#Dazai even left to get milk

[welivetodream]

*after dinner*

Atsushi, confused: what are you doing Ryuu?

Akutagawa: planting the tails of shrimps to grow them into new ones

Atsushi: h-how is that possible?

Akutagawa: Dazai-san taught me this, it is going to work, you will see.

Atsushi: you can't believe him he was ly---

Chuuya, shuts Atsushi's mouth: don't say things that will discourage a child and stop their imagination

Atsushi: but he is just wasting his time!

Chuuya, shaking his head: let him experiment and find the truth out himself, it's a learning experience for him.

Atsushi: w-where are you going now?

Chuuya: to beat the shit out of Dazai

Atsushi: understandable.

[raitonsfw]

𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 | 𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚘 ꨄ

𝓈𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: Ranpo wasn’t supposed to raid the ADA’s lockers for snacks, but he does anyway. When he opens your locker and spots an enclosed box of Valentine's Day chocolate, he immediately snatched it. Of course, why would he bother to read the ingredients? Cocoa butter, milk, sugar, an aphrodisiac supplement... What could go wrong? Obviously everything; you didn’t know Ranpo was such a whiny bitch when he was horny.

warnings: 18+ mdni, smut, fem!reader, horny!ranpo, slight switch!ranpo (subby then dom), accidental aphrodisiac/drug usage, banter, begging, whining & whimpering, humiliation (ranpo has to ask reader to help him), masturbation, blowjob, ranpo’s a fucking head pusher, teasing, fingering (if you squint), implied sexual intercourse, pet names (good girl), he’s like a dog in heat frfr (or rut, whatever floats your boat), ranpo’s a bit manipulative at the very end, reader works at the ADA, reader has a crush on ranpo & kinda simps for him silently, dazai mention (typical suicide mention & he’s the idiot that started this shit lol)

a/n: hello helloo, my queue posted early but imma keep it up anyways. my lil valentine’s day event starts now (albeit early), with ranpo edogawa leading it with some sexy v-day drug consumption! my first valentine to you until thursday, feb 1st! 💌 wc: 3k. v-day m.list | m.list

divider credit: @hitobaby & @firefly-graphics

“Ranpo, what are you eating?” This was a common phrase that the Armed Detective Agency yelled, much like when you yell at a puppy when they have something in their mouth that they’re not supposed to have. Ranpo’s cheeks poked out slightly as he turned towards you, his head tilting in confusion. He was sitting on top of one of the desks, lounging about like normal but with something noticeably different in his hands; instead of the usual candy he munched on, it was a tiny red hearted box of… chocolate?

You had already started walking towards him with a bit of a rush calculated into your step, eyeing the familiar box of chocolates that were abandoned now on his lap as he leaned back. He popped another piece of chocolate into his mouth as you recognized the wretched package. He had stolen your aphrodisiac chocolate Dazai had jokingly gifted you for Valentine’s Day. “Ranpo!”

“What? You shouldn’t leave chocolate lying around when I’m here.” He said in a matter of factly tone, reaching for another one. You grabbed his wrist quickly to prevent him from eating another, throwing the near empty box in the trash. “What’d you do that for?!”

“Ranpo, those weren’t yours! And they weren’t lying around, they were in my locker!” You pulled him off of the desk by his hand and he stumbled into you slightly as he gained his footing on the floor. “You didn’t even look at the ingredients.”

“You didn’t have to trash ‘em!” He pouted at you, looking back at the trash can with an overexaggerated whine. “Why would I have to look at the ingredients? It’s chocolate.” 

“Because– they were drugged.” You barged into the restroom with him, making sure it was unoccupied. You left him in the middle to wander and he immediately took a seat on the long counter adorned with sinks. The lengthy mirror stared towards the back of him and you could see out of the corner of your eye that he was swinging his feet as you locked the door. 

“Drugged? Drugged with what?” Ranpo asked, a bit too calm. It’s like this has happened and he’s not very surprised. You’ll ask about that later, right now your main priority was getting him water and a nice place to sweat it out for the next few hours– or day considering he ate almost the entire box.

“Aphrodisiacs.” 

“Isn’t that the drug that like… stimulates you?” Ranpo interrupted your thoughts, stretching his arms out with a yawn. How was this man tired in such a constrained situation? “I don’t feel anything.” 

Maybe you should go back and read the amount that’s housed in each chocolate, you could figure out the percentage exactly and then you'd be able to gauge just how much time he would need alone. If you could get him out of the door towards his dorm, of course; that was another issue as you don’t know how fast he consumed the hearts.

“Oh trust me, you will.” You huffed out, mentally checking off everything you needed to do in order to get him out of the office. You needed to collect your paperwork so you could do it while making sure Ranpo didn’t keel over from the dosage and acquire a water bottle in case it's too late to get him to the dorms. “I’m going to get you water, stay right here okay?” 

“Sure, bring me some more snacks while you’re at it.” He leaned back against the mirror with his hands tucked behind his head, crossing his leg over the other with a sly wink at you; perhaps the only time you’d see his green eyes bright before they darkened like a storm. “Don’t keep me waiting long.” 

Fucking idiot.

As you scampered about trying to find a water bottle for Ranpo, you gathered up your belongings and wrapped your head around the situation. You were going to thoroughly kill Dazai if he hasn’t done so already himself, the thought of poisoning your coworker with a shit ton of sexual stimulants weighing heavily on your mind. You knew Ranpo most likely wouldn’t care who you got it from or why you even had it, he would probably brush it off as some weird shit you’re into. Realization suddenly hit you like a million bricks; you didn’t know him sexually, so you had no idea how exactly the aphrodisiacs would affect him.

You were close with Ranpo, but not on this level. 

You also had a slight crush on him ever since you started working with him; he had bothered you for treats on the very first day as you sat down in your office chair. You haven’t even had the chance to set up your desk, trinkets filling the box in your arms as he wheeled over in his chair to you. You liked his personality and gave him a small piece of candy you had stashed in your pocket, which was the worst mistake of your life because now he toyed with you every chance he got; whether you had snacks, candy, or a sweet drink in your hand, it was a ‘can i have some?’ 

“Ranpo?” You knocked on the bathroom door as you returned from the depths of the office, relieved to hear quiet shuffling about the tiny room.

Your relief turned to dread though when you heard his voice answer you back in a tiny whimper. “D-Don’t come in.” 

Oh, you were too late…

“I have water for you.” You said through the door, trying to bask around the uncomfortable situation that’s handed itself to you. Of course it would hit him while you were trying to find things that could help him get through it; why couldn’t the drug have waited a few more minutes?

Ranpo didn’t answer and your mind wandered, what if that dosage was lethal? Dazai would have yet another crime on his fruitful list that he so explicitly told you about, but now you’re an accomplice because the twisted chocolates were in your fucking locker. You tried to open the door, but he had locked it behind you when you had left. You could hear faint breathing on the other side, but it was too hard to make out if he was saying anything. 

“Y/N…” Ranpo managed to speak up after a few moments, quiet desperation overtaking his voice. “Why’d you have that type of chocolate in your locker anyway?” 

Oh, so he does care. It must be serious then. You hung your head against the door, a quiet sigh escaping your lips as you contemplated whether to tell him why or not. 

“Here, let me in. I can help.” You offered, gathering up the things in your hands a bit more neatly as you tried to get him to open the door. You didn’t have a choice but to stay there with him and your paperwork was sitting stale in your hands, the time ticking away and your deadlines getting closer.

“Help with what? I-I got it under control.” Ranpo stammered at the idea and you realize it sounded like you meant something else.

“Not that. I have snacks, you idiot.” 

He opened the door a few seconds after, his cape had been pulled around him towards the front of his lap and he briskly walked back to where he was sitting on the sink’s counter. You could already see the hardened bulge of his cock within the mess of the fabric that covered it and his face had become increasingly red with a blush you’ve never seen on him before. His legs were pried open on the counter and he looked so so desperate, even as he tried not to show it, he failed miserably through the small pants that huffed out of him through every syllable he managed out.

You set the snacks near him on the counter, taking in the sight of his flushed skin peeking out from underneath his clothing. He glanced towards you and your eyes immediately met the mirror in front of you, a blush creeping up on your own face. “Do you want me to stay here with you?” 

“C-Can you sit outside the door and make sure no one comes in?” Ranpo stuttered, looking away from you as he squirmed against the counter. You felt the sudden rush of heat between your legs and you tried not to stumble in front of him as you walked back towards the door. God, what a dream it would be for him to ask for your help but you knew he didn’t like you like that; he would’ve shown interest by now or have been begging on his knees for you to touch him. What a sight that would’ve been…

As you sat amongst the door in the middle of the hallway, you didn’t hear him eating his snacks which was dreadfully odd. He didn’t talk to you through the door either, the man was quiet for once; not a word spoken since you left the bathroom. It must’ve hit him really hard and all you could think about is what if he actually touched himself? What if he was pumping his cock to the thought of who knows who right now, behind the thin door that separated you too? 

You so wished you could hear the potent whimpers that slipped from his mouth as he sucked his tie between his teeth, careful to not let you hear the wretched sounds. The way that his chest would rise with heavy breaths as he went ahead and pleasured himself to get rid of the ache, the strain of his cock from those damned aphrodisiacs he was so unfortunate enough to eat. You could barely sit straight, the door awfully cold against your back as the heat emanated from you, pleading for you to touch yourself with him.

You heard one of the stall doors in the bathroom slam shut or maybe open, you didn’t know but it spooked you out of the dirty thoughts that crossed your mind. Of course you would stray off track as you sat there, thinking about your coworker– your fucking coworker. Christ, get a grip.

“Please, please, please help me Y/N.” Ranpo called out and your heart skipped a beat, taking back everything you just preached to yourself. “I can’t take it anymore, I don’t know what to do.” 

“Help you? You must be out of your mind.” You mocked back, but in reality all you’ve been thinking about was that mental image engraved in your head; he must be dripping precum by now and you couldn’t help but squeeze your thighs together to keep your slick from pooling into the middle of your panties.

“Come here, please Y/N...” He whined out, a quiet moan bouncing off the walls of the bathroom and you’ve never moved so fast in your life. It felt like you yourself had eaten one of the aphrodisiacs, how fucking needy you were for him now just because he asked for you, no– whined for you.

You opened the door, your eyes meeting the empty spot of where he was previously sitting. Then you noticed the last stall’s door open and you rounded the corner to peek inside. When you did so, you did not expect to see Ranpo fisting his cock over, his back leaning against the wall of the stall with his knees nearly buckling underneath him. 

“This is so fucking embarrassing…” Ranpo muttered out as he noticed your presence, but his hand didn’t stop pumping his cock and he let out a quiet whimper. “Y/N, help me? Shit, please–”

“Are you su–” You started to say but you were cut off by some more of his obnoxious rambling, albeit it was slightly hot as his voice knocked up a higher pitch with desperation seeping through.

“Yes, please– fuck, I just need someone to–” Ranpo gasped out, his head nearly slamming back against the wall as he bucked up into his hand. White spurts of cum painted the floor as he came (probably again), his face screwed up in pleasure with a lengthy moan. “Ah–! I need you.”

He needed you… What did you do to deserve this? Not that you were complaining, everything went according to fate in your eyes as you realized he entrusted you to take care of him during this uncomfortable situation. 

“I’m not going to get on my knees inside this tiny stall, go sit back on the counter.” You said in an even tone, trying your best to not lose your cool. You followed behind him as he hopped onto the sink, his cock still leaking with more precum as it stood proudly against the pudge of his clothed tummy.

On top of admiring that, you finally noticed his outfit; or the lack of it anyway. Ranpo’s black vest was nowhere to be seen, his light tie had come undone, and the top buttons of his white collared shirt were ripped from their threads, some hanging off loosely. He looked absolutely mangled, sweat gleaming on every inch of his skin and you knew you’d both probably never talk about this again– best to enjoy it for the time being.

“Shouldn’t have eaten those chocolates, huh?” You tutted, pushing his legs open a bit more so you fit snugly in between them. You crouched down with your knees closed, eye level with his cock and you nearly choked when you saw it twitch.

“S-Shut up and help me.” Ranpo whined out and you silently grabbed at his cock, running your hand up it. He openly groaned at the sensation, thrusting up into your hand with defeated relief. His head had tipped back, his hat nearly slipping off and you took the courtesy to reach up and place it on the counter. 

“Want me to suck it?” You looked at him through your eyelashes, teasing him lightly as your breath fanned over his cock. “Or you wanna fuck me?” 

“Both… God, please Y/N, put your mouth on it already…” One of Ranpo’s hands threaded into your hair and pushed you towards his cock and you immediately shut up, taking him into the warmth of your mouth. He was bitter and slick against your tongue, the precum dissolving against it as you lapped at it. A heady moan escaped him as you swallowed him down, his thighs trembling underneath your palm and you felt his fingers grip your hair. 

“Feels so good, shit, please keep going–” Ranpo groaned, his eyes slinking down to where your mouth hollowed out around him and he couldn’t help but push you down a bit and you gagged around him– he was thick and it was hard to breathe as he started to thrust up shallowly into your wet mouth. You braced yourself on both of his thighs now, letting him fuck up into your mouth and with watery eyes, you glanced up at him again. 

Ranpo’s entire body was on fire as you complied to his thrusts, your throat slack for his cock and he couldn’t help it– as he saw one of your hands start to unbutton the top of your dress pants and disappear into the lace of your panties, his hips jutted still and he came instantly into your mouth without a warning. 

“Fuck, atta girl…” He drew out in a long moan as he watched you swallow everything he had to give, pleasure shooting through him and his vision went a little hazy as you pulled off of him with a wet slurp. Ranpo’s eyes were still glassy with lust when he opened them, the aphrodisiac wearing down slightly but not by much. As he caught his breath, he wiped the excess that dribbled out of your mouth when you swallowed, his fingers caressing the side of your cheek. “Should’ve asked for your help sooner…”

“You came so fast…” Your voice was raw and you coughed a bit afterwards, a quiet chuckle answering you.

“Thanks to the sexy chocolate you had on hand.” Ranpo mentioned with a smirk and you pressed down on his thighs as you stood up, your legs nearly giving out from the position you were in. You fell against him, his hands coming to catch you by your waist and you realized you were close to his face now. He looked considerably better, he wasn’t nearly panting as hard now but there was still a prominent flush to his cheeks. 

“Which you shouldn’t of fucking eaten in the first place.” You retorted, pouting at him with puffed out cheeks and he laughed, his hands dragging down to the plump of your ass. You let out a surprised sound as he squeezed gently, looking you dead in the eyes still.

“Oh, boo hoo. Look where it got you.” He teased, his fingers hooking through the loops of your dress pants. “Aren’t you happy you finally got your hands on me?” 

Ranpo pulled them down in one swift motion and you blushed profusely, looking away from him quickly as his fingers swiped through the mess of your cunt. He grabbed you curtly by your chin, making you look at him again and you shook with pleasure as one of his fingers curled up into you. You moaned around your words as they spilled out of your mouth in a rushed tone. “W-What are you talking about? Ranpo…” 

“It doesn’t take my deduction skills to know you like me~ Now, why don’t you ride me like a good girl? You’d like that, huh?” He breathed out against your lips as he pressed them against yours, slipping his tongue inside swiftly whilst adding another finger to the swell of your cunt and earning a wanton moan from you.

Ranpo’s other hand made you grip his cock again, which was still rock hard against the soft cotton of his shirt. His bigger hand practically covered yours in one fell swoop as he made you start to pump him again, quiet whimpering falling against the frame of your lips. “It’s your fault, y’know… you should take care of me.”

This was going to be a long work day.

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[justcallmesakira]

BESTIE IF U DONT DO THIS REQ N I WILL FACKING EAT UR MUTUALS

DAZAI WITH A SISTER DAZAI WITH A SISTER DAZAI WITH A SISTER!!

she has black cat energy and err makes suicidal jokes here and then but never does t and chuuyas always the one who pulls her away from dazais tendencies because he DOES NOT want reader to follow dazais steps and err dazai and reader have a 2 year gap and err basically dazai took her away with him when he left and thats were she sort of stopped talking BECAUSE BOOM CHIKA BOOM ODAS DEATH LEFT HER MORE TRAUAMATIZED THAN THE KIDS ASAGIRI BLEW UP!!! so errr crack and chuuya and reader is ummmm AHEM AHEM AHEM (cough coug)

AND BASICALLY MORI HAS THIS like obsession of bringing reader back to the mafia like he constantly says stuff like "Dazai, my offer still stands but please remember that i would really really love to see your dear sister back first" LIKE YKNOW WHAT I AM SAYING???????????

DAZAI AND HIS YOUNGER SISTER!

Sypnosis: you are the younger sister of Da-dazai! Is he a great brother or not? UPPP TO YOU! >< oh and maybe hide your secret vists with chuuya please!!

Genre: crack and heavy angst! (dont question it)

Warnings: suicidal themes! cans of gasoline, glitter bombs, reader is very quiet type, manipulation (for good use!)

A/N: yummy yummy

uh oh! this is gonna be so damn messy

so um first of all! i really think reader would be very intelligent like dazai like oh fuck! i just got under a whole rubble of rocks by some guy who btw is the enemy of my brother quick! think of something

and then theres this bsd aesthetic plan you make and just survive! to the shock of your horror... :D

okay but in all seriousness! he defiently jokingly gave you his suicide guide to if u ever felt inspired by him

VERY VERY NORMAL BROTHER ACTIVITY!!1

dazai stop influencing people around you to plug off them self challenge impossible: GO!!

if you do however join his meticulous activites kunikidas actually going to blow up

😇

but imagine how cute it would be a black cat energy young sis and a golden retriver brother like bish forget romantic relationships like dazai who sometimes forget he left his sister at work!

but ynkow mf dazai always wants to keep close to you because he was never really there (like my fake as friends🙄) back in the mafia! woohoo

so now you can asks him for whatever you want but now he actually feels guilty because you have now become the silent type and dont really talk that much

Great job dazai! best brother everr!❤️

Imagine running away from the mafia with ur lil sister then realising she doesnt even want to talk anymore and that you might actually failed as a big brother even after buying her a whole lotta stuff

COULDNT BE OSAMU DAZAI GUYS!!!

tell him to take you to an amusement park and he will! but dont be surprised if you see him trying to run to jump off a bridge because he does not have for the sake of god any money!

AYY dazai cosplaying toji to get milk? real or fake??? find out here!

dont click on the link :3

ANYWAYS he definetly tries his best to get you back to talking sure the only thing he could do is talk to himself with you beside him doodling some stuff but yknow...it genuinely makes him form a sad smile when he gets reminded that maybe if he were a better brother and actually comforted you it would have ended better

"I saw a cat today yknow! it had a black eye and orange patterns. Somehow it looked wise" dazai said relazing on the chair, his hands behind his head, the whole night of yokohama was quiet only the flicker of the dim light placed underneath the balcony ceiling could be heard.

The night was calm too, it had a soft storm-like feel to it. Dazai knew you were listening thats probably why he would talk to you all these months, no one else was there for him anyway. So its better than nothing.

All of a sudden amdist the silence several pokes tapped on his shoulder which made his eyes widen slightly. You held up your sktechbook infront of his face, a bunch of doodles of him and a full sketch of his side profile

"(Name)... This is amazing! Wow you could be a talented artist yknow!!" he said you didnt know whether he was just flattering you or not because of the emptiness in his eyes. Depression changes a person. But the slight flicker of light in his made it visible to your loud mind. Dazai was glad you made some progress.

Okay now hb your interactions with da agency??

I am pretty sure both you and him joined da agency together (gotta make sure his sister ACTUALLY doesn`t follow his steps!😋😋😋😋)

kunikida may act all cold around you and view u as some kid especially when you randomly make the most random ass suicidal jokes in the middle of a meeting but...

Lets say he sort of checks up on both of you every morning! cant let the dogs out now kunikida! you never know what they do....

iykwimyk

now yosano girlypop is the only person who shows genuine concern for you when you get hurt why? because she was bamboozled when she found out you are dazais sibling like

"huh- are you actually capable of being a brother? more so having family"

dazai be at the corner weeping because of the amount of slander

DESERVEDDDD😍😍😍

I can totally see fukuzawa patting both of you and dazais head after you two collaborated on a mission

IDWGDHYWDFYUDFILOVEFATHERRELATIONSHIPS

he prob randomly call you for tea i mean not too randomly but he likes your black cat energy

speaking of which ranpo and you bully da heck out of criminals before they ultimately mistake you for some god!! /nj

kenji and kyouka just chills around you and tries debating what you and dazai have in common.

belonging in the mental asylum. thats whats common between you two/nj again😁😁

With chuuya

NAWWWWH BRO NAWW☠️

Chuuyas gonna end upl like this emoji☠️☠️☠️

Okay maybe i am over exaggerating this but yknow dazai is like really smart

UNFORTUNATELY!!!

So he will definitely know when ever you two act a little🤭😝😘🤗😍🥰👍

Hes going to get tjat expression from chapter 114 and chew chuuyas expensive tuxedo!!

I bet after he finds out hes straight up going to give chuuya a flashback of stormbringer era!! 😍😁

#verynormalbrother

"W-w-w-what da SKIBIDI [name]??? YOU WILL NOT AND NEVER MEET CHUUYA AGAIN" "wow... and i thought you were trying to become a better brother :(" "YOUNG LA- i-" ":("

He was about to say lad

like manipulative ass brother like sister ig! :33333333

He prob had suspicions back in the mafia especially because of how you mostly stuck around chuuya when he wasnt there

YOUR FAULT BRO!!!

And then u rizzed chuuya up with double black eyes (get it?)

"You know [name] it still hurt me, though i promised i would never say it infront of your face but.." Chuuya said seriousness in his tone looking at you eyes "But please stop looking at me with those cat like eyes they deeply remind of someone and I DO NOT like it"

He ended this funny note with a genuine fear and irritation in his eyes. you only nodded and continued to stare at him, your eyes rivaling a black hole not that hole by the way.

A tingling feeling gathered in himself as chuuya looks at your blank stare "Dont look at me like that!" he raised his flustered voice, a small hue of pink appearing on his cheek which only grew as you held on to his sleeve, snuggling against it like a cat.

But before he could be more flushed a really dark aura crept up behind you and then, right then you knew you fucked up bad.

"i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-cant believe this!" your brothers voice perked up behind you genuine horror on his face as if he just saw his bestfriend die infront of him twice.

"Oh my fucki-" chuuya sighed, both of you are caught. "[name] ICANTBELIEVETHISOMGIAMGOINGTOENDMYSELFLIKEMYOTHERVERSIONFROMANOTHERUNIVERSEWHOLOWEREDYOURSTANDERDSICANTBELIEVETHISHIT" dazai rapped at super speed, an anger and shock unwordable enough for you to be confused at whatever hes yapping about. "DAZAI what the fuck??" now chuuya was confused too.

"ANDYOU, HERMANADAPUTA (sisterfucker in english) YOUUGLYSHORTMFWITHNOFLAGSNONOTHING,YOUTRUSTISSUED?IWILLGIVEYOUPRISONFORLIFEISSUES" "WHAT IS YOU BROTHER YAPPING ABOUT?"

And all you could do was watch in horror as the scene unfolds infront of you. But safe to say you got in big trouble when you went back home!

anyways dazais going to go full on 8 cans of gasoline on the portmafia if more is obsessed with you like him

and then you realised..

"fOr tHe fIrSt TiMe iN fOrEVer" he actually did/nj

Okay okay but in all seriousness (litearlly @justcallmesakira catchphrase guys!!) Dazai would genuinely become more protective of you if mori was targeting towards you.

i would run away to antarctica too if mori even tried interacting with me

SHES A RUNNER SHES A TRACKSTAR!!!!!🏃💨

But if you are intelligent then i guess you met fyodor too? And maybe some sort of rivalry goes on between you two like "oh its my brothers enemy, gotta help my bro blow him up!"

I have nothing much to say because dazai would make secret plans (which you alrdy know) to make sure mori doesnt get too close with you

Like oh he was planning to approach you that day? BOOM dazai is already there. Yeah like that

If mori says that however... Dazai will reply with a dark eyed gloom,tilting his head back creepily "You will have to need more then the whole of port mafia to interact with my sister"

Dazai hates mori alot and though he knows that you are old enough to handle situations that doesnt mean he wont care for his only sister. You are the only thing left that he can protect without feeling inhumanity or faraway.

A/N: HATE THISSSS NOOOUUU

Tags: @inojuuy @biscuits-spooky-corner @terururuko @little-miss-chaoss @saelique @silverbladexyz @typcallysid14 @nezuko-kamado-cute-demon

[nihilo-sensei]

The Infamous Chuuya-SSKK Car Ride

Two. Fucking. Hours.

Akutagawa and Atsushi have been arguing for two hours almost non-stop and there's still an hour to go in the trip. If you had asked Chuuya before he climbed into this four-wheeled prison what the most annoying thing on Earth was, he would've said without hesitation that it was dealing with Dazai. That was a more innocent time, a time before life had decided to punish him for his every felony, misdemeanor, and wasted gallon of milk. He wasn't sure if these apparently nuclear-powered bickering machines being confined to the backseat was better or worse for him. Probably better; at least one half of the invective wasn't being spewed directly into his left ear.

As much as he wanted to blame a member of the Armed Detective Agency for all of his misery, he was disappointed to say that it had been his subordinate and fellow mafioso who started this. Granted it hadn't taken much to get the weretiger to dive down to Akutagawa's level, but he was just trying to make conversation, asking if Chuuya listened to much music. Honestly, the gravity manipulator would've been delighted to spend a three-hour car ride talking about music, even with an ADA member. It was kind of nice that the kid had reached for some common ground between them. Akutagawa really hadn't needed to cut Chuuya off before he had a chance to answer by saying, "No one cares, weretiger." That one admittedly rude remark had sealed Chuuya's fate for the rest of the ride out to the countryside. Thanks, Aku.

"You better not get in my way when we get there, weretiger. The Port Mafia doesn't need Least Beneath the Moonlight."

"I guess I'll leave the job to Brash-ōmon, then. Get over yourself."

How are they still coming up with new insults? Chuuya hadn't even had the energy to tell them to shut the fuck up passed the 35-minute mark, about 25 minutes after his throat started to hurt from trying to match their combined volume. It was like they didn't even hear him. They were in their own little world together.

That was what he'd been warned about, though, wasn't it? Akutagawa and the tiger boy had… tension. He had heard about it from Dazai, but hadn't given it much thought. After all, why would he bother listening to anything that mummy's asshole says off the battlefield? He would happily throw Dazai off a building if he wasn't sure it would make that freak even happier than it would make Chuuya. Something about this train of thought makes Chuuya feel like a hypocrite for some reason. Where was he?

"At least I don't dip my bangs in Wite-Out!"

"Your impoverished ass could only afford one bang!"

Oh right, this thick fog of something making itself at home in Chuuya's backseat and inside his pounding skull. He had thought it was just a joke or an exaggeration, but this much passion for each other? Could all of that really just be simple hate? No, this doesn't really feel like hate. But if they don't hate each other why tell themselves that they do? That's so self-destructive. They should just confront their feelings like adults. Even if those feelings aren't romantic they could still find themselves good friends, they have a lot in common. At least they'd stop making their sexual tension or whatever everyone else's problem.

Why does Chuuya feel like a hypocrite again?

—

Chuuya stares into the rear-view mirror. The new Double Black had practically passed out five minutes into the drive to Yokohama. Not surprising after the mission had turned out to be far more complicated then they had anticipated. He wasn't complaining, he really couldn't deal with another three hours of angry sound waves bouncing around an enclosed space. Truthfully, they'd earned the rest. Even when the situation was going to shit they'd worked well together. Atsushi kept Akutagawa's mind on the civilians while Akutagawa's support kept Atsushi calm and focused. Chuuya sees now why Dazai put them together, not that Chuuya would ever openly tell the man he was right.

So he'd let the pair sleep, only debating whether he should wake them up after the blessedly silent car had crossed the Yokohama city limit. He had glanced into the mirror and caught sight of something that made him suddenly redirect as much attention as he safely could to it. The Sun had set halfway through the drive so he had had to wait for the car to pass the next street light to get a good look at it, and sure enough he saw exactly what he thought he had. At some point in the drive Atsushi and Akutagawa had leaned into each other while they slept. Atsushi's head was now resting on Akutagawa's shoulder while the mafioso's head rested on top of the weretiger's. Chuuya smiled. Definitely not hate.

As the car nears the ADA office, where Atsushi is to be dropped off, Chuuya pulls into a gas station with a new mission in mind. After he puts the car in park he takes out his phone and hopes that fatigue keeps the pair asleep and unaware while he does what needs to be done. He gambles on using the flash and wins a nice, clear picture that's going to absolutely make his fucking day the next time Akutagawa decides to make him sit through another "that goddamn foolish weretiger" rant. But was it really fair to make just Akutagawa suffer when Atsushi was about as responsible for Chuuya's three-hour ordeal earlier? No. And isn't the ADA all about that justice shit?

Chuuya opens his text thread with Dazai, taps his thumbs to the screen a few times, and hands down Atsushi's sentence with the push of 'Send'. He only has to wait a few seconds before the weretiger's irritating superior responds.

Mackerel (21:04): Oh my god, thank you so much for this! How useful my dog is becoming!

You (21:04): I seriously can't do this with you right now, Dazai. Those little bastards almost wiped me out on the way to the mission. They argued the entire time. I'm fucking tired.

Mackerel (21:05): Impressive, isn't it?

"Impressive" was one way of putting it. "Never gonna happen again" was another.

[chuuyaswifeandhoe]

If only

Pairing: Chuuya x femreader Warnings: swearing, mention of suicide attempts, language, hated, gunshots, death, mentions of killing, violence This is the second part of Not today. Enjoy!

Wake up, survive, kill, sleep, repeat. Wake up, exist, betray, sleep, repeat. Wake up, get yourself almost killed, sleep, repeat. Wake up, die. 

One year and a half has passed since Chuuya decided that you didn't have any value for him. You decided to celebrate it at the old apartment, exactly where it happened, so you would not forget why you're still alive. Revenge. No, you laughed at the flickers of the candles around the living room. Revenge was too kind for him. You wanted to make him hate himself. To feel useless, used, an incapable body having to survive with the consequences of his own actions. That's what you had been doing for the last year so he had to go through it for the rest of his life. Seemed only fair, an eye for an eye, a broken soul for another one. Even better, a broken soul to crush another. You blame yourself for the break up. If only you wouldn't have opened the discussion about marriage and kids. If only you would have been happy with the situation you were in, not craving for more, not wanting more from life, maybe he wouldn't have said those words to you. If only you would have acted differently. If only you would have changed to suit him better. If only…

You sipped another gulp from the expensive bottle of wine, his courtesy when he left you the apartment. No need to cry over spilled milk. Still, tears fell down your cheeks without warning. It stung, it is not like you could get rid of the feelings of betrayal and disappointment. In the dim lights of the candles you let yourself feel human again. It was a long year for you, one where you made permanent changes in your life. No more good girl behavior. Only a cruel bitch without a heart. One of the most interesting evolutions within the Mafia. That's what they called you. You had your underground name as well, Shadow. The one who kills her victims in their sleep, walking right behind you, living in the dark, never knowing when is going to hit. People don't fear their own shadows, so you took advantage of that. Befriending the target, using your innocence to make them trust you then slashing their heart in the sheets. Literally. 

You sighed, he should be back in two days. You found out after joining that the executive was sent on a suicide mission, having no communication with the outside world. A mission that has been extended longer than anyone anticipated. But everyone trusted him to accomplish the impossible and come back alive and successful, destroying some gangs, scoring some diamond deals, and bringing back the prize of the rarest diamond in the world. Easy, for the most powerful ability user in the Mafia. Not so easy to understand why he acted like that more than a year ago. You saw the reasoning behind it, but still, there were other options if he wanted to protect you. You shake your head, no, he did not want to protect you, he wanted to get rid of you. 

In retrospect, he tried to protect you after his departure, after the breakup.  You were desperate, you wanted to turn off your feelings so bad, everything hurt. In a desperate attempt, a message was sent to Dazai if his offer for the double suicide was still up. But he expected the message when he met you on the roof of the building his scope was to get you down, to hold you, and to make sure you didn't do it. What an ass, Chuuya informed him and knew already you'd try to kill yourself. “Bella, is not worthy, I promise you I'd take your offer under other circumstances, but now I know for sure that is going to get better.”

After that night you laid out your options on a piece of paper. The first was to get over with this life. Not an option anymore, Dazai did not help you and suddenly members of the agency bumped randomly into you at the grocery store. Atsushi wanted to accompany you and Yosano wanted to go shopping. Nice of them but it was making you feel worse. You wanted to root under a rock. Fragile. You felt fragile, ready to break if someone looked at you the wrong way. You wanted to move out of the apartment, but couldn't, you were between jobs and you were in no shape to start looking for one. To put on a fake smiling face… no. And ironically after three weeks, a position was available at the agency, for a secretary. What a lovely coincidence. And for a bit you even considered it, to have them around wasn't a bad idea after all and would also comply with Chuuya's demand to never get in his face again. But then, after the “interview”, while at the caffè, Atsushi -bless his innocent heart- left out a secret in his blabbering “Chuuya must really love you Y/N-san, kneeling to ask the president for the Agency to protect you”. He received a smack over his head from Kyoka and you acted like you did not hear him, but it was the moment you decided you weren't going to take the job at the agency. 

Bastard. Thinking he can control your life after breaking you like that. To make sure you were having a good life, that you would be under Dazai’s careful eye. The second option was to move back to your village, back with your not-so-close family. Not really an option, but more a desperate attempt to get the attention off the agony present in your life. And you tried it, with a short visit, wanting to understand if it would do you any good. But at the news that you and Chuuya broke up, your family started blaming you and accused you of being such a stuck-up bitch. Everything good about you was your relationship with Chuuya and you screwed everything up and your life did not have any value anymore. And maybe, to a certain extent, you started to believe it.  So after that weekend, you got back, having to deal with life again.

The next option was to just get on with your life. Going out, dating, meeting new people, living again. Well, you got yourself somehow functioning in those six weeks before deciding that there was a fourth option that was more suitable. You tried looking for other jobs, and you got yourself on two random blind dates which were absolutely horrible, but a friend of yours decided it was a good idea to get you out of your slumber so you accepted. You decided you were going to be single forever because there was no way you were going to deal with all that. And you also wanted revenge and when the opportunity arose, you went straight for it.

The fourth option you never envisioned or dreamed of. Joining the Mafia. A friend, of a friend, of another friend found out from some underground source about a recruitment process going on so you decided to join. You started preparing for it, hitting the gym and having shooting training on Chuuya’s money, because if he left you the card you might as well use it. One of your biggest qualities was the attention to detail and to anyone’s surprise shooting a gun. You remember the ‘basic training’ Chuuya gave you after telling you about his job so you could shoot a gun if you ever needed to protect yourself and he was amazed by your skills to not miss any of the targets he put in place. So, until the recruitment stage came around you trained. It was not like you had any better to do, apart from moping around in your sadness.

You started as a weakling, a mere nobody. No particular skill, apart from a good aim. The rest was hard work, broken bones, lots of cuts and bruises, not getting in your own way, being in constant fear for your life, and learning to kill. The first time was the hardest. Then you went on autopilot. No regrets, no remorse, no feelings. Exactly what you were looking for, a way to numb out your heart. No more worrying about a lover, a relationship, a breakup, or a future. Then, it was a question of being in the right place at the right time and saving Mori’s life in an altercation. The boss rarely participated in those things, but there were times he wanted to feel the thrill of fear and descend into the dirty underground. Obviously, some Black Lizard mission you were involved in by accident, but they did not fully clear the perimeter and a sniper got away.

You were feeling very suspicious about the whole deal, it was intuition, and you just knew something was wrong. Luckily, you saw the red dot on Mori’s chest, had enough balls to push him aside, and got yourself two beautiful bullets in your chest. You survived and got the permission to have one wish granted. You could ask whatever you want. You thanked your new direct Boss and asked him to keep this for the future when you would find a wish worthy of the occasion. You got yourself noticed, what weakling would dare touch the Boss in such a manner? So you started to be involved in more high-profiling missions. You received special training from the Black Lizards, transforming you into one of the finest assassins the Mafia had at its disposal. A killing machine, who did not ask twice about the victim, just got the job done. ‘’No hard feelings’’ was the last phrase every one of your victims heard. And your way of doing your job was very interesting to Mori. Approaching the targets in plain sight, gaining their trust in so little time, then breaking it when killing them. Every one of your missions seemed like a personal revenge you took. And Mori was definitely pleased, his mind coming up with different plans on how he could use his new pawn.

How ironic everything seemed to you. To be in front of the man Chuuya was trying to protect you from. Saving said man with your own life and getting your hands dirty just like him. Definitely, he did not expect his plan to backfire like that. You were dying to see his reaction when he would find out. Well, you will not be there, probably, as you were set to have some solo missions, which started exactly the day he was going to return. You were grateful, it would give you a bit more time. For what? You didn’t know. But you did not feel ready to see him again. Well, it was something you’ll worry about another day, now, you let yourself cry, be desperate again, and hope for the release of death. Tomorrow, you’ll get your knives and guns attached to you again.

The days rolled around and you departed to your new series of missions first thing in the morning. Little did you know that at the same time, in Mori’s office, a meeting regarding your future was happening.

‘’Chuuya-kun, as always your results are impeccable. You’ll get days off until your new partner will return from her missions’’.

Chuuya raised an eyebrow. He was tired and done with it all. But he definitely did not expect to have a new partner upon his return. He liked his solo missions and did not want to have to carry someone’s slack around. But he had little to no energy to fight. He just wanted to get in contact with Dazai right now and ask about her. His mind was only about her and how to make things right again, in case she did not move on.

‘’Thank you and who is her?’’

‘’ Her name is Shadow’’. 

[crimson0lake]

BSD characters as parents!! Pt3

Pt1 - Pt2 - Pt3 - Pt4 - Pt5 - Pt6 - Pt7 - Pt8

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A.n: I didn't expect people to like these this much, but I guess we all need happiness after s5-. If I have to be honest, this made me cry literally.. images from BSD manga! Images from BSD manga

New A.n: it's updated now alongside with pt1 and pt2!

Characters: Odasaku and Ranpo

Warnings: mentioned character death, physical relationship mention, slight angst at Odasaku's part, if you are uncomfortable by these mentioned warnings DNI

Odasaku man:

As he is in Mafia there's a chance he might have a child from one of missions (that chance is there with ever Mafia member as you know mafia members reached to use their body to get what they wanted or needed: examples Dazai and Kyouka) but if it not, he is a marriage guy. He would want a child after marriage or he adopted the child.

If it's from an mission child he would still love the child, he might leave the child with the mother cause he dont want them to know his Mafia work, but if the mother dont want or abusive, he is taking the child. He would find a way to feed the child, milk donor? He would find one. Baby milk for newborns? He would research about how to use them.

he might act different to child due to gender, if it's a boy, he would teach them how to protect themselves and how to use a gun after a certain age. If it's a girl, still he would teach her self defense but he would try to keep all the gun and other things, he might be a little gentler with a girl child. Still a caring, loving and protective dad.

He would be the calm father yet he would rise them to be in good side no matter what. You saw how he wanted Dazai to get in the good side, he wants best for his child. He would low-key disappointed and afraid if his child end up in Mafia, he would feel like he failed them.

The orphans he take care were happy and over joyed, they were probably the first play friends of the child. Their first friends as well.

Dazai is the brother. No other way, he is the annoying brother who would mess with the child's hair which they spent hours with styling. Also he has a protective side of him for the child, if a person he didn't trust or know has bad intentions try to get near the child-.. well we all know what they say in Port Mafia about Dazai and his enemies-

He would also try to hold Mafia things away from the child by Odasaku's warnings he is the first one who Odasaku told about his child probably. He was happy for Odasaku, also kinda scared if he would get abandoned inside-

Ango is rather calm about it, still a caring uncle but serious most of the time. He is the boring yet cool uncle. I can see he would tell the child about trio's stories. He also most likely prevent port Mafia learning about Odasaku's child in secret

Odasaku probably wouldn't even go after the man who ended up k!lling him if he had a child. I feel like he and Dazai would make a plan to run.

But if that organisation found out about his child.. There's two possibilities there.

1- they take the child alongside with other orphans Odasaku take care or 2- they couldn't reach for the child/they didn't know about them.

If Odasaku make a run and left with Dazai: tbh they would have a great life. Both would join ADA and the child still got Ango's protection from afar

But if that organisation know about them/ reach and take them:

Odasaku wouldn't care, he would be more furious than the orphans died. He never felt this much grief and despair once and now the worst thing scenario is happened for him. His child was his everything, and now gone? Oh boy. And we know how it ends up...

after Odasaku's death:

Ango made sure that the child was safe and Port Mafia didn't find about them. He didn't find strength to visit the child after his betrayal. He probably sent the guardians of the child money every month or week for them to use for the child or hide for their future

Dazai probably wanted to take care of the child on his own for Odasaku but A go probably already sent child away to much safer place. He knew that was a better chance for the child but it still hurted that he won't be there for his best friend's child. Who Odasaku cared so much

Dazai also make sure hide and protect the child from afar. He also couldn't find the courage to visit the child, he didn't want to risk them nor was ready to face them..

In another universe Odasaku was sure they are still together and he would protect them with his life (even if he failed in that one,l if that organisation take the child) but not this one maybe.. Yet he knows one thing clear, he loves and protects his child in every universe with all his being.

He wants his child to be on the good side as well. He is scared to lose them. So he would be totally shocked and angry at his child if they decide to get on the bad side. He did everything to make them a good person. So he knew it was just his child's greed or bad side he never knew.

Even though he knew he couldn't help but feel sad and guilt deep in his heart, maybe he didn't do everything he could have done?..

If his child gets on the good side: he would have a soft smile. A proud and happy smile to watch his child fly out of the nest with a bright and wide smile. He is proud to raise them to be good...

He would have felt that father's sadness when his child seemingly was ready to fly away from the nest... He didn't want them to go but he knew it was best for them to go.. he would look at their photo of two of them together as his eyes tear up while his lips curl upwards..

Overall a caring and calm father, who wants the best for his child.. even if he had to risk his life to give them a better life..

Best detective in the world aka Ranpo:

Marriage? Probably but there's a slight chance he might have a child from outside of the marriage. If the time needed that, as we saw in his backstory he even risk his life to solve the case (I didn't watch that season, correct me if I'm wrong please) so he even might have a physical relationship if there's no other way he can see.

If it's from marriage, he is happy. Yet he knew his partner wanted a child from the start.

If he finds a child on his doorstep or abandoned: He took them to the nearest child shelter/orphanage and left them there. If the shelter/orphanage wasn't good and he sees the evilness in the employees, he won't hesitate to take the child to another orphanage but he would end up adopting them himself due his inner child getting more and more concerned about the child. He couldn't help but feel like he abandoned the child like how alone he was in his childhood without his parents.

If it was from an a mission thing, at first he wouldn't want the child, he don't wanted to take care of a child while he didn't even know what a child would do. If the mother is good, then his inner child and traumas won't bother him much about it but if she wasnt.. his inner child slowly eat him from inside saying the child would feel like him if he abandoned them.

He would end up taking the child if the mother was bad, he would even buy or find a milk donor for his child. Or ask pregnant or newly give birth mothers about which milk type he should use.

It doesn't matter the gender for him. He still give the child the childhood he never got while being kids with his child. He is their first friend and play friend. Their closest friend as well.

Fukuzawa is the grandpa- he would be the first one who would babysit the child. They would pet cats and he would teach the child traditional things like how to wear a yukata, how to sit down properly, etc

Yosano is the protective aunt. She also lacks of a proper childhood probably, so she also doing her best to give Ranpo's kid the best childhood. She is the second friend and play friend of the child. If Fukuzawa's busy or if agency having a case, she is the one that babysits the child. Fun fact: She would teach them how to scare off people-

Poe would have a uncle/brother like relationship with the child, he was nervous and anxious at first and hold Karl away from the child for a while till he get more comfortable. He is the third person who Ranpo would leave his child with. I mean they have a rivalry like relationship but Poe isn't insane or maniac to harm an innocent child between their rivalry

Karl maybe the closest friend of the child if they love animals, if they have allergies, Poe always cleans his clothes and need to hold Karl away for a while. But if not Karl is their plushie -Ranpo need to remind them to be careful and Karl isnt a plushie.

The child can't help but sometimes fall asleep while hugging Karl, either way, Karl doesn't bite them! So that's good.

Ranpo is also a child like himself, so his child would have one of the best childhoods. But he also have a deep fear of leaving his child or something happening his child. He is scared that he might leave his child like how his parents did, he don't want them to be in his shoes..

He always protects them afar, if he is not there, that means he at least have one person he trust near them. It's either Yosano or Fukuzawa

He is overlay having two sides, one who he is while in Agency: knowing everything and in control. While he is rather looks like he lets things slide themself with his child which he would have a fight in his mind that something might happen or he needs to be all guard

It tooks a while till Fukuzawa realises it and confronts him about it or he go to Fukuzawa cause of it. Either way Fukuzawa would say he is proud of him of taking care of his kid and he is a good father.

He nearly cried when he heard the words Fukuzawa spoken to him.

He would want his child to stay on the good side. He knows his child's every expression and what they mean. Yet it would still hurt him if his child decided to get on the bad side.

He can see his child clearly, so he would be disappointed and angry at them if his child was pure evil, go to the bad side by their own will but if his child was forced or manipulated? He is mad. He is mad mad at the person who manipulated/forced his child away from him.

He won't stop till his child is back to the good side, next to him. He would do everything to save them from that spider wep.

If they follow his path, he is happy; the happiest father in world. He knew they would follow his path but actually seeing them follow his steps? He has tears in his eyes. He is very happy to have his child on the good side.

He would visit his child randomly, give them candies and small deserts from time to time before giving head pats. It doesn't matter what age his child's in, he is giving them head pats.

Overall, he is a father who is always five steps ahead of his child but also leads them to a much better path. He cares for them, and would do anything for his child's safety..

[mncxbe]

Jimmy,Jimmy cocoa puff☆

𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff♡/ slice of life/ Dazai in Greece <little warning for mentions of scars> kinktober is here so ofc I serve Dazai fluff

Escapism.

That's how this could be called. On a deserted beach somewhere in Greece, far away from home. With you under a cheap umbrella bought from a store nearby.

Colours seemed to have been sucked out of the world: the jade green and deep blue of the sea and the sky above were replaced by silver grey. Even the golden sand had a muted colour, the shade of oat milk, and rain poured down from the clouds; steadily, never ending.

But you... you were as radiant as always. Even now in this pearly light your face was bathed in glow.

Your features stood out on the dulled background. The mocha brown of your hair and eyes; the latter dotted with specs of gold, your tiger stripe red nail polish (a silly design you picked as a joke after your visit to the Kanazawa Gardens back in Yokohama, two weeks ago) and the charcoal black of your bathing suit were all so vivid.

He watched as you rose a bottle of green tea to your lips and took a sip.

"So... what do we do now?" you asked suddenly, your words muffled by the sound of falling rain.

Dazai only shrugged in response, gaze scanning his suroundings. The sky seemed to melt into the sea before his eyes, lines of droplets connecting the above and below, forming a capsule around the two of you. And behind, the rocky road that went back to town, which seemed to be flooding.

"Leaving certainly isn't an option" he replied, pointing at the swamped road and you turned your head to take a look; letting out a disappointed huff.

"Guess we gotta stay here for a while."

You moved your deckchair closer to his in attempt to shelter yourself from the rain and reached for your bag, checking to see if your belongings were still dry.

Dazai watched your every movement the same way an artist looks at his muse; with adoration, longing and just a shadow of sadness. Still, he couldn't deny how ironic this whole situation was:

"Don't let the rain upset you bella. It'll pass soon" he cooed "Plus. It could've started raining when we were in town or something."

"Oh spare me love" you chuckled in response. "It's cold and my book and clothes got wet"

Despite your complains you didn't seem mad at all. There was a certain aura of peace surrounding you at all times, especially now.

"It is beautiful tho." you added, pointing a manicured finger towards the horizon "It's like the world caved in and now it's just us left."

The brunette reached for your hand and took it in his own, softly running his thumb over your knuckles. "That wouldn't be bad at all actually"

Suddenly you got up from your chair at tip-toed towards the water, pulling Dazai after you. Your boyfriend's lips curled into a playful smile as you stepped into the water.

"Bella... you know I can't-"

"Shut up 'same. Your bandages are gonna get wet from the rain anyway. Come on"

And indeed, the humid air and droplets of rain made his loose shirt stick to his skin and he felt his bandages dampen.

And so he followed you into the grey sea, water rising around the two of you with each step you took. Ankel level, knee high, to your thighs and hips and soon enough waist. Still, you didn't stop until you were almost completely submerged.

Just then you turned to face him, hair moist and sticking up from place to place, a wide smile stretched on your lips. Wrapping your arms around his neck you pulled yourself closer to him as his hands instinctively came to rest on your plush hips.

Before he got a chance to say anything you closed your eyes and tiled your head back, allowing the cold rain to dapple your skin.

And oh how beautiful you looked. In this very moment Dazai stopped paying attention to his slowly loosening bandages, to the cold breeze that made his skin tingle; it was only you and him now.

Soon enough you began humming a tune, a nostalgic melody he recognized but couldn't remember the name of. Lulled by your song he closed his eyes, lowering his forehead to yours.

Sweet minutes have passed like this, the two of you completely absorbed in one another until Dazai finally opened his eyes to meet your own and his heart sank.

Your expression conveyed an image of pure adoration and devotion which made his blood rush to his cheeks, a soft blush tinting his face.

"What you looking at me like that for?" he teased, doing his best to cover up his emotions but failing miserably.

"Like what?" you responded in the same mischevious tone, nails lightly grazing the back of his neck.

Dazai sighed deeply, inching closer to you until his lips were touching yours and he whispered.

"Like you love me"

You smiled against his lips. "Well I do love you Osamu". You spoked those words in a matter of fact way, like it was the most natural and obvious thing in existence. But they meant so much to him. No one had told him they loved him. Ever.

Closing the distance between you your boyfriend pulled you in for a gentle kiss, cold lips lingering against your own as he uttered a hushed "I love you too Y/N"; like a promise made to the Gods.

Just then a loud rumble sounded from somewhere above, causing you to pull away and swiftly swim towards the shore.

"Shit. Maybe we should get out of the water. I heard people got struck by lightning here."

"There's no way that happened." he chuckled but followed you close by.

"I mean technically it could happen. It's an open space"

"Whatever you say bella." he said back, amused by your pointless worries.

When you got back to the beach Dazai wrapped a towel around your bare shoulders and began pulling at the ends of his unraveled bandages.

"Guess that's it for them"

You watch him pull the soaked strings of cloth through the holes of his sleeve and did your best not to look at his skin which was painfully visible through the translucent material of his shirt.

Instead you handed him a towel and reached for the bottle of green tea.

"Want some too?" you asked when he took a seat on his chair, towel draped over his shoulders.

"Sure"

The rain showed no signs of stopping so you simply laid back and made yourself comfortable in the mesh fabric of your chair, gaze lost somewhere in the distance.

Dazai took a sip of the tea, the taste of synthetic sweetener and fresh tea lingering on his tongue.

He watched you watch sea, the horizon, the mass of grey that your world was and wished, for only a split second, that this moment would last forever. That the two of you could spend the rest of eternity on this forgotten beach, far away from your actual life, in this sanctuary of nature.

And by the look in your eyes when you finally turned to face him, he could tell that you wished for the same thing.

[thecoolest69]

♡︎❀About me❀♡︎

Erm my name is Brooklyn I'm 14 and I'm bi (feminine) idfk I'm autistic and just a silly little goofy goober😖

I'm a ambivert so silly ik 😖

I really like music usually am wearing my headphones all the time (not at school or with friends)

Sadly I'm a lonely child and have no siblings well that I have met 🤠

My father left with the milk uwu so preppy 😖 so if I make jokes and you get offended I don't care you can leave I'm not forcing you to read this shit and like fucked up family ig if you dont like it deal with it scroll away♡︎

What I post silly thoughts and fandom shit and just music stuff idfk yet maybe just my thoughts

I like the case study of vanitas it's so silly and sigma I ❤️ vanitas lil bro is so silly

My pronouns are she/her, but i dont mind they/them

Dni if you are queerphobic, racist, abelist, support Israel, Zoophile, misogynist,pedophile,just a bitch if you are kys🥰

I sometimes vent cause I can so yeah I'd you don't like too fucking bad 😜

If you don't like me just don't interact with me I don't need your negativity even if I'm negative (such a hypocrite, ik)💀

Don't try anything with me I'm underage and im 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐦𝐚 and will fight you😠

I like reading depression like idk if it has angst then it's a good book my opinion (no longer human is good)

I also like reading anything that has like an adventure like that's interesting cause my adhd is bad and I can't focus on boring shit

Oooh I like demon slayer I'm still sad douma had to die he was pookie

I also love Angels of death cause eeeeee it's so sigma

My silly silly friend is @homoashell she is so 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐦𝐚❀

Another silly friend is @thecoolest68 she is also pookie

@littleratboy is my pookie I love them so much <3

AUGHHDUJSUUS my pookie is

My fav color is 💜 and ❤️

My fav words are ooooh or sigma or homosexual and pookie😩😖

I'm in the Helluva boss fandom same with hazbin hotel (they are pretty good)

Also, I'm obsessed with Bungo stray dogs, my fav fandom (Dazai and chuuya and nikolai are the biggest hotties dazai specifically 😖 Mori from bsd should kill himself💀)

Youtube=Johnnie Gilbert, Jake Webber, Flamingo, BENOFTHEWEEK, Danny Motta, Billyhan_ ,Nick Wilkins, Tarayummy, and Clawed_Beauty101

My fav animal is cats I have one her name is ginger and she's do cute I will post about her a lot cause she's sigma I also have a dog he looks goofy he's a Yorkie/Silky and he's goofy looking I don't like him that much my cats better

Also magic and mystery or Coil (ao3 dont fucking judge its really well written ok)

I also like the class of 09 (Jecka and Emily and Nicole are 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐦𝐚)

I like the Heathers the musical it's a pretty good musical and honestly was pretty fun to watch (dont say you haven't watched the movie your nit a true fan BITCH you dont know my situation leave me alone)

Erm I like music like MARINA (Marina and the diamonds), Melanie Martinez, GRLwood, Asesha Erotica, TV girl, 6arelyhuman, mother mother, radiohead, Rio Romeo, alex g, insane clown posse, Benson Boone, Ashnikko,Mindless Self Indulgences, Olivia Rodrigo ,Mitski(dont judge thats just me ok you can like what you like my Genre of music is very random also i like more just like too lazy to write all of them😜😜😜)

I like art but I'm not very good at it but I try and that's all that matters ♡︎

I like ice skating it's very fun, and I'm pretty good at it ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

I really like harry potter and the books and movies I hate J.K Rowling she is a terrible person and I don't support her or what she dose

Black butler is also a great fandom I like the angst I know that's bad but OMFG ITS SO GOOD

I like the Heather's it's a good play I watched it on YouTube and it's really sigma

I like the hunger games I haven't read the books but I'm going to ♡︎

A great fandom is the metal family it's on YouTube and glams past and chives past god damnnnnn 😖

Ooooh a great fandom is the case study of vanitas (totally not cause they all fucking hotties)

Probably have more fandoms but I'm not writing them all down will write them down when i remember since i have the memory of an a great grandpa with severe dementia👴🏻💀😜

My anxiety and depression is bad so sometimes I might not post since I physically can do shit or don't know what to write also I do sh but like whatever guys I'm just silly like that I might vent sometimes cause I'm just that silly

I'm very blunt so if you don't like that then whatever your problem but ur missing out 😩💅✨️

That's pretty much it feel free to ask any questions I might answer them ❀

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[soukokuchild]

This stayed in the drafts for too long (if you see any typos or grammatical errors no you don't)

It starts as a way to annoy each other.

A few weeks after Chuuya joined the port mafia, Dazai eavesdropped Chuuya talking about how much he hated receiving gifts or surprises in general. That's why on the day of his birthday, the ginger finds an ugly dog collar as a birthday present from the brunet on his desk. Not to be outdone, Chuuya returns the favour by giving Dazai a rope to hang himself with on his birthday –he actually throws it at his face–.

From there onwards every gift becomes even more absurd then the previous one, as if it's a challenge to see whoever can embarrasses the other more, forgetting that they're two big shots of the Port Mafia.

Every birthday becomes metaphorically and sometimes physically a battlefield.

One time is a carton of milk for Chuuya's given by Dazai –"I thought chibi may need help with growing since he's still so short!"– and the complete guide to suicide for Dazai by Chuuya –"Oi shitty Dazai, it's time to fucking die"–.

The peak of that weird challenge is reached a year before Dazai's betrayal, when Chuuya gets home only to find countless snails happily eating...weirdly specific food? and whatever snails do on the floor of his living room. Chuuya doesn't even question how Dazai managed to breaks into his apartment, he's already thinking about giving the bastard a taste of his own medicine.

On his eighteenth birthday, Dazai wakes up with a nauseous smell filling the container where he still stubbornly lives. Well, he lives literally into the port, of course he doesn't expect to smell flowers and candies, but the smell of rotten fish is way too stronger than the other days. The reason: dozens of dead mackerels laying on the ground of the container and a "happy fucking birthday bastard" shouted out from the outside.

Two weeks after the dead-mackerels-gift incident Dazai leaves the Port Mafia and Chuuya knows that the little weird tradition they created is now over. He doesn't know how to feel about it but at least he doesn't have to get rid of hundreds of snails ever again.

A year passes and it's already Chuuya's birthday. Time flies when you're having fun, right? If you consider funny working late again because of the paperwork.

At least there's a bottle of wine to keep him company on his desk. A too familiar bottle of '89 Petrus that Chuuya was sure he drank the night when Dazai left. How is it possible?

What makes him even more suspicious are the words written on the birthday card next to the bottle.

"I guess the milk didn't work, try with wine this year but don't party too hard slug".

[nijigasakilove]

😩 nah man how do these eps just get better and better every week this is insane. One last episode next week and I’m hearing it’ll be our last episode for a while since they’re essentially caught up to the manga at this point.

Where to start, alright the escape from the elevator was some ingenious shit. As usual, brilliant manoeuvring from Dazai there. Really thought they had Fyodor cornered. That acting job deserves an Oscar. I thought the Russian on the page was like a trigger to get his personalities to switch. Even his eyes changed colours there. Flipping the knife on sigma was wild.

I wonder what Sigma saw when he touched Fyodor, whatever it was it literally broke him. Just what is Fyodor?

That “bitch that hurt” from Dazai got me crying 💀 was really not expecting Chuuya to shoot him in the head. There’s gotta be some type of time travel or reality altering plot twist cause no way he and Yukichi are dead.

At the airport, lot of crazy things going on simultaneously. Akutagawa still has some semblance of a will left. He didn’t follow the order to kill Aya and the way he was fighting Atsushi kinda felt like he was holding back. Like he wanted him to realise what he was doing or something. Just shows how strong his mind his

Aya continues to be the real MVP of this season though. Even against insurmountable odds, the youngest and “weakest” person in the situation continues to fight and look for solutions. Pushing that big ass desk around was no easy feat and even though it didn’t get the sword out of Bran, I think there’s still some hope yet. It’s interesting that she looks just like his daughter. No wonder he took such a liking to her.

They’re really milking this 5 minutes DB Super Tournament of Power style lol. Can’t wait for next week 😩

[tojifile]

Dazai Osamu : Birthday wish

Genre: Fluff

Dazai, Chuuya, Age fifteen sixteen!

(~￣°￣)~ * warning: may get a bit ooc

06/19/07, Tuesday the day Dazai Osamu turned 16, a "sweet" sixteen indeed. The air was humid and the gasses seeping in between the damp roads made it much worse, not the best way to start the day but also not the worst.

Surely those who were acquainted with the mafia, be it a child or elder neither receives lavish gifts nor extravagant parties on their birthdays. This day wasn't any different.

Today, Ougai Mori, former underground doctor, now mafia boss asked Dazai and Chuuya to report to his office.

"Dazai-kun, Chuuya-kun, I'm glad you've arrived." Mori spoke nonchalantly. The room's atmosphere was neither tense nor relaxed. Dazai and Chuuya silently waited for the boss' orders. "I need you both to go around Yokohama to find this man." Mori spoke with the same nonchalant tone. He slid a file containing the mystery man's photos on his desk towards Dazai and Chuuya. Dazai then gently took the file as he kept a look of indifference plastered on his face as he skimmed through the file, with Chuuya peeking over his shoulder.

"He's been snooping around our business for a while but he hasn't caused much of a problem until yesterday—I'm afraid he's taken the black lizard. I'm sure the both of you now understand how much of a serious threat this man truly is." Mori faux sympathetic expression on his face as he spoke calmly. "Understood" Dazai and Chuuya spoke in unison. They politely bowed then departed.

"Hey! Show me the damn file!!" Chuuya exclaimed as they left Mori's office. Dazai waved the file up high while teasing Chuuya for his height. "Maybe if you drank some milk you could've had the file a while ago." Dazai retorted with an innocent smile on his face. "Why you—!" Woosh~ Chuuya used his ability to jump high enough to kick the file out of Dazai's grubby hands. Chuuya caught the file in a flash "Imagine having to use your ability to take a measly file!" Dazai laughed hysterically. "I might as well pound your face onto the ground while I'm at it!!" Chuuya exclaimed aggressively, Dazai only laughed harder as he saw his partner's reaction. "Quit laughing will you?!" Chuuya huffed in annoyance as he crossed his arms. "Alright alright, if it makes the pipsqueak happy." Dazai said with a teasing smile. Chuuya scowled and looked away knowing there was no real use talking to him.

The duo walked through the alleyway where the black lizard was last seen. Not even Hirotsu had survived the attack, they were all just gone. "This mystery man definitely had an accomplice, there's no way that he could've taken everyone.. unless— Dazai hesitated to speak for a second —he's an ability user." Dazai spoke with a hint of curiosity and maybe just a pinch of sympathy for the lost. "A powerful ability user at that." Chuuya spoke as he noticed the mess at the back end of the alleyway. "Seems like he put up a fight." Chuuya spoke, almost excitedly. Dazai found the hint of excitement in his voice amusing.

Suddenly a black figure ran through the winds. Dazai and Chuuya immediately respond by going after the black figure but alas the figure disappeared. Dazai and Chuuya were left staring at a wall in another alley. "Well that's enough work for now!" Dazai happily exclaimed. "What?! We haven't even caught the guy!" Chuuya replied back by exclaiming in confusion. Dazai shrugged "I can't work on an empty stomach hat rack." Dazai spoke lazily as they walked. "Hat rack?! What's that supposed to mean?!" Chuuya angrily yelled, Dazai just shrugged it off as he lazily walked into a diner. They both sat onto a booth in the diner. Dazai ordered a bunch of different snacks. Chuuya sighed as Dazai ordered. "See? Isn't this better?" Dazai smugly spoke as the food arrived, Chuuya responded with a grunt but he couldn't deny his hunger.

Dazai ate with a smile while Chuuya looked annoyed but still ate. "Chuuya-kun the black figure earlier and the mystery man have the same approximate size and build. He may be the one behind it all but I'm positive he has his allies!" Dazai shared his thoughts as they ate. Chuuya eagerly listened to Dazai, Dazai was annoying but Chuuya had to admit, he was intelligent. "You're right." Chuuya nodded as he verbalized his agreement. "Of course I am!" Dazai confidently exclaimed, this made Chuuya fume but he didn't let his temper get the best of him.

As they ate and conversed the black figure tapped on the window of the booth. Dazai and Chuuya immediately got up to chase the figure but before that Chuuya threw a stack of yen on the table where they sat as payment.

They ran after the figure through the streets of Yokohama. The figure lead them to an abandoned building then mysteriously disappeared once again. The duo caught their breaths and Chuuya sighed "Who the hell is that guy?!" He snarled. Chuuya was getting tired of this cat and mouse game. He wanted to get this over with. Dazai shrugged it off then he walked over to Chuuya to come up with a plan. They'll be using Dazai as bait for the figure so that Chuuya could catch them.

Dazai stood in the middle of the sidewalk, unarmed and seemingly normal— then the figure showed up. The figure picked Dazai up swiftly and Chuuya chased after them. Oddly the figure was running back to the Port Mafia. The figure put Dazai down as they reached the building. Chuuya had also calmed down, revealing the surprise. "Happy birthday Dazai-kun!!" Dazai's close colleagues yelled happily. There was cake, crab legs, and an assortment of food. Dazai had a big smile on his face as everyone greeted him. The black lizard was safe, not a scratch on Hirotsu's face.

Chuuya walked up to Dazai then spoke smugly "I can't believe the great Dazai Osamu didn't predict the surprise." he teased. Dazai then raised an eyebrow then smiled confidently "Oh Chuuya-kun, I knew." Dazai replied. "What?! So why did you play along?!" Chuuya asked in disbelief, he was a bit disappointed. "I didn't want to ruin the surprise!" Dazai happily spoke. "Tsk! You bastard!" Chuuya retorted in annoyance.

It was now time to blow out he candles. "Dazai-kun come here, we prepared a cake for you!" Mori called out with a soft smile, a rare sight to see. The cake's exterior design was extremely deformed, not that it was inedible. "Elise and Yumeno decorated it just for you!" Mori added with a happy tone. They lit the candles and sang 'Happy birthday' "Happy birthday dear Dazai... Happy birthday to— you!!" Everyone clapped as Dazai blew the candles. "I wish Chuuya-kun will grow up to be as tall as I am!" Dazai narrowed his eyes at Chuuya with a teasing, childish smile. "You're not supposed to say it out loud dumbass!!" Chuuya exclaimed in annoyance. "Oh right!— Dazai raised his index finger and looked up as if he just remembered something —it won't come true if I say it out loud, right! Well, better luck next year Chuuya-kun!" Dazai teased as Chuuya furrowed his eyebrows."

Author's notes:

Full disclosure this is my first time actually posting and finishing a fanfic, I just wanted to do something for Dazai's birthday he's been my favorite character for 3 years now. I just wanted Mori to have good intentions for him here please, just this once. I love him (Dazai) so much and I love soukoku, happy birthday to Dazai Osamu (even if he's just a fictional man that I've spent too much time and money on) <3

Scheduled post: 06/19/23 12AM GMT+9 Japanese standard time

[win-writes]

Happy Valentine’s Day! The chocolate themes for the prompts are really cute. I love the connection!

Can I request Dazai (if you get a lot of Dazai requests, I’ll request Nikolai instead) with milk chocolate 6 and 10?

Once again, Happy Valentine’s Day! I hope it was great for you!

୭ ˚ 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘬 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 6: “𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?” ୭ ˚ 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘬 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 10: “𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘶𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵? 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯δ 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪’𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭”

༶ pairing; dazai x reader

༶ contains; angst, toxic!dazai, fighting, no comfort

༶ word count; 1.1k

༶ a/n; tysm sweetheart, i'm really glad you liked the event<3 hope you'll enjoy this as well<3

At first, there was screaming.

So many emotions filling your soul, so little space in your heart to contain them all. Therefore, you let it out with your words. Words that hit his own soul like knives. Words that poison his heart like venom. Words you kept inside for so long, not wanting to put more burden in his life that he already carries every day.

The day he walked out of your life, was the day you felt your heart stop for the first time. And with him, he took everything that made your days brighter. But you didn't give up. You kept fighting each day for your own sake. Picking up the pieces he so easily smashed your heart into. And you did it. You finally managed to find the light he stole from you. You finally found yourself sleeping peacefully without waking up to a soaked from your tears pillow. You found the sun after countless of days spent inside the storm he cursed you with.

So why is he here now? Why is he standing inside your once shared apartment again? What else could he possibly take away from you? Why is he speaking of love and asking for forgiveness when he's the one who made crystal clear that he fell out of love for you and left you at your lowest?

"Don't you dare spit that word in front of me again!" you're wild with rage, not a care in the world if your neighbors can hear you. Dazai's face lacks expression, as if he knew that would be your exact reaction. And he did "Why? Does it scare you?" he takes one step closer to you "Does it scare you knowing you're the only person that made me feel something?"

"Feel something?" you laugh sarcastically "Did you also feel something when you left me here to rot?" his lips are pressed in a thin line "I did what was best for you" you turn your back at him, hopelessly trying to erase him from your vision "Of course you did" your tone is low but cold "The great Dazai who knows everything!"

He's about to approach you before you turn to face him again "I never asked you to make decisions for me! Yet you didn't even bother yourself to ask me what i needed" your face hardens. Dazai's sad eyes observe your face carefully. Your expression is almost unrecognizable to him. You've never looked in his eyes with so much darkness.

"And now what? Suddenly it's okay for us to be together? Are your predictions telling you that now the best thing for me is to take you back and pretend nothing ever happened?" you raise your hands out of frustration, unable to contain your rage anymore. "Maybe if you listen to me, you'll understand" he grabs you by the wrist, pulling you closer to him, but you snatch away your hand and take a few steps back.

"Alright then" you take a deep breath to collect yourself "I'm all ears" you cross your hands under your chest. Dazai huffs "I know what I said that day and I know how much I hurt you" his eyes fall to your feet, almost ashamed to look directly at you "I know you deserve better, I always did. So I thought that if I leave you and you moved on, things would be right" your face softens at his words.

You know how lowly he thinks of himself. You spend so many nights trying to talk him out of it. To make him see himself the way you do. To convince him that he's so much more than the horrible things he did in the past that still haunt him.

"But my feelings for you never changed" he finally raises his gaze from the ground "Call me selfish, but I couldn't bring my heart to let you go" and with his final words, you snap "So you came back now that I finally picked myself up from the bottom you dropped me?" a frown flashed across your face "Do you think I want to live with the fear I'll have to go through this again the next time you decide to leave?"

"Do you think I wanted to love you?"

Your eyes widen and your jaw drops "Do you think it was easy for me? To let go of the only person that took me in despite my past?" you feel tears pool your eyes "No, don't turn this on you, you're not the victim here" your voice cracks. You bit your lip, desperately trying to hold back your tears of frustration "I'm not one of those criminals you play mind games with! Don't try to make me feel sorry for you when you're the one who destroyed what he had!"

Dazai slowly takes steps your way "I'm simply trying to fix the mess I caused" you walk backwards, but your back hits the wall. Cornered with nowhere else to go, Dazai takes the chance and places his hands against the wall with you in the middle. He smirks, staring at you like a predator stares at its prey "We both know that deep down, you love that I came back running to you" another wave of anger hits you violently and forces you to push him away "Drop the act, you can't fool me. I told you, you can't play your mind games with me" your reaction turns his cocky expression to a shocked one "Tell me why the hell are you here"

"I miss us, don't you get it? Every day I spend without you feels like i'm in hell"

And now silence.

Both of you just stand there looking at each other. His face is full of all kinds of emotions. Agony, rage, sadness. All mixed together perfectly. As for yours?

Empty.

On the outside, one would assume that maybe you didn't hear him. Or maybe you simply didn't care of what he just said. But on the inside, you were relieved. You can't really explain why, but the fact that you managed to bring the Dazai in such state, relaxes your soul. Like that was the missing piece in the puzzle you tried to put together all this time away from him.

"You should have thought of this earlier" your tone is soft. You walk right pass him towards the door with his eyes glued on you "I think it's time you leave. For good" you open the door, waiting for his last words before finally closing this chapter in your life.

But he doesn't say a thing. He gives you a forced smile and simply walks out of your house for the last time. You close the door and let your body fall against it. A few tears you've been holding back roll down your face at last. Tears of sadness? Happiness? You can't tell. And you don't care to find out. All that matters now is that you're finally ready to move on.

Finally, you're free.

[i-just-like-goats]

Hello may I request Atsushi with a female reader and she loves bubble tea? She introduces him to it and he loves it and they go on boba dates every fortnight. ❤️ (ok now im kinda craving for bubble tea now but ANYWAYS hope you feel better author-san!)

Hi anon! Omg yes! Two of the things I love, Atsushi, he's so sweet and ofc bubble tea. A mood, hopefully you get your bubble tea :) Ahh thank you! I actually do feel much better now. Thank you for the request :))

Atsushi x Female Reader Fluff

Summary: You share your love of bubble tea with Atsushi

Warnings: none that I can think of

WC: 0.8k

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You felt sorry for the new recruit. From what Dazai told everyone yesterday, the new recruit's first day would be a challenging one.

Lucky for you, you wouldn't be there to witness the chaos. Dazai's schemes were something you never wanted to involve yourself in.

"Oh, hello,"

You snapped out of your thoughts just in time to stop yourself from crashing into someone. You glanced quickly at the bubble tea gripped in your right hand to make sure nothing spilled. With a relieved sigh, you cast your eyes back to the person you almost crashed into.

"Sorry about that, I'm Atsushi,"

He stuck out his right hand, but quickly retracted it and replaced it with his left once he saw the drink in your right hand.

"Y/N, nice to meet my new co-worker,"

"Ah, yes, I hope we get along well,"

And you both did get along well. Atsushi was sweet and hardworking and you admired him for that. You were a talented employee, but you always seemed more interested in the drink you had bought that day. 

It was a miracle to Atsushi how you got things done to a high standard, when you would frequently leave to buy yourself a new drink. Even when at the agency, he'd see you sipping on your bubble tea and almost analysing every single detail. It was puzzling.

After Atsushi kept seeing you - always with bubble tea in your hand or on your desk - he finally mustered up the courage to ask you about it.

What he didn't expect was for you to be so enthusiastic about bubble tea. It took him by surprise when you spoke so highly of bubble tea, but it only made him want to get to know you more. So, he suggested that you two go on a bubble tea outing.

"Are you asking me out, Atsushi?" You teased.

"What! No! I mean, yes. Wait, I don't know,"

"I'm just messing with you," You reassured with a smile.

He breathed out a sigh. You were the same age, but being around Dazai meant that you picked up on some of his traits, such as the teasing.

Once work finished, you practically dragged Atsushi to your favourite bubble tea shop.

"Choose whatever you want. I'm paying,"

"What! No, I can't accept. It's too pricey,"

"The price for good bubble tea sadly, but I insist. Just think of it as a 'welcome to the agency gift',"

"But-"

Your stern stare cut him off. Sighing, Atsushi stared at the menu. There were so many different teas and so many different toppings as well as the special ones; Atsushi had a hard time choosing. 

He took so long that you had already ordered and picked up your drink. A classic milk tea with tapioca pearls. 

"What's taking you so long? It's not like I asked you to play chess against Dazai,"

Atsushi smiled apologetically at you.

"It's just that," He breathed out heavily, "I've never had bubble tea,"

You blinked twice.

"This is your first time ever?"

He nodded, refusing to look into your eyes.

"Oh, then, would you like to try mine? If you don't like it, choose something that catches your eye,"

Atsushi took a nervous sip from your bubble tea. His eyes lit up.

"That's really good!"

"Do you want to order what I ordered?"

His enthusiastic nod made you smile. That smile dropped when you saw him pull out his wallet. You ran to the counter and ordered, then quickly paid for it, while Atsushi stood dejected outside the shop. You emerged with his drink in hand.

"Just accept it. Like I said, it's my treat,"

He took the drink from your hand with a sigh. You both sat down on a bench to drink your drinks in peace. You shook his head at his stubbornness, but it was worth it to see his content look while drinking the bubble tea.

"Besides, this is the only time I'll be treating you. From now on, you'll pay for your own tea,"

"Next time?"

"Yes next time,"

"Why?"

"Firstly, it would be a shame not to be friends with the only person my age at the agency. Secondly, your first ever bubble tea was the classic one, although a good choice, it's basic. We need to broaden your taste with bubble tea. So let's go out every fortnight, yeah?"

Atsushi was too caught up in the blaze in your stunning eyes to completely register everything you said.

"Yeah, I'd be glad to do that with you,"

"Good,"

You leaned your head on Atsushi's shoulder, still lazily sipping on your bubble tea.

"This alright with you?"

"Y-yeah,"

You couldn't see it, but Atsushi's cheeks were on fire. He was grateful that you were too busy staring absently in front of you to notice his flustered state. He was definitely looking forward to getting to know you more, and you were too.

[luvkun4]

IM GLAD YOU ENJOY MY RAMBLES ... i have so many thoughts. Like. If dazai was the one on top 😤😤 hes soo smug, "coaching" kunikida on how to eat pussy (it starts out as teasing at first, to irritate him, bc dazai is dazai), and it works, because, in his own (frustrated) words, he does, in fact, know where the clitoris is. slowly, however, it evolves into something else. Dazai has his pretty blonde hair wrapped around his fist, chest against his back as he tells kunikida exactly how to pry each orgasm out of your increasingly shaking form. As stubborn as kunikida is, there is a part of him that wants to learn (despite being perfectly good at oral on his own, mind you. dazai is just...dazai), wants some kind of praise. your moans of his name continue egging him on, and he forgets about his pride, eventually- its hard to hold onto anything of the sort when his cock is aching, hot and heavy against the friction of the sheets. dazai knows him too well, slowing down just when hes about to cum every time, leaving him sobbing into your slick cunt. by orgasm number 3, your legs are trembling, and the feeling of you clenching your thighs around his head while you babble that its too much goes straight to his dick.

and then, finally, "kunikida-kun, what do you think?" Dazai has to tug kunis hair to make him pull away from your pussy, "they can take one more, right? I think you deserve a reward for lasting so long."

AHHH and he pulls out, lets kunikida take the wheel in his desperation to finally cum, while dazai sits back and enjoys the show. in seconds kunikida has hooked his arms under your thighs and tugged you up against him, and he goes to ask, to make sure you want to keep going, and with tears in your eyes you tell him if he doesnt fuck you now, hes not getting any for a month. hes so close, his arms are shaky against you, and when he finally cums his grip is bruising, pulling you flush against him as he thrusts desperately up into your heat. You can taste yourself on him when he moans into your mouth, your cunt squeezing him so deliciously as you unravel entirely around him, milking him even when hes got nothing left to spill into you umm ... also would just like to add dazai would look so pretty when he jacks off like his hands + his dick . combo made in heaven hellooooo - 🍵

PLEASE YOURE FEEDING ME SO GOOD RN I CANT EVEN

y’all need to stop making me think about Dazai- this is not normal /t

[nameless-shrimp]

ONE QUICK DESTINATION || OSAMU DAZAI

PAIRING: Osamu Dazai x GN! Reader

TYPE: one-shot

WORD COUNT: 1.8k

WARNINGS: none

SYNOPSIS: Dazai asks you to make a stop somewhere before you both head home.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: soft dazai, soft dazai, soft dazai, SOFT DAZAI. btw i am sorry if this sucks i just wanted to write soft dazai to comfort myself, okay, hehehe

The sun was setting, near the peak of its set where the vibrant warm colors were fading into its soft mist of navy blue. From the horizon, your eyes trailed from the road for a brief moment. City lights of nearby bars of Yokohama glimmered on sight; a yawning Dazai on the passenger seat while he fiddled with the radio. Old 90's music playing in a gentle whim—more so to keep the background noise to settle in with the drive home.

"Mind if we stop for a bit?"

Raising an eyebrow, you turned to Dazai. A cocky smirk on his lips before pleading into his large eyes. The same damn look he'd throw at you to cause your stomach to turn into a pit of cartwheels. Sighing, you nodded and asked, "what's the destination?"

"A nearby gas station," he clicked his tongue. "Let's get some snacks, my love."

Unsure of his odd request, you decided to go along with it anyway. Because it was Dazai; the man you were in love with, yet also, found annoyance in every time he invaded your space. (Sure enough, even Kunikida lectured you about teaching the man proper manners to take his work seriously.)

Gas station lights flickered from afar; parking the car near the entrance, Dazai hopped out in a flash. Tan trench coat swayed too quickly along with the faint breeze before he ran into the store as you blinked.

Too exhausted to enter in, so you rest your arm against the edge of the open window. Eyes gazing out to the empty parking lot. A ghost town. Ironically, even for—your eyes darted to the time depicted on the car radio—only it to be ten minutes past eight in the evening.

You yawned, fiddling with the radio in hopes of finding a low upbeat song to make the attempt of you getting some type of energy to drive. God. Knowing your lover, Dazai was the unexpected; twiddling thumbs and flicker of his flirty smile was enough to swoop your heart up.

(Even though, he really did the most.)

The door opened before you looked over to your right, watching your lover rummage into the passenger seat with plastic bags in his hands. Glass clanking inside one of them; clearly signaling that he must've bought alcohol—or some type of drink—along with the bags of chips that peeked out from the bags.

"You know we were going to go grocery shop—"

"I actually have another request, baby," Dazai said, putting the bags in the back seat of the car. Fighting back a tired sigh, he grinned cheekily; that genuine smile that caused you to smile back, regardless of your mood, and he fell back into his seat. "Follow my directions. I'll tell you where to go."

A laugh trailed out from your lips. "You're not going to kill me, are you?"

Dazai gasped jokingly. "You think I would ever commit such an act? How cruel, love."

Shaking your head, you exhaled. "Directions?"

And Dazai informed you of where to go, even in the midst of opening a bag of chips every so often before feeding you one while you rested at a stoplight. During some moments, he'd play a song from your phone in the car that reminded you of him—regardless of its cheesy satire, Dazai found amusement in it. Perhaps it was the blush tickling your cheeks as you turned away every so often.

Little did you know that you fluttered his heart as well. And after turning left three times, with you driving up a hill, he'd reward you with a bite of a crunchy chocolate bar that he'd share with you. Joyous laughter pooling his lips; the taste of milk chocolate on the tip of his tongue. Though he'd rather allow himself to have that taste be engulfed down your throat—but that'd be for a later time, he supposed.

You were driving up a hill and he changed the song after continuous soft pop music filled the atmosphere of the car. The sun had died down long ago; night crept in. A full moon. Stars bouncing on the clouds. Dazai watched the sky, watching the shadows of trees blind the view of the moon above. Most likely calling out to him from afar; for what words, he didn't know. Nothing mattered to him.

He turned to you; eyes squinted from the darkness of the forest due to the lack of streetlights. Only you mattered to him. His heart fluttered.

"Okay, where are we going?" You asked, tilting your head as your hands gripped on the steering wheel tighter. "You're not trying to kill me, are you?"

"You're funny, baby," he chuckled, gnawing on the chocolate bar. "Just a whittle longhur—"

"What?" You let out a laugh. "Swallow then speak, silly."

He licked his lips and grinned. "You just want another bite."

"Sure," a roll of your eyes answered his mental question. "Gimme."

He reached the candy bar closer to you as you took a quick bite of it before stopping at a stop sign.

Dazai watched you cover your mouth as you ate, looking at the surroundings near the both of you. At one point, he talked about how he saw a crowd of raccoons running across the bushes laid out amongst the green of nature. So random. Yet adorable all at once. Not that you minded.

After ten minutes of an old rock song filling in the ambiance of Dazai's crunching as he shared his other bag of chips with you, your eyes opened largely at the city of Yokohama laid out below you. Realizing you had driven up a high hill, you watched alongside the empty parking lot that you pulled in. A smiling Dazai close to your side. He asked you to park the car.

So, you did.

Adjusting your seat, you watched the lights below that made up the city for what it is. Each building lit up the darkness that surrounded the whole city; a crowd of attractions filled with endless poetry and stories that were unknown to strangers that lingered on every corner of each street. Mystery tales with hidden endings. A citizen with their own life; curiosity would kill the cat for some, even for you, watching the movements of the lights flicker as your eyes flutter to a blink.

"Let's sit in the back, shall we?" Dazai noted and you obliged. Both of you made your way to the back seat, and on cue, he immediately grabbed ahold of your figure while he rested his back against the side of one of the car doors. Head planted on the cool window. His eyes trailed alongside the lights that you were just gazing upon. "Beautiful, isn't it?"

"This is what you wanted to show me..." your voice slowly fanned out a breath. Words weren't used to describe the magical view from up above; neither of you ever basked in Yokohama from this high up together. Even so, a new experience for you—not that you minded, with your boyfriend intertwining his fingers with yours. A tight knot.

"It's truly beautiful just like you, my love," Dazai whispered before planting a quick kiss on your cheek. He adjusted his position as he swung an arm to the trunk of the car.

You watched him throw over a loose blanket on top of you, where you smiled at the faint bit of warmth covering your legs before he tightened his grip on you. Back close to his chest. Chin resting on your shoulder. Nose nudging into the pillar of your neck.

"You're so warm," he chuckled before keeping his grasp on you tight. A dance of his fingers near your hips caused you to squirm into a fit of laughter, causing the ring of your echo to fill up the empty void of the car—not minding the music still casually playing on its low volume—and Dazai grinned, shutting his eyes in delight. "Absolutely breathtaking; that's what you are. God, I'm in love with you, belladonna."

Your head swung back; dark tousled mocha hair tickling the tip of your nose. The scent of his chocolate from before made its way to capture your attention. Letting out a yawn, your arms stretched. "You're too good to me," you said, shaking your head around near the column of his neck. "Stop that."

"I don't think so, silly," Dazai laughed before poking your hip as you flinched at the touch. "You're too adorable for me to stop. I think I'll keep holding onto you for a while longer."

You smiled before your eyes softened into a close. "I don't want you to let go."

"I don't plan on letting go, my love."

"Promise?"

He shook his head before keeping a smile painted on his lips. Facial expression etched into a sketch filled with adoration; happiness hidden within the glow of the golden acrylic in his eyes. Dazai leaned in, kissing you passionately on the lips; thumb trailing alongside your skin before you felt his grasp on you get closer to his chest.

"I promise, love," he breathed alongside your lips. Your eyes were still dazed; lost in exhaustion, nearly on the brink of sleep. "One night, I will propose to you and the moment you say 'yes', then I will forever know that I can be happy with you for the rest of my life."

You held back a laugh. "What makes you think I'll agree to marry you?"

"Well, ouch," he gasped dramatically. "Am I that too much to handle?"

"Sometimes."

"I know you love me."

A grin rose on your flushed face. "I love you very much, Dazai."

"Good," he kissed your nose before your figure slowly fell deeper into his body though your position was more laid down onto the—somewhat—comfortable seats of the car. "Someone's tired."

Not wanting to respond, you only hummed and slapped him playfully on his hand. The way you always messed around with him—regardless of Dazai's silly antics, he'd fall in love with you more. Nonetheless, the way you caused his heart to dance; heartstrings strung along with a melody that he couldn't forget. On tune, on repeat—a love that wasn't broken on record.

Leaning down, he pressed his lips against your head before the back of his head met with the car window once again. The city lights never failed to amaze him; a beautiful view it was. White flickers of illumination mixing in with a dash of midnight despite the time only being close to 10 PM. Wallowing in sheer joy; a lovely moment of darkness descending amongst the tall buildings to its smaller shops below.

Dazai glanced down at you; soft breaths leaving your lips as your eyes stayed to a tight close. Lips parted with a flushed face—most likely flustered by his usual flirtatious acts—and he smiled, keeping your head close to his chest. Let the sound of his heart beating be enough to have a pretty dream flutter its way into your mind.

He smiled while petting your head.

"Get some rest, baby," Dazai said before looking back at the steering wheel.

He chuckled to himself.

"Looks like you'll have to trust me to drive us home safely tonight."

tags: @whorefordazai @tender-rosiey @internetkilledtheroxstar @sadcannibal @bsdparadise @pompompurin1028 @dazais-osamu @tetsustation @milky-toast @missrown @requiem626k @jessbeinme15 @kyuus4ku @so-chile @kiyokoxd

[chailoserr]

𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗲𝗱, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗾𝘂𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗰𝘀 𝗿𝗻

Dazai: *sitting on Mall Santa’s lap to tell him what he wants for Christmas*

Mall Santa: My, my, you look really tall

Dazai: Yea no shit, I’m 22

Kenji: *points to plastic bag* Look, it’s a tumbleweed

Y/N: When I was a kid, my friend and I would play this game where we’d flood a sandbox with our toys in it and whoever’s toys didn’t sink won. It was so fun

Dazai: That’s a great idea! Let’s f l o o d the agency!

Y/N: Wha—no

Dazai: *already starting to flood the agency with a hose* Whoever drowns first is a pussy

Chuuya: I remember that horse, that horse was a JERK

Dazai: We’re gonna role play, I’m Mori and Y/N is me *throws stethoscope at Y/N*

Chuuya: My foot fell asleep, could you whisper sweet nothings to it to wake it up?

Y/N: Hey foot, you ain’t shit

Ango: Can I have one math homework on the rocks?

Dazai: *about Oda* I forget that he died, I like to forget

Fyodor: I have an irony deficiency

Ranpo: If you don’t get me that granola bar, I will pop a perc right here, right now!

Kunikida: Y/N, I need you to do this, I have people to look after!

Y/N: And I have a BED to sleep ON

Y/N: *to Fukuzawa* Sorry, I’m on shark week, sir

Fukuzawa: Oh really? Me too, which episode?

Y/N: No, not like that, sir, my period

Fukuzawa: Those are at the end of a sentence

Chuuya: Shut up, Dazai, you get horny when you drink alphabet soup

Dazai: You get horny drinking milk, shut the fuck up

Mori: Whatever happened to Akutagawa? Last we heard of him he was trapped in the mall

Chuuya: He’s just there starving

Kouyou: They have a f o o d c o u r t

Dazai: *to Chuuya* Yea that’s right, little shit, you’re my poopypants now

Dazai: Please forgive me, I’ll make you a Zuko playlist

Y/N: FORGIVEN. Instantly forgiven, make it now

Kouyou: Don’t put lingerie on skeletons, Mori

Y/N: What’s Lucy’s job again?

Dazai: Coffee lady

Y/N: Oh, so a barista

Dazai: Barista lady

Ranpo: Barista WOMAN

Dazai: Woman lady

Y/N: What the fuck—

Ranpo: That’s it, I’m swallowing your airpods

Chuuya: *trying to read* With the...enter-tits??

Kouyou: Oh my god, you’re illiterate, it’s ‘expertise’

Ranpo: I’m gonna e a t king candy

Yosano: He isn’t even made of candy

Ranpo: Oh...he’s not?

Yosano: No

Ranpo: Well I’m gonna eat him anyways

Dazai: *about his wound* Apparently when you squeeze it, blood comes out

Y/N: *trying to patch him up* Ya don’t say

Akutagawa: Number fifteen, painting with Chuuya, that’s the last thing you want to do with your life

Dazai: I’m tripping balls right now and I don’t even need drugs

Y/N: I’m either sick or a spider impregnated me, manifesting the second one

Chuuya: I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth

Dazai: Uh huh

Chuuya: I am going to follow you so hard, I stg

Dazai: Okay, you have one question to answer before I expose your twitter. This fact will be so specific and small that you deserve to be spared if you get it right

Chuuya: What’s the question?

Dazai: How did I code my secret gift to Y/N on her birthday card?

Y/N: In binary code

Dazai: SHUT UP

Chuuya: In binary code?

Dazai: NO

Dazai: As my last moment on top, I’m taking you down with me

Chuuya: NO

Y/N: MWUAHAHAHAHA

Chuuya: DAZAI PLEASE

Dazai: Have a nice twitter experience

Y/N: DO IT, DAZAI

Chuuya: I’M THE INNOCENT PARTY HERE

Y/N: FINISH HIM

Chuuya: I WAS IN NO POSITION OF POWER

Dazai: It is done. This concludes my villain arc, back to the good old punching bag for me

Chuuya: Dazai, now would be a good time to tell you that I hate you

Chuuya: Now it’s time to delete my twitter and leave the country, it was nice knowing you all, with the exception of DAZAI

Dazai: Ta ta!

Chuuya: I wish him a very NOT GOOD NIGHT

Dazai: Safe travels!

Y/N: Good night, Dazai~

Chuuya: I will literally never forgive you two

Kunikida: Hello, national emergencies? I’m calling cuz I got my hair stuck in my ponytail

Fitzgerald: Oh, it’s gluten free! I’m helping the world

Atsushi: I left my salad to go almost die!

Dazai: You all know how I used to work for the Port Mafia?

Y/N: Yea, well no, but I’ll pretend to know