#CHIBIIII

[dabunnyvm]

unamused

[itsana004]

Cute <333

droite 𐦍

[4rabu]

chibiiiis 💗💗💗

[chuuyaspinkmotorcycle]

Day 23: Beast AU

“Chibi! Are you ready?” echoes from inside the apartment.

Chuuya sends a glare down the hall that won’t even be seen by the brunet. “Just give me a minute, you impatient ass,” he shouts back.

He readjusts his vest, double checking that he has everything he needs for his outfit for tonight. Dazai has one of his rare meetings he has to attend outside of the Port Mafia buildings – a small convention center hosting a ball by one of their alliances.

It’d be rude not to show up, and as the boss’ right-hand man, Chuuya’s required to go with him. 

Doing one last check in the mirror, he grabs his daggers and his hat, then moves out to their living room. Unfortunately, being Dazai’s right-hand man also means he has to live with the bastard.

Dazai’s lazing on the couch upside-down like he always did when they were teens. Upon seeing Chuuya coming down the hall, he rearranges himself and springs up.

Chuuya scowls at the new wrinkles Dazai caused to his dress shirt, all the redhead’s hard work ironing the thing going down the drain.

Whatever, they’re out of time now. Dazai’s coat should cover the worst of them. 

He takes just a moment to straighten Dazai’s tie, then drags the man to the door with him.

Their drive to the place is quick, eclipsed in the way they throw insults back and forth like they always have. Another routine in the daily schedule they’ve been following ever since they were fifteen.

They take the back entrance into the center’s parking lot, being dropped off easily before taking an elevator down into the center’s hidden ballroom. 

They’re led down halls dimly lit until they end up in front of double doors pillared by guards. With a wave of their guide’s hand, the guards open the doors to a bright, chandelier-lit room.

There’s already other group members here, each affiliated in corners of the room, it seems, but as the doors swing shut, Chuuya stands guard, watching as everyone turns their heads to their presence.

Dazai practically skips his way forward, and Chuuya has to pick up his step to keep even with him. Murmurs reach their ears around them, voices dipping as eyes narrow in caution. 

Chuuya does it right back, snarling at any who dare to even look at Dazai wrong. They have no right when he’s the PM Boss.

They find themselves at the head table, waiting for their host to begin the event. And once it does…

Chuuya’s bored out of his mind. 

What was the point of coming here if all they’re going to do is sit and watch others dance around? The host only shared a minute’s worth of words with Dazai just to confirm a deal they made a week ago before leaving to go talk to other sponsors.

“Chibi’s such a guard dog, he should relax,” Dazai whispers, nudging him under the table with his foot. 

Chuuya only tsks. They’re not here to relax, and it’s not Chuuya’s duty to do so. He swore his life to this bastard and he won’t be the reason if something happened to Dazai because he was slacking off.

Dazai sighs, pushing himself up from the table. “Guess we’re doing this the hard way.”

Chuuya goes to look up at the man, eyebrow already raised in judgement, when he feels hands under his arms and dragging him upwards.

“Chibiiii,” Dazai complains as he pulls. Chuuya’s a dead weight in his arms and Dazai’s never had time for exercise while being the boss. “Get uppp!”

He can see the gears turning in Chuuya’s brain before he relaxes enough only to take his weight from Dazai’s arms. Chuuya doesn’t slap his hands away from where they find their place on top of his shoulders.

“What is it, shitty mackerel?” Chuuya glares at him, and Dazai feels a pang in his heart. He’s beginning to realize just how much he’ll miss this.

“Let’s dance, slug~” Using his grip on Chuuya’s shoulders, Dazai yanks him forward and to the dance floor behind him, stepping backwards as he keeps his eye on Chuuya. 

“We aren’t here to–” Chuuya starts. Quickly, Dazai readjusts his hold on his arms and swings himself to the side, forcing Chuuya to rebalance them both in a dip. He feels Chuuya studying him, sees how his eyes move all over his face before he seems to come to a conclusion. “Ugh, fine. Just one song.”

Dazai nods eagerly, pulling himself up and repositioning his grip on Chuuya. He can feel the looks from other participants in the room but he knows nothing will happen. They wouldn’t dare release the wrath of his dog should they do anything dumb.

They twist around in a waltz, steps in sync as they glide. Even if it’s been years since Kouyou had forced them to learn at the age of fifteen, the movements are not lost, only enhanced by time.

Dazai admires Chuuya’s natural beauty; his red hair, bright as the sun. His blue eyes, never wavering away from him. The way there’s a certain boyish charm in how he smiles lopsidedly, even if he isn’t doing it at the moment, frown still in place at Dazai’s antics.

Dazai feels his own smile dim.

In two days, Chuuya is being sent on a mission up north – reconnaissance with an ally group. 

In two days, Dazai will throw himself off of the Port Mafia tower after revealing the secrets of this world.

For now, he can’t help but be selfish as he spins Chuuya around, laughing at the flush on his cheeks before the redhead gets revenge by dipping him low.

[w1yre]

chibiiii

also can be matching icons with credit :333333

i could yap for hours about this costume look at how cute he is,,,,,

[ruelin024]

OKAY BUT SWAP AS M3 (the one with the hammer I don’t know if I’m correct but just AHAHAHHAAAA)

MWEHEHEHE ♪(^∇^*) chibiiii

[xichenggg]

Chibiiii🤍

[skybiie]

Saturn chibiiii!! Wasn’t sure what else to post for this week since the schedule is a bit off but yeeee :3

[f1esheater]

I 100% LAWRENCE AND GOT ANOTHER CHIBIIII RAHHHHHHHHHH

[larz-barz]

HEHEHE I MADE A NEW MIKI CHIBIIII<3333

[sunnikos]

Day 5: BIRTHDAY!!!

Hello! I am participating in Dazai Birthday Week 2024. This is Day 5! I’m finally all caught up, Jesus. I was almost late with this one too, yikers.

818 words

Enjoy the piece, and thank you for reading my submissions(?) sayonara!

| Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 |

Dazai called it two weeks ago. His lovely detective coworkers couldn’t outsmart him, hah! He declared it to the agency the second he figured it out. They all complained for a day or so before they all dropped the facade and started asking him how he wanted the party to go. He wouldn’t say he’s picky, but since it’s his birthday, he decided he could be a freaking primadonna about it. Who could really blame him? This was basically his reward for figuring the scheme out early.

He decided it would only make sense to have the celebration in the ADA building; there are so many memories there. There needed to be tons of alcohol and juice for the children, of course. Yosano and he came up with a bunch of ridiculous games that get even wilder when everyone is drunk. All in all, Dazai would say he did good. He and his friends had an excellent time, the kiddos were sent home early to avoid the drunken adult shenanigans, Atsushi confessed to a dark-colored tablecloth, thinking it was that Port Mafia brat he used to train.

The entire night was entertaining, amusing, you name it! Hell, Dazai is half convinced he’ll find a video of Kunikida kissing the agency cow when he wakes up. What an interesting prospect. Still, Dazai wishes he was also sharing a drink with two impossible people right now. He’s brought back to the present by Ranpo waving a lollipop in his face like it will cure cancer and bring his dead friend back to life.

“My gift to you.” he proclaims, as if it’s the grandest reward one can give.

“Gee thanks, I’ll treasure it.”

“Good, it’s worth like ten of your heads or something, super limited edition.”

“If by limited edition you me washed in with your laundry because you forgot to take it out of your pants? Then yes.”

“See, you always get it.”

“But of course.”

Then his phone is buzzing. Just this once, Dazai begins to wonder what it was. Since most of his coworkers appear to be gone or heading home, he sneaks a peek at his cellular device. On it is a location drop to a familiar bar from a certain slug. Should he go? Would it make things worse to go there? Dazai doesn’t know. His sour expression must have given away his mood, or maybe Yosano smells it on him. Either way, she rounds on him with her interogation, “How’s your party birthday boy?”

“It’s everything I imagined it to be.” he answers.

“That’s great; otherwise you finding out and planning it yourself would’ve been a waste.” she jokes.

“Yes, now get on with it, I know your going to extract the information you want from me whether I like it or not. “

Yosano rolls her eyes but obliges him, “So whats got you all twisted up on your birthday?”

Dazai sighs and hands Yosano his phone.

She takes it and looks over it, confused, “A random location drop from ‘Slug’?”

“Yes well, it’s not actually so random. Chibi wants to meet up at a place that used to be very important to me.”

“It’s not important to you anymore, then?” she asks, handing the phone back.

“It’s complicated.”

“Right, well, if you don’t want to go, don’t. But if you’re gonna sit here sulking about it, then I think you should just rip the band aid off and go. Party’s practically over anyway.”

Dazai nods, and Yosano takes that as her sign to leave. He lingers a bit, before getting on with it and heading to Lupin. Getting there is easy. Opening the door is not. He’s stalling, he knows. This place was once his escape, and now he wants to escape from it. Then, someone walks out, and Dazai sees the inside long enough to spot Chuuya, smooshed against the bar counter with a glass of.. whiskey?

His confusion propels him into the establishment, and he shakes Chuuya by his shoulder.

“Chibiiii, chiiibiiiii.”

Chuuya groans and takes a swig of his drink before addressing Dazai.

“You’re an idiot.”

“Hey! It’s my birthday, you can’t say that!”

“Try and stop me.” he challenges.

Dazai smiles, "Okay!" and steals Chuuya’s drink, draining it in record time.

“Hey! What the fuck, give it back!”

“Little late for that slug.” he grins.

“Fuck you.”

“So, what are we doing here?”

“Reminiscing, I guess.” Chuuya says.

Dazai casts a questioning gaze, and Chuuya sighs.

“I guess I just wanted to see you.”

“Wow, that’s-”

“I know, just shut up about it.”

The silence lasts until Chuuya speaks again, “I’m tired of celebrating your birthday alone, you prick.”

“...I see..”

“Whatever, this was stupid. I’m going home.” he gets up and turns towards the door.

“… It was.. good to see you, Chuuya.”

Chuuya sniffs loudly, still facing the door, “You suck.”

Then he’s gone. Dazai orders a drink and smiles fondly.

“You too, chibi.”

[uhukalon]

Strade and Ren 🥰 chibiiii

[xiaosonlybeloved]

Daydreams~ Soukoku

featuring:- Dazai Osamu x Nakahara Chuuya (bsd) tags:- literally none, just fluff, not proofread at all, college au, so my depiction of college might be inaccurate a/n:- amazing just great im going soft :/ also there will be a part 2 to this, maybe more bc i didnt even get to include the main plot point i had for this fic lmao, anyways probably expect me to disappear again haha

wc:- 1.4k || masterlists

Chuuya hesitantly walks into the campus, hoping he didn’t draw much attention to himself. After all, it was his first year here, and he’d just moved in from another city. The last thing he needed was unwanted attention right in the beginning of the year. 

Thankfully, he seems to blend in well with the crowd, and he can easily admire the large campus without being called out for it. A relieved smile rests on his face as he keeps his stuff into his locker, checking his schedule for the day. 

When there’s around 5 minutes left for the first lecture, Chuuya goes to head off to class, but instead his books end up clattering to the ground as he violently bumps into someone much taller than him the moment he turns. Annoyed, he steps back to pick up his books, glancing to see the rude person who had been rushing through the corridors so late. 

‘Gods, he’s pretty.’ Is the first thought that goes through Chuuya’s mind the moment he sees the face framed in soft brown curls. 

“Oh, sorry there, you’re so short I didn’t see you, chibi!” The brunette he just met for the first time cheerfully and mockingly says to him as an apology. Naturally, the next thing that Chuuya thinks is ‘Why the hell is he so annoying.’ The boy was clearly late on the first day, and then he has the audacity to make fun of his height? With such a sorry excuse of an apology when he was the one who bumped into Chuuya? “Oi, what the hell did you call me? I’m not short, you get that? I’m still growing. And keep your eyes and head on the ground, not in the sky, or you’ll take a nasty fall soon.” Chuuya retorts angrily, pushing past the irritating (irritatingly pretty) brunette so that he wasn’t late, unlike a certain someone. Of course though, during his short walk to class, his thoughts were plagued by someone he’d rather not think about.

Thankfully, he was well in time for class, having gotten some time to socialize too. He thinks he’s met some nicer people, who introduced themselves as Gin, Akutagawa and Higuchi. ‘Today might actually be the beginning of some new friendships.’ he thought with a smile as the hall quietened down when the lecturer walked in. 

******

The lecturer, Oda Sakunosuke, had just started to get into the flow around 5 minutes later, when the door burst open with a very late attendee. The lecturer doesnt seem surprised. “Ah, sorry I’m late, got held up.” says the person who just came in, searching for an empty seat while Oda continued to speak.. 

The pretty guy he bumped into earlier? They shared this class?

And just great. The only empty seat in the hall was beside Chuuya, which meant that the only place the goddamn annoying brunette had to sit in was beside him. “Nice to see you again chibi, didn’t know we shared classes.” The brunette, whose name he still didn’t know, whispered to him with a grin as he settled himself, taking out a notebook. “Can’t you shut up for a while? As you can see, I’m actually paying attention, unlike you.” He whispers back, irritated already, taking notes.

“But this is boringg~” he whined softly. Chuuya slowly exhaled, ignoring the tiresome brunette. (He’s trying his best to not look at him- he doesn’t want to end up admiring the  infuriatingly charming face on the infuriatingly not-charming personality.)

Some time into the lecture, he finds a torn piece of paper on his desk with something scribbled on it. ‘Damn, his handwriting is pretty too. Unfair.’ Chuuya thinks. The paper reads: ‘Chibiiii, entertain me, I have nothing to do!’ with a dumb emoticon after it. He wrinkles his nose as he writes ‘Not interested, focus on the lecture. Don’t irritate me.’ and passes it back to the brunette.

‘Like I said, I’m bored. I don’t even know your name, chibi. :( ’

‘Not like I care, and stop calling me that, my name is Chuuya.’

‘Hmmm, Chuuya, such a pretty and fitting name for such a short person. Well, mine’s Dazai ’

’Thanks ig, and I’m. Not. Short. You’re just taller than average, which is your fault, Now shut the hell up.’

‘No!’

Chuuya crumples the paper from Dazai and puts it under his desk to throw away later. At least he now has a name to put on the person who seems determined to bother him to death. ‘Dazai’s a nice name though.’

When the lecture ended and the students started filing out in small groups, Oda called him and some others. With a gentle smile, he says, “You’re all new here, aren’t you? For you to get accustomed to the campus faster, I’ll be assigning partners to you all who will be showing you around the campus and helping you out whenever you need. In my class, if there are paired projects, these students will be the one you’ll be paired with, for the sake of convenience. Any questions?” When there’s none, he nods and starts calling out the names. The respective student and their partner head off together then. 

When his turn comes, Dazai pops up behind him. “Hello again, chibi Chuuya~ And Oda, I suppose.” Oda ignores him and says, “Dazai, you'll be Chuuya's partner for the year. Don't annoy him or overwhelm him. Get that? If I get any complaints from him, you'll have to deal with me.” “Yes yes Oda, bla bla bla I get that. ” Dazai rolls his eyes, faking an uninterested yawn, and Chuuya again finds himself surprised at his audacity, towards a lecturer no less. “Chuuya, please don't hesitate to inform me if you have any complaints towards him.” Oda tells him, and he nods and Oda dismisses him and Dazai. 

Dazai sticks to him like a dumb piece of gum after that. First on the claim of ‘showing Chuuya around’, which was just him showing Chuuya his favorite spots- which were all quite dangerous by the way, like the mostly abandoned terrace with very weak railings that could possibly break at any moment. Then because he ‘didnt have anyone to sit with’ during lunch. So Dazai ended up sitting with him, Gin, Akutagawa, Higuchi, and two of their older friends who were in second year, Kouyou and Tachihara. He already liked Kouyou because she was a redhead too, and Tachihara was surprisingly easy to get along with. Dazai mostly remained silent, occasionally giving his random opinions on something or teasing Chuuya on his height. Why was Dazai so stuck on it anyways? He was still growing! (Too bad he never did-) Naturally, Chuuya angrily responded with his own insults to Dazai's creative ones, while the others merely laughed at his expense. 

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Chuuya always complained about Dazai being a pest and a menace, but if he would be honest with himself, (which he wouldn't) he enjoyed having Dazai around. The annoyingly pretty brunette was amusing to be around as the days passed, and they honestly connected with each other when it came to important stuff. And although he rarely ever contributed to their group projects, which was incredibly infuriating, whenever he did, his inputs were extremely useful. It made Chuuya want to kick him for not doing more, the asshole. Not that he hadn't done that- he often threw light punches at Dazai when he teased him about his height, but nothing much. And they actually had each other's backs, despite all the teasing and punching. 

All in all, they were very ripe opportunities for Chuuya to start falling for the brunette. I mean, he already had the first time he saw Dazai, y'know? Just that he kinda kept pushing them away, firmly in denial. By the end of the highly eventful year, even his friends had started noticing it, giving them great blackmail material to use against Chuuya.

Eventually, one random day in the second semester, Chuuya ended up wondering if somehow something would change after the end of the year. 

reblogs, comments and votes are very much appreciated <33

[barbatoskisser]

I may be ztaying for venti but i started bc qiqi was frickin adorsble

Speakinf of thr chibiiii-

I want to make her a full time healer but my ass is lazy LMAO

Shes still one of my favs. Shes only ruined my 50/50 once. Or maybe less than once. I think yhe timed ive gotten her were standard lol.

THE CHIBIIIII she deserves headpats tbh

I want to eventuallt gather all the chibis but im missing only klee methinks

Hold on lemme check

Oh nope! Im missing sigewinne and klee :3

One day ima make a whole team of the chibis when i get the motivation, but for now i shall keep collecting constellations for thw husband

Him <3

[mypinterestgotbannedsoimherenow]

Hey

CHIBIIII

[nightdustfallen]

i drew actual good chibiiii