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[loulits]

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Hi, I’m Lou (18+). Writer, fandom gremlin, and professional angst connoisseur. My current fixation is Bungou Stray Dogs with a soft spot (read: feral devotion) for Soukoku. ⚠️ This blog features mature / dark content → minors dni. » Socials ♡ » AO3 || twt || Bsky || Ko-fi ||

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[loulits]

Tiny PSA to everyone who’s sent me asks/messages/anons recently (you know who you are) I promise I am here, my brain has just melted into soup from juggling one too many things at once asdfghjkl 😭

I’ve been reading everything though, and I really am so excited to sit down and respond properly because you’ve all been a delight in my inbox lately!

So if I’ve gone quiet, it’s not me ignoring anything!! Just me attempting to win a cage match against executive dysfunction and general burn out!

[loulits]

Between Want and Ruin—That's Where We Burn ╰⪼ ゛ Read Chapter 4 (new) ˎˊ˗

.✦ ݁˖ Dazai Osamu / Nakahara Chuuya .✦ ݁˖ Canon-Adjacent Omegaverse (alphaChuu/omegazai) .✦ ݁˖ Enemies w/ benefits, (emotional) hurt/comfort, angst w/ happy ending .✦ ݁˖ 🔞 | Ongoing | 18.2k | 5 Chapters + Series |

Chuuya’s lip curled as he bared his teeth at the room. Every alpha instinct in him surged at once. He wanted to drag Dazai somewhere safe and tear apart anything stupid enough to come near. Grab him by the hips, force those trembling thighs apart, pin him down and take until the pain burned out into something softer—something sated. Until the scent in the room turned theirs and nothing else existed. To mark him so thoroughly no one would ever mistake what he was again, or who he—          Dammit! Dazai didn’t need possessive alpha bullshit. He didn’t need Chuuya turning into some brainless brute led around by instinct. “Alright you bastard,” Chuuya said again, quieter this time. “We’ll do this your way.”

[loulits]

OMG I GOT A MENTION IN THE TAGS 😳😳😳😳😳 am so embarrassed. BUT THE CHAPTER WASS SOOO GOOD I def didnt sleep properly waşting for it but it was worth it! I made sure to leave a comment in ao3 too thank you for the blessing I'll be here to leave occasional comments till the next chapter too (if they are okay ofc, no pressure) YIPPIEE MADE MY DAY FOR SURE

Of course you got a mention in the tags, after all the cheers and support, it felt deserved! 💕🙂‍↕️

And oh my god PLEASE sleep properly!! Though I am incredibly flattered and honoured you waited! 😭

I did, i believe, suss out your AO3 comment 👀 /aff Fandom engagement is what keeps us writers writing, which is why ofc your chaos messages are always absolutely welcome!! They are never any pressure and a delight to read and make me happy to see them pop up ☺️

Thank you again, dear Crazy Anon, never change 🧡

[loulits]

Hey remember the crazy anon am still here and I saw that you finished the 4 chapter... I just wanna say I hope I can sleep tonight CAUSE I AM SO DUCKING EXITED

You think I could forget the Crazy™ yet incredibly sweet anon who’s been cheering me on from the sidelines this whole time? Never 😭✨

Well, dearest anon, you’ll be pleased to know I am actively in the process of uploading it right now—assuming AO3 stops fighting for its life against my formatting and learns how to behave.

Seriously though, thank you so much for all the support and enthusiasm along the way. It’s meant a lot more than you probably realise 🧡 I’m SO excited to finally let this chapter loose into the world after living inside edit hell with it for so long.

I really, really hope it’s everything you’ve been waiting for—and thank you again, so much 🧡

[loulits]

After what has felt like a fucking eternity, the update for my omegazai fic is finally done.

Now to begin the arduous task of formatting on ao3 cause I can’t write fics like a normal bitch, nooo I have to be special (read: stupid).

Anyways Between Want and Ruin: That’s Where We Burn Chapter 4 is officially completed!

And i refuse to re read it, or I will have another crashout over it /lhj

[datasupremacy]

Hey, here's a fun new game. Put "📓" or some other version of a book emoji into my inbox and I'll explain the plot of a fanfiction that I haven't written but daydream about.

[anticidic]

✨ wip wednesday ✨

Just how far gone was he? Enough to take what he wanted by force? Enough to teach Dazai to respect an unleashed attack dog leaning in close and baring its teeth at him, itching to bite? He challenged the defiance by cupping the back of Chuuya’s neck and inviting him in for a kiss, licking over sharp canines and enticing him to sink them into Dazai’s bottom lip. Awaiting a burst of pain that never came as he swallowed a choked whimper and smiled against his eager dog trying to kiss him breathless, trying to bruise him in desperation to consume his affection before it was forgotten.

A blush crept onto his cheeks as he broke away and slid a finger under the choker, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Behave, Chuuya.”

But his dog stared him down with insatiable hunger, soft panting escaping his kiss-swollen lips and tail brushing against Dazai’s thigh. Chuuya had a taste, and now he wanted more.

Greedy little thing.

Perhaps some other time he’ll muzzle his dog and teach it the consequences of biting.

The sound of metal clicking in place caused Chuuya to freeze and slowly pull away, unable to mask the disheveled mess of desire he became as he looked down at the leash connected to him, then at Dazai. Half-lidded eyes opened in recognition as the haze faded.

Chuuya scoffed. He began to reach for the leash when Dazai cut in.

“Don’t take it off.”

“Or what? Is this your way of saying you don’t trust that the choker will work? You’re gonna tie me to the bed? Be real.”

from: horribly delayed dog!hybrid Chuuya birthday fic

[loulits]

 ₊˚⊹ ᰔ WIP Wednesday  ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

The kiss hit like a punch to the ribs. Not the usual teeth-bared game they dressed up as control. This was raw, intimate. Wrong in a way that lodged under Chuuya’s ribs. Because Dazai didn’t push back—he latched on. Fingers tightened at his nape, grip bordering on desperate, as Dazai clung to him like a man going under. Breaking apart against Chuuya’s mouth in small, wrecked sounds that hit somewhere between pain and relief; body straining forward before Chuuya could even breathe— and somewhere in it, between one breath and the next— —Chuuya stopped keeping track. His hands tore away just long enough to get rid of what was in the way. Shirt shoved open, buttons giving under impatient fingers before he dragged it off outright. It caught at his shoulders—he yanked it free without slowing, barely breaking the kiss. The fabric was forgotten the second it left his hands. His belt was only half-undone before Dazai moved. Clumsy. Uncoordinated. Dragging him back in hard, teeth catching at Chuuya’s lip, pulling him in like any space between them was something to fight through. “—fuck—” It punched out of him, breath uneven, skin already too hot where it met Dazai’s. His pulse hammered hard enough he could feel it in his throat. Still not enough. Dazai didn’t stop. Couldn’t. The realisation hit a beat too late Dazai was chasing him.

Between Want And Ruin: That’s Where We Burn, Chapter 4

[novanovmin]

I like to think that PM Dazai and Untold Origins Ranpo met one time at a crime scene that PMzai made. As PMzai is walking away he bumps into UO Ranpo and they just start talking about random things but the conversations actually make them feel like their age once again and they both walk away with a very memorable experience that they both still remember to this day

[loulits]

Day I dont know I lost count of waiting for omegazai being cuddled by alphachuu

Hm… cuddling isn’t exactly on the agenda for that chapter… (ᵕ—ᴗ—)

Unfortunately I’ve been getting absolutely bodied by personal irl issues, which has made writing anything consistently a bit of a challenge. Every spare moment between that, work, and other fandom commitments has been going into omegazai though—mostly in the form of me stuck in an endless loop of re-editing the same scenes over and over (and subsequently redoing the entire chapter as a whole) ... which, y'know hasn't helped😭

So! Good news: the fic is very much alive and actively being worked on. Bad news: I need a little time to recharge because I am officially out of spoons and trying very hard not to slam headfirst into burnout (_ _'")💤

But genuinely—I’m really glad you asked about the project. It’s nice knowing people are still thinking about it ♡

[loulits]

GAHHHHHHHHH HELLO AM THE CRAZY ANON AGAİN YOU ARE MAKİNG ME CRAZİER WİTH THE SNİPNETS GAHHHH WHATS GONNA HAPPEN TO MY BABİESSSSS and when is dazai gonna be railed

HELLO CRAZY ANON!!!!

Thank you for checking in—I really appreciate the hype, you are actively fueling the chaos over here!

WHAT’S GOING TO HAPPEN TO YOUR BABIES, you ask? suffering. yearning. poor decisions. definitely consequences. Dazai is, unfortunately for you, a man who requires ✨narrative build-up✨ and ✨emotional damage✨ before he gets anything resembling a good time.

However. Chapter 4 is where we start hitting the uh… climax (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵) of the fic.

So rest assured, I am diligently working on it—and through the endless loop of edits, what you’ve seen in snippets may not be exactly what you get…which means there is, in fact, even more chaos coming your way 😌 stay strong. your patience will be rewarded, and thank you for your patience and continued support ♡

[socialmaya]

[illmadekn1ght]

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[loulits]

｡‧˚ʚ Chuuya & Growlithe (origin story pain edition) ɞ˚‧｡

Thinking about 15-year-old Chuuya and how his team starts with exactly one Pokémon: A Growlithe. Not a full team. Not a strategy. Just him, and a stray that refused to leave. Chuuya doesn’t go out looking for a Pokémon. He doesn’t have the luxury. The Sheep aren’t trainers. They’re survivors. Whatever Pokémon they have are: ✶ borrowed ✶ stolen ✶ temporary ✶ or too weak to keep Because food is limited. Safety is fragile. And Chuuya—Chuuya already carries enough. So Growlithe isn’t planned. It just… happens. It starts with something small….

Food going missing. Not enough to cause panic—just enough to irritate. The Sheep assume it’s one of the younger kids sneaking extra portions. Chuuya doesn’t. He knows his people move. Knows their tells. Knows when someone’s lying. This? Isn’t them. So he waits. Late. After everyone’s settled. Perched somewhere high—because even back then, Chuuya likes vantage points. Control. Awareness. And eventually—he sees it. A flicker of orange. Low to the ground. Careful. Quiet. A Growlithe. Not wild in the usual sense. Too thin. Too alert. Eyes that track exits before food. Chuuya drops down behind it. Fast. “You’re bold, I’ll give you that.” The Growlithe freezes. Doesn’t run. Doesn’t attack. Just… watches him. And Chuuya recognises that look immediately. Survival. This is where it should end. He should chase it off. Protect the Sheep’s supplies. Maintain order. That’s his job. But— “Tch. …You picked the wrong place.” He doesn’t move closer. Doesn’t reach out. Just reaches into his pocket, pulls out the last bit of food he hadn’t eaten. And tosses it. Not at the Growlithe. Near it. “Eat and go.” It doesn’t. Not immediately. It watches him. Then eats. Leaves. And comes back the next night And the night after that. And the night after that. Always careful. Always watching. Never crossing too close. Until one night—it doesn’t keep its distance. There’s shouting in the camp. A scuffle. Someone pushed too far. Someone scared. Chuuya’s already moving— —and the Growlithe is there first. Low growl. Hackles raised. Standing between the Sheep and the threat. Chuuya stops. Just for a second. Because that—that’s not hunger anymore. That’s choice. And that’s when everything shifts “…You’re an idiot.” He mutters, stepping in as the threat is neutralised, dust settling around them. His gaze flicks over the Growlithe—quick, assessing. Looking for injuries. “What? You tryna earn your keep?” The Growlithe glances back at him. Tail flicking once. Chuuya exhales. Slow. Defeated. “Fine.” A pause. “Stay, then. ” Growlithe doesn’t become his Pokémon all at once. There’s no Poké Ball moment. No dramatic capture. It’s gradual. Messy. Real. It starts sleeping near the edges of camp. Then closer. Then near him. It eats last. It watches everything. It learns the Sheep’s movements the way Chuuya did. And eventually—it stops being that stray. It becomes—his. And now, even at 22. Even as a Gym Leader. Even with a full team. Chuuya still—sometimes—feeds Arcanine first. Not because he has to. Not because it needs it. But because, somewhere deep down he still remembers a starving stray in the dark—and the moment it decided to stay.

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[loulits]

‧˚ʚ Gym Leader Chuuya's Team ɞ˚‧｡

thinking about Chuuya’s Gym Team (Dog Specialist, no he will not elaborate) The League tried to categorise him. They failed. Because this isn’t about type synergy. This is about: loyalty. Speed. Overwhelming force... And the very real possibility of getting run down if you misstep Ace: Arcanine (this is NOT up for debate) ✶ Massive, fast, firepower and physical strength = Chuuya in Pokémon form ✶ Moves like Extreme Speed?? yeah. you’re not reacting in time ✶ But more than that—Arcanine is the one that stands at Chuuya’s side before battles start. Not in the ball. Not waiting. Present. Because this one isn’t just his strongest. It’s his anchor. Houndoom ✶ Dark/fire, intimidation incarnate ✶ The one that goes for pressure immediately ✶ Flames that linger—damage that doesn’t just end when the move does ✶ This is the Pokémon Chuuya sends out when he’s annoyed. Which is… often. Lycanroc (Midnight form) ✶ Feral. Relentless. Thrives in the chaos of a fight ✶ The kind that gets stronger the longer the battle goes ✶ Also let’s be real: this is Corruption-coded. ✶ When this one comes out, the pace shifts. ✶ It stops being a clean battle. It becomes survival. Boltund ✶ Speed demon ✶ Hits, retreats, circles back before you’ve processed the first move ✶ This is the one that makes challengers panic. ✶ Because you cannot keep track of it. ✶ And Chuuya knows exactly how to use that. Mabosstiff ✶ BIG. Tanky. Looks like it should be slow—is not ✶ Pure “don’t touch my people” energy ✶ This is the guard dog of the team. ✶ The one that steps in when something gets too close. Stoutland ✶ Older, experienced, steady. The backbone of the team ✶ If Arcanine is Chuuya’s equal—Stoutland is the one that grounds him. ✶This is the Pokémon that doesn’t rush. Doesn’t panic. Just… endures. How Chuuya battles (because this is IMPORTANT) Chuuya doesn’t overthink. He doesn’t stall. He doesn’t play mind games. He hits. Fast. Hard. Relentless. But it’s not reckless. Because every single Pokémon on his team trusts him completely. So his commands are short. Sharp. Immediate. Chuuya: Arcanine—left flank. It moves before he finishes the sentence. Chuuya: Boltund, don’t let it breathe. Chuuya: Lycanroc—tear through it. There’s no hesitation. No second-guessing. Because they don’t need it. Final detail because I love this too much Chuuya’s team? They hate Dazai. Not in a feral way. In a deeply personal way. Houndoom growls the second he walks in. Boltund refuses to stay still around him. Mabosstiff physically positions itself between him and Chuuya Except Arcanine. Arcanine just watches him. Calm. Ready. Like it knows exactly what Dazai is— —and is choosing, very deliberately, not to react.

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