im reading all ur reqs for the 700+ event, n some of yall are so cute n sweet, n are requesting such gems like the 'shelter from rain' thing, n then there are sm of yall that want some ✨drama✨ n are going for the 'they get jealous' prompt, n i love it...
I added in that prompt because i knew yall would like that because same, i love writing a lil drama
all of us crave some yandere-ness in our lives, n it shows
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I headcanon, Kunikida drinks coffee (more like Espresso shots) just to get daily dose of Anti-Dazai medicine, as well as a reminder to himself there are even bitter things than having a Dazai in your life.
But I also believe, like coffee stimulate his body, Dazai is the stimulation to his life.
Chuuya, driving, with Akutagawa and Gin also on the car: *turns the corner on a narrow country road and suddenly sees a double decker bus coming towards them*
Chuuya, now driving past it: Uh.
Akutagawa: That was unexpected.
Chuuya: I didn't hit it.
Chuuya: I don't know.
Gin: Oh, the Mercedes behind hates me. But they can't overtake because it's too narrow and bendy.
Akutagawa: Oh, no, slow down so that they can't take it anymore and overtake. Then they can hit the double decker bus first.
Dazai: Ooh, a car crash.
Kunikida: Look at the road, or there'll be a other one!
Ranpo: That's a badger!
Poe: The cousins of raccoons.
Dazai: Road work ahead?
Chuuya: No. Stop. Dazai no.
Dazai: Uhh yeah. I sure HOPE IT DOES.
Chuuya: whoever showed you Vine needs to be taken out violently
The fact that Odasaku said that there's an unspoken rule in the mafia not to get involve with another member's personal battles then goes on to single out Dazai, saying it's different for him, that all the difficult things in his heart should be dragged out and stepped upon mercilessly
dazai's foot slide is weirdly satisfying
Someone make this coz I suck at writing:
Soukoku/Chuuya-centric AU where Chuuya basically replaces Dazai after he leaves the mafia, he becomes more cold, calculating and extremely strategic
We've already seen that Chuuya can keep up and even understand to some extent Dazai's plans, so he definitely isn't just some mindless brute
I would love to see a practically emotionless Chuuya who makes anyone and everyone bow down to him not only because of his sheer strength and the literal god of destruction residing in him but also because of his smarts
He almost never uses his strength let alone his ability and had preferred somewhat elaborate ploys and manipulative tactics, pulling the strings from behind and destroying everything with a well calculated move
I would also like to propose him being agitated and/or bored and just deciding to use his ability to quite literally crash an entire organization in mere minutes simply because he couldn't be bothered to even think up a plan for them
Help i want to read this so badly
This child is adorable..
Please protect him!!
Dazai, looking at Chuuya: He could kill me and I'd thank him
Kunikida: Yeah, I'd thank him too
Warnings: spoilers of fifteen light novel, Stormbringer, and dead apple movie. And another thing is that I will only say what's in the anime since I haven't read the manga yet.
And here we go to my rambling mess..
While I do ship Skk, I believe in canon its unrequited love, feelings on Dazai's side. The reason I say this is because there is a lot of evidence of his crush on Chuuya. And if you read the light novel, Dazai did confess to Chuuya. But due to it evidently being unrequited, it was quite obvious he hid it. While yes, it is possible that his feelings for Chuuya have changed over the years even after leaving PM and joining ADA, I don't think this happened. He just found more ways to mask it. if you want more on this topic, I suggest you go here and here. (And also give them credit since this blog was mainly inspired by them)
If you watched the battle of Lovecraft, you would know that Dazai smiled at Chuuya when he collapsed on the floor, and also after that, he cleaned his face off (If you've seen the reblog, also please credit them and this blog was also inspired by them as well) and folded his coat and hat. Not only that but that infamous lap scene. I believe that wasn't a coincidence, the people working on the movie and the author himself could have chosen any position but they chose that? Why did they chose that position out of any position is what I'm thinking. But this does prove that Dazai does have something or love? for Chuuya. But for Chuuya? I'm not sure. It does feel like he doesn't reciprocate it but at the same time, I feel like it's also impossible that Chuuya doesn't reciprocate them back.
Why do I say that? Because they're practically made for each other. Dazai wanting to try living again because of Chuuya, despite meeting him in just a span of days. And that Dazai brings out Chuuya's humanity. In short, they both bring out what is needed in each other. And also that Chuuya is the only one who can truly know Dazai's true motives. Not to mention again that they are canonically confirmed to be soulmates, they're literally a bond quite beyond platonic. Then we also have their relationship containing various sexual innuendos. Including the infamous lap scene in dead apple, Dazai teasing Chuuya about touching his body intimately, Dazai joking about Chuuya being his personal maid, etc. And also in Stormbringer, the extent of Dazai's feelings are revealed that he thinks about Chuuya day and night.
Anyways, that's all for now! I might make more of this when I analyze more stuff between them
He was a punk. He did ballet 🕺🏼
Happy late birthday Edogawa Ranpo!
"Fufu, we're compatible. It must be because I love you!"
-Dazai to Chuuya, from Fifteen Light Novel
Kanji: [ ]
Rōmaji: Izumi, Kyōka
Also known as: Thirty-five count murderess
Namesake: Kyōka Izumi [Japanese novelist and - Kabuki Playwright]
Birthday: November 4,
Zodiac Sigh: Scorpio
Height: 148cm (4'10")
Blood Type: B
Ability: Demon Snow
Reference: Demon Pond [Yashagaike]
Occupation: Detective - Assassin [Former]
Affliction: Armed Detective Agency - Port Mafia [Former]
Unnamed father➕ Unnamed mother➕
Manga: Chapter 7
Anime Debut: Episode 4 (Cameo) - Episode 8 (Actual)
Light Novel Debut: BEAST
Japanese Voice: Sumire Morohoshi
English Voice: Cherami Leigh
Stage Actor: Sakina kuwae
My Navigation is here.
Warnings: minors and ageless blogs dni, smut, sub!reader, gn!reader, hard dom, mean(ish) dom, unspecified: praising, degradation, (sexual) bruising, humiliation (?), aftercare
Here are sfw headcanons.
However, while I do see Dazai being rough, specifically ADA!Dazai loves, even prefers, being soft and gentle with you
Don't get me wrong, he loves (erotically) teasing you, being mean, some degradation
But ADA!Dazai leans more towards gentle domming
Fyodor does not
Fyodor loves both praising and degrading you
But he definitely is a hard dom
And he is a terrible influence on Dazai
So, let's look at it in a more detailed manner:
Only with Dazai
Again, teasing, but overall gentle, soft touches
Very intimate, bordering on vulnerable
Gently running his hands down your sides, sensual kisses, not bruising but firmly holding down your waist
(Loves seeing you after Fyodor is done with you. It's like a guilty pleasure. Like "I would never, but 😏")
Only with Fyodor
You're not coming out of it without any bruises
He loves calling you over and make you go on your knees for him 😳😳😳
Sometimes he feels a bit bad about his rough treatment, especially because you always make sure he doesn't get stressed and that he eats/drinks enough
But you look so delectable like this, he can't resist...
Now, the interesting part...
I would like to go back to the "good luck"
Fyodor alone is a lot
He wears you out, physically and mentally (the good kind though, and his aftercare is impeccable as well)
But now you also have Dazai, influenced by Fyodor
Usually he is teasing, now he's downright condescending
But trust me, it's gonna be worth it!
They are both f cruel
You are going to feel dizzy by all the different touches and words spilling from their mouths, not knowing where they come from
At some point you won't even know who says/does what
Also, aftercare 💘
Fyodor will make sure you are hydrated and gets you to go to the bathroom
And Dazai will immediately latch unto you, cuddling you while you catch your breath, kissing you all over, whispering praise
And in the end Fyodor reads something as you are held by Dazai and you are cuddled up against Fyodor, as he runs his hand through your hair
Dazai x reader
Continuation of 'To see you again'
You'd forgotten just how easy it was for Dazai to make you laugh. Somehow, over the course of a simple walk to your newly leased apartment, he'd coaxed you into joining him for coffee at a small cafe he was fond of. (Honestly you were anxious to see more of him, so it didn't take much convincing.) So at six o'clock that same evening, you stepped out after throwing a warm jacket over your relatively thin sweater, cheeks rosy against the coils the your scarf that wound up your neck as you walked down the steps to meet the man you'd resigned to the confines of your feeble memories. As the full, apple white moon began to rise to it's peak in the sky, the two of you set off side by side until you'd made it to a small but cozy little building, at the bottom of which sat a warmly lit coffee shop. Dazai stepped in front of you, pulling the door open as you passed with a grateful smile, the smell of buttery pastries and rich espresso wafting through the air.
You settled across the table from Dazai, hands only inches apart as you laughed over nothing. Truly, it felt like time had stopped for you two, that you hadn't spent years apart, like you were simply two old friends laughing in a coffee shop. Outside, an elderly couple strolled past, hands clasped as they made their way to a warm place outside the chilly wind. You fell silent as you watched them pass, Dazai's eyes following your own as they slowly faded from view.
"So," he cleared his throat after a moment, "tell me: what exactly have you been up to since you left the Mafia."
You laughed a little. The way he talked about something as serious as the literal mafia with such a carefree smile on his face had always amused you, but you'd forgotten just how flippant he could be. It was refreshing, in a way.
"Well, I lived in the U.S. for a while," you began, "Got my bachelors and masters degrees in political science and now I'm here. Really not all that much to tell."
"Now that I don't believe," he replied, taking a sip from his coffee as you gasped in mock offense.
"Osamu Dazai," you scolded, putting on an air of over the top anger, "are you calling me a liar?"
He raised his hands in mock surrender, strands of brown hair falling into his eyes as he chuckled at your pompous airs.
"Of course not, simply stating the fact that you have a notorious habit of selling yourself short. There had to have been more to your glorious life overseas than you're letting me in on. But never mind that. I'll find out eventually. You know I always do," he said with a wink that sent your heart fluttering despite your best efforts to subdue it.
"Anyway, what about you? There's no way the great Osamu Dazai hasn't gotten himself into some shenanigans since he vanished into thin air."
Like you, Dazai shrugged, playing it cool the way he always had.
"Not much to tell. I spent some time laying low for a while after getting some advice from a friend. Then after that I started working for a group of highly trained and gifted individuals such as myself. Actually, my office is right above this very cafe!"
Draining the very last of your beverage, he smiled at you as you both stood to leave. (It was only after you'd left that you realized he hadn't paid the tab.) You walked in easy silence for a few minutes, your cold hands brushing up against one another's as you strode along the otherwise deserted street.
"You still take your coffee the same."
His voice was uncharacteristically quiet, like he was nervous to even speak. You felt a shift in his demeanor, like he was suddenly reminiscing and ruminating on old memories and bygone dreams.
"You remember that?"
You were more than a little surprised, it had been so long since you'd even had the opportunity to talk this way, much less even see each other. How did he remember the exact way you took your coffee?
"Of course I remember. No matter how hard I tried to forget, I seemed to remember everything about you. About us. I remember I wanted to marry you one day, how I dreamed of getting old together."
You giggled a little, trying to ignore the tears that were pricking your eyes. He never knew then, how many nights you'd spent wondering what would've become of you two had you both stuck around, wishing that things could've been different. You didn't even dare to hope now that things could be better. It wasn't like your lives were any less chaotic now-
"I remembered, too."
You startled yourself from your thoughts, fingers just barely reaching out to grasp his hand and slip between his own as you neared your apartment building. Oh god what if you didn't see him again after this? What if you lost him again? What if-
"Can I see you again or are you planning on running off to Europe this time?"
The question was asked with a humorous tone, but you knew him well enough at one point to recognize the flicker of fear in his eyes. It hit you then: he was as scared as you were. Sure, the two of you might have looked older but inside, you were still the teenagers who'd broken each others hearts years ago.
"I'm really not sure what I'm doing here, but I think you knew that. What I do know is that I spent years falling in love with you, and then I lost you. I'm terrified of just watching you disappear with my heart again because the truth is you never lost it. I've been yours even before that night on the rooftop. So I'm asking you now: can you give us a second chance? If not for us than for those two idiots who never got the ending they deserved?"
You pulled him in by the hand until you were only inches apart, his warm breath ghosting over the the slope of your brow, the ridge of your nose.
"I'd want nothing more," you whispered, eyes alight with...was that? Yes, it was. Just as you knew fear in Dazai's eyes, he knew hope in yours, and it was burning bright and strong in you for the first time in god knows how long.
His eyes fluttered shut just before he felt your soft lips press a gentle kiss to his cheek, your last words almost lost as the wind carried them away.
"You know where to find me now. Goodnight, Osamu."
As he watched your retreating form shut the door to your building behind you, leaving him alone with the naked tree branches that swayed in the chilled air, Dazai felt as though that same hope that was growing in your heart had found a home in him as well. He smiled gently, a new memory of black coffee and your smile taking it's place in his mind, the scent of you still clinging to his clothes and your phantom touch across his skin.
"Goodnight, my love."
I have decided I want to make this into an extremely fluffy/romantic series so I'll probably update that regularly if your interested. Thank you for reading, as always likes, reblogs, comments and requests/asks are always welcome.