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bellodazai · 27 days
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18 19 AND 4 FOR THE SELFSHIP THING RRAAHHHHHH
4. spooning or one person laying their head on the other’s chest?
a mix of both!! dazai loves laying his head on my chest to hear the heartbeat <3 sooothes and calms him down a little bit when cuddling but in bed he often likes to spoon, there’s not a limb left untangled, legs are wrapped together and arms 😭 no escaping
18. cuddle in bed or need their space to sleep?
100% cuddle in bed, he gets all pouty in summer when he can’t cuddle because it’s too hot (he gets his way, i get guilt tripped)
19. gifting love letters/poems or gifting flowers?
dazai loves to gift love letters and I find small notes everywhere and he just happens to give them to my or i find them on the bad days <3. but i love to gift him flowers because he hasn’t received any before and he was shocked when it first happened <\3
from this prompt list <33
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lotus-pear · 9 months
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last words..
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fynori · 1 year
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duality
(based on this tweet)
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t4t-dazai · 11 months
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your honor, they're nb4nb
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zaisamoo · 1 day
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that one tiktok trend........ stop i still really love this song AAAAAAAHHHHSAJSJASANSDDKSL
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nhoirr · 5 months
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IM A BIG BOY NOW — ! Dazai Osamu. ✘ reader
!! Mentions of death , (reader is a year older than him.)
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PM!.Dazai Osamu was infamous during his Mafia days, but even he — was still a child.
To you, atleast; The oh-so notorious Demon Prodigy — they called was but a child in your hold, cradling him to your embrace when you soothe his wounds. Once suddenly turned into a regular occurrence, frequent visits and daily check-ups — you had a hint of growing suspicion that he was doing it on purpose, the growing wounds he had. But who were you to ask the man? For you were nothing but a nurse, this was nothing but a job in this line of work.
Oh, but to the man — Dazai Osamu, thought you were nothing less than an angel, pure bird who was caged within this dark world. Beneath the grassy plains where the sun could not reach, it felt like you — an angel from above, was not supposed to be in this cruel place; much so comparable to hell, when you belonged to the heavens above.
BUT THE INFAMOUS DEMON PRODIGY DID NOT COMPLAIN, FOR HE FOUND SOLACE WITHIN YOUR COMPANY — to the wings that nestled him close, akin to a mother bird protecting it's children from the world birthed his greed, the sin of desiring to possess something he couldn't have.
You gave the man the company he longed, the affections he never knew he began to crave long since your first meet — you were growing on him, more faster than he could count the days on his fingers. More so, he realized when he always seemed to seek you after a long day; It was then he realized that you were now closer to his heart than he could ever imagine, opening the doors to reveal all the weak parts through every cut and every wound — It came to the point that his blood, his every bleeding was for you. His home, his solace, the remedy to his pain.. and the love of his life.
PM!.Dazai Osamu had always dropped the signs, through measly symbolizations of his attachment to you — minor gifts and trinkets that meant his love, like a color of a rose that would represent an indirect professions of his growing affection for you, pure and untainted love — white roses he'd gift to you.
But nothing ever got through your thick skull, much to his frustration, to the point he almost — almost confessed it all to you out of annoyance from the long wait. However, the Demon Prodigy was no prodigy for no reason, he was no fool. He knew those eyes of yours that held warmth, beneath them lied nothing more than just kindness; Clearly different from his that burned for you like a blazing flame, his was love. While yours were nothing but tenderness, nothing more and nothing less than an expression you'd give when you gaze fondly at a CHILD.
BUT — The man longed for you like the sun, providing him the strength he needed, and the weakness he never asked for. Perhaps that was the reason why it started to burn him, the desire; GREED — burnt his fingertips the moment he begins to come too close, the warmth of your presence he began to have too much of — like a moth to a flame, but he lets himself turn into ashes, if it were for you; that was his weakness. (He always wished to die, if he were to die by your hands, it didn't seem like a bad idea at all for him.)
BUT OLD HABITS DIE HARD, for Dazai Osamu was born in the dark. To work amongst the darkest nights, tainted hands drenched in the blood of his foes — the highest sin to be committed, taking the life of another; a sin he could never turn from, but a burden he will carry till the end of his life. That is why, he could never be in the gaze of the sun, bathing within its light.
And perhaps that is why he one day disappears from your life, as fast as he came. You longed for him, for the memory of every time he'd gift you a flower to his visits — the moment when the roses once displayed within your humble office shed a petal for every passing day; innocent wonder to when he'd visit again, a sign of hope.. was nothing but NAIVETY. It was but a fleeting moment, the feelings of adoration was. Once beginning to show signs of rot, no longer seeing worth of getting another rose if it wasn't from him — Perhaps if time meant it, you could've reciprocated his feelings the same.
Oh, but you fell too late.
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ADA!.Dazai Osamu never forgot the time when the sun graced him of it's light — Not once. The memory imprinted in his mind like a symbol of his faithful devotion to you; He may have left the comfort of your embrace, but that would never hinder the love of your humble abode. The warmth you bring was never the same as the sun, after all.
But yes, like the prodigal son who journeys back to his roots — you will forever be the home he returns to. After all, OLD HABITS DIE HARD FOR THE OSAMU DAZAI.
So he comes back — its late at night and the sun is setting from the horizon when he knocks at your front door.
Theres a nervous sweat forming in his hands, from the way he grips the bouquet of roses in his fingertips that were beginning to turn white. He thinks for a moment if the timing was right, because there was no response from the other side.
But all his worries set aside the moment the door opens and he gets a whiff of that scent he missed long ago, the warmth that seeps into his veins mixing with his senses of his every breath — yes, the scent of home.
"Osamu?"—Your voice breaks him from his captivation; but instead, he feels his knees buckle the moment he meets your gaze — his heart stops beating for a moment, its getting hard to breathe as if you've got him on chokehold. It gives him everything to respond.
"Y/N," He whispers your name in breath — like he could finally breathe again, as if the name held so much weight in his heart. Carrying it for so long until it found it's owner once again — you.
You steal his words from his mouth before he could even speak, "Its been so long, you've grown taller." He notes that you looked—"Beautiful," He mutters it out his thoughts, but theres no shame in his expression. Oh, but in fact, he welcomes it as a start to the conversation, "—and you've become so beautiful, haven't you? Belladonna." He continues, offering you the bouquet in his hands and this time, you're the one speechless. (;;the wilted roses did seem to need a new replacement, perhaps a chance to let the seeds of love to grow too — this time.)
He takes your reaction as a sign when he begins to lean over, towering your smaller form with a smug expression. "DONT YOU THINK IM A BIG BOY NOW?"—And it seemed he never lost his silver tongue.
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Content written by nhoirr ! Dont copy please. <3 Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!
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pladoskif · 6 months
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red/blue ships are just:
unhinged crackhead x even worse unhinged crackhead who just knows how to hide his nature better
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aroacesigma · 8 months
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love how transgender bsd characters are despite not being about that At All
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exymybeloved · 11 days
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Chuuya: What the fuck is wrong with you??  Dazai: What? No good morning? :( Chuuya: Good morning, what the fuck is wrong with you??
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lovedazai · 1 month
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i- i found this fanart on pinterest and i audibly gasped and the FIRST person i thought needed to see this was you, my lovely 😫😫
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*EXTREMELY LOUD INCOMPREHENSIBLE NOISES*
MILKY !!!! ⸝⸝꩜_꩜⸝⸝ i literally moaned his face his hands HIS FINGERS !! unseen cropped out is me on my knees
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tomkittycat · 17 days
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ada as cats !! :3
(thank you to @cringefailloserman for pointing out atshushi’s ‘fuckass bob’)
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chuuya-fan-page · 8 months
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Why do people call SKK toxic? I have never understood it because they never meet any of the criteria. Are they at times rough with each other? Of course because they are literal criminals. Adjust your lens according to their surroundings and you will see that it is one of the least toxic ships. They have their own individuality and friend circles, they aren't codependent on each other and their main way of fighting/settling arguments is to play videogames/ have bets. They trust each other and know that the other person will be fine and when required are ready to jump in to help.
People also often point out the scene in Dead Apple where Chuuya punched Dazai and I saw it more of a "get back into your senses and start acting as the human I believe you to be" then the "you are not a human" punch.
Like why are they toxic please???
I don't think people actually know what toxic means. I made a whole rant about this on my analysis blog, but toxic doesn't just mean that there's conflict, and BSD relationships are so complicated that an all-encompassing label like "toxic" getting slapped on is so counterproductive.
In the wise words (/s) of me; you cannot apply real world standards onto a fictional relationship, especially when their universe is very different to ours. The BSD equivalent of WW1 took place 15 years ago for them, violence and death are norms within their society. If, for example, Atsushi and Akutagawa were regular people in our universe acting like that, it would be a problem, but they aren’t, so we can’t be viewing their relationship through our lenses.
The world of BSD is not black and white and neither are it's characters, and, consequentially; their relationships. Of course there are relationships within the series that are toxic and/or abusive, such as Akutagawa and Dazai's, there's no question about that, but it's still not so simple. There's many layers to each character and relationship within BSD, and if you only ever look at the surface, you just won't understand.
But in terms of Soukoku, they've only improved each other? Theirs is a relationship built on mutual trust and the constant presence of another, they push each other to be better and make positive changes for the other, they trust each other with their lives. There is no way Soukoku can be toxic in my eyes and it infuriates me to see people say that they are.
You are absolutely right about the Dead Apple scene in my opinion, and if I ever do some scene breakdowns that'll be one of the first that I do.
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lotus-pear · 9 months
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"feels like we could go on for forever this way.." (x)
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ceryulean · 1 year
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<33
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luneariann · 1 year
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A few doodles i did on my old tablet! You can guess the context LMAO
Also here have a bonus sketch of Aku
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vampoth-baby · 5 months
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Today I do ... baby Zai .. moodboard :3 + hcs
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• Please take care of the baby! When he is tiny it is easier to help him sleep and eat..
• He likes to feel small... pajamas and more comfortable loose clothes make him feel very good, and he feels lucky to be in them...
• Definitely a hello kitty fan...
• He walks on tiptoes 24/7...
• Is stimming like ... everytime. The lil hands are unstoppable.
• Loves cuddles... he loves kind gentle touches he's not used to, hugs, forehead/head kisses and all makes him feel like the tiniest little bean (he is)...
• He also loves to play with his hair, run his fingers through his hair and he loves to let "baba" play with it too.
"Look! Look what I can do! Look, 'ere! Mm!"
• Sensory issues.. squeezing, hugging the plushies everytime, all the time.
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