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juraiku · 2 years

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ok i h8 to say it but im gonna be moving chuuya and yosano to my multi for now !!

#⊹ ₊ * ‹ ooc › ‚ chuuya i’m available 24/7.#i'll answer his memes / drafts there #u can like this post if u want me to follow u from my multi im just fairly selective there!

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juraiku · 2 years

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#⊹ ₊ * ‹ visage › ‚ eyes that open doubtfully.#this also feelslike ........... how chuuya is on his bday #not in a bad way #just ppl are stupid <3 #and the gifts he gets are . a Lot #glaring at fareeda

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juraiku · 2 years

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BSD Dead Apple: Nakahara Chuuya ♡

#⊹ ₊ * ‹ visage › ‚ eyes that open doubtfully.#HAPPY BIRTH TO THE ONLY MAN EVER!

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juraiku · 2 years

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only here bc it’s chuuya’s bday <3

#HAP BIRTH TO MY FAV BOI

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juraiku · 2 years

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𝘋𝘈𝘡𝘈𝘐 𝘖𝘚𝘈𝘔𝘜 .

he perks up when a chopstick is stuck underneath his nose, a promise of food being at least a little bit motivation. it was bad enough that he had to work with …. him, but on an empty stomach ? it just wasn’t fair ! his nose wrinkled in disgust every single time he thought too hard about it. why had mori thought it such a good idea to shove them together all those years ago anyways ?! ( there’s a voice inside him he’d much prefer to deny that knows he would have done the same, it was the optimal solution ). he looks over at chuuya’s plate full of food and ignoring the chopstick entirely, reaches out and grabs the plate, pulling it to his side of the table.

❛ thanks chibikko ! you’re in a good mood today fufu ! ❜ before chuuya can steal it back, dazai is quick to take a bite of the food, inhaling it as much of it as he can before his ex-partner realizes what he’s done and attempts to rip from him his meal that he had clearly earned through tireless hard work.

‘∗ o2﹕ chuuya offers dazai a bite from their chopsticks .’ + accepting

it’s muscle memory when he does it — the extended gesture, the offering of a bite : he doesn’t even think when he does it but he instantly regrets it when the sound of the plate scraping the table top grabs his attention. ❝ eh ?! ❞ if possible, his hair had gone redder to match the rage that plasters across his features, brows knitted and nostrils flared. ❝ fuckin’ jackass - so fuckin’ disrespectful ! ❞ taking a bite from his own chopstick, he swallows his own bite before angrily leaning forward, practically lunging out of his seat to yank his plate back ( though pointless by now, the contents practically finished ) and he has half a mind to snap the plate in half to utilize it as a makeshift weapon. instead, he jabs the ends of his chopsticks at dazai’s throat.

❝ give the food back ! ❞ it’s a demand, one he doesn’t want to back down on despite how stupid it sounded leaving his lips. he’s already preparing himself for a string of asshole - esque responses from dazai.

#soukouku #𝒗. ‹ main › ‚ for the tainted sorrow.

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juraiku · 2 years

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𝘚𝘖𝘍𝘐𝘈 𝘙𝘈𝘚𝘒𝘖𝘓𝘕𝘐𝘒𝘖𝘝 .

“You love running your mouth, don’t you~?” No wonder Fyodor ran circles around these organizations- they had no idea what he was capable of… Sofia closed her book and glanced up at him with a smile, “I couldn’t help but overhear you so apologies for the intrusion.” Oh who was she kidding, she wasn’t sorry.

“If you want my opinion: I think you’re out of your league.”

he already knew discussing private manners in public erred in the side of moronic, especially with the reputation the port mafia held, and the multitude of highly classified information they held at their fingertips. so when his sub - section had met in what they believed was a discreet outdoors dining area, he’d already planned on reprimanding them the moment they stepped foot back in headquarters. when he hears a voice he can’t quite place, he has to hide the irritation that rises with him as he twists in his seat to face the source — brows furrowed and gazed narrowed. ❝ anyone ever taught you it’s rude to eavesdrop ?! ❞ his tone is leveled despite the cacophony within him, despite the ongoing chatter behind him. ❝ i didn’t ask for’y opinion and i don’t care. ❞ before he even thinks to turn his back to her, he squints, ❝ what is it to you ? ❞

#bookmcde #𝒗. ‹ main › ‚ for the tainted sorrow.#oh my god please ignore that this is three months late

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juraiku · 2 years

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BSD Dead Apple: Nakahara Chuuya ♡

#⊹ ₊ * ‹ visage › ‚ eyes that open doubtfully.

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juraiku · 2 years

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“You softy. Your hypocrisy makes me retch.”

#⊹ ₊ * ‹ visage › ‚ eyes that open doubtfully.

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juraiku · 2 years

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chuuyacore is fall out boy and my chemical romance

#only listing those two bc they came on my shuffle this morning #and i was immediately thrust into chuuya’s brain #THIS AINT SCENE ITS A GODDAMN ARMS RACE #ya <3

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juraiku · 2 years

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then vs now

#im actually ?????? brr?????????????????#bc they look so close to canon omg #stole this from leah hehe

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juraiku · 2 years

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fareeda ahmed .

there’s so much blood around her. wherever she goes, blood seemed to follow. and as if she was dead, she used to find herself standing there, unable to stop it from spilling. now that she has more experience in her field and knowledge, she could help fix the scars that the government so easily gave her people. it only took her a second, but she finds herself feeling annoyed despite her unusual calm demeanor. ❝ has anyone ever told you you’re really annoying, chuuya? ❞ her hand moves to grab his hat when she notices him glancing to the direction of the busy capital city. she grins at him before she quickly remembers why the two of them were here today. a huff leaves her. ❝ i’ve told you about disappearances that have been happening since last year, so i don’t think i need to explain the situation, but it’s been getting worse lately. ❞ she needed proof. she needed someone who would know facts that could help her publish this story. ❝ i need an inside source from one of the prisons. i know three prisons where people who get punished for speaking the truth are sent to. i just need you to get me to someone there. ❞

he stares at her, letting a brief pause fill between them as he stubbornly yanks his leg up and over his knee, adjusting in his seat. ❝ actually, yes. they have. but i know it’s code for ‘ you’re the real mvp, i just can’t handle your obviously superior and magnetic presence. i’m lesser. ’ shit like that — AH ! FAREEDA ! ❞ the chastisement belts out as he feels a coldness where his hat used to be, gloved hand attempting to reach out and snatch it back — but he doesn’t try, not really. and so his arm limply returns to his side with pseudo - defeat and he grumbles, indistinct profanities swept under his tongue. it’s when he catches her smile dropping that he straightens up, any easiness in his features draining back into their rigidness, the wheels turning his in his mind as he remembers everything. his loyalty had been as clear a line as ever, unmistaken and accounted for, very much so set in stone and yet here, he toes a line that’d been steadily inching. ❝ are y’gonna be able to choose a prison with someone eager t’speak to you ? a lotta wrongs happen but it doesn’t mean these jackasses are gonna risk gettin’ in more shit. much less let you in where they could get fucked up, even with all the strings i could manage to pull. ❞ tongue clicks over the roof of his mouth as he releases a sigh, torso twisting so that his frame was facing her. ❝ pick. make it count because i’m only riskin’ you one of them before they start puttin’ two and two together. they’re moronic shit for brains but i think they’re gettin’ smarter. ❞

#iarets #𝒗. ‹ main › ‚ for the tainted sorrow.

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juraiku · 2 years

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Are you ready to turn the tables on them?

VINCENZO (2021)

#shut up i love them #chuuya fareeda core

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juraiku · 2 years

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“please tell me you didn’t eat that.”

“ –– i’m not some fucking dumbass, ” she retorts irritatedly, as if there isn't an open container of tide pods to her left. she can’t, in fact, tell him that ; at the reminder, her stomach gurgles nervously. “ you wanna get a life and leave me alone ? ”

#‹ 𝟎𝟎𝟐 › saved.#vicioushope #she rll y said im built different

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juraiku · 2 years

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chuuya @ anyone taller than him