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"Chuuya," Dazai began, bringing the other's attention back to himself, his mild voice tightened a bit, "you know that I care about y-"
"No," Chuuya cut in quietly, looking somewhere lower as his hands rested in his trousers' pockets, "don't do this, for the sakes of us both."
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Dazai thought Chuuya avoided him, once he found out the truth he wished he were right.
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09 Mar 2026
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Dazai Osamu is the youngest executive in the history of the Port Mafia. Known as the Demon Prodigy, Mori’s most brilliant strategist, and the most likely successor to the throne—he had elevated the Port Mafia to new heights. Some even said his blood ran black with it.
However, all these meant nothing in front of his (ex?) boyfriend.
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07 Mar 2026
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come find me when it’s over by anatomyofacynic for Distractedkitty
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
31 Jan 2026
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“What’s your problem?” Chuuya pressed. “You drink. You swallow whatever pills the Boss throws at you like candy. But one little joint and you’re acting like a grandma.”
Dazai’s smile froze.
“Chuuya,” Albatross said lightly, pushing himself up onto his elbows. “Maybe chill.”
“What? I’m just saying,” Chuuya said. He turned back to Dazai, annoyance lighting his cheeks. “You’re the one acting like I’m about to shoot up heroin in front of a kindergarten. It’s weed. You already do every other drug under the sun.”
The words hit harder than they should have. Maybe because they were true. Maybe because they weren’t, not in the way Chuuya thought. For a heartbeat, Dazai couldn’t hear the wind or the waves. Just the pounding in his own ears.
Every other drug. Like it was a hobby. Like it was something he did for fun.
“Chuuya doesn’t know what he’s talking about,” Dazai said, voice flat.
or: Chuuya smokes for fun. Dazai takes drugs to die or because Mori tells him to. When a stupid joint on a hill turns into Dazai admitting the difference, Chuuya makes a new rule: if the Boss drugs you, you don’t go curl up alone. You come find me when it’s over.
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10 Feb 2026
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“You’ll have to rework the squadron you planned on bringing,” Mori starts off, even as he puts the report down. “Chuuya won’t be able to come along.”
Blinking, there’s only a split second of not quite surprise before a scowl makes itself known on Dazai’s face. “And why not?” He’s well aware of just how petulant he sounds, but it’s always better to play into his childishness. “What could that slug possibly be up to?”
The smile on Mori’s face is both secretive and annoying, but he maintains his mask of casual indifference. “He’ll be a bit preoccupied this week.”
“Mori-san, surely you’re not letting him slack off like some no-good teenager?” He drawls, looking for all the world like he’s bored, even as he knows the glint in his eye gives him away. “How’s he supposed to make Executive at this rate?”
“It can’t be helped,” Mori sighs, but the smile on his face is anything but put out. “He’s presenting, after all.”
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Or the story where Dazai finds out Chuuya's going into rut, and immediately makes himself Chuuya's problem (with some bumps along the way).
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02 Feb 2026
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Chuuya disregarded the wary gazes trained on him. He crossed to the bullet-ridden table, drew the documents from his suit, and dropped it onto the desk with some sort of finality.
“We’re done,” he said flatly. “I’m filing for a divorce.”
And that was how the ADA found out that Dazai wasn’t single, but taken, married, and soon to be divorced—all in one sitting.
(or skk going through a divorce and making it everyone’s problem)
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02 Feb 2026