#hot take of the day: atsushi understands dazai more than the bsd fandom

[inamagicalhallucination]

the day the entire bsd fandom realizes that perhaps atsushi thinks dazai’s a good guy and likes him is becuz for the most part, dazai’s been pretty good to him 

[shadyteacup]

Hi! First of all congratulations on the 300+ followers you deserve it so much! 🥺 I also thought of something for the event but it's characterxcharacter for bsd. What do you think about Dazai x Atsushi with fluff 15 or 2? Honestly I couldn't really decide both of these were very cute. I know ships sometimes cause arguments within the fandom and Dazatsu isn't the most loved ship. I've gotten into a few arguments over defending it too lol. So I'd completely understand if you don't feel like writing for it. Whatever you're comfortable with! :) Have a beautiful day!

Hehe, this is my first Dazatsu fic and I think I ship them hard... they're so cute, uwu

Thank u sm for this sweet request! I made it spicy though😏😌💕

Dazai + Atsushi + *stupid grin* “I love it when you laugh.”

Word count: 991

Warnings: Slight nsfw(?) Like, not rlly, but still... fluff! That's all♡

Alive

“Dazai-san, Yosano-san wants you at the medical office. She wants you to- ”

A broad chest slams itself onto poor Atsushi’s face, cutting him mid-sentence. A pair of strong bandaged arms wrap around his waist, preventing his cute ass from kissing the floor.

“Ah, Atsushi-kun, you always manage to make some sort of contact with me. Can’t you wait until tonight?”

Atsushi blushes and tries pushing the brunet away.

“D-Dazai! Not now, not here!”

“Why not?”

He leans down to Atsushi’s level, biting his earlobe.

“Everyone knows you belong to me. You shout it out to the city every night, after all.”

The poor boys face heats up even more and he tries pushing Dazai away, to no avail. Dazai’s grip on his waist was too strong. Atsushi gives up and hides his face in his hands.

The bandaged man grins, pecking the shorter male and striding over to Yosano’ s office.

The sudden lack of contact makes Atsushi whimper and lose balance. He grabs onto the nearest surface to support himself; his knees weren’t quite helping him.

“You should read some spice, you know.”

He jumps at the voice, turning behind to spot little Kyoka.

“What?”

“Read some... exciting stuff. You can find it literally anywhere. That way you will be less flustered when he flirts with you. If you want a link or something, hit me up.”

Atsushi gulps, wondering why the child is giving him relationship advice.

“Wait a minute. Why do you know where to read all that stuff?!”

She gives him an ‘Are you serious?’ look.

“Take a guess, dumbass.”

She walked away, leaving a dumbfounded and shocked baby tiger behind.

....

Dazai walked home a little after his boyfriend. He had to go with Ranpo to get some job done. Unfortunately, he actually had to do some work today. Sighing, he shrugged off his coat, hanging it on the rack near the door. Kicking off his shoes, he called out to his lover.

“Atsushi? I’m home!”

He frowned on not hearing a reply, but then again, the boy must have been busy on his phones and have his headphones on or something. Sighing, he strolled into the kitchen, downing a glass of water. All he wanted now was a hot shower and some cuddles.

He reached the bathroom only to find it running. Knocking on the door, he leaned his ear on the sill.

“Atsushi?”

He heard a muffled “Hai?” from inside. Smiling, Dazai leaned against the door, crossing his arms.

“Aren’t you going to come out, Atsushi? Are you going to ignore me?”

An evil smirk grew on his face.

“I’ll be right there! I am not trying to ignore you! Dazai? I’ll be out in a minute! Please don’t be upset!”

Dazai ignored the platinum blonde’s requests and walked away, snickering to himself. An evil plan had found itself in the brunet’s mind.

...

Atsushi hurriedly flung his towel around his waist, stumbling out the washroom. The last thing he wanted was his darling being mad at him. He did not want to upset Dazai. He meant too much to Atsushi. Dazai was his saviour, mentor and lover. Every morning when he wakes up, the first thing he sees is the gorgeous man. That is more than he could ask for; to have such an amazing human being by his side.

He rushed to the hall to find Dazai on the couch, an arm strung over his face. He must have fallen asleep. A pit of sadness grew in Atsushi’s stomach. He felt guilty for making him wait for so long.

He grabbed a soft blanket from his cupboard and headed over to the pretty man. Spreading it open, he gently wrapped it around the sleeping beauty. Just as he was about to leave, he was pulled onto the couch.

“Gah!”

Atsushi now laid with his back on the cushion, with Dazai straddling him. A sadistic smirk stretched his lips as he began tickling the poor boy.

“AHAHAHA! STOP, STOP! AHAHAHAHAHAAHA!”

Dazai only grinned like a maniac and continued his cruel attack, loving the way Atsushi squirmed and shook under him. The soft and honest laughs made Dazai’s heart flutter. A warmth spread in his chest. He truly was a lucky an to have found such an angel.

Suddenly halting his ministrations, Dazai smiled softly at Atsushi.

Atsushi collected his breath before looking up at his assailant with an angry pout. It soon dissolved when he noticed the loving expression on Dazai’s face.

“What is it?”

Dazai grinned boyishly.

“I love it when you laugh.”

Atsushi blushed, covering his face with his hands.

“You are going to kill me with your words one day, I swear.”, he mumbled.

“Ah, I can’t have you dying on me, now, can I?”

Dazai’s gaze flickered down Atsushi’s bare chest. Licking his lips, he slowly trailed his fingers along it, teasing and tickling at the same time.

Shivers ran down Atsushi’s spine. He did not know whether it was because of the lingering touches or the hungry gaze in Dazai’s eyes.

Leaning forward, Dazai kissed Atsushi’s neck, breathing along his jaw.

“Do you want to feel alive, Atsushi?”, Dazai breathed into his ear.

Atsushi’s breath hitched and he gulped.

“Please... make me feel alive.”

Dazai smirked, licking a stripe along Atsushi’s neck, making his eyes flutter closed.

“That’s what I like to hear, baby.”