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Hirotsu Ryuurou page art I made for @aportmafiazine
I love how calm and cool he looks as he smokes, so I went with that + the Black Lizards in the backgroundπ₯π₯π₯. It was fun drawing something more 'noir' inspired instead of my usual colorful style!
I also drew Kyouka in her Beast's design, hidden under the cut for mild gore/violence/blood.
It's designed as a phone wallpaper on the merch section of the side NSFW zine.
Isolation drives anyone insane, and the Port Mafia's Boss is not an exception. As usual, Osamu Dazai follows his own secret ritual for his birthday: trying out different suicide methods to find alternatives to the final step for his plan; just in case something goes wrong.
This year, he decides to self asphyxiate.
It does not go the way he planned, however.
or: BEAST Dazai comes while /kinda/ attempting suicide
β> 3k words
β> Soukoku, M/M
β> Dead Dove Do Not Eat !! CW: NSFW, SUICIDE IDEATION, MINOR SUICIDE ATTEMPT, ASPHYXIA, PANIC ATTACK.
β> Angst and Hurt/Comfort (at least to me)
My piece for @aportmafiazine
June, 19th
Once again, everything is working out fine and going according to plan. Even though Iβve just recently gotten the Bossβ chair, I donβt see any signs of disobedience or rebellions against me. Mori-san was well respected in the Mafia, so inheriting the trust he gained within the personnel is only naturalβespecially given how smooth the transition went.
I hope heβs doing fine while awaiting the orphanage to take him as the new headmaster. The day Atsushi will go back there for his revenge is close, Iβm sure of this. It wonβt take much longer.
Speaking of Atsushi, somehow he found out today was my birthday and gifted me a bottle of my favourite whiskey, alongside a letter thanking me for all Iβve done for him so far.
I bet that walking nuisance ratted me out. He must have lied to Atsushi, and said Iβd love to have the day remembered just to mess with me and make me uncomfortable. Well done, Chuuya! Mission accomplished! I really pity the guy you choose to take my place as your personal headache once Iβm gone. Maybe I should pick some options for you to start building your rivalry from today on!
I almost feel as if Iβm going to miss plotting things to bother you back
After striking through the last sentence, Dazai pauses his writing for a couple seconds, contemplating the words he has just written in his diary. He takes a sip of the whiskey and faint memories from his parallel selfβs time at Lupin Barβso distanced and blurred from how much time passed ever since he accessed themβflashes before his eyes. Memories from a life he has never lived and neither will. Memories with people he cares for so deeply, trapped eternally in his own mind, never to be cherished with anyone else.
He swallows the drink in a failed attempt to drag with it everything unspoken, clogging his throat; and, then, picks up the pen again.
As you already know, today is another day of testing out another way to kill myself, for Iβm still trying to decide on alternatives. It also helps me cope with the anxiety. I can't wait for it all to be over...
Overdosing felt blissful, but itβs really hard to guarantee no one will be able to save me nor that Iβll hit the actual deadly dosage. Itβs highly dependent on multiple factors, after all.
Drowning was really !! uncomfortable, and having some water going down my lungs was insanely excruciating. This one will definitely be kept on the bottom of the list.
This year Iβm going for asphyxia. Iβll tighten one of my Shibari ropes around my neck; slowly so I can control the process and not risk actually blacking out.
Chuuyaβs outside, guarding my room, and I donβt wish to trouble him with my death...
He stares at the notebook again, unsure how to conclude the dayβs entry. Another sip from the glass strangles further the knot in his chest. With a glance at the door, he imagines his closest subordinate standing on the other sideβthe nearest he will ever get to company or connection on his darker days such as this one.
If only his sole accomplice wasnβt a notebook filled with words he would rather forget.If only Dazai had another person he could share his deepest thoughts with or create realβno. He canβt afford anyone missing him once heβs gone. His isolation is for everyone elseβs sake.
He knows thatβ¦
Unfortunately, he knows that.
At last, βwish me luck, dear diaryβ is written before the pages are shut. He miserably chugs down the rest of the whiskey in his glass, the liquid feeling as though it wants to claw his throat inside out, and stares at the other two tumblers heβs poured for his imaginary drinking buddies. They remain untouched, as they shall from the rest of the night.
After locking the door as silently as possible, Dazai lays down on his bed and stares with an empty gaze at the ceiling while he knots the rope he had previously put aside for todayβs experiment. Once itβs folded in fourβso the pressure is distributed more evenly onto his skinβhis hands automatically tie a Hangmanβs Noose, then slip it around his neck, sealing it against his skin.
He takes one last deep breath, vaguely wishing some of the sorrow could be exhaled with the worn air escaping his lungs, and gives the rope its first tug, constricting the arteries and veins running through his neck.Β
Within a few seconds: his head is throbbing; the skin on his face stings; the pressure inside his ears increases; and his tongue feels faintly numb. Somehow, Dazai finds comfort in these sensations. Itβs familiar. The growing heat and weakness embraces him.
βThis is good...β Dazai thinks to himself, reeling on the sensations brought upon his body, for they soothe the coldness of his soul. Subconsciously, heβs relieved at the possibility of experiencing a death that doesnβt feel cold, bleak, and...well, extensively lonely.
The rope tightens further around his neck and the same sensations only intensifyβ¦but breathing is still too easy of a task. βNot enoughβ, his mind decides before constricting himself even deeper. His hearing feels clogged, his jaw almost hurts, his limbs grow weaker, and the world wobbles around himβ¦Β
But his breathing isnβt faltering nearly enough.
Frustrated, he loosens the rope, takes a deep breath, and sighs heavily in dissatisfaction. It was naive of Dazai to hope that maybeβjust maybeβif he put enough pressure the rope would crush his respiratory system and cease his air flow. Seems like the human body he inhabits prepared itself in advance to interfere with his wishes.
So, determined to not let this effort end in resentment over his failure, Dazai rolls to his side, now facing down onto the mattress, and swings the knot to his nape. By resting his elbows beside his head and bending his arms backwards, he reaches the rope ends and settles in a more promising position.
Another deep breath and heβs diving in once more, desperate in his need for oxygen deprivation. To his despair, however, the same thing happens again; and again; and again. After the fifth attempt, he untightens the noose and unleashes a guttural exasperated growl, irritated and disappointed in himself. Dazai pants and punches the bed beneath him several times, blaming the vessel holding his soul for this latent defeat.
βOy, Dazai!β his subordinate calls from outside the door.
βIβm fine!β the superior replies in a growl, desperate to avoid the other from worrying too much and interfering with his own business.
βThe fuck are you up to in there?β Chuuya sounds preoccupiedβthe last thing Dazai needs.
Gathering up all his strength to sound as casual as usual, Dazai replies: βOh, nothing big! Justβ¦tugging the slug! Would you care to join?β
βTch,β he complains. βCanβt you say youβre jerking off, dipshit? Ya know, like a fockinβ normal person? And how the fuck are you making that big of a mess anyway?β
βYou didnβt answer my question, Chuuya...β the name is carried with a tune to annoy the one addressed, as normality would ask for.
βKeep it to yourself, freakβ¦β He pauses for a second before speaking again.βIβm heading off to my room, Iβm done with that bloody mission on GTA V.β
βYouβre dismissed for today, Chuuya.β A faint gloominess escapes Dazaiβs chest when uttering these words, betraying its own speaker.
βOyβ¦β Chuuya calls in a low, reflexive tone, βIf ya try summat on ya life today, Imma finish the job myself.β
βHah! Thank you for the offer, Chuuya, but dying by your hands would feel like hell and I want my death to be as heavenly as possible.β
Chuuya scoffs. His voice grows distant while he says βas if, you cunt.β The same happens to his steps as he walks towards his room on the opposite end of the hallway.Β
Even though those words were said in the attempt of manipulating Chuuyaβs attention out of the danger, Dazai canβt ignore how deeply they resonate within him and mess with whatever he buried so deep he almost forgot.
To die by someoneβs handsβ¦
The thought consumes Dazai in no time.Β
Surely, dying with (any) company has to be better than doing so aloneβ¦but thereβs no one Dazai can think of who would be willing to accompany him in this one way journey. Well, and neither considers anyone close enough for him to feel comfortable by their side during his last moments. Not to mention how hurt he would get if anyone decided their lives (the one he carefully and meticulously planned) was not worth living.Β
All this asideβ¦does Dazai even deserve to have someone by his side when the day comes? After all his efforts to keep everyone at armβs length?
To die by someoneβs handsβ¦
By far the most realistic option of having his death accompanied.
Although it would, indeed, be nice to finally feel he shares something with a human being, Dazai is not one to have low standards regarding his choice. He is not willing to give anyone he hates or despises the pleasure of feeling his life leaving his body.
So he sighs exasperatedly and buries his face into the mattress below him. Thereβs no one who could fulfill such a role after allβ¦
Chuuya, on the other handβ¦Β
Like a spark initiating a wildfire, an image is formed in the back of his mind and his body grows restless, anxious, with his breathing getting faster and erratic by the second.
Dazai would hate to have his life fully placed in Chuuyaβs hand, thatβs certain! Especially with the finality of taking it away from him. Even during their wildest missions together, Dazai still held some sort of control over his life or death.Β
But maybeβjust maybeβthe raw and primal emotions forced out of his subordinate could be of some entertainment.
Would Chuuya be happy to be entrusted with this task?
Would he be thankful for personally being put in charge of the riddance?
Or would Chuuyaβs hate for Dazai only grow?
βAh!β Dazai sighs in amusement, thinking to himself. βFor the first time youβve got me at a crossroad, Chuuya! I really donβt know for sure how youβd react to being in charge of my deathβ¦ you really are human, after all! Your eyes brim with lifeβ¦ having someone as lively as you killing me could only be poeticβ¦ and I hope you hate me for that. I hope you give me that furious look of yours. I hope you take as much pleasure as possible when you finally donβt have to hold yourself back anymore!β As the image consolidates inside his mind, Dazai tightens the rope on his neck once more and conflicting feelings take over his chest alongside the warmth ββ¦wait, do I? Well, it could be worth witnessing! You keep on blabbering on how you will kill me someday so you should be thrilled for being allowed this privilege!"
Even though his heart dwells on whether giving his nemesis this task is truly his heartβs desire, Dazai canβt help but feel drawn to burn himself in the bright sun-like light before his own fades out for good.Β
There is something particularly attractive in the intense passion exchanged in those brief but everlasting seconds, when time and space become a weird conceptβan experience Dazai knows intimately. Time and again he has put himself in life and death situations with his partner. The thrill, the adrenaline rushing through their bodies, the unbreakable bond fixed and perpetuated through mutual trust and knowledgeβonly this time, it would be their last.
Would it be even more intense than everything so far?Β
Would Dazai feel his whole body burn just like when he first met Chuuya�
Itβs possible; and would most definitely be better than the cold hollowness consuming his carcass, which aches for human heat to comfort him as he desperately tightens the rope even further.Β
His blood flow drops significantly and the pain, the numbness, the constant stinging on his face adds to the dizziness, providing the perfect relief for euphoria to rise. And just like that, a significant question takes up his thoughts entirely:
Would it be as breathtaking as the time they fucked?
Oh.Β
Yeah, the one time they fuckedβ¦Β
Osamu Dazai already had in mind his ultimate goal for his life, as well as most of his plan sketched when it happenedβ¦and he shouldnβt have done that. He knew from the start he shouldnβt have allowed that brief fumbling moment to take place, butβ¦what else can you expect from teenagers?
It was wrong.
Dazai had promised himself he would never get remotely involved with anyoneβ¦but when the adrenaline rushed through his body alongside the hormones, the electricity, the pleasure, the warmth; the desperation to feel intimacy, connectionβ¦Β
For someone as cold and rational as him, it felt surreal how his heart took over and controlled him. For the first time in his life, the demon prodigy felt the most human he possibly could.
It was painful to hide from Chuuya the real reason he was not up to lowering himself to be with him again. Itβs not as if Dazai didnβt want to once again explore such soft skin decorated with constellations of delicate freckles; or to allow himself to get rid of the power and control, and just rejoice in the trust and intimacy provided by and shared with his partner; or even to listen to that deep voice panting, groaning, moaning, and growling in his ears, shamelessly thriving in the pleasure provided by the body Dazai is so used to hating. Itβs just thatβ¦he couldnβt.
The adrenaline, anxiety, and shame caused by the wrongness of his thoughts and acts only drives Dazai insane. He can swear the euphoria is giving him physical pleasure as he squirms on the bed.
How can the human mind be so enthralled by the forbidden?
Oh.
This subtle but unique word appears once again.
Dazai lets go of the rope out of shock and, when he pulls in a deep breath, he realises he is panting; his eyes as wide as an owlβs, screaming everything he keeps himself from vocalising. As his body returns to normal from the blood flow constriction, what arose ever so subtly in the turmoil now is more obvious than ever: his length is stiff, throbbing inside his boxers.
How helpless is it possible for a man to feel when facing a sudden loss of control over his own body? He can dictate his heartbeat, goddamnit, but now his cock decides to rebel against him?
That word.
That bloody word echoes once again through whispers in the back of his mind.
Human.
In the face of the abandonment and betrayal felt, he canβt help but surrender himself to deeper distress. βIs this whatβ¦it feels like?β Dazai questions, terrified of a voice replying βyesβ. Because, if the answer to this question is positive, then it would mean that Chuuya is responsible for his humanity twice.
β¦
Too much.
Everything is just too much.
Dazai feels dizzy, lost, like heβll throw up at any moment. Thoughβ¦itβs not semi digested food that would come out, but something he canβt quite name.
Something is locked behind his face and above his chest and needs to come out; but Dazai is not willing to let it. So, out of instinct, he shuts his eyelids and seals the rope once again around his neckβthis time, as he hopes, for the last time.
As he secures the rope as tightly as possible, preventing the unnamed thing from escaping, the silent voices tormenting his mind progressively grow quiet. And once his blood pressure drops, the resulting numbness gets mixed with relaxation.
Dazai is calmer this way. One of the rarest times in his life where silence could be comfortingβ¦And in the back of his eyes, Dazai sees what he wishes would be his last sight of this manipulated universe he feels so foreign to.
Chuuya Nakahara, kneeling over his body, with his beautiful hands strangling his throat, crashing his airways; his eyes locked on Dazaiβs, brimming with anger and passionβ¦ emotionsβ¦life, even! And laughing at how pathetic Dazai looks as he dies. So poetic and soβ¦
Perfect.
As euphoria hits Dazai once again, his body starts acting on its own. A faint and hoarse laughter leaves his chest, his hip thrusts ever so shyly against the mattress, his eyes roll from the pleasure, and the heat resulting from all the turmoil melts his insides.
Giving in looks like the only option at this point. Dazai thinks no more, he simply allows himself to submerge in the weird, dark, and aggressive ocean surrounding his conscience, sinking down to the deeper parts of his subconscious he buried so long ago.
There, amidst the darkness, a single light calls himβand he replies: βChuuyaβ¦β in a contained whisper.
The gloved hands reach out and take the place of the rope around his neck.
βDie for me,β he says inside of Dazaiβs mind, who obediently pulls the rope even harder.Β
Complying to his own dogβs order embarrasses him; and even worse: his cock is hard, acting on its own and taking pleasure from it.
Dazai shouldnβt be this much of a mess. He should just die already so he doesnβt have to live with the memory of the present moment haunting him forever.
Howeverβ¦ if this is to be his last moment, he might as well enjoy it as much as he can. The pace of his hips increases and, out of desperation, Dazai thrusts his length harder and harder at each time. He wants to moan. He wants to whine. He wants to beg Chuuya to kill him faster, but his image suddenly fades away from his mind. Dazai wants to cry. He wants to feel good in his death. He wants someone to be by his side. He wantsββ¦
In the darkness of his eyelids, a pitch black shadow forms up before him.
It looks like himself, but with no bandages covering either of his eyes.
The words βyou did great, Osamu. You can rest nowβ echoes in the abyss.
Like flipping a switch, his whole body contracts all at once for some seconds, electricity runs underneath his skin, his heart races, all the pain is converted into pleasure. The fear and anxiety dissolves, a heat rushes from his lower abdomen all across his body, and a last prolonged moan leaves his throat until he collapses onto the mattressβhe had his release.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Verlaine once told Gin that very few people in the Port Mafia could go toe-to-toe with Dazai and come outΒ alive, let alone victorious.
And he said:Β I will make you one of them.
after dazai leaves the port mafia, abandoning gin and ryuunosuke to the dark, gin sets out to do what only they have the ability to achieve:
assassinate the traitor.
(or: a study on gin, dazai, and resentment)
πͺ 2.9k words || gin-centric
πͺ written for @aportmafiazine
And thatβs all thatβs left, of Dazai Osamu, a stupid letter written so flippantly enacting a sort of power neither of them can deny and a little doodle of a dog in the corner. Chuuyaβs jaw clenches. Gravity threatens to break free.
How dare he?Β Calling Chuuya by stupid names up until the very last moment of his life. Leaving behind ridiculous ordersβhe can abide by leaving the weretiger alone, he can let Gin handle whatever it is with the assassin girl, but. Who the hell is Oda Sakunosuke?
When Dazai Osamu dies, his final wish is to protect Oda Sakunosuke. This doesnβt sit right with Chuuya.
πͺ chuuya & dazai, chuuya & oda, rated T, 3.3k words
πͺ beastverse, post-canon, grief/mourning
πͺ written for as a contribution for @aportmafiazine
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β’ 175+ pages of cosplay/page art/fanfiction
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Type "0" in the box to download for free! *Donations will be refunded.*
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Donate $1+ to "The Trevor Project" to receive this additional project until September 14th!
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Type "0" in the box to download for free! *Donations will be refunded.*
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The NSFW + Dead Dove side zine is now available for purchase on the Tiltify site!
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Donate $1+ to "The Trevor Project" to receive this additional project until September 14th!
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β’ 175+ pages of cosplay/page art/fanfiction
β’ 14+ digital merch pieces
DOWNLOAD HERE:
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