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It Was A Bad Idea (Calling You Up) by N1ghtingale
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
11 Dec 2024
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Life is unfair. Dazai would know that better than anyone. He was taught that fact the moment he could understand what words meant. The world is cruel and doesn't care what it takes from you.
He ran away from the Port Mafia in a panic, hoping that maybe he'd be allowed the happiness that had been robbed from him at such a young age. He has a new purpose now, a reason to keep moving forward. He joined the light to better himself and leave behind his past for his little Angel. An angel he would rather die for than see get hurt.
But as people like to say, it's only a matter of time before your past catches up to you. You can never truly run from your past. Everything he spent four years building starts crashing down around him quicker than he thought it would. Now he had to face his demons head-on, protect the one thing he truly cared about, keep the Armed Detective Agency out of his messy life as much as he could, and tell Chuuya to shove it where the sun didn't shine more times than he would like.
Dazai Osamu, Demon Prodigy and former Port Mafia Executive, will do anything to keep his bloody past from touching the one light in his life. He can't run away anymore, and funnily enough, that scares him.
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He didn’t even see Dazai rip the gun from Kenji’s hands, just the surprised gasp.
Oh fuck. Chuuya thought as he saw those eyes narrow familiarly. He thought he could see Akutagawa’s tremble from here.
“I’ve been very patient,” Dazai said as he trained the gun on the two of them. Atsushi’s eyes were wide as the first bullet, like thunder in the clearing, headed toward his head. Akutagawa was there in a second, eating the space.
“I’ve even been nice, but you aren’t learning.”
Dazai loses his temper in a joint training session.
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- Part 10 of Wumptober
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"We don’t need to kill,” Fukuzawa said over the com, ever calm, and Dazai heard it in his earpiece, the surety. Ranpo had a way out. Fukuzawa would have allowed it if there was no other way.
“Osamu. Shoot.” Mori’s voice crackled through and it was silence and screaming all at once—a sound he had not heard in an age. That tone, the initiation. He didn’t even breathe as his muscle twitched and fired. There’d been a head there a moment before. Now he was just looking into a skull, shattered into a million pieces.
The blood dripped down his cheek and it was so familiar, so crushingly familiar, that seeing out of both eyes was dizzying.
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- Part 14 of Wumptober
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With a loud pop, the light disappeared and Atsushi rushed forth screaming “Dazai-san!”
He didn’t expect to meet one cold amber eye, almost red in the light, and the barrel of a gun pointed at his forehead.
The man, no boy. He couldn’t be older than Atsushi himself stared back at him. The familiar bandages wove around his eye obscuring more of the boy’s body than Atsushi was used to. A grin was placed on his lips, and Atsushi noticed how similar he was dressed to a certain man with an unfortunate haircut. An all-black suit with a clearly oversized jacket hung off the boy's slim frame.
“Well, well, who do we have here? Tora? How cute,” the boy sang.
How will the ADA deal with Dark Era Dazai? Planning this to be a longer fic so get your popcorn ready
*set in the same universe as Pride and Prejudice*
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- Part 2 of The Pieces of Us
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“No fucking suicidal ideation right now.” He spat. Dazai blinked up at his with those big chocolate eyes, sending waves of irritation down Chuuya’s body.
“Aww, and here I was thinking it would make such a good story.”
“What the fuck did I expect.” At this point, Dazai was weighing the possibilities. Atsushi and the others didn’t need either of them to get the children to Ango. The Port Mafia side would already be collecting the drugs from other warehouses and taking care of the stragglers.
He tipped forward on his toes, crashing his lips into the spirited man’s. He felt Chuuya tense and, a few seconds later, a punch crushed his jaw. The pain blossomed, like a low throb in the back of his head. There was blood on his lips either from where the little shrimp had bitten him or the cut on the inside of his cheek.
It didn't matter. Dazai would get him back.
Yes, its bodyswap soukoku. Yes, expect angst, fun, and an emotional bender between Dazai and Chuuya as they come to find each other again.
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- Part 1 of The Pieces of Us