#Mai Nakahara

[haveyouseenthisseries-poll]

[majokkoradio]

"Itsumo Futari ga Ii ne" - Katsute Mahou Shoujo to Aku wa Tekitai shiteita. - July 9, 2024

[seiyuusfeet]

[whyamihereat4am]

my favourite thing about chuuya nakahara is that he's just kind of. chill. about everything. he's like, my tragic backstory has no hold on me, i went to therapy and i'm all good now. i'm a bad guy cuz it pays good and my found family happens to be here. what do you mean that's not a good reason, you a cop or something?

someone will betray him and he'll go ok well that's pretty upsetting. they probably had a good reason though. i'll forgive them if they let me get a good punch in. if they're really just a hater they're giving me bad vibes and i don't wanna deal with 'em at all tbh.

things have been done to him that would warrant a lifelong crusade of revenge for anyone else, but for chuuya nakahara it's just, that was super not cool but i'll let it slide if you get therapy with me.

chuuya is down for any crime and thinks moral boundaries are for losers and stuff but he's the nicest guy in the port mafia when it comes to not mistreating his subordinates and probably helps old ladies cross the street. he shows up for a solid 10-20 minutes of screentime per season and makes all the fans fall in love with him while doing the bare minimum, and despite technically being a villain i don't think he's worked against the agency a single time (although to be fair this is often not on purpose). he also does the bare minimum every time he's asked to help in-universe and clearly isn't even trying, and he sweeps anyway because he is ridiculously overpowered and could probably kill literally everyone if he actually wanted to, and i just. no one is doing it like him. you go you unbothered king.

[juriyuki]

SKK au where they still have their abilities but Dazai accidentally kissed Chuuya when they first met, knocking Chuuya out of gravity manipulation...

Since then Dazai has lied that his ability is activated by kissing and not by touching and Chuuya has never doubted cause Dazai always go in for the kiss as soon as he grabs Chuuya to nullify his ability.

And Dazai threatened the rest of the PM to not to expose him and they had to suffer skk making out during battle in their mafia era.

Then Dazai left PM and they met again as ADA member and PM executive on battle field and Dazai on instinct grabbed Chuuya for a kiss to nullify corruption.

The rest of the ADA be like: why is Dazai kissing the enemy executive?

PM members: Not this shit again!

And Atsushi would later ask Chuuya shyly why does Dazai kiss him to pull him out of his ability and Chuuya in ultra confusion be like 'Cause that's how his ability works?'

Only to find out that Dazai has been lying to his face the whole damn time...

[freyadragonlord]

Some people seem surprised that Chuuya managed to fool Fyodor about being a vampire for less than 30 minutes, but you gotta remember that when he and Dazai first met, Chuuya succesfully hid that he was Arahabaki for two or three days, all while Dazai was specifically investigating Arahabaki.

Chuuya has always been an extremely good liar, and he is kryptonite to people like Fyodor or Dazai (or at least Fifteen's Dazai, he learned from that experience) because he looks brash and impulsive and ""simple"", but actually Chuuya has been lying about who he is for most of his life, and nobody knows how to be a mindless monster better than him.

[originalartblog]

Tiny skk adventures!

not like they're also cranky and tired and touch-starved

[qquokkari]

i like bungou stray dogs now and i’m making it everyone else’s problem Part Two (part one)

[oceaneyesinla]

It's soft about Chuuya hours again (jk when is it NOT?)

Imagine him coming home late. Maybe the boss had him running a mission, maybe he was finishing off paperwork. Either way, he's home later than usual.

Late enough that he thinks you'll be fast asleep in the bed you share. You sent him a text a couple of hours ago, then nothing. So he's expecting you all wrapped up in his blankets. He's planning to change into pyjamas and slip into bed with you immediately, desperate to cuddle you close.

Then he steps into the main room, and sees the reading light on the side table is still on. He moves to turn it off, but he stops in his tracks when he sees you. You can't be comfortable - face pressed against the cushions and body twisted into an awkward position, as if you were so tired you fell asleep in the middle of something. The book on the floor is another little clue of what you were doing.

You fell asleep waiting for him. And if that isn't just the sweetest thing he's ever seen. You look so cute, lips slightly open and sleepy little snuffles leaving you every so often as you cuddle your own arm. He can't help but smile as he moves to gently shake you awake. He hates to do it, but you're still in your day clothes, and he knows how pouty you get when you don't get to properly welcome him home.

He's so soft as he brushes your hair out of your face, and he melts when you stir and realise it's him, because the smile you give him could power Yokohama for a week, even if it's a little sleepy and your eyes are still half closed.

He shephards you into the bedroom and makes sure you're wearing something comfy (if he deliberately puts you in his clothes, no-one will ever know but him)

When you're both nice and dressed for bed, he makes sure you're both under the covers, smiling once again when you immediately tuck yourself into his arms, snuggling into his chest as your breathing evens out. He can't help but press one last kiss to your head before he closes his eyes. He just loves you so much.

[suru-sketches]

it's 2025 ahhhhhhh, I'm so so happy I discovered skk in 2024 TT

(best part was getting to meet you @itsandyhere !! hehe)

[chuuyascumsock]

Thinking about how Chuuya loves you selflessly and Dazai loves you selfishly.

Chuuya loves you in the sense that he’d do anything to make you happy, even if it meant that your happiness was with another person. He’s used to people leaving his life, but he feels better knowing that you were one of the ones who left still alive.

Dazai loves you in the sense that he wants you to be happy, but he wants that happiness to be with him. He wants you for himself and he’s unwilling to let you go no matter how much it hurts the both of you in the end because he can’t find it in himself to see anyone else walk out of his life.

[altaiiriss]

(tw suicidal thoughts)

thinking about dazai and chuuya slowly doing better together.

they're gradually healing, thanks to therapy. they're happier, thanks to their little domestic life. they are each other's comfort person, the family they never had, the crying shoulder they always had to be to protect others, never allowing themselves to break. they learn how to live together, to open up, to trust the other with vulnerability.

everything's going rather smoothly, you know?

until dazai suddenly relapses.

there's no particular reason. your brain just does it, sometimes.

one day you open your eyes and suddenly nothing makes sense anymore.

he does his best to hide it, because chuuya is actually smiling now—he rarely saw him wearing a genuine smile on his face back in the mafia—and he wants to protect the sweet sound of his laughter.

dazai osamu wants to protect nakahara chuuya from the neverending darkness that claws at his soul and melts on his skin until he's one with it.

until you can't tell dazai osamu apart from the parasite that infests his brain and slowly devours the remnants of fond memories.

so he gradually distances himself from chuuya (and everyone else, really).

he stays at the agency after work hours, his body becoming one with the rough edges of the couch while his thoughts echo in the empty room.

he goes to bar lupin, sharing drinks with the ghost of odasaku until he's coming home so late that chuuya has already left for his night shift.

he starts turning down his coworkers' offers to eat lunch at the restaurant together, preferring to sit alone in the darkness of his dorm room and ignore the way his body is begging for food.

until one night he's coming home half drunk—whisky is way more alluring when it tastes like self-destruction—and he finds chuuya standing in the middle of the living room, arms crossed over his chest.

"i'm not leaving for work until you tell me why the fuck you've been avoiding me for weeks." he says, voice rough.

dazai chuckles. thank god there's plenty of alcohol in his system right now. he wouldn't be able to deal with this while completely sober.

except the alcohol makes him say stuff he doesn't mean, and it doesn't protect him from the harshness of chuuya's words. they're scarring dazai's flesh, cutting through that thick black layer that became his second skin and his first home. chuuya's voice reaches the most sensitive parts of dazai where not even the alcohol is allowed to go.

but it's all going according to plan. chuuya is angry—no, he's furious at him, and dazai can tell he's about to be kicked out of his apartment.

until chuuya breaks down.

"i don't know what to do with you," he says, and the desperation in his voice hits dazai all at once. "you're killing me, dazai."

no, no. this—this isn't part of the plan. why is chuuya hurting this much? why is he cradling dazai's cold cheeks with trembling hands? why is he holding on to him instead of letting him go?

"i never meant anything to you, did i?" he mutters, and dazai feels something in his throat snap.

"chuuya," he breathes, and his name tastes like a curse on his tongue, "i want to die. i want to die."

he frames chuuya's freckled face with his bare hands, holding him so tightly that the redhead's bones might shatter at any time.

because that's dazai osamu—when he finally stumbles upon something he likes, he holds on to it tightly with bruising force because violence is the only form of love he's ever known, until he swallows the object of his desire whole, until it becomes black, until he turns to nothing, just like him.

"i can't die knowing that'll hurt you. i need you to want me dead."

which is ironic, isn't it? they've been bragging about hating and killing each other since they were fifteen, and yet now that they can feel the weight of their words on their hands, it feels inexplicably wrong.

they can't dance around the truth anymore.

"i'm already hurting," chuuya whispers, and he makes sure that the resentment in his words is heard loud and clear, "you're hurting me so much."

dazai's breath gets stuck in his throat. "what can i do to make it stop?" he asks, and he hasn't heard that hopeless tone coming from himself since he held odasaku's dying body close to his chest. "i really want to go, chuuya."

"stay," chuuya pleads, hands shaking as he grips dazai's shirt as if that could prevent him from disappearing, "stop hiding—stay with me."

"to stay is to be hurt," he tries to offer a defeated smile, "i think one of us is destined to hurt."

and i wish it weren't me, dazai thinks.

and i wish it didn't always have to be me, chuuya thinks.

"stay," chuuya says again, as if the world alone could make dazai truly stay, "stay. fucking stay."

"i ca—"

"stay."

ah, it's been a long time since chuuya felt the animalistic urge to claim someone as his.

"i'm not letting go until you change your mind. stay." he says.

"you can't change my mind on this, chuuya."

"stay," he pleads, "stay, stay, stay! don't—" his voice breaks, and dazai knows they've hit the point of no return, "don't leave me."

there's something interesting about the way chuuya remarks the word 'me' rather than 'leave', dazai thinks.

"don't you dare leave me." chuuya says through gritted teeth. he cannot pinpoint the exact moment desperation turned into anger.

"i have to go," dazai mutters firmly, removing chuuya's hand from his crumpled shirt, "let me go, chuuya."

"i—"

the words die in his throat, stabbing his insides like a thousand tiny needles.

his eyes fall to the floor, and in the blink of an eye he's surrounded by darkness.

"you make me want to die." the redhead mumbles, and suddenly his skin is coated in black, and dazai isn't in his grip anymore.

he's been swallowed, hasn't he? at least that implies he's not alone.

how relieving.

[daydreamers-corner]

╰┈➤ miscellaneous flags headcanons ✧.*

-ˋˏ LIPPMANN ˎˊ-

this guy is multilingual and can speak all of the romance languages.

his singing voice is just chef’s kiss~

hopeless romantic and makes sure everyone knows it.

surprisingly good at fighting, but no one expects it (some even think he’s a pacifist) because he’s known to be the negotiator and would rather solve things with words/deals.

watching him fight is almost like watching a dance. he’s very elegant even when killing people and takes very good care not to get blood on his clothes.

manipulative as fuck. he will sell you out if it means he gets what he wants.

-ˋˏ CHUUYA ˎˊ-

he gets doted on/teased because he’s the baby of the group but, ironically, he’s also the most “mother hen” of all of them.

his ability has made him really good at multitasking.

-ˋˏ ALBATROSS ˎˊ-

he has really good instincts and a sixth sense for danger.

amazing sense of direction. this guy never gets lost — it’s like having a human GPS. he’s also good at pathing, figuring out the best routes, and reading/understanding maps and transportation networks.

he has green eyes and is really good-looking underneath the glasses.

his real name was something super ordinary and he hated it, so he picked out the name “albatross” because he thought it sounded cool.

-ˋˏ ICEMAN ˎˊ-

has better fighting technique than chuuya, though he’s not as physically strong or as fast as the redhead. they enjoy sparring each other (after which, an exasperated doc has to fix them up).

keeps little trinkets, candy, and snacks in his deep pockets in case of emergency (read: the other flags having a temper tantrum or being in a bad/irritable mood).

the tallest and broadest (in build) of the group. he would also be the strongest if it weren’t for chuuya (who is freakishly strong).

-ˋˏ DOC ˎˊ-

his sickness leaves him in pain a lot of the time. he wouldn’t have the mobility that he does if it weren’t for his iv drip. because of this, the others are really protective of him.

he hates it when the others take care of him not because he’s ungrateful, but because a) he’s a doctor, he’s the one that should be taking care of them, and b) he’s the second oldest in the group, he shouldn’t be getting babied!

really fucking smart in the conventional, traditional way. he knows his craft well — call him a miracle worker and you wouldn’t be wrong.

-ˋˏ PIANO MAN ˎˊ-

the definition of a perfectionist. he’s good at making supernotes because he’s really good at observing and noticing even the smallest details.

(related to the above) he can be really bratty. he hates it when something doesn’t go his way or exactly as he planned.

a sadistic psycho. knows a lot of torture methods and likes learning new ones. he uses torture as a way to get information, but he also just really enjoys tormenting people. there isn’t a single person who he hasn’t made squeal.

good at playing pretty much any instrument. his music calms the others.

really fucking smart in the scheme-y way.

comes from an affluent family.

[lotus-pear]

intertwined fate

[xbuster]

[sskk-manifesto]

HE WENT TO COMPLAIN TO AKUTAGAWA SPECIFICALLY OMG THAT'S SO CUTE