#atsushis taste is broke taste

[emil1863]

he aint paid enough for this.

[inamagicalhallucination]

headcanon atsushi’s ability the tiger does not know what to do when it likes someone

like in general atsushi is bad with knowing what to do with the ppl he likes and showing affection -- like he tries to mimic others but he himself is still working on something that feels natural if that makes sense

but the tiger

the tiger is far worse becuz the only positive thing it can associate with positive emotions is food so every time it gets closer to the full moon the tiger starts whispering in the back of his mind that he should eat dazai and kunikida

then kyouka and junichiro

and ranpo and yosano and fukuzawa and kenji and naomi and haruno

at first atsushi panics (naturally) worries he’s a cannibal, thinks the tiger hates the agency, panics more, especially after dead apple when he and the tiger gained an understanding of each other and he realized that the tiger was protecting him so he’s like why r u trying to kill the agency members

but gradually he realizes that actually the tiger just doesn’t know how to deal with positive emotions and yeah

anyway:

atsushi: dazai-san is so nice to me :)

the tiger: yeah :)

the tiger: we should eat him

atsushi: NO????

//

kunikida, patting atsushi’s head: good job on ur report atsushi

the tiger: use his arm against him and eat him

kunikida: atsushi u look weird are u feeling unwell

atsushi: hahaha dont worry about no weird thoughts here hahahaha

//

atsushi, literally just working:

the tiger: the small candy one eats a lot of sugar. he would taste sweet. Eat him.

atsushi: NO??????????????

ranpo, looking up: i’ve actually always wondered what i would taste like-

//

and so on

is this incredibly dumb? yes but is it also funny, yes

atsushi realizes he likes akutagawa because at some point when he spots him the tiger immediately starts wondering what he’d taste like

atsushi, sees akutagawa: oh there’s that basta-

the tiger: i bet he’d taste really nice

atsushi:

atsushi: oh 

atsushi: oh no

//

akutagawa: how did you figure out you liked me?

atsushi: i couldn’t stop thinking about what you’d taste like

akutagawa, blushing: oh-

atsushi: yeah it was insane how much the tiger wanted to kill and eat u

akutagawa, slightly confused and horrified: oh-

//

eventually as atsushi learns to deal with his feelings so does the tiger but unfortunately it’s still an animal so its more like

atsushi: dazai’s so nice :)

the tiger: yeah :)

the tiger: lets hunt a deer for him 

atsushi: no??????????????

//

kunikida, petting atsushi’s hair: good job on the job atsushi

atsushi, not thinking about what he’s saying: kunikida i like u so much should i kill a bear for u?

kunikida, slightly confused, slightly flattered: uhh no???????

//

atsushi, at the store: lemme just get something for kyouka-

the tiger: we shall hunt until we find something suitabl-

atsushi: no.

//

atsushi: im sorry i transformed last night, snuck out of ur place, hunted down a goose, broke back in, left it in the living room table, and then climbed on top of u, still a tiger, and then fell asleep and only transformed back now, after u had to use rashomon to get tiger me off u 

akutagawa, dead tired: yeah i don’t know what the appropriate response is but ur cleaning the bloo-

akutagawa: wait wtf do u mean theres a dead goose in the living room

atsushi: do u not like goose :(

akutagawa: that is NOT the issue here

//

yeah

[annievrse]

chapstick & cherry blossoms

dazai x reader —ᡣ𐭩 blurb c/w: mention of suicide (it's dazai what do u expect) a/n: inspired by that one wan! ep where atsushi and dazai's convo literally broke my heart into a million pieces and i was left writhing in pain on the floor :)

“Hey, what flavour is your chapstick?” You ask Dazai, who lays his head in your lap. The breeze is passing through the cherry blossom tree above you, and the rustling of the flowers is a welcome distraction from the stress of a day at the agency.

“Why? So you can tell me it's the one you poisoned?”

“No,” You giggle, covering his eyes with your hand and looking up at the flowers. “I just liked the taste when you kissed me.”

Turning your attention back to him, Dazai's cheeks flush pink, which rarely happens, making your chest hurt. He pulls your palm off his face and brings your knuckles to his lips.

"If you did poison it, I think it would be a perfect way to go," Dazai mumbles into your skin. "Your lips on mine and a hundred cherry blossoms raining down on us."

You almost roll your eyes at his cheesy line, but the ache in your sternum grows after you process his words. "I'd prefer you didn't go at all."

Your soft confession makes Dazai's heart skip a beat, and for a moment, he forgets how to breathe. He's speechless for the first time in a while, and he can barely believe you've just expressed such vulnerability. He only wishes he could, too.

Instead of replying, Dazai shakes his head softly, turning his head away to peer at the park before you. His lack of eye contact doesn't irk you; you know he finds it hard to face intimacy, especially when you're not afraid to voice your thoughts.

"You have to stop doing that."

You barely hear him. "Doing what?"

The park falls silent, and it's like the universe is waiting for his answer alongside you.

"Making me feel human," Dazai sits up, his hair falling over his eyes. The silence rings in your ears as you stare at him.

"Osamu, look at me," You reach for his hand that lays limply by his side.

The man, whose personality is sometimes comparable to that of a child, shakes his head and tucks his hands into his coat pockets. The action draws a laugh from you and a smile from him. "Don't wanna."

Your head falls to the side, contemplating him. "Please?"

Dazai rolls his eyes dramatically and turns his head toward you, lips pouting.

You pinch his cheek between your thumb and forefinger, causing his face to warm. "I'm serious, 'Samu. You're so special to me, I really don't know what I'd do without you."

"Pish," Dazai mutters with an upturn of his lips, though you can see unguarded pain and bashfulness in his gaze. Ignoring your previous statement, Dazai lays back down, his head returning to your lap. Closing his eyes, you notice he's still tense.

You push the brown locks off his forehead and lean down to kiss the crease between his eyebrows. With your hand resting on the side of his face, your thumb brushes his cheekbone, admiring the flutter of his eyelashes against his skin.

"I live to make you feel human," You whisper, feeling warm, wet streaks run over the back of your hand.

And then the sounds of the world come rushing back. The cherry blossom tree has stopped swaying, yet the pink petals still delicately fall to meet you on the floor.

[bring-forth-your-justice]

Can i request an ADA x teen!reader ( platonic ofc ) where reader lives in a very toxic house w an abusive father but all the ADA member start to worrying abt them and think something is wrong bc they always come back with injuries and they finally decide to do something after that reader just broke down and they comfort them

:( i need some comfort so yea if its ok ofc u can skip it have a nice day ��♡♡

Sorry this took some time anon, thank you for requesting, I wouldn't dare skip it. I hope you’re doing alright, you're never alone know that. If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for ya.

TW// mentions of abuse, blood, child neglect

Word count: 2k

Just angst and sad weather. Hope its good for my first BSD fic.

A soft breeze filled with springs essence flowed gently into the quaint office placed atop the red bricked building. It wasn’t much to look at, not really, other than its red exterior taking the eyes attention for a split second, there wasn’t much else to it.

Unless one was aware of its top floored residence. Quite the loud bunch many would complain. Always someone shouting and screaming about tardiness, unsettling comments about severing limbs, and often other occupants would notice a trail of emptied snack bags leading to the office. Simply a place to stay away from.

Now that was what you called home. 

The hums of the crowded streets played out in a symphony in front of you, just another side walk to cross and you were home. Home .. If the word stayed on your tongue for too long it might lose it meaning, or worse, become sour in taste. 

That top floor, was home. It had only been maybe 8 months since you began working there as an assistant. The Armed Detective Agency, the name really says all there was to it. The work wasnt too difficult, after all, you were a hardworker and you’ve been working your whole life one way or another. The president had made some adjustiments to your workload considering you were still a high school student. Of course you adamantly expressed your capabilities, but underneath it all, you were relieved. 

The breeze grazed your face and ruffled your hair, adding more knots into it after you had done so much to ensure it looked perfect, like nothing had happened. You sighed with a hint of ire plaguing not just your voice but your eyes. Perhaps holding your tongue could have granted you another hour or two of sleep. Alas, thinking of such what if’s was something you slowly learned to block out. It was pointless to fantisize of what could be anyhow.

You continued to fix your hair as you walked up the stairs, soon reaching the gates to your heaven with the oh so familiar sign positioned at the door. You hesitated briefly even as the sign urged you to come in just as the Earth welcomed rain. Thoughts began to overwhelm you. Mornings were never easy. You weren’t a sunflower waiting to greet the sun as the sun showers you with blessings and you return its gift with a smile. It was always terrifying. He was terrifying.

No matter what you did, no matter how hard you tried, you would never be enough to satisfy his will. At times, that thought alone shot bolts of desperation throughout your body, like an injured animal finding some way to stop the bleeding. What were you so desperate for? Home. It’s right in front of you, so why can’t you accept it now?

‘I didn’t get enough time to cover some of the bruises, what if they-’

“Ah you made it L/N-chan!” 

You shot up slightly at the new sound that entered your bubble. Your gaze turned towards the young boy’s voice, noticing his ragged hair. ‘Always quite slanted, not a single strand the same,’ you mused. “Atsushi you startled me aha..” Although the chuckle may have been a bit strained, you were happy to know your voice wasn’t void of that hint of delight to see him. 

“A-ah! Sorry! I guess I’ve been sneaking up on a lot of people lately. The other day it was Lucy, I made her drop her dish in the cafe- I really did apologize but she was very close to throwing me from a bridge aha-” Atsushi had a tendency of causing trouble from simple, and often innocent, actions. It was always amusing to hear about from him, they’ve never failed to crack you out of your reclusive state. 

Atsushi’s eyes wandered briefly to a mismatched coloured blotch on your arm, one you tried to conceal under your sleeves. When you took notice of his gaze, you quickly shifted that arm out of view; watching his shy and gentle eyes become disturbed with remorse. That unconcealable wrapping on your leg wasn’t any better to look at you figured, and you were sorry he had to see it. It was only for a moment though. He seemed more at ease once you smiled back at him. 

“If she did push you, I’d call Kyoka-chan.” You continued back at where the conversation left off at. At that Atsushi shaked his hands, trying to prevent the fictional scenario. “N-No! Kyoka might end up doing more than dragging me out of the water-” You both laughed at the scenario at the underlying understanding of Kyoka’s protectivness of Atsushi’s well being.

As you both walked into the office together, a scent of candies and coffee lingered in the air and the bustling office welcomed your arrival. Your eyes lingered on Atsushi as he made his way over to his desk to get started on what you could only assume to be another stack of Dazai’s unfinished paperwork. ‘I should go and get him some coffee, he might need it to finish all that.’ Looking at that stack was alone to make you wince and move towards your own desk. 

You usually make your rounds to greet everyone, but today was a difficult day and you were more tired than usual. So you figured finishing your work early would be the best way to go about things. As you began, the usual shenanigans continued to buzz around the agency. Naomi chasing Tanizaki begging him to bother himself with her rather than his work, the murmurs of the president and his secretary disgusing financial documents in his office, Ranpo-san’s loud crunches as he muched on what could’ve been his 15th chip bag of the day, and to top it off, Kunikida’s excessive yelling. You may be a hardworker but in this case, you couldn’t hold a handle to Kunikida’s work ethic. He kept everyone on task, or so he tried. 

While he was on his daily rant about Dazai’s tardiness to anyone who would listen, you felt a dreadful turmoil brewing in your head.

That buzzing in your head was a little more than unsettling. And just as your hand went to go reach your head, there it was again, that word. 

“Home.”

Why was it coming to the forefront of your mind? Why couldn’t that thought be subdued? Why were you so unlucky that the only word that haunted you was the one you cherished just as much?

He. Your father. Just a shadow of what he could’ve- no, should’ve been. A shadow who gained sentience and refuses to let you breathe. 

Your ‘home’ was hell personified. Every move you took would inevitably burn your feet. So you took no steps at all. Yet even then the fire raged on and clung to you. 

And right now, that fire was engulfing your head. 

You could faintly see Dr.Yosano in the distance, making her way to you. You couldn’t quite make out her expression when you dropped to floor and the fire took your eyesight.

~~~~~~~~~

Sometimes sleep was the only solace you could get, so you tried to cherish it whenever you could. This time, there was something different about the black void of unconsciousness. A dull pain.

It lingered and poked you in the void. Slowly voices became more clear, and feeling returned to your hands. Still, those wonderful eyes of yours refused to leave the dark. 

A part of you couldn’t deny that you liked it that way, but that poking sensation wouldn’t let you dream. 

You never had time for it.

So your eyes opened, breaking through the fire, and into the blinding lights of the ceiling panels. 

~~~~~~~~

“You’re awake-!” There a pair of wide yellowish-purple eyes looked back at you, secured with a load of concern.

It was Atsushi, worried about you as always. You wished he’d worry about himself more. 

It didn’t quite hit you that you were on Dr. Yosano’s lap or the fact there were tears in your eyes, slowly streaming down your eyes. Not until Kyouka, who sat next to Atsushi wiped them gently. 

What happened to you? 

Your body must’ve been more aware than your mind as it expressed it’s emotions more freely than how your mouth could vocalize them. Slowly you sat up and noticed exactly what had caused you to lose consciousness.

“What happened… y/n?”

Blood loss.

Dr. Yosano looked at the open wounds on your legs, carefully unwrapping the loosely tied bandages around them. She was inspecting the wound just as she was inspecting your face. 

They all were looking at you. Kunikida with a glass of water held firmly in his hand. Kyouka who stayed quietly by Atsushi, looking at your wounds. Yosano who looked slightly unnerved at the blood yet continued to press on; cleaning the wound. Atsushi who looked at you as though he knew and didn’t at the same time. But he wanted to know, oh how he wanted you to tell him. 

And suddenly, it was hard. 

You were young. You couldn’t hold it back anymore.

The tears poured out and so did the words you held in for so long. You tried to hold it all in, but everyone has their limits. Atsushi held you closely as you cried into his arms. Kyouka followed and joined the hug. 

She understood. 

You may be older than her but she knew your pain just as well. 

Yosano worked on your legs with utmost care and gentleness. She knew better than to ask to heal using her unorthodox methods. She’d rather not do that, even if it took away all the physical pain, it wouldn’t do anything for your mental anguish. So she helped in the ways she could. 

Kunikida offered you that glass of water as you talked and cried. He stepped back for a moment, eyes still intently on you as you spoke with your shaky voice and teary eyes. Until he caught the sight of someone hidden in the corner of the agency.

Dazai.

His expression was unreadable as always yet there was a sense of conflict stiring in those lax eyes of his that Kunikida rarely saw. Just as Kunikida noticed him standing there in obscurity, he left through the agency’s doors. Kunikida knew to follow him in case Dazai had finally built a sense of justice and planned to do something rash.

~~~~~~~~

When the tears stopped, you sat there with your ragged yet quiet, breathing. Atsushi never once left your side. Kyouka still sat by you, unmoving. Kenji had returned a little while ago and brought you over some tissues and began reciting stories of his farm life adventures. 

Ranpo finally appeared again. His whereabouts were always where his interests lied…. Or where the snacks were. Thus, it wouldn’t surprise you if he had been there the whole time, just hidden away. 

With a lollipop still in his mouth, he looked down at you. You couldn’t read his eyes, you barely ever saw them when you think about it. Kenji, continued to talk while your attention shifted to Ranpo. He brought his arm forward, in his hand, a single lollipop. He motioned you to take it. 

When it was in your hands, he was already gone back to whatever he was doing, yet you stared at it as though it were gold. 

Home…. A place that’s warm.. A place you feel loved..

You were home. You were safe.

And so you smiled, it would be okay.

~~~~~~~~

Weeks had passed since then, your father was arrested on accounts of child abuse and neglect and you were free from his torment. That moment when Kunikida had left that day, he must’ve gone to seek out your father you supposed. Regardless, you were thankful to not just him, but the entire agency. 

You were free, and you would be okay.

That ‘home’ meant nothing to you, so with Fukuzawa-san’s permission, you were allowed to move into the agency dorms. Again, nothing you could do would expression your gratefulness towards him.

Although old habits and traumas never die, you were healing. You had people who loved you and cared for you. People who would laugh with you as Kunikida and Dazai fought. People who would eat with you when you couldn’t sleep. And people who watched over you, even if silently.

You weren't alone, and most importantly, you were happy.

[jasminestoleyoman]

head cannons for everyone and anything 😝

JESS MARIANO (MODERN AU) : spent his birthday money on a Bluetooth headphones because his old wired ones only worked when you twisted the wire a certain way and he wasn’t messing with that.

DAIKI AOMINE : got his ears pierced after he slept with a girl who said that guys with piercings were super hot but aomine would never admit that getting his ears pierced hurt like a mother fucker.

KOSHI SUGAWARA : when teacher suga is talking to his class about why it’s important to keep trying no matter how hard it gets he always uses tanaka and kiyoko as an example. “one of my friends kept getting turned down by the woman of his dreams and now they’re married! do you know why boys and girls? because he never gave up and he always tried his best to impress her and be the best version of him he could be!”

JASON TODD : loves when his friends cancel plans. like he’s ready to go and his friend calls saying that they can’t make it and he’s all “really? what a shame..guess we’ll have to reschedule!” as he’s putting his pajamas back on and putting on a face mask and like lighting his little scented candles.

ARAN OJIRO + MIYA TWINS : before aran’s first day as a second year he found out the weird twins from volleyball camp were also going to his school as first years and had a mental breakdown like he was crying so bad “mom please! they’re so weird!” but when the twins found out aran went to their school too they were so excited because he was the only upperclassmen they liked and knew at the time.

TETSURO KUROO + KENMA KOZUME : after the first tokyo training camp with like fukurodani and the other schools kuroo was soo pissed off with kenma because outside of club time kenma would never ever talk about volleyball or other players but after the training camp all he could talk about was “oh-shoyo just text they beat seijoh and they’re going on to play shiratorizawa..” or “shoyo just sent over karasunos training regimen..” or like “shoyo hasn’t text me in a week I wonder if he’s okay?” LIKE KUROO WAS SO PISSED! He was all “so how’s your new best friend shoyo?” and he’d be so snarky and petty about it too 😭😭

BRUCE WAYNE + BAT FAM : bruce has a different playlist for each of his kids. like there’s one for everyone even alfred. but he would never let anyone know that he secretly likes a few of the songs and makes his own playlist. like his music taste is a combination of all of kids music tastes. i just know that he lowkey vibes with chapell roan.

ATSUSHI MURASAKIBARA : his mother fucker is so fucking picky when it comes to like proper meals. when he’s snacking on random stuff he doesn’t care at all he’ll eat whatever. but when it’s a sit down proper meal? he’s a whiny picky bitch. “ew his broccolis gross and limp..can’t I have a bag of chips instead?”

KEN SATO : he’s such like a baseball nerd. he collects those little card things with baseball players on and when he meets them he asks them to sign it and he gets like so excited when there’s one he doesn’t have. “mina could you please put this one with the signed cards-and make sure you put it in the protective plastic okay?” “yes ken i’ll be very careful”

RIN MATSUOKA : rin could care less about sweets and candies so he never understood why gou or his friends would beg him to get bring them back some sweets from australia. until he had a tim tam milkshake.he was hooked. every day after school rin would go swim and go straight to his nearest cafe or diner and grab a tim tam milkshake (a/n as someone who has enjoyed many a tim tam milkshake this is so real)

TADASHI YAMAGUCHI + TSUKISHIMA KEI : yamaguchi’s VA once said that the only reason yamaguchi ‘s favorite food is soft fries is because tsukki eats all the crispy fries and gives his left overs o yamaguchi 😭😭

LOGAN HUNTZBERGER : got drunk and almost got a Jacobs ladder piercing but then got told what it was and broke down crying because he said he didn’t want to “damage the goods”

the end lol

MORE TO COME BUT I COULDNT THINK OF ANY MORE I NEED SUGGESTIONS PLEASE

[nijigasakilove]

Man no way this episode was 24 mins it feel like we just got the flashback and a little Dazai banter and then it was the ED lmao

Speaking of the flashback, when you see the Fukichi and Yukichi backstory it kind of makes sense why Fukichi fell out with him. Yukichi says that he hates being apart of groups and giving orders and then goes on to found the detective agency as its leader. Taking on quests and acting like a hero, while he told his friend who came to ask for his help to not go to war alone that he didn’t want to be apart of an organisation.

Incredible imagery during that scene btw. The Sakura petal splitting in half, the cranes, them on opposite sides of the tree trunk. Really cool.

As we saw from Mori and Akiko flashback last season, that battle was absolutely horrific and broke everyone involved. No one came home the same. Somewhat understandable that Fukichi would come back with a totally different worldview.

That said, based on Atsushi’s reaction I wonder what his endgame is. It looks like it’s not going to be something that unreasonable if it’s got Atsushi questioning if he should even stop him.

Reverse uno card is crazy. I knew Fyodor wasn’t gonna go down that easily, but damn taking out the time manipulating ability user was brutal. Dazai should’ve had some more protections in place for her or something lol. And then giving Dazai a taste of his own medicine with flooding this time on an elevator. I wonder how he and Sigma will get out of this.

I see we going with the DBZ style of 5 minutes=5 episodes lol. Looking forward to next week

[frankenjoly]

Hibiscus and ginger

for @aktgwsibsweek day 2: vampire au coffee talk au (aka cafe frequented by supernatural beings) bcs i crave sweet stuff ft: sskk and atsulucy crumbs

The cafe was still pretty quiet when Gin arrived.

A few people were already sitting here and there, Lucy hummed while brewing coffee, and so far all the seats right in front of the counter were empty. That was where they chose to settle, leaving his bag in the chair right beside her to keep the spot claimed; her brother would be there sooner rather than later, after all.

[A-Gin]: saving a seat for you [Akutagawa R.]: Thank you, Gin.

None of them replied further, but there was no need either. Ryûnosuke hardly ever arrived late, not without a heads-up.

“A couple of tea cups for both of you, I assume?” Lucy greeted her after a few minutes, with her usual smile. “Though I guess you’re gonna wait for him to arrive to actually order.” Gin nodded. She had yet to choose what to drink specifically, and Ryû would do so upon arriving. 

Besides, that wasn’t going to take much time either, since just a few minutes later the door opened and a black bat with white strands of fur flew till the spot Gin had been saving, turning back into Ryûnosuke’s human form once the bag was taken out of the way.

“Greetings.”

Gin offered him a soft smile, at the same time Lucy nodded politely. And shortly after, something that sounded like a tray falling to the floor broke the tranquility.

They could do it with an impressive display of stealth and inconspicuousness, but the younger of the Akutagawas didn’t bother to do so; instead, he shamelessly turned their head to the source, which turned out to be no one other than Nakajima Atsushi all wide-eyed and red-faced. Huh. His dumb cutie heart might not have been enough to handle the sight of Ryûnosuke and Lucy in his range of vision at the same time, an occurrence any regular at the cafe was anything but a stranger to.

“Oh, shit. I’m so sorry.” Gin heard him say, when he apparently broke out of that basically frozen mode. She then glanced at their brother, who instantly rolled his eyes while Gin himself snickered in return. Not only did they find the whole thing funny, but deep down she also knew Ryûnosuke wasn’t as bothered by Atsushi’s antics as he let it show.

“One would think those cat reflexes of yours should come in handy.” Lucy instantly commented, with a tone that sounded as flirty as it sounded chastising, and Gin would bet everyone could notice said flirty part except for Atsushi himself.

Anyway, it only took a few minutes to solve the crisis, and then Lucy was once again with them while a very red-faced Atsushi retreated.

“Have anything picked already? ‘Cause I’ve tried a new recipe with hibiscus and ginger you may like.”

“What, ‘cause it’s red and all?” Gin asked back, in what was clearly posing as nothing but a harmless challenge to try them both and their respective tastes. With some other barista, the whole ‘red drink for vampires’ would sound like an overused joke. But when it came to Lucy, one always knew better than to wait for giving it a try before playing critic.

“Maybe.” Lucy leaned on the counter, her eyes moving from one sibling to another in a rhythmic motion. “But mostly ‘cause it’s damn good.”

Ryûnosuke and Gin shared a glance; there was no need for more than that. And at that time, it was her brother who spoke.

“Alright, do your best, Montgomery-san.”

(Also on ao3.)

[sskk-ao3feed]

The bitter taste of coffee

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/jd7gecp by Mitsxba *In a coffee shop* Atsushi: Good morning! What can I get for you toda- Akutagawa: What Atsushi: What ______________________ Or: Atsushi is broke, so he gets a part-time job in a café. Little did he know this coffee shop was Akutagawa's favorite. Words: 1687, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) Relationships: Akutagawa Ryuunosuke/Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Minor or Background Relationship(s), Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) Additional Tags: Armed Detective Agency (Bungou Stray Dogs), Port Mafia (Bungou Stray Dogs), Fluff, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke is Bad at Feelings (Bungou Stray Dogs), Crack Treated Seriously, Idiots in Love, No beta we die like Oda, Coffee Shops, anxious atsushi, But just a little, Dazai doing Dazai things, Nakajima Atsushi is Bad at Feelings (Bungou Stray Dogs), I just want them to be happy fr read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/jd7gecp

[tulipe-rose]

Ratatouille but it's Dazai being Mōri/Odasaku/Fukuzawa's secret love child, the most popular chef in Japan, and he ends up working at his restaurant's main branch due to his mom's will that he doesn't even understand the motive behind. He's broke, so he might as well. He can't cook for shit, so he starts off as the guy that does skuttle work, and cleans the kitchen. The accident with the soup still happens, and tiny rat Atsushi assists. Dazai gets a promotion, and all the things proceed as canon. Dazai is more 'I'm so done rn, why tf does my life have to be so hard?? I just wanted a job that pays idc about all this shit.' he genuinely doesn't care about the fame, but he's still doing this for Atsushi. Sue him, he wants to make the rat happy, because it's more genuine than anyone he's met in his entire life. He lies, and keeps the front of 'I'm Mōri/Odasaku/Fukuzawa's prodigy son, I can definitely cook wdym??'. He's not 'clumsy' like Linguini, just unlucky; the world's out to get him. Hirotsu (idk man) could be the food critic. Better yet? Kunikida. He's not old, and with a humpback; he's the formidable, strict food critic, that's very picky, and high standarded. He'd have that soft smile on his face you see in his Mayoi cards after tasting the Ratatouille made by Atsushi.

The tiny villain chef could be Fyodor, but here he's much smarter with his tricks, but still gets caught somehow, because yk? Plot purposes. The irony of him hunting down rats in his kitchen is too hilarious to miss.

Atsushi rat trauma, he's abused by the rat headmaster for being too different, and is constantly reminded that humans are villainous. He spends time with his sister Kyōka, and she honestly isn't much of a foodie, but she supports Atsushi either way. Sibling moral support all the way.

Having Odasaku/Fukuzawa as Gusteau would make Atsushi looking up to him make sense, and it would be well placed, but I can't help but imagine the story taking a turn where Mōri (Gusteau) is revealed to be a 'not so good man'. (Not necessarily pedophilia, we can get creative here) It would also fit since Dazai has no care for Mōri (Gusteau), and genuinely doesn't give two flying damns about him. It'd affect Atsushi more than Dazai to find out that he was a horrible man.

BSD but....

Atsushi stays the same but something else like, he's a rat, a cat, or something and he has to help Dazai cook.

basically Ratatouille au lmao

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

When you kneel against them but for a different reason

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings: Dazai, Chuuya, Atsushi X Fem!Reader

Genre: Crack, Humor

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: Suggestive content, mentions of giving head but only mentions, implied throat fucking

Word Count: 0.8K

A/n: Saw a Haikyuu version of this and said why not? :) 

↳Osamu Dazai

This bitch

He's so full of himself, always teasing you whenever he gets a chance

It's time for the tables to turn :D

You were looking for a chance to give him a taste of his own medicine, and when you see him standing up to get himself a bottle of soda from the agency's fridge, You follow him trying to act all oblivious and innocent.

So when he takes the soda out and turns around, he's faced with your sweet but perhaps naughty smile, as you slowly kneel in front of him while your eyes are locked with each other.

A grin appears on his face, and he puts the soda back in the fridge without even turning his back to you.

"My my belladonna! I didn't know you were this greedy for my attention. But shouldn't we wait till we're in private?"

He bends a little just to gently rub his thumb on your bottom lip, and that's when you tilt your head to the side, and look at him pretending to be dumbfounded.

"What are you talking about Osamu? I'm just hiding from Kunikida because I accidentally spilled coffee on his paper!"

Yeah, sure; for fucks sake.

Dazai stares at you for a few seconds with a shocked impression, then his smirk becomes slyer. "Oh? Is that so?" "Yeah! Why? What were you thinking?" "Ha!"

Lmao

His hand reaches out for you again, but landing on your hair this time, caressing it softly.

"Well played Bella, well played; now let's go somewhere more private so you can hide from Kunikida properly; perhaps the storage room? I mean, Kunikida will be even more displeased if he catches us like this and we don't want that, do we?"

Congratulations! You have got yourself a Throat fucking session🚶🏻‍♀️

↳Atsushi Nakajima

You played this prank on him at the mall cause you know his not into sex in public and even the idea will make him a blushing mess.

So when you take a look at yourself in the mirror wearing the jeans Atsushi suggested you to try on, you though of this as the perfect opportunity and call out to him.

"Honey? Will you come here for a sec?" "Inside? ok..."

The next thing you hear is A Small rap on the door and him asking if he can come in, and after getting your approval he slowly walks in, shutting the door behind him as he smiles at how much that jean looks good on you.

"So? What do you think?" You spin around just to give him a proper view of your hips that were even more explicit now that you were wearing that tight pants, and it made him wonder what would you do if he'd unintentionally rip those gorgeous pants apart?

Since Atsushi is a pure man, he decided to keep his dirty thoughts for when you too become alone, but the poor guy has no idea that you have other plans for him.

When you notice how worked up he was from that one move you made, you knew it was the perfect time. So you slowly take a steps toward him, and finally kneel againts him while forming your lips into a sly smirk.

Oh boy he's shocked🚶🏻‍♀️

"y-y/n? right now? I- " He looks so flustered while uttering these words that you cant help but to feel bad for him; but as you all know, pranksters don't back down.

But the thing is that he didn't straightforwardly say no🚶🏻‍♀️

"Right now what? I'm just trying to see how stretchable the jeans can be!"

Congratulations you have successfully broke the man :D

He's so embarrassed. Sooooo sooooo much embarrassed.

Literally just avoids your gaze as he mumbles "O-ok, then I'll be outside w-wating for you to finish" and leaves immediately, covering his face from the blush that was starting to spread out on his skin.

Please give him the head he deserves when you get home (^人^)

↳Chuuya Nakahara

He's dangerous I personally don't recommend this🚶🏻‍♀️

But for the sake of our evil minds let's go.

You see this park on tiktok when you see him going straight to the shower after coming home from a really long day at work, you kinda feel bad about doing it but not enough to let you back down 🚶🏻‍♀️

So when he comes out of the shower and goes to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of wine; you slowly approach him; and when he looks at you curiously, you suddenly fall on your knees wearing that dirty, familiar smile.

Oh boy

His lips curls up into a smirk as he take a sip of his wine, and bits his bottom lip.

"You always know what I need, don't you doll? You're so g-" "Found it!"

You excitedly show him the ring he bought you for your birthday and chuckle. "I was so worried Chuu! I thought I lost it! You know how much I love- Why are you looking at me like that?!"

The dude is stunned help.

His face heats up from humiliation as he gives you a death stare and avoids your gaze.

"What?" "Nothing" "Omg Chuuya did you think-" "I said nothing y/n!"

You know what to do if you wanna wipe that pout off his face ;)

Reblogs are appreciated :>

[rshoumon]

Akutagawa x gn! ada! reader

TW: description of blood, violence but nothing explicit

a/n: i LOVE the trope of potential lovers starting on opposite sides yet slowly growing accustomed to one another. i may make this a series?? or just keep it a one-shot lol.

The lingering feeling of bloodlust lay thick in the air, though from where you stood, you were incapable of pointing out its origin.

The scenery around you was obscured by shadows, the view sending chills down your spine, shaking you to your very core. As a new member of the Armed Detective Agency, you should have expected to be thrown into situations such as this, however it was only now, with the impending feeling of doom hovering over you, that you understood how much you overestimated your abilities.

Your first mission was to search an abandoned warehouse for leads that would help lead to the capture of illegal trades between small-scale gangs. The warehouse was supposed to be empty by the time you’d gotten there, however there was something in the air that begged to say otherwise.

You continued your survey of the area, silently noting the broken crates around you. There was undoubtedly some sort of conflict that broke out between the individuals that made the deal. There wasn’t a body to see in sight, but patches of blood decorated the floor in an ungracious work of abstract art.

The stench in the warehouse was enough to urge your insides to churn. You did what you could to hold yourself together and not make a break for it while you still had the chance. You refused to walk out on your first solo mission. It wouldn’t leave a good taste in your mouth no matter the case.

You continued forward, searching for any form of identification of these dealers that you could bring back to the agency. Anything.

It was as you approached the back entrance of the warehouse that you finally realized the true danger you’d walked into.

From around the final crate which so happened to be intact, you caught sight of a face that Kunikida, Atsushi, and the remainder of the Armed Detective Agency warned you against encountering under any circumstances.

Raven black locks that faded into a dreary white framed the pale features of a young man who stared at the pile of bodies that were laid out before him. All of them were dead.

You clamped a hand over your mouth to try and silence the whimper that threatened to make itself known, however the action only seemed to notify the man of your presence.

“Who’s there?” He called out, his voice raspy before being followed by a harsh cough. “If you do not show yourself, I ensure you I’ll find you myself. Whether it be alive or dead … is your choice.”

You couldn’t help the impulsive gulp of air you’d taken, the beating of your heart now painfully obvious in its efforts to leap out of your chest. Deciding that you’d rather not get skewered the moment you were found, you made your way out from your hiding spot with your hands raised over your head.

“I’m not here to fight.“ You whispered, any attempt to keep your voice stern now lost in the wind.

He raised a thin brow at your statement, carefully observing your person to ensure that you came unarmed. You could feel the way his eyes ran over you, like a predator gazing at its prey, the act alone froze you from taking any other steps.

“I was here to investigate the dealings made between the two gangs that were scheduled to meet here.“

A scoff was all that you were met with.

“Well as you can see, you’re too late.” Akutagawa motioned his head towards the pile of dead bodies a few yards away from you. “I’d rid the streets of Yokohama of yet another pack of rats. What reason do I have of not adding you to the list?”

His words were sharp, rolling off the tongue with ease yet not without a sense of malice.

“I — I’m not here to fight, like I said.” You began, barely capable of keeping yourself standing as your legs shook with fear. The sight seemed to only further anger the man before you. “I’m here under the orders of the Agency, nothing more.”

“The Agency? What a joke. Getting rid of you would benefit the Port Mafia from yet another pest from snooping into our business. Are you certain you want those to be your last words?”

A red beam of light formed from behind Akutagawa’s figure, outlining a black beast-like creature that lay behind him. It’s voice was nothing more than a low growl, yet it sounded like nothing that was of this world. A demon.

As you prepared to make a break for it, you caught the sight of a sniper from the corner of your eye from the rooftop, with their gun pointed straight towards Akutagawa.

Despite the fact that the black-clad male tried to kill you moments before … you remembered a conversation between Atsushi and yourself moments after you were warned of the danger Akutagawa posed to the agency.

“I know we told you about Akutagawa earlier … and I won’t retract my statement in the slightest.” Atsushi stood strong concerning his stance on the horrible acts Akutagawa committed in the past, yet there was something in his eye that shone with something … you couldn’t quite put into words.

“However, I’m not going to say he’s some irredeemable guy either. He helped me safe Yokohama from the Guild, albeit unwillingly. I think there’s potential in him. To … become something more.”

You haven’t been able to get his words out of your head since you’d first laid eyes upon the man, however you were able to come to one conclusion and the underlying meaning of Atsushi’s words.

Though you weren’t capable of dealing any damage to him, Atsushi didn’t wish for his rival to meet his end.

That sentiment must have been why you activated your ability when you did, a sense of determination washing over you all at once.

“You Reap What You Sow!” You cried out.

Particles of light formed around the bullet shot towards Akutagawa, stopping it in its tracks completely before being flung back towards the sniper who made the initial shot. You’d reflected the bullet at an angle where it wouldn’t hit them in any vital spot, however it was enough to incapacitate their ability to shoot.

Of course, despite your act being in defense of the mafioso, he seemed none too happy with the display.

“I didn’t need your help.” He hissed.

With the blood rushing through you from the most recent events and your assumed success, you couldn’t find it in yourself to lie over and take his ungrateful behavior. You’d just saved him after all.

“I never needed your permission.” You snapped back haughtily, your gaze returning to meet his in a silent clash of wits.

Both of you continued your silent stare down until Akutagawa clicked his tongue. The sound of a gunshot rang through the air, however unlike before, this bullet was aimed towards you.

In a manner mirroring the events before, Rashoumon had extended out in front of you, stopping the bullet in its tracks before falling aimlessly onto the floor. You were able to catch a glimpse of the sniper positioned back on the rooftop, though his posture seemed much sloppier than before.

“You should have killed him.” Akutagawa stated simply, before carefully making his way towards the sniper’s position, not sparing a single glance in your direction.

“You should leave, before this little grace period finally comes to an end.”

Your first encounter with the mafioso was unprecedented … however at the very least, you could understand Atsushi’s sentiment towards the man, even if only just a little.

a/n: one small note concerning y/n’s ability, “You Reap What You Sow” is purely defensive, reflecting any attack back towards the one who initiated the attack in the first place.

[allisonlol]

Omg I would love a part two of the s/o moving in 😖💞

a/n: hell yea!! u didn't specify what characters so i just chose some at random!!

warnings: none!

(Fyodor, Dazai) When Their S/O Moves in with Them

Fyodor

he has great taste so i know he has the best designed place

only second to chuuya's

lives in an apartment near the outskirts of the city

has that nice ass dark interior too

but i digress

fyodor would let you move in only weeks after you started dating if you wanted to

and who wouldn't

sees this as a way to keep you closer to him, and therefore safer

rushes you to get all your stuff moved in after only a day??

probably calls nikolai over to help carry the furniture bc both of y’all are too WEAK

...which ends up being very eventful

^nikolai drops your favorite lamp down the stairs btw. and yes it broke </3

you guys share a bedroom since he doesn’t have an extra guest room 

fyodor probably has some secret room locked up that you’re NOT allowed to enter

dw it’s just his office lol. he’s trying so hard to be mysterious 😐

it’s always super hot in his apartment because he keeps the thermostat set to like 80 degrees

you’ll be sweating and begging him to turn it down while he still continues to insist that he’s freezing

ok that’s enough slander for today

his apartment always smells good!! like that clean linen febreeze

there’s always some soft classical or symphonic music playing over the surround sound at any given time; it’s actually really soothing

his kitchen is always STOCKED with the best kinds of foreign foods too...fyodor is a man of taste as previously mentioned 🤗

Dazai

move into what, lmao?? a storage unit???

kidding. i’d hope he’s moved out of there by now

but we all know that dazai is practically broke 

so his apartment is pretty small and basic, like a studio apartment

i’m being pretty generous with these but:

dazai is another one who wants you to move in right away, after a few months of dating or so

unlikely that you'd get your own room since the apt is already so small

not that u mind...(or maybe u do, idfk)

dazai is that specific breed of person that NEVER locks their doors so pls start doing that for him 😟

^sometimes atsushi just randomly shows up?? he tells u it’s because before u moved in, HE was the one who made sure dazai didn’t leave any important documents out in the open for ppl to find

his apt is surprisingly clean tho?? probably cuz he can't afford many belongings in the first place

i'm not sorry that this has just turned into repeatedly bashing dazai and his living situation

once you've unpacked your stuff and settled in, you make his place actually look lived in

while you're there, you take it as an opportunity to help him fix his absolutely cursed sleep schedule

literally have to drag him to bed at a normal time

you do most of the shopping too, since the first day you moved in and checked the fridge it was completely EMPTY

dazai could care less about how you furnish or organize the place, so feel free to do whatever you'd like with it

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[fairybonesandstardust]

i saw this and i couldn't resist. i took a break from old man yaoi draft to write this bc it was making me cry and the insperation was too much to resist.

fair warning this is by far not my best writing, these are mainly snippets that i wrote. its crack treated seriously, sexual humor and mild violence/ blood. oh and mori gets bullied

Mr. World Wide

Atsushi hovered over Ranpo nervously. “What happened?” Ranpo winced as he pushed himself into a sitting position gingerly. “The last thing i remember is Fukuchi and the President fighting.” Ranpo studied the empty landing path. “Their both still alive somewhere in the airport, the President took more damage most likely several stab wounds,” Ranpo rattled off. 

-

Fukuchi looked worse for the wear. If Atsushi didn’t know better he would say he had just fought through an army of vampires. Atsushi tensed, shoving Ranpo harshly behind him. 

“Atsushi, stand down,” Ranpo said, his eyes fixed on Fukuchi. “He’s not here to fight.”

“What?”

“The boy is right,” Fukuchi rasped. Ranpo rolled his eyes violently. Fukuzawa appeared behind Fukuchi, he was limping and covered in blood.

-

“Boss,” Chuuya rapped lightly on the door. He was met with silence that was intercut with the faintest sound of a sniffle. Chuuya frowned, he pushed open the door carefully. Elise was as usual sitting by Mori shoveling cake into her mouth but Mori. The Port Mafia boss was crumpled up in his chair sobbing. Kouyou was gently patting him on the back as Hirostu replaced the empty box of tissues with a new one.

"You should cry more often Rintarou you look so ugly," Elise said gleefully. Mori burst into even louder sobs, "Whats wrong with me?" he wailed. Chuuya closed his mouth sharply at the look Kouyou was sending him. "Why does nobody love me?"

"I have no idea," Chuuya said stiffly. "You have so much to offer."

Mori looked up from where head face planted into the table, "Really?" he sniffled. "Yeah," Chuuya nodded emphatically. "You're a doctor, you sucessfully lead the port mafia, hell you even keep the city safe." Chuuya is starting to get pissed off. Who did the President think he was? Mori was a catch...kinda.......if you had interesting taste.

The Port Mafia wouldn't let something like this stand.

-

Tachihara’s and Mori’s sobbing could be heard all throughout the compound.

“Whats going on with black lizard and the boss?” one of the suits asked. Their commander shrugged “No one knows, we just know that it started once they mentioned the damage at the airport.”

-

"Chuuya, Akutagwa and Gin, you know what your jobs are," Kouyou said. "Go forth and make the Mafia proud." They three of them bowed and rushed off. Hirotsu sighed, "Do you think it'll work?"

"Their our only hope."

"Akutagawa worries me despite the little bit of training you were able to give him, I worry he won't be able to carry out his mission," Hirotsu mused.

-

"Eww," Dazai gagged. "What are you doing here?" Chuuya glared at him, "None of your business, I'm not here for you." Dazai's eyes narrowed at that.

"Jinko."

Atsushi jumped screaming. "Crap, you scared me," he gasped. Akutagawa stared at him blankly. "Do you want to eat?" Akutagawa asked haltingly. "I will pay." Atsushi nodded eagerly.

No one noticed Gin slipping out of the window.

-

"It's finished," Tachihara choked back sobs. He handed Kouyou a marriage certificate it almost looked perfect except the names were written messily in crayon. No doubt Elise's touch.

"Elise drew the wedding picture," The lemon bomber who the author totally didn't forget the name of said. "What?" he said defensively. "There was no time to photoshop anything."

Gin patted Tachihara on the back a he broke down crying. "It'll have to do," Kouyou said.

-

“If you have something to say then say it, Mori,” Fukuzawa’s voice was ice cold. Mori let out a humorless laugh. Atsushi felt Yosano flinch at the sound of it. “Of course,” Mori said voice sickly sweet, “I think you’re a fucking slut.” Both sides go deadly silent at that, not even the sound of breathing can be heard. “You didn’t seem to think that when i was-“ Kunikida covered Atsushi’s ears blocking out the rest of what the President had to say. 

Atsushi's fellow ADA members looked as if their entire world view had been uprooted.

Akutagawa had achieved a shade of pale that Atsushi didn’t realize was humanly possible. Kouyou was studiously staring at the sky while Chuuya hung off her looking down right appalled the only ones who seemed unbothered was surprisingly Kunikida and Hirotsu.

-

"You told me to be nice."

"i didn't mean for you to sleep with him," Natsume said through gritted teeth. "I know you're welcome," Fukuzawa said dryly. "If i hadn't he would have been even worse, he would've ended up as a bitter virgin a fucking mafia version of an incel."

Mori gasped, "I would not besides I wasn't even a virgin."

"Not with that dick game," Fukuzawa muttered.

Mori's eye twitched as his fingers tightened around the scalpel in his hand. "What ever do you mean, Fukuzawa-dono?" his smile was stretched a little to widely across his face. "For someone whose ability is called vita sexualis you're awful in bed," Fukuzawa said bluntly.

"Haha, thats not how my ability works." Mori's knuckles were turning white from how hard he was gripping the scalpel. Fukuzawa looked him up and down, "Trust me I know."

"This is a safe space right?" Chuuya asked. He shrugged to himself. "Dazai last time i fucked you. I broke my pelvic bone because your ass is so flat. A brick wall is thicker that your flat ass and your flat fucking chest," Chuuya yelled.

Dazai screeched falling to his knee's.

Fukuzawa looked vaguely proud of Chuuya.

"And your better?" Mori snapped. "I had to ice my fucking dick. I thought it was going to shrivel up and fall off because of you." Fukuzawa shrugged, "Sounds like a skill issue."

-

"You already took the fucking kids. Whats next are you going to take Elise?" Mori screeched waving the totally real wedding certificate around. "God no you can keep that creature."

"How dare you?" Mori hissed. "Have you ever considered that maybe your the problem? Has any ex of yours not gone crazy?"

Fukuzawa narrowed his eyes.

"Your probably the reason Fukuchi became an international terrorist. I swear half of our problems come from the fact that you can't keep your legs closed."

"Hey, you can't blame him for everything,"

Tachihara studied the ground and whistled. "Shibuwasa, Fyodor, Fukuchi, Fitzgerald, Agatha Christie, Arthur Rimbaud," Mori paused in middle of counting. "I can't seem to remember the rest."

"You can add you parent's too the list," Fukuzawa said easily. "How could you?"' Mori looked unsurprised but pissed. He flung the wedding album at Fukuzawa. Fukuzawa dodged it with ease. "You pissed me off. What else was I supposed to do?"

Hirotsu sighed burying his head into a gloved hand. "One of my girls just finished submitting a copy of the certifcate," Kouyou whispered into his ear. "I've seen them fight like this before, it'll be several hours before their done."

-

dialogue that never made it ig

"The anemic fucked better than you did and he couldn't go more than five minutes without a break or he would pass out."

-

sadly i wasn't able to work in more of the marriage certificate and it ended up being mostly fukumori beefing 😭

@sonics-atelier said "mr. i tried to destroy the world because my bff didn't dick me down" and i've been thinking about it non stop. imagine if ranpo woke up on the airport alone only to have atsushi find him and help him. they don't know where fukuchi and fukuzawa are, ranpo knows their alive and injured but for some reason he can't figure where they went or what's happening. atsushi and ranpo are trying to figure out the next step when fukuchi comes walking up, he looks like he was fighting for his life, like demons came for this mans soul. he's readjusting his clothes. atsushi tenses ready to fight but ranpopo stops him he can tell fukuchi isn't here to fight theres something else.......fukuzawa appears after fukuchi he's limping and covered on blood. "fukuzawa was right," fukuchi says. "destroying the world, the state this isn't the answer. i rewrote every thing back to normal.

later when everyone's reunited, the news is covering the mysterious destruction of the airport. the men's bathroom and several other area's are in complete wreckage. later that night tachihara and mori cry themselves to sleep.

[kyouka-supremacy]

Me: I'm good!

My brain: Do you realize that Akutagawa is always spitting blood which means the taste of blood never leaves Akutagawa's mouth which means the first time Atsushi and Akutagawa kissed Atsushi got to taste it and it broke his heart to pieces and now the memory of their first kiss will forever taste like blood to him

Me: I'm significantly less good!

[anythingforakutagawa]

Curry and Mochi

Dazai x Fem reader 💌 ⛅Fluff/Angst⛅ Mention of death 🏳 A/N : You guys liked Fluffy Chuuya⁉ Here have Dazai Angst 💕 (Sorry I swear I love him) 

It was that date again, May fourth.

To majority people, it was another day, nothing making it specials from the others.

Not to Dazai.

He can remember the day like yesterday. For the first time in his life he felt nervous. Silly it was, being nervous to ask a girl to be his only one. You had him wrapped your pretty finger, now days he'd shamelessly admit it. You gave him the yes while sheepishly playing with your fingers and rose tinted cheeks. With out a doubt that was the most important day in Dazai's life.

That's right, your anniversary.

Your anniversary was why he woke up early to make your favorites ; Curry and strawberry mochi. You always had such the biggest sweet tooth, never ate any actual food always eating strawberry mochi unless it was curry that Dazai made, It had to be made by him other wise you refused to eat it with a pout from across your face like a small child.

»»————-　　————-««

You sat at the table, swigging you legs back and forward while he served you a bowl of curry.

"I still don't understand, why you like the curry I make." He asked you while taking a set and serving a bowl for him self. He wasn't even a great cook, why chose his curry over all the others?

A smile found its way to your face while you inhaled the welcoming and comforting sent of the food before you. "easy, your taste way better, probably because you adds lots of love in it, don't you Osamu?"

He dramatically waved his arms in front of him "Of course I do Y/n! But you can't say these thing out of the blue, am a ruthless mafioso, I have a reputation to hold up!"

You took no care in what he just said and laughed while shaking your head "Oh Osamu, your so funny. Am so glad we met, my life would be like boring vase."

This time it was his turn to laugh "A boring vase?"

"Yeah, you know, those plain boring vases nobody ever buys. The ones thats stay for ages in the store" You said with such a straight face it jut humor him more.

"Hey y/n~" he loved saying your name, it was so pretty when he said it even made goose bumps raise all over the skin of his body.

"Yes Osamu?" you put your curry down and gave him that loving look only he would get from you.

"You know I love you right?" "Yeah, just as much as I love you."

»»————-　————-««

It was memories like those that made him feel like a lovesick boy again, falling for you over and over again but he couldn't help it. He finished packing everything into the picnic box you loved so much, the same one you used over and over again on all those endless picnic your insisted on going on, which he of course happily went along. He caught a glance of the time, almost noon already? He better get going. He take hold of picnic box in on hand and the bouquet of sunflowers get got you and took his leave. He hates being late even if it didn't upset you. You were such a kind and understanding person, such a caring and selfless natured person.

»»————-　————-««

"Oh Bella donna! Sorry for being late, just things got a little messy, and Chuuya was no help." He started to explain while walking toward where you were sitting. Every just before sunset you'd go to Yokohama port to watch the sun set into the ocean, and he'd join you as much as he could. It was a beautiful sight indeed, but it couldn't compare to you.

You turned around and greeted him with a smile so bright it could put the sun itself to shame. And the gold and pink lighting just made it more mesmerizing than before.

"Osamu, your here. I'm glad." He stood there and admired you for a little longer than he should of

You sweet laughter broke him his thought "Well don't just stand there, come here."

He smiled softly while snaking his arms around your wait, hugging you from behind and resting his chin on top your head. You leaned to his loving touch. and you repeated that little chant you two came up with.

"I loved you yesterday, Osamu"

"I loved you today Y/n"

"I'll love you forever"

"I'll love you till forever falls apart."

»»————-　————-««

That same soft smile remained on his face when he got to the spot. He checked his watch, yup right on time. He sat down and rested his back against the stone and laid the flowers next to it.

"Hey Dazai, who's grave are you visiting?." A familiar voice asked.

Dazai tilted his head back, a sad smile replacing his former one.

"What makes you think I am vising a grave Atsushi?"

Atsushi stood and thought for a moment "Well those flowers, the sunflowers you placed next to it maybe?"

Dazai nods "Can you tell me whos grave this is?"

"Y/n L/n.." Atsushi read from the grave.

"Bingo"

"You must of love her a lot right."

"Sure do, there isn't anything I wouldn't do for her."

"Ah, I see, I'll go look for Mr. Kunikida now." Atsushi took a quick bow leaving.

Dazai slipped his hand into his coat pocket and pulled out a small box. He opened it and stared at the inside. It was a bracelet he bought over four years ago. It was a simple one truly. But it had his name engraved it along side yours. No it wasn't much but it represented much more than a shiny gold bracelet. It was a reminder, no matter where you were he'll always be with you.

And maybe he should tried to give it to you sooner but he dint know what you'd say. But his something always seemed to get in the way. He wished he could of had at least one more chance before it happen.

Your death, it was four years ago.

Four years for self blaming because it was his fault. If he's just kept you safe, If he'd just made sure no one knew about you You would of never become a target for a personal attack toward him. Then he would of never have found you badly wounded, Then you'd still be here with him

»»————-　————-««

He rocked you in him warm while holding you as close as he could. He knew based of your wounds you weren't going to live. All he could do was stay with you until your last breath. He tried to hide the shake of his bones, the tears threating to stream out his eyes.

" Osamu.." you said with a weak smile "Its okay..."

He didn't understand how you could say that. How was he supposed to see the light of day if you weren't going to be there. Anything he would never want to lose is always lost. It is given that everything that is worth wanting will be lost the moment he's obtain it. There's nothing worth pursing at the cost of prolonging a life of suffering. But for you he'd gladly go to hell and back.

With your last bit of strength you caressed his cheek and place of last kiss on his lip. Yes it was short but it held more meaning than any of the rest. It was a memory of start, a reminder of everything in between, and a farewell. Everything played in the back of his memory as your body went limp and cold in his arms.

»»————-　————-««

He let out a shaky breath and put the box back where it belonged, even after so long he couldn't bring himself to leave his home with out it. He knows one day he'll met the same fate, but part of him was glad this you didn't met more of this cruel world. Where you were now, eh was sure you had everything you deserved, everything he couldn't give you.

He felt his eyes started to burn and he laughed while smiling at your grave and stood up.

"Awe Y/n, look what you turned me into. Now I'm all soft and i even cook for you. Well I suppose that ruthless Mafioso act wasn't going to last long. Maybe house wife fits me better, what do you think?"

He waited, no response.

"Yeah maybe not. You know you would of loved Atsushi."

still not response

"You'd probably treat him as if he was your son or little brother."

He smiles sadly and his eyes soften.

"Same time next year? Curry and Strawberry mochi, right"

"I still love you."

He turns around and picks up the basket and arranges the flowers "Its alright, I know what you would of said any way."

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Aah idk if u do thia but can you do Akutagawa Dazai and Atsushi (or just one of em if u feel like it) and their reaction when you make food for them

Cooking for them |Akutagawa, Dazai, Atsushi x Reader|

Doing all three with 2 different scenarios, A- while not together, B- while together.

Akutagawa

A-

If you hand him a homemade meal while he’s not with you, he has several different reactions all at once.

First, he sits there staring confused.

He cluelessly asks what it’s for

He continues staring

Understands it’s for him

Becomes taken aback

Asks why you made it

If you answer with something like “because I wanted to make you a nice meal.”

He becomes flustered

Snatches it with Rashomon.

Hides his flustered/shocked expression with Rashomon as he scarves the meal down.

He turns back to you trying to hold a straight face and denies he likes it.

Immediately goes back to eating when you turn away

For the future, he gets others to ask you to make meals, mostly lunches, hoping you won’t know it’s him because he has to keep that tough guy act up.

Don’t be shocked if your homemade snacks suddenly go missing.

He got a taste of your food and find every way possible to get his hands on it

B-

Nothing changes much from when you two were not together.

The only addition is that he refuses to go out to eat.

He tells you it’s because he doesn't want to go anywhere, but secretly he just wants you to cook for him more.

He still steals your snacks.

He refuses to let anybody else taste your food. 

Dazai

A- 

The first time you cook for him, he looks from the box to you in pure confusion.

Takes him the shortest amount of time to understand why you're holding that.

He gratefully takes it.

He’s great and masking the fact that he’s rejoicing at getting to taste your cooking.

Adores your cooking no matter the level it’s at.

If you make him something adorable, like the little sausage squids or shaped fruits, he’ll stare and swoon over them.

This is Dazai, so of course, he must ask if you have any poison, bleach, anything to go with it.

Pray for your soul if you make a sarcastic joke along the lines of. “No, but I’ll remember it for next time.”

First, he’ll gasp and place his hand over his chest while thanking you.

Then the realization you said next time shoots in.

He’s suddenly smiling and looking at you fondly.

Somehow he manages to turn you into the flustered one.

B- 

This man doesn't eat unless you cook for him.

It’s takeout or your cooking.

When he’s too broke to afford food, he climbs into your home to eat

Yes, he will pick your locks to gain entry.

Eventually, you give him the key, so he can raid your refrigerator for your homemade snacks and leftovers.

He’s practically moved in at that point.

He’s there constantly because, well, you gave him a key, so you pretty much gave him access to your home whenever.

In his mind, that’s basically telling him he can move in.

Will 100% steal things from you as your cooking.

He’ll just dip his hands into the pot and pull out a sample to taste.

He manages to both make you flustered and embarrassed for him at the same time.

Even though you make him his own lunch, he still likes stealing food from you during his lunch break.

All of this is done because you're together, and he knows it won’t make you too uncomfortable to have him so clingy.

Atsushi-

A-

Oh, lord, he’s undoubtedly confused.

Like Akutagawa, he sits there trying to understand why you're holding food out for him.

When the realization hits, he’s a stumbling mess. “Oh, you didn't have to!” He tends to repeat that line a lot.

When you do force him to accept the food, you watch him expectantly.

Lay off a bit, you're making the poor tiger nervous.

His cheeks are already a rosy pink but your intense staring makes it worse.

When he manages to take a bite, he’s amazed and smiles brightly.

With the addition of his blush, it’s adorable.

He praises you about how good it was, then becomes more embarrassed.

He’s the only one of the three to quietly ask if you’ll make him some snacks eventually,

B- 

He asks for lunch every single day.

He’s the only one who pops into your kitchen with the intent of learning how to cook.

He’s actually rather impressed with his own skills.

Soon he’s making your lunches while you make his lunches.

He’s genuinely always happy to receive surprise snacks from you.