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iwamimimimi · 2 days
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sensitiveheartless · 3 days
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Lyrics from Bonnie Tyler’s “Holding Out For A Hero”! :D
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dazai fluffy cat because when he gets wet he dissappears and becomes a soggy twig
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candiedfright · 1 day
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Black void cat Dazai or brown wet pathetic cat Dazai, which one you like more?
see i'm conflicted here. because black void cat is very pm dazai but brown wet pathetic cat is very ada dazai.
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so then... brown void wet pathetic cat ???
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whathorselegs · 3 days
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In my opinion, Skk probably didn't do a fake undercover marriage when Dazai was in the PM, because they were 18 at the oldest, but I bet they pretended to be fiancés.
Dazai wants to convince Chuuya they have to do a whole fake proposal to make it believable to their marks and Chuuya's just like "What's a proposal?" Which works in Dazai's favour because Chuuya's curiosity always gets the better of him. He tells him not to worry about it and that Dazai will handle it.
Several days later, they're undercover in a restaurant where they plan to serendipitously meet the targets and Dazai pulls the classic, "I didn't order these drinks, hey whats this in your glass?" Proposal, Chuuya almost freaks out because he has no idea why the whole restaurant is watching them, when they are supposed to be undercover, but Dazai pops the question and he catches on. The marks congratulate them, chance meeting achieved and Dazai got to be a dramatic theatre kid. All is well.
Until later when Dazai's annoying Chuuya and he says "It's a good job I did the proposal, you'd make such a mess of it, I'd have no choice but to refuse to save my dignity."
To which Chuuya obviously takes offence and bets he could out do Dazai's stupid proposal easily.
So every time they have to go undercover, they choose the same story and take turns proposing. Each one getting more and more ridiculous and convoluted. At least once it messes up the whole mission because they get banned from the establishment.
And each time the dumb little speeches they make before they say "Will you marry me?" get just a little more earnest.
(they also have fun breaking off the engagement multiple times coming up with awful lies as to what the other one did to cause it. This also got them barred from at least two places.)
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calenthee · 3 days
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a productive night tonight even tho I'm sick
i love old archival books on architecture and old plates for old printing presses. they make they best background bits.
also i think I might make this a stand
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sabh0 · 2 days
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I don't have anything new to post (and probably won't have for a while bc school is killing me rn) (unless i ignore school) (that may happen) so hello tumblr, hope u will be happy with those doodles from january (so yeah the artstyle is a bit off) (why is chuuya's face orange)
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boyanacronism · 3 days
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meow or something
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swooperfly · 1 day
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fifteen my braincells
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iouchickens · 3 days
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atlasnessie · 2 days
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dazai believe that if he dies now, it would be better than any suicide ever. you sit ontop of him, face close to his as one hand pushes back his bangs and the other is softly resting on his cheeks, the feeling of the soft makeup brush tickling his eyes. your body weight is comfortable on his core, between his chest and stomach. your legs on either side of him and his hands are resting on your hips, keeping you steady as you huff, leaning back slightly and giving out a small pout.
“quit staring.”
“awe, embarrassed ? there’s no where else i can look other then your pretty little eyes.” his fingers drum on your hipbone, chuckling as you sigh and continue on with the makeup. you lick your thumb gently and press it against his cheeks, grumbling about smudged foundation and how your shade isn’t quite like his pale complexion. osamu can’t help but lean at the touch slightly, giving out a lovesick smile as you put the makeup brush down on the side.
“ehh, it’s not my best work. you’re a lot paler than i am.” you laugh and dig for a small mirror, handing it to your boyfriend as he shimmies up, propping an elbow down on the beds mattress and the other arm holding up the mirror by his face.
“i look so good ! look at me, is this what you wanted your boyfriend to look like, hm ? am i finally your dream man ?” dazai places the mirror aside and brings his hand to your cheeks, pinching them and guiding your lips to his as his hand crawls to the back of your head.
“you always were,” you hum onto his lips, smearing the lipgloss and tint onto yours, “you always will be.”
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iwamimimimi · 3 days
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axplne · 3 days
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Chuuya and Dazai after completing a mission
Chuuya (to himself): Right, just tell him that you think it's time you overcame your differences and started spending time together again without sounding desperately pathetic.
Chuuya: Dazai?
Dazai: Yeah?
Chuuya: I miss you so much it hurts sometimes.
Chuuya (to himself): Shit
Dazai: ...
Dazai: Right, I'm going to need you to never say that again.
Chuuya: Agreed.
A week later
Dazai: Chuuya? Have you seen my pen?
Chuuya: No.
Dazai: Damn... It's just I really like that pen... And I miss it so much it hurts sometimes.
Chuuya: ...
Two weeks later
Dazai: Man, I really wish they hadn't shut down that old noodle shop we used to go to.
Chuuya: Oh yeah, same I -
Dazai: It's just I miss it so much it hurts sometimes.
Chuuya: For the love of god
Later that night, Chuuya and Dazai stumbling home drunk
Dazai: I feel the same, you know.
Chuuya: Hm?
Dazai: I miss you so much it hurts sometimes.
Chuuya: Dazai if you're fucking with me again -
Dazai: It hurts when I see you laughing with your friends over inside jokes I don't get anymore. It hurts when I see you sat on the other side of the table during meetings, Tachihara in the spot next to you that used to be mine. It hurts when I wake up in the middle of the night reaching out for you only to realise you haven't been there in years.
Chuuya: Dazai...
Dazai: And what hurts the most is that I know this is for the best. Because no matter how much missing me may hurt, you and I both know that I only hurt you more when we were together.
Chuuya: Would that be such an issue?
Dazai (smiling softly): Yeah. It really would.
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cffeine · 2 days
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mori saw somewhere that it's best to socialize young children and started making dazai and chuuya have sleepovers
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spoksstuff · 1 day
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dazai is in a mood 😏
all credits to the original artist @geister_030 on X
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withabroken-heart · 2 days
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PHONE CALL
dazai x fem! reader
smut, minors DNI (ageless blogs will be blocked)
dazai fucks you while you’re on the phone.
oral (fem receiving), degrading, slight humiliation, edging, dazai being kind of an asshole
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dazai had you pinned against his bed, legs thrown over his shoulders. clothes had been long forgotten at this point, as the only thing you could truly focus on was your mind going blank.
one hand fondled your breast, squeezing and massaging it in soft circles. he rolled your nipple in between his fingers, pinching you gasped at his fast pace. meanwhile, his other hand diligently fingered your sweet pussy, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit while his two fingers thrusted in and out of you. he’d smirk every time he felt your walls clench around his slender digits.
you wanted to cry out, moan for him to let you release, but there was one problem.
dazai had dialled the armed detective agency on your phone. you called in sick today, but the president had insisted you at least attend the important meeting over the phone. and thats how you ended up here.
for now, he has given you the mercy of muting the call, but your embarrassment spoke volumes. he sped up the pace of his fingers, immediately causing your hands to fly up to your mouth covering yourself. dazai was quick to grab your wrists and pin them above your head, leaning in to whisper into your ear.
“now now bella, how will they hear your beautiful moans with your mouth covered?” he knew what he was doing, refusing to let your wrists go as his fingers worked tirelessly on your pussy. you were dripping by now, his fingers sliding in and out of you at a slick pace. you were ready to cum any minute now, but not when it was dazai pleasuring you.
“my pretty little slut wants to cum? hm? not till i’ve gotten a taste of you..‘’
much to your dismay, dazai unmuted the call. it was now up to you to stay quiet.
he lowered his head, throwing your thighs over his shoulders. he grins as he trails his head down your body, spreading your pussy lips with his fingers. he teases your sensitive bundle of nerves with feather-light kisses, kissing the innermost corners of your thighs but not daring to eat you out. he wanted this to be slow. he wanted you to lose your mind.
his eyes gleam with wicked delight as he hovers mere inches from your throbbing pussy. he slowly, tantalizingly drags the tip of his tongue along your swollen clit, sending shivers of pleasure through your body. he dips his head lower, his tongue circling your entrance before slowly pushing inside. dazai moans against your slick folds, savoring your sweet taste as he works to drive you wild with need. he slowly and torturously running his tongue along your slick folds, savouring your taste like no other.
your hands covered your mouth. you wanted to scream and cry for him, tell him to go faster and beg him to let you cum, but not when you had people listening. dazai knew exactly what he was doing to you, and he loved it.
dazai groans hungrily as he dives in, his skilled tongue exploring every inch of your pussy. he laps at your sensitive flesh, delighting in the way you squirm and moan under his touch. his movements are relentless, driving you wild with pleasure as he savors your tangy taste. he sucks and licks with shameless abandon, working to push you closer and closer to the edge of release. he holds nothing back, determined to bring you to the heights of pleasure - and to torment you for his own sadistic delight.
he plunges his tongue back inside, stroking and teasing your most sensitive spots as his fingers grip your thighs, holding you firmly in place. dazai is relentless in this, determined to fill you with ecstasy. staying quiet was becoming unbearable. his tongue leaves no part of you untouched. he starts to suck ob your clit, knowing how close you were to cumming but refusing to let you. he sucks hard and then using his tongue to leave a long stroke up and down your folds. the noises of your co-workers was mere white noise to you. you could only focus on the way his tongue ate you out like a starved man.
after what felt like forever, dazai pulled back up. to your relief, he muted the phone once more. you took the opportunity to catch your breath, but apart of you knew he wasn’t done. he grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him.
“f-fuck. please, fuck i-i’m gonna cum..” you begged to him. he only smirked, knowing what he was doing to you.
“is that so? you’re such a pretty slut, if only they knew how obedient you are to me..” he placed a wet kiss on your neck. he lined up his cock to your entrance, ready to claim you. but he held back, purposely teasing your sensitive clit without granting you what you wanted so bad.
“look at you, so wet and needy for me…” slowly, sensually, he ran the tip of his shaft up and down your slick folds, eliciting a frustrated whimper from you. he chuckled darkly, reveling in the power he held over you. “you have to beg for it first.”
“please.. please i need your cock so bad dazai! i-i want you to fuck me… please..” you could barely speak, needing nothing but for him to pound into you like he owned your pussy.
he leaned in once again. “if you think about cumming without my permission, i’ll fuck you right in the agency office.”
with that, he unmuted the phone-call and pushed himself inside of you. he thrust his hips forward, burying his throbbing cock deep inside your welcoming heat. a groan escaped his lips at the sensation of their tight, slick walls enveloping him. luckily, the meeting was just about over, but at this point neither of you cared. dazai finally ended the call, letting you scream to your hearts content.
picking up a punishing pace, dazai pounded into you, relentlessly driving his cock home again and again. the sound of your bodies slapping together filled the air, mingling with their cries of pleasure and pain. "thats right, take my cock like the dirty slut you are," he groaned, voice dripping with cruel satisfaction. “you were made for this, to be used and filled up by me.”
your pussy ached to cum, wanting to clench around his cock with your release. the sounds from your mouth was a mixture of moans, cries, and begging. his pace began to get sloppy, wanting nothing more than to plant himself deep inside of you. but he wasn’t going to make it that easy for you.
“you wanna cum? hm? beg.” he teased.
“please! fuck- oh- please.. please let me cum dazai! i can’t take it anymore.. fuck..”
he leaned down, planting one last wet kiss underneath your ear. “than cum for me.”
you screamed.
you felt your walls clench around his cock, your cum coating him perfectly. dazai planted his release in thick white ropes of cum, pulling out and watching your pussy drip full of him. he left more lazy kisses on your neck, bringing you back down to earth by his side. you gasped, your body warm and buzzing enjoying his warmth on top of you. but despite your exhaustion, something piqued your interest.
“now, about what you said about fucking me in the agency office?”
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