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"Perhaps Dazai joked. Perhaps Dazai spoke. Perhaps he meant that within the bottom of his whole heart. That in which pulses out his chest the same exact moment his fingers strikes a chord. Perhaps Dazai just said it bluntly, who really cares about it, who really cares about what happened."

"The two met duo sat there together in a prolong case of shared silence only for the guitar notes to break until the sun rose in glazing heat and coated warmth. And that's all that matters."

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please read this if you have the time

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Rating:

Not Rated

Archive Warning:

Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category:

M/M

Fandoms:

文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs

EPIC - Jorge Rivera-Herrans (Albums)

Relationships:

Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Minor or Background Relationship(s)

Characters:

Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Miyazawa Kenji (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Higuchi Ichiyou (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Tachihara Michizou (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Akutagawa Gin

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Hirotsu Ryuurou (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Shirase (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Kajii Motojirou (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Yumeno Kyuusaku | Q (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Arahabaki (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Other Character Tags to Be Added

Additional Tags:

Alternate Universe - EPIC: The Musical Fusion

Nakahara Chuuya Needs a Hug (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Nakahara Chuuya Needs Therapy (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Homesickness

Gay

Author Is Sleep Deprived

I'm Bad At Tagging

Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Angst?

Idk what i'm doing

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..... woah strike the painful vein first thing in Morning

WHAT WOULD GOD THINK???!!! ❣️🌡️

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rotten 🍅🍋

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but if i had to perish twice - 5.5k

Akutagawa Ryunnosuke was no stranger to death. Unlike most, he had walked hand in hand with death his entire life. Watched it take his friends in the cold of the night. Witnessed it at the bloody end of his blades. Felt the rot of it growing within his own lungs. For every step he had taken in life, death had not been far behind.

Even more than that, Akutagawa knew what it felt like to die. He remembered it. The blistering heat, the scorched air, the blazing wall of flames that scattered him into the darkness as ash on the wind.

A very 55 Minutes take on chapter 88

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Ten duel commandments

“Damn it…”Dazai muttered as he looked at Nathaniel swinging himself away into the distance

Well,at least he got his suspicions confirmed.Shame he wasn’t entirely right,with the man pursuing him not being Dostoyevsky himself,but he kinda half expected that anyway.

He turned towards Kōyo and Kyouka who were sitting on the couch In Fitzgerald’s office,exhausted,weapons held loosely in their hands.

“Well,thanks for the help,ladies.” “Dazai…Where are they?”Kōyo asked “Huh?” “Our bosses.Shouldn’t you be with them?” “Oh right.I lost them.”

The two blinked at him.Kyouka scooted a bit away from Kōyo as the woman gawked.

“You what!?” “Oh sorry,my bad.I mean temporarily misplaced them.” “How do you lose two adult men!?”

Dazai fluttered his eyelashes at her as he dropped the gun he stole out of Francis’s desk earlier,giving her a shrug.

“They simply wandered off and I couldn’t catch up.” “…Are you trying to make me stab you?” “Don’t try it.”Kyouka said coldly Kōyo briefly turned towards her,the two holding eye contact for a moment,before Kōyo slumped in her seat,turning back to Dazai.

She placed her katana on the table with a sigh.

“Do you at least know where they are?Have a hint?”

Dazai sat himself down on Fitzgerald’s desk and turned to look at the door.

“Nah,but he might.”he said,pointing at it

Kōyo and Kyouka turned in the same direction,the three coming face to face with the Guild’s former leader.Fitzgerald briefly looked over the scene,impressively managing to not drop the cat in his arms.

Kyouka turned her head slightly towards Dazai,face lightly alarmed.

“Isn’t that Haruno’s cat?” “So this one’s yours.I thought I recognized it from somewhere.”Fitzgerald noted casually,dropping it

The cat landed on it’s feet with a distressed meow,scurrying over into Kyouka’s lap before promptly vomiting a small piece of tuna into it

“I’ll pay for the dry cleaning.And detective…I leave you to wait for 15 minutes and you ransack my office?” “It wasn’t my fault.If you’re looking for anyone to bill,take it up with Mr Hawthorne.If he comes back here.”

The magnate raised a brow,a bemused smile colouring his face.

“Nathaniel’s still in this city is he?What does he have against you?If anything,isn’t miss Ozaki the one to have a problem with?Considering what her colleague did to Margaret.”

Kōyou glared at him for a moment,before she stood up and took hold of Dazai’s shoulder.

“Do you have a plan?” Dazai scoffed,as if the idea of the opposite was the funniest joke ever told.Kōyo looked him up and down,lips tightening before she turned back to Kyouka.She pulled out a small handkerchief and put it next to her young former colleague,quickly telling her she’ll meet her downstairs.

With that gesture,she turned on heel,brushing against Fitzgerald on her way out.Dazai grinned and got off the table.

“Yes,he’s still here and under the demon of the North’s command,no less.” “No wonder that pest was able to rob us blind.So…I assume that you want something from me?” “Find him.” “Dostoyevsky?” “Mhh.With your “eyes of God” it shouldn’t be too difficult.”

Fitzgerald smirked.

“I do hate people stealing my money.Would you like me to find your bosses as well while you’re using me as your errand boy?” “That won’t be necessary.”Kyouka interjected

The two men turned to look at her.The small tuna rested on her lap was now ripped open,the girl holding a small ziplock bag with a USB inside.

“Kyouka have I ever told you how glad I am that you work for us now?” She scrunched her face briefly.

“No.” “I’ll make a point to do it more often then.”he said taking the baggie from her”Is there any computer I can put this into?” “We have a handful of offices downstairs.Take your pick.” Dazai tossed the USB in the air and caught it.

“Thank you very much.”

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“Katai!”Kunikida exclaimed rushing into his friend’s apartment,Atsushi,Akutagawa and Tachihara in toe

Atsushi peaked over his shoulder only to be faced with an empty bed.He came to stand beside Kunikida,worry settling in his chest

“That’s weird…Yoshiko’s still here.Would he ever leave-“ “No,never…Something’s wrong here…” “Yoshiko?Is that his wife?”Akutagawa asked “No,that’s his futon.”

Tachihara snorted.

“That’s pathetic.” “Didn’t you name your guns when you first came to us in the mafia?” “That’s-“

Kunikida and Atsushi turned towards the two,confused as to why Tachihara seemingly cut himself off.

The red head moved towards the nearly wall and kicked it hard,breaking it in the process.Akutagawa and Atsushi turned to Kunikida expecting the man to scold him,but he simply went where Tachihara was and pulled out-

“A hidden camera!?”Atsushi and Akutagawa exclaimed in unison “How did you guess the entire room was under surveillance?”Kunikida asked

Tachihara shrugged.

“What can I say?It’s a gift.” “Right…Let’s check it out.”

The four of them huddled around one of the computers and after a few moments,a video of the very room they were in filled the screen.Katai was there,under Yoshiko and working hurriedly on his laptop,face scrunched in concentration.

They heard the sliding door come open and Atsushi tensed.There stood a man with greasy black hair and purple tired eyes.

Fyodor.Atsushi didn’t know how he knew,but he felt it.He felt it in his bones.

Fyodor took out a gun and then…

Shot after shot after shot fired into Katai’s back.Kunikida ripped Yoshiko off the matress and sure enough…

Blood.Katai’s dead… Atsushi reached for his colleague’s shoulder,Kunikida’s lips tight and frame tense.He looked away from him and caught something strange out of the corner of his eye.

Akutagawa and Tachihara were kneeling on the matress staring at the blood in deep thought.And then Akutagawa licked his finger and ran it across the blood.

“Akutagawa,what the hell!?”

Not paying Atsushi any mind,he put the finger back into his mouth and blinked as he took it out.

“This is fake blood.” “What?” “It’s just some coloured corn and chocolate syrup.They use this for blood in theater.” “How do you…Why do you know that?”

Atsushi thought he saw Akutagawa’s cheeks redden before he looked away,but decided to dismiss it as a hallucination.

“People can have hobbies.” “You’re totally embarrassing us,man.” “Shut up,Tachihara.”

Atsushi heard Kunikida scoff behind him.He turned,seeing his senior holding a key.

“Kunikida?” “Katai is fine.And I think I might know just who got him out of here.” “Hmm?” “Natsume Sōseki.” “…Who?”Atsushi asked

Akutagawa sighed.

“God…You really are a fool.”he said

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“Happy with what you wrote?”

Chuuya scoffed.He doubted any letter would make him feel like he tied up all the loose ends in his life,but at least it made one point clear.And really,that one was the only one that mattered.

He went into this fight willingly and if he dies in it,he’s fine with that.In short it nips the potential war between the mafia and the agency in the bud.

Chuuya placed his letter down on the window sill,looking over his shoulder at Fukuzawa.

“As happy as I’ll ever be.Sure that Guild girl bandaged your wrist properly?” “Lucy did a fine job.It should hold.For the duration of our battle,at least.” “Right.”

Chuyya unzipped one of his jacket pockets,pulling out his father’s scalpel.

“Are you happy with what you wrote,Fukuzawa?” “Happy enough.” “Good.Before we begin though,may I make one last request?”he asked turning fully towards the president

Fukuzawa nodded.

“No abilities.It wouldn’t be fair otherwise.” “Fair enough.” “Then I suppose that’s that.”

Fukuzawa unsheathed his katana and Chuyya tightened his hold on the scalpel in turn.Chuuya let Fukuzawa run at him first.He’d have to be utterly brainless to make the first move against someone like that.Fukuzawa thrusted his sword forward,Chuuya stumbling backwards to avoid it.

The next swing came to the side of Chuuya’s head,the mafia boss able to block it,the blades clinking against one another.Chuuya pushed the sword away with a grunt and raised his arm,trying to shove the scalpel into Fukuzawa’s throat,only for his wrist to get grabbed.

Chuuya flew trough the air,pain shooting trough his back as soon he hit the ground.Fukuzawa turned to him and before Chuuuya could lift his blade again-

“Ahh!”he screamed as Fukuzawa’s sword stabbed into his wrist,causing him to drop the scalpel

Chuuya grunted as Fukuzawa stepped on his chest .He went to take a breath but held it as he felt the cold steel against his skin.

“It’s over,Chuuya…I’m sorry.” The boss of the Port Mafia shut his eyes tight and braced himself.

He never expected to live very long anyway.At least he left things in good hands.Before anything could happen though,he heard a small meow.Chuuya opened his eyes and glanced in the sound’s direction.

Chuuya blinked.Wasn’t that-

A burst of light blinded him before he could finish the thought.

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love of my life (ao3) down in war (error 503)

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the fact that I’ve actually had this happen multiple times when I’ve entered a new fandom is hilarious like what do you MEAN

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the holy grail types of fanfic

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Me: I wonder how many works this fandom has on AO3

Me emerging from the depths: what day is it?

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*writes two paragraphs after months of literally nothing and it took three hours*

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I recently came upon a fanfic that I think a lot of people would like and has become one of my favorites ever

Rhapsody of Feelings (Or the guide on how to be human that Dazai Osamu never wrote)

By

Wolf___Spirit

Desc- “Jesus Christ, Chuuya is going to kill this idiot for worrying him like this, for being a suicidal maniac who decided to put himself in the damn trajectory of a machine that they don't even know all the effects of yet.”

When a stranger starts stealing people's abilities, the ADA and the Port Mafia team up to figure it out. However, something goes wrong and Dazai loses his ability in the process.

The big problem? His ability not only nullified the abilities of others, but also his own emotions. And now, for the first time in his life, Dazai has emotions, chaotic and in turmoil. In the midst of this identity crisis, Dazai sets out to explore the world with Chuuya as his grumpy bodyguard, only to discover that he has never felt so...alive. And then they find out that if they don't find a way to give him back his ability, Dazai will die within two weeks.

In a race against time, chaos ensues.

Omg I fucking loved this.

This was an emotional rollercoaster of a fanfic that I had no choice but to say anything about.

This is a rare gem of Soukoku that stays true to how Dazai is in the cannon but also explains why he's that why.

This made me cry and smile

10/10