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nerdyloverparadise · 2 days
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Getting to know Chuuya (pt2):
Chuuya technically had pulled you into the Port Mafia so he was the one who had to hand down an item to you. The day Mori told him to give you something of his was the most irritating day ever for him but… he ended up giving you his choker.
“There, keep it… just keep it.”
“Uh… a collar?”
“NO NOT A COLLAR… just put the d*mn thing on.”
The following day, he acquired an identical replacement for himself, inadvertently matching with you.
"I definitely wear it better," he remarked, a hint of amusement softening his frustration.
The bickering almost NEVER ended and there was always something being quarreled about.
“YOU’VE JUST ABOUT PUSHED ME TO MY LIMIT, CHUUYA!” you exclaimed, frustration boiling over as you grabbed him by the throat.
In retaliation, Chuuya seized you by the collar and forcefully pushed you against the wall. “YOU’RE ASKING FOR TROUBLE, YOU LITTLE BRAT!”
There were many times when Chuuya and you would yell in one another's faces, grab each other by the throat, and occasionally crush one another up against the wall. Your heated exchanges often escalated to shouting matches, with both parties grabbing each other in fits of anger. It was a volatile mix of fury, frustration, and a primal need to vent. But in this particular moment, the size of both of your pupils and the lift of your brows had grown rapidly… along with a few other things… like the tension in the room. As his gaze swept across yours, it seemed like he was committing every part of your face to memory and couldn’t stop… until Mori knocked on the door to assess how you were settling in. After that day, You and Chuuya had undeniable chemistry but it was never really touched on or acknowledged.
Over time you started to get used to Chuuya and his behavior. Bickering was always a common trend between you both and it seemed like hate at first glance but most times the real issue was that you both weren't used to expressing any type of emotion besides anger, even when comforting. Despite the constant friction, there were moments when you noticed a softer side to Chuuya. For example…
- Chuuya made sure to protect you under all circumstances no matter how badly you both bickered. Like the time a bullet almost pierced through your arm in a mission. It didn’t take corruption for Chuuya to send the bullet flying back through the assailant's skull…. and leg… and torso. We get it, Chuuya.
But acknowledging those moments felt like admitting vulnerability, so instead, you both continued to trade barbs and sarcasm, hiding the budding warmth beneath the surface. As days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, the tension between you only seemed to grow, sparking a fire that neither of you dared to extinguish.
After that mission was over, he wanted to go out to the bar but didn't really want to go alone.
“Man, I could really use some booze right about now.”
“I'm surprised your body can even tolerate booze, half-pint.”
“Half-pint of alcohol does sound grea- wait a minute. YOU CALLIN ME SHORT?”
“Of course not.”
He dragged you along to a bar with him despite you not wanting to go and ordered a bunch of drinks. You sit next to him, swirling the drink around in the cup and tapping your foot. Chuuya drank so much you had to be the one to carry him back to the Port Mafia and the one to deal with his violent hangover the next day. When you both arrive back at the HQ, you lie him down in his bedroom and take off his hat, placing it onto the top part of the lamp and letting it hang like he always does.
“Chuus… *you laugh softly and shake your head.* you're reckless as hell.”
Chuuya starts to snore loudly, almost tauntingly as he rolls over in bed.
“Asshole.”
For the most part this became a weekly thing. You carried Chuuya back to the PM every Saturday when he had drank entirely too much and you both bickered constantly, even worse when drunk. Even then, Chuuya's invitations to the bar carried with it a weighty undercurrent of yearning, his desire for companionship masked by casual banter. What’d you expect? He’s emotionally constipated and let’s be real… you probably are too...
To be continued...
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clemcasp · 22 days
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kaeltheking · 4 months
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Anyone remember this post? I ended up cleaning it up so that I could turn it into it's very own print because they're just too cute!!! I'll be announcing when the update will be soon so stay tuned for more SKK goodies ♥
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Dazai : " i don't know how to tell you this chuuya but you're in love with me "
Chuuya : " What ? "
Dazai :
Chuuya : " Oh my god, i am ."
Atsushi : " What kind of confession did i just Witness ? "
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fedyaspookie · 1 month
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THEY ARE SO GAY WTF 💀💀💀
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zzzx009 · 2 months
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Do y'all ever think of post-corruption skk where dazai gives chuuya soft comforting kisses while carrying him back home or is it just me 🥺
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buizos · 3 months
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POV : you give them a flower 🌹
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lanlishiba · 3 months
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Soukoku art finally‼️‼️‼️
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thisisparnianagain · 3 months
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"Go ahead, shitty Dazai. Try to kill yourself and I'll shoot your brains out."
My entry for sunnyclair2005's dtiys on instagram, but I haven't been able to post it there yet😭 Stupid vpns
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drlqra · 1 month
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O acquaintance, grantors of dark disgrace, do not wake me up again.
i'm too good, i can make something like this everyday- motivation required tho💀
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chuunai · 5 months
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baby daddy chuuya ! who has been there for you every step of the way since he got you pregnant. the moment you told him that you had his kid in your belly, he swore that he’d be the best dad and husband he could be, kissing your cheeks and resting a hand on your then flat stomach. he’s already scheduling ultrasounds and prenatal appointments of the best care. a baby. his baby. with you.
baby daddy chuuya ! who pulls back your hair and rubs your back while you vomit from morning sickness. gently wiping your mouth with a towel after you finish, hugging you for support before getting you medication. he’s a bit sorry that his kid is already causing issues, but he’s more focused on you. he HATES the fact that you’re suffering, and will be for nine months.
baby daddy chuuya ! who cries after finding out during your first ultrasound that he’s not having just one baby with you, but two of them. he’s a proud father, gladly framing the pictures of the twins in your womb in the main hallway and also keeping a small picture for himself in his wallet. he’ll show off to his men, obviously. his wife is expecting twins, and it’s something he’ll fucking celebrate, alright.
baby daddy chuuya ! who plans a lavish baby shower with your friends and his own friends from the Mafia. the whole time during the party he’s keeping a hand on your swollen belly protectively—his duty as a soon-to-be dad. you’re not lifting a single one of your pretty fingers, not when he can help it. it’s a great party, with it ending with gifts and congratulations from everyone.
baby daddy chuuya ! who goes wild on preparing a nursery for the twins—one boy, and one girl—and who isn’t afraid on spending a shitload of money while doing so. the safest sturdy baby cribs, the softest plushies, tiny clothes, diapers, etc. his children deserve the best, and they’ll get nothing less than that. plus, he finally learns how to build a fucking crib after staring at a manual for 40+ hours and cursing every two seconds. it makes your pregnancy a bit more bearable watching your husband glare at a wrench.
baby daddy chuuya ! who indulges in your weird cravings and tries to appease you. you want pickles dipped in peanut butter? weird, but he’s got it. oh, you changed your mind and instead want ice-cream with cheetos and banana slices? sure, babe. he’ll still make you eat healthy though, even deciding that since you couldn’t drink, he wouldn’t either. you’re carrying two energetic babies, the least he could do was not drink.
baby daddy chuuya ! who’s practically attached to your baby bump. rubbing it—with or without lotion—, kissing the distended belly button, or hell, even talking to his kids inside. playfully scolding them about ‘bothering mom’ and how they were little gremlins. or the times where’d it be late at night and his head rested on your belly, murmuring about how much he loved them and how he’d always protect them no matter what.
baby daddy chuuya ! who ultimately just wants to live as much as a ‘normal life’ with you and his children. his kids won’t be involved with Yokohama’s dangerous underground activities as long as he can help it. no, they’ll live a life he never got to have. safety. love. and the happiest family in the world. his top priorities, now? making sure his family is safe and happy. forever.
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sinnersly · 2 months
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Lust and devotion.
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aethellren · 8 months
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ehm-someone come nullify him maybe??
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kaeltheking · 4 months
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Should I be posting about my store opening on the 22? Yes, did I do this comic instead of working on a proper announcement? Also Yes. No Regerts lololol I will make proper posts later about it but for now please take this little comic that mah brain would not leave me alone about based on a tweet from twitter lol.
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nikolaiokay · 10 months
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the way chuuya holds his neck is a way that specifically gives pleasure instead of actually cutting the air....
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atlasmeowww · 2 months
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