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Dazatsu Month 2025 Day 16 Jealousy
Having Atsushi back was like a dream come true. It was as if winter was becoming spring. Snow was melted to bring a new. Kyoka woke up the next morning, practically vibrating out of her skin as soon as her eyelids fluttered open. Her big brother was back! And hopefully here to stay. (Of course, if not she was willing to make some sacrifices. Dazai did spent the last few years pinning- kinda like a wife waiting for her husband to back from war. In fact, the old man spent the whole day in a daze after the coming back. She thinks he tripped a couple times? Totally spazzed when Atsushi swooped down to catch him before he hit the ground with a pickup line. It was as if whatever brains he has had leaked out. It was hilarious.) For one, since four years, her darkest night was filled with the shining moonlight.
Jumping out of bed with the excitement of a child on Christmas Morning, she rushed to get dress for work. She wanted to spend as much time with him before Dazai took off with him. Maybe she could make them breakfast? (Just like old times! When she was fourteen and he was eighteen and all they had to worry about was making it to work on time.) Of course there was her roommate, so she had to make more than for two. (A year and a half ago, the Agency had hired a new member whose ability was so much like their were-tiger. Just less of a giant cat running in wind and more like a bird flying in fire. It also felt more like when big brother Chuuya used Corruption at times.)
Shaking her head, she checked her body mirror with satisfaction- not a single hair out place and walked out the door. The moment she step into the hall, her eyes zeroed in on the door slightly across from hers. It was the room that Atsushi had spent the night in (after panicking Dazai booked it out the moment the silver haired male opened his mouth to ask if he could stay over)- it’s door slightly ajar. There was a dry erase board that wasn’t there before- her brother must have hanged it up last night. The blue eyed girl tilted her head. ‘He’s awake.’ She stated within her mind as she took steps to get closer to the door. There was orange writing on it. She raised a hand and gently brushed her fingers overs the word- not really touching the smooth surface. ‘She/her today. I see, a sister instead of a brother.’ With a sharp understanding nod, the young woman of eighteen headed towards the kitchen.
More like a war zone at a stalemate.
The moment she walked into the connecting rooms of both living and kitchen, she was blasted with the winds of inferno hell. The need for water hit her faster than Akutagawa’s Rashomon.
“Good morning Kyoka.” Atsushi chirped from where she was cooking. A smile painted on her face as she scooped some eggs onto a plate. Her eyes gold like molten lave as they refuse to leave the second figure in the room. Kyoka was impressed. “I cooked breakfast. Hope you don’t mind.”
“Of course not.” Her roommate answered, patting her pink lips clean with a napkin with all the grace of royalty. Her cyan blue eyes side eyeing Atsushi through her red lashes. The room became even more hotter. “It’s rare for us to be treated to a warm heavy meal. Thank you Nakajima-san.”
The moon kissed female bared her teeth in a smile. The facsimile of a sweet smile seeming predatory. “I like to serve Tsukino-san.”
One could choke on the sarcasm.
What Me & My Co-Workers Said But As BSD Character part 2
Atsushi: Sometimes when I’m happy, I have this monotone voice trying to sound excited *pushes Dazai’s paper back to his side of the desk*
Kunikida: *not looking up his work* Wow
Atsushi: Other times I have a happy face and sound so monotone or depress *goes back to his work*
Kunikida: *looks up at him, laughing and with a mocking monotone voice* Welcome to the Detective Agency
Atsushi: *pouts* Be happy I’m not killing puppies
Kunikida/Dazai: *Is taken back completely as they burst out laughing* Killing puppies?
Dazatsu Month Day 10 and 26 WIP
~.~4 years ago~.~
“Then who the hell is this?”
Dazai Osamu felt as if the world was coming down on him when he looked at body that was not Dostoevsky Fyodor. It was nothing but some dried up mummy of a man that had no defining features. An urge to throw himself onto the ground (this time not out of worried confusion) and roll around until the dirt scrap every inch of his skin off. He wants to grip his greasy, dark, wavy brown hair tightly in his hands and pulled and pull and pull. Pull so hard that it lend to his scalp bleeding from the force.
“During the prison break race….Dostoevsky was frantic.”
Atsushi was in danger.
“He was frantic…because death at my hand or by poison wouldn’t do. What he needed was to be killed by a vampire.”
He was in danger and Dazai was stuck here in Meursault.
The agency was without its dagger in the shadows.
Letting out a snarl, the rust brown eyed man pivoted on his broken leg and ran back into the building. Ignoring the knives carving themselves into his legs.
”Oi! Mackerel! What the face?!” Chuuya barked like the dog in his ear. “Dazai!”
”He’s not dead!” The said man gritted through clenched teeth to stop from shrieking like a banshee. “His ability! We were wrong! I was wrong!”
Those words felt as if he failed. As if all the energy, sweat, and blood he put into his plan meant nothing. Chuuya could be heard stomping right behind him, cursing a storm. From the corner of his eyes, he watched as the shorter scoop up the sleeping Sigma and chased after him. Dazai close his eyes tightly in gratitude that his old partner followed without a second thought. Reopening his eyes, he pushed himself harder to get to the control room.
He had to get in contact with Ango Sakaguchi as fast as he could. Atsushi’s time was running out. Who knew what was happening all this time he was just lying on the ground. Every minute he does nothing was a minute that his best friend loses. A lost minute that his Atsushi gets closer to wha that fucker has planned.
Bump
Thump
Pain shot throughout his body making him gasp and stumble. It was like he was being shot at. Another wave crashed into him as if Kenji struck him full power. It was far worst then a gunshot as he fell to his knees. Chuuya skid to a stop with a shout. Pain clawed its way into him as if it was a tiger mauling its teeth into the soft belly of its prey. He vomited up what little dinner he had eaten earlier as he tried digging his fingers into white tiles.
“Son of a bitch.” The orange lovelock haired man cursed as he put his cargo on the ground. He raced towards the pain-in his ass of an ex-partner, worry sketching itself on to his face. “You took the antidote right? Hey shithead! Did you take the antidote?”
Practically coughing up a lung, all Dazai could do was nod his head. He wanted to snark at the idiotic slug because he was there when the ex-demon stabbed the needle into his skin. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. He thought as he grabbed his throat and started to rake his short nails into skin wasn’t covered by bandages. This cause the other to freak and try to pull his hands away.
Watery Rust brown eyes peered deep into wide bight ocean blue eyes. (He could see hint of green swirling around like a full moon tidal wave. For a moment he couldn’t help but wish that his personal little moonlight that is his sweet little Atsushi, would never meet the tsunami that is Chuuya Nakahara. Only to remember that they had met and both could never look away from each other. As if they were the moon and sea locked in a dance no human should witness. Dazai had never once felt the need to raze the city to the ground until the day he found them trapped in the elevator.)
“Osamu!”
The world went black.
Chapters: 1/6 Fandom: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Dazai Osamu/Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs) Characters: Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Armed Detective Agency Ensemble (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) Additional Tags: Dark inside of the cinnamon roll as a treat, Unhinged Atsushi, why is this not a tag, Dazai-Typical Suicide Mentions (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu is a Mess (Bungou Stray Dogs), Gender-fluid Atsushi, Idiots in Love, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Decay of Angels Arc (Bungou Stray Dogs), Murder Mystery, Dazatsu Month 2025 (Bungou Stray Dogs), Cinnamon Roll Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, maybe? - Freeform, Another Day In Yokohama Series: Part 1 of The Tiger Golem and The Star Void Summary:
After D.O.A, Atsushi disappeared into the wind with only a single plead. Leaving a cat-like hole within the Agency as well in Dazai’s life. The only proof of him being alive are postcard and souvenirs from the places he has visited. Four years later, a case of animal attack-like murders are afoot. Now Dazai Osamu has to figure out who is behind this mystery, reconnect himself with an old friend that once went missing and why it seems like he’s in the center of everything.
tldr: Dazai can’t be lazy for once, dodging a very forward Atsushi-kun, has to figure out why he’s the apple of the murder’s eyes. (Quite flattering really, not gonna lie. Also! Why is Chuuya being completely familiar with his cat?! Is chibi flirting!?)
I....have a strong need to make this into a story.
After reading the new chapter, I just realized how good of a counter Ame-no-gozen is to Fyodor. “Crime and punishment” has to be activated by Fyodor being killed so he can take over the killer’s body.
In 121.5, we learned that all of Ame-no-gozen’s victims aren’t dead but are trapped in the singularity’s special 4D realm with no possible way to escape.
Not only that but Atushi’s role as the “bookmark” has a lot of possibilities to what his role entails. Since a bookmark is used to regulate/keep track of the story, what if Atsushi has the power to regulate phenomenas in the world.
Ame-no-gozen is an Tripolar singularity which was made with the combination of Fukuchi’s body, the sword Shinto Ame-no-gozen and the holy sword Soluz Levon. This singularity was orchestrated by Fyodor himself who also possessed a page of the “Book”. All of this did not occur naturally which could give Atsushi the chance as the “Bookmark” to “regulate” Fyodor’s actions. Meaning he can alter phenomena back to how it originally was, using the most convenient method possible.
So this arc will end with Atsushi hijacking Ame-no-gozen, using it to release everyone, then using it to seal Fyodor. Once everything is done, the Armed Detective Agency, the Port Mafia, the Guild and the Hunting Dogs will come together and sing “No one mourns the Wicked”
BSD Headcanon
Atsushi will always call Chuuya by his full name the moment his eyes catches sight of him. It stated when they first met in the elevator to see The Boy And His Dog. Since then, no matter where they are or what is going on, Atsushi will always say the other’s full name. He will literally stop in the street or flat out ignore the person he’s having a conversation with just to call out to Chuuya. Over time Chuuya had developed a six sense for it, much to the amusement and annoyance to once Dazai Osamu. (Annoyance due to when Atsushi stops talking to him in mid-sentence and amusement in seeing Chuuya’s full body twitch)
Chuuya: *full body twitch as he’s minding his own business as he walks down the street with a co-worker*
Random Mafia Member: Nakahara-sama?
Chuuya: *closes his eyes and waits for it*
Atsushi: *four feet away on the other side of the street* Chuuya Nakahara?
Chuuya: *pivots and charges towards the other* Stop full naming be goddamnit!
Atsushi: *shrieks and sprints away*
Dazai: *stands there with a frozen smile before zooming after them* Leave my cat alone! Damnit Chibi!
Mafia Member: *is confusion*
Dazai: *says a pick up-line that so bad and cringe worth. Something no one would ever give a second chance to*
Atsushi: *Looks horrified, right eye twitching*
Dazai: *looks at Atsushi, completely proud of himself* Swooning yet?
Atsushi: *Smacks Dazai’s face with both hands, clutching his cheeks tightly. Proceeds to kiss his face aggressively* Of all the stupid! Moronic! How would anyone fall-?!
Dazai: You’re kissing me though?!
Atsushi: I have brain damage!
Salty Atsushi for the win lol
How do some people think atsushi is just some uwu innocent soft boy when he's literally so salty
Do they not see this
I LOVEEEE THEM SOOO MUCHHHH
Day 7: accident (really I just wanted to draw amputation)
please click for better quality 🙏
Giving the boy some tea on rice in these trying times
Look at the statistics
HAY BUNGO FANDOM, FEED ME STATISTICS PLEASE
Gimme them nerd statistics
HAY BUNGO FANDOM, FEED ME STATISTICS PLEASE
Gimme them nerd statistics