Dazai X Chuuya - Tumblr Posts

Random soukoku headcanon which I'm sure has been done before:

No because I just know that Dazai randomly takes off chuuya's hat to either pat his head or kiss the top of his head?? And chuuya yells at him and complains about it but secretly likes it.

Anyways I included this is my oneshot!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30833129

(shameless self promotion and I'm not scared to admit it)

new soukoku oneshot!

y’all i wrote after months today and i really like it and pls reblog and shit to promote it, it’d mean so much! oh and read it too ofc <3

my user is @xxalwayssofia on ao3 as well! i have 3 skk oneshots now hehe

~soukoku fanfic~

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33475318

@suicideprofessional

Day Gone Wrong (1/2)

2/2

< the little mermaid!skk au 3

came back just to yap about this after my once in a millennia idea brewing !!

✧・OBVIOUSLY chuuya is ariel and dazai is eric

✦・king triton? who the fcuk is that i only know QUEEN KOUYOU!!

✧・sebastian is hirotsu because: given his history with skk + his age AND its fucking funny SHUT UP!!!

✦・flounder and scuttle… gin and tachihara… in that exact order…

✧・grimsby gonna be atsushi…

✦・the flags +verlaine are ariels sisters (in this scenario, chuuyas siblings)

✧・max (erics dog) is byakko aka atsushis tiger !!

✦・chef louis is kunikida i hope yall see my vision…

✧・carlotta is yosano because i loved her and that manga panel of her interaction with kunikida

✦・ursula gonna be fyodor… i apologize, fyodor stans… (i was gonna make it shibusawa at first because of his whole ability yoinking thing but then i realized i wouldnt know who his two eel minions would be)

✧・ursulas eel pets (forgot their fucking names) are nikolai and ivan (didnt choose sigma cause his personality is NOTHING similar to those two sneaky little fuckers)

notes : if you guhys have better suggestions for the charas olease lmk i forgor nearly half the bsd cast 💀

*taps mic*

the little mermaid!skk au.

*crowd cheers*

“Bathe Time”

A mini fem! Dark Era Soukoku fanfic ～(￣▽￣～)

Chuuya

Dazai

Hygiene. That was something that Dazai just about didn’t know. She lived in a shipping container, didn’t shower much, didn’t cut her hair, and probably didn’t change out her bandages much.

Chuuya noticed this. Of course she noticed it. The pair were work partners, so the ginger haired woman would notice how the latter’s long, dark brown hair that just about went down her back was matted and unkempt, how her bandages would be yellow and stained, and how she didn’t… smell all that well. Chuuya knew she had to do something, which led to her approaching Dazai and saying the following statement.

“You coming with me, you need a bath.”

Dazai stared at Chuuya, her big, dark eyes penetrating the other girl’s icy blue ones.

“Huh?” She said, a little dumbfounded by Chuuya’s abrupt request.

“I said you’re coming with me, you need a bath. That is not up for debate.”

“Awe~.. Does Chibi care for me~.” Dazai teased and poked at Chuuya’s face which led the shorter into slapping the taller’s hand away.

“No, you fucking smell like fish and you look like some hobo that was found in a trash can.”

Dazai pouted and clutched at her heart in a dramatic manner.

“Ouch, Chibi! That hurt my feelings!” She smirked, which earned an eye roll from Chuuya.

“Come on, let’s go.” Chuuya said. She grabbed Dazai’s hand and started to lead her to her apartment.

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Warm water filled up the bath. After Dazai took her clothes and bandages off, she stepped in and was accompanied by the unfamiliar warmth.

Dazai finally sat down and settled into the water as Chuuya was getting some shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and other essentials that were needed in order to properly clean and dry yourself.

When Chuuya came back, she set the towel and washcloth down on the bathroom vanity and grabbed her brush off the counter. After making sure no more light ginger strands were left entangled into the brush, she sat down by the tub.

“Let me see your hair.” She said.

As Dazai was bunching her long, unkempt hair up to allow Chuuya to brush out, the shorter girl couldn’t help but notice all of the scars on the taller’s body. Some were self inflicted, others from missions. Chuuya couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sympathy and an unfamiliar feeling tugging at her heartstrings.

As Chuuya began to brush out Dazai’s hair, the brunette would occasionally yelp while letting out an occasional, “Ouch Chibi, that hurts!” Or, “Why are you so mean! You’re going to rip my hair out!”

If Dazai kept complaining anymore, Chuuya might as well just rip out her damn hair.

After Chuuya was done brushing out Dazai’s hair and getting out all the knots she could, she cleaned out her brush and told Dazai to lay back, which the latter did. The ginger started to massage the brunette’s scalp gently and leaned into the tub a little to push the younger back up. After a few more dunks into the bath water, Dazai’s hair was now wet.

Chuuya reached for the shampoo bottle and squeezed some into her hands before applying it to Dazai’s scalp and hair. As Chuuya began to massage and rub all of the suds into her hair, she commented,

“You really need to cut your hair, mackerel.”

“Nah! Haircuts are a waste of time and energy.” Dazai would reply with and turn her head back to smirk at Chuuya, which she’d receive an icy blue glare in return.

Eventually, Chuuya got all of Dazai’s hair covered in shampoo and dunked the younger girl into the water to rinse it out. The same process would be repeated with the conditioner.

When it was time for Dazai to bath herself, Chuuya made her stand up to do so. She wet the washcloth, squeezed some body wash onto it, and handed it to the latter.

After Dazai finished getting the cleansing soap, which smelled of sickeningly sweet cherry almonds, Chuuya turned on the shower head and let Dazai rinse herself off.

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“You’re hopeless you know that?” Chuuya said, both her and Dazai were seated on the edge of the bathtub. Chuuya was currently drying Dazai’s now clean hair with a towel. Dazai let out a giggle.

“Go figure?” She continued to giggle.

“Ouch! Hey, don’t tug!” Dazai’s giggle turned into a sharp yelp and loud whine. Now it was Chuuya’s turn to laugh.

“Then next time wash your own damn hair, hm?” She said with a smirk plastered on her freckled face. Dazai just rolled her eyes.

After Chuuya finished drying Dazai’s hair, she stood up and hung the towel over the shower rod.

“You may borrow some of my oversized clothes for tonight only. I’ll get you some fresh bandages tomorrow and you may sleep on my couch, sound good?”

Dazai looked up at Chuuya, her big, dark eyes twinkling.

“Sounds good.”

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Dazai ended up making her way into Chuuya’s bed. :)

The End

A/n: this is the first time I’ve ever posted a story on Tumblr so im fairly new to this. I hope you liked it and feel free to leave me any feedback and criticism! 🥰

Pics I found on Pinterest that I love pt 27 Soukoku edition

my fruity motherfuckers

My top 10 gay shipa

10

Goran and shinya- owari no seraph

9

Nice and art- hamatora

8

Chuuya and dazai- bungou stray dogs

7

Rin and sousuke- free!

6

Thalia and reyna- percy jackson

5

Thomas and newt- the maze runner

4

Magnus and alec- TMI

3

Ty and kit- lady midnight

2

Nico and will- percy jackaon

1

Oikawa and iwazuimi- haikyuu

Soukoku soukoku so bad

One of my absolute favorite tropes is “We have taken the one you love most!” “Oh, have you? Good fukken luck lmao” *distant screams of kidnappers as loved one escapes* or the flipside: “We’ve kidnapped you!” “You are in so much trouble. You are in so much fucking trouble. You are in the most trouble ever, oh my god.” *DOOR EXPLODES INWARDS AS LOVED ONE ARRIVES* and the alternate: *vehicle pulls up, door opens, person is shoved out, door slams, vehicle screeches away* “Did you get kidnapped??” “For a minute yeah”

I am screaming

dazai is in a mood 😏

all credits to the original artist @geister_030 on X

Soukoku being like:

The sigma dropping incident:

Chuuya: Wait a minute, how did this happen? We're smarter than this!

Dazai: Apparently, we're not.

Just a quick sketch of dazai and chuuya’s hands. Ignore how weird dazai’s fingers look lol this lowkey sucks but oh well

bsd au where everything is the same but Dazai, whenever he disliked a food, said he was allergic to it because he didn't know what allergic meant and when he found out it was too late

(bonus: chuuya having to deal with it and tolerate him, actually convinced he is allergic to so much food)

Chuuya: [ to Dazai ] what do you MEAN you BORROWED MY BANK ACCOUNT???

unfinished skk comic (just doodles)

"it turns out, you just left."

sharing my gallery full of BSD live actions images (part 8)

sharing my gallery full of BSD live actions images (part 18)

so my boyfriend's into disco elysium and he sent me out of context dialogue options and i made some into bsd text posts

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 🥂🥡 . dysania

﹙dysania﹚🥂🥡 soukoku — bungou stray dogs. ⟶ current canon ; fluff.

WC: 1034

― dazai stirred. blinking away the sleepiness that clung to his mind and yawning widely, his gaze began at the wall and wandered up to the closest splash of color; a printed polaroid of him and his boyfriend, or, as the world knew him, his partner in crime. a tired smile spread across the man's lips at the picture, it was blurred and the faces within it weren't completely clear; that just gave it all the more meaning of memory.

the boyfriend (or, partner in crime) in question, chuya, was still fast asleep— the slightly older man had never been an early riser. he was clinging tightly to dazai as he remained deep in his slumber, his short arms wrapped around the taller's waist as if he'd disappear if he let go. his abnormally bright ginger hair framed his face like delicate veins of a leaf, highlighting his feminine, delicate features. well, dazai wouldn't describe him as abnormal. personally speaking, he found chuya's unique complexion rather beautiful. that was the first thing that had attracted him to the other— his visible difference, and.. his lack of outward insecurity about it. although there had been times where chuya had faulted himself and broken down in dazai's arms because of how he inwardly viewed himself, on the outside and to the public, he didn't give two shits whether his hair was bright or dark.

'after all, barely anyone really has naturally dark hair.' dazai would always think, whenever he awed chuya for his confidence. 'some people just care more than others do.'

dazai averted his gaze to the ceiling as far as he could, before letting out a soft sigh and turning his body to face his smaller partner. chuya was still peacefully asleep, his chest rising and falling evenly with each slow breath. although he moved and murmured occasionally, his arms still remained firmly around dazai's waist, giving him no route of escape. the younger man rolled his eyes with a quiet chuckle, and he moved closer to give his sleeping boyfriend a chaste kiss on his forehead. chuya stirred at the contact, rising closer to the surface of alertness.

"chuya," dazai whispered softly, lifting a hand and gently running it through the man's smooth ginger locks. "it's time to wake up, sweetheart. the sun has risen."

the sun had indeed begun its ascent into the sky, illuminating the horizon with a golden wash. the cherry trees outside the apartment building claimed the light as their own, casting a gentle komorebi through the window and onto the two partners. dazai's face glowed with the early sunlight, his eyes sparkling slightly as they reopened after each blink.

"chuya," dazai said again, a little louder this time. "come on, silly, you need to get up now."

chuya murmured something indistinct, shifting in his position before giving dazai's waist a gentle squeeze, indicating he was awake.

"good morning," dazai chuckled, threading his hands through the smaller man's hair. "someone doesn't want to get up, huh?"

the ginger let out a soft huff, shaking his head and burying his face in dazai's chest. his head rested in the crook of the taller man's neck, his hair nestling under his chin.

dazai chuckled, running his hand down chuya's neck and beginning to gently massage his shoulders. "i take that as a no."

chuya mumbled incoherently, his small body physically relaxing at the feeling of dazai's hands kneading into his tense muscles. he let out a sigh of relief against the taller's chest, still clinging tightly to his waist.

"you know, i think there's a word for what you're feeling right now," dazai said softly. "dysania. have you ever heard of it?"

chuya slowly shook his head, exhaling tiredly and closing his eyes.

"it's a term that you use for someone who struggles to wake up in the morning," dazai continued, chuckling. "and that's you, isn't it? you never get up early enough."

the ginger groaned in annoyance and lightly hit dazai's arm, huffing and lifting his head up. he looked at dazai from below, his blue eyes glinting in the morning sunlight and his hair falling around his face like a frame.

"i'm not that bad," he mumbled, scowling.

"you are," dazai insisted, laughing quietly. "you don't get up until, like, ten every day. if i didn't force you out of bed in the mornings you'd sleep forever."

"well, maybe i want to sleep forever," chuya huffed.

"no, don't," dazai shook his head. "i'd never get to talk to you again."

chuya paused in contemplation. "oh. i didn't think about that. whatever." with a shrug, he leaned his forehead against dazai's collarbone again, his eyes beginning to fall closed a second time.

"chuya, i already had to wake you up once," dazai warned playfully. "do i need to pick you up to keep you awake?"

"no," chuya groaned. "don't pick me up, you know i hate it."

"you're like a cat," dazai teased, beginning to run his hands across the smaller's sides. "you hate being picked up, you love being cuddled, and you purr."

"i don't purr!" chuya lifted his head, frowning indignantly.

"yes you do!" dazai argued back, laughing. "you do purr when you're happy, especially when we cuddle. just not in the mornings, you're always too tired."

"you're so mean to me," chuya huffed, nuzzling his body against the taller's.

"it's only because i love you," dazai smiled, leaning his face against chuya's hair and breathing in his scent. 

"i love you too," chuya mumbled, his eyelids fluttering shut as he fell asleep once again.

dazai noticed his boyfriend had succumbed to his slumber, and chuckled. it was predictable and always likely; only this time he let him rest. in fairness to the ginger, he had overworked too often and dazai knew he would do the same if he were in his shoes.

the younger man laid on his back with his partner lying against his chest, his hands subconsciously running through the other's ginger locks. it was quiet, the only sounds being the chirping of larks and morning birds in the distance, the gentle breeze flying through the blossoms of the sakura, and chuya's even, slow breath.

in the moment, it was peaceful. no matter how strong dysania clung.

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 🥂🥡 . sky high

﹙sky high﹚🥂🥡 soukoku — bungou stray dogs. ⟶ current canon ; fluff. ☆ ; mentions drugs.

WC: 884

― "okay, let's get you another glass of water," dazai said with a soft chuckle, hopping up and sitting on the edge of the counter next to his partner with a half-filled glass in his hand. his partner, chuya, had been mindlessly giggling and flirting with dazai all evening, after the latter had found half-smoked drugs on the floor near the counter.

the smaller man looked up at dazai as he sat next to him, his pupils dilated and his eyes sparkling as he laughed.

"but i don't want water," he slurred. "water's gross.."

without giving dazai any warning, he flopped into his lap, his head resting against his thighs. he gazed up at the taller man, his hair falling around him and framing his sickly-looking face.

"i know it's gross," dazai chuckled, playing along with the drugged man. "but unless you want to crash and feel the effects worse than you will, you need to drink. come on."

chuya raised a hand up, holding dazai's cheek and rubbing his thumb against his skin.

"you're so pretty.." he murmured. "you're, like.. gorgeous.. like a god."

dazai's face warmed slightly as a faint blush formed on his cheeks, and he exhaled a laugh.

"why, thank you," the brunette replied. "you're quite handsome yourself."

chuya gave an open smile, his dilated pupils widening slightly.

"oh my god.. we should get married," he suddenly declared, sitting up in dazai's lap and looking at him seriously. "you wanna get married? let's get married!"

"woah, woah, slow down there, sweetheart," dazai laughed, holding chuya's face in his hands. "we can't just get married like that."

"yes we can! let's get married!" chuya exclaimed, wriggling out of dazai's hold and flopping onto the floor. he scrambled to his feet, desperately searching for something.

"you can't marry me without getting engaged to me first, chuya," dazai called out, laughing.

"then i'm gonna engage ya!" chuya yelled back, fumbling in his pockets before shouting in triumph and holding up a can tab. "gotcha!"

"you really aren't going to propose to me with a can tab, are you?" dazai grinned, unable to hold back his laughter.

"yes, i am!" chuya huffed, clumsily climbing back onto the counter and sitting on his knees in front of dazai. "and it's a ring, not a can tab!"

"it's a can tab, darling," dazai chuckled.

"no it's not!" chuya insisted. "samu, my boyfie, will you engage me?"

dazai laughed at the struggled wording and the slurred speech, running a hand through chuya's messy ginger locks.

"yes, i will engage you. but the right term is marry," he said, smiling. "hear that? marry."

"then will you marry me?" chuya asked.

"yes, i will," dazai grinned.

"okay, good," chuya huffed. "now, gimme your hand," the ginger demanded, taking dazai's hand and pulling it towards his face.

the smaller man stuck his tongue out in concentration, narrowing his eyes as he carefully slid the can tab onto dazai's ring finger.

"there!" he exclaimed once he had finished, beaming triumphantly. "now we're married! and we're gonna have a wedding, and cake, and confetti and tuxedos!"

"yes, yes, we are indeed," dazai chuckled, patting chuya's head. inwardly, his boyfriend's demeanor reminded him of an excitable young child; something neither of them really got to be. it was.. endearing, to say the least.

chuya giggled excitedly, moving closer and latching on to dazai's waist.

"my husband," he hummed. "mine."

"yes, i am yours," dazai smiled, rubbing his hand up and down chuya's arm in an affectionate manner. "and i'm your fiancé, chuya, not your husband. not yet."

"fi-what-sé?" chuya murmured, looking back up at dazai with half-open eyes.

"fiancé. in the middle of boyfriend and married," dazai explained with a chuckle. "you get it? fiancé."

"fiancé," chuya repeated slowly. "huh.. that has a nice ring to it."

"it does, doesn't it?" dazai smiled. "you're my fiancé."

"well, you're my fiancé," chuya huffed.

"okay, okay, darling, you win," dazai exhaled a laugh, tucking chuya's hair behind his ear as the smaller man nuzzled against him.

"good. i always win," chuya said quietly.

at the sudden softness of his partner's tone, dazai looked down in concern, his smile turning into a worried frown. he lifted chuya's head in his hands, tilting his chin to get a better view of his face. the ginger's face had grown ghostly pale, his eyes were barely open and he overall looked sick. dazai could only assume the high of the man's drugs were wearing off now, and he would begin to feel the after effects.

"chuya, dear.." he said softly. "are you feeling alright?"

chuya murmured incoherently, shaking his head slightly.

"what's wrong, darling? what feels bad?" dazai asked, wrapping his arms around the other's waist and pulling him into his lap.

chuya just made a soft noise, collapsing against dazai's chest and passing out cold. at first dazai felt a jolt of panic through his body, but at the realization that chuya was just resting from exhaustion, he exhaled a breath of relief and just held him close. he rubbed gentle circles on the ginger's back, his other hand loosely around his waist to hold him in place. he rested his chin on the smaller man's head, resting his eyes and letting his own eyelids fall shut for a moment.

chuya was coming down now, but it wasn't all bad when he was sky high. at least for dazai, anyway.

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