#Kunikida I love you pls rest at the moment

[hanashiz]

[BSD117 ]"Even if I die, my ideals will live on."

— The Idealist, Kunikida Doppo

[fyodior]

was wearing a short skirt today and brain is going to ✨️thighs✨️

dazai squeezing your thighs, lightly touching them. almost ticklish he trails up closer and closer. he doesnt do anything in the moment, he just teases you. dazai uses your thighs almost like a fidgit toy, mindlessly tracing figures while he actually does his work for once. kunikida would almost lecture him if he wasnt actually doing his work. dazai does look at your thighs a lot too, especially when his marks are all over you 🤭

for the fyodor fans here, imagine fedya making you sit on his lap and straddle him while he works. he uses them as arm rests. if you even begin to grind on him he tuts and tells you to get off. you need to be a good little toy for him. maybe he'll give you hickeys on your thighs higher and higher till he would have to touch your cunt. too bad he's too busy with your thighs to deal with that wet mess :)

-☕️

PLS I LOVE THIS UGHHHHHHHHH if you were wearing a short skirt at work he would so drag you to the bathroom or an empty conference room/office and flip your skirt up and pull your panties to the side before fucking you fdjdkfja no warning he's been staring at you all fucking day he could not bare another second of not being in you so sorry foreplay

fedya would want you to sit on his face and fucking suffocate him with your thighs. thats all i will say

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

hi hello 🐟 anon here!! i’m so happy you liked my brainrot about mer!sugu :D and i’m sorry for taking this long to reply………….. TTTTTT i’ve been kind of busy these days but i’m resting now before easter comes so woohoo!!

you wanted to know what i wrote about BSD and uhhhh kind of embarrassing but it was a skk based on the chapter where dazai got shot (and we all believed he was dead but then all of that chaos happened and yeah……………🗿🗿🗿), so it was really angst-y and sad, where chuuya and dazai’s bond was analyzed and all…. and then dazai came back later, ijbol. as you can read, unfortunately im trapped in this skk hell, but i like to write from chuuya’s pov more :,,,) it’s more fun and easier for me!

anyway, just dropping by to tell you that i loved your sugu!drabble and that brought me so much comfort too because i woke up with an headache from yesterday’s events (there was a big international festival in my city and i was out almost all day…. so tiresome but so beautiful and colorful aaaaa) so yeah TT thank you for writing it! it was so sweet and nice to read and omg………. the stsg implications……. crying……….

ALSO,,, YOU’RE EUROPEAN TOO???/$;/&:!:&/ 🫂 have a nice day!! <33333 sending many hugs to you!! 🐟🐟🫶🏼🫶🏼

HELLOOOOOO 🐟 ANON <333333

first of all PLS dw about when you reply!!! 😭😭 there’s never any rush!!!!! i’ve been busy too lately so i’ve gotten slow at answering asks 😔😔 BUT I’M ALWAYS EXCITED TO HEAR FROM YOU i hope you’ve been resting up as much as you need!! aaa and you celebrate easter too…. one of my favorite holidays tbh it reminds me that spring is here :333 i used to be an egg hunting expert…. the best of them all….. sniffed them out like a bloodhound……

AND AAA THE SKK FIC …….. 🐟 anon you’re literally so real i also wrote a fix-it fic when one of my favs died 😔😔 i’ve never been super into skk as a ship but their dynamic is so good…. and i love them both!!! i think writing from chuuya’s pov is such a fun decision too :33 i love dazai but i would be way too overwhelmed to even attempt to get into his headspace LMAO….. i respect you sm for analyzing their relationship there’s just sooo much to dig into!!! i need to catch up on the bsd manga at some point soon … i miss kunikida :(( are skk your bsd faves 🐟 anon ?? or are there any others you like??? :>

TYSM FOR DROPPING BYYY and and and!!!! tysm for reading my geto drabble 🥺🥺 i’m so happy it could bring you some comfort!!!! that’s all i want!!!!! ohhhh to have suguru geto here to soothe my headaches… i hope yours ended up fading swiftly hehe. but ouffff not the festival 😞😞😞 i’m so sensitive to noise i could never survive…. luckily there aren’t really any festivals where i live at the moment but i suffer every single new years eve 💔💔 back to the drabble THE STSG IMPLICATIONS YES…… very happy you enjoyed them >:33 seriously though, tysm for reading and taking the time to let me know!! that makes me so happy!!!! <3333

[babubabibambam]

hi sorry to pester you again, but I was thinking how bsd guys would react if their s/o was fukuzawa's kid? like biologically related. (we have wayyyy too many orphans in the goddamn show ngl 😅)

There’s no need to apologize!! And NO YOU’RE NOT PESTERING ME AT ALL DKDKWMAKS love love love this idea. I’m only gonna do the ADA peeps and the port mafia peeps^^ will not be adding Mori cuz well— yeah… that age gap is slightly a tad bit too creepy for me.

ADA

Ranpo:

To him, you were probably an interesting human, being the daughter of such an amazing man. He was curious on how you would be, would you be a spoiled brat? Or would you be just as amazing as your father? At first he simply wished to observe you, but the more he learns about you, the more he began to fall. He had basically remembered all the details surrounding you, how you like your tea(which was ironically the same way that Fukuzawa liked it), what your favorite food was, what you don’t like to eat, and etc. At first he thought that it was normal to know the small details such as these. After a long while of denial he finally manages to confess. When the two of you started dating, your father was… well uneasy. Ranpo was uneasy too, but as we all know, if Fukuzawa were to have a favorite, it’d be Ranpo. So after a few awkward dinners, Ranpo had managed to sneak his way into the family.

Kunikida:

He holds a lot of respect and admiration towards your father, so naturally that was also extended to you. When you began to work at the agency Kunikida offered to help you out, you worked with him on many of the cases, that’s probably why he developed feelings for you. Watching you work, learning more and more about you at every new case, seeing you interacting with others, or just simply seeing you had made him craved for the next cases to come quickly so he could spend time with you. Once he realizes that his feelings were more of a romantic one rather than a platonic one. The man went into panic mode. Thoughts saying his feelings and his yearning for you were wrong filled his head. He kept his distance from you, started acting cold to close his heart. Yet somehow you managed to break in. Once you two began dating, Kunikida would pick you up from your house, causing him to meet your father. Everytime the two of you would go on a date or if your relationship was mentioned in front of your father, Kunikida would apologize with a bow. It’s funny to you and Fukuzawa, but just so you know, the poor baby means it. Even after several years or even if you married, he still does it.

Yosano:

The moment she laid her eyes on you she was captivated and curious. You seemed so soft and sheltered, she doubted you would last long. Sure you were Fukuzawa’s daughter, but what exactly can you do? Perhaps those thoughts stemmed from the jealousy she had towards you. She yearned to be loved too afterall. She bet you had a perfect 11 yearold party, a perfect childhood with a loving and amazing father like Fukuzawa. She kept observing you, but unlike Ranpo, she wanted to find faults. Sure there were a few flaws here and there, but she can’t help but notice the striking mindset and personality you had. Sure it wasn’t like Fukuzawa, but darn did that man raise a good daughter. A kindness that extends even to strangers or even enemies. Her obsession with your flaws quickly turned into an obsession with you. Once she realizes her feelings she quickly dealt with it. Once you two started dating it was natural your father was guarded. He knew Yosano and her past, he knew very well of what Mori did to her. But seeing the two of you so happy, he couldn’t help but smile.

Dazai:

This man probably had similar intentions like Ranpo. (ti-fe do be hot— if any of yall want an mbti post PLS tell me) ahem back to topic. He wanted to know more and more about you. Your behavior, your mindset, your moral code or ethics. And like the rest, curiosity killed the cat and by that I mean bam, he fell in love. Which at first he denies it. Him? Love? Really? Him? We all know he’s a mess, and he knows it too. He was probably in denial even longer than Kunikida, acted more cold and dramatic. He would probably have done that forever if you hadn’t dealt with it first. Yes, if you wanted a relationship with this dramatic bitch, you must make the move first. For a serious one at least. After multiple attempts of trying to make him tell you why he was treating you so oddly, he gave in and told you the truth. His past, who he really was, why he wore those bandages, this would probably make you yearn for him less right? After all, who would want a pathetic mess like him? Instead the response he got was a simple thankyou. “Thank you? For what?” He remembers asking. “For trusting me and being this vulnerable.” You laughed softly caressing his soft brown locks. After that you acted like nothing happened, treated him the same way as you had always did and patiently waited for him. Sure it was a long and tiring process. But in the end, you got your hands of the drama-queen and to your father’s surprise Dazai was actually decent. Till now Dazai thinks that if not for Fukuzawa raising such an angel, he would probably be in pain forever. So similar to Kunikida who apologizes everytime, he thanks the man instead.

Port Mafia

Chuuya:

He did not know the girl he dated was Fukuzawa’s daughter. The two of you met at a wine tasting event, hitting it off right away you two started as friends. Chuuya on the other hand had always wanted to be more than that, but that would be selfish of him. Though somehow after one night of drinking everything changed and now he’s at your house jaw dropping when he sees your father. Fukuzawa’s eyes widened as you sat cluelessly at the dinner table. Chatting and eating happily seeing the two of the men you loved the most in the same room. After dinner after you were drunk and dozing off on the couch the two men had a conversation. Not wanting to hurt you, or the other person who you loved they decided it was best to keep you like this, until they were ready to tell you everything. So now Chuuya tells you he works as a loan shark, not the port mafia. He didn’t want to say his job wasn’t something shady, but he also agreed to not tell you who he really worked for until the time was right. Let’s just say the moment the two fessed up, you immediately realized what you had done and that’ll always be the joke and memory the three of you share.

Akutagawa:

You met him on the quietly street alley. Bleeding and slowly dying on the streets on a cold rainy day. You took him to your apartment as you began to nurse him back to health. To you, he was like a stray cat, wary and anxious. To him, you were the stranger that was probably going to ask him for something in return. To his surprise once he was all patched up and healthy you left a note on the breakfast tray next to him, saying he could leave anytime he wanted. Despite being in the same apartment for a while you never asked him anything, not for his name, past, or what had happened to him. Only asking about his conditions and if he was okay. Strangely after he left, he found himself constantly coming back to check in on you. He would secretly drop by during the night to see if you were alright. He wasn’t sure why he was doing it but yet here he was. After multiple nights of pretending not to notice the intense gaze you finally left a note on the window, saying he was welcomed to come in at anytime. You guess that was where your strange relationship began. Now there you were, behind your father’s back as he shields you from Akutagawa. The stray cat you had picked up stared at the man and you in confusion. You stepped in, sitting them both down and slowly defused the situation. It’s a mess, but after a very very long while the two seemed to have accept the reality of the situation. “No wonder you’re weird.” Was his chuckle to you after realizing who your father was.

[straycat-writes]

helo can i have some hc’s of dazai finding out his s/o is pregnant when she’s been tryna keep it a secret bc she didn’t know how he would react? pls n ty 💞 btw i love your writing sm i appreciate everything u do for us

[Aaaaa thank you so much 🥰 I know you said hcs but…well, I have nothing to say in my defense.]

We Always Do (Osamu Dazai)

Warning(s): None, really, but idk, this feels a little heavy…

You sat on the edge of the bathtub, elbows propped on your knees and hands holding your head. A shaky exhale escapes your lips as you stare unblinkingly at the pregnancy test lying on your lap. It showed two red lines.

What now? The small voice at the back of your head seemed to ask. You could feel the panic rising up in your throat like bile, as you thought of how Dazai might react. None of the scenarios that played out in your head ended good. You don’t blame him, honestly. You’re both young, and hadn’t even thought of having kids in the near future, if at all. And despite how much you loved him, you had to admit Dazai doesn’t really seem like someone who would be thrilled at the idea of being a father.

“Babe?” You hear him call out from outside the bathroom door, “You’ve been in there for quite a while now. Everything alright?”

“Y-yeah.” You manage to say, “I’ll be out in a minute.”

So, you got up, trying your best to suppress the urge to break down crying, and threw the test in the trash. For the time being, you decided, you would sweep the matter as well as your feelings under the metaphorical rug, and behave as if nothing happened. You washed your face and put on your best smile, before opening the door.

Dazai looked up from where he was lounging on the bed and blinked at you, “Is something wrong, sweetheart?”

“Not at all.” You smiled as you went to sit beside him.

He pulled you onto his lap and lightly kissed your cheek. “Are you sure? You look a little pale.”

You sighed and nuzzled further into him. You suddenly felt very cold and Dazai held such a familiar warmth, it almost made you cry. “…Don’t worry about it.”

Tired. You’re always so tired. You put your head down on your desk and close your eyes, all surrounding sounds from the office fading into blurry radio static. You didn’t know the fatigue would set in so quick.

“…/n)?…(Y/n)!”

You shot up straight in your chair and blinked disorientedly, only to see Yosano looking at you with concern, “Are you okay? You don’t look so well.”

You waved a hand and smiled faintly at her, “I’m fine, don’t worry.”

She gave you a skeptical look, “Maybe you should go home. Should I call Dazai?”

“No, no, I’ll find him myself.” You said as you get up, fighting another bout of lightheadedness.

Earlier that day, a client had come in with her toddler. As Kunikida and the president talked to her, Dazai had busied himself with the child, finding the toddler much more amusing than the case the mother presented. Seeing him in such good spirits, amusing both himself as well as the child, had given you some hope and you had thought maybe, just maybe, you could tell him and it won’t end in disaster. But as soon as the client had left with her kid, Dazai had flopped down on the couch, complaining about how kids are so much work and definitely ‘not his cup of tea’.

At the time, you could only sigh and agree with him, but you could feel your heart shattering in your chest, more than it already had.

You exchanged some words with Dazai when you found him, you don’t remember what, but he gave you worried look before taking you back home, to the apartment you shared. As soon as you set foot inside, you shook off Dazai’s hand from your waist, that had been keeping you steady until now and rushed inside as fast as you could, crashing into the bathroom. You barely made it to the toilet before you threw up, your stomach emptying itself of everything you had consumed since morning.

As you retched, you could feel Dazai rush in behind you. He crouched beside you and held back your hair, rubbing your back gently. After dry-heaving for a few more seconds, you slumped back, drawing up your knees and burying your face in them.

The two of you sat there in silence for a while, one of his arms draped on your shoulders, before you finally regained some semblance of your wits. You shook off his hand once more and got up, making your way to the sink to clean up. Dazai followed you.

“Belladonna…?”

Not trusting your voice, you ignored him as you finished cleaning up, lastly washing your face with water. You didn’t look at him as you turned around, you couldn’t bring yourself to, when you were barely preventing yourself from crying. What would you even say?

He caught you by the wrist, “We need to talk.”

Four words. That was all it took for you to break down then and there. Dazai pulled your crying and shaking form into his arms, and it was a good thing too, because otherwise you might have toppled over. Even as he gently stroked your hair, he didn’t say anything. Once he saw that you had quieted down enough to talk, he held you by the shoulders and looked at you, “Tell me what’s wrong.”

You took in a deep, shaky breath. Oh, well. You couldn’t have kept it from him forever, anyway. “I’m…pregnant.”

He let go of your shoulders as if he had been burned, face immediately going from concerned to blank. In the pin-drop silence that followed, his eyes remained fixed on you, but he didn’t really seem to be seeing you, or anything at all. And the longer he didn’t say anything, the further your heart sank.

“Dazai?” You say softly, cautiously touching his sleeve, “Say something, please.”

Your voice seemed to pull him back to reality and he blinked, before finally looking at you, for real this time. He raised a hand and you almost flinched back, screwing your eyes shut. But nothing happened. Only when you felt the back of his fingers lightly caress your cheek did you gingerly open your eyes.

There was hurt written all over Dazai’s face, and for a moment, you thought maybe this broke his heart more than it ever broke yours. “Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked softly.

“I was…scared.” You say, swallowing hard, “I didn’t know how you would take it, thought you would probably – “

“Leave you?”

Your breath hitched and you nodded. But try as you might, you still couldn’t read what he was feeling.

He sighed and pulled you closer to himself once more, resting his chin on top of your head. This is it, you thought, this is how we end. With a hug and a kiss.

“It’s okay.” He whispered, so softly that you didn’t catch it at first. Or maybe you did, but couldn’t believe it. How could it be okay?

But then he kissed your hair and said it louder, “It’s okay, belladonna. I’m not going anywhere.”

You pulled back from him a little and looked up at him with confused, red-rimmed eyes, “You’re…not?”

“I would never.” He shook his head, and you felt like bursting into tears once more.

You clutched the front of his coat to keep yourself steady, your grip so tight that your knuckles turned white, “Dazai…I – I don’t know what to do. I know you didn’t want a child. And – and – “

“Ssshh, it’s okay, it’s fine.” He said in a hushed, soothing tone, “It’s okay, don’t worry.”

You sighed shakily as you leaned into him once more, trying your hardest to make yourself believe him. Maybe it will be okay. You could feel his heartbeat where your face rested on his chest, steady like it always was., and you felt your resolve forming. It’s okay, we’ll figure it out. We always do.

[prodicalmenace]

okay so i'm a simp for jouno so how about a thing where reader used to be part of the hunting dogs but left and is a member of the ada now and they meet again while the agency is on the run? doesn't matter if hcs or scenario, pls and ty 😗✌🏼

i would do anything for a fellow dazai simp thats how stupid i am akjdf also throwback to when i thought juono was fem and had him on my list of top bsd lesbians

;;

before

your family was subject to the authority of the japanese government for generations. your parents were high agents despite lacking real combative abilities as their parents before them, but when your own ability proved explosively dangerous you seemed to only have one option: hunt or be hunted

you always passed all the tests and seemed to prove your worth without even trying, but your almost unnecessary will and dedication to prove yourself caught fukuchi’s eye

you caught jouno’s eye (metaphorically of course) in the silence of your dedication, your natural will power something that wasn’t stinking of desperation or a need to prove yourself or your existence. you simply existed like an innocent bystander on the street, and it made you easy to sneak up on him in your first meeting

very edward cullen in that he was fascinated in the inability to read you but you still stood out from the rest of the team in your non-existential demeanor. everyone there was so concerned with their abilities in one way or another, for some they were petulant children and others bordering on their true power, but you were well aware of yourself from a young age which was attractively refreshing and made your conversations longer, interesting, fresh at every word even when they seemed to be dry

there was no reason for him to gush his adoration, no reason for him to go out of his way and remind you of feelings on a regular basis. you knew, he knew, and you would work together for the rest of your lives. forever, basically, was ensured, what did he gain when questioning its stability with a silly thing like weighing stench of feelings?

during

he thought you were dead for the longest of time. thats what they said, right? an accident, a mistake, caught in the crossfires of hells occupation despite being an angel that could fly above the rubble. he was trained not to question it but he always did until years passed and he decided he would only see your face in the seconds before waking from a dream

he thinks he’s dreaming when he sees you on the streets, bloodied, arm cradling a dislocated joint after securing an escape for the agency outlaws. his nightmares have gotten in the way of his work, you’ve been dead and there’s no reason for him to see you here and now where he needs to finish a job. your flesh is fake, and he can prove it when he moved forward to attack

you step back, your breath hitches, the scent of a revolting fear replaces all mystery he associated with you and like a rush from open floodgates he finds himself mentally admitting the inevitable: he truly feels for you, and right now its an overwhelming relief that you are alive

he drops his weapon in shock. you seem to be relieved,  and you stand still staring at one another for a few seconds before the static com in your ear rings and your body goes rigid. you have to respond to your team, you have to meet them on the edge of the highway and recon where to go from here, you have to get back to the people you actually wanted to dedicate your life to

he’s not sure if he regrets letting you go because you were a target or because he was in love with you

after

“what took you so long?” kunikida is understandably worried but you only grunt in response like that could explain the doe look in your eye while pushing your arm back in its socket. no one pesters you though, the team has more things to worry about at the moment and you try to remind yourself you do too. you knew working in law enforcement meant that it would be harder to solidify the whole fake-your-death thing, but never in a million years did you think the people you once called your team, your family, would track you down and send the once person that could actually cripple you

you don’t say a word about anything, and you never did about your past. dazai had his suspicions but you never let him even think close enough, your identity was airtight and should never be touched, but theres a crack in the mirror you look in now where it was once smooth, a tear from the lie that tore you from the hunting dogs in the first place

you absolve to… you have no idea. what could you say? you couldn’t explain yourself without sounding stupid, you couldn’t prove your strength without admitting to weakness, there was absolutely no winning with or without the truth and you settled on one fact: jouno was going to take all of you out at a moments notice

its exactly what runs though his head when he comes back empty handed, when he also remains too frazzled to speak with the team in discussing next steps

he’s going to stuff out your scent for real, and he ignores the pang in his chest when the words do leave his mouth

[drangues]

Oh oh oh oh oH IDEA IDEA IDEACAAAKE WHAT IF I,, COMBINED THEM,,, DAZAI TICKLING ATSUSHI AND HE JUST, WITHOUT THINKING, IS LIKE “OSAMU STOOOPPP-“ AND THEN THEY BOTH FREEZE AND THEN. KISSES. Anyways! The fae probably like messing with him, but like. In ways that (they think) are relatively harmless, like replacing his furniture, or rearranging all of his books. But also they’re very protective of him, like an older sibling. (Nyanon, 1/5)

So I feel like, the moment anyone (Dazai) looks at Atsushi with heart eyes in their general vicinity, the admirer (Dazai) will be harassed. Not even with bets or deals, just. Magical fairy harassment. Atsushi just thinks they (he) pissed the fair folk off (again). Moving on, this is basically How Odasaku Decides to Commit Murder: The AU. No he doesn’t care that he’s stuck in a phone, he’ll figure something out. And oh yeah no definitely!!! (Nyanon, 2/5)

Atsushi is Babie and has never committed an (undeserved, looking at you Shibusawa-) murder, so even with research, he can’t know Everything. But Dazai is super smart! Of course he’d know a lot!!! Meanwhile Dazai is hiding the bloody knife he used to test one of Atsushi’s murder mysteries in the closet to clean it later and debating on whether or not he should introduce him to Ango and Oda. AND ITS SO CUTE PIKACHU IS SO FLUFFY AND FUNNY AND YOU SHOULD DEFINITELY WATCH IT!!! (Nyanon, 3/5)

But yeah that could definitely work! Like, maybe it’s Ranpo who turns into a Pikachu, and Atsushi is his best friend? And of course, even if neither of them know that Ranpo is Alive and Right There, Ranpo knows. He Knows. That he must tease this boy about his crush on the reporter with the Umbreon (or maybe Ninetales?). He feels it in his jellies. Also no you’re right the first time!!! Only Atsushi would be able to understand him, but everyone else can see him. (Nyanon, 4/5)

They just hear normal Pokéspeak, is all! Anyways, moving on again to another AU Concept (let me know if this gets tiring): Everyone is a dragon rider! So it’s kinda like the magical reserve, I guess? But no reserves, just everyone having a dragon that they’ve bonded with and stuff. Kinda like HTTYD, I guess? Or maybe Eragon? Does that make sense? Also I’m sorry if this entire thing is Short and Bad I am. So tired. (Nyanon, 5/5)

YES YESSS COMBINE EEEEMMMMMM DO ITTT- uh, i mean sure bro do whatever you want aha aha

ango and oda are probably constantly bringing atsushi up like “so,,,when do we get to meet this ‘kitten’ of yours?” and maybe another coworker (probably kunikida) is like “wait you werent talking about an actual kitten?”

UWUWU I DEFINITELY HAVE A TAB OPEN FOR IT RN SO ILL WATCH IT WHENEVER I HAVE TIME BRO ranpo being detective pikachu fits so well though oEGHJAJKEEKSJSDJS

NOOOOOOOO YOUR AUS ARE NEVER TIRING PLS I LOVE THEM SO FUCKING MUCH DUDE AND FU C K BROOO I L O V E HTTYD ESPECIALLY THE FIRST MOVIE BRO IT DO BE MY FAVOURITE FU C K MAN AAAA ATSUSHI GIVES OFF HICCUP VIBES; SCARED BEBE WHO BEFRIENDS A RARE BREED OF A DRAGON THATS FRIGHTINGLY STRONG BUT SOMEHOW MANAGES TO TAME THEM

please rest and take care of yourself bro thats the most important part never forget that SMH

[bsd-fitzgerald-appreciation]

BSD Karaoke HC

Imagine all the ADA go to CoKa. How would the night go?

OSAMU DAZAI

Would absolutely be into it!

He’d spend most of the time teasing Atsushi and Kunikida, while simultaneously trying to encourage everyone to have a bit of fun.

He’d be the type to manipulate people into singing specific songs that he’d enjoy or would cause embarrassment, really the most entertainment for him.

He would order alcoholic drinks (such as sake) but not much; he is the classy type. He never would get drunk anyway without a lot.

I can see him singing along to some Bon Jovi , pop rock or even some Katy Perry. You may think he can sing brilliantly, and tells everyone he can sing, but is tone deaf. It is both surprising and expected from everyone.

ATSUSHI NAKAJIMI

Hed either be dying of embarrassment or second hand embarrassment for fellow agency members.

He’d be so wrapped up in the weird shenanigans of his co workers, that when it does cycle to his turn, he doesn’t even realise.

He’d lampshade his own singing. “I’m really not a good singer!” And then proceed to sing at a not too bad a tone. He doesn’t have much confidence, but thanks to everyone, he’ll finally get into the song midway through the first chorus.

If the lounge serves tea on rice, bet your ass he will order. He would most likely stick to juice though.

The orphanage never really played music. So he’d get someone else (likely Junichirou) to pick a song for him. That is unless he recognises a song that was plays on the radio. As long as everyone liked the song, he wouldn’t mind.

DOPPO KUNIKIDA

Dying. Inside. He would just be waiting for the night to end, keeping to his own corner to ignore everyone’s shenanigans with budgets or future cases. He’d bring as much work as he could get through.

Though at some points he may tap a foot to some melodies, he’d restrain himself from joining in the fun. Work was too important.

Eventually he would get roped in, most likely due to Yosano’s determination or Fukuzawa’s encouragement to take a break.

He would only ever order water; someone’s gotta stick to budgets. The agency is spending this money out of its own pocket.

He’d likely end up singing whatever was picked out for him. He’s not wasting mental energy on picking out a song, and (wrongly) trusts his fellow members to pick something good for him..

RANPO EDOGAWA

He would definitely be joining Dazai in the persuasion of other member’s song choices.

Would order every single sweet on the menu. There wouldn’t be a moment in the night where he wasn’t eating some kind of a sweet treat.

Uses sweets to bribe everyone into letting him pick their songs. Then he resorts to blackmail.

Even though he’s just as into the karaoke shtick as Dazai, you’d never find him pick out a song for himself. Everyone in the agency respects him too much to persuade him otherwise, so he’s the only one who gets away Scott free.

AKIKO YOSANO

She’s the most chill person of the night. Though she does partake in a little teasing of other members, she doesn’t full out embarrass them (like Dazai).

She spends most of her night with Ranpo, giving him ideas as to what the song requests should be (in a mostly joking tone), that is until he takes it seriously, though she doesn’t really mind - more amusement for her.

She’d be ordering Saki with Dazai. She wouldn’t give a damn about no budget.

When it’s her turn to sing, everyone knows she SLAYS. I can see her going for the Aggretsuko style screamo, or the opposite end of the spectrum with a bit of old pop.

JUNICHIROU TANIZAKI (+ Naomi)

Junichirou and Naomi are sticking together with glue, and more if our dear Imouto can help it.

Not that Junichirou minds. If they sing a duet together, though he isn’t the best singer, the two together sound like an angel. The weird incest stuff is a small price to pay to avoid humiliation... I guess.

Junichirou is a little concerned about his fellow members and experiences quite the second hand embarrassment, but is discreet with these feelings. Naomi isn’t phased by any antics, always focusing on her big bro.

At the same time, Naomi wants other agents to have fun too.

Shield Kenji and Kyoka’s eyes. Think of the children. Pls.

80s pop duets are there jam. Seasons of Love, that kind of thing. Maybe even some Disney classics with a sprinkle of Musicals.

KENJI MIYAZAWA

There’ll be that jerk making fun of the ADA outside on the way to the vending machines. Kenji is the one to teach him a lesson. A lesson of hugs and kindness! (and maybe a punch)

This is a much deserved rest, so he is going to stuff his face at the lounge (but is wary of Kunikida’s stress over the budget, and is considerate boi).

After he eats, he sleep for almost the entire night, except for moments that he’s eating or singing.

He’s a ray of sunshine. Even if he can’t sing, he gives the aura he can, and everyone will be super supportive. It’s impossible to dislike anything he does after all. Late 2000, early 2010 upbeat songs are what he’d sing.

YUKICHI FUKUZAWA

This man is in charge of making sure everyone is relaxed. Especially if there’s been a really hard mission they’ve just come back from.

He will most likely pay for the entire event from his own pocket. He wants everyone to be okay, and to enjoy themselves to the fullest.

After the night is over, he will see everyone off to make sure they leave safely. The agency members are like children to him (some still are children, and others certainly act the part). It’s also to make sure everyone had as much fun as they could.

He’d definitely sing old Japanese folk songs.

KYÔKA IZUMI

She’d stay with Atsushi, though less bewildered with the antics then him or Junichirou. She’s dealt with the Port Mafia after all (Higuchi, Chuya, Kōyō, Kajii, and the whole gang were all preparation).

She’d be honest with everyone about their singing. If they sing badly, then she’ll tell it straight. Dazai may get a little upset, but recovery is quick. The scene plays like a theatrical play then a simple conversation (the theatrics provided purely by Dazai).

She’d be sipping her tea and eating tofu in the corner. Of course.

This girl is perfect. She’s adorably cute, is polite, can assassin like no man’s business, and has the voice of an angel. Fukuzawa and Ranpo are giving her all of the treats (provided Ranpo resists them in the first place, which is unlikely).

She and Yukichi are in the old folk song gang.