(crime crossdressing dazai anon) "I'm personally always excited to hear other people's ideas for ADA Chuuya!" FULL STEAM AHEAD THEN YEEHAW!!!!

So this requires some reordering of events: mainly I'm placing the Dark Era a few months after the Dragons Head conflict, which makes them roughly 16/17. Also the Akutagawa siblings don't join the mafia, this becomes relevant later (also I hc that while the conflict didn't orphan the Akutagawas, it destroyed whatever orphanage/foster family they were living at at the time, forcing them onto the streets)

Anyways, the main divergence for the au is that after the Dragon's Head conflict, Dazai practically drags Chuuya to Bar Lupin because he was "being too depressed and that's Dazai’s job." Thus Chuuya becomes a part of the Buihara Trio (renamed the Buihara Squadro for reasons) and imprinting on Oda as an older brother figure (and Dazai’s a little jealous in the beginning but he figures that if he's sharing with the Slug its fine and definitely not because it makes Chuuya smile more)

During the Mimic fiasco, Chuuya is away on a mission out of Yokohama, but he manages to come back a couple days early. He's actually about to give his report to Mori when he runs into Dazai, who hurriedly tells him that Odasaku is in danger and they need to hurry. Oda's last words to Soukoku is to urge them to become better people in the light.

So they run away, and hunker down in a shelter in Suribachi city, because it's familiar territory for Chuuya and all of Dazai's safe houses are known to Mori. Dazai secretly gets them new paperwork through Ango (they're legally Nakahara Osamu and Dazai Chuuya, and they joke that they're husbands), and Chuuya picks up a stray cat and brings it home.

But the money runs out after two months in hiding, because Mori still controlled most of Dazai's accounts and rerouted the money to himself, shutting them down. So Chuuya got a job as an after hours janitor to a sketchy Walmart that doesn't do background checks and a second job as a barista at Cafe Uzumaki (the one underneath the ADA) and Dazai basically sold information to various law organizations.

During this time Chuuya meets Gin and Dazai meets Ryuunosuke respectively, remembering Oda, and Chuuya steals stuff from Walmart to give to Gin and Dazai takes Ryuu under his wing as an apprentice. Eventually the two move in, and it's pretty common to see the two reading books or playing Blackjack (Dazai taught them both casino tricks, Chuuya was pissed) at the Cafe while Chuuya was working.

Because Chuuya had formed a friendship with the ADA already, it's actually pretty painless for the Nakahara-Dazai family to join. Gin became a secretary since she didn't have an ability, but she does tag along and help with cases "under the table." Dazai and Chuuya also disclose to Fuluzawa in advance that they were former Port Mafia, but not their past status or title as Double Black (mainly because the Dep of Special Abilities or whatever put out a "Kill at Will" order on Soukoku).

Chuuya and Dazai's relationship is so much healthier. On the surface it appears to be the same with bickering and stupid prank wars, but they're much more vulnerable and honest with each other than in the mafia. The ADA taught them healthy communication, and it made their relationship so much better.

Chuuya is ride or die for his new family, and trusts them to have his back this time and not fall apart when he isn't looking (he also mother hens the younger members, giving him the office nickname of Chuu-niisan). Dazai is slowly learning to be more honest with the ADA and live for his family instead of throwing his life away (he's still as lazy as ever but the kids have learned, and Dazai has to bribe them with treats and things to do his paperwork). Ryuunosuke has a healthier relationship with Dazai, still idolizing him but also not putting up with any of his shit. Gin is thriving, and is trusted as the last member of Defense for the ADA (Chuuya taught her how to throw knives).

I have more but I think that's enough for now, expect more soon.

YESS I LOVE THIS ;; Anon I would read the heck out of this, I JUST WANT CHUUYA TO HAVE LOTS OF ALIVE FRIENDS also yes I want him mother henning everyone alksdfjsdkfj I also do love Chuuya interacting with Ango and Oda even if that's ow one more dead friend but still—aaaaaa

friend wanted to see my tumblr, and when i told him i can’t show it to him bc it’s basically my personal diary he went “oh so I can’t see it but a bunch of strangers on tumblr can??” he literally does not get me. no one will get me like the people in my phone get me

Anyway u can have a little harv as a treat :)!!!

these are the silt verses, and I name our disciples thus

from my twitter since i also wanted to post this here

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"The she-wolf laid into the squires with a tourney sword, scattering them all. The crannogman was bruised and bloodied, so she took him back to her lair to clean his cuts and bind them up with linen."

GILLIAN ANDERSON as MEREDITH PLAYING BY HEART (1998) dir. Willard Carroll

BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS

- (Don't tag as ship btw)

this is sort of pathetic, but when you were younger, you were sort of puzzled by the cartoon representations of fathers: how a kid would be outside with a mitt, waiting to play catch.

it's not that your father never played catch with you, but you also didn't like when he did. something about a hard ball coming quickly towards your face doesn't seem exciting. not that you'd ever say you don't trust him. you trust him, right?

it's not like he never tried to teach you anything. or never tried to parent. on rare days, a strange person would walk in your father's skin. bright, happy, magnificent. this version of your father was so cheerful and charismatic that you would do anything to keep him. and this is the version of your father that would laugh and gently coax you try again. this is the version of your father that would break down the small elements of a problem and point them out so you have an easier time with them.

as a kid, those days happened more often. but somewhere around 11, you started being too much of a person, and he was often cross about it. when he'd try to sit you down to learn something, you spent the whole time with your shoulders around your ears, nervous, uncertain. terrified because you didn't immediately understand how to navigate something. worried you will run out of his goodwill and then you will have the Other Father back, and you will have ruined a good day for your entire family. something about you being visibly afraid - it just made him angry. he would accuse you of not wanting to learn and storm away.

on tv, it's not like there's a lot of versions of men-who-are-mostly-fathers. they can be good dads, but usually their stories are not told in the household. so it's normal that your father is there, but he's never around. you know he was in the house, somewhere, it's just not that you guys ever... "hung out". he just seemed to get kind of bored of you, annoyed you weren't made in his perfect image. frustrated with how much energy it took to raise a kid. over time, you kind of adopt a bittersweet band around your throat - he knows nothing about me. he says at least i never abandoned my family.

and it's technically - technically - true. he was there for you. sometimes he even made an effort and made it to the big moments; the graduations and the dance recitals. he grins and tells everyone that he taught you. it almost erases the days in between, where he complains because you need a ride to school. the weeks that go by where he doesn't actually ever speak to you. the times you say i am struggling and he says figure it out on your own. i can't help you.

and that's fine! that's all fine. you can call him if you are having a problem with your car. or if you need a ride to the hospital. he loves playing hero, he just doesn't like the actual work that comes with being a father. and you've kind of made your peace with that; because you had to, because you don't want to live your life like he does; the whole world at a managed distance, a little rotating and controlled orb he can witness and take credit for but never truly love.

as an adult, you are rewatching some dumb cartoon - and again, the child standing in the rain, with a mitt, waiting for their father to come play catch. as an adult, there's this strange creeping dread - this little thing? this little thing, and their dad can't even show up for that? oh god, holyshit, it's not about the mitt, is it. oh god, holyshit, your father spent most of your life leaving you hanging.

howdy partner, and what have you

my first kiribaku art and for kiribaku month!

forgive me if you've been asked this before or if its annoying, but how did you learn to use colored pencils like that? your art is so special to me.

ty :) I took an art class for a few years where our teacher had us buy prismacolor pencils as one of the art supplies and had us use them kinda like paints, pressing down hard right away and blending the colors together. its not how youre supposed to use them she was just trying to teach us to use color and ig this was more to the point. I picked them up again years after i stopped going to that class just bc they were there and i wanted to play around w them a bit and ended up actually enjoying it when doing it on my own terms lol

Life on the farm

using squared, angular faces like ¬_¬ and :] to deliberately yet subtly allude to my computerness

this post is always popular so instead of turning off rbs for like the third time *posts my links* also i have a plan for my assessment which i need to add to my gfm page when i can find my phone to login- ask me about it! :]

you’ll reblog this version if you’re not a coward >:]

Unfriendly (yet lighthearted) reminder that if we consider Your Turn to Die to take place in 2017, Shin Tsukimi is likely turning 28 or 29 years old the strange man is almost in his 30s God Bless

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