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✦ YŪSHŌ-SHA ... MEANING PRIZEWINNER. OSAMU DAZAI ⁽ 太宰治 ⁾ OF DISTRICT FOUR, VICTOR OF THE 68ᵗʰ ANNUAL HUNGER GAMES. ADJACENT TO @NINKAKU, ADAPTED HERE FOR THE WORLD OF SUZANNE COLLINS' THE HUNGER GAMES. AFFILIATED WITH @70WON, @SUNPERSISTS, @0DAIR.

CARRD. PROMPTS. SPOTIFY.

#✦ SONG: BLACK SWAN (DRAMATIC VIOLIN).

70won

𝘝𝘐𝘊𝘛𝘖𝘙 𝘚𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘠 𝘖𝘕𝘌. a independent & selective portrayal of johanna mason from suzanne collin's the hunger games franchise. mixed media and headcanon based. as mentored by ruba ( she/her, 29 ).

#YUH. 🫵

itagakimizuki

YOKOHAMA RYUSEI as Kosaka Ren WAKATTEITEMO: THE SHAPES OF LOVE (2024)

#VISAGE.#yeah ..... look at him

bllakcat

DISGUST SWIRLS WITHIN JADE HUES, : SHARP EYES OF THE FELINE FATALE SCAN THE CROWD. it is the same thing every year ; everything so glamorous at the start, something to blind contestants with. to show that this is the life. ALL LIES. the rot is deep, &. one doesn't even need sharp senses to detect it. ... many have approached already, compliment the diamond-like presence, dressed in elegance! carefully crafted smiles given, glossed blacks effortlessly curl &. let them see what she wants them to. some blatantly ignored, some sent away with words that charm, lull oneself into thinking something else. IDIOTS, EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM. claws itch, yet the predator must remain dressed as a house-cat ; this game was one that required patience.

@ninkaku : " so how do you like the party? "

A FAMILIAR VOICE COMES, : GLIDING TO HER SIDE WITH THAT SIMILAR GRACE SHE CARRIES HERSELF WITH. one with the shadows. she doesn't look, not quite yet. ... ❝ oh yeah, i am loving every second of it, ❞ silver-tongue dresses sarcasm into something that sounds like angelic melody. ❝ just like the year before, and the one before that, and the one, ... you get the deal. ❞ she adds, a vague gesture made with a flick of her wrist. INSTEAD OF SONGBIRDS, THERE ARE SNAKES IN THE TREES. the cat knows her way around them, &. to add, they have a language of their own. ... she holds the drink that has yet to be graced with black lipstick, but gaze tilts towards him now. ❝ so, ... found anything worth your time? ❞

yusosha

birds in a cage of their own making, they're a murder in their flocking to one another, clipped wings and wired rostrums making it near impossible to dream of escape. dazai's escort peers through the wall of extravagant colour to catch a glimpse of him, shoulders slumping in muted relief as her gaze rests against their forms, before she once again begins animated chatter with the other guests in attendance. the last escort to lose sight of him paid with his eyes, if he wasn't using them for their intended purpose. where felicia at first refuses to allow him the warmth of her gaze, he gently bumps their shoulders, nodding with the same exasperated sentiment he feels, but cares not to voice.

he wipes lipstick from his chin from an earlier, yet uneventful escapade, and smears the sticky pad of his thumb against his dress shirt, uncaring for the mess. auburns flickering over her stylists choice of dress, then out to the crowd with a breath held in his lungs, eyes unblinking his obvious boredom. “ nothing here is worth my time. ” it's not a celebration nor an announcement, just another of the festivals of grandeur that they, as figures of great public attention, are forced to attend if the invitation should be extended. to refuse would be an outrage, though one quietly kept by the capitolites in hushed whispers, and a risky miscalculation of their individuality that they have thus been stripped of the moment they stepped over the threshold of the capitol. ah ... but then, “ aside from you, that is. ” tone drawls somewhat sweetly, coming again to meet her gaze slowly, pressed lips turning upwards at their corners. he sighs then, deep and so desperately forlorn. “ i'd compliment your dress, but i think everyone here has already beaten me to it ... and i hate to follow the trends. ”

#bllakcat #ARC: 02.#yeah.

just so u know what dazai is like .. <3 uhh warning for a violence and gore. like in this scene the other person (if ur not familiar w bsd) was completely shocked by this behaviour. dazai is entirely manipulative and allows people to believe he's weak until it works to his advantage to prove that he isn't. he's agile and quick and aims just to HURT and cause as much damage as possible

#he def did this to someone in his games. or after ... post tour in private quarters or something ... away from the public eye #but it was rumoured perhaps though never proven so everyone was like <3 he would never #i fuck w it being within his games though. RUUUTHLESS to someone to hurt him :p

@sunpersists, “ i know you can take care of yourself. i’m just not sure you will. ”

thirteen is dust and confinement, tight walls and circulated air that leaves him suffocating. the capitol is now a battlefield, as though it had ever been regarded as anything else to their kind, and peeta is soon to touch its treacherous ground. here, dazai is not privy to the decision making of the rebellion's leaders, though it would be believed that more than one serves the cause, he knows the truth - tyranny is recognisable in smell alone, tinging the air with iron and smoke ... and it lingers only on one. she sends him now and dazai thinks to see for himself just how her mind works. the pieces fall into place for him quickly. the outfit adorned looks slightly out of place on his approach towards peeta, not suited for war. lips twitching though never giving any such indication of his dissatisfaction for it, even now so careful not show too much that of which he values most: emotion, or its lack thereof.

what can he say but, “ take care. ” a warning, if nothing else. the gentle lift of his shoulder, passive enough. at the returned sentiment he ducks his head, allowing the upward twitch of his lips to linger with the quiet laugh shared between them. “ not really my style. ” he lifts his hand in gesture to the walls encasing them beneath ground, as good as the grave they have been denied thus far. “ if it all falls to pieces up there, spare a thought for those of us left to the rubble though, will you ? ”

#sunpersists #ARC: 04.#yeah. yeah ... god

dazai posts bcs why not

#so real #the first one is dazai as a mentor ... rip

his carrd is live btw 🤭 affiliates come to me. let’s be affiliated

#i need to tweak things but for now it’s good

@70th, “ can you stop trying to make this worse ? ”

he can't expect his allyship to be well received, the measures he takes to ensure his own safety, folded hands in his lap and shaking shoulders. words of unity echo in the back of his mind and sit with the bile in his throat, yet he speaks them and considers himself disgracing the memory of the friend who died holding onto the belief that they could be better. torture of his own design, failing to be touched by that of the capitol's peacekeepers. back in confinement, he thinks its annie's voice he hears through the walls. something distant of home he knows he shouldn't become used to. unsure who else is alive, it could just be the two of them. maybe they're showing his televised reels to inform the rest of them how to act. peeta's too, dazai has seen them. crossed his path on the way to the stage doors for another round of rallying. he can't be sure, as his allies in the capitol can't reach him here to tell him who else is left alive and he relies only on gossip shared when he behaves. it stands that they were never a joined force in their companionship - winning does not equate to even ground, nothing similar connected all seventy - four them but that of a crackled announcement and canon fire. even as invisible golden string connects him to the rebellion, a golden earring pierced through his lobe, a pin on his lapels, dazai plays the part of the pitiful refugee and conjures tears of salt and faux anguish that glisten under the lights of the stage set for his interviews. “ worse ? that's funny. ” he speaks just loud enough, forehead tipped to the wall. on his next words, placating tone lilts them upwards. “ aren't we all playing the same side, here ? ”

#70th #ARC: 03.#idk what this is truly BUT i had a vision #im imagining sometimes victors would go days without hearing each other ... kept sometimes in different areas for prolonged #periods of time ...#who knows.....if this doesnt work lmk :p #some of them wld probs have the privilege of knowing others were alive but i also feel they wld have wanted to spark feelings of betrayal #to further crush that feeling of allyship between victors by making it look like they were aiding the capitol. ie. peeta and dazais #interviews up until peeta gives his warning

with the setting of panem in a future north america allowing for a diverse and mixed racial landscape, with the potential for various ethnic groups to be represented in the districts ... for name purposes, dazai prefers to be called by his surname, i'm unsure what societal traditions may have been kept for some ethnicities, but he introduces himself this way and advises that he prefers dazai to his given name, osamu - but that doesn't mean capitolites don't drawl it around him and think they're exempt from his preferences.

#META.#he has to be like :) *everything is on fire* this is fine #friends/those he's close with may later be able to call him osamu but its subject to his personal preferences with those people #its also why he's referred to as yūshō-sha amongst certain groups as an homage to a language and culture that may have been almost entirely #extinguished to make room for the capitol and their version of culture which. is almost definitely probably a mix of stolen cultures as #society is TODAY. let alone so far into the future #people say that the spanish language survived #so i like to think in some areas japanese may have survived maybe even just in passing words and phrases that #become integral to them as the games come into play #like “yūshō-sha” meaning prizewinner. it makes sense he would be called that #anyway. people are like #“this is osamu” and dazai is like “dazai :)))))))”

fishooks

` his sullen expression is mirrored back with something maternal, her eyes soft and searching. “how’re you holding up, @yusosha?” question articulated with a soothing lull, low and grounded – reliable. “i’d say it gets easier … but that’d be a lie.” 🐚

yusosha

for all the commendation the capitol bestows on victors who return to its walls to scribe the next names upon gravestones, there is little pride to be taken in it. to be both shepherd and slaughter. this he learns quickly, watching the parade below with calculated gaze, sizing the other districts against their own tributes. seven he finds, looks all too promising. it's his eighteenth year, the first as a mentor. one of their own is older than he was before his own victory, and yet ... “ they're so young. ” thought spoken by mistake. gaze tears away to settle against her a deadened stare, auburn on fire beneath the glimmering lights. he has no answer to her question but to offer his own. “ did we all look like that ? ”

#fishooks #ARC: 03.#man. dear gawd ... i figure that the 71st wld be his first yr mentoring #thank u for this .. im in pain but thank u

ohisms

↪ 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑬𝑽𝑰𝑳 𝑰𝑵 𝑴𝑬 . ( a series of sentence starters from the 2022 supermassive game “ the devil in me ” . adjust phrasing as necessary . spoilers & mature themes are present . )

i bet you can see a hundred miles from the top .

you mean you’re not weary of me after an entire day of marriage ?

are we the only ones here ?

that’s no way to run a business .

that’s my [ name ] , always finding that silver lining .

my attention was needed elsewhere .

i promise from here on out , it will be nothing but silver linings .

today is a very special day for us .

i’m starting to think i’ve gone & married a thrill seeker .

are we looking for excitement ?

see what happens when you chase a thrill ?

if you’ll excuse me , i have work to return to .

i’m sure we’ll see each other again soon .

this feels like some sort of treacherous plot .

close your eyes , & face the mirror .

aren’t you clever & romantic ?

don’t fight it … it’ll only hurt more if you do .

you’re only prolonging the inevitable .

what have you done ?!

you’re wasting your last chance to tell him that you love him .

it’s so good to have company . for a long time , i was on my own .

i can barely recall a time when i was not here .

what good are stories without someone to experience them ?

art can elicit all sorts of reactions .

you’re responsible for what happens . you’re culpable .

i can’t interfere , that’s very much against the rules .

it’s tough being honest when it means everyone just thinks you’re a bitch .

i’m sick of being on my own .

it’s a fucking mess , to be honest with you .

i think we’ve heard quite enough .

i was born with the devil in me .

i could not help the fact that i was a murderer any more than a poet can help the inspiration to sing .

just being dead ain’t enough to stop me from killing again .

actually , it’s what i can do for you .

do you know where we’re going , exactly ?

it was 100% your fault . you fly by the seat of your ass .

was this part of the plan ? did you know about this ?

i figured we needed all the help we could get .

downtime ? why would you want to do that ?

i’ve got a lot going on at the moment , [ name ] .

you got any family you can go bother ?

‘ married to the job ’ … how’s that marriage working out ?

we agreed to let that drop for the weekend .

sorry for giving you a hard time .

christ , what the hell is that ?

it’s gonna be okay , it’s all gonna be okay .

i’ll explain everything later .

are you sure ? ‘cos you don’t seem sure .

i’m charming , & you can hotwire your way past security .

hey , can i ask you something & get a straight answer ?

shh , get down !

this is ridiculous , there’s nothing out here .

i heard you were looking for a new place .

if i wanted to go on nature hikes , i wouldn’t have moved to the city .

you can do it . eyes forward , don’t look down .

you always knew how to get me through the shit , didn’t you ?

maybe this won’t be a waste of a weekend .

i told you this was a good plan , didn’t i ?

you’ve been out & about all day , & i have to sit here worrying . gone all day , & not a word from you !

i don’t think we’re the only ones here .

this is my don’t be scared song , sing it & i won’t be scared long !

scream if you need me for anything .

something about this place makes me wanna use the buddy system .

you talk in your sleep … not sure if i ever told you that .

you’re cute when you’re worked up .

cute ? … you think i’m cute ?

i try to pretend like it isn’t a thing , you know .

if my cheeks are red , it’s from this wine .

sorry . didn’t mean to make you feel weird .

i’m fucking with you , i’ve been wanting to kiss you for months .

sorry , did i interrupt something ?

i can’t find my room & i need a fucking cigarette .

i’m not stressed , okay ? do i look fucking stressed ?

this place is massive , surely there’s a pack of cigarettes here .

stick with me , [ name ] , i’m going places .

[ name ] , there’s something important you have to understand .

no , come on , you piece of shit … don’t do this to me !

i’m supposed to buy “ nothing ” is eating up at you ?

i still think your priorities are fucked .

what about taking a huge risk & just DO something ?

are you trying to butter me up ?

we don’t need to rehash stuff , let’s just work .

you’re only asking me ‘cos your arms are too short for a good selfie angle .

maybe we should just add this topic to our “ discussion no - fly zone ” list .

shit , that scared the fuck out of me .

at some point , you have to give up the ghost .

you’ve been doing your research , haven’t you ?

are you taking a survey or trying to learn something ?

would it kill you to be direct ?

you want to know what inspired me ? as if i wasn’t the original ?

you look amazing , as usual .

i heard enough , thank you , i know what betrayal sounds like .

i’m not blind , i know what i saw .

this could work to our advantage .

am i the only one that’s getting really freaked out by this place ?

can you stop trying to make this worse ?

don’t come crying to me if you end up dead .

choices , [ name ] , make better choices .

this is your own damn fault .

it’s all about the honey trap .

you bring me some smokes ? like i asked ?

that’s what i remember most . those screams .

you’ll never really know how it feels to watch the fire burn out of somebody .

thanks for that stuff you said at dinner . it was nice to hear .

we’re all on the same side , sometimes we forget .

get me out of here ! i can’t see a thing !

count your breaths . one, two, three, in …

how very rude , not to stay for dinner .

i can only observe , & it can be … frustrating to watch .

in some ways , i envy you .

something is very not right here .

i’ve been waiting on you for ages to actually make a decision about something , anything , & now this is when you suddenly choose to take a stand ?

your delusions make for such great plans .

would it kill you to think positively just once ?

it’s not even the worst idea i’ve had this evening .

don’t go patting yourself on the back , i still think your priorities are fucked .

i can care about more than one thing at a time .

working this job has made me really understand what a sociopath is .

you always assume the worst .

help me ! please – please , i’ll do anything !

maybe you’re right , but you don’t need to be an asshole about it .

i guess i was holding out for things to change with us .

i have never once shied away from telling you where my priorities were .

i have to live with it every day & now someone knows .

someone WANTED me to find this .

you have to get the fuck out ANY way you can . just get the FUCK OUT !

are you losing your shit ? ‘cos i don’t need that right now .

maybe we just focus on one thing at a time .

[ name ] … i found a way out , maybe .

i don’t know what i was expecting .

what the fuck is this ?

[ name ] , what are you doing ? just stay back .

no way this is happening .

it’s gotta be fake … a prop , or from … an animal or something .

it can be difficult working with someone you’ve been involved with .

i think we can bust through this thing .

i’ve had enough of this shit , what the hell is going on ?

the walls are moving again .

i’m not a fuckin’ lab rat here for your amusement !

don’t look at me like that . you know i’m right . you get it .

you got to do something that matters .

think of the most profound thing you’ve ever done .

i see the gleam in your eye , [ name ] . you can’t fool me .

there … there you are . i see you now .

bare hands can feel good , huh ? but the blade makes for such a prettier picture .

how far down does it go ?

there’s blood everywhere , & … & a body .

one of us is going to have to be bait .

you could use that as a weapon if need be .

what an excruciating way to go .

people can surprise you sometimes .

as always , i’ll be watching very closely .

hurry the fuck up !

it’s a forest , it could be anything .

can you not freak me out even more than i already am ?

i wasn’t expecting you .

you’re a selfish monster … always have been .

predictable little shit , i know you .

[ name ] ! i thought i lost you .

all good things must come to an end .

can you find your own way out ?

i have no doubt we’ll meet again in the future .

#PROMPTS.#yeah :p

one of the worst things is that post rebellion nobody wins ... the victors will never escape what was done to them, the districts will never escape what they were put through, capitolites will have to live with the memory of their complacency in murdering children for their own entertainment if they ever even understand the gravity of it all

#i just think of the remaining victors like man. you freed everyone else but at what cost #robbed of your childhood. robbed of almost the rest of your life if you can ever dream to recover to some semblance of normalcy #but a normalcy that is stained with horror and panic at even the smallest things #man. fuck this shit #like the victors purge took 52 lives. what the fawk #i could be mean and have dazai die in that but wheres the fun. he outlives even mori and gets to rub it in his face #flipping off his grave like fuck you old man. fuck you so bad #gets to reside and rebuild what he can #thinkin of odasaku ... man. i also just thought in those fucked up “chad (thirteen) stop this isnt us.....” interviews they wld probably as #him to talk about odasaku. who is most likely killed for “rebel activity” tht was most likely made up by mori to clear him from #dazai's path but it only fuelled him. like having to talk about him in a derogatory way and denounce their friendship to gain trust and #play the part of the victor they spared. FUCK THIS

as im finalising things, dazai is the victor of the 68th annual hunger games, had just turned 15 a month prior (weep with me), so by the events of the 74th annual hunger games he's 21, by the quarter quell 22-23 and so on and so forth

#yaur ... think i got it #the math was killing me honestly #it also aligns kinda w his personal timeline age wise for events that happen to him in canon #yaur.#ok #back to typing

dazai post quarter quell being kept (although separately from the victors imprisoned) and doing those stupid interviews being like "guyysss stop fighting </3" and "to the rebels hand yourselves over and all can be forgiven <3 a united panem is a beautiful panem <3" but wearing something gold in each and every interview. that is in thinking that any of the rebellion's/katniss' allies beyond the games would wear gold. i think they would. im making it so rn

#then he turns around and gets rescued w the other victors #biggest fuck you everrrr #hes in d13 kicking his feet giddily thinking about taking them all out <3 #esp mori. hes coming for him i fear #although then the last hunger games i fear wld then also have elements of dazais games #dazai hearing about one of the obstacles in the capitol being clones/mutts in the shape of those who pass by a specially made #camera that rips dna and fashions clones outta them. his feet wld no longer be kicking #hed staring dead at a wall for 3 hours i fear at the mere mention

hot blog alert ‼🔥‼

uno reverse <3

#no u !!!!!!!!

when i should be writing up his info but i keep thinking of tidbits of information such as

under the cut bcs those who aren't familiar with dazai in his canon, he is suicidal ... nothing graphic below but just a forewarning

> in his tribute parade dazai's clothes are embroidered with dried fish scales ... like thousandssss of them > mori (character in his canon, iykyk) was his gamemaker, who during the scoring gave dazai a higher score though he didn't deserve it, an as we see in tbosbas sometimes people will tinker with the games, he definitely orchestrated dazai's win to some extent or put things in place to ensure that he COULD win, because dazai (as a person who cares not whether he lives or dies in the games or beyond post - victory) is the perfect person to take under his wing if he was to win. which, when he does, mori does exactly that and for a number of years fashions dazai into the perfect protégé until he breaks free > during his presentation, instead of showcasing any particular skill, dazai instead tried to hang himself in front of the capitolites and mori. not out of any act of defiance, he just wanted to. and when unsuccessful, dazai and mori have their canon-typical conversation regarding mori asking, why is it you want to die? and dazai responding, let me ask you: is there any point to this thing we call living? and he's only 15....yikes that always makes me so sad > chuuya calling dazai "mackerel" in this verse is a little funnier considering he's from district four > dazai's games were mental torture, with tributes meeting versions of themselves in the arena that they would have to kill (in keeping with dazai's personal canon of being one of many versions of himself in different dimensions) > dazai won his games by mistake (in his view). he entered the games to experience the horrors of life and fully intended to die. in the end it was himself and sasaki, the other tribute from his district, she was also desperate to die in the arena as she couldn't face the life of a victor beyond. in the end she forced dazai to kill her, but not before the two of them fought and she ripped out his left eye. and knowing his tendencies, the games ended abruptly after his victory so that he could be rescued and stopped from causing himself harm

#more to come....some things are subject to change bcs i havent fully fleshed out his win #only that the last 2 remaining were both district four #but i think about this verse so much. im unwell about it

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