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  1. Rec 2

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    And while Chuuya was playing (and losing) some odd racing game, Dazai took the liberty of getting him a prize anyways.

    The term would not be winning, because all Dazai won himself was bloody knuckles from the glass of the claw machine he broke that day.

    Or;

    Concerning a plushie named Chuuya.

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    01 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 12

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    Chuuya and Dazai spend a quiet morning at the kitchen table.

    “What if we don’t eat breakfast?”

    Chuuya didn’t answer; Dazai’s stomach did that for her.

    “Stupid physiological needs.”

    “Oh yeah, what a bummer,” Chuuya scoffed, grabbing a couple of eggs and reaching for a clean frying pan. “Scrambled eggs with vegetables?”

    “Boring.”

    “Scrambled with vegetables it is.”

    “It’s too much work!”

    “For you or for me?” Chuuya asked. “I’m the one doing the cooking.”

    “For me, Chibi, or are you planning to eat for me too?”

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    09 May 2025

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  3. Rec 53

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    Chuuya was tired.

    It wasn't the total collapse that came after using Corruption. This was different. This was a dull, aching fatigue that settled into his shoulders and refused to leave.

    Or: After escaping from Poe's book, Chuuya questions his humanity not for the first time. He gives in and calls Dazai.

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    04 Jan 2026

  4. Rec 50

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    There, in the doorway with the most panicked look Yosano has ever seen on him, stands Dazai Osamu holding the body of none other than Port Mafia Executive Nakahara Chuuya.

    The redhead is covered head-to-toe in blood that looks to be his, dripping down Dazai’s trench coat as the latter clutches him to his chest in a near death-grip. The executive is completely limp in his arms, and from here Yosano would call him dead already if not for the painful, labored breathing coming out from his mouth. It sounds as if one of his lungs has collapsed, filled with fluid, and the other is quickly on the way.

    This was not the ‘fixing’ she had in mind.

    “Absolutely not,” she says sternly, tone leaving no room for persuasion as she stands up. 

    This is Nakahara Chuuya they’re talking about, after all. Mori’s right hand man and the Agency’s least-favorite Ability user to deal with due to his overwhelming power and tendency to yell the whole time at or about Dazai.

    Deep down, she knows she should help him — really, she does — but she also knows the consequences that can come from helping the Mafia, helping Mori, and her people will always come first, no matter what.

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    04 Jan 2026

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  5. Public Bookmark 15

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    SOUKOKU HURT/COMFORT!

    Dazai looked up and for a moment, the grin that painted his lips wasn’t the familiar one, this time it was empty. “Leave with me.”

    Chuuya blinked once. “—What?”

    “Leave the Port Mafia,” Dazai said, like it was simple. Like it wasn’t insane. “Come with me. There’s nothing here left for us but ghosts.”

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    01 Jan 2026