checkmate au β a bungou stray dogs au in which atsushi and sigma swap places ! loosely inspired by the way swapping is done in beast
this an au ran by two minors who are ... so fucking cooked with bsd hyperfixations at the moment ..
[ masterlist + tag meanings ]
MOD EXEC β£οΈ it / hx / him . minor
Hello ^_^ ! ! ! On this blog you can call me exec or executive
I am an osdd sys host , and Iβm the one doing most of the art & assets for the blog . I mostly focus on the character designs & concepts for the au but I will also be answering asks & questions about the au, as well as generally helping tiger with ideas
our main blog is @the-portmafia ! We post bsd art, albeit not much right now but we hope to definitely post more .
MOD TIGER β¦οΈ it / they / he . 16yo
helloo!! you can call me tiger on this blog!
i myself will mostly work on the character analysis and how things change throughout the swap au , and will also likely be the one answering asks in-character! i may include some of my own art sometimes as well ! i also help exec out with design ideas!
if absolutely wanted , you can find me at @weret1ger! but be aware im not very active-
RULES / BOUNDARIES
ships β we have ... very strict opinions about which ships we are okay with being drawn for this AU, as we're both a fictive & a fictionkin respectively and therefore have strong feelings about it.
banned β any ship with atsushi ( esp. dazatsu , sigatsu , fyoatsu , & atsulai ), sigfyo, any ship with kyouka ( kenkyo is an exception ), tanizaki siblings , yozai , juni'sano , natsufuku
okay / dont care β siglai , soukoku , shin soukoku , atsulucy , juni'atsu , sigma x most ada members ( who are within proper age ) , kunizai , most ships within the different groups ( including cross groups ) ( ie. juni'hara , fukumori , fukufuku ) ( this includes polyamory )
canon / encouraged β sigzai , sigkoku , ( toxic ) fyolai , higugin , ranpoe
if you are curious about a ship that's not listed here , please feel free to send an ask !
askbox β as we have plans to open our askbox , setting some rules will be important !
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inappropriate asks are preferably kept minimal , and only about characters above 18 ! same applies to simping asks . flirtatious and simping asks are also preferably kept OOC , or at the very least do not write a flirtatious ask while responding to a character scenario / plot scene .
we are also explicitly banning three year old jokes for sigma . he has a higher mental & physics age and we all know that .
usage of art β we do not mind our art being used for pfps , edits , or anything similar AS LONG as it is properly credited to either this blog or our individual blogs ( depending on who drew it ) .
we do not want our art reposted to other platforms like pinterest , even with credits .
fanwork β we are entirely okay with fanart and fanfiction , please tag us in it !!
our only rule is don't write anything illegal , and preferably keep smut to a minimum as , again , we are both minors .
Hi ash! How're you doing? Sorry for pratically dissapering... I'm having some pretty annoying health issues and i wasn't able to go to school for a month already... argh, the worst is having to jump from doctor to doctor and waiting for results.
Least to say. I am not doing the best! (Haha...)
BUT ANYWHO.
I'm itching to write more bsd headcanons. They're floating to my mind nonstop for the past weeks. And, because Atsushi's my blorbo. My son. My darling, my baby.....
May i request little!Atsushi headcannons?
[Bellow is my interpretation of how the situation could've started. I started writing and accidentally wrote a lot hehe]
I'm thinking about him in thw start of the series... just started working in the ADA, still didn't meet Kyoka and still sees his superiors (like Kunikida, Dazai and Fukuzawa) with a bit of fear in his eyes. Atsushi doesn't know yet what regression isβ or, to be more clear, he still isn't aware of his own regression. (He maybe saw them as trantrums? Being dramatic? Wanting attention? Something along the lines of what unfurtunatelly was told to him while in the orphanage).
He accidentally regresses after (in his vision) falling a case. He let the burglar go! He should've been more careful... after seeing the "dissapointed" expression in Kunikida's face (wich, turns out, doesn't mean he's angry), something just... clicks. Atsushi feels so small, so helpless.
He drags himself back to the agency, fully expecting to be scolded by his superiors. To be fair, Kunikida was considering having a talk with the kid and offer to teach him what to do in future cases, but he decides to postpone the talk after finding a definetly regressed Atsushi hiding in the cleaning cupboard, panicking and thinking he'll be punished again. How does the ADA handle the boy in such fragile state? Well, it may be up to your interpretation!
- @sierrathelilypad ( i missed writing to you so much (*Β΄οΎβ`*) )
OMG HI YAY. The health stuff really sucks and I hope youβre feeling better :( BUT THE REST OF THIS IS GREAT????? This NEEDS to be a fanfic Ough I love thisβ¦
Little Atsushi + CG ADA
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Atsushi was so happy to be with the agency. So so happy! It was great. He had a purpose in life, people to support him, he shouldnβt complain right? But it was just soβ¦ Stressful. Sometimes. Just sometimes! He truly really mostly enjoyed it most of the time! Todayβ¦ Not so much. Heβd totally messed up on the mission. The target got away, now someone else would end up hurt because heβd messed up. And Kunikida looked so madβ¦ He was pretty sure that Kunikida wouldnβt physically hurt him as a punishment. But something like extra paperwork didnβt feel sufficient. Because obviously he needed some kind of punishmentβ¦ Heβd messed up after all
Kunikida drove them back to the agency, he was muttering stuff about the case, trying to figure out how to fix Atsushiβs mistake. Atsushi just stayed silent, leaning against the window and trying not to cry. Everything felt so overwhelming. It was a familiar feeling. But he didnβt want to be a baby and throw a temper tantrum in front of Kunikida. Especially not right after heβd messed up so badβ¦ So he just watched the clouds roll past. Looking out the window made him oblivious to the worried glances Kunikida kept giving him as well
The car ride felt like it lasted forever. But eventually they made it back to the agency! Atsushi was quick to scurry inside, muttering something about going to his desk. And he did! Forβ¦ Like a second. It felt like everyone was glaring at him though. It made his skin crawl. And soβ¦ He went down a hallway. Just to get away. His heart was beating in his ears and his head hurt and he just wanted to cry. He couldnβt be seen like thisβ¦ A closet. The cleaning closet. There wasβ¦ Room in there. Right? He crawled inside and curled himself up. Safe. No one could see him in hereβ¦ He had to shut the door, so it was dark, but he could see really well in the dark so it was okβ¦
He tried to just calm down. To get ready to go back out to his desk. To do his work. To face his punishment. Butβ¦ Instead Atsushi just finds himself crying. He bites down on his hand, between his thumb and his wrist, to muffle his sobs, hugging his knees so tightly to his chest he almost couldnβt breathe. Why was he doing this? Why now? It wasβ¦ Hard to keep track of time. But before too long the door opened and light flooded the room. His tears momentarily stopped as he processed his shock at the brightness. But when he looked upβ¦ Kunikida was standing there βAtsushi? Are you alright?β
Kunikida was there. Kunikida was right there. The tears started back up as Atsushi frantically wiped at his face. He was gonna get in trouble. And get hurt. And punished. And- A hand rested on his shoulder and he looked up to see that Kunikida was crouched down in front of him βAtsushi. Youβll be alright. You should calm down though. Tell me, can you tell me 5 things you can see?β Thisβ¦ Felt familiar. He knew what this was. Right? All that processed was that he was making Kunikida deal with thisβ¦ And he felt badβ¦ The least he could do was answer that question right?
Atsushi looked around the tiny closet skeptically, looking for things to say βYouβ¦ Uhβ¦ Spray. A mop. Thereβsβ¦ Thereβs a buckeβ andβ¦ Uhmβ¦ The door?β As he listed each item he counted them off on his fingers, double, triple checking he had five before holding his hand up to show Kunikida. He did it! That was harder than heβd thoughtβ¦ There really wasnβt a whole lot in hereβ¦ That was kinda the point though so it was alright
Kunikida smiled at him! But was it fake? Or forcedβ¦ Both seemed likely. But it still felt nice when Kunikida said βYes thatβs five. You did a very good jobβ Kunikida continued to talk him through the rest of the exercise, counting them down through each sense, praising Atsushi each step of the way. By the time they finished the tears were gone, though Atsushi still seemed nervous and on edge, still curled up in his little ball
Kunikida gave a small squeeze to Atsushiβs shoulder where his hand was still resting βAre you feeling at all better now?β Atsushi slowly nodded, rolling his lip between his teeth. Kunikida nodded, letting them sit in silence for a moment, giving Atsushi room to breathe, before speaking up βWould you like to come back out to the office? Itβs not very comfortable in here. I donβt think thereβs any work thatβs very pressing at the moment so you can just sit at your deskβ Sit at his desk? But not work? That just made him look useless! Wellβ¦ He looked pretty useless in here too didnβt he?
So Atsushi decided to nod, moving to stand up. His legs felt kinda wobblyβ¦ And standing up was a little dizzying? It was strange. He was used to nausea from hunger, but this wasnβt like that. It just feltβ¦ Wrong. He was viewing everything from to high up. He just needed to move faster to go sit downβ¦ So he kept his head down as him and Kunikida moved to his desk. Leaving him unaware of Kunikida waving Ranpo over to them, he was just so relieved to be able to sit down. Walking felt really hard
When he finally looked up Ranpo was standing next to Kunikida, lollipop in his mouth and head cocked to the side. When did he get there..? βHow are you feeling kid?β The correct answer to that wasβ¦ Bad. Right? Heβd just been crying and stuffβ¦ But he didnβt feel so bad now. Ranpo calling him kid was echoing through his head. It was nice. It felt fuzzy and warm, clogged his throat right up. He nodded in response. Nodding meant yesβ¦ And yes was a positive answerβ¦ And positive meant goodβ¦ Obviously. Right? Luckily Ranpo seemed to understand, though his smile indicated he found something about it amusing
Ranpo reached out and ruffled his hair βTo tiny to talk huh? Thatβs alright. Youβre safe here. Donβt worry about stuffβ Atsushi wasβ¦ Confused. What did Ranpo mean too tiny to talk..? He just felt fuzzyβ¦ He liked the idea of being safe. Even if he didnβt totally feel safe. Ranpo turned his attention to Kunikida βMentally heβs like 4 right now. And likeeee not a real mature four year old. Seems worried youβre mad too so. Yβknow. Talk that outβ Ranpo gave Kunikida his own headpats, winking at the pair before backing away to his desk. Kunikida seemed mildly frustrated, but more so focused on his notebook, which he was already writing stuff in
After a few seconds Kunikida closed his notebook and set it on Atsushiβs desk, slowly crouching down to be at eye level with Atsushi βI want you to know that Iβm not mad at you. You didnβt do anything wrong. There were outside factors making that mission frustrating. Not you I promiseβ Atsushi sucked in a breath, biting his bottom lip as his eyes filled with tears. Whyβ¦ Was Kunikida being so nice to him? Heβd messed upβ¦ Hesitantly. Ever so hesitantly. He held up a shaky hand with the pinky extended. Kunikida smiled and extended his own pinky, interlocking them and shaking them slightly βI promiseβ He repeated the sentiment again
For a moment Kunikida just stayed there, smiling at the boy. But Atsushi didnβt drop his hand, if anything he was clinging even tighter. Kunikidaβs fingers twitched towards his notebook, wanting to write a note about Atsushi being touch starved. He settled for a mental note instead though, slowly pulling his hand free to hold both arms out to the boy βWould you like to be carried?β Atsushi instantly turned bright red, shrinking in on himself and Kunikida felt the need to reassure him βIβm offering because I donβt mind. If I didnβt want to I wouldnβt have offeredβ That seemed to be enough to reassure Atsushi and he hesitantly nodded
Kunikida carefully reached out to grab under Atsushiβs arms and lift him up. He got Atsushi in the air easily, so easily in fact they he got distracted. Wanting to make notes to get Atsushi more food since he was clearly underweight. But he couldnβt. He needed to make meal plansβ¦ Clearly someone needed to. He settled for another mental note as Atsushi started squirming, the boy pulling his legs up to his chest midair, like a baby trying to avoid being set in grass. Kunikida brought Atsushi closer to his chest and he seemed to settle down though, more comfortable
Kunikida awkwardly stood for a few moments, cradling Atsushi to his chest unsure of what else to do. He hesitantly sat in Atsushiβs chair, this was easier on his legs. After a few more awkward minutes he decided to test his mobility. Obviously one arm was stabilizing Atsushi at all times. But his other was primarily free to move, he couldnβt reach to far, but it was enough. He opened up to a new page of his notebook and started taking notes. Starting a chart to track Atsushiβs mental age, making note of what kinds of protein Atsushi should get to help him grow to a healthy weight, then cross noting which forms of that protein could appear childish, which days would be most convenient for Atsushi to regress like this, how to divide work to put less pressure on the boyβ¦
He wrote for well over an hour, filling up three whole pages, and his handwriting was small, not to mention he hasnβt even had time to research yetβ¦ But writing things out gave him a guide. Something to stabilize his knowledge. Glancing down at Atsushi he found the boy fast asleep and smiled, he looked calm now. He turned back to the desk to survey the mess of paperwork, most of it appeared to be Dazaiβsβ¦ He aimed a glare at his bandaged partner only to find Dazai snickering and taking pictures of them. Kunikida only sighed and started on the papers, starting to settle into a new normal. One that would help Atsushi
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βCG ADAβ I woke up and just decided to lie didnβt I? Uhh. Thereβs CG Ranpo and CG Dazai. Like. If you squint. Yβknow. Sorry guys I just love CG Kunikida (α΅βα΄β)
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Atsushi would be pretty bad at playing pretend. I imagine he didn't have many toys or friends to play with growing up, so if now he's given the opportunity to play with someone or something he'll feel awkward and won't really know what to do
Caregiver Chuuya with little Atsushi perhaps? I think Chuuya is a super great caregiver but Atsushi would just be so nervous the first time none of the ADA is able to help, and Chuuya's called in for an extra helping hand. Poor baby would feel like such a bother :(
HI THIS IS AN ABSOLUTELY CORRECT OPINION AND I LOVE IT. I hope you donβt mind that I made it into a fanfic not headcanons (α΅βα΄β)
Caregiver Chuuya + Little Atsushi
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Everything was chaotic at the agency. They had gotten a new top priority mission and everything was loud and overwhelming and Atsushi wanted to cry. Actuallyβ¦ Yeah no he already was crying. He needed to be doing paperwork, making himself useful. He tried to focus, he really did, but the words on the page were all blurryβ¦ A tear fell and hit the paper, causing Atsushi to whimper and lean back wiping at his eyes. He couldnβt do this. He needed a safe place. He neededβ¦ Needed to get away. Atsushi crawled out of his seat and onto the floor, curling up under his desk. His desk muffled all the noise a little bit, plus when he was hidden from view it felt saferβ¦
It wasnβt too long before Ranpo peaked his head under the desk, squatting down to look at Atsushi βWell there you are! Come here budβ Atsushi was quick to comply, barreling into the detective with such force that Ranpo let out a little grunt. Ranpo just chuckled though and wrapped his arms around the weretiger, rubbing his back to soothe him. After a few seconds Atsushi had calmed down to just sniffing and Ranpo pulled back βSee? Youβre alright. Hereβ Ranpo pulled out a lollipop and opened it, placing it right in Atsushiβs mouth for him before standing up and extending a hand βCome on, letβs find someone to watch you ok?β
Atsushi stood up and took Ranpoβs hand, following the detective quietly as Ranpo guided him to the first person he could find, Dazai. And Dazai was actually workingβ¦ Things really were busy then huh? Ranpo addressed Dazai βLookie who I found~ A little tiger cub who shouldnβt be on his own! Thoughts?β Dazai looked up from his work to study Atsushi, who was squirming uncomfortably at Dazaiβs gaze. He was being an inconvenience wasnβt he? Thatβs not what he wantedβ¦ He could just take care of himself. He tried backing away but Ranpo kept a hold on him
Dazai smiled gently at him βWhy hello there little Atsushi! Oh how I would adore to play with you at the momentβ¦ This big grown up stuff is awfulβ Dazai pouted as he reached a hand out towards Atsushi, giving the weretiger a moment to sniff him before patting the boy on the head lightly. As Atsushi started nuzzling into his hand Dazai shifted his attention to Ranpo βI can get someone! Let me go make a call then Iβll take the cub from youβ Dazai stuck his tongue out to make a funny face before stepping into the hallway to make his call. After a few minutes Dazai came back in and took Atsushiβs hand, guiding the boy into a clumsy twirl to disconnect him from Ranpo
Dazai occupied Atsushi by hugging the boy and rubbing his back while he finished talking to Ranpo. Once Ranpo walked away though Dazai led Atsushi to the agencies small kitchen area βWork is so busy that theyβre even making me and Ranpo work! Thatβs super mean isnβt it?β Atsushi nodded slightly, heβd finished his lollipop from Ranpo and was now just chewing on the stick. As Dazai talked he was moving around the kitchen, grabbing a sippy cup with kitty cats on it and filling it with some nice cold peach juice from the fridge. Dazai turned to Atsushi and glanced at the lollipop stick βCan you open your mouth?β Atsushi opened his mouth revealing the slightly chewed up stick which Dazai took and threw out before handing Atsushi the sippy cup
Dazai led him back to the main office and lightly played with him for a bit, a few minutes later though yelling could be heard beyond the door and Dazai perked up. The door slammed open and in walked a short redhead wearing a hat. It wasβ¦ Nakahara? Chuuya Nakahara. Right? Atsushi had never actually met him beforeβ¦ And he was loud βWhy the hell did you call me here? Are you just wasting my damn time?β He looked angryβ¦ Atsushi tried shrinking in on himself, hiding behind Dazai. Chuuya glanced at him, seeming confused for a moment, then slightly calmer. His frustration was only targeted at Dazai but Atsushi was far to anxious to realize that
Dazai however seemed absolutely gleeful, yes he was keeping tabs on Atsushi, however annoying Chuuya was a pretty high priority βWhy look itβs Chuuya! Still waiting on that growth spurt Slug? Here Atsushiβ¦ You can call this guy Chibi! Get it? Cause heβs so tiny?β Atsushi wasnβt having much reaction to Dazaiβs icebreaker attempts. He was too scared and confused to joke around. He carefully reached out for a plushy to hug to his body, trying to keep himself calm. But calm felt pretty impossibleβ¦
Chuuya seemed beyond exasperated as he rubbed his temples, trying and failing to block out Dazaiβs nonsense βWould you shut the hell up? Godβ¦ Just go. I can figure it outβ Dazai pouted and opened his mouth to surely spout more nonsense but Chuuya cut him off βI donβt need to be here. I can just leaveβ Dazai pouted and sighed in complaint, standing up and turning to face Atsushi. The poor boy was on the verge of tears, chewing on his teddy bears ear and shaking a bit. Dazai grabbed a teether to swap for the poor teddy bear
Dazai patted Atsushi on the head, ruffling the boys hair a little bit βAlright. Mr. Chibi here is gonna watch you ok? If you really need someone you can give us a call, but weβre gonna be pretty busy ok? So try to just do that for an emergencyβ¦ Itβs just like a playdate! Itβll be fun! Be a good boy now ok?β Atsushi whimpered softly but nodded, clinging to his teddy bear tight enough his knuckles went white. This was scary. And he didnβt want this. Butβ¦ But Dazai left. And now he was just left along with Chuuya. The scary mafioso that heβd never talked to once
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Chuuya ran a hand down his face, annoyed and trying to process the situation. Heβd had a day off for once. Dazai knew that and just had to ruin it. And now he was stuck taking care of this Atsushi kid, who his only knowledge about came from Akutagawaβs complaints. And the kid was also an age regressor. Which wasnβt really a problem but he hadnβt gotten time to discuss boundaries or anything like that. First upβ¦ He needed to make the kid comfortable, so stop yelling and swearing. A much easier task without the walking headache of a man in the room
Chuuya moved closer to Atsushi and held his hand out like you would to a stray animal, Atsushi started inspecting it so he started talking βYouβre alright kid. I know. Iβm not exactly the one who usually takes care of you. But that doesnβt mean itβs a bad thing eh? Iβm not gonna hurt you. I just wanna helpβ Atsushi pulled himself backwards, trying to gauge Chuuya, it wasnβt easyβ¦ He didnβt know this guy at all! And Chuuya could see familiar faces in this kid. He wouldβve fit in perfectly in The Sheep. Chuuyaβs demeanor softened. Yeah he could watch the dumb kid for a bitβ¦
Chuuya hummed softly as he studied the kid in front of him. Dazai briefly mentioned the kid had an age range of 3-6, but he didnβt seem to be talking muchβ¦ He noticed that he was dealing with a biter too, an important thing to take note of. Probably best to let the kid come to him a bit. He moved the juice closer to Atsushi, but then backed away βJust stay calm. Deep breaths alright? Can you tell me whatβs wrong?β Atsushi didnβt seem to be listening to him much, but that was alright. Chuuya stayed where he was, looking around the agency office. He didnβt want to stare at the kid, but he also needed to check in on him pretty constantly
After a few minutes of this silence Atsushi spoke up in a quiet voice βTheyβ¦ Lefβ me?β Atsushiβs voice wavered dangerously close to the edge of crying. And while yeah crying was an expected reaction to all this, Chuuya still wanted to avoid it. The kid didnβt deserve to cry. How was he supposed to explain this?
Chuuya shook his head βNot for good no. You kidding? Those guys love you! Sometimes stuff gets super busy and a little guy like you deserves someoneβs full attention. None of them can give you their full attention right now so they called me in! Yβknow I bet all your friends are thinking right now how much they want to come back here to youβ Atsushi looked up from his plushy seeming hopeful and Chuuya grinned at him βYup! As soon as theyβre back theyβll be real happy to take care of you themselves. Iβm not here for good alright? Just for nowβ
Atsushi took a moment to process the words, running his fingers over his plushies fur to help himself think. Chuuya patiently waited, giving the kid space and time. Eventually Atsushi let himself relax, uncurling from his weretiger ball and letting his feet dangle over the edge of the desk he was sat on. Chuuya grinned βThere we go, see? Iβm not that scary. Do you have toys you wanna play with or anything like that?β Atsushi nodded with a tiny hum, moving to stand up, he was a bit wobbly though and Chuuya quickly reached out to stabilize him βCareful kidβ¦β
Atsushi made his way over to Kyoukaβs desk and opened a drawer to pull out a coloring book and some crayons. He liked coloring with Kyouka the best, so thatβs where he kept the stuff. He went over to Chuuya to show him and Chuuya lightly ruffled his hair βGood job, how about you show me where your desk is? If you open your computer for me I can put on some cartoons for youβ Atsushi did seem to perk up a bit at this idea and started making his way to his desk. Chuuya grabbed the sippy cup, checking to make sure it still had enough juice in it. It was fine for now at least
Atsushi, with a lot of trial and error, managed to type in his password on his computer which he then turned towards Chuuya. Atsushi seemed to like animals, so Chuuya just looked for some cartoon with animals on YouTube, he found videos that had already been watched which gave him a good starting point. Chuuya then felt a tug on his sleeve and he looked over to see Atsushi who was showing him to coloring book βWanna color wiβ me? You cβn pick oneβ Atsushi started flipping through the pages showing various animals
Chuuya chuckled and pointed to a picture of a cat which Atsushi happily ripped out to give to him, then he handed over some crayons. They were able to sit in a comfortable silence as Chuuya colored in a calico kitten and Atsushi colored his picture of a puppy to be brown. Atsushi kept getting distracted by the cartoon though so it took longer than it normally wouldβve. Chuuya didnβt mind of course. After awhile he noticed that the kids sippy cup was just about empty though so he waited for the episode to end then paused it before the next one could start βYou finished all your juice, good job squirt. Wanna come with me for a refill or do you wanna stay here and keep watching?β
Atsushi seemed to very briefly consider this before reaching out and making grabby hands towards Chuuya. Chuuya chuckled and picked the kid up, activating his ability to save himself the effort and walking into the kitchen area. He found peach juice in the fridge so he refilled the sippy cup with that. After some more snooping he managed to find some cheese and crackers so he made a small plate of that too. While he was figuring out the best way to carry everything back he heard Atsushi quietly mutter βYouβre sβrongβ¦β Chuuya glanced over at him and laughed slightly, setting the snacks on the counter
Once Chuuya was only holding Atsushi he grinned and addressed the boy βIβm not just strong. Itβs magic. Wanna see?β Atsushi seemed to perk up as he nodded eagerly. Chuuya chuckled and then pushed Atsushi upwards! And let go of him! Atsushi gasped in surprise butβ¦ He wasnβt falling? He was hovering in midair. He could even touch the ceiling like this! So coolβ¦ After a bit Chuuya reached up to pull him down and hold him again, he tapped their snacks to float alongside them as he walked back out to Atsushiβs desk, setting things down carefully
Atsushi seemed happier now, which made him more at ease. He was rocking from side to side a little bit as he looked up at Chuuya βI gots magic too! Look!β Atsushi stuck his tongue out and squinted in concentration, then two ears popped up on top of his head. Chuuya chuckled softly as Atsushi pointed to them in excitement βSee? Tiger ears!β Chuuya reached up to ruffle the boys hair a bit, making sure to gently scratch behind the fluffy ears as well. Which Atsushi seemed to enjoy if his gentle purring was anything to go off of
Chuuya chuckled quietly again to himself βGood job kiddo! Thatβs so cool!β Chuuya grabbed the teddy bear from earlier and made it float with his ability βWhatβs this little guys name?β Atsushi proudly informed him that the bear was named βStuffyβ and Chuuya studied it βWellβ¦ You seemed to enjoy flying earlier, what if you got to fly with Stuffy here?β Atsushi gasped in excitement and nodded enthusiastically. Chuuya tapped him on the head with a chuckle, sending Atsushi upwards along with Stuffy
Chuuya messed around with Atsushi and gravity for a bit, aiming to keep the kid active so heβd tire himself out. Then he brought Atsushi down for snacks and more cartoons. After a few episodes Atsushi fell asleep, curled up on himself, and he managed to stay sound asleep until the rest of the Agency members were able to come back. At the first sight of anyone being back Chuuya stood up to head out, not wanting an irritating encounter with Dazai. The yelling could wake up the kid. Though on his way out he did momentarily stop Kunikida βKids asleep. If you need someone to watch him again Iβm hereβ
Chuuya adjusted his hat as he walked out, flipping off Dazai as they passed each other but not bothering to engage a dialogue. As he walked out the doors he heard Kunikida saying βWhy was there a mafia executive in our office. I want an explanation nowβ Did they not communicate at all? What a dysfunctional associationβ¦ It seemed nice though. Chuuya grinned to himself as he returned back to his own life
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This fic is also on ao3!
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I. Donβt really love this? I started writing headcanons but they read more like a story so I was like. Yeah ok Iβll just write a fanfic then- But idk? Iβd love to hear peopleβs thoughts. Something I want to say that I forgot to mention so far. I donβt want requests for fanfictions, that feels overwhelming to me and itβll lead me to just shut down, if you have any idea you think would be good as a fanfic, send it to me not wording it like a request! Worst case scenario Iβll answer with simple thoughts and we can chat, best case scenario, if I donβt answer it within a few days itβs likely being made into something :3 And I just randomly decide to turn some requests into fanfictions if I feel itβll read better that way idk
Also! I got my spending plan back on track for PJSK! Challenge shows are my savior I swear I made like 3k today
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@daily-atsushi-hcs (I had to take some nights to develop the situation I was thinking about. I'm not even kidding. That and a few ADHD meds to be able to focused enough to write... -w- )
This one can be about Atsushi's first time fully regressing around his coworkers, and it is set before the Headmaster's death, but also after the events that lead Kyouka joining the ADA.
Atsushi has C-PTSD, and I don't think it's a far stretch to say he does hallucinate ocasionally, and it almost aways happen when he's already stressed or tired. I tend to imagine that most of them are auditive hallucinations and they tend to be more annoying than trauma-related. Like the whisteling of wind, inconclusive and barely audible whispers or noises that seem really far away... Atsushi has grown accostumed to them and most of the time puts the blame on Byakko's sharp hearing.
But of course, sometimes they can be scary. Atsushi's focused on something and suddenly there's a bang of an object falling to the ground. He's a bit stardled but looks around the floor to find said object, only to be met with nothing. (And, of course, after Ranpo whitnessed some of Atsushi's reactions during worktime, he already has a hunch of what could be happening. But so far, the kid seems to be handling them well enough for Ranpo to see needed any type of intervention. Oh well, everyone's a bit fucked up in the head in this agency!)
Kunikida and Dazai had been given a case and, seeing that Atsushi is Dazai's subordinate, he was asked to also participate in it. It was nothing too wild, it really wasnβt. A rogue ability user who liked to leak government information to anyone who could pay enough. Although no one had been and probably won't be in immediate danger, the detectives needed to deal with the case as quickly as possible by Goverment orders. What came out of that? Three days of constant work, barely any sleep, four days of confusing bureacracy and a shit ton of written paperwork.
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On the first night after the criminal's capture, Atsushi couldn't wait to lay in bed as early as possible and finally sleep properly after having to use up all of his energy for 3 days in a row. Alas, life didn't want to be easy it seems, because he barely fell asleep during those noctornal hours. His brain played on repeat random statements and information about the case, making it impossible for him to fully relax and enter a deep slumber.
Nonetheless in the morning there Atsushi was, starting his work hours at the agency just a bit earlier than normal, tired, stressed, yet forcing himself to act like the complete opposite. He gave Kunikida a cheery good morning when his mentor's partner handed him the final bits of paperwork assigned to his name. He sat on his desk and opened his laptop. He tried his best to put his mind to work and forget all those nagging feelings creeping up his spine and knotting around his brain.
The clock pointed towards 10 am when Dazai and Kunikida both got startled by a scared Atsushi. The boy jumped up from his seat in fright, the chair rolling straight to the wall. He heard him calling. He heard that man calling his name. β¦ Did he find him? Did the Headmaster track him down? Why- why would he? Why is he here? β¦ Atsushi frantically looked around, looking for someone who wasn't there at all. His body, already on its daily dose of caffeine, made him irrational. While his mind thought about every possibility, his heart pumped oxigenated blood 4 times more than it should need. Every part- no, every cell of Atsushi's being was on instant alert.
"Atsushi." God, that voice terrified him. Where is he? Why is he doing this?.
"Atsushi... are you alright?" Now, why would he care? No- no, of course. It's a trick question, he'll hurt him either way.
"Atsushi?"
A hand touches his shoulder and his skin burns as if it was red-hot metal scorching his flesh. The world felt cold, his mind became foggy, furthering Atsushi into a prey-like mindset that screamed at every neuron, every brain connection of his worthless body, "get away! Run. Run".
Dazai's hand got slapped away by the white haired boy, who, while loudly hyperventilating, had just locked himself into the currently unused meeting room. The entire work staff stayed silent. Even Ranpo stopped munching on sweets while everything happened, now half-regretting to have never warned anyone earlier about Atsushi's problem.
Before taking any action, Kunikida glanced at Dazai, lips pressed shut like they always do whenever these sensitive situations came around. He sighs, fixes his glasses, and turns around to follow the scared boy's escape route.
Turns out Atsushi didn't really lock the door (Kunikida is relieved to say the least). What he did do was pull one of the mobile chairs behind it. It served no purpose, as Kunikida easily pushed the door open, passing through the chair's barrier without problem.
Atsushi had practically glued himself in an unused corner of the room. His side and back completely touched the wall while small and rapid breaths puffed through his lips and cold sweat slowly formed around his face. His hands, trambling with no stop, still managed to grip and hug the rest of his body in a poor attempt of self-comfort.
The scene felt strangely uncanny to Kunikida, how he just witnessed such an amount of panic surge out of nowhere and manifest so quietly. This type of response couldnβt be formed naturally, and Kunikida knew the basics of Atsushiβs traumatic life. It churned his stomach to think about the man who imposed this onto Atsushiβs mind, no kid deserves that treatment. Atsushi cried silently, he couldn't even afford sobbing with too much force because that, too, got punished away from him during his childhood.
The idealist's heart broke into two. He didn't yet understand what had happened and what triggered Atsushi to panic so much, nonetheless the last thing he wishes to do is to exacerbate his subordinate's fear. Kunikida knelt down two meters away from him, not daring to make any sudden movement or noise. "Atsushi-kun, itβs Kunikida." He says with a toned down and calm voice. One that meant safeness β at least that's what he wished it to portray.
A bit of tenseness followed by a slightly uncluching of his fingers and a high pitched whine is what the older observed. Good, it means that Atsushi is somewhat present and hearing me. At the same moment, Dazai slithers inside the room β if it weren't for Kunikida's experiences with dealing with his partner's antics, he wouldn't have been able to hear him.β The brunette also sat on the ground, only a few meters away from Kunikida, wanting to give Atsushi a bit more privacy.
"Atsushi-kun, can you look at me? What's happening?" The man continues
Yellow and purple eyes meet his own. Atsushi turns to grip his knees instead of hugging his own torso. "h-heard him,, callin- my.my name." His voice, tiny and fragile, quivered.
"Who?-"
His question is interrupted.
"Atsushi-kun, he's not here." Dazai affirms, scooting over a bit more closer. "I promise you, really!, I checked!" Kunikida witness a rare sight: Dazai, filling his words with care. He's even smiling βand it's not a smug smile! This one's genuine, it really felt safe.
Both are met with a pair of teary eyes staring at them. Atsushi's still hidden, but, "...promis'?"
"Mhm!", Dazai smiles yet again while Kunikida is looking at both of them in awe.
The tiger slowly uncurls his legs and arms and rubs his eyes. He's putting all of his trust in Dazai's words, because⦠he wouldn't lie to him, right? He can trust him! Atsushi's train of thought stops with a hand showing up in front of him. It's Kunikida's, and he looks like he's trying to invite Atsushi to a hug. The younger, after analyzing the older's face in search of assurance, clumsily takes his hand and scoots to his side. A comforting heavy arm welcomes him and lays itself on his shoulders, his hand making circles on his upper arm.
Kunikida wants so many answers. He's so confused! But no matter, right now isn't the time. While Atsushi made himself comfortable in his hug, Dazai had gone out of the room yet again. What was he doing? β acrually, scratch that. How did he know what to say to calm Atsushi down so quickly? If one thing's right, is that Kunikida knows Dazai as the most emotionally closed off person ever, but his previous action contradicted that belief.
Kunikida eventually decides to leave his questions to the side. He still feels Atsushi lightly trembling on his side. That panic attack must have taken a lot on his body... He ends up wrapping his arm around him with a bit more pressure and watches with the corner of his eyes the tired boy laying his head on his own chest.
Soon the brunette enters the room for the second time, and Kunikida swears there's a hint of a proud smile on the bastard's face. Dazai held the folded throw blanket that usually stays at the office's sofa on one arm and some beverages with his other. "Brought some things" he almost whispers, "thought they could maybe help." He proceeds to kneel directly in front of Atsushi and hand him a small juice box β one that Kunikida remembers seeing in the fridge with Ranpo's name on. Oh. These two had talked before about this! That's why Dazai's handling this so perfectly...
Atsushi glazes at the juice box, biting the inside of his cheeks, and then looks to Dazai, like he's asking if that's for him. Dazai, of course, hands the juice a bit closer to him, a silent "yes". The white haired boy grabs the box with both hands, and Dazai changes his attention to Kunikida by turning to his side and grabbing his cellphone. Kunikida furrows with confusion while Dazai types away on his phone until he eventually turns the screen to him and sees the notes app open, with stuff written on it:
"I have my theories that Atsushi-kun may have heard his Headmaster's voice today, and that's why i said that to him (seeing that it calmed him down, i'm now pretty sure i'm correct!) (oβ§β½γ)o
Anyway..."
Before Kunikida could even scowl, Dazai turns his phone back at himself again, types a bit more, and shows it to him one more time:
"Because of that, Atsushi-kun seems to have age regressed."
"Age regres-...?β
Kunikida's confusion is stopped by Dazaiβs voice, "Do you want some help, Atsushi-kun?" he asks. And that's when the blond turns his head to see Atsushi still fumbling with the plastic straw and trying to open the juice box with a lot of frustration present on his facial expression.
Age regression, from what Kunikida remembers, is a behavior usually present in trauma survivors... in which, looking back now, Atsushi perfectly falls over. He feels the want to blame himself, it never passed through Kunikida's mind how Atsushi could react with his very obvious PTSD... what if this isn't the first time the younger have regressed in his presence without Kunikida noticing? What if he didn't feel safe back then? Surely it can't be good for him to feel more afraid in these moments, how irresponsible was heβ¦.
"Kunikida-kunnn. Stop using that head of yours!" His partner's whine takes him out of his head. He then notices that Dazai had already helped Atsushi out, and now the kid was happily sipping on his juice box, still holding it with both hands. βWhy donβt you hand that blanket to Atsushi-kun, hm?~ What do you think, βsushi boy? I got that one blanket that you like.β
Come to think of it, Atsushi had been feeling kinda cold βtil now. Dazai-sanβs so smart, he even knew what my favorite blanket is! βblanket, yesβ¦ pleasββ he affirms, though in the back of his mind, itβs starting to bug Atsushi how mushy everythingβs feeling. But Dazai and Kunikida-san havenβt said anything strange, so maybe thatβs alright..?
Kunikida smiles and drops the blanket on the younger oneβs shoulders, who now visibly relaxes and lets go of the remaining anxiety that was still residing in his muscles β now everything that rests in Atsushi is only its consequential exhaustion. βYou knowβ¦ Atsushi-kun, what do you think about resting for a bit in the break room?β He would suggest Atsushi going back to his dorm for the day, but it doesnβt feel right leaving the boy alone right now.
βThatβs perfect! I can make you company, Atsushi-kun! Canβt have our office kitty being all alone like that, huh?β Dazai barges in. No doubt he cares about Atsushi, but yet again heβs still taking opportunities to get away from paperwork! Kunikida doesnβt verbally intervene, but he does judge Dazai with a frowny side eye.
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Atsushiβs white hair sprawled across Dazaiβs lap. The kid had immediately laid his head on the olderβs thigh when they sat at the sofa. Reluctantly, Dazai runs his fingers through the white strands, the comparison between a catβs fur and Atsushiβs hair can almost be unnoticeable.
Atsushi looks so peaceful like thisβ¦ Dazai knows itβs ironic, but sometimes all he wants to see is his menteeβs abuser suffer. Of course, he himself would deserve the same fate in that case. His mafia persona became the image of an abuser quickly after Mori-san put him in upper ranks. Dazai got off on making his subordinates' life hell...
...He wonders if heβs really that different from that orphanage director.
βHey, donβt you see Atsushi-kun biting himself? Donβt let him do that!β Kunikidaβs quiet but harsh voice makes Dazai come to his senses again while he makes his way into the breakroom. Dazai looked down and saw Atsushi half nibbling /half sucking on his fingers while sleeping. The scene was utterly adorable, but unfortunately also not good for him.
Dazai cooβs at the younger while gently taking the fingers out of his mouth βOur office kitty is having the best sleep I seeβ he whispers to himself, βbut you can hurt yourself like this, Sushi-chan~β
βIβve already explained the situation to the boss. He said he understands and that we are to ask for help if case needed.β Kunikida opens some cabinets and analyzes what they have in there to work with. βRanpo-san and I will go out to restock some supplies and look for some things that can help Atsushi-kunβ¦ I suppose a teether will do good.β He says, after seeing Dazai still fighting to not let Atsushi chew his fingers again.
The room gets silent and filled with the want of answers between the detectives . βHey, Dazaiβ¦ howβ¦- I mean, how did you know what to do?, back when Atsushi was panicking?β Kunikida was basically aware of what age regressing meant. During his many years as detectives, he had seen a lot of stuff happen, a lot of tragedies too. But he never thought Dazai, of all people, would know how to react so naturally to Atsushiβs fragile mind. Or, come to think of it, maybe Kunikida just hadnβt thought too much. Dazai always dedicated more to his work performance whenever children were involved. Smiling to them, making them feel as safe as the situation lets themβ¦ Kunikida can now recall one time the agency was on a rescue mission to find a kidnapped girl. From the moment they found her until the moment it was time to let her go back to her guardians, Dazai entertained her, stayed by her side, even going as far as handing her his coat whenever she had panic attacks. Kunikida erroneously attributed that to Dazai trying to free himself from work, now he understands he had the wrong vision about his partner.
Dazai doesnβt make the effort to meet Kunukidaβs eyes, still preferring to analyze Atsushiβs peaceful sleeping. His lips curve in a melancholic smile, βIβve had my years of experience. Wasnβt Kunikida-kun aware that I was a primary school teacher before coming here?β That smile rapidly turned into a smug with Dazai now turning his head to his partner with a questioning tilt.
βdumbass! Thereβs no way your bandaged idiot head was a teacher!!β Exasperated, he makes his way back out to the door. βIβm going out now. Donβt even think about doing something funny while I'm gone!β Kunikida only hears snickering when he closes the breakroom door.
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The sun had made its halfway mark in the sky when Kunikida came back with bags of groceries and bentΕs for the three of them, since they still hadnβt had lunch. He got Atsushi a karaage sando assuming he wouldnβt have much of an appetite for other βcomplicatedβ meals, but as for him and Dazai, the simple tamagoyaki combination would do.
Upon stepping inside of the breakroom, Kunikida sees both Atsushi and Dazai still snoozing off, and while Atsushi has a decent head support using Dazaiβs tight as a makeshift pillow, Dazai has no head nor neck support. He somehow fell asleep with his head uncomfortably leaning backwards onto the sofaβs back. The blond sighs, putting everything down on the counter. Dazai will wake up aching and Kunikida just knows it will somehow be his problem tomorrowβ¦
βKβnida-san?β Atsushiβs groggy voice catches his attention.
He turns around and sees Atsushi sitting up, leaning onto his arm as support while rubbing his eye with his other fist. βHi Atsushi-kun. Did you have a good nap?β
He gains a βmhmβ as an answer. ββZai-san fell βsleep tooβ¦β
βIβll wake him up soon, itβs okay.β He starts to go around putting every new grocery in its desired place, pausing for a second to ask Atsushi βweβll have lunch in a minute, kid. β¦ Do you need help to go to the bathroom while I wake Dazai up?β
The younger fumbles a bit and yawns. βMnoβ¦ βcan go aloneβ. Atsushi gets up and starts walking to the bathroom, and Kunikida canβt help himself to not find it adorable how his hair is so disheveled from all of Dazaiβs petting.
Kunikida takes the time to wake his partner up, and he does it by gracefully throwing a throw pillow at his chest (one could say heβs using it accordingly).
When Atsushi comes back, Dazai is saying outloud all of his plans to annoy Kunikida as much as possible in the next week. The boy hides his mouth under his hands in an attempt to hide his laughter, putting salt inside sugar packets? Varnishing all of Kunikida pencil tips? Dazaiβs mindβs so silly! βSee, Kunikida? Sushi-chan agrees with me!β Dazai exclaims, only making Atsushi laugh even more.
Before they sat down to eat, Kunikida still helped Atsushi better clean his hands, because he noticed his motor function had also become wobbly, like one of a child. But after that, all of them could finally sit down and eat. (Kunikida still made the effort to cut Atsushiβs sandwich in smaller pieces, just to make sure)
β-β
With their hunger crushed and their thirst quenched, Kunikida made the decision to stay with Atsushi while Dazai had to accompany Ranpo to a case. Already predicting that Atsushi could get bored, he had bought some things that could help.
Atsushi was back on the sofa, sitting straight but slouched down on a pillow. He tapped his foot to the ground continuously while Kunikida sat beside the low table with a laptop open. The kid was getting very bothered by not having anything to do yet he still kept quiet, and that too contributed to Kunikida's dread about Atsushiβs past. He didnβt let himself focus too much on the dread, after all Atsushi started biting his fingers again.
Kunikida gets up, grabs something and also one of the plastic bags from earlier and sits next to Atsushi, who had watched every movement of his until then. βHere, I have something for you, kid.β
He hands Atsushi a silicone toy, it had a handle and pretty colors. Atsushi, intrigued, analyzes every bit of it. βFfβ me.?β
βYes. You can chew on it instead of your hands, so you donβt hurt your selfβ
Maybe just giving Atsushi only that toy would be sufficient to keep him entertained for some hours, nonetheless Kunikida offers another thing: a children's coloring book and a pack of crayons. βYou can sit next to me if you want, itβll be easier to color at the table.β
Atsushiβs eyes have a glimpse of light Kunikida had seen before, and he soon could pinpoint from when. The brat bore the same expression when Dazai had found him starving near the river and made Kunikida buy him food.
...Now he canβt thank the universe enough for having needed to spend almost β of his salary that day. And he would do it again.
In fact, he will do it again, only preferably this time not that much money in such a short time, but Kunikida made up his mind. Heβll accommodate Atsushi and take care of him. Itβs the least he could do, and if Atsushiβs mind decided that sometimes regressing is the best choice, then this is his chance to give Atsushi a second, better, childhood.
ββ CAGESOULIC β when you gender is related to or directly influenced by the deltarune prophecy, "A Cage With Human Parts and Soul." up to the user what that means exactly.
ββ REQUESTED BY ANON. if this was done already consider this an fun second prophecy try
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