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Cosimo Galluzzi
styofa doing anything
almost home
Peter Solarz

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Xuebing Du
RMH
YOU ARE THE REASON
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Sade Olutola

ellievsbear
Not today Justin

Andulka
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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@flawlesscrane
Ring
Unexpected Faces
It had been a long time since something has shocked Chuuya. After all, he was in a mafia where almost every person he met had different abilities. It was safe to say that he had seen some shit. Hell, even his own life was relatively shocking, with everything considered.
So how was it that, not only was he shocked, but he was shocked speechless? First of all, the fact that he was taken on a space ship that was piloted by… who was it again? Rei? Tei? Something like that. Regardless, it was a bumpy ride and on top of having to understand that he was going to space, he was apparently taken because of a space anomaly. What was behind that? How was everyone back home? Were they all going to be okay?
That wasn’t something he could currently think about right now. There were too many things he had to do now. First of all, he could a room key with a dorm number on it. What was this? Was he being forced to room with people? Well that sucks. A large frown tugs down at the corners of his lips as he glares down at the card. Couldn’t they have kidnapped someone else?
Grunting with displeasure, Chuuya shoved the card into his pocket and didn’t bother looking around just yet. First, he would scope out his new home, then he would go out and about. Who knew? Maybe he would make friends. … Or not. Allies, more like it.
Once he finally made his way to his dorm, he unlocks the door and closes it once he walks inside. It wasn’t too bad. However, he wasn’t able to take in the room for too long because his eyes lock onto a familiar person. A familiar dead person.
“…Odasaku Sakunosuke?”
Oda had already made the dorm his home. He scoured all of the rooms, cabinets, everything just to be familiar with his new surroundings and that nothing was suspiciously out of place. After putting everything back where it originally was, he could finally relax on the couch.
‘Who else is going to be accompanying me here,’ he pondered. It didn’t matter that much. He highly doubted it would be with somebody he’s already met. There’s an unlimited amount of universes and the odds of meeting somebody else he knew, besides Dazai, were nonexistent. Still, he couldn’t help but wonder if his world was especially bad since they were both here. It could call for more people that were from the same, or similar, universe. ‘We must be what is causing it to be far worse than it is.’
Just as Oda became so lost in thought about the situation, he heard the door click and swing open. His leisure time came to a halt when he saw who came through the door. It only confirmed his suspicions. His eyes widened to a recognizable person also from his days in the mafia, “Chuuya?”
osamudiezai:
He was about halfway through a bottle of a simple junmai sake when he heard his name. Being recognized in such an unfamiliar place caught him by surprise, and his head snapped up on reflex. Dazai caught familiar yet quizzical blue eyes for a second before letting his head slump forward into his arms and groaning loudly.
“Alcohol induced hallucinations, is that it? This can’t be happening again, can it?” he lamented into his hands, his voice a touch louder than it was normally due in part to the visible flush upon his cheeks, “Ah, fate is a cruel mistress, indeed…”
He slumped in his seat, directing a gaze that was surprisingly sharp despite his inebriation back up at the man standing in front of him. He took in the other’s slightly disheveled appearance and filed it away for later (preferably sober) consideration.
“Hey, Odasaku. It isn’t very nice of you to keep doing this, you know. I missed you, but if you’re going to keep coming and going like this you might be the death of me. Not in a good way, either!”
He gestured at the seat across from him with one bandaged hand, “Well, since you’re here, you may as well sit and have a drink.”
Oda couldn’t help but smiling slightly from the response Dazai gave him, “I was thinking the same thing...” Oda responded, “You must have come from the same universe I did.”
He took Dazai’s offer to sit across from him and immediately poured himself a glass of the sake that was on the table. This day has been getting stranger, but it is still on their side. A drink was nevertheless required. A decent amount was already taken from the bottle. Oda observed his flushed companion, “Have you been here long...?”
7/21の本の表紙
Moodboard for Oda Sakunosuke from Bungou Stray Dogs!
“a mafia member that doesn’t kill, huh?”
Quote 18
«When I'm finally no longer a part of the Port Mafia and free to do as I please, I want to sit at a desk in a room that overlooks the sea... and I want to become a writer. I'll dispose of the guns and arm myself with just a pen and some paper»
- Oda Sakunosuke
"People live to save themselves."
✎...happy birthday, odasaku! (10.26)
Happy Birthday to the man who deserved better 26.10
(aka my son Oda Sakunosuke)
あの日、あの三人で。
Bar, Yokohama