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A/N - Hello sweeties, I couldn't write chapter 2 yesterday because of the poll, looks like you guys picked both Chuuya and Dazai hehe, I hope you enjoy this.
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You were on your bed, thinking of how could you possibly join the Armed Detective Agency.. Hmmm... What if you pretend that you were evil, but want to be 'kind' now?.. No, too obvious.
what if you pretend to be an orphan who's an ability user?.. No, too weird, your 21 for goodness sake!
Hm... What if you just pretend to be a normal human who just wants a job?
That was kind of strange.. But for this paycheck you would do anything, literally.
And you decided to tell Chuuya your plan.
• CHUUYA'S POV •
Fuck.. Why do I feel this way.. Everytime I'm with them my stomach feels weird.. Do i- No!! I can't get distracted by them, I need to sign these documents..
*knock knock*
• 3RD PERSON POV •
As [Name] knocked on Chuuya's door, they couldn't help but think.
'Osmanthus wine tastes the same as I remember-'
(Sorry, what [Name] actually thought of ↓)
'Is there someone in the ADA that's gonna know who I am immediately when I walk in?'
"Come in" it was Chuuya's slightly muffled voice.
You opened the door and you swore you could see Chuuya's face Redden a bit.
"Oh, it's you.."
"The one and only, why is your face so red Chuuya? *gasp* don't tell me.. You have a crush on someone!"
"Wha-?! No I don't! It's just hot in here!"
"Yeah sure.. Anyways I have something to tell you...
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"Really? That's the ''Genius'' plan that you made up?"
"Hey! That's the best one that I could think of!"
"Whatever.. This may be your weirdest 'plan', but it may work, good job"
Achievement Unlocked! - Praise from the big bad executive :3
"Yay! Thanks Chuuya!"
"Your welcome..?"
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It was finally the day if the plan.
As you were walking down the street, you suddenly bumped into someone
They had messy brown hair, a long sand-colored trench coat, brown eyes and bandages literally almost every where
'Bingo'
"Oh! I'm really sorry sir, I wasn't looking at where I was going."
"It's fine..."
"Huh?"
"But Miss/Mr... Would you be willing to commit double suicide with me?"
Now that's a question our dear [Name] didn't expect
'This is the Dazai Osamu? He looks goofy..'
"THERE YOU ARE YOU TROUBLESOME BLOCKHEAD!"
Yelled out a voice that belonged to a man with dirty blonde hair tied into a low ponytail with glasses
His yell startled you, making you let out a little Yelp in Surprise.
"Oh! You found me Kunikida, Well done!"
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WELL DONE?!"
"I-"
"Ugh, I'm so sorry for his behavior, Mx."
"Aha.. It's fine."
"Did he do anything to you??"
"No! He didn't, he just asked me if I wanted to commit double suicide with him.. "
"Ugh that bastar- are you okay Mx.? You look troubled"
"Ah, about that, I'm looking for a part time job"
"Oh~"
The man, Dazai moaned hummed (?), he then looked at Kunikida as if saying 'you know what I'm thinking?'
Then Dazai suddenly said..
"Then.. Do you want to join the armed detective agency, Mx.?"
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Hehe, can you tell that I forgot the entirety of episode 1? Did you also notice the genshin reference at the beginning?
Chapter 3 will be posted tomorrow, if I made any mistakes please tell me sweetie :)
Also, good luck on getting Alhaitham/Clorinde!
Also, question of the day ↓
Chapter 2 ↓
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You were signing some documents as you sat in your office, it wasn't anything hard
You were just signing them, not bothering to look at it, as you wanted to finish quickly.
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"Ugh finally, the last document, I can finally rest now." You said as you put away the documents, suddenly, there was a knock on your door
"Miss/Mr, [Name] , I came here to collect the documents you signed." Your assistant, Akane said as she came to collect your documents.
"Thank you Akane, could you bring me a cup of [Hot Beverage]"
"Of course, Miss/Mr. [Name], Hehe, signing all these documents must've been tiring huh?" Akane said with a giggle.
"Yeah.." You replied with a sigh, kind of annoyed because you wanted to drink [Hot Beverage] as soon as possible.
"Oh my, I must get going know, I'll bring you your [Hot Beverage] soon."
'Finally' you thought as she left quickly, you checked your phone to see a dozen of missed calls and messages, whoops.
Nakahara Chuuya
[Name] are you there??
Yes, I am, what's the matter?
Boss requested to see you... An hour ago..
Oh shi*t..
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You were really fucked now, you mumbled curses as you dashed out of your office, bumping into Akane in the way.
You let out a quick apology and continued running.
Surprisingly you got there less than 6 minutes later, which is kinda impressive because the distance from your office and the bosses office is really far.
You cautiously knocked on the door
"Come in."
As you opened the door there was the boss, Mori Ougai in all his glory, sitting in the chair behind the desk, his 'Daughter' Elise on the floor beside him, drawing with crayons.
"You requested to see me, boss?"
"Yes, an hour ago actually." Oh shit
"I deeply apologize for my behavior, boss"
"Hm, I guess I could let it slide this time, don't make this mistake again."
"Understood, boss." You sighed in relief.
"Anyways I have a mission for you.
this mission is..."
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As you walked out of the office you thought of the mission he just gave you, you had to go undercover as a detective in the armed detective agency, gain their trust and steal the documents that are important to him.
The only reason why he chose you is because neither Dazai nor Yosano knew who you where, otherwise he would've picked someone else.
As you were walking you spotted Chuuya and walked over to him.
"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?"
"Gah! You scared me you bastard.. What do you want? Did you get a mission from boss?"
"I did actually."
~ After explaining the mission ~
"YOU HAVE TO WHAT?!"
"Tsk, could you quiet down, I don't want the whole world to hear you."
After he calmed down he asked you
"But why you? Why couldn't he pick Me or someone else?"
"It's because Dazai knows who you are Chuuya."
"I get it, but why not someone else like Tachihara?!"
"The black Lizard raided the agency, remember? He was there."
He nodded in realisation, then asked again
"Do you want to drink some wine? My treat."
And how could you say no to that?
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Chapter one of this is over, I'll post chapter two tomorrow, I know I should have picked wattpad or something else to write chapters, but I chose Tumblr. Also, who do you want your love interest to be?
[Reader] is gender neutral, Akane is my Oc btw, she's not a love interest :)
Can I request Chuuya with an s/o who can also control gravity? Also have a great day/night
Request?: yes Summery: Chuuya having an s/o who can also control gravity character: Chuuya Nakahara Genre: Fluff, a little bit of angst (Chuuya's fears)
A/N: Hello! Since Im far ahead of my school work I can officially balance my writing and private life! Thank you for requesting! I hope it is to your liking! I love writing about Chuuya, especially when it comes to his ability, its one of my favourites.
I warn ahead that there might be spoilers from Stormbringer! If you haven't read it (or honestly doesn't care about getting spoiled) then be aware of it!
Chuuya Nakahara:
His first thoughts will be fear, not the fear that you would outdid him when it comes to his ability, no not that at all
He's scared you went through the exact same progress he did when he got his.
Let's face two scenarios here, when he finds out you just have gravity controlling ability, exactly like him but without the corruption, I think he would let out a breath he didn't knew he was holding.
However if he does find out you went through everything exactly like him? He would hug you close, kiss a few times onto of your head If he can reach it- and would help you get through the healing progress with him, feeling sad you went through it, but also somewhere back into his mind a little relieved that someone could relate to him with this somehow, how sick and twisted that may sound.
He would train you too if you asked him too! He wants to help his love out whenever he can, so he would gladly take you under his wing when it comes to training! (Maybe every now and then some praise and a rewarding kiss ☺️)
Cute dates jumping over buildings and playing catch, Change my mf mind
He will always be worried about you getting hurt, but very less since he knows how capable you are.
You guys once land onto of the port mafia building, hold a little picnic there, and watching the sunset while he offers you his coat, since it was beginning to get a bit colder
He would absolute not let you meet Dazai, under any circumstances, he wants to keep his clean record of not killing someone in front of you but Dazai will make that record a bloody one-
If you are how ever, somehow friends with Dazai, he will protest with a few pouts and scoldings here and there, but he wouldn't want to control your actions, so as long as you promise not to leave him, He could Try to live with it
Who knows maybe you'll be the reason they'll interact a little bit more with each other
Chuuya is still cautious though, but seeing you smile will make it worth it
The moment you get hurt by someone's else's hands
oh boy
this man is losing his marbles
He won't be reckless reckless, but he will be breaking the arm of the person who did it-
then, its like a switch got pulled, he immediately puts all his attention to you, his hands on your cheeks, cupping your face
"Its okay princess, I'm right here, nobody is gonna touch you."
he'll just murder the person when your out of sight and safe and sound☺️
so, you know the official arts of bsd characters holding their wan version?
could you write something about it? it doesn't have to be character x reader
just characters interacting with their chibi selves
Request?: Yes Summery: Characters reacting to their wan self Characters: Dazai, Atsushi, Akutagawa, Chuuya Genre: fluff, them being crackheads
A/N: Hello hello! Back again with another one, thank you so much for requesting this and I hope its to your liking! Feel free to request again, its so much fun writing about them hihi- Anyways enjoy!
Dazai Osamu:
They will be a menace together if not absolute hell.
You think kunikida could survive one? barely, but two? Oh my lord pray to the lords and especially for the soul of kunikida- 💀
Man has to fight for his life to get to live
Him and his wan would prank so many people, and now since their together, they will be searching for this beautiful to commit with
however this little wan is a living reminder of the hell he actually went through.
He does also however have someone who understands him completely, cause well, its him-
They both ramble how much they love hate Chuuya-
This crazy ball of energy, but the good kind.
Atsushi Nakajima:
Oh they would both be so sweet against each other and others-
They would, just like dazai, talk about how much they Hate love Akutagawa, but in all honesty I see them vent against each other cause they understand each other the best
Atsushi would honestly be like '🥹' when seeing wan!atsushi's tiger form
its just like a little cat he can't resist to pick him up and carry him around-
He would team up with himself, just because the president ordered him too one day and that just became a normal thing
They would hate and love each other, since they share the same mindset
Akutagawa ryunosuke:
Hates him for some reason-
I mean of course cause he doesn't really like himself but seeing his wan like this, especially how he interacts with Atsushi's? He damn jealous for sure
not in the ship way, just the way that he's jealous of the wan!aku for having such a casual life.
They would however bond by drinking like tea together-? I don't know I see aku as a tea person 😭
They both would talk about their devotion towards Dazai, and shit talk about Atsushi cause why the fuck not-
They would really be rivals against each other.
Chuuya Nakahara:
DOG MOVIES DOG MOVIES!
they would watch those sad mf dog movies together, that in all honesty are so sappy compared to the Chuuya himself
drinking contest just because I said so
I bet he has like this photo of dazai, and they take turns throwing darts at his face cause they think their hilarious as hell-
The drunk gingers will angry rant about dazai and like 50 ways to beat him up, Chuuya may or may not broken a glass-
When their with Dazai's? run for your goddamn life.
they be throwing themselves at him and not in that way you horny bastards I see you guys-
They be throwing hands fr
Takes a lot of effort to just get them off each other
Do you have a rules page or any guidelines for requesting ?
your very free to ask whatever you want! I do have a few rules, but those are kinda the basics, just decent human being rules
Scroll all the way down at this post and you’ll see the few rules I put in :D
Thank you for asking though <33
Hiii! I have a BSD request! Its a bot dark but its related to something that Ive been working through lately. Can you do as many bsd characters as you can reacting to their S/O getting emotional on their birtgday because they "didn't think they would make it this far"? Like they struggled with severe depression and suicidal thoughts/SH in their childhood and honestly didn't expect to make it to the age they are now? Its almost my birthday and I've been struggling with the same thing so i wanted some fluff with my favorite characters to help me through it! :) thank you so much!
Request?: yes Summery: Characters reacting on you getting emotional during your birthday Characters?: Dazai, Atsushi, Kunikida, Yosano, Chuuya, akutugawa, Fyodor and Nikolai. Genre: Angst, but mostly fluff.
A/n: Hey hey! I hope I did this on time before your birthday where ever you are- Happy birthday! I hope your doing well and got/ are getting the help you need. If anything my dms are open just for a nice talk if you ever feel lonely, and I'm proud of you of how far you've come. My dm's are open for you and anyone else in need! Anyways I hope you enjoy this fanfic
Dazai Osamu:
Obviously this man, would want you to have the best birthday of your whole entire life.
I mean, he probs didn't have any good birthdays considering his years of the mafia and how Mori had treated him over the years.
So when he knew that your birthday was coming up, he was planning it all carefully.
He got the perfect gifts, the cake, everything was done by the day it arrived.
So when you were alone with him, as he smiled at you, saying "Happy birthday belladonna!" with such a loving tone while carrying the cake (No he didn't bake it himself please don't let him in the kitchen-) You just started to cry.
He slightly panicked, cause we all know he isn't the best when it comes to human emotions.
He carefully set down the cake on the table as he hugged you, kissing on top of your head once in a while letting you cry in his chest
He carefully asks what's wrong, as you explains about your past and what you've been struggling with.
He frowned at the thought of his lover struggling so badly in life, relating to it himself. He cupped your face, and kissed your nose gently.
"I'm glad you're here, cause my birthday girl makes me the happiest man on earth."
Cue the water works again-
Atsushi Nakajima:
Sweet baby Jesus this poor baby-
He has absolutely no idea just him waking you up with breakfast on bed would automatically result into you crying badly in bed
"I-I'M SORRY! DID I DO SOMETHING WRONG-?"
He panicking please make sure to make sure he knows its not his fault.
as you explain to him what exactly happened, with you talking about your past, he can't help but get sad himself.
He loves you dearly and he doesn't want you to feel this way ever again.
He makes sure you will have the best day of your life
"let's go out! My treat!" He smiles brightly, that stupid dorky smile you absolutely adore.
Let's just say you feel extremely loved that day
Kunikida doppo:
Watch this man have your birthdays for the upcoming 10 years planned out completely-
He is a planning maniac after all😭
That's his love language though, act of service and for his partner he would gladly do so-
So he woke you up at 7 am in the morning cause of all the activities he had planned for you
"Y/n, wake up we have to leave in 15 minutes for your birthday activities."
"doppo its like 7 in the morning please-"
But after progressing the work he all did for you, going to your favourite restaurant, having everything you ever wanted ready for you, you couldn't help but cry silently with a smile while looking at him
This dude got caught of guard by your tears
You quickly had to explain that it was because of whatever was playing in the past
He looked at you with a sad look when you were done explaining
"Those times are over now dear, You've made it this far, You did it and I'm proud of you
Yosano akiko:
This absolute queen prepared everything besides her busy schedule, bless her heart-
She took you to the cafe beneath the agency, smiling gently as she let someone from the cafe bring out the cake with a small candle on it.
"Happy birthday my love" She chirped, as she had settled the gifts for you besides her.
Cue the water work from your end-
Being a doctor and all, she also took a hobby on studying people on the daily, so seeing how you reacted, she smiled gently and pulled you in a hug, letting you cry on top of her.
You told her about your past, as she listened carefully.
"Your safe and sound now Y/n, I love you"
Chuuya Nakahara:
Money money money-
he ain't scared to spoil you rotten with love on your birthday.
He cares a lot about the people he cares about and would do everything to protect them, especially the love of his life.
he took you on top of a rooftop somewhere in the city, watching the stars as he gifted you tons of gifts
Your bright smile couldn't distract him from the tears rolling down your cheeks
He cupped your face in worry, as you explained the reason why you were crying.
His face was slightly angry, not at you, but at the people who possibly could've cost this mind set.
"don't worry princess, I'll protect you with my life, now come on lets open another present."
Akutugawa ryunosuke:
He's interesting alright-
he never really had the best life, but he really wants to make you feel loved, even if he finds it hard to express it.
You don't really mind how he is, and you know how hard he tries.
So when he was done with work, and came at your doorstep with flowers in his hands, your favourite flowers, and your favourite snacks in a basket for your birthday, You began crying of happiness.
He immediately thought he did something wrong
please tell him its not him-
You explained your past and why you began crying, and he couldn't really help but feel bad for you
He set the gifts down on the table, and kissed your forehead gently
"You're fine and alive now, and thats what matters to me, You being happy and alive.
Fyodor dostoyevsky:
This man, with dazai, confuse me and interest me all at the same time-
He would not be the best with you crying, as he hardly really shows any sorts of sadness, guilt, rage, etc etc.
he does try his best though!
His reaction to you crying cause of your birthday is just to stand there, not knowing what to do-
eventually he just lets you cry and pats your head gently as you slowly start explaining why you are crying right now
He does feel bad for you, but he just pulled you closer to him as he let you rest on top of him.
"No need to worry about those days anymore Y/n, you got through them."
Nikolai Gogol:
This man was more excited than you were over your birthday-
legit jumping next to your bed to wake you up and open his gifts
and goddamn did he get a lot for you
he had prepared anything you could dream off, as he looked at you like a puppy waiting for his reward.
what he didn't expect was you to full on cry.
he quickly turned into a Serious Nikolai and pulled you in a hug.
You explained while crying about your past and reasons and he just held you even closer.
"I'll be here for you, always and forever, till death does us part."
HAVENT POSTED IN A WHILE BUT IMAGINE THIS WITH CHUUYA????
(Creds to: brutalizr on tiktok)
CAN YOU STAKE MY HEART?
༒︎ VAMP! Chuuya x GN! Sick Reader ༒︎
ANGST(?) + SLIGHT HORROR + FLUFF!
𓂃 ࣪˖ ཐིཋྀ — SUMMARY! : Ashes and Snow filled the cities of yokohama, the undeads servants rise above the ground, thirsty to sink their fangs into something, news reach you and your lover, Nakahara Chuuya.
You and Chuuya have to survive without getting bitten, trying to survive whilst recovering.
it's one hell of an apocalypse
(inspired by: "Vampires will never hurt you" — my chemical romance.)
A/N: first post!! :D, hey i haven't written in a long time and I've been into vampires, mcr and chuuya for a very long time. This is just a fic i wrote on a whim so don't take it personally since i didn't really think it through enough :<.. It's not very long since i unfortunately am going through something right now but rest assured, i am really trying my best. I'm currently trying out gothic themes
Warnings! : blood, slight g0re, death, swearing
NOT PROOFREAD!
Home is where the news came. You and chuuya got home from work and watched some tv, the news flashed photos of dead bodies with bite marks on their necks. Weird? Right? It was something serious, and bit by bit hundreds of people are already dying and sucked dry, all of the victims skins were pale and shriveled up, as if they have been under the tomb for decades. It was winter and cadavers are on the ground and caskets are in high demand.
Chuuya and you listened in carefully, worry and curiosity filling in the both of you. Chuuya stood up and decided to go cook dinner while listening to the news, it was said that it might be the work of a bat?
No bats around the area have been seen though? So what have caused it? This piqued the curiosity between you and chuuya so you and him, after dinner, decided to do more research about it.
"It must be a virus that infected those bats or something because drinking humans up dry is not normal." you theorized at the dinner table, eating with chuuya as he listens in, occasionally adding more stuff in to conclude atleast an answer that sums things up.
"I dont think so, bats ain't around our area. It could be somethin' else." chuuya adds into the conversation.
The conversation goes on, you and chuuya formulate some theories and one led to vampires, you and chuuya decided to get prepared just in case it was true.
After eating, you go wash up the plates and get ready for bed with chuuya, you took your injections that made you atleast go through the ongoing sickness that was in your heart. You were binded to a demon when you were born, it gave you an ability. Mimicry. The ability to mimic someones voice or appearance for a certain amount of time and that includes their physical attributes as long as you touch their chests but it can only be done once per person, it was an ability like asmodeous Or.. Something like that since you could take on many forms, but the demon that was binded to you was unknown since it was generational, and as time passes by, the demon slowly infects your and the people around you when you hit a certain age, but not chuuya. Since he already has a tenant in him. it infects you inevitably but you only had one suppressant, it was one that was highly expensive and only chuuya had connections to get it.
⋆｡‧₊°♱༺𓆩❦︎𓆪༻♱༉‧₊˚.
The moonlight was bright and it shined upon the both of you on the bed through the balcony, he wraps his arms around your waist and he he gently kisses your hair, he thought about the whole vampire and bat thing and he was praying for it to go away since he only had you by his side, melancholy would've hit him like a dagger through his heart if you were one of the victims, he couldn't let you be one of them.
You look at him with a small smile and he looks at you with eyes of admiration.
The night was quiet and you and chuuya held eachother through it, but agonizing screams were heard outside. Obviously this attracted both you and him, he stands up and look through the balcony, you followed behind him, analyzing what is going on around your surroundings, but nothing was there.
Weeks pass and the situation got worse, more and more people are dying and funeral parlors are getting rich, word about the deaths reach the news and everyone was freaking out in the internet, it was said that a vampire was discovered while mutilating a body, after that news spread it became an apocalypse. Vampires came out everywhere and preyed on anything during the night. Everybody wished it was morning all the time because when the sun goes down into the ground, they immerge from the darkness to suck lives out of human beings and animals.
Chuuya and you currently have been boarding up your shared house and stocking up your injections and food. Everything came to a halt that it was eerie.
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You and chuuya held eachother every night, he'd hold you and caress your hair, whispering — "I'll never let them hurt you, i promise."
He was worried and so were you, you sit down on your bed as he holds your hand and kissing it, he really was the only one you had, this was like a nightly ritual. Every night he'd pamper you with affection.
One day, he goes out to buy more of your medicine and to stock up on the food since the last time someone had to stock up was you, he goes out during the morning and the buildings around were mostly deserted from how much people has died that it felt like a ghost town, he goes and buys food and goes over to the lab to get your injections, but the lab that he normally goes to was empty and was only left with one person that had pale skin and black hair. "Wheres the doctor?" chuuya asks. "he is currently on break, for now."— the person in the lab replied. Chuuya had a sketchy feeling but decided to ignore it and just get the injections for you and leave, he goes do testings to get you your medicine and as he was about to grab the medicine, the person lunges their fangs into neck "agh! Fuck!" chuuya curses as he tries to push the person away but the person was incredibly strong. This was the last thing he wanted to happen. He didn't want you to lose him, after a few tries he successfully pushes them away, tearing off a long piece of skin from his chest, crimson liquid drips out of his chest from the damged skin but made a run for it, he hides his neck. And just runs back home, how could a vampire be active at this time when they're nocturnal? This baffled him but he arrives home and patches himself up without you being aware of the whole Situation.
Days pass and he tries to hide it from you, slowly avoiding you but he craved for you, you noticed this and couldn't help but talk to him. You grab his shoulder and talk to him with a worried look, "Chuuya? What's going on? Why have you been avoiding me? Did i so something?" you ask
He looks at you guiltily but he finally opens up, he grabs your wrist and puts you on his lap, caressing your face and looks down on your neck, his hearts pounds and the thought of just sinking his fangs into you filled him, but he couldn't. He wouldn't. He could never let you get hurt. He holds himself together and just kiss your neck, you let out a surprised noise before Patting his head.
"im sorry." he muttered. The vampirism was already getting to him and he couldn't let you get hurt so he reveals everything to you, your eyes widens and he caresses your hand, kissing it and looking up at you.
"i need you to do something for me and it's for you to stake my heart."
"what the hell are you talking about!?" you replied, shocked and nervous
"it'll save the both of us, remember what i promised? I'll never let them hurt you, doll. " he says as he caresses your waist and looks at you.
He needed you to do it for him, he rather have your hands finish him than his own anyway.
"i can't.. Do it." you reply, he takes out a dagger and he hands it to you, "put the spike in my heart. Please." as much as he wanted to be with you, he wanted to protect you. He blamed himself for getting bitten. And he would never forgive himself.
He says with a serious tone, you couldn't. You and him argued about it that you were crying, he held you close but the lingering feeling of just drinking your sweet blood just filled him up. He holds you close and wipes your tears, his humanity was slowly slipping away due to the vampirism. "it's the sake for the both of us, cara mia." he says as he kisses your nose to your neck, you held the dagger as you decide what to do. He was your lover, you couldn't just kill him!? But this what he wanted. You thought that you shouldve been the one that got bitten.
He kisses your neck and he whispers something, "do it, please.. You have no idea what you're up against,Because I've seen what they look like, they're like ghosts in snow."
Your eyes widens but as he kisses your neck, you feel something cold touch your neck, something sharp... And that trigger your reflexes and you lunged the dagger through his heart. Your eyes widens and you shake in horror to see a dagger through his chest, he was bleeding but he smiled at you proudly and weakly his hand on your waist and his other caressing your face and wiping yours tears with his thumb.
"You know, you still look beautiful, doll."
Your eyes widens but as he says his last words, he was already gone. But you felt something dripping down your neck.. You touched your neck and see pitchfork red.
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He runs his fingers through your hair and feels scabs on your scalp from wounds, he didn't know you got. He doesn't remember you getting hurt and is now very worried.
You didn't want him to know.
Reader x any bsd character you want.
🎀"LITTLE BAMBI EYES"🎀
chuuya nakahara x reader | sfw
cw! implied/referenced abuse, romantic relationship, descriptions of injury, friends to lovers, abuse from an ex lover, gn! reader, hurt comfort
thank you for the request! this felt very fitting for chuuya so I hope you liked this rendition!
It wasn't hard for you not notice how he stilled. Chuuya's fingers lingered atop your head.
Dread seeped in your chest, and the underlining anxiety was laced in your stomach. Eyes watering as you remembered how it happened.
That push to the cabinet. The bruises on your back ached. How that god damn glass bottle came crashing down on your head. The neighbor from across the hall breaking in and taking them down.
Blood gushing and dirtying your head. The neighbor calling the police as his wife held you; comforting you as you cried. Trying to clean your bleeding head.
Never did you tell Chuuya. You're best friend, who was in the damn mafia. Easily you could have told him, and they would have been taken care, but you were too sweet for that.
Neither did you want to bother Chuuya with it.
You dealt with the situation on your own. For days at a time you recovered and spent time with Chuuya when he had the time. Never did he mention it.
The court date echoed in the back of you mind. Having to face them and confront them for they had done.
Chuuya had long ago told you they weren't good for you. You refused his offer of help. You didn't wish to burden him.
His gloved fingers felt the pressure of scabs on your scalp. Hues looking down to see the paint redness and brown of healing marks and dried blood.
In doing so you curled up to avoid his appointing gaze. Your name was said quietly. His voice careful but there was the tone of anger and worry. Angry at who did this to you, and the worry for you.
You said nothing. You're body scottimg away from him. He allowed it and stared at you as you did so.
The TV blared loudly. The blanket on the couch was used to hide your self. Instinctively you reached for your head. An itch from was strong.
You should have left him earlier-
"Hey don't do that." His bigger hands stopped the hand to your scalp. Your face embedded into the blanket, refusing to look at him.
"I'm sorry." You mumbled. Tears flooding down your face. You went to pull your hair but once again he caught your wrists inside him gloved hands. "Stop that."
Your name on his tongue was velvety and gentle. So much kinder than them. "What happened?" Darkness leaked out like water in a broken glass vase. Seeping out in small amounts.
It's up to you stop him from bursting out, and ruining the beautiful wooden table.
You whimpered. Softly you recounted the events of what happened to you. The court date and how terrified you were. Never wanting to burden him with your problems, especially him saying they were bad for you.
You didn't listen.
You had your reasons for staying, but either way he had told you.
Now, look where it lead you.
Hands cupped your face. Leather fabric ruffling as it crunched up. Chuuya's face serious with the fiercest loyalty. "Don't be sorry. Don't blame yourself."
Despite his small frame his embrace was warm. His very hold was overpowering. His short height seemingly bigger than ever. You were small now, and he protected you like a wolf protected its cub.
"Chuuya...But..."
His gloved hand draped over your head and felt those scabs. His leather fingers caught the residue of dried blood from scratching, picking, and pulling.
"You poor thing. Dollface, don't do this. Don't hurt yourself." You've never seen him so soft for you.
He pulled away. Holding your shoulders firm. Worry and concern with loyalty in his hold. Redness in his face. A beating loud heart in both his and yours.
He had harbored his feelings for the longest time.
You held yours, but never left for him. The fear of them doing something to him, if possible, and anyone else scared you. They would follow you to the deepest hell just to torture you.
"I'll be there. At court and be there for you." A head pat to your head. "To be your strength, and you'll stand strong. I know you can."
Tears were shed from you. Your eyes were head. Fat and hot, similar to the blood gushing from your head.
You clung to him. Feeling smaller than ever, but also loved. Chuuya held you close. His heartbeat loud in your eyes as you cried.
Kissing your forehead and rubbing your back.
"I'll be here always. No matter what happens."
hii hru? i have a fic request umm i have this idea thats been sitting in my head for TOO LONG... i need to get it out how would bsd men (your choice) react to a reader who is too nice of a person, basically an ANGEL but seeks love from people who treats them like shit.,,.,. n theyre always like "nono theyre a great friend" (i need to stop doing this though it happens too many times)
ok bye!! have a lovely day!!!!!!
if someone treats me wrongly i will treat them wrongER. i do not start shit but i will End It. i included Dazai, Ranpo, Nikolai, Atsushi and Chuuya :) ive never written for Chuuya and Atsushi but i just kept typing so umm mb!! don’t read the last two unless ur crazy
Dazai would be so frustrated internally. He had been one of those people you give such patience to, and he knows everyone else is only preying that kind nature. He’d subtly try and point out that what they’re doing is bad, but he has always preferred a less direct approach. Threatening. Okay, yes yes, Dazai has turned over a new leaf, but as long as he doesn’t hurt or kill it’s fine, right? Are mild and “empty” threats really that bad? He’d chase away those people easily, helping you to meet others like his coworkers at the Agency or reminding you of the good friends you have and how you should spend more time with them. If you’re the type to tolerate rudeness from others but Not tolerate it when people are rude to your friends, Dazai would lie and claim that these assholes wronged him in some devastating way so you never forgive them.
Ranpo would (metaphorically) hit you upside the head. What do you think you’re doing, letting anyone treat you as less than you are? Not because he cares for you (so he claims), but because you’re associated with him! By allowing these, for lack of a better word, losers to treat you so awfully, you’re taking down his image with you! How would people react if they knew that the greatest detective allowed his friend (..?) to be treated so horribly? That he of all people couldn’t knock some sense into you? He’d huff, reminding you that you’d only need him and the Agency anyway, so why waste your time with such imbeciles 🙄
Nikolai is the one who treats you like shit. He hadn’t originally meant to — not any more than usual, that is — but watching you defend horrible actions from people that didn’t matter made him wonder if you’d do the same for those that do (being him, of course). He’d change at the drop of a hat, doting on you and cherishing you to kicking you out and ghosting you for weeks. But when he messaged you once again, you’d find yourself back on a bus approaching his apartment. Because of course you are, how could you leave Nikolai when he’s been so kind to you? He said he was busy, and what reason did you have not to believe him?
Atsushi would see himself in you but it’d just be a cycle. You’d see others treating him poorly and get angry, and he’d see people doing that with you, but you both would defend your “friends” up and down until exhaustion kept you from continuing. Atsushi is used to being used, so it’s fine, and seemingly so are you, so you’re fine, and it just repeats forever. But, if Atsushi’s options are to hang out with you or those jerks, then you’ll just have to spend more time with him. And if your options are to hang out with him or those jerks, he’ll just have to spend more time with you. The cycle ends, but without any real confrontation, which is how the both of you would prefer it.
Chuuya: your loyal guard dog. If he can’t convince you not to see “those piece of shit, dumbass jerks” ever again he’d tag along. Everything except barking would be on the table - he’d growl when they talked over you or break a finger if he had to. This is the man you want by your side, because he’d fight for your honor when he needs to or take you back to his place for a soothing spa-adjacent bath with amazing scented candles and over the top bubbles, maybe a glass of expensive wine, to unwind and forget it all. Also he’d block their numbers from your phone and threaten them to never contact you again 💀
“汝陰鬱なる汚濁の許容よ, 更めてわれを目覚ますことなかれ.”
age . 16
name . Chuu
alt accounts . byi
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Meant to be yours ♥︎ pt. 2
Yander!Chuuya x Gn!Reader
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The date was as amazing as you could remember. You didn’t know what you expected when Chuuya said somewhere fancy, but it certainly wasn’t a rooftop date with meals that exceeded the hundreds. Chuuya paid like it was nothing. But then you’d remember he’d bought 5,000 worth of wine like he was handing over a single cent.
Everything about that night was heavenly.
—
“I hope you enjoyed the date doll.”
A nickname he ended up calling you sometime tonight but you couldn’t exactly remember. “It was.. something! I really enjoyed it though.”
A silence fell over you both until Chuuya broke it. His voice was soft but his expression was softer. “You looked really nice today Y/N, and.. I’m really glad you agreed. You’ve made my day.”
He grabbed your hand, lifting it up and placing a soft kiss on your knuckles. Chivalry isn’t dead after all. He took you back to the winery which you insisted, not to mention your car was there. So with a quick goodbye Chuuya left.
Genuinely, you hoped to see more of him outside of just him coming to the store to buy more wine or to buy you wine. But perhaps bumping into him in the grocery store? That’d be nice.
Never did you think the universe would make you its favorite for the next few months to come.
If only it lasted forever.
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‘Finally! A day off!’ The wine shop was closed today because my parents need errands to make, and although it did kind of upset me that we were running behind on stocks, but at least I finally got a break.
Which means it was time to hit the stores with my well earned money!(after I finished paying my bills obviously). Deciding on which store to go first to was pretty hard to decide, it’d been a while since I last had time to myself, but eventually I decided on stopping by my favorite cafe to get some breakfast first.
A coffee and a donut is what I settled for. Was it healthy? No. Did I care? Not in the slightest, besides it’s been a while since I last had a donut. I took my order and ground myself a booth in the corner away from prying eyes.
I took a bite from my donut and hummed in delight. It’s been way too long since I last had something this sweet and delicious and—
“Y/N?”
Fuck. What now?
The minute I turned over my rude facade dropped immediately. Orange hair, blue eyes, fancy-ass outfit. Chuuya?
“Oh- hey! What brings you here?”
“Coffee. Mind if I sit?”
“No, go ahead.”
When I gestured for him to sit he sat right across from me. We stared at each other for a while, an awkward silence quickly settled in but just as quickly as it settled, it left the minute Chuuya spoke.
“So, you come here often?”
I nodded.
“Yep. One of my favorite places to eat breakfast when I don’t have to work.”
Chuuya’s outfit wasn’t so fancy today, just a white button up with the sleeves rolled up, some black slacks, and his signature hat and choker. “What about you? Do you come here often?”
“Actually it’s my first time here. I was in the mood for some coffee and this is the closest place there was.”
He explained, a tad bit sheepishly but I just shrugged it off as him being nervous. “So uh..” He drummed his fingers against his coffee cup, looking away and then looking back at me again.
Silence fell over us for what felt like minutes which was definitely only seconds, after some time Chuuya finally spoke up. “I take it today is your day off?” I nodded, “cool, mine is too actually—“ he paused, a train of thoughts going through his head all at once. His face flushed a little making me smile.
He’s cute when he blushes.
“Uhm- right. Since today is both of our day off.. do you.. wanna hang out?” This time it was me who was blushing now. He wants to hang out? With me? Looking like this? Why am I even thinking like this we already went on a date!
“Uhm.. sure! Why not?”
Damn I hate myself.. but that left instantly when I saw Chuuya smile, it made me smile. We both left our awkwardness behind and just began to talk about random stuff. When we finished our coffees, Chuuya paid for us both and then we left and just began to aimlessly walk around town.
It was fun. We window shopped, talked, stopped by food vendors and so on. But whenever we did go to a store and I’d pick something out, he’d always insist on buying it for me. But the man was slick. Every time I reached to grab my wallet and grab some money he’d be faster and pay with his card.
Now all of a sudden we ended up in an antique shop, both looking around. Chuuya was facing something and I was looking at a different shelf and found a cute little doll. I awed at it and Chuuya heard me, so he came over to see what it was I liked next, but when I showed him the doll he backed up.
“The fuck is that?!”
He nearly shouted, I laughed and approached him with the doll. “What? It’s cute!” Chuuya shook his head. “There’s no way you’re going to buy that thing? It looks haunted!” We bickered over the dolls cuteness for a few minutes before I put it back and then continued looking around.
Sadly we didn’t buy anything from the antique store. We continued walking around town for a while and Chuuya then suggested we go to the park.
As we headed there, we passed by a little bridge with cinder blocks on the side. My child side slipped out and climbed onto them, balancing on them with my arms out and I began to walk. I didn’t know when it happened but Chuuya moved his hand under mine but we weren’t necessarily holding hands, his hand was just under mine in case I fell.
Once I reached the end of the bridge, Chuuya’s hand was still under mine, so, I grabbed it and he helped me down but once I was on the ground safely he still didn’t let go.
We stared at each other for a while until he began to start walking. Honestly, I was too stunned to say anything so I just let him hold my hand as we continued walking towards the park.
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Our date— our hangout— went well. I enjoyed it lots.
‘His hand was really soft.. even if it was in a glove.’
I thought, staring at the ceiling as I lay on my bed. I thought back to everything that had happened and my face heated up. We held hands nearly the entire time after he helped me down from the bridge wall..
Oh gosh..
I rolled over and nuzzled my face into my pillow. This cant be happening right now…
It shouldn’t be happening.
Hoped you enjoyed part 2 of “Meant to be Yours”! This part is a bit rushed, I was trying to get it out as soon as possible. But I hope you enjoyed nonetheless!
Meant to be yours ♥︎
Yander!Chuuya x Gn!reader
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Five years ago you met Chuuya when he first walked into the winery your family owned. It was a growing business but in the end it grew pretty fast. It had all types of rich wine like 89 Petrus, Château Cheval Blanc 1947, and Château Margaux 1787. Even some of your families own wine they made and aged for at least two years before selling. You began to work there because you needed a job, and because your parents wanted you to take over the business someday.
The day you met Chuuya you were working at the register, like a regular employee you turned over when you heard the small ding, signaling a customer had arrived and just like you were trained to do you smiled and said “Hi, welcome in.”
You expected Chuuya would be looking around but instead his eyes were locked on yours. It caught you off guard. Nonetheless, you kept your professional demeanor while all Chuuya did was shoot a brief smile and nod your way. You practically remembered that day like it was yesterday.
He spent some time looking around the shop, and you couldn’t help but watch. He was a stunning man for sure, maybe a little shorter than average but his physique was well built. While not macho like, there was traces of muscles beneath his tailored suit.
His hair was oddly cut but framed his face well. It suited him. Then there was that fedora on his head with a dangling chain. It gave off some type of mobster vibe, especially with his coat hanging from his shoulders and fluttering behind him with each step he took.
He took a couple minutes to browse then finally approached the register with two wine bottles in his hand. One bottle of Chateau Lafite 1787 and a bottle of the Screaming Eagle.
Well shit.
Someone clearly has money or he just didn’t check the price. The bottle of Chateau Lafite was 1,500, and the Screaming Eagle was 3,699. I rung him up quickly and told him the price.
“That’ll be 5,199. Will you be paying with cash or card?”
I placed his bottles in a bag, while I carefully did so I snuck a glance up at him only to find he was already staring at me which made my face heat up quickly.
“Card.”
Wow. I feel creepy but his voice is just.. something. It’s nice. While he inserted his card I stared down at my hands because the awkward silence was making me want to break it by most likely doing or saying something weird on accident.
“Have you ever had Screaming Eagle? I hear it’s worth the thousands you spend on it.”
Ah.. that beautiful voice. I wonder who he’s talking to. I looked up from my hands to his face and saw him staring directly at me, smirking. He was talking to me?!
“Oh uh.. no. But I do hear it’s good.. also.”
Wow. What a use of grammar.
He chuckled. A low, deep, rich sounding noise. That alone could make others melt but I had to remain professional. For the sake of my job, embarrassment, and pride.
“Don’t tell me you’re a potential wine heiress and yet you’ve never had good tastin’ wine before?”
How dare he? Of course I’ve had good wine!
“Well- yes I drink wine but.. not this kind. I can’t afford it.” He chuckled again and it only made my heart thump faster. “Ya know.. you can just grab one of them bottles over there and a swig of it right?” Stealing from my parent’s shop? Number one, I’d die. Number two, I’D DIE.
“Uh no actually. My parents would absolutely kill me. I’d have to buy it.”
This seemed to surprise him for a split second but he then grinned- a self confident, self aware (aware he’s smoking hot) grin. “I’ll buy you one.”
I laughed not thinking he was serious. His deadpanned expression told me otherwise. As he walked towards the wines on the shelf and stood there for a while before picking one out. From what I could tell from all the way over here, he grabbed a bottle of 89 Petrus.
On his way back he wore that same grin on his face. “This is one of my favorites.” I rung him up again and told him the price “4489.” He paid then slid the bottle towards me.
“For you. Now you can brag about the totally mysterious yet handsome man who bought you an expensive, to-die-for, wine.” With a wink and that handsome grin, he grabbed his bag containing his wine and left.
He really just bought me a bottle of wine? Y’know what, I will brag.
In the weeks to come, I eventually learnt his name from his frequent visits. Chuuya Nakahara. He came by a lot, buying more wine or buying wine for me to try. Either way I got to see him. His visits became so frequent that I didn’t have to look up when the bell rang to know it was him by how often he visited.
I learnt eventually he liked to collect wine and open them up on special occasions, or to just unwind from work. Which I could appreciate.
The clock switched to 3:35 and the bell rang, I smiled to myself as I checked some orders for more wine on my phone “Evenin’ doll. What’s got you smiling?” God I love that voice. “Nothing. I was just thinking.”
“Yeah? ‘Bout what?”
I finally turned to look at him but what I saw wasn’t the regular Chuuya who comes in here looking like a fancy mobster. No. This Chuuya looks casual. Like a normal civilian.
He was wearing a white t-shirt, a red jacket with white stripes, his sleeves were rolled up. He had on black jeans and white shoes. On his head, sat a black cap rather than his regular fedora. He also had on a necklace with a ring on it and a watch. And in his hand? A to-go bag from one of my favorite restaurants.
“Nothing- uhm.. in particularly…”
He raised a brow. Did I say something wrong? “You mean ‘nothing in particular’?” My face heated up. I silently nodded which caused a low chuckle to come from him.
“Thought so. Anyways uh… I checked out this restaurant I’ve never heard of before and I really liked the food. I wanted to share it with you.”
He placed the bag on the check out counter, I stared at it and then laughed softly. “Wow.. that’s sweet of you, but I’ve eaten here multiple times. It’s my favorite restaurant.” This time, it was he who was blushing. “Really? You don’t say? Well then you may or may not have had this order but I wanted to share it with you.”
This was extremely sweet, I smiled and took the bag. Whoever his partner is, if he has one, or whoever his next partner happens to be, they’ll be lucky to have him.
“So.. when’s your day off?”
“Why do you ask?”
Chuuya glanced down at his watch, considering his next words before looking at me again.
“Well I hoped you’d tell me first then ask why so I could tell you I want to take you on a date.. but I just did so- when’s your next day off? And would you like to come on a date?”
What.
The.
Hell.
This drop dead gorgeous man asked me on a date? Me?! Please tell me it’s not a joke…
Silence…
I don’t think it’s a joke. Well, in that case..
“Yes, I’d like to go on a date with you.”
-end.
The end for now a pt. 2 is in order, think of this chapter as a memory type thing!
soooo uhh aside from the current chuuya + soukoku requests, I've been wondering whether i should write a part 2 of poetry in motion tumblr link here but this time continued in the ADA. the dynamic will remain fairly the same (can be read as platonic or romantic). the ending led up to it so i thought it would be fitting to write a follow up and after exams i might have the energy to post a little more + continue my fyodor series.
also have been thinking of eventually making a taglist (hopefully??? i'm sort of new to posting fics on tumblr)
yall PLEASE give me chuuya requests (yes it says requests closed on the blog but i specifically need chuuya asks </3) soukoku, hcs or full on x reader, it doesn't matter i just wanna write more chuuya <3
this is NOT a joke i'm DESPERATE!!
updates: req are closed now for all!
posts will be less frequent since my entrance exams (aka an exam that'll decide the trajectory of the rest of my life) are in a month! i will still be posting, but requests will be on hold. askbox will still be open, but you may need to wait a long time for requests
works in the making:
drunk walk home — a soukoku fluff oneshot. (posted!!)
melting moment — chuuya x reader, will be a continuation of let the light in, which i'm planning on making a series soon.
the first taste — spawn astarion x tav pre-relationship oneshot.
also i'm gonna start cross posting my fics on my ao3 account by the tag of @formicablues. i've only posted two fics on there for the time being given i'm still figuring things out lmao
picture of my cats to apologize for late content <3
who do we serve here ? — anyone who seeks escapism is welcome at bar lupin. would you like your drink strong and bitter, or disgustingly sweet and light?
what is this place ? — formiito's very own establishment of disillusioned lovers and poets. feel free to look around.
❥・my name is formiito, the writer behind these fanfics. bar lupin themed blog, though not solely restricted to bungou stray dogs. i take requests for resident evil, bg3 and may yap about other fandoms too. find me on discord as @ chococoa.a
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DO NOT INTERACT if you're gonna be shitty on this page. don't like don't read.
i do not write nsfw, though suggestive themes can be requested and i do approach themes of violence, requested posts or otherwise. suicidal ideation and suicide will be written about sparingly on this blog. do not take what i write as an example of me possibly condoning these things. i do not write noncon, incest or stepcest.
currently, i take requests for these fandoms; bungou stray dogs, baldur's gate 3, resident evil.
i do write for ships!! these are the ones i will have most preference for:
bsd: soukoku, shin soukoku, kunikidazai (why are we shipping quality men with dazai osamu), ranpoe, fyolai, kunichuuranzai
resident evil: serrenedy, aeon (leon x ada)
baldur's gate 3: bloodweave (gale x astarion), shadowzel (shadowheart x lae'zel)
let the light in ; chuuya nakahara
chuuya x gn! reader
author's note: i got a hang of tumblr formatting??? kinda??? i will make a master list soon. i hope this isn't too ooc. read on ao3 here!!
warnings: none, just fluff and mild angst at some points! i'msonormalaboutchuuyaiswear
“Come on, let me in.”
The soft voice at his door catches the young executive’s attention. Before Chuuya gets up from the couch and puts down his glass of vintage red on the coffee table, he’s already braced himself for hearing whatever inane reason you'd be at his door this late. He’s managed to successfully ignore all your calls and texts like he usually does, but it certainly doesn't fool you. Because you can’t sleep and neither can he. Once again, he realizes the futility of his efforts to keep you away.
Truth be told, you weren't a bad person. You didn't invoke his temper as easily or as often as other people did, and you were capable when you worked alongside him. There was an ease of being about you; something that he could eventually catch himself falling into time to time. You wear at him like a harsh current does to a rock by the side of a river. The veneer of nonchalance chips away more and more the longer he allows himself this companionship. And he's aware of this weakness; it feels so out of place when he is usually so assured. But no gravity manipulation can make this heart lighter.
Not when your face reminds Chuuya of a life he's already left behind. You were there when he spilled his first blood, you are here now, and he cannot find it in himself to push you out completely. As much as he likes to think he's above these sentimentalities, nostalgia still finds a victim in him; wrapping itself around his mind in his unsuspecting moments till he could no longer discern between himself of the past and him now. You make the poor guy feel the burden of his past failures too often.
Feel too much, too, for that matter.
You try with such enthusiasm, too. Despite the fact that over the six…or was it seven years, his life and yours have been turned upside down and inside out. There are some people who feel like they have been frozen in time somehow. With you, he feels like he can stave off the rot of his current life just for a little bit. A dangerous thought. He wants to stick a knife in your neck sometimes. Would that make him stop thinking so much? Or would his past still trail him around in the form of your memory?
It's a quarter to one now.
The door unlocks.
“What is it now?” This annoyed tone sounds forced out of his mouth. Strange, he never had any issues with it until you come into the room.
“I couldn't sleep!”
“Clearly.”
“You know what? We should go out for a drive, Chuuya, it's the perfect time!”
“Like, right now?”
“Yeah.”
“…You're serious?”
“Are you coming or not? Quick, I don't have the time!”
It's a good thing that he isn't completely buzzed from the wine he was drinking yet, because your request leaves no room for disagreement, even if it’s a question. An exasperated sigh leaves his lips, a muttered curse following soon after. “Fine! But I’m in charge of the music.” It makes no difference, most of the good songs he knows were your favorites at some point of time. You held him down and made him listen, and as much as he acted like he loathed the whole ordeal, the tunes wouldn't leave his thoughts be no mater what. He picks up the car keys off the table, not bothering to pick up anything else save for his hat.
This had become something of a routine. You would always bother him at odd hours, though you were a rare sight at daytime, doing god knows what. The redness in the whites of your eyes, and the way you would rub at them every now and then indicated that you were exhausted, yet you insisted on these outings. It was the typical condition that came with their work; he was no stranger to sleepless nights himself. But with you, he finds himself actually concerned. The exceptions he makes for you feel unreasonable. The effect you had on him was just as confusing. Chuuya wonders if you just do that to him or if everyone is subject to the mental damage you cause him just by being around him.
Consciously, he knew there was no use dwelling on these thoughts. For the better or worse, your lives were fundamentally intertwined. Not by narrative choice, but by sheer persistence. He remembers what you said to him once. When he asked you why you were coming along with him, you only said, “because I’ll go wherever you go, obviously.” You refused to elaborate when he asked you to explain why. You acted as if this was an objective truth, like it was the natural state of things. As if in every scenario possible, you would've done the same thing. He called you an idiot for it, still thinks you are. Because Chuuya cannot understand why you stick by him, or more importantly, why he allows you to.
Even then, he has to reluctantly admit to himself that he’s glad for it. You remind him of his past failures and naïveté, but you also remind him of the concept of home. The last tether to his past is you, and he wouldn't allow anyone to sever that imaginary cord. Despite how much he hates it, you still hold a part of him he would have otherwise lost touch of. The pain felt easier to get through when it was shared. Maybe this was just what friendship was. It was elusive to obtain, but once you have it; whether by accident or on purpose, you have to cope with it for the rest of time.
You walk ahead of him, and he keeps up with your pace. Unlike him, you were aware of how you felt on a level that was nearly painful; instead of fuzzy, bittersweet feelings of nostalgia, you felt the lashes of time and it’s wear with pointed certainty. You were your own witness to the degradation of your morality and soul. You felt it chip away piece by piece, and saw the wear in the mirror. An experience that broke you from inside out, creating a new person out of the debris.
You hold onto the remains of a past you can't remember, and in this folly you have ruined yourself chasing something that had never existed. But perhaps that was the reason why you didn't let go of Chuuya in particular. He was tangible, within your grasp; not necessarily a constant, but by your own design you've made him one. You've made out of him a friend you trusted with your life, and that trust shows in every action, every laughter, everytime you show up at his door at some weird hour of the night. You know it annoys him, but he lets you. In a strange way, you test him again and again just for the sheer satisfaction of being assured that yes, he wouldn't turn you away.
The walk to the car was fairly short. He got in the driver’s seat, waiting for you to follow suit and started up the ignition. The port town was especially beautiful at midnight, the late night lights of the wharf reflecting in the distant ocean. The sky is dark with no sign of light, all veiled by the smoke that lingers in city skies. All the stars that were meant to exist in the sky were here on the ground, in the lights of offices working late or streetlights flickering for the convenience of nightwalkers.
“Are you really gonna play that? Eh…”
“Hey! It's a good song, okay?!?”
“Debatable.”
“You’re literally the one who made me listen to it!”
“Did I really, though?”
“You-”
“Shut up! I think I just saw an ice cream place a little further up.”
After an excruciatingly long wait of watching you pick an ice cream out of the array of colors, you both were finally out in the open air again. The cold air pricks like needles. It wasn't even the weather for ice cream, but your habits were incorrigible as always. When you inevitably start sniffling, he could only manage a pointed comment about how you never learn. He would've given his hat to you if you asked. It's frustrating that you never do. Things never go the way they play in his head, and it infuriates him. The ride to home feels infinitely long. Taking the highway was an unnecessarily long route, and yet it was the one he took everytime whenever he was driving with you.
When you both get back home, he's hit by that strange spell again. A lack of thoughts and a tongue restless for words, checked by his dry throat. For whenever the air isn't filled with senseless chatter, gunshots or music, that is when he feels truly weak in front of you. The comfort of being around you shifts to something uncertain and bitter in the early morning hours. When you ask to stay the night like the usual, he can no longer find the strength to refuse. It was clear that no matter what the both of you did, at the end of the day, what waits for him is a helplessness so foreign to him even with his frequent encounters with it.
The weariness is built into their bones, and by the end of the day when they both are tired of this endless charade, you both end up in the same place as always, hopelessly entangled in each other’s lives. Perhaps on another night when you cannot sleep and come to seek him, he will let himself get willingly caught and put an end to this chase. Pushing away the curtain, letting the light in, and look to find you there where he left you.
yall should i do a 'let the light in' inspired fic for chuuya
i'm too obsessed with this damn album
before i officially finish this account, i need something to kick off the writer's block. i'll open up requests after this!
Chuuya and Dazai girl dad headcanons
Chuuya Nakahara
He would spoil his baby girl rotten!!
When is daughter is first born and given to him, he cries softly as he stares at her beautiful face she looks just like you.
He promises her he'll always be there for her no matter what.
He gets up with her in the middle of the night to take care of her, even if he has to get up super early in the morning to leave for work, he just wants you to get your beauty sleep.
The first time his daughter ever walked is when Chuuya got home from the mafia she waddled over to him, yes he cried.
dosent tell her anything about the mafia, keeps her away from it and dosent tell anyone about her for her own safety.
Blows on her cheeks and belly to make her laugh, he loves to hear her belly laugh, it’s his favorite.
Plays dress up with her, he loves getting all his fashion clothes on and walking out of the closet all dressed up with his daughter by his side dressed up in a pink dress while you pick who won this round.
He gets her her first puppy at 5 for her birthday so she can have a friend that she can grow up with.
Since Chuuya has longer hair he knows how to do hair. He will sit in the bathroom with her and do cute little braids while you watch them joke about anything and everything.
As she grows he tries to be there for her school plays and daddy dances but with him being in the mafia unfortunately he misses out on some things he wishes he didn’t have to.
Chuuya askes her how her day went every night at the dinner table. He always wants to know how his babygirls day went.
As she gets a bit older and gets a boyfriend he’s pretty chill about it, however he has to meet the guy and approve of him but if he finds out the guy hurt his daughter let’s just say it’s not to good on the guys part.
Makes her turn on her location everywhere she goes just to make sure she’s safe and ok.
If she’s having a stressful day he will hold her in his arms and kiss her head telling her it’s going to be ok.
lets her come to him about anything, he'll always have time for her to rant to him about anything.
He’ll take you and your daughter out for the weekend so that you all can get away from everything for a few days. He loves to spend time with you both.
lets just say Chuu would be an amazing dad and would do anything to keep you and his babygirl safe.
Dazai Osamu
When the doctors first hand him his babygirl he stares at her beautiful face. He wiggles his finger around her face as she grips onto it he then starts to cry softly.
Takes naps with her on his chest. You’ll come home to see them laying together, he has her resting on his chest while she hugs him tightly.
Makes silly faces at her to make her stop crying. (it works)
Helps her take baths after dinner and will boop bubbles on her nose.
Let’s her stand on his feet while they dance in the kitchen while waiting for breakfast.
Helps her dress up in her princess dresses and puts a tiara on her head.
Runs to the door every time her daddy comes home, Dazai leans down on his knee and cradles her in his arms kissing all over her face.
After playing outside they will come back in covered in dirt as they hand you flowers from the garden that they picked for you.
Tries to bake with her but it ends up being a whole mess. Flower is all over the kitchen floor, they tried to made a cake but it doesn’t taste good but at least they had fun but now you have to clean the floors.
Let’s his daughter do his hair and makeup. He doesn’t care what he looks like afterwards with pink hair ties in his hair and pink glitter on his eyelids he thinks it’s fun and cute.
On Valentine’s Day he gets you something of course but he always has something for your daughter too.
When she gets a bit older they gossip like crazy about anything and everything. Dazai gets the snacks and they go sit on the couch and gossip.
They have pillow fights all the time. One of them throws a pillow at the other and then it becomes a war.
Dazai is a very supportive father and will always support her in anything she wants or does. He’ll always be rooting for her no matter what.
When she gets a boyfriend like Chuuya he wants to meet him see how he is if he’s good for his daughter, if so welcome to the family! But he is overprotective like Chuuya too.
He likes you take you and your daughter to the beach often. It’s a family trip y’all do every month just to spend time together.
He’s a lovely and silly dad and like Chuuya he would do anything for you and his babygirl.
this got longer than I expected, but I had the idea and I had to write it! I don't normally write child characters, but I like how this little universe is turning out
Chuuya x reader, reader and Chuuya have a child together, nickname 'angel' used
Divider by @/cafekitsune
"Chuu, why is Kiko carrying around a limited edition Pokémon plushie that's bigger than she is?" You lean against the study door frame, admiring the sight of your boyfriend at his desk, leaning back in his chair with his sleeves pushed up to his elbows. He turns at the sound of your voice, a soft smile crossing his face.
He beckons you over, letting you slot between his legs and wrapping his arms around you, "Hey, angel. We missed you today."
You can't help but melt at his words, especially when he nuzzles into your tummy, hands resting on your lower back. You stroke a hand over ginger locks, leaning down to press a kiss to the crown of his head, "I missed you too. Now, answer my question. A Pikachu met me at the door instead of our daughter."
Honestly, the sight had been hilarious. A giant plushie, with two little legs sticking out of the bottom and two little hands clinging onto the yellow fabric. A bright, happy greeting from behind the plushie made your chest warm, as did the huge smile splitting Kiko's face when you relieved her of the giant toy.
Chuuya lets out a laugh, blue eyes shining with mirth, "We went out today, and you know Pikachu is her favourite. She was looking at it; what was I supposed to do?"
You can't fault him - not that you were in the first place. It's lucky for you both that Kiko doesn't have a penchant for evil, because those big eyes and squishy cheeks could convince you to do just about anything. Chuuya especially is physically incapable of refusing her anything, even if the only way she asks for it is by staring longingly. Clearly, that's what happened today.
"How did you even get it home?" You knew they were planning to use the subway, and you were pretty sure they wouldn't have gotten far with Kiko's new friend in tow.
Chuuya smirks up at you, "Being an executive has its perks."
You roll your eyes, "I don't think the boss expects you to use Port Mafia resources to transport giant plushies."
"Pretty sure he said our subordinates were at our disposal. Today, I needed help transporting precious cargo." Whether he was referring to the plushie, or to Kiko, you weren't sure. Probably both.
A rush of affection leads you to drop another kiss on his head, cradling the back of his head in one hand. Nobody ever expects Chuuya to be like this; soft, relaxed. It's a side of him precious few get to see, and you always consider it a privilege to be one of those allowed to sneak beneath the mask he wears for the rest of the world.
"Angel, you haven't been into our room yet, have you?" You narrow your eyes at his playful tone, and he just stares up at you, blue eyes big and 'innocent'. He keeps talking, and you can tell he's trying to hold back a smile.
Slowly, you come to a realisation, "You didn't ..."
The smile he's no longer able to hide says it all. You pull away from him and rush out of the room, hearing him laugh behind you. Moments later, you're standing in your bedroom, staring at a plushie the same size as Kiko's, except this one is your favourite Pokémon. You feel something bump into you, and you find Kiko behind you, still carrying her Pikachu.
"Mama, we got it special for you!" She's peeking out from behind her plushie, and she sounds so excited.
Chuuya appears behind her, resting a hand on her head, "She insisted that if she was getting one, Mama had to have one too."
Every time you think you can't love them more, they do something to prove you wrong. You remove the plushie from Kiko, placing it on the bed next to yours so you can lift her into your arms and snuggle her close, "Thank you, baby." You look at Chuuya, watching the two of you with such love that you swear you can see hearts, "Thanks to you too, Chuu."
"Anything for my girls." He steps closer, wrapping you up in his arms and you know he means every word.
My cheeks hurt from smiling
I want to get in a little practice for writing Kiko (and also i can't get girl dad chuuya out of my head) so here's a little moment of her being a cutie, and a little bit of setting the scene for the big fic
Chuuya x f!Reader, nickname 'angel' used
Divider by @/cafekitsune
"Papa!" A little voice calls out, and Akutagawa will never get used to the way Chuuya's whole demeanour changes when his daughter appears. Both men turn towards the sound, Chuuya's arms already outstretched to catch the little girl barreling towards him. He's smiling, too, and if Akutagawa didn't know better, he would think Chuuya is just another loving father, not one of the most dangerous men in Yokohama. He's ... warmer, softer around the edges when he's with Kiko, and when he's with you - not that he lets many see that side of him.
Kiko throws herself into her fathers' arms, not a hint of hesitation on her face. Chuuya holds her close, cradling her against his body as he turns his attention to you, standing back and watching them with open adoration. Your eyes slide over to him next, and Akutagawa doesn't know what to do with the affection in the smile you send his way.
"Hey angel. Wasn't expecting you; is everything alright?" Akutagawa can see the slight tension in Chuuya's shoulders, and he sees it release when Kiko speaks up, still clinging to her father with one hand clutching his jacket.
"Me and Mama missed you!" Kiko learns around her father to shoot Akutagawa a toothy grin, "Ryuu-kun! See, Mama, I told you we would see him too!"
Your voice is fond as you answer her, and you check she's not looking before rolling your eyes, "Yes, you did, baby." You address him, amusement clear in your voice, "She was very excited to see you."
Punctuating her mother's statement, Kiko starts wriggling in her father's hold, and he sets her down, kissing the crown of her head when her feet are safely on the floor. Moments later, she's wrapped around Akutagawa's leg, talking a mile a minute about everything she's done since the last time she saw him. It's nice, he thinks as he listens to her - there's precious few people who don't treat him with caution, who look past his reputation and see him as more than a weapon.
"Akutagawa." He looks up at Chuuya's call of his name. There's a barely there smile on his face, "Go with them - make sure they're safe."
He knows what this is - Chuuya always makes sure the two of you are well guarded, but there's hardly a need for someone like him to accompany you. It's not like you're defenceless, and there's much better things he could be doing to benefit the Port Mafia. This is for him. He's not sure how he feels about it, but an executive is asking him to do something, so it's not like he can say no. He wouldn't anyway - he can admit to himself that he enjoys spending time with you, and the thought of disappointing Kiko and having her look up at him with big, tear-filled eyes makes him uncomfortable.
Kiko slips her little hand into his as Chuuya says his goodbyes to you; wrapping you in his arms and leaving a gentle kiss on your lips, whispering words for you alone into the space between you. The love between you is palpable, and he averts his eyes.
"Be good for your Mama, Kiko. I'll see you tonight; I love you." Chuuya crouches down to claim one final hug from the little girl. She leans into the hug, pressing a wet kiss to his cheek before pulling away and tugging Akutagawa down the corridor.
She waves behind her without looking, too focused on her next adventure, "I will, Papa! I love you."
The laughter from behind him suggests there will be no rescue from the four year old currently dragging him along, and he finds that he doesn't mind at all.
I smiled like an idiot during my class when I saw this notification come through
Lovely, again 10/10
Another idea, 15!Chuuya who just joined the Port Mafia having his first crush on reader
I can imagine him going to Kouyou to ask for advice 🤭
Like, reader likes him back but still lets him stumble over his words cause it's cute
I feel like I'm not as good at writing Chuuya so I enjoy reading fics for him and you're good at writing him
Man i love your ideas sm and thanks for the compliment!
15!Chuuya x reader
“Beneath the Surface”
Chuuya Nakahara wasn’t new to fights. He wasn’t new to blood, danger, or the haunting, suffocating feeling of Corruption simmering beneath his skin, a constant reminder of the power he could barely control. But this? This was new. This twisting in his chest, this irritation crawling under his skin every time he looked at you. The way his pulse quickened, how his words fumbled out in a mess when you were near.
He had never felt this powerless before.
And the worst part? You seemed to enjoy it.
“Oi, Chuuya, you zoning out or what?” your voice cut through his thoughts like a blade, the familiar teasing lilt making his eye twitch.
The two of you were standing outside, waiting for orders after a routine mission. His heart was still thudding hard from the adrenaline, but the moment you leaned against the wall next to him, all nonchalant and relaxed, his throat went dry. You flashed him that infuriating grin, the one that sent his mind spinning for reasons he didn’t want to admit.
“Zoning out? I ain’t—” Chuuya cleared his throat, fighting to keep his voice steady, “I’m not zoning out. Maybe you’re the one who can’t stay focused.”
You chuckled softly, a knowing gleam in your eyes. “Is that so?”
Chuuya hated how easily you could make him feel small, like you saw right through him — like you knew what he was feeling before he could even make sense of it. And the worst part? You always seemed to enjoy teasing him, watching him stumble over his words or get flustered.
He should’ve been able to handle it. He was Chuuya Nakahara, damn it — future executive of the Port Mafia. But around you, he felt like he was all fists and rage, without the cool confidence he usually carried.
You shrugged casually, pushing yourself off the wall and stepping a little closer to him. “You sure? You’ve been pretty distracted lately. Almost like something’s on your mind.” There was that tone again, the one that hinted you knew. And damn it, you probably did.
He gritted his teeth, trying to focus on anything else. “There’s nothin’ on my mind, alright? You’re imagining things.”
But even he knew that wasn’t true.
・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・
The crush had started small, barely noticeable at first. You were one of the few who treated him like he was your equal, despite him being new to the Mafia. You were sharp, quick with your words, and had a mind that could cut through even the thickest of tensions. Chuuya respected that. But at some point, the respect shifted, and he found himself watching you in ways he hadn’t before.
It was the way you laughed, soft but with an edge that always left him wondering what you were thinking. The way your smile, so full of mischief, made something twist uncomfortably in his chest. And the way you always seemed too calm — as if you never took anything seriously, and yet still managed to outsmart everyone around you.
One time, after a sparring match where he’d barely managed to keep his cool, you leaned over, offering him a hand with a smirk. “Good effort, Nakahara.”
His blood boiled at the patronizing tone. “Tch. I don’t need your pity.”
But your teasing grin never faltered. “Relax, Chuuya. You’ll get better.”
Better? The audacity. But his heart still raced from the lightness in your voice, from the way you spoke his name like it was some private joke only you understood.
・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・
Days passed, and the frustration gnawed at him. It wasn’t just your teasing that got to him anymore; it was everything about you. Your smirk, your laugh, the way you looked at him like he was both amusing and… something more. It was unbearable.
Chuuya prided himself on not needing help. But with you? He didn’t know what to do. How could he, when every time he tried to talk to you seriously, he ended up stumbling over his words like some awkward kid?
And so, in desperation — and no small amount of embarrassment — Chuuya found himself standing in front of Kouyou’s quarters, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. The moonlight cast a soft glow over the hallway, and the sounds of the night echoed faintly in the distance.
Kouyou opened the door, raising a delicate eyebrow at the sight of him. “Chuuya. It’s late. What brings you here?”
Chuuya swallowed his pride, shifting awkwardly on his feet. “I, uh… I need some advice.”
Kouyou’s lips curved into a knowing smile. “Ah. I see.” She stepped aside, allowing him into the room. “Have a seat. This seems… personal.”
He scowled, feeling his face flush. “It’s not personal,” he lied. “It’s just—there’s someone, okay? Someone in the Mafia who keeps messing with me, and I can’t… I can’t stop thinking about them.”
Kouyou folded her hands in her lap, regarding him with her usual calm gaze. “Messing with you, how?”
“They’re always teasing me,” Chuuya muttered, staring down at the floor, “and it’s like they know what I’m thinking before I even say it. It pisses me off.”
Kouyou chuckled softly. “And yet, you find yourself drawn to them, don’t you?”
Chuuya clenched his fists, frustrated. “Yeah, but it’s… different. I don’t get it. Why can’t I just talk to them like a normal person?”
Kouyou’s smile was gentle, almost amused. “You’ve never been one for subtlety, Chuuya. But from what you’ve described, it sounds like this person enjoys your company. Have you considered that their teasing might be… affectionate?”
Chuuya blinked, staring at her in disbelief. “Affectionate? You’re kidding, right? They’re always messing with me.”
Kouyou laughed softly, a sound that both soothed and irritated him. “Some people express their feelings through playfulness, especially when they know it affects the other person. It sounds to me like they enjoy seeing your reactions. And judging by how flustered you are, it’s working.”
Chuuya flushed a deeper red, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “So what the hell am I supposed to do? I can’t just… I dunno, keep letting them mess with me.”
Kouyou’s expression softened. “Perhaps you should stop focusing on how to ‘win’ against them and instead consider how you truly feel. Do you want them to stop? Or is there something more?”
Chuuya went silent, Kouyou’s words echoing in his mind. Something more? He’d never considered it like that before. But maybe… maybe there was something more. And maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t so bad after all.
・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・
Chuuya clenched his fists, struggling to steady his breath. The weight of Kouyou's advice pressed heavy on his chest. Now was the moment—he’d either crumble or finally get the words out.
“I-I’m not here to fight,” he muttered, his voice betraying him with a slight stutter. He winced internally at his own nerves.
You raised an eyebrow, your smirk deepening with that ever-present teasing glint in your eyes. “Oh? That’s a surprise. So what’s on your mind, Chuuya?”
His throat felt tight, but he pressed on, stepping closer, his heart thundering against his ribs. “You.” His voice cracked slightly, and he quickly clenched his jaw to steady himself. “Y-You’re always on my mind, dammit.”
The smirk on your lips softened, but the amusement never fully disappeared. You tilted your head, a playful flicker in your gaze. “Is that so? How bold of you.”
Chuuya’s cheeks flushed, his frustration mixing with embarrassment. Why was this so difficult? He was a Port Mafia member, strong, unshakable, and here he was fumbling over his words like an idiot. He took another step forward, his fists clenched tight by his sides.
“Yeah, i-it’s true. And I… I’m tired of you messing with me like I’m some joke,” he blurted out, his voice sharper than intended but laced with a vulnerability he couldn’t hide.
For a split second, your eyes widened, but then a soft, genuine laugh bubbled from your throat—completely different from the usual sarcastic tones you threw his way. “Chuuya, I wasn’t messing with you.”
His breath caught. You weren’t? All this time? He opened his mouth to say something, anything, but words failed him.
You slid off the railing, closing the distance between the two of you. “I was just waiting for you to figure it out,” you murmured, voice softer now, your teasing edge momentarily fading.
Chuuya’s breath hitched, his chest tightening as your words lingered in the air between you. His heart pounded in his ears, drowning out the world around him. He had been expecting rejection, or another round of teasing—but this? This left him speechless.
You took another step forward, and suddenly, you were closer than he’d ever imagined. Chuuya could feel the warmth radiating from you, and he was hyper-aware of every inch between you, vanishing rapidly.
He swallowed hard, but no words came. His mind raced, torn between disbelief and the undeniable pull he felt towards you. “I—" he started, but before he could find his voice, your hand gently cupped his cheek.
Without giving him a chance to overthink, you leaned in, your lips brushing softly against his. The kiss was tentative at first, testing, but when you felt Chuuya’s hesitant but eager response, it deepened.
His hands, which had been hanging awkwardly at his sides, found their way to your waist, pulling you closer as the world seemed to fade away. Every thought, every worry, melted under the warmth of the kiss. Chuuya’s pulse raced, but this time it wasn’t from nerves—it was from the overwhelming sensation of finally having what he hadn’t even realized he’d been chasing for so long.
When you finally pulled back, the teasing smirk returned to your lips, but there was a softness in your eyes that made Chuuya’s chest tighten for a different reason now.
“So…” you whispered, voice just above a breath, “was that clear enough for you?”
Chuuya, still dazed, blinked, his usual bravado returning just a little. He huffed softly, trying and failing to suppress a small smile. “Y-Yeah… clear enough.”
For once, there were no words to stumble over, no need to fight back. Everything between you two was finally starting to fall into place.
Omg this took FOREVER
This is so wholesome
10/10, great start to my day
Request/idea!
Established relationship with reader taking care of Chuuya after corruption. Like Dazai takes Chuuya to his penthouse to be taken care of by reader instead of the extraction point because Dazai knows Chuuya would be more comfortable with reader than in the pm hospital/medical bay (*cough* stormbringer *cough* *cough*)
Just like cute fluff where Chuuya is tense around reader because he's so vulnerable until eventually he relaxes when he realizes reader isn't leaving or gonna hurt him
Oh god YES
Chuuya x reader
(established relationship)
The soft glow of the evening lights filled the penthouse, casting long shadows across the quiet room. Outside, the city buzzed faintly, a contrast to the stillness inside. You stood by the bed, looking down at Chuuya, his usually sharp features softened by exhaustion, his breathing deep and slow. He was out cold—completely unconscious after pushing himself too far in battle, having using Corruption again.
Dazai had brought him here instead of to the Port Mafia’s medical bay, knowing that Chuuya would be more comfortable in your care than surrounded by cold hospital walls. It had been a quiet exchange—no teasing remarks, no sarcastic barbs. Just a mutual understanding between you and Dazai that Chuuya needed this (i made dazai responsible/sensible 💀).
Now, standing over him, you couldn’t help but feel a pang of worry despite knowing he’d recover. You gently brushed his damp hair away from his forehead, feeling the faint warmth of his skin beneath your fingertips. He looked so different when he was like this—so vulnerable, so unlike the fierce, unyielding man you knew. The one who stood tall (yes i did this on purpose 🦖) , who commanded respect with every word, every movement.
Sighing softly, you sat down on the edge of the bed, your fingers trailing along his arm. He didn’t stir, completely lost in the deep sleep that always followed his use of Corruption. You hated seeing him like this—not because he was weak, but because you knew how much he hated being seen this way. Vulnerability was something Chuuya rarely allowed, and you knew he fought against it even in unconsciousness.
“You always push yourself too hard,” you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper as you leaned in closer, resting your hand on his chest, feeling the slow, steady rise and fall of his breathing. “You don’t have to… not with me.”
The words hung in the air, but they were more for you than for him. You knew Chuuya—knew that even if he could hear you now, he wouldn’t listen. He was stubborn like that, always trying to carry the weight of the world on his own.
You stayed like that for a while, your hand gently brushing over his chest, the sound of his breathing the only noise in the room. It was rare to see him like this—so still, so quiet. In these moments, he seemed almost fragile, and the thought of him waking up alone after such an ordeal tugged at your chest.
“I’m not going anywhere, Chu,” you whispered softly, your voice filled with a quiet determination. “I’m here. I’ll always be here.”
He didn’t respond—of course he didn’t—but as you settled beside him, you felt the tension you hadn’t realized you were holding slowly melt away. You knew that when he woke up, he’d still be the same Chuuya, sharp and biting, with walls built up so high it was a wonder anyone ever got through. But for now, in this quiet moment, there was peace.
And as you lay there beside him, your fingers gently tracing the lines of his hand, you knew that when he finally opened his eyes, you’d be right here. Just like always.
Timeskip
Chuuya stirred slightly, his breathing shifting as he started to emerge from the deep sleep that had held him for hours. You stayed still, your fingers still tracing light patterns on his hand, waiting for the moment he would fully wake up. You could tell he was still groggy, his mind pulling itself from the depths of exhaustion.
Slowly, his eyes fluttered open, the sharp blue softened with lingering fatigue. His gaze shifted to you, and for a moment, confusion flickered in his eyes—like he wasn’t sure if you were really there. But then, recognition settled, and his usual tension melted away.
“[Y/N]...” he muttered, his voice rough, barely more than a rasp. His hand instinctively tightened around yours, a quiet reassurance that he was here, that you were here, together. His lips curved into a small, tired smile, so different from the usual smirk he wore in public. This was Chuuya, stripped of all the fire and pride—just him, softer, vulnerable, but comfortable with you.
“Yeah, it’s me,” you replied quietly, a gentle smile pulling at your lips. “You really overdid it this time.”
Chuuya huffed softly, his usual bravado flickering, but the tiredness in his eyes betrayed him. “Tch… I’m fine,” he muttered, though there was no real bite in his words. His free hand came up to cover his face for a second, as if trying to hide the weariness he couldn’t fully shake.
“Sure you are,” you teased lightly, leaning in just a little closer, your thumb gently brushing over his knuckles. “That’s why Dazai had to drag you here half-dead.”
He let out a low chuckle, but there was no anger behind it, just a quiet acceptance of his own limits. “That damn suicidal idiot…” He paused, lowering his hand from his face to meet your gaze again, and something in his expression softened even more. “He knew you’d take better care of me than anyone else would.”
You smiled at that, warmth spreading through you at the quiet admission. “He’s not wrong, you know. Though I’ve got half a mind to yell at you for pushing yourself so hard.”
Chuuya sighed, his eyes closing for a moment as he allowed himself to sink further into the comfort of your presence. “You wouldn’t be the first,” he murmured, his voice low but filled with that gentle warmth that he reserved only for you. He shifted slightly, moving closer to you as if seeking more of your warmth, his hand still firmly holding yours. “But… I’m glad it’s you here. Always.”
There was something different in his tone—a vulnerability that Chuuya rarely allowed himself to show. His guard was down, and in this quiet moment, he wasn’t the powerful mafia executive or the ruthless fighter. He was just Chuuya—your Chuuya.
You shifted closer, gently resting your forehead against his. “I’m not going anywhere, Chuuya. You know that, right?”
His eyes opened, locking with yours, and for a moment, he didn’t say anything. But the way his hand tightened around yours, the way his body relaxed against you, told you everything. He didn’t need to say it—he trusted you completely. And that trust, that vulnerability, was something he rarely gave to anyone.
“I know,” he whispered finally, his voice softer than you’d ever heard it. “I just… sometimes I need to be reminded.”
You smiled, brushing your fingers through his hair, feeling him relax completely against you. “Well, I’m always here to remind you.”
Chuuya’s lips twitched into a faint smile, and he leaned into your touch, his eyes closing once more. “Good,” he mumbled, the tension in his body gone now, replaced with a rare calm. “Because I’m not letting you go either.”
And with that, the two of you sat in the quiet of the room, his hand in yours, as Chuuya finally allowed himself to rest—safe in the knowledge that you weren’t going anywhere.
Relationship Headcanons
Fandom: BSD -Bungo Stray Dogs
TW: none? I think?
DAZAI
I said it in my Soukoku fic, Dazai wouldn’t know affection if it slapped him in the face ten times
Like he might realize when someone is showing interest in a sexual kind
And he would probably notice if someone is crushing on him
But like, if he likes them back?
No
Man is blind
He’s too busy panicking over read denying his own thoughts and feelings over you to analyze your actions
He’s busy trying to think of anything but how pretty you are when he sees you -thank you very much
No joke though, this can be applied to pretty much anyone he cares about
I mean he practically had a heart attack when Atsushi gave him flowers
Anyways if he finally admits to himself that he likes you then I could see him trying to push you away if I’m being brutally honest
He doesn’t want to lose you and he believes that anything he wants that he obtains, will be striped from him sooner or later
But…, in a perfect world he would eventually work up the courage to ask you out
He would probably avoid directly asking you but this is Dazai so he could defiantly figure out some round-about way to ask
As for the relationship?
He would still be his teasing self
But he would tone it down
Not because he doesn’t want to annoy you but more so because he actually lets some of his masks down when alone with you
He defiantly is very clingy to you
Man has been touch starved for a long time and he fears attachment too much to be touchy with the ADA members
But now he has you, who not only tolerates him but has decided to stay with him?
Of course he’s not going to let this chance slip from his grasp before all this inevitably ends (he’s still in denial)
He never cared much for holidays like Christmas or Valentines
But now he wants to experience them, with you
He’s always thinking, plans and outcomes racing through his mind, what ifs and regrets
But like, if you ruffle his hair, his brain just stops.
Like no thoughts, he short circuits
When his brain returned to him the first time it happened he panicked
Like, who gave you that amount of control?
After that first time he continued to try and get you to do it without asking
He needed his brain to shut up every now and then, and now he has a reliable source
Anyways, he likes to be a spoiled princess
No one can change my mind
For all his predictions he will never be able to predict your love and kindness for him
CHUUYA
Someone give this poor man a hug
Ugh, my heart
I can‘t imagine him wanting to date a normal citizen, too much of a risk
So you’d probably have to work in the Mafia
Even then, dating you would still be placing a huge target on you
He would actually take you out on dates before asking you out
Dates with him would be romantic
Like dinner by candle light vibes
He’d be strategic on where you guys sit
No need to be precarious on what you order, it’s all on him
When he does ask you out he would be slightly flustered but it just makes him adorable
Say yes, he doesn’t deserve to be hurt any more
He would spoil you to no end
If you want it, you can have it
You’re the only one allowed to call him short
He might get flustered from PDA in the start but will gradually warm up to it
Nothing clingy, just hand holding, a hand around your waist, a quick kiss here or there
But if he sees some guy hitting on you?
Down right possessive, arm snug around your waist, shoulder to shoulder
And if he’s drunk? Even worse
Like he’s pulling you onto his lap just to make sure that asshole knows your taken
If you do work in the mafia with him, he likes going on easier missions with you
And while he knows that you can handle yourself just fine, he can’t help but imagine something bad happening to you when he isn’t there to save you
He’s lost too many people in his life, please, don’t leave him as well
He loves when you rest your head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat
And while you do that he’ll run his fingers through your hair
Chuuya loves to spoil you rotten as I stated, it’s his love language
So sometimes he’ll just hand you his black card and let you go shopping with friends or something
In fact, he encourages you to buy what you want
FYODOR
Honestly? Where do I start with him?
Like congratulations if you meet him and make it out alive
I don’t know if I should congratulate him taking an interest in you though
I feel like he believe that the interest he had in you was purely innocent curiosity
But I also don’t think he would try to delude himself for as long as Dazai does
Eventually he would notice that something was different about his interest for you than usual
And while he would hesitate to put a name to it so quickly he would eventually give in after realizing there was no stoping this feeling from festering in him
After coming to terms with his romantic? Feelings and interest in you he would definitely begin to manipulate you into feeling the same way for him
If you don’t already that is
If you don’t confess then he’ll definitely do the same thing Dazai did
And when you agree, he of course knew you would, he makes you move in with him
He can’t let his dearest other slip from his finger now can he?
I feel like before ever getting into a relationship, you would have been made aware of his ‘work’
Please, make sure the man eats
And takes his iron pill
Nikolai is getting a little tired of that daily routine despite how much he loves to be around Fyodor
Anyways, dates aren’t a very common thing in fact, very, very rare
I mean… what did you expect?
Man’s a literal terrorist
That being said, from time to time he’ll leave his ‘lair’ to spend time with you
If you ask, he’ll gladly play the cello for you
If he snaps at you for ‘bothering him with pointless things’ when you bring him his iron pill or food just listen
Don’t bother him with such things
And then same thing the next day
And after some 4 or 5 days he’ll stumble from his room
Staggering as he tries not to collapse or faint from both his lack of energy and his iron deficiency
And when he walks into the kitchen trying to get the iron pill bottle open?
Let him stumble his way over to you and ask for help before you finally do as such
And he realizes just how dependent on you he’s become
It’ll happen again eventually
But as of that moment, it’ll at least be awhile before the cycle repeats
(That last part of Fyodor’s was based upon some fanfic I read for him. I'm not sure who it was by, but I’ll tag it if and when I do find it.)
A/N: anyways, believe it or not, I love Chuuya just as much as I do Fyodor and Dazai
I’m just not as confident in his character. Since I’m a lot like Dazai, he comes easy to me and by substitute, Fyodor does as well
But Chuuya? Despite him being one of my 5 favorites along with Dazai and Fyodor, I just don’t resonate personally enough with him to write him really well
Nakahara Chuuya NSFW headcanons
Just a few NSFW headcanons about Nakahara Chuuya, because this man is just perfect
- He's not quiet at all. In fact, this man is the complete opposite of that. Swearing, dirty talk, loud moans, sometimes you think he wants your neighbors to listen (and yes, he does)
- Actually, when he's tired after work, he'll be quiet, but will become a mess of gasps and low moans, and you'll take charge
- Chuuya will deny it to death, but if you're on top and pet him (mainly in hair) he'll come faster
- Pull his hair and this man will be delirious
- He absolutely loves affection
- "Wild or loving sex?" Both. It dependeds on the moment
- Wild sex is usually about after he gets home from work stressed, and you're more than willing to help him vent that anger
- Soft sex is when he misses you, even though you guys saw each other 15 minutes ago (or when he's a bit tired)
- He definitely doesn't want threesomes. He won't share you with anyone, and he doesn't want to have sex with anyone other than you
- This man is ready to give you pleasure at any time
- That means he can give you a blowjob in public, but he takes precautions
- You better not return the blowjob in public. Chuuya is scandalous — he's a damn miniature pinscher: small and noisy, and you don't want everyone to notice what you're doing, do you?
-He doesn't care exactly where he comes. It can be in your mouth, in your face, in your thighs, in your hole, as long as you feel comfortable with