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oh-ranpo · 2 years
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port mafia headcanon
so, this is purely self-indulgent and I was just thinking today...
being part of the port mafia but being one of the more... vibrant members.
most of the members are all serious and dress in blacks and grayscale colors.
and sure, you know how to be serious and dress appropriately for the job at hand however.
you like to have fun!
the main source of fun being you wanted to start some ‘bonding’ events.
it sounds silly for a mafia group of course, but you have your reasons.
you like to dance and you like throwing parties.
and you think that the port mafia could really benefit from having a night here and there where they can let their hair down, so to speak.
so, you throw a party and invite everyone in the organization, including mori.
it’s a little stress-inducing because if he hates it, you’ll never be allowed to do anything like it again.
and probably face unspeakable ridicule as well.
but as the music plays on that first night, it’s evident that elise loves it and if elise loves it, you know you have the in.
mori is happy if elise is happy.
and so, the events start to become a more regular thing.
you would rent out an entire night club, send out invites, and then play a variety of dance and pop music throughout the night.
you’d dance with anyone who would dance with you and sometimes even drag the more unwilling onto the dancefloor as well.
akutagawa is your favorite target.
he fights you on it every time, but you do make a point to get him out there for at least one song.
he stands stiff as a board the entire time and wears the biggest scowl but it’s enough for you.
elise comes out onto the dancefloor with you and you twirl her around to all the songs, bright smiles on both of your faces.
mori watches on happily from the sidelines as everyone else enjoys themselves because the boss is having a good time so why shouldn’t they?
chuuya often watches from the chair next to the boss, his hat resting low on his head as he rests his arm against the table with his head in his hands with a fond smile on his face.
(maybe just maybe these little events cause him to fall for you just a smidge idk)
he doesn’t dance and won’t allow you to even try like akutagawa does, but he makes it a point to tell you how impressed he is with your efforts.
for a little bit, on those nights, everyone can forget the pressing weight of their organizational responsibilities and can just be... normal.
there was even one night where dazai catches wind of the event and shows up uninvited.
the spectacle makes his jaw drop.
“what in the world is going on over here? have you guys gone soft?” he teases as he watches you and gin out on the dancefloor dancing to kesha.
“she’s brilliant,” mori would smile as elise cried out happily in agreement. “the mafia has never been this coordinated before. since we started having these events, morale is up across the board”
dazai and chuuya’s eyes would meet and chuuya would give a subtle nod in your direction as a smile of his own appeared.
“she’s a genius. even smarter than you, dazai.”
the brunette would scoff, but as his eyes turned back to your dancing form, he can’t help but feel a little jealous.
if you had been around when he was part of the port mafia, maybe he wouldn’t have left. 
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pm game night - fuck marry kill edition
tachihara: okay!! chuuya-san, fuck marry kill, akutagawa, dazai, kunikida
chuuya: marry akutagawa
akutagawa: ew
chuuya: fuck kunikida
akutagawa: ew
chuuya: kill dazai
tachihara: fair enough
higuchi: what about u tachihara, fuck marry kill - akutagawa-senpai, weretiger, gin-san
tachihara: hmm marry gi-
akutagawa: RASHOMON
gin:
higuchi:
kajii: okkayyy higuchi!! fuck marry kill - lemon bombs, me, akutagawa
chuuya: you're playing it wrong! u cant say lemon bombs
kouyou: honestly, how crude...
chuuya: i'll go. fuck marry kill, akutagawa: the weretiger, higuchi, tachihara
higuchi, blushing: oh-
akutagawa: weretiger, weretiger, weretiger
higuchi:
gin:
chuuya: ...that can't be healthy
kouyou, scoffing: fuck marry kill, dazai, tachihara, ranpo
chuuya: fuck dazai, kill dazai, marry da- oh
kouyou: exactly
higuchi: wait ! chuuya-san fuck marry kill, kunikida, ranpo, tachihara
chuuya: hmm
chuuya: fuck kunikida, marry kunikida, kill dazai
higuchi:
kajii: wait i get it now! akutagawa! fuck marry kill-
akutagawa: weretiger, weretiger, weretiger
kajii: i didn't even finish
tachihara, finally waking up covered in blood: am i dead
gin, writing to tachihara: fuck marry kill, weretiger, higuchi, tanizaki
tachihara: hmm fuck wereti-
akutagawa: RASHOMON
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cheshire-writer · 6 months
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The Problem: Mori wants Dazai as his successor. The mafia wants Chuuya as Mori's successor. Dazai doesn't want it. Cannibalism stageplay revealed that Chuuya doesn't want it either.
The solution: They deal with is skk style. They flip coins, draw straws, battle it out at the arcade. Loser has to lead the PM for a week. Winner gets time off. A week later, rinse and repeat.
Yes, they cheat. Yes, they know the other is cheating. No, it doesn't stop them from trying to out-cheat the other. No, they don't miss a beat picking up right where the other left the work, no matter the codewords, operations, secrets, etc involved that they should technically be clueless about. No, they don't think that's strange. Yes, everyone else is screaming into their pillows.
(Bonus: Dazai spends his ill-gotten time off at the agency, working for the government for a given definition of Dazai-working at a job that pays less than 0.01% of the PM boss salary. He does it to be annoying (and also for mental health reasons).
Chuuya spends his ill-gotten time off attending classy wine-tasting events, writing poetry, and being lead singer for a rock band. He's got a healthy life work balance for the first time in his life.)
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luvfy0dor · 7 months
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Hi there! First of all I wanna say that I like your writing very much and that you're doing a good job! Thanks you for your hard work!
My requets/scenario is something about the reader (GN or fem.) who is sick/ feverish and due to that dehydrated and refused to take her meds. So the BSD boys (already fed up with your whining about feeling sick and annoyed and they just want to help you feel better blahblahblah...) take the pills and water into their owb mouth and kisstge reader to maje them take their pills. And maybe romantic feelings are already in the air yet no one had the balls to say something yet? And afterwards saying something like "Swallow" or "Come on, be good" to make th reader swallow?
If possible with Chuuya, PM Dazai ( i don't think one can piss ADA Dazai off SO much he'd act like this XD) and with someone else you could think of or like to write for.
Thank youuuu!
"C'mon, be good..." BSD x GN!Reader
╰┈➤ PM!Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor ༉‧₊˚✧
Description; PM/Beast!Dazai, Chuuya, and Fyodor with sick reader who just absolutely refuses to take meds.
Warnings; Maybe ooc in Dazais part? I've only read vol.1 of beast : (, cursing
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A/N; I started writing this yesterday morning and I just got sick today (update it was just allergies it went away after a couple hours) what a coincidence!? Also tyssm for the compliment!! Ahh it means the world to me when y'all like my stuff!! ♡
Chuuya Nakahara ੈ✩‧₊˚
Chuuya is a busy man, and when you refuse to take your pills, you're only wasting the time that he sets aside for you by being difficult. He's gonna take care of you, and you're gonna like it too. (Who wouldn't?)
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"C'mon, I'm not gonna sit here and listen to your whining. It's just a pill, put it in your mouth and swallow it!" Chuuya exasperatedly says, flailing his arms as he talks. The bottle of pills makes a rattling sound in his hands as they move around. You just scoff, keeping your arms crossed in front of your chest.
"Maybe, but it feels so weird going down my throat and I don't like it!" You say, your voice groggy and your nose sniffly from your cold. Your eyes were half lidded as you frowned at Chuuya. "Oh, and you like being sniffly 'nd having a headache?" He says with a roll of the eyes, putting his hands on his hips.
You thought for a moment. No, ofcourse you didn't like this feeling, but you also really didn't like taking pills. Chuuya had even tried offering the liquid medicine, but you didn't want that either because the kind he had for you tasted bad. You slumped back into the couch you were sitting on, huddling the blanket up to your chest.
You sigh before shaking your head. "No, I don't." Chuuya nods. "So take the pills, here." He hands you water and the pills themselves. You stared them down for a moment. They looked utterly massive in your palm and you could already feel the fish oil-y substance sliding down your throat. You gagged, bringing your hand up to your mouth. You groan.
"For God's sake, are ya gonna take it or not?" He mumbles. "You know I don't wanna sit here and waste time arguing with your stupid ass." He says, pinching the bridge of his nose. You smiled, knowing he really didn't mean it. "Oh, or what? What if I don't take it?" Chuuya props his head up on his fist while glaring at you.
"Or else I'm gonna shove it down your throat and make you swallow it." He sighs, hearing you snicker a little. "Great wording, Chuuya. Well then, hurry up, I'm waiting." You raise your eyebrows playfully. He rubs his face with his hands exasperatedly. "You know I'm not being serious." He murmurs.
"Aw, why not?" You tilt your head teasingly. "Why do you want me to?" You averted your eyes, not having an answer. You shrugged.
"Dunno, it's just...a very you thing to do, so I'm just wondering what discouraged you." He sits up.
"Well, because you're my..." He thinks for a moment. "Really close friend, and I care about you 'nd stuff..." He says, very faintly blushing while averting his eyes. Had you not been around Chuuya so much, it would have gone completely unnoticed, but unfortunately for him, you had seen. And boy, were you gonna let him know.
"Aww, so you DO care! And here I thought you were just....angry." You tease. He scoffs. "C'mon, you're the very first to know that my temper isn't my only personality trait." He gets up from his seat, grabbing the pill and holding it up to your lips with one hand, water in the other. "Take it. Now." He says, looking into your eyes as he's bent down to your level while you lean back into the couch cushions.
"Chuuya, I told you I don't want to." He pushes the pill against your lips some more. "You clearly do, all day you've bitched and moaned about your headache, your temperature, your runny nose, and your sore throat. I'm done hearin' about it!" He glares at you. "C'mon and just take it, it'll be over before you know it."
You shake your head and turn it away from Chuuya, bringing the blanket up to guard your lips. He sighs, so fed up. You watch Chuuya take the pill into his own mouth, filling it with water before he roughly grabs your face and smashes his lips against yours. You're shocked, both by Chuuyas bold action, but also by the feeling of the pill in your mouth, slowly snaking down your throat as he pulls away.
"Ya swallowed it, right?" His face is a little softer now, but still seeming a little agitated. You nod. "Open up 'nd show me." You hesitate for a minute before opening your mouth. He inspects for a second before nodding. "Alright...Jesus, that was so hard for no reason." He runs his fingers through his hair, fanning himself with his hat. "It's so hot in here too...s'not just me, right? Why're you being so quiet?" He says, looking over at you as he pants a bit, his heart beating loudly in his chest. You just stare at him, a bit awestruck.
"Chuuya." Your fingers go up to softly brush over your lips. "You..just kissed me. What do you mean 'why're you so quiet'?" You say with a soft laugh, mocking his voice at the end of your sentence. His eyes widen, as if he were completely unaware of his actions. Instead of blushing or trying to excuse himself, all he did was shrug. "Well, I mean I know you're in love with me, it's real easy to see." He says, a grin creeping onto his face, making you blush.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever.." you laugh. Chuuya seemed pensive for a second, examining you while standing on the other side of the small room.
PM/Beast!Dazai Osamu ੈ✩‧₊˚
PM!Dazai is absolutely going to get this pill into your system, even if he has to shove it up your ass. Brotha is determined, and he's not gonna give up, so kissing you to get it down your throat was absolutely not off the table. As a matter of fact, it was probably one of his first choices...
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You hoist yourself up onto Dazais desk, shifting around and making yourself comfortable. The soft glow of the lamp illuminating the room, allowing you to observe smaller details, such as the marbled pattern in the floor tiles. After a few seconds, you hear the door open, the sound echoing in the relatively open space.
The fabric of your best friends black coat swayed behind him while he walked. You watched him approach the desk, a faint smile on his face. "Here, I brought you meds and water." He says, setting the pill bottles down on the hard wood surface. He notices the grimace on your face as you pick up the bottle and observe it. "Don't worry, they're the correct ones. I'm not trying to kill you." He says with a playful eyeroll.
You shake your head. "No, you're right, they're correct I just...ew, they're so...big." Dazai watches your facial expressions change intently as you study the pills. He sighs softly. "You'll live, these are prescribed to help people, not kill them. They'll go right down your throat, I promise." He says, sitting in one of his chairs, crossing one leg over the other.
"Well yeah but..." You say, sniffling. "There's nothing smaller...?" Dazai shakes his head. "Nope, that's all we got, so either take it or don't." He shrugs a little. You just give him a small glare. "If you chose not to take them, I don't wanna hear a single complaint from that big mouth you've got." Your friend says, twirling his finger a little as he passive aggressively points at you.
You just sigh and sip on the water her brought you. "Hey, that's supposed to be for taking that medicine." He says, his furrowed eyebrows really displaying his expression of annoyance. You continue sipping on the water until it's gone and completely empty. You can almost see steam coming out of his ears after that. He quickly gets up, walking over to the desk, and snatching the glass from the surface, angrily marching out.
You knew he'd be back, he has never angrily marched away from you for long. You just assumed he did it for dramatic effect at this point. A couple moments later, the doors swing open and Dazai walks in, his pace a little less aggressive but certainly faster. After closing the door, he walks up to you, shaking the pills out of the bottle until one was in his hands. He put the pill on his tongue before filling his mouth with water and roughly grabbing the back of your head, pulling you in for a kiss.
You were caught FAR off guard. You had an inkling of a feeling that your feelings for your best friend were requited and not one sided as you previously thought, but now you were reassured. You leaned into the kiss, not even caring about the pill that was currently in your mouth. Dazai tilts your head back right before pulling away. "Swallow, got it?" He says firmly, his hand still placed on the back of your head. You nod right before swallowing the pill, suppressing a cough afterwards.
You deeply inhaled and exhaled seemingly desperately, almost gasping for air, considering your relatively sniffly nose. Once you caught your breath, the sound of your voice bouncing off the walls as you speak. "Good going, dumbass, now you're gonna get sick too..." You sniffle some more while blushing at the memory of Dazais action.
He just laughs for a moment, then shrugs. "Well, if I get sick I won't be a brat to you and refuse to take my pills, especially if you so kindly go out of your way to get them for me." You just scoff and roll your eyes. "Oh yeah, so far out of your way, fifty feet down the hallway is an utter journey, I'm sure." You reply back snarkily.
"Oh, it was." He says exaggeratedly. You just laugh a bit under your breath, examining the pill bottle again. "They better be miracle pills and cure you immediately after the struggle I put up to get them down your throat." He says, staring at you. "Well at least I know you care 'bout my safety." You give him a small smile, to which he reciprocates.
Fyodor Dostoevsky ੈ✩‧₊˚
Fyodor has so kindly offered to take care of you in your vulnerable moment of need, and he hoped you would be appreciative of that, but your unwillingness to take your pills does not really reassure his hope.
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Sniffles. Sniffles were all the filled the room the two of you sat in, you curled up in a blanket and Fyodor reading a book on a couch on the other side of the room. Most of the time, he had kept his distance from you because of your insistence on keeping him in good health. "Ugh, this is so annoying." You whined, rolling around in your blanket, your body language displaying just how fed up with this whole cold you were. You can hear a sigh from Fyodor, as will as the sound of his book closing.
"Well, y/n, I offered you pills and you have continuously refused to take them." He says, his face blank as he crosses his legs and rests his book on his lap. You just let out a soft whine. "Well yeah but....those pills are nasty, they're so big, I'll throw up before I can even try to feel better." You mumble, exasperatedly rubbing your face, pulling a bit at your skin. You can feel Fyodor staring at you from afar.
"Then I suppose you're not going to feel better as quickly as you potentially could." He replies, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear and re-opening his book. "Well yeah, but like...well, in my defense you weren't very forceful about it." You say, trying to justify your actions. His attention turns back to you again.
"Oh, did you want me to be? I figured I wouldn't be forceful or push it onto you because you're very close to me." He says, almost as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Your heart couldn't help but flutter the tiniest but, a small smile coming over your face. "Well, I'm definitely gonna be more likely to take them if you're a little more insistent." You mumble a bit, to which he sighs, setting his book down once more and grabbing the pill bottle. He makes his way back over to you, holding the pill up to your mouth.
"Go on." He says, waiting for you to take the pill into your mouth, but you just grimace at it. "Okay, maybe I'm just not gonna take them.." you say, gagging at the idea. Fyodor just shakes his head. "You have to. As much as I don't want to force you to, I want you to feel better and stop complaining." He says softly. His face matches his words, not a single sharp edge or expression to either. He was gentle. You groan at the pill some more, earning yet another sigh from him.
"Okay." He shakes his head before placing the pill on his tongue and taking some of the water into his mouth. "Hey, what're you-" you're cut off by Fyodor softly pulling you into a kiss, passing the water and pill from his mouth to yours. After it's completely in your mouth, he pulls away but tilts your head back by guiding your chin upwards with his pointer finger. "Swallow." He mutters, watching your flustered facial expressions. You swallow the pill and water with a 'gulp' and stutter over your words a bit before you can get them completely out.
"That was really your method of choice?" You mutter, hiding your blushing face with your the back of your hand. He raises an eyebrow. "Is that not what you wanted me to do?" You rapidly shake your head. "No, no! I just...I don't even know, thank you...for helping me take my pills..and kissing me, 'nd stuff..." You mumble, a bit embarrassed but so giddy at the same time. He just smiles a bit and rubs your back gently.
"You're welcome. You're an open book for the most part, y/n. Very easy to read." He says softly, before reclaiming his seat on the couch. "Now, I don't want to raise my chances of myself getting sick, or else I would sit with you." He says, grabbing his book again. "Yeah, alright...fair." you mutter, still a little excited over the whole thing. You giggle a bit to yourself and he hears it, he can't help but smile ever so slightly in amusement.
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starregulus · 10 days
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hc that Chuuya would trick Dazai into drinking water by giving him two cups of water and telling him one of them is poisoned, knowing that he would just drink them both
(spolier: none of them were poisoned but dazai kept falling for it just in case they were)
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deonsx · 3 months
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Heeey! Thank you for your works !! 🖤🖤 I LOVE THEM I SWEAR. Can you write something with fem reader with ability kitsune x dazai? :D maybe someone else from bsd ? Hope this okay if not just ignore it~ have a good day :3 💅 (ps you’re so so sweet!!!!)
Heya~!! I love your drawing art as much, I hope you don't mind me asking for more dazai!! Love you girlll
If Dazai Have a Kitsune Girlfriend
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Content: Nsfw
Dazai Osamu
• This guy is absolutely in love with your kitsune form and can't stop fantasizing about it. Every time he sees your fox ears and long white tail, he thinks about the fantasies he'll have with you at night
• He is a total contact addict and will definitely benefit from your talent. His hands never leave your tail, Even though you are angry with him, this man enjoys making fun of you
• Your ears and tail are really sensitive and your beloved boyfriend loves to take advantage of this situation, especially if you are not in your normal state during those lustful nights, that is, if you are in kitsune form... ohhh this man will kill you, he will definitely create a greater sexual effect than your normal state by pulling your tail
• Seeing his already adorable Bella as a kitsune means opening the doors of heaven for him
• He constantly compliments you and tries to embarrass you by talking about how much he loves your sensitive ears and how interesting your long snow-white tail is
• He did research about kitsune, bought a lot of books, did a lot of research about the past, tried to learn as much as he could about this beautiful form of yours, every night he was asking you a question, as if you knew more than this brunette, "My love.. can you grant me one wish.. ???" the brunette asked with his sleepy eyes, his hair disheveled, and his head resting on your neck
• You should know that he is saved as "My little fox" on his phone. He always wants to let people know that he is with you, or more accurately, that he has a kitsune girlfriend. He wants others to see and be jealous of this beautiful view as much as he does
• So what was this man's reaction when he first saw you in your kitsune form? He was completely crazy, he couldn't believe his eyes and was in ecstasy. What could he do, poor Osamu, when you were offering him everything that would make him want the woman he wanted even more?
Enjoy!
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fem 15 skk :DD
you'll have to tear this concept from my cold dead hands
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blindblossom · 9 months
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Port Mafia Soukoku but Dazai’s heart hiccups and short-circuits the moment he sees Chuuya doing a full split while working on his laptop (“Why are you looking at me like a mackerel, ha?! I’m exercising and working. It’s called multitasking!”) and realizing that—
Oh.
Chuuya’s kind of hot. And he is gay panicking.
Dazai: You are… flexible.
Chuuya, thinking he’s misheard: Well, yeah? I’m behind with the paperwork and I should be at the gym now.
Dazai: Oh.
Chuuya: Why? Ya have a problem?
Dazai: 🧍
Chuuya:
Dazai, Oh my god he’s really hot what do I do now: …Ew.
Chuuya: WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY EW?!
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lokabrenna-writes · 9 months
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Soukoku headcannons because they have taken over my life
(Remember how I said I don’t write romance? Guess there’s a first time of everything •v•)
Port Mafia
Dazai fell first and harder
They have matching rings they got from the arcade and wore them all the time until they eventually broke. The rings were bound to break eventually considering how many battles they had been through, but they didn’t break during a battle. The duo were arguing about who knows what for the millionth time and the rings just snapped. They looked down at the pieces of plastic that had hit the floor in silence for a few minutes. (“If Chuuya wanted a divorce he could’ve just said so.” “Shut up and go win us new ones.”)
They both have specific items they steal from each other whenever they’re going to be separated for some time (separate missions, hospital stays, etc.). Chuuya will steal Dazai’s black hoodie that has what looks like lightning strike decals on the sides of the sleeves. Dazai will steal Chuuya’s white blanket that has what is supposed to be a slug and a mackerel messily stitched in one of the corners from when Chuuya was first learning how to embroider. They always make sure to return it without the other noticing when they get back from wherever they were so the item will smell like the other when it’s time for the duo to be separated again. Of course, both know the other takes said items, but neither say anything.
They paint each other’s nails every now and then. Black is they’re default color but they’ve also tried various nude/pink shades, blues, reds, and some glitters.
They’ve both attempted eyeliner (liquid and pencil) and failed. Both ended up with the liner all over their eyelids, but that didn’t stop either of them from laughing at the other.
They were each other’s first kiss. It was 2 in the morning and they were watching a movie. Since they can never agree on what to watch, they have a bowl with random numbers in it and whichever number is pulled is what they type in on the tv. Tonight some romance movie had been selected. Neither were particularly interested but they watched anyways (mainly to see whose movie plot prediction was right). Chuuya was growing sleepy towards the end. Sleep never came easy to Dazai so he let his mind wonder why the kiss scene at the end was always made out to be this grand moment. He turned to Chuuya who had laid his head to rest on his shoulder. He tucked his finger under Chuuya’s chin to tilt his head up and connected their lips. It was quick, not nearly as drawn out as the one playing on the screen. Yes, they both liked dramatics but it’s important to not over do it. They both hummed as they broke apart. It was pleasant, but it was not firework worthy as the movies had made it seem. Chuuya rested his head again, this time in the crook of Dazai’s neck rather than the edge of his shoulder before saying “Next time put some chapstick on. Get the strawberry one.”
Dazai finds children to be annoying, but he doesn’t exactly like or dislike them. Chuuya adores children and finds them to be endearing. To Dazai, there is very little in this world that can make him laugh as children falling. He's not necessarily laughing because the child may or may not be hurt, but more so at the face they make when they're processing what happened and then start crying. Chuuya yells at him despite this explanation.
The first and last time they said "I love you" was the night Dazai left. Before placing the bomb under Chuuya's car, Dazai had used his spare key to enter Chuuya's apartment to take his car keys. An extra precaution to ensure Chuuya wasn't caught in the explosion. He was supposed to be in and out, but he couldn't resist checking on Chuuya one last time. He peeked into the bedroom to find Chuuya already fast asleep. He walked over and watched him for a bit, knowing it would be a long time before he would be able to do so again in peace. He reached in his pocket and applied the strawberry chapstick to his lips before leaning down to connect their lips. Chuuya stirred at the contact and even though he cracked his eyes open, it was clear his mind was still very much asleep. Dazai pulled back after a few seconds and placed the chapstick along with his spare apartment key on Chuuya's bedside table. He briefly debated on leave a note before deciding he had already been in the apartment for too long. The last thing he wanted was to make it seem like Chuuya knew of his departure beforehand. "I love you," Dazai said in a quiet voice. It took more in him to actually get the words out then he cares to admit. "I love you so much. Forgive me for what I'm about to do, especially to your car, but this is for the best." These words came out more broken then he intended, but he hopes he got his point across. "I love you too," Chuuya mumbled out, eyes shut and snuggling deeper into his pillow. Dazai would come to cherish the moment the second he stepped out of the apartment. Chuuya does not remember it, but believed those three words to have been merely apart of his dream.
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the-sunflower-room · 5 months
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✧akutagawa with a s/o who doodles on him ✧
akutagawa x fem!reader headcanons
☆note: i am a chronic doodler (art major moment, everybody point and laugh) and i was thinking about how cute it would be if akutagawa had a s/o who loves to doodle on him, so here it is! please enjoy lovelies xoxo
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-for starters, akutagawa is pretty much stoic and cold with 98% of the human population
-he’s just a serious guy with major rbf what can i say
-to the rest of the world, he’s the terrifying mafioso in black who brings death and destruction wherever he goes
-but to his significant other, he’s just her “sweet ryu” as she likes to call him
-in the privacy of their home he sheds his role as the mafia devil and takes on the role of doting boyfriend
-he has such a soft spot for her it’s crazy
-anyways
-she has this little habit of doodling anywhere and everywhere
-on her arms, on napkins, on corners of paper
-she’s always drawing little hearts or stars or characters—you name it
-whatever she’s feeling at the moment
-eventually she gets brave enough to draw a little heart on the back of akutagawa’s hand one day
-he’s just reading on the couch with one hand resting on his thigh and suddenly feels a pen pressing into his skin
-he starts to protest but she’s so focused and content while she’s working on it that he leaves it be and goes back to his book
-she expects him to humor her for a little while and then wipe it off eventually
-she’s pleasantly surprised to find that it’s still there as they’re getting ready for bed that night
-the next day he walks around the port mafia and goes about his very serious business with a little heart on his hand
-she notices how he refuses to wash it off and can’t help how giddy it makes her
-takes it as a sign to do it more often
-it becomes a therapeutic thing for both of them
-they’ll just be sitting on the couch, watching a show together or something, and she’s just mindlessly doodling on his hand or arm
-he tries sooo hard to hide his smile
-will prob turn away and cough into his other hand to cover up the stupid lovesick grin on his face
-totally denies it when she questions him
-he’s a feared member of the port mafia, of course he’s not completely enamored with the silly little drawings she’s lovingly inking onto his skin (yeah ok)
-she knows he loves it
-some days she’s feeling more ambitious and colors in some of her doodles with markers or colored pens
-“it’s like i’m giving you little tattoos! they totally make you look more badass” (she says as she draws a snake with a cowboy hat on his wrist)
-he secretly adores seeing all of the creative designs she comes up with
-when he walks around with the doodles on his skin it’s like he’s carrying a little piece of her with him
-if anyone in the pm catches a glimpse of his hands and dares to say something about the colorful ink, he immediately snaps at them
-“why don’t you mind your business and stop wasting air with stupid questions, you pathetic imbecile”
-this man is so whipped and protective ok
-like he hates pretty much everyone but her
-will defend his s/o till the day he dies and do anything to make her happy
-and i mean anything
-even if that means having a poorly draw cat peeking out from under his sleeve during a Very Important Meeting with mori :)
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sanest-bsd-delegate · 10 months
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Types of Affections
Them and how they show each type of Affection. Ft Dazai, Ranpo, Atsushi, Chuuya and Akutagawa
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ARMED DETECTIVE AGENCY
PORT MAFIA
MASTERLIST
HEADCANONS
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words of affirmation
✧Dazai would whisper the sweetest things to you before you sleep asleep in his arms, snuggling on his chest as you both hug each other in the middle of the night. He personally would compliment you every time you met, his loversick eyes never leaving yours as you both hold hands.
✧Ranpo, is a type of a person who makes the whole world know he loves you. Everyone deserves to know how the great detective loves his S/O. He would shout how he cannot live without Y/N's presence and how much you care about him.
✧Atsushi, despite being the shy guy of this, makes sure you hear how much he respects you, loves you and that he was happy to finally have someone who accepted his flaws. Your words always made him calm, and he hoped his words did that too.
✧Chuuya would make sure you are heard how much he loves you, as he would say 'I love you so much Y/N' every time you return from the mission. He may have difficulty putting right choice of words, but once he is drunk he makes sure you hear everything he has for you. He love you damn so much Y/N.
✧Akutagawa, is not the one to be one with words, but he makes sure you are okay after any mission you do, his body despite trying to hide his concern for you, his eyes showed you how much he worries for you, and once in a while he would slip up how much he is happy to have you.
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acts of service
✧Dazai, despite being termed as one of the most laziest people by most people, he would buy you a cup of coffee/tea every time you enter your office. You would reach your worktable and see a cup of coffee/tea, just for you by yours truly Dazai. Despite his disappearance, his gestures warm your heart.
✧Ranpo, willingly saves a packet of gummy bears for you, knowing how you love them and the smile you give when you get the packet makes him happy, the site of seeing you smile always warms his heart and he makes sure he is there for you to never let the smile of yours down.
✧Atsushi would be a kind of a person, who would make sure you never loss your things. He would fold your thrown clothes at the corner, knowing how tired you must have been after the mission and as your lover he made sure you deserved the rest you wait for all day long. He doesnt mind washing dishes or cleaning the apartment, as long as you are healthy and happy.
✧Chuuya would insist to make you both lunch when you both are alone back at your apartment. He also willingly helps you clean up the high up areas in your apartment (his ability helps a lot). Of course, that always ends up with you both cuddling and sleeping on the couch.
✧Akutagawa is a person of action, as his normal service would be making sure all your injuries are healed. He doesnt mind doing the grocery shopping for your apartment, seeing how tired you are. He cant cook, he cant clean but he can make sure the stocks are up at the house.
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receiving gifts
✧Dazai loves to buy you flowers. He says they remind him of you, how those flowers get reborn into a better version of themselves, every time someone takes them down only to get them become the best. You often laugh at his explanation, but its heart warming.
✧Ranpo loves to buy you food, despite his carving for snacks, if your eyes lay on anything he is willing to buy it for you. He likes to buy you ice-cream every time you both go on walks outside.
✧Atsushi likes to write letters to you, maybe even small notes here and there, telling you how much you mean.
✧Chuuya like ranpo, would buy anything your eyes lay upon. He personally likes to gift you bracelets, or any of the jewellery he thinks suite you. He would be the person who buys you perfumes too.
✧Akutagawa unlike others, don't try to gift you anything. But in rare or special occasions he once in while would buy you a cup or coffee or tickets to show you wanted to see but neither of you had time too. (he makes time for you)
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quality time
✧Dazai spends his quality time with you usually on you bed as you both snuggle close to each other, stealing kisses and sleeping.
✧Ranpo spends his quality time almost everywhere. He is like a lost puppy, who always follows you behind. But his all time favourite is when both of you walk hand in hand towards your apartment.
✧Atsushi and you spend your time taking scrolls in park, holding hands and laughing on smallest topics you both can think. He loves talking to you and listening to your voice.
✧Chuuya often would take you out on frequent dates, from fancy dinning restaurants to grass fields stargazing at night.
✧Akutagawa and you spend your time together in silence, just your presence enough for him to feel safe. Maybe both of you go grocery shopping together, debating if 2+1 was a necessary offer to take. Who says quality time is just dating them?
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physical touch. 
✧Dazai loves the way you both have physically long time hugs, the perfect fit to a puzzle. He loves to give you forehead kisses and would give you side hugs whenever he passes by you, saying how grateful he was to be blessed by your presence.
✧Ranpo would be spooning you round, his arms wrapped around you as you both would sit on your bed as you would give him nose kisses only for him to kiss your lips and comment how it tasted like strawberries.
✧Atsushi would blush if you ever kiss him, but he gets brave and once in a while give small kisses on checks, while you hold hands walking in public.
✧Chuuya would be the one, giving you full kisses on lips whenever he sees you. Both of you love it when you both are in physical contact, your hand on his, skin on skin and nothing could come between your worlds. Hug, kiss, sleep you name it, we all it all from this man,
✧Akutagawa would make sure you are always close to him, as you both would stand whereever the situation is. He would pull the sleeves of your dress indicating for you to stand a little closer to him to which you would smile at yourself and hold his hands.
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was this long for all you under 8ft shawrties?
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lotomber · 5 months
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Generally people assume I am a cold, unreachable person probably because of my high standards and resting bitch face. Can I request Aku, Chuuya, Jouno and Tetchou headcanons with a fem reader who is someone like this. They see her and it was love at first side however getting her attention is not quite easy.
Sassy!
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Includes: Chuuya, Akutagawa, Jouno, Tetchō x Fem! reader Warnings: none!
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Chuuya ❣
Oh Girl! The moment he saw you he couldn't take his eyes off of you.
He just loved your sassy personality!
If he saw you in bar, then he would offer to buy you a drink.
Even if you decline his offer he won't hesitate to try make small talk with you.
My boy is literally full of confidence so even if you shot him down once or twice he just won't give up.
He would just openly compliment or flirt with you and he won't even mind to flex his wealth in front of you.
But he would always make sure to respect your boundaries cause he's a real gentleman.
It's like an instant challenge to him to try and make you fall in love with him and he won't lose it.
After he got to know you more he realized that you were not as unapproachable as you looked and it just made him love you more!
Akutagawa ❣
He isn't the type to directly come and strike a conversation but with you he would try to make an effort.
He isn't real good at small talk so he would try gifting small things like flowers, chocolates, books or anything you like to show his admiration.
Aku himself most times comes off as a cold person but he doesn't mind it instead he finds himself smiling more in your presence.
He won't hesitate to tell you how beautiful you are or how much he likes you.
He would also make sure that he won't do anything that could make you feel uncomfortable around him.
Jouno ❣
He is a very perceptive person so he could tell that you were not as cold as look.
He try to make small talks with you in hopes of knowing more about you.
Instead of directly flirting with you he would first try to make you open up to him by befriending you.
He would like to take his time exploring about you, your likes, dislikes, hobbies.
He isn't bothered by your harsh turn downs to him instead he likes like chase.
Afterall it's more fun and interesting to him trying to make an impression on you.
Tetchō ❣
He is not embarrassed in openly confessing to you as he is a straightforward person.
Just like Aku he would try to gift you small things like bouquets, he would even try to make meals for you (just don't eat them)
He is real cinnamon roll, sometimes he doesn't really know how to read the room so he might come off as a bit persistent.
But he would always approach you with sincerity and genuine feelings.
Like jouno he isn't bothered by your rejection but he will keep trying until he could gain your attention.
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A/N- Sorry if it came off as a bit ooc actually it's my first time writing for jouno and techo but if you like it then do tell me!
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wine-sluts · 5 months
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I'm so in love with the 'Dazai can play the violin' headcanon, because it's such a beautiful instrument. However it takes so much patience to learn, I can only imagine.
The Demon Prodigy, standing in the middle of his shipping container, playing the violin. The acoustics of the container carry out throughout the yard, throughout the toxic atmosphere of the illegal dumping ground. To anybody nearby, the sound of the violin coming from the abandoned yard, Dazai's abode, would be eerie. But Dazai thinks it sounds beautiful.
It's something he can create that is beautiful without being destructive.
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doublesuicide19 · 7 months
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HC SKK #3
Dazai: Breathe if you like me. 
Chuuya:
Dazai:
Chuuya:
Dazai: You’re turning blue
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nixnephili · 10 months
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Thank you to all in the Discord server for the Happy birthday wishes and the fan-art ♡
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-Nix🌙
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 ~°•*'▪︎
Fem!Cosplayer!Reader x Pm!Dazai Osamu
- I live with random inspirational drabbles that won't take me nowhere.
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Your cosplay is perfect.
The tie is tied tightly, the black coat on your shoulders secure, the bandages around your arms are tighten not to unravel, the ones in your neck loose not to hurt but at the same time secure not to collapse with every breath you take. The one in your face itches way less than you thought.
You are ready.
Near your home, in a little park very pretty and kept clean, your group of friends organises every saturday a "themed party", in which any cosplayer can join to have fun with others, make new friends with the same interests and generally spend a good time socialising. Today is one of those days, and you choose to cosplay someone you never did before; Dazai Osamu in his port mafia era.
Last time you went you cosplayed Tsukasa Yugi, and you want to make an easier cosplay this time (and also because you are madly in love with the former executive).
As expected, when you put feet there, you find other cosplayers with the same character as yours; some cosplaying Dazai from his present days, others mafia and one you met also had a red scarf around his neck, bandages on the other side of his face, which means Beast.
As you reach for your friend, the cosplay of one of the genshin impact characters sticking out, so colorful that it seems to just attract your gaze onto him, your feet reach the spot as a big smile frame your face.
"Oh, Yn! How are you doing? I'm glad you could come" he smiles politely as he takes a bite of the sandwich between his hands "Did you eat anything?" He asks then, before you could have any chance of answering.
"No, I will go now. Just wanted to stop by, you having fun?" You raise an eyebrow as you hit your friend on the elbow "You managed to cosplay who you wanted at the end? You won't bother me anymore now right?" His gaze totally tells you otherwise.
"...I'll just go eat something" your defeated toned makes him laugh as he begs you from behind your shoulders to forgive him.
As your hand grabs a sweet from the table, a hand tap your shoulder softly, almost not wanting to startle you. The touch makes you raise both eyebrow in curiosity as your head turns around to look.
First impression; a teen, just like you.
Second notice; bandages. Okay, must be cosplaying Dazai.
The teen is slender, very very thin, long fingers took behind their coat as their gaze flies sceptically on your form, brown, lifeless pupils engulfing you whole, as if they can grabs your cosplay and tear it apart; not to get you exposed and naked for some men impulses, just to want you out that outfit.
If this is a Dazai cosplay, it really is very authentic. You smirk "Woah, careful. Your cosplay is so real I could've mistaken you for the real Dazai Osamu there." you joke, keeping the sweet between your fingers, having the intention to wait for them to go away so that you can eat in peace.
Your words seems to make them beam, a sparkle that doesn't really come from their sincere soul appearing in their eyes. "Oh."
Simple.
Unimpressed.
Hollow.
Oh.
You blink at the unenthusiastic teen as they blinks and glances around in unease. Your limb flinch from the impulse to drag them out the party, since they don't seem to want to be here. If they didn't want to come, why did they bother so much to cosplay neatly?
"Do you.. want me to bring you out of here?" You doubtfully speak out, your hand placing on top of their shoulder, rough fabric rubbing under your fingers as you gently firm your grip.
Their head snaps towards you, a new light adorning their features before quickly dissipating itself as if it never existed. Their gaze is so empty, you can swear if Dazai Osamu ever were real, these eyes would be his.
After realising you asked them something, they carefully nods their head.
You stop with them in a more silent spot, maybe safer, before sitting down on the sidewalk, hearing their shuffling steps behind you before the figure appears, dragging itself down to sit on the spot next to yours.
"Are you okay?" You ask, tilting your head to the side.
This is not a good way to start a conversation, that's what your mind tells you.
"Yes, I am. I was bored. I heard a lot of music and laugher and happen to be curious" they answer, voice shallow, like a broken record playing itself in loop.
Your glance back at them "...so this is not a cosplay?" They blinks.
This time their vacant eyes rest on yours, so full of emotions, so different. "...yes, yes it is supposed to be." They don't seem too sincere, and now you don't really know what to think.
"...I mean, some bungo stray dogs outfits, if not all of them, can be used for the everyday living so I mean I get you if you casually decided to use them not to cosplay but in general. You just are one of the most proper cosplay of Dazai Osamu that I have ever seen. Way better than mine, my feminine face doesn't fit his features at all, I don't really have such a sharp jawline. Not that he has it that sharp but—" you stop yourself from talking, realising you are speaking with a stranger and not all of them are glad to hear you go too much talkative.
Their head turns to look at you after a few seconds, blinking eyes of a deer caught in the light as they tilt their head to the side with a frown "Why did you stop?" Such a simple question worked to ease the nerves on your stomach, even if it isn't strong enough to silence the voices in your head.
"Sometimes I tend to go overboard with talking, so I stop."
"Such a foolish thing to say. If we have a voice, better use it to the fullest, right?" They don't sound like they believes their own words.
This kid is giving you so much mixed signals it's making your head spin.
"...yeah. You are right" you softly smile as you glance back at the street, empty and free from any car passing. No one really take streets from this direction since there's nothing interesting in the zone where you live. It's not impossible but rare for cars to come this way.
They seem to be intentioned into asking you something, opening their mouth and closing it a couple of times before permanently keeping it shut, stuffing their chin on top of the knees, eyes dropping closed.
They look so tired.
You take a breath, imitating the position, one brown eye following your movement soundlessly. "...this feels peaceful" you mutter, a gentle smile grazing your lips. You don't drag your gaze towards theirs, who closed their eye after you stopped moving.
A phone start vibrating.
Once, twice, a grumble comes from the teen next to you they take out the device, placing it next to the ear; "Yes, boss?"
Boss?
Helplessly staring at the ground, the brunette often hums in understanding. "Got it. See you later. Byeee" shutting down the call they sighs dramatically, a note of their childish antics being shown for a fraction of second, before standing up looking like someone else rudely took them from their shoulders, forcing the motion.
"Looks like you gotta go" you smile, getting up as well as they turn their back to you. They don't talk. They don't even look at you. You just stands there, watching as their back disappears from the reach.
Realising they -or better he at this point- isn't a cosplayer will take you all the day, just as you are in your bed, stuffed between matress and blankets, you blink your eyes staring at the wall. The way your veins freeze, your breaths becoming uneven.
You hope with your whole being to never ever see him again.
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