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Corridor
They bumped foreheads
They have a date.
Something not change
My Dazai Head cannons
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Note: I ship sokouku, so some of these will be based on that
BIGGEST CAT PERSON, bro will stop what he's doing just to pet a cat
He accidently locked himself to something when he was younger, and only got freed when mori or another pm member found him. Since then he just carry around Bobby pins and stuff similar to that on his person. Like in his bandages, in his hair, exta
Wears a trench coat cause oda used to wear one. [Might be the same one but their different]
Iron deficiency, actually everything deficiency.
Has an addiction to caffeine. Specifically monster. But has never tried og flavor. Hates coffee unless it's 90% sugar. He has a mug on his desk? That's either monster or soda.
Eats inedible things to piss off kunikida he has eaten pencil lead, papers, erasers, ecta
Bought chuuya a bright ass pink collar to piss him off. [GAY] [He also bought chuuya a dog plushie but gave it to him after the collar. The collar came with the plush dog]
Listens to the most girlie pop music. Like chappel roan and stuff. And bohemian rhapsody.
Likes scaring atsushi for no reason.
Buys a cupcake when it's oda's birthday, does nothing for his own birthday.
Chuuya bought him a stuffed animal of a cat. Dazai laughed at him for giving him such a caring gift. He still has it. He can't sleep if he dosent have hit. Bro could not sleep when he was in bubble prison.
Chuuya dyed some of his bandages bright pink as a joke. Dazai actually wore them and when people asked he just said "Chuuya"
TIKTOKKKKK 😭😭😭 MY SHAYYYLAAA
instagram reels can’t supply me with the pure magnitude of soukoku edits I need to consume.
SKK doodle
「Hate You, Love You」 ʙᴜɴɢᴏᴜ sᴛʀᴀʏ ᴅᴏɢs ғᴀɴғɪᴄ
Short rewritten excerpt from Chapter 9:
sᴏᴜᴋᴏᴋᴜ ғʟᴜғғ
~𝙻.𝚁. 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚝
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"So, where did you go yesterday?" Chuuya asked through crunches as he ate some cereal. He looked up at the brunette across the small table from him, who began to grin. "Dazai?"
"Hehe, don't worry about it." Dazai continued to curl his lips as he took a bite out of a piece of toast.
"That's only making me worry about it more. Please, where were you?" Chuuya whined. He put his spoon down to look at Dazai, now getting concerned as well as annoyed.
"It top secret Chuu-Chuu!" Dazai yelled as he dramatically grabbed the butter knife and held it in the air as if to prove a point.
"Don't call me that and answer my question, jackass."
Dazai dramatically gasped. "My heart! I've been wounded! How could you call me such a foul name!" Dazai grabbed his chest as he flopped back in his chair, and Chuuya did everything he could to keep himself from slamming his own face onto the table and into his food, he had just gotten out of the shower after all.
"Damn it Dazai, just tell me." Chuuya said with a sigh as he rubbed his temples, and wondered how the hell he fell for someone like Dazai.
"Fine fine." Dazai said as he calmly sat back down like a normal person, putting the jam covered toast down on the elegant plate in front of him. "I was doing some research." Chuuya raised a suspicious eyebrow and questioned, "About...?"
Dazai then dramatically threw his arms in the air as if what we was about to say was the best, most revelitional thing ever. "I wanted to find a way to make my Chuu-Chuu happy! And I found it!"
Chuuya sat up straight and looked at Dazai attentively, now more curious and slightly confused than anything. He knew the younger man wouldn't stop with the nickname, and that wasn't the battle he was choosing to fight at this moment. "Go on...." He prompted tentatively.
"One moment!" Dazai sang as he got up and went to the fridge, leaving Chuuya unable to see what he was doing behind the silver insulated refrigerator door, but he didn't take long. As he walked back to the small table, he held whatever he grabbed behind his back, and as his wicked grin grew, so did Chuuya's suspicion. "This!" Dazai said as he slammed the milk carton he was hiding behind his back down on the table. "If my Chibi drink's some of this every day, he'll get taller, and he'll be happier!"
Chuuya's aura grew dark as he slowly stood up, his piercing blue eyes downcast and hidden from sight. His silk purple robe began to float slightly with a scarlet hue as he activated his ability. The spoon in his hand snapped in half with a grudge before it flew towards Dazai with such force, that after Dazai smoothly dodged it, it stuck at least half way into the wall. "You little shit!" The redhead snarled through gritted teeth as he threw the milk at Dazai, and again Dazai dodged and it, making a mess on Chuuya's sparkling kitchen floor.
The brunette began running to avoid Chuuya's wrath, laughing all the while. "Haha, no~ you're the little one! AHH- ANGRY CHIBI!"
"GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!!" Chuuya screamed full of rage, while arming himself with more food floating behind him like bullets aimed directly at the cackling brunette as he ran around, dodging the oncoming assault of dairy, grain, and produce based bullet hell attacks.
First time posting anything here! Here are some of my bsd drawings because the hyperfixation is hitting hard and I really wanted to share them :D
Click for better quality bru💔
my babies
Here's a sketch cuz I ain't getting time to finish stuff
Hello everyone. I have....written a fic ....a soukoku fic.....well the fic was mostly completed few months ago ...I just didn't have to courage to post it on Ao3. But , i found the courage, and have posted first 13 chapters. Pleas please go read it.
It's called: Of Bonds and Burdens
By: Seahorsesunshine
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60061927/chapters/153248845
I hope you guys like it.....
chuuya, when he finally gets his own car (he's known how to drive for ages now, but hasn't been allowed to unless necessary), marching over to dazai and forcing him inside. all smug and excited—"get the fuck in, dazai!!"—absolutely elated that he's the older one. rolling down the windows and turning the radio up all the way, annoying every building they pass as they speed through the entire city in minutes. fuck the red lights, and fuck the stop signs—they're laughing almost hysterically the entire time, and chuuya's clutching onto his hat because more than once it flies out the window. dazai's trying to stay calm and be the mature one but chuuya's smiles are infectious, and soon enough he's shouting off-key along with the music, flipping off anyone they pass, and skipping through the stations just to irritate chuuya—except chuuya's nearly doubled over in laughter, struggling to maintain control over the car and himself. they come home at 1am, with texts and calls from their superiors because their mission reports are late, and where the fuck are they, and answer the damn phone, but neither of them could care, stumbling into someone's apartment (is it chuuya's, or dazai's, or someone else's entirely?), giggling the whole way through. "we're doing this again when you get a car, mackerel," chuuya bites out, knocking dazai over to grab himself some water. dazai agrees silently, rolling his eyes and picking himself back up. "just try not to lose your hat when it happens, then," he calls back, with chuuya's hat in his hand and a panicked chuuya reaching up to his head to find it.
Dazai: get out of bed
Chuuya: no
Dazai: get up or I will-
Chuuya: will you what?
Dazai: I'll lie next to you
Chuuya: come on, lie down
Chuuya: I'll push you out
can we all agree these are the ceos of red/blue gays ever
idk why i drew this🥀 skk, post corruption, and elf was on my brain and my stupid brain pooped out ts (i guess the skk brainrot took over because i blacked out🤷♂️)
NOOO I FORGOT NY WATERMARK
