Mr. and Mr. Soukoku

Just random Soukoku/BSD stuff from a random german Cosplayer and Artist xD You can also find me on Instagram @shoujojo_cos

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Finished my Demon-Dazai. I really love him! ~UwU~

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Draw my little Demon Dazai~

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Atsushi: If you were given a box containing everything you ever lost from your childhood, what would be in it?

Akutagawa: Ah, my happiness, can't remember the last ti me I saw this.

Chuuya: My dignity! Wow, it's been forever.

Dazai: Oh, my will to live. I didn't really miss this, but whatever.

Atsushi: I was thinking a pen or something, but... are you guys okay??

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“You used corruption believing in me.”

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Kinda love my Demon- Dazai ^-^

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I haven't lost myself. I have never been...

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Happy belated Halloween

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옷 바꿔입은 츄코요 by yeond

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きつね Dazai ! !

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Fifteen Dazai

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Its Not Soukoku its my selfmade Espeon 😱 hope you like it ^^

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«I remember the first day l ever looked into your eyes and felt my entire world flip»

Chuuya by @airanell

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Feuer. Überall um ihn herum loderte es in Flammen. Doch er bewegte sich nicht, rührte keinen Muskel. Und dennoch bebte er, zitterte am ganzen Leib. Tränen rannten seine aschfahlen, eingefallenen Wangen hinunter und landeten auf dem leblosen Körper in seinen Armen.

Sein Schluchzen wurde vom Knistern und Krachen der in Flammen stehenden Balken um ihn herum verschluckt.

Seine Finger krallten sich in den schwarzen Stoff des Mantels des jungen Mannes in seinen Armen.

Seine roten Locken striffen die von Dreck und Blut beschmutzte Wange des Brünetten unter ihm.

In seinem Inneren zog sich alles zusammen. Sein Herz zerbrach, auf dass es nie mehr zu heilen vermag und er schrie vor Schmerz. Schrie ohne Unterlass, bis seine Kehle zu brennen begann.

Doch es scherte ihn nicht, dass sein Bein gebrochen war.

Es schert ihn nicht, dass die Flammen um ihn herum drohten, ihm Haut und Haar zu verbrennen.

Alles was er fühlte war der quälende Schmerz in seinem Innersten und die tiefe Trauer, die ihn wie eine Flutwelle überrollte.

Er drückte den Mann fest an seine Brunst und wollte ihn nie mehr loslassen.

Von weitem konnte er bereits die Sirenen der Löschfahrzeuge hören, die immer näher kamen und die vielen Stimmen von den der Straße am Fuße des brennenden Gebäudes.

Doch es interessierte ihn nicht.

Kam gar nicht erst zu ihm durch.

Seine ganze Aufmerksamkeit lag auf dem toten Körper in seinen Armen und den vier kleinen Worten, die deine Lippen wie ein Windhauch verließen.

"Ich liebe dich auch"

Eine FF Idee von mir. Leider ohne Kontext oder Story. Nur das xD Hoffe ihr mögt es trotzdem ^^

And yes it's german. Because I'm a German Kitty!

Sorry not sorry

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Light is easy to love. Show me your darkness~

Chuuya by @airanell

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First time using a photoshop app and i kinda like it ^^

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By special request from @aja154ever: a fluff collab with @4nimenut! Please enjoy (´∀｀)♡

Summer’s humidity blew into the open window, fluttering the curtain till it spread out like a cloud. Closing one eye, Dazai glanced over. Even if the temperature cooled down in the evening, nothing really stood a chance against the current heat.

It would probably be best to close the window and wait for night to fall.

And so, with that in mind, he made motion to stand, only to have skin brush against his hand and wrap around his fingers.

Surprised, Dazai turned around and found himself face to face with his partner.

“…Chuuya?”

A slight flush tinted the executive’s cheeks, and he caught whiff of the faint smell of alcohol as Chuuya pulled his arm further away, widening the space in front of him till the smaller man could squeeze right in.

Hazy blue eyes blinked at him, shining from the intoxicating liquid and something else Dazai couldn’t quite place.

He swallowed.

What he was supposed to do, he wasn’t quite sure. Chuuya never (and it really was never) initiated physical contact first so seeing the redhead so daring was definitely not something he was accustomed.

A perplexity that kept him frozen in place.

An oddity that took him off guard and threw his calculations out the window to join the blazing heat.

A peculiarity that held him mesmerized and kept him its willing captive.

An irregularity that….well, really wasn’t unpleasant at all.

Still, Dazai averted his eyes.

Having placed himself in front the taller man, Chuuya rested his hands on Dazai’s jawline, lifting the other’s face till the brunet had nowhere else to look but right at him.

“Dazai.”

Mouth gone dry, he hoped the other couldn’t hear just how hard his heart was beating.

Not that Chuuya seemed to notice.

Under the wine’s influence, the executive swayed slightly, almost falling sideways onto the couch. Dazai reacted instinctively, arms wrapping around the shorter man’s back to steady him as if it was the most natural thing to do.  

Comforted by the supported on his back, Chuuya rested his forehead against Dazai’s own. Sapphire eyes never once wavered, and under their steady gaze, he felt his face gradually match Chuuya’s own blush.

Parting once more, pink lips barely missed brushing against his own.

“…Dazai.”

Amber irises widened at the tingling sensation against his lips.

Unsure of what to say, all the brunet could manage was a softly whispered,

“Yes?”

Tickling his skin, red hair tangled against brown bangs. Bright blue eyes, still hazed with alcohol, blinked at him.

“Despite everything I say,”

Chuuya’s words slurred as eyelids began to droop.

“I don’t actually want you to die.”

The grip on his face loosened once the executive slumped over him, fully resting his weight against Dazai’s shoulder and chest.

He froze for a moment, trying to process what had just happened. Even in the tender moment, Chuuya had fallen asleep without even bothering to wait for his reply.

Brushing aside auburn bangs, Dazai laughed and softly murmured,

“Is that so?”

Carefully, he stood with the shorter man secure in his arms.

“Well, in that case.”

The curtain still blew with summer’s breeze, but even with the added warmth against him, Dazai held Chuuya closer.

“I don’t really have much of a choice, do I?”

Taking care to avoid hitting stray limbs against the walls, he stepped into their bedroom and placed the redhead onto the mattress. Even with the relocation, the executive didn’t stir and yet, fingers found their way to his own and interlocked their hands. Fondly smiling, Dazai gently kissed Chuuya’s forehead. 

“I’ll live a little bit longer just for you.”

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That's so fucking cute *sobs*