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Struggling to not instinctively like is lmao
I'M DOING AN EXPERIMENT
To prove something to a friend, please
REBLOG IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES
LIKE IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS DON’T BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES
Was scrolling through AO3 and found this gem
Enemy to parent is a trope we have to popularise lmao
I rate the silly 10/10 in cuteness points
Sadly I have no good pictures of my dogs as puppies as 1 was already past the tiny puppy stage when we got her and the other one has a mostly black coat beside her paw tips so she just looks like a small lump of void lmao
Imagine, a reader who despite preferring cats, gets Chuuya a puppy for his birthday
I just want to see Chuuya happy, he's been through too much
Guess who left it in the drafts and completely forgot about it...
Also the reader reminds me of dazai bc dosen't he prefer cats too??
Chuuya stared at the small, squirming bundle of fur in his arms, mouth slightly agape. The puppy—no larger than a loaf of bread—tilted its head, its floppy ears twitching as if equally perplexed by the turn of events.
"You got me a dog?" Chuuya finally asked, his voice unreadable.
You lounged lazily on the couch, arms draped over the backrest, watching his reaction with amusement. "What, were you expecting a cat?" you mused, voice laced with the familiar tease that always got under his skin.
Chuuya scoffed. "No, but you prefer cats."
"Exactly," you replied, as if that explained everything. And to you, maybe it did.
The little dog—tan with white markings—squirmed in Chuuya’s hold before clambering clumsily onto his chest, its tail wagging excitedly. Chuuya, caught between surprise and something suspiciously close to giddiness, instinctively steadied it with gloved hands. The tiny creature looked up at him with wide, trusting eyes, then let out an eager yap.
Tch. Annoying. But cute.
Chuuya clicked his tongue but didn’t push it away. "You got this for me?"
"Well, obviously," you sighed, stretching your legs out. "You’re a dog person. It was either this or a hat, and let’s be real—you probably have a secret stash of those somewhere."
Chuuya flushed, opening his mouth to retort before shutting it with a scowl. Damn you. You were insufferable. And yet, as the puppy eagerly licked at his gloved fingers, Chuuya felt his lips twitch upward despite himself.
"...Thanks," he muttered, barely above a whisper.
You grinned, pleased with yourself. "Oh, don’t mention it. Consider it my act of charity for the year."
Chuuya threw a pillow at your face.
The puppy barked happily.
Also take a look at this silly (my dog)
Soukoku
What if Chuuya is so attached to Dazai because he knows that, if Dazai dies there will be no one in the world who can stop his corruption and the damage it might do to himself and others. So he risks everything he can to save Dazai, even if it risks his own life, because if Dazai dies, the sense of self and humanity Chuuya has will diminish and he'll be lost forever.
We've seen how insane Chuuya's corruption makes him. How he despises doing it, and *yet*, we still see, that when he knew Dazai may be dead (during the fight with Fyodor), it didn't matter. He has a sense of protection over Yokohama, he used his corruption regardless because it was the only thing that could kill the dragon. And even in his corrupted state, he sought out Dazai and fought to save him. It didn't matter if his corruption killed him in the process, because if Dazai was truly dead, Chuuya would die anyway.
Chuuya fought a literal DRAGON to find Dazai. They work so well together and know each other so fucking well, that Chuuya knew, Dazai would most likely have that pill in his mouth. He knew exactly what to do. And even in his corrupted state Chuuya seemed so much more steady when he actually *found* Dazai. Chuuya can recognise Dazai and the safety he provides him, even when he can't control himself.
He literally placed *all bets* on a man he claims to hate. And time and time again he puts his life in Dazai's hands.
Because no matter how much he acts as though he hates the man, his entire life, career, and survival, rests in Dazai's hands. And the trust they have in each other, even on opposing sides, never wavers. Even if they work for organisations which oppose, Dazai and Chuuya are *never* enemies.
BSD chapter 121 – SPOILER / "THEORY"
Something i haven't seen anyone else point out, is that in the last pannel of the chapter, "Dazais" clothes clearly don't fit him
For comparison, both from the same chapter
His coat is clearly too big for him. The sleeves hang too low, usually just below the elbow, now down to his wrists.
His pants don't fit him either, although the coat hides it pretty well.
Overall his clothes are significally more baggy.
His hair is also parted diffrently. Dazais hair is almost always parted down the middle. First I thought his hair was being blown by the wind – thusly messing the parting – but one look at the hem of the coat proved me wrong.
The right side of his hair is instead longer then the left side.
He also seems to not have his neck bandage. The longer then usual sleeves concealing his arm bandages (or the lack thereoff).
"Dazai" is morphing into someone else. Which brings me to:
Atsushi is shorter then Dazai, making Dazais clothes most likely too big for him.
The longer side of Atsushis hair is the right one. The parting of hair – while not exact – seems to also match our resident tiger lad.
The illusion of Dazai is being torn apart, as Atsushi realizes its true nature. His own thoughts, fleelings, and conclusions wearing a Dazai themed Halloween mask.
When Atsushi says he 'knows who you are, he's not talking about Dazai or the hallucination, but *himself.*
Atsushi has never needed someone else to tell him to live, but he has always felt like he does.
To be less extra 'bout it, i think Atsushi groked what he is and is going use that to save Akutagawa / kick Fyodors ass.
If i missed or got smt wrong feel free to tell me
Silly little doodle because I’m cooking come angst ish
No shot I pulled three SSRs in one 11 pull followed by two of the new Dazai in a few 11 pulls later
sketchbook dump
used a lot of bases on pinterest for references and some cosplays of skk for references?
big fan of oblivious chuuya flirting without realising he's flirting
dazai, all flirty: i'm going to the agency! don't forget our date tonight ~
chuuya, mopping the floor with a straight face: yeah, see ya. can't wait to have you all pretty and dressed up for me
dazai, face red:
chuuya: what ???
dazai, head in hands: how do you just flirt so effortlessly with that serious look on your face?? while cleaning the kitchen???
chuuya: flirt? i'm not flirting with you THAT'S GROSS
Thinking of these two panels, but...
You were also with them when Fyodor died and you just so happened to be anemic too. So when Chuuya said those words, you gave him an appalled expression. A hand over your heart as your face morphed into one of shock.
"Chuuya! How dare you! I'm literally right here!"
Chuuya blanked for a second before it dawned, "I meant the other anemic son of a bitch!"
"So what?! Am I anemic son of a bitch #1 or #2?!"
"Why does that matter?!"
"Because I need to know how important I am to you!"
"For fucks sake, fine! Your anemic son of a bitch #1!"
"Am I your anemic son of a bitch #1?!"
"Yes, you're my anemic son of a bitch #1," he said with exasperation. Honestly, the things you make him do and say sometimes.
All the while, Dazai was standing off to the side. A blank look on his face as he wondered how you two ever got together...
You're reliable. That's how Dazai settles on describing you when he first started to get to know you at the ADA. You didn't have an ability (which was surprising to say the least) and you weren't as gifted as Ranpo, yet you were still reliable.
Reliable in the sense that no matter what fight you and the others were put through, you would always come back alive with everyone else intact and breathing. Not a single hair harmed on their heads.
You're reliable. Reliable in the sense that he didn't have to worry about you dying along the way. You're reliable in a way that you'll still be alive if he focused on something else before focusing back on you.
You're reliable because he knew you wouldn't die like everyone else.
But ... just because someone is reliable doesn't mean they get into trouble, too.
You pressed down on your wound. Eyes focusing and unfocusing as your blood kept gushing between your fingertips.
It won't stop, you thought, shit!
You looked behind you at Rokuzo. One second later and he would be the one with the bullet wound instead of you. But... you made it in time, right?
Though, before you could look at the one who shot the gun in the shadows, Dazai placed a hand over yours and pressed down too. The action surprised you. Your eyes glancing over at him. His face looked... distraught. His jaw clenched. His hand that was over yours felt cold, and there was a slight tremble in his hold.
You raised your free hand to pat his head. His head snapped up to look at you, at the way you were smiling. His lips parted as if to say something, but you beat him to it.
"I'll be fine. Focus on her. Not me."
That's right... you're reliable, aren't you?
"Can you believe this, Dottore?! He cut off my head!"
You laughed as your body bent down to pick up your cackling head. The traveler taking a step back as you did so.
"That was quite rude of them, wasn't it?"
Lifting your head and placing it on your neck, you heard a few clicks and felt a connection snap in place.
"It was, Dottore!"
You skipped over to the doctor with a crazed grin on your face, "can i hurt him now? Or do you still need to run a few tests?"
Dottore waved a hand at you, "don't as you wish."
You soun on your heel to face the traveler, "yay!"
Dottore wasn't worried about you, of course, you were his most prized experiment yet.
Be not afraid!
So a week ago, I sprained my ankle and couldn't walk for 3 days. I'm used to hiking at least an hour a day with my huskies so not being able to walk at all was driving me crazy. And in my jittery sedimentary state, I kept getting visions of this blursed being: a biblically accurate axolotl. There was nothing I could do but draw it. I'm all better now and able to walk again, now back to making less cursed art (maybe)
A place to call home :(( this is honestly just background practice lmao