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iwamimimimi · 9 days
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c0riiander · 2 months
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odad and his son (dazai)
he sent this to ango btw
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tamashiarts · 5 months
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Lighting/color study w/Odasaku <3
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unanottexxx · 1 month
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odasaku is muscular but has a belly because of beer. he is definitely not skinny-muscular. he is long. he is stronger than he looks. ango's back is hunched unless the times he reminds himself to stand upright. his ass is flat, from sitting too much. he looks skinny but it's more about his figure rather than his weight. dazai is tall for his age, he is slightly underweight. he may be skinny-muscular but the muscles appear only if he clenches his arms too tight. which he does often to show odasaku and ango. he is ridiculously elastic. he grows to be taller than both of them. when odasaku gets to be a writer he gains weight. dazai eats better in ada, so he gains some too.
odasaku remembers to shave when ango mentions it. he also mentions dazai's hair. dazai cuts it himself without paying attention. when he wears his ada coat, ango praises him by saying light colors fit him. dazai invites them to the cafe under agency. ango's glasses got thicker because his vision got worse. he sleeps more though. odasaku feels lighter when he looks at dazai. him and ango are planning to move in together. dazai insists on somewhere near the agency.
when they chose different paths, they thought they'll be seeing each other less but it's the opposite. they meet pretty often. they age together.
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philzokman · 3 months
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buraiha trio are the perfect representation of cringefail u have dazai repping girlfailure, ango repping boyfailure and oda repping healthfailure
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ruified · 3 months
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i just finished reading osamu dazai and the dark era and now my eyes are stinging with the feeling of tears attempting to crawl their way out from behind them, and they may just succeed in that endeavor so let’s see how much i can type out with tears in my eyes
i miss my wife (oda bsd)
Somebody probably should've tied him up, pried his chest open, and stuffed a vacuum cleaner inside. Then, as he screamed and cried until they needed to punch him to shut him up, they'd suck every last bit out of his chest and stamp it into the ground.
But in reality, such a vacuum didn't exist. Chests don't open up like that, and no one is capable of such feats. What we see is every-thing, and everything we see, we ignore. All we can do is stand before the deep ditch between us and others and keep silent.
the way oda talks about dazai is consistently heart wrenching, he knows that despite all of dazai’s maturity, because he was forced to grow so fast, he’s still a child
just a child protecting his fragile little heart the way an adult would, simply replicating what he’d seen others do and what he’d been taught and expanding upon it
That was when Dazai first realized: Sakunosuke Oda understood him much more than he'd ever imagined-right up to his very heart, almost to the center of his mind. Dazai didn't realize until then that someone had known him so well.
it’s as if oda never realized that he knew dazai better than anyone, that he’d successfully reached out and touched the child protecting his heart
oda mentioned regretting not getting closer to dazai
The reason why Ango and I were able to be by his side was that we understood the solitude that surrounded him, and we never stepped inside it no matter how close we stood.
But in that moment, I kind of regretted not stepping in and invading that solitude.
but in his final moments, that child in dazai reached out and asked for guidance, asked for oda to take his hand and point him in the next direction he believed was right because he trusted him
dazai thought so highly of oda because oda was always rather up front about everything, his feelings, what he was thinking, all of that. not once did oda try to use dazai, we find dazai sort of realizing this in the day i picked up dazai (which i read online not too long ago), and that’s what makes dazai like oda so much
they’re so important to me guys btw
With trembling fingers, Odasaku reached for the cigarettes in his pocket before sluggishly placing one in his mouth. By the time he pulled out a match, his fingers were too weak to hold it anymore. Dazai took the match and lit the cigarette for him.
Then Odasaku closed his eyes, smoking the cigarette as he smiled, filled to the brim with satisfaction.
The cigarette fell to the ground.
Dropping onto his knees by Odasaku's side, Dazai looked up to the ceiling and closed his eyes. His tightly shut lips faintly trembled. The smoke from the cigarette rose straight up to the top.
Nobody said a word.
READING THIS SHIT HITS HARDER THAN WATCHING IT THE ANIME FR DOES NOT CARRY THAT SAME IMPACT
something else they never included in the anime was THIS?????
In the middle of a verdant mountain trail atop a hill overlooking Yokohama was a cemetery with a view of the ocean. There were many new graves lined up-among them a small white burial marker without a name.
Dazai stood before the burial marker, dressed in black mourning clothes and holding a bouquet of white flowers.
"…….”
He squinted as the strong sea breeze suddenly gusted past.
The white flowers fluttered in the wind.
"I'll leave this photo here."
He took out a picture and placed it before the burial marker.
Frozen in time were the smiles of those three men.
"I really wish you could've tried that hard tofu I made..."
Dazai closed his eyes, then stood absolutely still, rooted to the spot.
GOD I FEEL ILL I LOVE YOU SO MUCH DAZAI OSAMU
Dazai didn't say a word. That was just about the first time he'd ever been unable to articulate his feelings.
"I..."
this is like one of the first, if not the only time, we get a glimpse into what dazai is thinking and it’s honestly so important that we did it this moment
the anime doesn’t convey it as well just how emotionally driven dazai is in this moment, like, yes you can tell, but his struggle between what he knew was logically correct and what he felt is so important to know about
it also makes this part that he said to ango really ironic
"I always lose the things I don't want to lose the most. That's why I don't feel anything anymore. The moment you get your hands on something worth going after, you lose it."
"When I first saw him over in the slums, I was horrified. His talents are extraordinary, and his skill is extremely destructive. Plus, he's stubborn. If I'd left him to his own devices, he would've ended up a slave to his own powers until he destroyed himself."
Dazai didn't freely make people work under him, period; much less a boy on the verge of starvation in the slums. But Dazai seemed to have his own reasons for doing it.
the way dazai talks about akutagawa here is so interesting and you really gotta take it at face value because he has no reason to lie to oda, especially not about this
here’s dazai being oda’s number one fan
"Sakunosuke Oda... I know that guy," the subordinate with sunglasses added hesitantly. "Dazai, sir, I don't mean to be rude, but...I saw him sweeping behind the office the other day. A man of his status isn't qualified to be your friend, let alone contend with an enemy like this."
Dazai stared, flabbergasted, at his underling.
"Are you joking? Odasaku's not qualified?" Dazai asked, thoroughly surprised.
he’s so cute
now for some silly stuff
here’s oda describing things in terms of cats
Searching for a Mafia informant is on a completely different level from locating a missing pet cat (which I've actually done before, so I say this with confidence). If a cat runs away, then you can stake out a local feeding ground, but there was no way for me to even guess where Ango's "feeding ground" might be.
I had placed a foot on the staircase to the second floor, which looked as if it could come crumbling down at any moment, when I heard a sound coming from somewhere in the building. It was very faint, only about as loud as a kitten rolling on its back.
he’s such a guy
"I am André Gide. We ghosts came in search of... the one who will free our souls," the leader claimed.
"Well, I know this guy who works at a funeral home. I'm sure he'll give you a discount if I put in a word for you."
"Anyway, I feel for you, Odasaku. Not only did you run into the enemy's boss, but he made some serious advances toward you, too. At this rate, you guys will be married by the weekend."
"That's not what happened." At least, I hoped not. "They're just a group of weirdos who start wars for the sake of it."
"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.
“at least, i hoped not” ODA 😭😭😭
i just love dazai in this specific moment, he’s so silly
"I found a handkerchief at the site of the explosion." Dazai grinned fiendishly. "There was a napkin from this place wrapped inside. It was completely obvious. Who would've thought spies used such dated methods, huh?"
Now that he mentioned it, I remembered lending Ango my handkerchief before I passed out. That must've been when he slipped the napkin in. I just thought I'd lost it.
BRO THOUGHT ANGO JUST LIKE GAVE HIM BACK THE NAPKIN TOO
"Man, that was hot. Why does curry have to be that hot?
Does it have something against mankind? More people would eat it if it were less spicy. This is negligence in food culture." I thought about it for a moment before answering. "If more people ate it, then nobody would eat anything else, thus completely destroying food culture as we know it."
"Makes sense." Dazai nodded, seemingly convinced.
"You hurt yourself on a block of tofu?"
He must have been in desperate need of some calcium.
"...Odasaku, that's exactly the problem right there. You're enabling Dazai. You don't speak up, and that's why he goes off the rails."
I see. So this was what Ango meant by "enabling" him. You learn something new every day.
i love how funny oda is without meaning to be like he fr just says shit 😭
anyways that was a really good read uhh made me really sad, also better than the anime ngl, oda was so much more badass and cool
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tumbler-pigeon · 4 days
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Not a damn day goes by without chapter 77 of BSD wan haunting me. The trio were having a good time. I came here for a laugh and left crying
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@hungnitan’s translation as my phone is incapable of scanning manga
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Dazai : " I love you guy you're the best things that ever happened to me."
Oda : " We're the best things that happened to you ? "
Dazai : " Yes !"
Ango : " I'm starting to feel a little sorry for you."
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Usagi Shima x Bungou Stray Dogs #2
The Buraiha Trio!!!!!
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cffeine · 6 months
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now that it’s been long revealed that dazai’s been speaking with ango via freezing time & controlling his heartbeat, this;
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—panel has to mean something different.
nothing about this plan has anything to do with hearing. while it could be to throw fyodor off, dazai had little need considering their matching intelligence.
ango helps him out of loyalty to him, and guilt over oda. making oda the angel he speaks of.
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iwamimimimi · 3 months
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c0riiander · 14 days
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WE ARE SO BACK
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Maybe it's just due to my personal life experience, but there really is something about the Buraiha trio that always just gets to me.
It's like... they're three friends embroiled in darkness and bloodshed and the mafia life (and one of them has to lie to the others about his true alignment) and yet these meetings in Bar Lupin, ones they often don't plan and are a rare, happy occasion, are like a burst of light in the darkness of their lives.
They care about each other. They mean so much to each other. They're friends who found each other at both the best and the worst possible time, meeting the only way it was possible to become friends, meeting at a time when their friendship's end was inevitable.
Oda is gone and that broke them. Ango and Dazai are still around, still reach out to each other, still, I think on some level, care about one another. But it's not the same as those nights in Bar Lupin. It will never be the same as those nights in Bar Lupin.
It was something beautiful, something deeply important to them, something that haunts the modern narrative and affects them both to this day, and yet in such a short but inevitable time, it burned out like a dying star.
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sinfulpunishment · 4 months
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✎ᝰ┆… And To Letting Go
─❏ Warnings: none
─❏ Characters: Oda Sakunosuke, mentioned Ango Sakaguchi
─❏ Synopsis: Read by a man standing in front of his friend’s grave in the rain.
─❏ A/N: part two of the oda goodbye letters
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Dearest Ango,
I am well aware that last we spoke it was not on… the best of terms, but I am also aware that there must be a reason for your actions. I don’t believe I blame you, nor am I really upset with you.
Besides, you should be focused on other matters and not any guilt you may feel for what you’ve done. For example, you should be getting more rest instead of staying up so late to do work, maybe then you wouldn’t have to rely on coffee so much. At this point though, I know your coffee order, but it’s very simple: two shots of espresso, and sometimes a biscotti alongside it. Though, I know you prefer the coffee I make over any other coffee shop nearby. It’s strange, I wouldn’t say that my coffee is any better than someone who dedicated their life to it, but if you really like it that much then I’ll always make you a pot.
I am sorry things aren’t going to be able to go back to how they used to be. I know it’s hard, our time together meant a lot to you, even now I can tell it’s hard for you to let go. Sometimes I also catch myself daydreaming of a time in which we all are free men, and we can lead normal lives together, as friends. I know you like antiques, right? I wish I could have gone antiquing with you then. I also wish we all could have gone somewhere like the beach together, or maybe even the aquarium.
But we can’t. Things are different now, and soon I won’t be with you two anymore.
I only hope that you continue to do what’s right, you are a rather kind person deep down, I know that. I hope you’re able to hold onto a copy of that photo of us, just for yourself, that way you can at least have a picture to capture that small period of time. I still want you to be able to let go though, you’ll have to, you cannot get stuck in the past and what could have been. By the time you read this, what’s done will have been done and there will be no turning back.
Just promise me this much: that you’ll take care of yourself and Dazai, for me.
For you, treat yourself well and take care of yourself, learn how to make your own espresso or find a coffee shop you really like. Try getting more rest too, and remember not to let your work completely control your life.
As for Dazai, just keep an eye on him. I do not know what path he will walk down, if he will stay in the Port Mafia or leave to find a better life; Of course, I hope he chooses the latter.
I know you could help him get out of any serious trouble, he doesn’t always make the safest decisions. But, he’s smart. He may not always seem to make the “best choices”, but things always seem to work out for him, he always plans ahead. Even if he doesn’t like you, not that I think that he absolutely hates you, he is still bound to you by the bond we all formed.
If you ever visit my resting place, don’t bring yellow flowers, Dazai hates yellow and we both know he’ll visit me too. Maybe bring a bottle of Scotch and two shot glasses, open a bottle for me and save me a glass.
Oh, before I forget, you did know of my dream to be a novelist, right? To sit at a desk, with a window overlooking the sea so I can hear the waves crash to the shore with a certain rhythm to it that you have to spend years around to even understand—I’m getting ahead of myself.
I wanted to leave that novel to you, Ango. I trust that you can write well, and you would know what I would have liked to read. It’s just that this is very important to me. Of course, you don’t have to. Make sure to leave me a copy if you do though, maybe even come and read it to me if you have time, I know you’re a busy man.
I know things are different between us, but I still wish nothing for the best for you, my friend. Don’t forget to visit our usual spot every now and then, greet the bartender for me, won’t you?
This is goodbye now, write for me.
To the stray dogs, and to letting go.
— Oda Sakunosuke
to an overworked friend.
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kei-chaiin · 2 years
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You left me no choice but to stay here forever
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darikbelochka · 2 years
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Oda Sakunosuke
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