#skk fic

[chrxnicdaydream]

Domestic skk where Dazai gets home later than usual from the agency. It’s not uncommon for him to arrive home after Chuuya when he was working a case, but it definitely wasn’t the norm.

As Dazai slipped off his shoes and coat, he listened for any sounds that may indicate where Chuuya was.

Even though he was pretty sure he already knew.

He padded towards their bedroom and stopped with his hand on the knob. He pressed his ear to the door, listening for familiar, soft snores, but not hearing any.

He quietly slipped into the room, unsurprised to see that the lamp was still on, but not expecting to see Chuuya’s eyes closed.

The redhead was sitting up against the headboard, arms crossed and eyes closed. There was a poetry book on his lap, still open to where he’d been reading.

Dazai felt that fond smile he could never seem to mask play at his lips, and walked closer.

The light of the lamp cast shadows that accentuated the sharp angles of Chuuya’s face. His brown lashes brushed against his strong cheekbones, and a sun-kissed bronze was spread across his upturned nose.

Chuuya was all sharp edges with an unrefined personality. And that’s just how Dazai liked him.

That crudeness that had so grated on his nerves when they first met. That crassness that couldn’t be dulled by nice clothes or Ane-san’s influence.

Chuuya was unapologetically Chuuya— untamable.

Dazai watched as his partner’s brows pinched, and his bow-shaped lips twitched downward before parting.

“What’re you staring at, shitty Dazai?”

Dazai’s smile widened. “Just wondering how long you’re going to keep feigning sleep,” he hummed as he turned away to change into his pajamas.

“Wasn’t sleeping,” Chuuya grumbled, one eye peeking open as Dazai slipped into bed and curled up next to his leg.

Dazai nuzzled into Chuuya’s toned thigh, releasing a contented hum as Chuuya’s hand started carding through his hair.

He felt the rhythmic shift of Chuuya’s body in time with his breathing, and let himself relax knowing he was safe. Secure. Cared for.

Because Chuuya wasn’t all sharp edges. Deep down, there was a layer of kindness to him. Deep enough that it wasn’t immediately apparent.

Deep because it’s part of the foundation of who Chuuya is.

Dazai considers himself one of the lucky ones, getting to witness this kindness firsthand.

Chuuya always waited up for him, no matter how tired he was, or how long of a day he’d had. Some instinct to make sure every member of his pack was accounted for— probably leftover from the sheep.

My loyal dog.

Dazai hid his smile in the fabric of Chuuya’s pajama pants.

“Oi. I can feel you smirking, bastard.” Chuuya stopped his hand to pull on Dazai’s dark waves.

Dazai whined in protest. “Chuuya’s so mean to me.”

Chuuya scoffed, voice rough with the need for sleep. “Right, so mean that I even made you crab for dinner.” He slid down the headboard to lay on his pillow. This way, he was nose to nose with Dazai— hot, toothpaste-fresh breath fanning Dazai’s face and strawberry-blond curls falling into his face. “How awful.”

Dazai lifted a hand to brush the hair out of Chuuya’s eyes, gently tucking it behind his ear. “How awful,” he agreed. “Makes me want to die.”

Those piercing blue eyes stared back at him. “I’ll be the one to kill you. Shitty Dazai.” Chuuya’s threat was punctuated by a long yawn.

Dazai tutted. “Sleepy Chibi.” He grabbed Chuuya’s hand and started massaging soft circles into his palm. Just the way he knew Chuuya loved.

Sure enough, Chuuya let out a content sigh as the last bit of tension seeped out of his body.

“S’nice,” he mumbled as he started drifting off. Dazai merely hummed.

“Such strong hands that carry so much,” he whispered, bringing Chuuya’s knuckles to his face & pressing his lips against them tenderly. “Let me hold this for you.”

Chuuya’s breath evened out, and soft snores filled the space between them. Night after night, that snoring had been Dazai’s white noise, and he bit his lip to restrain the sudden impulse to pinch his partner’s cheeks in an act of cuteness aggression.

Instead, he snuggled up close to the redhead, burying his face in the crook of Chuuya’s neck.

Dazai reached over and turned off the lamp, feeling his heart swell when Chuuya nuzzled his face into Dazai’s hair. He pressed a kiss to his jugular notch, then let the soothing cadence of Chuuya’s snores lull him to sleep.

#EDIT: i added a couple paragraphs in the middle that somehow got left out sobs #this is actually part 2 but i’m saving Dazai’s part for his birthday #both parts are already on twt but i wanted *something* to offer for Chuuya’s birthday #i’ll post them on ao3 eventually :’) #happy birthday chuuya #ILYSM MY BEST BOY <33333 #strawberry blonde chuuya agenda #bsd #bungou stray dogs #skk #soukoku #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #dazai osamu #nakahara chuuya #domestic skk #domestic fluff #skk fic #skk fic rec #skk fluff #my writing

[arlerthardt]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHUUYA!!!! yes of course i am back from the death for chuuya's birthday because i must... write... fic... so here you go! yes ik the title sounds very sad but i promise it actually a (an attempt in) romcom, just a little silly and quirky fic i wrote during breaks. you can read it here! enjoy!

#hon's: fics #bungou stray dogs #nakahara chuuya #dazai osamu #skk #soukoku #soukoku fanfiction #bsd fanfic #soukoku fic #bsd fanfiction #bsd fic #skk fic #fic rec #skk fanfiction #skk fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara #bsd dazai #dazai x chuuya #bsd

[blindblossom]

Chuuya in a hoodie, except it’s Dazai’s hoodie and it looks huge on him. And it’s soft, and it smells like Dazai, and Chuuya will growl at everyone who tries to take it from him.

Bonus points: Chuuya is 18 years old, and he recently returned from a mission abroad. It’s been a week since Dazai disappeared from the Port Mafia — leaving nothing but deafening silences, an untouched house and a closet filled with clothes. Now, Chuuya is holding onto the worn-out hoodies Dazai left behind as if his sanity depends on it.

#soukoku #dachuu #dazai osamu #nakahara chuuya #bsd dazai #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs dazai #dazai x chuuya #bungo stray dogs fanfiction #writing #bsd headcanons #bungo stray dogs headcanons #chuuya nakahara #soukoku headcanons #skk #skk fic

[evilkaeya]

Got tired of being silly and decided to put Chuuya through immense mental breakdown. Read HERE and mind the TWs! Kudos and feedback are much appreciated :( <3

#first time writing hurt/comfort I almost died #never again <- lying #ok but hurt/no comfort is much easier to articulate than hurt/comfort #kudos to writers who write hurt/comfort all the time... you guys are incredible #skk #soukoku #my fic #bsd fic #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #nakahara chuuya #dazai osamu #skk fic

[velv-serum]

based off from halfway to normal : astraltrain <33 i won’t say this on my insta but that fic made me cry ion even know why

#it was cute #skk fic #bungo stray dogs fanart #bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #dazai #femzai #fem dazai #trans #?? #idk what to tag this #i wish i put more effort w the doodles but lowkey burning out #i love astraltrain sm #top 3 writers n they r one of them #fanfic

[chuuya4040]

Imagine if Chuuya and Dazai in the PM days had accidentally gotten themselves on wanted posters that were plastered across for all of Yokohama to see.

Wanted posters weren’t unnecessarily uncommon within the Port Mafia. Usually it was low level grunts, who had the misfortune of having an unflattering photo of themselves plastered across the city, all for the citizens to walk past and be wary of. However, it was of utmost importance that high level mafia personnels remain anonymous to ensure that they never get recognised by the public.

“I think they really captured your angry, chibi face and ugly red hair well, don’t you think?”

However, two teenage boys happened to break this rule.

“Hah?! That looks nothing like me or my hair, it looks like some sewer rat!”

“Exactly my point, it is accurate!”

Two teenage boys who happened to also be the most dangerous duo in the underworld.

“Fuck off! Yours looks like you don’t have basic hygiene and haven’t even showered in days– oh wait, that’s actually true!”

“Hmph, I’d say the rough look they’ve given me gives me charm.”

“Yeah, a charm that says stay ten feet away from this man unless you want to catch a disease.”

Both boys yell at each other on a busy street in the city, screaming obscenities and accusations of their appearance to one another only growing louder and louder by the minute.

Each of them had been horrified by their own posters when they stumbled upon them on their way back from a mission. Whoever the artist was, clearly did not have a good eye for this profession.

Chuuya rips the poster off the wall, nearly ripping it in half in the process. “That looks nothing like me, just watch” he declares and approaches the first person he sees.

“Excuse me,” the redhead stops an elderly lady, a sweet faux smile on his face, “my.. friend thinks this looks like me, would you agree?”

The older woman blinks for a few moments, dazed by the random interaction and narrows her eyes at the poster before shaking her head “Oh, no you look nothing like that person!”

Chuuya looks at Dazai with a victorious smirk, his mind already forming of how he can make the bandaged bastard suffer.

He claimed his victory too quickly it seemed.

She continues with a small chuckle, “you’re just a sweet little thing aren't you?” The elderly woman coos, “you could possibly never look that menacing!” She fondly says, pinching his cheeks.

An uncontrollable giggle bursts out behind him, the gross (heavenly) noise reverberating in Chuuya’s brain and a constant reminder of his humiliation. His cheeks grew warm and red as his own hair, and in that moment with the woman's innocent smile and his partner's evergrowing giggle, he wished the earth would swallow him whole.

“And what about me?~” Dazai muses, a splitting grin on his face, a face that knows he has won.

The woman steps closer to investigate the poster, her eyebrows narrowing in question before they rise on her forehead and she turns pale. “Oh.. oh yes that does look like you. How strange..”

Dazai’s mouth hangs open in bewilderment, and a hearty, uncontrollable laugh bounces off the walls of the city.

Hushed tears blur the redhead's vision as he watches the elderly woman apologize and swiftly make her exit at the realization of who they are.

“Y-you.. You must be mistaken! Please, I definitely look more handsome than this, just look at me!” Dazai yells out after her, despair and horror clinging onto his voice as he watches her disappear into the busy crowd.

The brunet rounds on his partner, irritation leaking in his single eye when he yells, “what are you laughing at?! You are so small she thought you were a child!”

“Shut the fuck up!” Chuuya yells, annoyance dancing through his veins before he huffs in resignation. He begins walking towards headquarters, leaving before a dazed partner before blurting, “don’t sweat it, yeah? You look good half the time anyways.” Checkmate, Chuuya thought.

“Chuu–.. Chuuya, Chuuya! What do you mean by that? Is the slug finally admitting his undying love for me?!”

“Shut. Up!”

If years later they now have those exact wanted posters in a small frame in their shared apartment, that is no one’s business to know except their own.

#bungou stray dogs #bsd fic #chuuya nakahara #dazai osamu #soukoku #skk #mini fic #crack #crack skk #port mafia #pm skk #skk fic #teen skk #my lil sillies

[xlillyle]

SKK post dark era, a little thread I wrote

When Chuuya is told about Dazai’s defect, something inside him freezes. And then it burns up with fury raging through his body because how dare this bastard.

Nobody knows where he is, of course. That asshole has always been slippery. During the interrogation, Chuuya makes it clear that he is furious and does not fucking know where the waste of bandages is. He wasn’t even in the god damn country! The mackerel and he don’t text as much as some people think!

It nags on Chuuya though, silently. Where is he and why did he vanish? Dazai is an asshole, but it still doesn't fit to what Chuuya knows about him.

When they release him and Chuuya hears about what has happened around the Mimic incident— that’s when he feels confirmed and understands and he starts to worry. Which is still as disgusting as it was when the shitty Dazai was still here.

Chuuya is no stranger to this feeling. Wondering where the fucker is, what he's doing, if he's getting himself killed or not.

Now it’s also annoying because it makes him start his own secret investigation, following clues that he knows he is the only one capable of even detecting, let alone decipher.

The Port Mafia is good, but they were especially good because of the waste of bandages.

Chuuya has learned to understand Dazai though, more than he'd ever be willing to admit to even himself. They both speak a language that no one else is even able to hear and it annoys Chuuya more often than not. It comes in handy though, now.

It takes him three months, but when he finally sees that boney lanky figure hunched over a worn handheld console, wearing the ugliest coat he has ever seen and hidden between two stalls of some market—that’s when he can finally feel like he can take a proper breath again.

He takes a breath and watches for a moment, his eyes confirming whatever weird thing inside him—his soul, it's his soul and he wants to throw up—had insisted on exactly this reality the entire time.

Then he turns around and goes home. He thinks he still has some of that Petrus left.

#crossposting from twitter #bsd #bungou stay dogs #skk #soukoku #skk fic #skk thread #soukoku fanfiction #post dark era #chuuya nakahara #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #dazai x chuuya #xlillyle bsd threads

[soupthatistohot]

Atlas Drowning

skk | 3.6k | rated T

Silence fills the space between them as Dazai still stands unmoving and Chuuya tries to read his blank expression. Then, he turns with a huff, headed toward his bedroom with the intention of slamming the door and barricading himself in there until Dazai finally gives up and leaves, but he’s stopped dead in his tracks by what the other man says next.

“So we’re really not that different, then, are we?”

Or:

Chuuya buckles under the weight of shouldering the world's burden.

[Ao3 link]

#skk #soukoku #skk fic #skk fanfic #soukoku fic #soukoku fanfic #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #bsd spoilers #bsd manga spoilers #bsd fic #bsd fanfic #fanfiction #ao3 #soup writes #this isn't really a ship thing tbh

[minusboy]

soft launching my skk band au for valentine's day! read here.

#i've been losing my mind over this thing for the past month bon appetit #mostly i just wanted to write a found family au with the flags where they're all losers in a band and suddenly this monstrosity was born #skk #soukoku #dazai osamu #skk fanfic #chuuya nakahara #skk fic #bungou stray dogs #vik fic #french exit tag

[zinniapetals]

I commissioned the amazingly wonderful @imsofrancey to do a lil piece from my HP!SKK fic and it came out soooooo beautiful! You can read it here!

#soukoku #skk fic #bungou stray dogs #chuuya nakahara #dazai osamu #bsd #skk #lizwrites #lmao I can't stop staring at this art #its just so good y'all pls go commission them if you have the funds

[flamie-42]

Someone plz give long (>50k) skk fics that aren’t horribly depressing and have happy endings

I need to be happy sometimes

#skk fic #skk #soukoku #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd fic

[arlerthardt]

happy new year my beloveds! i posted a fic yesterday titled damn, a commuter line has a matchmaking function too now? hope you can give it lots of love and sorry i did not proofread this 💀

#hon's: fics #bsd fanfic #bsd fanfiction #bsd fic #soukoku fanfic #soukoku fanfiction #skk fanfic #skk fic #skk fanfiction #bungou stray dogs #nakahara chuuya #dazai osamu #skk #soukoku #soukoku fic

[blindblossom]

Double Exposure Soukoku are so dumb, I hate them a normal amount

TAGS:

Figure Skating AU

Rivals with benefits

Olympic Levels of Idiocy

Skk

Stay tuned 👀⛸️

#soukoku #dachuu #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #nakahara chuuya #bungou stray dogs #writing #bsd #Skk figure skating AU #ao3 #skk fic #skk fluff #skk headcanons #dachuu fic #dazai x chuuya #bungou stray dogs dazai #bsd au #osamu dazai #chuuya nakahara #skk au #skk angst

[evilkaeya]

After writing ten skk fics I've now realized that I'm only good at writing them being weird about each other. Anyways here's another fic I wrote based on @luneariann's art <3 Go check out their other arts they're the coolest ☆

You can read my fic here !!

#I realized I wrote 11 bsd fics... that's insane #ik they're all around 5k words but that's still insane to me #skk #soukoku #my fic #bsd fic #dazai osamu #nakahara chuuya #bsd chuuya #bsd dazai #skk fic #soukoku fic

[theotherwi110w]

Super Glued: Dazai moves away at age 12 when he and Chuuya are bffs. Dazai tells Chuuya nothing about it- just disappears without a word. This causes Chuuya to hate Dazai. Dazai comes back four years later. Chuuya and him proceed to get into many arguments and fist fights. Slow burn- normal people au.

Soul-bound: Chuuya's friendgroup ditches him and his soulmate commits suicide in the same week. His soulmate ends up a ghost haunting him. Normal people au.

Dreams and deja vu: Soulmates share dreams. Dazai ends up alone in his dreams once Chuuya stops dreaming. Normal people au.

Operation get them back: Dazai and Chuuya are exes that hate eachother. They get back together via their separate friends scheming. Normal people au, slow burn.

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungou gay dogs #bsd fic #bungo stray dogs fic #skk #bsd skk #skk fic #soukoku fic #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #ao3 fanfic #soukoku

[chuuya4040]

— temptation has never tasted so sweet.

fem soukoku, humour and fluff, 18!skk pamper each other

Dazai has never been one to fall into her own temptations and own selfish needs that have been instilled in her since a young age.

That all changes when she meets Nakahara Chuuya.

“Chuuya! It’s girls day!”

“Girls.. What?”

or

The one where femskk pamper each other and flirt non stop

link here

art is by @shiinaszn on twitter!

(note: this art was not made for this fic)

#bungou stray dogs #bsd fic #bsd #chuuya nakahara #dazai osamu #soukoku #skk fic #skk #ao3fic #fem skk #fem chuuya #fem dazai #fem soukoku #skk fluff #i love the girlies