Im Thinking Beast! Dazai And Aizawa

y'all went so crazy that no one paid attention to this-

a "midwife" you say... tch. such a foolish word. a wife could never be mid. all women are epic

Tänään kaveri kysyi, että miksi käytän usein sanasta "raha" termiä "rahet". Se katsoi mua kuin mielipuolta kun koitin selittää, että nuoruudessani katsoin videon nimeltä "AKUN KAKKA ONKLEMA XDDDDDD" liian monta kertaa ja "rahe" tulee niin vahvasti mun selkärangasta että en edes huomaa käyttäväni sitä termiä.

Saanko vajota johonki maanrakoon niinku just nyt

Early relationship Dazai coming home to find Chuuya already asleep in bed and being overcome with fondness.

Dazai sneaking into the bed, carefully maneuvering his way in-between Chuuya's arms and snuggling up to his chest, feeling secure in his arms. Being held is something he wants but isn't brave enough to ask for yet.

Him doing this several times. It doesn't happen often that Chuuya is already asleep, but when it does, Dazai doesn't pass up the opportunity. Chuuya asks why Dazai doesn't wake him when he gets in, but Dazai never says the real reason.

One time he does this and as he's settling against the warmth of Chuuya's skin, he feels the sensation of fingers brushing through his hair.

Chuuya was awake and he'd said nothing as Dazai had crept onto the bed and pulled his arms around him. Nothing as Dazai had pressed his face against his chest and let out an obvious contented sigh. Nothing as he'd tried to make himself smaller to fit closer to the comforting safety of Chuuya's body.

He tenses as Chuuya laughs softly. "This what you've been doing?"

"No," He replies, too embarrassed to think of any of his normal witty comebacks to save him now.

But Chuuya doesn't make fun of him or push him away. He's not repulsed by this display of vulnerability like the darker thoughts of Dazai's mind would have had him believe.

Instead he nestles closer to Dazai, wrapping his arms around him, securing him against his chest. He presses a kiss to the top of Dazai's head and mumbles, "Could've just asked."

From that day on Dazai doesn't ask, because he doesn't need to, when he comes home Chuuya welcomes him into his arms.

(New Dramatic Dazai side effect unlocked: Now he has no problem theatrically draping himself across Chuuya with a whole "woe is me" speech prepared when he's not been given enough attention.)

Bonding over their unadulterated hatred for Osamu Dazai's existence

<3

TW: kinda gory??

Watched Pet Sementary (1989) and decided to bring back my Zombiezai concept and give him a zombie cat :P

i hate these idiots

ᡣ𐭩 MID DAY NAPS WITH DAZAI!

FEATURING: dazai osamu

SUMMARY: dazai does not nap. he hardly sleeps in general. so how is it that he's dozing off in your lap like this? you're a witch, he's decided. there's no other logical explanation. (wordcount: 800ish; sfw; fem!reader, mentions of alcohol & sleeping pills)

AUTHOR'S NOTES: very short & sweet but i toldddd you guys that i had a dazai nap time drabble in the works. i love my naps, so that means i obviously have to do nap time with all of the favs. perhaps i'll do jouno next. or maybe there's someone u guys want.

Dazai doesn’t sleep well. He never has, and he’s certain he never will. The only time he can manage to get some semblance of sleep is when he’s taken a few too many sleeping pills or he’s drank himself to oblivion. It’s unfortunate, but it’s a fact of life, and he thinks that he’d prefer to stay sleepless anyway if it means he can avoid the memories that plague his dreams.

Dazai can simply not remember when the last time he willingly slept was, which is why he’s so confused now, head resting in your lap, eyes heavy as he looks up at you. He can hardly hold them open, he can feel himself falling asleep and he’s alarmed because he does not sleep unless his body is drugged, drunk or dying.

“What kind of spell have you placed on me, bella?” Dazai says through a yawn—he yawned???

“What do you mean?” you ask quietly, fingers still carding gently through his hair as you look down at him, brows furrowed. 

He wants to reach up and rub out the wrinkle between your eyebrows but his arm feels too heavy. A part of him wonders if he’s dying, but he supposes if this is how he’s meant to go out—laying in your lap with your fingers brushing through his hair, staring up at your pretty face beneath the afternoon sun—then he couldn’t ask for a better death.

“‘m falling asleep,” he murmurs, and his voice slurs a bit over the words. His eyes feel even heavier, drooping shut as he tilts his head to the side to make himself comfortable on your lap. 

You giggle lightly, and Dazai swears the sound is angelic. “‘cause you’re so sleepy, obviously,” you say, a teasing lilt to your tone as you bring your freehand to his face to trace his cheekbone.

“I don’t sleep,” he protests weakly, leaning into your touch. 

He thinks that before he met you, he might not have ever experienced a gentle touch in his entire life, and now he simply cannot go without them. He craves them at every waking moment and gets severely distressed when he cannot obtain them. But only if they’re from you—the thought of anyone else touching him the way you do makes his skin crawl. Your touches make him feel vulnerable in a way that’s dangerous, and you’re the only person he trusts enough to see him that way.

“Everyone sleeps, silly,” you disagree softly, and Dazai wants to protest, to tell you how significant this is, but he can’t find the words. His mind feels muddled and hazy as exhaustion creeps through his bones and claws at his chest.

He supposes he doesn’t really need to tell you anyway, you probably already know—you always know somehow. You can always figure out when he’s having one of his bad days, no matter how hard he tries to hide it from everyone. You can always tell when he needs a break from everything, even when he tries to mask it with smiles and jokes. You can always tell when he’s sick of playing the role of a clown to make people overlook all of his faults and darkness, and you’re always there to be an escape for him. 

It used to be scary—he’s never had someone that could pick through all of his masks to see through his emotional state, his real one. A part of him wonders if it’s somehow a secret part of your ability but he knows it’s a ridiculous thought, because there’s no explanation for how you can do it whenever he’s laid up in your arms or draped all over you, which is 99% of the time he’s with you.

It used to be scary (emphasis on the past tense) but now, he thinks it might be a bit comforting to know that you’re always there and you know what he needs even when he himself doesn’t know. You’re like a buoy in the middle of a raging sea, a lighthouse shining through the dark. he hasn’t had someone he could genuinely rely on in… a long time, and even then…

Dazai lets out a puff of air, eyes finally sliding shut as he all but melts into you with your hand cupping the side of his face and your thumb caressing his cheek and your nails gently scraping his scalp. He thinks he might be in heaven—he doesn’t know what he’s done to deserve it, to deserve you, but he’s a selfish bastard at heart and he’ll be damned if he ever lets you go. 

The last thing he feels is your lips ghosting his temple before he finally dozes off. He sleeps peacefully for the first time he can remember. 

When They Leave On A Long Mission

Characters: Chuuya, Beast!Dazai

Warnings/Spoilers: Minor Beast novel spoilers(?)

- Chuuya often leaves on missions lasting anything from 2 weeks to 6 months

- In this time, Chuuya will always deliver letters, Messages, and even ship bottles of his cologne to your shared house

- He also left his coat although it lost his scent after the first 2 weeks which hes aware of hence the cologne (though its not the same without him)

- After the month mark its quite obvious that Chuuya starts to miss you

- Longer calling times, more face times, more letters sent to you, more gifts being delivered

- Anything because he misses you so much

- Asks for photos of you ever day just to see you

- By three months Chuuya becomes a little more sad, almost as if he’s accepted you won’t be there in a while

- His mood is more dull when your not there, he’s ruder to his subordinates and itching to kill the targets

- When hes finally back in your arms all he wants to do is cuddle, embracing your scent, and relaxing

- Chuuya also enjoys a nice bath together with a glass of wine

- Beast!Dazai might have to leave often due to a mission overseas that he must attend to

- Or even a meeting overseas

- Usually, he’ll take you with him to stay in the hotel

- At most he’ll leave you for a week

- During that week you have 2 people assisting you to get you things, food, whatever you want

- You have access to his card so you can order anything to the hotel room on another floor (which is one of your assistants, who will then bring it up to your room for saftey reasons)

- Calls you ever night to ensure your safe, also just to hear you before you head to sleep

- These calls usually last forever, he’ll be getting ready to kill people while you’re talking about your day and about to sleep

- Only hangs up once you’ve fallen asleep, occasionally if he isn’t working that night he will keep calling until morning, then you’re awake for him too

- Dazai would never tell anyone but he misses you - and is worried for your safety too

- But when you finally reunite he’s glad your okay, oh and his arms aren’t leaving you for a while

- After such a “long” trip he needs his recharge cuddles