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#Yes I know Chuuya is a mafioso and kills people. No I don't think your personal issues justify you being a dick to other people I'm sorry.
sskk-manifesto · 20 days
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#I really like the “We're the bad guys' enemy” line. For someone I generally despise Dazai has all my favourite lines in this show…#Idk I can't really vibe with the unbalance that there is between s/kk.#Like when push comes to shove‚ Dazai has the power to keep Chuuya alive or let him die.#I understand why they make a compelling dynamic in their complexity‚ but it just doesn't do it for me.#I'm a little sad my opinion on them hasn't really changed since I watched the anime for the first time...#Also; I really can't vibe with Chuuya allowing Dazai to kill Q. Yes I know Chuuya cares about his comrades deeply.#Yes I know it can be interpreted as Chuuya seeing himself in Q as a living weapon and being disgusted by it#(though I honestly don't think that was intentional of the author).#Yes I know Chuuya is a mafioso and kills people. No I don't think your personal issues justify you being a dick to other people I'm sorry.#Back to my main annoyance with the episode: I must have already talked about this but I hate hate hate the narrative#“the mafia works for the city” “the mafia deeply loves the city too” it's so so sickening and insulting please stop I'm begging.#Please visit any actual city with a rooted mafia presence for once in your life (signed: someone whose hometown was destroyed by the mafia.#The writers really don't know what they're talking about and‚ politely‚ it's offensive.)#Also b/sd keeping being extremely nationalist with Mori (who's largely depicted unsimphatetically for the first part of the episode)–#bringing up western thinkers and subtly mocking Fukuzawa for not knowing them–#and Fukuzawa (the righteous man. the noble spirit and just soul in this episode and Mori's antithesis)–#stepping forward to say that he knows strategists from the east (because who else would he need?)#I don't know if it's meant to symbolize the conflict with an hostile and invading foreign power (the Guild).#But it does come across as. A very isolationist way of thinking.#I know it's subtle but it's really evident for me. And I didn't want to talk about this any further…#But by bringing actual examples of this I hope I can better explain why I think that b/sd holds nationalist views–#and that I'm not just making it up out of nowhere. Otherwise I fear I'd only come off as pettily hostile to b/sd in everything#That's it. I feel like I've been losing a lot of mutuals over my main recently due to not shutting up (sorry)#so I suppose it's only fair I lose them on here too pffttt.#Tune in next week for more bad takes#random rambles
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nejiverse · 2 years
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Heyy can you write how it would look when y/n met port mafia members by accident bc she burst into meeting room bc she didn’t know they had meeting in that moment (bc Mori didn’t told her he forgot)and y/n is Moris wife? She met Black lizard squad, Koyo, Chuya, Akutagawa and Higuchi. If you need something with Y/n ability her ability have something with singing.
AN ACCIDENTAL INTRUSION
Ougai Mori
a/n: of course! love this idea and i hope this is okay!! fem! reader
cw: kissing, that’s it
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"Ougai~", you sang as you trudged down the vast halls of the Port Mafia base.
After healing some mafioso's with your singing ability, you'd searched almost every room but you just couldn't find him. You hadn't seen him all day.
"Not in here either..", you sighed with a saddened look.
You continued your search for your husband, remembering a few rooms you hadn't checked yet.
You were about to pass yet another room with no signs of him, but you put your ear to the door, hearing Mori's voice. You couldn't make out what he was saying but you were assuming he was talking to Elise.
"Surprise!! Hope you didn't miss me too—", your voice was caught in your throat when you felt a sharp knife at your throat.
It was Gin's instincts. She didn't recognise you so she saw you as a threat.
"Stand down Gin!!", Mori waved his hands frantically around so Gin wouldn't...y'know, kill his wife.
Once she received these orders, she took a step back and you were finally able to breathe again.
"What's a woman like you doing here?", Koyo raised a brown while Chuuya huffed with his arms folded.
"Who gives a damn? Can we wrap up this meeting?", he tapped foot against the floor impatiently.
"You haven't told them, love?", you inquired as you approached Mori and snaked your arms around his neck from behind, planting a kiss on his cheek.
Chuuya blinked a few times and let your words sink in. "LOVE?!", he shouted.
"Yes. This is my wife...so please try not to kill her, I can't do anything right without her by my side", he sweat dropped as Gin had an apologetic look on her face.
"I forgive you. You were only trying to protect my fool of a husband who can't seem to protect himself", you sent a smile Gin's way and she nodded in acknowledgment.
"Don't you think you're being a bit harsh on me dear?", Mori frowned.
"No, not really", you responded as you approached Chuuya.
"Wow, you're really as short as they say huh", as you put a hand on your chin and leaned close to him, he let out a 'tsk' and turned his face away from you.
"I'm still growing!", he retorted. Seems you struck a nerve..
"That's what every short person says!", you laughed and patted his shoulder. It was relatively true, most short people tend to say that even when they’ve reached the end of puberty..
"Hey why's there a bandaid on your nose?", you asked Tachihara.
"Well uh—".
Comically sliding over to Hirotsu, you put out your hand for him to shake. "Name's Y/n! Nice to meet you", he obliged, saying it was nice to meet you too and shook your hand.
"Edgy, I like it", she smiled at Akutagawa. Said man just sat there like 👩‍🦲
"Woah!! You're so elegant", your eyes sparkled as you took Koyo's hands in yours. "Your hair, kimono, everything!!".
Koyo felt a confidence boost as she thanked you.
"You too!", you looked at Higuchi and she blushed. She didn't get compliments like that often. It really made her day.
You made your way back to your husband and sat sideways in his lap, cupping his cheeks.
"And you, you're my favourite one of all, absolutely breathtaking", you giggled as Mori held the hand you had on his cheek.
"How do you manage to make me fall in love with you all over again every single time?, he placed a kiss on your lips, both of you smiling into the kiss.
Chuuya patently gagged. “Eugh, cut that shit out”.
You faced the mafioso's around the table, eyes glaring at Chuuya.
"You have quite the tongue for someone so short”, you huffed with narrow eyes. Chuuya was a pretty snarky man.
“What did you just call me?—”, he was about to stand up but Koyo sent a warning look to him so he decided against it and folded his arms like a child.
“Anyway…let the meeting commence!”.
"Actually, we were just wrapping things up before you came", Mori responded.
"Oh. Then this meeting has come to a close!".
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heaven-s-black-box · 5 months
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Don't Let me Stop You- Shin Soukoku & Dazai
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Recovery date: January 28th, 2021
Description: Dazai speaks openly about his feelings in the hopes that shin soukoku will work a little better.
Notes: N/A
Word count: 602
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In a small back alley bar in Yokohama, sat two pairs of young men. With them, came a tense and quiet atmosphere of discomfort and slight animosity. The first pair was the legendary Soukoku and, the second, their successors. At least they hoped.
The two pairs sat at the bar, separated by an empty seat with a whiskey in front of it. Dazai and Chuuya were on the right, and Atsushi and Akutagawa to the left.
Both Atsushi and Akutagawa, being too young to actually drink, had water in whiskey glasses, while Chuuya absentmindedly swirled a red wine and Dazai played with the rim of his whiskey glass. 
“He would have liked you, both of you if he’d gotten to know you better Akutagawa,” Dazai hummed absentmindedly. His voice sounded far off, and no one was sure he knew he was speaking. “And Chuuya, he always said you were good for me, even if I didn’t realize it. That you’d become my reason for getting out of bed on the bad days… I think he wanted to thank you. He just thought it might be weird.”
“Who?” Atsushi asked quietly.
It felt weird to disturb the silence, and the almost dream-like atmosphere Dazai had created while speaking. But his curiosity was eating at him.
Dazai let out a soft huff like laugh, before nodding towards the empty chair and smiling. “An old friend. He told me to be on the side that saves people, save the weak and protect the orphaned… he wanted to be a novelist, and to live happily with the children he saved. A mafioso who didn’t kill, it still sounds so strange to say. Those aren’t two words you’d expect to hear in the same sentence.”
“Dazai-san, are you feeling okay?” Akutagawa asked, worried about his former mentor’s sudden… openness.
“My point is, he believed even someone like me could be redeemed. That someone who had no interest in redeeming themselves, and who had killed countless, could be redeemed simply by doing what was right. By saving people.” He paused, and took a sip of his drink. “I think that’s why I took Atsushi to the agency. Actually, I know that’s why I brought him to the agency. I was trying to be the person he thought I could be.”
Chuuya, who hadn’t said anything since they’d arrived, watched his partner out of the corner of his eye.
Dazai was not one to share his feelings unless he was absolutely hammered, and he most definitely was not. 
“But seeing you two together, seeing how you both see me, I don’t think I can be redeemed. Not entirely. So I won’t ask for forgiveness, not that I was ever planning to, and I won’t try to fix anything you don’t want fixed. But there needs to be a Soukoku, Yokohama needs Soukoku. So don’t let my actions, past and present, determine how your partnership turns out.”
Throwing back the rest of his drink, he set a few bills in front of the empty chair and stood up.
“Come on Chuuya, let’s leave them to talk.”
Chuuya followed his ex-partner, downing the last bit of his wine and catching up to Dazai by the stairs.
Together, the two stepped into the cool night, leaving their successors to talk out their issues.
“Hey,” Chuuya said, his voice unusually soft for talking to Dazai. “What was that?”
“Hm? Oh, I just told them what they needed to hear.”
“That you’re a shitty person?”
Dazai let out a soft laugh.
“That they deserve to live, and that yes… I am a shitty person.”
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