#just realized Dazai uses the word faithful

[ohhcinnybuns]

Dazai is such a gremlin, fr

Must be recalling his anthology twin

He’s so real though. Chuuya is hella pretty.

#bungou stray dogs #bsd dazai #skk #soukoku #bsd chuuya #bsd skk #Dazai is so real #maid Dazai and maid Chuuya #I love Dazai’s Lolita look #I love them in every form #even in maid form #maid cafe au where Dazai and Chuuya are your waitresses #they judge you heavily for being their patron 💀 #better yet they talk down to you like one of those degrading restaurants that you pay to be insulted at #bsd stormbringer #bsd stage play #just realized Dazai uses the word faithful #like is he thinking of proposing at sixteen????

[twst-om-lover]

Dazai x gn! reader x Fyodor fluffy thing

Notes; it gets suggestive once, but no smut happens because this is just a cute fluffy thingy. Dazai is just a little shit who loves to tease his partners. <3

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Dazai was a whiner, when he was bored he whined…incessantly. If y/n didn’t give him the proper amount of attention when he wanted it, he whined. If Fyodor and y/n found themselves working after nine, he whined and pulled them away from whatever they were doing. 

“Fyodorrrrrr” Dazai whined from the couch in Fyodor’s office. 

“Dazai, I will remove you if you don’t behave.”

“Fedya be nice.” y/n mumbled, too tired to realize just why Fyodor was threatening to kick Dazai out of the office as they worked on their story. “Hey Fedya, what’s an affectionate way to call someone ‘mouse’ in Russian? I know you told me but I can’t remember.”

“мышка.” Fyodor answered with a smirk. Dazai looked over with curiosity and a raised brow, prompting y/n to answer his unasked question. 

“The commissioner wants that stereotypical Russian man type for a love interest, which is dumb by the way. I hate writing stereotypes!” y/n cut themself off before leaning its head back and taking a deep breath, letting out a deep frustrated sigh. “I swear if they end up asking for a bear fighting scene I’m going to riot.” Dazai burst into a fit of giggles before devolving into cackling.

“Imagine Fedya trying to fight a bear!” He said, choking on his laughter. 

“Well that wouldn’t end well.”

“For him or the bear?” Dazai teased.

“Both, and us. Fedya would be dead, the bear would have a shit meal, and we’d be down a boyfriend.”

“It seems you have no faith in my abilities to survive a bear, how heartbreaking, Angel.” Fyodor said with a sad tone, but smirking all the while.

“You’re anemic, babes.” y/n teased back, knowing Fyodor well enough by now to know he was fucking with them. “I also think that Dazai and I would lose against a bear.” y/n said returning back to typing, they needed to finish before nine. Dazai may be terrible at self care, but god damn was he strict about when y/n and Fyodor disconnected from whatever they were working on. He even used to hide Fyodor’s files.

y/n paused, looking between Dazai and Fyodor for the moment, both wanting to continue working on the commission, and being so tired that they just wanted to cuddle with Dazai on the couch while the two of them waited for Fyodor to finish for the night. 

“C’mon.” Dazai said, now standing next to where y/n sat, grabbing their wrist and tugging gently for them to get up. “Up Angel, I can tell you’re exhausted.” Was he really teasing Fyodor right now? He cupped y/n’s cheek gently pulling them in by the waist and holding them close. “Sleepy little angel, come let's cuddle before the big bad demon tries to join us.” He said before looking to Fyodor to stick out his tongue. 

Fyodor just waved the two of them off as he went back to typing 

“I will join you two promptly at nine, as agreed.” He glanced over his many monitors to meet Dazai’s eyes. “Do not try to tempt me with your words of sin.”  y/n immediately bursts into a fit of giggles, falling into Dazai’s chest as they try to hold themself up.

“W-  words of sin! hahaha! Fedya, it's just cuddles!” y/n said, interrupting themself with giggling. Dazai then put a hand on their ass and squeezed.

“Yeah, Demon Fyodor, if I wanted to tempt you I would have put our little Angel in your lap.” He says, smirking before moving and picking y/n up, holding them by the thighs. “We’ll be in the bed when you’re ready to join us, dearest demon.” y/n whined at being picked up, resting their head on Dazai’s shoulder, and then yawned.

“G’night Fedya…I love you.” They mumbled sleepily into Dazai’s neck, just loud enough to be heard as Dazai carried them out of the office. They whined when Dazai put them down and didn’t stay, only kissing their forehead and walking off. They tried to stay awake but ended up falling asleep waiting for Dazai.

y/n woke up again to find Fyodor tucked behind them, spooning them with his face tucked against their neck, and Dazai tucked against their front, their head resting on his arm, and their face tucked into his chest. 

“Ngh…” y/n grumbles sleepily, nuzzling into Dazai’s chest.

“Welcome back ‘donna, Fedya and I decided on sushi for dinner, I ordered your usual. It should be here in around ten.” Dazai mumbled, keeping quiet as Fyodor was still sleeping. 

“Mhm.” y/n hummed in agreement before flipping over, tucking their head under Fyodor’s chin and pressing a soft kiss to his chest,

“How cruel, belladonna! Abandoning me like this, cold and snuggle-less!”

“Keep your voice down…an’ I’ve been snuggling you this whole time, Fedya’s cooler, you and I are both heaters … ‘was too warm.” y/n mumbled, doing their best to speak softly, as to not wake Fyodor. 

“So rude and mean to me.” Dazai teases, leaning forward to kiss the crown of y/n’s head, and gets out of bed. “I’ll be back soon to get you both. Food should be here.”

It was weird, having Dazai taking care of the two of them, when he met y/n he had been depressed and living in an apartment covered in instant ramen and crab chips trash, and yet here he was taking control and care of them. It was strange, but nice. y/n enjoyed the care that Fyodor and Dazai gave them. Of course he was still depressed, but his severe episodes were significantly less often and Fyodor and y/n took care of him on those days.

Dazai returned, shaking Fyodor and y/n awake gently.

“Wakey wakey! Dinner is on the table, go wash up.” He said, and y/n and Fyodor sleepily complied with the order. y/n splashed cold water on their face and looked up in the mirror, seeing Fyodor next to them using the other sink to wash up as well, and catching Dazai in the mirror setting out plates and smaller dishes for dinner.

y/n loved this, it was always so nice to see the two of them being domestic and not fighting for their jobs. y/n smiled as Fyodor placed a kiss on their forehead and walked off to go eat. y/n joined them at the table, they never wanted this softness and sweetness to end.

#BSD x reader #bsd fluff #fyodor fluff #dazai fluff #dazai x reader x fyodor #Fyozai x reader #bsd x gn reader #Dazai x reader #fyodor x reader #fyodor x gn reader #Dazai x gn reader #Fyodor x reader x dazai

[dazais-guardian-angel]

Dazai truly has become Oda in every way imaginable now. :’ ) the final words he gives to Sigma are the exact same words Oda gives to Dazai in the original scene Asagiri wrote for the end of the Dark Era stage play, 後は頼んだよ, “I will leave the rest to you.”

And I really love the progression of the way his eyes look in this chapter, and how Sigma is allowed to have this moment of questioning and rebelling against all the faith Dazai had naturally been leading him to place in him up to this point, which is what I hoped would happen. He’s been confused ever since Dazai first chose him, and everything he’s ever known about how everyone sees/treats him turned upside down by Dazai’s words and actions, and just when he’s finally started to feel like he’s found some hope and lowered his guard, Dazai pulls him back underwater, instantly reinforcing all of Sigma’s trust issues and reinforcing that he should never believe in anyone, because (he thinks) everyone lives to manipulate other people. Dazai’s dark eyes here reinforce that, too, and the other panels around this point where they look white and hollow and demonic, all like Fyodor’s. He appears like an evil, looming force pulling him back under, trying to kill him, when Sigma is so close to the freedom of the air he desperately wants (aka free from pain, which is what he’s been seeking his whole life).

But then Dazai makes this face, and the first one I posted above, and Sigma understands, even without words, that Dazai doesn’t have evil intent: on the contrary, he actually is bound and determined to save his life -- and the light in his eyes comes out through this determination and kindness, arguably the most light we’ve ever seen his eyes have in the entire manga (in the “I leave the rest to you” panel too). The “No” could be Dazai wordlessly telling him to not leave the water, but my first assumption was that it was Sigma telling himself no, stopping his own train of thought about Dazai being the same as Fyodor and someone he shouldn’t have trusted -- he soon realizes why Dazai stopped him, and that he’s still going to try to save him, that he wasn’t wrong about him, and it’s all because Dazai’s earnest expressions get through to him.

And it’s just so heartwarming to see how far Dazai has come. :’ ) He tried so hard to save Sigma (doing the most physical action we’ve ever seen him do, really), did his best to be reassuring and comforting to him afterwards, and then reaffirmed his promise to ensure he escaped Meursault alive, his final words to Sigma echoing Oda’s and his last action being to save an orphan, just like Oda did in his last moments. Obviously Dazai isn’t actually going to die, he’ll be saved somehow, but I do think as of right now he really does think this is the end for him, and that he didn’t foresee the elevator dropping -- he was examining the wires a few chapters ago because he thought he might need to know how to open the doors in case Fyodor pulled an uno reverse, hence why he looks more annoyed than shocked when the water starts, but here, when the drop collision sequence is initiated, he looks genuinely shook in comparison. There’d be no reason for him to give the thumbs up if he knew more danger was on the way, either; that’d just be cruel. No, I don’t think he saw this coming, and it’s important that that turns out to be the case: it’s important that he spent what he believes to have been his last moments saving someone like Oda wanted for him, and doing what Oda would have done in the same situation. That doesn’t mean that it’s okay that Dazai throws his life away so easily, and cares so little for his own safety; he still has a long way to go in that regard. But it’s still so beautiful to see how much he’s changed, and how much he’s truly begun to embody Oda and his legacy; the fact that he messed up and miscalculated, because Dazai isn’t infallible, but in turn didn’t hesitate to use his last moments to save Sigma. Oda would be so proud for everything he did here. :’ ) 💖

There are a lot of options for how Dazai will be saved, and by who, but personally I hope (and I kind of expect) that Sigma chooses to not give up on him and ultimately plays a role in saving his life, to return the favor and repay him for his kindness. Not only would it be a beautiful way to initiate Sigma’s ADA entrance exam as people have said, but it would bring the Dazai > Atsushi > Sigma chain full circle: Dazai saved Atsushi at the start of the series, allowing him to (spiritually) save Sigma at sky casino thanks to the growth fostered in him by Dazai, and now finally, Sigma could potentially save Dazai thanks to Atsushi kickstarting his own growth (and Dazai continuing it). Fyodor is overly cocky right now and so tunnel-visioned on killing Dazai, it’s possible that he has no idea that Sigma managed to escape the elevator and is now a wild card; even if Sigma doesn’t go as far as killing Fyodor himself (which I don’t want, tbh; that’s endgame stuff arcs down the line and imo Nikolai and Dazai should be the ones involved with that), he could throw a wrench in the jailbreak duel, and help Dazai and Chuuya get out alive. It would be poetic, and only fitting, for Fyodor to underestimate and be outdone by the kind of person Dazai told him is the strongest in chapter 77 -- a self-proclaimed “ordinary man” -- who could only have the strength to take such action thanks to the chain of kindness that Oda originally started. 💖

#bungou stray dogs #bsd 106.5 #meta #this chapter was literally everything i could have wanted i am SO EMOTIONAL #I WILL NEVER BE OVER IT #ASAGIRI GIVING ME LITERALLY EVERYTHING I EVER COULD HAVE WANTED #DAZAI HAS GROWN SOOOO MUCH HE'S BECOME SO MUCH LIKE ODA I COULDN'T BE MORE PROUD 😭😭😭💖💖💖 #as soon as i saw that big panel of his face i was like........ he looks like oda......... ASAGIRI I SEE YOUUUUUU #AND THE FINAL WORDS #I SEE YOUUUUUUUUUU #ISTG IF DAZAI THINKS ABOUT ODA WHEN HE THINKS HE'S GONNA DIE BEFORE HE GETS SAVED I WILL SPONTANEOUSLY COMBUST #ASAGIRI PLEASE THIS IS THE PERFECT OPPORTUNITY I WILL CRYYYYYYY 😭🥺🥹💖 #Dazai was so much like Oda here and Sigma looked just like Atsushi in that one panel DONT TOUCH MEEEE #THIS WHOLE CHAPTER WAS SO PERFECT #I NEED SIGMA TO SAVE HIM NOW #the longest chapter we've gotten in AGES and it was a banger god bless #tbh i really needed this after season 4 lmao i needed a reminder of why i love this series so much :''''') something to soothe my rage #asagiri saw my bitterness at anime sigma and was like 'here u go babe i got your sigma and dazai and oda feast' #probably means next month will be short again and a pov change lmao 🥲💔 #gonna enjoy this while it lasts #anyway i was really happy to see that moment of Sigma getting mad even if it didn't last long (and for a beautiful reason) #because he Deserved that #(because that's what i wrote in my fic and i feel vindicated now even if that wasn't the main focus of this chapter looool oops-)

[sigmadolos]

@nonhumen​​ said: " i said i would get you out alive. "  a calm voice replies from the elevator as sigma is kicked to the safety of solid ground. dazai's eyes are bright, a smile of content on his face as the elevator plunges down.  " i'll leave the rest to you. "  (give me the sigma commentary PLS)

   Was this how he died? Falling. He supposed that was how it was set from the beginning, wasn’t it? The angel with broken wings, plunging to the ground below. Like a modern Icarus, where height and ocean both sought to kill. But there would only be the hard ground to meet him. And there would be nothing of him. The world already thought he was dead other than those inside this prison. What difference did it make where an angel fell? He still fell.

   What?

   His eyes widen when he hears the calm voice in his ear. Impossibly calm considering what all was happening. What did that mea-

   Sigma suddenly feels the force from Dazai that sends him hurling out of the cage. Maybe his wings aren’t shattered beyond uselessness, because he feels himself fly for a moment and hit hard, but dry!, ground. But there is no Dazai that follows. Only haunting words and an even more haunting expression. Why was he smiling like that?

   “  DAZAI !  “  The name shreds his throat as he screams before he can even realize he has, and he scrambles to peer over the edge. Surely Dazai has a plan, right? The elevator will stop any second, and Dazai will crawl out and laugh at his expression. Because that is just something Dazai would do, like the lunatic and genius he was. And then Sigma would......what? Smack him? Hug him? Both, most likely.

   But the elevator doesn’t stop. It plunges into the darkness below to his horror until he can only hear the grating of metal as it freefalls. He holds his breath, but there is nothing. No miracle that appears. This prison is where miracles die in silence. Unanswered and unheard. But...surely...?

“  I’ll leave the rest to you.  “

   Water drips from Sigma’s hair as he stares into the abyss below. 

   “  Why?  “  It’s a hushed, weak whisper into the darkness as his hands clench the edge of the platform while he hangs his head. Dazai shouldn’t have. He should have left Sigma behind and saved himself. Hadn’t Sigma just proved he wasn’t useful? He would have died there if it wasn’t for Dazai. Why was Dazai putting so much faith in him? He’d done nothing to deserve that or earn that faith. He wasn’t a genius, he wasn’t powerful. He’d FAILED. So why-?

The answer comes with a shocking clarity.

   “  I said I would get you out alive.  “

   SIgma’s lips tremble slightly as the thought sinks in. Yes, Dazai had said that. But...Sigma hadn’t thought he’d actually MEANT it. Maybe alive until his usefulness (whatever THAT was) had ran out. No further. Sigma was already prepared to die inside these walls, nameless and forgotten by the rest of the world. Dazai had no reason to keep his word. He had no OBLIGATION to. If Sigma died, no one would be any the wiser. They all thought he was dead as it was. If anything, he was a burden to Dazai. And Dazai had....saved him? Because of some silly little words? Words that Sigma hadn’t even believed, because so many people had said such promising words to him in the past only to use and discard and abandon him. He expected Dazai to be yet another one of those people.

   But he hadn’t.

   He’d kept his word.

    ..........He hadn’t even asked anything of Sigma. It wasn’t a deal. It wasn’t sigma’s life for his ability or doing a certain specified task. Dazai had just...kept his word because he’d said it. The realization stuns Sigma, horror and grief given pause in the face of such shock. No one....had ever done that.... 

   It hurts. His heart feels like it’s being eaten alive and shredded by the cruel teeth of beasts. Fyodor.....Nikolai.....and now Dazai too. Funny how just hours ago he’d have happily done anything asked against him, because Dazai was the enemy. But who was enemy and ally had changed and blurred and twisted beyond recognition. His heart bled with emotions - but there was an unexpected blade of loss. As infuriating as Dazai had been at times....He’d also saved Sigma several times. He’d been there for him. He’d sacrificed more useful tools just to, what,  save Sigma? Someone he didn’t even know. Someone who was by all accounts the enemy.

   Dazai was a genius. What good would Sigma do? He wasn’t even the target but would it cease now or would he still be a wounded bird trying to escape cat claws?

“  I’ll leave the rest to you.  “

   His chest hurts, each breath of precious oxygen helping but also making the pain harder to swallow. 

   “  Okay.  “  Sigma speaks softly into the silent darkness, his voice trembling slightly as he leans back and stands up from the edge.  “  Okay.  I’ll take care of the rest.  “  What, exactly, the rest was, Sigma had no idea. But he wasn’t going to waste this opportunity. Dazai had saved him at his own cost, and sitting here was doing nothing for either of them beyond wasting time and the chance Dazai gave him.  Sigma wasn’t Fyodor, and he wasn’t Dazai. He had to at least try though. At least if he died, it was fighting tooth and claw. Maybe it wouldn’t be enough, but he could say he tried.

   Sigma lingers a moment, swallowing the lump in his throat before turning way to walk down the hallway.  I said I would get you out alive. I’ll leave the rest to you. Words that Sigma sank his claws into and tucked under his ribcage, close to his heart as he moved forwards.

#nonhumen #THIS UH THIS GOT LONG #BUT WE HAD MANY THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS #aND IM NOT OKAY #SIGMA SITTING HERE IN SHOCK AND SORROW AND CONFUSION #BUT HE GOTTA GET UP #HE'S GOTTA KEEP GOING!! #sad though that..... #he genuinely does think it was a mistake on Dazai's part #that he should be the one in the elevator not dazai #ic || the angel of the aerial casino

[setsunaseshi]

Hello. I hope that you accept requests. Can I ask for headcannons about how Mori Ogai, Fukuzawa Yukichi, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, Ivan Goncharov (you can remove him if there are a lot of characters) are jealous of their s/o? How does their jealousy manifest itself? Please.

a/n: yes I love taking requests!! And to anyone who hasn’t read my part one, you can find dazai, Chuuya, and Fyodor jealous of their s/o hcs, here! Also I didn’t proofread so if there’s a spelling mistake shh

Mori Ogai

He is a little baby.

He’s a little male wife.

He would get jealous of the smallest things. From you not spending enough time with him to even going to work. Anytime away from him makes him jealous.

And he makes sure you know that

He’s not annoying. But he’s winey.

And he never shuts up about missing you

The pm would get so annoyed that they considered putting out a search warrant for you (can’t blame them. I’d do the same to get that man to shut up 😪)

He’ll respect your space but make it clear whenever he misses you (aka all the time)

“Y/n how come you haven’t come to see me! Don’t you miss me and want to spend time together?”

And he’ll spoil you rotten until you give him the attention he wants

He’ll send you gifts, get lunch delivered to your work, call you, etc…

He’ll even go so far as to call up your boss requesting for you to have some time off because you’re ‘not feeling well’ (I mean no complaints. Who doesn’t love a day off)

Simp

I can imagine him getting you caught up in his little schemes so he can play the knight and shining armor

He would hope for you to never leave his side after that. You would.

Oh and once you get into his sight of line, prepare to be absolutely smothered

“Oh how I’ve missed you my dear y/n! Life wasn’t the same without you. How could I go on living without you by my side. It just wasn’t the same

Like damn the world doesn’t revolve around you Mori

But this sudden attention always comes from a place of love which he’s always happy to express his feelings for you

Fukuzawa

He normally doesn’t get jealous but when he does, he acts like a lonely puppy

He’s subtle about it but his feelings are strong

He’ll try and cling onto you more hoping you notice and give him all the love in the world

He also will express his wanting for you with small surprises such as your favorite snacks and food

Unlike mori (thank god) he’s not nearly as expressive as a way to respect your privacy

He’s gentle, calm, and patient!

But patience can only last so long

He’d probably ask rampo or Yosano to spy on you and see what you’re up to

But it would be out of concern and missing you

Prepare to get little voice messages from him

“I just wanted to let you know that I miss you and hope you’re having a good day. I look forward to seeing you soon I hope!”

How could you say no to such an adorable message like that 🥺

He may sulk a bit too

But that’s kinda cute

He would be the type to slip his hand under the desks/table just to hold hand with you

Shibusawa

My man is a little dramatic bitch

Well sort of. Let me explain:

His jealousy would be a cycle. Starting with an internal cycle of “what’s wrong with me, what am I feeling”

And then spending way too much time in his head figuring out emotions

Once he realizes that it’s jealousy he would be in denial.

Like the five stages of grief!

He would fight these emotions, suppress them, and argue with them (for such a genius he has a very low emotional iq)

Constantly he would bicker with himself over this matter and the whole time you’d be standing there like ayo bro you ok? You doing ok over there?

He is not ok.

And somehow his over the top showdown with his own emotions would make such a scene that his s/o’s concern for him would cure his jealousy!

You��d show your concern and by giving him that attention, his jealousy is no more

Of corse this cocky bastard would be like “aha so bickering with my emotions did solve the problem!”

Bro chill

Give this man some of my adderall god damn

Of corse this behavior would warrant a question as to what’s going on

And in his moment of genius, he would be like “oh nothing” with a smirk, hiding the fact that he feels like he won a Nobel prize or some shit over this

Once he came down from this new kind of high, he would spend a bit more time with you

Maybe planning dinner dates or coming to give you a hug!

Look I may have written him to be over the top, BUT YOU CAN SEE THIS HAPPENING TOO RIGHT

Ivan Goncharov

Surprisingly he doesn’t get very jealous!

He has faith and trust in his s/o, enough where this feeling hardly arises

But when it does…

Oh boy get ready…

It’s like a mix of mori, fukuzawa, and shibizawa.

That is not good.

Look I don’t think he would turn into a stalker or anything but he definitely would noticeably spend wayyy more time with you

Like ‘coincidentally’ your schedules just happen to look almost identical

He would hope for you to notice this sudden approach but if he gets too impatient, he has no shame!

He will make it clear as water that he wants you, your love, and your attention

He would go out of his way to make your life easier and clear all of your to do’s so that you’ll be able to have free time

And what would he want you to do with that free time?

Well he’ll constantly BEG for you

“Y/n darling, may you come over? Or shall I come to you”

I know he would be all fancy and use big words he doesn’t know the meaning of

Anything to impress his beloved y/n

#bsd x reader #mori x reader #mori ogai #ivan goncharov #fukuzawa x reader #bungou stray dogs fukuzawa #bungou stray dogs x you #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd x y/n #bsd headcanons #bsd #bsd fanfic #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #fyodor x y/n #fyodor x you #fyodor x reader #dazai x reader #dazai x y/n #chuuya x y/n #chuuya x you #chuuya x reader

[misa-chans-world]

hi can i request headcanons of atsushi falling for gn reader

and he just kinda realizes it in the middle of doing something at work and has a mini freak out because he doesn't know what to do lol

A/n: Thank you so much for the request! I'm sorry I took time, I tend to take longer for characters other than Chuuya~ I hope this is okay, I'm not used to writing Atsushi ehe

Falling for you (Atsushi x gn!reader)

Word Count: 224

Warnings: None

Okay so Atsushi was on a mission (duh) with Akutagawa to defeat an enemy common to the PM and ADA

When Atsushi began losing the little confidence he had in himself, Akutagawa lectured him (again)

“You have friends, you have people who want you, and you don’t appreciate that. You’ve such a powerful gift and yet you fail to understand its limits and zeniths. There can’t possibly be a more disgusting person in the universe.”

That got Atsushi thinking

Did he have friends? Dazai counted as a friend, didn’t he?

Did anyone want him? Dazai didn’t always act that way now, did he?

It was then that it clicked in his mind

He had you

You were his usual partner for missions and made a rather excellent team. Unlike most people, you had faith in Atsushi and were always there by his side to keep him going.

Atsushi realized that Akutagawa was right, he had to appreciate it

“I can’t let y/n down,” he says to himself softly.

“Y/n?” Akutagawa apparently overheard him say.

“Someone special,” he says after a few seconds of silence. “Let’s go, we’ve got some butts to kick.”

“Is this really you?” Akutagawa is s h o o k.

Once the mission is successfully completed, Atsushi rushes to the Agency to meet you. He decides to confess <3

#atsushi x reader #atsushi x you #atsushi nakajima #atsushi #bsd #bsd x reader #bsd x you #bsd headcanons #bungou stray dogs x you #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs

[viridwns]

Can't help but fall in love with you.

Time: present

Paring: Chuuya x f!reader

Characters: Chuuya nakahara, Dazai osamu, Mori ōgai, Fukuzawa yukichi from BSD

Warnings: none ig.

Request from: @trixiegalaxy . I hope you are happy with this!

You were just looking for a job. A simple job.

You really went from being a secretary with mountains of paperwork your boss left you to being in the middle of a truce meeting.

"No illusions this time fukuzawa?"

"It's a truce meeting right? I don't see the use of using my members ability."

You really didn't want to be here. What were you even thinking! The job that you were offered after just moving into this city was to perfect to be true. You knew something was up, but you still accepted it anyway.

When you were asked to come to an important meeting by Dazai, you didn't think any of it. I mean maybe you had to take notes or something. So ofcourse being the good subordinate you were, you said yes.

Curse this handsome looking man. If only you had listened to your guts when he asked you to join him for a double suicide.

You tugged at Dazai's arm wanting to know why in the hell he brought you here. "What the actual fuck Dazai" you whispered at him a frown setteling upon your face. He looked at you with a grin and winked. Wanting nothing more to bash his head in a voice interrupted your thoughts.

"I can see you brought someone new. I've never seen her face here before."

You looked at the mafia boss. He was smiling at you.

Gulping down the lump in your throat you tried to look as brave as possible. Standing up straight with your chin up.

"She's our new secretary. Thought i'd bring her with us for some experience." You heard Dazai say.

Only Dazai, fukuzawa and you were here. On the other side you could see the mafia boss, a man with no eyebrows? And a short, but intimidating man with a fedora.

Yeah you didn't want to get caught up into this.

"I'm gonna quit the next opportunity i get" you muttered. Regretting not listening to your mother to stay in the little village and not moving to the city.

"Knowing you Dazai, she isn't just a secretary. Just tell us what her ability is."

Wait what?

"Hah?" You said without realizing.

First of all how did Dazai know about your ability. Second of all how could it be of any use here?

"Ah you caught me. She indeed has an ability. Up to you to figure it out."

Dazai said, his famous grin plastered on his face.

"Cut the crap mackerel. This is a truce meeting. Stop this shitty act and just tell us why she's here." The man with the fedora stept forward. His gloved hand pointing at you.

Honestly you don't even know anymore why you were here.

"Can we just set our agreement. My schedule is busy and the only way we can stop (bad guy name) is if we work together."

Your boss spoke up. Looking tired as usual.

"Sorry, but it seems like your hiding something from us. Are you going to attack us when we turn around hm?"

The mafia boss looked at him with an amusing smile.

"Stop this nonsense Mori. Just agree to the plan. You know it's the best thing to do."

"Fine. Tomorrow at midnight i'll send Chuuya and you'll send Dazai. Deal?"

"Deal."

----

Why the fuck.

wHY THE FUCKING FUCK WERE YOU HERE.

That chuuya guy and Dazai were supposed to be going on a mission together.

so why in the hell were you here waiting infront of a shed at 12 AM with Dazai at your side.

Simple answer: you fell for his tricks again.

"Isn't the sky pretty y/n."

"Say one more word and i'll make you regret using me for my ability."

An angry scowl was placed on your features as Dazai pouted.

"Ah come one y/n-kun don't be so mean."

You snapped your head to the right to face him.

"Oh i'm mean? You literally send me here to join you for a suicide mission. I'm only going to be dead weight anyway!"

He chuckled

"Oh don't worry, you're going to be a great help for this mission."

Giving him a confused look, you were about to say something when a voice interrupted you.

"And can i ask why she is here?"

You looked to the left to see Chuuya standing there with a hand on his hip.

"Why is everyone so irritated this night. Well i wouldn't expect less from Chuuya, but you are never irritated y/n."

"For everything there's a first time." You said with a sigh.

This was going to be a long night.

"Just shut up you mackerel. I'm not in the mood for your shit."

Chuuya walked closer to the two of you. He was intimidating as ever, but gosh did he have anger issues.

Dazai tried to open his mouth, but knowing him and his passion for annoying people you interrupted him.

"If we go left from here, we'll eventually see the base of the enemy. There's a way in from the left side of the building without being seen. It's our best shot to sneak in."

You finished looking at the two men.

You could see Chuuya staring at you with a certain look in his eyes.

"Is there something on my face?" You asked, your hands wiping your face.

It looked like you suprised him by the sudden startled look on his face.

"N-no Let's just go. The sooner we start, the faster we finish."

Chuuya walked past the two of you. Cursing something under his breath. You could swear you saw a light pink covering his cheeks.

----

"Where the fuck did that maniac go?!"

You sat on the ground covering your ears with your hands. Not wanting to listen to Chuuya's whines anymore.

It all happenend so fast. The three of you broke into the enemy's base and found a good hiding spot, but somehow the three of you got caught. Chuuya and you ran, thinking Dazai was right behind you two, but when you locked yourselves into a lab, he was gone.

Looking at the furious ginger you tried to calm him down.

"It's Dazai we're talking about. C'mon have some faith in your partner."

You smiled lightly, but it soon faded as you were met with an angry scowl.

"He was my partner. I can't even believe he brought you."

He pinched the bridge of his nose.

You didn't know either why he brought you, but he could be atleast a bit nicer about it.

"Well i'm sorry for being here, but thanks to me we could break into this place. Also can you just calm your tits. Your behavior isn't helping the situation."

You stood up to look him in his eyes. Your smile being replaced with a more serious look.

"I-." He tried to say something, but instead moved to the other side of the room.

"You're such a nausionce."

Knowing if you would pick a fight with him now nothing good would come out of it.

"I know, now let's find a way out."

Looking around the room, you could only find some medical suplies and some samples of God knows what.

Chuuya began helping you after sulking for a bit in the corner. He checked all the cabinets and only found food and more medical supplies.

"I found nothing, you?"

You asked the man while sitting down on the large dental like chair in the middle of the room.

"Nothing useful no."

Chuuya leaned at the wall infront of you.

"Going outside is also not an option. There are cameras outside the door. So they'll know our location immediately."

You let out a frustrated sigh. Massaging your temples.

"God i'm so stupid. I should've paid more attention to our location."

The man infront of you scoffed.

"Not going to disagree with you on the first thing, but you couldn't have known where we were and we were all in a state of panic. It makes you forget things."

Being a little shocked that he also could be nice, i mean he did call you stupid indirectly, but the words he said did make you feel better.

"Thanks Chuuya. That means allot to me." You said to him smiling.

"Yeah yeah whatever." The pink hue could be seen again on his cheeks as he looked away.

Giggling softly at his flustered state.

"What are you laughing at brat?!"

Ah there was the angry chihuahua again.

"Nothing, just you."

"You bi-."

Chuuya was cut off by voices on the other side of the door. You jumped of your chair looking at Chuuya with a panicked expression.

He motioned to the closet and you nodded your head. Quickly moving over to the closet, you and Chuuya squeezed yourselves in.

The space was cramped, but it was the only solution for now. Knowing that Chuuya's ability would make to much of a commotion.

Feeling Chuuya's warm breath on your lips, you now noticed how short he actually was. His head not coming above your nose. It was adorable really.

He also smelled like wine, but it wasn't smelly or something. It was quite a pleasant smell and not to mention very attractive.

Blushing at your thoughts you looked up.

'Omg why am i thinking this now. He's so attractive- NO Y/N FOCUSE.' you internally screamed.

"This door is locked kiri, maybe the intruders are in here."

A soft rattling noise was heard and the door knob moved a little.

"Damn i don't got the keys. Let me go get them."

You heart footsteps leave the door, but you knew someone else was waiting infront of it.

Suddenly you could feel a light bulb just pop above your head. You had a plan, but you didn't know if it would work.

"Shit what do we do." You could hear Chuuya mutter.

"I might have an idea." You whispered.

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"Are you crazy?! You can't just do that y/n!" Chuuya whisper yelled.

You were putting on one of the labcoats hanging in the closet. Your other clothes were in Chuuya's hands.

You were wearing your hair loose with a skintight labcoat flaunting every curve of your body.

"It's the only plan right now. And with my ability it is almost guaranteed it will work." You whispered back. You hated this plan as much as he did, but it was your only chance. And you felt sexy as fuck right now.

"I got them!." You heard a man's voice say. Footsteps getting closer. "Took you long enough, now open the door."

"Jeez okay fine."

"There is no time Chuuya." You said closing the closet doors. You could see Chuuya trying to protest, but he gave up.

Scurrying over to one of the counters pretending you were organizing something the door opened.

You heart starting to beat faster and your hands shaking. 'Calm down y/n. You got this you sexy motherfucker'. Your breathing slowed a little and a voice was heard from the doorway.

"Hey you! Put your hands up!"

You looked up to see two men in trenchcoats with guns pointing at you.

"What's this commotion all about gentleman? I'm just trying to do my job here."

You raised your hands and slowly walked over to the men.

"Stay still! Tell me your name."

Stopping your movements you bit your lip.

"My name is..." should you tell them you're real name? Or just make one up.

"Go on woman, we don't have all night."

Slightly annoyed by his tone, you decided to use your own name.

"L/n, y/n l/n." You said

"Never heard of you. Have you?" The man turned to his colleague.

"No, take her in custody."

Panicking internally, you needed to come up with a lie right now! Your ability won't work unless the men touch you.

"I uhmm. I was waiting for one of the men. He hired me for some private time. If you know what i mean." You winked at the two men. Hoping they would buy your lie.

You could see them blushing slightly.

"Who hired you?"

"Dunno. We do these things anonymous."

You walked over to the chair and slowly crawled on it. Trying to nonegelantly show your ass.

"Hey i said don't move!"

The second man said. Coming closer to you.

"Okay, okay calm down." You sat down and put your hands infront of you.

"I'm just here, because he still got 30 minutes left. Rules from my boss. Can't go away till the time is up." You shrugged and flipped your hair. Leaning on your knee with the other hand.

You really had to stop yourself from cringing.

"Well i got to ask you to leave ma'am." The first guys said, putting his gun down and walking over to you.

"Fine, but if you get a call from my boss, don't blame me."

"Ofcourse. You are just doing you're job." The second guy said with a blush on his face.

'Ugh men.'

"You have to lead me the way tho. The other guy insisted on blind folding me." You seductively bite your lip and winked again.

"Of- ofcourse come with us please."

The second guy cleared his throat and offered his hand. Smiling you took his hand and hopped of the chair.

'Now the other guy.'

'Accidentally' stumbling you fell into the first dudes arms, causing him to catch you.

"Oh shit. Clumsy me. Can't even walk properly."

You gave out a short laugh and the guy brushed his jacket.

"It's okay. Now come o-."

Not being able to finish his sentence, he fell to the ground. His partner following him.

"Yeah that's right you two go to sleep. I'll find my way out from here."

Chuckling at your own humor you snatched their guns.

"Wait how-."

Chuuya stepped out of the closet a blush on his cheeks and a confused expression.

Standing up straight you walked over to him and picked up your clothes from his hands.

"It's my ability  'sweet dreams'. If i touch the person and whisper 'sweet dreams' in the next 5 minutes. The person or persons will fall into a coma. They'll wake up when i fall asleep or when i forget i put them to sleep. So i have to keep thinking about them."

You finished off with a smile. Putting your own shirt on again.

"I can see now why Dazai brought you." He said with a slight smirk on his face.

"It isn't all that fancy and i never really used it before."

"Why come you never joined the port mafia or hell even the ADA."

You sighed a little.

"Well it could be a useful ability, but i don't want to be a hero or villian or other shit. I'm happy as i am now."

Chuuya looks at you with a soft expression.

"That's a shame. Would've loved to see you in action more. Or hell even fight against you."

He looked away from you. His hand behind his head. You laughed a little.

"I would absolutely demolish your ass." You said, crossing your arms with a triumph look on your face.

"Hah you wish princess. You won't be able to even come near me!"

You blushed at the sudden nickname. Your hands falling to your side.

"W-we'll see." You cursed yourself for stuttering.

He walked passed you to the door. Whispering something in you ear.

"I wouldn't mind seeing you try to seduce me like the two men you seduced just now."

Your ears felt hot and you were sure you looked like a tomato right now. Chuuya walked out the door and you just stood there. Coming out of your shocked state you ran out the door to slap him. "Come here you asshole." You whisper yelled. Chuuya almost dying from laughter shushed you. "We don't want the enemy to find us now. Do we. Otherwise you have to put on that outfit again."

Smacking him on the back of his head. You couldn't wait to get this mission done.

----

"Ah what a night. Good thing you guys saved me back there. They were cruel!"

The brunette man was stretching his limbs.

It was 5 in the morning and Chuuya and you were finally able to take the boss out (well Chuuya did that part while you freed Dazai.)

"Oh shut up you damn piece of shit. Thanks to you it took us the whole night to finish this job and most of all you brought y/n in unnecessary danger."

"Hey it's okay. I'm fine. Luckily we all are. Let's just head home go to sleep and go back to enemies in the morning." You quickly said walking inbetween the two men.

Dazai yawned.

"Sounds like a great plan y/n! Altough i thought you were gonna quit the job."

You put your hands around Dazais arm.

"Nah can't do that after such an adventure now can i?"

You and Dazai chuckled while Chuuya just sighed.

"Get a room jeez." He said annoyed.

"Ah c'mon Chuuya. We make a great team! I can't wait for the next truce." You said rather excited for this hour.

Coming at the end of the forest you knew you had to say your goodbye's to the men.

"Well y/n i wish you a pleasant night and i'll see you at work again. Chuuya i hope you get hit by a car."

Dazai smiled and turned around to walk away.

You laughed and waved him goodbye.

"That fucker." Chuuya muttered holding up his middle finger.

"Ah come on Chuuya. He may not show it, but i know he sees you as a friend."

"Pff sure in your dreams."

Sighing you face palmed yourself.

"Well i guess this is it then. Goodnight Chuuya."

You knew it was wrong. He was your enemy and you had to put your feelings aside, but you couldn't stop yourself. You never had so much fun in your whole life and to be frank, you didn't want the night to end here yet.

You kissed him on the cheek and turned around.

"Thank you for this wonderful, but crazy ass night." You gave a sad smile. Although he couldn't see it.

Suddenly you felt someone grab you wrist. Spinning you around. You were met with a flustered Chuuya his eyes fixated on the ground.

Standing there in an awkward silence for a few seconds, he finally spoke up.

"Look. I worked with many people before, but i never had so much fun with someone. And-" he became quiet for a bit. Taking a deep breath he continued: " and i never felt like this before. You give me this warm feeling and i hate it, but i can't get enought of it. When i first saw you at the meeting i just knew you were different. So please let's not end this night just yet."

He tilted his head to look at you a serious expression on his face.

"Chuuya-."

Your voice was cut of when a pair of warm lips crashed your own. They were rough, but soft at the same time. Being a little stunned you forgot to kiss back. Chuuya pulled away again taking a step back.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know what came over me."

This time you shushed him and kissed him back. His arms finding a way on your hips and your arms grabbing his hair to deepen the kiss.

After a few seconds you both pulled away, out of breath. Your fourheads touching eachother and your noses brushing eachother.

"That was- wow."

You said with a small smile.

Chuuya chuckled lightly.

"I won't go easy on you now if we meet again y/n."

"Oh i'm counting on it."

You grinned. Wanting to make this night last longer. He pulled you in for a kiss again and you let him. Nothing making you happier as you are right now.

Little did you two forbidden lovers know that a brunette man was staring contently as his assumptions were right.

----

Sorry it took so long :,)

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[soukokuwu]

I just binge-read all your writing, you're a gift to this fandom! Thank you for doing what you do. How about a scenario for Dazai when the ADA's trying to track down a criminal and he realizes too late that the criminal's targeting his s/o, who as far as he knows has no fighting ability whatsoever, and sent a group of thugs after her. He rushes off to her thinking it's too late, but when he arrives he sees that she killed them all with just a knife? (She's actually a super trained fighter.) ILY!

It's the anon with the request about Dazai finding that his s/o killed the group of thugs sent to kill her. I'm sorry - I should have clarified this earlier, but she's not just a really trained fighter, she's also used to killing so she's super calm about it. Once again, thank you!

➥ genre: fluff

➥ pairing: dazai x reader

➥ warning: very slight gore

➥ word count: 1.5k

➥ a/n: this took a while i’m so sorry i hope you’re still here 😿 & thank you so much for your kind words!! hope you like this anony ily~

Takes two to tango

Rarely is Dazai Osamu ever surprised. It almost never happens. And yet, you are once again the anomaly.

The sight in front of him is that of a bloody massacre. Blood splattered against the brick walls of the alley, barely a spot spared from the red liquid is the grey concrete road below your feet. What people would consider a horrific sight, Dazai considers absolutely beautiful.

A sight to behold — that you are.

There, atop the pile of unsightly bodies, all still and lifeless, you stand like an absolute beauty — or so it seems to Dazai. Your hair in a ponytail still flowing in the breeze, a sheen of sweat glistening your face and the look of utter effortlessness painted on your features.

“You’re a fucking monster!”

Ah, the last remaining survivor of the enemy organisation.

Dazai could very well step out of the shadows and reveal himself, save you the trouble of having to dispose of the man, but he is curious. He wants to see just what his lover is capable of doing to this one. He only made it in time to see the others already dead — he wants to admire the process behind your work.

It’s much like a child discovering a new toy — no, finding out their existing plaything has features they didn’t know existed. Dazai is amazed, interested, entranced by you as you move to the man’s side in an instant, the blade of your dagger swiftly slashing across the pale flesh of his neck with expert precision, right before he drops to the ground, contributing to the red pool of blood staining the floor.

Can you see him in the shadows? No, you don’t need to see him. You already know he’s there, don’t you? Someone with that much skill, that much knife work — he doubts that your senses would equal that of an ordinary civilian’s. But still he waits, testing you, wanting to know just how good you are.

Just how did this slip past him? How has he never realised it before?

And as you turn back, your eyes meet his. He doesn’t see the normal warmth behind them anymore — not this time. This time, he sees only vacancy; a void of emotions, something he’s used to seeing, not in other people but only in the mirror.

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They say that eyes are the windows to your soul.

Dazai doesn’t believe it. Not one bit. Especially now that he’s seen you assassinate someone with his very own eyes. But it takes him back to that day. That first day he met you. Not because they look exactly the same, but because they look the exact opposite.

It was what captured his attention in the first place; the way they smiled, how they twinkled in the orange of the sunset as they locked with his. And yet, mixed in with the vibrancy is something that Dazai couldn’t quite place — a darkness or a void.

Maybe that’s why he’s attracted to you, why he felt on edge around you. It’s not like how he would usually feel around others, most of his time being spent around members of the agency where their records are squeaky clean and out in the open. It’s easy to find out about everyone. Everyone but you.

The two of you tread around the subject like you were dancing a tango. Whether it was good or bad was debatable. Dazai would lead, asking vague questions first, in hopes to just ease you into the harder ones. But you always answer in a way that doesn’t give anything away. Still in harmony, but never completely in-sync. These conversations were always a vibrant and playful dance between the two of you; he was always on his toes.

A certain part of him knows that he got together with you because of that mystery. It intrigued him that much; how elusive you are. He didn’t notice though, how over time his focus has shifted. From wanting to find out your identity to wanting to actually get to know you. From doing things out of obligation to doing it because he actually wants to. He didn’t realise it, until he was in too deep.

And he thought maybe, maybe, he didn’t need to know. Besides, how bad could it be? Dazai has a tainted past himself, yours couldn’t be worse than his was, could it?

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Worry often casts a big shadow over a small matter.

That shadow consumed Dazai earlier — the moment he realised that their target was you all along. Every inch of their makeshift headquarters was filled with photos and information of Dazai himself, as well as you. But the red circle is marked on your face.

Dazai was the end goal, and you’d be the bait.

Of course, no one knew what you were capable of at that point. Not Dazai and least of all the enemy.

He was alone, and he wasn’t the best fighter, but he’d be damned if he let anyone touch you. So without so much as a call to his partner who had been investigating elsewhere, he rushed out to hail a cab. Dazai vowed to save you, no matter how many of them he’d have to kill.

3.47pm

Your shift would end soon. As cunning as the enemy was, they wouldn’t be able to attack you in a packed café. They weren’t that stupid to put more tails on themselves. Dazai had thirteen minutes to reach you.

3.55pm

“Could you please step on the gas?”

Dazai’s exasperation was clear as day.

“I don’t control the traffic, boy.”

So was the cab driver’s.

4.02pm

The cab finally rounded the corner and the café came into view — Dazai couldn’t even wait for the driver to stop. Money was thrown into the front of the cab and he bolted out the door, past the café and dipped into the alley you always took for a faster path home.

And there he found you.

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They say the greatest beauty comes from the greatest clarity.

In this moment, in the current present, Dazai is inching just a little closer to that beauty. There is meaning to that emptiness in your eyes — and he knows it all too well. How can one afford emotions when it is one’s duty to kill?

All his worry dissolves the moment he saw you wielding that knife with the finesse of a well-seasoned assassin. And now he has only one concern, the same one he’s had since he first met you: who are you?

“Aren’t you going to ask me?”

Your voice echoes in the empty alley, your fingers rubbing the blood stains off your knife with one of the poor victim’s jackets before settling it back in its holster, hidden under your dress, attached to your thigh. And as you walk towards him, Dazai sees that hint of spark in your eye — the radiance.

“What does it matter? You aren’t going to tell me the whole truth.”

But Dazai’s voice doesn’t carry a hint of malice. Just a pinch of surprise and a dash of admiration. It isn’t easy for anyone to hide anything from him. And if it wasn’t for the enemy, he would probably never have figured out you were an assassin.

“I will tell you one thing, though,” you relent as you reach him, snaking an arm around his shoulder and pressing your forehead to his.

Dazai gives a low chuckle, his hands wrapping themselves around your waist. You are definitely a dangerous one, that he knows. “And what is that, my belladonna?”

You open your eyes wider this time, and Dazai is yet again, surprised. “I don’t mix business with pleasure.”

He can’t spot any hint of that darkness he’s used to seeing when he looks into your eyes everyday. No, this time your eyes exude earnesty — is this you being completely honest?

“And I’m supposed to just trust you, now?”

Dazai still isn’t exhibiting any hostility — because he doesn’t feel the need to. He doesn’t feel like you’re disguising anything behind those words. And if there’s anybody he trusts, it’s himself.

“You want to, don’t you?”

Your voice carries an absolute confidence, and Dazai is fairly impressed. How insightful you are. No matter how much he wants to deny it, he can’t. Even if he does, you’d see through this at least.

“Ah, my beautiful belladonna—” he gives you a quick peck on the lips — “is there anything that escapes you?”

But of course there is, and you both know it. As much as you are a mystery, Dazai is an enigma. Your occupation is a conundrum, and so is everything that makes Dazai who he is. And even so, you both let it slide, because as time drones on, there is one thing that glues you together.

It is not love, no. You’re not there yet. It’s an unspeakable feeling that attaches you to him, and him to you. Something that neither of you can put into words, yet have so much faith in in spite of that. And as questionable as the both of you find this relationship, you find that you can’t quite let go.

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[cherryblossomstars]

Five Firsts (R. Edogawa)

for my lovely @nerdygremlin also the formatting is wonky and there’s a lack of capitlization because i wrote it all on my phone oopsies

genre: fluff/very slight angst if you squint

word count: 1,279

summary: five firsts with ranpo. its exactly what the title says ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

warnings: kidnapping but its nothing bad or graphic i promise

I. first meeting

“so can i?” the man in front of you asked.

you’d come to the armed detective agency in hopes of a job as a clerk and almost as soon as you were accepted, the man named ranpo had asked if he could show off his deduction skills.

“how are you going to show off, exactly?”

he hums, “i can tell you your exact routine and everything you had to do to get from your house to here.”

“i’ll pass.”

he almost looks shocked, but it turns into a pout that he tries (and fails) to hide by shoving a snack into his mouth, “but why?”

“i think life is more interesting if you leave some mysteries as they are- mysteries.” you shrug.

he stares at you for another few moments before deciding you were no longer interesting and instead focuses back on his work.

II. first hug

it wasn’t supposed to be like this. not for the clerks, at least. but the damn ADA just has to have to many enemies, don’t they?

and so here you were, trapped in some ranky, underground hideout with naomi and haruno.

it wasn’t scary, though. if anything, it was more inconvenient and annoying. you’d have to make up for lost time when you got back, meaning you’d have to speed up on some of the assignments you were given. on top of that, you can’t even do some of that work tonight because you’d promised ranpo you’d go out for some drinks with him.

seriously, what a pain. then, there’d have to be reports made and filed because of this kidnapping incident. you have absolute faith the agency would rescue the three of you, but just the thought of the amount of work you’d have when you got back makes you kind of wish the kidnappers had decided to off you anyway.

and so, when the large bolted doors were inevitably busted down, the agency left standing tall and proud by the giant hole that used to be the door, you internally groaned. they never do anything subtly, do they? you know they could handle this carefully and quietly, but they wouldn’t.

instead, you’re forced to watch as kenji, tanizaki, dazai, atsushi, and kyouka speed around the room, effectively defeating every last person until only one- their leader- was left.

yosano inspected the three of you for injuries, sighing in disappointment when she found nothing but mere scratches. and when you were finally released from your binds, your vision was filled with brown and you were enveloped in warmth.

oh.

“hi ranpo,” you giggle against his shoulder, wrapping your arms around him as well.

he presses his face against your hair, “hi.”

you try not to pay attention to the knowing smirks dazai and yosano are throwing your way.

III. first... “fight”?

“ranpo.” you try to get his attention for the umpteenth time that day.

once again, you’re met with silence. you sigh, you had work to do and instead you’re forced to try and pull the giant man child out of the pouty mood that you caused.

“ranpo i said i was sorry already.” you frown, poking his cheek.

he simply whines and swats your hand away. “you’re only sorry you got caught.”

“...you’re right. i am only sorry i got caught. but i can make it up to you.” you roll your eyes, goodness he could be so dramatic.

“what happened?” atsushi asks, amusement twinkling in his eyes at the scene.

“betrayal, atsushi. the person i trust the most betrayed me.” ranpo whines at his coworker.

you roll your eyes, “i thought the president was the person you trusted most.”

“...the second person i trust the most has betrayed me!” he corrects himself.

“but what happened?” atsushi sends a pitying smile your way.

“i ate one of his snacks.”

“but they’re locked in a vault!” atsushi glances between the two of you, knowing how precious ranpo’s snacks are to him.

“haha... yeah... about that...” you steal a glance towards dazai, who was napping on his desk. but you know for certain your partner in crime and professional lock picker had taken a bag of chips and hidden it in one of his drawers as well.

it was a shame you were the one that got caught when that sly, sneaky bast-

“you were in cahoots with dazai!” ranpo exclaimed, practically vibrating at the thought that someone else had also gotten their hands on his snacks.

“well-“

“you cahooted!”

you glance at the floor, nodding in guilt. “i’ll buy you more, okay? we can go out shopping when we get off.”

for some reason, he looks like he’s won something, “okay!” and he’s suspiciously agreeable, too.

IV. first kiss

it happens under the moonlight and with the witness of the stars. along the harbor of yokohama, with the sky twinkling above you as if it knew what was about to happen.

it was as if the universe were witnessing a play, and a very well-anticipated scene were about to occur.

on a walk home from a night out with ranpo (you could call them dates, but nothing between you was official yet), you walked a few steps ahead of him, on your way to his house.

as much as he would love to be the one walking you home instead, he couldn’t work out the train station if his life depended on it.

a small, genuine smile found itself onto ranpo’s lips as he watched you ramble about your favorite show.

you were right, some mysteries were better left unsolved. the spontaneity he experienced when he was with you was something he looked forward to everyday.

for everyday more, if it was something he was allowed to have.

and when your walking had slowed down, enough for the both of you to fall into a rhythm alongside each other, he’d taken your hand and pressed his forehead against your own.

“hi ranpo,” you giggled, soft green eyes looking directly into yours. despite it being your favorite view- the rare view of his eyes open- you couldn’t help but close your eyes.

“hi.” and when you felt the press of his lips against your own, you’re sure the sky shined even brighter than before.

V. first time he realizes he’s in love

he says i love you in his own little ways.

you get access to his snack vault after he gave you the code to it.

his immediate instinct to protect you. it doesn’t go unnoticed by you when the port mafia decides once again to barge into the agency and ranpo’s hand twitches in your direction, despite knowing very well you’ll be alright.

ranpo’s annoyed glare at dazai when dazai decides that boundaries have no business being between you and him.

when he’s bored, and decides to sit in your chair and have you in his lap while you work, tapping away at your laptop and he corrects any mistake you may have made.

but the first time he really knows he’s in love is when dazai was fucking around in the office, as usual.

he’d tossed ranpo kunikida’s notebook, telling him to open the page that he’d bookmarked for ranpo.

ah. the infamous 58 conditions to be doppo kunikida’s partner.

ranpo grimaces, “kunikida... this is too much.”

“well you already have someone so leave me alone!” kunikida yells, trying to snatch the notebook back from ranpo while simultaneously trying to kick dazai away.

if he were to have any condition to be his ideal partner, ranpo thinks, he’d only have one. the only condition needed to be fulfilled would be that they’d have to be you.

fin.

#ranpo x reader #ranpo edogawa #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd #bsd x reader #reader insert #ranpo edogawa x reader

[pluto-writes]

Osamu Dazai x Reader| Fluff Alphabet

A/N: Happy birthday to everyone’s favorite bandage wasting detective! And! We got the bsd wan manga anime adaptation announced today!! I’m sorry if it’s lacking towards the end its late;;; and I cannot deal.

Reminder: The reader will always be gender neutral so everyone can read (◠‿◠✿) (oh and there’s like one mention of suicide, letter A)

Words: 2,200

Activities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

Dazai loves doing anything with you. If you’re by his side he won’t complain -that much- to Kunikida about working. He’ll take you to all types of different places, you guys will go to seasonal festivals, the movies and out to eat. On multiple occasions he’s even tried to get you to commit double suicide with him, and you had to tell him no every time.

“But (Y/N)-chan~ why not~!” He whined.

“Osamu, I am not going to commit double suicide with you, we’re in the middle of WcDonald’s.”

Beauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

He admires everything there is about you. He loves how accepting of him you are and when you found out about his past you understood that he was changing for the better. He thinks that if Odasaku were still alive you two would be great friends. He can’t help but smile at the thought of making his dear friend proud.

He absolutely believes your smile is the most beautiful thing in the world. Especially when he’s the one who made it happen. He’ll be as dramatic as possible whenever he catches you smiling.

“Ah~! Your smile is too bright!! I can feel it piercing into my soul and cleansing it!”

It never fails to make you flustered and he loves it.

Comfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

His number one priority is making sure that you’re not only aware of your surroundings but that you know you’ll be safe with him. He always makes sure to carry something that you like with him so that he can use it to help ground you easier, whether that be your favorite candy or smell. His voice is also very calming, and he always manages to find the right words to calm your heart.

Dreams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

He honestly didn’t think someone would find him worthy enough to date him, so just being with you in the present is a miracle enough, he doesn’t want to be too greedy, but if you’d allow it he’d like to spend his last seconds with you. He would always joke saying that he wants to see your face before he dies so he could die happily. You’d just laugh and tell him to knock it off, but he truly means it, if he at least is able to see your face before he goes.

Equal - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

He’s the dominant one in the relationship, he’s always thinking about what the two of you can do and you mostly follow along. Because most of the time his antics are rather fun, and you can definitely expect to do something you’ve never done before with Dazai around.

Fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

He doesn’t like staying mad at you for long, but he can hold a bit of a grudge at times depending on how deeply the fight impacted him. He’d never get physical with you, if he did he’d hate himself for putting his hands on you.

Gratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

He’s so very grateful to have you. He always makes sure that you know how much he loves you and everything you do for him. At first he didn’t think he deserved you, but you made sure to remind him how much you love him. He reminds you on a daily basis how thankful he is for your mere existence.

Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

*Slaps car roof* This boy right here can fit so many secrets.

Of course he’d have secrets he doesn’t tell you. He doesn’t tell you anything major in case it could put your life at risk as well, Dazai is a wanted man and just being with him makes you a target as well. He doesn’t want to involve you in something due to his past mistakes so he makes sure he doesn’t tell you anything too private.

He will however tell you the stupidest secrets that he swears are very deep and embarrassing to him. He tells you enough that you feel like he’s telling you something important so that you don’t question that you don’t really know him.

Inspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

Meeting you made him realize how much he’s really changed from his Port Mafia days. Since before he didn’t really feel like he was doing good enough no matter how hard he tried. He would do ‘good’ deeds but didn’t feel any connections with them, but you reassured him that you can tell how hard he’s trying to be better and that he should focus on the progress he’s made rebuilding himself.

Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He tends to get jealous depending who’s talking to you. If it’s someone you both know, he doesn’t get jealous, he has faith in them that they won’t try to pull any funny moves on you. However, the same can’t be said about strangers, he doesn’t have trust in them cause why should he?

When he sees a stranger talking to you, a bunch of alarms goes through his head telling him to get you away from them. He gives into those feelings and comes to your ‘rescue’, you make sure to scold him later since most of the time they’re asking you for help but he doesn’t trust that.

He’d pout and say, “All men are wolves, (Y/N), I don’t want you to get hurt by them.”

Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Yes, he’s usually a very good kisser. But you got the jump on him for your first kiss. As he was leaning in to kiss you, he pulled away and was about to tease you so that you’d have to earn it. But what he didn’t expect was for you to kiss him so boldly. When you pulled away he was stunned for a second, but just seeing that moment where he was caught off guard made it worth it, even though it left you a blushing mess afterwards.

Love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

It took him a while to get his feelings to reach you. Not because he didn’t want you, but because when he did proclaim his love for you, you dismissed him with a wave of your hand. You’ve seen him flirt with countless others, so what made you so different?

He was determined to let you know that his feelings for you were real, so he asked the agency members for their opinions on how he should ask you before settling on his decision.

The next time he asked you out, he wasn’t over dramatic, he didn’t have his usual flirty smile he wore, he was just him. He spoke directly from his heart and hoped you’d understand that he wasn’t leading you on and he meant every word. Thankfully, his feelings got to you and you were willing to give him a chance.

Marriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

Dazai would love to marry you, he wants to show how deep his love for you goes, and would go to great lengths to express how he feels towards you. He’d recreate the first date the two of you shared and would propose to you there.

Being married to Dazai is never boring. There’s always something exciting going on whenever Dazai is around. One time he made his specialty dish called, ‘peppy hot pot’, you don’t quite remember what happened after eating it but you vowed to never let Dazai cook again. So you left him do the cleaning while you cooked.

Nicknames - What do they call their s/o?

“You can be my Juliet!! And you can call me your Romeo!! Isn’t that romantic~!” Dazai’s eyes practically shined.

“Didn’t they end up dying in the end?”

“Yes! Their love caused them to go to such great lengths! And that’s what makes it so romantic! Don’t you think?”

“.....sure?”

“Great! By the way, my wonderful Juliet, I have a potion right here-”

“No.”

On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

It’s hard for others to tell when Dazai is in love since he’s known to be a flirt. At first it was hard to tell, but after a while others started to notice that he wasn’t flirting with anyone else while he was vying for your attention.

After his confession where he opened his heart up to you, he realized that to get his feelings across he has to be completely sincere. Though there would be times where he’d act overly dramatic to show his love for you, mostly because when he does that it embarrasses you and makes you show the cutest flustered face.

PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

He’s very open about his relationship with you where he knows it’s safe. He’s cautious while you guys are out since there can be prying eyes, but other than that in the agency he’s free to show his love for you on full display.

He’d kiss you and say it’s for ‘good luck’ or ‘if I don’t kiss you right now I’ll combust’. You’ll laugh and kiss him back anyway.

Quirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

He’s very good at smooth talking, and whenever he does that it instantly calms you down and makes you fall asleep.

It also helps when the two of you get in trouble due to an idea Dazai thought would be good. Like that one time you guys stayed overnight at a mall, or when he climbed into one of the animal cages at the zoo.

Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

You can expect Dazai to shower you in love. Everything he does for you he thinks about how happy it’ll make you. He’ll do small things like ordering your favorite food when you’re too tired from the day to cook, or something big like filling up your room with your favorite flowers (if you’re allergic to flowers then he fills it with your favorite candy).

Support - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

He wants only the best for you, and he’ll do his best in having complete faith in your abilities and gives you the extra push you need. He’d offer that he can pull some strings for you, but you deny him saying that you want to earn it on your own accord, which only makes him smile since that’s what he wanted you to say so that you can achieve your goal.

Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice up your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

He loves doing new things with you, so you can expect him planning something fun and exciting with every date. It’s not because he’s bored with you, but because he wants to give you the most memorable dates, and the only way to do that is to do stuff that people wouldn’t normally do. He knows that the mundane life will take getting used to, but with you by his side makes it all worth it.

Understanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

Dazai can read you most of the time, but there are times where you’re unpredictable and he lives for it.

Being empathetic doesn’t come naturally to him, but when it comes to you he would try his best in understanding your situation and would think of the best thing to say to you so that you understand that you’re not alone in whatever you’re going through.

Value - How important is the relationship to them? What is it worth in comparison to other things in their life?

He values your relationship deeply, and he’d do whatever he can to keep it. However, if the choice ever came between your safety and your relationship, he’d prioritize your safety since as much as he loves you, he wants you to be safe no matter what and doesn’t want you to get hurt due to something out of his control.

Wild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

You often help him change his bandages. When you first started dating he was wary about showing you how he looked under them so you never saw what he hid underneath. But when you had asked to help him, your voice was so gentle and comforting he couldn’t refuse you.

Once you saw the scars hidden under them, you didn’t react the way he thought you would. He thought you’d be repulsed by him, but you were too kind to do that, he knew that but the fear was still there, instead you kissed his scars and let him know how beautiful you thought he was, scars and all.

You even told him that his scars are proof he lived and survived, he’d never forget that, so whenever he sees his scar he’d smile fondly at that memory.

XOXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

He is very affectionate, he absolutely loves showering you in kisses and having you in his arms, where he knows you’re safe with him.

Yearning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

He’d look back on all the photos he has of the two of you together instead of doing his work. Kunikida will scold him and tell Dazai to do his work, but instead of listening to him, he’ll put his headphones on and listen to recordings with your voice on it.

Just listening to your voice is enough to soothe his aching heart while he waits for your return.

Zeal - Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

He would hold your life above his own, so he’ll often talk about what he’d do for you, but it was one of those rare days where your answer surprised him.

“(Y/N), I want to let you know that I love you so much, I’d die for you if the time ever came for that.”

“Oh, really? That’s strange since I’d want to live for you.” He blinked back in shock at how quickly you came up with your answer, and how genuine it was. After coming over the initial shock, he’d just smile back at you and give you a soft kiss on your forehead. You’re not sure what to think about his reaction but you can only hope he’ll feel the same way.

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[diagnosed-by-doyle]

Could we get a part two to MC withholding sex for 2 weeks with Arthur, Dazai, and Shakespeare?

I swear I didn’t mean for Arthur’s to be so angsty. It just kinda happened.

Warning: NSFW, angst

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Arthur

He hadn’t thought about it when he said it. Like usual, his flirtatious words just slipped out when he was thanking the shopkeeper.

Unfortunately for him, you were not okay with it. You knew this could end up being a problem, but to have it actually happen? You had faith in him, and now you were angry.

As soon as he turned to take your arm, you spun around and stormed off without him. And that was when Arthur knew, he fucked up.

He chased after you and started to beg for your forgiveness, but you weren’t having any of it.

This continued for two weeks. Sure you’d talk to him, but only a blind man could miss the fact that you were still angry with him. You wouldn’t go into his room, you wouldn’t let him into yours. You’d slap his hand away every time he tried to touch you.

Needless to say, the man was a mess when he wasn’t around you. He’d either be alone in his room moping and crying or with Theo telling him about how he thought you might leave him because of his big mouth.

Theo got tired of listening to him whine pretty quickly, so he came to speak to you on Arthur’s behalf. “Don’t you think you’ve made him suffer enough? You haven’t seen it since he’s been pretty private about it, but he’s a mess. He’d get on his knees and beg if you told him to. Just go talk to him. He’s been bugging me nonstop.”

Arthur must have been a pretty good actor, because you never imagined things had gotten so bad. He had asked several times for you to talk to him alone so he could apologize. After thinking it over for a few minutes, you went to knock on Arthur’s door. “Arthur, can I come in?”

He nearly tripped in his hurry to get to the door. He opened it with a smile. “Hello, luv. To what do I owe the pleasure?” His smile didn’t reach his eyes, which were red from crying. He opened the door wider so you could enter. You waited until he closed the door behind you.

“We need to talk.”

To your surprise, he really did fall to his knees in front of you. “Please! Please don’t do it! I’ll do anything you ask, just don’t leave me!” He started to tear up. Theo sure wasn’t kidding.

You had to put your hand over his mouth to get him to be quiet. He had the wrong idea about why you were here, but it was your fault that he jumped to such a conclusion. “The thought never crossed my mind. I came to apologize…” His eyes widened as you brushed his hair out of his eyes. “I know I haven’t really been fair to you. I got so angry because I want you all to myself, you know. I should have let it go once you realized, but I wanted to get my point across. I took it too far, and I’m sorry for that.”

He removed your hand from his mouth and kissed the back of it. “You don’t need to apologize. I deserved every bit of it. Can I make it up to you properly? You deserve more than just an apology.”

“What did you have in mind?”

“Well, I’m sure the nights have been rather cold and lonely without someone warming your bed. I’ll make every night up to you all at once if you’ll allow me.”

Once you nodded, he quickly disappeared under your skirt. It was just the beginning of the long night ahead.

Theo finally got some damn peace and quiet.

Dazai

Deciding that it would be fun to tease you, he called you a random name like he used to. It must have been the wrong day to try and joke around, because the glare you gave him was not a pretty one.

“Since you can’t seem to remember my name, I guess you won’t mind not sleeping together.”

He looked at you for a moment, trying to figure out if you were serious. That got answered very quickly when you got up and left.

He apologized rather quickly, but you wanted to draw this out. You went back to treating him the same way you did when you first arrived at the mansion.

He’d always crave you late at night when his imagination ran wild as he thought about your soft skin and curves rubbing against him.

It wasn’t as though he’d never touched himself to the thought of you. He did it quite frequently in the days before you got together. Dazai had grown accustomed to you satisfying him. So now he was forced to just imagine you taking him in like a good girl. It never did the real thing justice.

Finally, he got fed up with this game the two of you seemed to be playing. You passed by him in the hall one evening. “Good evening, Dazai-san!”

After being away from you for two weeks, that was enough to make him snap.

 He pushed you against the wall and trapped you there with his arms. “Just how long do you plan on keeping this up?” His breath tickled your ear. “Stop this and come to bed with me.”

As tempting as that sounded, you couldn’t just give in. “I don’t know, are you sure you know what my name is?”

“______” Oh god. He moaned your name into your ear the same way he did the last time he was buried inside you. And boy did it make you weak in the knees. You had to grab onto his yukata just to keep from falling down. “I’ll assume that means all is forgiven,” he whispered as he started to slowly cover your neck in kisses.

You’d been wanting him, yes, but the need wasn’t as intense as it was now. All you wanted at this point was to be consumed by him. “Mmm… Shut up and fuck me.”

Oh how he loved hearing those words come from your lips. He was going to give you pleasure until you begged him to stop.

Shakespeare

Your eye started twitching when you saw him kiss another woman’s hand. Was he flirting with her? Or was that a proper greeting for this time? No other man had ever greeted you that way. Maybe it was something that was common during his time period.

No matter how much you tried to brush it off, your mind and heart kept coming back to it, trying to figure out the meaning behind it.

The next morning, he thought it was perfectly normal when you said you were going to go visit le Comte. But you didn’t come back that night, or the next, or even the night after that. Had he done something to offend you? Was it best to give you space or to come see if there was something he could do?

Because he was so worried, he decided that it would be best for him to come to you instead of waiting.

You didn’t give him much of a reason for being gone without sending word that you’d be back after a few days, You went back with him in the carriage without putting up a fuss. It was easy to tell that he was genuinely confused about your behavior.

He must not have meant anything by what he did, but what if...

Will was even more confused by you not letting him touch you in bed. Surely he had to have done something to warrant this treatment. But you hadn’t been acting angry, only anxious.

He spent the days wondering what was going on inside your head, and the nights remembering the times when you couldn’t get enough of him. With spending so much time worrying about you, he was getting extremely stressed. Destressing himself to the thought of you was the easiest way to ease his tension. And he had to stay strong for your sake.

A couple weeks passed when he could no longer bare your silence. He set down his cup of tea then rested his hand on your knee. “What hath been troubling thee?”

You weren’t exactly surprised that he asked. You noticed how he’d been watching you with a worried expression. Since he asked, you knew you could no longer put of this conversation. You gave in and told him why you had been so upset.

“Ah, ‘twas a common greeting in my time. I’m afraid I have yet to outgrow it. I apologize for causing you strife.” He was grateful that your inner turmoil was something he himself could solve with a bit of reassurance.

“There is but one woman that I have ever loved so truly, and that woman is none other than you. If my words are not enough to convince you, then I pray my actions will suffice.

Long past sunset, the two of you spent the rest of the day showing your love for each other. The heat of his passion for you was engraved into your mind.

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevamp arthur #ikevamp dazai #ikevamp shakespeare #ikevamp headcanon #ikemen vampire headcanon

[dear-yandere]

Ah this is my first time requesting from you i'm so excited! Can you do a scenario of dazai with his crush who also live with him (they're best friends and extermly close) who is like the only person who understands him and expects him as a person and is always there for him but he's too hesitate to confess because she's too pure for him but then one day she gets a boyfriend aaaaaaaaa i hope this isn't too confusing! Thx in advance keep being great!

This wasn’t confusing at all! I actually wrote really long headcanons instead, hope these will do~

Osamu Dazai

★ It had been a slip-up on his part. Dazai had stopped devoting so much attention and time to keeping up with your daily happenings or routines, and the next thing he knew, you walked through those apartments doors hooked to another man’s arm. He trusted you to save yourself for him – either you didn’t know, or you didn’t particularly care. Even he couldn’t have predicted this.

★ Apologies – that’s all that came out of your lips at that point. You hadn’t expected him to be home, you said. You didn’t want to disturb him, you said. You’d leave with this mystery man, you said.

★ Heartbroken. He’s devastated and utterly heartbroken for the first time since Odasaku’s death, and you were the cause. You, the very cause of his happiness these days. Dazai can’t help but let out a soundless chuckle at the irony of it all. With love comes pain, he reminds himself. He knew opening up to someone else always ended in pain, but he let himself slip and fell in love with you all the same. You accepted him even when you hardly knew the depths of his darker side – the man he never wanted you to see. You were a rarity, a miracle personified – and even you’d been snatched from between his fingers.

★ He should’ve seen this coming, should’ve known that the longer he waited, the longer he hesitated and watched from afar with a placid smile on his face, the farther you’d wander from him. An angel like you could never be with a demon like him – yet he still hoped, still prayed to the heavens he’d lost faith in long ago.

★ Same mask, same smile – that’s all he can manage when you finally came home later that night, hair obviously patted down and fixed to hide the obvious happenings of your escapades. Dazai hardly catches your boyfriend’s name, much less hears your excuses or the second set of apologies leave your lips – he’s had enough. Everything is numb. Everything is bleak – draped in a thick layer of black and white as soon as he saw the light blush on your cheeks and the happiness in your eyes. All color has been sucked out of his life with such a simple gesture.

★ The only thing that stuck was… you’d called Dazai “just a roommate” as you walked through those doors earlier, reassuring your boyfriend that nothing was going on between you two. Nothing…? Was that all he meant to you? Did you always intend to keep him as nothing more than a roommate, even after you’d spent so much time breaking down his walls and making him fall for you?

★ The change is immediate. He’s distant, far more distant than usual, causing you to worry. Even when you approach him with that worried expression of yours, even when you sat by him like you’ve done nothing wrong, touched him gently like that’ll calm him like it always used to – it’s all wrong. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Nothing is going according to plan and no amount of comforting words and worried glances on your part will fix the tragedy he brought upon himself with his own hesitance.

★ Naturally, there’s only one solution and Dazai carries it out without batting an eye. Within the following week of Dazai being… introduced to your lover, you notice that your boyfriend  started acting weird. Nervous glances thrown at his surroundings, less touching and kissing, large amounts of time passing between texts, missed dates. You’re conflicted, wondering why both of the most important men in your life have become so cold. Was it your fault? Had you done something wrong, offended them without thinking? You have no choice but to profusely apologize, starting with your boyfriend, though the man does not pay your worries any mind – as if his mind is elsewhere, fearful, as if he saw this coming. As if he’s been warned.

★ Like a lost lamb without her shepherd, you go to Dazai for advice. You’ve seen him with countless women on his arms, albeit not for long once he scares them away with promises of double suicide, so surely he knows what to do… even if he was avoiding you as of late. It still comes as a surprise when he doesn’t spare you a second thought, acting as if you didn’t just ask for help with your new lover.

★ He’ll wait for you to plead, to get on your knees and cry and beg for him to open up to you again, to say how much you miss your nightly deep chats and his playful banter. He’ll feel bad at first, wondering if this is truly the right thing to do – Odasaku would never agree, but Dazai can’t help but regress to his old habits when you’re involved. He can’t lose you too, not when you were always within arm’s reach. 

★ But it needs to be done – this is the only way for you to prove how much you miss him, to realize how much you messed up without him so much as lifting a finger to help you realize your mistakes. That’s the only way your lesson will stick, after all. He’s had enough of keeping his dark side from you – you even went out of your way to bring it out with your own two hands, so you’ll have to pay the consequences. After all, lovers must love each other wholly.

★ When you’re at your lowest, depressed because your boyfriend seems to be leading you on and your best friend seems to hate you, Dazai will swoop back in with that charming smile and gentle eyes the hide a darkness you can never quite reach. You’re grateful, you’re happy, you’re obedient this time – anything to keep this side of him before your eyes.

★ “I’m always here for you, darling,“ he’ll say with honey-coated words. “He didn’t love you like I do”, he’ll coax as he strokes your cheek lovingly. You can see the mask back on his face, the mask you thought you’d successfully cracked, and you can’t help but fall prey to his words, feeling guilty that you’d done such a thing to your closest friend. 

★ He promises to let you atone for breaking his trust, promises to go back to his ‘old self’, all you have to do is forget about this other man…or rather, about any man besides him. And like a lamb to the slaughter – never questioning his darker motives, never questioning his twisted love – you do. Anything to go back to the old days, though he never had any intention of doing such a thing in the first place. No longer hiding, he’ll break you down to your constituents and build you anew, build you into a loyal lover than ever strays from his side this time.

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[qtheronie]

Dazais ill-fortune

Warnings; fluff to angst, mention of death, some cuss words.

Yuh girl back at it again with some angst!

And I’m sorry if this is super crappy and if you find grammar errors, the thing I use to help with my writing has disowned me!

My goal in life was to get enough money to buy a cure for my mother's sickness. So that's why I started working at the armed detective agency. I became friends with a man named Osamu Dazai then soon became lovers. I’ve made so many friends and memories apon working here. My first memory was when I first met Osamu

{February 14th, past.}

I pulled the doors open to mine and my boyfriend's favorite cafe. As I walked in, I was greeted by one of my ideal workers, Amani Takahashi. She immediately grabbed two menus and walked me towards my usual booth.

She had sat me down and grinned, she pulled out her little notebook and grabbed the pencil from her ear and asked me what to drink.

“The usual?” she asked, and I nodded in return. “And for the special boy?”

“The usual for him as well, a black coffee.”

Amani smiled and scribbled down the request and ran off to the kitchen. I had pulled out my phone and looked at the time. (7:30) It flashed. I sighed and turned off my phone, waiting for him to come.

Amani came back with our drinks and set them onto the table. She pulled out her little notebook again and asked if I was ready to order. But I told her no and to wait for (Boyfriend's name) to show up. The waitress nodded and put her notebook back into her pants and walked off to more customers.

Thirty minutes had now passed, and they're still was no sign of him showing up. I let out a soft groan and rested my hand on my cheek and looked out the window. ‘He’s going to show up! I know he will, I just need to wait.’

I sighed and looked at my phone, an hour had passed and still no trace of him. Not even a text. The bell on the door to the cafe had rung, making my head peep up. I was hoping that it was him, but it was a boy with shaggy brown hair with bandages wrapped around his arms and face making it look like he was heavily injured. I cringed at the scene and wished that he was doing okay.

He looked over at my way and made eye contact with me; he showed a soft smile as I did in return. I felt a notification go off on my phone, which caused me to break eye contact with the boy and look down at my phone.

I had received a text message from (boyfriend's name). I smiled a bit. I opened my phone and went into his contact and called him, which he picked up seconds later.

“Hey!” I heard his voice from the other line, “I'm sorry that I didn't show up today. I was uh, a little busy.”

The small smile on my face had dropped. Of course, he was busy. He always is.

“It's okay. I should’ve known that you were busy.” I was going to ask him if we could replan, but I heard the faint voice of a woman. “Are you at work?”

“No, I’m at home. Why?”

Now, I didn’t want to be one of those girlfriends who assumes that your partner is cheating on you, but why was there a voice of a woman on the other line? I shake my head at my thoughts and respond to him.

“No reason, just making sure you’re safe.”

There was that voice again, but this time it was louder and was calling out to (Boyfriend’s name).

“(boyfriend’s name), is anyone with you?”

“No.” He responded, “God, you’re getting nosy.”

“Oh- uh sorry, I was just wondering.”

“No, you think I have a girl over don’t I?”

Well yea kinda, I’m not dumb I heard a voice. I thought.

“No! Of course not.”

“I know you’re thinking that I do, you think I'm cheating on you?”

“(boyfriend’s name)-” But I was too late, he hung up.

I set my phone down on the table roughly and curled my hands. Tears threatened to fall out of my eyes as time passed. I folded my arms on the table and let my head fall. I squeezed my eyes shut trying to prevent tears from falling.

“Whats a beautiful lady like you sitting here all by yourself and crying due to boyfriend issues” I heard a voice ask. I lifted up my head to see that same man who I saw earlier. I quickly wipe away my tears and straighten my back.

“How did you-” I started but was quickly cut off.

“Waitress” the strange man called, “Can I get a cup of wine, and this beautiful young lady a?”

“You don’t need to get me anything, i'm good.”

“Please, I hate to see such a pretty face cry. So Please, what would you like?”

I looked at the man shyly and then told him what I wanted, “A strawberry milkshake, please” The waiter smiled and took note and left to the kitchen.

“Why are you doing this? We don’t even know each other.”

“Well, we can solve that problem! I am Osamu Dazai”

Osamu Dazai, I thought. He looks like one. I look at Dazai once again. Now I can see more detail of what he looks like. He had gorgeous brown eyes that somewhat matched the pale color of his skin. He has bandages wrapped around his arms and face. He had also had a little gauze patch on his cheek and was even wearing a black trench coat.

“Well, m’lady, you have a name right?” Dazai asked, breaking me out of my train of thought.

“Oh yea, sorry. My name is (Your name), (Last name).”

{Present}

That was the day that I had met Osamu Dazai, valentines day. Where my boyfriend couldn’t join me because he was busy with some girl or something. I’m almost glad that (boyfriend’s name) didn’t come. Dazai made me realize that I didn’t need such a person that I didn’t need someone who didn’t love me. Cause one day, he's going to wake up and notice that he should’ve tried. And that I was worth the fight.

The only person I needed was Osamu.

That brings us up to the next important memory I had of Osamu.

{ May 30th, past }

“Osamu, how much longer am I going to have to wait?” (Your name) asked, trying to adjust her seat in the car while being blindfolded. “My butt hurts.”

(Your name) heard the man beside her chuckling before the car came to a stop. “You don’t need to wait any longer! I shall come and save you, my belladonna.” Dazai unbuckled his seat belt and got out of his car. He then opened the door on (Your names) side and carefully helped her out.

He grabbed onto her hand and led her through what felt like sand. “Osamu Dazai, I swear if you’re going to try to make me commit double suicide with you, then I am not interested.”

Dazai once chuckled again, “Don’t worry. It’s not going to be a double suicide this time. Though I wish you would just let me die in your arms, then I would be at peace.” he slightly pouted.

“You know, if I wasn’t blindfolded I might’ve just happened to take that offer”

“My sweet belladonna, would you really!?” Dazai’s eyes had lightened up in excitement.

“Just kidding.” Dazai groaned and mumbled a few words under his breath.

After a few minutes of walking they were finally there. Dazai had (Your name) stay in place as he stood behind her and untied her blindfold. The girl felt Dazais fingers slowly untie the knot. Soon light quickly invaded her face making her squint as she slowly started to adjust her eyes to the new light her and mouth dropped.

He had taken her to the beach. He knew that she loved midnight walks on beaches so when he finally got some free time from the agency he would take her to the beach at midnight. And then confess what he longed to do. His love.

“You might wanna close your mouth before bugs get in.”

(Your name) chuckled and slapped his chest playfully, she then felt dazais back press onto her chest. He wrapped his arms around her figure and rested his face between her neck and shoulders. (Your name) rested one hand on top of dazais, and the other went up into his hair. “My, my, someone's affectionate tonight.” Dazai left an “mhm” for a response. His grip onto her waist had grown tighter as if someone were to take her away from him. He buried his head deeper between her neck and shoulders and let out a soft I love you. He wasn’t thinking that he was going to get a response, but when (Your name) said that she loved him too, his world stopped.

Dazai took a deep breath and pulled away from (your name) and made her turn around. Dazai closed his eyes and let out a sigh before starting. “Maybe it was your laugh, or your eyes or your smile. It could’ve been your hair, or your voice, or your personality. Whatever it was, it made me fall. Pretty damn hard.”

“Osamu-”

“I love you. I don’t ask you to reciprocate the feeling. All I ask you is to respect what I feel. Because falling for you was never something I planned.” Dazai had finished, he had a small spark of hope that the girl who he felt so desperately in love with would return the feelings, but her silence was beginning to make him doubt the little faith he had.

“(your name),” He started, “I'm sorry-” But he was quickly cut off as he felt her lips on his.

(Your name) had placed her hands on both sides of his cheeks and pulled away but close enough that she felt his breath on her lips. “I love you,” she said before placing another kiss on his lips before pulling back. “Before I met you, I never knew what it was like to be able to look at someone and smile for no reason.” and she kissed him again but this time it was longer.

Dazai had put his hands on her waist and pulled her closer to him, then he pulled back from the kiss.

“Then would you do me the favor of becoming the one who I can commit a double suicide with?”

“Depends.” (Your name) giggled, “will you become my boyfriend?”

Dazai smirked and kissed her again, “I think you already know the answer to that, belladonna”

{Present}

Now, we’ve come along this far, and you’re probably thinking that I fulfilled the goal I had for my mother and married Osamu.

No.

Everybody has their share of life before they have to leave.

So this is the last important memory I had of Osamu, the day I died.

{June 19th, past}

We were walking down the road hand in hand when it happened. If it wasn’t for (your names) special ability, it wouldn’t have been dazai instead of her.

A white-looking car had sped down the road with the windows down with two men in it, the driver and the passenger with the gun. As the car drove past the two couple (Your names) ability had activated, making the world slow down. She had looked to the left where dazai had been at, which was next to the car. The person in the passenger seat had fired the gun rapidly. The girl let go of dazais hand and latched on to his arm, making him stumble back, making him nearly missing the bullets.

This wasn’t (your names) plan, her plan was to take him home and grant him his wish and start a family with him. It also wasn’t her plan to get shot at either.

(Your names) ability has disactivated making the car sped off and dazai falling to the ground with (your name) on him.

“(Your name)!” She heard dazai scream her name. He quickly got off the ground and pick (your name) up and into his arms.

She had felt dazais chest rise up and down quickly, and his grip on her tighten as he runs. The girl looked up at her boyfriend, gazing at his face that had the sheer look of panic.

“Osamu.” (Your name) whispered, she lifted her hand and caressed his cheek. “I’m not going to make it.”

This caused dazai to look down at the girl, tears running down his face. “No! Don’t say that, we’re so close to the agency! Yasono will help you! She’ll heal you!”

(Your name) smiled and coughed out a little blood, “Osamu, you know I love you. I love you so much, so very much.”

“Please just a little longer! I can see the agency from here!” Dazai cried. He was never like this, but he couldn’t care less that people could see him scream and cry. The love of his life, his girlfriend, his soon to be wife, and his baby (pet name), was dying in his arms.

“Osamu, you’re..so..strong..” (your name) whispered, letting her hand slowly fall from his face.

Dazai got to the building where the agency was, and kicked the door open, “yosano!” Dazai yelled, which to his luck, the doctor rushed out of her office.

She looked at the boy with the girl in his arms and ushered him into her office. Dazai had set the girl onto the bed and backed up, letting the female doctor take over.

It had only been an hour or two, but to dazai, it felt like the entirety. Yosano had opened the door and looked at dazai with pain in her eyes. Dazai stood up from his seat and ran into the room, and there she was. On a bed, she was barely breathing. He knew that it was only going to be a bit until she had to go.

He walked to her bed and sat on the chair beside her. Dazai reached over to (your names) hand and held it. He then placed his other hand on the side that he was holding and brought it up to his head, “Of course I’m strong. I’m your..your Osamu.” He finally spoke, answering (your names) response from before.

He had heard (your name) slightly and quietly giggled. She turned her head and lifted her unoccupied hand and placed it on dazais cheek. “That’s right. You’re my Osamu. Don’t ever doubt your strength even though you don’t feel it.”

“I love you (your name)! You can’t leave me, please. I don’t know what I would do without you!”

“Osamu..”

“If you’re going to leave me, then at least let me come with you!”

“No Osmau..it isn’t your time yet.”

“Please..” he cried out

(Your name) grabbed his hand and pressed his palm agasint her lips, “I love you so much.”

Dazai had let go of her hand and placed his on her cheek, rubbing his thumb on her cheekbone. “I love you too”

“I’m glad that I get to die by your side. I do.” (Your name) smiled, and used the last of her strength to kiss the man she loved so much, dazai quickly pressed a hand on her back and head.

Dazai pulled back to look at the girl “(your name)?” Dazai asked, but got no response. He slowly laid her down. “You promised (your name).” He mumbled, “you promised that you would commit double suicide with me.” Dazai looked down at the women he loved and grabbed her cold hand. “But you forget that you can’t do a double suicide alone.”

{present}

This is the end of my story, the story that took so long to start and finish too fast.

We learn that some stories just don’t have happy endings, and sometimes that’s okay, cause one day you’ll meet again.

END

Haha, thank you for reading this long angst and sucky book. This took me about a week to complete, and this is the longest story I have ever written.

Quotes I used: “you’re..so..strong..” “Of course I’m strong. I’m your..your..” -Mikhail and yuliy, Sirius the jaeger.

“Maybe it was your laugh, or your eyes or your smile. It could’ve been your hair, or your voice or your personality. Whatever it was, it made me fall. Pretty damn hard.” -unknown

“I love you. I don’t ask you to reciprocate the feeling. All I ask you is to respect what I feel. Because falling for you was never something I planned.” -unknown

“Before I met you, I never knew what it was like to be able to look at someone and smile for no reason.” -unknown

(I got all of my quotes on Pinterest)

Big thanks to @xxxlilacskiesxxx skiesxxx for letting me use your Oc, Amani Takahashi.

And a big thanks to @tea-memes for helping me correct this and giving me ideas for this. Big help :)

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[aspoonofsugar]

Yosano: The Decay of the Angel of Death

Yosano is introduced as a funny twist of the classical healer character:

Her power lets her cure others, but in order for it to work she needs to almost kill her patients and she exhibits sadistic tendencies (played for fun) while doing so.

However, once her past is revealed it becomes obvious that she is really a deconstruction of such a character and her story is extremely interesting because of that and because of the themes it explores.

This meta will try to analyze these things and will explore two major themes linked to the doctor of the Detective Agency.

THE ANGEL OF DEATH: THE STRONG LINK BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH

“After all to die isn’t the opposite of living. It’s merely a component of the process of life.”

In a sense Yosano is a character created to explore exactly what Dazai says here aka the link between life and death.

This is made clear since her battle against Kaji:

Kaji is a researcher who wants to investigate the world and to find answers to his questions. To be more specific he is interested in concepts like death, faith and God. In short, he is interested in things which are usually considered out of the scientific domain. Here, however, he makes a mistake in the way he approaches his subject of interest. As a matter of fact he wants to know what “death” is, but one can’t understand death without considering life. Kaji fails to discover the truth and sees death as mysterious and complicated simply because he refuses to aknowledge the importance of life. If one does, one can easily see that death is connected to life.

However, the definition proposed by Yosano is different from the one given by Dazai because it is one which gives much more importance to life rather than death. After all, according to her, death is not something which exists by itself, but simply the lack of something else.

This is because Yosano is a person who strongly loves life:

The reason why she followed Mori and became a war medic was not because she wanted her country to win the war, but because she wanted to save lives.

This is shown also by her ability which is said many times to be extremely rare among ability users. Why is that so?

The story has made clear that abilities are linked to people’s interiority. They are often representative of violent tendencies or complexes. Alternatively they are weapons who can be used against others. In short, they are indicative of one’s coping mechanisms. However, Yosano’s ability is different because it simply expresses a strong love for the act of living which is not very common among ability users.

This can be used to compare her to Mori in two ways.

1) First of all, Mori is a doctor like Yosano, but the way his ability reflects this is completely different from hers:

It has been shown that Elise can act as a nurse and an assistant to Mori, but she hasn’t any healing powers.

In other words, when it comes to healing, Elise is nothing special despite Mori being a doctor himself. This is interesting when one considers that Mori created Elise’s current personality, so that it resembles Yosano’s. This can be easily seen as Mori wishing that his powers were like Yosano’s.

However, it is obvious why they are not:

Mori doesn’t value individual lives, but thinks about “life” in an abstract way and talks about a regiment of “immortal beings” rather than patients he can help. This is why his ability could never become like Yosano’s. It is because deep down Mori doesn’t like life:

Dazai: “Who is this person I remind you of?”

Mori: “Me. Dazai-kun, why do you wish to die?”

Dazai: “Let me ask you, then. Do you really think there is any value in the act of living?”

2) Secondly, it is worth considering that, despite not having healing powers, Elise shows superhuman abilities when fighting. What is more, her preferred weapons are medical tools:

In short, her nurse motif is something that comes up while she fights and so while she hurts others.

This is something which is true for Mori as well:

Fukuzawa has commented about the immorality of a doctor who uses a scalpel to kill a person. This becomes even more evident if we remember that a scalpel is what Mori used to kill the former mafia boss who was his patient at the time.

So, Mori is a character who chose a profession which should save people’s lives, but he is strongly linked to death instead:

The same is true for Yosano as well:

However, she is so in a completely different way than Mori is.

As a matter of fact Mori uses medical tools to kill, while Yosano uses weapons to cure:

In both cases there seems to be a contradiction between their roles as doctors and the violence they use. However, Mori’s violence is born by his indifference towards life, while Yosano’s by her love for it. This is symbolized by Mori using things which should save people’s lives to kill them and by Yosano using things which should kill people to cure them.

This will be elaborated later on, but for now it is important to highlight that Yosano’s experiences in the war made her realize something important aka what she herself told Kaji about life and death being connected. This means not only that one can’t really understand death without considering life, but also that one can’t really understand life without considering death.

If Kaji doesn’t care enough about life when he meets Yosano and this is why he can’t understand what death is, then Yosano’s mistake as a child is the exact opposite. She only thought about life in simple terms without worrying about its link to death. However, as the war progresses she starts thinking more and more about this:

Until she realizes how much the two concepts are connected:

She is initially said to be an angel because of her being able to save lives, but later it becomes clear that her powers are simply making the deaths of the soldiers longer and more painful other than impossible to avoid.

THE DECAY OF AN ANGEL: “YOU ARE TOO CORRECT”

Another important realization Yosano has is this:

Because of her ability, the army she was a part of lost its right to “lose”.

As Yosano states, the right to lose is something humans have, so taking it away from the soldiers is something which dehumanizes them. Yosano blames herself for it, but she is actually the greatest victim of this dehumanization.

As a matter of fact Yosano is a character who is reduced by others to her ability.

This is not something new for ability users since we have seen this happening over and over. However, Yosano’s case is interesting because her objectification is something which is subtle and is not initially presented as negative:

Both Tachihara’s brother and the other soldiers praise Yosano for her ability and call it a very useful and positive power. After all, as stated above, the power of healing wounds is very different from other kinds of powers which are dangerous and could hurt others. Yosano’s ability is useful and it is perfect to help people. What is more, she herself has a strong wish to share it with others.

In other words Yosano’s situation seems ideal. She is a talented child with a powerful and wonderful gift and has the talent and willingness to use it for the greater good.

However, when things go wrong she is the one blamed for it:

It doesn’t matter that Yosano was motivated by the best intentions when she joined the army or that she is suffering just like everyone else. What matters to the other soldiers is that she is the reason why they are forced to keep fighting and she is also considered special enough not to be forced to fight. Her ability is so great that it can control the battlefield and so Yosano’s life is considered more important than theirs. Because of this, they stop seeing her as a person and simply see her ability.

In other words, the soldiers might have lost their right to lose, but Yosano has lost her right to be human and has become nothing more than an angel.

An angel is considered an existence above humans, but this also means that they can’t have human weaknesses. Yosano is not seen as a human by the soldiers and so her sorrow is neither considered nor accepted.

This idea is well expressed by Tachihara’s brother:

He initially states that Yosano is “correct” and adds that her ability is so that it increases the correctness of the world. However, as time passes the soldier’s mental health deteriorates and his final message is that Yosano is “too correct”. He writes this before killing himself and so making clear that he prefers death over the life Yosano stubbornly keeps saving.

The choice of the word “correct” is interesting and it can be applied both to Yosano as a person and to her ability.

As a person Yosano can barely be blamed for what happened. After all, she did her best to save lives and had no ulterior motives. If anything, she was a vitcim of Mori’s actions just like all the other soldiers.

However, as stated above, people are not interested in her personhood, but only in her ability.

She is either correct or wrong not because of who she is, but only because her ability is considered a blessing or a curse. When the war starts she is said to be indispensable to win, but once this is proven wrong her death is said to be for the sake of the world, as Jouno puts it.

In short, this part of Yosano’s character is linked to two concepts.

1) People should not be reduced to their abilities.

2) Expectations society has about individuals and why they are cruel.

Both ideas are also linked to Tachihara:

This detail is interesting and it can be read in different ways.

First of all, it is obviously something Tachihara does to unnerve Yosano and to make her understand that he is motivated by revenge. However, it is also related to Tachihara’s personal inferiority complex:

The soldier died lamenting that Yosano was “too correct”, but ironically it seems that Tachihara has very similar feelings when it comes to him. The man is implied to have been outstanding and Tachihara has even been told that it would have been better if he had died instead of his brother.

So, one wonders if the words “you are too correct” are really meant for Yosano in that scene or if they are words Tachihara secretely wishes to tell his brother, but can’t because of his death and his complicated feelings about it.

Finally, it is ironic that a Hunting Dog would say these words to a wanted criminal like Yosano and I think it is symbolic of the whole group’s hypocrisy.

The Hunting Dogs are so obsessed by the idea of justice that they forget to balance it with empathy. All in all, if there are characters in the series who are “too correct” that would be them and not Yosano. They have failed to realized it so far, but it is possible they will have to rethink their ways.

After all, as I briefly mentioned here, they are fighting against a group called the Decay of Angels. It has been said that this group wants to destroy the same society the Hunting Dogs want to protect and they are clearly using people’s ideals and biased concepts of right and wrong to manipulate them and turn them into accomplices of their scheme. All in all, they are the perfect enemies for the Hunting Dogs and the arc is clearly hinting at the fact that the Dogs will have to face their shortcomings (after all the current chapters are called Skyfall).

Yosano’s story perfectly fits this narrative thematically. After all, her past is basically the story of the decay of an angel whose blessings (a healing ability and a good heart) were used against her.

BUTTERFLY WINGS VS ANGEL WINGS

As we saw above, Yosano’s character is linked to two major themes.

1) The link between life and death.

2) The objectification of people which happens in society.

The symbolism of the butterfly can be used to represent both ideas.

On one hand the butterfly is a symbol of both death and resurrection which perfectly fits her ability to the point that You Shall not Die is represented by butterflies.

On the other hand the butterfly is also a symbol linked to Yosano’s status as an angel since she receives her butterfly pin when she is called an angel for the first time and she loses it when she loses her status as one and becomes an angel of death instead. Moreover, the chapters which talk about her past are called Dreaming of Buterflies, while the ones where she meets Tachihara are called The Sorrow of Those without Wings. So the story makes clear that the butterflies symbolize both an ideal and perfect reality which got lost when Yosano lost her innocence and her status as an existence above others.

I will now try to offer a conclusion to both these topics which have been explored in the two previous sections.

1) I have written previously that Dazai and Yosano’s definitions of life and death are different, but I think I should slightly correct this stance.

I think it is better to say that both arrive to the same conclusion, but they do so through almost opposite journeys because their starting points are completely different.

On one hand Dazai is a person who can’t find any value in the act of living. This is why he wants to die painlessly. However, throughout the events of Fifteen, he comes up with the idea that by experiencing death closely he might be able to understand life better and to find some kind of meaning. Even later on, when he chooses to protect the weak, he is inspired to do so because of the death of a close friend. In short, Dazai’s journey to give meaning to his own life seems to be paradoxically linked to death:

“People live to save themselves. You will understand that at the moment of your own death”.

On the other hand Yosano is a person in love with life, but she has to accept even its more painful parts. She has to accept that things are not black and white and that death can’t be avoided. Let’s also highlight that Yosano too loses a person dear to her because of Mori and that she is utterly crushed by it.

The result of Yosano’s journey sheds some light on the true nature of her ability:

Let’s underline that her backstory doesn’t put much emphasis on the fact that her patients need to be half-dead to be cured by her. This could simply be because it is something which is implied, but I would not be surprised if it were a condition which developed as a result of Yosano’s trauma:

If Yosano sees her ability as something which cheapens life, then it makes sense for her to use it only when a person is almost dead because it would mean that there is really no other chance to save them.

Ranpo even suggested her to stop using her ability altogether:

And let’s not forget that Fukuzawa’s ability lets the members of the agency gain more control over their powers. Moreover, this control is not something they develop consciously, but it is the result of Fukuzawa giving them what they need. In short, It is some kind of unconscious security net. We have seen that Kyouka was given independency and Atsushi more control. It would be interesting if Yosano were given a condition which would limit the use of her powers to when the situation is desperate.

This is just a headcanon, but even if her powers have always been the way they are now, there is no doubt that her sadistic behaviour is an aspect which has been highlighted much more in the series compared to when she was a child.

This could very well be Yosano’s attempt to make her comrades care for their life:

The risk of having an ability which lets you come back from death’s door is to become reckless and to stop treasuring your own life. This might be especially true for the members of the agency many of whom have self-sacrificial tendencies. However, the fear of being healed by Yosano makes so that they have to try their best to preserve themselves.

2) Yosano has been given her butterfly pin twice:

The first time, Tachihara’s brother calls her an angel and tells her her ability is much better than his despite how much enchanted she is by the butterfly flying elegantly:

The second time, Ranpo tells her that her ability is nothing special when compared to his and adds this:

In other words, Ranpo treats her like a person. He doesn’t care about Yosano’s ability, but about Yosano herself.

Once Ranpo gives her the pin she stops being an angel and becomes a person and the pin becomes the symbol of her humanity and of her grief which, like Ranpo said, has value.

All in all, abilities don’t matter.

-Yosano was just as amazed by the soldier’s ability to make beautiful things out of metal as he was by her healing powers.

-Tachihara’s control of metal is said to be stronger than his brother’s, but he still feels inferior to him and misses him.

-Finally Ranpo can be amazing even without an ability.

These are the messages conveyed by Yosano’s character so far and I can’t wait to see how her story will end. She was able to find a safe place with the agency, but she has now been asked to face her past and some unresolved issues have come back.

For example, despite how much she cares about life, it is obvious that she considers her own expendable to an extent:

And she still hates others sacrificing for her sake because she dislikes being considered special:

We will see how these issues will be solved.

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd meta #bungou stray dogs meta #yosano akiko #akiko yosano #yosano bsd

[yellowcanna]

Beneath the Dress (♂)

Summary:

(An alternative universe where alpha Dazai never pulled omega Chuuya into the Port Mafia, but instead took Chuuya as his personal dog and hid him from the Mori's eyes.) 

The Armed Detective deals with many things within Yokohama. Mysterious cases, supernatural cases, murder cases—they’ve dealt with it all. Each member has seen more weird things than an average person could in their lifetime.

Despite all that, nothing could prepare them when Dazai announced that he would bring his mate in on their latest job. 

Yes, Dazai Osamu, the human bandage gobbling machine, failure as an alpha—was mated. Yes. There was an omega in this world that wanted Dazai. 

Words such as mated and married never sounded so wrong when put in the same sentence as Dazai. Especially not when the omega turned out to be a gorgeous woman (?) with pumpkin orange hair and piercing sapphire blue eyes.

Pairings: Soukoku (Dazai x Chuuya)

Rating: T

Genre: Crossdressing, humour, fluff

Author: Canna / Yellow Canna

Status: Complete

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The Armed Detective deals with many things within Yokohama. Mysterious cases, supernatural cases, murder cases—they’ve dealt with it all. Each member has seen more weird things than an average person could in their lifetime.

Despite all that...their perspective of reality was completely shattered on that faithful day.

It happened on a sunny Friday morning in late spring.

It was a golden weekend. Families were having fun outside; the birds were chirping with the cool breeze blowing into the office.

Inside the Agency, the Armed Detective members were discussing a new case they’ve been tasked with. It was the largest mission they had this year.

There will be an underground auction at the harbour in exactly two days. The auction sells everything, from stolen artifacts to living human beings. It was an organization the Japanese government spent years trying to locate. The auction change places every year it opens, and this year, they came the coast of Yokohama.

Because of the sensitivity of this case and the high possibility that the auction has Ability users guarding it, the Armed Detective Agency was asked to help.

The Agency members were all stressing over this case. They have all the preparations done. Katai had hacked into their system and stole a list of guests attending to the auction. All of them were people in the higher up of society, be it being simply rich, or corrupted politicians.

It was the perfect opportunity to capture all of them at once, but to do so they must send someone to control things from the inside. They can’t risk letting a single person escape. They had to capture the mastermind and shut down this auction for good.

Akiyama Eito was the CEO of Japan’s largest jewelry company. Five months ago a huge scandal regarding said CEO broke out. The company’s stocks instantly fell and the company was now on the verge of bankruptcy.

Akiyama had a son named Akiyama Fumihiro, who was one of the guests that will be attending this auction. According to their information, there was only one word to describe the son.

He was an idiot.

A spoiled, pampered brat enjoying all the luxury his dad's money had brought him. He took drugs, sped on his sportscar, had three cases of hit and run resolved secretly with money and etc.

After his daddy’s company went on peril, this idiot son spent nearly a million just to get his hand on the auction invitation card. He was somehow delusional into believing that as long as he could make friends with the owner of the auction, he could continue his past lifestyle.

Secretly arresting this kind of idiot was quite easy. The members of the agency all went out to capture him, not for his importance on their mission, but due to his striking resemblance with Dazai.

It was quite interesting to watch Dazai’s face spewing idiotic threats such as “Do you know who my daddy is” or “My daddy will hear about this!”

With Akiyama Fumihiro taken out, all that’s left was for Dazai to take his place in the auction. The only problem left was that the idiotic son had registered to bring a female omega companion to attend with him.

The only omegas they had in the agency were Naomi and Atushi.

Naomi was impossible. She wasn't suited to go into such a dangerous place. Even if she was they will have to get her over Tanizaki’s dead body which would be a pain.

Atsushi would have fit perfectly for this job if not for the fact that the omega’s gender was already registered. They thought about dressing the boy up as a woman, but after a couple of tries they gave up on that idea. By the end, the poor lad was almost in tears.

They thought of having Yosano or Kyouka (alpha and beta) disguising as omega, but the security will be strict. No matter how good artificial omega scents are nowadays, it could still easily give them away.

If they don’t bring an omega companion, the people at the auction will question Dazai. Likewise, if they bring an omega with the wrong gender registered.

Any changes will alert the securities. That was how strict this auction was. If they don’t want to risk exposing Dazai, a female omega companion was necessary.

“Dazai!” Kunikida barked at the dark-haired man lying on the couch with a book covering his face. “Stop slacking off and help us think of a solution!”

Dazai lazily pulls off the book and looked to the group gathered around the table.

“It’s easy~” The man yawned as he stretched his arms as if coming right out of a good nap. “I’ll just get my omega to go in as my partner.”

A moment of silence passed by.

And then…the group turned back to discuss amongst themselves, promptly ignoring their strategist.

“I said, I can get my omega to help us with the mission!” Dazai's call was completely ignored.

“You’re not taking Naomi!”

“Hello~?"

“No one said anything about taking Naomi!”

“Anyone listening?”

“Maybe we should shove Atsushi in a dress after all.”

“I saaaaaid—”

“Eeeeh?! No way! That’s never going to work!”

Soon, the discussion just turned into a jumble of noises. Each of them started throwing out random ideas only to get rebuked.

Just when their heated conversations started to turn into an argument, a scent they hadn't smelled before flooded the office.

The group froze. Their mouths stopped moving as they only inhaled through their nose to taste the sweet citrus scent exclusive to omegas. And within this unfamiliar scent, there was another scent. This scent was heavier and richer, possessively dominating the sweet omega scent.

And more importantly, they knew this second scent.

All at once, they slowly turned their head to a certain raven-haired man sitting on the couch. The bandages around the man's neck were unwrapped, revealing a pair of prominent bite marks on each side of his neck.

That was where the source of the scent was flowing from.

Those were mating marks.

“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH?!?!?!?!??!?!”

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Omegas were precious creatures.

They were beautiful and alluring beings that can give birth regardless of male or female. Omegas were delicate, so they needed protection.

Alphas were the protectors. No alpha was ever born weak. With their superior physical abilities and heightened senses, these creatures were made for combat.

In the ancient past, when alpha and omega mated, the alpha will provide everything for the omega. They take care of them, protect them and cherish them. In return, omegas will give all their loves to their alphas. It was a pure, uncontaminated relationship until societies are built and people eventually forgot this special bond they were capable of.

Due to their superiority, alphas soon ruled over each kingdom.

Contaminated by greed, money, and lust, they started to see omegas as objects. Alphas began to enslave omegas and use them for pleasure. A single alpha was allowed to mate as many omegas as they like. Omegas at the time were treated no different than cattle raised for slaughter.

It was around that time that betas began appearing.

Neither alpha nor omega, the only gender to define a beta was by male and female. Females were the only one capable of giving birth, but that was it. They were ordinary beings with no higher senses or stronger physic. Due to this, betas were seen as monsters. The churches branded them as the devil's children. When an omega gave birth to a beta, the alpha will kill the child and the omega mother will be hanged as they are contaminated by evil.

However, when nearly all omegas began giving birth to betas, even the less intelligent alphas realized something was wrong.

People began to research and realized that the omegas that gave birth to betas were mostly captive ones. Treated as nothing but playthings, those omegas weren't even marked (or rather not allowed to) when they give birth to children of their rapist. And those children were all born as betas. Even if the omega was marked, if the alpha himself has marked other omegas, then the children of those omegas will also be beta.

This discovery led to some people realizing just how wrong the world had become. Battles took place over the world as people fought to free the omegas from the greedy clutches of corrupted alphas. It was thanked to this that many omegas were able to escape their confinement and survive in the outside world.

Ever since royalties were overthrown and governments were established, the law quickly came into place to protect the few omegas that were left.

With great care, omegas started giving birth to alpha and omegas again. Over time, these two dwindling dynamics slowly rise back up.

In modern society, beta takes up a population of seventy-five percent, Alpha at fifteen percent, and omega at ten percent. While all three dynamics stand at equal right, the law, as well as societies, will always favour the omega. After all, histories had taught them that omegas needed to be treated with care.  

While their dynamics had changed over time, one thing never changed.

No matter what, Alphas were always stronger ones. Be it their physical strengths or their intelligence, alphas always stand above betas and omegas. Nowadays, alphas were dubbed as “winners in life”, as they were fated to achieve great things no matter what career they chose.  

Miraculously, there was one alpha that defied all these alpha stereotypes, and that alpha's name was Dazai Osamu.

Lazy, bum, hobo, slacker, no-good, scheming, bandage-wasting machine, suicidal maniac…none of these were words used to describe an alpha. Yet, they were all used on Dazai Osamu.

“Dazai? What part of that bandage-squandering machine looks like an alpha?”

                                                                  — Doppo Kunikida (Beta)

“To be honest I thought Dazai-san was a beta when we first met…”

                                                                  — Nakajima Atsushi (Omega)

“Genetically speaking he’s an alpha.”

                                                                  — Edogawa Ranpo (Beta)

“Makes you want to cut him open and examine just how that guy’s an alpha, don’t you agree?”

                                                                  — Yosano Akiko (Alpha)

“His dynamic is as hard to tell as his past carrier…”

                                                                  — Tanizaki Junichirou (Beta)

“I still haven’t met anyone that could guess he’s an alpha at first glance!”

                                                                  — Tanizaki Naomi (Omega)

“In the countryside, Alphas were always the ones that take care of the fields.”

                                                                  — Miyazawa Kenji (Beta)

“Oh, he’s an alpha?”

                                                                  — Izumi Kyouka (Beta)

“…Regardless of dynamics, Dazai-kun is an important member of the agency.”

                                                                  — Fukuzawa Yukichi (Alpha)

Yes, this human bandage gobbling machine, failure as an alpha—was married.

To an omega.

There was an omega in this world that wanted Dazai.

Words such as mated and married never sounded so wrong when put in the same sentence as Dazai.

Soulless, petrified statues waited in the office the very next day. None of them could remember how they even got home after being blasted by such shocking news. Perhaps they didn’t go home. That would explain how none of them remember how they manage to come into the office this morning.

Ranpo was the only one that acted normal. He was munching on his snacks as usual, but no one else seemed to notice him in their mindless state.  

Time agonizingly ticked by.

The entire office was drowned in silence as they waited.

The moment the clock struck twelve, the door open.

Coming back into reality, the members finally moved. They all whipped their heads around, wanting to see just what kind of omega would choose that kind of alpha as mate.

Was this omega being threatened?

Was this omega blind?

Was this omega suffering from some sort of amnesia and was tricked by Dazai into marrying him?

What they saw made them turned back into stones.

A slender woman walked through the doorway with her black heels clattering against the green floor tiles. She wore a black, large big brim hat with decorated with reddish-orange flowers. The hat sat slanted over her head, blocking her face and showing only the tip of her chin and some strands of pumpkin orange hair brushed over her shoulder.

The woman’s chin was tilted up in confidence. Her long, black dress swayed with her movement. Occasionally, when she took bigger steps, her long and slender legs could be shown through the opening on the side. A black scarf was tied around her neck and flowing behind her back as she moved.

Even without seeing her face, just from the way she carried herself already gave off the image that the woman was a beauty.

Within her gloved hands, she held a small black purse. Yosano immediately recognized that bag. She had seen it when flipping through the magazine that was released just yesterday. That was the 1001 Nights Diamond Purse.

The female alpha doctor raised an eyebrow. So not only was the woman an omega but she also got a strong background. Normal people wouldn’t be able to afford that kind of money on a purse. Then...why Dazai?

None of them even saw Dazai until the alpha popped into their view and wiped off nonexistent dirt from the couch to let his mate sit.  

When the woman sat down and lifted her head, they were once more blown away by her feature.

She was as beautiful as they imagined.

The woman's face was sharp and refine like a sculpture carved out of ice. She got perfectly pointed chin with fair skin and thick lashes framing her eyes to bring out that blue in her pupils. Her eyes were like sapphires, shining vibrantly despite being such a poorly lit room.

Despite the cold and distant aura the woman was giving off, her eyes were burning vibrantly with fire and defiant. It was an unusual contrast, yet it was such a contrast that made her all the more eye-catching.

On the base of her long and slender neck, just below her scarf, were two mating scars. One on each side, the scars was the perfect replication of Dazai’s teeth mark. From those marred scent glands, the alluring scent of the omega’s flowed out, carrying the mixture of her alpha.

“Honey, meet my co-workers.” Dazai sat right up against his mate, practically gluing himself to her side as he held one of her hands in his and planted a kiss on the back of her wrist.

The sight made the corner of Kunikida’s glasses cracked.

Atsushi's brow twitched as he stared at the raven who was openly flirting with his own mate.

“From left to right is Tanizaki-kun, his sister Naomi-chan, the detective of our agency Ranpo-san, our physician Yosano-sensei, Kenji, Atsushi-kun, Kyouka-chan!”

“Is it just me or were our introductions really short?" Atsushi sweatdropped. Dazai even said all three of their names in one swift breath.

The woman didn’t say anything, but her blue eyes shifted to a certain blond who never got an introduction. His brows were twitching and a vein could be seen pulsing beneath his forehead.

"Oh, you don't need to bother about him, my love," Dazai purred, grasping both the woman's hands and leaned over her so much that the beautiful woman had to lean away. "You only need to look at me."

“HEY!” Kunikida shouted.

The rest of the members stared flatly at the pink hearts practically gushing out of Dazai. The alpha was saying every single cheesy line while the woman just looked away expressionlessly as if she couldn't even bother sparing a glance to deal with the idiot.

Atsushi couldn’t help but wonder just how those two become mates.

“And this!” Dazai wrapped his arm around the woman’s slender waist and pulled her into his side. “Is my lovely wife, Chuuna-chan!”

SNAP

Atsushi jumped when a sudden chill crawled down his spine.

He heard it.

He definitely heard a snap just now. As someone sensitive to how other people think, Atsushi keenly caught the sound of someone’s rationality snapping in two. He couldn't tell where it came from though. He looked over the woman's cold and stoic face, then to the other members of the agency. All of them looked like they had swallowed a fly.

The only one that looked pissed was Kunikida due to Dazai’s fooling around. Perhaps that was from Kunikida—Atsushi convinced himself, though something just didn’t feel right.

“So~” Dazai waved at the group. “Briefing over the mission?”

The visible vein on Kunikida’s forehead twitched, but he held it in and took a seat on the opposite couch of the pair. The rest gathered behind the couch, curious about the woman that was Dazai’s mate. Even Ranpo was very interested.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Chuuna-san. I am Kunikida Doppo.” Kunikida introduced himself politely to the woman. “We appreciate your help in assisting with our job. This will require you to go undercover into an underground auction. The security is extremely tight and there are possibilities of Ability users guarding that place. Are you certain you can take this job?”

The woman just stared at Kunikida with those firm, unwavering eyes. Kunikida felt goosebumps crawling all over his skin just from this woman’s stare. Just keeping eye contact with those sharp blue eyes made the beta break out cold sweats. The air even felt thinner and harder to breathe.  

If he had any doubts about whether or not this woman could take the job before, it was gone now. This woman was strong. She was stronger than anyone he had ever met. Just who exactly was she? Kunikida couldn't believe that he had never heard of someone like her before.

“Ah, Chuuna-chan isn't the talkative type. Just give her a basic briefing on what she needs to do and she'll have it done."

Kunikida wanted to kick Dazai out the window, but the woman’s presence made him held his foot back. He flipped open his notebook and began reviewing the mission with the omega.

The mission was simple. Dazai and his wife will infiltrate the auction and steals the data of all of the auction’s clients and dealers from the database. The police want to capture every single trail connected to the auction, include every single person behind it.

It was an extremely huge task, but that got nothing to do with them. Their job was just to get the information they needed.  

When the day of the mission finally came, the agency fell into another shock.

Dazai showed up, wearing a white suit with black dress sure and orange tie. His hair was groomed and he looked…decent for once. Handsome even.

No one in the agency even thought this was possible. They didn’t even know that Dazai even owned another set of clothes let alone something that looked so costly.

Chuuna stood by Dazai’s side.

She wore a long, red trumpet gown with her wavy orange hair were wrapped up in a bun on the back of her head—decorated with freshly cut crimson camellias. Her slender hands were fitted into a pair of long black leather gloves that reached past her elbow matched with black lace-up heels. A long scarf made of white fox pelt wrapped around her neck and flowed down her finely curved figure.

Around her bare shoulders was a large white coat protecting her from the chilly spring air. The coat was too large to be the woman’s, so it was obviously Dazai who put it over his mate’s shoulders. The way the large coat wrapped around the petite woman gave off a sense of protection from the outside world.

The alpha smoothly took his omega’s hand and led her to the white limo.

“Let’s go.” Dazai opened the door like a gentleman for his mate to get in first before following after.

Kunikida’s brows twitched, but he managed to swallow the urge to retort as he pulled open the driver’s seat.

“Oh, Kunikida-kun!” Dazai suddenly called, popping his head out of the window. “Drive slowly and steadily! What if my darling Chuuna chips a nail because you recklessly made a turn or went over a bump?!”

“DO YOU THINK WE’RE HERE FOR FUN?!” Kunikida all but screamed, not caring if Chuuna was present or not anymore. That bastard! Did Dazai think they're going for a picnic or something?!

Fuming, Kunikida went into the driver seat and slammed the door shut. He started the engine and stepped on the gas as they headed for their destination.

Never was the blond so thankful for driving a limo. With a limo, he wouldn't have to endure Dazai’s harassment. The two passengers on the back weren't able to see him, but Kunikida certainly can. The limo was installed with a camera showing driver the situation in the passenger seat in case of emergencies.

Unfortunately for him, Kunikida underestimated Dazai's ability to irritate people. Even without the alpha purposely pushing his buttons, Kunikida was on the verge of vomiting rainbows five minutes into the drive. To his defense, anyone would when they hear the things Dazai was saying to his mate.

Things such as;

“Oh Chuuna! There isn't a word in the dictionary for how beautiful you look tonight.”

And,

"Look only at me, alright? Otherwise, I would be jealous of all those eyes looking over Chunna's gorgeous body."

To things like,

“Your hand looks heavy, Chuuna. Here, let me hold them for you.”

Kunikida had to control his grip so that he wouldn’t rip the wheel off in frustration. What was that idiot doing?! That's not how to start conversations with a lady! No, scratch that, they were on a mission, not for him to throw his omega dumb cheesy lines!

And what’s more, the entire time the alpha was blabbering, the omega didn't even spare that idiot a glance! She was looking out the window, completely ignoring her alpha who was practically rubbing his face into her palm like some sort of lost puppy crying for attention.

Were they seriously mates? Kunikida was skeptical, but mating marks and scents can’t lie.

Unable to look anymore, Kunikida shut off the camera. He had a feeling if he continued to listen to these nonsenses, he will kick Dazai right out of the car, mission or not.

At the back of the limo, burnt umber eyes shifted to the direction of the camera where the small green light had disappeared, indicating that it has been turned off.

“Kunikida-kun sure loves peeking. I wonder if it’s your beauty that mesmerized him.” Dazai said teasingly as he looked at the woman sitting by his side.

The red-haired woman was still looking out the window, completely ignoring him. Dazai smiled, not bothered by the slightest as he warmed the woman’s hand in his own.

“Jokes aside, you do look stunning tonight.”

The woman scoffed.

“I am being serious.” Dazai chuckled as he rolled his omega’s glove down until that small wrist of hers was exposed and placed a kiss there. “It’s been a while since the two of us went on a mission together. I’m very happy.”

The woman finally turned her head from the window and gazed down at that man whose lips were still on her wrist. She pulled back her hand and shoved the raven’s head away.

“Liar, I can tell you’re happy as well!" Dazai said teasingly as he fixed the glove for his lover. “But compared to that, I missed having you by my side.”

The woman gave him a pointed look.

"Just meeting during the night isn't enough! I want my omega with me during the day too! Isn't it time for you to leave underground?"

The woman huffed and turned back to the window.

“I know, I haven’t forgotten that I dragged you into this. I don’t regret it though.”

After a long while, the woman turned back to Dazai with a questioning look on her bright blue eyes.

“Of course I can understand.” Dazai laughed. This time it wasn’t his overly dramatic or teasing laugh, but a genuine one that came from the bottom of his heart. He reached out and tucked a loose strand of orange hair behind his mate’s ear. “I know everything about you after all. Your timing, your attack, your behavior, your habits, what you like…I even know the tempos of your breathing. What kind of mate will I be if I can't even tell what you're thinking?"

The woman seemed taken back before she hurriedly whipped her head away. Dazai chuckled as he watched the tip of the woman's ear slowly reddened. Unable to help himself, he leaned down and bit into that soft earlobe, causing the omega to suck in a shuddering breath.

When they arrived at the destination, Kunikida got off the car and opened the door for Dazai and his omega, playing the role of a dutiful driver.

All around, cars were parked in a straight line, all of the drivers doing the same as they open the door for their employers.

Men and women, all dressed up in fancy gowns came out of their cars. If an outsider sees this, they would probably think it was just some rich people having a get together on a cruise. No one would even think that these people were all dealing in shady business.

The moment Dazai exited the car, all eyes were drawn to him.

Most of the guests are well over their thirties, so suddenly seeing someone so young and handsome has caught many off guard. Women blushed at the sight of such a handsome alpha, while the men and alphas gawked at the gorgeous omega accompanying him.

Whispers traveled around as Dazai wrapped an arm around his mate’s small waist and pulled her close in an almost possessive way.

The people around parted ways to let them by, staring as these graceful pair walked across the red carpet.

Kunikida never wanted to beat Dazai up so much. The raven's omega was standing out like a sore thumb. Or rather, both of them were completely standing out! This was supposed to be a stealth mission! How are they supposed to perform stealth if they stood out?!

Whatever Kunikida was thinking, Dazai didn’t know. But even if he did, he wouldn’t care.

They entered the cruise after shoving the guards their invitation card. The securities there performed body check on every single guest. Phones and all electronics were compensated. After all that was done, they were asked to provide their fingerprints and DNA. Having all prepared that beforehand, Dazai and his omega got in quite easily. The two were led to a ballroom with the other guests. It was a place for them to relax, as the auction won’t start until the cruise departs into the sea.

Being the center of attention, it didn’t take long for someone to come up and talk to them.

“You are Akiyama’s son, aren’t you?” An alpha in his forties said as he walked up to the pair with a glass of champagne in hand. “I know your father. He’s an old colleague of mine.”

Dazai immediately recognized this man. He had memorized every guests' information and their connections to the Akiyama father and son. This middle-aged man was the chairman of Chiba University Hospital, Omura Hayato.

“Omura-san. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Dazai greeted politely with a slight dip of his head to show his respect.

“What happened to your father's company was a pity.” Omura sighed. Although he was talking with Dazai, his eyes were roaming all over the redhead standing beside him. More than once his eyes had stopped on the small, A-cup bump on her chest and the curve of her hips.

“But I can’t understand what was going through your father’s head. To think he accidentally killed one of his omega staff while attempting to rape her. If he wanted an omega, he should have just use money to buy them! I can't understand why he wasted so much effort on that kind of commoner. Don't you agree, boy?”

The man’s voice wasn’t soft. If anything, he purposely spoke loud enough for the bystanders watching them to hear.

“You are correct. I too disagree with what my father did.” Dazai replied professionally, never once did the smile on his face disappear.

The lack of reaction from Dazai clearly put the man off, but he still stuck around, making small talks until he finally got to his point.

“A lovely omega you have here.” He complimented as the lust in his eyes became deeper. His eyes swept by the woman’s mating marks, but the fact that the woman seemed to have mated wasn't off-putting for him in the least.

After all, to these people—to every single one of them here—omegas meant nothing. To them, omegas were just toys used for pleasure. Even in this auction, there will be omegas auction out as slaves. In the past when alpha enslaved omegas, some of them will mark the poor creatures as a show of property right, not mating, so these people thought the same.

Despite being all dressed up, Dazai was still had on his bandages underneath his suits. His mating marks were hidden under those bandages while his wife's marks were exposed for all to see. The people here will only think that the dark-haired alpha brought his specially trained slave to show off tonight.

They all know how stupid and spoiled this son of Akiyama Eito was. They had a fair share of laughs at all the scandals Akiyama Eito had to cover up for this idiotic son. While Dazai may act decent and polite, the other guests just brushed him off as him putting up a fake front.

“A beauty indeed…I’ve never seen such fine omega.” As Omura said that, he reached out a hand towards the redhead’s delicate face. Just when his finger almost brushed against that soft-looking skin, a glass of red wine intercepted that greedy hand’s path.

“My apologies.” Dazai smiled as he held the stem of the glass in his hand gracefully. “But did I say you could touch her?”

The man’s face burned bright with anger that someone so much younger than him dared to talk to him like that. However, Omura knew he can’t cause too big of a scene, so he cleared his throat. Muttering some words to Dazai before he turned to leave.

"This glass is dirty," Dazai said, looking down at the wine before he casually placed it onto a tray of a passing waiter and took a new one. He offered it to his omega who elegantly accepted it.

The redhead looked down at the red wine, gently swirling the fluid around to let the aroma rise. Then, she pressed the rim of the tall glass against her rose-red lips and tipped the cup upward.

The people around stared at the woman’s fluid movement.

Such elegance matched with that stoic, alluring face gave the audiences a feeling that this omega came from a wealthy family like themselves. An omega like this was different from any other omega slaves they had played with. Men and alphas felt the urge to wreck this woman, to throw her under them and strip her of dignity and hear her begs them for mercy.

As fantasy spread through these men’s mind, the pheromones thickened within the grand ballroom.

It didn’t take long for another man to come up to them, then another, followed by another.

They all greeted Dazai and spoke to him, yet all their eyes were trained on the orange-haired omega. More than once they hinted on buying the gorgeous omega off his hand or even just renting for a day, but Dazai just smiled and dismissed them all.

After an hour of enjoying themselves at the party, the auction was finally going to commence. Rather than having all of them enter at once, the guests were taken to the auction one by one while the rest waited in the ballroom.

When a waiter came up to inform them that it was their turn, Dazai took his omega by the hand and followed their guide.

They came to the lower part of the ship and into a huge stage that took up the space of two floors. The hall circling the stage was made with glass panels. There were private rooms on both floors for the guests to participate  

They were lead down the ship and into a stage surrounded by private rooms for each guest where they can enjoy the auction in private. Once they settle into their room, they won’t be allowed out until the auction ends. Any needs they can just ask their waiter for them to bring into their room. Once the auction ends, they will be taken out of their rooms one by one just like how they entered.

This way, no one will know who was in which bidding room bidding for the item.

There was a hundred percent privacy for guests and what’s more…

Dazai’s eyes narrowed at a row of men dressed in waiter uniform standing against the side of the wall like statues. While they looked like ordinary waiter dutifully waiting for orders, the raven-haired alpha could tell they weren't waiters at all.

They were trained killers.

Should anything happen during the auction, they will immediately take out every single guest trapped in their rooms. While each room looked sturdy, the walls facing the hall was hollow inside. A normal gun could easily pierce through the thin woods and into the target inside.

"Here's your room, sir." The waiter bowed as he held the door to Dazai’s room open.

“Yes, of course!” Dazai smiled as he let go of his omega. "May I ask if the person behind the auction will also be watching?"

“Of course, the boss will be watching to ensure the auction goes smoothly.” The waiter replied without a beat.

No matter how much the waiter tried to hide it, Dazai keenly caught the belittlement hidden within that waiter's eye.

“Then can you put in some words for me to your boss?” Dazai asked, the calm mask he was wearing broke, showing eagerness. “This omega here, I’ve trained her for years. I’m sure the boss will like it. There are some things I wish to discuss with him, could you put in some words for me?”

“I’m afraid that is against the rules, sir.” The waiter said with a troubled look. But once more, the way those eyes roam over the redhead did not escape Dazai’s eyes.

Dazai discreetly stuffed a rolled-up bill into the waiter's hand before shoving his omega forward. "I'm sure your boss will be pleased with her. She is the finest omega you'll find anywhere in the market! I've trained her in many places; she knows how to make a man scream.”

The waiter continued to act hesitant, but after some push from Dazai, he finally complied. He did not take Dazai’s money. He just hurriedly gave him back the bills and assured him that he will get the job done.  

With a satisfied smirk, Dazai walked into the room without giving his omega a second look.

Once the door closed, the waiter speedily called over two other waiters to watch over the closed door.

Then, under his co-worker's jealous gazes, the waiter grabbed the omega roughly by the arm and dragged her away.

The waiter sped down the hall as if he couldn't even wait for a second longer as he brought the omega into the upper floor and into an old storage room.

The waiter threw the omega into the storage before stripping off the cameras attached on him. He disabled it and set it aside on a shelf. He closed the door shut behind him as the clicking sound of the door locking resonated through the small space.

"What an idiot!" The waiter laughed, finally revealing his real nature as he leered lustfully at the omega in front of him. After all, as alpha, omegas were too alluring for them to pass the chance. "Your dumb master seems to think he could use you to get close to the boss, what a joke! He doesn't even understand his own position." He mocked as he undid his tie and unbuckled his belt.

"My name is Adam, memorize it because that's gonna be name of your alpha from now, little omega." He chuckled as the alpha's thick musk filled the room.

The omega had her head dipped, slowly backing up until she hit the wall.

The alpha chuckled at that as he advanced on her, mouth already slaving from the scent coming from the delectable omega before him.

“Your master said you know how to make a man scream, let see if that’s true!” And then, the alpha eagerly closed the last distance between them, reaching out to tear the omega’s dress off. However, at the last second, his hands were grabbed by a pair of slender gloved ones.

Sounds of crackling bones came from the alpha's wrists before those delicate-looking hands completely crushed all the bones inside. The flesh was distorted from the tight pressure as blood burst out from those wrung wrists and splattered over the floor.

The waiter was in so much pain that he could only let out dry screams until this throat doesn't even work anymore. He had collapsed on his knees, held up only by his broken hands still being gripped by the omega. He was wheezing as he stared at his mangled wrist in horror.

“You want to scream, then I’ll make you scream, master.” Came deep, husky voice came from above.

The waiter shakily looked up and was met with a pair of chilling blue eyes looking down on him as if looking at a piece of garbage.

CRACK

“AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!”

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After every honorable guest has settled into the private rooms, the auction finally began. On the stage, a beautiful lady would walk out, carrying all types of items while a man at the counter shouted for price. Behind the two was a huge screen, showing all the information about the item being auctioned.

A waiter walked along the windows, looking down at the items currently being bid on. It was sixteen complete sets of organs, all in perfect condition with different blood types and genders. It was obvious where the auction had gotten these organs from, and it certainly wasn't from donors.

The waiter stepped into the elevator. He pulled out a key card from his pocket and swiped it over the key slot before pressing the highest level button.

Once arrived, he strolled out into the bright hallway. He looked around before finding a door with another key slot. He swiped it over, causing the door to open, revealing the boat’s control room.

“Who are you?” One of the men looked up from their work.

“I got orders from the boss to deliver a message." The waiter replied as the doors slowly closed behind him…

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Dazai watched impassively as an omega was put up onto the auction stage. The omega was a male. Thick chains wrapped around his neck like a dog with a leash as he sat in the center of the light and cameras. His eyes were glazed over, clearly drugged and dressed in transparent fabric that hid nothing of his pale body.

The man at the auction was going wild, screaming out prices that just kept stacking higher and higher.

It appeared that omegas were very popular amongst the guests tonight.

The door opened up right then, revealing a waiter holding a tray of appetizers Dazai had called for. The appetizers were a plate of king crab legs, raw oysters, a glass of wine with apples and grapes.

The waiter set the food onto the table, turning to leave when Dazai called out to him.

"Hold it!" Dazai commanded without even looking away from the auction. He clicked his tongue in irritation as he slammed against the bidding button, stacking the price on the omega even higher, but he was soon outbid once again. “My crabs aren’t even deshelled, these apples and grapes aren't skinned either. You expect me to eat these?!”

“My apologies sir, I will bring them back to the kitchen and have them remake it.” The waiter said, about to take the tray away when Dazai stopped him.

“Forget it! You stay here and peel them for me!” Then Dazai slammed his fist against the bid button again.

The waiter paused. He looked back to the other two waiters guarding by the door. When he has gotten the signal, the waiter picked up a slice of apple and began to peel the skin off with a fruit knife. Seeing that, the other two waiters outside closed the door to allow their guest privacy.

The moment the door shut, the waiter dropped the apple and stabbed the knife into it.

“Well now, that’s not a very good service. I should reconsider the tips I was going to give!” Dazai said dramatically, losing the cold expression he just had as he smiled at the waiter standing over him.

The sound of knuckles crackling echoed throughout the room.

“I was just kidding!” Dazai stretched out one long arm and wrapped it around the waiter's slender hip. With a pull, he had the petite waiter fitting perfectly onto his lap. "If you feed me though, I’ll consider giving you lots of tips tonight~”

He whispered slyly into the waiter’s ear. He watched as the tip of the other man’s ear turned red before the standard white gloves of the waiter pushed his head away.

“Stop messing around!” A deep voice hissed. “The mission—”

“Is over,” Dazai finished for him, holding out a hand. Knowing what he wanted, the waiter reached into his pocket and handed over a USB drive. “All we need to do is to relax and watch the show now.”

The waiter didn’t speak for a long time. Blue eyes turned down to the auction, just as the bidding for that male omega ended.

"He'll be saved," Dazai promised.

The waiter huffed as he reached for the wine on the table. Before he could touch the bottle, his hand was caught by a bandaged one, causing him to look over to the alpha in irritation.

“Now what?”

“I want crabs.”

“Hah? Go get them yourself!”

"But you can break the shells faster than me!" Dazai whined.

Sighing in irritation, the red-haired man grabbed a crab leg. With a simple press of his fingers, the shell completely shattered, revealing the tender flesh inside.

“Here," The redhead snapped as he held the crab to the dark-haired alpha.

Dazai smiled as he gently took that small wrist within his hand. He guided the other man's hand until the piece of crab was against his lips. He took a bite into the juicy meat and slurped it out of the rest of the shell.

Blue eyes stared at the way the alpha ate. He grabbed another one, breaking the shell just as easily before feeding it directly into Dazai’s waiting mouth. On the stage, the omega boy had been taken away. Now, the guests were bidding for an omega girl.

From the corner of his eyes, the waiter watched the amount these rich people poured into that poor girl. It was sickening.

Licking the crab juice from his lips, Dazai was finally satisfied as he looked at his lover whose attention was on the auction.

“So…when are you going to change back, Chuuna-chan?”

“AH?!” A vein popped over the waiter as blue eyes glared darkly at the man beneath him. “Why the hell do I still need to wear that stupid getup!? Didn’t you say the mission’s finished?!”

“The mission itself is complete, but there’s still one more role for Chuuna.” Dazai explained, dropping his smile as he regarded the other with a serious face.

“I threw that stupid dress away." The redhead gritted out. He couldn’t hide his cringe at the memory of that dumb thing he was forced to wear.

"Oh, no need to worry about that! I have it all prepared!” Dazai sang as he pulled out another dress from under his coat.

The waiter’s brows twitched as he stared at the white dress filled with flowers and laces in disbelieve. He jolted out of daze when he felt hands starting to unbutton his shirt.

“The hell you’re doing?!”

“Helping you change?”

“I can do that on my own!”

With that, the bathroom door slammed shut, leaving Dazai all alone in the room. The raven-haired alpha stared at the closed door for a long time before letting out a soft chuckle.  

He held up the bottle of wine and smirked after looking over its brand and years. He knew his mate would pick the most expensive one from the winery.

He grabbed two glasses and poured out the wine.

Dazai watched as the female omega was brought off the stage. That was the last of the human trafficking. Now, they were into newly developed drugs that aren’t even out in the market. Dazai popped a grape into his mouth as he waited for his lover to come out. Occasionally, he would tab the bid button when the time was just right to show his participation.

Dazai was swirling his wine in his glass when the bathroom door opened. He looked up and smiled at the beautiful woman that had reappeared before his eyes.  

The white tea-length dress was practically made for his omega with the way it showed off his narrow waist and slender limbs. Dazai had every single one of those dresses custom-made just for this day, and the results were better than any of his fantasies. His lover never ceased to amaze him with that beauty of his.

“Here, love," Dazai called, patting his lap as if the omega was some kind of dog that would jump on his command.

A frown appeared over the orange-haired male. The rejection on his face was clear as day.

"I need to add the finishing touches," Dazai said innocently with large, wide eyes.

“Why do I have to sit on your lap to do that?”

“Do you see any other place to sit?”

The redhead looked around and realized that his mate was right. There was only a single couch in this entire room and Dazai was occupying it. Even the table where he set the food was small, not big enough to fit in a person.

“You…don’t tell me you planned this.” He hissed, feeling the urge to pummel his alpha into the wall. He wasn’t going to believe that this auction was so lousy that they can’t even afford to give their guests proper sofa and tables.

“Of course not!” Dazai urged, patting his lap even harder. “Hurry up!”

The redhead gritted his teeth. He told himself to calm down. He can beat this shit up all he wants after they get home. He had promised Dazai to listen to all of his order on this mission, so he will do that.

Crimson light outlined the petite figure. With a simple leap, the omega flew across the room and landed right onto the raven’s lap. Dazai’s arms snaked around that perfect little waist and pulled the redhead back so that his bareback exposed by the dress was pressed against his chest.  

"Don't move," Dazai whispered into the other’s ears when the omega tried to get up.

He carefully held his mate’s hand and pulled out a pair of white gloves from his pocket. Slowly, as if treating some kind of delicate and important task, he pulled the glove over his mate’s lovely hands—one finger at a time.

Blue eyes softened as the omega watched the alpha’s ministrations. The redhead began to relax into his alpha’s warm body and allow himself to be taken care of.

After Dazai finished setting the gloves over his mate's hands, he pulled out a bracelet and secured it over that pale right wrist. After that, he pulled out a diamond necklace and earrings, putting them onto his mate carefully to make sure everything was perfect. Then finally, he pushed the pumpkin orange bangs over the omega’s right ear and clipped it up with two simple white clips.

The redhead’s face was slightly flushed at his alpha’s tenderness. Blue eyes darted everywhere but his mate in an obvious sign of shyness.

Dazai grinned as he gave that cute earlobe a nip, causing the other to jump in surprise.

“You—…what’s that?” The omega blinked when he saw his alpha slowly untying the bandages around his left wrist. He didn’t notice at first, but now closer, he could tell those weren’t bandages at all, but white ribbons made of fine silk.

“For your neck," Dazai answered. “We have to hide your Adam’s apple after all.”

The omega didn’t say anything after that. He leaned forward, giving his mate space for him to tie the ribbon around his neck.

The fabric was extremely soft and with the alpha’s gentleness, the redhead didn’t feel the slightest bit of discomfort.

Dazai wrapped a couple of layers of ribbon that beautiful pale neck and tied a large bow to the side. Fixing the bow up just right, he pulled his mate back against his body and his hands slid down to those smooth, well-defined legs.

"W-what are you doing?!" the redhead spluttered, pressing the dress down when the alpha suddenly pulled his right leg into the air.

“Shoes of course! What did you think I was doing?” Dazai asked innocently as that perverted hand stroke down his bare leg. “Now come a bit closer, I can’t reach your foot like this.

“Wait, stupid!” Chuuya yelped when Dazai pulled his knee against his chest so he could grab his foot. The omega shivered at the feeling of the cold air stroking his bottom. He never felt as embarrassed in his entire life as this very moment.

Chuuya felt the familiar weight of woman's heel slipped onto his foot and tied around his ankle. When Dazai was done, he slowly put his mate's leg down, making sure to slide his hand back up that smooth skin as he did so. Then without any warning, the redhead had his other leg pulled up as his dress pooled around his waist.

Although Dazai was slipping on the white heel for his lover, his eyes were focused on that pale hip exposed to his sight. He could see the smooth linings of the lingerie he had sacrificed two ribs just to get his mate to put on before heading out.

It was a plain white bikini made of satin.

The way that thin piece of fabric slid against that milk white skin made the saliva in the alpha's mouth increase. When the omega shifted around as he tried to cover his private area, the silky fabric of his underwear was pushed up a little, revealing a red kiss mark a certain alpha had left from last night. Saliva nearly spilled out of the alpha's mouth at the alluring sight.

The moment he finished putting on the shoe, the weight on his lap was gone. Dazai sighed in disappointment as he watched his lover landing ever so gracefully on those five-inch heels with the white dress fluttering around him.

Dazai got up, grasping his mate's hand and guided him to the bathroom to stand before the wide mirror.

“What do you think?” He purred into the omega’s ear.

The redhead stared at himself with wide blue eyes. When the two of them standing stood together in front of the mirror-like this, the omega realized how matching their outfits were. It wasn’t just the colour scheme, but also their style—especially the way Dazai did his hair.

The alpha’s hair had combed back on his left side, and he had done the same thing for the redhead’s right side.

It was like they were wearing a lover’s set of clothes.

Colours rose to the redhead’s cheeks at this realization. It was even enough for him to forget that he was dressed up as a girl. Just as he turned to the alpha and parted those rosy lips, the ship shook with the loud sound of explosion coming from below.

“What was that?!” The redhead gasped, using gravity to steady himself on the floor.

"Looks like we're not the only ones that infiltrated into this auction." The alpha said as those sharp eyes narrowed.

“Who—” The redhead’s words got cut off when the ship shook again as another explosion blasted from somewhere below them.

“No good, they’re trying to sink the ship!” Dazai said urgently. “Chuuya! Get the ship to the beach!”

“Tch! Grab onto something, shitty Dazai!” Chuuya ordered as crimson outline spread through his body. Kicking off the floor, he flew across the room, kicking the door right off the hinge as he came out into the hall.  

The moment he did, the sound of gunfire echoed across the cruise.

The disoriented guards that were shaken from the blast instantly found a target the moment Chuuya appeared before them. Bullets flew towards the red-haired woman dress in white. The moment the bullets touched her, it all froze in midair as if held onto by an invisible force.  

A wide, devilish smirk tugged apart those rosy lips. With a spin kick, all the bullets were sent back flying to the guards. The moment white heels touched the ground, the omega was off into the air, shooing into the enemies at a speed faster than their bullets. He easily destroyed them with kicks and punches.

Just as Chuuya was about to thrust a leg into another guard, all of his hair shot up upon the heavy static rumbling in the air. A split second later, the redhead let out a choked cry when electricity zapped through his entire body.

“Now, now, that’s no way for a lady to behave.” A grating voice sang as Chuuya stumbled, his body momentarily numbed from the shock as he glared up at a blond, rat-faced man standing in front of him dressed in those standard waiter uniform. His body was practically glowing with electricity dancing around his body like docile pets.  

The man let out a high pitched laugh, licking his lips as he eyed the omega before him.

As Chuuya tried to steady his shaking hands, sharp blue eyes darted around to see a few more waiters coming up to surround him. These people must have been hiding somewhere waiting for an opportunity to attack. The air around these newcomers was different from the ones he had taken down. That means these are the Ability users guarding the auction.

“Heh…saves me the trouble of finding all of you." Chuuya snickered as the numbness in his body finally subsided. These Ability users weren't expecting such a deep voice to come out of the feminine-looking omega, so they were all taken back.

Taking his chance, Chuuya appeared in front of the rat-faced man in a blink of an eye. The man couldn't even react before he was sent flying across the hall. Crimson light outlined his body and slammed him with a force so strong he went right through the floor.

Without a pause, Chuuya spun on his heels, about to face the rest when his ankle twisted.

“Damn it!” Chuuya gasped, cursing his mate as he watched an Ability user sent out a blast of fire towards him.  

Chuuya could already feel heat licking at his exposed skin as he watched those flames came at him. Just as he was about to activate his ability to pull himself away from the fire, a warm arm wrapped around his waist, breaking his fall as Chuuya saw a bandaged hand stretched towards the flame. The moment the scorching fire touched that hand, it disappeared in a flash of light.

“Getting rusty there, partner.” Dazai’s voice came from above his head.

“This wouldn't happen if you didn't make me wear this stupid getup!" Chuuya growled. He put his hands onto his lover’s shoulders, using the tall lanky alpha as leverage as he flipped over the alpha and slammed his heel into an ability user that tried to sneak up behind them, bashing him right through the floor to join his teammate.

Dazai smiled as he sidestepped a bullet. He grabbed his omega's hand and intertwined their fingers. With a pull, the two of them switched place. With his gravity, Chuuya sent the bullets that had aimed for Dazai flying back while Dazai nullified some weird, jelly-like substances shot at Chuuya.

The two of them fought with grace. Their movements were completely in sync like a dance as they mow down the ability users one after another.

After the enemies were taken care of, the pair made it out into the deck where Dazai stopped and let go of his lover’s hand.

The redhead flew towards the sky on a small piece of board ripped off of the deck. The ship was already half-sunken by this point with the rear of the ship completely in water.

"That's why I said we should have done this from the beginning." The redhead smirked, spreading his arms as crimson light outlined the entire ship. Without even breaking a sweat, the omega lifted the ship out of the greedy clutches of the sea. Changing the gravitation, he sent the ship hurling towards the beach.

From the sky, the redhead was able to see the people gathered at the beach. Police cars were flashing blue and red lights and he could even see the familiar faces of his mate’s co-workers.

“He knew this would happen?" The redhead frowned. He looked to the deck, eyes searching for his mate but Dazai was nowhere to be found.

Just as the ship slid onto the beach, the omega changed the gravitation again and made it come to an abrupt stop. With his ability, he deformed the bottom of the ship until it was completely flat so that it can stand upright. After letting it sink deep into the sand and making sure it wouldn't fall over, he released his power over it.

Tossing aside the piece of wooden board he was standing on, the redhead was about to just drop down like usual when his dress was blown upward by the strong wind. The feeling of the cold air flowing between his legs made him tremble as his face flared up in red.

His legs clamped together tightly and was about to shove his hands between his legs to push the dress down when he remembered there were people around. He had to act natural. He can’t do such an embarrassing pose. Chuuya convinced himself that it was fine. From their angle, they couldn't possibly see anything.

Chuuya slowly and carefully drifted down. With his power, he added weight to the dress so it wouldn't fly up to his face as he came down. He took slow and steady breathes, hoping that the embarrassment on his face hadn't been seen.

The people below hurriedly moved away at the sight of the woman descending from the night sky. Wearing nothing but white, she was practically glowing beneath the moonlight. Her hair lightly swayed in the windless air and her dress twirled around those slender legs.

At that very moment, there was only one thought that ran through everyone’s mind.

This woman was an angel.

As Chuuya flew down, he saw a raven-haired man in white suit standing on the sand gazing up at him with those soft umber eyes. He extended a bandaged hand up towards the omega like a gentleman offering a lady to a dance.

Without thinking, the redhead reached out. He placed his hand onto the alpha's larger palm. Long fingers wrapped securely around his hand before blinding light burst from their joined hands. Chuuya let out a small gasp as his control over gravity was nullified. The omega fell into the alpha's waiting arms as his white dress fluttered around them.

Under the silvery moonlight, the alpha and omega stood by the seashore dressed in white and embracing one another. It was truly a sight to behold.

“Welcome back, my dear," Dazai said affectionately as the redhead blushed from within his mate’s arms.

Chuuya opened his mouth, about to say something back when the sound of someone clearing their throat cut in.

"Ahem!"

The redhead hastily jumped out of his alpha's arms and turned to see rows of people standing there gawking at them. At the very front were his mates' co-workers from that detective firm.

A silver-haired alpha dressed in kimono and wooden sandals walked up to them. He was the one who had interrupted just now.

“Well done on your missions." The alpha complimented as sharp eyes gazed down at Chuuya. “It was thanks to you that we have successfully captured the targets and the data containing all of their trades. We were also able to safely apprehend all the people on the ship, including eight Ability users that were taken down. You have my thanks.”

Chuuya opened his mouth but snapped his jaw shut when he remembered that he was still pretending to be a girl. In the end, he just nodded as a response.  

“I have heard about your situation from Dazai-kun.” The man continued. “Nakahara Chuuya, former King of Sheep.”

Blue eyes widened for only a split second before reverting back to normal. Chuuya looked towards Dazai who was smiling all innocently at him. The bastard, what in the world was he planning now?

"During the crossfire between Port Mafia and the Sheep that had allied with the Gelhart Security Service, you faked your death to escape from Port Mafia’s eyes. Since then, you've gone underground together with Dazai-kun. I have seen the reports of missions you had performed together with Dazai-kun secretly behind Port Mafia’s back. Dazai-kun also vouched for your excellency in handling with paper works as well. The Agency could use someone of your skills. Welcome to the Armed Detective agency. You may begin your work first thing tomorrow morning. I am sure Dazai-kun will show you the steps.”

“…Hah?” Chuuya could only utter dumbly.

Unfortunately for him, the silver-haired man didn't care to elaborate. With his speech said and done, he walked off, leaving one petrified Nakahara Chuuya.

“Um, congratulation!” A voice snapped him out of daze as Chuuya blinked and found the rest of the Armed Detective Agency members gathered before him. The one who spoke just now was that boy Dazai picked up with the tiger ability.

Chuuya had been there that time in the warehouse when his mate confronted the boy. Dazai had told him there would be something fun and called him over. To avoid being noticed by his mate's co-workers, he had been sitting on the rooftop watching everything from there.

“Your ability was amazing, Chuuna—I mean…Nakahara-san!” The boy continued, looking at the redhead with sparkling eyes.

“I’ve never seen such strong ability before!” Yosano commented, thoroughly impressed.

“That was gravity was it?” Tanizaki asked timidly.

The group's voices began to turn into a jumble of noises. Through Chuuya’s ringing ears, he couldn't pick out anything but congratulations and welcomes. Before he could process everything that had happened, his hands were grasped by a larger pair…but ones that definitely did not belong to his mate.

“WELCOME!” A certain blond with glasses was literally in tears as he shouted these words to him. “Finally! Finally I won't need to deal with that human waste of bandages anymore! Welcome to our Agency…really…welcome…!"

Chuuya sweatdropped as he watched a grown man broke down into sobs right before his eyes. If he remembered correctly, this was Dazai’s…partner?

The corner of Chuuya’s lips twitched. He had a pretty good idea what this was about already…

“Ku-ni-ki-da-kun~” Dazai’s singsong voice cut in as Chuuya found a pair of arms wrapping around his shoulders from behind. With a hard pull, the omega stumbled into his alpha’s chest as his hands slipped out of the weeping beta’s.

“Could you not go around molesting my darling Chuuya?” Dazai asked with a bright smile. Though he was smiling, there was an eerie shadow cast over his eyes with veins throbbing beneath the thin skin of his forehead.

Kunikida kept on crying as he wiped his face into his sleeve, completely oblivious to his partner's (soon to be ex-partner) threats. The blond was too overjoyed to notice anything around him anymore.

"So there you have it, everyone!" Dazai exclaimed to the rest of his comrades. “My mate, Nakahara Chuuya, will be working in the Agency starting tomorrow, please look after—”

“JUST WAIT A FUCKING DAMN SECOND YOU SCHEMING BASTARD!” A very husky and unmistakably a male’s voice roared throughout the air, causing every single bystander to turn into stones as they stared at the source of where that deep voice came from.  

Even the President who was quite far away staggered when he heard the voice.

The only one that didn’t seem the slightest bit shock was Ranpo. He was cackling as he took in everyone's reactions as if this was exactly what he came here for.

That beautiful memory of the angel in white drifting down from the night shattered in every single one of their hearts. Right now, that ethereal being was clutching onto the raven-haired alpha's collar and shaking the life of him while screaming in a man’s voice, “What did he mean hire?! When did I say that I wanted to work at your place?!”

“But Chuuya!” Dazai spluttered as his eyes swirled from being shaken so violently. "Didn't you miss going onto mission together? Instead of hiding in the dark helping me with jobs like back in the old days, we can now work together all the time!”

“Like hell I want to work with you every single day! I thought it was weird, you’re the one behind those explosions on that ship, weren’t you?! And what did that guy meant by I'm good with paper works? You shitty vagabond! Don't tell me you're planning on pushing all of your works onto me!”

“Chuuya! How could you accuse me of something like that?!”

“You were doing that way back in your Mafia days, you bastard! Don't tell me you forgotten how you brought home stacks after stacks of your paperwork every fucking night, threatening me to do them for you!”

“CHUUYA!” Dazai suddenly shouted. His outburst made Chuuya jumped as his grip over the alpha’s collar loosened.

“I want to work with you again, Chuuya," Dazai said seriously as he cupped the redhead’s face within his hands. He leaned down towards the omega until their forehead touched. Chuuya unconsciously held his breath as he stared into those warm brown eyes gazing at him, portraying nothing but love and adoration.

“This time, I don’t want to keep you in the dark anymore. I want you to come out into the light. What do you say, Chuuya?” He whispered so softly that Chuuya could barely hear over the ocean breeze.

It wasn’t the first time Dazai mentioned working in the light and all that. Every time he did, Chuuya would just brush him off.

On that faithful day, after his comrades betrayed him, Dazai gave him an offer. Join Port Mafia, or serve under him. Should he choose the latter, Dazai will use his position within the Port Mafia to help him get all the information with regards to Arahabaki. In addition to that, Dazai also promised him the members of the Sheep’s safety.

Chuuya didn't like the raven-haired alpha at the time, but he didn't like the idea of being part of the Port Mafia even more, especially after such betrayal. With nothing left, Chuuya chose the second option. As much as he hated Dazai, from just their short time together Chuuya knew the man was one to keep his words.  

Dazai indeed kept his words.

First, he pulled the Sheep out of the battle while both the Mafia and GSS were distracted by one another and sent them away. After that, he faked Chuuya’s death before the eyes of his men and handed in a false report to his boss. Since then, Chuuya had always been in living under Dazai’s arrangement.

Ougai Mori never investigated the matter. It wasn’t like Mori completely trusted Dazai. If anything, Mori was always watching Dazai in fear that the youngest executive would one day overthrow him from his position. The reason was simply because Chuuya wasn’t important enough to have him take any actions.

Chuuya’s ability was strong, but not so strong that Mori would waste efforts to dig out a person Dazai had hid. To Mori, Dazai’s existence was more important than Chuuya, so creating a rift between them over Chuuya simply wasn’t worth it.

However, all that was built upon the fact that Chuuya and Dazai got no relationships.

That was why even when Dazai started working at his new job, Chuuya chose to keep hiding.

The Port Mafia might be alright with their ex-executive jumping to the Armed Detective Agency, but what if Chuuya got involved? If he appears, then the Port Mafia might not quietly watch from the distance anymore but would do everything to take Dazai back.

As mates, they were essentially one. By taking Dazai back, not only would Port Mafia regain their most powerful strategist, but they will also have their hands on the vessel of Arahabaki.

They would become a two in one deal which would be too tempting for the Port Mafia to pass. Anytime the Port Mafia needed Chuuya’s power, all they need to do was to put a gun against Dazai and Chuuya would be forced to do their bidding. Likewise, Chuuya could also be used for Mori to control Dazai.

That was one thing that can never happen.

Chuuya rather live in the shadows for the rest of his life than to become Dazai’s leash. Besides, his current lifestyle wasn't bad. It was very laid back...though sometimes he did found it boring, especially with his mate having to work most of the time.

Tonight was probably the first in a while that he felt this good. He missed using his Ability and getting some actions to stretch his muscles.

Chuuya sighed as he pulled his face out of his mate’s hands. “The Port Mafia—”

“We will deal with them when the time comes. As long as we’re together, Mori-san won’t lay a finger on you. Not without risking the entire organization.”

“Aren’t you confident?”

“Of course.” Dazai smiled. “Because Chuuya is my mate.”

“Hmph…” Chuuya snorted, seemingly much calmer than before.

“By the way, Dazai…” Chuuya breathed softly against his mate’s lips.

“Yes, love?” Dazai breathed back tenderly.

“There was no reason for me to change back to this getup, was there?”

A moment of silence passed between the lovey-dovey couple.

“Chuuya!” Dazai pulled back with a loud gasp as if he had received some sort of huge shock. With a face full of seriousness, he clasped his omega’s hands tightly within his own.

“You were like an angel descending from the heavens.”

Chuuya’s automatic Dazai translator: “Your underwear is sexy.”

“GO TO HELL YOU STINKIN' MACKEREL!"

Dazai could have avoided the attack easily.

He knew his lover's timing and patterns, evading his attack was as simple as breathing. However, for the first time, the alpha was completely rooted in his spot.

His eyes were blown wide and as a curtain of white parted before his eyes. That beautifully shaped leg of his mate was seemingly coming at him in slow motion. Dazai’s eyes hungrily raked over that smooth and elastic skin. His eyes trailed higher and higher until his caught a glimpse of that heavenly sight just before the side of a white heel made contact with the side of his head.

CRACK

Later on, someone from the Agency looked back at this moment and asked Dazai why he made the omega change into a dress knowing he would get beat up for it.

The alpha’s response was this…

"I’m going to get kicked either way, why not get some benefits out of it~?"

                                                                  — Dazai Osamu

The veins on Chuuya’s head throbbed as the omega watched his mate drew a perfect arc in the sky and fell headfirst into the sea. The redhead didn't know why, but he felt even more irritated despite landing a hit just now.

With a huff, the omega turned to leave.

The mackerel could swim back for all he cared. He was too tired for this shit. The moment he gets home, he will use his power to mangle the lock to all their doors and windows so a certain someone wouldn’t be able to lock-pick his way in. After that, he will jam the doorbell, close the curtain, blast their home with loud rock music, throw out all of those canned crabs and get some well-deserved rest in his and Dazai's king-sized bed.

Each step the red-haired omega took, the ground beneath his five-inch heels would split and cave in from the force. Nakahara Chuuya walked through the petrified statues that were the Armed Detective Agency as the morning sun slowly rises from the horizon.

From that day on, a new rumour began to spread throughout Yokohama.

An unstoppable duo has formed within the Armed Detective Agency that even the Port Mafia was wary of.

They called them,

Double Black.

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Foreword: The interpretation better known as unpopular opinion by the blogger seeks to give the reader another point of view but mainly to share the blogger's thoughts. It does not necessarily mean to disregard other opinions from the experts. The blogger is just a casual fan who in many reasons can't put down a pen. It may or may not resonate with your own interpretation. If it doesn't, I apologize. Just scroll down. But if it does, welcome to the club.

Date Written: June 3, 2020

Atsushi and Akutagawa has always been ride or die for Dazai.

Dazai's kids are more rampaging than Odasaku's orphans. They just don't go well together. In fact, they would be willing to kill each other when lazily pushed. But these two no matter how much hatred they have, they could create a blast when they work together, so yes Dazai being a fan of "teamwork makes the dream work". But it was not that these two were made for each other to be a younger version of Double Black. In fact, their representation to their senior is much more than just a Shin Soukouku. They both reminded Dazai of his past and present and possibly future.

Back in his Port Mafia days, it's always been fight or die so Akutagawa had to be strong or stronger in order to live because that's Port Mafia. Imagine having the power to control the underground, you have to be strict and merciless and more authorative. Akutagawa's health is crucial that's why Dazai had to break his bones before anyone could kill him for good. This rather cruel treatment Akutagawa received from his mentor crafted a somewhat goal to him as his motive to fulfill the standards Dazai had set. It became his ultimate goal that later gone wrong and bloomed a feeling of anger and hatred. This became more intense when Dazai had gone MIA, abandoned his mission, and left Port Mafia. It's as if Akutagawa had lost all strands of hopes he was willing to build to get that approval and of course who wouldn't get hurt like that. He's ghosted.

But did he really not care about his eldest son?

I think Dazai purposely left that kind of impression to Akutagawa so he would hate him and continue to get stronger and one day prove to him how he gotten strong; and that he would match his soon-to-be partner in crime, Atsushi my baby. That's why whilst fighting his own demons, Dazai managed to escape before anyone could notice that he's sinking... and he wanted Akutagawa to apply all he has taught him since day 1 and one day, be able to finally realize what it meant to be "strong".

On the other hand, Dazai had to tame the beast and recruit him to become a member of Armed Detective Agency. While Akutagawa is in the dark side, Atsushi with his naive, innocent and pure posture needs to be on the lighter side since opposite attracts. Dazai knows Akutagawa will do everything to surpass his goals so he thought he should be fine in the Port Mafia- secretly hiding his intention of preparing the two as mini double black version for the bloody battle against Fyodor the rat Dostoyevsky. As a detective, Dazai's treatment to Atsushi is soft compared to Akutagawa who sufferred in a lot of killings. By murdering people, Akutagawa had somehow found a reason to live not for himself but also for his sister, Gin. Unlike Akutagawa, Atsushi was more vulnerable, more tender that if he's been told to kill himself, he would arguably, eventually rather do over a period of unfortunate time. So Dazai had to carefully mold him and build barriers to Atsushi's fragile vessel sans giving him the idea of being "privileged".

That does mean different treatment means biased?

I don't think that's the case.

Dazai Osamu and The Dark Era, Chapter 3

In the Dark Era, when Odasaku asked Dazai about his subordinate Akutagawa I was convinced that Dazai already  "approved" Akutagawa's strength because if not, then there's no need for him to passively invite him in Port  Mafia. There's no need to waste time of hard training without special treatment. And the question still lingered at the tip of my tongue waiting to recall of what we known as an excuse or "reason". I think Dazai saw Akutagawa in him. No emotion at all. Just a powerful stray dog running around the alley slums, doing everything to survive. He's filled with anger and revenge and that's what keeps driving him to hold on. Even if it's cruel, even if it's painful. Back to history, Dazai Osamu appreciated Ryunosuke Akutagawa and he looked up to him so bad that it affected him when the latter committed suicide. This drove the aspiring author to follow the footsteps of his idol. In BSD, their roles are reversed. It was Akutagawa who was longing for Dazai's appreciation and Akutagawa seems not a fan of his mentor's suicidal habits.

The rather odd truth I found by their relationship was simply assuming. The retrospect taught me to look again in another point of view. Akutagawa is Dazai's past self, emotions, feelings, even boredom. He reminds him of what was the smell of bloodlust and violence again before he realized it was too late. It seems he "hates" Akutagawa because he still could not forgive himself for what happened though no one was saying it's easy. But after the exasperating fight with The Guild, he pulled off his mentor status and finally after a long period of time, he delivered the words by himself in person, "You've gotten strong", a few words enough for Akutagawa to realized Atsushi was right all along and his view of the world was twisted and wrong. Dazai knows it was the only resolution to pave a way for Akutagawa's character development and it needs to be him as his superior.

I think the miscommunication between these two were  notably shown. It was like:

For Dazai: Action speaks louder than words; but

For Akutagawa: The pen is mightier than the sword.

Akutagawa's jealousy or should I say, envy as we follow the chapters and the episode was enormous that it blinded him from the very path he wanted to take. The paces became blurry and muddy it was like he stepped directly on a quicksand and he forgot what he should do at times of chaos that killing is not always the right solution. This is why Dazai could not reach him in the first season's ending song. He does not know when enough is enough and because they were both a shadow of darkness in the past, there was only one boat eligible for one person and Dazai chose to save no one nor himself. This could also explain at least for me, when Dazai touched Atsushi's head, Akutagawa cried in blood. The blood represents his anger saturated with confusion and betrayal. Why did it have to be Atsushi and not him. But this could also explain that the both of them were submerging and they needed someone whose heart is strong no ability could ever tear, someone whose soul is pure and innocent. Someone who understands both good and evil but proceeded with kindness. He did not choose between them. He simply sought salvation and by faith, he met Atsushi.

Changing the focus to Atsushi, who's been tortured in his childhood, tormented, and broken, he was way unfortunate than the both of them. For the sake of his mental health, Dazai had to guide him into the light even though it means staying with him in the present. He even let himself captured by the Port Mafia to obtain information regarding the 7 billion bounty put on Atsushi's head. If someone asks me, I think he's already melting the brick facade he built for himself and Atsushi was the only one who notices that he's trying to get better. Atsushi is the living proof of Odasaku's last words, to be on the side that saves the poor because his life will at least get better, that is... if you're trying to live. Why did he obey Odasaku aside from the fact that he was his only true friend? Wasn't it because he felt guilty or he's just sentimental? No. It's because... he actually wanted to taste how living actually is. And he did. Now, things are going to change. For him, for Akutagawa and also for Atsushi.

And for Dazai, he caught himself tangled by Atsushi's healing abilities. He reminds Dazai of the beauty of the world without violence. Atsushi's view might find argumentative but at least it's philisophical. Atsushi always find the right words whenever Dazai talks to him. A simple nod, and "yes" brought a slight suprise to him. It's Atsushi's nature that even knowing the good and evil, Atsushi wish to perceive good and kindness. And to this extent, the rotten past Dazai was trying to conceal felt a permission to be forgiven. It took only one touch in the forehead for him to approve of Atsushi and as he tried to get along with him, he is also learning and developing. Atsushi might open doors for Dazai and also for Akutagawa to completely move forward.

After the war shin sokoukou had gone through, Dazai showed us that these two when guide together, is like a perfect harmony that without realizing, compliment each others' strength and value thus also discrediting his contribution, for us to realize that one does not need any appreciation or recognition to realize your own worth.

You are worthy and it's something you should NEVER ask validation from nor apologize for.

That's all for today, I'm beat, notice me Chuuya senpai ;-;

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