#not me sneaking in some Soukoku

[autumnleaf1111]

Imagine if one day Atsushi walks into the ADA building and is just pissed off the whole day. He’s just bitchy and snappy at everyone. No one knows whats wrong and are too afraid to asked. To Ranpo, it was obvious why he was pissed. He doesn’t know exactly what happened but he knows it has something to do with Akutagawa. Pt.1

Pt2-https://www.tumblr.com/autumnleaf1111/749310548834959360/part-2-of-this

“So, what are we gonna do?” Yosano asked. Her, Dazai, Ranpo, Kunikida, Kenji, Junichirou, Naomi, Kyoka, and Fukuzawa were all in the meeting room. They were trying to figure out what happened and why Atsushi was being so bitchy. Ranpo, You obviously know whats wrong. Care to enlighten us?" Dazai said. Ranpo raised an eyebrow, looking at Dazai with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Oh, but of course, Dazai. The problem here is quite obvious to me," Ranpo replied with a smirk. “I’m not sure exactly what happened but it has something to do with you having him and Akutagawa go on a mission together. They did something and Akutagawa keeps ignoring it and won’t talk to him about what happened.” “So Dazai started this.” Kunikida said with a displeased and agitated expression. Dazai dramatically gasped. “I can’t believe you! Oh how you wound me with your words Kunikida!” He said dramatically. “Alright, that’s enough.” Fukuzawa interrupted. “Let’s just find a way to get him back to normal. Would any of you like to give a suggestion?” “We could have Kenji or Kyoka ask him. He hasn’t really said anything to them.” Junichirou stated while throwing out an idea. “Hm, maybe” Yosano said. “BORING!” Dazai yelled. “Ok, fine— What idea do you have?” Yosano asked. “I don’t know—” “I have an idea.” Kyoka said quietly. “What is it Kyoka?” Kenji asked. “Lock them in a room until they talk about whatever’s wrong.” “Uh— what? I feel like if we did that they’d just almost kill each other.” Naomi stated. “It worked for Dazai and Chuuya.” “What?” Kunikida said. “What does that mean?” Fukuzawa asked. “How do you know about that— you weren’t even there.” Dazai blinked with confusion. “Kouyou-San told me that every time you and Chuuya had a big fight that resulted in not talking to each other for a few days, she would lock you in a room until you got along— or,well until you got over what ever had happened.” She explained. “Welp— Maybe.” “I knew you two bickered but I never thought you’d have a real fight.” Junichirou said. “You have no idea.” They all turn their heads to the door to an unexpected voice. “Dog?” “Mr. Fancy hat!” Kenji smiled. “Hey kid. And shut the fuck up Dazai!” He yelled, annoyed at the mention of the old bet. “You lost the bet~” he said with a singing voice. “Yeah, like 6 years ago!” “Whatever! What brings you here Chibi?” He smiled. “Do I not exist?” The hear another voice. “Gin?” Dazai questioned. Not expecting to see her here. “Hi Dazai-San.” “Ok— what the hell are you two doing here?!” Kunikida yelled. “Calm down Kunikida, although he’s right. What brings you here?” Fukuzawa asked in a calm voice. “Somethings wrong with my idiot brother.” Gin stated with a stern tone, a hint of annoyance. “What do you mean?” Yosano asked. “Y’all are idiots. And no, I’m not telling you anything.” Ranpo said. “You were saying, Gin?” “He’s been acting weird.” “It started right after you had him and the tiger kid go on that mission.” Chuuya explained. “So it’s not just Atsushi, huh?” Kenji said. “What?” Chuuya questioned. “He been acting real bitchy and snappy ever since this morning.” Naomi said. “Ryu has been acting more closed off and seems a little disoriented. He also seems a little sad.” Gin explained. “So it’s bothering both of them. As expected.” Ranpo said to himself. “I say we lock them in a room. It worked for us. It might work for them.” Chuuya said, agreeing with Kyoka’s idea. “I agree!” Dazai yelled. “I guess now we have to figure out how we’re gonna do that.” Junichirou said. “We could kidnap them!” Kenji smiled brightly. “I— yeah, sure kid.” Chuuya said. “I’d have to do it because they would definitely try and use their ability’s to fight.” Dazai said. “Wait— like actually kidnap them? As in they don’t know it’s us?” Naomi asked. “Well duh, what’s the fun in knowing who the kidnapper is.” Chuuya said. “Exactly Chibi! Why not have a little fun?” Dazai agreed. “I do not like you two as a duo. Y’all are way too chaotic.” Kunikida said. “Nah, they work well together. There ideas may be a bit questionable but whatever.” Yosano said.

[oikasugayama]

I love all your posts. In your dazai nsfw head canons, there was the thing with chuuya and I was wondering if you could write a fic on that? It's oki if not!! :)

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Inspired by letters I and W from my Dazai NSFW alphabet in which Dazai wants to fuck his girlfriend in Chuuya's office, and Chuuya gets to join in.

5.1k, jealous!dazai, afab!reader, cumming inside, cunnilingus, blowjob, fingering, soukoku bickering while fucking, etc. not soukoku but they do sexually interact, etc. not proofread bc i'm tired [click to read on ao3]

You urge Dazai to lock the door behind you, but he chuckles and shakes his head. “No baby,” he mumbles, sliding his hands past your hips and down to grab two handfuls of your ass. “He'll know something's up if the door's locked. If Chuuya catches us, we should be riiiight in the middle of things so he can't stop us.”

“Remind me why I let you talk me into this again?” you ask as he leans forward, chasing your lips even as you lean back and wait for an answer.

“Because fuck Chuuya. If I want to fuck my girl in his office, I will.”

“That's a terrible reason,” you gasp as Dazai slides one hand up your body and into the hair at the back of your head to pull you in for a kiss. His open mouth meets yours, tongues immediately gliding together with the same force as your lips. 

“But we're here, aren't we?” he asks after pulling back just for a second. “And I want you so bad.”

You whimper and let him reel you in once again. Your nerves will get the best of you if you have time to take in your surroundings; as it is your nose can't stop sniffing out the unfamiliar smells of luxuriois leather and some kind of smoke. If Dazai keeps leading you so confidently you'll be able to let go of yourself entirely and go along with this absolute ridiculous plan of his.

He kisses you faster and with more urgency than he does at home, making both of you breathless as you gasp into each other's mouths and lap at each other's tongues. 

His large hands glide over your body, up and down your back, hiking your top up and trying to dip into your pants. You follow his lead, reaching for the buttons on his vest and his shirt. He keeps kissing you through both of you martially undressing, his tops hitting the floor, yours following shortly after.

When he gets your bra off he makes you sit on Chuuya’s desk, and he leans down to suck on your tit. You lean back, tossing your hair over your shoulder, closing your eyes so you can focus on the feeling of Dazai's tongue circling your nipple as it perks and hardens at his touch. You make small noises, still shy in an unfamiliar place, but Dazai keeps working over you, suckling, kneading, teasing his teeth over your skin, until you're softly moaning his name and laying back, making him bend at the waist and lean forward to follow you down onto Chuuya's desk, ignoring whatever papers you land on. 

Dazai kisses lower eventually, and his deft fingers unbutton your jeans and start sneaking under the fabric.

“You're so pretty spread out for me on stupid Chuuya’s desk,” he says cupping your dampening panties in his palm. “I'm gonna make you feel so good the whole Mafia hears you screaming.”

Your eyes widen in panic briefly and you stutter out a no, but Dazai laughs softly and kisses right above where your panties cover.

“You're safe, baby, I promise. Not a single person here would be stupid enough to hurt a hair on your head.” He drags your jeans down your legs finally, and you kick a little as he pulls them over your feet. He grabs one ankle, kisses the inside of it, then holds your leg up and kisses slowly down, closer and closer to your crotch.

“These walls are soundproof anyways,” he says once he's near your inner thigh. “No one will hear you scream.”

You giggle softly and push his forehead away from you.

“Don't be creepy, weirdo.”

He smiles and lays his cheek against your thigh, his face so close to your clothed cunt. You watch him, desperate for his next move.

“There's my sweet girl. You really don't need to be worried, I promise.” You jump slightly when his finger presses just above your clit and pushes in as he drags it down, making your panties slightly stick between your folds. “I'd never put you in danger.” His voice lowers as his finger goes up again, still pushing in, now really emphasizing your cleavage. “You know that, right?”

You nod, giving a quiet “mhm.”

“Speak up,” he says, now tracing his fingers around the outside of your panties.

“I know,” you say, still keeping your eyes locked on his. “You'd never put me in danger.”

“Good. And do you know why?” His finger slips under by just a single knuckle, and he lifts your panties high, making the crotch pull taut and squish between your labia. You whine and try to push down to get some friction on your clit but it's barely there, he's holding your panties at just the wrong angle.

“Tell me.”

“Because you love me?” You guess, and he smiles widely.

“Exactly!” he says in his playful, excited voice. Then he rolls his head toward your crotch and licks a fat, wet stripe up one half of your exposed cunt. You make a startled little moan and he chuckles before licking the other side too.

“Now, do you want my tongue or my fingers?” he asks so close that you can feel his breath tickling your wet skin.

“Both,” you answer immediately.

“Both?” He sits up and tsks, slowly shaking his head. He stands upright and you whine, reaching for him, saying soft no’s.

“Greedy girl.” He looks down and spreads your pussy with his fingers, then readjusts your panties so they're right against your clit. “You must be so horny you could die. Being so greedy like that… Why don't you get yourself off then, baby? Show me how you play with yourself with no hands.”

He tugs your panties up slightly a couple of times, giving little pricks of pleasure to your clit. You get the hint and move your hips up slowly, getting another prick of sensation. You readjust, getting one foot up on the desk beside you so you have leverage to move. Then you start a slow rhythm, bucking upward against your panties so they grind on your clit and work you up. 

“That's it, baby,” Dazai coos lowly, petting your thigh with his free hand. After a while when your speed increases and you start whining his name, he unbuckles his belt, works open his button and fly, and pulls his dick out, giving it strokes that match the time of your grinding.

“Fuck, this is hot,” he sighs. “I could watch you get yourself off all day.”

“But I want you,” you whine. You start kneading and pawing at your boobs as well, staring right up at Dazai. “Fuck me,” you beg softly.

Dazai bites his lip but says nothing, watching you with his greedy, hungry eyes.

“Please,” you breathily beg, searching for more pressure that just doesn’t exist in your current predicament. “Please, Dazai, please. Please.”

“God, it’s so hot when you beg,” he finally says, letting go of his dick. He grabs your panties with both hands and pulls them down your legs before haphazardly throwing them over his shoulder to land somewhere else.

“I want you so bad, Dazai. Please. Please.”

“Shhh,” he coos softly, leaning down over you. His lips brush yours and he intersperses tiny kisses with tiny shushes as his fingers collect your wetness. You desperately chase his lips, but he keeps pulling away. He even has the audacity to chuckle in your face.

“Don’t worry, needy girl.” He hisses softly, and you vaguely get the impression that his arm is moving-- he must be stroking himself with your wetness. “I’m gonna make you feel so good.”

You nod frantically, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. He asks if you’re ready, and you keep nodding and nodding and finally he slips the tip inside and you moan into his face.

“Oh, fuck,” he moans, sinking further and further into you. “Love this pussy. It’s so fucking good to me.”

“I love you,” you whine and he chuckles again as he bottoms out.

“I love you,” he mutters against your lips and kisses you properly, not teasing or withholding anymore.

And that’s when the door opens.

“What the fuck?! Dazai!” Chuuya yells, scrambling for what to say next. Dazai sighs dramatically, letting the noise turn into a groan. He stands up without pulling out of you and turns his upper body toward Chuuya.

“What do you want?” he snaps. “I’m kind of busy here.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” There’s a scuffle and some noise from the hallway, but to your surprise Chuuya calmly calls over his shoulder “Don’t worry about it-- I’ve got it under control,” and then closes and locks the door behind him. He takes his hat off and hangs it on the back of the door then turns back to you two.

“I thought you were fucking joking, you dumbass.”

“I never joke about my lady’s pleasure,” Dazai says, and you narrow your eyes at him.

“What is he talking about?” Your whole body is flushed with embarrassment and fear and now confusion. Your heart is thrumming in your chest, afraid of being yelled at or in trouble with the fucking Port Mafia, but Dazai is acting so nonchalant, and all Chuuya does is tsk.

“You didn’t even tell her? How the fuck did you get her here if you didn’t tell her?”

“Tell me what? Dazai?”

Dazai groans and turns back fully to you, grinding against you, making you gasp. “I told you that you weren’t in any danger. Chuuya knew we were coming.”

“I didn’t know. You said it like a fucking joke.”

“Dazai, tell me what--”

“I asked Chuuya if he’d let us fuck in his office if he got to join in if he caught us, and he said yes.”

“I thought you were joking!”

“Join in…?”

Dazai’s eyes lock on yours but he doesn’t say anything. Your eyes are softer than he expected and now he’s starting to realize maybe he didn’t make the right call here. Now he’ll actually have to put his money where his mouth is and let his ex-partner fuck his girlfriend.

Dazai easily regains his composure and turns to look at Chuuya again.

“Well?” he asks. “Why are you still standing there? You caught us, so come here.”

Chuuya hesitates.

“She okay with this?” he asks. “Man, I don’t even know her name.”

“That’s because you haven’t introduced yourself yet, slug. Now come here.”

“Don’t boss me around,” he grumbles as he crosses the room. Finally he’s standing over you and his eyes lock purely on yours, not straying in the slightest to any of your exposed skin.

“Sorry we weren’t properly introduced because your boyfriend’s a fucking moron. I’m Nakahara Chuuya. Are you okay with this?”

“Hi, Chuuya,” you say softly. Your face is so warm as you blush; his formality makes the situation really sink in--you’re spread out naked with your boyfriend balls deep, and Chuuya’s hardly acknowledging it. “He is kind of dumb, but I like him anyway--”

“--Heeey--”

“I’m [Y/N], and yeah, you can join us. I mean, really it’s the least we could do…”

A smirk slowly overcomes Chuuya’s face.

“Oh, yeah? Gonna pay me back for the time it’s gonna take to clean my office by letting me use your pretty little body?”

Dazai grinds against you again, and you groan softly, biting your lip.

“Mhm,” you hum, nodding at Chuuya. “We’ll make it worth your time.” You reach out for his hand, and he allows you to take it. You guide it to your tit, and he chuckles.

“Right into it, huh?” he asks, massaging it gently. Dazai finally pulls partially out of you and thrusts back in, making you gasp again. Chuuya glances down at where your cunt sucks your boyfriend’s cock in, and he clicks his tongue.

“Damn, that’s kinda hot.” He pinches your nipple between his fingers, rolling it and squeezing, drawing extra whines from you.

“Isn’t she?” Dazai asks rhetorically, rubbing one of his hands across your belly and up your side. He pulls you by your hips until your ass is partially hanging off the desk. You wrap your legs around his hips and he starts his usual starting pace, fucking into you nice and deep because of the angle he has you at.

“Chuuya,” you say softly, but the way Dazai is fucking you makes everything you say sound like a breathy moan. Both of them turn slightly red from hearing you more or less moan to Chuuya. “Chuuya, take your pants off,” you add, trying to make it clear that you were trying to say this from the beginning. Dazai’s thrusts speed up and hit harder, and he starts grunting from the effort.

“Oh, fuck,” you moan, grabbing the edge of the desk for dear life. “Oh, Dazai, fuck!”

You hear the clinking of metal and turn your head to see Chuuya doing as you asked. He drops his pants, kicking them to the side after kicking his shoes off too. He unbuttons his vest and his shirt and strips until he’s only in his underwear and socks. You watch as he palms himself through his underwear, watching from a few feet away as Dazai fucks you relentlessly. Your tits jiggle, your breath shakes, your legs are trembling, and Dazai is huffing and moaning and panting above you. His head is down, his long hair hanging over his face as he watches where your cunt meets his cock--he told you once it’s one of his favorite sights, and when he gets so drunk on it like today, you believe it.

“Let me touch you,” you stumble out to Chuuya, reaching out to him again. He shuffles closer until your hand can paw at his crotch, feeling for the shape of him through cloth. He locks his hands behind his head and stands with his hips toward you, watching as you stroke him and feel him up as best you can.

“Take it off,” you huff, grabbing the elastic of his waistband. “I wanna see.”

Meanwhile, Dazai’s pace doesn’t let up. One of his hands gropes at your breasts, squeezing and almost using it as leverage to balance himself as he fucks you.

“Go on then,” Chuuya says without moving. You struggle to reach both arms over to him, but you manage to squirm away from Dazai just enough-- which he does not like-- to get your hands on Chuuya’s underwear. You pull it down a few inches and push it as much as you can until finally they drop.

His cock is a nice size-- it’s thick and when you wrap your hand around it, an inch or two and the tip are still sticking out. His pubes are thick but cleanly trimmed and with his toned, muscular body you have to admit you’re finding him really, extremely hot.

“Your hands are much softer than mine,” he grunts as you jerk him off. “Feels good.”

“She’s got an amazing mouth,” Dazai pants, finally lifting his head to watch you interact with Chuuya, though his pace never ceases. “Put on a condom and let her show you what she can do.”

“You use condoms?” Chuuya asks, glancing down at Dazai’s dick.

“No, but you will if you’re gonna put your dick anywhere near her,” he mumbles. “I don’t even like her hand on you bare.” He grimaces. “You still keep some in your desk, don’t you?”

“Old habits die hard,” Chuuya mumbles, gently touching your hand to make you let go of him. As he rounds his desk to rifle through his drawers, Dazai leans down and licks one nipple, then the other.

“I’m gonna cum in you,” he mumbles against your skin. “You’re mine. Don’t you forget that.”

“Yeah,” you moan as you agree. His fingers find his way down to your pussy, and you feel one partially slip in beside his cock, working a louder moan from you as it stretches you nicely. He pulls it out, presses in, gently stretching and filling you to the brim.

There’s a thud next to your head, and you turn to see Chuuya kneeling on the desk beside you, rolling a condom over his shaft. “Will you open that pretty mouth for me?”

You don’t even answer, you just whine and open your mouth, sticking your tongue out.

“She loves it,” Dazai says, and it comes out awfully near to a moan. “Love sucking cock, don’t you, [Y/N]?”

“Mhm,” you hum around Chuuya’s tip as he settles it on your tongue. You close your mouth around him and let him decide the pace. He goes relatively easy on you given how Dazai is still jackhammering away at your cunt, grunting and huffing though he’s far less talkative than normal.

“Yeah, look at you,” Dazai sighs blissfully. “Bet you like having two cocks, huh? Greedy girl.” His eyes are on your mouth, watching Chuuya tamely slide in and out of your mouth. He privately seethes at the way your shiny eyes stare up at Chuuya, but he’s determined to get your attention back by making you cum.

His finger, now sufficiently wet from fingering you while fucking you, slides up from your pussy to your clit. He rubs fast, wide circles over your clit. He relishes in the way your eyes widen and flicker over to him. You must have sucked in a breath and sucked harder on Chuuya, because he moans too and his hips stutter forward.

Dazai knows that you’re about to cum based on your frequent moans. He wishes he could hear them more clearly, but he also is starting to find a sick sort of pleasure in the muffled sound you make combined with the typical noises of having a cock in your mouth. Chuuya’s not too bad looking, either.

Finally it happens. You’re loud, even muffled as you are. You moan and whine, your breathing is heavy and struggles to escape through your nose, but Chuuya doesn’t retract himself to make it any easier on you. Your legs tremble, and Dazai feels proud because of it. The way your walls clench and flutter as your orgasm tears through you milks Dazai’s dick so good.

“Fuck, mm, fuck!” Dazai whimpers and drops his head, once again watching his favorite sight. He’s been fucking you so deeply, and you’ve been so exceptionally wet today, that there’s a sticky, white ring around his shaft and it only gets messier as he cums inside of you. He shoots thick ropes of white deep inside, continuing to thrust increasingly lazily as he empties his load. 

“Stop, stop,” Dazai says softly, touching Chuuya’s hips. Chuuya gives him a look but nods and backs up, finally freeing your mouth. Dazai slips out of you while leaning down to kiss you. You lick and pant into each other’s mouths, and when Dazai pulls away he slides two messy, cum-covered fingers onto your tongue.

“Taste us.”

You clean his fingers off with your mouth and try to sit up once he’s pulled his hand away and stood up himself.

Maybe it’s because of how calm and blissed out Dazai is because of his orgasm, but he lolls his head to the side and smiles lazily at Chuuya. “She’s the wettest she’s ever been,” he sighs happily. “You better get your dick wet before I change my mind. Take that stupid thing off,” he says, waving his hand at Chuuya’s condom-covered dick.

“You sure?” Chuuya asks, raising an eyebrow. He holds himself by the base, languidly stroking when his cock gives an interested twitch at what Dazai offers. Meanwhile, Dazai is helping you to your feet and peppering kisses across your face.

“Yes,” Dazai says, rolling his eyes at Chuuya, then he turns back to you. “Why don’t you take it off him, baby?”

You nod slightly and turn to Chuuya, holding your hands out toward him. He crawls to the edge of the desk beside you, observing the way your legs tremble after the pounding Dazai just gave you. You wrap your hands around him and roll the condom off, handing it to Dazai after which makes him laugh.

“Throw it away,” you mumble, then predicting what he’ll do, you quickly add on “in the trash not on the floor.”

“Yes, darling,” he coos, though it’s unmistakable how disgusted he is to be holding Chuuya’s used condom. He barely grips it with two fingers, holding it away from himself. “In the meantime, I think Chuuya should lay on the floor-- you’ll both like my idea, so just do it.”

You and Chuuya share a look as Dazai goes behind Chuuya’s desk to find a trash can, but Chuuya shrugs and gets down on the floor on his back, one arm behind his head, the other lazily stroking his cock as he looks up at you. His eyes trail down your body, from the hickeys and lovebites all over your neck and chest to your red, sore nipples all the way down to your visibly sticky wet cunt which has been slowly dribbling Dazai’s cum down your thigh.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Chuuya hisses, fisting his cock harder when he notices the cum trail.

“Isn’t she?” Dazai asks, coming back to you. He gives you a few sweet kisses, keeping his eyes cracked open to make sure Chuuya is watching. Then he takes your hands and guides you the few steps over to his former partner on the floor.

“Lay down on top of him, your back on his chest.”

“But I’m gonna--”

“You’re not gonna squish him, he’ll be fine.” Dazai holds your hands as you kneel down, straddling Chuuya’s hips backwards.

“But if you touch him you’ll nullify--”

“He’s tougher than he looks, and he already looks pretty tough-- that’s the only compliment you’re getting from me, Slug.”

Chuuya’s hands grab your waist and help you sit on his hips and then lay back so you’re against his chest.

“Not even using my ability and you’re fine, babe. Don’t worry about your weight, I don’t care.”

“‘Babe,’” Dazai quotes with an edge of bitterness in his voice. You knew he’d get a little jealous letting his former partner in the mix, but it was his idea and you’re intent on seeing it through now. You’ll never tell Dazai, but you do find Chuuya incredibly attractive and once you saw his dick today you knew you weren’t gonna be satisfied until you got your chance to cum on it.

“Babe,” Chuuya says again, helping you readjust until your head is at his shoulder and you’d be able to look at each other or even kiss if you wanted-- not that Dazai would let you.

“Don’t get too comfortable, Sluggy dearest,” Dazai says, swiping some of his cum off of your thigh and spreading it over Chuuya’s tip. “You’ll never see her again after today, so don’t go falling in love with my girl or I really will have to kill you.”

“Like you could ever do that,” Chuuya snaps back. “I’d beat you to a pulp, even without gravity manipulation.”

“Bold talk for a man with my cum on his dick,” Dazai says in an overly playful tone with a shit-eating grin on his face.

“Dude, what?! You’re a freak, why did you do that?!”

“It’s gonna get on you anyway, dumbass,” Dazai says. He slides two fingers into you easily, your pussy still being open and wet and so needy for more. He collects some of his cum and your arousal, completely mixed together and unable to discern one from the other. You give a little whine at his fingers in you, and especially at them leaving you, and then Chuuya’s breath hitches and even though you can’t see, you’re pretty sure Dazai is rubbing your slick over his dick.

“Fuck,” Chuuya sighs, and you look over at his face. At first it seems like his eyes are closed, but then you realize he’s just looking at Dazai, and you look down and see Dazai smirking and giving absolute bedroom eyes at Chuuya. Your pussy clenches around nothing, another surge of arousal making you squirm.

Chuuya’s hands grip your hips, and Dazai’s eyes shift to you and he chuckles.

“What is it, baby? Use your words.”

“You’re so hot… both of you.”

“Oh, thank you,” Chuuya purrs in your ear, his hot breath tickling your skin.

“You think so?” Dazai asks, and you feel something tap against your pussy. You look down and manage to catch that Dazai’s hand is still around Chuuya’s cock, moving it now, making it touch you.

“Yeah,” you moan softly, biting your lip.

“You want Chuuya to fuck you?”

“Mhm…” you hum, nodding. Chuuya chuckles softly and lets one hand roam upward over your skin until he’s palming and kneading your breast. 

“He'll do a good job, too. Won't you Chuuya?” Dazai asks, rubbing Chuuya's dick between the folds of your cunt.

“I'm gonna fuck you so good.” He sighs at the stimulation, his hips bucking up slightly. “Better than that shitty mackerel does, I bet.”

“No chance in hell,” Dazai sneers.

“Let me show her. I'll prove it.” Chuuya bucks his hips up again, trying to get his dick to slip inside. 

“No chance--”

“--Please,” you moan, cutting Dazai off. His face changes from glaring to surprise.

“Oh? You want to find out if he’s better than me?” he asks bitterly, smacking Chuuya’s dick against your pussy.

“No, I want him to fuck me,” you whine.

“That’s not what it sounded like to me.” Dazai frowns, gloom overcoming him.

“Make her cum before I do then, jackass,” Chuuya says, largely ignoring Dazai as he plays with your tits. “Prove you’re better than me.”

“Make me cum, Dazai. Let me use Chuuya like a fuck toy.”

“God damn,” Chuuya says, bucking his hips up again. “I know that’s all I am, but fuck.”

“Yeah…” Dazai’s frown slowly turns to a smirk. “He is just a fuck toy. A big fuck toy that’s gonna fill you up with cum just how you like.” As you and Chuuya give Dazai identical confused looks, Dazai points Chuuya’s cock at your hole and guides him in. The tip drags against your inner walls so well and has you moaning and grinding down on him.

“Go, Slug. Fuck my girl.”

Chuuya’s hips immediately start thrusting up into you. He braces his feet on the floor to get a better angle and he loses himself fucking you. 

“Holy fuck you’re wet,” he huffs. “So fucking good.”

“Oh, yeah,” you moan, reaching up and around to hold the side of his head. “Oh, fuck. Chuuya.”

Dazai tries not to react to the way you moan Chuuya’s name and caress him. It’ll be over soon and he’s not about to let his jealousy take away from the incredibles view he has of your pussy being rammed by a nice, thick cock-- not that he’d ever say those words out loud for Slug to hear. 

He kneels between yours and Chuuya’s legs and runs his hands across your abdomen and belly and near your cunt, calculating how long he think the two of you are gonna last. He knows you’re already sensitive from cumming with him before, and Chuuya hasn’t cum yet at all, so maybe if Dazai gets your pussy clenching around him it’ll be over within five minutes tops.

Dazai leans down with that plan in mind and without impeding Chuuya’s thrusting, he gets his face right up to your cunt and uses the tip of his tongue to circle your clit. You whimper and buck your hips up, then push them back down to meet Chuuya. Dazai doesn’t even need to spit on you-- you’re plenty wet enough-- but he does it anyway, landing a glob right on your swollen clit. He uses the excess wetness to have his tongue gliding effortlessly in circles around your nub. Finally he gets your attention again, and you moan his name. The hand that isn’t in Chuuya’s hair slides down into Dazai’s, and he relaxes a bit now that you’re touching him.

The combination of Chuuya fucking you from behind and Dazai’s tongue now flicking relentlessly back and forth over your clit-- all the wet sounds, the smell of Chuuya’s cologne, his moaning in your ear, his hands still tweaking and playing with your incredibly over-sensitive nipples-- it’s too much. You can’t even talk; you can’t tell either one how you feel, how good they are. You can hardly moan, most of what comes out of you being only broken, stuttery noises thanks to the way Chuuya’s movements wrack your whole body and control the way even your breathing works right now.

I’m not gonna last. I’m not gonna last. I’m not gonna make it. you think, but you’re unable to warn either one of them. Chuuya must know it’s coming from the way your cunt clenches around him. He hisses and turns his head so his lips hover over your nose, moaning your name right at you.

Finally it happens when Dazai sucks on your clit and pushes a finger into your tight cunt alongside Chuuya’s cock. It’s overwhelming. There’s too much happening, too much going on from the both of them. You’re completely dumb on Chuuya’s cock, complete putty in Dazai’s hands.

You cum hard, arching your back up to let Chuuya fuck you deeper if possible. You squirt profusely, drenching Dazai’s mouth and getting a surprised chuckle from him.

“Good girl,” he praises, but you barely hear it over the way Chuuya shouts a string of swears next to your face. His hands finally leave your tits and grip your hips hard. He only thrusts a few more times before he’s cumming too, painting the inside of your cunt white for the second time. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Chuuya chants as he comes down, his movements slowing until he’s finally completely still. Dazai sits up and smiles a shit-eating grin at you.

“We made her squirt, Slug. Did you feel it?”

“Fuck, that’s hot,” he groans, dropping his head back and turning it away from you. “I’m not cleaning that shit up, though.”

“Did you cum inside…?” you ask quietly as Dazai starts maneuvering Chuuya’s softening dick out of you.

“He said to,” Chuuya says flippantly.

“Think about it, baby,” Dazai says. “There’s no way his shitty little swimmers will beat mine. If you get pregnant, that's gonna be my baby in there.”

“It’s only ‘cause you’re a shitty mackerel. Fish swim.”

[muffinman1900]

Soukoku (Dazai X Chuuya)

Food packages

Sorry for any spelling mistakes, I’m dyslexic and I can’t proof read for the life of me. I take requests if anyone wants anything!

(This is 739 words)

Dazai awoke in the morning in his agency dorm room. This is normal, but what isn’t is the lack of a small paper bag at the end of his bed.

Every evening, Chuuya, in his luxurious penthouse, would make himself some healthy dinner. It would be spicy and good for the body. Those three things: healthy, good and spicy, were not to Dazai’s taste.

Chuuya (the biggest Dazai simp alive) was quite aware of this. He was also aware of his husband's lack of motivation to stay alive. This includes forgetting to eat, not due to not wanting to but genuinely forgetting. It didn’t help that Dazai was a picky eater, making finding food for himself harder, there was always an ingredient he just hated. Most of his eating habits started due to Dazai’s braces when he was younger. He hated getting food in them and got told off by his orthodontist a lot; Dazai had terrible teeth anyway, and it wasn’t his fault. For Chuuya, Dazai being a picky eater was actually good.

After being work partners since 15, they both knew each other's eating habits off by heart. Dazai never tried anything new. However he did try one new thing a month- and he usually didn’t like it at all.

Chuuya affectionately makes Dazai rice balls in an array of shapes, like stars, bears and cats, and cut cucumbers into star shapes along with some other food and would put it in an orange bento box.

He would put some dried strawberry granola in a heart shaped pot with some strawberry yogurt, and put a little spoon with it.

He would put some apple slices without the skin and orange quarters in a separate blue divider pot with sharks on it.

He basically made exactly the same things every night as he made himself his own dinner, and he would put it in a paper bag. Chuuya writes little notes, telling Dazai to remember to do things, or to have a good day, or simply to say he loves him. He would write with small loopy handwriting, and would sign his name in red ink. He used a little heart sticker to stick the notes to the side of the bag.

Every night, after Chuuya ate his dinner, he would sneak into the agency’s dorms, and open Dazai’s unlocked dorm room door to leave the small bag at the end of his bed.

Every evening Dazai would drop the same bag off at the front desk off the building where Chuuya’s penthouse was.

But today, as Dazai woke up, hearing sounds of light commotion in the office nearby, he didn’t see the bag at the end of his bed.

That was odd. But Dazai continued his day as he normally would.

Dazai made his way into the office and he was very happily surprised. There was Kunikida, Yosano and Ranpo standing around a chair with Chuuya tied to it.

“Chuuya!” Dazai beemed, “how are you today?”

“Well Osamu, your co-workers have me tied to a chair, but apart from that I’m pretty good, what about you?” He replied almost like this was completely normal.

“I’m a bit hungry if I’m honest.” Dazai said tauntingly. He knew why Chuuya was currently tied to a chair- he got caught entering to give Dazai food.

“Oh shut up.” Chuuya replied, starting a bickering match between the two.

To say Dazai’s co-workers weren’t astonished by this would be utterly incorrect. They just sat there baffled until Kunikida decided to stop the two arguing.

“Dazai. Do you know why Nakahara, one of the Port Mafia’s strongest executives, was in our dorm building?”

“Oh Kunikida~ Chuuya here wasn’t doing any harm! Actually he was technically helping us!” Dazai giggled childishly.

“What do you mean?” Ranpo asked in a more mature voice than normal.

“He was just delivering me food! Can’t a husband retrieve food from his beloved?” Dazai asked in a sing-song voice.

Dazai united Chuuya, and Chuuya walked over to a desk where the paper bag had been placed. He gave it to Dazai, gave him a hug and then a kiss on the cheek.

“Have a good day!” Dazai shouted as Chuuya jumped out of the window, flying off with gravity manipulation.

“What the fuck just happend?” Yosano exclaimed.

Dazai pulled out his strawberry granola and yogurt and started working quietly, humming the tune to his favourite song about double suicide.

[nopeleavemealoone]

BSD Circus! AU

the circus has rolled into town. The ringmaster Mori is ready for buisness, but one of his children, Dazai, is over the circus. The night they arrive, he sneaks off to climb a tree and hide from responsibilities when…

Dazai:

Dazai, dialing mori: hey dad we just got robbed

After checking, all that was stolen was some rope, water, and food: but Mori is annoyed and sends dazai out to go look for the culprits. Dazai wanders around the new town a bit in boredom before he sees the ginger haired fellon, sitting in a tree. He watches for a moment.

The grace was amazing, something that made dazai stare and stop for a second. Hed seen acrobats but this felt new. (At least it would if i didnt make such a low quality gif but hey, sue me I’m tired.)

dazai, once again on phone with mori: hey mori i have an idea.

Mori comes to where dazai is and they go into the house dazai saw them enter; theyre squatting there. They’re scared, but chuuya steps in front of the others. Mori explains the offer: they can either get arrested for theft, or mori will be willing to forgive the incident… if chuuya agrees to join the circus.

chuuya: >:0 like hell I’ll join your circus-

shirase: yeah and like hell I’m going with the police you can have them

chuuya: wait what wtf

and this is hopefully part one of a circus!AU soukoku idea

what may have triggered this you ask? I drew chuuya in acrobat clothing and the idea flourished

Link to part two:

[raitonsfw]

nothing y/n related, my apologies if that's what you followed me for - we'll get back to it in just a moment!

would anyone care for a hurt/no comfort soukoku drabble (a sneak peek mayhaps of one of my character x character wips)

just some self promotion if any of you are interested in more than y/n readers; i enjoy writing both and reading both and i'm sure i'm not the only one!

follow @raitoclouds for more character x character content.

tw: mentions of a painful elevator death hypothetical and dazai's typical suicidal bouts.

mind chūya's name. i'll edit it once i'm done.

[ota-division]

Taria's Thoughts on Kobe Division

Ren Nakashima

"Oh my gosh! It's... it's Vox!" Taria gets a fangirl look in her eyes. "I love this guy so much! His songs are awesome to play! I especially love his song, Psychotic! Nami and Kira say I play that song too much, but what do they know? Can you believe I actually went to his first-ever concert? It was awesome! I wanted to get his autograph after it was over, but there was a line and I didn't feel like waiting. ...But it's not too bad. I managed to sneak into his dressing room and get something else!" Taria holds up a pair of black and red undergarments that say 'Vox' on them with a smirk.

Max Soukoku

"This kid is... 'creepy' doesn't really define him. He's not creepy, per se, but he is definitely... out there. From what I've heard, he's apparently got ties to this strange group called "The Commission". I didn't know who they were, so I did some research. Apparently, they're a mysterious organization that's involved in a lot of killings. If this kid is part of that, I can't say I'm surprised. Even just looking at his picture and staring at his eyes is enough to make me shudder..."

Kaiji Sano

"Oh my gosh, Jinx! I am such a big fan of his! I follow him all the time on social media, cause his dresses and style is awesome! I know some people think he's weird for dressing up like a girl, but so what?! He's not hurting anyone! Sheesh, when did people get so judgemental?"

Lovesick

"I really like this team! I hope I get to meet Vox and Jinx at the D.R.B.! I've got to get an autograph from the both of them! I have to wonder why they're competing, though. Not that it's a bad thing! I just thought that they'd be too busy and famous to compete in some tournament. But like I said, I'm not complaining!"

[chuuyrr]

chu says !

this request literally pulled me out of my writer's block, thank you anon !! i'm still in the process of writing this one, but i just wanna give ya'll like a little sneak peek or preview of who the best friend is because i got so inspired literally by satosugu (due to the request) and soukoku so yeah 🧍‍♀️

ok, so the reader's best friend is tentatively named shinya because i'm thinking of whether to change it to shuji (let me know what you guys think), and yes, it's a boy because why not, and his personality is a mix of dazai, chuuya, and suguru. shinya's cursed technique is called solemnity, which is based off on gravity (wow, hmm i wonder what inspired me 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️)

and idk, i really like how i've written reader and shinya to be just like satosugu at soukoku. i originally intended it to have shinya have a speed type of power because wanda maximoff has a twin who has that, but gravity sounds cool, and again, he has to be a special grade sorcerer so i figured it has to something OP. yeah, that's pretty much all thank u for listening to my rambling, i will go write some more now.

i will now be writing the fall out between them with ANGST

[narrators-journal]

Bsd masterlist

These masterlists are gonna be hella short for now, but I’m gonna add to them, no worries!

created: 5/5/21

Updated: 12/22/23

Fanfiction- x

Headcanons- //

Scenarios- \\\

Nsfw- *

Asks- ^

🤡 Nikolai Gogol 🤡

Yandere/dark content

Just a little test \\\

Sing sweet nightingale toc x *

The consequences \\\ ^

Regular content

Gogol getting his ex back //^

Gogol with a college student partner //^

🐺 Akutagawa Ryuunosuke 🐺

Yandere/dark content

Yandere Aku headcanons //

A thank you \\\

Anger issues \\\ ^

regular content

Akutagawa relationship headcanons // *

General Akutagawa headcanons //

Why I portray Akutagawa the way I do \\\ *

Worth \\\

Akutagawa with an autistic reader //

Crushes are disgusting \\\

🐈 Shin soukoku 🐈

Moonlight \\\

Months of tolerance \\\

Late-night programming \\\

I am not a coward \\\ ^*

Taming of the weretiger \\\ ^*

A tigers booty call \\\^*

🩸 Chuuya Nakahara 🩸

Yandere/dark content

Don’t leave me \\\

Chuuya comforting Darling \\\ ^

My territory \\\ ^

Red wine beneath the moonlight \\\ ^

Yandere chuuya headcanons // ^

Never getting rid of me \\\ ^

Resistance is futile \\\ ^

Had a bad day \\\ ^

Chuuya with a darling in the hospital // ^

Cooking dinner together \\\ ^

Idle hands \\\ ^

A basement apartment against your will \\\^

Regular content

Squish or Crush \\\

Relationship headcanons //

Early bird gets the worm \\\ ^

Chuuya x reader angst and fluff \\\ ^

Don’t leave me part two? ^

Body positivity \\\ ^

Playing with fire toc (discontinued) x

Yearly check-up \\\ ^

Cuddle bug \\\ ^

Pride \\\ ^

Weak stomach \\\^

Chuuya with an autistic reader //^

Chuuya reacting to dazai getting engaged \\\^

💀 Osamu Dazai 💀

Regular content

General headcanons //

Sugar daddy!Dazai // ^

Dazai with a college student partner //^

High and dry \\\*^

Dazai with an autistic reader //^

Dazai reacting to kunikida getting engaged \\\^

Dazai with a Jessica Rabbit reader \\\^

When the cats away, the rat will play \\\^*

Yandere/Dark content

Yandere Dazai headcanons //

☠ Soukoku ☠

regular content

Months of comfort \\\

Soukoku as parents // ^

One night stand \\\ ^ *

Yandere/dark content

Soukoku x reader // ^

God!Soukoku x suicidal reader \\\^

🐱‍👤 Tanizaki 🐱‍👤

Regular content

Tanizaki as a parent //

Romantic Tanizaki headcanons // ^

Tanizaki with a college student partner //^

Yandere/dark content

Yandere Tanizaki headcanons //

🔎Ranpoe 🔎

Months of love \\\

Sick day \\\^

🖋 Poe 🖋

Regular content

Poe with an autistic reader //

Some writing help \\\*^

Poe with a college student partner //^

Match-ups

1

2

👓 Ango Sakaguchi 👓

Regular content

General headcanons //

Long distance TOC x *

🐅 Atsushi Nakajima 🐅

Yandere/dark content

Yandere Atsushi headcanons //

Regular content

Atsushi as a parent //

Wrath \\\

Atsushi with a college student partner //^

Atsushi and Beast swap universes //^

🐙 Howard Lovecraft 🐙

Regular content

Fishy love \\\* ^

Sacrificed \\\^*

⏱️Doppo kunikida ⏱️

Regular content

Kunikida with an autistic reader //

Kunikida with a college student partner //^

Kunikida reacting to dazai getting engaged \\\^

Match-ups

1

2

🍚 Tetchou suehiro 🍚

Regular content

Autistic tetchou headcanons // ^

Tetchou with a college student partner //^

💢 Suegiku 💢

Regular content

General headcanons //^

Beauty is deeper than the skin \\\^*

Omegaverse suegiku headcanons // ^

🌻 Kyouken 🌻

Regular content

General headcanons //^*

🍬 Ranpo 🍬

Regular content

Ranpo with an autistic reader //^

👨‍⚕️ Mori ougai 👨‍⚕️

Regular content

Mori reacting to dazai getting engaged \\\^

🐀 Fyodor Dostoevsky 🐀

Regular content

When the cats away, the rat will play \\\^*

sneak peeks

peek 1

Peek 2

Peek 3

General asks

Me and bestie shitposting

My quotev

Just my best friend complimenting me

[evieonic]

Domestic life Soukoku family Headcanons

So my friend has dazai and chuuya in their sims 4 game and they made them have a child and listen- 

domestic soukoku family is always one of my favorite things SO HERE ARE SOME GOOD OL FLUFFY HEADCANONS FOR THEM!

First things first, if this was a modern AU in which Dazai and Chuuya adopted a child, I feel like as soon as they meet that child and they adopt them, they write down that day and celebrate the day they officially became a family with that child. So like lil soukoku baby gets like two birthdays because Dazai and Chuuya find that day to be so special. 

Chuuya is definitely a very easy going parent, and although he has his moments where he can be strict and the level-headed parent, he’s actually really silly and laidback when it comes to kids. He falters to puppy dogs eyes and when his child cries, he has a hard time trying to keep his foot down.

Dazai is similar to Chuuya, he’s also a very easy going parent - but tOO MUCH. It oftentimes feels like Chuuya is raising two kids instead of one because Dazai is so wild and crazy but despite that, Chuuya knows Dazai is a good parent. He’s more capable of putting his foot down when he needs to or having to tell his child off even though he doesn’t want to.

Now, this is Dazai we’re talking about and of course, he is very protective. He’s crazy protective over his family - it sometimes gets out of control and Chuuya needs to talk to him about it - but Dazai is very protective of his family. There is nothing in this world he would not do for them. 

And while yes Dazai is crazy protective, so is Chuuya. Chuuya is very protective over his child, sometimes he’ll get scared and freak out about things and when he does Dazai needs to calm him down. You might think they both have zero chill because of how protective they are but like Chuuya was in the mafia and so was Dazai at one point, they know how the world can operate, so they are always thinking of the what ifs so that makes them worry a lot more than they should.

Y e s. Dazai does get jealous of his own child sometimes when Chuuya is giving them a lot of attention - i mean c’mon. Dazai is a big baby himself, he NEEDS attention and he has gotten really jealous before and he lets Chuuya know it (and when he does Chuuya grounds him, yes, i mean he sends him into time out, he ain’t afraid to do that.) 

Dazai actually is the first one to wake up in the household, so he prepares breakfast for both his husband and his child. On weekends, Chuuya gets to sleep in, so he wakes up their child and treats it as if they are both being sneaky which makes their child act very giddy and excited. Dazai will let their child have things Chuuya is usually very careful of, like coffee and sugary things during breakfast. Dazai also sometimes wakes up their child a little bit earlier so they can help him make breakfast to give to Chuuya in bed. 

Chuuya sings their child to sleep whenever they are too scared or are unable to fall asleep by themselves. So he will sing to them and Dazai will be in there with them, kind of snuggling the both of them. Whenever their child needs them, it’s always a group effort type of thing because they want their child to know even through the smallest of gestures, they are a family and both of them will always be there for them.

Sometimes though, their child just can’t fall asleep. When that happens, they’ll get up in the middle of the night and sneak into their parents bed. Sometimes, the child wakes up when Dazai or Chuuya is already awake. When that happens, if it’s Dazai, Dazai will let them sit with him and watch TV for a few minutes. The child usually falls asleep eventually if they just sit with Dazai for a while. If it’s Chuuya who's awake, he makes the child some milk and they sit down on the couch and Chuuya quietly reads a book to them and eventually, they fall asleep that way.

Dazai buys their child toys all the freaking time. He comes home from work with a new toy every day and it makes Chuuya so mad every time. XD It’s not like Chuuya doesn’t want their child to have a lot of toys, it’s just tHEY DON’T NEED SO MANY - THEIR ROOM CANT HOLD ALL OF THEM.

Dazai and Chuuya try very hard to raise their child to be a good person. They want them to know that everyone deserves love and everyone is equal and beautiful in their own ways. They try to teach their child early on that things like gender and attraction are concepts that are different for everyone, so if their child comes to realize that they love someone of the same sex, or they like people off of their personalities not genders, or they don’t feel like the gender that they are - they make sure that they know that that’s okay. Everyone is valid and no matter who their child grows up to be, they will always love them.

That's all I got for now. Let me know if y’all want some more or maybe an omegaverse version of this one. Requests are still open both for headcanons and prompts :D

[jumpingjaxx13]

📚 📖 📓📕📒📔📘📗📙

Lol

The joke's on you. I have a ton of these and I'm about to make it everyone's problem.

Put "📓" into my inbox and I'll explain the plot of a fanfiction that I haven't written but daydream about.

(I'm gonna cheat a little. The ones with * are ones that I have started writing, but are incomplete/have been WIPs for a long time/nowhere close to being done. I feel like that counts just because of the amount of daydreaming/not writing that goes into them lol)

(Also, if there is any that someone is particularly interested in reading once it's finished, just leave a reply and I'll reach out with a link once it's published!)

This is going to be a long post, so I'll put the answer under a read more!

📚 *

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Ships: ShigaDabi (primary), TodoDeku (background, maybe)

An AU where Tenko Shimura was found by Inko Midoriya instead of AFO and raised as Izuku's brother. He winds up becoming Hawks's secretary, meets All Might and learns about his grandmother, and gets to proudly watch his brother follow his dreams. Things start to change when he meets a strange man outside of a cafe and falls for him. How was he supposed to know that Dabi was a villain!? From there, Tenko has to do a lot of self reflection and decide what he wants to do after learning about his boyfriend's identity, especially when he found out that his boss had known all along. Does he chase after Dabi? Join him? Turn him in? I'm not 100% sure how I want to end this, but I am tempted for it to lead to the "birth" of Tomura. Any suggestions would be welcome!

📖*

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Ships: N/A, maybe background Duo Holders?

Essentially an AFO origin story focusing on his relationship with Yoichi over the course of his descent. I take a few snapshots of the brothers together, starting as teens and going through to his death, and showing how their regard for each other changed. It finally ends with AFO speaking to Yoichi's grave years later. I'm a fan of DFO, so I'm going to be using the name Hisashi for him, but if/when his canon name comes out, I'll be changing it to match!

📓

Fandom: Death Note

Ships: LawLight (primary), MattMello (secondary)

An AU where Roger Ruvie dies early on in the investigation and, with the entire world under suspicion, L can't afford to replace him. Instead, he sends the majority of the kids off to other houses that Watari had built, save for his top three successors. Near, Mello, and Matt all move into the Task Force HQ and, despite L's "best efforts" to prevent it (read: he's totally just pretending to stop them to please the others), they continually find themselves thrown in the middle of the investigation. I'm also not 100% certain how I want this to end, but I do know that it's going to be endgame L/Light and Matt/Mello.

📕*

Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs

Ships: RanPoe (past), ODazai (past, platonic or romantic), SteinCraft (past, background)

A sequel to Unstoppable Force. I've had a few people express interest in the culprit, so I've decided to write up an optional sequal that explains it. I debated not doing it, but I know that a lot of people enjoy closure, so I thought it would be fun! I invented a new villain and a new ability and I found an excuse to drag some Guild members into it as well. Essentially, Ranpo reopens the case after the funeral and uses the strange behavior of Steinbeck to corner and catch the elusive ability user. I'm personally proud of the ability I created, so I'm going to keep it a secret for now.

📒*

Fandom: Toilet Bound Hanako-Kun

Ships: TeruKane (primary)

This one is actually based on a post that has since been deleted proposing the idea of a soulmate AU where the name of your soulmate is written on the inside of your book in the Four O'clock Library. I shook it up a bit and added the idea that if you read your soulmate's name, people will begin to forget they exist and you have to confess your love to them within a week or they will disappear from existence entirely. Akane didn't think it would be a problem to go and confirm his soulmate-- it's obviously Aoi-- only to discover a very different name written in his book. Knowing his time limit, he struggles to find a loophole in the curse that would help him avoid confessing a love he doesn't feel. In the meantime, people are slowly starting to forget who Teru Minamoto is, with Akane being the only one to remember, forcing them to spend even more time together. This one is going to have a happy ending, but it's going to be a really close call!

📔

Fandom: Robihachi

Ships: Robby/Hatchi (primary)

This is a sequel to Lovely that I've been playing around with. Someone expressed that they wanted to see how Robby's father would react to their situation and that got me thinking about it. In a misguided gesture of good faith, Hatchi's parents invite Robby's family up to the moon to help celebrate either his birthday or their first anniversary. Much to Robby's surprise, they agree to come, leaving him with an awkward mess of judgement to deal with until they leave. I still haven't decided how this will end, but I know it's going to be on either a positive or bittersweet note.

📘

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Ships: EraserMist (primary; may be romantic or platonic), Tomura/Touya (secondary)

Sequel to Purpose. Kurogiri and Tomura move in with that kind hero, Aizawa, after what happened in the alleyway. It takes a lot of getting used to, but it is leagues better than living out of a hotel. Kurogiri juggles working to obtain his hero license with raising Tomura (made easier with the new help) and investigates just why that hero seemed so familiar... Later on, when Tomura enters UA, he juggles making friends for the first time, proving his heroism despite his quirk, and a concerning new crush on the hot upperclassman.

📗

Fandom: Sk8 the Infinity

Ships: MatchaBlossom (primary), Renga (secondary), ShadOka (maybe)

This one is going to go through a week of after-hours visits at Sia la Luce. Each day, someone drops in while Joe is closing up, needing one thing or another. From relationship advice to a pleasant escape to pleas for forgiveness, Joe finds himself to be the center of all of their attention. It's just a collection of seven mini-stories that are all collected throughout the span of one week in-universe. Everyone is going to give Joe a visit for different reasons and I'm excited to see how it turns out!

📙*

Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs

Ships: Shin Soukoku (primary), Soukoku (secondary), more potentially TBA

A fantasy AU in which Fukuzawa and Mori are the kings of two rival kingdoms, Ada and the Port Kingdom (I'll probably change the names lol). Fukuzawa has no genetic heirs, but he had taken in a number of wards, one of which will be chosen to succeed him. Mori has two children, and the prince was born with a terrible curse that leaves his reputation soaked in blood. Atsushi, one of Fukuzawa's wards, is also cursed and feels that Prince Ryuunosuke is just like him; that he can be saved with some kindness and compassion. Despite being warned not to, he sneaks out and attends a ball intended to find the prince a suitor. While there, he unknowingly defends the prince from a number of attackers, which, while unnecessary, piques Ryuunosuke's interest. The two run away together, but wind up being sidetracked by an advancing enemy and wind up lost. Chuuya, a knight from the PK, is sent by Mori to go and find his son. Dazai, Atsushi's mentor and ward of Fukuzawa, is sent to go and locate the weretiger after he does not come to breakfast in the morning. Chuuya and Dazai run into each other while searching for their respective people, which leads to them teaming up to find them while Atsushi and Ryuunosuke are trying their hardest not to be found.

[thatsocialhermitoverthere]

Found one of my most favourite fics in bsd fandom has just up and vanished after returning after a long period of time and I’m still having trouble accepting it like why????? Who???? How???? Had Author not realised how beloved this fic had been????!? Is this Karma for not commenting on my love for it????? It can’t be gone right??? Right!?

Some part of me is convinced I haven’t searched my bookmarks and AO3 hard enough and that there is no possible way something so wonderful could have been deleted in any way. While the other part of me is calmly pointing out that if it still exists I should have managed to find it by now and I’m torn and holding back tears. Because if it’s really gone I can never experience it again. The general emotional tone of it, the melancholy, the idea of love never given the chance to be said, the Yosano narration, the things left behind the bonding between Dazai, Yosano and Kunikida. The bonding!!!!

(Anyway just in case someone might now where this wonderful work is at all I’ll try to recall everything I can.

So the fic is mostly Yosano pov and starts with an ADA job for searching the remnants of some kind of facility that the fic implies was involved in the experiments involving Chuuya. Yosano, Dazai and I think Kunikida go and search and don’t find much I think but Yosano does notice Dazai sneaking something probably a file onto himself and Yosano doesn’t comment on it because I think she was working on getting his trust?

The three afterwards go drinking and Dazai for once actually opens up slightly talking about love I think it was in response to seeing a couple. Kunikida huffs about them being inappropriate and Dazai says something that conveys the sentiment of how nice it is to be able to freely express love for someone and implies Soukoku referring to a man. Yosano gets it and we get a little flashback that implies lesbian Yosano. We get a mood that’s mourning love that never really had the chance to be expressed and Yosano and Dazai have a toast to it.

Some of the details might’ve gotten mixed up with another fic it’s been a while since I’ve read it. I’ve searched through the tags to do with the fifteen light novel among some searching through the Yosano and Kunikida character tags as well as the Character Study tags and my own bookmarks.)

In all likelihood it’s gone and I’ll never see it again but I’m still hoping for a chance that I’ll be able to read it again even if it might be in vain.

[soukoku-brainrot]

Soukoku celebrities AU

Yeah yeah, it’s probably nothing new but I’m adding to it anyway. It was originally a YouTuber au but that didn’t really make sense so here we are

Simply put, in this au, everyone knows of the Dazai-Chuuya situation (autocorrect’s a bitch) and quite frankly, it’d be more concerning if you were somehow unaware of it because it’s that well known.

They were both childhood actors and worked for the same agency for quite a while and their on screen presence was phenomenal. Though anyone who has ever worked with them would know that as amazing as they can act, when the camera isn’t rolling, they argue and bicker endlessly. They work well together and have a certain presence that can’t quite be described together and it’s hard to find it anywhere else and it’s part of what makes and performance and interaction they have on screen incredible but that doesn’t stop their bickering off screen. Most people who meet them together first question if they really are the same actors as the pair whose reputation speaks for itself. But then something happened, no one really knows what, there are a million and one rumours but the company hasn’t really confirmed anything and neither has Dazai or Chuuya. But all the media knows is that the two of them suddenly stopped working together entirely and Dazai transferred to another rival agency.

Bla bla bla, more things happen, they get social media accounts, both go out of their way to bicker over social media because for some reason that’s a priority? And everyone knows about it. Their “sessions” always send their fans crazy. (And can you blame them?) Kunikida always complains about Dazai doing it but every time one of their sessions occur, well, it’s good for the agency business wise so he honestly can’t say that much about it and same with Chuuya’s side. They’re reminded to not overdo it though but anyway, well, they’re generally left alone with their sessions.

Quite predictably, there are people who ship them. There are also fics written about them. Both are horrified when they first find out and their reactions are everything.

Anyway, onto the actual plot because yes, surprisingly I started writing this with an actual plan in mind so here we go. It’s a little like the fox-Disney situation and another company acquires rights of a show based off a series of novels and this company also owns the currently unnamed port mafia agency and the also currently unnamed ADA agency. It’s a pretty big company that took over the two agencies but it’s a deal that benefits all of them and they don’t really have to change all that much either and all’s good.

Then, auditions for the show go up. It’s a pretty big deal and it’ll be a big step for anyone who manages to lend the role. So obviously most of them would go for the auditions. Including Dazai and he posts about it and out of sheer pettiness, Chuuya decides to audition for the same role. Time rolls on and the roles are eventually decided and turns out Dazai got the role, the directors thought Chuuya would be better fitted for the love rival.

It’s the first time they’ve had to work together in years and obviously the both of them have their multiple complaints but well, the company technically owns them and in this case they don’t really have a choice either cause everyone is going crazy over who will get the role so they decided to give them both roles in the show and it’d be highly beneficial to both their careers to listen and just suck it up so well, very reluctantly, they do.

The show requires them to travel overseas too so again, no choice and off they go to some far away land to do filming. They dive right back into acting like nothing ever happened and they work together just as well as they did before, it’s amazing honestly. They continue being their usual bickering selves and one of their co actors filmed one of those sessions and posted it online with a caption of “yeah, this is what I have to deal with every single day on set” and there are a couple of comments that go along the lines of “they should kiss already” and “they’re not fooling anyone” and both of them comment on the post too which ends up in another squabble.

Anyway, they continue posting updates on the filming and what not and the other always comments and they almost always reference what happened on set and it’s basically a never ending cycle.

They continue with their bickering as usual but after a certain point, they admit (internally) that yes, they’ve actually missed the other. Neither of them are willing to actually admit it out loud, jokingly tease the other about “aww, Chuuya, did you actually miss me? Come on admit it already! You missed me, didn’t you?” Yeah sure but actually seriously say it, nope. Not there yet. Everyone is confused about their relationship because they tease each other like friends, bicker and argue like enemies and there’s a certain ...atmosphere that can’t quite be described ;)

But they do start going out for lunch or dinner after filming willingly though it started out in a very them way where they act like it’s not a big deal and just for their convenience but eventually, they come to admit that their time spent outside of filming means a lot to them too. (I’ve thought of a scene where fans find them having their dinner and after spending way too long there, they sorta sneak out together and with each other’s help)

Anyway, it’s like slow relationship developments, more fans speculating if they’re secretly dating and them eventually coming to the realisation that they like each other. Though that happens at the end of the filming, when they’re almost done and despite the fact that they’ll probably have a season two, they’re both a little scared about what will happen to them when they return back home, if they’ll reverse back to the old them and what they’ll do from there, bla bla bla, point is, neither of them confess.

They return back home and return to their individual sides of the company and neither of them really talk after that either, the show debuts with no problem and it’s amazingly received. Then, Dazai finally watches the first episode after putting it off for a long time and realised how much he’ll miss Chuuya and impulsively posts a photo of either a selfie they took together during the filming or a selfie of himself in front of his tv paused at a scene with the two of them with the additional caption of “as much as I hate this, I’ll admit, you’re like fungus, you’ve grown on me and I’ll actually miss filming with you”

Then Chuuya comes by his literal door and demands for a clarification on what he meant by that. Dazai takes a sorta step I guess and “exactly what it says. I will miss filming with you. Won’t you?” Comes out. The last part comes out more seriously than it should have but it sends Chuuya into a sorta silence and he reluctantly admits that yes, he would miss him, it snowballs into a confession and they get together and Chuuya sleeps over. And the internet finds out when Chuuya comments on one of Dazai’s posts saying how idiotic it is and Dazai goes on with a “maybe. But you’re still with me, aren’t you” and it’s responded with a “fuck you” and a kiss because well, they were both lying in bed when that interaction happened. The internet crashes.

(Not proof read, I really need to go to sleep soon, I don’t know what I was doing with this but here we are now)

[tryingtofeelanything]

Soukoku Hogwarts AU headcanons

That’s something I’ve wanted to write into a fic for months now but never found the chance to until now. But there suddenly was a rush of Hogwarts AU in Twitter and that got me so inspired-- So, as I still can’t right a fic, here are some headcanons for now ! Since there seems to be a big consensus about it, Dazai is a Slytherin and Chuuya a Gryffindor. Also, it would have made more sense if they were in the Japanese wizard school but uh, where is the fun if it’s not Hogwarts ? Last note : I’ve only read the French translation of the books (so far !), so I might get some names wrong and I’m sorry if I do. Actual last note : I might do another set for this AU in the future because it awakens the old Harry Potter fan in me and it gives me so many ideas !

They’re definitely known as Hogwarts’ most feared rivals in history. Old rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin is a joke compared to Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya.

Dazai is, of course, a brilliant, but very lazy student. He just has two weaknesses : broomsticks (he’s not good at handling them) and potions (potion classes are mostly a way to find new ways to embrace death...). Also, for those two ones, he might also be a bit... well, clumsy if you look close enough.

Chuuya is a pretty good student too even though, sometimes, the only reason for his hard work is his desire to finally get a better score than Dazai in just one subject.

There is a real problem with Chuuya that no one manages to solve. The problem is not exactly that he is really hot-headed, everyone has their own temperament but... everyone would almost be relieved if he ever caused magical duels, because that’d mean he’d finally give up on punching and kicking people when he gets into a fight. Wizards fight with their wands, not their fists, can’t someone make him understand that ???

Dazai knows every passwords for every common rooms and there is nothing one can do about it. Although he mostly uses this knowledge to snick in Chuuya’s dormitory in the middle of the night.

Chuuya is, of course, Gryffindor’s Seeker. He’s so perfectly made for it (well, he’s super flexible and... well... small... so that he can... snake in and out everything... don’t tell him though) that he got an exception and could join Gryffindor’s team in first year.

Non-verbal spells are supposed to be taught in sixth year. Dazai could use them by fourth year. Or at least that’s when people started to notice. It’s a real problem.

They may know every, or almost every, secret places in Hogwarts. If both Dazai and Chuuya ever come to morning classes with deep dark rings under their eyes, you can be sure they’ve been sneaking in Hogwarts corridors all night long. “But I thought they hated each other ?”, a naive soul from first year may ask in their first month at Hogwarts.

They both can see Thestrals. No one knows or ever dared to ask exactly the reason why.

Insistent rumors say that Dazai is pretty familiar with dark arts. And that his bandages may hide some... sign of bad “allegiance”.

Of course Chuuya’s wand is made of dragon heartstrings.

And, of course, Dazai sleeps with his favorite book titled "The Guide for a Perfect Magical Suicide” or something along the same lines.

Bonus :

Dazai actually being into some Dark art groups, like Death Eaters or something, and changing sides after Oda’s death anyone ???

And Dazai breaking his wand himself after Oda’s death and getting a new one, its core being a unicorn hair ???

+ One NSFW :

Dazai knows a lot about Hogwarts. More than all of his professors maybe. And he’s quite sure he’s the first Slytherin who’s ever fucked a Gryffindor in a Gryffindor dormitory on their 7th year. It’s sad this victory cannot be made public... for now.

[lovingnikiforov]

Soukoku bodyguard au for the prompts if you’d like.

There was a lot one could overhear when walking five steps behind the heir to the throne. Snippets of confidential information floated back to Chuuya’s ears more often than not: he knew secrets that could bring the entire government to its knees if he deigned to share them. Being the personal bodyguard to the prince was a privilege, an honor bestowed upon only the best fighter the country had to offer.

Chuuya took to reminding himself of that whenever the prince got a little too…annoying.

Despite being five steps behind, meant to fade into the background of the royal’s day-to-day life, Chuuya found himself the subject of intelligent brown eyes more often than he ever might have dreamed, more often than was proper.

The prince had a reputation for being a shrewd politician, for a wicked tongue and clever ideas befitting a future king. It was these facts that made Chuuya feel like he was constantly being tested whenever the prince managed to sneak from his chambers in the middle of the night, or dodge patrols in the palace corridor to hide in one of the dozens of seldom used rooms in the castle.

Chuuya was always the one to find him, trying not to react to the way the prince’s lips would curl into a smirk at the sight of his frustrated bodyguard. Some nights Chuuya was forced to keep the prince company as he strolled through the gardens or read his way through books in the library. Other nights he could usher his charge back to proper safety, ignoring the sly comments the prince would make as they walked through the corridors.

He never quite knew what he was in store for when it came to that man. So, when Chuuya managed to find the prince leaning near the window in an unused sitting room, he steeled himself for whatever comment had brown eyes glinting with amusement.

“Really, Chuuya,” his name always rolled from the prince’s lips, holding a secret that Chuuya wasn’t sure he wanted to learn, “who is going to hurt me inside my own home?”

“Your highness, it is my duty to make sure you are safe and it is by the king’s orders that you maintain a bodyguard at all times.”

The prince tilted his head, “how many times do I have to tell you to call me by my name when we’re alone.”

“As many times as I reply that it isn’t proper.”

“Propriety is so dull.” The prince sighed, “I suppose next you’ll be telling me that it’s improper to kiss my bodyguard.”

Chuuya’s breath hitched and he scowled, “please save your jokes for another time, highness.”

“Dazai.” He corrected, pushing himself away from the window and stepping forward, closing the space between them. “I’m not joking.”

Chuuya felt like his words were caught in his throat as the prince stalked forward, eyes raking down his body as if cataloging every detail. He wasn’t entirely sure that it wasn’t all a dream until slender fingers reached out, brushing underneath his chin and applying just enough pressure to have his face tilting upwards.

“Dazai,” it was the first time Chuuya said his name out loud, “please, don’t toy with me.”

“I assure you, Chuuya, I don’t think I’ve ever been quite so serious about a kiss in  my life.”

[thatstraygurl]

Hc's? You want interesting hc's? *pulls paper from trenchcoat pocket and gives to you* There you go. Soukoku going shopping together at clothing stores. May I also suggest them giving each other full control of what they will wear or trying to "teach this badly dressed loser some fashion sense"?

Brilliant idea!~

*Chuuya didn’t know why he agreed to this, but it was probably the only way he was going to get Dazai to go shopping with him.

*Dazai hated shopping,especially with Chuuya. Hours upon hours at various stores just made him antsy and bored. But oh boy did he come up with an interesting idea. 

*If Chuuya wanted to drag him out of the house then he had to agree to let him pick out some outfits for him.

*Chuuya smelled trouble. Dazai had ZERO fashion sense. Oh, here was an idea. If Dazai got to dress him then he should be able to pick out something for Dazai. Time to teach this loser a thing or two.

*Chuuya could have screamed when he saw the shit Dazai picked out for him.

*”What the fuck is this?!”

* “Isn’t it cute?” Dazai held up the ugly, bland, brownish-grey sweater.

*Chuuya felt his stomach churn as a wicked smile spread across his face.

*Dazai ended up with too many hats to carry, some scarfs, a flashy coat that he wouldn’t be caught dead wearing and some sparky shit that he was still gaping at.

* “I wouldn’t even wear this if someone promised to shoot me.” Dazai murmured as Chuuya plopped a fedora on his head.

*Dazai decided to be a smartass and sneak some lingerie into the dressing room.

*Chuuya glanced at the sexy set of women’s panties, then at Dazai, then back at the garments. “Eh. I don’t hate it.”

*So many something good had come out of this train wreck.

*That was the only thing they ended up buying. 

[txintedsorrow]

Leave The Soul Alone.

Soukoku Week.

Day 3 : Historical AU.

AO3

Summary:  Shouwa Genroku Rakugo Shinjuu AU He was fit to become a performer. To be on a stage all alone, becoming multiple people at once. Changing his intentions in the flicker of an eye, reciting stories that people loved for centuries. He was born to become a storyteller, hiding himself behind carefully planned lines and reactions to everything around him. Through the 1930's until the World War 2, they keep on telling their stories, waiting for the Shinigami.

Hello everybody! A few notes so the story will be understood with more ease.

This is an AU based on Shouwa Genroku Rakugo Shinjuu. Rakugo is a form of storytelling in Japan, where a storyteller has to act several characters on stage, sitting on a mat on his knee, with only a small fan by his side, sometimes a candle as well to set the atmosphere. The stories they tell are usually funny but some very dark ones exist as well. The zenza is the lowest position you can have as a performer, later on you become a futatsume and lastly a shin’uchi which basically is like a Master of the art.

At some part of the story, I have a link to an actual performance, please watch it if possible so you will get how amazing it is!

Well I hope you will enjoy this!!

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Year: 1929

When they first met, it was autumn. The brown leaves danced across his feet, as cold brown eyes took in the sight in front of them. The House of a Rakugo Master. His family had a connection with the arts for generations, so they decided to sent their youngest son to learn under a Master. Everyone had realized that Shuuji’s words had something magical in them, that made you pause and listen.  The ones around him had no idea what a dark place his mind was. He was far too observant, picking up little reactions, knowing just the right words to say. He made people laugh, because laughter allowed people to relax and let their guard down.

He was fit to become a performer. To be on a stage all alone, becoming multiple people at once. Changing his intentions in the flicker of an eye, reciting stories that people loved for centuries. He was born to become a storyteller, hiding himself behind carefully planned lines and reactions to everything around him.

Shuuji felt the hand of his father resting on his shoulder before he entered his new home. It was the start of another life. He inhaled sharply, before he opened the door to the garden. It was quite large just not as the one they had in his previous home. Chocolate eyes widen as he sees a single figure sitting underneath the red maple leaves dressed in a red kimono. His breath caught in his throat, as the other’s fiery orange hair was caressed by the wind. Etheral. That was what this sight seemed to his eyes. He had never seen such a striking colour. Without realizing it, he was moving forward hoping to reach out and see if it was real or just a fragment of his imagination. He stepped on the fallen leaves and that was when their gazes met. Light blue bore into brown, as he finally could see the one that had mesmorized him.

“You must be the new student.” It takes a bit until the words get registered into his mind and that is when he realies that the sight before him is indeed real.

“Beautiful.” he murmurs under his breath.

“Huh? Did you say something, newcomer?” Shuuji shakes his head in response and suddenly the other one is standing in front of him. He is petite with blue eyes staring at him curiously, but his every move is filled with grace.

“No, it’s nothing. My name is Shuuji...who are you?” the other smiles at him widely.

“I am Chuuya and the Master’s oldest student. So in short your senpai.” Shuuji blinks once. Ah. A guy. This feeling he had before should have disappeared but it didn’t. He whistled.

“Well, what is short here is you though.” he can’t help but respoind with a small grin.

“HUH?! What did you say?!” Chuuya’s voice turned into a shrill and the boy couldn’t help but laugh. Ah. This would be interesting.

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In the end, they had to share a room. Shuuji stared into the thin celeling , lost in his thoughts. The sound from his left made him turn his attention to the boy sleeping next to him. Chuuya. Chuuya who moved with grace, Chuuya whose reactions were always so genuine, he had something captivating about him. He hummed as he reached out to run his fingers across that long red hair thinking about what he had learned.

Chuuya was apparently going to be a dancer, but his family lost their fortune in an incident, being unable to continue their career any lnger, they begged the Master to take him in, so the theater’s lights could still shine on him. He was glad, they had. Otherwise, they would hadn;t met in their lifetimes.

Rakugo was hard, but having someone to practice with  was fun, having someone to listen to him as he acted out was fun. He loved making Chuuya laugh, but in reality, he enjoyed the darker stories much more. They would challenge each other and perform in front of Master to see who was better. Whoever would win would get the dessert on that day or force the other to buy him something. Once, when Chuuya had won, he had used Dazai’s money to buy a hat, like the ones the adults wore. Dazai prefered their usual outfits, those foreign ones didn’t catch his interest, but Chuuya was in love with it, he would wear it even at night, it actually got annoying. He almost burned it once. Sadly Chuuya chose to return at that moment so his plan was ruined.

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Year: 1937

Chuuya got to act in a theater first. Shuuji observed him carefully. Not many people were there to see a simple zenza. However his friend was performing even better than how he did at home. His eyes were shining much more. Ah, Chuuya loved to perform in front of an audience, the sound of their laughter would make his hands behind his sleeves turn into fists of satisfaction. Truly. The stage was where he belonged.

Shuuji’s turn didn’t come much later, his piece was a story of a trickster who took advantage of people around him. Blue eyes watched mezmorized as the teen changed his expression into a smug one holding the fan open with his left hand.

“It is I! The one you were after all along, but now it’;s too late!” his voice echoed clearly in the small theater. A few weeks later they were upgraded to futatsume’s. They received new names as well. It was huge honour. On the following weekend, after they had finished with all the ceremones and pratices, the brunet had a plan.

“Hey, Chuuya, let's go out to celebrate!” Shuuji had said smilling widely as he tagged the other teen through the busy streets of Kyoto, beautiful ladies dressed in kimono were chatting to theirselves as they ran through the crowd. The red laterns lit up their path, cherry blossom petals followed their every step.

“Hey, Shuuji! Where are we going?!” the red haired managed to ask as they reached yet another street.

“My name is Dazai now, remember, Chuuya?~” he drawled out his name dragging out the vowels in a teasing tone as his eyes shone with mischief. Chuuya rolled his eyes.

“Whatever, idiot Dazai! Answer to my question!” he demanded, getting free of the other’s hold and punching his shooulder.

“Ow!  Chuuya your name should had been changed into mean!” Dazai whined as he rubbed his arms “Truly, you are so impatient! We are really close!”

“This better be worth it, idiot.”

“Don’t you trust me?” Dazai faked a gasp looking at his best friend with shock in his eyes which made the poor guy shake his head.

“Of course not, now let’s just finish this game of tag already.” and with that he started walking forward. Dazai smirked.

“Chuuya, it’s on the other side!~” he pointed out cheerfully, loving how the tips of his ears turned red. Heh, cute~ Chuuya ran back to where Dazai was standing with a frustated expression on his face and that beautiful crimson across his cheeks, as the brunet gave him a smug look.

“I knew that!” he exclaimed glaring at the other futatsume, who hummed rather pleased.

“Sure you did~” soon they reached their destination. Chuuya raised an eyebrow. A bar? They were still 16 , could they even drink? Dazai grinned at him, motioning to him to come closer.

“It’s fine, as long you pay and they have food too, Chuuya, no need to order anything like that anyway~ We can have food and some tea if you prefer that~” his companion frowned slightly “Or maybe you are scared?” the brunet added using his last restort, his hands sneaking to throw an arm across his head, so his breath would settle just on his ear.

“What would I be scared of?” Chuuya tried to seem unfazed for now, but Dazai knew his habits like the back of his hand having growing up with him for so long, when Chuuya was nervous, he would grab onto his right sleeve and roll it betwteen his fingers. Something, he was doing just now. Dazai leaned clsoer making it sure, that his friend could feel the smirk on his voice.

“That you will lose to me. Are you up for a challenge, Chuuya? Or will you run away, hm?” Dazai asked in a darker tone and that was when he was grabbed by the hair and moved forward so Chuuya’s lips were just above his ear.

“Bring it on.” the growl just right to his ear made a shiver run down his spine and something darker shine in his eyes.

“Just what I wanted to hear!” and with that pulled back “Now, let’s do this!” they entered the shop. They ordered food first, as Dazai insisted that they shouldn't do this with an empty stomach, they needed to be able to walk back after all. When the drinks first came, Dazai didn’t hesitate at all and took a few sips. However that was not the case for his friend.Chuuya looked at his own cup with an expression of incredible focus and ferocity that  made his partner laugh.

“Chuuya, it won’t kill you or anything~ Really, you must be so scared~” Dazai coaxed him as he tapped his fingers against the wooden table. Dark blue eyes turned to stare at him with a flame so strong that his breath almost hitched in his throat. Chuuya lifted his cup.

“Watch me.”  and downed it in making Dazai stare in shock before he laughed at the other’s idiocy.

“Sure you can handle that, Chuuya?~”

“SHUT UP!” he exclaimed loudly “This is nothing!” and with that he filled his cup again “This burn is nothing! Huh, like I would lose!” and with that he gulped it all down,tasting the sake on his tongue. Dazai shook his head and drank a bit from his own cup.

“If you say so~” it wasn’t much later that Chuuya was slurring against his ear and shouting loudly in the shop that the pair had to excuse theirselves. Chuuya leaned on Dazai so he would be able to walk.

“See, Chuuya, you were so easy. Makes sense, nobody drinks like that on the first time.” the storyteller muttered under his breath as they crossed the bridge. It was late now, so less people were around.

“Shuuuut upp.” was the only response he got. Thankfully, their home wasn’t too far from there. Dazai opened the door and dragged Chuuya into their shared room.

“There we go.” he basically threw him across the futon, before letting  a sound of relief. He hoped the red haired would just fall asleep now, but as he was ready to leave to grab something, he was pulled down harshly by his right hand, so he landed on the futon next to Chuuya with a groan of pain.

“What was that for?” he questioned turning to stare at Chuuya who was taking off his outer kimono, slowly. Maybe it was the alcohol in his system, but the sight of him  undressing slowly under the moonlight made his heart twist.

“I won.” Chuuya said simply as he leaned forward “It’s hot so I am taking this off. I want to get my prize.” he added with his eyes clouded as his gaze buried into the other’s form.

“Well, you didn't really win but whatever, what is it that you want?” Chuuya paused llooking to the side flustered making Dazai raise an eyebrow “So?” Chuuya murmured something under his breath but  he couldn’t hear it.

“Huh?” Say it louder.”

Chuuya just growled and pulled him forward clashing his lips against Dazai’s. Brown eyes became open wide as hands reached to tug his hair applying force. He felt unable to breathe, his hands stayed motionless on his side as Chuuya sucked out the oxygen out of his body. When he pulled away, a trace of saliva connected their lips. Their breaths came out in loud pants.

“Shuuji.” his true name being whispered hotly right after what just happened, really wasn’t good for his health. But when did Dazai care about his health anyway? He wanted to hear it again. Chuuya looked so beautiful right now.

“Yes?” his voice came out slightly hoarse. He felt heat suffoating him. The alcohol. Yeah. Totally the alcohol. The other licked his lips before he spoke.

“Kiss me again.” he moaned softly leaning forward.

Fuck.

Dazai no longer cared, if it was the alcohol or if the attraction he always had towards Chuuya,  all he wanted to do was kiss him until he left him breathless. He pushed him against the futon caging his smaller body with his arms, loving the surprised gasp that left his target. His gaze darkened.

“As you wish, Chuuya.” instead of kissing him on the lips, he aimed for somethimg more risky. He had no experience whatsoever but, he knew that Chuuya’s neck was sensitive and that he hated other’s touching it. He let his breath ghost all over it before kissing it. The sound that Chuuya made to his actions was heaven to his ears, as he sucked on it more.

“Fuck.” this time it was Chuuya who let out a curse in the midst of pleasure.That was when Dazai realized that this would be his demise. But well, it was a good way to go. Burning this sight into his memory. Of Chuuya’s pale neck being decorated by marks he made, of how wide his eyes were, of how much fucking wrecked he looked. Dazai didn’t care, if he would go to hell at the moment, as long as he had this.

Since that night, their relationship changed. They kept it hidden from everyone else, only when they were alone, their true feelings would show. They said their first words of love a few days later, Chuuya in an embarassed murmur as he slept on Dazai’s side and Dazai while playing with his hair as he fell asleep. They continued to practice hard every day and apppear at local theaters, now as futatsumes they had more costumers waiting to see them act. It was rather satisfying. The seats would be almost full in both cases. It sure was a satisfying sight.

-

Year: 1939.

Dazai had been wanting to find more works to cover, as he chatted with other fellow storytellers, the name Shinigami caught his attention. It was a story about how a doctor who always seeked money, one day a shinigami appeared in front of him. It sounded more like his type of story, the chilling ones were always his favourites. He decided to try it out.

As he crossed the busy streets of Kyoto, he could feel the uneasiness in the air. His own gaze turned colder as he read one of the newspapers that were handed to him. The wheels were turning. War was starting. The alliance that had been done with Germany since a few years ago was finally set into motion. Japan would plunder and take more territories. Expanding its power, so everyone would bow their heads to them.

Dazai threw the newspaper away as he noticed a familiar hat standing nearby  a shop. Chuuya had taken the job of a waiter so they could get a slightly bigger apartment, Dazai had teased him about how he looked on the unifrom countless of times, but Chuuya enjoyed the dress up. Of course, Dazai had invited himself to the restaurant more than once just to annoy his lover. This time however he knew that his shift was over.

“Hey.” he called out as he let a gentle smile appear across his face. Chuuya smiled at him but his was much more forced. They walked back together.

“Hey.” Chuuya hummed back wanting to do nothing but rest in his lover’s arms “I heard some stuff on the shop...will we be alright?” the worry was crystal clear and it made sense. The sense of doom was slowly approaching.

“We will just do what we do best.” Dazai assured him “Perform.” Blue eyes rested on his form, hesitantly interwining their fingers as they reached their papartment.

“You are right.” he agreed in a soft voice before grinning “Let’s see who will become a shuuinichi first.”

“Oh Chuuya, of course it will be me. I have an ace up my sleeve.” that caught his interest and shortly he raised his eyebrow.

“Oh?”  Dazai smirked.

“Its a secret.”

“Bastard.”

“You know you love me~” and with that he wrapped his arms around Chuuya’s form, inhaling his scent of cigarette and rose. A muffled idiot was heard but it only made him grin wider.

“I am your idiot though~”

“Oh, shut up you sap.”

Chuuya soon couldn’t take it anymore, after a day of hard work, he fell asleep in Dazai’s arms. Fingers run through his hair in soothing motions as the night came.

-

Year: 1940

War finally broke out. Orders were sent out. Even the performers were affected. Some would be sent to entertain the soldiers. Chuuya was chosen as well. Dazai had insited to go with him, but his own post was on Tokyo to ease the civilians. Chuuya was needed to make soldiers laugh so they can hold ou t a bit more. He would be sent to Manchuria. That night, they had a fight but soon they found themselves returning to each other.

“Hey, Chuuya.’ Dazai said as the night sky was covered with clouds hiding the moon from their eyes.

“Hm?”

“Promise me that you will come back.”  its a uiet murmur and Dazai doesn’t look at him in the eye.

“Dazai...”

“We still haven’t become shuunichis, haven’t we? You need to be here to celebrate with me when I win, so...promise me you will do that.” Chuuya le out a sigh, hiding his eyes with the outer side of his palm, trying to hold back the tears,.

“You are an idiot...” the usual insult was said in a slightly choked tone, because he knew like Dazai did, that war was cruel and would take away lives without any mercy “I...promise..”

A few days later Chuuya left. It left an emptiness in Dazai’s chest, unable to hold back the terrible unease he had, he kept performing and memorii zing scripts. Letters would arrive from Chuuya every few months.  

Year: 1943

It was a snowy winter night in Tokyo. The war was cruel, he needed to do his best and entertain costumers as much as he could. He walked into the stage his footsteps being followed by the sound of Koto playing and people clapping. It was mostly elders as well as women and children. Men were sent to fight after all. Dazai smiled at the audience before sitting down on the small mat. Next to him was a candle and a small fan. The candle’s flame was dim but he didn’t notice yet.

“Ah, hello there. Thank you for coming on such a cold winter night.” he said before standing up. His eyes stared into the audience as he started reciting.

“Overtime things fall in and out of fashion, yet the world of the gods never changes.” he took off his coat, making his voice sound hostile as everything began. It was the story of a Shinigami. (Perforamance)

The story unfolded slowly and a darkness was surrounding Dazai slowly. All he could see was the light of the candle. It represented the human life, the shinigami laughed in his mind as he tried to make the flame stay alive. It was futile.

“It’s going out, your life will disappear.”

“SHUT UP!”

The light trembled and a wide grin spread across his face as it died out. He was left alone in the abyss.

“See....it went out...” he drawled out slowly his voice turning daker and hoarse. The crowd errupted in cheers amazed by the perfomance. Dazai wore his smile again, his first mask before bowing his head again. He went home feeling empty and dead inside, he needed to remain alive for Chuuya’s sake if anything. He wished the Shinigami would just leave him alone. That night, his dreams showed the crashing waves taking his body away, until it had all faded away.

A letter arrived on his doorstep that very morning.He rushed out and teared the letter open, agonizing unable to hold back any longer. It had been months since he had received a letter from Chuuya. He was so relieved, he could almost start crying now.

The file fell from his hands and his knees were too weak to hold him with a thud he found himself lying on the floor, still clutching onto the paper so hard it almost started getting teared up apart.

“Nakahara Chuuya was killed in the last bombing of December.”

“That can’t be true.” denial washed over him as the smilling face of his lover appeared o n his mind, replaced by a lifeless corpse with a hole across his chest.

“Shinigami.” he uttered out in shock  he tried to stop the twars from falling, he couldn’t breathe.  “Shinigami, why did you take him?! Why didn’t you take me instead?!”

Dazai laughed as he hid his face with his hands.

“Ah....that’s right....Chuuya...we promised woe would be always together, didn’t we?” with each step he took he was getting closer to the balcony, the house he was staying had a view over to the river. Brown eyes stared down without any emotion in them.

“Let me be with him, Shinigami. Let me rest in his arms.” He stood on top of the balcony, before letting the water swallow him whole.

Chuuya....I will find you...even in death.

The end.