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simp-is-here · 1 year
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Reaching For Hope: Dazai Osamu x FemReader
Warning: HEAVY ANGST, before story miscarriage, self harm, ptsd, struggling to cope, probably ooc Dazai, hope at the end, if there’s anymore please let me know
Summary: After the two of you go through a devastating loss Dazai tries his hardest to try to bring you back and see you smile again
(A/n: I am terribly sorry for anyone who has ever gone through this, and I’m sorry if I trigger or make anyone upset with my writing. I hope I didn’t inaccurately write this, I’m very sorry if I did and will do better in the future)
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No matter how much he reaches out to you, there was always something that pulled you back.
He sat beside your chair, telling you about his day. But just like before you only stared out the window blankly, not even your breaths broke the silence of the room. Your hand was loosely laying in the hold of his grip, not even a twitch of acknowledgment.
“-And then he asked why I wasn’t done my paperwork.” He chuckled glanced back towards you, the slightest bit of hope that you’d laugh at the story like you used too.
The hope was once again crushed by your distanced gaze towards the window. You had been like this since you found out, your words stopped, and even when you did look at someone it was as though you were looking through them.
A soft knock on the door disturbed the silence, a nurse held a clipboard to her chest and walked a couple steps into the doorway.
“Mr. Dazai, I’m very sorry but it’s time for her to sleep.” She told him, putting the clipboard down and making her way over to you
You stood with her help, as though you were a ragdoll. The covers were draped over your body before the nurse made her way back to the door.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” Dazai told you, kissing the wedding band on your hand before exiting the room.
After the nurse closed the door he stopped her before she could continue her rounds.
“When can I take her home?” He asked her, he had been asking this question for what felt like months
“Soon, we just need to make sure she’s not a danger to herself.” The nurses calm tone made his frustration build
He tried his best not to squeeze her arm, with a quick recovery he let her go. Waving her goodbye as he goes to leave.
“But…”
He turned at her words, wanting. no. needing some good news.
“If you get permission from the doctor you can take her out for a little bit. Some familiar faces might cause a reaction. Just remember to keep an eye on her, and make sure she has paper or plastic stuff so she doesn’t see herself.” She informed him, patting his shoulder before continuing with her rounds
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“Atsushi hasn’t stopped asking about you. Everyday I come into work he asks me how you are before anything else.” Dazai says as he teases the white haired boy in front of him
“Hey! It’s not everyday.” Atsushi replies, his cheeks warming a bit
“It might as well be, it’s like your new routine.” Dazai comments, hoping to get at least a look of amusement from you
“He’s right, you do.” Kyouka said bluntly
“Huh!? Well, maybe I ask a lot.” Atsushi scratches his head with an awkward smile on his face
You haven’t replied to anyone yet, your gaze was fixated on the bun that was on your plate.
“Dazai!” Kunikida’s voice echoed a bit
“Hey Kunikida. Come to join the party?” Dazai asked with a fun wave
He came up to the brunette and started shaking him by his collar, steam practically coming out of his ears.
“Don’t think you can get away with leaving all your work unfinished! I came into the office only to find all of your work on my desk!!”
The violent shaking caused your coffee to fall over, ruining your untouched meal and spilling onto your lap.
“Are you alright!? Here let me clean it up.” Atsushi panicked, wiping the coffee with thin napkins so it doesn’t spill anywhere else
Kyouka took the plate and the coffee cup, and went off to find a place to toss it out.
“Hey, uh. I’m out of napkins. Does anyone know where they have more?” The white haired boy asked holding the soggy paper in his hands
“Well don’t just hold those, throw them out before you make an even bigger mess.” Kunikida told him, letting go of Dazai to find more napkins
“Don’t think you’re getting away with this Dazai.” He quickly scolded once again
Dazai held up his hands plastering a smile onto his face.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.”
When he turned back to face you, you were gone from your seat. He looked around but couldn’t find you.
“How much coffee was in that-“ the blonde got cut off by the look on Dazai’s face
“What’s-“
A crash alerted everyone’s attention to the bathroom, fear overtook Dazai as the crashes continued.
‘So she doesn’t see herself’
‘So she doesn’t see herself’
‘So she doesn’t see herself’
He slammed the door open only to see you repeatedly slamming your arms into the mirror, tears flowing down your blank face.
“Y/N!” He called, going over to you, trying to pry your hands away from the broken mirror
You yanked your hands back and kept slamming them into the shards, blood seeping from your skin and onto the counter.
“Stop!” He managed to turn your body away from the mirror but was greeting by the harsh slap of your hand
He froze in place, the sting still lingering on his cheek. Slowly he turned his head back to you, the blank look in your eyes was replaced with regret and guilt, your mouth opened no words came out.
He guided your head to his shoulder and held you close as your sobs left your gasping into his coat. He followed you to the floor when your knees gave out, he caught sight of the paramedic in the doorway ready to take you back to the hospital. He raised your head from his shoulder and wiped your tears away.
“We’re gonna get up, okay?” He told you, your nod in response would have made him overjoyed if not for the circumstances
He got you up and led you to the ambulance, blocking your view of everyone’s pity filled expressions, it would only send you further down this road of madness.
The pain he felt as he was washing your blood off his hands, your home felt so empty without you there.
He wants so desperately to reach out to you again, but he’s losing hope.
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Time after that incident merged together, he had been allowed to see you again 2 weeks ago, the routine of visiting everyday came back.
Everytime he was there you were in your usual spot staring out the window, but now that the blank look was gone he was finally able to recognize the emotions hidden in your eyes.
Longing
When you went to bed he looked out the window from your chair and knew what you were staring at, behind a couple of trees was the park that the two of you met at, back when everything was simple and sweet.
With permission from the doctor he walked you to the park, revealing where you were visiting as though you had been wearing a blindfold. He sat you down at the base of one of the trees, the stars twinkling above you.
“Now, I know I’ve never told you this but, I’d been watching you for a bit before we met.” He admitted, raising his bandage covered arm to point at an area
“You would always be right there, you’d be reading, painting, bird watching, everything you did was always in that spot.” He placed his hand back down beside yours
“Then finally I actually met you, do you remember how clumsy you were? I was reading when I suddenly got run into by this girl in the most wild looking shirt ever she dropped paint all over my shoes. What was it again that I compared your shirt to?” He asked himself, trying to remember
A hand placed itself on his, interlocking the fingers.
“A carpet.” You said
He turned to you in shock, when he looked at you finally you were looking back at him. The corners of your mouth twitching a bit.
“Yeah.” He said breathlessly
He rubbed your hand with his thumb and smiled to himself.
“I liked those shoes too.”
The snort you let out was like music to his ears, he couldn’t stop himself from letting a tear fall at the sight of your smile, no matter how small I was, it was still your smile.
You placed your head on his shoulder, fiddling with his fingers. His soft lips kissed your head, speaking silent words that had finally grown loud enough for you to hear.
Your words spoke back as you kissed the ring on his finger, locking your fingers together again once you set your hands back down.
He didn’t need to reach out to you anymore, you were finally here with him.
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fynori · 9 months
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im coping (poorly)
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bsd as textposts/tweets because, unfortunately, i am still alive :3
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mothzan · 4 months
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Get Squished idiot ( ・` v ´・)
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chuuyaiism · 6 months
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chuuya nakahara is pretty much obsessed with you.
not in the creepy, stalkerish way, but in a completely in love, head over heels way.
chuuya has been ridiculously into you ever since he met you. it started off as a silly crush – you were pretty, he found you attractive and got flustered. he’d trip over his own feet, smash into random things that were in his way because he was too focused on you.
he felt fucking stupid and it pissed him of so much he even hated you a little bit.
and knowing that, you loved getting on his nerves. you’d shamelessly flirt with him in front of other people just to see him blush and get mad at you, slowly get closer inch by inch when he's speaking to you until he's a stuttering mess, resting your head on his shoulder when you're tired… you would just never fail to make him feel all tingly inside.
and then, the closer you got to each other, the more he started to feel drawn to you. he wanted to know about your personal interests, to hang out with you outside work hours. he wanted to know how your day was, if you're eating well and if you're not going on too many dangerous missions.
chuuya wanted to spoil you and make you feel safe, he wanted you to have a good, comfortable life away from any forms of danger. when he made you smile, it was the highlight of his day; he was completely, utterly in love with you.
when you had your first kiss chuuya felt like a teenager all over again. you know the type of puppy love that gets your palms all sweaty and heart racing? that's exactly how he felt – it was almost like he was gonna explode.
he's not very good at expressing his feelings, so he compensates by spoiling you. anything you want you'll be having in less than two seconds; he'll be on the spot to serve you. chuuya is the type of guy to take you on fancy dates, give you all kinds of gifts and shower you with love.
when one of you are out on a mission for too long, he feels like his heart is gonna break from spending too much time away from you. expect constant messages, calls, and lots of “i miss you’s” and “i love you’s” from him.
when you're reunited he'll definitely not let you go for a few days; there's no one in this world chuuya loves more than you, and he makes sure you know this every single day of your life. <3
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idiots...... i hate them
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r26yz · 1 year
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another failed ending
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twinksintrees · 2 months
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thinking about chuuya seeing dazai at the ada
and he’s fucking thriving
and he should be happy for him. he should be happy he’s in a better place now. and a part of him is, of course, but more of him is hurt.
hurt that he’s not with chuuya anymore.
hurt that he’s thriving, and chuuya isn’t in the picture.
hurt that he gets to go off and leave him and there are no repercussions. he gets to be happy, he gets to be healthy, he gets to do all the things he never could in the port mafia.
he gets to feel human.
and chuuya is stuck. watching from the sidelines, like he always is.
he watched as dazai destroyed himself in the port mafia. he watched as he destroyed akutagawa. he watched as he wasted away in a cold dark shipping container, alone, for two years. he watched as he left, was abandoned yet again. and now he watches as he lives, truly lives, his life to his fullest extent.
he hates himself for feeling this way. he should be happy. he should be glad, proud, over the moon, feel something other than this sickening twist of envy in his stomach.
he opens a bottle of wine when he gets home. he was never taught how to handle his emotions, and the alcohol hadn’t steered him wrong yet.
god what he would give to feel normal. to feel normal, real, human emotions.
instead all he has is anger, and guilt, and jealousy, swirling in his gut.
hopefully the wine will wash it all away
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anytime atsushi gets excited his tail pops out and wags but no one tells him becuz they think its funny to see atsushi try and pretend he's not excited and act nonchalant
atsushi is genuinely surprised and confused how everyone always knows what he wants or wants to do
dazai, kunikida, and atsushi coming back from a mission
kunikida, noticing atsushi looking at an ice cream stall: atsushi do u want ice cream
atsushi: oh i dont care either way! if u and dazai san want to then...
dazai: i dont re-
kunikida and dazai staring at atsushi's wagging tail:
dazai: ooh~ kunikida-kun~ how kind~ to offer us ice cream~
kunikida: as if bastard! i'll buy it for atsushi but ur a grown ass man
dazai: if only i had a tail :(
atsushi: what
dazai: what
atsushi:
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like that
yosano: how did u choose a gift for atsushi? theres so many things i could get... since he's not used to owning much
ranpo: my genius deductive skills obviously
yosano:
ranpo: okay fine i chose like 10 and mentioned them to him subtly and bought the one he wagged his tail for the most
yosano:
yosano: oh shit u are a genius
ranpo: why r u acting surprised
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atsushi: cant believe i have to work with you again,,, why do we always have to see each other ugh
akutagawa, staring (like wan staring) at atsushi's wagging tail:
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bet atsushi never takes time off becuz idk he doesn't think he can - like he knows he can but he also doesn't think he can
that doesn't make sense but i hope u get it
anyway he never requests time off - he's only not there if he's sick (and was bullied into resting) or something like he personally never puts in the request
if there's some festival or event or anything that anyone thinks atsushi would want to go and would go if not for work they let the boss man know
fukuzawa: atsushi, you haven't taken much time off, but it's good to take a break now and then. if you want, you can have monday and tuesday off. (which weirdly is the exact time that that one event u wanted to go to is on but obviously thats just a coincidence)
atsushi, tail wagging: oh that's alright
fukuzawa: i insist.
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what else hmmmmmmmm
kyouka: atsushi, do you want me to make that dish again? you liked it right?
atsushi: oh i did! but you dont have to if you dont want to! i mean if you do you totally can
kyouka, staring at his tail: i'll make it
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junichiro, after coming back from a longer mission:
atsushi: heyyy we didn't see each other all day!
junichiro, trying not to show how touched he is becuz atsushi's tail is wagging, showing how happy he is:
and so on
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Im SICK of these homosexual allegations 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬
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notthekingofthesheep · 2 months
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Do you feel ashamed to be gay no cuz its a good thing to be gay I mean It's okay to feel attracted to the mackerel
I wouldn't be ashamed to be gay, I just don't think I am. I'm not attracted to that guy either. It'd be weird to like him
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frost-eyed-autumn · 3 days
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Chuuya is not smart and will never be smart keep seething and coping 👍🏼
Damn guys I can't believe I finally got a visit from the Dazai Anon 😭I always knew this day would come but not this soon!
Hey Dazai Anon, its good to finally meet you. When's the delivery date? You look like you're about to POP. You should really take that thing to a hospital pronto and get it looked at.
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Don't forget to enroll them in early education! Between you and idiot Chuuya, they're definitely gonna need it!
@sabh0 @dazai-anon-archive-taketwo
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GO FETCH *throws these at you before running into upcoming traffic*
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vinyldiskk · 1 year
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Forget about all my other aus tbh. To appease my own hyperfixated mind, I made a swap au with no demand whatsoever. Welcome to my Soukoku <--> Suegiku au! A quick rundown on everyone below.
CHUUYA: After the incident following Verlaine and Rimbaud taking young Chuuya out of the labs, the path changes when he's given to the government as planned. Raised to be the most ideal weapon an ability user can be, he's perfectly loyal, perfectly powerful and perfectly emotionally stunted, as a tool should be. Akin to a little victorian boy in how little he knows about the world.
DAZAI: Previously involved with criminals, he accepted a deal to change sides in order to be a powerful tool for the government after being caught at an young age. Why? Mostly out of curiosity. His previous life didn't give him what he wanted, so maybe this one would. A bad choice from a teenager as now he can't leave no matter how much he may (deep down) want, so he's quite jaded. He has no care whatsoever for the people he's protecting, buut he's really good at lying.
JOUNO: The ‘pale harbinger’ of the port mafia, the youngest Executive in its history. He deals with people that could come up as… complications in the mafia’s day to day operations. Surprisingly sweet to his subordinates, though how much affection is genuine and how much is manipulation is a grey area. A constant thorn in Mori’s side, but a needed one that makes the PM stable. The brains in double black on the times they work together.
TECCHOU: An executive of the port mafia, but it would be more adequate to call him it’s dog. He specializes in assassination, but he also deals with protecting the trade routes for the other major port mafia businesses. A very aloof figure to even his subordinates, of which he doesn’t have many as he’s a one man army and prefers to work that way. The overwhelming might of double black when they work together. He delivers justice how he sees fit, working with the mafia under the genuine believe they do what's right.
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tamashiarts · 9 months
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Crying Dazai is my fav thing to draw
I love seeing him all miserable and vulnerable :3
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d3monprodigy · 2 months
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you wouldn’t get it.
AH get that thing away from me!
Also is that your leg Chuuya??
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