#chuuya birthday

[everdistantstars]

Happy Birthday Chuuya!!

[judaluffy]

Happy Birthday Chuuya-kun!!

[konbupie]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY NEWEST OBSESSION NAKAHARA CHUUYA MY WRIST HURTS LIKE HELL BUT IT WAS WORTH IT FOR THIS ETHEREAL MAN

worth the 3.5 hours of pain and stress hes beautiful i think this is the most effort ive ever put into an art piece

[gaystims]

Dog themed Chuuya stimboard (happy birthday Chuuya!)

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[breadinyourpants]

A little late but happy birthday Chuuya 💕

[kleivuur]

slightly belated chuuya bday!!

[xxlady-lunaxx]

HAPPY BDAY CHUUYA<3

props to my friends who told me it was his bday

I don’t draw much BSD but I’m happy w/ this :D

it took around 1hr. 40mins !

[chupidopi]

I'm again super late but still!

happy birthday chuuya!

the outfit

[redacted-gay-username]

happy birthday Chuuya Nakahara. Here’s to another year of you serving cunt.

[esmiara]

"Happy birthday, slug~"

April 29th.

To Chuuya, it wasn't that much of a special day really, merely another day on which he would work the same way he usually did. To everyone else however, it seemed to be some special event in itself. They would offer him meaningless trinkets or little consummables such as cakes, cookies and chocolates. One day, some of his men gave him a bottle of some expensive and beautiful wine, saying they paid for it by saving money together. Such a useless thing to do. They were Mafia after all. If he truly wanted to, he could buy tons of this brand on his own. The wine was quite good though, so he thought he could thank them and maybe even keep this bottle somewhere in his appartment, as a vase or something.

But ironically, on april 29th, it wasn't the Mafia he was worrying about each year. He worried about one single man, whom wasn't even a mafioso anymore.

This one man had made his life goal very clear from the first moment they had met: mess with Chuuya as much as he could. And so on his birthday, this tall and annoying man would celebrate it in his own way, thus making Chuuya's life a disaster.

Chuuya never felt so tense except for this single day. He didn't knew where, when or how the threat would come at him. He was more than wary, eyeing everything meticulously to catch even a single glimpse of a trap he was meant to fall into.

This time, he was in his appartment, some gift laid out randomly, but carefully, on the living room's table. It was already evening, yet still no sign of this one man. Chuuya stared at the wide window in front of him, sat on his leather black couch.

From the window? An aerial attack this time? He thought. But he quickly dismissed the idea. No. This was already the "surprise" from two years ago. This bastard wouldn't do something twice.

He then looked at the ceiling. But he already saw him disguised as a realistic spider man. It wouldn't happen again either. To be fair, Chuuya hoped for it to never come back, as this disguise was truly terrifying. The thought only was enough to make him shiver.

Suddenly, his door rang once. It was so subtle Chuuya wondered if he dreamed about it. Until it rang another time, in a more insistent way, scaring the ginger at the same time.

He looked at the door, sweat running his neck.

Is he really coming from the fucking front door?!

He hesitantly got up from the couch.

The door rang yet another time.

He approached it like it was some unknown wild animal then stood on his toes to look at the peephole.

There he truly was. This man he was so cautious about. He was simply dressed with a sweater, casually waiting on the porch, whistling and keeping his hands behind his back.

Dazai Osamu.

Chuuya didn't see any direct threat, so he carefully undid each lock he had prepared. Then he put his hand on the doorknob. He took one deep breath in order to prepare himself for whatever was coming in his face, and turned it with a pokerface. He was ready for anything.

"Ooh! You did open the door!" said Dazai, beaming.

"You're the one who continuously rang at my fucking door" he hissed. "So what are you doing here?"

Dazai grinned then leaned toward him, making the redhead uncomfortable with their faces so close to one another.

"Do you know what day we are today?~" He hummed.

Chuuya took a step back.

"Y-yeah?" he tried to chuckle, but with his trembling and nervous voice made it very unimpressive.

Dazai kept staring at his blue eyes for what he felt was an eternity of unease and despair. Until the tall man took back his face from his own.

He looked briefly at what was behind his back.

Oh yeah, come to think about it, what is he hid-

But Chuuya didn't have enough time to formulate his thought. The next thing he knew, his nose was suddenly stuffed in a big flower bouquet. Surprised, he involuntarily sniffed the flowers and sneezed loudly.

"Oops! Too close."

Dazai quickly took a step back as well, but somehow Chuuya knew this was deliberate.

When he glanced back at the bouquet, he froze.

It was a big -and actually very pretty- bouquet with a sappy "Happy Birthday" written on top of some sticks between the flowers.

The more he looked at it, the more Chuuya was puzzled about it. He glanced at Dazai, smiling slyly at him, like he would most of the time.

There is another trap. He immediately thought.

"So you see~" Dazai began humming again. "I first thought about crashing twenty remote-controlled tiny helicopters into your car to make a beautiful firework out of everything. But then I had a way better idea!"

He stared at Chuuya.

"Today, I decided to surprise you by doing the opposite of what I would do." He said, on a lower tone.

He closed his eyes and looked down again.

"So? You totally didn't expect that, right?" He giggled, mocking him. "You should have seen your face, it was absolutely priceless!

"Wh...what the hell Dazai?!" Chuuya shouted.

His fist firmly closed, he opened his mouth. But words were stuck in the back of his throat, his cheeks burning.

"You can't just stress me out for a whole day and come with a bouquet! "

Dazai simply stood there, with the said flowers between them.

"This is way too-"

"Too normal?" Dazai suggested, softly.

"Yeah! This is too... normal." Chuuya stammered, lowering his head.

He took another look at the flowers, his frowning brows further carving his face.

"You're just messing with me again, you asshole." He growled lowly, pushing the bouquet aside with the back of his hand.

Chuuya heard Dazai take a deep breath.

"Yeah, sorry." The bandaged man mumbled, to the point Chuuya had a doubt if he did hear anything.

Dazai's mouth curved into a forced grin.

"So I guess I brought a copy of the boy and the pup all for nothing?~"

"Hold on- you what?" Chuuya quickly lifted his head.

Dazai smiled at him, showing a DVD from behind his back.

"You still had more?!"

"Of course, I always hide a lot of things." He winked.

The small man finally sighed.

"Fine... Come in. As long as you don't have any of those helicopters in your pocket or something."

Dazai stepped happily and gave him the bouquet.

I guess the vase bottle will finally find a use, uh? He sighed, overwhelmed with the big bunch of flowers.

[gingerph0bix]

Chuuya birthday WIP 🙇‍♀️

[lacunazai]

hey tumblr i hope you like edits because that's all you're getting for chuuyas birthday ill probably end up taking this down but . you know how it goes . internet validation .

[cherileam]

My contribution to chuuya week and HAPPY BIRTHDAY

I butchered him fr but hey, I celebrated!!!

[chaotic-sproutlet]

LOOK I SWEAR I WAS PLANNING TO DO ART BUT I CAN'T DO ALL OF THEM (or can I)

[inkwell-studi0s]

The final day of ChuuyaWeek 2024! I had so much fun doing this and I can't wait for the next BSD event! I made two versions of this, one with and one without my favorite quotes from the short king himself!

[yeisiko]

Happy birthday Chuuya <3