#sick atsushi my beloved.......

[sickficideas]

Platonic caretaking is everuthing 2 me especially w the ada + atsushi. He probably gets really anxious when he gets sick which makes it worse, and hes worried theyll b ngry with him and just. Cannot comprehend someone being worried for his wellbeing 🥺

anon this is one of my favorite things 😭 i truly love sick and anxious Atsushi who truly can't comprehend others worrying over him...insisting he's fine and he'll take care of himself to avoid getting in the way of others but making himself feel worse with how anxious the situation makes him. Kunikida pretty much forcing him to rest because he can see how much damage the anxiety is doing...I love emetophobic Atsushi who throws up in front of the others despite doing everything he can to avoid it and working himself up about everyone's reactions so much that he passes out. waking up in the infirmary to Dazai telling him to not even think about getting up because Kunikida will run him over with his car lol. Atsushi feeling a little more secure with just one person there instead of the whole agency reassuring him. Dazai quietly telling Kunikida they need to handle the situation more carefully next time 💔

[lotus-pear]

play this with us!! i'll start with shin skk

i don’t give them enough credit for the amount of brainrot they give me

[chuuyrr]

I'm not sure if you're taking asks right now so feel free to ignore this. I'd like to request the Fushiguro! Child in the BSD universe where she gets sick so when her powers go wonky and instead of her going to other universes they all come to her universe instead(the JJK universe). The PM, ADA gets to meet Gojo and the Gang hehe. This is kinda inspired by me having a cold right now and having nobody around to talk with lol

scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader takes the port mafia and the armed detective agency to the jujutsu kaisen universe

jujutsu kaisen x reader x bungo stray dogs

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): quite the literal bungo stray dogs and jujutsu kaisen, fluff/comfort, kinda ooc but i tried 😭

╰➤ PAIRING(s): platonic! jujutsu kaisen (gojo & megumi only) + bungo stray dogs (port mafia & ADA) x child! reader

before you read: hi, in case you're new, you're megumi's younger half-sibling, and while you don't have cursed energy, you do have scarlet witch's powers and abilities! aside from that, as a special scarlet witch variant, you also have the ability to travel across the multiverse. how chaotic! furthermore, like your half-brother megumi, you are being cared for by gojo satoru, who also serves as your adoptive father. for more info, please see the masterlist.

being sick was one thing, but having your chaos magic go crazy was quite another.

you weren't even aware of it since you were in bed, sick with a feverish cold, caged up in your room with gojo and megumi who had just gone there only to leave again, failing to get you to eat as much as they wanted you to, which was natural.

you were breathing in and out with your eyes closed, trying relax while coughing a little from the cold, and as you lay in bed, feeling completely miserable, your fingers were subconsciously interlocking and locking.

your powers were working their magic, and the next thing you knew, your beloved family figures from the world of gifted detectives and mafiosos had been taken and dragged into your world in a snap of a finger.

THUD!!

as soon as you heard the sound, you instantly opened your eyes and sat up, and a soft gasp escaped your lips at the sight.

chuuya was face planted on the floor, letting out screams while rolling his r's in annoyance with dazai sitting on top of him, but kunikida, yosano, ranpo, kyouka, kenji, and fukuzawa, and even akutagawa, were either on their bums or feet, but it was clear that they didn't end up falling badly from the red portal present on your ceiling like chuuya, dazai, and atsushi.

"g-guys?" you squeak out, immediately catching their attention as your eyes lit up.

"[name]-chan!" cried dazai, only to let out a dramatic gasp when he noticed a cold gel patch on your forehead and how feverish you looked.

with that, dazai shoved chuuya aside as if he wasn't the one sitting on him in the first place when they were carried across the multiverse by some mysterious red power, and ran to your side, without caring where he was right now.

you extended your arms and hands towards dazai, a clingy expression over your sleepy and blurry eyes from being unwell, needing a cuddle as you whined gently at him, "dazai-nii!"

dazai sat by your side on the bed and hugged you dearly, holding you against his chest and stroking his fingers through your hair, hushing you softly yet comfortingly.

"shh, it's okay, my sweet little [name]-chan. dazai's here. in fact, we're all here.. and it appears to be because of you," dazai said softly, staring at the armed detective agency and port mafias you dragged along with him, all of whom he knows mean a lot to you as your loved ones.

everyone was staring at how dazai comforted you while you were obviously sick, and while akutagawa and chuuya were taken aback by this oddly softer and sweeter side of dazai, they gradually realized where they were, given the amount of plushies, children toys, and books in shelves, and cute decorations in the room, which was enough to tell that it was yours.

"yeah, this is definitely [name]-chan's room.." atsushi stated the obvious, a little smile tugging on his lips as he observed the quantity of hello kitty stickers on your wardrobe and drawers, as well as the stuffies you had, recognizing a few that dazai had gotten you back at home.

"and we're definitely in her universe this time," ranpo added, opening his eyes to reveal a pair of emerald irises and a serious expression that quickly changed, "which also means we've just traveled across the multiverse like our little [name]-chan! isn't that just fascinating?!"

"that's a very nice way to put it.. ranpo-san.." kunikida's sweat dropped as he folded his arms.

"it's still a wonder though.. all of us really traveled across the multiverse.." fukuzawa murmured, still in awe of that very fact.

"how does the brat even do it?" akutagawa sighed sharply, coughing a little as he straightened up and dusted off his clothes with his hands, "it felt like living through a lifetime of everything as we passed through those universes in a flash."

"i agree with him, i honestly feel a little sick.." kenji stated, scratching the back of his head, but still holding a bright smile nonetheless.

"speaking of sick, the chibi is sick too," chuuya exclaimed, his gaze softening at sight of you in dazai's embrace and holding onto him almost for dear life, "probably more than you, kiddo."

yosano was the first to rush to your side besides dazai and chuuya, the doctor in her and their maternal instincts kicking in.

"can i see her for a bit?" she requested softly yet severely as she stared at dazai.

"shh, it's okay, [name]-chan. auntie yosano just needs to check on you a bit," dazai nodded his head and gently pulled you away from him to let yosano check you, hushing you sweetly as you whined softly.

with that, yosano pressed her hand against your neck, face, and forehead, "hmm.. she's shivering a bit. chills it seems from her cold."

"damn, and even in [name]'s current state, she managed to use her abilities to get all of us here," chuuya commented, his eyes wide with amazement and true awe.

"[name]-chan's ability probably got wonky that brought us here out of pure instinct," kyouka softly murmured, to which ranpo pouted at as he claimed that was his line.

a knock rang in your bedroom door while you were being surrounded by your loved ones from another universe, prompting the armed detective agency and port mafia members you dragged in to tense up, especially dazai, who practically hugged you tighter out of protective instinct.

"kikufuku? are you awake?"

they all froze at that.

"shit, someone's at the fucking door," cursed chuuya as he stated the obvious.

"let's just knock out whoever's at the door," said akutagawa who was already activating rashomon.

"dad, i'm awake!" you exclaimed, causing everyone in your bedroom to stiffen up once more, despite dazai shushing you and instantly covering your mouth.

as soon as the door opened, a white-haired man in a tight black shirt and slacks entered, wearing black round sunglasses and carrying a medicine, water, and a bowl of soup in his arms, together with a spiky-haired boy.

the black tendrils of akutagawa's coat were already in the air, ready to attack with atsushi shaking his head at him, chuuya glowing red with crossed arms while the others remained relatively quiet, ranpo, fukuzawa, kyouka, kenji, and yosano unaffected.

there was a pin drop silent for a brief second as everyone stared off at gojo and megumi.

and that was until megumi did his handsigns and brought out his demon dogs into your bedroom, with gojo immediately dropping everything to the floor at the sight of this many strangers in your bedroom (it was also a wonder how they all managed to fit inside too), especially with an unfamiliar young man with unkempt brown hair and brown coat being in bed with you, as well as the one with ginger-hair and a hat as you tugged on his sleeve to make him sit by you too.

"what are all of you doing in my daughter's bedroom?!" cried out gojo, dazai's eyes widening to find you suddenly gone from his embrace and now in the embrace of the white-haired man who had already taken off his glasses with his free hand outstretched, ready to attack with the intention of protecting you.

'blue eyes with the speed of a blink of an eye,' dazai thought, staring at the man holding you in his arms. there was no doubt about it.

"calm down. we're not here to hurt your daughter," fukuzawa immediately stepped in both on the behalf of the armed detective agency and port mafia members in the room.

"you heard the boss, mister. we know [name]-chan!" ranpo backed up fukuzawa with a rather casual and enthusiastic response, very much unfazed at the tension in the air.

"these people know you, [name]?" questioned megumi as he glanced at you, then at gojo, who continued to hold you in his embrace.

"they're the ones i go to when you guys aren't around," you explained to your half elder brother, whining softly and squirming in gojo's grip, "now, put me dooown! they're not stranger dangers!"

you leapt to your feet as soon as gojo placed you down on the floor, clinging to dazai, who had already gotten out of your bed and was standing near chuuya.

gojo and megumi looked surprised as you hugged dazai's pant leg in the same manner you hugged gojo and occasionally your uncle nanami or your half older brother megumi.

a soft smile tugged on dazai's lips as he picked you up and carried you in his embrace, quietly smiling as he caressed the back of your head and allowed you wrap your tiny arms around his neck.

"you can't hurt dazai-nii and his friends!" you continued to speak as you turned your head towards gojo while letting dazai carry you.

"dazai-nii?" both gojo and megumi glanced at each other as they both uttered it unison.

"then that means.." gojo's words trailed off as he glanced at dazai, who happened to be quite as tall as him, before returning his focus to you, "you have a lot of explaining to do right here and now, [name]."

you were back in your bed after a long time of explaining, sitting up straight while gojo fed you spoonfuls of a new batch of soup, his eyes narrowing slightly at the sight of dazai and, well, chuuya on the other side of your bed, given how you refused to let them leave your side while you ate.

even megumi was cautious, especially when it came to akutagawa. he still had his demon dogs out and ready to attack them all.

fukuzawa, yosano, ranpo, and kunikida were seated on the little stools in the middle of your room, with ranpo fiddling with the tea cups and kettle toy on the mini table, and kenji and kyouka checking out your toys and other things.

the tension in the air was palpable, given that the majority of them were cautious of gojo's six blue eyes and his ability to move so swiftly that he could whisk you away from dazai and chuuya in the blink of an eye.

your father was no joke, and your older brother, megumi, was most likely as well, but you were entirely unaware of all of this and continued eating the soup that gojo fed you fairly gleefully now that the armed detective agency and port mafia were in your room with you.

"so, just to clarify things," began gojo, sitting back up and placing the now-empty bowl on your nightstand while opening your medicine with the spoon you used to eat, "all of you came from another universe, and you,"

dazai merely smiled at gojo as he pointed a spoon at him and spoke, "apparently you're [name]'s closest guardian, the one she tells me that resembles like me, dazai osamu."

"and all of those guys are your colleagues, including that guy over there who looks like nanamin with that old man being your boss," gojo said, to which ranpo snickered, fukuzawa's sweat fell, yosano merely gazed at, kyouka and kenji nodded, and kunikida looked perplexed.

"and you two," gojo said, pointing his spoon at chuuya, who simply arched a brow at him and said, "now, what?" with akutagawa glaring daggers at him.

"you guys are from the mafia and you're familiar with [name]?" gojo pointed out with narrowed eyes.

just as akutagawa was ready to dispute and say something unpleasant, chuuya interrupted him and spoke to gojo on their behalf, saying, "just so you know, we do not involve the chibi in our line of work. in fact, she stays very much out of it, if that's what you're worried about."

"chuuya's right, gojo-kun," dazai said with gojo already raising a brow at him, "we understand who and what [name]-chan is and how terribly young she is given her age, and just as powerful her special ability, err, abilities are, we make sure to keep her safe and that she is fed!"

"the armed detective agency ensures that [name]-chan is well taken care of, especially by dazai-san and the president," atsushi added, "in fact, the detective agency serves as her other home in another universe."

gojo's stern expression softened as he sighs deeply and shakes his head, "i see."

with that, gojo immediately lost the protective-father act and clasped his hands together, "well, that's settles it. i'm fine with it."

you then happily raised your arms in the air to celebrate, and croaked out a tiny sweet, "yay!"

"just like that?!" megumi cried out in disbelief.

"well, why else would they all be here saying all of that when it's not?" gojo raised a brow at megumi before laughing softly, "you know, thinking about it, these guys do kind of.. resemble us. take that kunikida-guy for example, doesn't he remind you of nanamin? or how that atsushi-guy acts like itadori-kun too?"

"that's not the point here!" megumi scoffed with a nerve protuded on his temple.

"and he acts like dazai," kunikida muttered his breath at the mention of him, shaking his head.

"aish, calm down, megumi-kun," gojo sighed as he began pouring some medicine in the spoon before turning towards you, gently nudging you to open your mouth to feed it to you, "if they had already wanted to hurt [name], they would have already. in fact, it was something i was already anticipating when i saw them in the room, especially with mister no-eyebrows over there. he kind of acts like you, by the way," gojo stated the last part, pointing at akutagawa.

"hey, watch your tongue or i'll cut you up!" akutagawa scowled at gojo at that.

"see?" gojo stifled a laugh at the threat, "he's so much like you back when you were little and [name]-chan was still a wee little baby."

megumi sighed deeply, shaking his head at gojo, "but still.."

gojo merely grins at megumi, then back at you, leaning down to kiss the top of your head, "and besides, you know it yourself, megumi-kun. the second i find out that they have hurt [name], i won't hesitate to infinite void them up."

following that, chuuya, akutagawa, dazai, and even fukuzawa tense up a little at the abrupt change in manner that gojo now displayed, which was terrifyingly similar to dazai.

"that being said, it will be fine. i'm the strongest, and i can hurt them ten times over."

however, dazai simply laughed, causing gojo's tone and eyes to soften once again. he knows about gojo satoru, the limitless jujutsu sorcerer whom is considered the strongest in the world you resided in, and that's becayse you told dazai everything, from who your father was and what he was like to what he was capable of.

"don't worry, gojo-kun, rest assured that [name]-chan is in safe hands, and you know, we'll get along just fine," dazai said before giggling at you, "right, little bella?"

"mhm!" you happily hummed with a nod.

gojo stared at dazai at that, and it didn't take long for a smile to tug on his lips, it was almost mischievous yet similar to dazai.

"i have a bad feeling about this," muttered kunikida, causing chuuya to look up at him.

"you know what? i agree with you on that."

[ author's notes ! hi, tysm requesting and i hope this writing of mine sufficed to make you feel well. hope you're feeling better :) sadly, i wasn't able to write for the other characters, and only did gojo and megumi meeting them. ngl i feel like my writing for scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader is a tad rusty (which is why i kinda hate my writing for this one, felt like i didn't do the request, err, suggestion, justice) given how i haven't writen for it in such a long time. the request for it is closed, but i just couldn’t help myself to write it down and see what i can do !! much much love from me to those who read until the very end, and yeah, reblogs are appreciated !! ]

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[ayvi]

💟Being the girlfriend of bsd characters💟

Dazai Osamu ♡Oddly enough, Dazai is monogamous. Despite all those tackles to waitresses and other girls, it was all not serious for him. Just for fun, to brighten up your days. But with your appearance in his life, Osamu stopped any flirtations, tackles and suggestions of double suicide. If he does any of this, it's only to annoy you a little😉 ♡Dazai is an eloquent guy, so compliments from him 24/7. I'm already silent about the frequent ambiguous and vulgar jokes in your address, with which he loves to embarrass you. In addition, Dazai is a tactile person and just loves to hug you or touch you somehow, no matter where you are. So for the fact that the brown-haired man distracts you from work, he often gets not weak kicks from Kunikida with shouts about not suffering from bullshit, but going to work ... ♡With the appearance of you in his life and the realization that he sincerely and strongly loves you, he completely forgot about suicide. Dazai has finally found his meaning in life. The one for which he will live and not just live, but enjoy every minute spent with you ♡"I always lose what I don't want to lose." Osamu is terribly afraid of losing you and the case of Odasaku pops up in his memory every time, causing fear to ignite more and more in his soul. And even more, the former mobster is finishing off the realization that he will definitely never be able to come to terms with your death Esper has a very romantic nature and manages to surprise you with something new every time. And the sincerity of delight and the smile on your face can't help but make him smile back. ♡Can't cook, but how she dances. It is better not to let the brown-haired man near the stove at all, otherwise your apartment is Khan. At best, there are mountains of dirty dishes and the whole kitchen is covered in scraps of food, and at worst, he will give it up. So it's better for you to cook, but it's better to order at home for general safety. ♡I am ready to help you with anything except reports (there are Atsushi for this)) ♡Your pastime takes place in different ways. Although most often you walk around the city at night holding hands and introduce a casual conversation ♡If you are at least a couple of centimeters shorter than him, then get ready that Dazai will tease you every day, just give a reason. Of course, it will not be as tough to joke as over Chuya, but more gently. But if he really hurts you, he will beg your forgiveness with sweets and hugs As for jealousy on his part, he trusts you, although if there is a guy hanging around who didn't realize the first time that you were busy, then Osamu will immediately glare at the guy angrily and he's already gone • On your part, jealousy doesn't really arise either. Dazai does not give any reasons for this. Although, as I said earlier, he can get a little annoyed and lead to jealousy by flirting with some girl as a joke. ♡•When Dazai is sick, it's something. He's still a malingerer. He likes to attract your attention to himself by any means. His knee hurts, and he's already pretending to be lying down • But when you're sick, then Dazai is ready to run around with you even all day and he doesn't care that he can get infected (but I don't care if I get sick. I'll be able to put cans on my own~). In general, you recover and then the esper goes on sick leave. ♡With Dazai, you will definitely never be bored. In addition, he loves you immensely and appreciates you. And it is worth valuing above all, because you are his only meaning of life, the one for which he is ready to sacrifice everything he has

Chuya Nakahara ♤Like his former partner, Chuya is very devoted to his beloved ♤Loyalty is loyalty, but Nakahara is literally your mommy. Then the neckline is too deep, then she dressed too coldly, then short. - It's too short. I told you at least a millimeter above the knees immediately no - Maybe I should dress like a nun or put on a potato sack? - Sounds good... - ... I'm going to throw something at you now ... in general, your life is saturated in terms of choosing clothes. Well, at least you'll walk stylishly ♤No matter how it sounds now, but with your appearance, Chuya realized that for him the mafia is in second place. That without you, he just existed, believing that his whole life should be devoted to serving the Port Mafia. And he is grateful to you that you, one might say, help him to live, not to coexist and, moreover, enjoy every moment, even insignificant ♤Like Dazai, Chuya is afraid of losing you. Every day he is worried about the fear that one of the enemies will find out about you and cause harm. He can't help but think of nothing but your safety. He literally shielded you from his work for as long as possible ♤Of course, Chuya is not as eloquent as his former partner, but he is no less romantic. Whenever possible, he takes you to restaurants, buys your favorite flowers, expensive jewelry, toys. All for the sake of making you happy. And remember your ride on his bike through the night city? Romantic movies with their scripts smoke on the sidelines compared to this. ♤ you cook at home often, because Chuya goes to work early and he has no time to do it, but when he has a day off, he is ready to get up early in order to cook you breakfast in bed. ♤ If you need help, then Nakahara will help you right away, even if you didn't need his help. ♤Your pastime also goes differently, because unlike Dazai, Chuya works at work, and not just dragging his time fooling around. He often comes home tired and he definitely does not have time for walks and other things, Usually you both lie on the couch in front of the TV, watching some movie or TV series, under which you both hug and fall asleep ♤•Jealousy on his part. Here it is more difficult than with Dazai. And it's not that Chuya doesn't trust you. He is sure that you will not change him, but his short temper makes itself felt. So I don't envy the guy who decided to try his luck by approaching you. Nakahara will tear him to pieces on the spot • Just like Dazai Nakahara does not give any reason for jealousy. He doesn't even flirt with someone in jest to annoy you a little. He immediately makes it clear to any girl that he is busy and therefore there is no point in being jealous ♤•It is also difficult for Chuya to get sick, since he is still a workaholic and can go to work with a 40 degree temperature. So during the illness, you literally chain him to bed and force him to be treated. He may worry for a while, but then he will accept it and even notice for himself that it's not so bad to be sick. You take care of him and he can take a little break from his work • When you're sick, Chuya literally gives up on his work and goes to treat you. Of course, not without indignation that he told you to dress warmer, and you didn't listen to him. ♤Chuya may seem very strict in many things, but that's only because he values you very much. With you, the mafia realized what it means to be truly happy and loved.

Rampo Edogawa ■In a word, a big kid, not a guy. And with that, a very capricious child and I'm not exaggerating now. Don't understand what's going on in his head. If he suddenly gets something into his head, he will take out your nerves until you do as he asks. ■His self-esteem is also going through the roof. He just likes to brag about his deduction. Rampo can't help but show off in front of you how his director begged to solve another case, since no one else could do it, and he is a great detective coped with it in a second ■If you are a huge lover of goodies, like Edogawa, then all your hiding places with stashes from the guy will be found, and what is in sight will be eaten. But if you don't really like sweets, then this also doesn't really bother the detective. He'll get more. But you can not read Rampo's lectures, he will not refuse sweets. ■Edogawa is still a sly one. Thanks to his deduction, he always knows what kind of complement would be appropriate to make. Do you have a new hairstyle? It suits you very well. Highlights your beautiful eyes. A new dress? It wouldn't look better on anyone but you~ ■The detective is a very tactile guy. He just loves hugging you, leaving fleeting kisses on your face or just holding your hands in his. He is like a cat demanding attention from you and often sulks at you for not noticing him at all because of your affairs. ■Cooking is not his forte, but he is a pro at stealing ingredients. So you literally push Rampo out of the kitchen so that he doesn't eat everything and you have something to cook from, especially if you're cooking something sweet ■There is not much hope for help either. Rampo can help you only if he wants to show off his brilliant mind and deduction once again ■You have one pastime. At home, under a warm blanket with sweets, watch TV. You rarely go for a walk, because you only have to distract yourself for a second, and Edogawa is already gone. Then he calls you and says he's lost. Twenty-five again🤦🏻 ■•There is no jealousy on his part, since Rampo trusts you, plus, again, his super deduction, and how can you exchange the best detective for someone else. This is unthinkable! •There is also no jealousy on your part, since Edogawa does not give a reason for this. And with his very arrogant character, who would dare to try his luck? Detective, if only to be jealous, then it will be sweets, or to himself ■• As I said, Rampo is still a capricious child, so he also gets sick like a child. Then the medicine is bitter, then it's too cold, then it's hot, then he wants your attention, then something else. In general, you run around with him all day and only at night, when he falls asleep, you rest • If you are sick, then Edogawa will try to help you get back on your feet. He knows what medications you need to take, will cover you with all the blankets that are in the house and will try to cook you a hot soup. The keyword is "try". ■Yes, it's not easy to get along with a great detective under the same roof, but he loves you and tries to make you feel comfortable with him. Edogawa always knows when you have a load on your heart and is ready to listen to you and help, no matter what it costs him.

[celestial-corner-of-desires]

Hello! Can I request Fukuzawa Yukichi (BSD) and reader having a date during Tanabata festival? (that includes wearing yukatas, trying festival food, playing festival games, etc.) Thank you!

Hello Darling! My apologies for my absence. I hope you wouldn't mind if I added some....extra spice to your request?

Following the events of the Cannibalism incident and the capture of Dostoevsky, the Armed Detective Agency seems to slowly regain its flow and antics. You can hear the loud noises coming from the office as you walk up to the door, fresh cut blouse and pencil skirt delicately hugging your body, but keeping all your inner beauty intact. As you open the door to the office, you are greeted by the chaos engulfing the room from Ranpo's and Dazai's poking fun, with Atsushi being the victim of their teasing.

"Oi, Atsushi! Have you gotten the sweets from the bakery I requested?" Ranpo demands, as a lollipop hangs from his mouth.

"Not yet Ranpo-san. There is a bit of paperwork I need to complete before I ca-"

"Nay~ Atsushi-kun! Can you please do my work as well? All these dealings with Fyodor and his little schemes have taken all my precious time from napping. Do you mind helping your senior, hm?" Dazai leans his head forward into his arm, giving Atsushi puppy eyes.

"Dazai-san, Kunikida-san specifically instructed you to tackle them. not m-"

"Yeah, yeah. But Kunikida is not here, so I am sure that he wouldn't mind this one time."

"But..."

Before either of the elder men continued their torture on Atsushi, two metal clips were thrown at them, one hitting Dazai on the temple, and the other hitting Ranpo on the forehead.

"Hey! What the hell is your prob-" Ranpo loudly rambled bitterly, before noticing you standing, annoyance plastered on your face. A way of fear covers Ranpo, as he quickly silents his mouth from speaking any further.

Shifting his attention from Ranpo to you, Dazai slips a pleasant smile on his face.

"Good morning Belladonna Y/N-san! You look as exquisite as always. What do we own the pleasure, hm~?"

"Good morning to you too, Dazai. Mind explaining why I am witnessing harassment from the two seniors towards our young member?"

"Harassment? Oh, what a scandalous accusation! Me and Ranpo-san were merely teasing him, right Atsushi-kun?" Dazai turned to Atsushi, expecting him to agree with him. Taking a glance at you, Atsushi muttered, "If you expect me to defend you now, then you need to raise my payment buddy."

A low chuckle escapes your lips at the slow shock that enters Dazai's eyes. Before Dazai could counter with a smart remark, a baritone voice came from behind you.

"I see everyone is being productive today."

Turning your head, you noticed your beloved one standing behind you, a solemn expression resting on his features. Despite going through so much stress in the past couple of weeks, Fukuzawa never failed to look dazzling in your eyes. In fact, you would argue that all this danger for the sake of the safety and survival of the Armed Detective Agency has brought back the youthful danger that captured your heart long ago.

"Good morning President. Still practicing your assassin skills, hm?" You fully turned to Fukuzawa, tracing your eyes from his lips to his eyes, trying to notice the change in his stern look.

"One must always be aware of upcoming dangers. As a matter of fact, the recent events have shown how far the enemy is willing to sick low to fulfill their corrupt plans." Everyone at the office looked at him with serious expressions, the previous light atmosphere turning dimmed. Bringing his hands out of his sleeves to cough into his fist, he continued. "If you have time, please follow me to my office, Miss Y/N-san."

He turned his heel towards the door, walking towards the exit. You peeked your head to the side towards the boys, before glaring at Dazai and Ranpo, whispering, "Please get back to work before I decide to take off my gloves." Both men straightened out before silently nodding. Making fun Kunikida is one thing. Steering the President's mood with pranks is a possibility, but not high. But making you mad?

......................

'Might as well let Yosano heal them for 12 hours or even be a victim of Mori's play dates with Elise.'

Giving all three a smile, you stroll behind Fukuzawa, leaving the office. As soon as you walk in through the President's office threshold and the door is closed, Fukuzawa wraps himself around you. Nuzzling his head into your neck, you can't help but smile. No matter how long you have been together, he continuously acts like a cat, but only to the one who holds his heart.

Though it is known that you and Fukuzawa have been together for a few years, the workplace doesn't allow for public displays of affection. Most people refer to you as big sister or Y/N-san, but to Fukuzawa, behind the closed doors and only under his gaze, his sunshine. With both of you being the "parents" of the Armed Detective Agency, finding moments of intimacy is rare, but they are cherished.

Pulling away his head from your neck, Fukuzawa brushes his hand through your hair, caressing the strands that fall off your side. The look he gives you reminds you of the lovesick look that Hades had toward Persephone, the blazing eyes that hold devotion for you and no one else.

"May I ask something, my sunshine?"

"Anything. You may share and ask anything on your mind."

A small grin grows on his lips at your sincerity.

"It would seem that I have neglected our time together, and with the recent attack from the demon Dostoevsky, I haven't taken time to show you my love for you properly." Taking a sigh, he follows with his speech. "There is a Tanabata festival happening tonight. Would you give me the honor to take you on a date, my sunshine?"

Deciding to tease a bit, you grinned, "You know it's not smart to ask rhetorical questions, right dear?"

Pulling a soft laughter, he spoke, "It would seem that Ranpo has been rubbing off on you."

"What could have possibly led you to such a conclusion Mr. Detective?"

Bringing your foreheads together, with your noses brushing slightly against one another, you can feel his warm breath on your lips, tugging you to close the space and letting your lips dance in a passionate kiss. Deciding to follow your instincts, you closed the gap, and let a smile form on your lips as what a small peck turned into a deep and ravishing kiss. Your hands tug on his yukata, as his brash and colossal hands squeeze your hips, as soft moans and groans escape both of your lips.

You quickly pull your lips before both of you do something unprofessional, letting the whole agency know what kind of beasts both you and Fukuzawa can be once both of you get turned on. You lift your hand to gently grasp his face, memorizing his facial features to your memory core.

"When and where is Tanabata festival going to be held?"

Trying to regain some composure, Fukuzawa answered, "On the outskirts of Yokohama, and 6:30 in the evening."

You lean forward, seemingly going for another kiss. However, only for you to bring your pointing finger up to his nose, "Boop." You whisper.

Taking a step back, you straightened your clothes, walking towards the door. There was so much work to complete and the promise of a date boosted your confidence to get it done quickly. As you pass through the door, you turn your head to your lover, smirking at him. "Can't wait for our date, my love." As soon as you say it, you close the door leaving Fukuzawa shocked and speechless. Only one thought flashes through his mind:

"This woman will be the death of me, I swear."

Getting ready for the festival, you decided to wear your light blue yukata, decorated with sakura petals, making it appear as if an image of flying petals was dancing on your skin. This was a present from Fukuzawa two years ago, as it reminded him of you, a fresh breath of spring that releases his soul from the gruesome past. You wrap a light pink Obi belt around your waist, smoothing out your outfit, and then finishing up with putting up your hair in a bun, with a hairpin holding it still.

Checking that everything looks good, you take your Kinchaku pouch, before taking a step out of your shared room, seeing Fukuzawa waiting for you at the hall entrance by the front door. He was wearing a dark grey yukata, in contrast to his usual green one, with a black Obi belt hugging his waist. As he hears you approach him, he lifts his gaze, only to have his eyes widen a fraction. You feel bashful under his gaze, lower your eyes to your feet, and blush creeping onto your cheeks. Suddenly, you feel him taking up your hand, only to bring it to his lips, placing a delicate kiss on it.

"You look astonishing, my sunshine."

"I should be saying it to you, my dear."

Gently moving your hand, Fukuzawa places your arm through his, locking it in a hook. "Shall we head out?"

"Lead the way!"

"Look, there is strawberry and mango dango milk! We got to try it!"

"Be careful, don't trip, my love."

As people were flooding the festival, laughter and joy began to radiate through every corner of the event. The vibrant decorations of the summer festival peaking in all directions. You can hear the shouts of vendors, excitedly selling their delicious snacks and drinks, children running through the crowd with toys in their hands, and couples taking pictures at the event.

Though you have only been here for 15 minutes, there was one main priority. Food. Get the best and fresh food before it sells out.

"So it seems that you were the one who taught Ranpo how to indulge in food more than activities in the event."

Turning your head back to Fukuzawa after paying for two dango milks - strawberry and mango, and matcha flavor - you returned to him, handing him one of the milks.

"C'mon as a detective, it best to get the freshest clues before they disappear." Fukuzawa took a sip of his dango milk as you continued, "I mean, how else would you explain how I got the best-looking assassin in all of Japan?" Fukuzawa almost choked on the beverage at your comment, with you giggling into your hand.

"You are saying some dangerous stuff, sunshine. You almost had me killed."

"Would that mean that I bested the best assassin?"

"I would gladly let you best me if it means I can see your radiant face first thing in the morning."

Blushing, you turned your head away, "Now I know who taught Dazai to smooth talk women."

Both of you laughed at your comment. You could feel how the world stopped as if only you and him existed in this vast world. The past couple of weeks have been hell for you, as you watched your lover being poisoned and injured, having to fight not only the leader of Port Mafia but also before that, deal with the Guild incident and protect Yokohama all at once. Yes, he may not played the key role in successfully stopping all those attacks, but to everyone in the Agency, he was the pillar that held everyone grounded. Without him, the Agency would crumble and lose hope.

Rather than lingering on sad memories, you grasped Fukuzawa's hand, leading him to gaming vendors, trying to piece the good memories into your mind. You spend the next couple of hours going from one vendor to another, checking out fun games, and trying out new food. Like Takoyaki with Pufferfish inside, which if you two are honest, was something.....unique and unforgettable, to say the least. Or blue cheese bubble tea that almost made you puke from the simple smell of it.

The sky darkened, and Fukuzawa decided to take your hand and lead you uphill, to a clear view of the sky away from the people. As you found the spot to settle down, Fukuzawa hugged your waist, leading your head onto his chest and placing his head on top of yours, as distant cheers could be heard beneath you. You let the silence befall you, enjoying every moment as the silver moon glooms above, lighting up the world in diamonds.

After some time passes, you break the silence, "Thank you for taking me for a wonderful date. I loved everything about it."

Fukuzawa hums in response, "I am glad I could make it up to you, sunshine. I know that times have been hard on us, but..." He raises his head, looking down at you with pure love in his orbs. "I am thankful that you are willing to stay with me despite everything that has been thrown at us. Please know that even though I put my years of assassination behind me, say the word and I will raise my sword for you in the blink of an eye." Feeling the seriousness covering his voice tone, you look up to him, a small smile gracing your lips.

"I know." You sighed. "Only you can keep my heart from losing its warmth because it's now your heart and I have yours."

Staring at each other, you let your bodies speak the words your mind can't capture properly. As your lips touched each other like ghosts, a booming sound came from in front of you, signaling the fireworks show starting up.

Truly a magical moment to end a good day and a great date.

From this point, NSFW material. Proceed with caution.

Just because you can see each other briefly every day, exchanging soft kisses here and there, doesn't mean that your bodies don't crave something more. Something primal. Something that blossoms the core of pure lust and desire in the human body.

Deeping the kiss, Fukuzawa trails his hands down to your supple breasts, grazing and massaging them in a rhythmic pattern. As you felt his hand pull on one of your breasts, you moaned, opening your mouth wider, only for Fukuzawa to let his tongue trail your mouth, licking every craving that he could. Slowly, he brings back his mouth, only sucking on your lower lip. Almost automatically, you raised your head giving him access to your neck, allowing Fukuzawa to lead a trail of wet kisses from your jaw to your collarbone. He licks a few spots on your neck, before pressing kisses on them. Each causes a moan to escape your lips.

Raising his lips, he whispers, "Such a silky skin, soft to the touch, and all mine. Would you mind if leave an essence on myself for every day I left you by yourself?"

You knew that this was his way of asking for your consent for him to continue. There was already throbbing hardness brushing against your thighs, such a veil creature should not exist, but your cunt is getting wet from upcoming sensations Fukuzawa's cock is going to send through your body. You whimper, stutter laced in your voice:

"Ye~...y-....ye~s"

"You have to be a bit louder, kitten. I can't hear you over the roaming of the fireworks."

You muster all the sanity in your being before saying, "Yes. Please make me feel every inch of you in my body. I-I... beg you to fuck me till I can't walk without feeling you every step I take for the rest of my li-"

Before you could finish, Fukuzawa plunges a finger into your warm bottom lips, and wetness coats his finger, as he moves it in and out. A gasp leaves your lips, shivers spreading across your spine.

"Oh, it seems my kitten has been aching for me to properly fuck her senses out."

Fukuzawa pushes you gently on the ground, making sure you are comfortable, before proceeding with his ministration. Adding a second finger, he digs in and out, slowly curling it inside, until scissoring your insides. Your body is shaking from the pure adrenaline, as you feel yourself reaching your peak. Sensing it, Fukuzawa leans forward to your ear, whispering, "Let your pussy cum with sweet juices. But..." He picks up his pace roughly, "Only when I tell you, kitten."

The pressure was beginning to build up, until the pool of tears began to leak from your eyes, silently begging for Fukuzawa to let you cum.

"Since it's been a while since we did this, I will let you release. Now," his rasp voice deeps with lust, "Cum for me like a little slut you are."

And on that cue, you let your pussy come. Gasping from the pressure that was there inside your cunt, your high slowly dissolving. Until, you felt Fukuzawa shift his position, with him stationed between your thighs. He let out his pained and hardened dick, as it twitched from the relief of no longer being constrained by his underwear.

No matter how much you have fucked together, you will never get used to his size. He pumps his length, letting some friction coarse through it, before looking into your eyes.

"Are you sure you can handle it, sunshine?"

Nodding your head, you brought one of your hands to his cheek, caressing it gently. "I trust you to take care of me. I am all yours."

Shaking his head in acknowledgment, Fukuzawa pushed himself slowly into your pussy, making sure that every inch of you isn't lasting in pain for long. He knew that at first, it would hurt, but as you slowly adjusted to him, he proceeded to push forward, until every inch was inside your pussy. Letting your walls properly wrap his length for thirty seconds to fully grasp him in your insides, you softly muttered:

"You can move now."

Fukuzawa began to move in and out of you in a slow rhythm, ensuring that your body was feeling more pleasure than pain. As your body began to crave more friction, you grasped his back, digging your nails into his back, signaling for him to speed up. Taking the cue, Fukuzawa let his hips rock into you with stronger force, pistoling your insides to the point of making you squirt from immense pleasure. Feeling him getting close to releasing, he repositions you onto your knees and hands, moving aside your yukata to the side so he could have a look at your juicy round ass.

Following your request to make you feel him with every step you take, Fukuzawa knew that in this position he could hit your G-spot at the perfect angle, increasing pleasure that would travel through your body.

"Yukuchi~ I am going to cum! Please, I need to deeply inside my hungry pussy!"

He fastens himself, smashing and rearranging all of you inside, making your whimper and moan, like cock lover you are.

He mutters under his breath, "On my count, kitten." You rapidly nod your head.

He starts, "Three."

You continue, "Two."

And as the peak was seconds from spilling you sync your loud moan, "One!"

Semen explodes inside your clit, creaming all of your warm and stretched walls, till not a single drop is spared.

As both of you try to catch your breath, you move your head up, leaning your lips to Fukuzawa's. With your lips parted, there is only one question that lingers in both of your minds:

Another round?

[sickiehugs]

uhm here's some of my sickzai hcs since you wanted any hcs :3

• usually he acts like sick just to slack off work so no one believes him when he's actually sick. he doesn't mind it bc he don't want anyone to worry about him. but they realizes his condition is really bad when he faints all of a sudden in middle of a work

• he refuses to see a doctor no matter what (even yosano). he says he doesn't need that (he in fact needs that). even if he goes to hospital or lets yosano treat him, he avoids from needles at all costs (this is semi-canon btw)

• he's used to high fever so when his fever is 38-39° he doesn't even notice or care about and only goes home until kunikida randomly finds out it

eh i'll write more abt another character or dazai again maybe. byee for now <3

-🪻

Sick Dazai my beloved........

I can def imagine him faking sick to slack off at the Agency, so ofc no one believes him when he actually shows up with a fever. Maybe Atsushi is like "hey, wait, he actually is acting strange" and Kunikida brushes him off, telling him that "he just does this sometimes".

And then later in the day, Dazai just faints. Yosano confirms he really is burning up, and Kunikida feels terrible. He's been brushing him off all day, accusing him of lying, and he's actually been terribly sick the whole time? He's gonna have some real apologizing to do when Dazai wakes up.

[whatwedointhecosmos]

this is the most beautiful thing ever i’m in tears i feel sick I’M

PLEASE WATCH THIS THE EMOTIONS ARE SO RAW. I’M NOT WELL THIS IS EVERYTHING!! atsushi my DARLING BELOVED

NEW ANIMATIC ITS ABOUT ATSUSHI THIS TIME BOYSSSS

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🤡✨️👀💞 for the fic ask game!

- ranchthoughts

ranch omg hi beloved!!

🤡 - What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

so many! I love writing silly situations for my silly blorbos (right after inflicting Horrors on them o7), but the last one that made me giggle was the entirety of a flufftober tinngun fic! tinn is literally me I love him <3

The bell continues ringing. “Tinn, wake ‘p,” Gun mumbles.

Cracking open a singular eye, Tinn lifts his head to look at the time. ‘7:00’, the clock blinks. Tinn stares. Who one earth is at their door at 7 in the morning on a Saturday?

✨ - Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on. You know you deserve it.

AJFJSJFJ well hmm I like to think I'm good at emotional effect? I don't need to write a lot to make the readers feel for the character!

👀 -

answered here but I'll tell you another one bc it's ranch 😌 this one is akkaye because I am nothing if not extremely predictable!! it's a sickfic ft. sick akk, a little bit of crying, and a lot of soft boyfriends <3

💞 - Who's your comfort character?

aaah that's so hard! I have a lot that I absolutely adore and it changes constantly. still, if I had to pick, my comfort character to write has recently been ayan - I love him sooo much he's everything to me!! I can do both angst and fluff with him which is so great :3 if we're not just talking bl, I also love to write atsushi nakajima bsd :D

yippee I love ask games!!

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bungou stray dogs x sick!reader headcannons

includes: fyodor, nikolai, dazai, chuuya, atsushi, and kunikida x gn reader

this is my first work so please have mercy on me

𝘍𝘺𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳 𝘋𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘦𝘷𝘴𝘬𝘺

i feel like he has a weak immune system, so he gets sick often yet is used to it so he doesn’t show any symptoms

with that being said, this including his smarts means that you will likely be better in 1-2 business days

he almost IMMEDIATELY notices you’re sick the minute you show anything close to a symptom

“symptom” could be something as small as being more tired to him, he’s just very observant

he rushes you to bed to make sure you’re laying down before it really hits you

cause when it does it’s HELL

he makes sure there’s water, medicine, and crackers on your bedside table at all times

he also leaves extra blankets on your bed if you get too cold

he’s obviously a busy man (yk taking over yokohama, as he should) so he can’t be by your side as much as he would prefer, but he checks on you every 30-90 minutes

he also makes sure that at the designated times you take your medicine

and if you don’t he shoves it down your throat!

also makes sure you’re drinking plenty water and eating

𝘕𝘪𝘬𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘪 𝘎𝘰𝘨𝘰𝘭

surprisingly very observant?? and calm?? like sir what

“oh you aren’t feeling good are you. huh? yeah i was able to tell this morning”

he tries to stay as not-like-himself as possible to hopefully not give you a headache because he knows how much those suck

but the minute your in bed and he’s out your room on a mission to get you medicine and stuff he’s freaking the actual fuck out

if you guys don’t have anything in your medicine cabinet he just goes to the nearest drug store and steals some, not without leaving you with no water of course

if you’re not done with the water by the time he’s back he’s making you down it with the medicine by the way

for an insane clown he’s very keen on water

tries to be by your side as much as he can, if he can’t, he tries to check up on you as much as possible

same case if you wanna be left alone for a bit or you wanna sleep

even with your illness he still tries to kiss you a ton, you have to stop him cause you don’t want him getting ill

does it anyways

in the case you are asleep or something, he goes and does something on his own, like watching tv for example

maybe even going out to cause mayhem depends on his mood

whenever he gets back from… that, he checks to see if you need anything that he could help you with

if there is, he gets it done immediately

like record time type shit

𝘖𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘋𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘪

uses this as an excuse to stay home from work

taunts you a liiittle bit for getting sick, but it’s really just him fucking with you

of course, he hates seeing you like this and tries to help with you with anything and everything

he makes sure that you don’t feel uncomfortable in the slightest, and if you do he does anything he can to fix it

making sure you have enough blankets, food, water, whatever your heart may desire he gets it for you

while he isn’t an amazing cook in the slightest, he tries to make you your favorite canned soup

most likely by default if they didn’t have the one you like he’s getting you chicken noodle with the little noodle shapes

like disney princesses or stars just cause

he can and will feed it to you wether you can eat on your own or not

“open your mouth or [name] i swear you’re gonna get hot broth all over your shirt.”

also might try to add medicine to your soup

why not, it’s a fun lil touch to the princess noodle soup and you have to take it anyways so

𝘕𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘊𝘩𝘶𝘶𝘺𝘢

he absolutely hates anything involving illness

wether it be him being sick, hearing about sickness, seeing someone sick, etc it makes him grossed out for some reason

so when he finds out you aren’t feeling good he has a decision to make

help you, his beloved s/o, or leave you to help yourself

he obviously helps you. yes he may kill several people per month but he isn’t a monster

he isn’t in the room with you a ton though, as expected but he does make sure you aren’t dying and you’re taking your medicine and stuff

and don’t get me wrong: he cares about and loves you more than you could imagine, but he physically cannot handle sickness

he does make you tea though, especially if you have a sore throat

if you fall asleep expect to wake up to water and or tea, some fruit, medicine and a little paper crane on your bedside

he didn’t know if the crane would cheer you up

he also didn’t know what else to give you based on the limited amount of experience he has

sure, while he was in the sheep if a member was ill he would try to help

the sheep is also where is disgust with sickness started

if you’re someone who gets sick often though he will try his best to get over his issue with sickness as best as he can

he will still try to make sure he doesn’t catch whatever the hell you have though

𝘈𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪 𝘕𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘫𝘪𝘮𝘢

growing up he had a really weak immune system, with time however it strengthened

so with that being said, while in the orphanage he would get sick often and had to treat himself

therefore he knows more about how to treat sicknesses than one could imagine

he would make you tea on rice (and a bowl for him as well) to help your throat if it was dry/sore, giving you water with it

he makes sure you drink a ton of water too

you also will have medicine shoved down your throat

on the topic of medicine, he doesn’t know exactly what to get you

in the orphanage he wasn’t able to have medicine so he resorted to a ton of water and hot foods he could keep down

so now he doesn’t know what medicine to have

he feels extremely bad for it but he calls kunikida (and if he doesn’t wanna disturb him he calls yosano) for help since they’re good with this kinda stuff

with their info he goes to a nearby drugstore to get tylenol and whatever else they tell him

when he gets back though is when it’s shoved down your throat

is by your side 24/7 making sure you’re ok

if you want to rest he will go do something else quietly, making sure not to disrupt you in the slightest

𝘒𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘢 𝘋𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰

kinda inconvenienced by it because of the fact it changes his entire schedule

so as soon as he finds out, he lets out the deepest sigh and rips out the paper in his notebook to redo his schedule

“i don’t feel that go-“ RIIIIIP

he obviously doesn’t wanna get sick as well, so he tries to distance himself a bit

he still will stay by you no matter what but he doesn’t hug/kiss you due to it

he does kiss you on your forehead if you get pouty about it though

unlike dazai he’s a great cook, so he makes you some of the best soup you’ve ever had so you can keep down good food

every few hours he makes sure you have your medicine, and if you’re asleep at the time he just waits a little bit

i feel like during his time as a teacher he had accumulated a ton of fluffy blankets so he gives you those

most of those are gifts from his former students

you will also get refilled on water every hour because he’s well…. him

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again this is my first time writing and posting it so please lmk if this is ok 😭 also PLEASE SEND IN REQUESTS!!!! whatever you want with whichever character works lol

also if you’re an active writer on here please give me tips i’m begging

[introvert--weeb]

Haikyuu!! Boys taking their children to work

TW: mentions of fishing, friendly competition, not entirely proofread

A/N: I seem to really enjoy writing characters as parents. And people seem to enjoy imagining themselves with a family with characters. And so, this scenario came to existence while I was chatting with @ohnolily who encouraged I write it a while ago. So here is some Haikyuu!! on my blog! ❤️ I will also admit that it isn't like my usual scenarios/headcanons as it is quite short. But I hope you all enjoy it anyway 💕

Shoyo Hinata

You had been called into work at the last minute. Something about an emergency meeting that you couldn't miss, no matter how much you wanted to spend the day with your 3 year old daughter. So you only had one choice. Ask Shoyo to take Hana to practice with him.

Shoyo, your beloved husband, was excited over the idea of taking the little girl with him. Especially since he had been gushing about his beautiful baby girl to the other players at MSBY Black Jackals. So when you told him that he would have to look after Hana for the day, he agreed wholeheartedly.

After making sure he knew exactly what to take, you quickly left to your work. Not that you wanted to but the sooner you were there and had the meeting, the sooner you would be back to spoil your little girl. And so Hana's day with the Black Jackals began.

Everyone was surprised to see their short Outside Hitter enter the gym with a small child in his arms. It was undeniable that the child was his. Other than the eyes in which she had got from you, Hana was the perfect clone of her father. Something that had made you very happy, especially when your husband would be gone for away games. Even her bubbly personality was like her father's.

Sakusa kept at a distant, not wanting to get sick and since he was unable to wear his mask while on court, it would be likely. However, Atsumu and Bokuto didn't seem to have an issue cooing over the sweet girl. The other members of MSBY all cooed over how cute she was and awed when she took an instant interest in the volleyballs within the cart.

Atsumu and Bokuto would seem to be in competition with each other in terms of getting Hana's affections. It seemed that whoever won would officially be the best uncle, trying to impress the 3 year old with their spikes and sets. However, Hana seemed to gravitate more towards Sakusa much to everyone's dismay. However, deep down, Sakusa couldn't help but feel some pride in the knowledge that he was the little Hinata's favourite.

Hinata would just watch his daughter with a proud smile on his face. He had helped to make and raise this gorgeous little girl and nothing could make him happier than to see her laughing and smiling at his teammates. Maybe he would convince you to let him take her to practices more?

Tetsuro Kuroo

Tetsuro couldn't believe his ears when you told him that he would have to look after the boys today. Surely you knew he was in the office today? But the man knew better than to argue with you. And so, due to you having to go to work to sort some incident out, Kuroo was left with the twins.

He couldn't help but dread the rest of the day. Your boys were...well the best way to put it was a handful. They were at the age where they were getting inquisitive and asking questions about everything. Sometimes it was endearing, but after the 50th 'why' in a row, you couldn't help but want to shut them up.

So Kuroo entered the offices of the Japan National Volleyball Association with a 4 year old on each hand. Atsushi and Haru were identical, looking like a perfect mix between you and your beloved. Black hair and nose shape from your husband, and their eyes and lips from you. This made them the cutest children.

Thankfully, your children were behaving as good as gold while in the offices with their father. They were just happy to spend time with their dad since it had been a while since they were able to. Being a part of the JNVA really did leave Kuroo with little time to spend with his adorable sons.

The office workers couldn't help but coo over how cute the twins were. And the two boys ate it up! They could have gotten away with anything due to how cute they were. Tetsuro couldn't be happier that they were actually behaving though.

Once the work at the office was completed, Kuroo decided he would take Atsushi and Haru along to meet up with their uncle Kenma as the man had some business to go over with the blond. Upon hearing this, their little faces lit up like Christmas lights. The boys adored their uncle Kenma and would often ask their dad to take them to visit. So today was becoming the best day of their lives (so far). Maybe taking the boys to work wasn't so bad.

Tobio Kageyama

No-one knew about Tobio Kageyama having a child. It was only recent knowledge that he was married. Tobio just didn't feel the need to let everyone know about his personal life. It was personal for a reason after all. It would have stayed personal knowledge if it wasn't you having to travel to your parents' home due to an emergency. Something that required your beloved husband to look after your gorgeous son.

Schweiden Adlers were not prepared for their Setter to enter the gym for practice with a 2 year old resting on his hip. Tobio paid little mind to the shocked expressions of his teammates and instead went to get ready for practice. His bag was filled with milk cartons, for his son of course.

Hikaru looked a lot like his father in his facial structure but had been blessed with your eyes and hair colour. In basic terms, he looked constantly grumpy but wasn't a clone of his father. However, Hikaru had taken after his father in terms of his love for milk.

Ushijima was the first to bring the boy up, having gotten over the shock the quickest. This was the cue for Tobio to explain how you had to go to your parents' house as an emergency had come up. And due to that, Hikaru had to come along to practice.

Everyone would want to spend time with the 2 year old! Ushijima would happily tell the small toddler about volleyball and how he was going to end up like his father, Romero would throw the small Hikaru into the air and catch him again, causing the toddler to laugh happily. However, Hoshiumi was the most energetic in entertaining the youngest Kageyama. A full lap of the gym while playing airplane was definitely something Hikaru seemed to enjoy most.

Overall, Hikaru was welcomed warmly by the team, even seeming to like volleyball in Tobio's mind. However, this stemmed from Hikaru seeming to like drooling over one of the spare balls which one of the teammates had given him (Ushijima, I'm looking at you). Maybe bringing the small boy will solidify his love for the sport like it had for the setter?

Yuu Nishinoya

Travelling the world with his small family was an experience that Yuu seemed to really enjoy. After all, he had a gorgeous wife and two beautiful children that he loved with all his heart. So when you had fallen ill and couldn't look after the little ones, Nishi was the first to offer to take them with him.

That day, Yuu was planning on going fishing and so, the two children would also go fishing with him. A once in a lifetime experience! Well, that's what he had told the two that were accompanying him today.

Aiko was the youngest, a 3 year old girl who was the spitting image of Yuu, and yet had your personality so far. While Kano, a 6 year old boy, was the spitting image of you but had his father's personality. Both were the cutest children and lived a happy life travelling the globe with their parents.

Getting onto the boat, the day's events began. Aiko was enjoying the experience, especially seeing the fish that her father caught and showed her. Kano, however, started off being bored with how much patience it required. Although, as the day went on, both children were happily spending time with their father fishing.

Yuu enjoyed his time with his children but damn, was it stressful at times. Trying to make sure Aiko didn't get ahold of the sharp objects found on the boat was an all day activity. Kano did help look after his sister but a child's attention span was only so long.

Yuu noted how great it was to spend time with his children. It was unfortunate that you were ill but once you were better again, you could join them. However, maybe he would choose a more child-friendly and less stressful activity.

[n1kolaiz]

"You want to know what death is? I'll tell you. Death is the loss of life. Despite everything doctors like me attempt... a patient's life can still fall through our fingers. You think death lies in the apex of science? Anyone with such little regard for life will die by my hand."

Character Analysis: Yosano Akiko

Age: 25 || Ability: Thou Shalt Not Die

BSD CHAPTER CHAPTER 65-66 SPOILERS

table of contents:

1. Author counterpart.

2. Yosano's history.

3. 'Angel of Death' defined.

4. Yosano and Atsushi.

YOSANO BRAINROT!*(#&!*@#($

1. Author counterpart.

Having been given the “Sho Ho” at birth, Yosano Akiko’s counterpart—the real-life author—was known for her zealous take on both feminism and pacifism.

Side note: Once again, to avoid confusion, I will use the name Sho Ho in reference to the real-life author, and Yosano in reference to the BSD character.

Sho Ho's writings were pretty much out-of-the-ordinary in her time, and despite being suppressed by the social norms of gender hierarchy, she sought to reform society’s view on the cultural perspectives of women and their sexuality (She expressed her love for a woman in one of her poems, but many still argued on whether she identified herself as queer or not.)

"Thou Shalt Not Die," Yosano's ability, is actually named after one of Sho Ho's most famous, controversial poems. She wrote it for her brother, who was a soldier in the war between Russia and Japan (1904-1905). In her poem, she expressed her general distaste for war and how her brother was a part of it.

O my young brother, I cry for you Don't you understand you must not die! You who were born the last of all Command a special store of parents' love

Would parents place a blade in children's hands

Teaching them to murder other men Teaching them to kill and then to die? Have you so learned and grown to twenty-four?

- excerpt from Sho Ho's poem, "Kimi Shinitamou Koto Nakare"

Her words were blunt enough to inflict guilt on her brother's conscience, as she wasn't afraid to express her disapproval over how her brother took part in the typical violent bloodshed and manslaughter of war. Such opinions perturbed the authorities, and her work was eventually banned from the public for a period of time. Later on, it was used as an anti-war statement.

2. Yosano's history.

Now, as for the character in BSD, Yosano is seen to be generally strong-willed, and later on, we see that she is terrifyingly compassionately ambitious in the way she treats her patients. She treasured life itself, and hated the thought of losing a patient.

Yosano had developed her relations with Mori Ougai back in the Great War, when she was just 11 years old. Her ability was a great benefactor in saving lives. Realistically speaking, she was used for her ability to heal injured soldiers and diminish the effect of any casualty acquired.

Initially, she wasn't aware of this, until one of her close friends pointed it out by subtly accusing Mori of manipulating her to participate in the War under the close-to false pretence of 'saving lives.'

As much as her ability did save lives, it also forced soldiers to return to the frontlines and suffer injuries over and over again. The soldiers were never given the opportunity to return to their families because of her ability. This obliged them to carry on in the war without any excuse, inserting them into a vicious cycle they had no escape out of.

Metaphorically speaking, Yosano's hatred for Mori sort of mirrors Sho Ho's disdain for war and fighting, don't you think? The way Kafka materialised Yosano's past was quite interesting because he used chapters 65 and 66 to explain Yosano's dislike for Mori, reflecting how Sho Ho used her poem to explain why she condemned the idea of war and how her brother was part of it.

Before the effect of her ability was fully understood, however, every soldier praised and thanked her for what an angel she was. One of the soldiers she had befriended and gotten close to even kept a tally of the number of times she had saved him. He was the one who gifted her the butterfly hairpin she wore all the time.

The weight of the truth that her ability was a curse rather than a blessing fully dawned on her when her soldier friend ultimately committed suicide, because the fact of being indefinitely trapped in the throes of war agonised him until his spirit gave out. This drove Yosano to loathe her ability, or rather, how it was used.

In the time she participated in the War, Yosano was given the alias 'angel of death' due to the control she retained over the battlefield, but I thought that perhaps Kafka had a reason behind giving her this title, so I did my research.

3. 'Angel of Death' defined.

Side note: I wouldn't want to disrespect any culture or religion, so if my citations are inaccurate and/or disrespectful, do feel free to correct me/let me know! I did research out of pure curiosity, and I don't intend to twist the significance of any of the interpretations.

I had to grow up learning about the basics of religious stuff, so it's kind of nice to study something out of the box, and very much against my father's rigid belief system :D

ARCHANGEL ARIEL

(archangel: an angel of higher rank)

I came across the few characteristics of angels/goddesses and their roles, and the one which really caught my attention was the female archangel, Ariel, the angel of nature.

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In Hebrew, the name Ariel means 'altar' or 'lioness of God,' and her role is to heal. In addition to that, she is also recognised as a helper to another one of the seven main archangels, Raphael, whose role is to provide physical and emotional healing, too.

She is the protecter of the environment and the animals therein, and is bestowed with the duty to oversee the order of heavenly bodies as well as earth's natural resources. She assures the sustenance of food, water, shelter, and supplies of human beings, much like how a nurse is to a patient I suppose.

In relation to Yosano, I think this part is pretty self-explanatory, or perhaps this is blown out of proportion HA, so take this as a suggestion rather than a fact, because I'd like to believe that Kafka had a reason for giving Yosano a title as such.

In the past, I've come across the angel of death only to perceive it as a female grim reaper of some sort, so it was pretty cool to find that the word 'angel' and 'death' made up a title of a someone like Ariel, one of the purest forms of humility and compassion.

GREEK GODDESS PANAKEIA

For my beloved (wannabe/or not) students of Greek mythology (much like myself, let's make a cult!), you've probably heard of Panakeia, the goddess of healing. Medicine finds most of its vital significance in Greek history, and in its mythology, Panakeia is actually known for her ability to heal any kind of sickness.

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Her name means 'panacea,' which is actually defined as a remedy for all diseases. Terminal diseases and injuries lead to death, right? This would bring us back to Yosano's ability to nullify any injury's effects on a person, keeping them from death itself.

Now, we know that in order for Yosano's ability to work, her patient, or victim, has to be in a near-death condition in order for her treatment to take effect. This can't exactly fit into the description of resurrection, but it can be described as some sort of rebirth.

GREEK GODDESS PERSEPHONE

So another goddess which reminds me of Sho Ho/Yosano, is Persephone, the goddess of spring and rebirth. Before Hades, the god of the underworld, fell in love with Persephone to take her to live with him, Persephone lived a happy life.

Hades, with his nature of darkness and the like, was captivated by how pure Persephone was, and stole her away from her former life to live in an environment which differed sharply from her natural aura of purity.

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Remember when Yosano's friend left a note behind before he killed himself? The note said nothing except for, "You are too righteous." Take that as you will, but figuratively speaking, you could say Mori takes the role of Hades in the story, while Yosano can be portrayed as Persephone.

Sho Ho can also be a parallel of Persephone, in that she had to adapt to the realities of war and disharmony, while Persephone had to adapt to the raw darkness of the underworld with Hades.

Sho Ho stood against society's norms and decided to reform it, making her one of the most well-known feministic pacifist in history, while Persephone managed to escape from the underworld to return to her former position, earning the title the 'Bringer of Life,' or the 'Destroyer of Death.'

Furthermore, the way Sho Ho's anti-war poem took its effect later on, reflects the way Persephone restored balance in the world after returning from the underworld.

4. Yosano and Atsushi.

chapter 66; Yosano: "It's my fault that those close to me died... Is there some place where it's okay for me to live?"

chapter 8; Atsushi: "If I have any chance of saving them all, of returning them home safely, would that mean it's okay for me to keep on living?"

I couldn't help but think of Dazai and Atsushi back when I was reading through these panels. Ranpo (my beloved), along with Fukuzawa, accepted Yosano as she was, despite how her ability was a cause of despair and misfortune.

Ranpo looked past her mistakes and the entirety of how dark her past was to welcome her into the Armed Detective Agency. Dazai, on the other hand, knew who Atsushi was and what his ability had made him do before anyone else, and still decided to provide a safe place for Atsushi to find his sense of belonging, journeying with him as he learned to use his ability properly.

For more info about Dazai and Atsushi's dynamic, you can check out the analysis I did for Dazai :D

Atsushi desired to save people to prove his right to live, while Yosano made her wish to achieve the recovery of all her patients the reason for her existence.

Others would prefer to accuse both Yosano and Atsushi of having a saviour complex, but the reason why they pursued to save people with utmost dedication, stems from the nature of what their past was like. You know the saying 'from broken to beautiful?' Yeah, it's something like that.

The way their pasts were written out gave them a desire to change, which was, I daresay, initiated by the people who took them in: Ranpo and Dazai. Their abilities were demonised because of how they were used, but once they broke from their abilities' effect over their lives, they honed their skills to control them for the right cause instead.

In a less cynical point of view, I believe both Yosano and Atsushi stood for what was right, and wanted nothing but to achieve peace and harmony in whatever way they could, even if it meant risking their own lives to save others.

So yeah, that's it for my rants today. Thank you for reading, and if you have anything to add, go ahead! I'm open to discussions ;)

[anonymousewrites]

There's a Beauty; There's a Beast Chapter Two

Chapter Two: Trading Lives

            It was a beautiful, sunny day. (Y/N) hadn’t been subjected to any village criticism. The plants she was tending to were growing well. All-in-all, everything was going well. For poor (Y/N), however, luck tended to run out quickly. The peace ended when Philip came galloping into town and halted in front of the Fukuzawa’s home. With no cart of Fukuzawa himself in sight, the (H/C)-haired woman was immediately alarmed.

            Grabbing Philip’s halter, she attempted to calm the spooked horse. What the hell could have happened?! Father…oh no! He’s out there somewhere! He could be hurt! Ignoring the other people’s questions about what was going on, (Y/N) mounted Philip. “Take me to Father!” she cried, snapping the reigns. In an instance, the horse was off, carrying (Y/N) away with him. Father…I’ll find you! She did not care what danger lay ahead. She was as fearless as her mother. Only thoughts of saving Fukuzawa went through her head, even as Philip began to bring her to woods covered in snow, even if it was mid-June.

            Just like her father, (Y/N) came to the castle. Something must have happened to Father if he didn’t come back with Philip. Unsure of what was awaiting her, (Y/N) picked up a large stick that had blown down in the storm the previous night for defense. Steeling herself for what lay beyond the door, she pushed into the entry hall.

            From the end of the hall, the candelabra, Atsushi, and clock, Akutagawa, saw them enter.

            “Look, Akutagawa!” whispered Atsushi urgently, “A stunning woman around Dazai’s age!”

            “I can see that. I lost my hands, not my eyes,” huffed Akutagawa.

            “What if she’s the one? The one to break the spell!” Atsushi was getting excited. This was not only the second person to visit the castle in years, but she was also young and beautiful. It seemed like a glimmer of hope was finally entering the young boy’s life after so much darkness because of the curse.

            Hearing what sounded like words behind her, (Y/N) pivoted towards the table. “Who is it? Who’s there?” Warily, she approached the table. Strange…the clock and candelabra almost seem to have faces…Before she could investigate further, she heard a distant cough. That sounds like Father! Grabbing the candelabra, she ran up the stairs.

            “Oh, god,” sighed Akutagawa annoyedly. He knew this would likely end badly and did not want to have to deal with anything that day.

            Following the coughing, (Y/N) continued up countless stairs until she arrived at a cell where Fukuzawa was sitting. The cold had settled in, and being a relatively old man, he had obviously gotten a bit sick. “Father!” she called, putting down the candelabra before grabbing the bars of the cell.

            “(Y/n),” he cried, jolting up to the bars and grabbing his daughter’s hands, “What are you doing here?!” The father was incredibly proud of her for being brave and coming to his rescue, but he also wished she had not come since she was in danger.

            (Y/N) smiled, relieved to have found him. “I came to rescue you!”

            “No! You must leave, (Y/N). It’s too dangerous!” Fukuzawa’s composure broke in the face of his beloved daughter being in harm’s way. “This castle is cursed, everything is alive. Now leave! Before he finds you!”

            “Cursed? Him? What are you—?”

            A cruel laugh sounded behind her. Fukuzawa’s eyes widened and landed on (Y/N), begging her to turn and run. He couldn’t bear to see anything happen to her. (Y/N) instead grabbed her makeshift weapon and held it up defiantly.

            “Who’s there?” she cried, trying to seem brave. Inside, the young woman was fearful for her and Fukuzawa’s life. “Who are you?”

            “I think the real question here is: who are you? After all, I’m not the trespasser here,” called a sly voice.

            Putting on a strong face, (Y/N) announced, “I’m here for my father!”

            “Your father is a thief. And now he is being punished for it,” the voice responded.

            Looking around for where the voice was coming from, (Y/N) said, “Liar!”

            “I am not lying. He stole a rose,” said the voice.

            The weapon lowered slightly as the (Y/N) realized why her father had gotten imprisoned. “I asked for that rose…Punish me, not him!”

            “No!” said Fukuzawa sternly. “He means forever, (Y/N)! It is cruel for just a flower, but it seems that’s what monsters do,” he snarled.

            “A life sentence?! For a rose?!” cried (Y/N) in shock.

            A dark form, akin to pure shadow, jumped down in the corridor. (Y/N) flinched back in surprised; the stick in her hand dropping down.

            “I received eternal damnation for one. He is lucky just to be locked away,” said the monster in a casual tone that infuriated (Y/N). “Now, do you still wish to take your father’s place?”

            Ignoring his questioned, (Y/N) demanded, “Come into the light.”

            “Alright,” he answered, “But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

            With that, he stepped into the light. (Y/N) gasped and stepped back. He had messy brown hair that hung in knots about his face. His jaw seemed too large for his face. It could probably unhinge like a snake’s. Patches of skin were obscured by bandages, hiding marred skin underneath. Dark circles and sunken eyes stared at (Y/N). His nails were like claws, ready to tear into anything—or anyone—in his path. Several pairs of black horns grew out of his head, twisting back and sharpening to a point. His clothing was pure black but ripped and obviously old. His eyes, however, still shone a beautiful brown. “Now that you’ve had a look, dear, make your choice. Leave your father here or take his place for eternity.”

            Fukuzawa grabbed the bars of the cell furiously. “(Y/N), I forbid it.” In a softer tone, he continued, “I lost your mother…I won’t lose you, too.”

            “All right, Father. I’ll leave,” she said sadly, seemingly resigned. Turning the monster imprisoning her father, (Y/N) said “I need a moment alone with him.”

            The Beast scoffed and turned away.

            Angered, (Y/N) said, “Are you so monstrous that you won’t allow me to kiss my father goodbye?!”

            The brown-haired demon paused, and although (Y/N) couldn’t see, his eyes softened for a moment.

            “Eternity can spare a moment,” finished (Y/N).

            Without answering, the monster of a man turned around and walked closer, causing (Y/N) to back away. He reached up and pulled the lever, opening the cell where Fukuzawa stood. “When this door closes,” the Beast warned, “it will never open again.”

            (Y/N) ran in and hugged Fukuzawa tightly, spinning in his arms. “I’m sorry, Father. If I hadn’t asked for that rose, none of this would have happened …” said (Y/N).

            “No,” said Fukuzawa, “Don’t blame yourself, (Y/N). It’s all right. Now, please, go and live your life. Forget me.”

            “Forget you?” said (Y/N). “I could never. You made me who I am.”

            Smiling sorrowfully, Fukuzawa gazed at (Y/N) affectionately. “I love you, (Y/N). Don’t be scared.”

            “I love you too, Father,” said (Y/N), smiling back with sadness, “I’m not scared.” They hugged their father one last time and whispered into his ear, “And I will come back to you. I swear.”

            Fukuzawa pulled back and looked at her confused before being forced out of the cell. He fell to the floor, but before the silver-haired man could get back up, (Y/N) slammed the jail door closed. She had sealed her fate. She had officially taken Fukuzawa’s place.

            The Beast looked in surprise at (Y/N). “You took his place,” he said, a soft, unidentifiable emotion in his voice.

            “He’s my father. I love him,” answered (Y/N), looking into his eyes, unafraid of the monster in front of her. She was only sorrowful about being separated from her father.

            The brown-haired demon scoffed. “He’s a fool. And so are you.” With that he turned and grabbed Fukuzawa by his shirt collar.

            “(Y/N)…!” said Fukuzawa as he was pulled away.

            “Father!” They watched the silver-haired man be dragged out of the tower to where they could, and never would again, see him. “Don’t hurt him!”

            As he realized he may never again see his child, Fukuzawa cried, “I’ll come back! I promise!”

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            Hours later, (Y/N) was curled up in a corner. Suddenly, the door opened, causing her to jump out and back away since she could see no one.

            “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to intrude!” said a kind but nervous voice, I’ve come to show you to your room!”

            Grabbing a stool and holding it, prepared to fight, (Y/N) said suspiciously, “But I thought—.”

            “That this door would never open again?” Atsushi laughed nervously “He can be a bit dramatic.”

            (Y/N) moved out of the cell and started when she saw the voice came from the silver candelabra with a carved face. As he hopped down from the lever, the she gasped and threw the stool at him, missing.

            “You’re very strong!” complimented Atsushi.

            “What are you?” asked (Y/N).

            “I’m Atsushi,” Atsushi cheerfully introduced himself.

            “And you can…talk?”

            “Tch, of course, he can talk,” snapped an annoyed voice. It came from the clock (Y/N) had seen next to the candlestick earlier. “It’s all he ever does. Now, Atsushi, as head of the household, I order you to put them back into the cell.”

            Scared, (Y/N) ran into her cell and picked up an empty vase sitting there.

            “But Akutagawa, do you want to be a man again?” said Atsushi. He turned to (Y/N). “Please, miss. We won’t hurt you. Really.”

            Putting down the vase, (Y/N) sensed that he was telling the truth. She couldn’t trust them completely, but if needed, she could escape from them easily. The only danger she’d faced so far was the Beast. She allowed them to escort her to her room.

            “Sorry for scaring you earlier,” said Atsushi as they arrived, “We didn’t mean to.”

            “I did,” said Akutagawa angrily.

            “Why would I be scared?” said (Y/N) sarcastically, “I’m just talking to a candle and a clock.”

            “Yeah, well you had better listen to me now since I’m only going to help this once,” snapped Akutagawa, “Don’t go into the West Wing.”

            “What’s in the West Wing?” Her curious nature was of course piqued.

            “N-nothing! It doesn’t even exist!” said Atsushi frantically. He pushed open the doors to the room at the top of a tower. “Welcome to your new home!”

            It was beautiful with ornate decorations. It was more luxurious than (Y/N)’s whole house in the village.

            “It’s…” (Y/N) was in awe. She didn’t have words to describe it.

            “Only the best for our guests!” said Atsushi.

            “Your guest, Atsushi. I refuse to associate myself with this stupid plan,” said Akutagawa.

            A feather duster came flying down and spoke to Atsushi. “This is a dangerous plan,” she said, huffing. “You better know what you’re doing!”

            “It’s the only one we have to break the spell, Lucy,” replied Atsushi.

            As (Y/N) was looking around, she couldn’t believe what was happening in her life. She opened the doors of the wardrobe of dark wood and jumped back when it began moving.

            “Oh, hey, someone new. We haven’t had that in a while,” said the wardrobe. After seeing she scared (Y/N), she laughed. “Relax, I won’t hurt you. I’m Akira.”

            “Enchantée,” said (Y/N) as politely as she could. However, the wardrobe was already asleep again.

            “Ah…I’m sorry, it is difficult for her to stay conscious nowadays…” explained Atsushi, upset at seeing the curse take such a toll on Akira.

            “It’s alright,” said the (Y/N).

            “We’ll give you some time to adjust. We understand you’ve had a long day,” said the candelabra.

            “I don’t care,” said Akutagawa.

            With that, they left, leaving (Y/N) on her own. With that realization, she decided to try to find a way to escape. She wouldn’t give up her freedom so easily. She glanced to the wardrobe. There are plenty of stories of tying together sheets to escape…I guess it’s my turn to try.

[dreamkidddream]

Hello sunshine, would it be possible for you to write me some headcanons for my beloved Chuuya, Dazai and Atsushi? I was thinking about them having a fragil health s/o? Maybe they work an office job in the ada/pm and they somehow fall for the s/o? I hope this is no trouble and you have inspiration to write this. If you don't like this you can just ignore it. Thank you very much :)

Hi anon! Thank you for the request! So I’m assuming that when you say fragile health s/o is that the reader can get sick easily/overall very weak? I hope that I got the interpretation right, and I didn’t please feel free to send it in again so I can do it over for you. Reader is gender neutral, and hope you enjoy!

TW: Suicide (Dazai’s part, nothing heavy is mentioned, and it’s only in one line) and Abuse (Atsushi’s, nothing heavy is mentioned)

Easily Sick/Weak S/O with: Chuuya, Dazai, and Atsushi

Chuuya

Oh man, he hated this feeling. He already hated you even working in the Port Mafia (even though he was there too), but he hated it even more since you were weak physically

Don’t get him wrong, Chuuya knows that you’re a strong person through and through, but it was so easy for you to get hurt or sick working on the field, it honestly made him worried

What also made him worried was how he was falling for you and quickly. He’s an executive! He doesn’t have the time for romance, and what if (really when if because he wants you so bad you have no idea) someone decides to come after you because of your ties with him? It was already so easy for him to lose you now, he didn’t want to chance things and speed up the process

But, you were just...a really great person. You were determined, always kept your head up, didn’t take anything from anyone (you backtalked Mori once and still walked away with your throat intact, so that was a sign), and it didn’t help that you were really easy on the eyes (he couldn’t help it, you were already attractive, and those things were just icing on the cake for him)

Chuuya didn’t know how you could stand being in a stuffy office all day, so he always stopped by to check on some “information” for some “case he’s working on). It started out genuine, but then it became a daily occurrence, even on his rare days off. 

One thing about him is that he’s a true gentleman, he knows how to treat his partner right. Bringing lunch to you, flowers sitting on your desk for no reason with a random note (”Hope you have a good day”, “Saw these when I was out, made me think about you”, “These don’t even compare to how beautiful you are, inside and out”, etc.), driving you home no questions asked, even offering you his favorite bottle of wine to share

He knows that he’s being cheesy but he was pulling out all the stops just for you

He knew it was risky for you to be out all the time, so whenever he did finally ask you on an “official” date (you thought sharing his wine was a date but he said that he wanted to show you off, not just in the office), you guys were either in a fully reserved restaurant or at his place. Seriously the way his place looks was like luxury! Damn you knew his job paid good money but wow! This was better than going out honestly

He confessed when you went over to his house one night. It was a particularly rough day for you both, and you just needed some reassurance which Chuuya was happy to give. It seemed like he went on for hours, but really it wasn’t too long, and you were in tears by the end of it. When he ended it with, “anyone would be beyond lucky to have you (Y/N), and I wish it were me. I wish I would have the chance to show you how much I really do love you, words aren’t enough for me. I’ll take the chance if you let me, and I swear you won’t regret it. Be mine, (Y/N), I’ll treat you like you deserve, and you deserve more than the world.”

You both understood the risks that came with dating you, but he swore that he would protect you with his life. If you did get sick, he couldn’t be there for you during the day because of his work, but he made sure to text you every hour on the hour to check on you and as soon as he got home, it was caretaker mode until you both went to bed

He bought you your medicine, the fluffiest pillows ever known to man, I mean did everything and anything. The dude was loaded, money was not an issue obviously

Chuuya is a great boyfriend, and will honestly do anything it takes to keep you safe and happy. He loves you after all, and he doesn’t mind all the extra work that comes with it (he doesn’t even see it as work, just precautions, which still isn’t a problem)

Dazai

He was not only worried about your health and safety, but also the fact that he was falling for you. Dazai was a very secretive person who didn’t like to show his true feelings, and he was scared of what he’s feeling for you. Him being attached and actually caring about people never paid off for him, as his past would tell you...

But here you were, being a bright, shining light in his cruel, bleak, dark world. He tried to keep his distance at first, but he couldn’t help but be drawn to you. You were so fun to be around, despite your condition! You always helped as much as you could in the office, being the first one to pick up on his work when he was too lazy busy to complete it and having reports ready for any meetings, even on short notice. You looked out for him, both as a coworker and as a caring friend, and he could tell

You even helped him annoy Kunikida sometimes, which just made you even more stunning in his eyes

He felt himself falling for you more and more everyday, finding excuses to stay in the office just to be next to you. “(Y/N), please don’t strain yourself my dear! Let me handle this for you, I would be a terrible suitor if I didn’t.” “Dazai, I just have to staple these- nevermind, thank you my knight wrapped in bandages!” 

Kunikida would of course hate this and drag him out every time, but all that it concluded in was Dazai whining and complaining about how it was so unfair that he was being kept from his “precious (Y/N)” and how they must be so lonely without him. It got to a point where Kunikida made a compromise with him: if he actually does some work and help on the field missions, then he can spend more time with you in the office

I feel like they forget that Dazai is actually crazy smart and most likely already knows the culprits to whatever cases that they are handling, and he was definitely waiting for this outcome. No extra work for him and more time with you. It’s a win-win!

When he does eventually accept that he was in too deep, he started to take his advances in a more serious manner (I mean he was always being serious but he was not going to hold back anymore). He’s a great listener, so anything that said wanted that was said in passing conversation, expect it to be on your desk with a little sticky note. You had a strong craving for something? What do you know, Dazai brought just enough for both of you to share (and he gave you the bigger portion of it). You want to go see the stars? Sounds like the perfect date night for you two!

That’s how he actually confessed to you, right underneath the stars. It was perfect, you guys were away from everyone, having an amazing time just stargazing. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt this at peace, and you were to thank for that. He knew that while he was risking his life on a daily basis, but you were constantly fighting for yours. You couldn’t even go on a mission with how easy it was for you to get an injury you couldn’t recover from. But he had faith in you and in himself, that he wouldn’t let another person that he cares for perish in front of him. He made that promise to you, and that he would do everything in his power to keep it. He will not fail you

After that night, your dates were usually held at your place, and it ranged from cooking together to having movie nights. You didn’t have to spend money really, you were both fine in the house in each other’s arms. And if you did get sick, you thought he was clingy before, WHEW did it get more intense

You had to push him off of you too many times to count. What part of NO HUGS did this man not get?! You were already suffering, he didn’t need to either. He did try to make this a double suicide opportunity though, and you were not very happy

Was banned from cuddles for 3 weeks straight, it was pure torture for him

You were Dazai’s distraction from this horrible joke he called a life, and he was welcoming of you. He embraced you, never complained about your weakness or anything. You were someone that he can proudly say that he loves, and that won’t ever change

Atsushi

He was so nervous, so scared. He doesn’t even know how to look everyone in the eye, how was he suppose to admit that he started to like you more than a friend?!

Atsushi was in love with you, I mean he was in deep. He couldn’t help it! You’re just so nice, so easy to talk to, always there to give him a pep talk and just keep him in high spirits. It just wasn’t fair what hand life had dealt you. He wanted to spend time with you outside of the office, but due to your delicate situation, he was so scared to. What if the Port Mafia tried to strike and he wasn’t strong enough or quick enough to protect you? He wouldn’t be able to forgive himself if you died because of him. He wouldn’t be able to live-

So he tried (keyword: tried) to spend time with you at work. But with Kunikida on his ass about work, and Dazai being Dazai making his life difficult for his own amusement, made it difficult. Every time he got a chance, before he could even speak a word, someone needed him for something. If he did somehow had the spare time to talk to you, he would either choke or say something that he really meant but chickened out last minute and tried to change it (which was kinda your fault, you like to tease him sometimes too)

“So, um, (Y/N). I remembered that you said you liked that one takeout spot, so if you want I can bring you some back?”

“You would do that for me, Atsushi? Wow, it’s almost like you’re like my boyfriend!”

“Yep, I don’t mind! It makes me happy when you’re hap-w-WAIT HU-“

But besides that, he always checked on your whenever he got back from his missions (even if he was the one injured and bleeding), brought you back small trinkets or food, and always walked you home, not caring if it was out of his way

He hated that you were confined to the office majority of your time working, but he was worried that literally anything could and would happen on his watch, and he didn’t want to risk it. With Kyoka tired of watching him in distress and even Dazai showing a sliver of compassion for him, they helped him set up an inside date

But first, he had to ask you. Dazai wanted him to do some elaborate, over the top, proposal for asking you out (which Atsushi was pretty sure that he just wanted him to panic and embarrass himself) and Kyoka suggested that he gets you tofu (which he was also convinced that she just wanted some again). He decided that he was just going to have to suck it up, and do it himself. He has been through Hell and back, and if he survived that, then he could ask you on a date damn it!

So he finally got some courage, and directly went up to your desk. When you looked up, you flinched back. What was with the intense look in his eyes?! But you realized soon enough when he bowed and asked you to come over for a date. And of course you said yes!

The date was marvelous, and the poor boy was sweating so much you thought he was going to pass out! Whatever Dazai and Kyoka did to the place blew his expectations out of the water. Latern lights strung up along the walls, your favorite meals readied, little messages stuck to the wall made just for you, and the biggest/most comfortable blanket fort that you had ever seen. It sounded so simple, but one look into your eyes and you were overjoyed. He really did mean it that it made him happy that you were happy

He confessed with you snuggled into his side, so anxious yet at ease. Despite everything that he has gone through, you were brave too. You were stuck in that stressful environment, had a body that could quit on you after one bad day, yet you still encouraged him every day, every time you spoke to him after he’s had a bad day, or an encounter with Akutagawa. He was so convinced that he didn’t you, that he didn’t deserve anything good in his life after the abuse he endured at the orphanage. But you didn’t let him believe that for a second, and he’s indebted to you for that

He poured his heart out to you that night, and ever since, he’s been a lot more confident, both in his ability and in himself. You gave him that push in the right direction to trust himself more, and everyone could see the change (Dazai was pretty proud to be honest)

Dates after that were spent at his apartment, relaxing. Once in a blue moon, you guys would go to the arcade where he won you guys matching Tiger phone charms (he was a little embarrassed but he loved you and the charms too much to let it affect him)

If you did become ill, he would panic so bad that you had to bring him back down to Earth while hacking up a lung (not literally but it felt like it). He tries his best, he’s a little shaken because of how distraught he would get due to your fragile body, but he does care for you pretty well. If you need anything, he was too scared to leave you so Kyoka would be his go-to (with the promise of tofu afterwards)

(But don’t worry she’s a little worried for you too)

Atsushi knew he could never forget the horrors that he experienced at the orphanage, but you reminded him of the strength he had to not let it hold him back. He was your hero without a doubt, but you were his in the sense of how strong you really are, and how you didn’t know or believe it when he told you. You became an overall positive influence on his life, and helped him see life a little brighter and more meaningful. He loves you more than you could imagine, and he would continue to prove it to you in everything that he does.

[tickly-trashcan]

Overaffectionate {Dazushi}

A/N: dazushi my beloved *head in hands*. I love these two, dazushi is probably one of my favorite pairings from bsd and im super glad i got to write for them again! Hope you enjoy!

Summary: After Dazai’s been rather affectionate almost 24/7, Atsushi decides he’s had enough. 

Word Count: 1.1k (under the cut)

Atsushi was annoyed. Seriously annoyed.

Dazai’s antics were enough at work, but now they were coming back to the company’s dorms as well. Every morning when Atsushi walked out of his apartment with Kyoka, refreshed and ready to start the day, Dazai came around, peppering Atsushi with kisses, embarrassing both him and Kyoka.

He figured that it would last only a few days after they started dating, as with any new relationship one might be rather attached. But after a week, two weeks, it was seriously getting on his nerves. 

He couldn’t get a break from the man, not ever since he started this mass attack of affection at every given moment. Kunikida had come to Atsushi multiple times asking for him to get Dazai to leave him alone so he could work, and every time Atsushi said he would talk to him about it, he only clung to his shirt, whining like a small child.

And Atsushi was sick of it.

Finally, Atsushi had had enough. When walking home, Dazai clung to Atsushi’s arm, flirting blindly at him as Kyoka grew increasingly uncomfortable. Atsushi noticed this and quickly ushered her off, asking her to grab something he “needed” from the office. She nodded and quickly scurried off, leaving Atsushi and Dazai alone as they continued to walk back to the dorms, finally coming up to Dazai’s.

“Welp, here’s my stop! I’ll see you tomorrow honey~”

Atsushi groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance and stopping the door before Dazai closed it, a look of irritation on Atsushi’s face as he glared at the older man.

“Oh? Wanna come in~?”

“No. Absolutely not. What I want is for you to stop… whatever you’re doing!”

Dazai raised an eyebrow in confusion as Atsushi sighed, making wild gestures with his hands as he spoke.

“You. You’re too much. The affection, the pet names… I don’t mind them when it’s just the two of us, in fact I like it, but when we’re in front of other people… it makes me uncomfortable, and it makes other people uncomfortable.”

Dazai looked puzzled as Atsushi spoke, and after finishing his spiel, Dazai only shrugged.

“I don’t see what’s so bad about it. I like you, I’m just expressing my interest.”

Atsushi flushed at how blunt Dazai was, he was even more blunt when he had asked him out so this kind of behavior wasn’t necessarily new to Atsushi, but it still shocked him on occasion. 

“You’ve expressed your interest enough, Dazai. I know you like me, you can take it down a notch.”

Dazai still looked confused and Atsushi groaned. Clearly this wasn’t getting through to him, or it was and Dazai was just being an asshole. Either way, Atsushi decided to prove his point. 

Atsushi changed his expression from annoyed to fond. Dazai furrowed his brow, and was surprised when Atsushi put his hands on Dazai’s shoulder, smiling softly.

“Maybe it’s my turn to express my interest?”

Dazai chuckled, hands on Atsushi’s hips as Atsushi shut the door behind them, Dazai leaning in.

Dazai was shocked when Atsushi suddenly fluttered his fingers along Dazai’s neck, the older man immediately bursting into giggles as Atsushi chuckled, Dazai swatting at his hands.

“Ahatsushi!”

“Yes, Dazai? Sorry, am I embarrassing you? I figured I should give you a taste of your own medicine since you’re always embarrassing me.”

Dazai shook his head, mirth continuing to bubble from his lips as Atsushi lowered his hands, now squeezing in an agonizingly slow manner on Dazai’s sides, making the brunette jump. He tried to wiggle away from Atsushi, managing to get away for a brief moment before Atsushi grabbed him again, tackling him to the ground.

“Oww! Atsushi, that huhuhurt! Nooo!” Dazai whined, banging his fists on the ground as Atsushi straddled his back, kneading the back of his hips with his thumbs as Dazai snorted. Atsushi chuckled.

“What? Can’t take a little tickling?”

Dazai nodded his head and Atsushi laughed, digging his hands in a bit harder as he pinched at Dazai’s waist, Dazai flopping around and kicking his legs behind Atsushi, wailing.

“I’m sorrehehehehe! I didn’t mehehean it!”

Atsushi faked a gasp, leaning down close to Dazai’s ear.

“You didn’t mean it? Does that mean you don’t like me, Dazai?” He said, faking his voice to sound hurt. Dazai immediately shook his head.

“Nohohoho! I do like yohohohou! AHAHAtsushi, noo!”

Atsushi tutted as he dug into Dazai’s ribs, a spot he seemed to react severely to. He squirmed around harder, almost bucking Atsushi off as he held onto Dazai’s ribs, poking and prodding between each one, driving Dazai up the walls with ticklish hysteria.

Atsushi hummed, continuing to drive Dazai mad with laughter as he kicked and squirmed, his ribs completely under attack from Atsushi. Atsushi began to focus on his upper ribs, which seemed to elicit greater reactions compared to his lower ribs. Dazai whined as he continued to laugh madly.

“STAhahahap! I cahahan’t! It’s so bahahahad!” Dazai cried out, squealing when Atsushi dug under his arms, peals of more, frantic laughter pouring from his lips as Atsushi tutted.

“Oh come on, it doesn’t tickle that bad,” Atsushi teased, Dazai slamming his arms against his sides when Atsushi went back to his ribs, teasing the upper rib just enough to make Dazai snort again. 

“IT DOhohohoes!”

Atsushi hummed, going back to pinching Dazai’s waist so his laughter wouldn’t escalate to silent hysterics as the man was given a chance to breathe, panting with a mix of funny giggles sprinkled in.

“Are you gonna keep embarrassing me in front of other people?”

“Nohoho,” Dazai chuckled softly, his legs kicking weakly.

“Promise?”

“Crohohoss my heart~” Dazai half-sang, half-giggled. Atsushi was satisfied with his answer, finally getting off of him and helping him up, Dazai whistling before stretching his back, looking at Atsushi with an amused look.

“You really don’t like it?” Dazai asked, sounding a bit heartbroken as Atsushi floundered for words.

“O-Only in front of other people. When it’s just us, I don’t mind,” Atsushi said softly, fiddling with his thumbs as he grinned sheepishly. Dazai grinned.

“Well, we’re alone now aren’t we, dear?”

Atsushi took a moment to look around, even though he knew very well they were alone. He nodded, and Dazai chuckled, pulling Atsushi into a hug.

“Then surely you wouldn’t mind a bit of affection now, hmm?”

Atsushi felt his face flush, and he quickly covered it with his hands, whining softly as he nodded his head again. Dazai chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of Atsushi’s hand and ruffling his hair.

“Whatever you wish, dear.”

[hekatekun]

Hi again!! How did you come up with Atsushi's personality and what got you interested in him?

hiii 💖

I 100% blame @hjarnrota and @boooooooooooooooooehbaaaa for any atsushi-related decisions in my writing. I'd wanted to write a todomatty/atsutodo fic for a hot minute but I just couldn't find any inspo on atsushi and nothing I saw of other fanwork got my attention until they altered my brain chemistry with this and this and then anything involving todomatty being a bitch I 🥰 ESPECIALLY the 1st oh my god. i wrote a scene of the final chapter for that 1 fic bc of it. legit ruined me. also i love fat atsushi (fatsushi) my beloved absolutely amazing. so not to quote myself but

1.) I don't feel like pulling it up but the episode in s3 but that kinda jokey skit where he's gonna jump off a building i think bc of life pressures? which is like. ok well that can be anything i won't lie but like he's a well-off (probably) office worker with a girlfriend? anyway

for a bit of my own fun (I need to double check this) I'm pretty sure the very very very tiny christain population in japan is often upper class so *inserts catholicism* and well there's also this i found

AGAIN need to double-check but atsushi I Believe is also a term used ironically for those types of "nice guys." And I'm soooo sick of the "nice rich guy is secretly an evil heartless bastard" trope like yes we get it everyone making at least 6 figures is a snake. However instead of being another bitchy high maintenance gay man what if he was just. Depressed. Felt compelled to be a nice guy/good boyfriend because of the need to meet expectations/make up for shortcomings (#gay). He's got rich only child written all over him to me. Not that he can't be bitchy but it's less about making a scene and just rolling his eyes to himself 🙄 babygirl what goes on in your office politics I need to know

TLDR: acting as a foil to todomatty in a sense of internalizing all his negative emotions/experiences instead of the patented "I'm making my problem everyone else's" matsuno method. And some catholicism on the side purely for my own amusement

2.) Any introduced ososan characters need to be at least a little bit insane to keep up a the energy of the rebooted osokun cast. If todomattys a high maintenance bitch at first glance but is just Some Dude Who Wants To Dick around I think atsushi is a normie who's actually a bit off his rocker and also earnest about his interests. And he has money to support them! Gundams ain't cheap. Also being a nerd would piss off todomatsu and that's what I find funniest of all

3. Again what with the fanart and all and also yet another dude performing comphet 🙄 rich only child = expectations = wouldn't it be funny as hell if he was a mommy's boy? Imagine going out with all the nice daughters your mom's rich friends have. Something ente blew my mind with is that he plays lavender husband with aida they're just longtime bffs who don't wanna be gay 💆💆 alsooooo I think todomatty would have a thing for bigger guys and it'd piss him off. Imagine being a stereotypical effeminate gay man and it pains you that you also have a thing for bigger seemingly normie dudes. Genre self awareness he knows the bitch well and he'll still play into its traps <3

[merryfortune]

Day 3: AU - Fairy Tale

Written for @atsukyouweek

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Ship: Atsushi/Kyouka

Word Count: 1,103

Tags: Alternate Universe - Orpheus & Eurydice, Angst, Major Character Dearth

  Venom.

  It was venom which killed her, Atsushi realised as he cradled the body of his dearest Kyouka. He could see the snake bites on her ankles, pierced through the thick, white socks that she wore. He wondered how it had happened. Something so simple yet so unusual.

  He tried to call to her. Over and over to rouse her but she was already dead. He had just looked away. That’s all he had done. He had looked away – so that he could go and collect wildflowers for her – and she died.

  On the day of their wedding. Still clad in all her wedding fineries save for her bonnet. It was just them, after all.

  If calling out Kyouka’s name wouldn’t help, then Atsushi would call out the names of all the gods that he knew, and he knew that he was wrong to assume someone kind would respond. Because someone deeply cruel and deeply unkind responded. Before him, as he clutched the body of his lover, Ryuunosuke appeared before him; all clad in black and crimson.

  The God of the Underworld.

  He had been summoned by Atsushi’s pathetic wailing. He wanted to see what had caused such a thing and he was disappointed. A mortal’s love was fleeting to someone immortal, after all but Ryuunosuke had to admit. There was something palatable about Atsushi’s despair.

  His hair was all askew. His eyes were red. His mouth bowed and throat raw with his screaming. He looked good sad, the God of the Underworld thought. And there was something about the scene. Lovers who had just bound their souls together in marital vow only to be parted within hours of partaking in such sour sake. It was beautiful and it piqued Ryuunosuke’s curiosity.

  “Tell me, beast,” he said, “do you think you can bring her back to life?”

  Kyouka was so pale. She was still warm. Lukewarm. And Atsushi was desperate. There was a ferocity in his eyes as he cradled Kyouka.

  He nodded. He was certain.

  “Then take her from me. From the depths of Hell.” Ryuunosuke said, his words burned as cold as ice.

  He snapped his fingers and Atsushi screamed again. Now, he didn’t even have Kyouka’s body. Even though he had been holding onto it so tightly, embracing her corpse so dearly, she slipped through his fingers once more. Turned into snow. Sparkles and flakes of freshly fallen snow. It was demonic.

  Ryuunosuke was gone too.

  But as Atsushi looked down the marks of where the God of the Underworld had stood, he saw the pits of Hell in them char marks. Atsushi clawed at the marks, plucking the grass in desperation and as he did so, he dug his way to the Underworld. He tumbled through and he landed with a thud.

  The atmosphere below the Earth, the mortal realm, was hot and oppressive. But Atsushi persevered. The further away that he got from where he had begun, the darker that the Underworld became, until he could barely see in front of his nose, but he had never embodied the will of a grotesque hunter until now. He would find his love. He would rescue her. They would live happily ever after.

  His tenacity impressed Ryuunosuke. There was a new look to those odd eyes of his. Yellow like rabidity without the foam. Atushi was an interesting mortal, he deemed. He looked good and ugly and so, he released Kyouka to him.

  “Atushi.” She murmured, hugging him. “I-I’m alive.” She buried her face against his breast.

  Cynical, Atsushi placed his hand on Kyouka’s shoulder. There was something about her form in the dark, in the din, which was unnatural. Ephemeral.

  “There’s a condition.” Ryuunosuke piped up, untouched by the touching scene of lovers reunited. “Kyouka will only be returned to you if you retake her to the surface. Until that time, when you both are standing in the light and as you make this fretful passage,” Ryuunosuke’s voice turned salient with warning, “you may not look at her. You can only walk ahead of her until that time you are both in the light but until then. You have my blessing.”

  More venom, Atsushi thought. But he agreed to the condition.

  And so, Ryuunosuke released his latest prisoner of the Underworld. Atsushi’s skin prickled. He heard Kyouka call his name. She sounded so scared. She didn’t want to live or die in the dark. She wanted to be by his side and Atsushi wanted nothing but the same.

  Thus, it was the light that they must return to. To walk towards.

  In the doom of the Underworld, every step of the way was treacherous. The ground underfoot was rocky. It hurt to walk here with shooting pains that pierced through. And it was quiet, too. Atsushi couldn’t bear it. Once upon a time, he always knew where Kyouka was because of the heavy thud of her wooden sandals but not anymore. Not down here at least.

  His head throbbed with fears as he kept walking forward. Unable to hear even his own footsteps With the creeping hotness of this cave-like system of the Underworld going down his spine but, at least, there was one consolidation which he could make for himself. It was increasingly getting lighter. The pitch blackness of the Underworld was giving way to grey and maroons before finally.

  He was so close. Finally.

  Finally, he could see from where he had clawed through from the overworld at Ryuunosuke’s sick permission.

  Grand shafts of light beamed down through those slight holes which had crumbled outwards. Atsushi’s heart began to pound quicker. He grinned. Grinned maniacally to himself. Another few steps and then he had to treat himself. He – he and Kyouka – were both practically upon the topside soil once more so he had to check. He had lost Kyouka once because he had let her out of his sight but not again. Not twice.

  Atsushi turned around.

  “Atsushi, no!” Kyouka cried out to him, hand out reached and Atsushi’s heart broke once more.

  He heard thunderous laughter as tears began to form in his eyes. In what little vision there was, Atsushi was helpless as he watched Kyouka, body and soul, turned to nothing but specks of light. She vanished into thin air.

  “You’ve lost her once more, beast.” Ryuunosuke admonished Atsushi ruthlessly. “She belongs to my realm now. And so, begone with you.”

  Atsushi sobbed. He bawled, he came down to his knees and he clawed at the ground. His whole body aching for his beloved whom he would never see again because of his foolishness.