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#15 dazai
beesoftheeights · 2 days
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tw: sewerslide references
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thatkarleesidraws · 2 days
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He looks like a bird lol
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iztea · 2 months
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is it really worth it : /
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goldetrash · 13 days
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Saw @unicornpopcorn14's silly fic of Dazai's house getting put onto a cargo ship from this post
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reneray · 1 year
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“chuuya, i want death”
“dazai we have death at home just focus on your god damn work”
​bsd 15 chapter 5 shenanigans (this chapter is my favorite so far fr no more mori WOOOO)
(yes im translating this chapter, should be done by the end of today !!)
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strayingsocks · 7 months
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sometimes you just think.
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manonspook · 4 months
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aaand here’s part 2 <3
they have great social skills as you can see
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port4shippers · 5 months
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Two (2) times canon Chuuya was a skilled enough actor to trick people with a genius-level IQ
Then:
15!Chuuya: I am totally not Arahabaki.
15!Dazai: I bet I can figure out who Arahabaki is before you!
15!Chuuya: ... (Press X to Doubt)
Now:
Chuuya: I totally am a vampire. *ScReEcH*
Fyodor: Kill him, gravity manipulator!
Dazai: OMG, Chuuya, snap out of it!
Chuuya: ... (silent internal judgement)
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jackiepackiee · 1 month
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hi hi! could i request a 15!dazai x reader drabble where reader gets hurt badly during a mission and dazai is just orbiting around them for the rest of the day (like a lost kitten) ?? just some fluff / comfort (maybe some angst if you’re up for it, no pressure ^^)
𝟣𝟧! 𝒟𝒶𝓏𝒶𝒾 𝓍 𝐻𝓊𝓇𝓉! 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇
𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 - 𝒾𝓃𝒿𝓊𝓇𝓎?
𝒯𝓎𝓅𝑒 - 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒸𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓃𝓈 / 𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓁𝑜𝑔𝓊𝑒
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A literal cat
So you were doing normal port mafia business
But… the damn enemy shot you!
You survived and only got stitched up, thank whatever higher power exists
Sitting idol in a medical bed eating trashy food and watching whatever the HQ medical tv offered
Crunching crackers and unable to feel your arm from the surgery
But Dazai?! He is always aware of your missions
Asking forcing Mori to send you on safer ones
Or ones where the enemy wasn’t trigger happy
He’d take them, in whatever manipulated heartbeat he might’ve had
This was different, the boy was too busy with his own subordinates to focus on you
Some stupid paperwork, a mission with Chuuya, Q wanting to play
Could his day get any worse? Yes. Yes it could
So when he found out what happened, he rushed to you
He will NEVER admit it, but he might’ve been in such a hurry he canceled everything
Chuuya understood, knowing one of his only weaknesses was you
So he was free to yell at the staff and get them to tell him where you were
“Oh, funny seeing you here. Me? Oh I was just strolling past the medical center… isn’t it ironic we meet here?”
But… little did you know the absolute terror that passed through him when the news of your injury caught to him
He wasn’t ready to lose anyone, especially not you
Someone so kind? Someone that cared for him?
He didn’t cry, he’s not to type to cry unless he knows someone he cares about is for sure dead
For a split second however, the pure relief of seeing you alive and well pulled some stray tears to his lashes
He stays in your room with you until your discharged
“And then that hatrack kicked the enemy in the face! I told him not to, but he’s so annoyingggg. You have to save me from him!”
When you got discharged, he pulled you to a fancy restaurant
He could afford it, of course he could
Just just never spent his money because he believed he didn’t deserve such high quality items in life
He’d spend the entire PM budget for you however
“Let’s go! You gotta get your strength back, dumbass.”
The whole place is cleared out? Shh, it’s a secret
Then, you had to go back to work
Paperwork? He’s sitting in a spare chair in your office
“You spelt that wrong.” “No I didn’t.” “Yeah, I know.” “You’re a dick.”
Follows you down the hallway to each meeting
Uses those terrifying eyes to scare away any people who try and talk to you
You’re hurt! And no way he will have your energy be wasted on annoying jerks
Overall? A cat, a stubborn cat who follows you with care
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junewi02 · 1 month
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one must imagine him as a soggy, wet kitten
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seukorei · 7 months
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I LOVEEEE HOSHIKAWA'S BLUE EYED DAZAI MY LITTLE CREATURE
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chocsra · 8 months
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"I'm glad you understand me, though."
15! Dazai x fem! doctor! reader
a/n: sorry I haven't been posting! school starts on tuesday and i am not prepared to deal w these shitheads 🤧 (update, its friday and they are no new fine boys 😔😔)
to all my dazai fans 🫶🫶 also im working on a 15! chuuya x reader oneshot atm too!
also @sosograndii who wanted a dazai fic 😭 also lmk if any of you want a platonic! fem! reader x pm! dazai where its like "when I say I like all women you might actually be the exception" bc that would be hella funny
content: being teenagers, oneshot, swearing, mentions of suicide, injuries, dazai being dazai, reader is lowkey suicidal too, Mori is kinda creepy beware 😨
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"Mori?"
"Yes, Dazai?"
The brunette adjusted his white cast, scribbling doodles on the supposed paperwork he was supposed to do. He currently sat across from the Port Mafia boss, Mori Ougai, who was folding Elise's clothes attentively in his leather seat. Dazai shifted and set down the chipped pencil he usually chewed on, facing him properly.
"Do you think there is anyone else in the mafia who rivals my skills?" The Demon Prodigy asks, it may seem like an arrogant or overconfident question, but the boy has been used to being a genius at such a young age; it was rather a question out of genuine curiousity.
"Besides me?" Mori 'charms' with a smile, not so charmingly earning a scowl from Dazai in return. "Yes, besides you." He grumbles begrudgingly, slumping in his seat thinking what to draw next. "No, not at all." The mafia boss states with full confidence, "You are my pupil, afterall." Dazai groans again, dropping the pencil yet again before yawning. "Not every intelligent person is of your work, Mori." He retorts with a bored face, causing the grown man to exhale loudly. "Fine. I suppose there is one person who may be up to your level."
Dazai's ears perked up, turning to Mori interested. "Who?" The man in the white lab coat adjusted his purple tie, fluttering his eyes shut mindlessly. "A girl your age, she wants to be a doctor just like her Boss." He smiles genuinely, causing Dazai to sigh in irritation.
"Yuck."
Yuck.
Is what you thought as you stare at the lanky boy who rested on your procedure chair. He was battered and bruised, previous bandages and a large cast wrapped around his left arm stained with sweat and blood; you put on a pair of gloves before grabbing a few tools to clean him up. He was a boy about your age, or so you thought, he was tall and lanky, a black suit with an oversized black overcoat messily draped upon his shoulders. He had messy brown hair thst framed his face, one eye wrapped around bandages along his face; shame, his eyes were a pretty sight.
"Where is your boss?" The brunette asks, watching you attentively as you grab his hand and begin to wipe his beaten knuckles, pushing the bandages wrapped around his hands up. "Out. I'm supposed to take over Mori's job while he's gone." You inform, scooting your chair closer in order to clean all the gashes on his hand. "Oh. So you're that girl?" You cock a brow, turning to look at him.
"That girl?"
"Mori's pupil."
You finish wiping one of his knuckles and dispose of the cloth, motioning the boy to remove his arm bandages before the cut bleeds again. "Oh. I guess." You quip, causing him to tilt his head in interest. "What's your name?" The brunette asks, complying and removing his stained arm bandage, placing it gently on the chair; you picked it up and disposed it yet again, grabbing disinfectant wipes as you wipe his knuckles once more. "[Y/N] [L/N], you?"
"Dazai Osamu, I'm fifteen." You nod politely, wrapping a new set of bandages around his hand. "Cool, me too." Dazai's eyes light up a bit at your responses, "I know." he nods, extending his other hand to repeat the same process.
"So," you pause, carefully applying the new bandages on his other hand, they were quite cold to the touch. "what happened to you?" Dazai sighs, tapping a nimble finger on the hospital chair. "I was trying to kill myself," Your eyes widen a bit at the honesty, giving a casual nod as if it were an everyday occurrence. "However, I didn't know that there were a few men who held grudges against me at the end of the river, so I had to take care of that." He answers, you gave a listening hum at his story.
"That's interesting." You reply, causing him to raise his brows a bit; looking at you as you get up and lift his messy bangs, urging him to take off his facial bandages. "Yep, I'm assuming you get a lot of cases like me?" You wipe his bleeding forehead, causing him to pinch a brown eye shut, "Not exactly; but I mean, I understand you."
Dazai tilted his head in confusion, crimson blood collecting on the abrasion on his forehead; he seemed rather amused yet surprised. "You do?" the boy asks, you nod your head in response, finishing cleaning the wound. "Elaborate, please." he requests, his brown eyes almost sparkled into yours. As if you two weren't terrifying mafia members, as if the world just for a second; stopped to understand a few dumb teenagers in weird situations.
"Who wants to live in this world anyway?" You ask rhetorically, chuckling a bit as you grab a few bandages and carefully guide them around the side of his face. The brunette for a second, was caught off guard; no one underestimated the Demon Prodigy, the greatest mistake for Dazai's enemies is that, they're Dazai's enemies, no? But, this time it was different, just one sentence and accomodating gesture, and he felt a knot tighten in his stomach. Weridly enough, Dazai hummed in satisfaction and fluttered his eyes shut.
"I see." He replies, you finished wrapping the bandage around his head and take off your gloves, feeling satisfied with the mutual agreement. "[Y/N], right?" the brunette asks casually, causing you to nod your head in agreement. "Yeah."
"Would you like to elope out of the mafia with m-"
Dazai Osamu, that fucking womanizer.
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sorrowsuicide · 1 month
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iztea · 4 months
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holding a strong conviction that the sun will never rise again
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yurichii · 8 months
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15 skk eating noodles bc I love them
You can see the other
drawings I did with this
in my insta : yuri._chii
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boyanacronism · 1 month
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this is mafiazai 2 me
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i drew this on my phone .
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