#dazai 🥰🥰🥰

[sky-drgn]

Remember Us - The Original Ending

Genre: Fluff with a hurt (sorry not sorry Kunikida) Ship: Chuuya x Dazai (Soukoku) Words: 1,065 Note: This is the original ending! Do remember, I'm writing a new ending!! There is a reason for that! However the poll said to post this one and the new one... SO! Here is the original! Think of it as something to hold you over until the new (hopefully better) ending is done! Despite my editing, there still might be grammar/spelling mistakes. Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Ending 1 - Ending 2

Chuuya worked from home with Dazai either lying or sitting in his lap. That depended on if he worked in the living room or the office he made himself while Dazai was gone. 

“Chibi..”

“What’s up Mackerel?” 

“I’m thinking about rejoining the Mafia. It’s not like I remember too much of what happened there anyway.”

Chuuya stopped functioning for a second hearing that. “Never in any lifetime am I letting that happen. What made you think that’s a good idea?”

“I’d get to spend more time with Chibi, and if something like this happened again we’d still be together.”

“Hey, I already told ya it wasn’t your fault this happened. Even if we were together, we have no way of knowing if you’d have remembered anything.”

“I remembered them… How could I not have remembered you? I’m with Chuuya every day. I love you so much. How-” 

“Hey! Osamu. It isn’t your fault. You’re never joining the mafia again. You’re here now and that’s what matters. I knew you’d remember eventually. One way or another, I knew it.” Chuuya lied.

“You’re too good for me, Slug.” 

“No, it’s just the opposite, you stupid Mackerel.” 

That wasn’t the last conversation they had about Dazai rejoining the Mafia. Each time Chuuya denied the idea. Both tried to make sure they understood what the other was saying.

Not even a week later work had to continue as normal. Or as normal as work could be when the Port Mafia and the ADA had to work together. On top of Dazai not seeing his co-workers in close to three weeks. 

Yeah, Chuuya expects this to be a mess.

And a mess it was.

The two organizations met on neutral grounds. This way if something did break out, one side wouldn’t have the upper hand. Chuuya and Dazai were the last to arrive thanks to the younger. Although you could hear them before you could see them.

“Let go of me you stupid Mackerel.” They could hear Chuuya yell.

While no one could hear what Dazai undoubtedly whined back, they did hear Chuuya yell: “Fine! Happy now? Now go over to your shitty coworkers.” 

“Much better! Thanks, Chibi!” Dazai said, with an obnoxiously loud kiss on his cheek. Both organizations just stared at the two since they were now both visible and Dazai was within earshot.

Fukuzawa and Mori - the boss of the Port Mafia - decided on their own, that for the time being that scene would be ignored. They do have more pressing matters to worry about.

Dazai’s co-workers, on the other hand, were not on the same page as their President. Dazai received a harsh glare from Kunikida and confused looks from everyone else as he took his place just behind and next to Fukuzawa. 

Chuuya’s co-workers were more professional, opting to play twenty questions after the meeting was officially over. So they were only slightly more professional than Dazai’s. 

Back at the agency’s office, Dazai was cornered almost immediately by Yosano, effectively putting space between Kunikida and Dazai. No one knew if she was protecting Dazai from Kunikida or Kunikida from Dazai. (If anyone in the office had to guess, it was Dazai from Kunikida.) 

“What the hell was that?”

“What was what, Yosano?” 

“You know exactly what I’m talking about Dazai. At the meeting. You showing up late hanging all over a Port Mafia Executive.” 

“Oh, that! I got more memories back. Chuuya and I are married. If I annoy my Chibi enough he’ll let me wear his hat for the rest of the day.” Only Chuuya knows it’s because Dazai will miss him. “And before you ask, we eloped in France just after our eighteenth birthdays, but we started dating at sixteen.”

“Don’t you think you should have told us that before you lost your memory?” Kunikida asked, adjusting his glasses.

“I suppose I could have after the alliance was finalized. Didn’t really cross either of our minds. No one knew before today. No one. It was safer that way.” Dazai shrugged. “If you need him to sign any papers for the employee records, I’m sure he’ll grumble about it next time he’s here.”

No one brought up the date that was supposed to happen. 

The office was quiet as everyone did their assigned work - even Dazai.

Back in Port Mafia headquarters, Chuuya was unable to answer the question of his coworkers as he was called up to Mori’s office. Everyone knew they would get the answers later.

“That was quite the display you put on at the meeting.” 

“You know how Dazai is. He enjoys making a scene.” 

“Yes, I suppose, he would. Tell me, how long have you two been together.”

“Almost seven years, married for five of them. This, of course, doesn’t affect my loyalty to the organization. Had it I would have left with him after you had his friend killed.” An effective way to say Chuuya has no intentions of betraying the organization, and in turn Mori, while not partially being Mori’s fan anymore. For some years now. With Mori never knowing the wiser. “Especially when you could have just assigned Dazai to that case. Having him cancel the enemy’s ability and then killing him would have been an effective way to keep a valuable pawn. After smoking Sakaguchi out as a mole, of course.” 

“I see, that is quite the plan. I’m not quite sure it would have worked how you expect it though. You’re dismissed.” 

“We wouldn’t exactly know that now would we, it’s a bit late to find out,” Chuuya added before he left the office to meet up with the rest of his coworkers. Answer their questions. 

Hours later the happily married couple was reunited in the safety of their home. Comfortable clothes with fluffy blankets surrounding them. Chuuya’s hand runs through Dazai's hair while Dazai nuzzles Chuuya’s neck, holding him tight. 

“‘Samu.” 

“Hm?”

“Let’s go back to Paris for our anniversary.” 

“That’s in two weeks, and we still have a joint job to do. When are we leaving?”

“The second the job is over. Remind everyone why Double Black is the best, even on different sides.”

“I’ll let the President know. I’m going to do some overtime work to make up for what I missed. I’ll probably be home before Chuuya anyway, but I’ll let you know.” 

“I love you Osamu.” 

“I love Chuuya more.”

BSD Master List - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Ending 2

[lotus-pear]

SIGHHHH BSD REREAD…................I MISS THEM SO MUCH :(((

[sableeira]

My drops of tears I'll turn to sparks of fire.

or ode to new beginnings

[kunikiiida-kuuun]

I noticed that both Kunikida and Dazai have a gift bag and their attack animation is throwing presents

[rainb0wrae]

night out on the town🍷

[fyodcrs]

Perfect partners ♡

Happy birthday, Kris!!! @kunikiiida-kuuun ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧˚ ♡♡♡♡

[lil-vibes]

[iztea]

finally watched hannibal in the year of our lord 2025. a life altering experience. it's everything to me. top 2 fav tv shows

[madaqueue]

why he kinda 🥴🥴😵‍💫😵‍💫😋😋

[chuuyascumsock]

Don’t even play w me because I know for a fact Dazai sucks ur strap before he takes it in the ass, I’m not fighting anyone on this 🫶

[uzi-x33]

me when Dazai/Dazai Kinnie slander (ur not fun!!🥰😬😬)

[sky-drgn]

Can Be Remembered (Part 3)

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, mostly comfort Ship: Chuuya x Dazai Word Count: 563 Note: Despite my editing, there may still be grammar/spelling mistakes. Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Ending 1 - Ending 2

Dazai was often late before losing his memories and was only slightly better without them. Yet even he knew this date was something he couldn’t be late for. Even if Kunikida was expecting him to be. So when he found a hidden key when he was looking for more suitable clothes to wear, he rushed to be able to use it. It was bothering him too much not to. 

The key belonged to his work desk. Thankfully President Fukuzawa was working late and was able to let Dazai into the office. The older man was surprised to see him there but didn’t question him as he could see how in a rush Dazai was.

Dazai only messed up putting the key in the keyhole once. Once the draw was open Dazai swore the world stopped turning as he looked at his wedding band, personal phone, and everything he needed to get into his penthouse. 

The battery on his phone was dead; not being charged in almost a year it was definitely not going to keep its charge. The only thing Dazai could do was put his ring on, grab his things, and run home. Hoping, praying, that Chuuya would be there. 

Dazai remembered Chuuya.

Chuuya was not home.

It was a quarter past six when Dazai finished looking everywhere he could in the penthouse. Chuuya typically didn't return until nearly eight o'clock. Despite knowing that Dazai would return to an empty apartment, he still felt disappointed. He couldn’t help but wonder if this was how Chuuya felt for the better part of the last year.

With nothing to do but wait for Chuuya to get home, Dazai decided it was best to shower and possibly burn the clothes he was wearing. That outfit would forever be the outfit he was about to wear on a date with someone that wasn’t his husband. Dazai really wanted to burn it. Just like he did to the jacket he got as an entrance gift to the Port Mafia. (Not that he remembers that yet.)

Needing a new outfit to wear, Dazai put on pajama pants and the t-shirt Chuuya’s been wearing the last few nights. The older always liked his sleep clothes big, specifically clothes in Dazai’s size. Dazai loved this since it meant he could wear Chuuya’s pajama shirt when he really missed him. Dressed with a half hour to spare, Dazai took the sheep plushie he won for his husband when they were teens and wandered around his home more trying to remember more things.

Chuuya knew someone was in the house as he approached his front door. The light shining under the door was a big giveaway. He would have already known if someone tried to break thanks to his top security system. Chuuya knew that could only mean one thing. Dazai’s home.

Chuuya barely took a step into the penthouse when his arms were full of his husband. 

He wouldn’t have it any other way.

“I’m so sorry Chuuya.” Dazai practically sobbed into his husband’s shoulder. Repeating his apology over and over.

“It’s not your fault,” Chuuya said after Dazai calmed down a bit. “You didn’t choose to lose your memories. It’s not your fault.” 

“I should have remembered you.” 

“That’s dumb, you can’t control that.”

“Never leaving Chuuya’s side again.”

And so he didn’t. Not for a good two weeks.

BSD Master List - Part 1 - Part 2 - Ending 1 - Ending 2

[lotus-pear]

learning to love

[sableeira]

this skk trc au is probably my most self indulgent artwork to date. If this sounds confusing, random, and very niche. It is! You can check out this post for more info on what the hell this au is about (I fear it’s not getting less confusing tho!) or you can read The Raven Cycle 👍

[kunikiiida-kuuun]

Appreciation post for the BSD Stage Play ADA Cast ～⁠(⁠つ⁠ˆ⁠Д⁠ˆ⁠)⁠つ⁠｡⁠☆

[lumyl]

sua as an omori character <333