#Dazaixreader

[dazaiscum]

Hello! I’m a new follower and I love your work! This is a request for the 100 followers (congrats btw!) I saw one prompt while made my moth drop open. Anyways, could you do a number 17 with a female y/n and Dazai? So like Reader has a fire related ability and while fighting one of the port mafia, she ends up getting seriously injured (pretty much then almost turning themselves into a roast thanksgiving turkey) Dazai sees and is just like :o “This better not be an Oda repeat” (Basically angst cuz I love myself some good angst heh. Reverse could work too ngl. Maybe reader d!es at the end?? I’ll you decide on that :) also sorry if this was very detailed 😭

-Lucky 🐾

A/n note: Sorry this was so late!! I was having breakdowns every two minutes 😜😁‼️

Warnings: None that I can think of

Genre: hurt/comfort

Prompt: "No. Please not- not you too. Don’t leave me. Please"

Pairings: dazai/reader

Missions with Dazai are difficult. Everyone knows this except you. You were Ranpo’s assistant and usually helped him with everything, and even though the brunette claims that he doesn’t need assistance, somewhere deep down he loves being the person you look up to and loves teaching you new things.

Though This became known when the president assigned you as his partner on the upcoming mission, simply because he thought you and Dazai could work well together. Your ability was destructive and Dazai could nullify it. Since you tend to be reckless on the field, appointing Dazai as a partner would be a would’ve been a great choice.

Well, that was all thrown out of the window when he presented his obvious disagreement. For the longest of times, Dazai never opened up to another person except Oda, but after joining the Ada he just learned how to care.

For him caring about people was difficult especially since he didn't even care about himself, but somehow you entered his life, cracking the walls he had built around his heart little by little. 

The reason Dazai was so upset about you finally entering the front lines was that anything could happen to you and he wouldn't be there to prevent it. He had his own job after all. He tried to convince you not to take the job but you were deadset on proving yourself to Dazai.

Everyone at the agency has always babied you. the took you for granted. It was almost as if they thought you were weak and couldn’t stand your ground. At least that's what you thought. So you took this as a chance to prove to yourself and the rest of the agency that you aren’t some doll made out of glass.

The ongoing mission wasn't challenging, but somehow Dazai made it seem 100 times harder! The coordination between the two of you seemed close to none!

Maybe that was why you didn't see the person attacking you from behind, or maybe they were just out of your vision. But that didn't stop Dazai from blaming himself, while you were unconscious on the bed in Yosano's clinic.

"No. Please not- not you too. Don’t leave me. Please"

Dazai held your hand tight to his chest and spurted tons of apologies. It didn't take too long before you woke up. Feeling quite ashamed that your own ability was reflected upon you, you couldn't even prevent it.

"Dazai?? what are you doing here?"

His head shot up, looking at you straight in the eyes. He couldn't believe you were awake. His Vision blurred which he later realized was due to his own tears. Without giving it a second thought he engulfed you in his giant embrace.

His hug was warm, it felt like home. His warmth spread through your entire body, forming a small smile on your face, as you return the hug.

"Y/n I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.- I thought you-"

"Hey- I'm here, okay? I'm not going anywhere"

"Thank god"

Climbing into the bed with you, he laid his head on your chest as your hands made their way into his chestnut tresses, playing with them.

"Dazai, I love you and all but I'm never going on a mission with you ever again"

"As if I'd let you go on one any time soon"

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[blondanimetwinksupremacy]

A LITTLE POEM FOR OUR FAM 🤟🤟🤟😍🤪🤪🤪🤪👌

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[adauniveristy]

⩇⩇:⩇⩇ — !! // Who fell first, who fell harder, both — ‧₊˚ 🐚 ✩ ₊˚ 🌊 // !!

⩇⩇:⩇⩇ — !! // Who fell first, who fell harder, both — ‧₊˚ 🐚 ✩ ₊˚ 🌊 // !!

Detective Agency

— !!

Atsushi :: First

Dazai :: Both

Kunikida :: He fell harder

Ranpo :: He fell harder

Yosano :: Both

Fukuzawa :: He fell harder

Tanizaki :: He fell first

Port mafia

— !!

Chuuya :: both

Akutagawa :: He fell harder

Gin :: both

Higuchi :: She fell first

Kōyō :: both

Odasaku :: he fell harder

Hirotsu :: he fell harder

Kajii :: both

Ace :: He fell harder

Verlaine :: He fell harder

Guild

— !!

Poe :: both

Lucy :: both

Francis :: he fell harder

Louisa :: she fell first

Mark :: both

Nathaniel :: he fell harder

Margaret :: both

Lovecraft :: harder

Herman :: both

Hunting dogs

— !!

Jouno :: he fell harder

Tecchou :: both

Teruko :: Harder

Tachihara :: both

Fukuchi :: Both

Decay of angel

— !!

Fyodor :: Harder

Nikolai :: both

Sigma :: both

Bram :: harder

— !! That's all :3

#AtsushiXReader AkutagawaXReader DazaiXReader KunikidaXReader RanpoXReader FukuzawaXReader YosanoXReader KyoukaXReader TanizakiXR

[pattycakes5516]

DazaiXReader Fluffy Angsty Smut Warning

“Dazai, are you happy? I don’t think I have ever seen you genuinely smile like that.” Mori asked as he watched him from the office chair grin down at his phone.

Dazai’s eyes flickered up and for a second Mori could tell his mind had wandered elsewhere then a small shake and he was back in the present. “I don’t know? Is this what this feeling is? She makes me crazy with it…” Dazai says quietly.

Mori observed him not sure if this was a good shift for one of his best enforcers. Though he still cares about those who worked for him so he gave a warning, “Don’t let this Y/N become a distraction.”

Dazai quickly lost the silly expression on his face and the cold stare he was used to returning. “Aww don’t worry! I’m still your ruthless hitman boss!” Mori nodded satisfied yet made sure to make a note of his unusual behavior just in case.

“You know sometimes I forget she exists even when she is in the same room with me.” Dazai returns to his rambling and Mori raises an eyebrow.

“What do you mean?” Mori asks, a bit confused. It seems this woman had him head over heels yet he feels this way.

“It’s hard to put into words…” Dazai mutters looking back down at the picture Chuuya had just sent him. Since he would be busy he had asked him to take her somewhere fun. Apparently they had decided on an aquarium. Chuuya had sent an image of her absentmindedly staring at a stingray. Her mouth slightly agape and eyes sparkling. He knew that face well it was the one she made right before she went on an overexcited explanation of something she cared about.

“Well who is on your list today boss?” Dazai put away his phone, tucking away the small bit of peace so that he could focus. Letting his thoughts numb down until there was nothing. Erasing the thought of her calling out his name just last night after letting him mentally break down a few more of her walls. The process to become the monster he was expected to be was taking longer than normal nowadays…

But he knew if he failed Mori would ensure that whatever bit of love he had found would be removed. Distraction… Please don’t become a distraction…

The Previous Night

Dazai was sitting on the couch completely focused on some show as the strange woman he let into his life sits quietly beside him. The room had been completely silent for over an hour yet he felt so at ease. It was an odd feeling.

So much so that his thoughts must have shown on his face because her finger was now pressed gently on his arm. Dazai smiled, “I’m ok, pretty girl…” She studies him for a few more seconds as if to read if that was the cause and then smiles back.

“Why do you do that?” Dazai was suddenly curious at the strange way she consoled him. Why wouldn’t she verbally ask him if he was ok? He clenched his fist when her face darkened as if caught in a horrid memory. “Tell me lovely. Please. I am not making fun of you. I am just curious.”

“Most people find it annoying because I ask too much. I guess this developed as a way to check on someone that was not too invasive and loud.” She said her eyes drifted away from his face and he frowned. He gently lifted her chin to face him again.

“They would get angry with you?” He asked and she just nodded. “Who?” Dazai flinched at his dark tone but he couldn’t control the urge to hurt those who had wronged her. This kind soul is jaded and haunted by her past.

“I mean a lot of people.” She laughs and he tries not to growl. Recognizing she was using humor to mask her discomfort. “Dazai, it's fine. I will get my shit together eventually.” Again she giggles but he doesn’t seem to think it’s very funny.

“It’s not ok Y/N.” Dazai muttered as he gently stroked her cheek. Her eyes widened in surprise at his softening demeanor. “You didn’t deserve to be treated like that….” Dazai’s hand falls as he realizes he was more of a beast than human. He was not deserving of that sweet and cherishing look she had given him. He was not supposed to have someone like her care about him.

Suddenly she is kissing his face all over and he is completely knocked backwards. When her lips claim his he is breathless. When she pulls away all he can do is stare, mouth slightly parted, “Sorry I got carried away. I just couldn’t help myself.” She said, embarrassed. “Don’t look at me like that…” Again another small laugh.

Dazai feels her try to pull away but she had him entranced now and he was keeping her close. His arms encircle her waist and he pulls her on his lap. “Dazai!” She shouts playfully but he refuses to let go.

“How did I look at you?” His words are muffled as he presses his face against her chest nuzzling. Her heartbeat picked up and he could tell she had gotten a bit flustered by the way she pushed down slightly grinding into him. Dazai controlled himself but the sensation was making it hard.

“I don’t know; like as if I was the most precious thing ever.” Again sarcasm hid her fear, as if she was always mentally preparing for rejection. Not knowing that he thought she was too good to be true.

Dazai looks up at her and pulls her down so he could place a kiss on her shoulder. Holding in a groan when he felt her shiver. “To me you are.” He whispers into her ear and he watches her take a sharp breath. “I will never stop reminding you of that.”

“Dazai…” She called his name like a moan and he felt the tension snap inside of him from the simple sound.

“I thought I was already crazy but Y/N you somehow made me even more deranged…” His voice came out raspy this time his eyes felt heavy with lust. She squirms against him as his hands travel up her sides. She makes the cutest sounds as his hand travels lower now to squeeze her ass. “You can’t be so cute… It’s dangerous…”

Before she could respond he kissed her deeply. She whines into his mouth and her fingers now threading into his hair keeping him close until they both gasp for air. “I’m going to move you on your back now treasure…” Dazai said through labored breathing. She nods with no hesitation and it makes him lose his composure for a second. The way she trusted him…

Dazai gently lays her back and groans at the look in her eyes as she stares up at him. He felt like wrapping her up and shielding her from anything. The logical part of his mind told him the only real danger to her is himself. “Dazai…” Again she calls out to him and he curses to himself.

“You make it hard to regret what I have done…” He mindlessly mutters but she reaches out a hand, her thumb tracing his jaw and smiles. “I’m so weak…” He almost whimpers but pulls himself together as he removes her shorts. Her eyes widened, not expecting this so soon.

“Wait let me…” She begins to speak but he growls and covers her lips with his large hand. She mumbles and protests against his palm. He kisses the side of her neck tenderly enjoying the soft mewl sound she makes.

“Such a people pleaser my sweet Y/N…” He whispers and loves the way she shivers under him from his low voice. “You always are the one begging to take care of me. To make me feel good.” Though he is stopping her from speaking he sees the look of defiance in her eyes.

“Ah ah… don’t try to say other wise. I have learned your ways sweetheart. Tonight it’s going to be a bit different.” Dazai says endearingly and she freezes a bit. “Tonight you are going to tell me exactly what you want. Exactly how you need me.” He bites down softly on her ear. “Ok…”

Dazai glares down at her, the intensity telling her there was no room for her to be stubborn. She must have understood how serious he was because she simply nodded and he moved his hand. “I’m going to taste you now sweetheart. I want you to cum on my tongue. Crave it…”

Y/N adorably bit her lip in anticipation and a bit of nerves. He could see her mind scolding her and telling her to be self conscious. He also saw her fighting against the thoughts as he lifted her shirt above her head. He studied her body taking in every delicate detail until she pouted. “What is it?” He teased and she huffed.

“Well taste me then…” Her voice desperately hummed and it made him clench his fist. “You said you would do what I wanted…” He felt a sharp pang in his chest. Dazai thought maybe it was his god-like ego being taken down a peg. If anyone else tried to order him around he would have snapped. But in this moment he wanted nothing more than to give in.

“Let me spoil you a while first. I promise you will enjoy it.” Dazai whispered, his voice a bit distant. He leaned over her and they simply gazed into each other's eyes. Others may deem him a god but he was a simple and pathetic worshiper when it came to the peculiar being under him. “Let me kiss away my sins…” He muttered softly. “Wash them away with your sweet sounds…”

He gasps when she pulls down his neck and kisses him deeply. So much was said between them at that moment without any words. Both of them cling to each other. As if they were each other's life boats in a dangerous sea. Neither one is ready to admit all the harm that has been done to them or from them. It was rare to live in the moment but when they were together they grasped it with fragile hearts.

With each halted breath and messy swipe of their tongues they spoke everything they couldn’t say out loud. Both of them assumed this was temporary. Used to things being taken from them. “Now…” She whispered softly… “taste me now…” He groaned his hands squeezing her hip to hear the sweet sound that escape her lips.

He bit her neck and sucked harshly, enjoying her nails digging into his shoulder. “That’s it, mark me up…” Dazai growled, licking the dark bruise he left himself on her thin skin. He lost it when she started grinding up into him. “I had no idea my baby could be so greedy… So impatient…”

“You don’t mind…” She says softly pushing his head lower he takes the opportunity to suck and lick on each of her nipples. Her body arches up into his. “Do you?” She tries to seem confident but under the slightly threatening tone he recognizes hesitation. As if he would punish her for her brazenness. He ignores the anger that bubbled up thinking about who made her doubt herself in such a way.

Dazai slowly traces one nipple with a finger while his tongue slowly drags along the other. Then looks up at her, her eyes waiting for his response, dilated with lust he could still see that she had not given into it. “Not at all… use me please…” He growls and she groans. Her hand then pushes his head down lower and he gladly leaves kisses down her stomach.

He smiles against her lower stomach as she gets more aggressive. He sticks out his tongue and lifts up her hips. Then runs it along her already wet folds. He feels her body loosen up and open wider for him. He felt a fondness creep up and he increased his pace, now sucking at her clit. “This is what you wanted right…” His voice sounded strange and unrecognizable.

“Yes… yes…” Again she shoves him back down and he gives in gladly to her physical demand. Eating her out as if he had been starving. He sighs when he feels her cum on his tongue. Her body relax and head falls back satisfied.

“That’s not all is it?” He asks as his finger slowly traces the outside as his thumb now teases her nub.

“No…” She breathed, she looked down and a fierceness was in her gaze. “More…” Dazai contained the urge to fuck her then and there. Instead he pushed his long finger deep inside her throbbing pussy enjoying the whine she let out.

“Yes ma’am…” He moaned and began thrusting up rubbing along her spongy walls. Trying to memorize the feeling. His tongue back to lick along the outside as she bucked against him. He watched as she rubbed her nipples. The sight was so lewd he felt his mind slipping at the sight. His pants felt painful now as his cock throbbed for attention.

“Mmm…” Dazai used his frustration as motivation to see her cum once again. It did not take long to feel her cunt pulsate and a sharp scream of pleasure echoed off the walls. “That expression… only for me… I love it….” He sounded crazed but she smiled for him. Her hands reach up to cup his face and drag him back for a sweet kiss.

“Fuck me…” She whispered against his lips and he smirked. He stood up and undressed. She did not take her stare from him and it was breathtaking.

“How do you want me and where?” He asked, a bit embarrassed by how needy he sounded. This made her giggle.

“You're so cute. Look how badly you want me…” She no longer holds doubt in that tone as she sauntered over to him. Standing a few inches apart her hand runs down from his neck, down his chest to his stomach. Then finally they wrap around his hard cock, her thumb caressing the precum and spreading it along his tip.

He doesn’t complain no matter how badly his instinct was telling him to pick her up and fuck her against the closest wall. “Your being so good for me Dazai…” Her smirk was pure evil but he loved it. She stops stroking him and he can’t help but growl. Then she takes his hand and laughs, pulling him out of the living room and into the bedroom.

When she lets go he stands in the middle of the room waiting. His whole body tense like a predator ready to attack at any minute. His eyes watching as his prey climbs onto his bed. Those big innocent eyes and pouting lips were the most enticing thing in the world.

He watches as she gets on all fours and arches her body for him. “Fuck me from behind. I love when your fingers dig into my hips…” He did not need to question her clear instructions. Without a second thought he almost ran to the bed. He pushes her back lower and she spread herself wider pressing her ass against his hips in anticipation. “You make me weak in so many ways…”

They both gasp as he slowly pushed in. Her moans were now unbridled and she did not hold back as he buried his dick balls deep. She tried not to move away even though he knew his large size was pressed against her cervix.

“Move!” she snarls animalistically and all consciousness is lost. He yanks her up by the base of her neck and kisses her sloppily. Then drops her back down roughly taking hold of her hips. Relentless he pounds into her and she praises him as her fingers desperately grasp his sheets.

The way her cunt sucked him in and the sounds of her wetness being pushed around was maddening. He wanted to say how she was his and that he belonged to her. To break her mind so much that she agrees to it. “Dazai… hah… Feels so good…” She cries out and he realizes she has just as much ownership over him. That she had somehow broken into his space. That he would follow her anywhere.

Her pussy squeezes his cock and his head falls back. As she comes undone knows he won’t last too much longer. His body spasms and he begins to pull out but she whimpers, “No inside…” He holds on to her tightly shoving as far as he could go and releases, a strangled moan escapes his lips as he tries to keep upright. Both of them were sweaty and heaving for air.

He misses the warmth when he removes himself from her and they groan. Dazai lays next to her and she turns her head to look at him. Both of them smile as he brushes hair out of her face. “I’m not done with you mister…” She laughs.

“Ooo yeah…” Dazai teases and she nods cutely. He wants to tell her that he loves her. That he wants to shield her from the world but give her the world all at once. But he doesn’t because he knows they are scared deep down. “Where and how?”

#dazai smut #dazai x you #smut #spicy fic #oneshot #anime fanfic #fanfiction #dazai x y/n #dazai angst #dazai osamu

[the-sunflower-room]

HIII first of all I just read your DazaixReader fic and ohmygod I shed TEARS. It was beyond well written!! Words can't describe how incredible it was. You may actually be my favourite writer now.

May I know if you're accepting requests for fanfictions currently? Its okay if you're not! Please know that you're so so talented and skilled in writing and don't let anyone tell you otherwise!!

- Ella <3

ella, you are so so kind and sweet!!! your comment/tags on my fic literally made my entire week omg, i’m SO glad you enjoyed it!!

while i would absolutely love to take requests, i unfortunately suffer from chronic writers block and perfectionism, so i would definitely struggle with trying to make every single detail perfect/keeping up with requests and getting them out in a timely manner if i opened them up. BUT sometimes i do just need the right inspiration to start another one of my writing frenzies, so i would be open to hearing ideas if you ever have any! i just wouldn’t be writing for every single idea if that makes sense - it’d be more like me picking and choosing different prompts to potentially be made into manageable one-shots or headcannons at my own pace.

again i can’t thank you enough for the love, it means so much to me to be validated as a writer and honestly comments like yours inspire me to keep going! i appreciate you so much!!💗

#ask answered #walnutnut #seriously the kind comments make me so emotional #sometimes i love being a writer #bsd

[killuwumi]

In His Shirt | Dazai x Reader

ANGST

sorry i left you guys and was inactive for so long, depression is a bitch lmao, anyway i love you guys feel free to talk to me about anything! anon is on in my inbox and requests are open but slow THIS ALSO WASN’T PROOF READ I’M LAZY LOL

Warnings: Angst, anger? I can’t think of anything else aaa

Spring cleaning was something your mother always made you do as a teenager, and it just became a habit when you got your own apartment.

You sighed as you opened the closet door, you didn't hoard clothes, but it was a mess from choosing outfits and you were too tired to clean it most times.

Plopping down on the floor you began sorting clothes and putting things back on the hangers. After picking up a black dress you saw a familiar fabric..it was Dazai's undershirt.

The hot tears pricked at the corners of your eyes when you pulled it out of the clothes pile and buried your face in it, it still smelled like him.

It had been months since you and Dazai parted ways, it was a brutal breakup for the both of you and every mutual friend. Of course you assumed Dazai just pretended to be okay, but you could never do the same.

Every time you pass the agency, you walk a little faster and keep your head low. Sometimes you would see Atsushi, he would lower his head and raise a waving hand at you, wearing a look of pity on his face as you waved and walked away.

The shirt hung over your body as you slipped your arm through the sleeves, hands shaky and tears clouding your vision. When you finally stood on your feet, the body mirror in your room reflected the image of a broken person.

In your head there was a brief idea of wearing the shirt out today, to see if it would bring him back to you. But does he even want you back? He's fine without you. You know you should just burn it. It was a never-ending string of thoughts that only added to the stream of tears running down your red cheeks.

It was so tiring to be Dazai's Ex. It felt like anyone who knew, looked at you with pity and sorrow. You knew he wasn't one to commit to a relationship, and you knew what you were getting into. You didn't know it would hurt this bad.

You adjusted your white tank top under Dazai's shirt and wiped your tears. Maybe, just maybe if you wore it out, and acted like it was yours, it wouldn't feel like Dazai anymore. It wouldn't remind you of late nights at his flat, watching movies after heated moments and falling asleep in his arms.

The keys jiggle as you lock the door behind you. Maybe after months it was finally time to own up to the fact its over and you won't have Dazai in your life anymore.

Did someone say comfort food? You made hasty steps towards the bakery downtown, the workers there knew you by name, and your order was always the same.

Almost at the doors of the bakery, an all too familiar presence washed over you.

"Still wearing my shirt, Y/n?" His voice was serious, and just as smooth as you remember.

You couldn't move, it was like your whole body froze and you thoughts couldn't seem to formulate words.

"Y/n, I didn't mean to hurt you."

It seemed today was doomed to be full of tears as you came rolling down once more. The man you had loved for over a year stood behind you, no longer yours. Long gone was the warm feeling he provided just months before.

"You didn't mean to, but you did. And I'm not giving you a chance to do it again."

It hurt more than any words in the English language could explain, you could feel your heart in your chest feeling tight and in pain.

You ripped the shirt from your shoulders as you walked away from the cause of your heartbreak. This was a mistake.

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[goddamnitdazai]

Beyond The Hills| Fae!Dazai {fic}

Another Halloween short chosen by my patrons sorry its late i was at con halloween weekend. Read on AO3                                              fic below the cut

You had been warned. Over and over again. Spindly tree branches reach over each other, a cross-hatch of dark oak that covers any starlight that would have guided you back to your village. A cold wind unceasingly blows through your hair kissing your skin with a frigid touch. For a forest so dense there are no cries of birds or rustling of rabbits hopping through the grass. There are only whispers from shadows that are said to drive a person mad. Every man, woman, and child knew not to enter the woods beyond the hillside. If you had been smart about it you would have simply let the black fox make off with your sack of gold. However, it was all you had made that week and your pantry had more dust than food in it. The moment the fox ran to the forest you knew there was something amiss. A foolish mistake. Perhaps now that bare pantry didn’t matter so much. The bramble surrounding you is sharp. Running had scraped up your skirts and legs. Your feet were sore and bloody from the wool socks rubbing up the back of your ankles. When you collapsed you swore there was a path that led out of the woods, but as you take in your surroundings there is nothing but thorned bushes and lanky trees. “Is this what you’re looking for?” A voice cuts through the silence abruptly. You whip your head around, startled by the proximity of the voice’s owner you stumble backward knocking your elbow on a rock. Honey-hued eyes gleam back at you. They would be warm if the smile accompanying them wasn’t filled with sharp teeth. The creature, what you assume is a Fae by the pointed ears that ombre black at the tips, jingles a bag of gold. Your bag. “I--yes. I’m..sorry if I disturbed you. A fox stole it and I have no food--” Fae, from the tales of your childhood, were vicious creatures that killed humans without remorse. Beautiful and charming, they lure humans to their hollows for a feast. The fae holds a slim, pointed finger to your lips. “Ah ah,” he says voice creamy and warm, “I don’t bother with reasons, the fact of the matter is that you are here. Where you should not be.” He jingles the bag in his palm watching your every move. You could feel his gaze like a hot poker to your throat. “What comes to the forest on its own accord belongs to the forest.” The gold clanks in his hand again. “And I have no use for gold.” Before you can protest his hand is on your throat. His sharp teeth catch light from the single gleam of the moon cutting through the branches high above. “D-don’t eat me! Please!” You beg, trembling. The fae blinks curiously then begins to laugh. “I do not eat human flesh any longer, I prefer the taste of sweets.” He dips his nose down to the center of your throat. “You do smell of strawberry tarts don’t you?” Dirt shifts beneath your back as he puts more of his weight on your torso. “As I said, what enters the forest on its own accord belongs to the forest. If I don’t claim you now,’ his eyes flicker upwards. You follow his gaze breath freezing in your lungs as dozens of pairs of eyes gleam down from the branches. “An inhabitant not as friendly as I will take a bite.” 

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[infjsnightmare]

Wedding Aesthetics: Dazai

A/N: This was requested by @pompompurin1028 I think Dazai is definitely on the more non-traditional side of things. He wants his wedding to be less about the expectations people will have about the wedding and more about just celebrating the things he and his S/O love. He wouldn't want a huge fuss made about planning this or that, but he would absolutely want to be the one making the fuss over his S/O. This is a man who practices some vows in front of a mirror, but just ends up winging it at the alter pouring his entire heart out, while pretending he isn't tearing up. And he knows his S/O will do the same. I think he would pick sky blue as his wedding color, telling his S/O that they've opened up the sky for him.

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If his S/O is fem: He wants his S/O to be relaxed and confident in a dress that is uniquely her. I think he'd like something a little more casual, but wouldn't mind seeing some skin. Something his S/O can slip into and out of quite easily. Also something she can move and dance and run around with him in. He just wants her to feel like herself. If she isn't someone who is usually dolled up, then he doesn't want her to change her usual routine. He might like a little extra attention to his S/O hair so he can run his fingers through it and watch it move with her when they dance.

If his S/O is masc/Dazai's clothes: This man wants to wear matching outfits with his masc S/O, please just let him. He wants to feel like a unit, like the two of them are halves of one whole. Life makes sense with him by his side and he wants to show the world. Dazai would like his S/O to wear white with him. Dazai thinks he looks good in white and he wants to look attractive to his S/O on their wedding day. Dazai probably wouldn't get a suit that is too restricting or has too many layers since he wants to play around and have fun with his S/O. I think a nice button up and a suit vest would be his top pick, since he can also comfortably wear his bandages underneath. He would probably prefer to wear his normal trousers, but in matching colors with his S/O. He would also do that sideswept hairstyle(like in dead apple). Please, the man even showered for the occasion!

Bouqet/ Boutonniere: Dazai is tasking Kenji with handpicking the bouquet and boutonniere flowers. He thinks that the natural look of the wild flowers complements the wild look he sometimes sees in his S/O's eyes. He also thinks that hand-picked flowers have more meaning. He used to have enough money to buy what he wanted, so he would focus more on the things that can be hand-done for the wedding. He would go out on his own searching for blue wild flowers to add to the bouquet and boutonniere to make sure they match though.

The Rings: This boy is getting matching ring finger tattoos He would want wedding bands that have a design related to something the two of them really love. They would be different shapes according to what they each like, but the same thematically, so he feels like they belong together. He would never take it off. That ring is never getting washed. He would also constantly be trying the ring on before the wedding, savoring how it feels. When he is exchanging rings, he seems as smug and confident as ever, but his hand is trembling. If he ever sees his S/O without the ring on, he would probably be heartbroken, even though y'know, they're probably just cleaning it.

The Venue: He wants marry his S/O someplace that has a significant meaning to both of them. It doesn't matter if they met at the literal garbage dump or The Lupin and they hang out there for fun, he will have his wedding there if it means something to them. This man is done with the decorum of the world. His S/O is his world, so he wants to relive all those memories on his wedding day. There isn't any need for a large venue since it will be an intimate gathering of only those people most important to him and his S/O. He would at least put in the elbow grease to make sure that wherever he picked was up to his S/O standards appearance-wise. Dazai cleaning? Yeah, it's more likely than Kunikida thought.

Decorations: All the decorations are hand made and painted the same shade of sky blue. Dazai makes dates with his S/O out creating the decorations. He will use old, cleaned out sake bottles as vases and have his S/O paint little designs on them. He'll also make decorations out of photos of him and his S/O. He has a lot of chaotic energy, so some of these dates were at 2am when neither of them could sleep.

The Wedding Cake: The cake is half of a flavor he likes and half of a flavor his S/O likes since he wanted them both to like it. Taste matters far more than appearance to Dazai. He and his S/O hand-made the cake too. It is a far cry from professional, but he will pour his heart and soul into making it together. He kind of likens it to making a baby with his S/O since it is something they both created together. The decoration on it will be simple, since Dazai doesn't want it to look atrocious from using techniques that he and his S/O haven't mastered.

After the Wedding: Dazai thought for a very long time about where he would take his S/O, but they would probably never know that. Because where they end up going for their honeymoon is to their new shared apartment. Dazai made sure to take the week off from work and stock the apartment with enough snacks and video games and activities to last. He prepared a pillow fort in the living room with a mattress in the middle for them to sleep in. Not that they'll be doing much sleeping. And set up lots of candles to set an ambience. There's only one place in the world he wants to go, and that is home where his S/O is.

#dazaixreader #dazai bsd #wedding headcanons #dazai headcanons

[miumoou]

Not Alone Tonight ~ Chapter 8

Dazai X Reader 💞

After a long slow paced thirty minute walk we finally reached the place I called my second home which I shared with a couple of friends.

There was a total number of six of us with each having their own exclusive bedroom. We also had two shared bathrooms, one single toilet with a tiny sink and one large spacious kitchen with two well used coal black sofas and a TV monitor screen which was bought in by one of my friends from their own home.

As I reached out for my keys a wave of realisation hit me. I left the keys in my bedroom when I was rushing out to find Dazai.

"Oh!"

Dazai didn't say a word.

"I forgot the keys in my bedroom!" I exclaimed.

Dazai continued to stay silent.

"Ohhh what should we do! Maybe I'll message them but what if they are all asleep now? It is quite late....aghhh why did I leave them!"

Suddenly Dazai spoke up after being silent for awhile.

"[Y/N] over there"

Dazai's slender finger pointed at the blurry figure of a human through the door window which seemed to approach us closer and closer.

Then the door gently opened and I saw a familiar face. He was just a bare shadow a moment ago but now he had clear features. It was Luke.

His diamond blue eyes met mine. They were full of worry, fear and a slight hint of anger which was almost entirely hidden. His eyes were a little puffy which meant that he once again stayed up late last night probably drinking like he always does.

"[Y/N]? Did you forget your key? Why are you back so late? Everyone was worried!" He asked.

"Haha yeah I did...you know me Luke! I always forget things haha thanks for opening the door!"

"Yeah of course" his cheeks flushed similarly to the sunset I saw earlier. He always gets a little shy around me when I thank him which I find to be his sweetest trait.

"Your a real big help Luke! Like for real!" I gave him a wide happy smile as I lifted myself off the pathway into the house. I chucked my shoes to the side forgetting that Dazai was behind me. Once I realised that I did that in front of him I felt a surge of embrassment flood me.

"Wait" Luke stopped Dazai from entering.

"And who might you be?" He asked Dazai with an intense gaze.

"Oh well I'm-" I quickly cut halfway through Dazai's words like I cut through statements in Danganronpa games.

"Oh he is my friend! One of my old friends from school! He is just visiting [Insert where you live here]"

You see Luke can act quite overprotective and I'm not sure why. He woun't let me have a stranger over at my room but he'll let others do so which doesn't make sense?

So I had to make sure that he believed that Dazai was my good old friend. He can't know that Dazai is technically a stranger or should I say a fictional character which makes him sound even more suspicious!

"Oh your her friend yeah?"

Dazai gave Luke a slight nodd.

"Fine you can come in I suppose" his eyes wondered around the corridor until he met Dazai's chocolate brown eyes again. "Would you like to drink with me?"

"Drinking?? Why ask? Of course I would like to drink. Drinking is my hobby ~" he excitedly replied. Then he looked over at you and noticed your smile fade away.

"[Y/N] will you join us?"

"Oh well... I don't drink Dazai" I hesitantly responded..."I know that you love to drink so I woun't stop you but I woun't"

Dazai's eyes widened with shock.

"...you don't drink? But don't everyone?"

"Everyone but not me Dazai. I don't want to be like everyone. I'm not a big fan of drinking or the aftermath effects...and well you see I'm happy being sober" I smiled awkwardly back knowing that I'll probably be alone tonight in my room as Dazai will leave me to join Luke on a drinking game.

Dazai was silent for a moment. He looked like he was analysing the situation.

Then he turned back to face Luke.

"If [Y/N] woun't drink then neither will I...I don't want to make her feel left out after all that she has done for me. Sorry."

Luke's eyebrows rised. And his mouth line became straight like a ruler. His drinking proposal had never been declined like this. Everyone loves him and his drinking games. But now here he stood.

"Are you sure?? You see [Y/N] woun't mind..." Luke gave me a look which told me that I should say something.

"Dazai you don't have to...its ok you can enjoy yourself tonight you've had a long day!" I quickly faked a smile.

"No I woun't drink today as much as I would love to I can't make you feel uneasy." He firmly responded.

My [E/C] eyes glowed. I've been waiting for so long to hear someone say that they woun't drink. I know I shouldn't say this but seeing Luke like that makes me chuckle inside. Haha finally his drinking proposal got rejected! And I woun't be alone!

"Well then what shall we do [Y/N] chan? ~" he happily whistled.

"Oh yeah of course! What about you come to my room! You can leave your coat in my room and well you know..." I looked over at the pocket where the cotton white bandages were located.

"Sounds like a plan lead the way ~"

We walked passed Luke leaving him in his confused state and headed up the stairs to the second floor. We stopped at plain white door. A sign hanging with my name on it was almost sliding off the door handle.

"Here's my room"

I opened the door and let Dazai walk in first.

I closed and locked the door behind me to make sure that Luke woun't be able to enter or peek into my room. I also hurried to the window and closed it as well. My friends sometimes hang around in our small garden and I woudn't want them hearing our conversation. Then a thought just hit my head. I need to hide the bungo stray dogs manga and light novels! I quickly grabbed each book before Dazai could even have a chance to have a look and put them in a plastic bag which I found near the closet. I just need to keep an eye on this bag. I placed the bag inside my closet as he probably woun't look in there considering how private a girls closet can be.

Looking back at Dazai he was heavily examining my room. I could see his eyes linger from corner to corner as he walked around the small space.

Finally he came to a hult and spoke out.

"Your room is so lively. I like the use of blue in your room. Those posters with the hot air balloon with a bright blue sky, the blue double bed duvet with hummingbirds painted on it and the blue dinosaur plushie. It's very cute [Y/N]"

"Aha thank you! I tried to give my room a theme and in this case it's a light blue theme! The posters are of my favourite band BTS!"

"BTS?" he looked at me with a puzzled look.

"Oh haha of course you don't know them" I waved my right hand left to right.

Dazai sat on my soft bed trying to be extra careful to not mess anything up. He took off his coat, took the bandages out and placed the coat on a nearby chair.

"Hey Dazai let me help you!"

"Hmm?"

"Let me help you put on those bandages I know it must be tough doing it all by yourself all of the time and it's the least I could do for what you told me earlier!"

"Hmm sure [Y/N] why not"

I sat beside him and gently moved his left arm towards my lap. I took out the bandages and began cutting with the scissors which I grabbed before sitting down. Then I wrapped his left arm like a present. I did the same with the right arm.

"And I'm done!"

Dazai looked over at his arms "Haha thank you. You don't seem to be much of an expert tho! I've never seen anyone wrap bandages like this pfff" he laughed.

"Hey hey I know I'm not an expert but I tried!"

"I know but it's just" he coudn't stop laughing and smiling.

My eyes looked to the side I was so embarrassed. "Hey stop laughing!"

Then I grabbed my pillow and chucked it at his face.

"Oh your also feisty [Y/N]! ~" his arms waved around then he smirked I could almost imagine anime sparkles surrounding that face.

"You really are something Dazai!" I crossed my arms and huffed.

"Okay okay I'm sorry for laughing for real though thanks [Y/N] I haven't laughed that much in awhile~" he spoke out in a joyful tone.

"Fine fine I forgive you"

"You do??" Dazai got incredibly close to my face. His puppy eyes charmed me and I coudn't help but forgive him. I shyly nodded.

#dazai #dazaiosamu #osamudazai #bungostraydogs #bsd #bsd anime #bsdfanfic #dazaixreader #dazaixyou #dazai x reader #dazai x y/n #doublesuicide #romance #novel #lovestory #fanfiction #bungoustraysdogs #bungo stray dogs x reader #dazaibsd #lonely #sad #happy #therapy

[youcantdodoublesuicidealone]

Bsd Incorrect x reader name : Osamu Dazai x reader !

Name : movies night !

ADA incorrect bsd Masterlist!

Warning : fluff , suicide ( because it Dazai ) , crack ?,

A / N : happy Halloween everyone! ✨

Dazai : S/O ~

S / O : hmm? , what is it dazai ?

Dazai : I just wanna tell that I love you so much 🥺

S/ o : awww I love you to you suicide maniac (◞ ๑⑈௰⑈)

🎧~♫~♪~♫~♪~♫ ~♫~♪~♫~♪~♫

{ At Dazai apartment }

Dazai : [ Y / NNNNnNnNnN] give the knife

S / O : for the last time it’s a nooOo Osamu.

Dazai : But [ Y / NNnn]- channnnnnn~!  o(´д｀o)

S / O : shshsh let watch a movie you dummy 

Dazai : fine =3=

🎧~♫~♪~♫~♪~♫~♪

#bungou stray dogs x reader #dazaixreader #dazai osamu x reader #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs dazai

[dazaiscum]

[💔]One Last Goodbye

A/n note: Inspired by a Tik Tok i cant find 😭 tears were shed lol

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, break up, readers life is not daijobu. Thats it ig.

genre: Angst lmao

pairings: dazai/reader

‘one last sip’

you let yourself believe that and before you know it that one sip turned into 2, then one bottle, then several. 

‘how did it come to this?’

You didn't know, but perhaps you didn’t want to. Your eyes close shut before your hands move frantically to find your phone. Somehow in that situation with the little amount of consciousness you had left, your hands moved on their own, dialing a number you somehow managed not to forget.

Mind still hazy, half-lidded eyes, and body surrounded with empty bottles that used to contain alcohol, your hands pressed the green button right below the dial pad, doing something you promised yourself not to. You knew you were gonna get hurt again but you still did it. To hear his voice one last time, but that’s just what you think.

“Hello?” A voice rumbled from the other side of the phone and just by hearing it a smile presented itself on your face, your eyes started to water, vision blurry from your own tears.

“Dazai. Hi, it’s been so long. I’ve had a lot to drink too”

“It’s getting late. You should sleep”

Your heart crumbles at the lack of responsiveness, maybe he didn't care anymore. He didn’t have to. You didn't mean anything to him; even if you did at some point, it's not important anymore. Clearing your thought, you try and stop the waterworks before replying.

“Where are you? are you drunk?”

“I'm home. No, I didn’t drink tonight”

“Then I guess you’ll be the only one who’ll remember this conversation ever happened, huh?”

You let out a sad laugh, feeling nothing but pity for yourself. You're trying to hold onto a person who doesn't even want anything to do with you. God, you're just a huge mess, aren’t you? As your tears continue straining your face, you continue. 

“Well then, I have to say something. I miss you. so so much. C-can I come over?”

“No”

Right. you expected that, but it didn't stop your heart from crumbling. Your chest pained. It hurt. A lot. More than you could ever imagine.

“Please? I’ll even bring the crab gyoza you love so much. I’ll even take the taxi, just please”

“But we broke up. we....broke up. So, you don’t have to call me when you get home anymore. We...We’re over. Goodbye y/n. Please don’t call me anymore.”

This was it. It was over. this is what you got for loving someone who couldn’t be loved or didn’t think he could. This was what you got. After the one last sip, the one last phone call, the one last time to hear his voice, this was the one last goodbye.

#dazaixreader #dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #osamu dazai x reader #dazai x y/n #dazai x you #dazai osamu x y/n #dazai osamu x you #dazai angst #dazai osamu angst #osamu dazai angst #dazai x reader angst #osamu dazai x reader angst #dazai osamu x reader angst #bsd angst #bsd x reader angst #bsd x reader

[crispyapplesareinferior]

Fear | Dazai Osamu x Socially Anxious! Reader (Bungo Stray Dogs)

(Sorry, I'm writing about bsd quite a bit because? Imlove??? but feel free to send requests for other animes/one-shot concepts!! Also, I'm writing this in bed at midnight on my phone instead of my laptop out of laziness so apologies for typos I'm exhausted and will fix them tomorrow if there are any! ^^)

You walked into the crowded cafè, your heartbeat becoming louder with every step you took towards the line at the counter. You were out shopping for used books to read in your spare time and decided to get some coffee as a pick-me-up; unfortunately, the particular spot you had chosen to buy from was very popular, especially on weekends.

Once you got to the back of the line, you felt the blood rushing to your face and considered leaving. Two girls around your age had gotten in line behind you and were laughing loudly, blocking the exit. You decided you'd stay to get your drink rather than subject yourself to the painful situation that would inevitably ensue should you try to get out the door. It would likely go something like this: you'd turn around and say "excuse me" in your usual quiet, polite voice and, because they were busy talking with one another they wouldn't hear you. You'd then try to maneuver around them and accidentally bump into one of their shoulders, and the girls would either glare at you, laugh at you, or say something rude like "watch where you're going." Things always went this way, and while you knew it was mostly your fault for not speaking up and being assertive, part of you just wished people would be more aware and mindful of their surroundings in public.

Since you left your phone at home, you didn't have much to distract yourself with while waiting, other than the art of finding patterns in the floorboards. You liked to have something to fiddle with in situations like these so you didn't accidentally make eye contact with a stranger or engage in unnecessary interaction.

You saw the back of the person's shoes in front of you step forward out of view and you shuffled up a bit, grateful that the line was progressing. Wondering how many more orders there were before yours, you decided to glance up quickly. Instead of your gaze falling on the back of some stranger's heads, you directly met a pair of vibrant hazel eyes.

You felt more heat rise to your face and you quickly looked away, smiling amiably, glancing around aimlessly at anything but the man in front of you. You wished he would turn back around.

"Excuse me, miss! I don't mean to be too forward but you are positively angelic! I am truly blessed to be in the presence of such beauty, would you perhaps want to commit a double suicide with me?!" With this, he clasped his hands together as if in prayer and leaned closer to you, his mouth upturned into a beaming smile, awaiting a response.

"Er.. haha, what?" You laughed awkwardly, certain that your face was now the color of fresh strawberries. You'd never had such an odd encounter with someone before, and you weren't sure if this guy was crazy or...?

"Ah my apologies, I should at least introduce myself before I suggest an act of eternally-binding love. Dazai Osamu." Dazai extended his hand toward you, and you shook it hesitantly. You knew your palms were covered in cold sweat and you hated yourself for it, you couldn't help but think he probably found you unappealing now.

"Ah, my name is (y/n). Nice to me- et y- ou." You felt the air leave your throat in a distorted, constricted manner as it typically did when you felt overwhelmed. Talking to anyone, let alone a tall, handsome guy was immensely difficult. Again, you cursed yourself for being so stupid and felt a small wave of nervous laughter pass your lips.

Dazai took note of your anxious state and his brow furrowed slightly. He felt an odd desire to protect you.

"Hey, this line is taking quite a long time, hm? I know a much better place to get coffee, and it's a lot less crowded! Care to go, love?" After asking, he gestured back towards the doors, and you shook your head with a faint, jumbled 'ohmhmsurethankyou.'

Once you were back outside, you began to feel a bit better. The streets were expansive, so it was easy to avoid bumping into others. Dazai led you on a short trip to a new cafè wordlessly, and only once you finally sat down to drink your coffee did he ask you a question.

"You seemed a bit nervous back there, is everything okay?"

You finally looked up at him properly and took a second to appreciate the pleasantness of his appearance. His dark brown hair matched his eyes, which coordinated well with the tan dress coat he wore. The sun hit the jewel of his tie at such an angle that caused small, blue spots to flicker across the table as he shifted his body.

"Ah yeah, I'm alright, thank you. I just, don't do too well in crowded places, ahah.. I guess I'm pretty shy, you know.." You said this in a forced sort of tone, which Dazai must have seen through instantly given his retort.

"Hmmm.. I could be wrong, but I don't think 'shy' people have trouble breathing around strangers. Seems to me that you have social anxiety, no?" The man brought his coffee to his lips and was now watching the people across the street. You wondered if he was avoiding eye contact to make you more comfortable.

"I guess so.." you laughed nervously yet again, and went on, "I've tried all sorts of things to help it but I'm just not good with people. I don't let it prevent me from living my life or anything, so it's not that big a deal." You chewed on the side of your cheek, despising the silence.

Dazai said nothing, but he had a grin on his face and still was not looking at you.

"Funny you should ask about me though, I mean, apparently you want to kill yourself. That's a more, uh, prominent issue." You felt relieved when he finally turned his head back to you and spoke.

"Guess we're both problematic, huh? Meant to be? True love? Shall we face the despair of life together, dear (y/n)?" You laughed genuinely for the first time all day, feeling the knot of unease in your stomach begin to slowly unwind.

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #dazai #dazai osamu #fanfiction #reader insert #dazai x reader #dazaixreader #bsd x reader #socially anxious! reader #atsushi #bsd atsushi #kunikida doppo #bsd kunikida #ranposan #ranpoxreader #ranpo #edogawa ranpo #mafia dazai

[adaandportmafiaimagines]

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[Dazai Osamu X Hacker!Reader]

[Slight!Chuuya X Hacker!Reader]

Inspired by the Vocaloid song [ERROR], originally sung by Lily but Ritsu Namine made it popular. The translation is found here.

(Read: LONG chapter(s) [first chapter alone is 7 pages] ahead under ‘read more’ and endgame is Dazai because I can’t get enough of him)

Description

“Chuuya, Dazai… I’ve got a pleasant surprise for you…” The flaming red haired directed the two children to a room, filled with flashing lights and blank screens, “meet the upcoming mastermind of Port Mafia’s technology system… at a young age, she already understood and hacked into thousands of Japan’s advanced systems…” The two children squinted their eyes, bust able to see an outline of a small figure, motionless, as the third child sat on the chair, “children… meet [Surname] [Name].”

Can you see it? The tears in my eye  I'm blurred by the colours of life  What did you leave me?  Ask me - I'll collapse

 “Mommy…” The five year old child quietly directed her question at the older image of herself

“Yes darling…?” The said mother of the child softly looked at her daughter with sorrowful orbs

“Why… are they burying daddy?”

This simple question, this innocent and naive question made the old woman’s eyes water. Transparent droplets of liquid escaped their homes and slid softly down rosy cheeks.

“M-mommy! Why are you crying? A-are they doing something bad to daddy?” The little child panicked, “daddy still has work to do tomorrow… what if he’s late because he can’t get out? Daddy promised me to buy me that bunny plushie for my birthday! B-but he can’t do that because-because-”

The mother engulfed her daughter in a hug. Her salty eyes escaping some more from her closed eyes. How could she tell her innocent child that her father was killed? How could she tell her that he could never wake up? She knew that their jobs in the mafia would be risky, but never had she thought that one of them could loose a life…

How fragile human lives are…

What a merciless world this is…

Around 8 years later…

 The flaming red haired woman led the two boys zigzagging through the Port Mafia’s headquarters. Her strong strides never loosing rhythm as she explained that to both celebrate the future of Port Mafia two executives (they both were developing fantastically), and they need more children around their age to bond with, she decided to introduce them to yet another future mastermind.

The three walked into a room without any source of light bulbs, if it was not for the flashing tiny dots on both monitors and system/base units, along with screens, the place would be thrown in total darkness.

Endless amount of wires, thick and thin, snaked around the floor, overlapping with one another, though non were tangled, these wires were plugged into dozens of base units, almost as tall as Kouyou herself. Among the mess, in the middle of the room, the faint outline of a raised platform could be seen. Perhaps a desk?

“Ane-san,” Chuuya started, “who is that?”

He directed them to a leather chair, one fit for rotation, and if they squinted their eyes enough, an outline of a child could be seen.

“Might be a dummy Chuuya.” Dazai started, “or maybe a corpse.”

“Dazai,” Kouyou gently scolded, her equally red eyes narrowing, though her expression showed nothing but amusement, “you’re not really leaving a good first impression by saying that.”

“Sorry, sorry ane-san.” He sheepishly rubbed his head, though as if he just made a stupid blunder instead of deliberately mistaking someone for a corpse

“Now then… [Name]-chan, would you please introduce yourself to the future Port Mafia executives?”

The dark leather chair rotated sideways, so the child could face all three. From what little light was in the room at the time, Dazai could see that she wore a simple white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, her dark coloured skirt was wrinkled, though it flowed just above her knees along with an equally dark knee-high socks, her formal shoes were blended in the darkness so well that it might as well be nonexistent, her tie, unlike both Dazai and Chuuya, was so loosely tied that the knot ended up at her chest, as if she just slapped it on in the last second.

All in all, she looked nothing like Port mafia’s mastermind hacker Dazai had in mind.

Nor could he predict how painfully important the said girl could be in his future.

 Ahh… that was… the start huh…?

 Blue, red, and white are mixing  I'm shouting from this world 

What was I wishing for?  I was tired from chasing after it

 Years flown by like minutes after [Name] made friends with both Dazai and Chuuya. Perhaps, it was precisely because of how everyday was both so tiring and energetic that the days turned into months…

The two males never did get along as one might describe as ‘partners’, no, not the romantic one, but the one where they work together and go on dirty jobs. Even when Dazai was promoted and became the youngest Port Mafia executive, even when the much feared Soukoku was formed, while their teamwork spread despair among the Mafia employees, deeply rooted into their souls, on the other hand, their personalities could not conflict so much anymore.

It had become a common occurrence for the [hair colour] female to not-so-gently whack both red and brown on their head if they annoyed her too much.

In other words, every half hour then.

And [Name]?

She, like her honey-brown orbed male, developed quickly before (just like Kouyou predicted) becoming one of Port Mafia’s top hackers.

“Say [Name]-chan…” Dazai asked to the fifteen year old, as the tiniest (belated) celebration was held in Dazai’s apartment for him becoming an executive, “why did you become a hacker? Surely, someone with such high intelligence could become a well-respected government official where the highest protection could be given? But, that’s not to say Port Mafia lacks any protection…”

“Why ask Dazai?” She answered, sipping her favourite drink, her [eye colour] watched carefully at the ice in her drink

“Just curiosity. But, to be honest, you do not necessary have to tell me if you’re so seriously against it.”

“Dazai’s right,” Chuuya walked towards the two, and in an instant, the calming look on Dazai’s face morphed one of a scowl, Chuuya’s expression was almost an exact mirror image, [Name] however, just retained her pokerface, “you can tell me about it.”

“Oh? Who’s talking? I-is it a ghost? I can’t see anyone.”

“You-!”

[Name] sighed, she pondered to whether tell the story just to get them to not murder each other for a while. Ah well, there’s nothing wrong with a little bit of sharing one’s past eventhough one of them is an executive right?

That’s… what fr- no, no such words and meaning exists in Port Mafia.

“As you may know, I have an ability… dubbed, “The Sun Also Rises”… its power is similar to our only star – the Sun.” She held up her ice drink and activated her ability, the chunk of ice in her glass melted until it was no longer there, “I can manipulate heat with my entire body, which gives off light at the same time… that light could be used on solar panels to generate electricity.”

“… Which is why the laptop you carry has solar panels… so you could work without depending on electricity in an emergency…”

“Exactly correct Dazai. Now… as to why I became a hacker… my parents were in Port Mafia as well, and my mother was also an experienced hacker, my father, on the other hand, was one of the lowest ranking employees they have… as unlikely as it was, the two fell in love and… here I am.”

She took a mini break in her explanation by sipping her favourite drink, which now was disgustingly warm (no) thanks to her Gift. She made a disgusted face, throwing her tongue out. All Dazai could think of was how the normally expressionless female could made such an expression, it really was a valuable and rare moment.

Damn… such a nice change… he thought, she should express herself more…

“Then, father died… perished because of a bullet wound, which of course, was fatal… though he was one of the lowest members of the organisation, he was popular among the mafia as well… always looking out for people when he was on missions, which was partially why there were a lot of people at his funeral.”

Her once calm [eye colour] hardened, before continuing.

“However… the thing is… it was his day off, mother was in an important meeting with the executives and she took me along, of course, I wasn't present in the room, but outside, playing on a gaming device, while father was at home… resting as he got home late last night. However, several hours later someone broke the news to mother and I that father died.”

Silence, “At that time, I did not know what the word “died” meant, well, perhaps my parents wanted me to stray as far as Port Mafia as I could… huh? Well, guess that failed, I mean… look at me now. Anyhow, the thing is… though some amount of money was stolen, there was not a single sign of struggle at out house… besides, father would never be outdone by a simple burglar… which lead both I and mother to the conclusion of… someone purposely murdered him.”

“And so by doing technology-based work, and moving up the ranks using any means necessary, you could uncover the profiles along with autopsy and paperworks, some of these are not even revealed to the victim’s family.”

“Correct again Dazai… but to be honest… I guess I really had a thing for numbers and hacking… unlike humans, if you simply input a correct numerical formula and formula alike, the computer would do exactly what you told it to do… whereas humans would constant have their own minds… along with pure emotions as obstacles… but then, I guess I was lonely too as well, I mean, I used to think numbers were my friends, who would do anything I asked…”

“Ah, you’re so weird [Name]-chan~” in an instant, the teenager felt a harsh click on her forehead

“Wh-what was that for Idiot-zai?” She pouted, her free hand furiously rubbing the spot

“Oooooh, nice nickname for this right here!”

“Shut up little guy.”

“You-!”

“But [Name]-chan, if ‘friends’ is the wrong word for us, we’re your… well, we’re less than friends, but we’re something… ah, except for this right here… I don’t wanna be even acquaintances with him.”

“My thoughts exactly Dazai! You’re just a bandage-wasting-sorry-state-of-a-human!”

“Ehhh- but who was it that got promoted to an executive in this room I wonder~? Executives raise their hands~” Only a bandaged hand was in the air, “only me then~”

WHACK. WHACK.

“O-ouch… so harsh [Name]-chan…”

“C-couldn’t you be a little bit gentler next time [Name]-chan?”

“And here I thought I could go an hour without having to hit you two…” The only female muttered, deadpanning at the two’s over-dramatic responses, “but, shall we… have a toast?”

“To what?” The opal eyes questioned, though he raised his glass as Dazai did the same

“To… whatever this is.”

“Well… to our complicated relationship.” Dazai named

“To our relationship- wait, that sounded so wrong.”

“Hush Chuuya… to our relationship…”

“Cheers!” Three voices of different pitches simultaneously resonated throughout the Sun-kissed room.

[Name] then remembered something on the back of her mind. A wish made years ago…

-Flashback-

“Why do other children fear me so much?” The child, no bigger than ten questioned, compared to other kids her age, she doesn’t show a variety of emotions

“Is it… because of this so called “Gift”? Is my ability more of a curse…?”

She laid fresh flowers down on the gravestone, looking up at the midnight sky, thousands of bright jewels blinked down, compared to the endless expanding universe, she and her problems seems so small and insignificant.

“You said… on clear nights like this… you would always wish for something trivial and achievable, but you couldn’t bring up the courage to do it or the circumstances were vastly against you… you then explained to me that important wishes, no matter how impossible they seem, you would save those for comets…”

I wish for…

“Hey… would my selfish wish be granted? ... Please answer me… father!”

People to accept for who I am… people who would not be afraid of my position and intelligence… people who I would like to call… “friends”

-Flashback END-

 Dazai remembered that on that day, he wished to see [Name] smile… however impossible that sounds; he would be the one her vibrant smile would be directed to… though it sounds possessive, it was just a not-so-innocent teenage boy’s thoughts.

Is this what they call “love”?

Or is this what they call “friendship”?

Ahh… those were… peaceful days… tranquil days indeed…

 How much?

 Sitting in a certain Port Mafia’s office, with heaps of paper on the desk which hid the working member behind as another mastermind sat on a nearby chair, hurriedly clicking the buttons on her GBA[1] as if her life depended on it.

“[Name]-chan… maybe you should stop playing and work…” The red haired voiced his concern at the female.

Why? You ask. Partly to stop suspicions on how he got a female in his office, partly to stop people questioning her if they suddenly barged into his office, but mainly because with the way she was so absorbed in it, she reminded him of his oh-so-wonderful partner.

“Why? It’s a good game.”

Just like a certain bandage-wasting-human… “Say… did you hear about the legendary stolen sapphire-”

He stopped abruptly, gone the peaceful expression on her face, but replaced with partially between horror and anger.

“Sapphire… sapphire… Pokemon Sapphire… Kyogre just awakened by Archie, leader of Team Aqua and-”

“Wait, that was what made you ticked off with such a despising expression?!” Chuuya exclaimed, astounded how a simple game could cause his emotionless friend to be capable of such intense emotion.

“Chuuya, Kyogre wrecked my entire team… even with the usage of dozens of revives and both super and hyper potions… but then, it is a legendary, so what can you say?”

“I say stop playing such games or you’ll become intelligently declined like Dazai!”

She blinked at him. Her [eye colour gem] meeting opal before she resumed playing on her game, “It sounds as if… you’re almost jealous of Dazai.”

“Why-! I am more certainly not jealous of that!” He stomped to her form and yanked the game device out of her hands, “this is what I would love to do to him if it’s not for that blasted ability of his!”

Her GBA ruthlessly hit both ceiling and floor a few times before completely smashed into useless pieces because of Chuuya’s ability.

“Chuuya.”

“What?” He asked, still irritated. Him? Compared to that bandage-wasting-womanising-good-for-nothing-absolutely-useless-

“You are jealous.” She patted his shoulder, which tensed at the contact, before walking out of the room, not fazed at what just took place, “oh, and by the way, you own me a new GBA.”

 [1] – Let’s just say that the Dark era BSD universe is set in 2010s, thus it would be possible for reader to have Pokemon Sapphire as it was released in Japan in 2003.

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[erideight]

Bungou Stray Dogs x Reader - One Shots (en Wattpad) http://my.w.tt/UiNb/v5ibsUJGeA another one-shot book dedicated to the cute dorks of Bungou Stray Dogs c: • Requests are closed for now~

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[magenta-cat-drawingss]

A Routine With Dazai.

DazaiXReader

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*storm bringer spoiler*

This was inspired by the canon fact that Dazai actually lived in transporting containers when he was back in Port Mafia.

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plz this baby boy deserves all the love and affection in the worlds

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"You used to live in a WHAT??!"

We are currently sitting in the middle of the living room at Dazai's apartment after I was done with cleaning up his place since it was a total mess, while HE whines like a child because apparently: "y/n-chan...the cleaning can wait I feel like I'm dying every second without your affection..." This guy is like my clingy son more than a mature boyfriend. How lovely...

Also since he always skipped his meals, I made sure that I would always hand him over a perfect bento box filled with warm and healthy food that fits each time he decides to eat. like right after I finished cleaning and tidying up I made him a bowl full of crabs with rice and a sauce on top. no Sake since I want to get rid of his drinking habits.

After we are finished with that, I would brew some tea for both of us, sit on the floor in his living room, crossed-legged, right in front of each other, while sipping on our warm drinks.

all these things happen either in the afternoon in our day-offs or in the evening which is after the time we all filed up our work and head back to our dorms.

Like today.

Dazai and I have a daily routine in our work days which is: we head to the office, work on reports, or catching bad guys after we're done we head back either to mine or to his apartment usually end up at his because I know how messy and a pain in the butt his apartment can be, or sometimes we would stumble at Atsushi's place because apparently to Dazai he didn't have a good time with his sweet Atsushi.

Not that I'm bothered or anything, but the poor boy would apologize because he didn't get anything ready for our surprise visit, but I gotta admit-besides the fact that we put Atsushi in an awkward situation-i love sitting and talking with Atsushi especially Kyouka-chan, while Dazai annoys the poor boy I usually sit with Kyouka-chan talking about either about new recipes of food that we both learned or new techniques of sewing, or any kind of topic that would make her beautiful ocean eyes sparkle.

Sometimes we would all team up and make fun of Dazai who would be very pouty and flailing as if we took candy from a child "I can’t BELIEVE that the most amazing people in my life are hating on me! life is so cruel!!!" "oh, so you do admit that you love us?" "... never mind. I hate you all so much" we burst into laughter while he huffs and glares at us but I can see with the corner of my eyes that he is smiling with warm eyes.

After the goodbyes and goodnights, we start heading back to Dazai's apartment but he would stop midway in front of Kunikida-san's door, and you know what that means? Yup, big trouble, make it a double, will he get killed after this? most probably. Why did I date this guy again? I have no idea.

So he stood there like a saluted soldier while I was ahead of him three inches away, looking at him with the corner of my eyes. so I waited, and waited, until…

He took a very heavy deep breath and blew: "KUNIKIDA-KUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!~"

I braced myself from how loud that really sounded and how it most probably woke up the whole neighborhood. "I WISH YOU A GOOD NIGHT AND THANKS FOR YOUR HARD WORK!" he added

There was beat silence from the other side of the door. and oh, how embarrassing it would be if Kunikida-san wasn't actually home. I was about to drag Dazai away before he embarrasses us any further until I saw him leaned on the door and whispered: "also I just wanted to say that I was the one who dumped all the shredded paper and confetti in your locker"

At that, I saw Dazai start skipping while humming and walking past me before an angry blonde slammed the door open: "SO IT WAS YOU, YOU BASTARD!! I SHOULD'VE KNOWN! COME BACK HERE!" I sighed and leaned to a wall while Kunikida-san ran behind Dazai who was laughing out loud and echoing throughout the neighborhood. I really hope Kunikida-san doesn't hear my thoughts but seeing them running around like children is kinda cute.

I just have to wait...probably 20 minutes until the time is up to drag my dorky son back home. I glanced to the side, seeing Atsushi and Kyouka-chan peeking through their door. "they're back at it again," I chuckled.

Once the chaos was cooled down Kunikida-san returned while huffing so heavily from the lack of oxygen, we made eye contact, he straightened up, cleared his throat, and adjusted his glasses, and bowed: "I wish you a good night, y/n" he said "also..." he pointed behind him "...that bastard probably needs your help, after all, I did beat the shit out of him and uh..." he bowed again "my apologies if he's a handful, but please don't hesitate to snap his neck" I only giggled "that's okay Kunikida-san I'll make sure to give him an earful from his behavior, oh and uh I can make it up for you for what Dazai had done with your locker..?" Kunikida-san cut me off with a wave "I don't want to give you another task besides, dating that bandage wasting machine is probably an already heavy task" he sighed. "yeah, yeah you're right" I chuckled "and I wouldn't want it in another way" I said fondly.

Kunikida-san stared at me as if I'm crazy, but I could see his lips forming into a small smile. "well, as long as you are comfortable and my so-called partner is happy then..." he adjusted his glasses this time with a sincere smile" I support you both very much." I bowed at him before he disappeared behind his door.

I sighed once I remembered that I had a huge task on hand. and off I went to achieve it.

As I suspected it, I found him lying on the park's fresh green grass and covered with a pile of leaves. Probably some nearby children did this, who thought that he was dead or something. Once I got closer I leaned above him so we were now face to face. He probably felt my breath because he slowly started to open his eyes and smiled "did a beautiful angel finally decide to take from this miserable world of ours?" he said dramatically "I would gladly spread my arms for them!" at that he cupped my cheeks and gave me a peck on the nose.

I giggle at that ticklish sensation."Cmon Dazai it's getting late let's head back shall we?"

I straightened up and stretched out my arm for him to hold, to pull him up. he sat up crossed legs and looked at me with half-lidded eyes and a hint of sparkle and tilted his head to the side, in my point of view he looks like a lost and vulnerable child that I want to hug him so badly and never let go, but before cuddling important priorities come first.

He slowly raised his hands to hold mine, once I pulled him up he flopped on top of me and hugged me so tightly. "Yeah let's head back..." he mumbled. From the tone of his voice I can tell that he is exhausted and a hint of...sadness? I don't know and there's only one way to find out.

After the long trip to the dorms, and the heavyweight of Dazai clinging to me as if I would disappear, we finally made it to Dazai's place. Once we're inside we took off our shoes, well Dazai did. While I was still working on taking it off, I heard a thud on the wall, I panicked and scrambled my way to Dazai, and found him leaning on a wall while rubbing his eyes, with a low groan.

"Dazai?" I took cautious steps towards him as if not to scare him away "are you okay?" I started to rub his back in a soothing circular motion. "mngh...just tired from all the running and today was a long day after all" he replied softly. "well...before you go to bed, take a warm shower to soothe out any pain" I proposed and at the same time take off his trench coat. while I was folding his coat I added “do you...need anything else?"

He looked at me with a look of hesitation and fidgeting with his fingers “I uh..." he started to rub his neck “I was wondering...if you could...ah if you want to that is..." I tilted my head and looked at him patiently with a soft look. You have no idea how adorable it is when Dazai is trying to ask me to do something. ever since we started dating his body language became more relieved and less stiffness and stress. and the more days we spend with each other the more and more human he's becoming. of course I would let him act as childish as he wanted to since...he was a lost child with a hole in his heart back in Port Mafia. So no matter what I'll forever be patient with actions, besides what's the point of dating him if I'm not gonna treasure him? "...can you cook for me a bowl of crabs, please...?" he muttered in the last part.

A huge wave of growl filled the silence after he said that. We both blinked at each other because of the sudden sound. I burst out with laughter while he's laughing sheepishly."awww, someone is hungry" I cooed"do wanna eat that badly, dear?" I poked his tummy teasingly which made a tiny sound of a growl. I giggled at that.

He huffed and pouted while crossing his arms “do I really have to repeat myself?" I smiled at him and shook my head"go a take a bath, Dazai..." I raised up on my tiptoes because of ahem...height difference...and kissed him on the cheek, and after that, I started caressing it, it was warm and soft "...while I cook for you okay?" he holds onto my hand the one that's on his cheek like his life depends on it"...promise we'll have cuddles after this?" I giggled softly and linked our foreheads together "promise"

At that, he finally let go and padded his way to the bathroom, while I hung his coat and to the kitchen, I went. I tied up my hair and rolled up my sleeves and started to dart into the kitchen to gather the supplies that I needed. I decided to make a simple yet full content meal that would fill Dazai's stomach before heading to bed because this man barely eats a full meal every day.

While I started melting the frozen crabs, I heard the water of the shower start. After that, I decided to work on a simple sauce to fit with the crabs. After a few minutes of me stirring the sauce's ingredients, I heard the shower stop and a few more seconds later a certain brunette came out from the bathroom wearing gray trousers, and a navy blue sweater, and a towel around his neck.

I heard him, but I was too focused on what I was doing that I didn't feel the long and slender arms around my waist, and a face pressed on my shoulder. and a brown, fluffy, and wet mop tickling my cheek "Dazai!" I giggled at the sudden contact. “your hair is so wet! you'll catch a cold y'know!" I exclaimed, as I rotated around to face him, and his arms were still around me, he rested his chin on my chest while looking at me. I took the towel and aggressively yet gently dried his hair up, as I felt him tightening his grip around me. yup, something is definitely wrong with him. “hey...can you taste the sauce for me? I want to know if I should add more salt or something," I asked while still drying his hair. “it doesn't matter" he whispered "anything that is made y/n-chan is always good and delicious" I finished drying up his hair and placed back the towel around his shoulder which made his hair floof up. How adorable.

He fluttered his eyes open and looked at me for a second before he placed his ear exactly right at my heartbeat, and felt his body relaxed against mine. just like a cat. I hugged him back while burying my face onto his floofy hair and breathing in the smell of that fresh shampoo his, before saying: "can you let go? I really have to finish your food so I can change my clothes and cuddle, okay?" I whispered in his hair and finished that with a kiss on his head, he whined for a second but nevertheless he let go, and went into the living room with wobbly steps, and I got back to business.

After he's done eating his meal with a sparkle in his eyes. Every bite he would praise how good my cooking is. such a sweetheart.

We sat on the living room's floor crossed-legged right in front of each other while sipping down on our warm tea. Because I am the type who can't sleep without a warm drink before it. Also before we head to bed, I wanna make sure of something...

"Hey...Dazai?" I said while glancing up at him. He hummed as if he heard me, which is my cue for me to continue. “Why do you wanna cuddle so badly? I mean, more than usual that is, you kinda looked lost if I didn't at least give you a small amount of attention, or as if I might disappear all of sudden" I looked down at my cup smiling "and is not like I'm bothered or anything is just that these surprising small actions make me worry about you more"

After he heard me say that, he chuckled at that while the mug was still on his lips. "I guessed you would ask me that" he took another sip before continuing "well...if I have to be honest..." he smiled so genuinely at me, which warmed my face “ever since you entered my life y/n-chan..." he reached and cupped both of my cheeks and caressing it "I felt nothing but the warm and safe atmosphere which is something I never felt for a very long time after..." he trailed off while his eyes gave a distant look.

I already know what he's talking about, that's why I decided not to go deep into it, and open horrible wounds.

"I'm always thankful for waking up each day finding out that you are still there with me. laughing, holding hands, cuddling, and a homemade meal full of genuine love" he continued softly." which is again something I never had in a very, very long time" he ended that with a kiss on my forehead." so...thank you, y/n-chan for being patient with me, loving me and most importantly" this time he held both of my hands in front of our faces, foreheads connected"...accepting me for who I am" he said lovingly.

Before I knew it, warm tears were streaming down my cheeks, and couldn't help myself to push my lips onto his. He was surprised at first but returned it and held me close.

Once we backed away, I hugged him tightly "I will always love you no matter, you know that right?" I felt him tightening the embrace "now and forever, as long as we are both alive" at that I felt a warm breath on my neck wetness on my shirt and I decided not to talk about it.

After we finished our warm drinks and brushed our teeth, we headed straight to bed.

Usually, I will be the one who tucked underneath his chin, but now he is hugging my sides while resting his head underneath my chin. From the way he crashed himself on top of me I can tell how worn out he was. Likewise, when I started playing with his hair and scratching his scalp in a soothing way he melted.

Dazai's breathing pattern was like a lullaby to me, so eventually, I started dozing off until "yknow, y/n-chan I never told you this but sleeping in a humble apartment with someone I treasure the most is way better than dying" he said cheekily. I smacked him playfully on the shoulder." What did I say about death jokes?" this time resting my hand on his head" put that aside, what do you mean by ' a humble apartment' you were a Port Mafia executive didn't you live in a fancy, luxurious apartment or something?"

"Nah, I used to live in a transporting container," my hand stiffened. "w-what?" he looked up at me with sparkly eyes “yeah! I only had a bed and a fridge, stake out if I wanted to eat or probably an alcoholic drink to fill me up!" he said so proudly. but I was staring at him as if my soul left my body."y/n-chaaaaaan~ are you dead?" he started poking my cheeks "don't die on me when all I wanted was to cuddle"

Once I snapped out of it, I held both of his cheeks “you used to sleep in WHAT???!" he blinked several times as if am the crazy one between us.

"Oh god..." I hugged his face close to my heartbeat “you poor little thing, you must have been cold, a-and alone in that container" a whimpered at that feeling. no wonder Dazai had weird habits as an adult.

I felt his laugh vibrating through my body "nah don't worry I had friends who would drag me out from there to have some 'fun'" "and well...the past is in the past, and the present is something that would write your bright future" he looked at me with warm and soft look with that damn beautiful hazel honey-like eyes at me that made my breath hitch. "and it would be an honor to write a bright future with you"

My eyes widened at that but immediately turned into a loving gaze.

"And I won't mind sharing my future with you"

In the end, we both doze off to the world of dreams and hope. Dazai is right, you may not rewrite your past, but thinking about what lies ahead and what the future is holding is like having an endless dream, especially when you are discovering it with the ones you love the most.

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[killuwumi]

“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me attention.”

a/n this is another pinterest prompt until I have any other ideas or start writing longer fics! send in any requests you want, I’ll get around to them, and check my intro post for animes i’ll write for!

You would think that your loving, caring boyfriend would stop annoying you while you tried to do work because he ALSO had work to do, but oh how wrong you are. 

“Dazai please it has been an hour, when are you going to stop?” You whined at your boyfriend who sat next to you, poking your arm in the same spot. It was starting to hurt. “You’re the one who won’t give me any attention! I’m dying over here!” He moved dramatically, relieving you of the endless poking, but only for a moment. 

“No Dazai, if you were dying you wouldn’t be complaining so much.” Rolling your eyes at him as you get back to work, typing away on this new report. “Wow! My own girlfriend! Saying that I am complaining when she won’t give me any attention!” At this point the group in the office had tuned you both out, and were offering no assistance to your suffering. 

After another 30 minutes, you couldn’t take anymore. Pushing back your office chair and getting up to go to the bathroom. Dazai just stared at you as you walked away, dumbfounded that you dare leave him alone in this terrible office space. So he continued to do no work, and patiently await your return. 

You were only gone for 5 minutes and you returned to your desk covered in sticky notes from Dazai. “I missed you!” “Welcome back” “I love you!” “Don’t leave me :(” You couldn’t let but let out a small giggle as your boyfriend sat watching your reaction. It was everything he had hoped for. He loves your laugh, if it was the last thing he heard he would be able to die happy just like that. 

“Y/n gimmie attention!!” He begged and begged, until you finally gave in. He sat on the ground under your desk and nestled his head between your thighs. This was the usual solution to Dazai’s attention seeking. He would sit between your thighs and you would put one hand on his head to tangle your fingers in his hair. “I love you, y/n.” “I love you too Dazai, dummy.” 

While people in the ADA were left to question what the hell was going on, Dazai was in paradise. He liked the feeling of having your hand on his head and fingers in his hair, it was peaceful. As for you, it was a little harder to do work, but still possible, so this was a fine arrangement for you. Plus not that you would admit it at work, but you enjoyed Dazai’s antics and dumb tendencies. 

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