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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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Chuuya Headcanons! Pt.1

How you met Chuus:

You and Chuuya were facing off in a fight, both you guys being from rival corporations, he was cocky and so were you. The ADA watched from a distance at the battle and to all of their surprise, you took every single hit Chuuya threw. The ADA’s job was to get you both out of the way.

Dazai: That’s certainly… unexpected.

Although his task was to eliminate you, the fact that you were taking all of his hits with seemingly no struggle at all was impressive. You were taking the force of kicks not even Lovecraft could stand. It made him angrier but… intrigued him all at once. Ranpo walks out as the battle continues to ensue and both you and Chuuya pause momentarily.

Chuuya & You: And what are you gonna do, twerp (twink)!

Ranpo: Oh! I'm just observing how weak the both of you are. Can't even land a single blow on one another. How pathetic. Alas no one can be as awesome as me so it’s no surprise.

Chuuya & You: Why you!

Both you and Chuuya launch at Ranpo, throwing a powerful punch in sync. Mid-punch, you smirk at Chuuya and roll your eyes at his hot headedness. As you’re both about to land the punch, Ranpo pulls out Edgar’s book and blocks your punches with it, sending both you and Chuuya spiraling into one of Edgar’s elaborately written schemes.

Ranpo: Another victory for the world’s greatest detective!

When you both arrive in the book, you get up off the ground and shove Chuuya hard.

You: You Idiot!

He grabs you by the throat and pins you against the wall, his gaze piercing through you.

Chuuya: Who the h*ll are you anyway?!...

You and Chuuya were stuck in a novel for about a week together before finally solving the mystery. When both of you finally got out, you were acquainted at most. The bickering within the book never ceased and the only thing you both agreed on… is that you absolutely hate one another. In the end, he brought you back to the Port Mafia and physically dragged you there, at that. You fought him the whole way there but he managed to restrain you with his gravity manipulation, throwing you over his shoulder and securing you down onto it with his ability. Chuuya brings you into PM HQ and carries you effortlessly through the grandeur hall.

“If you don't put me the h*ll down! I should smash your face in!”

You get a chuckle out of Chuuya at most. He uses his foot to open up the door to Ougai Mori’s office and then deactivates his ability, sliding you off his shoulder and bending down to set your feet on the floor. His hand slides up your side and then onto your waist to stabilize you before letting go. Mori gazes at Chuuya and then to you whilst resting his chin on the back of his hands which are propped up on his desk by his elbows.

Mori: Is this who you were supposed to eliminate? *tilts his head*

Chuuya: Yes, boss. They put up a fight so I brought em back here. The least I could do for failing this d*mn mission. *side eyes you with a frustrated expression, his face twisting into a scowl and his eyes narrowing.*

You: Fix your d*mn face.

Chuuya activates ‘Gravity Manipulation’ and without warning, flips you upside down to hover in mid-air.

Chuuya: How about you shut up before the blood rushes to your big a** head, idiot?

Mori: I suppose this is sufficient compensation. *Chuckles softly at the quarreling.* They’ll work for us now. Think of it as a… “thank you” for not locking you up in the chambers with Kyū.

Chuuya: Say thanks.

Chuuya puts you down on your feet and presses you with his eyes.

Chuuya: Hell are you waiting for?!

You: Thanks. *rolls eyes and scoffs.*

Mori: I think they'll be a wonderful addition.

Chuuya lent you one of his outfits the day you were indoctrinated into the Port Mafia, no, not because he wanted to, but because Mori ordered him to.

“You look terrible.”

“You wore it first, a**hat.”

Chuuya is fuming and storms off.

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A Take On Dazai's Thoughts:

Dazai found himself walking through the mall alone as the ADA was trying to solve an intense case. His footsteps seemed to echo despite all of the people the sound could've bounced off of. He'd gone to the mall often because usually there he could hear the sound of human life around him. At least there he felt a little more grounded, it was always comforting to hear the chattering of families, the squeak of a toddlers shoes, the bark of a family dog that scared the absolute crap out of him. He continued to walk through the mall with his hands in his pockets, listening as the clack of his shoes against the tile flushed out the usual buzz of noise. The more steps that were taken, the more empty the mall seemingly became, as if everything had faded to black and he was walking through a void. No matter how hard Dazai tried to escape his mind, it followed him everywhere. The hardest struggle he'd ever encountered, the fiercest enemy he'd ever gone up against, was himself. His head was tilted down a bit and his lips were rested in a thin straight line. Not a frown, simply just nothing. His eyes weren't dead, but they weren't alive either and in moments like these where his mind yanked him into pits of despair, he truly wanted nothing more than to know why he still existed. For what did he serve a purpose for. It was a question that thumped in the middle of his forehead everyday from inside his skull, causing an ache that he felt only being taken out of this life... could ever solve.

Whether it be a busy mall, a bustling train station, or the ADA quarters, no amount of noise could drown out the darkness that surrounded him, excluded him and isolated him from his colleagues. From humanity itself. It was almost like drowning made him feel more afloat, more alive, because he could no longer hear the empty silence, but rather the sloshing of water. It put a new meaning to the darkness that he saw and felt surrounded by because in being submerged in water he will have succeeded for the first and final time, to be free. Being close to death made him feel so alive. To live made him as though he were no longer human.

Then the mall fades back in and the ground is no longer hollow enough to hear his shoes. The chatter fades back in and all Dazai can muster up is a sigh. Still alive. Alive but so so close.. to gone.

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Osamu Dazai:

General Dating Headcanons.

-Dazai would hold you as you fall asleep and very tightly as a reflex. He’d hold you as if he’s afraid you’ll disappear in his arms forever. He only does it when you’re asleep and he knows you will remain asleep.

-He’d give you very detailed and precise compliments at certain times. They’re often random and at interesting times. For example, in the middle of a movie he’ll be deep in thought, his mind a cacophony of fears and semi unwanted attachments, all involving you. He’d say something like:

“You remind me of Dahlias in spring, beautiful and ephemeral as ever.” He won’t elaborate on it much further and will be in his head a lot after he says it because he means it.

-He already has everything set up depending on how your day went, he keeps tabs on you and knows exactly what to do for you in every way.

-Has a playlist of songs that have particular sentences that make him think of you. Doesn't talk about it at all.

-I feel like Dazai would be very distant from you externally but obsessed in his mind. His love would come off in many different displays, such as poking you in the face, kicking your feet under tables, taking your headphones while you’re listening to music so that he can share your taste, your favorite things appearing seemingly out of nowhere.

-He’d hug you every once in a while, and return the hug a little. Not a lot but just enough to feel something for a moment. He doesn't want his emotions to overflow because the feelings already make him a little uncomfortable as it is.

-He yearns for a deeper connection and to feel something but is deeply afraid of it as well, whenever he applies himself a lot or starts to feel as though a big commitment is being made, he may start to feel trapped and close off again, hence why he’ll leave you the things he knows you like but never give it to you straight up. On the off chance that he does give it to you face to face, it's kind of awkward and he hands it to you without acknowledging the intimacy of it. Maybe facing forward, away from you as he deals with the butterflies in his stomach-

Dazai: I.. got you this. hands it to you distantly.

You: Thank you. I love it.

Dazai: quiet momentarily and then smiles a tiny bit. Mhm.

-he’d just feel a little weird about his feelings for the moment.

-The relationship will often feel like a friendship sometimes and Dazai won’t express a lot of what he thinks or feels but there will always be little things he does to remind you.

“Hey hottie.”

“Pretty.”

*leaves notes on the fridge which kind of sound like old cheesy love declarations.*

-Loves, loves, loves how you look in anything and will always express that verbally. “Pretty girl/boy/whomever’ “Ethereal” “Angel”

-If you ever feel conscious about your body, he wont have it and will always make you stand in front of him and spin around while he compliments and hypes you up.

-With that being said, he acts like a girlfriend a lot. “Hey girl.” “No she didnttt.” This probably would have some over exaggerated movements to make you irritated.

-Won't label the relationship but will make it clear what it entails to avoid feeling tied down. He won’t cheat at all and his loyalty would run with you because you help him embrace a vulnerable side of himself. It comes from a fear of finally having something and then getting it taken away from him again so he always feels like it’s safer for him to have one foot out of the door and one foot in.

-He likes head rubs or massages which you can typically lull him to sleep with simply because it makes him feel very safe for once. It makes him feel cared for but it also makes him uneasy simultaneously since he associates feelings of safety and security with pain and abandonment as well.

-He loves to make the closest people to him angry or irritated and it’s because that is all he has ever been around. He thinks the rawest emotions are the negative ones and he associates that with how he cares for people. This is especially apparent for you.

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