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head empty, just gentleman!chuuya.

chuuya spending two hours shining his shoes before your first date.

old-fashioned chuuya taking off his hat in a gesture of respect when you approach, only to do a double-take upon seeing you all dolled-up and find himself so utterly spellbound that he accidentally drops his hat.

chuuya throwing away the list of mannerisms and conversation starters that kouyou had given him, only to immediately curse his own hubris when he finds himself tongue-tied during dinner.

chuuya automatically removing his jacket to drape it over your legs when you sit down. not only does he do it without thinking, but he also doesn’t ask for it back. you think it’s because he’s hoping you’ll return it to him at a later date. but, in actuality, he’s still thinking of conversation-starters that aren’t related to his job and won’t scare you off.

chuuya breezily dismissing your words of gratitude when he picks up the check, but he can’t disguise the pink tint discreetly shading the tips of his ears as he hands his black card to the waiter.

tipsy from both your smile and the expensive wine he’d splurged on for your date, chuuya delivers you safely home with a polite peck dashed across your knuckles and a tilted, devilish grin that has your cheeks heating up.

chuuya promptly slamming his head onto his kitchen table the next day when he recalls some of the foolish things he said and did under the influence of alcohol. he doesn’t expect a text requesting a follow-up date or even a simple “hello” after the behavior he’s positive he exhibited during and after dinner. that being said, when his phone chimes and he notices that it’s a text from you, he perks right up.

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head empty, just terrorizing husband!chuuya.

doing your best to sneak up on him to tickle him. when you succeed in catching him off guard, his body spasms and whatever’s clutched in his hands gets either accidentally flung aside or crushed between his palms. he’s so dramatic about it, too. if you manage to make him shriek, he’ll whirl around to curse at you, cheeks flushed with embarrassment and ego thoroughly bruised. if you fail and he notices you before you can make contact with him, consider your plan completely derailed. game over. curtains closed. he’ll either snatch up your wrists so you can’t wiggle away from the consequences, or he’ll halt you dead in your tracks with a quick swivel on his heel and a fingertip levelled at the tip of your nose. all the while, he’ll observe you with a shit-eating grin, breezily insisting that you don’t stand a chance against a veteran mafia member. he’ll tickle you until tears prick at the corners of your eyes and you’re sliding to the floor, shoving fruitlessly at his hands and screeching for mercy. mf will definitely sit on you until you apologize.

rubbing your hands together for friction before winding your arm all the way back and delivering a harsh smack to his ass. chuuya fears exactly one (1) person, and that’s you. he’s tired, man😭 he just wants to come home and relax after a long day of fracturing limbs and compressing people’s rib cages. but, he isn’t even safe in his own home—not even in the bathroom, courtesy of the one time you whipped back the shower curtain to ambush him while he was brushing his teeth. so now, he’s constantly on guard around you. not only is he positive that he has a scarlet handprint permanently tattooed on his left asscheek, but he knows that you call on your mf ancestors for those slaps. you put your whole soul into those bitches. one smack leaves his ass throbbing and him damn-near crip-walking in pain. sometimes, he’ll feel a cold shiver run down his spine when he’s preparing his coffee, and he’ll cautiously turn around to spot you standing in the doorway, a mischievous smile already tugging at the corners of your lips. all you have to say is “damn, that ass is lookin’ kinda fat today” and chuuya is booking it down the hall. you always give chase; and, honestly, it’s embarrassing for him to admit that he’s ended up standing on the kitchen counter brandishing his black overcoat like a bullfighter and shouting at you to go away more times than is acceptable for someone of his reputation. there are times where he doesn’t even fight you or pursue the topic—merely gritting his teeth in restraint when the clap of your hand against his ass jolts him forward. those moments only occur once in a blue moon, either when he’s too fatigued to blow a fuse or itching for an opportunity to get you back.

@minifuyu something different for u <3

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Do you have any ideas for vampire!dazai? 👀👀

lmao “do you have any ideas for vampire!dazai” they said. as if i haven’t been waiting for someone to enable me for the longest time LMFAOO thank you thank you🙏🏽

cw/tw: slight noncon (?), violence, death, suggestive

vampire!dazai chasing the reincarnations of his lover through each century, each one of their deaths whittling away at his motivation until he ends up despising his immortality and seeking ways to commit suicide.

vampire!dazai, who lords over the city’s underworld with an iron fist as cold as ice, his indomitable control courtesy of the centuries he’s spent honing his business skills and mastering how to successfully navigate the black market. he’s nothing more than a ghost story to most, a bogeyman whose gruesome, twisted tale is passed from parent to offspring to ensure that no children remain outside after the street lights flicker to life. many have crossed paths with him, yet only a chosen few have ever survived long enough to identify him before drowning in their own blood. 

vampire!dazai who clicks his tongue with distaste as he gracefully slips off his black leather gloves, dark eyes condescending as he edges the toe of his shoe away from the pool of blood blooming from beneath the body of his latest—and arguably most unfortunate—victim. as a prominent crime boss, the body slumped before him had once been deemed untouchable by the media. the mere whisper of his name instilled such a deep-rooted terror in the armed police forces that they begrudgingly turned a blind eye to his sins, fearing for the security of their families if they ever dared to speak against him. dazai chuckles to himself. for someone with such a renowned reputation preceding them, his flesh was too easily punctured by dazai’s elongated fingernails, his pulse far too quick and erratic as he struggled to keep up with his supernatural assailant as he flitted through the shadows with a cultivated ease, his blood far too easily accessible as it welled beneath dazai’s touch and spurted from the incision he’d neatly sliced into the man’s carotid artery. disappointing, is all dazai can think as he turns away with a quiet sigh. he’d expected a decent fight or at least to receive a bruise or two; but, in his anticipation, he’d forgotten. just as night revolves into day and the sun yields to the moon, “men of steel” are nothing more than flesh and bone. the only difference is that they’ve mastered the infliction of fear.

vampire!dazai, who only feasts on the blood of unsuspecting women, insisting that their blood is far sweeter and more aromatic than the bitter, tangy taste that men are only able to offer. the idea of hunting for his prey is nearly laughable to him, seeing as how most women are willing to approach him in bars and offer up their bodies for what they believe will be just another one-night stand. he’s coy and silver-tongued as he chats them up, coffee irises enigmatic and captivating as he sidles closer and closer to them, waiting for them to invite him elsewhere. and, without fail, they do, only to wake up in the hospital days later with an IV hooked into their arm and concerned family blubbering about how there was a substantial amount of blood missing from her body when she was found sprawled in bed. but, when she’s questioned about the twin puncture wounds dotting her neck, all she can remember is the fragrance of a man’s cologne right before she lost consciousness.

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ok now just imagine chuuya when his s/o starts crying. i can imagine him gently pulling you onto his lap whilst patiently (impatiently) demanding what’s got you in tears. say it’s something minor like a stressful paperwork or being on your period, he’d gently wipe your tears then cradle your head. whispering little words like “it’s okay baby, i got you” it your ears, hands gently stroking your hair and back.

overall, just chuuya being a cruel and brutal mafia member to others but the sweetest and most gentle man to his s/o 😖

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whYYYY would you SAY THIS UNPROVOKED☹️

the way he absolutely WOULD. the same hands prominent for snapping bones and carving wounds into the bodies of the unfortunate would be firm yet so warm and gentle as they brush your hair away from your face and smooth over your arms. just watching his steely eyes that are always cold and adorned with a battle-hungry glint soften and glimmer with concern when you climb onto his lap🥺

chuuya would be so sweet to his s/o i’m crying and throwing up and sliding down the wall and curling into a fetal position as we speak

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chuuya “why would i ever waste my time with any other girls?” nakahara

dazai “why would i ever trust my secrets with somebody else?” osamu

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minding my own business when this one song struck a particular nerve in my brain and now i have the strong urge to write a mafia boss! dazai series as raw as possible without sugarcoating anything—the manipulation, the fear of commitment and lack of value overriding his desire to try to have a normal relationship, his self-destructive tendencies, the violence, the moral grayness, the emptiness disguised as teasing.

all of it.

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hello! 's my first time interacting w u but that anon who brought vampire dazai really got me thinkin, so id like to pitch sumn (which u can ignore if its not sth ur uncomfy w!) : being vampire! chuuya' s personal blood bank and him taking the best care of you 👀 as in making sure u live somewhere so comfortable its luxurious, feeding u the best quality of food that improves blood 👀 and u know its all because he benefits from it in the end but u cant help to grow fond of the lonely-million-year-old man anyway 👉👈

hello!! i’m glad to have you here :)

ch-chuuya… blood—b-bl-blood bank. i. i—he. h h h h h. wh—bank chuuya blood😵‍💫

whY would you sAY THAT? bc now all im gonna be able to think abt is how he’d dote on you whenever possible and would sometimes briefly shadow you around the penthouse to ensure you aren’t lying to him when you say you’re feeling okay. how his piercing eyes would always flicker to yours just as his lips brush over the vulnerable skin of your throat, searching for any signs of discomfort (he wouldn’t deny himself your blood since he’s already doing so much for you, but he would take a moment to ease your nerves before he sinks his teeth into you). how he’d notice you hovering around him more often and taking a genuine interest in him and not rly know how to act at first, but would soon find the space beside him irritatingly empty whenever you aren’t there to greet him when he arrives home🥺

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So smut is great and all, but I think I’ll slide in a little fluff today! So without further ado here’s a lil scenario:

A few bad characters dancing with their s/o:

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It’s endearing, really. Atsushi isn’t very experienced at dancing, bless his poor soul. But when you ask him to dance with you at an agency function; he just can’t bring himself to say no to you. It’s a mess at first, he stumbles into you a bunch, apologizing every time he steps on your feet and getting flustered when other agency members start to cheer him on. Poor boy, he thinks you find him embarrassing. But then he turns back to you and instead sees your bright smile, and you’re shining so bright, it nearly blinds him. “It’s ok, ‘Sushi, i don’t need you to be a good dancer, I just need you.” You were just trying to help him out… but the poor boy fainted.

It’s a sensual and romantic affair with Chuuya, starting in the streets of all places. The distant hum of the nearby club has you swaying unconsciously to the beat, the only thing pulling you out of your trance is Chuuya himself clearing his throat. “May I have this dance?” He asks, eyes twinkling and hat in hand as he bows to you. Giggling, you nod and find yourself being swept away in his arms. He’s not a bad dancer, not at all, his foot work is clean and he’s able to pull off some intricate moves. Your impromptu dance session ends with him lowering you into a dip, both your breaths intermingling in the cool night air.

Dancing with Dazai is sporadic and fun, involving both of you being each others hype man. It starts when you’re cleaning the house and then that one song plays, the one that’s your fucking jam. And when he walks into the room and sees you busting a move with a mop in your hand, he finds himself laughing. You turn to look at him before smiling. “Well, are you gonna join me or what?” Whether Dazai is a good or a bad dancer, you can’t exactly say, there’s only so much you can judge on a persons chicken dance to WAP. The day ends with two sweaty idiots giggling and a half cleaned house.

-☂️ Anon

THIS FITS THEM SO WELL IM IN LOVE. ATSUSHI IS SO ENDEARING HE REALLY WOULDNT KNOW WHAT TO DO AND WOULD BE SECOND GUESSING EVERY MOVE HE MAKES AND WOULD DO HIS BEST TO BE RESPECTFUL EVEN WHEN HE STUMBLES INTO YOU AND THE AWKWARD LAUGHING AND CONSTANT APOLOGIZING SKDNFNDKSKA. THE INTIMACY AND ROMANCE THAT COMES WITH DANCING WITH CHUUYA AND HE TWIRLS YOU UNTIL YOURE DIZZY AND YOURE BOTH LAUGHING AND HES JUST SO WARM AND THE NIGHT IS SO COOL AND THE MUSIC AND SKDNEKSOA. AND JUST CRACKING UP WITH DAZAI UNTIL YOUR STOMACH HURTS AND YOURE CLINGING TO HIM TO STAY UPRIGHT. SOCKS SLIPPING AND SLIDING ON THE KITCHEN FLOOR AND YOU TELLING HIM TO TURN UP THE MUSIC AND THE BOTH OF YOU PASSING OUT ON THE COUCH AFTERWARD WITHOUT BOTHERING TO CLEAN THE REST OF THE HOUSE. inhale.

AAAAHHHHHHHHHH

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Out of the drabbles and nsfw but i have a topic/thoughts that i want to share with you *also no kidding i miss talking shits with you* oKAY so for my thought is, what do you think bsd or tokrev's toxic traits? and pet peeves, maybe when in relationship with reader or not, it can be on the nsfw side or sfw side your choice as always <33 anywayss how's it going by the way darling? I hope your having a great time!!

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I MISS TALKING WITH YOU TOO BABY :((

and there’s a lot of people in both bsd and tokrev, so i’ll only do a few. i hope that’s okay with you!! they’ll be pretty random, too. just whoever comes to mind.

rindou haitani: inferiority complex

nahoya kawata: enjoys riling up his s/o and making them jealous so that he can gaslight them later when they flip out😭 has girls on the side

atsushi nakajima: tries to make you break up with him because he thinks you deserve better than him; eye contact during sex and being completely open with you about all his insecurities, however intimate the moment may be, scares him

draken: still in love with emma; you’ll never be first in his heart, he’ll always love her

kokonoi: same as draken, but with akane; always sees you as her; broke your heart when he slipped up and accidentally said her name in bed instead of yours

akutagawa: (un)intentionally pushes you away whenever he feels weak; puts up walls to prevent you from getting too close; won’t let himself be submissive in bed because vulnerability unnerves him and he feels like he always has to be in control

dazai: i… you already know; inability to remain loyal to one person, detachment, fear of love, desire for death, the whole shabang

mitsuya: workaholic, unintentionally pushes you to the sidelines and doesn’t always have time for you (not really a toxic trait, i guess more like a red flag?? i don’t really know)

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Bestie istg 😭✋ pranking dazai and chuuya (separately) by playing dead when they choke u bc it's scary season lmfao

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LMAO YOURE EVIL

dazai would know immediately, you couldn’t fool him even if you tried your hardest😭 he would still be able to feel your pulse fluttering under his fingertips, so he would know you’re messing with him. he would still play along, though, carelessly dropping you back on the bed with a carefree hmph before sighing “pity, she was so radiant. but, i suppose all good things must come to an end. disposal of her body will be tricky.” he’ll fling you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and start sauntering out of the room, and you’re just thinking 👁👄👁 “oh my god.” if you don’t say something by the time he makes it to the front door, he’ll do something to make you cave, like tickle you or squeeze your stomach so you move or make a sound. PLS YOU CONFRONT HIM SO FAST LIKE “DAZAI WTF” AND HE JUST 😃 “what?”

whY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO CHUUYA 😭 i just know this man has abandonment issues. idk why, but his character just RADIATES it. i know if he’s with you, that man LOVES you loves you. he would think you’re being dramatic or fucking with him when you slump limply in his hold, but when you still don’t respond even after he sets you down on the bed, concern will start to set in. his laughter will be weak when he tells you “hey cmon quit playing” or “seriously, get up” and if you STILL don’t do or say anything, he’ll start to panic, because holy shit, what if he actually just snapped your neck? but after a moment of consideration, he’ll feel for a pulse on your wrist, and that’s when you crack a grin and open your eyes. MAN😭 he would immediately drop your hand like a hot coal and storm off, most likely cursing at you for pulling shit like that while you scramble after him, laughing.

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HELP I JUST WANNA SEE CHUUYA SHIRTLESS WITH ALL HIS TATTOOS

sigh. *opens google doc*

OKAY WAIT WAIT. what about when you can see the FAINTEST flash of black ink over their shirt collars or peeking from beneath their rolled-up sleeves? like you KNOW it’s there and everyone else does too, but they never show it off so it’s just a mystery.

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hello! kinda wanna hop on the tattoo chuuya concept (i hope u dont mind me dropping by like this, ive been following ur blog in a silent admiration n affection for a while) ! wish i coulda sent this over anon (im not the one that sent the orig idea to b clear) since im a bit,, shy but pls consider these designs 👉👈 :

i meam the snake one just,, peeking when chuu wears a vneck or sumn,, 💳💥 sir,,

of course i don’t mind, love!! i really appreciate you reaching out and joining the convo, actually :)

hmmm. designs have been considered.

and promptly engraved into my brain because wHAKDMFKSSKAK THE SNAKE AND THE ROSE SO TRUE SO TRUE. speaking of roses, my take was that he had a tattoo of a sword wrapped in vines/roses on his shoulder blade (i’ll try to find the picture), so i love how it’s like a universal idea that chuuya has a rose SOMEWHERE. but i didn’t even THINK about the snake that’s so big brain of you

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Ur vamp!Dazai post got my webcomic senses tingling, and all I can imagine is that he meets his reincarnated love once again; and they continue to be everything he loved about them. When courting them, he plays kind and sweet by appealing to their family and friends. But then he develops a crush on their acquaintance . Its hard for him to be interested in his past lover of centuries, when this completely new person is so funny. Abandoning the promise to always seek out his lover, because the him of the present needs someone different.

Just imagine....the drama 👀

THE DRAMA OH MY GOD.

WHY WOULD YOU SAY THATDJCNFKSKA NOW IM SAD

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do you think chuuya has some tattoos? i feel like he does….

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i firmly believe he does, but no one ever gets to see them except for you and whoever handles the wounded in the port mafia bc he never takes his shirt off around anyone else. for some reason, i feel like he has a sword tattoo on one of his shoulder blades, but like… with some kind of decoration, like a thorny vine with the occasional rose winding up the blade and hilt OR extra detail on the hilt of the sword. i also feel like he has a tribal tattoo or two wrapped around his upper arm like a band, but he’s educated himself on what it means. i believe chuuya takes tattoos seriously, and he wouldn’t get one without it having a personal significance or without at least looking into it first. do i think that he could have one of those intricate, abstract tattoos that spans from his elbow to his shoulder, dwindles at his neck, and bleeds down one side of his chest/back??? yes. HOWEVER, i will not rule out the possibility of him having a smaller, low-detail one of like a wolf head or a phoenix or a just a symbol on his bicep instead. either way, he doesn’t overdo it. he just keeps it simple: makes sure they’re spaced out enough so one doesn’t draw attention away from the other and keeps it rolling.

as you can tell, i’m indecisive about what exactly i think he has😭 but you get the gist.

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chuuya pansexual icon

period.

no further comment.

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arba here's a bsd related tiktok for u 😭

LMAOOO CHUUYA JUST APPEARING