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Take Me Back To The Night We Met by Mushroomfields
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
26 May 2023
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Atsushi could feel the panic starting to bubble within him, the brief flicker of relief upon first seeing Dazai thoroughly rethought and overruled in his rising alarm for what exactly was happening. It might be Dazai who Atsushi was currently in the presence of, but he got the distinct and dreaded feeling that it wasn’t any Dazai he knew. The signs were unmissable, given the abrupt youth to his appearance, the startlingly cold gaze he had pinned on Atsushi that Dazai had never so much as gotten close to watching him like before, and that aura of his.
“Who are you?”
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Via an unknown time travelling ability, Atsushi gets sent five years into the past where he lands straight onto mafia territory and right into the hands of an 18 year old, Demon Prodigy Dazai. Until Atsushi can get back to his correct time, he’s now stuck with four mafiosos to help him hide his identity in not risking revealing it to anymore people before his time. And it starts with being wound up living with Dazai for his safety.
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He wanted to put this image on a canvas, to immortalize this beautiful being. But Dazai would not be able to do him justice; nobody could, for that matter.
Nakajima Atsushi was the very embodiment of art.(or, through Hawaii and art, two friends become something more.)
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“They say you kill everything you touch.”
Nakajima’s surprise doesn’t last. He had heard this before. “Really? What else do they say?”
That you are ugly, is the answer that Dazai thought of, but he didn’t want to stroke the other God’s ego. Though it looked like there wasn’t much of an ego to stroke.
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- Part 3 of dazatsu AUs
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Zero.
A number etched onto Dazai's wrist like a tattoo he'd regret the day after getting it. A small black oval that reminds him that he doesn't belong amongst others.
It's not supposed to be like this - permanent, unchanging, pathetically low. This number supposedly reflects compatibility two people have. Should two people join hands, the same number appears on their wrists. The most prominent number is thirty, people seeing eye-to-eye. They say middle forties is enough for a healthy friendship, and seventy is what most consider a fair compatibility for a happy marriage. Anything above eighty is rare, kindred souls who can hardly part from each other. A hundred is the highest it can be. Soulmates, destined for each other by fate.
All Dazai has ever gotten is a zero.
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What A Lovely 'Couple' We Make! by PastelNetwork for Venelona
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
04 Jul 2026
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"Dazai?" he asks hesitantly.
"Hm?"
"I was scent marking you, wasn't I?"
For a moment Dazai simply looks at him. Then one bandaged hand reaches across the small space between their desks and wraps gently around Atsushi's wrist.
Immediately, Atsushi's attention shifts.
Cherries and whiskey. Plums and rainwater. The scents mingle together effortlessly until he can barely tell where one ends and the other begins. The combination settles something deep inside him. His shoulders loosen. The lingering tension beneath his skin melts away.
Safe.
The thought arrives without warning.
If he closed his eyes right now, if he rested his head on his desk and drifted off to sleep, he knows Dazai would stay. He knows Dazai would make sure nothing happened to him.
"Yep," Dazai says easily. "Just some scent marking."
(Or: After presenting as an omega, Atsushi learns how to be an omega, how to share heats safely, and how to navigate his ever growing feelings for Dazai who also happens to be an omega.)