#thank you so much odasaku

[angelicxdisaster]

FIRST TWO CHAPTERS OF BSD FIC ARE POSTED PLS GO READ THEM

hopefully i don't forget to update this but it's my coping project right now so I probably wont.

[caliumcyanide]

Every time Dazai smiles in the entirety of the light novels (the official translations) Part 2.

Volume 2. "Osamu Dazai and the dark era."

Please, proceed with caution and get some tissues. For the especially masochistic, there's this track I always imagine playing when reading volume 2. It's from BSD game. Don't get me wrong, I love me some Scarlet Sky or Dear Prince, but I just have a sort of involuntary response to this specific track.

Without further ado...

Prologue:

“Yep.” Dazai smirked as he looked himself over.”

“Hey, Ango! Long time no see! Looking good!” Dazai raised a hand with a smile.

“That’s pretty meek coming from you, Ango Sakaguchi—you’re the man who knows everything about the Mafia,” Dazai added with a smile.

“Oh, really? I just had a feeling I’d run into you both if I came here tonight, so here I am.” Dazai grinned, as if amused by his own words.

“When we grilled Dazai later about what was in the hot pot, he just giggled.

“Guess there’s not much you can do about that,” Dazai said with a smile.

“Oh, hey. Let’s all take a picture together,” Dazai cheerfully suggested out of the blue."

“I just felt like if we don’t take a picture now, there’ll be nothing left to prove we spent this time together, I guess.” He grinned brightly.

...

Chapter 1:

“…Ha-ha! Just kidding!” Dazai abruptly added in a cheery tone.

“The reason you have so many people following you is that you don’t turn your back on them. I’ll leave things in your hands. I won’t tell the boss.” He patted Hirotsu on the shoulder and smiled.

“Those are soldiers.” Dazai’s lips slightly curled the moment he laid eyes on the photos. “Seasoned ones, at that.”

“Get me a coffee with lots of milk. Make sure to cool it off!” Dazai cheerfully yelled out as the man dashed away. “Oh, but no ice, okay? If you can get me a decaf, that’d be even better. And double the sugar, please!”

“This entire area is going to turn into a war zone.” Dazai gazed at the city skyscrapers and gave a small smile.

Dazai faintly smiled, then said, “I know. That’s not what you were asking, right? But, Odasaku, these men were professional assassins. It doesn’t matter how good you are. Killing them was the only option.”

“I can see you’re not happy… I’m sorry for compromising your principles.” His smile weakened as he spoke.

“That’s it?” Dazai gave a disappointed smile. “Piece of cake. Here, let me see it.”

“If you just squeeze your finger ever so slightly, you can give me precisely what I crave most. The only thing I’m afraid of is that you’ll miss.” His lips curled as he approached the man.

“Now shoot. Right here. You can’t miss from this close up.” Dazai grinned from ear to ear.”

Still pointing at his forehead, Dazai closed in on the enemy with a smile that could’ve even been described as peaceful.

“Sorry to shock you like that.” Noticing my gaze, Dazai scratched the side of his head and grinned.

I didn’t say anything. I just stared at Dazai as he explained with a smile.”

Chapter 2:

“Maybe I should recruit them…” Dazai smirked while wiping his sweat.

“A Mafia member who refuses to kill, talented yet has no interest in advancing through the ranks, a man who’s raising five orphans—Sakunosuke Oda.” Dazai smirked.

A few moments went by as he listened to whoever was on the other side, but soon enough, his lips suddenly twisted into a grin.

At one point during our mission, Dazai had told me with an uncomfortable grimace, “It smells so bad that I want to cut my nose off.”

“Heh-heh-heh-heh…” Dazai began to chuckle, smiling from ear to ear for some reason.

“You fools!” Dazai’s lips curled into a sneer in genuine disgust.

Chapter 3:

“Hey, Odasaku. You’re awake now, right? How are you feeling?” Dazai walked into the room with a cheerful smirk.

“Akutagawa—he’s like a sword without a sheath.” Dazai grinned from ear to ear.

“I thought you had no interest in fighting,” Dazai replied with a smile.

“Y’know, it really hurts me that you consider something as small as this a debt.” He gave a feeble smirk.

“To meet someone.” Dazai smiled.

“Oh? I think it’s kinda cute, going to such lengths to plan another person’s death. I never would’ve thought of doing that.” There was more than a hint of amusement in his tone.

“Where else?” Dazai wryly smirked.

“I found a handkerchief at the site of the explosion.” Dazai grinned fiendishly.

“As if.” Only the corners of Dazai’s lips curled. “We came to get information on Mimic. You knew that.”

“Odasaku’s marksmanship…” Dazai broke into a meaningful grin.

Dazai looked at Ango, then beamed as he said, “Oh my. It almost sounds like you think you’ll be able to leave here alive, Ango.”

The air froze. Ango’s expression slowly faded away, but Dazai was still smiling.

It was the photo we’d taken in that very bar only a few days ago. All three of us were laughing and smiling.

...

Epilogue:

The cheerful gentleman, Dazai, tilted the sake bottle and poured the chief some alcohol.

“I can figure out most things if I look into them.” Dazai beamed with a shrug.

Chief Taneda stared at Dazai in shock, but Dazai just innocently grinned.

“You’d lose your job if I did that.” Dazai wryly smirked.

To be continued...

[literatureloverx]

Would BSD men sacrifice their true love for the sake of the world, or would they let the world burn?

I know you are on a break for a while, so feel free to reply any time you feel like replying. However, I do sincerely wish you are resting properly and eating well. You are being missed and appreciated, our dearest Snow White, who is as beautiful and graceful as her name!

-🛵🌻

Awww, you’re flattering me, 🛵🌻-anon! Thank you so much. ♥️ Please forgive me for keeping some of these brief without much explanation—I’m still unwell. 🥺♥️

Please keep in mind that my requests are actually closed! I made an exception because this one intrigued me.♥️

Would BSD men sacrifice their true love for the sake of the world, or would they let the world burn?

Featured characters: Fyodor Dostoevsky, Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuuya, Nikolai Gogol, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke.

BSD MEN x fem!reader

I know this might surprise many of you, but I believe FYODOR might actually be capable of sacrificing the world for his darling. While we don’t know much about him, we do know he is intensely focused on his singular goal and unwaveringly confident in it. However, love is unpredictable—it can make even the most logical person act irrationally. Fyodor, being a semi-canon yandere and canonically willing to gift his darling an entire country as a Valentine’s Day present, shows that he could prioritise his darling in unexpected ways.

Though he is detached and calculative, this doesn’t necessarily mean his obsession lies solely with his ideal world and not his darling. His perception of love likely wouldn’t be romantic or warm—after all, this is Fyodor we’re talking about—but that doesn’t make it any less consuming. If he were to sacrifice the world, it would likely appear to be a practical, impersonal decision on the surface, though it would stem from deeply personal feelings.

Of course, his darling would have to bear the burden of being his weakness, paying the price for making him burn the world down for her.

DAZAI doesn't see a reason to live and has a complicated inner moral compass —if he even has one at all. If he were to find another reason to live beyond his darling, he might let the world burn to protect that purpose. Otherwise, he would likely choose to sacrifice his darling along with himself, as he would want to die together with them.

In doing so, he would simultaneously honour Odasaku's dying wish to save innocent people and do good, while also fulfilling his own desire for a double suicide—albeit in a twisted and tragic way.

CHUUYA… my beloved Chuuya. He would sacrifice you for the sake of the world, but not without crying his heart out in the process. He’s someone who carries his heart on his sleeve, no matter how much he tries to mask it with his tough exterior. This decision wouldn’t just break him—it would shatter him. He’d be haunted by the memory of what he’d done, the sound of your voice, your smile, and the warmth you brought into his life.

After that, he would never be the same. Chuuya, with all his passion and fire, would lose a part of himself—his joy, his light, and perhaps even his will to keep going. Though he wouldn’t let the world burn for you, his sacrifice would scorch his soul in ways no one else could see. He would shoulder the weight of the decision, carrying it like an eternal wound, always hidden beneath his bravado.

I don’t believe he has it in him to let the entire world burn just to keep you. Chuuya’s sense of duty, his unwavering commitment to the people he cares for, and his understanding of the bigger picture wouldn’t allow him to prioritise one life over billions. But that doesn’t mean it wouldn’t destroy him. Deep down, he’s just a man with a heart far too big for the world he lives in.

Yet, in his own way (or maybe even literally), he would die the day you did. Perhaps he would let himself waste away, quietly fading from the world as he lost the only person who made it feel like home. Or perhaps he would go out in a blaze of fury, throwing himself into battles he knew he wouldn’t return from. Either way, the Chuuya you knew—the one who loved you with all his being—would be gone, leaving only a shadow of the man who once was.

NIKOLAI is an obsessive individual, deeply scarred by trauma, pain, and mental instability. He would undoubtedly let the world burn for his darling. Despite his philosophical outlook, which claims to encompass all of humanity, his approach is ultimately rooted in his own personal experiences and inner struggles. At the end of the day, everything is about him.

His so-called friendship with Fyodor is a prime example of this—he clings to it not because Fyodor is a fascinating person in his own right, but because he believes Fyodor is the only one who truly understands him. Not once have we seen Nikolai genuinely reflect on Fyodor’s goals or thoughts. Similarly, his darling would need to be someone who both understands and cherishes him, which would inevitably drive his romantic obsession with her.

There’s no chance Nikolai would sacrifice his darling for anything. However, after letting the world burn for her, would he ultimately kill her because she understands him better than even Fyodor? The possibility is disturbingly high.

Before meeting the ADA Dazai and Atsushi, AKUTAGAWA would likely have let the world burn for his darling without hesitation. His overwhelming need for validation, coupled with his devotion to those he holds dear, would drive him to extreme lengths, prioritising his personal attachments above all else. His harsh upbringing and struggles for survival have made him fiercely protective of those who matter to him, making it plausible that he would abandon the world for his darling’s sake.

However, after his experiences with Atsushi, Akutagawa would find himself in a moral dilemma. These encounters push him to question his black-and-white worldview, challenging him to consider the value of broader ideals like justice, compassion, and sacrifice for the greater good. His budding respect for Atsushi and his complex, unresolved feelings toward Dazai would weigh heavily on his conscience, creating an internal struggle.

While he may still feel a deep, almost obsessive desire to protect his darling at any cost, the lessons he’s learned would make him pause.

[starlightshadowsworld]

I can so see Fukuzawa doing the asian parent thing of giving Agency members fruit as a sign of affection.

Just walks in and puts a big ol bowl of apple slices and grapes on one of the desks and another in Yosano’s office.

They have to move fast because if they don’t Ranpo will commandeer the bowl. Atsushi was so surprised by it, especially when a separate one was placed next to him.

Fukuzawa warm but sternly telling him to eat as much he wants.

Kyouka smiled teary eyed when she first witnessed it because her parents also did that. She got her own little bowl after the Guild incident and shared it with Atsushi.

I also like to think Hirotsu has done this for Port Mafia members. It started to make sure everyone was getting a healthy snack on long days.

And has since become a regular thing.

The day Higuichi earned his respect, she got a bowl of melon slices. She was so happy and shared them with Akutugawa who thanked them both. He and Chuuya get their own bowls because of their pasts on the streets.

Hirotsu knew they could take care of themselves but he couldn’t help it and it’s not like they ever refused it. Akutagawa shares his fruit bowl with Gin and if they’re both not busy Chuuya shares his with Kouyou.

Also Chuuya and Dazai would definitely fight over the last piece.

Odasaku did it with his kids and definitely just put a whole apple in Dazai’s hand one day like here you go. The first time Dazai’s surprised but as time goes on it turns into him theatrically asking it to be cut up for him.

Just former assassin turned Port Mafia delivery boy, Oda Sakunosuke casually pulling out a knife and cutting up apple slices in the middle of an interrogation for the Demon Prodigy.

Just these guys not being the best at showing affection but loving these people dearly. So they show it through sharing food. To show them all that they care.

And each and everyone around them knowing that they are loved.

[getonite]

PLAYING : HOTLINE ! — DAZAI TUNES IN!

𝗧hinking about Dazai, your childhood friend and the one who shows his vulnerability only to you. Years after you've gone and left the Port Mafia and your terrible past behind, he knocks on your door. He looks downright terrible. His bloodied hands are trembling as he grips onto the fabric of Odasaku's coat, he's trembling, and on the verge of tears.

"Dazai, how'd you—" he practically leaps, his bandaged arms wrap around your neck, squeezing harshly, though you wonder how he found you... Ango.

There's not a word spoken between you two, but you know exactly what he needs. You pull him inside, carefully closing the door. "How about we clean you up first, okay?" You whisper. He stinks. His eyelids are puffy and there's red underlining his eyelashes. His hair is due for a wash with split ends, and he's pale. You guess he hasn't taken too much care of himself since you left. He silently nods, leaning his full bodyweight into you.

You bring him to your bathroom, carefully peeling the layers of clothing from him. The first to come off is the black coat he's regularly worn since he joined the Port Mafia.

His knees are to his chest as he speaks for the first time. "Mori-san's coat, burn it. I don't need it," he whispers in a raspy voice as if he's been screaming. You hum in acknowledgement as you set the dirty thing on the bathroom tile. Your hands carefully help him undress before starting to undo his bandages. "Years later and you still can't change your bandages like I told you to," he hears you whisper with a small smile. The bloodied and worn bandages fall to the floor as he hears the sound of streaming water come from the bathtub inches from him.

Once he's in the bath, you carefully rinse his body with warm water, lathering his new and old scars with soap carefully. There's a hint of guilt in your heart as you hear him wince, though this is probably for the best.

The pads of your fingers massage his scalp as you wash his hair, just like you did when the two of you were kids. You carefully trim his wet hair and brush it before getting him out of the tub, helping him dry off. You were likely the only person he could truly trust to see him so...bare and vulnerable. You couldn't exactly tell if the silence was tense or comforting, regardless you continued with is predictable mute moment. He always got like that when there was something wrong, you sigh.

"How about, I get you something to eat? I made some bento boxes, you can eat one and then brush your teeth, is that okay?" You speak softly and re-bandage his tender skin.

You smile softly at him when be finally nods. "Okay," you whisper and attempt to finish quickly before his mind changes.

As his hair dries it becomes its usual fluffy self, you'd assume hair matches personality; however, Dazai's eyes were close to dead. He only seemed to relax, feel different, when you touched him so gently. You quickly clean up and head to make him food. "You don't have to eat all of it y'know...just some, okay?" You whisper, setting the box in front of him.

He can tell your eyes are studying him as he eats, wondering what your Dazai from years ago has turned into. You look at him proudly when he finishes half of it before pushing it away. "Thank you," you whisper.

Handing him a toothbrush, you let him brush his teeth and fix the mess that is your bedroom, knowing he'll ask to sleep. And surely, 5 minutes later he stumbles to your doorway. "Can I...Can I stay?" You look him up and down, smiling softly. Compared to the terrible look he had when he first appeared at your door, he looks better. No longer like a man seconds from being a corpse.

"'Course," You smile, pulling back the covers, "C'mere."

He walks to the bed, crawling onto the soft sheets carefully. His brown eyes look at you expectingly, watching you get under the covers with him. He moves his body next to yours, putting his face into your neck without a word. "Ready to talk?" You whisper. His hoarse voice whispers a 'No.'

The calming effect your fingers have as they glide along him and his hair makes him feel like he's home. "Okay, just sleep. I'll be right here, I'm not leaving."

Dazai again, speaks no words, but his legs entertangle with yours. He remembers just why he came here. He missed you. Even if Odasaku is gone, he has you to make sure he doesn't go over the deep end. He'll save people, he'll grant Odasaku's last wish. But first, he wants to rest. Right next to his home.

"I promise, sleep." The man listens, squeezing onto you as if to test that this is real before drifting off.

For the first time in days...he's at peace.

A/N: dazai srsly needs a hug, 'n ill b the one 2 give it 2 him if no one else will! we need more fluffy fics of taking care of dazai, rather than dazai taking care of us. nyway, if u haven't signed up 4 the new tag list u totally should! there's new options n better format.

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[scarletta-ruan]

hi hi, i'm the anon of the mental breakdown request and i really loved it! thanks!

well, as expected (😭😭😭), if i'm not disturbing you, could i request one more thing? it can be with the same characters (sigma, nikolai, jouno, fyodor and now + odasaku) reacting to reader hugging/clinging onto them when tired?? again, thank you if you can write it and don't worry if you need to reject!!! take care and don't forget to rest, hope your weeks are being good! <3

(also, expect to see me requesting for a good while, i'm sorry 😔)

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆/𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃

WARNING: OOC, soft!character, fem!reader, reader being a clingy person, characters take care of reader.

TYPE: Headcanon

PAIRING: Sigma || Nikolai Gogol || Saigiku Jouno || Fyodor Dostoevsky || Sakunosuke Oda x fem!reader

WORDCOUNTS: 1.1k+ words

NOTES: Your request was kinda cute, I'm just happy when you loved my work. Sorry for taking too long in writing a request.

1. Sigma

How could he turn you down when you cling on to him like that?

Our precious baby, of course. He would let you cling to him when his face turned red.

Imagine one day you were very exhausted, lying on the couch while whining to him that you were really tired from work today. 

And then you suddenly wrapped your arms around his waist, leaned on his back and kept whining about your day when he was making some dinner for you.

Boy, he would listen to everything you said. Even though you were whining or complaining about your colleague, he still loved to hear it all. 

He would give some comments when you suddenly asked him while telling your story.

“You know what, that guy who works/studies with me is a bastard.”

“Yeah, I know it. He was the worst in the office/school right?”

This was cuter when you still wrapped your arms around him while Sigma was moving around in the kitchen in order to get more ingredients or just grabbed some seasonings. His mind also told him that he now looked absolutely like a mother chicken with small chicks running after her.

And when he thought about it, he just chuckled to himself and shook his head. But unfortunately, you still realized that he was chuckling.

“Why are you chuckling? Is there anything funny in my story?”

“No, love. It’s just because I saw that you are cute when you cling on to me like that.”

Always searched for a chance to have you cling on to him because Sigma loved the way you were cute and small like a small kitten begging for love.

2. Nikolai Gogol

Nikolai would 100% love it when you cling or hug him.

Always wished that today you would give him some hugs after work. Man, he loved cuddling with you a lot so he would never slip this chance.

One time when you were exhausted after a work day, Nikolai was on the couch as you entered inside home.

Would definitely know you were home perfectly.

“Hi, my dear, little cutie Dove. How was your day today?”

“Not fine, of course. Doing too much work, being stressed with the boss's orders, and exhausted with the crowded street.”

Nikolai would let you mumble or curse everything which happened to you today, because he said that it would be alright if you told them out rather than keep it inside.

Then moved to the part hugging him. Because of being tired, you went hugging and clinging to him, begging for some attention.

“Aw, my Dove is getting clingy today.”

“You better let me do it, else I would never do it again.”

Felt satisfied when you cling to him, of course.

Wouldn't let the chance of you leaving him in any seconds. Nikolai would let you cling to him like a small Koala when he went around the house to get some water or a snack for you.

3. Saigiku Jouno

Let's say that Jouno denies you hugging or clinging to him. 

Why? Because he needed to move around then get you some things you really needed when you were tired.

But when you insisted on hugging him, Jouno couldn't turn you down. He loved the way you let yourself cling on him when you were too tired.

Always told you that you needed him for charging, and often compared you to a device that needed to be charged.

“You look absolutely like a run out battery flashlight.”

“Yeah, and you are my own charger in my life.”

Interaction with people like Jouno was very precious. Because still he couldn't see anything, then a hug of you could be a way to express that you loved and needed him.

Always teased about your heartbeat when you hugged him.

“Your heartbeat is getting faster when you cling on me, is that right?”

“But I hug you from behind…”

“Blind people can be so sharp, you know.”

Would absolutely give you a kiss when you requested him over and over.

4. Fyodor Dostoevsky 

Yeah, another person denied hugging and clinging like Jouno. Fyodor found it too annoying for calm people like him.

But still, he let you do it whenever you wanted.

Enjoyed a book while you tangled up on his body like a small exhausted kitten. 

Would give you a head pat because he thought you were a small lazy kitten that curled up on his lap.

“You and the kittens are the same.”

“Yeah, it's just because kittens often get tired like me.”

Sometimes suddenly sighed when you clinging to him, while he cooked dinner for you. Feeling your warmth behind him and then your slow breath made his heart flutter.

“The bed is in your bedroom, or the couch is in the living room. I’m not the place where you can relax, you know.”

“No, but still you are fluffier than them.”

“Fine, just do what you want.”

Would let you touch everything on his, including his hair, his hands, his chest, his back. Sometimes still this man would sigh but everything was alright, he loved how you leaned on him when you were tired.

Listened to all of your stories about work today, every complaint or else every compliment you got today.

Would give you a bath because you wanted him to do this for you, and he still obedient do that for his little kitten.

5. Sakunosuke Oda

He looked absolutely like a mother carried his child.

Imagine that he was cooking dinner and you were behind his back giving lots of complaints about how bad your colleague and your company were.

“The boss considered me like his dog, I had to walk around the office serving his ass and other colleagues wanted me to do lots of  things for them.”

“Mm, they are bad, aren’t they?”

Couldn’t move around easily because you were stuck on him, sometimes when he moved to the refrigerator to pick up some ingredients for your favorite food, you just hugged him from behind and followed him. Oda considered you as a chick, for real.

“Do I look like a mother chicken?”

“Why?”

“Because I have a small chick that keeps following behind my back.”

He would give you a shower since you were too exhausted and you didn’t want to keep yourself up to go to the bathroom. Of course, Oda was bathing you like a small child.

“Close your eyes or the water will spit into it.”

“But I can’t see anything if I close my eyes.”

He also fed you by himself since when you were tired you definitely skipped dinner.

“I'm not a child, Odasaku.”

“This is my responsibility, though.”

[fanon-canon-idfk]

Reposting the Dazai work bc the reblog is messing it up <3

The Man Behind the Smile

Dazai Osamu x Male Reader

You had been working at the ADA for about 2 years already, knowing all of your fellow coworkers well, especially the two you’d gotten closest with,

Kunikida Doppo and Dazai Osamu, the two you’d been partnered with in your time here.

One free day off from work, you were called by your coworker Kunikida,

“Y/N, could you please do me a favor?” Kunikida spoke politely over the phone.

“Of course, what’s up?” You asked, urging him to continue.

“Dazai hasn’t shown up to work again, he said yesterday he was going to some bar, please check his dorm and sober him up for work.” He spoke, the hidden desperation to find his coworker hardly being disguised.

“I’ll check on him, Kunikida, don’t worry.” You reassured. “Thank you, Y/N” he thanked you before hanging up.

You began getting dressed to walk over from your dorm to your friend’s, which was a short walk from your own.

When you reached his door you were about to knock, before you realized his door was already cracked open.

You immediately pictured the worst, reaching for the weapon you kept hidden in your pocket for self defense.

You breathed in deeply before slowly opening the door and quietly scanning the apartment.

There was a room littered in stray empty and half empty alcohol bottles, and your friend laying right in the center of it all as you saw his body rise and fall from slow breaths, reassuring you he was alive.

You sighed before walking over to the man whom you’d presumed was asleep from the alcohol intake.

When you reached him you sat behind him and leaned over him to wake him up, a hand already placed to shake him awake.

But then you saw he was perfectly awake, but still clearly very drunk. His face was red and his eyes were hazy as he hugged a nearly empty bottle tightly.

He slowly looked up at you and shifting to slightly face you. As he squinted to make out your face from the dizziness you saw his eyes widen.

Then and there was an expression you’d never seen on your friend’s face.

He looked shocked, heart-ached, and relieved. So much emotion on a man you’d hardly seen be truly authentic.

“O…da..?” He whispers out shakily as his breathing gets quicker and his face gets more and more emotional.

He quickly sat up and faced you fully, then grabbing you and hugging you unbelievably tightly.

“Oda! Odasaku..” he cried out, his left hand grasping at the back of your head to try holding you closer as if you’d vanish in thin air.

You hesitantly half hugged him back with one arm “Dazai..? What’s the matter?” You asked, now very concerned for your friend’s behavior and who this Odasaku was.

“I missed you.. so much.. I’ve worked every day to be a good man I promise..” he spoke slowly, as if fighting back any more emotions he could possibly pour out.

Your heart ached at his words, ´a good man’. You had no clue what Dazai had been through but you felt so much sadness at just how much he seemed to hold on.

You knew you had to tell him it wasn’t what he thought, that you weren’t this man he spoke of, to snap him out of it.

But you couldn’t do it, not to him..

“I’ve.. missed you too, Dazai” you played along, hugging him back fully now.

“I know how hard you’ve worked, you’ve done good. I’m proud of you, Dazai. You are a good man.” You had no clue what you were saying, if you were even being accurate to the role, but it seemed like what he needed.

He let out a shaky breath, he stayed holding you in complete silence, only his shaking breaths and rare quiet whimpers filling the silence.

Then you felt his breathing settle and slow, his grip on you loosen, the weight his body leaned on you.

He had fallen asleep in your arms, you laid him back onto his futon gently, holding his head to tuck a pillow under it.

You knew you’d have to make an excuse to Kunikida later, but that was at the back of your mind for now.

After looking at him one last time you got up and began looking for a trash bag to collect all the bottles.

After collecting each one by one, empty or not, and throwing them away in the dump outside the dorms, you took to checking his kitchen.

He lacked any food at all in his fridge or cabinets, but a package of instant ramen you could make do with to help him out when he woke up.

You quickly cooked it and placed it into his microwave to heat when he woke up.

You then simply grabbed a cup from his sink, washing it off before filling it with water to place on the table.

While you were at it, you took to silently doing his dishes as well.

When you’d finished you walked back over to his sleeping form, noticing he was still in his full attire along with shoes.

You carefully took off his shoes, coat, vest, and necktie to make him more comfortable. Folding each garment when you were done and placing his shoes at the door.

Just then you got a call from Kunikida, he was likely checking in since you hadn’t called him back.

You walked outside the dorm to answer the call. You calmly explained to Kunikida the excuse that Dazai was too sick from the night before to make it to work, reluctantly Kunikida accepted it and hung up.

You sighed before walking back into the dorm. As you finished silently closing the door behind you, you heard a voice call to you.

“Y/N..” Dazai muttered, voice raspy from clearly just waking up and feeling sickly.

“Good evening, Dazai.” You greeted him as if all was normal as to not make him uncomfortable as you walked to him and sat by his side.

You continued on, “I made you some ramen and got you a cup of water if you’d like. I also hope you don’t mind but I did your di-“ he cut you off with a hand lazily pushed onto your mouth.

You looked at him confused, he stared at you blankly, no fake smile or anything, just Dazai. He gestured a finger to his lips as he made a shushing sound.

He then threw his head into your chest, his hand falling from your face.

You wanted to say something, but you understood that this wouldn’t be something Dazai wanted to talk about, you felt you owed the man a break.

“Could you help me to the bathroom..? Please..” he muttered quietly, but enough for you to hear.

Without hesitation you began lifting his limp body from his under arms as you slung one over your shoulder and began dragging him to the bathroom and then began starting him a bath.

You sat him on the floor to prop him against his bathtub, “I’ll go get you some more comfortable clothes.” You offered before walking out quickly.

You came back with a large long sleeve shirt and sweatpants you found for him along with underwear for him. Expecting him to ask you to leave so he could bathe, you began leaving the bathroom before your hand was quickly and tightly grasped.

“Dazai..?” You questioned him, not understanding what more he needed.

He didn’t say a word, he just tugged on your arm weakly and gestured his head toward the bath.

“You want me to.. help you..?” You were unsure if you were right and hesitated to say it, but Dazai nodded slightly before he gestured to undoing his shirt buttons.

“Are you sure..? Do you really feel comfortable with this..?” You asked him, searching for reassurance that you wouldn’t make him uncomfortable or overstep. He just nodded again.

You just nodded back then sighed before beginning to undo his shirt, then slipping it off his bandaged arms gently.

He gestured to his pant button much like he did with his shirt. You breathed in deeply before hesitantly undoing and removing your friend’s pants.

You then paused and looked to him again, wanting to be there for him but not go past what he asked of you.

He placed a weak finger against the waistband of his boxers and nodded to reassure you.

Out of respect you looked away from his lower body as you slipped off his last layer of clothing leaving him in his bandages alone.

You refused to look at him as to not make him uncomfortable. You felt his warm hand on your shoulder as you looked over and straight into his eyes.

He pulled at your shirt and gestured into the bathtub as he wanted your help getting in.

You understood as you looked away once more before lifting him up again and gently placing him into to perfectly warm water.

You stayed looking away, but Dazai grabbed your hand once again and gestured his head to the shampoo and conditioner as he wanted you to wash his hair.

You still couldn’t understand this, did he just gain this much trust in you? Is he just feeling that low? Is he planning something? You couldn’t understand this out of character behavior of his.

And yet, you washed his hair, you dried him in a towel, you dressed him, you carried him to sit and eat, you fed him, you helped him drink his water, and you carried him all the way back to his futon.

But most importantly, you stayed. He asked you to stay with him, and you laid right by his side.

Perhaps it was just his mood, or maybe Dazai secretly loved you and took the chance for affection, or maybe he just needed someone and couldn’t put it off anymore.

Either way, you stayed. And from then on, you’d vowed to always stay. Dazai needed you.

Part 2

[chaiifluuf]

•°. *࿐ What if all i need is you? — d. osamu

synopsis. after going underground for the time being to leave the port mafia, yours and dazai’s friendship starts to feel like something else

content. gn!reader, spoilers for the dark era/season 2 ep 4, lowercase, comfort, fluff, hcs + one-shot, clingy dazai, lowkey bad writing??

notes. i don’t think i’ve ever been this nervous about posting something ( ; ω ; ), anyways first post and first time attempting to actually write smth so this most likely has grammatical mistakes…

dazai who, after witnessing his best friend’s death, arrived at your doorstep at midnight and without a second thought asked you to run away with him.

dazai who tells you everything that happened and why he is willing to make a change, hoping you will come along with him.

dazai who is deep down desperate for your comfort and touch, your soothing words that somehow always manage to find a way to his heart.

dazai who at one point couldn’t hold it together anymore and spends many nights silently crying into your shoulder, for the first time allowing himself to be vulnerable around you.

dazai who believes he will never be quite enough to deserve your endless amount of care and affection.

dazai who was able to have a full night of near peaceful sleep in a while, all thanks to your warmth and mere presence next to him.

dazai who realises how much you truly matter to him, how he can’t ignore the warm feeling in his chest whenever he sees you, how his body craves for you.

dazai who slowly starts to think that maybe with you he can do this and become the better person who odasaku wished him to be.

the full moon was shining brightly tonight, slightly peeking through the curtains of your shared apartment. the weather is calm, only a soft breeze passing by at times. it’s almost been half a year now since you and dazai went underground and it’s been quiet to say the least. with some help from ango, you were able to find a small temporary apartment in the suburbs, away from the main city.

the first few weeks after agreeing to go with him were rather rough. dazai was uncharacteristically quiet most of the time, his eyes seeming even duller and more distant than usually. it was clear to you how much odasaku’s death had really affected him and you can’t blame him. the best you could do was to tell him it was going to be okay and be there for him in any way needed, a reminder that you’re here to stay.

Another thing you weren’t used to was how clingy he would become.

despite the two of you not being in a relationship, it was almost unreal how touchy you got with each other. Sleeping and basking in each other’s warmth, the lingering touches when the other had to go elsewhere, the small caresses were like a second language for him at this point. and it never made you uncomfortable.

as of now you are finishing watching a film, one that has been sitting in your watchlist for a while now. the ending of it left you a little disappointed but overall it was more than enough to cure your boredom. with a soft sigh, you turn the tv off and place the remote control away.

your gaze drifts down to your chest, a view of familiar brown and soft hair snuggled up to you. he has been practically in the same position for the whole duration you watched the film, a pair of arms securely wrapped around your waist and his head resting against your chest. it's a serene sight.

judging by his steady heartbeat and slow breaths, he seems to be asleep. which is rather rare since the only time he gets actual sleep is late at night if even that. you briefly check your phone and it's barely ten pm. your hand finds itself in his hair, gently brushing through it as you untangle a few knots. it really was beyond your understanding of how soft it is. if you could spend your whole day just caressing his hair you would.

you can’t help but take notice of his features when you brush some of his bangs to the side. he looked absolutely ethereal and it made your heart beat faster without you realising it. you wish he could see himself the way you do. but then again he has said the same thing about you so that’s that. you will never get tired of his peaceful state though, looking as if there is not a single worry on his mind.

more often than you would like to admit, you wonder what you two are. up until running away, you were just close friends with him, friends who got along well. sure there was the typical dazai flirting and petnames here and there but you didn’t think they meant anything further than that. however, overtime you can’t deny the fact you might just have fallen for him.

but now you don’t know. do friends hold each other so intimately? do friends make most of your meals because they know you won’t eat anything else? does a friend look at you so longingly, even if it’s for a split second? and once you ponder about that, you start doubting if he feels the same. what if he doesn’t see you like that? what if he’ll get bored of you eventually? what if—

a small movement from dazai was enough to snap you out of your thoughts. he slightly shifted his position, letting out a faint exhale afterwards.

“‘samu?” you murmur as you stare at him for a little, expecting him to wake up but to your surprise he’s still in his slumber.

there is a certain glint of softness in your eyes before you close them and lightly bury your face into his hair, breathing in the familiar scent of his shampoo. despite your calm breaths, your mind was still running.

“…i love you.” your voice was barely audible. for whatever reason, you felt the need to say it, the very same three words that have plagued your thoughts for a while now. you know he didn’t hear it but at least that’s what made it easier to say. maybe one day you’ll finally let go of all your doubts and fears and confess to him, telling him how much he really means to you.

“you do?”

your heart drops. for a second you wondered if you really heard that or not. there was no way.

“what?” you respond quietly, almost in disbelief. dazai turns his head to get a better look at you as well as move a little closer. his eyes were half open but you can still see the glint of playfulness in them. a faint smirk was on his face. this man… is this supposed to mean that this whole time he was only pretending to be asleep?!

“you love me?” he repeated his question, a bit of teasing evident in his tone. god you wanted to smack that smug smile off his face. perhaps you should have never opened your mouth in the first place.

“ah, i just… i mean…” your words trailed off as your heart started to speed up. suddenly you didn’t know what to say but if he really heard your words earlier then the answer must be obvious. you’re sure you look flustered right now and you can’t even hide it from him since he’s right in front of you.

however, what he did next made your world freeze in time.

without a warning dazai slowly closed the distance and softly touched your lips with his. having you so distracted that you didn’t even notice when he moved his hand to the back your head.

the kiss lasted for about three seconds but it sure felt like an eternity. his lips were much softer than you thought, despite you not having enough time to fully react to the kiss. for a moment you can’t help but question if this was real or another dream you were about to wake up from.

his face still stayed close, his lips slightly parted as his warm breath hit your skin. “i think i love you too y’know..” he mumbled while gently caressing the corner of your jaw. his voice seemed more sincere when he said that.

and just like that all of you anxieties disappeared. you don’t what came over you but what you do know is that you captured his lips with yours once again. only this time you felt the need to go deeper, like you couldn’t get enough of him.

dazai welcomed your initiative warmly, letting out a quiet hum as you kissed him once again. you had no idea kissing someone could feel this good. you swear you can feel him smiling against your lips at some point and it makes your heart skip a beat. your hands wander through his hair, holding him close as your body relaxes.

you guessed all those times he bragged about being a good kisser turned out to be true after all.

when the two of you part to take a moment to breathe, he takes the chance to tease you again. “i’m still waiting for an answer to my question, bella.” he says softly.

yeah, this was definitely real.

thank you so much if you made it this far !<3 literally need to stop rereading this because it gets worse every time i do help

[kenpachisbrat]

Incoming Matchup for @nanamis-wifey-reye​

Tokyo Revengers

Kakucho Hitto

Bungou Stray Dogs

Sakunosuke Oda “Odasaku”

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[sorcerersandskillusers]

The Last Stray Dogs Chapter 1 IS HERE!

Release was delayed by my exams, so I didn't have much time for writing. BUT IM DONE NOW. So I'll be updating this more regularly This project is a collaboration with @frenchonionsoop who has provided her amazing artwork for this poster and the chapter art. This fic is full of references to both TLOU and BSD, see if you can see which scenes im referencing and if you can spot all the easter eggs. I try to keep the characters as close to cannon as I can. You can read this without watching TLOU but i would still recommend the show, its really really good. (If you read this without watching bsd then good luck, I hope you can still enjoy it)

Character swaps:

Ellie = Dazai

Joel = Odasaku

Tess = Ango

Marlene = Mori

and lots more, but you'll have to read it for those (pretty much the whole cast shows up some how or other)

I hope you enjoy, Thanks!

[marikosenwrites]

bungo stray dogs dating headcanons

a/n: note this is for all dazai ranpo atsushi chuuya and akutagawa (in that order) simps <3 my bbys they're all short

warning: names called, kind of ooc(?)

gn!reader

dazai osamu

✧this guy is head over heels for you

✧literally

✧will protect you in anyway possible after losing odasaku (sobb)

✧let's say you're in the agency so he sees you like almost everyday

✧you're the motivation that makes him go to the agency??

✧asks you to do a double suicide with him when you least expect it

✧you say, "some time."

✧DAZAI POUTS SO HARD

✧you chuckle, and ruffle his hair.

✧suddenly. he sits on your lap leaning his head on your shoulder-

✧SLEEPS the day goes by so quickly, and soon, it's already time to get off work and go to dinner with him

✧so you wake him up, "'samu? you said you reserved a table at the restaurant nearby, right?"

✧he jolts up excitedly. "yeah, i did! we're leaving, kunikidaa~"

✧you wave to kunikida on the way out and head for the restaurant

✧yall have a great dinner <3 and head back to the dorm, whereas you and dazai share a dorm!!

✧you take a quick bath and so does dazaiii he is so unbelievably fast

✧he sleeps like a koala. you're his tree.

✧you sometimes almost suffocate and then you wake up and kinda move dazai away from you

✧he grabs tighter.

✧shit ya gonna die but...

"n/n... don't leave me...stay..."

edogawa ranpo

✧you accompany ranpo on any case possible, if kunikida lets you go with him.

✧often times he does, and you're grateful for that

✧though there was this one time that you couldnt accompany ranpo on his case because you had to go for an urgent mission kunikida assigned you

✧he ignored you for so long 😭

✧"r-ranpo... i'm sorry, i had to attend the mission..."

✧he doesn't reply, unlike his usual self

✧you just hug him from behind and hand him a snack, a gesture saying that you're sorry

✧eventually he gives in and leans into your hug

✧you guys chill on the couch while eating popcorn

✧"y/n, y/n, do you wanna hear how the world's GREATEST detective solved today's case?" he asks you enthusiastically (is there a typo)

✧as a good partner, OFC you say yes then he rambles on and on while you eat popcorn and occasionally feed him some

✧you guys soon head to sleep

✧not after you guys take a warmmm bath together in your bathtub, though

✧as you tuck him in, you also give him a big kiss on his forehead, like you always do

✧and get in the bed yourself

"mm. much better. night night, sugar."

nakajima atsushi

✧this guy is so soft for you

✧protect him please and thank you

✧though ofc he wouldnt want you to face akutagawa by yourself

✧that's the only thing he wouldnt want you to protect him from

✧though, it would be nice if you protected him from kunikida's wrath of hell

✧he would come and find you to get to work, if you aren't already living together already

✧you guys walk hand-in-hand to the agency or if you live far, you guys meet up at the train station

✧he sits next to you or near to you in the office

✧kunikida's always complaining how he's always talking to you to his therapist (if he has one i feel like he needs one though)

✧is always paired with you on missions

✧"n/n! are you sure you're okay?" atsushi asks you worriedly.

✧"atsushi, i only bumped into a mannequin by accident-"

✧"are you sure??"

✧you OFTEN need to reassure him that you're fine and it was just a small scratch or something like that

✧he asks multiple times during the day and when you guys sleep he's just like searches for scratches that you're hiding not very obviously cuz he's worried

✧likes holding you when you sleep and you just lean into the crook of his neck like <333 you help him get rid of his nightmares

"good night, n/n... sleep well..."

nakahara chuuya

✧best fucking partner i swear

✧head over heels for you part 2

✧is kind of worried about protecting you if you get targeted by the public

✧only kind of though *wink wink*

✧his ability can protect you well and protect the city

✧if you ever get missions, asks you to send all the files to him just in case you go for more than a day and no one knows where you went

✧"baby, make sure to send me the files before you leave for the mission, alright?"

✧"mhm... i'll make sure to send it tonight, then. just in case i forget tomorrow morning."

✧you don't get lost too often though so he doesn't get to shine TwT

✧when you do though, chuuya gets very very worried and heads to the location to find you

✧always checks if you're okay, if you're heavily injured, fights the guys in like one minute and he's done and then carries you back to pm hq

✧if you're not as heavily injured but still injured (which is often the case if you're lost), still ends the guys in one minute and gets a bandage out of nowhere

✧when he gets home with injuries

✧you get to place kisses on them no matter where they are what they look like

✧sleep with you asking you if you want the big spoon or small spoon

✧you often choose the small spoon

✧rare occasions are that chuuya is heavily injured

✧you and chuuya sleep peacefully <3

"good night, doll. sweet dreams."

akutagawa ryuunosuke

✧akutagawa is clueless about almost everything in a relationship

✧except for that you share affection, i guess??

✧you're always paired with him in missions

✧if you're not akutagawa demands a refund from mori lmao

✧he has gin teach him on the basics of relationships, like what you should do while sharing affection and stuff

✧when you're hurt in a mission he picks you up with rashomon no matter what or how bad your injuries are/injury is, he doesnt care and you need care immediately

✧after picking you up kills the bad guys like "RASHOMON!" that kills them "HOW DARE YOU HURT Y/N?!"

✧"ryuunosuke?? it's only a scratch??" you looked confused to him.

✧"any wound is a fatal wound for you. you don't have an ability, y/n." he states bluntly.

✧you would just kind of bonk his head (so cute omg) and then be like "hmph"

✧he prepares an actual bath for you with bath bubbles and all

✧refuses to join you though he's not used to being completely uncovered in front of someone, even his family/lover

✧after a lot a bit of convincing, you manage to get him in the bath tub with you, relaxing

✧you guys finish bathing with some relaxing in each other's arms

✧he sleeps with a shirt on def but with like boxers on only though

✧he feels better with the shirt cuz rashomon

✧he cuddles you like he's protecting you and stuff

"i love you, y/n. always know that. good night."

a/n: also hoped you liked this! you're always free to request, as long as its in my abilities and i have the time.

©all banners, dividers, and stories are made by marikosenwrites and the pictures in it are from pinterest. i own none of the BUNGO STRAY DOGS/BUNGOU STRAY DOGS/文豪ストレイドッグス characters mentioned here.

[frenchonionsoop]

How did Oda leave such a strong impression on Dazai?

OOHH ok i have a lot of thoughts on this topic so bear with me, this is gonna be a long one My interpretation is the first thing Dazai latched onto about Oda was his honesty.

Oda is a very straightforward person, he rarely ever if at all has an ulterior motive and it totally blindsides Dazai. He can't manipulate Oda because he'll take what he says too literally, he can't predict him - not because Oda is good at hiding his thoughts, he just naturally has the most unreadable resting poker face imaginable - and no matter what he does nothing seems to phase Oda (keyword "seems", it often does he just doesn't show it) , and it intrigues Dazai.

As seen with Chuuya we know Dazai gets hooked on people who surprise and/or impress him, so I can absolutely understand how he saw the enigma that is Oda and said "you're my friend now we're having soft tacos later <3".

I could go on for hours about the various times Oda has bamboozled Dazai and how each effected him profoundly in so many different ways, but that's a discussion for another time. I don't think just these factors would realistically warrant Dazai's drastic change in world outlook and spur on his sudden redemption arc, so what did?

I believe it was his complete lack of judgement. Despite Dazai's constant suicide attempts and harsh view of the world not once did Oda outwardly judge him for it, which is in some ways a blessing and in some ways a curse. Oda never viewed himself as qualified enough to call Dazai out, which in hindsight might've done harm as there were times were Dazai needed someone to call him out, but unbeknownst to Oda that lack of judgement gave Dazai room to breathe.

He saw right past the silly facade and the darker side to Dazai, he saw a "sobbing child abandoned in the darkness of a world far emptier than the one we're seeing", and he saw a friend.

And this is exactly why Oda's last words hit Dazai so hard. Odasaku, who never speaks up for himself, Odasaku, who's so genuine he'd believe a murderer if they simply said "I didn't do it", Odasaku, who is now telling Dazai life might just be little better if he decides to help rather than hurt.

Bleeding out on the floor of a mansion, in a desperate attempt to make up for all the times he didn't confront Dazai Oda has to find some way to get through to him and fast. His harsh words to Dazai on how he'll never find that happiness he so desperately craves are so jarring they snap him out of his panic, suddenly he's blindsided all over again, and that vulnerable state gives Oda's next words the chance to reach deeper - "be on the side that saves people."

In order to truly get through to him, Oda needed to level with Dazai, the only way to do that in such little time was to repeat back to him his own internal mantra of "never filling that hole that is his loneliness". It's clear his words are false, especially the line "nothing beyond your own expectations will happen" as Dazai's entire speech to Fyodor in the prison is about his belief in the unpredictable nature of human beings.

But regardless, that slap in the face of hearing his own self-destructive thoughts voiced aloud after going his entire life without ever considering anybody else could understand them heightened Dazai's faith in Oda's promise of a life that's "a bit more wonderful."

What makes me adore Oda and Dazai's friendship so much is how grounded and natural it feels. Oda isn't some perfect saviour who always knows exactly what to say, far from it, he was a 23 year old PM grunt with 5 kids and a love for spicy curry, but that's all he needed to be.

Sorry this is so ramble-y and long winded if you couldn't tell already Oda's my favourite character so I have a lot to say about him 😭 Thank you so much for the ask!!!

[starlightshadowsworld]

Bsd except Atsushi was one of the orphans Oda was looking after.

The Headmaster owed a debt to the Port Mafia that he'd not paid. And Oda was sent to talk to him, while there he found Atsushi in a cage.

And promptly left with him.

Got him food, a place to sleep and looked after Atsushi ever since. Atsushi considered the other kids his siblings and being the oldest he was very protective over them.

And Oda was his dad.

It slipped out once and Atsushi was snout to apologise before Oda ruffled his hair with a soft smile.

He was always kind to Atsushi. Always patient, never raising his voice and when Atsushi made a mistake he didn't punish him.

Just explained to him, guided him and helped him. Atsushi had never felt safe in his life until he met Oda.

His tiger ability was not controlled but Oda helped where he could. Atsushi still made a mess of the room but they'd all pitch in to tidy it. His siblings were never scared of him, neither was Oda.

Time and time Atsushi was reminded he wasn't a beast of calamity nor a monster.

Just a child.

Atsushi loved hearing the tales from Oda's job. And about his friends, Ango and Dazai. Unfortunately Atsushi couldn't meet them because as much as Oda trusted them he didn't want the Port Mafia to know about Atsushi.

Unfortunately it didn't last. Atsushi remembers being dragged from his bed and put into that van. He was the only one who survived thanks to the tiger.

Atsushi ended up blacking out and woke up in a hospital. He still has burn scars from the incident.

The Headmaster showed up informed him of what occurred, having learned from his underground connections. He told Atsushi they'd be leaving soon, leaving the room just as Atsushi broke down and screamed.

The next few years were brutal. Atsushi was hesitant to go to Yokohama but the tiger reassured him. And if he had nowhere to go, going to the city he was raised in seemed like a good idea.

Atsushi didn't know Dazai, but he recognised him after pulling him out the river before the man even introduced himself. He didn't know Dazai but he trusted him.

Oda had trusted Dazai so Atsushi would trust Dazai.

He didn't tell Dazai the truth until before the Dragons Breathe incident. Dazai had hid former life so Atsushi wondered if he would react badly to the news.

Or if he'd forgotten Oda entirely, maybe he'd be mad... And Atsushi quite frankly had no idea how to bring it up.

Atsushi's words caught in his throat seeing the gravestone behind him. He hadn't even known where Oda had been buried.

Greif welled up in his heart as tears welled up in his eyes.

"Kunikida tell you to fetch me?" Asked Dazai, with an amused grin.

He looked content, relaxed.

Atsushi nods but he can't take his eyes off the gravestone. Dazai follows his gaze and his smile turns melancholic. "This, is a dear friend of mine. Say hi to Odasaku, Atsushi."

Atsushi smiled sadly, he couldn't hide it anymore not did he want too. Tears rolled down his eyes as he walked over and ran a hand over the gravestone.

"Hi dad. Long time no see."

[l-love-writing]

Atsushi, Chuuya, Dazai and Odasaku meet someone who can turn into a crow. Headcanon

*Atsushi met this friend at the orphanage when he was very young. He found a wounded crow in the garden of the orphanage.

*Because Atsushi was a boy with a heart of gold, he took the crow and started healing its wing. Meanwhile, he realizes that crow understands what he says.

* Since he is a child, he does not care much and believes that crows are very intelligent.

*After the crow recovers, he leaves immediately, but begins to visit Atsushi from time to time.

*Later, his crow friend realizes that he also has the ability to turn into a tiger. In this way, his crow friend trusts him enough to show his human form.

*Years later, after Atsushi is kicked out of the orphanage, Atsushi's friend follows him. Because the crow had nothing else to do.

*Since Atsushi and his friend have similar abilities, he gets along quite well with his friend.

*In fact, Chuuya accidentally came across a crow while using his gravity ability. And of course, a human standing in the air was quite interesting for the crow.

*The crow followed him for hours. Even though Chuuya noticed this and tried to get rid of the crow, he could not escape from the bird's eye view.

*Then he stopped running away from the crow and let everything happen.The crow came to him and flew around him and then went away, chirping with his strange voice.

*Later, Chuuya was saved from the crow, but one day later, suddenly someone disturbed him and asked to be his friend.

*Chuuya refused at first, but no one can handle a crow's stubbornness. In this way, Chuuya becomes friends with this person.

*After talking for a while, he realized that they actually had a lot in common. That's why Chuuya felt like he found his new best friend.

*Within a few days, Chuuya realizes that this person is the crow that followed him days ago. Because his new friend wasn't trying to hide anything.

*At least things aren't bad enough for the two of them to fight.

*For Dazai, the situation is very different. That shiny jewel or bead on Dazai's clothing caught the crow's attention. The crow quickly flew towards Dazai to grab this shiny thing.

*When Dazai noticed the crow attacking towards him, he immediately retreated. In this way, the crow missed Dazai and the crow accidentally hit something.

*When Dazai saw this incident, he instantly laughed and made fun of it. However, this made the crow angry and it started attacking him.

*When the crow touched him to attack, he turned into a human thanks to Dazai's ability. Dazai then started to mock more.

*Even though their relationship started off badly, they somehow managed to meet and become friends.

*Odasaku met his friend in a very normal way. While sitting at a bar and drinking a drink, he started talking to the person next to him.

*The conversation with the person next to him was quite entertaining and interesting. He was exactly the kind of person Odasaku would love to chat with. So Odasaku continued chatting for minutes.

*Odasaku's soothing conversation with the person next to him was normal until the drinks arrived. After the drinks arrived, the person next to him used his ability to turn into a crow and started drinking the drink in his crow form.

* It was a bit of an awkward incident, but Odasaku said, "it's okay if he feels comfortable like that."

*Later, Odasaku befriended this person without caring about his quirks. Sometimes they met in bars or had short conversations while walking on the street.

*Odasaku usually tries not to talk about turning into a crow.

(Thank you to everyone who reads. I actually tried to make it gender neutral but it's hard for me. I have no idea how to do it, but thanks to those who read it anyway.)

[mochazai]

₊˚⊹♡ 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝙼𝚞𝚜𝚎 [𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟶𝟷] ♡₊˚⊹

Summary: An aspiring author with a dark past to overwrite , finds himself addicted to a different kind of poison

Pairing: Writer!Dazai x Barista!Reader

Genre: yandere / fluff

A/N: relaunching this blog with a little series, hope y’all like it!

*skritch scratch swoop*

The old fashioned ink pen dragged over the paper; a stark contrast to the modern cafe Dazai found himself in.

He found his lines growing fainter the longer he wrote and sighed before dipping it back into the pot of obsidian-black ink. He hurried to write down his thoughts before he forgot;he almost always forgot.

‘Maybe I should switch to carbon…’ he thought, looking at the nib of his pen, now having jotted down the line he’d wanted to, making sure it lived on forever in his writing.

Well, maybe not forever,more like as long as he kept it dry.

Another downside to using ink,as Dazai had come to realise, was that one drop of water,or in his case alcohol,could undo months or even years of work.perhaps the newer invention made sense after all?

But no.

“Odasaku preferred ink,and so I'm sticking to ink too.” He said matter-of-factly.

Dazai often wondered why he became a writer; and then he’d remember.

Maybe he did need to get his head looked at…no,that’d be expensive,and maybe he’d actually get put in jail this time if he willingly let someone look at the fucked up maze of thoughts he called his mind.

Maybe he wasn’t as bad as he thought he was? Yeah! He was actually oka-

Nope. One look at the musings in front of him and he knew he was not normal.

The lines were thickly written,with far too much pressure for a normal poem or love letter,which ended up in the ink leaving blood like splatters across the paper.

‘Hmm,’ he thought to himself, ‘blood’

Could it be used as ink? Perhaps? Yes! It should be possible!

He looked to his finger and thought about testing his hypothesis right then and there when-

“ One mocha, with a shot of espresso and whole milk, for Osamu Dazai!”

He heard his name and his order and practically floated over to where the voice had come from.

That angelic voice…its owner, the very person who plagued his dreams and nightmares, the person who inspired all of his latest pieces and whose absence in his life caused him to drink so much that he spilled sake all over his writings,causing them to fade away and become illegible ,but perhaps that was for the best…

“Thank you y/n,” he said with a smile as he took the drink in both his hands,”looking flawless as always~” he added with a wink.

You blushed,as you always did, and let out another on of your cute laughs,Dazai’s heart did a flip and he swore that he’d do anything to make sure no one ever wiped that smile off your face,he’d rip his heart from his chest if you’d ask, he’d drink cyanide if you’d put it in his coffee,because osamu dazai was obsessive. He knew not how to love like a ‘normal’ man,only to throw himself into something so fully that it drove him insane. Insane with desire, with love, and with lust.

such was the situation before him.

He needed you like he needed air. He needed to feel your skin against his if only for a moment. Yet all he did was smile at you and return to his seat.

You watched his retreating form and your intrusive thoughts got the better of you.

You walked over to his table,some paper napkins in hand to use as an excuse if you chickened out.

You tapped your finger on his shoulder and he turned around so fast that it made you trip.

You braced yourself for impact but then felt a bandaged arm wrap around your waist and catch you,the grip of said arm holding you firmly and its owner's face was mere inches away from yours.

“Careful bella,” he said, his coffee-scented breath fanning over your face, “coulda hurt yourself there” there was a long pause as you looked into his eyes and as he took in your features, studying them and committing them to memory,as if he hadn’t already,his gaze lingering on your lips a little longer than you though normal,but he didn’t notice and you didn’t care.gods, how you wanted to kiss him in that moment,but you calmed your nerves and blurted out your question.

“Are you free later tonight? My friends are having a party and i want you to be my plus one”

‘What the fuck??? You WANT him to be his plus one??? Way to sound desperate y/n!’ You mentally scolded yourself,and in the process missed how his expression shifted from shock to a smirk.

“Actually,” he began, drawing you out of your mini-pity party, “i’d love to~” and this time you didnt miss the smirk that was plastered on his face,nor did you miss how his eyes darkened,or even how his hold on your waist tightened just a little.

Your heart beat faster and your eyes involuntarily darted to his lips.

But just as you were about to make your move you heard a loud,

“Y/N!!!”

It was your co-worker calling you back to your station.

You begrudgingly stood up straight, scrawled out your number on one of the napkins,handed them to him and darted back to your station, apologising for nearly spilling his coffee and thanking him for catching you.

And all the while all he noticed was how adorable you looked when you were flustered and how you’d very nearly kissed him.

‘But no matter’ he’d thought as he sat down in his seat. You’d get your chance later that day…and so would he.

𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 @𝐦𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢 ; 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲,𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧.

[elizais]

hii!! how about something like dazai's first meeting is with reader at oda's grave. it is ada dazai and reader knows oda since childhood. reader has an ability of being able to transport themselves + whoever in a 2m range to a moment in time for an hour as long as she is holding a photo of said moment. her ability is of a one time use.

you can choose however reader knows oda and i don't mind how angsty it is as long as reader and dazai are happy in the end!

thank you so much and don't feel a need to write this!!

"don't feel a need to write this"?? GIRL I LOVE THIS. i switched stuff around like lupin's locations and that but don't think too hard.

@cafekitsune for the divider!!

"photographic memories"

dazai x reader, angst/fluff, read anon's req 4 a summary!! mentions of alcohol, obvs spoilers. references to the day i picked up dazai but they aren't spoilers.

it was the day that marked another year since that day. usually, he would spend a few hours at odasaku's grave before heading to bar lupin. walking up to the old friend's grave, a woman around dazai's age was there too.

a bouquet of flowers was in her hands as she knelt before the headstone, carefully setting them down below the "S . ODA". dazai didn't say a word as he knelt next to her, she didn't say a word either. maybe not even noticing his arrival.

he placed a few flowers before the headstone too, earning a glance from the woman next to him. she doesn't seem to be too affected by him.

however, she mutters something so quietly only osamu could make out her words. "such a cheater.." she says with a tint of amusement in her voice. he knows exactly what she is referring to.

"i know, right." he responds, thinking of every time he lost to odasaku in a card game due to oda's ability.

they are in a comfortable silence, two strangers connected by one person. dazai speaks up again, "what's your name?" he asked.

"[name]." she whispered. she looked up at him, he sees her eyes meet his bandages.

"are you osamu dazai?" she asks. "the bandages are my trademark, huh?" he chuckled softly before nodding. "oh, no. don't take offense, please!" she says genuinely before carrying on. "funnily enough, i heard about your bandages from soda." she reminisced, and called oda by a nickname of 'soda'.

he has a lot of questions regarding what she just said but he voices none of them aside from one. "how do you know him?" he looks at her, she is looking at oda's name.

"my father owns bar lupin, and i have known oda since he began coming to the bar. he bought me sodas when dad refused to give me them for free and he earned his nickname of soda." she explained gently.

"what did he say about me?" he asked, curious on how the stranger knew his name. "when oda joined the port mafia, he told me about you and ango. nothing specific but i just remembered ango has glasses with a mole and you have bandages." she shrugged.

"spot on description of ango." he said sarcastically.

he sighed before whispering to himself, "i would do anything to even be in the safe room as him again. he is an excellent man."

the lady is very friendly yet still reserved. she thinks for a moment before pulling out her phone.

within the clear phone case, a photo of a younger version of the girl holding a can of lemonade and a young oda are together.

"i can take you to that moment for a little bit, if you like?" she offers unsurely. his eyes widen and nods slowly. "[name]? how will you do that?" he asks. the stranger's kindness shocking him.

"my special ability allows me to transport myself and anyone close to me, physically, to a moment in time for an hour. we won't be able to talk to oda but you will be in the same room as him as you wish." she explains.

"are you sure? we just met?" he asks, also unsure of if her ability would even work on him. "you must have been important to oda. so you must be a good man, too." she smiles softly.

her words echo in his head, 'a good man, too'.

"my ability nullifies any others. do you have to touch me to use your ability?" he asks, she only responds with a shake of her head. she takes the photo out of her phone case and stands up. osamu follows her lead and stands up too. "ready?" she asks and receives a nod.

the girl has transported them to the bar lupin. they are in a booth at the back. oda and a younger version of the girl are talking on the barstools. dazai seems to be very confused.

"why am i here? my ability should have nullified yours?" he asks. "you weren't touching me when i activated it. if you touch me now, our time here will pause so we can be here for longer than an hour." he nods his head in reply.

it was rare an ability gets past his, of course no ability could totally surpass his. but the complexity of hers was gorgeous.

"thank you, [name]." he says softly. she smiles, "of course. we both lost him, why wouldn't i take you?"

"do you want a drink, dazai?" she asks him, snapping him out of his trance of watching the past oda. "yes, please. but i thought you couldn't interact with anyone in this time period?" he speaks.

"we can't but that doesn't mean i don't know my way around this bar. come here." she takes him behind the bar and shows him the drink selection. they are stood in front of 15 year old [name] and a 20 year old oda.

dazai and [name] help themselves to drinks as they watch oda. dazai can't shake the feeling [name]'s ability gives him. so beautiful yet powerful. not one for combat but more for remembering. how it is so intricate yet can easily be explained in a few sentences.

dazai then hears his own name in oda's voice.

"oda-soda? what does the boy look like?" past [name] asks. current [name] gives dazai a nudge, referring to how she recognised dazai earlier.

"he must be around your age, dark brown hair and is wrapped up in bandages. awfully clever too! he figured out soon how i cheat in so many games." oda spoke cheerfully to the girl. current [name] found herself smiling at them.

"your ability is beautiful." dazai spoke. "thank you." she hummed. starting to walk back to their booth, she stayed silent. "i'm sorry about what happened." she says ever so quietly, almost as if it was the wind's whistles outside. dazai doesn't respond.

"we have around 5 minutes left. when we go back to current time, it will be the middle of the night. time is messed up when i do this, so don't be alarmed." she explains, interrupting the comfortable silence they sat in.

"i cannot thank you enough, [name]." he says in a normal tone of voice, but so loud compared to the quiet bar. "it is nothing, i don't use my ability much anyways."

both of your eyes were watering yet not a single tear fell. you may have just officially met, but you both had a newly formed bond that will be with you both forever.

now back at the cemetery, it was pitch black.

"kind of eerie, isn't it?" he spoke. not clarifying whether he meant the setting or her ability. she assumed both.

"yeah." she chuckled softly. "is each photo a one time use?" osamu asked as he looked into her eyes.

she nodded. "it's a shame, but if i could use every photo a million times i wouldn't spend any time in this world, would i?" she elaborated.

they both began to walk back, osamu beginning to tell a story of how one time bar lupin was closed one night but the lupin trio wanted to go out drinking.

they went to every bar in the city but there was something wrong with each one. one bar not being dim enough, another too dim, one having a weird looking cat, one having an ugly wallpaper..

she began to lose herself laughing at the story as he said how one of the reasons being their bartender was funky looking.

subconsciously, they both began to walk to bar lupin. when they arrived at the door, osamu asks her "isn't it almost closing time? will they let us in?" yet he gets a witty response.

"if they don't let us in, my dad would have their heads. i may be an adult now but in here i'm still that little girl with a lot of attitude."

only a few people are in there, each one in their own conversation. a familiar old gentleman is behind the bar. "[name], i didn't know you knew dazai?" he asks.

"i didn't know either. weird, isn't it?" she responds, the bartender knowing her and dazai enough to know what they will order. "on the house for you two. my condolences." the bartender passes them their drinks, knowing all too well why they met.

hours go by, so many that the bartender says that she can stay for as long as she likes but she will need to lock up if she does. they spend the whole night chatting away.

countless photos are taken, this night will be one the two of them will want to revisit in the future.

heyy!!! sorry 4 not posting recently! and if u got to this bit,, thank u sm xx, if you want something in particular, drop a req!!