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Why do dead minor characters always have the most gender designs
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arangora · 10 months
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Google doc with all the bungo stray dogs links :
Contains:
-All the light novels
-All the mangas and spin offs (gaiden, beast, wan ect)
-beast live action
-anime s1-4
-welcome to the hot springs CD
-stage play
-official art archive
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Note : most of these are illegal websites and might have dangerous files, I do check these every once in a while but I might miss some. If you have the links to anything missing please send it my way so I can add it 💗 have fun reading / watching!!
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originalartblog · 1 year
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a pitch: Tsujimura and Higuchi run into each other as civilians and accidentally end up bonding. Now they meet every other week to eat, shop and hang out. They trade work advice about their definitely normal office jobs and troublesome coworkers. They have no idea who the other really works for.
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soutsuji · 4 months
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Tsujimura isn't a babygirl, she's the polar opposite of one. She's a depressed man going through an early-onset midlife crisis. She's 5 seconds away from a breakdown at all times. Hope this helps
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hello tumblr dot com, in honor of my first bsd characters post reaching 3k notes, would you like some art?
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rosianna78 · 6 months
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my piece for the Yokohama Ladies Night Zine! a fashion ad featuring Tsujimura, Wells, Higuchi and Yosano. leftovers are open and there's lots of beauty there! check them out at @yokohama-ladies-night or at yokohamaladiesnight . bigcartel . com
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mothzan · 5 months
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GAIDEN SPOILERS
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Tsujimura my beloved
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yuugen-benni · 8 months
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''Between bows and lace''
Summary: Your doll shop opens in front the library, Ayatsuji's secret office; His interest is piqued…but not only in the store Type: fluff!!!, drabble, requested, a bit ooc ?, may contain spelling mistakes
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Collecting, the act of selecting, gathering and organizing certain things, often based on an emotional attachment or not. There are people who collect coins, books, instruments, cars or even dolls, your passion…or should I say obsession? It really doesn't matter.
With your doll shop you shared your passion with children and adults; Collectors came and went to buy, barter, or offer some kind of partnership. But what you didn't expect was that when the door bell rang, telling you that a customer had entered the store, you would come across… a detective? His expression was serious, almost expressionless.
'Would he be a customer himself?…' You ask yourself mentally, although you know your small shop wasn't a front place for crimes that constantly happened in Yokohama, but did that information matter now? No, because panic swallowed you more and-!
''Do you make these dolls?'' Ayatsuji asks, not taking his eyes off the little ones, and that was enough to bring you back to reality.
''Oh…excuse me, welcome to the Dollhouse. Yes, we manufacture and exchange dolls with collectors…'' You answer, leaving behind the counter and heading towards him, revealing your 'uniform', a dress full of ruffles, ribbons and lace with delicate colors; long sleeves and white thigh-high stockings.
your unique outfit catches Ayatsuji's eye, causing him to momentarily divert his attention from the dolls. He seems intrigued but unimpressed by the way you've incorporated the shop's theme into your attire, perhaps he's already noticed you, at the behest of Special Division? I doubt.
''An interesting fit between the store and your own style,'' Ayatsuji comments, as he turns to the shop windows
''Oh, uh…This is how I connect with customers…especially with children'' You say a little embarrassed, while fidgeting nervously with the hem of your dress ''But then, what exactly would you like? We have a variety of dolls, from all eras and styles-''
''Actually, I'd like to make a doll''
''Wait, do? So you also produce them…But-''
''With your appearance''
You swallowed hard, surprised by the unexpected request. Making a doll of your own appearance wasn't something you would normally hear of, but the idea was intriguing. However, you still had some questions.
"A doll that looks like me?" you repeated, trying to better understand what he had in mind.
Ayatsuji nodded, his eyes still scanning the various dolls on the shelves. "Yes, exactly. With the details of your dress and your unique appearance. It would be… something unique''
''Then-''
''Then I'd like to see it more often…so I'll make a perfect replica''
As you processed his words, a range of emotions mingled within you - surprise, honor and, oddly enough, a certain warmth…? Maybe it's because of how your cheeks suddenly turned red……You were momentarily speechless, taken aback by the sincerity in the detective's words and your only reaction was nod.
And before you knew it, he was out the front door, ready to light his pipe again, ''Hey! By the way, call me [name]!'' You introduce yourself, a little too late, but in a louder tone. You didn't know if he heard you, but then he murmurs
''[name], a good name for a dainty doll''
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A/N: Requested by @dearestsugar - (I preferred to write a drabble instead of a hc, I hope you like it!)
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spacexseven · 1 year
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daybreak
NOTE: it's my birthday, and it was about time i shut up and wrote some cute self indulgent ayatsuji content for myself.
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yukito's arm around your shoulder is a familiar weight.
just as familiar as the scent of coffee wafting through the room, and the casual meows that greet you when you've been spotted by his cats.
you're curled up into him, your cheek pressed against the warm planes of his chest as you reach out for his hand, placing kisses at the back of it. the television in the corner of the room flickers to life, and he tosses the remote aside, instead reaching out for his kiseru with his free hand. shaky footage of a blood-splattered scene begins playing as bold letters fly across the screen
"freak accident..." yukito hums, eyes glued to the screen, "figures."
"how many cases does this make it now, close to sixty thousand?"
yukito's answering laugh is a sharp, sudden sound, unlike anything you've heard from him. you can feel it in his chest, and in the slight movement in his fingers clasped in yours. his laughter fills you with a fluttering sensation, and you find yourself automatically smiling along. it was nice to see him relax after all this time spent frustrated and constantly occupied.
"you wouldn't have believed that, doll" he says, lips quirking up into a smile, "but you'd be sorely mistaken if you thought I would correct you."
he caught you there—you were curious; for as long as you've known the detective, there are still so many questions you have about him and his work. but all those questions go unanswered, tossed away to the corner the minute yukito shoots you an hesitant look from behind his glasses. still, you think that his eccentricity and the air of mystery he shrouds himself with adds on to his charm, something mesmerizing and wholly unique to him.
you shrug, opting to turn your head and press little kisses into his neck instead. he softly strokes your head in response, and you savor every gentle touch of his. it had been a while since you got to be with him like this, relishing in intimate moments, and completely unbothered about anything else. a pleasant silence envelopes the two of you as you tune out the background noise from the television, and you desperately try to etch the scene in your memory. just you, and yukito—how long had it been since you held him so close?
he leans down with the lingering remnants of a smile, going to press his lips against yours. his lips are warm, and his touch tender where his hands are over your body. your own hands find their way onto his shoulders now, eagerly reciprocating his affection. you think you can die like this, in his arms, overwhelmed by all the love he has for you. it must have only been minutes, but every moment with yukito feels endless.
he pulls away, momentarily taking the sight of you in before readjusting his arms to bring you into a comforting embrace, your chin on his shoulder and his face buried into your neck. the soft strands of his hair tickle where they press against your skin, and his arms tighten around you.
"happy birthday," he whispers, his voice low and soothing.
you shiver ever so slightly when you feel him smile, "your heartbeat just picked up, didn't it? you must be curious to see what i got you. you won't have to look far—your gift is here."
from the corner of your eye, you catch sight of a meticulously made doll, placed carefully on top of his desk. every minute detail—from the color of its eyes to the way its hair fell across its head and even the outfit it had on—was clearly made to resemble you. the clear care and dedication that had been put into it was startlingly clear. next to it, his own doll was seated. you can't hide the smile on your face.
you slowly pull away from the hug, "your powers of observation have failed you, detective," yukito's eyebrow raises slightly as he glances over at you, "i was actually waiting for a birthday kiss."
he blinks slowly, and for a moment, you're caught off-guard by the sight. without his iconic cap and glasses, yukito looks nothing like the infamous detective that fills his targets with fear. he looks softer, somehow, fondness teeming in his eyes. he's almost ethereal like this, pale gold hair messily framing his face and a warm smile on his lips. the only thing he's missing is a halo, you think. the gentle morning light that trails in through the gaps in the curtains illuminates him perfectly, highlighting the bridge of his nose and the light in his eyes. he's a sight you can't take your eyes off.
"what? you mean all that from before wasn't enough for you?" but he's grinning, bright and unbelievably beautiful, and then he leans in again to kiss you, gently pushing you down on the bed.
it's the perfect start to a day; soft rays of sunlight crawling in, a comfortable silence in the air, and the man you love in your arms.
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soukmahdek · 6 months
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Too lazy to continue so I’ll leave it here-
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underpaidimmortal · 4 months
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tsujimura and ayatsuji i did in a hd legal team server secret santa for @alamochaaa-a (and have not posted until now)!! eepy gaidens under a flowering tree to capture the warm spring..........
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rosalinesurvived · 5 months
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Ayatsuji Yukito’s personality makes a lot more sense once you realise that he’s been a detective for twenty years and is currently twenty-seven. Yeah, if I had to be scooby-doo without a functioning crew before I even got into high school I think I’d find dolls cooler than human beings and think everyone else is a piece of shit too. All I’m saying is that everyone in the BSD fandom talks about evil!Ranpo and finding humanity in others once you’ve given up on it, subsequently regaining your will to find the goodness in life but do I hear anyone else screaming about Ayatsuji and Tsujimura? Do I fuck.
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alamochaaa-a · 7 months
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chibis of the gaiden cast i made for bsd gaiden week 2023 !!
go check it out if you're interested :D !!
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originalaccountname · 5 months
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Asagiri loves writing partnerships but one I constantly think about even if not relevant in any way to the main storyline is that one detective in Gaiden and his deceased partner.
(heavy spoilers for Gaiden if you care move along)
Because that man is basically introduced talking about how Kyougoku is responsible for the death of his partner and he wants revenge for it. Oh, classic Asagiri move, of course the guy had a partner, I chuckle, shake my head, move on.
Then turns out that partner was a woman, who the detective learned was 3 months pregnant after she died. Oh, that one's new. Was this partner a work partner alone? was she his life partner too? The detective is saying all these facts while looking at his now ungloved hands, as though seeing the blood on them, and with vengeance in his voice. I'm thinking about how every other partnership Asagiri ever wrote was presented as platonic (ambiguity points to rimlaine) and what it could mean in this particular case.
AND THEN final twist at the end, the detective himself was the one who killed his partner. Yes he did it because of Kyougoku, but like many bsd villains, Kyougoku was the kind of villain who never dipped his own hands in blood and got other people to do the bad things in his stead, only "helping" those who were already willing to commit atrocities. That detective decided he wanted to kill and then it ended being his partner. THAT'S ALSO NEW.
Asagiri has written so many partnerships and pair ups and the key theme is always trust. Trust being built, trust being gained, trust already established, trust based on circumstances, trust that was one-sided, trust being lost. But the closest thing to a real betrayal we have are Verlaine shooting Rimbaud because Rimbaud didn't understand Verlaine's desires and fears because Verlaine wouldn't share them, and Fukuzawa and Mori's short and fragile team up falling apart over Yosano.
THIS GUY THOUGH just got up one morning and decided murder was a fun new idea! and killed his freaking partner that may or may not have been his pregnant wife he wasn't aware was pregnant!! Asagiri!!! what the fuck!!!!!!!
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soutsuji · 4 months
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Gaiden + Wan = many hours spent suffering over cel shading
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death-in-a-handbasket · 10 months
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took inspo from Alphonse Mucha because his art always reminds me of yukito for some reason and 6+ hours later the bastard is done <3
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