#bsd dr

[applenicoshifts]

Ive been almost shifting, hearing my dr for days now. Every attempt I have is ALMOST successful fully. I'm so happy.

[burningflamescurse]

My BSD/DR OC Information/Backstory:

Name: Hayami Aiko

Age: 26 Years old.

Personality: Sadistic, Kind, cold.

Ability: “Heal all that is Lost.” allows the user to heal any wound, Fatal, Minor, Or Mortal. Similar to Yosano’s ability.

Significant Other: Yosano Akiko

Best friend: Ranpo Edogawa

Sexuality: Lesbian

Parents/Parental Figures: Hayami’s Biological Parents are Decreased, Due to some Rival Mafia Organization killing them, her only Main Parental Figure is Fukuzawa, who took her in after Rescuing her from the Port mafia’s grasp.

Backstory: After Her Parents were Killed, Hayami lived on the Streets for a While until Mori Ougai Found her himself, he Raised her Up to her Teen Years in the Port Mafia, Obviously Traumatizing her along the way, until the armed Detective Agency Found Out about it and Decided to Rescue her from Mori. After that She and Yosano became very Fond of Each other, only knowing about each others pasts never telling anyone.

Past affiliation: Port Mafia

Current Affiliation: Armed Detective agency

Skills: Hand To Hand Combat

Hayami is very skilled in hand to hand Combat, often using this to take down enemies in a Stand off.

Super Strength goes along with this, She’s also very skilled with Knives, Specifically Scalpels.

Hayami mainly works with Yosano in the Infirmary, sometimes she works on required Missions with her Main Partners, Dazai and Atsushi, Sometimes Kunikida if needed.

Anytime She Comes in contact or sees Mori in Public or During a Joint Mission with the Port mafia and The armed detective agency, Hayami Feels the need to Hide from him, even though she left the Port mafia with Fukuzawa and Ranpo, Mori Still lays out an offer for her and Dazai both to Rejoin the mafia.

Somehow Hayami is Very Rich, With being a Doctor and all, especially working for the armed Detective Agency, she loves to spend her money on three people, Ranpo, Kyouka, and Yosano. Rarely, on days where she’s feeling Particularly Nice, She’ll treat Dazai to a Shopping Spree.

The only two people from the Port mafia Hayami will treat indifferently to the others are Chuuya, and Kouyou, Kouyou being a mother figure towards Hayami, and Chuuya being like an older brother towards her.

Yosano and Hayami making a powerful Couple team up, both being a perfect Combo of sadistic and healing abilities along with similar trauma’s and Pasts.

Hayami’s VA Japanese: Kei Shindo, Kyoka jiro’s Voice Actor.

Hayami’s VA English: Colleen Clinkenbeard, Momo Yaoyorozu’s English Sub VA.

Face Claim: Shinobu Kocho:

[yebyyhfushi]

Chuuya my dear...

[fisshbones]

Once More to See You

A/n: I still suck at endings :’( i’m half asleep and sick so this might not be that good!!

If you liked this please like and reblog <333

Tw: gn!reader(only reffered as you), possibly ooc, hurt with no comfort.

Men whose reputations were everything to them. They had to keep up the pristine and perfect persona. They kept your relationship hidden from everyone. Shameful over daring to even converse with someone as lowly as you. Yet despite the harsh words, they enjoyed every second with you. To be seen with a standard human like you would surely damage his image.

One night the fear of ruining his reputation hits an all time peak, and he loses his cool. Yelling at you that you’re not worth losing anything for. That this all needs to end; that it’s been a waste of his time to be pursuing a useless relationship. When he finally cools down and you leave, will he realize what he’s just done. No matter what he sees or hears he tell himself that it was worth it. His reputation is no longer at stake and you can be happier not needing to pay pretend anymore.

They wish they could just leave everything behind and live a life with you two. No worries of work, reputation, or enemies. Maybe in the next lifetime. But in this lifetime they hope you’d forgive them somewhere down the line for leaving you.

As years go by and he gets older, the only hope he has is that one day you’ll be back so you’ll be able to grow old together. Every marriage proposal he turns down because he can only imagine spending his life with you. He thought his reputation was everything, now he realizes you were actually everything thing to him.

doppo kunikida, Ayato, pantalone, Sunday, alhaitham, Fyodor, Angel Devil, dr. ratio, Barbatos, Saigiku Jouno, blade.

©2024 fisshbones do not translate, copy, modify, nor repost.

[plaguechyld]

"You can do it, angel... There we go, so pretty all for me."

God those words ruined him every time you said them. His legs shook like a newborn fawn as you pumped your fingers in and out of his precious little pussy, occasionally spreading his wetness around.

"HNYAH-! [N-Name] please pl- MNGHHH!♡~ 's too MUCH!!" he cried over and over again, arching his back as you tended to him so sweetly. It was really too much, he's going to die! He swears on it! If you could just listen; oh god what are you doing now-

"[N-Name], [N-Name], [NAME]!~♡" he swore he could see stars once you started moving them faster, pressing right against that nice spot nestled deep inside him.

Slick dripped down his quivering thighs, pooling on the sheets below him as his hands scrambled to hold onto anything, anything at all.

"HNGAHHH!!!~♡" he fucking squeals when your fingers make him squirt, his release drenching his thighs and your hand. Oh the poor baby is shivering, eyes shut tight as his hands ball up into tight fists, gripping the sheets as if its the only thing keeping him alive.

"Pleashe- P-PleASEEE~" oh but you don't stop at his desperate little pleas, no. You keep going, thrusting your fingers deep into his little pussy as he wails and squirms, crying about how its just too much.

"Hush, baby. You got yourself here, this is your punishment." All he could do was sob and beg for your mercy.. But it didn't look you'd give in anytime soon... ♡

CHILDE, DR. RATIO, Dazai, Xiao, NIKOLAI, Neuvillette, Chuuya, Dottore, Pantalone, Kaveh, KAEYA, Muzan, Obanai, AVENTURINE, Zhongli, your favs...

[originalartblog]

[Storm Bringer]

“In fact, I was against using Adam for such a frivolous investigation from the very start,” Dr. Wollstonecraft began in a huff as she crossed her arms again. “The government is always like this. They send a mechanical detective, then blow him up once they’re done to keep any secret information from getting out. [..] I suppose this is the government’s way of saying we ought to neglect science in favor of human life!”

Dr. Wollstonecraft, ma'am, I think your ethically-dubious opinions on science are better saved for other audiences.

Dr. Wollstonecraft (aka Mary Shelley) based on @videogamelover99's design!

[secret-sweetheart]

How easily can you top him?

The fandoms for this: Bungo stray dogs, Saint spells love guide, Honkai star rail

Notes: I’m a minor writing smut, if you aren’t comfy with that then just scroll, I don’t care what you have to say just scroll or block because I’ll keep writing even if you don’t want me to.

I didn’t put every single Saint spells character cuz I didn’t do every route (and for HSR I just don’t care for some of the guys and I hate that gay looking bitch Luocha he’s always showing up in my month for slideshows LIKE GET OUT OF HERE YOU FUCKING ZEST FEST YOU MAKE ME HOMOPHOBIC YOU ANNOYING ASS PIECE OF SHIT)

Edit: thx ppl in the comments for reminding me who Ango is, it’s been edited :3

This took me forever BUT NOW I CAN FINALLY DIE

Go ahead, he likes being topped (or he’s usually the bottom anyways)

Okay these guys looove when you’re on top, they get so excited at the site of you on top of them that they can barely hold back their noise when you’re moving, they’ll even start whimpering if it starts feeling too good. They’re so fun to too because you know they’ll let you fuck them stupid if you want <33

Ango Sakaguchi, Atsushi Nakajima, Ranpo Edogawa, Dazai, Gepard Landau, Caelus, ERiS

Yes, but please be gentle and treat him with love <3

They’d be perfectly fine with you on top but please don’t be rough and mean :( they need lots of love if they’re going to let you be in control, please make sure they know you still love them! Praise them please!!

Ashton Harlow, Titus Brome, Atsushi (again), Akutagawa, Argenti, Aventurine, Sunday, Luca Michaelides, Hui Shi, Barnaby Lei, Spinel Spiralis

Yes, and they’ll be praising you the whole time

The praises slip out of their mouths so naturally, seeing you on top of them does things to their body and mind. Talkative or not- prepare yourself for their endless praises while you fuck them/ride them

Chuuya <3, Kunikida, Tecchou, Sigma, Luca Michaelides, Spinel Spiralis, Hui Shi, Sunday, Argenti, Dan Heng, Welt Yang (idk what ppl see in him but he gets a spot)

Nah you aren’t topping, say bye bye to your ability to walk straight

Really? You think it’s possible to top them? They could’ve been gentle but now they probably won’t be! They’re pretty much impossible to top or have any kind of control over, so they’ll make sure you get that in your head

Jing Yuan (pls hear me out), Veritas Ratio, Blade, Bugbear, Siri, maybe Salinger? (I’ll probs play his route again to make up my mind), Fyodor, Nikolai, Jouno

[ryozai]

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ you know it’s wrong, wrong to get involved with a dangerous man like himself.

but can you really be blamed?

not when he fucks you so well, his dick hitting the deepest spots of your dripping cunt, watching you with dark, lustful eyes as you bounced on him, like an absolute slut.

and just for him. his pretty slut.

“baby.. fuck, yeah, keep going. ‘m gonna spoil you so hard, pretty,” he groans through gritted teeth, his rough hands resting on your hips, helping you ride him.

the hands of a killer, the hands who killed so many.

“atta girl,” he murmurs with a smirk when he feels your walls begin to tighten around him, your body shaking as you reach your climax — crashing down like a wave. the feeling was so addictive.

so what if he was dangerous? he treated you so well, like no other man could ever.

his hands were so rough, but so delicate with you.

and only you.

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ SANZU HARUCHIYO, bonten! mikey, ran, rindou, kakucho, IZANA, kazutora, wakasa, CHILDE, pantalone, toji, choso, GETO, eren, fyodor, dazai, NIKOLAI, MOZU, HYOGA, TSUKASA

these recent smuts i've done r soso based on sanzu

[silvantransthranduiltrash]

There’s just something about reading a fic when you’ve just entered a fandom with no strong opinions and still trying to figure out who is who vs rereading that same fic a year later after you know the characters like the back of your hand.

[m6rija]

⟡ ⠀teaser⠀⠀⊹⠀⠀ jiaoqiu, hoshinas, jouno, hyoga, pantalone & you

gn reader who finds teasing their partner endearing. minor kn8 spoilers. hyoga is soft, jouno is possesive, might be a tad suggestive for soshiro. written before the snezhnaya release.

jiaoqiu

it was common to see the two of you together in the kitchen, discussing delightful flavors and intricate recipes. your relationship was cemented by the wide culinary world, and you considered your relationship a serendipity brought on by that world— who knew that an acclaimed chef and a healer would end up together?

at least that's how it was for him, as you were keenly aware of those little words and actions you did just to mildly annoy your colleague, who saw these as simple tests put on your part for him to solve. something you ultimately used to your advantage to get jiaoqiu in your hands, who wouldn't complain.

lately, however, this dynamic would have begun to wane, after finding your partner unable to see you.

perhaps you were afraid that your monotone tone would not give away that it was a joke when you said something to him, in the absence of your face grimacing in amusement.

but the one with vulpine features was smart, and was aware of your change in behavior.

“i can feel you, your gaze on me." a soft smile would remain on his face as the man did something in the kitchen.

“you could hurt yourself cooking." you noticed his ears perk up, attentive to what you were saying.

he would tilt his head to the side, as he continued to do his thing in the kitchen. "you didn't used to be like this."

"it's normal for me to worry about you, it would be very cruel for me to switch the spices around or something." you crossed your arms, annoyance and confusion of the hand on your head.

“i wouldn't mind.”

“hah?” you frowned, taking one of the spices containers in your hand to then place it somewhere else— just for him to hear, as you would soon return it to its place silently.

“that's my spouse.” he cooed softly, velvety.

at that, you would form a thin line with your lips, while your hands took another container to this time —for real— change it completely. “i bet you won't be able to find them.”

your cheeks were slowly getting red, a small smile forming in your face.

“are you sure about that?”

“completely.” you laughed.

regardless of what happened, you'd give your partner a hand. after playing with him a little, maybe.

soshiro

separated by divisions, it was not particularly well known that a cadet from the sixth division maintained a relationship with the acclaimed vice captain of the third division. perhaps everyone thought that he would not get along particularly well with the members of the unit led by his older brother.

however, your closeness with soshiro would not go unnoticed by the observant new members of the third division— who watched attentively as, with a smile, you spoke to hoshina while keeping a distinctly short distance.

“it wouldn't be such a big deal if everyone knew” you commented, taking your food between chopsticks, sitting next to him. “i mean, i know you like to be discreet, but come on, it's been a long time.”

"y'know my position on workplace relationships" he sighed, eyes on yours "besides, it's not something that's inherent."

"oh, then you'd be very afraid that at this very moment i might kiss you, aren't you?" you laughed softly, aware of the curious glances the two of you had begun to catch since you sat down together.

the narrow-eyed one remained silent, though that trademark grin of his would not twist at any moment. even, he widened it to such an extent that one of his fangs peeked over his lower lip.

“we both know ya won't, sweetheart.”

you leaned in just barely, noses almost brushing and breaths colliding, intent on intimidating your partner. “are you afraid of cadets watching us kiss? you sound like a child, soshiro.”

though your breath was stolen in the second as the man would sink his fingers through your hair and pull you closer to him, finally bringing your lips together in a soft but steamy kiss, in which he would make sure to bite your bottom lip with his fangs a couple of times; culminating in laughing at your surprised expression.

“don't think i'll go easy on you, you've earned it.”

you were about to complain, but hoshina had left his seat.

“hey!” you called out to him, regardless of the heads you managed to turn at the scene the two of you were starring in— personally you didn't care what they thought, but you feared what soshiro would have in mind for you after this.

“see you in my office this afternoon, cadet.” he smiled at you as he walked away.

soichiro

the most famous, new and intriguing topic of the sixth division would be how a cadet who had just joined the division began to climb the ranks from one day to the next. it was said that they came from the third division, and that this person was the new dispute between the hoshina— they were arguing about “who could handle your military strength better” or something like that the members of both divisions imagined, since it was uncertain why the brothers mentioned you when they were discussing.

but it would be when soichiro would call you to his office that some cadets would approach the said space with the intention of listening to the conversation between you, curious even though they knew very well that what they were doing was an improper act and if they were caught by someone of high rank perhaps their jobs would be at risk.

“did i end up being a toy for you?” you would start, in a calm voice despite what you implied with your words. “it's not nice to wake up every day to messages from your brother, you know?”

“my brother talks to you more than he talks to me…?” a soft, comical tear would slide down one of the cheeks of the white-stranded one, who would cover his face as if his heart had broken.

“i've treated him better than you, it's only natural.” that was like a shot to the captain's chest, and his head was now buried in the surface of the table.

you would bring your hand to the man's hair and walk it over it with a certain delicacy, as if you were caressing a swallow. “but i have already made up my mind, and for that i would like to remain in the sixth division.”

soichiro would lift his head expectantly, your fingers now entwining through the loose hair on his forehead.

“i would like to be your spouse.” you stated confidently, looking attentively at the person in front of you.

it was a long few months of bickering. you had been arranged to marry the eldest hoshina— you were no more than a colleague the brothers knew and yet the youngest was completely opposed to the idea that one of his most valued cadets would be his older brother's spouse. in the end the brothers would end up fighting over your hand and it would be you who would decide who to marry, at their request.

“but it will be you who will inform soshiro of this.”

you watched as another faint tear slid down his face, and you were amused at the effect his poor relationship with his younger brother had on him.

jouno

a relationship as thorny as the people in it, members of the hunting dogs and with fangs as sharp as cobra— jouno and you shared similar tastes, habits and behaviors that isolated you from the rest of the group. sadistic, the criminals you caught would hang on to the thread of their lives while begging not to be disposed of.

it was easy to speculate that this facade was nothing more than something constructed for the job you had. but that couldn't be further from the truth, for your colleagues knew perfectly well that this behavior was your crude personalities.

as well as when his hand would sink to your hip as you whispered dirty lies in his ear in a low tone, bitter comments just to play with your boyfriend's jealous nature. his muscles would tense and his smile would become forced as he felt your body press against his, your hands placing themselves with tenuous delicacy on one of his shoulders to direct your lips to his ear— you were aware of how much he hated to hear another man's name slipping out of your mouth.

you were playing with fire, you knew it perfectly.

oh, but how you loved to do it.

you were returning from a mission you had been assigned with tecchou: your planning and implacable intelligence were the key to victory, while your colleague's strength and agility were indispensable when it came to fighting those against you.

you praised the brown-stranded man's assistance like a sugar-coated mantra— your ears were used to being drowned out by nasty opinions about him, so it was a pleasant surprise to find that he was just a simple man who exasperated your boyfriend.

however, that you sat at the meeting table next to him, shared smiles together with him and looked at him with such affection would cause jouno to give you a certainly bitter expression. and not only to you, but to tecchou as well.

“someone's in a bad mood” you whispered to the one who had taken a seat next to you, covering a soft chuckle that escaped your lips with one of your hands.

you were doing it on purpose, and jouno should be used to your antics by now— but it seemed he still wasn't, not at all. “it's only natural. i thought i told you i didn't like you doing that.”

“what thing?” you played innocent, noticing how jouno felt you lean into the man next to you. “see? he does this kind of thing often.”

“you should stop treating your partner like this.” commented tecchou, face showing almost complete disinterest in the conversation. to him, as well as the rest of your coworkers, it was obvious that you were simply toying with jouno, and it was best not to pry too much.

“i won't take the word of someone like you. stay out of other people's relationships.” growled back jouno, almost immediately.

“don't treat tecchou like that, sai.” you shook your hand, then placing it on one of the opaque-haired one's shoulders. you had drawn a pout, looking at your partner almost as if you were begging him. “he's just being a good friend, he's not as bad as you think.”

with his brow furrowed, he would let his head rest on his arm propped on the wooden table. “your next missions will be only with me. i don't want to see you alongside people like him.”

no matter how much you complained, certainly, you would only get a chance to be with tecchou in group activities. jouno was serious about taking care of what belonged to him.

hyoga

your hand was sinking into the pale hair of the man sitting next to you— quietly enjoying his meal, you watched him with a playful smile on your face. you didn't expect the most reserved man of all the people on board to confess anything about his relationship with you.

he had mentioned something to you about it being inherent if he wanted to depetrify you: probably someone would ask something about how you knew each other, since no one had ever seen you together— you had joined the kingdom of science as a double-faced agent but no one was aware of it, not even gen himself, who usually meddles in other people's business.

you didn't quite know why they hadn't brought you back to life before, but they probably would eventually regardless of whether hyoga said anything or not.

“were you so eager to see me that you couldn't wait a little longer?” you laughed, watching as his brow furrowed slightly. “surely they were waiting for a more suitable time to wake me up. i'm a warrior too, you realize?”

you would lean back against one of his shoulders, his plush garment kissing the exposed skin of your neck and face ever so gently— without expecting for him to comment any further.

“you are precious to me.” you heard, soft enough to be almost lost amidst the sound of waves crashing against wood.

you'd lift your head to look at him, completely surprised. it was rare that he would allow himself to say such gentle things, and it seemed that tonight he was in a particularly good mood.

“i can't believe i'm that important to hyoga.” you commented loudly, audible enough for people nearby to hear, and your partner's ears colored a soft red as he sank his face into his food to ignore what you were doing.

“ah, if only he would say it more often so i wouldn't doubt so much…”

“i love you.”

it was fleeting, but your heart stopped in that split second. you'd let out a smile followed by a laugh, watching as he buried his face under his mask after finishing his meal.

“make a wish, hyoga is being romantic!”

“he looked like a serious guy when we fought. i see he's someone weak in front of the people he loves.” moz commented with a chuckle, receiving a threatening look from the taller one.

the truth is, he was thinking about the uncertainty that followed his trip to america, and how deeply afraid he was of losing you.

so he decided it would be best to make it clear how he felt about you rather than regret not having done so.

pantalone

who would have thought that a simple designer would be deeply involved with the fatui. your workspace was nothing more than a small location on the cold snezhnaya, a cozy place that greeted with countless outfits and garments meticulously constructed with each of your clients' preferences in mind.

sunk among fabrics, intricate stitching and refined patterns, it had become complex for you to notice that a hand had taken place on one of your shoulders— the pressure it applied being so gentle and delicate. it was the scent of a cologne that would cause your concentration to waver and consequently you would notice the weight at your side.

upon verifying who it was after turning your head, you would turn off your sewing machine and leave your seat behind to properly greet the person now in front of you. “good evening, sir.”

his laugh, low but melodious, was the prelude to a warm-looking smile. “good evening, sweetheart.” he would then express his curiosity at how formally you were addressing him, despite being in a private space.

you would comment that the walls were thin— perhaps one of your staff could hear more than they should.

with your short steps accompanying your calm tone, you lifted with your hands the piece that the regrator must have come for. it was a suit of dark shades adorned with silver details, of a clean finish and stunning appearance.

“it's a shame not to be able to participate in such luxurious events” you remarked, the man in front of you paying attention to the attire that now rested in his hands.

your greatest pleasure has always been to see your clients wearing the pieces you worked for so long— you have never had the opportunity to see pantalone wearing any of them despite being his designer of choice, partially because he only commissioned things for specific events you could not attend.

“i've offered you several invitations and your response has been the same.” his smile never wavered, his eyes now fixed on you attentively.

you sighed, softly. “events organized for prestigious individuals are not my place.” you recited as usual the same words you used to decline his invitations.

you rested one of your hands on the edge of a desk made up of dark wood, fabric scraps hugging your fingers.

“it would be improper to question the guests of a harbinger.” the dark-haired one would mention that as he approached you.

“the regrator is bringing a mere designer as a guest? it wouldn't look appropriate.”

“it's you we're talking about” his distance was short enough that you felt trapped between his figure and the desk bathed in fabrics. “promoted by the fatui— the most renowned designer in snezhnaya. even remarkable people from other nations come to you, don't they?”

“you flatter me” you lowered your head, feeling small in front of him. “but i would still feel out of place.”

“then i will organize a gala you can call your place.” he cupped your chin with his hand clad in a black leather glove. “the guests would wear your works, everyone would have eyes for you.”

“i'm afraid if i take a large number of jobs, my time would be scarce to attend the event.” his hand would go up to one of your cheeks, his thumb dancing over your warm skin.

“then it will be as soon as you are finished.” his smile was serene, but you well knew he felt victorious holding you in the palm of his hand.

“i can't refuse, can i?” you laughed softly.

[aly-doodle]

Erm— I love them actually (please read Dazai’s Entrance Exam I’m on my knees)

[patiencepleaseyouwillbeonhold]

Vincent finishes an appointment! When he closes the door and turns around, there's someone standing ominously behind his desk.

@fyyodor-dostoy

*Vincent fricken jumps, startled that someone was there.*

"O-oh hello there! You startled me. Um how did you get in?"

[bitter-me]

Hii ! Could you please write dr ratio with a fyodor dostoevsky ( bsd ) like reader ?? Thank you in advance ,love your writings !

!–🃏 anon

The Logical Man and the Religious Man

Dr. Veritas Ratio | M. Reader as Fyodor Dostoyevsky [Bungou Stray Dogs]

Welcome to the theater, 🃏 anon!

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"Man is sinful and foolish.."

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A combination no one ever thought was possible. Sure [Name] is an intelligent man. But even so, no one ever thought he'll be the so-called lover of Dr. Veritas Ratio.

[Name] is nothing like him. First of all, he's not grumpy all the time. He actually smiles, unlike a certain someone. He's kind too! Happy to help, not to mention religious! So why is he with Ratio of all people?

"You think so highly of yourself, yet you can't even draw Nous' gaze.. isn't that a statement of who you are in the eyes of an Aeon?"

He merely smiles at the other, his smile is welcoming yet not at the same time. Acting as a God's right hand.. [Name] sees everyone as sinful..

"Lovers" was it? Was that what they called them? Yeah right.. this logical man.. his view of their relationship seems neutral yet.. also condescending.. [Name]'s like a priest who looks at everyone with the eyes of judgement. Judging people for their sins. No matter how little. This so-called "doctor" is no exception..

"As much as I call everyone sinful, it doesn't compare to how you call everyone brainless idiots. You put yourself in such a high position. Has it ever occurred to you there's someone higher than yourself?"

"Remember.. Luke 6:31."

Do to others as you would have them do to you.

In this world, you treat others as they treat you. The ever so gracious "priest" he is. Reminds everyone.

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How did he even get to this..

How did he actually feel something for him.

That... rat..

Was it his intelligence? Perhaps..

Other than that...

..what..?

It all felt like a game to the other, how his smile never reached his ears, how soft his gaze is to the point it is considered to be condescending, how velvety his voice is to the point a backhanded compliment still sounded so sweet.

That's just how [Name] is..

..and yet..

"Your efforts in trying to get into the Genius Society is always a sight for sore eyes.. ever considered following IX?"

What Path do you follow..? [Name]..?

He speaks of this.. God.. the one he holds in such high regards.. yet who? What Aeon does he worship so diligently? Many could be brought into mind.. yet not at the same time..

It's all an elaborate game of chess to him, isn't it? Always a few steps ahead... he never cared.. there's something he wanted.. and it may involve this Aeon he worships..

"Man is sinful and foolish.. Even if they know it is all an artifice, they cannot help but kill each other. Someone must purify them for those sins."

...

"The man who has a conscience suffers whilst acknowledging his sin. That is his punishment— as well as prison."

"Thinking is a crime. Breathing is a crime. Do you want to be freed from it?"

.

.

Humanity.. sins.. life.. death..

..crime.. and punishment...

.

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"[Name].. what Aeon do you worship...? What Path do you take..?"

[yebyyhfushi]

Dazai's turn

[fvedyetor]

happy halloween !! here's world's worst polycule dressed up as world's worst polycule :3

[karemol]

The guys are genderbent in my au of an old movie: Dirty Rotten Scoundrels