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A Chronicle of Dazai's Variably Successful Plots to Tempt Chuuya Towards the Light by Anonymous
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
12 May 2023
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The Port Mafia wears everyone down over time, one way or another. It's all consuming, eating away at even the most strong of heart, and Chuuya is no exception, no matter how much he might like to tell himself otherwise. The more that the people he calls family are struck down around him, the more tired he becomes.
And Dazai can't keep lying awake at night, wondering when the darkness will take his partner somewhere he can't reach. So he comes up with a plan, one which is absolutely levelheaded and definitely not stupid beyond belief.
Clearly, the only solution is for Dazai to seduce Chuuya into joining the Agency!
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20 Jul 2026
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fyodor runs a strip club and invites dazai and chuuya to one of the private rooms if ykwim wink wink
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20 Jul 2026
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Fyodor has always been interested in what Dazai's blood tastes like. With Dazai's consent he drinks the brunettes blood with a silver chalice.
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19 Jul 2026
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If Dazai assumes the role of the matches and the fuel—provoking the curiosity of this man in the first place—then the stranger himself is the blazing fire. Dazai would like to touch it, to feel it lick his fingertips and stain them soot-black, to feel the burn and be reminded that he is alive, that there is something more than darkened, water-logged waiting rooms and the stink of apathy that cloaks him like a shroud.
Dazai would like to know more about him. Dazai is tired of being bored. He is tired, mostly, of waiting.
He smiles, and puts a bandaged hand out in front of him.
"Dazai. Osamu Dazai."
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dazai, fyodor, at a bar
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19 Jul 2026
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It was disgusting what proximity could do to a person, absolutely disgusting how if brought close enough together you'd see the curves of another's body, see the pores on their skin and the scars that did not hide too well under their sleeves.
It was disgusting, Fyodor to reminded himself.
"Would you have taken me?", Dazai asked with uncharacteristic candor. His honey-brown eyes expressed an emotion in a language that Fyodor was all too familiar with.
"Of course. I'm not a fool." His answer carried conviction he wasn't aware he could provide. Then again, all his answers changed when Dazai asked the questions.
Dazai didn't say anything. He was probably trying to see where the boundary between them lay, or if there was one at all.
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Locked in Merusault, Dazai and Fyodor's conversations grow more intimate: the boy with the mind of steel gets roam in the lands of pretend godhood.
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19 Jul 2026