#chuuya oneshot coming soon

[causenessus]

"i'm going on hiatus"

proceeds to be more active (at least in my head) than I have in weeks and actually respond to people within a day (haven't done that in months) and starts writing a oneshot

[ruified]

I realyyyy love angst :D

There's a oneshot or a scenario that i've been thinking about that's been rotting all over my head where what if reader / s/o is in their deathbed and about to die soon to a uncurable illness and (character) (i guess chuuya or sigma? idm) who thinks of reader as someone special to them is watching over them until their very last breath

LIKE

WHAT WILL THWY DO AND HOW WILL THEY REACT BEFORE AND AFTER DEATH!?!?

Haha my silly little idea is getting the best of me i just wanted to share this idea because i want my feelings to get hurt

❝ until your last 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 ˎˊ˗

warnings: death . characters: dazai osamu, atsushi nakajima, sigma, fyodor dostoevsky, chuuya nakahara . synopsis: their s/o is on their deathbed, they all have their own ways of coping with it . a/n: sorry this took me so long to get to, i was thinking very hard! i hope this is to your liking and you don’t mind little ideas like this instead of a scenario ^^;

DAZAI —

— Dazai doesn’t know what to exactly make of the whole situation, you are so incredibly important to him and now he’s going to lose you? It’s sending him into a downward spiral.

— He refuses to touch you anymore, he just can’t do it

— He wants to make the most out of what little time you have left together but he also has an urge to cut ties with you and make it easier on both of you

— He eventually decides that he can hold your hand at least while you lay in that hospital bed

— After you pass, he tries his best to take care of himself because he knows that’s what you’d want, but that doesn’t mean it’s not hard

— He visits your grave frequently at first, then it dies down to your birthday, anniversaries, and holidays

ATSUSHI —

— He has been keeping a close eye on you since he first noticed you were sick, and he’s been taking great care of you ever since! However, that doesn’t stop the inevitable

— When he heard the news, tears welled in his eyes and he had to excuse himself, he didn’t want to cry in front of you

— He kept you company as much as he could

— On days where he had a lot of work, he’d ask someone else like Kyouka to go check on you

— He would prepare little lunch boxes for you every day and bring them to you

— He brings a lunch box to your grave for you

SIGMA —

— He paced around a lot in the hospital room, especially after he heard the news

— He tried so hard to think of a solution but nothing realistic came to mind

— He had you come stay in a room at the casino so he could at least still be close to you even when he had work

— Your room was kept away from any other visitors and was close to his office, making it easy for him to check on you

— He asked his staff members to change your glass of water frequently and give you a new warm blanket when you needed it

— He kept himself busy with work to try and keep away the dread of your passing

FYODOR —

— After hearing the news, he decided it would be best to care for you at home instead of being kept in such a dreary hospital

— He would read books to you to keep you entertained

— He’d bring his laptop into your room sometimes so that he could at least keep you company even while he worked

— He’d cook soup for you frequently, sometimes even feeding it to you

— He asks you if you have any wishes before you go, he doesn’t want you leaving with any regrets, and he does whatever he can to make it all come true

— He attends to any possible unfinished business you may have before your passing so that you can go without worry

CHUUYA —

— He really doesn’t believe it at first

— He contacts Mori and asks him to look over the medical records and tell him the truth; Mori tells him that it is in fact all real

— He’ll often sit next to you and squeeze your hand, refusing to let go

— He’ll fall asleep with you in your hospital room, draped over you in your bed

— He sits next to you and cuts your apple slices into bunnies, or sometimes other, more intricate shapes

— He asks you often if there’s anything you need him to do for you, also wanting to fulfill any last wishes you may have

— He makes sure you have a proper funeral, he’s tired of those he cares about not getting one.

[chocsra]

if you’re ok with writing for multiple characters, could i request a platonic oneshot with chuuya and dazai x fem!reader who is apart of their “double black” (except ig it wouldn’t be double black anymore) and both mediates their arguments and instigates them? (maybe a snippet of friends to lovers between chuuya and the reader 🤭) tysm have a nice day!

"Unlit Cigarettes stained by Warm Lips"

15! Chuuya x gn! reader x 15! platonic! Dazai

A/N: ofc! yall i should keep my mouth shut bc i make too many promises i cant keep. HALLOWEEN IS SOON BTW AAAAAA

Content: stuck in a jail cell with your unfortunately idiotic subordinates, fluff, crack, mafia work, reader is MEAN, a little romance w chuuya, dazai may be ooc but i like to think that in this kinda dynamic he acts more like a normal teen, slight soukoku, smoking, lots of swearing, NOT PROOFREAD‼️‼️

"Missss.. [Y/N]s smoking."

You slap the lanky boy's shoulder harshly as you shove the cigarette box back into your sleeve, watching as your other subordinate's face contort in surprise as Dazai mockingly whines. "Ow.." he rubs his shoulder with bandaged fingers, the ginger next to him looks at you with amusement and confusion. "Where the hell did ya get that?" he asks, you sulk in annoyance from the whining bastard beside you, "Up your ass." a quiet click of the tongue from the ginger can be heard as you defy his genuine question.

Unfortunately, these two are your subordinates, your partners in criminal work, your associated murderers in the underground business. Even though Double Black is all scary and terrifiyingly violent, you thought they were a pair of funny, immature and idiotic assholes.

Dazai Osamu, a lanky, greasy boy wrapped in bandages, loved dying. Yes, he wanted to fucking die, but he doesn't. You sometimes question his skill of staying alive after that many suicide attempts, but it's alright, you suppose. The mafioso had messy brown hair and wore massive suits that did not fit him and constantly smells like dog shit. He claims he has a silver tongue with women but the only woman he 'has' is the front-desk suicide hotline lady. If somebody ever asked your opinion on him, you would answer.. "He's.. interesting."

Next is Chuuya Nakahara, a short, but strong arrogant boy who is frustratingly brutal. Veeery brutal. He's extremely competitive and takes every minor activity as a sweat-inducing challenge. Karaoke is a pain when he's screaming his ass off, simplistic cooking or baking is horrifiying because this shithead works like he's donating food to charity as if his fatass isn't going to inhale everything afterwards, and any sort of video game was devasting, any one.

He had short ginger hair and stormy azure eyes. His fashion sucked until Koyou, a fellow superior of yours knocked some sense into him. Chuuya had a rather small figure but fairly muscled. Yeah, he flexed his abs (ribs) in the mirror randomly. The boy loved fedoras, chokers and classic, fancy clothing that made girls scream 'DAMON TORRANCE 😍‼️' under his Instragram posts. If someone were to ask your opinion on him, you'd say: "He's an alright guy," with a shrug.

Some dumbass landed you three in jail for a reason you'd rather not speak of, and now you have to deal with the aftermath of waiting for your 'beloved' guardian, Mori Ougai to come bail you three out.

"Mackerel," Chuuya jabs Dazai's side, intensely glaring at him. "Why'd you get the guard's attention? I could've smoked." he hisses, causing the taller boy to snap back at him with an eyeroll. "Nah it's fine, I don't have a lighter anyway." you mediate the tension, boredly playing with the flimsy cigarette box in your hand. The redhead scoffs a little, leaning back in the concrete seat of the jailcell, impossibly manspreading further. "We could use Dazai's hot ass breath as a makeshift lighter.." Chuuya suggests with a smirk, the lanky teenager sassily scoffs, "Or rub pipsqueak's oily hair until it catches fire."

"Like- how would that make a fire?" you retort in amusement, "Have you ever been to a science class?" Dazai and Chuuya shrug in sync unshamefully,

"Was busy protectin' gangsta kids."

"Missed most of middle school 'cause of an attempt."

...

"Fair enough," you shrug back, fixing your hair. "Y'know, Boss is gonna kill us when he gets here." you add on, leaning your head against the prison wall. "I know, I'm not fuckin' prepared," Chuuya copies your movements beside you, loosely throwing an arm around your shoulder. Dazai's eyebrows knit in amusement and embarrassment at the sight, "Pipsqueak, you are NOT smooth." the ginger almost glitches as he flew away from you at those words, now chasing the brunette around the jailcell.

"'Playfighting between you guys is a fuckin' hazard, even for the mafia." you mumble, placing the unlit cigarette between your lips to feel the sensation once more. "This isn't playfighting! I'm gonna kill his ass!" Chuuya pants between missed kicks thrown at Dazai. "That's why [Y/N] thinks you give 'dog vibes'!!" the brunette retorts, bringing up a previous conversation based off you psychoanalyzing your coworkers.

"Why you!-" the smaller boy curses, flying off a wall aimed towards Dazai's head. "I'm not wrong though!!" you fling your arms up in surrender, smiling cheekily as Chuuya rolls his eyes. "After this fuckboy, you're next." You swallow thickly in slight fear. You swore you could hear walls crack and floors thump at the loud commotion, drowning out the poised footsteps towards your cell.

"Sir, are these your children?"

A kind, petite policewoman points to you three fighting like rabid animals. Mori Ougai, your tall, diabolic and terrifiying boss smiles fakely, watching his underlings fight in pure irritation.

"Unfortunately."

The tall brunette immediately halts as the ginger almost decks him in the face. Your hands stay frozen in the air as if you've been caught instigating a chicken fight.

Dude, you are so fucked.

[a-random-weeb]

bsd yandere headcannons

This is just a quick drabble because I have no more requests to write and I constantly need to be writing. ←(This part (the intro) was wrote before I started the event and got a flood of requests. I had so much fun writing this that it's been my own little side thing (Not in the dirty way, weirdos)

Warnings: kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, murder, slight nsfw in chuuyas part, anything else that comes in yandere writing.

I had a lot of fun writing this, there's a oneshot in chuuyas, theres not one in Dazais, this whole fanfic was really fun to write and I kinda did my own thing for it. I hope you guys like reading it as much as I liked writing it! (This took forever)

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Dazai:

Yandere type: clingy, obsessive

Danger level: 8/10

•He starts off by confessing his feelings

•If you share the same feelings towards him, your relationship will start off normal (other than the constant question of "will you do a double suicide with me?)

•Eventually you become his reason to live, he loves you too much!

•he'll do anything for you, anything. Even hurt himself if you asked him to

•Hed definitely kill for you. The guy who looked at you the wrong way last week? Oh look, his severed head, now where did that come from?

•Hed never hurt you though!

•He loves you, you're his everything, his world, you're perfect in his eyes.

•Now, if you were to reject him, that'd be a different story (this also counts for if you break up with him)

•He'll kidnap you and tie you to a chair in his basement.

•Itd be a pretty cozy chair.

•Hell only untie you when he's sure you won't attempt to attack him or grab the key from him

•When he does untie you, he also upgrades the basement

•He puts a bed down there (Aka his bed because he can't afford another one. He just sleeps on an air mattress upstairs)

•He also invests in a big screen tv for you

•He spends most of his money on you, no matter how much you hate him

Punishments: his punishments differ. Let's say you smashed the expensive big screen tv that was mentioned because you were frustrated or angry at him. He wouldn't buy you another one for quit awhile. He'd also slap you across the face and beat you up a little. If you were to try to run away, it depends. If you succeeded in running away and he got you back in his basement... he'd be furious. He'd torture you for around a week. He hates torturing you, but you have to learn your lesson. He's done so much for you, why would you run away?! If you were to fail, he'd probably hit you a little, but nothing horrible. If you were to try to kill him (and fail obviously) he'd start by killing your best friend. He would only show you a picture of their head for proof, he doesn't want to traumatize you more than you already are. He also might hit you depending on how mad he his, and he's really scary when he's mad surprisingly.

Perks: You get cuddled, a lot. You're basically worshipped. You get to be taken care of by a hot guy, is there much else you want. He also gets you expensive jewelry with kunikidas wallet .

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Chuuya:

Yandere type: Obsessive/possessive

Danger level: 9/10

•At first he stalks you

•He'll stalk you for about a year before he begins to write you creepy letters. They consist of stuff you've never told anyone

•He knows every little thing about you

•He loves you so much!

•Anyways, his letters also say stuff like what he wants to do to you, or how Bad he wants you

•the letters he will write you would be like

"Dear (your name), i saw you walking your dog today... you looked so cute! Oh how I love you, I can't wait to make you mine... if you date me, I promise to spoil you! I'll praise you for everything and take proper care of you! I'm gonna kidnap you someday soon, just you wait...

Ps: if you call the police, your dog dies

- sincerely, your admirer" it also has a picture of you walking your dog.

•He also writes about his weird fantasies

•slight NSFW in this next letter , just be aware

"God you looked so hot today... god, I just wanna pull as much pleasure from your body while you beg me to stop~ That'll be us some day, just wait princess~

-your secret admirer"

Along with a picture of you changing (Or masterbating if you do that ;])

•you can't tell anyone about these letters, or he'll kill your dog, which makes this whole situation 10× worse

•He does confess in real life to but you reject him because you barely know him and had know idea he wrote the notes

•You go to the police, showing them the letters. You also take your dog

•The police can't find any finger prints or evidence as to where the letter could've come from.

•The next day, your dog goes missing

•You feel incredibly worried

•Soon, you get another letter

•You hesitate to open it, not wanting to know, praying your dog isn't dead

(Tiny oneshots up ahead)

"Oh darling, I told you not to call the police~ do you want me to kill your dog? Don't worry, he's not dead.... yet. Come to xxxx xx (adress) at midnight if you Ever wish to see your dog again, bring no one.

-Secret admirer"

You Reluctantly go to that address at midnight, but you bring a knife. You drive there only to find it's a mansion. You slowly approach the large building, the tension building up. Your eyes widden as you see Chuuya answer the door.

"Oh hey Darling~ you made it!" He has this weird, creepy grin plastered on his face.

"Ch-chuuya? What's happening?!" You ask as as he pulls you inside, locking the door.

"Simple. You're mine." He smashes his lips against yours. You back away, absolutely disgusted, you try to run. He instantly pulls you back "Don't you want to see how your dog is doing?" He whispers seductively in your ear. You tense up and nod "How is he?! You didn't hurt him did you?!" You panic as he chuckles.

"Your dog is fine... for now." He smirks and pulls you to his chest "But for now, let's focus on you, ya?" You can practically hear the arrogance radiating off of him.

"No, let's focus on my dog!" Chuuya scoffs "Shut up about your damn dog already! He's fine! You should be focusing on how you're in my arms, all cute and scared."

"You're mine." He begins to mumble "Mine mine mine mine MINE!"

Punishments: Normally, if you try to attack him or escape he'll lock you in a room for a week. No water for a day, no food for three days. He doesn't want you to go insane, so there is a few mangas and/or books in that room. If you attempt to kill him, successfully run away, or hurt him (which you probably won't) then it's a bit worse. He doesn't want to hurt you, doesn't mean he won't, especially when he loses his temper. He might beat you up until you pass out, but he'll never kill you. After you pass out he'll realize what he's done, sigh, and lift you into bed. He's really scary when he's mad, but he always cuddles you and apologizes after any punishment , giving you a bunch of kisses and praise. Doesn't mean he won't punish you again though, he 100% will, after all, you have to learn your lesson.

Perks: he'll buy you whatever you want, if he trusts you enough, he'll even let you go out by yourself with his black card! He makes you wear a listening device though, and makes sure he knows where you're doing at all times. He's also hidden tracking devices in your clothes, you don't even know where some of the are, you can't feel them. Another benefit is he cuddles you a LOT. He likes to praise you and tell you how pretty you are. He's a great cook, and always makes sure you're well taken care of, even hires a (Very trusted) maid for you!

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Hey guys, sorry I've barely been posting, I've been working on this fic for a while, I wanted to add akutagawa and maybe Atsushi but unfortunately I'm so sick it's hard to think straight and I want to get some fics out for y'all

[chuuyaspinkmotorcycle]

Fanfic Writer Interview

Thank you to @ohhcinnybuns for the tag <33

How many works do you have on AO3?

Eleven, as of now! There's quite a few I need to update though, haha. I've got more fics in the works, as well as updates for those already published!

Your top 5 stories by kudos/likes:

I Am You and You Are Me (23,152 words), ongoing, T - a crossover, what-if story about the regular bsd world and the Beast world colliding.

2. What's Wrong, Love? (3,946 words), oneshot, T - Dazai knew Chuuya, in and out. The redhead would never cry, always a strong soldier. Yet here he was, shedding tears in Dazai's lap. Something was seriously wrong.

3. Please, Save Me (4,784 words), oneshot, M - Dazai Osamu stood on the train tracks, ready for the embrace of death. And as that moment comes, he truly believed he was going to die. Except... he doesn't?

4. Sleepy Times (2,536 words), oneshot, G - Dazai, the ever-good partner, knows all of Chuuya's tells. And when Chuuya seems like a walking corpse on their drive to a safe house, he's quick to realize the problem. He's got a beyond sleep-deprived slug on his bandaged hands.

5. Burning Bright! (12,449 words), ongoing, T - Chuuya always worked hard in his young life, balancing a part-time job with full-time college. He makes it work. But when his favorite actor (and crush) Dazai Osamu walks into his boba shop to get away from fans? It turns Chuuya's world upside down.

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try! I know I've got a few I still need to respond to, but I promise I read them and I appreciate them so much!! I just tend to forget to respond after reading the email notification since Ao3 doesn't have any other notifications after that :')

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

Ohhh it's two and they're not published yet haha. But they had me tearing up writing/thinking about it. As for published, it's Four Seasons (Warning: MCD) or To Be Human (more angsty hurt/comfort).

What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

So I have a bad habit of jumping between projects A Lot soooo I haven't actually written many endings, just mapped them out. For published, though, I'd say The Feels or Sleepy Times.

Do you write crossovers?

Apart from IAYAYAM's Beast x Canon world crossover, no. I love seeing art or fics that set the bsd characters into other worlds, but I'm not creative enough for that lol.

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

I don't think so? I've received spam but nothing like hate.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

In my head~ but I actually will be attempting to start writing it soon! I created a 18+ acc over on twt to explore it as well. When it comes to smut, though, I adoreeeee when it's tender or a first time.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yeah :') there was a website back in Julyish this year (2024) that stole a ton of works from Ao3 and put it on its own. Last I knew, the site was taken down, though!

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yep, into Russian! The link is under What's Wrong, Love? !

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope. A friend and I have created threads off our texts using both our ideas, but never actually co-wrote them.

What’s your all-time favorite ship?

SOUKOKU. I've been here for three years already and I fear there is no escape.

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

I've got a few that are just dumb little ideas, like one is labeled Port Mafia Family Adventures and is supposed to be oneshots in a series of crack shenanigans in the pm, especially when skk were there together. Now that I think about it, it'll prolly get turned into a thread or two on here and twt hehe.

What are your writing strengths?

Uhhhh not fully sure. Lily said I captured teen!Dazai very well in a wip the other day so there's that? Skfdkjsjfs

What are your writing weaknesses?

Staying focused/on track... it shows in my writing imo. I'm also not very good at dialogue and I think I can still get better at descriptions and characterizations.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

YES. always yes. I want it as accurate as possible, even if people don't know how to read it. It makes it so much more real, especially if, say, the main character doesn't know the language and someone (the villain, for instance) is telling them something in that unknown language. Makes it feel like you're in that character's place not knowing what's going on.

What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?

Hmm if it was gonna be anything, it'd be from either fe3h (sylvix + yuri), zelda (zelink), or hq (kenhina) but my mini hyperfixations on those never last long enough for me to write anything </3

What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

Ooh. That's hard. I honestly love all of them? Like there's none I regret writing, they're proof that I can focus on something and produce it well enough to publish. I also really like all the concepts I've published so far, as well as most of the ones in my wips <33

Tag Time! @hibiscesque @calmlb @altaiiriss @bloodsherry

[1-800reki]

❝Masterlist!!❞

❝Collecting information...

Complete!❞

Key!: ★ = Oneshot and ♡ = Smau or Texts!

: ̗̀➛ Haikyuu!

Kenma: Domestic Fluff, Time Skip (Title: Streamer Husband!) ★

Kenma: Birthday Special !! (Title: Happy Birthday!!)☆

Shoyou: Silly Crush, Cannon Timeline (Title: Shoyo’s Crush!) ★

Tobio: First Meet! ← Title! ★

Tadashi: Freckles! ← Title! ★

Kei: Dinosaurs, Time Skip ← Title! ★

Ukai: Married! (Title: Married Life!) ★

Koshi: Dating! (Title: Koshi’s Partner!) ★ 

Daichi: Captain x Captain (Title: Two Captains!) ★

Asahi: Volleyball x Art Club (Title: My Muse!) ★

Yuu: Jealousy! (Title: Jealous boy!) ★

Ryu: Making up! ← Title! ★

Kiyoko: Secretly Dating (Not really) (Title: Kiyoko’s Partner?!) ★

Yachi: Dating! (Title: Best Girlfriend Ever!) ★

Texting them 'I miss you' ← Title! (Texts!) ♡

: ̗̀➛ Sk8!

Reki: Skating x Music (Title: The Melody!)★

Langa: Love at first sight! ← Title! ★

Kaoru: Dating! (Title: Cherry’s Partner!) ★

Kojiro: Marriage Life!! (Title: He's WHAT?!) ★

Miya: Silly little dates! ← Title! [Complete]★

Asking them on a date! ← Title!! (Complete!) ♡

Miya (req): Req!! Miya HC ← Title!! [Complete]

Sk8 Tweets!! <- Title!! (theres no yn so its just the characters :3)

: ̗̀➛ Bungo Stray Dogs!

Atsushi: Dating! (Title: Atsushi’s Partner!) ★

Dazai: Secretly Dating Coworkers! (Title: You’re What?!) ★

Ranpo: Silly Notes! (Title: Lunch Notes!) (Idea from an anonymous person!) [Completed!]★

Kunikida: Married! (He’s alive trust) (Title: Agency Finds Out!) ★

Fukazawa: Married! (Title: Lunch!) ★

Yosano: Silly dates! (Title: Dates with Yosano!) ★

Kenji: Silly cuties! (Title: Best Day!) ★

Kyoka: Silly cuties! (Title: I like you!) ★

Chuuya: Married! (Title: Chuuya’s… What?!) ★

Akutagawa: Dating! (Title: Nickname!) ★

Poe: Cuties! (Title: Story Time!) ★

Sigma: Cuties! (Title: Date Time!) ★

Ada + Chuuya and Akutagawa as your parents (Title: Asking Your Parents for Money!) (SMAU) ♡

: ̗̀➛ OHSHC!

Tamaki: Yapper x Listener (Title: Tamaki’s Fav Customer!) ★

Haruhi: Different School! (Title: Haruhi has a what?!) [Completed!]★

Hikaru: Silly! (Title: Cuties!) ★

Kaoru: Silly! (Title: Power Duo!) ★ 

Mori: Sunshine x Moon (Title: Blabbermouth!) ★

Kyoya: Organized x Not organized (Title: What A Mess!) ★

Honey: Not serious x serious (Title: Grumpy Face!) ★

Texting them 'I love you' Randomly ← Title (SMAU) ♡

: ̗̀➛ Saiki K!

Kusuo: Nonchalant x Energetic (Title: Saiki’s What?!)★

Shun: They don't believe him! (Title: What A Cutie!) ★

Riki: Ugly x Pretty! (Title: Nendou.. What?!) ★

Aren: Soft spot for you! (Title: The Sillies!) ★

Kokomi: Pretty x Pretty! (Title: Teruhashi’s What?!) ★

Chiyo: Sillies! (Title: Mistakes!) ★

Chisato: Always hungry x Has food (Title: Cooking Date!) ★

Metori: Spoils you! (Title: Shopping Time!) ★

Aiura: Sillies! (Title: Good Luck!) ★

Texting them good morning ← Title! (Texts!) ♡

: ̗̀➛ Single Characters!

• Inumaki: No filter online x No filter online (Title: Cancelled?!) (Smau) ♡

• Bachira: The Sillies ← Title! (Request!) ★

• Momo: Reckless x Scolder! (Title: You Idiot!) ★

more coming soon...

❝This is the end of 'masterlist'! Please pick another option back here!❞

[sanest-bsd-delegate]

Hi ! can you make a chuuya x reader. Reader is studying late at night cramping for her exam which is in the morning and chuuya is at work and accidently calls the reader instead of his worker because the worker did something wrong and some other men reported it to chuuya and when reader picks it up she hears chuuya scoulding and then she tells he dialed the wrong no. And chuuya apologizes and asks why she is late awake and she tells the reasons and while chuuya is talking to her he tells his men to go out because he doesn't want to be seen all soft in front of them and then tells reader to not stay awake late and she should be asleep when he comes home .Sorry for any grammatical mistake.thanks and have a good day/night!

Sleep or Study -Chuuya Nakahara

Oneshot: Where Chuuya accidently dials you in the middle of the night. Genre: Fluff A/N: OML SUCH A GOOD IDEA 10/10 LOVED IT!! →Masterlist

The room was dimly lit by the soft glow of a desk lamp, casting long shadows across the pages of textbooks and notes sprawled out in front of you.You were very tired and weary, studying late into the night, cramping for an exam that was scheduled for the early hours of the morning. Outside, the world was quiet, save for the occasional passing car and the distant hum of the city.

Unexpectedly, your phone's ringtone was heard across the room which statled you a little, before you shove the piles of paper and notes here and there to find your phone.

It was Chuuya calling you. You recieve the phone before putting up on speaker, the dim litted room silient at night.

Chuuya's voice crackled through the phone, sharp and scolding. "I told you idiots to be careful! Do I have to do everything myself?" His frustration was evident, and you couldn't help but feel a sympathy for whoever was suppose to be on the other end of the line.

Just as he launched into another verbal attack, you interrupted, trying to keep your voice steady despite being taken off guard. "Uh, Chuuya? I think you dialed the wrong number."

There was a brief pause before you hear Chuuya's sharp inhale. "Ah, damn it. Sorry about that," he muttered, his tone softening slightly. "I'm dealing with some work issues. What are you doing up so late?"

You sighed, rubbing your temples as you glanced at your textbooks scattered across the table. "I have an exam tomorrow, well today um……and I'm trying to cram as much as I can. I'll be honest; it's not going well."

Chuuya's voice softened even more, a rare gentleness spread through his usual hothead personality. "You shouldn't be up this late, especially with an exam tomorrow. You need rest," he scolded, concern lacing his words.

You could hear muffled voices and footsteps in the background, and Chuuya, realizing he was still on duty, barked at his men, eying each one of them, "Get out, all of you. I don't need an audience for this."

After a few moments of shuffling and grumbling, the background noise faded away, leaving just Chuuya's voice and a sense of privacy. "Look, I know exams are important, but your health matters too. Promise me you'll get some rest after this call. I don't want you falling asleep over your books."

His caring words warmed your heart, and you couldn't help but smile, even though he couldn't see it. "I promise, Chuuya. I'll go to bed soon. You should come home soon you know? Its late for you too. But you should get back to your work now. I don't want to distract you."

There was a soft huff on the other end of the line. "Don't worry about me. I can handle my idiots here. Just take care of yourself, okay? I'll be home as soon as I can."

You nodded, though he couldn't see it. "I will. Good luck with your work, Chuuya. And thanks for caring."

A rare, genuine chuckle escaped him. "Someone has to make sure you're taking care of yourself, right? Now, get some rest. I'll talk to you soon."

After a moment of silence, Chuuya spoke again, his voice filled with genuine care. "Goodnight. Sleep well love, I'll see you soon."

"Goodnight," you said, hanging up the phone and feeling a sense of comfort wash over yourself. Chuuya's unexpected call had momentarily lifted your spirits, and you couldnt help but smile at the conversation you had with him in the past minute.

You looked at your books before a debating question filled your mind, should you sleep or study?

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[sleepy-eepyy]

Hi! I just discovered your blog and I love it! You're really good at writing, and I'm nut sure if you accept requests but if you do could I ask a chuuya x secretary fem reader?

Thank you!

Omg thank you, you don't know how much that means to me!^^ I'm not sure if you wanted a oneshot or headcanons so I did both! I hope it's good enough :3 𓈒 ﹒ ⟡ 𓂂 ˚ ⟡ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭𓈒 ﹒ ⟡ 𓂂 ˚ ⟡ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭𓈒 ﹒ ⟡ 𓂂 ˚ ⟡ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭𓈒 ﹒ ⟡ 𓂂 ˚ ⟡ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭𓈒 ﹒ ⟡ 𓂂 ˚

HEADCANONS FOR CHUUYA X SECRETARY!FEM!READER

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Before y'all were a thing...

You were his personal secretary—an innocent, non-ability user with no actual connection to the Port Mafia

Your job mostly involved managing his schedule and taking care of some basic paperwork

Every morning, he’d walk in and pass you, and you’d flash him a polite smile and say good morning

At first, he didn’t think much of it; he just assumed you were being friendly since you were new and didn't even acknowledge you

But your smile was completely genuine, and once he figured that out, he couldn’t stop thinking about you it

He actually started looking forward to seeing you, whether it was later that day or the next morning

On your side, you thought he was pretty attractive (duh, he's Chuuya fucking Nakahara)

You even developed a bit of a crush on him. But, deep down, you knew there was no way your relationship could go beyond what it was...

After a few months, your small greetings were acknowledged and returned

And whenever you saw him throughout the day to give him some paperwork or tea or whatever (I headcanon that he drinks tea for his hangovers or headaches) he'd make small talk with you

the sudden change surprised you, really

soon enough he couldn't stop wanting to know more about you, what you were like, what you liked, disliked, etc...

and a small friendship between the two of you blossomed :3

But of course, there was drama...

You thought being one of the port mafia's EXECUTIVES secretary was easy?

When you know just about everything about him- including the fact that there are multiple people after his head? I don't think so.

So the only way for his enemies to get to him without being dropped on the spot was through you :3

So instead of his enemies going after him, they were after you!

And it really concerned Chuuya

Like really badly

To where he'd walk you home every night when you were done with work for the day (Like a gentleman 🤭) One time, you had tried to go by yourself because you felt bad for distracting him from his work, and just because you felt bad. You ended up getting attacked by some guy who had been on you for a while now because he was an enemy of Chuuya. Luckily, Chuuya was smart enough to figure out that you probably tried to walk home alone without him and went looking for you. Just when he had finally found you and was about to call out to you, a man, coming out of nowhere, grabbed you quite harshly and pressed a knife to your neck before you could even scream. Ofc Chuuya beat the guy to a pulp before he could hurt you :3 He immediately checks if you're hurt and if you're okay. When you say you're fine, he slightly relaxes. "The hell were you thinkin' going home by yourself when you know people are after you?" He would say while putting his coat over your shoulders and putting his hand on the small of your back, gently guiding you home...

He's super protective of you now, to say the least.

After he asked you out...

Okay, for starters, the PM (obviously) strictly does not allow dating.

So yours and Chuuya's relationship is a secret

Nothing changed at work and you both agreed that the lovey-dovey couple stuff stays outside of work to avoid suspicion

Staying over at his penthouse was common for you

You'd wait for him to come back home from there since (again) you get off of work a few hours before him

I feel like Chuuya would be really sensual with you whenever had the chance to

Like taking a warm bath together. Having a quiet dinner somewhere fancy or just simply secluded. Or just long meaningful conversations while he holds you securely in his arm and the few occasional kisses on the forehead or temple. Yk, small yet sweet things like that.

When he kisses you, it's either on the forehead or your temple, but when he really has time to relax with you, his kisses are always slow and sensual (Ik, I'm over-using the word, Mb) and full of love

Biting kisses, French kissing, neck and body kisses, and hand kisses (idc, y'all can't convince me that this man doesn't do any of these)

Overall, he's the best bf (ofc) you could ever ask for.

sorry guys, gonna keep this one sfw it was a bit rushed bc I was eternally struggling with it + I had to write a long ass essay for school (they got me so fucked up bro)

Hope you enjoyed tho^^

[callmegreeneyes]

Hi! Can you write chuuya with s/o but only fluff, lots of fluff<3 that's can be scenario with cuddles and kisses?

Take care!

Scenario: Chuuya just got back after a long-time mission, and since you've missed each other, you cuddled on the terrace in front of a starry night.

Pairing: Chuuya x gn!reader

Genre: fluff af ♥️

Type: oneshot

A/N: Hey, hon! Firstly, I am deeply sorry it took me so long, but I haven't been well. Secondly, thank you for your request ♥️ I love this scenario, it's my favorite, and I think it's perfect for Chuuya! This is also my first requested oneshot, so I hope you’ll like it and that it was worth the wait ♥️ thanks again, and take care! !If there are mistakes, I am sorry, but English is not my first language!

Warm Welcome

One, two, three …

You took a sip from the glass of red wine on the wooden table in front of you.

Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten …

The pleasant aroma of the wine made a smile appear on your lips. Despite the penthouse being full of refined bottles and Chuuya telling you to feel just like home, you brought a cheaper one from your small apartment. It wasn’t as exquisite as his, but it was good enough.

Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen …

Before departing for a long mission, Chuuya gave you a copy of his penthouse’s key, giving you the chance to come over anytime you wanted. That day you seemed to miss him more than usual, so you decided to stay for the night at his place. But it wasn’t enough. So, you decided to wear one of his white shirts. You needed to feel him closer.

Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty …

Since you two had started dating, you’ve been more anxious anytime he had a long-time mission. You repeatedly told yourself that it was ridiculous. You both worked for the Port Mafia: you were a subordinate and he was an executive. You knew how dangerous your jobs were, yet you couldn’t do anything about it. You got worried, every single time.

Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four…

For the past weeks, you tried to focus on your work as much as you could, but in your free time, you couldn’t help yourself. Fortunately, you found out that counting stars before going to sleep reduced a bit your anxiety.

Twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight…

To your eyes, they were an array of diamonds and you would have spent the night looking at them.

Only one person made you feel that way.

Suddenly, the gentle wind caressed your cheeks and played with a lock of your hair. You closed your eyes and sighed, cuddled by the night wind.

You were thankful that Chuuya's penthouse had a terrace.

- What you doing outta here?

As soon as you heard that voice, you opened your eyes. You turned to your left and stopped breathing. Chuuya was there, before your very eyes, in his usual work clothes. You couldn’t believe it.

- I-I’m j-just enjoying the night breeze. - you stuttered, taken by surprise. You put a hand on your pumping heart and told it to get a fucking grip.

The redhead sat next to you, on the same small couch. He couldn’t help but notice the red wine on the low table.

- You're treating yourself good, I see. - he smirked.

Expert as he was, he first twirled the wine to make it oxygenate and bring out more aroma. Then he sniffed it and took a sip before frowning. - This is not one of mine.

- I brought it from my apartment. - you replied, taking the drink off of his grip and drinking it.

- Why? Y/N, ya know I don’t lack fine red wines.

You placed the glass on the small table and smiled at him. - I’m well aware, yet at the same time, I know you keep your collection for important occasions.

He brushed a lock of hair away from your face and tucked it behind your ear, a sneaky excuse to graze his fingers along your cheeks. - I see you again after a month. I think it's quite an occasion, don't ya think? - he whispered, inches away from your face.

Your cheeks have grown flushed. In order to hide them, you stood up to get one of his top-notch wines.

- You're not going anywhere. - Chuuya said, grabbing your wrist and pulling you on his lap.

You replied, bewildered. - B-but you just said ...

- I know what I said! - he exclaimed. Then he took a deep breath. - Let’s just do it later ... now, I need you. -. His eyes stared deeply into yours.

You've missed him so much.

You've missed his red curls and the way they tickled your skin, giving you delightful chills on your back.

You've missed his deep, magnetic blue-green eyes and the way they looked at you, longing for you to be his. You didn't remember how many times you've lost yourself in those gems.

You've missed his scent, a mix of cologne and tobacco, that felt almost like home by now.

You realized how much you've missed his lips when he gently cupped your cheeks and kissed you. He could feel the taste of wine on your lips. He found they were sweeter than usual.

He took his gloves off, threw them on the sofa, and brought his hands back to your face. He barely touched you and you felt your heart burning. You've never felt this way before Chuuya. What is this man doing to me?, you thought while softly brushing his neck with your fingers.

About twenty pecks later, your lips got apart and you were even more flustered. - So, how did the mission go? - you asked, trying to shift his attention from your blush.

- Good. Everything went perfectly as planned. - he said, proudly.

- Did you get any injuries?

He shook his head.

- Good. - you sighed out of relief.

You started playing with his hair. - You know ... you could’ve told me you were coming back tonight. I would have prepared something for you.

He wrapped his arms around you and smirked. - Like what?

- Well, I could have cooked dinner …

He laughed slightly. You both remembered the last time you tried to cook. It didn't end very well.

- Hey! I’m getting better! - you protested.

- Oh, is that so? - he said, surprised.

You puffed and started to look at the stars, trying to find other ideas. - Well, otherwise, I would have prepared a hot bubble bath.

He hummed, pleased by your suggestion.

You took it as a sign to continue, so you did. - All accompanied by some candles, your favorite bottle of wine, and maybe some music.

He turned your chin with his hand to meet your eyes. - I would have liked that. - then, again, whispered close to your lips.

- Then, next time warn me when you get back. - you breathed, closing the gap between you.

You started to scratch his neck. You immediately could feel him smiling into the kiss.

The redhead pulled you closer by squeezing your waist. Then, he sweetly bit your lower lip to deepen the kiss, and your tongues initiated a loving slow dance.

Before joining the Port Mafia, you thought you wouldn’t have experienced something like this. You believed that those love stories were just stories.

But then … you met Chuuya.

Thanks to him, you had a chance to discover everything you missed: respect, understanding, trust, friendship, and ... love. You didn’t believe you would have loved someone so much. But, there you were. Kissing the man who stole your heart. Your love for him was so strong that scared you a bit sometimes.

After several minutes, you both were out of oxygen so you broke the succession of kisses.

While catching breath, he noticed what you were wearing. - Angel, is this one of my shirts?

- Yes. - you said, looking at the white item. - Is that a problem?

He shook his head while a small smile appeared on his lips. - No, I think it suits you.

- You do?

Just like you, Chuuya would have never expected to have a serious relationship. He sure had a few affairs through the years, but he never thought he could have trusted someone the way he trusted you. By consequence, he never believed he would have ever been as close to someone as he was to you.

You’ve been dating for about 9 months and, even though it wasn’t such a very long time, for the both of you it was a big deal. You were still exploring your feelings and gradually getting above your boundaries.

He nodded, rubbing your back. - You should wear my clothes more often.

You purred. - Noted.

Chuuya smiled warmly. While he was away, you two barely got in contact because of your schedules. It wasn't necessary for you to say it out loud, it was pretty clear that you wore something of his because you've missed him. That gesture filled his heart with pride and joy. Furthermore, before departing, he secretly took one of your bracelets with him. Anytime he looked at it, it reminded him he had somebody to come home to; then, he would get everything done and over with to come back and see you again.

- I’ve missed you too, by the way. - he whispered to your ear.

You blushed once again. Despite your reasons being implicit, he still figured it out. No one has ever understood you, but him. The feeling was so surreal to you. You started to wonder if you'd been through all you did just to meet him, just to have him in your life.

He caressed your cheek before giving you a kiss.

You both pulled away from each other, and you couldn't hide the smile growing on your lips.

- What about you, babe? What did you do while I was away? - he then asked, brushing his lips against your collarbone. Once again, you could feel shivers down your spine. It took you a couple of seconds to reply.

- Well, I‘ve had some missions. Afterward, I’ve been hanging out with some of the Lizard’s squad and ...

Suddenly, your phone started beeping on the low table. You took it in your hand to look at who was texting you. It was Tachihara.

- Why is he texting you at this time of night? - Chuuya asked, peeking at the sender’s name.

- Well, I’ve been hanging out with him for the past weeks. - you explained, muting your phone and putting it back where it was.

Chuuya groaned. - Couldn’t you hang out with someone else?

You furrowed your eyebrows, confused by his reaction. - Why? What’s wrong with Tachihara?

- He keeps calling you ‘princess’! - he complained.

Your colleague has called you by that stupid nickname since day one. In his opinion, your kind manners and innocent appearance (really unusual features for someone who works in the mafia) justified that nickname. However, you’ve told Tachihara countless times to stop calling you that, but he never did, so you decided to just let him be.

- Chuuya, he does it for mocking me.

- So? It still bothers me, Y/N.

Maybe, I shouldn’t tell him I’ve been hanging out with Dazai too, you thought. You got on pretty well with the guy. You found him amusing and interesting. Nevertheless, you were aware of their extremely difficult relationship. The redhead knew how flirty his ex-partner could be and he didn’t want you any closer to ‘that bastard’.

You leaned closer, inches away from his lips, and looked deep into his eyes with pure adoration. - Well, it shouldn’t. Because I …

You kissed his forehead.

- … only …

You kissed his nose.

- … have …

You kissed his left cheek.

- … eyes …

You kissed his right cheek.

- … for …

You kissed his lips.

- … you.

At first, he got lost in your sparkling e/c eyes. After he heard his pumping heart, he then registered every word (and kiss) you delivered to him. He immediately averted your gaze, trying to hide the blush with his hat.

You, obviously, noticed and giggled. - You’re so cute, Chuu.

- Tsk, shut it. - he murmured, visibly embarrassed.

You smiled widely while taking and caressing the hand that held the hat.

Then, his gaze met yours, and a question peeped in his mind. - You mean it? You only have eyes for me?

Both of you have never been loved for who you really were. That was something you understood very soon.

On your part, at the beginning of your relationship, you hardly adjusted to his luxurious lifestyle and, especially, accepted his glamorous gifts. Not only because you weren’t used to it, but also for reassuring him that you didn’t like him for his money.

Chuuya was surprised by how simple and down-to-earth you were and also relieved that you weren't a gold digger or hungry for power.

He really was incredulous about the fact that you wanted to be with him for his person, and not for his role in the Port Mafia.

And when you understood that giving gifts was one of his love languages, you started to look at them differently. Sure, you still had to tell him not to spend too much money on you, but you warmly kept all his presents. He was always happy seeing you with one of his gifts on, especially on dates.

On his part, Chuuya made some real efforts to make you trust him. Despite his gifts, comforting gestures, and sweet words here and there, you had a hard time removing all the doubts wandering in your mind. Because of your past experiences, you kept fighting against your trust issues. In other words, you were quite the paranoic.

The redhead, having the same issues as you, knew the feeling. And since you pushed all the right buttons for him to trust you, he was determined to reciprocate. He wanted you to feel at ease around him and, to your surprise, he achieved his aim. You don't even know how he has done it, but it wasn't important. When you realized that you could put faith in him, you felt blessed.

You two couldn’t have asked for anyone better.

You knew he was wearing his heart on his sleeve, same as you, and that's why your expression was deadly serious. - Yeah, I truly mean it. - you said, pressing a gentle kiss on the back of his hand.

Chuuya was totally mesmerized by your actions and couldn't do anything else but look at you like he was under an enchantment.

You pulled him by the collar of his shirt and whispered in his ear. - Let me show you.

You started to leave delicate kisses all over his neck, his hair ruffling between your fingers. You worshipped the man and you wanted to let him know. He deserved it.

Chuuya closed his eyes, relaxing under your graceful touch. You’ve always treated him with the utmost care and kindness and although he couldn’t understand the reason for you to do so, he inevitably surrendered to you.

When your kisses reached his jawline, he clutched you tight.

- I wish we'd spend more time together. - the redhead said, rubbing your back.

- Me too. But we already talked about it, remember? - you replied, still peppering him with small lazy kisses.

You discussed this topic several times. You guys tried to organize your different schedules to find extra time for yourselves. But nonetheless, it was harder than you thought. Firstly, Chuuya was an executive so his tasks were not just more difficult, but they required more time to accomplish; you were an ordinary subordinate and because of that you had more missions on your agenda. Secondly, your jobs were often unpredictable so you could have been called into duty anytime and your missions could have lasted longer. Thirdly, most of the time, when you were done with your tasks you both were exhausted.

You both struggled a lot. But even one hour together was worth the effort.

However, Chuuya was a man full of surprises. - Well, I might have a proposal. - he revealed, smiling smugly.

You stopped your actions and curiously looked at him. - Really? That is?

For unexplainable reasons, the way he looked at you got you nervous.

- Move in with me. - he breathed, staring deep into your eyes.

May I have drunk too much wine?, you asked yourself. You couldn't believe your ears. - Say again?

He took your hand and started to draw small circles on it with his thumb. - Move in with me. - he securely repeated.

You knew him enough to know that he wouldn't have done or said something that he hadn't wanted to; but, at the same time, you'd be lying if you didn't know how impulsive he could be.

Maybe he pronounced those words because we were apart for four long weeks, you believed. - Chuuya ... have you thought this through?

Little did you know he had been thinking about it for some time.

He imagined waking up next to you every single day, giving you good morning kisses, and keeping you in bed, despite your sayings about being late for work.

He imagined you having breakfast together, with you telling him what you had dreamed about during the night and informing one another about your plans for the day.

He imagined intertwining your hand or holding your thigh on the drive to work and giving you a hidden kiss before parting.

He imagined getting back home and cooking dinners together, by the sound of your laughter and smooches.

He imagined having more time for indoor and outdoor dates.

He imagined spending weekends in bed and cuddling in each others' arms.

He imagined giving you goodnight kisses and sleeping together.

Someone would say he almost planned everything.

He had no doubts about it. All he wanted was you, every part of you.

At first, he felt nervous thinking about asking you. He attempted to do it again and again, but every single time your piercing gaze left him petrified and breathless. When you asked if there was something wrong, his cheeks went scarlet.

Though, his long-time period mission gave him the chance to prepare himself and now he couldn't wait any longer. He was more than ready.

- Yes. I’m serious about us. - he declared, kissing your knuckles. His ardent eyes fixed intensely on yours, diving into the depth of your soul looking for a glimpse of something. An affirmative response from you. - So ... will you?

You have never lived with anyone before and you didn't believe you would in the future. You've always been alone. And despite being in a relationship with Chuuya for nine months, you hardly acknowledged when you thought about it.

In a corner of your mind, you thought he would have got tired of you eventually and left you. Just like everybody. But in Chuuya's case, it was different. You always considered the redhead like a star: so bright and beautiful, yet so unreachable and out of your league. In your opinion, he deserved so much better than you.

And although you've told yourself to live this relationship day by day, enjoying the present and not questioning the future ... now you had to face what your future together would have been.

Because this wonderful star wanted you to live with him.

You were incredulous. You didn't know how all this could have been possible still, you were over the moon. You would have joined that precious star. You repeatedly nodded while a cute smile crept on your lips. - Yes. I will.

He smiled widely and pulled you into his embrace once again.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, holding him as close to you as possible. You wanted to cry out of joy. You’ve never even dreamed of such a thing.

- If you don’t have to work, you can move in tomorrow. - he said, brushing your hair.

You pulled away a little from the hug and nodded again.

- Then, we can go to our favorite Italian restaurant. - he sweetly whispered, an inch from your lips.

You couldn’t control the big smile on your face or the sparkles filling your eyes. It wasn't just happiness. It was something bigger and you could feel it because your heart was about to explode. - You don’t know how much I love you. - you breathed, pressing your lips onto his.

Begrudgingly, he broke the kiss and stared at you. - What?

It took you a couple of seconds to realize what just happened. Then, you froze. Shit. Apparently, he really didn’t know how much you loved him. He didn’t know at all.

You mentally slapped yourself. My stupid mouth. Couldn't I just shut up and kiss him?

You had never told him you loved him and in that moment, you had no idea what to do.

- Y/N. You just said you love me ... is that true? - he asked, studying your expression.

Your hands started to sweat. You didn’t want to confess, or at least not in this manner. But it was too late to go back on your feet. You had to be honest with him.

Despite you getting anxious, he deserved to know the truth. - Y-yes, it’s t-true. - you admitted, your voice shaky.

He furrowed his brow. - Why didn’t you tell me?

You answered trying your best not to avert his gaze. - I didn’t know if we were on the same page and I was afraid that if I had told you I would have scared you away. I indeed would have waited longer to tell ...

Chuuya abruptly interrupted you. - When did you think you would have told me?

- At the right time. -. You were not only afraid of scaring him away, but you were scared to be vulnerable too.

In the past, every time you trusted people, you always found yourself to be the only one in pain.

- If you don’t feel the same, it’s fine. -. It's a lie, a voice sang in your head.

Time by time, you grew to learn that if you opened your heart to someone, your heart would have been the one bleeding.

- But, please tell me. - you begged, holding your breath.

When you joined the Port Mafia, you believed that your policy would have been perfect for that kind of environment.

You didn't know how wrong you were.

In one of the most dangerous and cruel organizations, you unexpectedly found the truest relationships you've ever had.

And when you realized you were in love with him, you decided to keep it to yourself. You guessed you were just waiting to be ready to completely open your heart.

Fortunately, once again, Chuuya proved you had no reason to be afraid.

He sighed. - You’re such an idiot sometimes …

- I was j-just trying to p-protect me from … - you tried to reply, but he cut you off again.

- … but I still love you.

Everything stopped. The time, your breathing. You opened your mouth, trying to formulate a complete sense sentence, but no words came out. The only thing you could do was stare at him.

The redhead started to stroke your hair, encouraging you to speak your thoughts. - Y/N?

Your heart was racing and your head was spinning. You replied, stuttering. - … Y-you do?

- Yeah. I do love you. - he replied, his hands cupping your face.

You didn't doubt the truthfulness of his words, but a thought landed in your mind. - W-wait… if you love me, why haven't you said anything either?

- I wanted it to be special. - he explained, caressing your soft cheeks. - That's why I asked you to dinner at our first date's restaurant.

Just like you, Chuuya was waiting for the right moment. But, for different reasons.

He's never told anyone those three little words and since he knew you've never heard them, he wanted to do something unique. He has been planning to tell you for a while.

Firstly, he would have taken you where you had your first date. You two would have had a beautiful dinner, accompanied by suffused lights, sweet melodies, and a romantic panoramic view of Yokohama.

Then, he would have taken you for a walk near the river because he knew how much you liked night walks and the moon’s reflection on the water.

Afterward, you two would have gotten back to his penthouse and he would have given you a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

And, after a couple of sips from a bottle of red wine, you would have danced on the terrace under the starry night with the only sound of your beating hearts.

That.

That would have been the moment.

The moment you would have learned about his love towards you.

In front of those words, you felt guilty. He was so passionate and sweet ... and you were the worst. - I shouldn't have said anything.

Being aware of how romantic he was, you were a hundred percent sure that he already had planned something. - I ruined your plans. - you groaned, hiding your face behind your hands.

His eyes softened. He found you so cute.

- You did not. - he said, uncovering your face. - This won't change my plans.

You tilted your head. - You sure?

He nodded and looked at you affectionately. - I’m glad you told me. - he reassured you, kissing your forehead.

You could see his gleaming eyes were sincere and that made your heart get warm. - And thank you for loving me. - he added in a whisper.

You’ve never felt so lucky in your whole life. - I should be the one thanking you.

Chuuya stared deep into your eyes and you couldn't resist any longer. Your hands slithered up his neck and you leaned in to meet his lips. The kiss was gentle and sweet. He put his hands around your hips and kissed you back again and again and again.

Next, he paused and rested his forehead on yours. - Tell me again.

You looked at him lovingly. - I love you, Chuuya Nakahara. - you breathed, unable to hide a smile.

The redhead's heart started racing like crazy. He pulled you closer by wrapping his arms around you, hugging you tightly, and pressing his lips on yours once again. Your hands slowly reached his face and gently cupped his cheeks.

- I love you so damn much, Y/N Y/S. - he sweetly whispered between kisses.

Kiss by kiss, your mouth opened slightly and you could feel his tongue against your own. Then, Chuuya brought a hand up to clutch your hair, pulling you even deeper into the heavenly kiss and sending shivers down your back.

As the kiss intensified, you brought your hand behind his head, his hair ruffling between your fingers, and Chuuya lightly moaned into your mouth because of your enchanting touch.

The kiss got so passionate that you both sank deeper and deeper into each other, totally lost by the intensity of your actions.

When you finally pulled away, you both were out of breath. Chuuya stroked your cheek as he broke into a smile when his eyes met yours again.

- I think it's the perfect time for a 1964 Romanée-Conti bottle now. - he suggested, smirking.

You gulped. Saying that bottle of wine was expensive was an euphemism. - Chuu, you sure? I know it's very pricey. - you said, scratching the back of his neck.

- Yeah, 'm sure. - he replied, pecking your cheek. - And since I liked your earlier idea, what do you say you take two glasses and the wine while I take care of the hot bubble bath, mh? - he whispered against your lips.

- I’d love it. - you answered, kissing him one last time.

Chuuya took you in his arms and went inside to celebrate your relationship’s new chapter surrounded by bubbles and perfume.

Afterward, you both spent the rest of the night peacefully sleeping between the sheets of your soon-to-be shared bed.

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[grymmnox]

weekly fic recs #32

i currently have 21 ao3 tabs open on my phone to read later since i have no self-control so! be ready for that next week

fandom(s): bungo stray dogs, my hero academia

ship(s): soukoku, shin soukoku, and ofc some gen fics

Oneshots

sweet tooth for you (my honeydew); xxalwayssofia - bungo stray dogs

teen and up | 2.8k words | chuuya/dazai

summary:

Dazai and Chuuya, seventeen; them being them in a very important Port Mafia executives-only meeting.

(soukoku being soukoku and mori kicking them out; that's the fic)

seven drink chuuya; xxalwayssofia - bungo stray dogs

teen and up | 3.6k words | chuuya/dazai

summary:

As fitting of an executive who enjoys the finer pleasures in life, namely alcohol; Chuuya has the tendency to ramble about certain things that seriously nobody wants to hear about.

Alternatively, his drinking partners finally understand the true horrors of a seriously drunk Chuuya.

Family; setosdarkness - bungo stray dogs

teen and up | 3.7k words | chuuya/dazai, akutagawa & atsushi & chuuya & dazai

summary:

Chuuya is considered by everyone to be the most eligible bachelor in the entire Yokohama medical community. In the same vein, everyone also ignores Dazai’s (very loud) delusions about being in a heart-pounding, sickeningly-sweet lovey-dovey marriage with Chuuya.

…which is why, everyone is also surprised that for this year’s Bring Your Family to Work Day, the two doctors show up together with two kids.

“Oh god, Dazai-sensei, did you actually kidnap two children just so you could continue your claims about having married Chuuya-sensei?!” “Ah! I knew it! I knew Dadzai is too average-looking to score someone as lovely as Papa! Papa just got tricked into marrying him!”

Complete Fics

allergic to a chibi; lunariclipse - bungo stray dogs

general audiences | 2 chapters, 8.4k words | chuuya/dazai, dazai & yosano, chuuya & yosano

summary:

“Is it possible to be allergic to someone?” Someone, not something, not some food—but someone.

Yosano did not hear wrong. This idiot is really asking if it’s possible to be allergic to another human being. Another human being.

“Or at least, I think I’m allergic to the chibikko.” Dazai’s lips jut out like it’s unfair that this is the case. A non-existent case.

(aka: Dazai is emotionally constipated and Yosano’s mission is to pull the confession out of him. Mission Soukoku)

Driven by the Light of the Night; The_notorious_subhuman_freakshow - bungo stray dogs

teen and up | 11 chapters, 84k words | dazai & OC, atsushi & dazai, dazai & kunikida, ango & dazai, chuuya/dazai, akutagawa & atsushi, akutagawa & dazai | READ TAGS

summary:

In the fallout of the ADA solving another case and saving Yokohama once more, Dazai soon discovers that a child left behind in the wreckage is his— a result of a one-night stand one year after leaving the Port Mafia. He has no idea what'll come of it. The only thing that's certain is that she needs someone.

Pandemic; setosdarkness - bungo stray dogs

teen and up | 5 chapters, 12.5k words | chuuya/dazai

summary:

Dazai catches the Hanahaki Disease. Mori, not wanting to lose his best Executive, gives Chuuya a mission – to help Dazai recover by any means possible, including having him fall in love with someone else who can reciprocate his feelings.

living a double life; lunariclipse - bungo stray dogs

general audiences | 3 chapters, 8.4k words | chuuya/dazai, atsushi & dazai, dazai & kunikida, ADA & dazai, akutagawa/atsushi

summary:

“And why would we adopt a child?” he allows the brush of lips against his own before turning away to sip from his wine. His blue eyes curiously observes Dazai’s relaxed pose, a contrast to his sudden question.

“Isn’t that what married couples do? Have a child,” Dazai looks up at him from under his lashes. Lashes that fan over tinted cheeks. He’s drunk, how cute.

(aka: Soukoku are secretly married and they get busted after two years of adoption)

Waiting for Godot; eternal_aegis - bungo stray dogs

teen and up | 2 chapters, 8.5k words | dazai & fyodor, chuuya/dazai

summary:

A conversation on a road that doesn't exist on any map, between two men who have mixed views on existence, and the burning question of how they got there in the first place.

Then, there is an aftermath, and another road that has yet to be rebuilt.

Dostoyevsky stops, frowning. "I suppose it would make sense if you and I are the only ones left. What kind of diction made the Book determine that, though, is beyond me."

"It must be killing you," Dazai smiles, "not being able to decide whether we are alive and in a world where you wrote in the Book, not knowing it would interpret your vision as a request to erase all of humanity, or whether we are both dead, and somehow, we are each other's personal Hell."

Can I Help You? -- Or, The Hilariously Iconic Yet Accidentally Romantic Tale Of The Bookshop Cashier Who Never Read And The Literature Major Who Couldn't Stop; EuGrace - bungo stray dogs

teen and up | 21 chapters, 89.4k words | chuuya/dazai | READ TAGS

summary:

“Can I help you?” Chuuya said, not moving from his position or even putting down his phone. (Just because he has to look over the store today doesn’t mean he has to be employee of the month).   Dazai pursed his lips. “I .. had a hold on a Centennial copy of Ernest Hemingway’s The Sun Also Rises but I can’t find it in the back.”   “The century copy of who now?”   Dazai’s silent groan from earlier came back as an internal scream.

Or, Yet Another Soukoku Bookshop College AU, But This Time It’s Written By An English Major

Incomplete Fics

Switched; pickleurpickle - bungo stray dogs

teen and up | 3/5 chapters, 9.9k words | chuuya/dazai, chuuya & dazai | READ TAGS

summary:

A time ability switches twenty-two year old Chuuya with his seventeen year old counterpart, leaving himself stuck in the past with a teenage Dazai and the current Dazai with a teenage Chuuya in the future.

They learn things about eachother that they were both too stupid to realise as kids.

Or: literally just hurt/comfort for both of them but make it more comedic funny

Be like them (lean back and breathe); Anonymous - bsd/mha fusion

mature | 1/? chapters, 3.8k words | chuuya/dazai | READ TAGS

summary:

Two years after Verlaine is defeated, Chuuya finally agrees to leave with him. And what better place to ‘hide in plain sight’ than a major hero hotspot like Musutafu?

OR

Verlaine and Chuuya try (and mostly fail) to live a normal life in hero society. Meanwhile, Dazai flourishes in the Armed Detective Agency, but never stops looking for his lost dog.

The ocean is not a great place to try dying.; koogi123 - bsd/mha fusion

teen and up | 1/2 chapters, 12.5k words | dazai & midoriya | READ TAGS

summary:

“Mmm.. Two hours, at most. The waves just kept pushing me back to the surface, honestly- in hindsight, the ocean isn’t the best place to drown quickly. Unless you want to swim farther out at sea, even then there’s no guarantee that the water will be still!”

“...Dazai…” Izuku suddenly sounds exasperated. “..Yeah. The river could’ve worked better.” He deadpans.

Dazai bursts into laughter.

//In which Izuku finds Dazai washed up on the beach he was cleaning. They form.. Some sort of friendship.

[sskk-ao3feed]

Dazai's Birthday Dice

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/SC2Ivos by MoonlightSP "Sit in a circle, come on!" He happily patted the floor next to him. "A-tsu-shi!! Sit here!" The more nervous and polite weretiger stepped over, hesitantly taking the seat which was saved for him. On the other side of Dazai was Ryuunosuke, who caught the seat with all his luck.   Soon, Akiko, Kyoka, Ryuunosuke, Kunkida, Chuuya, Kenji, Jun'ichiro, Atsushi, and Dazai were all seated in a circle. "Allllright! We'll take turns rolling the dice and go counter-clockwise until every single side of the dice has been seen!" Dazai grinned with a wink. Words: 2216, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Tanizaki Junichirou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Miyazawa Kenji (Bungou Stray Dogs), Izumi Kyouka (Bungou Stray Dogs), Yosano Akiko (Bungou Stray Dogs), Kunikida Doppo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Miyazawa Kenji's Cows (Bungou Stray Dogs), Rashomon (Bungou Stray Dogs) Relationships: Akutagawa Ryuunosuke/Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu & Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke & Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu & Kunikida Doppo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Kunikida Doppo & Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Kunikida Doppo & Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Kunikida Doppo & Yosano Akiko (Bungou Stray Dogs) Additional Tags: Comedy, Dazai's birthday 2024, shin soukoku, Soukoku, No Smut, Oneshot, bungo stray dogs - Freeform read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/SC2Ivos

[chuuyrr]

Hello 👋 I just read the oneshot where scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader gets kidnapped by the higher ups after she saved and helped everyone from the shibuya incident and I wanted to ask for a platonic! bungo stray dogs x scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader where at the time that the higher ups and zenin weren’t paying attention the reader thinks they want to be somewhere far away and with someone they feel safe with and the first person that comes to mind is Dazai and subconsciously her magic takes her to his world - with Chuuya - and as soon as she sees him she runs up crying and hugging him. Just imagine how the armed detective agency plus Chuuya would feel when they find out that the higher ups were considering execution just for saving and helping everyone.

scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader goes to bsd for comfort

jujutsu kaisen x reader x bungou stray dogs

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): spoilers for jujutsu kaisen (shibuya arc) and bungou stray dogs, subtle reference to multiverse of madness (dr strange to america), light theme of angst with major themes of fluff and comfort, soukoku being parents

╰➤ PAIRING(s): platonic! bungou stray dogs x reader (mostly dazai osamu and nakahara chuuya, and armed detective agency), platonic! jujutsu kaisen x reader (gojo satoru)

hello!! tysm for requesting and for being patient. this is just like reader getting kidnapped except reader goes to dazai and chuuya instead of sukuna via astral projection, and reader’s execution is being strongly considered instead of her just being given away to the zenin clan. ♡

despite knowing you are in the custody and protection of gojo satoru, the higher-ups have decided to take you away from your adoptive father. when you first demonstrated your chaos magic at tokyo jujutsu technical school, they perceived you as a threat.

your immense power was nothing compared to their cursed energy, and that was the problem: it wasn't cursed energy. gojo satoru had been successful in keeping you safe until two things happened.

you had not only used your own powers to free gojo from the prison realm, but you had also brought back two jujutsu criminals, fushiguro toji and geto suguru. you posed a far greater threat than itadori yuuji, who carries the king of curses within him. you were also too young and inexperienced to do such things, despite the fact that you were capable of doing so.

it was already too late. despite being the one who saved everyone from the shibuya incident, your involvement with jujutsu sorcerers and criminals, as well as your true identity and the gift you possessed, had already spread among the big three clans and the higher ups.

you were capable of wreaking havoc and turning reality to whatever you want, as the elders and the rest of the big clans say. 

sure, it was probably pathetic that you were allowing yourself to be kept by the zenin clan and the higher-ups right now, but you refused to hurt anyone. no matter what the prophecies said, no matter what the old lady and the darkhold said about you and your destiny, you would only use your chaos magic for good, just as gojo taught you and just as you promised.

so, the elders' words had gotten to you and successfully manipulated you into believing you were a threat to humanity—both to jujutsu sorcerers and non-jujutsu sorcerers alike—and that it would be better for you to be executed instead. you couldn't help but be afraid of the higher-ups and zenins who took you away from gojo and your family figures.

you couldn't stop crying as you curled into a ball in the room they put you in, or more like, literally threw you in. you were so tired of screaming and wailing to be let out of the scary-looking, dim and windowless room filled with talismans they hoped would keep your chaos magic at bay (even though it was incredibly useless because your chaos magic isn't even cursed energy anyway) that all you could do was silently cry your heart out in the hopes that gojo or anyone you knew and loved would come in to free you and take you away.

your lips quivered, and tears streamed down your cheeks. you leaned against the door, hearing the same voices that had labeled you a threat, and you couldn't help but feel a horrible shiver run down your spine.

“you've seen what that monstrous child is capable of!”

“fushiguro [name] must be executed immediately. it's only a matter of time before she turns against us.”

“she had already brought her biological father and geto suguru back to life, and we know that gojo satoru taking custody of her isn't helping. she cannot control her abilities!”

execution? they were going to have you killed!

you crawled away from the door, feeling your chest painfully heave up and down, oxygen being drained from your lungs.

you were hyperventilating. your pupils dilated as your heart raced and thumped loudly against your chest with fear. as knocks resounded from the locked door, every inch of your dread and despair was visible on your face. in a panic, your gaze darted around the room.

with no other option, you subconsciously tapped into your abilities and found yourself activating your universe traveling powers as a means of escape, bringing your desire to be somewhere far away from them and with someone you feel safe to fruition. the elders and zenins were stunned to find you gone without a trace as they darted inside as the room's doors swung open.

“[name] has escaped!” one of the elders scowled, “quick! alert everyone! the child couldn’t have gone that far.”

“she probably went to see gojo satoru and the others! have people come for them in case she's with them!” exclaimed another.

while the higher-ups and the rest of the zenin went to look for you back at home, you happened upon the streets of the ever-familiar port city, which had both modern and nostalgic buildings from another universe.

your helpless tiny figure ran through the streets, exhaustion from using your abilities catching up with you until you spotted a familiar face, whom your chaos magic and thoughts had led you to.

you yelped and screamed for his attention with all your might, "d-dazai-nii!”

the messy short-haired brunet turned around, along with his ever-present hot-headed ginger companion with whom he was bickering, to see you. both dazai and chuuya were taken aback when they saw you running towards them with watery yet puffy red eyes.

“[name]-chan!” dazai exclaimed, watching you wrap your tiny arms around his legs the moment you arrived before you broke down in a full-blown sob.

“h-hey! what’s wrong? chibi?!” chuuya stared down at you, blinking profusely as a worried expression crossed his face, “who did it?!”

you didn't respond to chuuya, instead continuing to whimper gibberish sobs that he and dazai couldn't understand. dazai then promptly picked you up and drew you into his embrace. your hands were clammy as you gripped him with your nails so tightly that he could feel you claw at him almost like a cat out of desperation.

together with chuuya, dazai felt your body tremble and heard your erratic breathing. Both of them exchanged glances. they had never seen you look so shaken before, and they were worried for you.

“hey, now. hey.” as chuuya rubbed your back for comfort, dazai began to cradle you and brush loose strands of your hair away from your face, “easy, you’re okay. you're okay.”

“the crowd might be adding to her stress,” chuuya speculated, unable to hold back his sympathy as he stared at your tear-stricken face as you continued to cry before looking around to find people staring at him, dazai, and you with strange looks, “i think you should bring [name] to the agency now.”

dazai nodded in agreement, but as he started walking back with you in his arms, you reached out your hand to the ginger-haired mafioso.

“chuuya-nii..” you sputtered out, “d-don’t..”

“e-eh?” chuuya stared at you in confusion, “what is it, chibi? what do you want?”

"what's the matter, little belladonna?" dazai inquired, trying to take your hand in his. “we’re going to the armed detective agency.”

“don't leave..” you sniffled as you stared at the ginger haired mafioso with a teary-eyed gaze, slumping over dazai's shoulder and trying to reach him, “chuuya-nii..”

“i think.. [name]-chan wants you to come with us at the armed detective agency..” dazai's sweat dropped.

“what?! why?” chuuya's eyes widened as stepped back in surprise, “i can't go!”

despite chuuya's reputation as an executive of the underground organization port mafia, he couldn't help but feel remorse and eventually give in when he saw you staring at him with those teary eyes. you looked both sad and scared, even with dazai cradling you to calm you down, making it extremely difficult for him to resist you at all.

so, with a deep breath, the ginger-haired port mafia executive entered the door leading to the armed detective agency's office wherein he was welcomed by atsushi screaming in surprise; ranpo having his snack fall from his mouth; kunikida breaking a pencil; junichiro and kyouka dropping a stack of reports on the floor; naomi and kirako dropping the trays of snacks and drinks; yosano freezing on the spot; and lastly, fukuzawa losing his deadpan facade as soon as he stepped inside; him carrying a tear-stricken you in his embrace instead as he and dazai entered.

“what's going what's on?!” yelped atsushi, staring fearfully at the mafioso as kunikida, ranpo, yosano, naomi, and junichiro stood their ground, kirako and naomi stepping back behind fukuzawa, “why is a port mafia executive here?!”

“[name]-chan's crying!” kirako pointed at you.

“alright, everyone, calm down,” dazai said casually, waving his hands in the air, “i know what this looks like.”

“dazai, what is the meaning of this?” fukuzawa hardened his voice before turning to face chuuya, who held you close to his chest with a profound serious look.

“don't tell us you're going to negociate with us while holding [name] hostage!” naomi said angrily, glaring at chuuya.

“can you guys stop being annoying for a goddamn second?!” chuuya couldn't hold his annoyance in any longer, and he finally snapped, “i'm not holding the kid hostage, and let me just clarify that i didn't make her cry either!”

“then, why are you here?” kunikida pressed on, raising a brow.

you sniffled quietly, answering on chuuya's behalf, causing all eyes to soften as they fell on you,, “i didn't want chuuya-nii to leave..”

the armed detective agency (with the exception of dazai) were all baffled, their expressions now amusing yet incomprehensible.

“..chuuya-nii?”

dazai confirmed as he tried to hold back his laughter, “yes, you heard that right. nakahara chuuya-kun over here is acquainted with our little belladonna over here.”

“damnit, shut up!” chuuya scoffed, his gaze drawn away from them, mostly to hide the blush of red on his cheekbones from embarrassment. “you guys make it sound weird when you say it instead of [name]!”

oh, the things chuuya do for you.

“then, why is she crying?” junichiro inquired, furrowing his brows and motioning over you.

“[name] hasn't really told us about that part yet.” dazai scratched the nape of his neck with a sheepish smile, “but she insisted on having him come with us, and she was already crying when we saw her.”

“is that so?” as they shifted towards your sniffling form, fukuzawa's eyes and tone of voice softened. “then, why are you crying [name]?”

“i ran away from home.” you slowly fessed up the reason you were here, wiping the tears from your eyes.

“you ran away? why?” atsushi's face faltered into a frown as he asked after the president did.

“the higher-ups wants to execute me,” with that, your lips trembled and you sobbed once more. everyone in the room was stunned by your confession. “they took me from my daddy and locked me up somewhere dark with lots of paper and no windows, and i heard them say that.”

chuuya's grip on you tightened at that moment, prompting you to look at him and notice him clench his jaw angrily. in fact, everyone was overcome with rage toward higher-ups just like him. however, unlike chuuya, dazai and the rest of the armed detective agency were doing their best to remain calm.

“why the hell would they do that to you?” chuuya managed out, “huh?”

“i.. i don't know..” you muttered sadly, “all i did was bring my uncle and real daddy back and defeating the bad guy that prisoned daddy and responsible for shibuya along with some curses.”

“bring your uncle and real dad back?” junichiro asked in confusion, “prisoned? what?”

“[name] means that she revived them,” ranpo explained, drawing everyone's attention to him and his glasses, “and by bad guy, she's talking about the person who wreaked havoc in her home and sealed her dad, gojo satoru—the one she claims is the strongest jujutsu sorcerer alive and resembles dazai.”

“[name] can bring people back to life?” yosano's eyes widened.

“getting back to the point, why are they executing you if you saved everyone?” despite ranpo's deduction, kunikida was still perplexed by one thing, “i mean, from the looks of it, you didn't do anything wrong.”

“that's actually quite obvious,” ranpo said, pushing his glasses closer to the bridge of his nose, “the higher-ups see [name] as a threat. she is literally a being capable of traveling through universes and warping reality. in short, they are terrified of what she is capable of.”

“and what the higher-ups and, i believe, the zenin clan, who are also involved in this, cannot control, they pose as a threat.” dazai recalled the first time he met you and how you ended up telling him you were nearly kidnapped by the zenin clan while he fed you omurice.

“i'm not a monster.. am i?” your teary eyes fell to the floor as you swallowed hard, “i would never hurt anyone.. i made a promise to my daddy that i would only use my powers for good..”

everyone looked at you with sympathy and sadness. this was no doubt extremely difficult for you, and honestly, chuuya was the one who most understood how you felt right now. like the gravity manipulator and vessel of arahabaki, having his ability, or rather power, makes him question if he's even a human at all because it feels so heavy on his part, like a burden; a curse, despite the fact that neither of you two asked to be born as such.

having people fear you, seeing you as a monster or threat, messes with your head a lot, especially if you're a child, which you are.

you raised your eyes to see dazai looking at you with a small smile. “you're not a monster.”

“how do you know that?” you frowned, obviously still believing what the higher-ups and zenins said about you, “i can hurt people. i can't control my powers. i don't know how. everything i do just happens.”

“but you still choose to be kind, don't you?” dazai asked, causing your eyes to widen.

“dazai is right. even if you have a powerful ability far greater than ours or anyone else's, you choose to use it for good.” fukuzawa backed up dazai's words with his own.

“and think about it, [name]-chan.” ranpo continued, “your chaos magic always takes you where you need to go and brings about the good you desire.”

hearing ranpo's words reminded you of the first time you encountered their universe. How your chaos magic alerted you to atsushi being injured and in need of assistance, how your abilities helped you patch him up, get you and dazai out of trouble when atsushi and kunikida chased after you, how you used it to help them with their detective work, and even how it led you to this moment, of going to dazai and chuuya, the people who strongly remind you of gojo satoru and your dead uncle, geto suguru

you inquired, your eyes brightening with hope and anticipation, “then, what am i? who am i?”

chuuya turned you around to face him, and despite his smile, his eyes were filled with sympathy and sorrow. “you're very much human, just like me. just like everybody else,” he said, his gaze telling you exactly how much he had been through.

“and most importantly, you're fushiguro [name]-chan. our little universe traveling kid.” dazai approached you, gently removing you from chuuya's to hold you in his arms instead, “my little belladonna.”

“the armed detective agency's newest sharpest detective.” yosano expressed with a closed-eye smile as she folded her arms across her chest.

“you're like a little sister to me.” kyouka muttered quietly.

“us too!” junichiro exclaimed along with his sister, naomi.

hearing everyone's words, you felt as if a weight had been lifted off your shoulders and, at the same time, as if you had seen the light at the end of a very dark tunnel. finally, you had broken free from the manipulative and fear-inducing words that the higher-ups and zenins had trapped you in.

ranpo was right. your chaos magic always knows exactly where to take you, how to help you, and how to keep you safe. you had always been the one in control of it. even if you don't need to cast any incantations, your heart's desire will always come into reality.

you were the scarlet witch, and being endowed with such great power does not make you any less human.

“everyone...” your lips trembled once more, a fresh hot stream of tears threatening to spill from the brim of your eyes, but not out of sadness. instead, it was out of pure joy.

“it's okay.” dazai whispered in your ear, patting your back comfortingly as he held you close to his chest, “cry as many tears you want. don't hold them back. we're right here.”

“i'm sorry for crying so much...” you sputtered out, burying your face in dazai's shoulder and wrapping your tiny arms around his neck to conceal yourself.

“i just told you, it's alright.” dazai's chest rumbled as a chuckle escaped his lips, which were adorned with a genuine smile.

you couldn't help but feel your heart skip a beat when you felt a pair of lips press against the top of your head and a pair of arms hold you so closely yet gently, making you cry once more. dazai osamu had a striking resemblance to your beloved father, gojo satoru. the warmth and safety you felt were identical to gojo's comfort.

even when you're not exactly home, your heart is in the right place. it's always with him, and it's always with your family.

[mayday505]

6k WORDS BABY IM THRIVING IM SLAYING SO HARD THE FIC IT'S COMING TOGETHERRR!!!!!

(Soukoku oneshot I promise i will start Yosano Mafia AU stuff soon tho omg)

This fic is titled "For I'm starting to learn I may never be free" from Drunk Walk Home by Mitski (because I heavily associate this song with Chuuya)

It is a oneshot (WIP) based off this tumblr post I wrote a while back, essentially me angstifying S1 Ep9 for no reason other than Dazai is my 100% kin and I'm bullying him in favour of giving therapy to Chuuya my 80% kin, because kinning Dazai is embarrassing for me when I've always been a self-proclaimed Chuuya kin.

(these two extracts are from different parts of the fic btw and do not run on into each other so bare that in mind!!!)

OKAY TAKE THIS!! *throws it and runs away*

[24hlevi]

Hello, can I request oneshot for chuuya and a fem reader, where she gets hurt during an argument with him and how they made up after that. Thank you.

this is short im sorry but i hope you enjoy it

Pairing: Nakahara Chūya X Fem!Reader

Warnings: drunk chūya being an asshole and hitting you

this had happened on multiple occasions now, where chūya would get drunk and end up saying hurtful things to you that often had no meaning and weren’t meant to be said. but for some reason that you didn’t know, it was more today.

chūya had been drinking since he arrived at your shared apartment which was at 9pm, it was now 1am and he was still there, sitting in front of the tv on the couch with a bottle in his hand along with more that were on the table beside him and some on the ground in front of him.

walking into the living room, you leaned against the wall and looked at him before speaking, “are you coming to bed soon?”

“no.” the male answered shortly, taking a drink from the bottle.

you let out a short sigh, knowing that would be his answer. “well, i’m going to bed, so if you’d come with it’d be nice.”

“i said no.” chūya spat out, turning his head away from the tv so he could look at you. “why can’t you sleep by yourself? you a baby again? i didn’t ask you to stay up.”

here it goes again, the words spewing out of his mouth without him even thinking or realizing what he’s saying.

“i know, but you never sleep beside me when you’re drunk. i just thought-“

“you thought what, huh? go ahead, enlighten me with what insult you’re going to throw at me because i’m a man who likes to have a drink once in a while.”chūya cut you off, standing up and stumbling over towards you where he stopped right in front of you.

“you know it’s not just once in a while, chūya.” you retorted, not wanting to back down from him again.

one of his eyebrows cocked upward, and he stared you down with an angry glare. “are you accusing me of being an alcoholic? listen, i have a hard ass job so i drink so i can release that stress, but you just cause more and more for me that i drink more! you are always pestering me and telling me what to do!”

“oh i’m the one telling you what to do?! we both know it’s the other way around, you asshole!” you yelled back at him. “if i bother you so much then why don’t we just break up?!”

chūya threw the bottle in his hand onto the ground as he grabbed you by the neck and pressed your back against the wall, his fingers curling around to choke you. “i’m the asshole? because i can’t stand being around you sometimes? you’re the one that ruins everything everywhere you go, ain’t that right? you know it is.”

you could feel the passageway where air was supposed to come in close up the moment his hand wrapped around your neck and he actually started to choke you. “chūya, stop.” you gasped out.

“shut the fuck up when i’m talking.” the male didn’t notice that he was restricting air from leading to your lungs as his grip tightened. “you just want me to feel bad for you, don’t ya? well i’m fucking sick of it, y/n. you always play the victim and i have to pick up all the pieces cause you can’t do it yourself. that shit won’t go on anymore.”

“chūya…please, stop.” you reached your hand up to the back of his head and pulled on his hair harshly, hoping it would have him let you go.

“you fucking bitch!” chūya angrily yelled, letting go of your throat and hitting you directly in the face, resulting in you letting out a yelp and fall to the ground.

you held onto your face, looking at the ground in total shock at what your boyfriend had just done to you. tears quickly welled up in your eyes from hurt both physically and emotionally as wet drops hit the wooden floor beneath you. chūya’s eyes widened when he realized what he has done and suddenly he was cold sober, and frozen in place.

“y/n…” he said quietly.

you didn’t respond, which he had expected. so the male kneeled down beside you and moved your hair from your face, seeing a bright red mark on the left side of your face. “i’m so sorry, i-i don’t know what happened.” he whispered out, noticing the small wet puddle of tears on the ground in front of you. suddenly, chūya got up and rushed into the kitchen before coming back with an ice pack, pressing it against your cheek lightly. when you flinched, he apologized again, feeling an immense amount of guilt on what he had just done.

chūya wrapped his arms around your body and pulled you close to his chest, handing you the ice pack, “hold this for a second, darling.”

you hesitantly took the ice pack, pressing it against your cheek as chūya lifted you up off the ground and he began to walk to the bedroom. after arriving in there, he set you down on the bed and laid the blankets over you before getting in on the other side. once again, the male wraps his arms around you and holds you as close as possible. “i’m so sorry, darling. i love you so much, i can’t live without you. i just hope you know that.” he said to you and although he would deny it, you could see tears in his eyes as he spoke and you knew that he was saying the truth right now and that he deeply regretted what he had done.

“i love you too, chūya.”

[kachuuyaa]

— MAPLE LEAVES AND BLACKOUT DREAMS.

11072021 ; g.i oneshot , gn!reader , bsd!reader .. again

genre ; fluff

includes ; spoilers for the latest archon quest... ig... one mention of fyodor, gods and heavenly powers, INAZUMA ..a...a.... kazuha is intrigued by you go you go! subtle flirting probably

characters ; kazuha, beidou, paimon (platonic), aether (platonic)

synopsis ; Only one human could make another feel safe in this world of faux bliss. (In which you meet the wandering samurai from Inazuma.)

author's notes ; so sorry if you're tired of my bsd!reader content but it won't stopYaba dasabadaba yoobabababa (blow!) Moosay Abalaba dooba, cadoosay (cadoosay) Metamorphosis aporphis of morkle laborth laba gorbalib (laboratory)

It has not been long since the reunion between the twins, and Aether seemed melancholic throughout your journey back to Liyue. It was to be expected, really. You knew it all along, yet you didn’t bother to tell him. It was quite easy to figure out, actually, yet you do not want to add on to the suspicion brought upon you. You don’t bother to confront him after that, not wanting to make any mistakes during your conversation with him. Completely blocking Paimon and Aether’s discussions, your eyes fixated themselves on the sleeping Chuuya on your shoulder.

He has been sleeping a lot, you realized, wiggling a bit on your shoulder, he rested his small head on your neck. You smiled to yourself, he was quite cute. You did not want to venture into Liyue Harbor for multiple reasons, if you were on the watchlist of the Knights, there is no doubt you are on the watchlist of the Millelith. “Hey, [Name],” Paimon’s voice entered your ears, getting your attention. You turned your head carefully so as to not wake the sleeping Chuuya on your shoulder, bored eyes staring at Paimon. “Ah-” she stuttered, “do you… possibly know how to get to Inazuma?” she asked meekly, nervousness coating her features-- she was still afraid of you. Well, after the meeting between the twins, how could she not? You were certainly at the top of her “Do Not Piss Off” list.

Inazuma. A beautiful nation shrouded with darkness and all things far from heavenly. You have heard of the nation, never being able to step inside, so you resort to the wind; it gives you information on anything and everything. The rumors of you and the ballads of the ancient traverse through the winds you depend on for information, and it has not let you down. Chuuya would also eavesdrop on others for information, his short stature giving an advantage. He would keep the information for himself, for angry squeaks are the only thing that leaves his tiny mouth.

So, no, you do not know how to get there. You may hold the fate of the world in your hands, able to make even the strongest of archons bow at your feet by a simple wave of your hand. Veins pumping with the blood of another world, and another world is where you reign and have died. This world is merely but a fleeting one, you assumed, and while you may have unimaginable battle prowess and an equally indestructible and flawless ability, you simply do not care. Who are you to care about a world which has no meaning to you? You belong here, yet you don’t have an obligation to protect it. Even the archons-- the so-called “protectors” of Teyvat, had destroyed a nation made by mortal hands.

The gods here were as selfish as the ones you have read before you’ve ever come here. Your life was held in another, chained, captive in another's hands. And even though you were free by being released-- reincarnated in another world (you can’t say another life; you know it’s a continuation of your previous one, how stupid), you know you were bound to experience the selfishness of the gods, those replicating what you have seen in mortals. “No, I don’t.” You sighed, looking back at the sea. The sea has always been a peaceful place, an abyss with numerous undiscovered creatures residing in it. “There must be someone you know..” You trailed off, still focusing on the scenery before you. Unsurprisingly, Paimon snapped Aether out of his reverie and called out his name. “Oh. Let me try and think of someone…” Aether began to think, but Paimon interrupted his train of thought before he could form a name. “Paimon’s thought of someone already -- Atsuko, in Liyue Harbor! She’s from Inazuma!” Paimon exclaimed, waving her tiny arms in the air, ushering both you and Aether to Liyue Harbor, yet you were quick to decline her offer. Dismissing her invitation, you waved your hand, and said, “No, No. People wouldn’t want to see someone like me venturing with the bigshot of Teyvat.” You said, a slight tease coated in your tone.

The traveling duo had to think about your words, you were right-- in a sense, yet they did not want to leave you alone. (they were completely disregarding the existence of a Chuuya-fied wisp sleeping soundly on your shoulder.) “Aww!” Paimon whined, “Paimon wanted [Name] to come with us!” Aether simply laughed, and nodded his head, standing up. “Well, if we find a way to get there, you will join us, alright?” He asked you, but it didn’t seem like a question, it was a demand, really. Deadpanning, you nodded your head, assuring that you will, in fact, travel with them after consulting Atsuko.

You lowered your presence before venturing to the foot of Liyue, trying to conceal yourself from wandering eyes. Aether and Paimon were barely in your peripheral vision and trying to hear their conversation with the Inazuma citizen was even harder. As if on cue, Chuuya squeaked, trying to get your attention, and you faced the tiny wisp who twirled around the air, orange particles following suit. “Ah, you want to eavesdrop?” you questioned, trying to understand his body movements. A little nod with a squeak of approval was what you received in return, and you allowed him to do so. You may not understand his body movements most of the time-- but hey, you try. The wisp navigates its way to where Paimon and Aether were, making sure that he was unseen and unnoticed by the passerby. Thankfully, though, he was.

After a bit of eavesdropping, he returned back to you, and you ultimately did not get what he meant, until he gestured-- with his head-- the direction of Guyun Stone Forest. You could only assume that much. Shortly after, Paimon and Aether returned to you both, and you turned to face them, awaiting their statement. “Uh- alright,” Paimon started, unable to look you in the eye. You found her nervousness quite hilarious, your mouth forming a smirk in amusement. Despite being small, yet wasn’t hesitant to voice out anything on her mind, was afraid of a mere human like you. “Atsuko told us that we must meet with the .. Crux.” The Crux, you have heard tell of their captain and their victories. How could you not? The strange relationship between the Tianquan and the captain was being spread throughout Liyue, including their many stories in the sea. The reputation The Crux has gotten for their many bone-chilling and jaw-dropping experiences was enough to make you interested. “Continue,” You replied, eyes analytical, boring into poor Paimon’s eyes. She shrieked, and silently pleaded to Aether to continue where she left off.

Chuuya, on the other hand, was snickering mentally, not only because of Paimon’s cowardice but also because of Aether’s hesitance to respond. He opted to let out squeaks that resembled laughter. Paimon jerked her head to the wisp, comical steam escaping her ears. “Stop laughing, you orange dwarf!” She stomped her legs, and you had to hold back your laughter. Aether cleared his throat, and Paimon halted her actions. “We must find Captain Beidou, the leader of the Crux.” He said calmly, and you nodded your head. Chuuya was sulking on your shoulder, forming a little ball. How cute, you think, and stood up to follow Paimon and Aether to their destination.

Guyun Stone Forest. An infamous landmark created by the spears of the Lord of Geo, known to hold an ancient god, Osial, one you were most familiar with after the battle that forced him to retreat yet again. Guyun Stone Forest was known to house the Hypostasis that you severely resented, as well as other monsters of each variety. It was a place created by a god, and it houses an ancient one-- waiting to awaken yet again. Some say that if you come by at night, you would experience the bloodshed and the defeat of Osial vividly, memories of the god experiencing his demise would flash through your head like a slideshow.

Soon enough, you both were able to board the Crux without unnecessary mishaps, you trailing behind Aether and Paimon, your presence still unnoticed by the rest of the crew. Chuuya was settled atop your head, seldomly wiggling to find a place to relax. He was still awake, though, that was enough. Aether’s footsteps alerted Beidou, who was currently talking to an unknown stranger you have never seen before, and it seems like Aether was unfamiliar with him, too.

“Hmm? Who’ve we got here…” Beidou turned to face Aether, and you moved to the side, out of Beidou’s peripheral vision. A flash of realization took over the captain’s features, and said, “Wait, I know you. You’re that traveler, Aether, aren’t you?” She questioned, “The one who fought against the Fatui and Osial, right?” She added. Aether blinked, processing her words. Yeah, he did all those, and it should be a given that his achievements were recognized, but a look of confusion would tell you otherwise. “Have we met?” He asked in response. He was a busy man, accepting commissions from complete strangers in both nations without hesitation, and they might remember him, but do not expect this man to remember you-- at all. He chooses not to remember irrelevant people.

Their conversation was not yours to mind, instead, looking out to sea. It was far more interesting than what you’re hearing, all too familiar with what they’re talking about. Feeling a pair of eyes on you, you shrugged it off, too immersed in the beauty of the sea in front of you. Beidou’s loud voice boomed, entering your ears, which snapped you out of your thoughts. “Judging by the clothes on your back and this floating thing-- and you! Another companion, perhaps?” Before Paimon could talk back to the captain, her eyes followed Beidou’s finger, which was pointing to you.

You stared back at them, your eyes swirling with amusement and recognition. “Hi.” you greeted, you were not one for formal greetings. “[Name], traveling partner--” Beidou’s voice interrupted you before you could finish, “aren’t you the suspicious fellow the Millelith was to keep track of?” Ah. So she knows. Who wouldn’t, really? Your supposed title along with Aether’s name being spread throughout Teyvat, one outshining the other. You were feared, unlike Aether, who was respected throughout the continent, yet you were one who they would want to avoid-- to show you who you need to respect. Although that didn’t bother you, it certainly irritated Paimon and Aether.

“They’re my traveling companion-- my friend.” Aether emphasized the word ‘friend’, making you smile fondly at the boy. Paimon nodded vigorously, and Beidou let it slide, albeit hesitant in doing so. “I’ll let it slide, for now.” She monotonously said, eyeing you and Aether, “but if you do something sketchy, I won’t hesitate to do something to you.” She threatened, making Paimon yelp and hide behind Aether, while you smirked in amusement. “A deal’s a deal, captain.” You muttered, turning your back on her to face the scenery you were focusing on. “And by the way, Paimon’s not ‘floating thing,’ it’s Paimon!” She said, shouting each vowel of her name.

“Paimon… hmm..” Those words that belonged to a foreign voice caught everyone’s attention-- excluding Chuuya’s, who was too entertained by the floating particles around his body-- to turn to said man. “What a fascinating being. You two give off not only the essence of wind and earth,” He paused, “but also of… yes… the stars…” He concluded. You blinked, “Eh? The fragrance of what now?” Paimon questioned, confusion lacing her tone, “That’s the weirdest compliment Paimon’s ever heard.” She muttered, and the mysterious man turned to you. “But you… you give off the essence of the stars, and the aura of the divine.” He stated, while you turned to him, and said, “Is that an insult?” You voiced out, while he merely chuckled and shook his head. “Pay it no heed… I mean only to say I am certain… that it is by fate, not chance alone, that we should meet… and that gives our encounter meaning.”

You couldn’t bother to listen to their conversation, for you were not included. Yet you managed to catch his name, Kaedehara Kazuha. Upon studying his appearance more, you realized that he was not local. The frame around his vision confirmed your assumptions, and you could only wonder what that frame came from. Where he came from, exactly. There was an oddly calming and melancholic aura emanating from the man behind you, and it may look like he was aware of it, too. The group exchanged words relating to something about a Crux Clash, something you have never heard of before. Leaning forward to the railings, you let Chuuya sit on your shoulder while nuzzling his face on your neck. Sleepy, he was, all the time. Though that didn’t bother you, really.

“Does your friend over there have some experience in fighting?” I think they do, considering their unusually suspicious yet powerful aura, Beidou wanted to add, yet she refused those words to slip past her tongue. Aether knew you never wanted to be put in the spotlight, to be the center of attraction even for a few minutes, all of those things irked you. Even though you were the center of attraction back in your past life-- for all the right reasons, you don’t want it to happen again. Tranquility is what you desire. You were offered the curse of the gods and the blessing of death, yet tranquility is what truly made you feel human amidst everything else.

Everything passes, tranquility doesn’t. “They would probably decline if you asked them.” He said, it was the truth, really. “They’re not one for formal events,” He trailed off, running out of reasons for vouching for you. You were a mysterious individual, and while you have been their traveling companion for quite some time, you still left lingering questions on your trail. Curiosity swirling in his eyes whenever he manages to take a good look at you, wondering what you are-- who exactly you were. Perhaps being mysterious came with good looks. “Oh? Is that so?” She quirked an eyebrow and glanced at your figure before tearing her gaze back to the traveler. “Yeah, they're a tough one!” Paimon exclaimed, “They don’t fight unless necessary!” Paimon then added, recalling your previous statements to the pixie. You were ruthless and merciless in battle, cunning in strategy, resorting to being the brains between the duo. That doesn’t excuse your methodical and malicious way of swerving through the situation, however.

“I’m not interested.” Your sharp voice cuts through the conversation, dismissing every thought the wandering samurai and the captain may have had. Still facing the sea, elbows on the railings of the ship. “You, too, are not interested in the masterless vision?” Kazuha asked, and you nodded. “I am only interested in following Aether.” You uttered nonchalantly, and a blush rose to Aether’s cheeks, quickly faltering. “Well, it seems like the traveler will only be partaking in the event. Let’s get you signed up, yeah?” she questioned, “Head to the tournament arena in Guyun Stone Forest. Kazuha and I will be over soon.” She smiled, clasping her hands together. Before anyone could say anything else, you disappeared. (poof! You’re gone, and honestly, it’s a surprise that no one noticed Chuuya, at all.)

Beidou turned to look at you, yet you were gone. All that was left was a little wisp with orange particles surrounding its body. It seemed to be looking around frantically, beady eyes locking with ruby-colored ones. It blinked, and it disappeared as soon as they made eye contact. Was that [Name]? The captain blinked and shrugged her shoulders. It would be an understatement to say that both of them were confused, they genuinely thought that you turned into a wisp. Kazuha’s face remained neutral, yet there was a lingering swirl of amusement in those vermillion hues of his. “Well, well. It seems like it will only be a matter of time before the answer is revealed.” (AWOOOOAOAOAOAO WOOOF WOOF. anyway.)

You didn’t want to be noticed by the Liyue participants, having been popular on the list of suspicious individuals. You knew that if they saw you, even if it was just a glimpse, they would panic. So, what was the best option? Well-- hide, obviously. You were sat atop one of the spears, right above the reception area. The endless praises coming from the other competitors soon reached your ears, but that didn’t make you interested. They have only witnessed him in his power, but were they able to walk alongside him? You didn’t think so, besides, they’re but mere specks of dust in his house of memories. You crossed your legs, blocking out any sounds entering your ears. That is until a familiar squeak is what you heard. Looking to your left, you saw a visibly furious wisp. When you landed your eyes on him, he started smacking your head as if he was scolding you-- well, he was. In his tiny little head, he was cursing you out, and he had embarrassed himself in front of two complete strangers. You laughed, not quite loud, and gently encased your hands on his tiny body. He slept after that.

You only watched some of Aether’s matches before you appeared-- out of nowhere-- behind Beidou and Kazuha. The samurai noticed your peculiar presence the second you got there, really, you had a very, very unique scent. He would describe it as flowers-- laid out in a field, wilting ever so slowly. An enigma that presents itself as a gentle soul, malicious in movement and methodical if necessary. You had eyes that resembled that of a certain archon he grew to despise, yet he failed to sense any correlation between the two of you. If he had, though, he would be utterly speechless that you haven’t stolen him away, yet. You presented yourself as swift in movement and uninterested in talking, although he noticed a playful side that you only revealed to Aether. He now realized that you weren’t the wisp that disappeared after a few double takes, situated on your shoulder. Even that small wisp radiated the same aura that you did.

Just who were you? Kazuha couldn’t decipher you that much, he thinks he has only so little information about you, and he was right. You were a black and white canvas, one who presents themselves as plain, quiet, yet you were familiar with all emotions at once. The ability to be stoic and to have separate personalities were one of your most prominent features, being able to lure your target into a seemingly well-made trap. Your eyes were closed, listening to the waves meeting the sand, oh, how you missed that sound.

The waves crashing never failed to land a small smile on your face, unnoticed by many, tranquility was the only word you would describe the sounds the oceans make. Calming, it was. Beidou’s laugh entered your ears, “I knew I wouldn’t regret choosing you as the favourite!” You opened your eyes slightly, directing your sharp eyes to Aether and Paimon. “So what do you think, Kazuha? [Name]? He totally dominated that guy, and did it with style, too!” She said, visible pride laced within her words. To be fair, you were proud of Aether as well, but your pride was overshadowed by nonchalance. “Impressive,” Kazuha praised, “But I also observed our favorite exercise some restraint, as if to protect the opponent from harm.” He added, and paused, turning to look at you. “Ah,” you uttered, “Good work, Aether.” you were simple, Aether knew that, yet you never praised him verbally, resorting to ruffling his hair. It did not fail to make him smile, though. Paimon smiled brightly, for that was the first time she heard those words slip past your lips. You smiled gently, genuinely, and whispered, “I know you will win.”

Paimon was ready to cry then and there. Comical tears run down her face, hugging you from the neck, “Paimon didn’t know you could be so nice!” Her voice was shaky, yet you laughed in faux offense and Aether smiled, and whispered a ‘thank you', in response. Beidou laughed heartily, and Kazuha crossed his arms with a small smirk. So not only were you playful, you had a soft spot for Aether! Lovers, perhaps? Softly chuckling, you leaned back to the stone behind you, letting your eyelids rest. As the wind kissed your face you were vaguely reminded of the man beside you, yet you made no intent to look at him. You were only brought back to reality when Beidou told Aether that he would be put in the semi-finals, and you nodded in agreement. Aether smiled, his eyes forming crescents, and sent you a thumbs up in return.

After quite a long wait, it was time for the semi-finals. After some words from Kazuha and the announcement from Beidou, you patted Aether’s back gently and gave him a look that said ‘you can do this’. Well, needless to say, he was quite hyped after that exchange. Chuuya squeaked from beside you, and you let him start floating on your shoulder. This attracted Kazuha’s attention, “What’s that?” He asked, the words spilling out of his mouth before he could ever give it a thought. Chuuya and you side-eyed him, and said, “ah. This little guy?” You pointed to Chuuya, and it seemed angered at your comment. “This guy’s Nakahara. A… memoir of a... friend, in short.” Said wisp halted its actions, although it didn’t go unnoticed by both of you. “Hm, fascinating. You two carry the same aura.” You remained silent for the most part, yet a simple sigh escaped your lips. “Hm, do we?” You muttered, softly patting the wisp’s head with your pointer finger. It seemed delighted, unconsciously leaning to your touch. “Perhaps we do,” you whispered, knowing the truth behind this small wisp below your finger. “Do you… perhaps… have some history with this creature?” He asked, curiosity and attentiveness evident in his wine-colored eyes. You paused for a moment, thinking of your words. “Well, if you phrase it like that, then… sort of, yeah.” He nodded after your confirmation, yet your answers only made him insatiable; there were still so many questions he’d want to ask you, yet he knows you won’t provide for the insatiable. You never do.

After the match, you observed Aether ask other people for information about his final opponent. You weren’t bothered to watch the matches that didn’t involve him, however, entertaining Chuuya in the process whenever he wasn’t on the battlefield. But from the observations of Beidou and Kazuha, you were able to identify that seemingly suspicious man. Your intuition was never wrong, of course. He was described to be agile, swift, and seemingly formidable in battle. Well, you would be lying if he doesn’t remind you of someone you were previously acquainted with. “Wah! Paimon is starting to think that [Name] here is our final opponent!” You blinked, dismissing Paimon’s words. “Eh? No, no, no.” You shook your head, “what makes you think that?” you asked, and Paimon scratched her head, “eh… you are fast as well! Fast on your feet! Strong too! You and our opponent are far too similar!” Paimon complained, stomping her feet in the air like a child. “Now that’s just… insulting.” You muttered, and Kazuha chuckled. “Oh? How so?” He queried. You shook your head, “I would prefer to keep my prideful remarks to myself.” and Chuuya shook his head vigorously, denouncing your statement, squeaking in retaliation. Beidou’s voice cut through your conversation, stirring the topic into the final battle.

You, again, did not bother to listen, closing your eyes until someone catches your attention. Words were exchanged between the 3 elemental wielders, and the voice that snaps you out of your reverie was none other than Aether’s, “Can [Name] come too?” You snapped your eyes open, staring at Aether, waiting for him to continue. When he didn’t, you spoke up, “Where, exactly?” Paimon cut through the discussion, “With Kazuha!” and a flash of realization flooded her features, “Wait, Aether, why do you want them to come exactly?” Her voice was laced with a slight tease, and a sly smile formed on her lips, making Aether pinch her cheeks and stick his tongue out when he heard her whine. Beidou did not want to interrupt, but you know what kind of thoughts are forming on the captain’s mind. Something about “are they together?” Well, something like that. Kazuha, on the other hand, never once failed to show amusement during their exchanges, especially when the topic is about you. “Well, that’s settled, come with me. Some post-match entertainment is in order.”

What you didn’t expect is that he’d completely focus on Aether in the secluded place he led you both to. “Now that we’re alone, let me cut to the heart of the matter.” He began, he eyed Aether, then to your still, peaceful figure. Seemed like Chuuya was sleeping, once again. “Traveler, you are skilled in manipulating the elements.” He began, and that is when you snapped your eyes to Kazuha, fully invested in the conversation as if you weren’t resting your eyes ten seconds ago. Kazuha brushed off your intense gaze on him, and continued, “And not just a single element, but multiple, is that correct?” You weren’t shocked, no. You witnessed it firsthand, and all the subtle attempts to cover up Aether’s otherworldly ability were futile when it came to you. Besides, you were capable of revealing even the smallest details.

“Although I cannot make sure of [Name], while yours were not as subtle as you presume, they give me an unfamiliar aura. One I cannot discern,” He uttered, turning to face and making eye contact with you. “Now, then, may I be so bold to inquire just what power you hold?” Despite the soft tone he presented you with, you still denied it. “I do not have such power as you may think I do.” You shut down his question, “I may hold the aura of the gods, but I do not have any affiliation with them.” You said sternly, hoping that he would dismiss this subject, and swallow up your lies. If anyone knew about your ability and the status you had compared to the gods above, including Chuuya’s, everyone would be against you. The sheer power you hold in your body surpasses that of bygone gods and wandering travelers. You were an unstable yet powerful force, never truly revealing your plans, and never using the ability you were cursed to use again. You never used it to spite the gods who have cursed you in the world you know you will never fit in. You were anything but human in this world of selfish souls, well, you know who would agree with you. (you know Fyodor would have a field day if he was here.)

Although you remained composed and stoic, you silently wished Kazuha would let you slip past his questions. He was, obviously, completely oblivious to your thoughts. Kazuha wasn’t oblivious about your power, though, you knew he knew that you have one. After that exchange, you completely retracted yourself from the conversation, simply observing the two who discussed Aether’s powers and skills. You didn’t miss the slight concern that Paimon held towards you, though. You didn’t like talking; to strangers, especially. Save for your interrogation victims back in the day, in meetings, you usually butt in when necessary, or riling up the boss and Chuuya whenever you felt like doing so. The only relevant thing to come out of the conversation you listened to was everything relating to Inazuma. Ah, so that’s where he came from. No wonder the frame encasing his vision looked foreign to you. You briefly made eye contact with Kazuha, and you recognized that look in his eyes. As if he was still wary of you, and your motives.

Truth is, he was completely intrigued because of you. Still wary-- yet enamored. He knows you are observant, calculating, and seemingly notorious due to all of these traits, including your intimidating appearance. You carry yourself with utmost royalty, independent in all situations, and overpowering most of your enemies with ease. He could tell by your scent that you were one to be avoided, and one who is more powerful than most vision wielders-- scratch that, maybe all. Although that would be an overstatement to some, he just has this feeling that you are stronger than you present yourself as. That was true, obviously. What is a mysterious person without their secrets? He secretly hoped he did not give you a bad impression, for you were a mysterious one who attracts even the wisest of men. He’ll make sure to ask Aether about you, even if it’s just the simplest of information. He was certain that he hears all things in nature, yet you were one who grew in a field of foreign flowers. That, he cannot decipher.

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[sonder-paradise]

— 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚

“An underground criminal organization run by Ōgai Mori, based in Yokohama, Japan. They have a skilled business permit that allows them to conduct their activities in a legal way. They are also known as Yokohama's Night Wardens.”

— 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝

📕 - Oneshots

📗 - Drabbles/Imagines

📘 - Headcanons

— 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐍𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚

Happy Birthday to You 📕

Hair Up 📕

How to Move On 📕

A Dance with a Pirate 📕

The Word of a Pirate 📕

Once Upon A December 📕

Temptations in the Darkness 📕

The Mind of Another 📕

Birthday Dreams 📕

Stray Dogs (Soukoku Fic) 📕

Learning About April Fool’s Day 📗

“It’s too cold… Come back.” 📗

“It’s midnight. Where the hell were you?” 📗

Chuuya Falling in Love Drabble 📗 Pt 2

Gambler AU with Chuuya 📗

Crossroad 📗

Stuck on Repeat 📗

Wish You Were Sober 📗

Reminder 📗

Your Crown and Sword 📗

Asking Permission to Kiss You 📗

Best Friend 📗

Talking Nonsense 📗

10:40 pm 📗

Somewhere Only We Know 📗

Love at First Sight 📗

Golden Mornings 📗

Flirting or Fighting 📗

Catching Them Admiring You 📗

BSD Characters Getting Cold 📘

Helping You With Chores 📘

Reader coming out as Bisexual 📘

General Chuuya Headcanons 📘

Reacting to Their Child Saying “Dada” 📘

Chuuya with an S/O that has freckles 📘

BSD Characters Reacting to Their S/O Holding Their Face Gently 📘

Chuuya as a Lover 📘

With an S/O that loves to draw 📘

BSD Boy Band AU 📘

BSD Characters Getting Sick 📘

Buying BSD Characters a Froggy Hat 📘

Baking with BSD Characters 📘

BSD Characters with a Civilian S/O 📘

Reacting to Their S/O Taking a Blow to Protect them 📘

With an S/O That Hasn’t Been Taking Their Meds 📘

With an S/O That Dyes Their Hair a Lot 📘

Reacting to You Getting Confessed To 📘

With an S/O That Plays The Piano 📘

— 𝐑𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐀𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚

The Remnants of Love 📕

Synchronized Symphonies 📕

Asking Permission to Kiss You 📗

Getting Caught in the Rain with Them 📗

Hugging Them Before They Cry 📗

Love at First Sight 📗

BSD Characters Getting Cold 📘

BSD Characters Reacting to Their S/O Holding Their Face Gently 📘

BSD Boy Band AU 📘

BSD Characters Getting Sick 📘

Buying BSD Characters a Froggy Hat 📘

Baking with BSD Characters 📘

BSD Characters with a Civilian S/O 📘

Reacting to Their S/O Taking a Blow to Protect Them 📘

With an S/O That Plays the Piano 📘

Liking the Same Person (ft. Atsushi) 📘

— 𝐊𝐨𝐮𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐎𝐳𝐚𝐤𝐢

Coming soon…

— 𝐆𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚

Reacting to Their S/O Taking a Blow to Protect Them 📘

Aquarium Date 📘

— 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐳𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚

Coming soon…

— 𝐎𝐝𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞

Hugging Them Before They Cry 📗