𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓲𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓼

priv. ind. dazai osamu from bungou stray dogs. loved by alex.

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Hey! I’m pretty inactive here because of school, but if you want to rp or we have an active rp I rp on discord MUCH more often, so you can add me there.

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[ezariumi]

Soukoku Fluff Week 2019 Day 3: “I used Corruption because I trusted you.”

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Partners in crime

[kuzuriha]

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It was not unusual that Mary’s father would entrust Mary with the task to go to certain meetings, in this case a meeting with the Port Mafia. She was unaware of what made them so special and her father had decided to leave her in the dark. ( It was probably better for her to find it out herself. ) As the daughter of the mafia boss she was tasked with the mission to meet someone from the Port Mafia and talk about a potential partnership and an ( apparently upcoming ) mission. 

Mary had taken a few of her men with her, yet asked them to wait in front of the room alongside some other men which probably belonged to the other group. With a small smile and confidence clearly on her face she entered the room only to be met with a young man around her age instead of a scary old man as she had imaged it. This person was not who she expected but it was a nice change. Was he the boss of the Port Mafia? No, that was very unlikely, at least from the description her father had given her. Was he there to represent the organisation? Maybe. Without wasting more time, she sat down opposite to him and grinned.

“It’s nice to meet you. My father sadly couldn’t make it to the meeting so he send me instead. I’m Mary Marlett, the daughter. I’m looking forward to a potential partnership between our groups.” 

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Dazai sat with his shoes up on the desk, leaning back in his chair. Mori-san had sent him to go and speak with a promising partnership since he probably didn’t want to do the dirty work himself. He spent his time idly playing his handheld game while he waited.

He didn’t have any expectations- no, he didn’t really care. The politics of this job bored him, and being an executive in itself was just work on top of work. Boring. Talking to people was always the worst. He was charming enough, and knew how to lie and finagle, but doing it was a hassle. He’d rather just play his games, and shoot some baddies. Maybe die in the process. A good day, in his book.

However, he was mildly surprised to see the young lady walk into the room with the confidence she held. He put his feet down, setting his game aside and reaching out over the desk.

“Pleasure is all mine. Dazai Osamu.” He shakes her hand vigorously. 

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nonecrit‌:

He hummed softly, not really minding how open up the other could be about what he thought of himself. The redhead blinked and looked at his half empty glass of whisky, he is going to ask for a second round soon…

“ they are lively as usual, recently I found out that shinji wanted to know more about all the mafia stuff I do, all of them are curious about what kind of job I do. ” he paused and gave a sip to his drink. “ I was thinking that someday, when this nightmare ends, to open a restaurant and work on there, they love it when I prepare curry for them, they like it better than the old man’s. ” taking about them always brought a small smile on his lips, those children were the light of Oda’s eyes. It was very unusual to see Oda talking too much, but he always had so many things to talk when it was related to the things or people he loved to protect.

“Whaa, Odasaku!” He looks over, excited. “If you’re opening a restaurant, you should hire me! I’d be so good at it!” Dazai leans up in his seat. “I can see it now, envision it in my head! Odasaku’s place. That’s what you could call it.” He sends himself into a fit of laughter at his own ridiculousness, resting back down in his seat and sipping his drink.

But then there’s a silence, and Dazai takes a deep breath, looking downwards. “Ah, but it’s a fantasy, nothing else. I’d never want to influence your children, that way. Being who I am, and being who they are.” His voice was soft.

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asundergod‌:

   “  That  implies  I  give  a  fuck.  “  Chuuya  scoffed  at  the  remark  and  waved  a  gloved  hand  in  a  dismissive  manner.  Oh  the  suicide  was  very  much  real,  but  he’d  long  since  gotten  used  to  the  comments  of  the  other.

   So  soon  after  he’d  just  gotten  back?  That  seemed  like  a  poor  decision  on  Mori’s  part.  Granted,  few  other  than  Dazai  truly  knew  how  Chuuya  was  after  a  mission.  “  Fine,  let’s  check  it  o-  What?  “  The  comment  was  one  that  caught  him  by  surprise,  squinting  suspiciously  at  the  other  teen.  Was  Dazai  just  being  nice?  Or  was  there  a  scheme?  “…I  guess  we  can  do  that.  “

“Yeah, it’ll be our little secret. I could always just talk my way out of trouble if he’s mad.” He responds with confidence, crossing the street and not caring as cars sped past him. He somehow manages to get to the other side in one piece, waving Chuuya over with one hand.

“It’s right over here!” He shouts. He didn’t dislike time with Chuuya. After all, Chuuya was his only peer. He was his age and the only one who could understand the mafia life, anyway. So moments like these when they could go do something fun, he would never admit he looked forward to them.

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Kunikida was surprised to see Dazai here before him which meant he actually show up earlier than the appointed time. Usually Dazai would always show up late no matter what so that made it suspicious. He doubted Dazai showed up early because he was excited to start training. In fact, he was surprised that Dazai even agreed to this idea and was ready to see him not appeared at all today because it was a prank.  

“I can see that. If you were planning to show up early, then you should have start warming up instead of playing with your game.” He held out his hand and motioned for Dazai to give him the game. “I can’t have you distracted and slacking off today. Just give me the game and then we can start warming up.”  

Dazai very reluctantly hands his game over, looking bitter. “Fine, fine. But just make sure you put it somewhere safe! I’ve had it for a long time, okay?” He pulls his curly hair back into a short little ponytail (almost comically tiny) and unzips his track jacket. 

There’s a pause before he turns to Kunikida. “I’m not sure how I should stretch, Kunikida-kun. Usually, I don’t stretch at all before a mission at all.” He knew that’d probably piss Kunikida off, which was partially his goal. He stretched his arms over his head lazily. “Like this?”

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Chuuya rolled his eyes." Even if I tried to poison you, wouldn't be happy to die like that? But that's not the damn point, you wouldn't die anyways." He sighed."unlike you, I am decent enough to give you something for this...dumb day, I guess. It won't happen too often though."

“Aha, I suppose. I would have preferred dying from chocolates of a beautiful woman.” He laughs at this, smiling at his partner. “I could always give you a late-gift, but I didn’t think you cared for my attention that much…”

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nonecrit‌:

The redhead remained quiet, listening carefully his friend’s story. He nodded, not really surprised of the disappointed of Dazai’s voice when he claims that he once again, avoided death.

“ you can try again, maybe you’ll be lucky next time. “ he decides to answer, knowing that he can’t really stop the other from trying multiple times to commit suicide. Suddenly, he felt very much surprised when he heard the executive say the last comment. He smiled softly, this was the only place he always wanted to come, he always felt relieved when he finds Dazai waiting for him, Oda always gets worried about his safety.  “ that makes you happy? …I’m glad to see you too, that you always come back here. “ alive.

Dazai face softens for a moment, looking at his drink and tapping the ice in it. He’s smiling- it’s small, but radiates warmth. He looks back up, tilting his head and leaning it on his hand. “Yes, Odasaku. I could listen to you talk forever.” He shuts his eyes for a moment, breathing in the smell of alcohol and gunpowder, and then opens them again.

“But, on a less morbid topic...” He quickly moves away from these emotional topics, as he usually does. “How are the kids?”

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chijouku‌:

He frowned as an answer, glaring at his so called partner and tapped his gloved fingers impatient against his arm. The redhead was really tired to deal with this kind of person. Chuuya didn’t have to do this, he didn’t have to be patient but he knew Dazai and he knew why he did all of this, sometimes he wished he wasn’t that good person. 

Getting to the point, he ignored every comment that wasn’t involved to the main topic to discuss.” as I said, we are being attacked and boss asked me to get your ass out of here to solve this incident. Our men are dying one by one, we are lacking of personal right now because they were all sent to different side of the city, it was basically planned. “ he paused and sighed. “ I don’t exaggerate you shithead, stop annoying me and move your lazy ass already. ”

He rolls his eyes so hard they could roll out of his skull. “Fine, fine! We’re going- I’m going!” He snaps, entering the hallway. He adjusted his gun in his holster, making sure he was well equipped if they encountered danger. 

“If the boss wanted me, he should of come and got me himself,” Dazai adds in an annoyed tone. “I told Akutagawa this before, being an executive has only been a title with more responsibilities. I wish I’d never taken it. I’m far too lazy to work like this.” He pinches the bridge of his nose as they reach the elevator. Sometimes Dazai wished he could just be a lazy teenage boy, but he was far from that life now. 

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"Sorry, Dazai. I had to give these late." What a surprise. There's a box of homemade chocolates in Oda's hands. The heart-shaped pieces come in a wide assortment of molds and fillings. A hint of a smile appears on Oda's face after they've left his hands. "It took some time," he admits.

“Whaaat?!” Dazai nearly jumps from his seat to receive the chocolates, opening them up and picking up one of the pieces. 

“You made these all for me?” He says, putting the chocolate in his mouth. A smile spreads across his face. “I need to get you something too!” 

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This is my secret valentine’s day gift for Mochi ( @beautifulsheepdragon ) !! I barely do colored art so i hope this looks decent enough for you and hope you like it <333 !!!