#Bungou Stray Dogs: Lost Souls

[aidendh]

Projects Update

Full descriptions of each project in this post

Lost Souls

[Mine and @abel-not-gaybel 's RAU's as their own Pre-BSD universe]

Almost finished, just some finalizing and setting up the posts

I'll be posting 1 character a day unless they have more than 3 posts, then it'll be split over multiple

I'm so happy its over, so I can finally go back to making other things for fun

Expect some Gacha's for Hinata family members to be made for the normal multiverse stuff too

Magic Mi! Hero Precure

[My original Hero themed Magical Girl Story]

I'll be finally working on the transformations after I've had a break from Lost Souls

I'll be posting this after the transformations are done, and I'll be working on Corruption's and the story gradually afterwards

If anyone would like to join in and make Magic Mi versions of themselves or OCs, I'd love to see them! Or even just your own take on a transformation

If anyone wants to create a Corruption, with your permission I could even work some of them into the story!

(Only Corruption's bc of the amount needed for the length of the story)

Other

Overall, feel free to send asks about the characters or story/mechanics in either project

Doing so could help me flesh some things out, or even realize when I haven't noted something down

Or even ask about my current progress, idm spoiling some things if someone asks (there is just gonna be a lack of context for awhile)

(I am so excited about Magic Mi if you couldn't tell \>•</)

Fake Wiki

A sneak peek for Aiden's Magic Mi and Lord Hesko's involvement in both projects, alongside Suke's and Adrik's fake BSD Wikis

[the-music-maniac]

Evil in the Night by Adam Lambert but it's Shin Shoukoku

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

What if I...

—You make a tempting, unexpected offer; how are they going to react?

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings: Dazai, Chuuya, Nikolai, Fyodor, Sigma, Jouno X Fem!Reader

Warnings: Suggestive content, mentions of giving blowjobs (whether it'll happen or not is up to you lol), unstablished relationship (you're just friends, but are you..?), rushed writing

Genre: Humor

Format: Drabble

Word Count: 1.6K

↳Osamu Dazai"

Listen y/n..." Dazai cooes at you. "I'm a little bit busy with... uh, work; so I don't think I'll be able to accompany you on this mission"

Shaking your head to the side with frustration, you bend a little on the desk, gazing into his Hazel eyes to show your desperation "Oh c'mon Dazai! You're not seriously gonna make me go to this tiresome mission by myself?! They're all politicians! It's gonna be boring as hell!"

The pile of paperwork on his desk are making you question your eyesight, but you know Dazai better than that. He probably saw it coming so he placed them there on purpose to prove his point.

...Not that it could exactly be called a "point".

"Listen..." Your voice is so low that only Dazai can hear it. "There must be some way for me to change your mind"

His expression doesn't change one bit, still looking through the documents for nothing, pretending to be occupied. "Sorry to burst your bubbles, but I really can't—"

"What if I suck your dick?"

Eyes shooting you a shocked gaze and hands staying still, it seems like he's completely lost interest in the paperwork. He's looking through your soul and the moment his lips start moving, you know you've won the battle.

"For... for real?" "Yes, for real"

The surprised face is all gone and instead, there's a totally new face now; a smug face of a man who's gonna team up with you for the mission and get a little prize in the end.

"So when do we leave?"

↳Chuuya Nakahara

"Listen Chuuya, with great looks comes great responsibility. There's a reason why you're this hot!"

The red-haired man looked away as an attempt to hide his flustered face, his voice still gravely. "Stop it y/n. I'm not gonna be your model for the photoshoot"

"Why not? You're the perfect choice!" "The answer's no! Get over it"

"Hmph! You're no fun" You crossed your arms and pouted as you leaned to the chair. You couldn't make heads or tails of it. Why was he so against being your model? You were just gonna take a few photos of him wearing casual clothes and maybe some light makeup. It was for your photography class and you were supposed to take a pic of somebody under the rays of sunset. With Chuuya's red hair and blue eyes, it would be a breath taking pic. He just looked so pretty under the sun.

As Chuuya took the bottle to sip from it, you found yourself desperate enough to give it one last shot.

"What if I suck your dick as a payment?"

And then the explosion happened. Chuuya's hand snapped, the bottle fell on the floor and drops of wine literally squirted out of his mouth. He was coughing so strongly that you rushed over and started hitting him in the back like he was some kind of ketchup bottle. His face was crimson red, but whether it was from choking or embarrassment, you couldn't really tell.

When he finally came down and caught his breath, he placed his hand on his chest and looked at you with eyes the same size as a baseball, meanwhile you looked at him miserably with the word "sorry" written all over your face.

"So... is that a yes?" "NO!"

Well, at least you nearly killed him.

↳Jouno Saigiku

"Ok I don't know why you're refusing. I'm just giving you the opportunity to make up for your mean attitude by doing something nice! You know, to go to heaven, like me and other nice people, Teccho for example"

Jouno was still expressionless. He merely sipped his cup of coffee and placed his hat on the table. "I appreciate the offer, but after a lifetime we definitely need a break from each other"

"Ugh you jerk! C'mon it's a piece of cake for you! You've arrested plenty of people before! You're smart, you're strong and I came to you for help which shows that I'm really desperate!"

Your relationship with Jouno was... questionable. He teased you, had a tendency to piss you off all the time, but somehow you were friends. The weirdest type of friendship that had ever existed, probably.

"I can see that. See I do wanna help you out, but I just love seeing the new you"

Shaking your head to the side, you leaned back to the couch. A hard case was given to you and you really didn't want to blow it up, but you needed help, and everyone else were busy. Except for your horrible friend here.

"Jouno, Jouno, Please..." You took his left, gloved hand. "I need you! I'll do anything in return! I'll team up with you and insult Teccho for a whole year! I'll write every one of your reports! I'll even suck your d—"

Jouno didn't hear your voice anymore. In fact, the only thing heard in the room was pure silence, and of course your heartbeat.

You were shocked.

He got his hand out of your grasp, placing it next to your head. His other hand found its way to your lips, softly caressing them. Meanwhile you didn't say a word, just stared at his handsome face and swallowed your saliva.

"Hypothetically, if I help you out, how far would you go to make it up to me?"

Forget about your friendship. You weren't that close anyway.

↳Fyodor Dostoevsky

"I'm going to go to my parents' with my boyfriend tonight"

"I thought you didn't have a boyfriend, dear" Fyodor tilted his head to the side to gaze at you.

"I don't! That's where you come in!"

Nikolai exchanged a look between your nervous expression and Fyodor's smile, and pouted. "Hey! Why didn't you ask me instead?"

"Yeah yeah, if I ever wanted to give them a heart attack you'd be the first person I'll go to" You sighed and looked back at Fyodor. "So? Would you please help me out?"

Fyodor was sitting next to you on a chair. He tucked a strand of hair behind his ear. "Ah... I'm not sure about that. Wouldn't it make our relationship awkward?"

"No! No not at all!" Your voice was rushed and shaky. "You see you're the perfect choice for this"

"Hmph!"

"Shut up Nikolai. I mean, you're tall, you know how to talk to people— in a satisfying way, ah, you know what I mean, you're handsome, you have very pretty hair, you have the most beautiful violet eyes I can stare at until forever..."

His brattish smirk made you shut up and give a few embarrassed coughs. Your flushed cheeks weren't exactly helping you out at the moment.

"Eh... So you're the best in many ways... Now, would you please help me out?"

Fyodor gave Nikolai-who was also smirking- a meaningful look, and his smirk got broader. "I will think about it"

"What's there to think about? You get to have a free dinner and also have a great time! My dad has the same taste in books as you! I'll even suck your dick at the end!"

You suddenly shut up and stared at the two men with eyes the same size as a racket ball. Now there was also two pare of knitted eyebrows along with the smirks. Nikolai's winking and muttering "Yeah baby" didn't help you loosen up at all.

Fyodor leaned closer until the phrase "personal space" lost its meaning, staring at you. His pretty eyes were sparkling, making it harder to steal your gaze from them. His voice was as gentle as the sea breeze, the perfect melody to caress your ears.

"So... I'll get to date the most beautiful girl in the world, spend a whole night with her and then get something afterwards?"

You were so drowned in your thoughts that you couldn't utter a single word. This moment was magical, making you wonder if he were going to seal your lips with his, totally forgetting about Nikolai's presence.

...Until he started talking.

"Do you guys want me to leave the room? Cause there's no way I'm doing that"

↳Nikolai Gogol

"...Which is why clowns are so fragile and have strong emotions!"

You shook your head with disappointment. "Yeah yeah, get it. But that doesn't answer my question"

"What was your question anyway?"

Ugh.

"Would you please babysit my cousins with me?"

"Hahaha! I remember now!" His face brightened with joy. "Well, no"

You leaned closer to him miserably. "Oh c'mon Kolya!"

"Sorry dove, I just don't get along with children. Not a fan"

"But they're triplets Kolya! I can't handle them on my own!" At this point you were literally begging. "Pretty please?"

"Triplets? Ha! Another reason for me to say no"

Well, that was it. You were going to be alone with your naughty cousins for four hours and then hand a burned house and probably only one of the boys back to your aunt because you lost the other two.

"Unless..."

Ah! There's still some hope left.

"You offer me something in return?"

Nikolai's face was dangerously close to yours. His smile was bright, but his intention didn't seem to be. Although that didn't scare you. It only made your body numb with excitement and through your clouded mind, you somehow put two and two together and blurted something out.

"Eh... What if.. What if I suck your di— Woah Nikolai what are you doing?"

A chuckle left his mouth as if something simple had happened, but this wasn't simple. He had just lifted you up and was carrying you bridal style to your bedroom.

"You took the hint all by yourself. How about that, my naughty dove?"

"K— Kolya! Where are you taking me?"

Your red cheeks only made his smile broader. "We're gonna get your clothes changed, go to your aunt's aweful house, babysit your horrible cousins, and then get ready for a night of fun"

↳Sigma

"So... How's the best manager in the world?"

Sigma's stare was still pointed at the documents. "I'm not planning a birthday party for your friend y/n"

"What are you talking about?" You smiled cunningly, lightly caressing his arm from the other side of the desk. "Can't I just compliment my incredible friend? Who happens to be an expert in planning and managing stuff?"

When you two first met, he used to get flustered by your flattering comments, but now Sigma's eyebrows only jumped in surprise. "You... can, but it won't change my mind"

"Pretty please?" Dropping the act, you got up from your seat and stood next to him, putting both of your hands on his shoulders. "I really need your help. I don't have a clue about this and you're the only one I know"

"I'm sorry y/n, but I'm caught up with work. You know that the casino is very busy this time of year, there's nothing I can do"

You sighed and sat on the chair again, desperately thinking about a way to convince him. What would make men do women a favor...

"What if I suck you dick?"

Sigma was still staring at the documents, which made you wonder if he had heard you, but his eyes were not the same. They were widened. He slowly lifted his head and looked at you like he was about to chop off his hand and stick it down his ass, and that made you finally realize it.

"Oh I forgot that you're three years old! I mean you haven't even hit puberty yet. Oops. My bad"

Yeah, Sigma needed new friends.

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[starlightshadowsworld]

Bungou stray dogs except it’s not a bounty that’s placed on the tigers head. It’s a missing persons alert on Atsushi’s.

The story goes that a teenager was newly adopted that had either run away or been taken. A poor scared child who had an ability that he couldn’t control, please someone help him.

The kind, generous (and rich) Francis Fitzgerald who had previously lost a child now going out of his way to help another lost soul. Who wouldn’t eat up such a story, especially when they have no idea what he wants said child for.

The Agency takes the case because despite Fitzgerald being American, the teen and was adopted from an orphanage in Japan. Apparently he met the now Headmaster of the place many years ago on one of his adventures.

They’d stayed in touch and Fitzgerald had visited the place to meet up with his old friend. Which is where he met his now missing ward.

It all seems above board and yet Ranpo and Dazai sense something off.

Atsushi running away from visions of a tiger and seeing missing posters for himself. He doesn’t get it, he was kicked out he knows he was kicked out. Why are people looking for him?

He’s not sure who this man it says to return him too is. But Atsushi knows immediately that he’s dangerous. He starts to avoid the police along with what he believes is the tiger.

It’s part of why he doesn’t try to steal from anyone. Because he can’t and because if he does and he’s caught they’ll take him away. And Atsushi would rather be dead and free than alive in captivity.

But then he gives in and saves a man to rob him, who turns out to be a detective.

Dazai wordlessly convinces Kunikida to play dumb and though both tell Atsushi their profession they act like they know nothing about his case. Or that they’re the ones on it.

They convince Atsushi to stick around and get to know him. Dazai nullifies his ability so he doesn’t transform that night. Atsushi is subtly questioned and eventually he tells them everything.

That he doesn’t know who this man is. That he’s not adopted and he never was, he was kicked out. And it doesn’t take a Ranpo to know Atsushi’s telling the truth.

He still joins the Agency and Dazai goes off to the Port Mafia to do some digging. They are still after Atsushi, let’s say Fitzgerald still pays a large sum for the safety return of his ‘son.’

It’s not the Port Mafia’s usual job but money is money.

Everything goes semi smoothly until the man himself shows up at the Agency and is overjoyed to see Atsushi safe and sound. And demands he return with him, and lo and behold he has official adoption papers naming him Atsushi’s guardian.

And Atsushi’s signature is on them, it’s identical and doesn’t look to be forged. Legally there’s nothing the Agency can do and Atsushi is taken away.

Before he’s taken, Dazai promises him that they’ll figure this out. That Atsushi’s home is the Agency and it always will be. It hurts all of them to watch Atsushi, clearly terrified leave with this man.

And it’s only after he leaves that Dazai and Ranpo put it together that Fitzgerald is part of the Guild. A mysterious criminal organisation that doesn’t exist to the outside world.

So that’s why they wanted the Agencies special ability license, to make them legitimate and legal ti uphold this charade.

And they just let him walk out with Atsushi.

Atsushi who glares daggers at the man before him who smiles cruelly “oh don’t look at me like that boy you’ll break your father’s heart.” Fitzgerald says sarcastically and Atsushi only glares more, trying to free himself from his shackles.

“Shut up! You might have everyone fooled but you aren’t my dad!”

Fitzgerald chuckles “no but I’m probably a step up from him, aren’t I? After all, he abandoned you and I came back for you.”

“How do you….?”

“I know you. I know you were treated horribly by your parents. That the headmaster tried to kill you and how he did it. And I know you’ve got a powerful ability that will find the book I need.”

“You couldn’t just ask a librarian?” Scoffs Atsushi trying to hide his panic. Fitzgerald scoffs “again with the snark, you must get it from your mother.” His eyes glint dangerously as he walks up to the bars separating him and Atsushi.

“And no, you are the key to finding this particular book. Tell me or don’t, I’ll get you to show me where it if it’s the last thing I do.” It’s so casual it’s almost friendly and yet Atsushi knows he’s in trouble. He has no idea what Fitzgerald is talking about.

Fitzgerald grins, cold and amused and his next words could’ve made Atsushi’s heart stop.

“I hope you said goodbye to those friends of yours, because unless they’re fireproof it’ll be the last time you ever see them. And know that it’ll all be your fault.”

[shall-we-die]

if your open to requests can you do the reader x bsd characters,that the reader has hetrochromia eyes plss!

I feel like it’s my a good idea! Please don’t stress out on other things I hope you stay safe! Eat and drink lots of water! Have a nice day/night!

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{Your lovely eyes...}

☰[Main list]•⊰ Bungou Stray Dogs

↬[A/N]•⊰ Thanks for your kind words, dear anonymous 😘

Hope you enjoy this 🧡

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1. [The ones who use it as an excuse to flirt. they just talk about it and admire it to no end... they can even write a poem about it. (Someone please shut them up)]:

• When his s/o has heterochromia, he can't help but get lost in the difference between the colours of their eyes. When he looks into their eyes, he feels a sense of calm wash over him and a feeling of comfort. It's almost as if he could stay there all day, drinking in the sight and not getting tired of it.

• {"Heterochromia.. Ah how beautiful! When I saw your eyes of different colors, I immediately find a special affection for it. My beloved, you have eyes like a clear ocean and a stormy sky, I would love them more than anything in the whole world!"}

• He is fascinated with Heterochromia eyes because he always thought they're so beautiful. And now, he is dating a person with Heterochromia and found that they were the prettiest person he'd ever seen. Even when he's busy at work, he still stares at their eyes and their beauty always brings a smile to his face. He loves his s/o so much and doesn't know what he would do if he didn't have them in his life.

Chuuya || DAZAI || Sigma 

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2. [Those who are a little more normal and don't act crazy]:

• He finds people with heterochromia eyes very fascinating. He loves observing them, and often wonders what it must be like to see through them. He tends to stare at people with heterochromia eyes for a bit longer than normal, trying to decipher the colours, and thinking about how the eyes work differently. He sometimes even tries to find ways to get them to be in a particular mood, just so he can get a better look at the colours, especially if it is someone he is close to.

• His partner usually notices that he's stares at their heterochromia eyes several times, when they ask why he does it, he just say: {"Sorry, I find it really beautiful... Can i take a closer look?}

• His s/o’s eyes are seen as unique and beautiful. He likes looking into their eyes, which to him is almost an aphrodisiac. He finds them so captivating that he can't take his eyes of them. His s/o eyes are a reflection of their soul, one eye representing what they show the world, while the other represents their true self.

Tetchou || Akutagawa || Fyodor || Atsushi

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3. [The ones who doesn't give a F*ck. Because one of them has Heterochromia eyes himself, and ther other one, is blind]:

Nikolai || Jouno

[circinuus]

TW. chapter 109 and bungou stray dogs. angst angst angst. sad.

You've always wondered what you would do in the last moments before the world caves in.

Gaze into the sunset as the economy falls into ruin? Find a good book as humanity morphs into mindless monsters?

Run and fight for the love of your life?

You weren't sure. You've never been. Everything passed by like the sigh of dawn. Hasn't it been, always? You were having an outing with him. He was smiling, and you were too. Then he was gone. Then everyone else was gone. Then the world started to crumble, and you are left with nothing but blisters on your feet and soul.

Was there even anything left? Of this world and of this sick death maze? Of this twisted war and of the reality that you've all lost?

Nothing.

Nothing?

No, there was something. Your everything.

That was why you run. That was why you're here. Are you not?

You run you run you run. You don't care. You don't care. About the cracked walls, the blood staining the floor, the calamity that might as well struck the world by now. You don't care about all that. One thing only rings in your mind.

Dazai.

Dazai. Dazai. Dazai. The curious shell of a man. The pitiful, lonely man. The man you love.

Then you find him.

There he lays against a cold white wall. Deformed, broken, splashed with cracks and glistening maroon and oh God!-

It was sick. Horrifying. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.

He just sits there. Why is he just sitting there? In front of him stands a person. No, you don't care. Your mind only rings about one thing. Dazai. Dazai. He is alright. He must be. He always has. This must be wrong.

So you ran. Like all your life depended on it. Maybe it did. Your life is his life. You are his. He is yours. The man in front of him resembles someone you know. A vacant gaze in his eyes. A gun in his hands. But it doesn't matter. None of it does. In your mind only rings one thing.

"Dazai?" you whisper. tentative, scared. His warmth in your cradle is familiar. But not the seeping coldness. not the dampness of the crimson.

"Dazai? Dazai?" his cheek is cold and for a split second, his eyelids seem to flutter. But even your gaze is getting blurry. What of? Of tears? But why? Dazai is alright. He always is.

A slight squeeze on your arm. He is too frail. Has he always been? That doesn't matter.

He is alright. You will help. You will help him.

"You'll be okay," you whisper again as you appraise his wounds. "You'll be okay," you choke as you realize his broken bones.

"You'll be okay," you rip a piece of your own, bloodied and tattered clothing, desperately dressing up whatever mess out of his body. "You'll be okay," you appraise him, again, perhaps to convince him once more. Or to convince you. It doesn't matter. None of it does.

He looks so frail. Hasnt he always? But he looks too frail you feel the beats of your heart escaping you.

"I'm sorry." you press another piece of ripped fabric into his wound." I'm sorry." The wound on his shoulder continues to bleed. It must've hurt. "I'm sorry." Then you patch the one on his side. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Dazai hated pain. It must've hurt. It must've hurt. "I'm sorry."

Then you stop at the wound on his brow.

"I'm sorry, darling."

And maybe, at that point, you felt like your life is spent, too.

this took more time than I thought. i haven't written anything properly these days qwq (and i don't know if you guys rmb but) thank you @white-heartt @extemporeies @muderdrones! for encouraging the completion of this piece heh

♡ taglist @ashthemadwriter

[the-messy-artist]

Fuck you list of my favorite amputees canon or not

Edward Elric - Canon. His missing limbs are essential to his story, and while people view and treat his prosthetics as a disability, they don't see them as a limitation but rather as a tool.

Paninya (I forgot her name and had to look it up) - Canon. She lost her limbs in an accident and now she too has prosthetic limbs that conceal weapons that she can use to her advantage.

Lan Fan - Canon. She loses her left arm in a duel and gets it replaced by a prosthetic with a knife in the elbow because fictional prosthetics are allowed to be cool.

Tamatoa - Canon. Diversity wins! The giant killer crab is missing a leg.

Jamil Viper - Headcanon. He has no reason in canon for me to give him a prosthetic, but I felt like there should be more "canonical" diversity in Twisted Wonderland, so now his right arm is an incredibly high end prosthetic with all the bells and whistles.

Jose Baden/First Officer - Canon. His right hand is actually a prosthetic.

Violetta/Soul Weaver - Canon. Full body amputee, although her "prosthetic" is a bit unconventional.

Weeping Clown - Canon. He is missing his right leg.

Kalawea Tui - Canon. He's my Twisted Wonderland oc based on Tamatoa, so naturally, he too is missing a leg.

Diluc Ragnvindr - Head canon. The Head canon comes from the fact that he was in Shneznya for a long time, likely unable to find food, resulting in him eating his own arm for survival.

Franis Scott Key Fitzgerald (Bungou Stray Dogs) - Head canon. Another one where I have no reason for it in canon. He's just missing his leg.

There's probably a lot more but I can't think of any so add your head canons or more canon characters in the tags or comments

[starlightt8]

COMPANY

⟡Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

⟡Characters: Chuuya Nakahara x Dazai Osamu.

⟡ Genre: Smut. Protective Dazai Osamu.

⟡About: Post-Corruption usage,Chuuya fight an enemy and ended up bad. Dazai saves him and bought him to the hospital. Smut and also bonding moment.

⟡Words: 2k

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Yokohama was safe.

That’s all Chuuya could think after using corruption against one of the strongest ability user,he has ever fought with. Several Port mafia men were sent to deal with the threat and aniquiliate it, but all of them ended up losing their lives.

Mori told Chuuya that he didn't have to worry about such matters, he had executive business to attend to. That was what subordinates were for after all. However, Chuuya could not stand idly by while his men lost their lives. He was not in the habit of ignoring his people when they needed his help. And he wasn’t going to start now.

He ended up fighting a huge beast that could have destroyed the entire city in one hit. And he won. Unfortunately, the threat was bigger than he thought and he had to use corruption. The problem was that Dazai was far away from him. And Chuuya was too self-sufficient to seek that bastard's help.

He knew that no one was going to save him,no one could,but Chuuya didn't stop, something more important than himself was at stake. Yokohama's and everyone's life was in danger,so he couldn't afford to worry about trifles. As long as everyone was alive and well,whatever happened after wasn't important.

So he gritted his teeth, recited the words to activate corruption, and annihilated the enemy.

After the euphoria of battle had passed, the chronic pain that comes with corruption began to affect him unbearably, and his mind was no longer under his control.

Then suddenly something happened. Soft, warm hands cupped his cheeks, and all the pain, the rage, was then gone. Chuuya's body couldn't take it anymore and fell, but the same person who put an end to his suffering , was the one who caught him. It was the person who always caught him at the end.

That person was Dazai.

•

Chuuya ended up waking up in a hospital. It was the first time he had been taken to the hospital after using corruption, since the port mafia doctors are always the ones who put him back together.

It wasn't important though, the person who did the job mattered little as long as they fixed him.

Chuuya got up and made himself comfortable, his body was sore but it was nothing he couldn’t bear. He looked down at his arms; one was injected with serum and his hands were bandaged. Chuuya thought that all these precautions were tedious. It’s not like it was the first time he ended up in this kind of state. With a sigh he removed the IV bag and ran his hands through his red curls.

Noises emanated from the door as Chuuya struggled to regain control and prepare to attack. Before he could, the person entered the room. It was Dazai.

Beautiful brown hair that was as unmanageable as its owner; and mysterious eyes as dark as dusk, looked like they carried both; secrets and the torment of carrying them. If eyes were the portal to the soul, Dazai’s soul was something unattainable and untouchable. It made him even more alluring.

Chuuya tried to keep himself from showing any reactions but he wasn’t able to stop the way his breath was caught the second his eyes laid on Dazai. He didn’t want to deal with Dazai mockery so he faked an angry expression and started rambling.

“What the hell am I doing here? Why did you take me to a hospital? You should have taken me to the extraction point,bastard.” He said.

Dazai gave him an unimpressed stare as he made his way into the room.

“Oh, hi chibi! we're doing a silent exchange of telepathic greetings now? I like it!“ Dazai said,with a painfully fake voice. To anyone hearing it would sound like a funny throwback,but Chuuya wasn’t having it,the undertone of his rage was loud and clear to him. After all, he knew Dazai better than anyone.

The ability user he fought was a telepathic one;he used his ability to inflict mortal pain to his opponent's minds,and destroy their body with his anormal strength. Chuuya was forced to see things in his head that he never wanted to face again. He was forced to do things like a damn puppet,deprived of his own anatomy. He hated being controlled. It made him feel sick,like he wasn’t a human being. So he activated corruption to make it stop. Losing control of his mind to one or another. At the end it was his faith. So he chose to lose himself to corruption.

If he was going to die,at least it would’ve been for Yokohama. It was worth it.

However, Dazai didn’t allow it. Like always he saved Chuuya. Not from the enemy,but more importantly; from himself.

And now he was angry and Chuuya couldn’t think of a way to defend himself,before he could speak again,Dazai was already crossing the room and reaching him within a couple of seconds.

“What were you thinking? Or,were you thinking at all?” He said.

“I was thinking about Yokohama. About everyone who lives here. And if you haven’t noticed,your precious “Detective agency” is in this “everyone” as well. I risked my life and I won. So what?”

“Dying to win and risking death to win are completely different things,Chuuya. Your stubbornness may be your strength,but it’s also your weakness. If you don’t find a way to understand this,you are going to die.”

Chuuya didn't say anything, but Dazai's words reached a dark and hidden place in his mind that he didn't know existed. They burrowed deep into his soul and many more years after that,as it often happens, Dazai's prediction would’ve come true.

“You could have died.” Dazai said,his voice hidden a rage that only him could manage to contain underneath,and not burn at the sight.

“ I could. I didn’t. “

“That’s because-“

“You came.”

Chuuya swallowed hard and shut his eyes,searching for enough strength to say the crucial words. It was difficult to admit that someone else had saved him,because if he needed to be saved it means that he was hurt,being hurt means that there’s a weakness that can be exploited.

Chuuya couldn’t afford to be weak or vulnerable,not even if he wanted to. He was the port mafia asset,the strength part of the invencible Double blacks. Everyone counted on him; His subordinates,who respected and admired him to the grave. His friends, Koyou and even Mori,expected a lot from him. He couldn’t afford to disappoint them,no matter what.

However, there are two humble and worthy phrases in one's life that must be said; otherwise, one will end up saying them in tears.

“Thank you.” He said. “And I'm sorry.”

Dazai's eyes widened in surprise,it was the first time in all the years they knew each other,that Chuuya had said those words to him. Dazai seemed to be wondering if this had something to do with the telepathic monster that he fought,but he didn’t say anything.

“Don’t mention it,partner.”

“Ex,partners.” Chuuya corrected,with a smirky smile.

Dazai ignored the lie and laid down on the bed. Since the hospital bed was really small,they were pressed against each other,to the point Chuuya could see the barely noticeable handful of freckles,that decorated the tip of dazai's nose. He didn’t have them when they were younger,he was too pale and sick to have them.

That was another sign of how much Dazai had changed by being in the ADA.

Chuuya would never say it aloud,and he would never admit it to himself,but he was glad that Dazai had found them,they were the family he always needed and deserved.

A soft sigh escaped Chuuya's mouth,shaky and low,mixing with the brown haired one. He watched the way Dazai’s eyelashes shake,as he traced his pale face. The nose,where the little freckles were laying down,like sleeping stars, looked like a beautiful constellation. Then he slowly lowered his finger,caressing the cupid bow,before his fingers could reach Dazai’s lips,a kiss was being bestowed upon him,it was delicate,like the gentle touch of a butterfly wing. It felt ethereal.

Then the intensity of the kiss increased,to the point it felt like a soul consuming flame. Chuuya skin was burning all over,not even the cold hospital air was enough to appease the heat.

"Dazai". Chuuya said, with a trembling voice. He felt his whole body screaming for more, thinking was difficult and speaking even more. He just wanted Dazai to touch him. God, why wasn't he touching him more?

A small smile appeared on Dazai's lips. He knew exactly what he was doing to Chuuya's sanity. And he was enjoying it, the cruel bastard.

"What a desperate,greedy little slug.” He said innocently, as if he wasn’t purposefully turning Chuuya into a mad man. “It seems like you really want something. Right, Chuuya?”

"Yeah." Chuuya somehow managed to stutter.” “And you want it too, so stop playing around and do it.”

After hearing him, Dazai smiled for a moment and then in a fast paced movement,he got on top of Chuuya,looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze. His expression was serious, he looked straight into Chuuya's eyes and spoke.

“I will do my best to restrain myself. However,you’re still in a vulnerable condition,therefore it won’t be entirely painless. The choice is yours,Chuuya.“

Chuuya's mind was too far gone to care about the possibility,so he shut his eyes and nodded.

He could feel the fond smile that emerged on Dazai’s lips,as he started taking off the hospital robe out of Chuuya.

Slowly he spread Chuuya's shorts legs apart, his hands were firm but his breath was shaky. Chuuya knew how much he was trying to control himself, and the fact that he was doing all of this to not hurt him, even though Chuuya was in no position to stop him in his actual conditions, made the moment even more intimate.

There was also something special about someone like Chuuya,who was stronger than most,being vulnerable in the hands of the person he trusted the most. It felt liberating.

At this thought,a primal instinct possessed Chuuya and he suddenly arched his back, opening his legs even wider,to the point it seemed vulgar. But no matter how far he spread them, Dazai's larger body didn't fit. It was pathetic how hard Chuuya got at that. However,no matter how hot it was,it was also exasperating. He wanted Dazai inside him. Fast. But his body wasn't cooperating.

"Why are you that fucking big? You damn waste of good bandage.''Chuuya complained,but it sounded more like a plea than a real protest.

Dazai let out a small laugh. While still holding Chuuya's waist,he lifted him up to accommodate himself. Then he lowered his body onto Chuuya's. Now they were perfectly aligned, as if their bodies had been made to fit together.

Dazai kissed Chuuya with a firm but soft grip,like he was scared Chuuya would disappear under him. The thought was laughable, considering how harshly tangled they were. Then they kissed until they couldn't even breathe. Slowly,Dazai separated them,but before Chuuya could catch some air, Dazai's mouth was already searching for more.

"I'm going in". He said, with a serious but calm tone,nonetheless he didn’t make any move. He was giving Chuuya an option. But Chuuya didn't need one, he already knew the answer to Dazai’s silent request since he appeared at the door minutes ago. He knew the answer before he even knew it was a question.

“Yes.” He whispered.

In his partner company,being vulnerable didn’t feel like a disappointment or a weakness,it felt like a simple option. A yes or no question. And even at that time,Chuuya knew that as long as the option was being held by Dazai,the answer would always be yes.

[uneducated-author]

Something that's been interesting me a long time is the sword Solslevni? Sosevly?

So the sword was originally a human, with the ability to fuse a body and ability. Which means it's incredibly valuable in the hands of Aya, who has iterated that she is a normal girl without abilities, with nothing but her heart ("which is why I need help from the people of that world") and her determination to never turn away from justice. It gives her a level playing field.

(It could also potentially give her an ability. Personally, I like the idea of a normal girl helping to save the world, without having to develop superhero abilities. Aya has trained every day, has devoted herself to justice, is determined to be brave and never cowardly, and I think that should count as much as any ability.)

Bram also references the Holy Crest, meaning a sigil burned onto the hand of someone, who can then wield the sword. This is the second time he's been impaled on it. We aren't given many details on the first occasion, weirdly don't even see the sword, just know that he lost his fiefdom. He obviously cares about them enough that as a literal muppet he's begging for them to have ownership of their land.

But remember that flashback? 'Because I'm not interested in the World'? With a girl who looked exactly like Aya?

There are theories of reincarnation with that, of Aya being the soul of Bram's wife/daughter, but I don't think reincarnation fits super well? Bungou Stray Dogs treats death seriously. When someone dies they don't come back in anything other than a hallucination, and we don't get references to heaven or hell, just angels and demons. Even Fyodor, who is the most vocally religious speaks more about a god blessing his endeavours and respecting his efforts, not about his final reward or anything. Fukuchi recited Buddhist doctrines and philosophy, but they're more introspective than religious, on his own character and perception of flaws and sin.

(This is to my understanding, I'd love to hear anyone else's perspective on the matter as I am not Buddhist.)

What if Aya was a past wielder of the sword? Someone dear to Bram, who took out the sword after the owner before her died, or some other circumstances. Someone he cared about, and someone who saved him. Someone who utilised the sword to give herself the ability to send her soul further forward in time, to whenever Bram may need her.

Imagine Aya, with no memories or knowledge, but the vindication to protect people. Imagine her forever knowing that there is someone she has to defend. Imagine her with a dead mother and sister, but the knowledge that she has to train, has to be brave, has to fight.

Fukuchi may not be the only the Holy Crest, because years ago, someone loved Bram so dearly that she made sure there was a chance that should he ever be hurt again, she would be able to help him.

And imagine what Aya could do when she uses the Holy Crest to use the sword. Could she tear away Fukuchi's ability? Shred Brams vampirism? Give herself the power to save the world? Take away the power of the book?

Who knows? Every child wants to change the World, let's see what happens to a child who can.

[jellalism]

Fanfiction masterpost

I have written for five fandoms:

Genshin Impact

No. 6

Bungou Stray Dogs

Bastard!!

Honkai: Star Rail

In all non-erotic character x reader fics, the reader is gender neutral.

In all erotic character x reader fics, the reader is either sex-neutral or has a penis. The reader's gender differs per fic, although pronouns are always they/them. Erotic fics are marked as erotic.

Genshin Impact: Various men x Reader

First kisses (On AO3) / Eerste kus (Op AO3)

Surviving public transport

Telling the secret (On AO3)

Genshin Impact: Alhaitham x Reader

Brilliant (Erotica) (On AO3)

Home is where the hearth is (On AO3)

Genshin Impact: Diluc x Reader

Don't leave me (On AO3)

Falling slowly (On AO3)

Home is where the hearth is (On AO3)

In safe hands (On AO3)

Kinktober 2024, Day 1: Bondage (Erotica) (On AO3)

Kinktober 2024, Day 10: Tight (Erotica)

Kinktober 2024, Day 11: Strappado (Erotica)

Genshin Impact: Wriothesley x Reader

Aftermath (On AO3)

Kinktober 2024, Day 4: Cocoon (On AO3)

Kinktober 2024, Day 6: Distraction (Erotica) (On AO3)

Kinktober 2024, Day 8: Doll (Erotica) (On AO3)

To soften the pain (On AO3)

Genshin Impact: Zhongli x Reader

A thousand more years (On AO3)

No. 6: Shion x Nezumi

The eyes are the window to the soul (On AO3)

In Quarantine (Erotica) (On AO3)

Justice (On AO3)

New Year's Eve (On AO3)

Teaching you to see (On AO3)

Bungou Stray Dogs: Chuuya x Reader

Kinktober, Day 3: Beg (Erotica) (On AO3)

Kinktober, Day 7: Obey (Erotica) (On AO3)

Love and gravity (Erotica) (On AO3)

Bastard!!: Dark Schneider x Reader

I can be a woman for you (Erotica) (On AO3)

Kinktober 2024, Day 2: Lost (Erotica) (On AO3)

Honkai: Star Rail: Aventurine x Reader

Kinktober 2024, Day 9: Game (Erotica) (On AO3)

@devotion-disorder's OC: Noel x Reader

Kinktober 2024, Day 5: Sneak (Erotica) (On AO3)

Kinktober 2024, Day 12: Consequence (Erotica)

Taking care of his sick darling (Erotica) (On AO3)

[persimmonpoet]

Tayama Katai/Doppo Kunikida multi-chapter fic just bloomed! :D I just posted the first chapter of my fic "Ideals in Dreamland", focused on the relationship between two uncertain loverboys best friends and how deeply they depend on the other for just a bit of the ideal life. Just how much Katai needs Kunikida, how lost he would be without him. Just how much different Kunikida's life would be without someone like Katai to stabilize him with the reminder of what he is capable of- oh, what they are capable of.

Underneath the link to the fic is a snippet and the song the first chapter is based off of, as well as the work-in-progress tags!

"Katai, please be careful." Kunikida mutters, catching a glance at his dear friend's sickly pale face. It's all he could say. No words, no cries of anguish, could change how Katai's mind was wired. Nobody, no matter how much Kunikida wishes for it to be possible, could fix the personal hell Katai was granted as a punishment for merely existing. Careful, that's all he needs from Katai. It was an umbrella of terms- careful with his hygenine, careful with his diet, careful with his screen time (though this one is likely impossible, knowing the terms of Katai's ability. Kunikida sees it as a beauty mark, Katai sees it as another crippling hell), careful with how long he stays in his damned room, careful with how long he is kept away from the world, careful with his health both mental and physical. Careful. Carefully loved. Carefully picked up and loved.

"I try, Kunikida."

...

"I could never lie. Not to you."

Kunikida, his best friend, Kunikida, his savior. His Kunikida, his rose, his bird, his companion. Kunikida is able to brush those goosebumps away, to wipe the tears and the blood that spills from Katai as a torrent of unspoken, uncontrollable emotions. How Kunikida is able to just brush a hand against Katai and suddenly the world becomes less intense, the hurricane finally passing through as his soul calms and reaches out a finger for Kunikida's. A turbulent soul, looking for home in one that is welcoming it with affection. Kunikida, is protector. Kunikida, his better half.

@chuuyaszn @tranquilmoss (sorry for the tags guys erm)

[aidendh]

BSD:LS!RAU! Fyodor Sougen | P2

-:Etymology:-

• The name Fyodor (Фёдор) means 'divine gift'

• The surname Dostoevsky (Достоевский) means from Dostoev, Belarus

• The name Sōgen means 'grass' (草/kusu) and 'original' (原/hara)

• The name Ayato is written interchangeably between different Kanji, therefore it has many meanings

• The name Hane (羽) means 'wing'

--

-:Namesake:-

Ayato Satoshi (unknown lifespan)

A Multilingual short story writer whose works explore found family, psychology and the true self. Satoshi's works are extremely hard to translate because of his tendency to switch languages mid sentence. One of his lesser known books 'Myosotis Meadows' is about how a person with Alzheimer's who somehow finds and befriends the same people again and again, no mater how often they forget.

--

-:Trivia:-

Memories are vague and foggy, still suffers with Alzheimer's

Grew up mostly non-verbel because of their struggle with the Russian language, later on they just prefer it

He understands English, Japanese and French

His Ability is Chorus of Souls mixed with Crime and Punishment

He'd still have Chorus of Souls, CnP will just manifest differently

Myosotis and Daylily

Myosotis, the plant group of Forget-me-nots

Daylily, symbol of forgetfulness and memory loss in Chinese culture

Lug, Meadow in Russian

He is incredibly forgetful, this causes part of his Palace to often be obscured by heavy fog

His Palace is a 'Paradise', Meadow in the clouds. Often changing form depending on his beliefs/mental state

It would remind them of a place he can't quite remember

Ayato finds their mind is clearer when borderline asleep, this causes him to write his plans in a notebook so he can follow them when lucid

He sometimes asks Kagami to ask him things to remind him

He likes the smell of lavenders, though isn't fond of their raw taste

As an informent, they often use notes to exchange information

He is very passionate about chemistry, somehow creating strange concoctions

He often wears a Periwinkle cloth over his eyes

His back is very sensitive as he has a painful butterfly shaped scar on his shoulder blades and back

His original reason for starting the war is because it reminds him of a faint memory

His original death was a kidnapping and torture during a war, they cut off his wings and used that spot for the killing blow

His shadow has pegasus wings

His favorite name to go by is Hane

Fyodor Sougen is his 'true self', in this mind state his is the most natural and prefers his natural hair

As Ayato Hane his mind is more foggy and he often forgets he's the villain

Ayato prefers to dye his hair Orange, though is often disappointed when it becomes Black again

(Fyodor often re-dyes it back)

The same can be said for his Pink eyes, Fyodor puts in Maroon contacts

He was born with his scar, an orange hair streak and pink eyes

Sometimes he believes his Ability merely puts people to sleep, this never ends well

He has no idea why Yozo Tsushima hates him so much, but it hurts to feel a Soul so similar to his own and yet much healthier. This fulls his resentment of the Tsushimas

He is scared of Gen'emon, because for some reason he can't sense him and yet he can Never forget him

He often gets Yozo's name wrong, half because of forgetfulness and half because it annoys Yozo

An 'Adrik' incarnation would take on the name Hane

He is the most expressive with his shoulders

He prefers to fight using two swords

It took him years (since junior high) and Naoto's help to recreate to chemical structure of Alicorn Crystal, he later uses this to create poisons and his final Swords

[akaiuchiha]

So, I couldn't sleep so I decided to went through my notes and there was a period when I translated song I liked (english cover for example) and I translated Reason Living at some point (and English cover).

Guys, I think you have no idea how crazy this opening is to me.

(Beware, spoilers ahead, don't read if you don't want to be spoiled)

The symbolism behind it is just awesome.

Dark Era is really one of my favourite arc. It made me cry and grieve FOR MONTHS before I was even able to listen to the opening without wanting to cry.

And I KNOW how BSD works, it's about the characters but also about saving the world and crazy people trying to change everything with the page.

But if you think about it, BSD is also about people finding themselves. I think we can all agree that some characters for whom we got backstories or even explanations DID find themselves are at least, they are going in the right direction (they clearly are not Zoro). And Atsushi is the main character for a reason because he is still finding who he is and why he is worthy.

And Reason Living? It's just pure hope and angst at the same time it hurts. They PLAYED IT while Odasaku was fighting Gide and I HATED that because the irony of it always made me cry. Playing REASON LIVING when Odasaku LOST his reasons to live??? I know maybe he could have try to keep on living because he wasn't alone but that's not the point and I fully understand Odasaku okay. That man lost his ideals, his ideas of a brigther future because of Mori, how was he supposed to react in other ways than wanting to kill Gide?

But playing this song, about not knowing why you are alive, why you should stay alive but still wanting to find a reason, wanting to find hope?? Yeah that was a horrible experience.

This song describes so much characters. We can obviously state Dazai who's still trying to find himself (I personaly think he is about to have his answer in the manga but it's not the topic here), but it also describes Atsushi who is still learning about his ability and how to deal with it and how to deal with his past. Maybe we can also include Kyouka, even Kunikida because I'm quite sure he is as lost as everyone.

They act but they don't know why, they just know they have to and that maybe they'll find why they have to keep on living.

And I swear this opening hit HARD. I never questioned why I was alive, I just want to be alive because I don't like death at all. It's scary and the end of everything so yes, I never thought about it. But this opening? It takes your feelings and crushes them under the pain, the hope, the despair and everything the characters feel.

BSD is really one of my favourite manga and it really hit me how this manga is about people searching themselves and trying hard to create a brighter future.

Yeah, it might be stupid because Reason Living is probably not the only opening talking about all of that, but it's still my favourite out of all of them. Also, it's clearly stated in the title "Bungou Stray Dogs" how the story is not going to be a walk in a park.

And yet, this story is absolutely amazing and the influence of Dark Era, of Odasaku in this universe is crazy because he's not really a good man (this scene in the novel traumatised me, the one with the vacuum cleaner) and his influence is clearly less important than Natsume's, but we can all agree that it is weird how in every universe, he can't live if Dazai's alive.

Anyway, I really went too far, I just wanted to vent about why Reason Living is a really good opening and how soul crushing it felt to hear it during the fight. Even without speaking and understanding japanese, I felt its meaning deep within my soul.

Thank you for reading!

(I'm really sorry if it's seems a bit..weird to read, it's late where I am from (like, 2 in the morning) and my hands were going ahead of my brain).

[scriveyner]

southern air 4/4

southern air | 4/4 | bungou stray dogs | 👿🐯 | sskk² | rated M | ~3.1k

“Good morning,” Atsushi called, waving, as they crossed the busy entrance of the park. The crowd was pretty thick already, but Acchan was sitting on Dazai’s shoulders this morning, and he spotted Atsushi across the crowd and started waving with both arms excitedly, causing Dazai to stagger as he shifted his weight.

Continue on AO3 or:

Ryuu-chan stood up on the bench he was sitting on next to Chuuya. “Dad,” he called, holding a light purple plus seal over his head. “Look what I won!”

“Very nice,” Atsushi said, and Ryuu-chan offered it up to Akutagawa for inspection. He leaned forward and squinted very seriously at the stuffed animal, and then nodded his head once in approval. “How did you win it?”

“Chuuya-oji helped me knock over bottles,” Ryuu-chan said and clutched his prize to his chest.

“Helped?” Atsushi asked, eyebrow raised.

“Helped,” Chuuya agreed with a nod and a sharp grin. “They can’t help they rig the games, and I can’t help that my gravity ability mysteriously short-circuits around cheats and frauds.”

Akutagawa rumbled in amusement. “Were you on your best behavior for your oji-tachi?” he asked Ryuu-chan.

Ryuu-chan and Acchan exchanged guilty looks. “Kinda,” Ryuu-chan said.

Atsushi looked at Chuuya, who indicated Dazai with his thumb. “Dazai lost ‘em for a bit.”

Very slowly, in perfect unison, Akutagawa and Atsushi turned to look at Dazai. Dazai almost took a step backward but one leg was already butted up against the green bench. “I didn’t lose them,” he said defensively. “We just got separated for a little while.”

“He turned his back, and they followed the parade,” Chuuya added conversationally. Dazai shot him a dirty look.

“If I lost them, that means you lost them too. But I didn’t lose them, so the point is moot.”

Acchan put both his hands in Dazai’s hair and leaned forward, forcing his head down. “There were pirates,” he said emphatically. “And a big huge pirate ship! That was rolling on land! It was so cool!”

“Chuuya-oji had to come get us,” Ryuu-chan said and pointed to a landmark behind them, a tall, thin tower that allowed parkgoers to see the entire amusement park from above. “We were up there, but he made a bunch of ladies shout and everything.”

“And we had to leave a little early,” Chuuya said. “It was an interesting afternoon.”

Akutagawa looked at Atsushi and held out his hand, and Atsushi folded his arms. “We share a bank account! I’m not giving you any money for being right.”

“Your gambling losses fill a void in my soul, weretiger. Pay up.”

“We’re not that predictable,” Dazai said defensively, and Chuuya sighed, elbows on his knees and hanging his head. “Are we…?”

Atsushi asked, “How many times did Acchan throw up on you?”

“Only the once, and—” Dazai frowned, and stared at Atsushi for a moment. “I don’t like it when you do that, Atsushi-kun.”

“Well, he didn’t learn it from me,” Akutagawa said, and Dazai’s frown grew deeper.

“I wanna ride on the scrambler again!” Acchan said, jabbing his finger in the distance, in what was presumably the direction of the ride. “And I wanna ride on a roller coaster!”

“I don’t think you’ve miraculously grown tall enough for the roller coaster overnight,” Chuuya said, and Acchan groaned in disappointment. Dazai opened his mouth, but Chuuya kept talking. “And we can absolutely ride the scrambler again, just not immediately after you eat.”

Acchan climbed down from Dazai’s shoulders, and Dazai winched, rubbing his neck. “Ryuu-chan will ride the scrambler with me!” he said, grabbing Ryuu-chan by the wrist. “Let’s go!”

Rashomon gently looped around both Acchan and Ryuu-chan’s chests. “Just a moment,” Akutagawa said, and Acchan made a frustrated noise, still attempting to run against the harness. “No running off again.”

Acchan let out a disgruntled groan and went limp against the restraint, hanging there with his limbs dangling. Ryuu-chan stood beside him and looked unimpressed, while Akutagawa ignored the overwrought baby weretiger theatrics completely. “Are we doing rides this early?”

“Figured we would,” Chuuya said. “Get some rides in before we stuff the small vomit rockets full of greasy amusement park food and then we can hit the waterpark for the rest of the day, since we missed out yesterday.”

“I haven’t thrown up at all,” Ryuu-chan made a point of saying.

“They haven’t eaten yet today?” Atsushi said, surprised, and Dazai shook his head.

“We had breakfast, uh, early.” He frowned. “I’m not sure they even slept. Acchan was crawling all over us before the sun was even up this morning.”

Atsushi and Akutagawa exchanged amused, knowing looks. “Daaaaad,” Acchan whined impatiently.

“I’ll ride the scrambler with you both,” Chuuya announced, catching Acchan and Ryuu-chan’s hands in either of his. “But we have to sit in a red car.”

Atsushi watched Chuuya hurry off with them and scratched his hand through his hair in amusement. “Chuuya-san likes the rides just as much as the kids do, doesn’t he?”

“Be careful, Atsushi-kun, he’s been eyeing the roller coasters,” Dazai warned, and Akutagawa snorted. “You may be corralled into riding them.”

Atsushi shrugged, unbothered. “They didn’t run you too ragged I hope, Dazai-san.”

Dazai looked off in the direction Chuuya had vanished in, with the kids. “Nah,” he said, looking strangely wistful for a moment. “Nothing we couldn’t handle, at least.”

=====

The kids rode the scrambler, and the bumper cars, and the carousel, and both Acchan and Ryuu-chan dragged on Akutagawa’s arms until he caved and deigned to get on the swings with them. Atsushi got a fantastic picture of Akutagawa sitting in the bucket swing, arms folded, face extremely deadpan, his hair flapping back as they rode the attraction.

“I am making this my new background,” he announced, already tapping away at his phone and ignoring the glare from Akutagawa.

“No,” Akutagawa said firmly to the spinning cups ride. “You will not trick me into that abomination again.” He and Atsushi stood on the sidelines for that one, watching as Dazai and Ryuu-chan rotated at a sedate pace in one cup while the absolute blur of Chuuya and Acchan going by was making even Atsushi a bit motion-sick. Atsushi couldn’t get a picture to save his life, but he did a video of Acchan unable to walk in a straight line for a solid five minutes after exiting the ride.

“Okay, I think that’s enough of rides for a bit,” Dazai said, and Chuuya hooked his arm through Atsushi’s, catching him off guard as he tried to get another picture.

“That means it’s grown-up rides time,” he announced, and before Atsushi could get a word of protest edgewise he was yanked away, practically dragged after Chuuya with neither a bye nor leave.

Akutagawa watched them go, and then turned to the kids. “Anyone hungry?” he asked, already knowing the answer. It provided an ample distraction, as Acchan was looking upset at being left behind from the ride he really wanted to go on but was far too small for.

“I want pizza!” Acchan announced, and Ryuu-chan thought about it for a moment before agreeing.

They picked a food vendor not far from the boulevard where all the carnival games were, parting the flow of traffic through the arcade. They could hear the screams of rides even from here, a roller coaster rattling nearby with regularity, which didn’t distract the ravenous children even slightly. Between the two of them, they polished off nearly an entire pizza, which would have been a considerable feat if one of the six-year-olds wasn’t a bottomless pit.

“Are those the rigged games?” Akutagawa asked, sitting opposite the children at a picnic table. Dazai was seated beside him, gangly legs sprawled out to the side and drinking a beer, uninterested in the pizza. “They must be making a fortune.”

“Eh, they let people win now and again,” Dazai said. “It’s less actual games of skill and more straight gambling that you’ll be the lucky one chosen to show that people can win.” He tilted his cheek against his hand thoughtfully. “Why, Akutagawa-kun, are you thinking about causing a problem?”

Akutagawa gave Dazai a side-eye. “No,” he said flatly, then indicated with his head. At one of the booths there were enormous stuffed animals, all of them bigger than both kids put together—and one of them was a cartoonishly proportioned white tiger with enormous eyes. “I was thinking the weretiger would hate that and I absolutely want to make him carry it around all day.”

Dazai snickered. “I bet we could make it happen.”

Akutagawa smirked.

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Atsushi, exiting the ride, was presented with a very large, somehow moving, white tiger plush. He stopped dead in the middle of the walkway and Chuuya just walked full into his back, rebounded, and said, “th’ fuck, what did you stop for—?” He leaned around Atsushi. “What the fuck is that?”

Muffled, from underneath, came Acchan’s voice. “DAD LOOK WHAT I WON!”

Atsushi opened his mouth, closed it, and covered his mouth with his hand.

The rear of the stuffed animal hoisted a little higher—bolstered by Rashomon tentacles immediately recognizable as the color of Ryuu-chan’s shirt. “It’s so big,” he heard Ryuu-chan grunt, and the front started moving independently of the back as Acchan tried to decide where they were headed next.

The other parkgoers gave them wide berth, thankfully. Chuuya started laughing as soon as he realized there were kids manning the stuffed animal like worker ants carrying leaves, and Atsushi looked around until he spotted Akutagawa standing not far away, holding a comically oversized drink with a bendy stray that had loops and spirals that could only have been Ryuu-chan’s pick.

Dazai was conspicuously absent.

Atsushi gave his husband his best death glare from across the stretch of pavement, which never worked out for him but he always gave it a shot. “That’s, uh, great, Acchan,” he said, thankful that the tiger blocked most of Atsushi’s clearly displeased expression. “What are you going to do with it?”

Acchan popped his head out from under the beast’s jaw. “I named him Oscar,” he said.

“…Oscar?”

Chuuya was laughing so hard he could barely keep upright. “I suggested Siegfried,” Dazai said, turning up behind Chuuya. “No one listens to my suggestions.” He had multiple beers balanced in his palm.

“Isn’t the alcohol supposed to be kept in the designated areas?” Atsushi asked with a sigh but didn’t turn away the beer Dazai offered him.

“We’ve already been kicked out of this park once, what are they going to do, kick us out again?”

“Yes, that’s usually how these things tend to go,” Atsushi stopped in front of Akutagawa. “Really?”

“Acchan wanted to win a prize as well,” Akutagawa said. “He did it all by himself.”

“I did!” Acchan’s voice was muffled again, and he steered his tiger directly into the wall beside Akutagawa. Akutagawa made no effort to stop the impact, watching with some amusement as they bounced off the brick and fell over, unharmed. “It was so cool! Isn’t Oscar cool?”

“Sure is,” Atsushi said with a sigh. “Maybe you should let me carry Oscar for you, Acchan, before you and your brother get hurt.”

They ran ahead but kept in sight as Atsushi slung the enormous stuffed animal over his shoulders. “Good job,” he told Akutagawa. “It’s going to break their hearts to leave this monstrosity behind because it definitely will not fit in our luggage.”

“Ah, we can take it back,” Chuuya said, smacking Atsushi flat-handed between the shoulder blades.

“You’d have to buy a plane ticket for it, Chuuya-san. There’s no way it can go as luggage, and I can’t let you spend that sort of money on this cheap newspaper-filled thing.”

Dazai snorted. “Checked luggage? Did you really think we flew commercial?”

Akutagawa turned his head and stared at Chuuya. “You made us fly commercial with the children while you showed up in a private jet?”

Chuuya drained the last of his beer. “Being the boss has its perks,” he said, crumpling the plastic cup, and then polishing off Atsushi’s for good measure. “Besides, you wouldn’t have taken me up on it if I’d offered, it was hard enough getting you all here before Atsushi realized I’d covered everything.”

Atsushi sighed. “If you lose Oscar in transit, it won’t break my heart,” he said, as they headed toward the waterpark. “Really, it won’t. Please, please lose him in transit.”

“I think he should work for the Port Mafia,” Dazai said. “Give him Akutagawa’s old position.”

Chuuya got a thoughtful look on his face. “He’s actually considering it,” Akutagawa said dryly.

“Good. We could use the additional paycheck.”

“What was that about not taking Port Mafia money again, Atsushi-kun?”

“If Chuuya-san makes a stuffed tiger a Port Mafia executive, I will gladly take that money just for the sheer absurdity of it. And besides, I’d be taking the money from the tiger. The tiger is taking the money from the mafia.”

Dazai laughed. “Incredible.”

“Your rules-lawyering is once again unparalleled, weretiger,” Akutagawa said with a roll of his eyes, and Atsushi shrugged.

“Dad, Dad, come on! There are paddle boats!” Acchan stood on the wide bridge that spanned over a water feature full of people in colorful boats paddling past. He pointed at them. “Can we? Can we?”

“Your turn,” Atsushi said viciously to Akutagawa, as Ryuu-chan came running over to grab him by the arm and pull him in the direction of the water.

“Acchan is going to overturn that boat with all three of them in it,” Chuuya said.

“Yup,” Atsushi sat the tiger on a bench that faced the water and sat down beside it. He listened to the quick game of jankenpon, heard Chuuya grunt in annoyance, and go join Akutagawa and the kids in line, as Dazai plopped onto the bench on the other side of Oscar.

He passed Atsushi a small container of popcorn. “This should be good.”

=====

The shadows eventually grew long on the ground. The plan was initially to try to stay for the end-of-the-night fireworks display, but the kids weren’t going to make it. Atsushi carried Acchan on his back while Chuuya managed Oscar the Tiger instead; Ryuu-chan was somehow still on his feet but held tight to Dazai’s hand as he faded fast.

They paused to swap bags and belongings as they passed through the gates and back out of the park. Acchan yawned and waved at his stuffed tiger. “I’ll see you at home, Oscar,” he mumbled, putting his head against Atsushi’s shoulder.

Atsushi exhaled and smiled. “Dazai-san, Chuuya-san, thank you so much for this. You’ve really made this week special for the kids, we can’t ever repay it.”

Akutagawa lifted Ryuu-chan into his arms, nodding in agreement. “And special for us as well,” he added, and exchanged a soft look with Atsushi.

Chuuya clapped Akutagawa on the back, looking at Atsushi. “This is the sort of thing you do for family,” he said grandly. “I’m gonna spoil the fuck out of your kids, and you can’t stop me. And spoil the fuck outta you two as well.”

“And me,” Dazai chimed in, but Chuuya waved him off dismissively.

“Occasionally him. When he deserves it.”

“Thank you, Chuuya-san.”

Chuuya took a step back and folded one elbow over Oscar’s head, leaning on the enormous plush. “And that. Can it with the formality, jeez.”

“Thank you, Chuuya-oji,” Akutagawa said completely deadpan, and Chuuya groaned while Dazai laughed.

“Okay, fine, I asked for that.” He tapped Oscar’s head. “Enjoy your last few days, we’ll see you when you get home.”

Ryuu-chan and Acchan were both completely out by the time they got back to the hotel; neither even woke to complain when Akutagawa dressed them in their pajamas and tucked them into the bed they were sharing. “Out like lights,” Akutagawa confirmed, closing the balcony door behind him to join Atsushi at the railing.

The sun was just barely past the horizon, pink streaks still fading into twilight. Atsushi put his arm around Akutagawa’s side, and Akutagawa leaned into him. They rested their heads against each other, looking out over the ocean.

Atsushi let out a contented sigh and shifted, turning his head just slightly, and Akutagawa moved to match him, kissing him gently as the stars began to twinkle high above their heads. In the distance they could hear the live music starting up again, carried on the ocean breeze.

The sun lays down inside the ocean, I’m right where I belong. Feel the air, the salt on my skin The future’s coming on And after living through these wild years And coming out alive I just want to lay my head here And stop running for a while.

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Atsushi juggled his keys and the luggage, opening the front door only to immediately close it again. “No.”

Acchan pushed past him, which was a good thing because Akutagawa was exhausted and in no mood to deal with any tomfoolery.

“OSCAR!” Acchan yelled; energy returned.

Sitting in the center of the main room was the enormous stuffed white tiger. It wore what looked like one of Chuuya’s old hats—not even close to large enough for the brim to brush either ear—giant gaudy pink novelty sunglasses, a tie, and an ID badge on a lanyard that had a picture of the tiger with the name “OSCAR” on it.

Next to him, on the coffee table, was a framed copy of the picture they’d taken before they left, the six of them in front of the big fountain at the entrance: Acchan and Ryuu-chan hugging Oscar between them, Dazai giving Atsushi bunny ears with Chuuya’s arm around his waist, and Atsushi and Akutagawa smiling at each other and not the camera.

Akutagawa held the framed picture in both hands and didn’t move while Atsushi brought the rest of the luggage in. Atsushi tucked his arms around Akutagawa’s waist and put his chin on his shoulder. “Let’s make sure to hang it where we all can see it,” Atsushi suggested softly, and Akutagawa nodded his head, mouth pressed flat and clearly not trusting himself to speak.

Atsushi didn’t move for a long moment, just holding him—until they heard both kids fall down the stairs trying to get the stuffed tiger up to their room. Atsushi sighed and Akutagawa chuckled softly. “It’s good to be home,” he said, and Atsushi kissed the side of his head before going to check the damage.

Akutagawa laid the picture back on the coffee table and went to help.

<< Chapter 3

[ciaossu-imagines]

Personalization Prompt #2 – Ketchup

BLACK: what face claim from an anime, comic book, or cartoon do I associate with you?

Oh, this was a hard one! Of course, there’s that sort of lean towards your icon or plain out just seeing you as Apple, but just taking a step back, I think I have to go with a cartoon character here instead of an anime character, but Audrey Ramirez from Atlantis: The Lost Empire, is probably the closest I could come to how I picture you!

WHITE: what flame type and box weapon do I think you’d have in the khr!verse?

I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before, but there’s a couple different ideas I do have for you as far as Flame types go. Of course, because of your impressive creativity and interesting ways of thinking, there is the desire to put you as a Mist Flame, since you are someone who could easily create things with that brilliant mind of yours. However, overall, I do think you give off the Aura of someone with a Rain Flame slightly more, so I do have you as a Rain Flame type. As far as box weapons go, I definitely think a Rain raven box weapon would be what you use, because of the obvious spiritual, emotional, and intellectual beliefs around the bird. In my head, it normally perches on your shoulder but it can fly around, spreading the Flames over a fairly wide area or it has the added ability of being able to calm and almost tranquilize whoever it lands on that is not you.

RED: what aesthetics do I associate with you?

The smell of home-cooked meals and the act of making food alongside friends or family, with shared laughs and memories to treasure forever. Backpacking abroad, new adventures with every step of a hiking boot clad foot. Calm and peacefulness. Kindness, always choosing to reach out a hand to those in need. Intelligence and compassion mingling beautifully. Thesis papers. Always having multiple things on the go, always moving and doing and thinking. Soft music in the background, soothing the soul. Bright smiles and sun-bathed skin. Soft faux-fur.

BLUE: what are three songs I’d put on a playlist for you?

LOST BOY, ruth b.

A CLOSE FRIEND, james newton howard

I SWALLOWED HARD, LIKE I UNDERSTOOD, 65daysofstatic

YELLOW: what fictional world out of all my fandoms would I picture you in?

Obviously, hands down, it’s Katekyo Hitman Reborn. However, I could easily see you fitting into both the Nanbaka, Servamp, and Saiyuki universes!

GREEN: who would I pair you with out of all my fandoms?

Obviously, for KHR it’s Reborn. For K Project, it’s Munakata. For Nanbaka, it’s Jyugo. For Welcome to Demon School, Iruma-kun! it’s Goemon. For Bungou Stray Dogs, it’s Akutagawa. For Servamp, it’s Tsurugi. For Saiyuki, it’s Hakkai. For Eyeshield 21, it’s Kid. For Ronin Warriors, it’s Rowen. For Kekkaishi, it’s Makio. For GetBackers, it’s Emishi. For Black Cat, it’s Train. For Karneval, it’s Gareki. For Gangsta., it’s Nic. For Bleach, it’s Byakuya. For Naruto, it’s Kakashi. For Deadman Wonderland, it’s Nagi. For Ouran, it’s the twins, both of them. For Durarara!!, it’s Kadota. For Yu Yu Hakusho, it’s Kuwabara. For Gintama, it’s Kondo. For Mystic Messenger, it’s Yoosung. For Ikemen Revolution, it’s Kyle. For Blush Blush, it’s Cashew. For Date Warp, it’s Nathaniel. For Hatoful Boyfriend, it’s Sakuya. For The Outsiders, it’s Sodapop. For Class of the Titans, it’s Neil. For Ultimate Spider-Man, it’s Harry. For Gravity Falls, it’s Stan. For The Mighty Ducks, it’s Adam. For The Covenant, it’s Tyler. For Jungle Fury, it’s Dom. For Ninja Storm, it’s Cam. For Mystic Force, it’s Nick.

PURPLE: what gif reminds me of you?

PINK: if you were an AU, what type of AU would you be?

Maybe I’m being influenced by recent conversations we’ve had, but I do think it would be an isekai AU, based around platonic bonds and building a found family 😊

RAINBOW: if i were to write a khr sequel, following Tsuna’s demise, and could only use my reader’s as characters, who would you be?

Okay, I have two ideas…bear with me as they’re both kind of implausible, but I like to believe fun nonetheless. We’re going to set aside the fact that going canon means there will be no future generations of Arcobaleno, but if there were, I’d see you as the next Rain Arcobaleno. Otherwise, I see you as part of the Vongola, as one of the medical team…as in, someone finally realized how important mental health is in the Mafia and you work alongside the doctors and nurses helping the Family members maintain their mental health and you have friends and family and loved ones and your life, despite being a part of the Mafia goes nice and peacefully and you’re treasured and valued and it’s all nice and soft and peaceful and I like that for you.

[mewnekoice-mecha]

Hope

@selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs

GL doing a mashup for a Project, Bungou gang hear part of it while still in the game. Play video when Part 2 is spoken. (Don't own video or other images)

It was another day for the Bungou cast. When they tune in to see what GL was up to today. Logining in they noticed that GL wasn't alone, other than her there were three males and one other female. Also, music was playing in the background, but it sounded.....off?

"Hey, what's GL doing? Who are those people?" Atsushi asked. "Not sure but whatever is going on, I think were about to get a clue." Ranpo said.

It suddenly went dark, before words showed on a board behind them. "Is this what I think,"Kunikida.

Part 2: Wild & Free (GL, Female, Male) "Huh, whatever this is, is being done in movements," Dazai speculated.

Baby, this is what you came for Lightning strikes every time she moves

We're all bored, we're all so tired of everything We wait for trains that just aren't coming We show off our different scarlet letters— Trust me, mine is better I was so much younger yesterday

You're a real life fantasy, you're a real life fantasy (huh!) But you're moving so carefully; let's start living dangerously

Deep in my bones, I can feel you Take me back to a time only we knew Hideaway, I… (I wanna feel you un—feel you under my body) We could waste the night with an old film Smoke a little weed on the couch in the back room Hideaway, I… When I'm low, low, low, low I, oh, I, oh, I Got me feeling drunk and high So high, so high (Ah Ah Ah) Oh, I, oh, I, oh, I Now I'm feeling drunk and high So high, so high (Ah Ah Ah)

Can't keep my hands to myself I thank God every day (u-huh) (My hands to myself) That I woke up feelin' this way (Can't keep my hands to myself)

"wow, this isn't just one song is it," Chuuya remarked. "This is an amazing talent."

Don't give up, I won't give up (woo-hoo) Don't give up, no no no (I won’t give up) Don't give up, I won't give up (woo-hoo) Don't give up, no no no

Cause I got that sunshine in my pocket Got that good soul in my feet I feel that hot blood in my body when it drops, ooh (I’m a cool girl) I can't take my eyes up off it, moving so phenomenally (I love cheap thrills) Hey Room on lock the way we rock it, so don't stop (I love cheap thrills) We're gonna be alright

Baby, don't you know All them tears gon' come and go Baby, you just gotta make up your mind That every little thing is gonna be alright You don't gotta go to work

Gimme the ting and make me rock in a dance (work, work, work) Gimme the ting and make me rock in a dance (work, work, work, work) Mash it up, hot step in a dance (work, work, work, work) Gimme the ting and make me rock (work, work, work) Light it up

He won't touch you like I do (Let me love you) He won't love you like I would (Let me love you) He don't know your body, he don't do you right (woo) He won't love you like I would Love you like I would You’ll never bring me down (woo)

(He) Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here (woo) Oh, baby, you should go and love yourself (oh) Like we used to do… (He) Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here (woo shit) And I can't wait till we can break up outta here ("Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No")

Here oh, oh, oh He better call Becky with the good hair

As that part faded, new words showed up.

Part 3: Hurt & Lost

(I) Paradise, paradise, paradise, paradise (War zone, war zone, war zone, war zone) There's no use crying about it Darling, all I know is we're hiding away from this tonight Sad song, Oh, this tonight, sad song

I'm praying to catch you whispering (Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah) No easy love could ever make me feel the same I got high as your expectations Last night, I came to a realization And I hope you can take it No, I'm too good to you

But, baby, don't get it twisted You was just another man on the hit list Tryna fix your inner issues with a bad bitch Didn't they tell you that I was a savage? Fuck your white horse and a carriage Bet you never could imagine Daddy told me “Go, go ahead now.”

[Shot gun] I know what you did last summer (ah-ah) Just lie to me there's no other (he-ey) I know what you did last summer Tell me where you've been You needed me (hoo-woo hoo-woo-woo hoo-woo) On that, it's almost shocking Gone, gone (ho-yeah)

In the night she hears him calling (woo) In the night she's dancing to relieve the pain That's why I need a one dance Got a Hennessy in my hand With you in the middle (we don't have to go out) I'm just a sucker for pain

(Oh) Soon I'll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me? (Oh) Soon I'll be sixty years old (you were so perfect) You were a, you were a perfect illusion (ah)

Ah-ah

"AH WHAT'S GL DOING," Kenji yelped in shocked, as GL was now the only person being shown, sadly smiling at the camera.

GL: True love brought salvation back into me. With every tear came redemption, and my torture became my remedy.

Part 4: Relief & Reminiscence

(Something bout you)

I hate you, I love you I hate that I love you Don't want to but I can't put nobody else above you I hate you, I love you I hate that I want you You want her, you need her And I'll never be her

This was all you, none of it me You put your hands on, on my body and told me Mmm That was what you told me

I'm giving you up I've forgiven it all You set me free

Are we out of the woods yet? Are we out of the woods yet? Are we out of the woods yet? Are we out of the woods? Are we in the clear yet? Are we in the clear yet? Are we in the clear yet? In the clear yet? Good

Can't you see there's no other man above you? What a wicked way to treat the girl that loves you Hold up, they don't love you like I love you Slow down, they don't love you like I love you

I hop up out the bed and get my swag on Baby I just need one good one to stay (Ba ba ba ba ba) Hey

I'll stop time for you The second you say you'd like me too (Ah ah oh ah ah) I just wanna give you the loving that you're missing Baby, just to wake up with you Would be everything I need and this could be so different Tell me what you want to do (standing with the army)

Dark times Baby when we were young There was nothing to make believe (Bright side) And the songs that we sang They were written for you and me But yet it's everything So don't change a thing We both know what they say about us Now you need to forward and give me all the…

Work, work, work, work, work, work He said me hafi Work, work, work, work, work, work He see me do mi Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt! And so me put in Work, work, work, work, work, work

(Woo) Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out (Woo) Are we out of the woods? Hey!

Remember when you hit the brakes too soon? Twenty stitches in the hospital room When you started cryin', baby, I did, too But when the sun came up, I was lookin' at you Remember when we couldn't take the heat I walked out and said, "I'm settin' you free," But the monsters turned out to be just trees And when the sun came up, you were lookin' at me

It was just like a song My God, this reminds me Of when we were young

If you're ready, if you're ready (send my love to your new lover) If you're ready, I'm ready (treat her better) We've gotta let go of all of our ghosts We both know we ain't kids no more

Come on, let it go (If you're ready, if you're ready) Just let it be (If you're ready, I'm ready) Why don't you be you (If you're ready, if you're ready) And I'll be me?

I'm only one (my youth is yours) Call away (wild wild) I'll be there to save the day (wild wild) (We ain't ever getting older) You're driving me wild, wild, wild (Shake, Bend and break, but I can't turn away) You're driving me wild, wild, wild (and it's driving me wild) We ain't ever getting older

It was just like a movie It was just like a song When we were young

Silence, before cheers erupted from the cast. they got so hyped they started spaming the game in text feature with gifts and outfits.

"Hey GL, you're phone is spasing out, you got a date or something," a male said, grabbing GL attention.

"No, wonder what's going on...huh what in the?" GL was shocked to see she had new gifts from her Bungou game, out of nowhere. It was a mystery.