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(I made the grave mistake of including little Polaroid posters of every book I read in my reading journal and now have to make these so I will be sharing them)
Bungou Stray Dogs
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Chuuya
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Hi! I came across a few of your headcanoans/scenarios and absolutely loved them! I wanted to request a Chūya x reader, where the reader works with kids(nanny, teacher, etc) and gets super stressed out and goes to chūya for comfort, not so much words or advice but for a hug or just to be held while the reader cries. Thank you in advance, and I hope you have a wonderful night/day :)
Stressed Out
Pairing: Reader x Chuuya Nakahara
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
He knows all about working hard and pushing himself too far, but Chuuya decides the look doesn't look good on the people he loves.
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Y/N stumbles into the kitchen and pauses standing in the doorway.
Usually, seeing Chuuya standing in the kitchen, hair tied up in a ponytail and wearing a 'Don't test me' apron would be adorable and maybe even attractive, but right now...
"Y/N?" He turns around and leans back on the counter, and she feels even worse when she sees his easy smile slip off his face. "Hey...what's the matter?"
She struggles for a seconds, her hand trembling, before snapping. Stumbling forward, she throws herself at her boyfriend, eyes turning glassy when his arms wrap around her quickly. "...Chuuya." Her voice breaks and the waterworks start.
"O-oi! Are you hurt? What's wrong?!" He tries pulling away to look at her and see if she's hurt, but stops when she shakes her head and buries her face in his chest. "...baby?"
She mumbles something he can't heat then after a few seconds, she clear her throat and tries again. "Bad...bad day."
And it had indeed been a horrible day. She was feeling a little under the weather but Y/N still sucked it up and went to work. She was a teacher and she hadn't arranged a substitute to take over, so she couldn't very well leave 20 kids, five years olds, alone.
The day had started with her forgetting her lesson plan for the day at home, then the printer had stopped working so she couldn't print out any worksheets. her grip tightens around him and tears soak the front of his shirt as she remembers her day.
One of the kids had been in an incident on the playground and gotten hurt and she was the one who had to contact the parents and fill out the paper work.
The whole time she'd had a headache and the kids wouldn't listen and were extra rowdy and they wouldn't settle down and-and everything had gone to shit.
She starts crying, properly crying, sobs and all. Chuuya rubs a hand up and down her back, letting her cry into him. His other hand travels behind him to turn off the stove and he leans farther back, bracing himself on the counter top and fully wrapping his arms around her.
He shushes her, whispering words of praise and reassurance in her ear.
"It's alright."
"So fucking strong, my love."
"I love you."
After a few minutes, the sobs stop, reduced to occasional sniffles and her breathing even out, steady puffs against his skin. He's surprised and a little worried to see she's cried herself to sleep, even standing upright. Y/N is clinging onto him like a koala, and his heart melts at the thought of someone trusting him so much. He kisses the top of her head, before scooping her up in his arms and walking all the way to their room.
Food could wait.
He lays her down gently and wipes her tears away with his palm, his hand trails up to her forehead and he pulls it back when he realises it's hotter than normal. Frowning he gets up to get a cold towel. He'd have a word with her later about not telling him she was feeling sick.
One cold washcloth draped across her forehead later, she's tucked into bed, sleeping soundly. Chuuya cups her cheek, still worried, but musters up a smile when she subconsciously leans into his touch.
"God, I love you, you know. Idiot." He shakes his head and leans down to peck her forehead. She was his idiot, after all.
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(11/08/2021)
I sent in a request to early but dazai leaving the port mafia and not telling his s/o but if you can make it angst to fluff
Don't Leave
Pairing: Reader x Dazai Osamu
Genre: Angst ; Hurt/Comfort
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She trusted him, and for one horrible moment she thinks she's made the wrong choice. He proves her wrong, as bad a way as it's done.
Her hands are the only part of her that shake, as she hears the news. Standing in Mori's office, other people surrounding her, she cannot show any weakness.
Y/N doesn't believe it at first, but the way Mori puts it, everything clicks together. The last time she saw her boyfriend was 2 days ago, the day Mori says he went missing.
The man doesn't know about their relationship. It would've been a disaster, his prized executive, the youngest in mafia history, falling for a mediocre mafia analyst. They had been extremely careful to keep this out of the way to save themselves from being exploited.
"Dismissed."
Y/N bows respectfully along with the others and leaves.
The first thing she does is go back home. She throws open her front door and stops in her tracks. Over the past 2 years, her apartment had acquired quite an assortment of Dazai's possessions, a few sweatshirts here and there, a toothbrush, different knick knacks scattered around her house.
Now it looks like Dazai hadn't ever set foot in there.
She clenches her jaw, an impressive array of emotions building up. Anger, for one. He hadn't told her. No warning, no heads up. He had not only left the mafia, he had left her. Panic, but that was a given in this situation. Sadness, because id this really the way she would lose him? Would she really never get to hug him again? Her eyes start to burn, but she refuses to let any tears out.
She goes further into the building, throwing open door after door and getting more and more upset.
Nothing. Not even a letter. Not even a goodbye.
She trudges back to the living room, still in mild shock. What had happened. She had always known Dazai wasn't happy here, he had told her himself. the mafia provided nothing but something to keep him busy. They had discussed it before, but this...she hadn't expected him to...
She bows her head, clenching her jaw, and the tears finally fall. Was this it? Would she never see him again. She already misses him, misses those rare genuine smiles, the soft voice reserved for her, the endearing way he could switch from childish and whiny to serious in the blink of an eye.
"Ah, I suppose I'm a little late."
She freezes at first, convinced her ears are playing tricks on her. When she raises her head, the theory vanishes.
It's him. Standing leaning against her doorway, like he hadn't done anything, was Dazai Osamu. She stands when he approaches her, a slight smile on his face.
Y/N gapes at his appearance. He's lost the black coat he wore everywhere, and his eye...Her hand comes up to brush against the exposed skin, and she relishes the way he shudders at the foreign feeling.
"What...you-you asshole!" She yells, snapping out of it, She bangs her fists against his chest over and over again, not hard enough to hurt him, not that he wouldn't have deserved that.
He grabs her fists and pins them against his chest, looking down at her. "I know."
"You scared me! I thought you left me without saying any-anything!"
"I know."
"I don't give a shit you left the Port Mafia, just don't leave me." She exclaims, dropping her forehead to his shoulder in defeat. He hums in response, letting go of her hands to encircle his arms around her, holding her close. She grips the back of his shirt tightly.
"I couldn't leave anything behind." He explains quietly, running a soothing hand up and down her back. "It would be trouble for you if a letter was discovered here."
"You're annoyingly thorough." She mutters against him, earning her a small chuckle.
"Though I am a little hurt-" He pulls away gently and cups her face, soft, calculating eyes looking over her face. He wipes away her tears. "-that you would think I'd leave you without a word after all this time." He smiles.
"...I panicked." She argues back, feeling much better. A small kiss placed to her forehead makes her sigh.
"I saw."
"Shut up." She grumbles and pulls away, not letting go of his arm though. She tugs him down on the couch with her and instructs him to start talking.
She had been an idiot to think he would let her go so easily.
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(02/08/2021)
Should I write a PM! Dazai x reader based on The end of the f*cking world? Specifically the scene where Alissa kills the guy, but also I’d be willing to write other scenes from the show as well
Hello hello hello! I was very excited to see your request open! I absolutely adore your writing!
I was wanting to request a Fyodor x reader with a reader who is extremely good at chess, they compete in chess competitions, play for fun, and are trying to become one of the best players. Thank you in advance!
Fyodor With an S/o Who’s Really Good at Chess HCS
Hiii aww thank you so much!! I’m so glad you like my writing :D, I really appreciate it! I actually recently wrote a one-shot for playing chess with Fyodor so click here if you want to read it :)
Thank you so much for the request (reminds me a lot of Beth Harmon haha), I hope you enjoy <3
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— Russians are known to be really good at chess, and it’s definitely one of Fyodor’s specialties.
— When you told him you had an important chess competition coming up, he was definitely intrigued.
— You told him all about how you compete against some of the top players and grandmasters, trying to win and get the highest Elo rating possible, and quite frankly, Fyodor was very interested to know just how good you were at chess.
— He asked you to play a game with him, just for fun, and you couldn’t pass on such an opportunity.
— Fyodor is smart, everybody knows that, but he underestimated just how intelligent you were when it came to chess.
— He ended up loosing, a shocked expression in his features as you brought him to checkmate.
— Saying Fyodor was impressed is an understatement, he was not expecting that from you at all.
— “Well, there. You asked for a game, you got a game,” You told him, sitting up and stretching out your arms.
— When he finally get’s back from the 5 stages of grief that flashed before his eyes, he asked you where he went wrong.
— Don’t get me wrong, Fyodor was a strong opponent, but you had more experience and practice. I mean, you were aiming for the top while he was just playing for fun.
— He started offering his help.
— When an important competition approaches, you and Fyodor would sit and play chess for hours and hours, it was good practice for the two of you both.
— He would help you develop stronger moves and get rid of your common mistakes.
— When you’d come back home from a match, he’d help analyze the game on the board and tell you what weaknesses he notices and what moves you could of done better.
— You would just be running through the game you played, “He placed his rook here. But why did he do that when he could of brought his bishop up to here? It would of given him a huge advantage.”
— “Because he noticed this, right here. He was clearly desperate since he was loosing and made an impulsive move, which could of worked out if it wasn’t for the fact that he miss-analyzed your next move.”
— “Ohhh!”
— The look of concentration on your face as your eyes frantically scanned the board always made Fyodor smile.
— You were just so focused, thinking about every possible move you and your opponent could do as if your life was on the line.
— Sometimes you would even babble on and on about something as you played out the moves, basically saying all of your messy thoughts out loud.
— Fyodor would just watch you lovingly. He always appreciates his lover’s intelligence.
— Sometimes he would go out to the competitions with you, and watch you and your opponent play.
— With your skills and his help, there’s no way you can loose.
— So when you win, you shake your angry opponents hand and walk over to Fyodor, who wraps his arms gently around your waist, pressing a brief kiss onto your cheek.
— “Congratulations, my love.”
— He’ll then treat you to some nice dinner to help you unwind.
— These competitions are a lot for you mentally though, so Fyodor often finds you awake till some ungodly hour just sitting and staring at a chessboard.
— You never rest, even when you win you still feel the need to over-analyze every little detail.
— Fyodor once found you asleep while sitting at the desk, head down on the chessboard in front of you.
— He smiled softly and made his way over to you, putting his hand on your shoulder, making you jolt awake once again.
— “Huh?”
— “My dearest, you shouldn’t be putting so much pressure on yourself,” He said sincerely and slowly lead you up to your feet.
— “No...I have...to see where...” You weren’t even able to speak your thoughts, you were so tired your eyes were closing unwillingly and your body weak.
— Fyodor continued dragging you away from the chessboard and up into your shared bedroom, “No, my love, you have to rest. You did so well today there’s, no need to be analyzing or worried about anything.”
— You collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion, and Fyodor joined you under the covers.
— He pulled your body close to his and kissed your warm forehead lovingly.
— “I’m so proud of you...moya milaya (my dear).”
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Fyodor and chess!
Y’all I’d give up so much to play chess with fyodor
Dazai hates rain, everything about them are terrible. Mostly the sounds. He puts on headphones and blasts music so he can’t hear the rain hitting the window or the thunder. He closes the blinds so he can’t see anything. There were a few very rare and extreme occasions Dazai ended up on Chūya’s front step absolutely soaked. Each time this happens Chūya pulls him inside giving him some clothes Dazai left there before pulling him into a tight hug. He turns on a movie and they cuddle, Chūya telling Dazai it’s okay and that he has nothing to be scared of while wiping away his tears. Dazai will sleep over and the next day the won’t mention anything to the other person about what happened.
Soukoku head canon/AU
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When Dazai and Chuuya were about 17/18 they accidentally basically adopted a kid, who was living in the slums . Neither of them wanted the child to end up in the mafia, but they also didn’t want the kid to stay on the streets. So the two took in the child as their own, even though they are teenage boys and this is a 4-8 year old kid. And they are both very protective of the kid. The two basically become the fathers of the kid, neither of them want they child to call them dad or anything similar but for two very different reasons. Chuuya thinks him and Dazai are to young to be called by dad, Dazai on the other hand doesn’t want to form an emotional connection to the kid,and chuuya in the same situation, because he feels that everyone he gets close to disappears from his life.
When Dazai leaves the pm Chuuya still looks after the kid hoping that Dazai will come back to help. But he’s aware that won’t happen. Him and the kid get super close and he’s basically the kids dad, but because he’s a mafia executive he’s super busy and isn’t able to spend as much time with the child anymore and has to have people watch them, he tries his best to keep them away from the mafia but in the end it’s really his only option. So sometimes he will bring them to work with him, he won’t let them out of his sight and absolutely refuses to let Elise come near them. He will also ask higuchi to watch them if he has a mission that goes until late at night.
After a while of this, he starts to feel bad and really needs someone to watch the child, so he calls Dazai. Dazai at first says no before the kid steals Chuuya’s phone and starts talking to Dazai, extremely happy to finally hear him again. Dazai gives in and starts watching the kid again. And he’ll take them whenever chuuya goes out of town and on weekends. Bringing them to the ada and making a connection with them. He still feels bad for not being there. And slowly starts making a relationship with chuuya once again.
Anyway I couldn’t stop thinking about this so thought the world should know.
Soukoku Headcanons
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Chuuya only sleeps with his gloves off if Dazai is with him because he doesn’t trust corruption and it scares him
Similarly Chuuya only goes to the doctor if Dazai will come with him because they always ask him to take his gloves off
Dazai let’s Chuuya redo his bandages when they get messed up because he likes the way Chuuya does it
The two of them will have date nights at least once a month and if they can’t decide on something to do the pull a paper out of a jar
Dazai loves to mess with Chuuyas hair, running his fingers through it and braiding it.
Dazai makes it extremely hard for Chuuya to kiss him but always gives him an extra kiss afterwards
There was this onetime Chuuya forgot Dazai’s power would nullify his and continued to use his power to float up to kiss Dazai, once he did, he fell out of the air and Dazai had to catch him.
Chuuya checks up on Dazai once a week to make sure he is still alive and taking care of himself
They will sit together and do work silently, turning their computers or handing each other paper work for the others opinion
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I have more if anyone is interested in hearing them. I also plan on writing a story about the first one.
I’m a lesbian but if I said this man hadn’t made me swoon I would be lying
Like look at how ✨PRETTY✨ he is.