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Tickles (Odazai)

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs Characters: Osamu Dazai | Sakunosuke Oda Lee!Dazai Ler!Oda Summary: In a rare moment of peace away from the Port Mafia, Dazai and Oda share a simple life, until a casual conversation reveals a mysterious "torture method" used by Oda. Curious, Dazai demands a demonstration and, not only realizes that the calmest man in the underworld has a surprisingly provocative side, but also realizes that he is his new favorite victim. [Read also on Ao3] Notes (and spoiler):  I understand the criticism surrounding this "ship," which is the characters' ages. It's worth remembering that in some flashbacks in the anime, Dazai was 16, but when Oda died, he was already 18. This is an alternate history, so I'm considering a context where Oda is still alive, which is why Dazai is already of legal age.

(The art doesn't belong to me, I found it on Pinterest)

The sound of light rain hitting the windows filled the comfortable silence of the apartment. Dazai was sprawled on the sofa, flipping through an old magazine that clearly didn't interest him. His distracted gaze occasionally strayed to Oda, who was talking on his cell phone in the kitchen, his tone calm but firm.

"If they don't want to eat the vegetables, tell them they'll have to deal with Port Mafia-style torture."

A brief pause was followed by a soft sigh.

"No, it's nothing serious. Just say that, trust me."

Dazai immediately raised an eyebrow curiously, leaning forward to peer around the door frame. "Oda, did you just threaten innocent children with... Port Mafia torture?" He asked with a mischievous smile. "Have you been feeling nostalgic, or is this just a new pedagogical tactic?"

Oda calmly hung up his cell phone, returning to the living room with his hands in his pockets. "It was just the nanny. The kids were fussing about dinner"

"And you thought it was a good idea to evoke the psychological terror of your time in the Mafia?" Dazai laughed, tossing the magazine aside. "So? What secret method is this? I'm curious now"

Oda crossed his arms, a half-smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Are you sure you want to know?"

"Oh, please, I worked with you for years in the Mafia, nothing surprises me anymore" Dazai said, closing his eyes and spreading his arms in a theatrical surrender, as if ready to receive a fatal attack. "Do your worst, is this something that will kill me, by any chance?" He smiled at the possibility.

That was his cue. In a second, Oda approached with steps too calm and silent for Dazai to notice and then, with surprising precision, dug his fingers into the sides of his waist.

"Hey! What are you—ahhhahahaha, Oda!" He nearly jumped off the couch, trying to push away Oda's nimble hands, which were now attacking him with meticulously calculated tickles, first on his waist, then sliding down his ribs. "Is this the dreaded torture method?" He managed between laughs.

"It's working, isn't it?" Oda said with the most absurd calm in the world, even as he continued the attack, now aiming for his armpits, just to see the reaction intensify.

"Hahahahahaha! Stop, stahahahahahahap! That's not fair! Hahahahahaha! You're too serious to use that kind of tactic!"

"That's exactly why it works" Oda retorted, finally stopping and leaving Dazai slumped on the couch, his face flushed, panting, and his eyes watering from laughter.

For a moment, they were silent, but Dazai, catching his breath, turned to face him with an amused smile. "You're a very well-disguised demon, you know that?"

Oda settled in beside him. "And you should think twice before asking to 'see for yourself' next time" He smiled.

"Okay, fair enough, but I think I deserve some kind of compensation for this attack on my physical and moral integrity" Dazai said dramatically, lying down on the sofa.

Oda stared at him with his head slightly tilted. "Would you like me to cook something?"

"Hmm... no. My life energy was drained by cruel fingers, so I need something more therapeutic" He said, then stretched his feet out toward him with the most begging and dramatic expression possible. "A foot massage, please"

Oda arched an eyebrow. "You sound like I've beaten you"

"Almost, you attacked my soul"

Letting out a sigh with a hint of amusement, Oda took one of his feet and began to press gently, his thumbs moving along the entire length of the sole. For a few moments, everything went smoothly, until a small shiver ran through Dazai's body.

"Nnh!" He exclaimed.

Oda stopped, watching, and did it again, tracing his thumb lightly over the arch of his foot. Dazai immediately flinched and stifled a giggle.

"You're kidding" He said, and for the first time that day, he smiled with a little more than just the corner of his mouth. "Your feet are ticklish too?"

"N-No! I just... it's a very delicate area, you know? Full of nerve endings..." Dazai tried to argue, slowly pulling his foot away.

But Oda held firm. "Interesting. Very interesting."

"Don't you dare..."

But it was too late. As calm as ever, Oda slid his fingers across the sole of Dazai's foot with cruel precision.

The effect was instantaneous, he choked on laughter, kicked the air, and grabbed a cushion as a shield. "S-Stohohohohohop! Hahahahahaha! This is a double betrayal!"

"I'm just exploring alternative relaxation therapy methods" Oda countered, impassive, alternating between light touches on the arch and toes, where Dazai's most vulnerable points seemed to be, judging by the half-laughing cries and desperate moans escaping him.

"S-Stahahahahahahap! I don't trust you anymore! Hahahahahahaha!" He shook himself, trying to free his leg.

"Wise decision" Oda replied with a slight smile, continuing for just a few more seconds, long enough to see Dazai squirm and almost slip off the couch like a fish out of water.

Finally, he stopped, gently releasing his foot. Dazai lay there, panting, his hair disheveled, staring at the ceiling as if he'd been through a battle.

"You're ridiculously calm for someone who just committed crimes against another citizen's human rights" He murmured.

Oda just watched him with that calm, almost tender gaze. "I told you it was an effective method. The children behave much better after that"

"I'll behave too, if it means you'll never come near my feet again"

"Well, you were the one who offered them to me" Oda smiled mischievously, making him recoil in fear of another attack. "No promises"

Dazai muttered something inaudible, but still, he reached out his arm, pulling him closer. "Okay, but if you're going to torture me like this, then stay here until I fall asleep"

Oda smiled softly, snuggling into him as he let his fingers run through Dazai's brown hair, this time with extreme gentleness. "The only torture I'll allow now is keeping you around"

[valenteal]

scrolling through the Odazai tag and I am seeing so many posts rebutting hate and arguing about Odazai vs. Soukoku…

And I am so genuinely confused about why this is apparently an argument. Like. Odazai is wholesome and sweet and romantic. There’s an age difference but not a maturity difference. It’s not an overly physical relationship. Oda grounds Dazai and makes him a better person. Whereas Soukoku is the exact opposite. It’s toxic and manipulative and unhealthy. There’s no age gap but there’s definitely a maturity gap (Chuuya’s life only began eight years ago when they met, by Chuuya’s own admission). Their relationship is violent and physical. Manipulating Chuuya makes Dazai feel like a god. Being with Chuuya makes Dazai worse and being with Oda makes him better. Is that not obvious to everyone else?

And it’s not because Oda is better than Chuuya, absolutely not Chuuya is my favorite of all time! But Dazai is bad for Chuuya. He is bad to Chuuya. Oda is just naturally the kind of person that Dazai doesn’t get to the same way. Oda is able to ignore Dazai’s bullshit and never get mad at him, which is something Chuuya could never do. Both ships are great in my opinion, but only as fiction. Because let’s be real, anything involving Dazai is problematic as hell and shouldn’t exist irl. But in fiction, yeah. They’re both incredibly interesting and satisfying. Dazai is absolutely in love with both of them to at least some degree, even if reciprocation is debatable for both as well. Both of them were at one point Dazai’s reason for living, for changing his life. Chuuya is the reason Dazai really joined the mafia and gave it a shot instead of killing him self. Oda is the reason he joined the Agency instead of staying in the mafia or killing him self.

Oh and it’s crazy the discourse about BEAST and how it’s the most Odazai thing ever but also the Soukoku is undeniable. Like. Yeah Dazai changed reality and did anything to save Oda, but he was never with Oda in that reality and it was Chuuya who was by his side the whole time. They are both important! Maybe the Soukoku is secondary but it’s still there! And saying it isn’t is just lying through your teeth. But yeah it’s toxic as hell. But isn’t it always? Hasn’t that always been the appeal of Soukoku? The love/hate dynamic, the push and pull, the obsession, the violent delight? Isn’t that what they’ve always been about?

I don’t know, I think the fandom has got to caught up in head canons and simplified interpersonal dynamics that most have forgotten the source content.

Soukoku is Hate Me by Nico Collins and Odazai is Saturn by Sleeping At Last. People need to remember the vibes if nothing else.

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THE DAY I PICKED UP DAZAI | ILLUSTRATIONS

[curry-and-gunpowder]

Just finished listening to the Dark Era audiobook and man. I wish the BSD fandom paid more attention to the fucked up mori-dazai-oda love triangle

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some kiddies

translation from ukr (last pic): "Rubik's Cube, seriously, Odasaku!? I'm not 3 y.o! Come up with something more interesting!"

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happy new year 2025 !!✨🐍✨

[chaos-of-the-abyss]

i have once again become absolutely insane about the odazai scene in bar lupin bc like. dazai is never this sincere, this open. as a general rule he is more open and genuine with oda than he is with other characters, but even then the beast lupin scene was a whole different level. and what gets me is this is all coming from a place of such sheer desperation. dazai, at the end of all that he's wrought, finds himself so desperately wanting, so desperately hoping, that oda will understand why he did what he did, that oda will see where he's coming from. he prepared for this, he literally bet on the fact that oda would not know him, would not care about him, would not like him or consider him a friend bc that's what dazai had to do to keep him safe, to keep the world where he can live and write novels from disappearing. and yet, faced with the actuality of that exact situation he's created... dazai can't help but beg oda to understand the reason for his actions

he wanted this. he planned for this. and as hard as that was for him to do, i don't think he could have ever fathomed how much it would hurt to truly be confronted with the reality of it