Bsd Except Chuuya Doesn't Join The Port Mafia.

HI CARINE!! ITS ME 💌 ANON BACK WITH SOME MORE INCORRECT QUTES 🫵🏾 this time featuring that one beast au Chuuya centric Reader!! Just for clarification i will be labeling her as BC!Reader(Beast Chuuya) so that we can tell the difference between her and our regular PM!Reader

Oda: So she kissed you?

Dazai, nodding woefully while he is face first into the bar table

Oda: …..and you said thank you?

Dazai, embarrassed as hell: yes

Oda, patting his back: well…..thats not that bad, it could have been worse

——-Meanwhile-——

Reader: THANK YOU?!?! WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN???

Chuuya: He’s emotionally stunted i thought we all knew this already

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Dazai: Reader you’ll always love me and want to be with me right?

Reader:

Reader: what

Dazai reaching into his pocket

Reader: are- are you proposing to me right now???

Dazai, pulling out a knife: what? No

Reader: then what the hell are you doing??

Dazai: blood oath!

Reader:

Reader: you know what that makes so much more sense

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Dazai and Chuuya kneeling in-front of reader after she left them alone for five minutes and they trashed her apartment during their fight

Reader: I AM AT A LOSS FOR WORDS

Dazai, dramatically retelling the story to Oda & Ango: And despite being loss for words, she yelled at me and chuuya for the next forty five minutes 😔

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B!Chuuya: you know what your problem is? Your really cute so no one ever told you to shut your mouth

BC!Reader:

BC!Reader: You think im cute? 🥹

B!Chuuya:

B!Chuuya, flustered: Shut your mouth!

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B!Chuuya on the verge of a meltdown and paranoid because Albatross accidentally lead a (now dead) mafia grunt near BC!Reader’s apartment

B!Chuuya: SHUT UP! Im going to kill the next person i fucking see I swear to god-

Albatross genuinely trying to calm him down before he pops a blood vessel

BC!Reader who just returned home: Chuuya!! Hi! Im so happy to see your okay! Is this a friend a of yours? :D

B!Chuuya: ……Hey….oh my god it’s so nice to…see you too

Albatross trying not to lose his shit

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B!Chuuya: Me and BC!Reader dont use nicknames for eachother, we aren’t even dating-

Albatross: What do bee’s make

B!Chuuya: Honey??

BC!Reader poking her head into the room: Yes Chuuya?

B!Chuuya:

Albatross: Dont lie to my face ever again

PFFFFFFFFF GET OUTTTTT THESE ARE STILL MY FAVORITE THINGS EVER IM CRYING I WON'T LIE IVE READ THESE SO MANY TIMES SINCE YOUVE SENT THEM

AFHSUFHSAUDFHU THE FIRST ONE KILLS ME BECAUSE IT'S SO ACCURATE LMAOOO, DAZAI GOING TO CRY TO ODASAKU AND READER BITCHING TO CHUUYA LOLLLLLLLL CHUUYA IS SO SICK OF THEM.

THE BLOOD OATH ONE LMAO HE SO WOULD AND THEN AUFIHSUFDSHU HAHAHAHAH THE ONE WHERE SHES LIKE IM AT A LOSS FOR WORDS AND DAZAI'S LIKE AND THEN SHE PROCEEDED TO YELL FOR 45 MINUTES. ITS SO THEM LMAO

AND THE CHUUYA ONES HAVE ME CRYING IM SO GLAD U ADDED ALBATROSS IN THERE TOO IT HAS ME GIGGLING SO HARD

:)

You have that unhealthy habit about making Dazai enamoured by us and not look at any one else ever since he meets us. I read you are going to do a poly!skk x reader. Will it be the same with both? Like, also Chuuya will be absolutely smitten to us and not care at all about anyone else?

That would be very reassuring.

naturally <333 LOLLL sorry guys i can't help it i need my men obsessed - i'll only write charas who'd rather DIE than look at anybody else HAHAHHHH

✧ "Salvation; Devotion"

16! stormbringer! Chuuya x fem! reader

✧ summary: being targeted by paul verlaine after being chuuyas friend, though when he comes to talk to you with a european detective, it seems to be more than friendship. ✧ content: small oneshot, fluff, angst (kinda), adam + angsty teenagers ✧ w/c: 1.4k

Chuuya - meaning "loyalty, devotion"

Nakahara - meaning "central plain"

His devotion was not only his strongest attribute, but his most tender weakness.

You knew a boy. He was young and short, but fiery and strong. He was mysterious, born with unknown origins, and walked the wrong path, that's why he's not only humanity's most destructive weapon but a lowly, pitiful, criminal.

It was something you weren't, though you didn't mind much.

But under the guise of celestial imperfections, Chuuya was a constellation falling into place. He was beautiful. Sunkissed with the kind of foreign beauty you’d see in actors that would play some sort of prince. Your first examination of him was his wealthy and neatly ironed clothing—the kind of blazers and shoes that you’d find in a modelling campaign. Even the accented cuffs of his clothing were underlined with emerald or other precious stones. Then, his silky russet hair, one thrown into a low ponytail—the hairstyle itself still retained a strong masculinity despite the length. Or maybe that came from the musky cologne he constantly wore. A hint of cigarettes, strawberries and that strong scent of virile.

The soft glow from his copper locks then shifted to the fitted collar around his neck—an odd fashion choice, but it really accentuated the ivory of his skin. Soft, sun-kissed skin that’d make its way to his face. A beautiful face, really. Delicate and angelic features with a permanent scowl tugging on his lips—soft pink lips. Chuuya's eyes reflected a fine smoky quartz. His cheeks and nose kissed with a few scattered freckles.

You wondered why a boy so sublime had the status of an onerous beast. Even he took the words that held the weight of a blade and cut himself until he was reduced to the slit of a knife.

You met that same boy, a masterpiece ripped at every edge, not in the dangers of the mafia, but where a silver line stretches to the sea. Where the sun meets the sky, where the light shines.

But even then, you treated him differently. You didn't treat him like he was something fragile. Neither did you treat him like the monstrosity he was sought out to be. You didn't worship him, nor did you greatly depend on him. Instead, you found his humanity and treated him as such. Once a stranger, then a friend, then..

Nevermind.

"Chuuya?!"

You heard the calamity of each step he took to reach you, the boy stopping to pant. "[Y/N].. we need to talk." next to the redhead, was a tall European man with short brown hair, he didn't look tired at all compared to Chuuya. "Greetings, my name is Adam Frankenstein." You cocked a brow at his monotonous voice, the way his mouth moved didn't seem in sync with his words either. "You're rather special, Master Chuuya spent almost 7 hours looking for yo-" Adam explained briefly, causing the redhead to grimace and cut him off, "Shut it, will ya?!"

...

You heaved a bothersome sigh, elbows planted on a cafe table as the two men sat in front of you. "So.. why do you need me, Chuuya?" you question, fiddling with your fingers, "And who's he?.." your gaze uplifts to the brunette foreigner, which the man carefully takes a pack of gum and begins to unfold it, popping a piece in his mouth, before swallowing it. Your eyebrows furrow in a moment of youthful distaste.

Chuuya clutches the cup of tea between his gloved fingers and murmurs something intangible, "Adam's a detective from Europole, investigating Verlaine. He wants to know more about him, which is why he's been following me around.." he finally explains, taking a calculated and almost frustrated sip of his tea.

"Verlaine. Who's Verlaine?" You ask momentarily, causing the redhead to part his lips to answer, but you quickly halt as the detective swallows another piece of gum down his throat. "And why is he chewing gum like that?"

"That's what I'm sayin'!" the teenager half-seriously slams the cup of tea on the table, "He swallows it like a nutjob. You need help, tin man." Chuuya scoffs, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat almost nervously.

"You need help. You spent 6 hours and 47 minutes looking for h-" the brunette explains with a hint of sass in his voice, the redhead's eyes widening in shock, "I said shut up!"

You shuffle in your seat awkwardly as the two men argue. Scratching the back of your neck before Chuuya finally settles down, patting down the cashmere of his suit.

"So here's the thing about Verlaine.. he's this batshit crazy assassin, and uh.. here's the real kicker.." the mafioso mutters, fiddling with his gloved fingers uneasily. "You're gonna be the bait."

Your jaw immediately drops, a hand clasping over your chest in the offence. "Excuse me?! For what?.. to get killed?!" Chuuya looks distressed at your response, seeking Adam's gaze for at least a little help in his later response.

"Your safety is ensured. We just need to lure Verlaine out, so Master Chuuya can eliminate him." the detective explains rather calmly, fishing for something in the pocket of his suit before handing a chocolate bar to you. "Here, sugar helps with stress." the redhead smiles awkwardly at Adam's response, giving a nervous thumbs up.

You snatch the chocolate bar with a bit of attitude, eyes narrowing to Chuuya as the boy inhales sharply, "I thought I wouldn't get involved in your mafia affairs, now I have to die?" you ask with furrowed brows, anger cracking in your voice. Causing the teenager to gulp in slight fear, a rare sight to Adam, as he's never sensed fear from Master Chuuya. Especially to a young girl like you.

"Well, you won't die... More like, almost die." The detective explains, hoping he'd ease your nerves at least a bit. "Doesn't matter! M'not doing it!" You shout in vexation, hopping up from your seat as you pick up your school bag. "Plus, I couldn't if I wanted to, anyway," you murmur,

"Wait.. why?" Chuuya asks with conviction.

your gaze adverts to the different sights in the area: the park bench, passersby, and the cafe's menu. Anything but Chuuya's confused face.

"Uhm.. I have a project that's due tomorrow, and I didn't start yet."

"You can't be serious!"

The teenager runs up to you in frustration, you clutch your bag as you turn to him. "Oh, but I am!" you remark, walking faster as the brunette detective catches up. "I'm very serious! After all, this is a serious project!"

The redhead pants and wipes a bead of sweat off his forehead, "You're really gonna prioritise a school project over your own life?!" he cries out, still trying to catch up to you.

"Anything is better than being bait for the Port Mafia!" You yell out, settling your argument atop a bridge, ignoring how the sun was starting to set in an arrangement of oranges and pinks. "Shit- Don't say that so loud!"

"I'd rather finish a school project than become bait for the Port Mafia!!"

You repeat again, louder this time. Chuuya pinches his nose bridge in frustration, tilting his head up towards the setting sun. And upon you halting your swift steps, the redhead finally catches up to you, and to your surprise, he grabs your hand to spin you around.

"Look, I had a shitty week too!" the boy lets go of your hand, making you huff a little bit. But instead of letting you go, he cups both of your cheeks and pulls you close, his gaze never averting from yours. "People that mattered to me died, so many of them," the teenager explains, a melancholic glint lingering in his pretty eyes, you could see it all from the close proximity of his face. "and I'd do anything for you to not be one of those people."

You gulp hard as your eyes scan over the glass of his eyes, the once stormy grey now welling holding back tears.

Silence.

Adam clears his throat, standing beside you and the mafioso awkwardly, "Apologies for interrupting. But this whole exchange is very childish. Master Chuuya, don't you think there are better words to articulate your romantic feelings towards [Y/N]?.. Perhaps after this all over, you can solve this by getting into a relationship-" you and the boy both retort at the detective in unison:

"Shut up, Adam!"

...

"Okay, I'll help you." you frown with conviction, "You owe me a school project, though."

The redhead presses two fingers to his glabella, "I'll send someone to complete it for you."

✧ chocsra™

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understanding husband (carina), dramatic wife (dazai)

Day 1: Chuunyaa

(Quick explanation: this past week kind of steamrolled me into a pancake, so I am doing an extremely self indulgent thing to help my brain feel better — for every day from now until Dazai’s birthday, I’m gonna draw a different Dazai from a fic I’ve written. First one is Dazai from the silly cat fic!)

finished verrrr 🫡

RIP Regulus I guess

TW: kinda gory??

Watched Pet Sementary (1989) and decided to bring back my Zombiezai concept and give him a zombie cat :P