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I didn't fall in love (I rose in it) by blue_wonderer
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
23 Mar 2024
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Dazai finds an angel dressed in a Sailor Venus outfit on a high-rise rooftop in Yokohama.
“You’re beautiful,” he says to the boy lying face-up in a thick bed of snow. The freezing night air has leeched color from his skin except for the strawberry-red splotching the underside of his exposed limbs and the purple-blue staining his fingertips.
“Would you do me the honor of committing suicide with me?”
Spectacular heterochromia saturates Dazai’s world, and all he can think is, burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.
His angel with firework eyes shrugs thin shoulders, all bone white and blue like a bruised moon, and wearily sighs,
“Yeah, sure. Why not?”
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Dazai and Atsushi meet, dance, rob a department store, and jump off the bridge together. Not necessarily in that order.
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Nakajima Atsushi is starving and done with the apocalypse. He’s seen terrible things, but nothing prepared him for a man singing and dancing in the ruins of civilization like he’s in a Broadway musical.
That should’ve been his cue to run.
But now the zombies are coming, and apparently this crazy person might be his only escape...
Or.
“Wait,” Dazai said casually, as he followed Atsushi, “there’s a horde coming from the east. You’ll run straight into them.”
Atsushi stopped and glanced over his shoulder with narrowed eyes. “How do you know that?”
“Because I let them out of a prison building.” Dazai shrugged.
Atsushi could do nothing but stare at him in pure shock.
“You did what?!”
“I needed a distraction…” The brunet spread his arms, “…or company… It’s hard to tell sometimes which one I need more these days.”
“Why would you… what the fuck is wrong with you?!” Atsushi pulled on his hair, frustrated.
“They were bored,” Dazai whined like a child, “I was bored.”
Atsushi stared at him, wide-eyed.
Dazai wasn’t bothered by this at all, as Atsushi saw, because the next moment his lips curved into a wicked smile, “…but now I have you, so I don’t need them.”
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“Oh my God,” Nikolai gasps into the phone, because he can’t let there be a pause, because—“you’re killing yourselves and you didn’t even invite me!?”
“Not really,” Fyodor says, almost diplomatic, “it’s more like practice.”
“Roleplay, if you will,” Dazai adds enthusiastically, from what must be the bathtub, “but like, irl. And with the potential to get rushed to the hospital.”
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01 Jul 2024
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one of the best things ever nothing really compares
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“I found a new method recently!” Dazai cheerily announces, light with the knowledge that Fyodor won’t mind.
“Oh?” There’s a smile in Fyodor’s voice. “Pray tell?”
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He’s thought about it before. If he just reached inside, dug his hands in and pulled on the fringes of the collective unconscious, he could bring Akechi back. Could even bring back Isshiki Wakaba, Okumura Kunikazu, and the rest of them if he felt so inclined. He knows he could even if he’s never tried, the power pulsing through his blood, making his fingers twitch. It wouldn’t even be particularly hard. And it wouldn’t have to stop there; if Yaldabaoth could manipulate the masses and Maruki could alter reality to his whim, Akira could do any of those things, and more.
(Turns out, shooting a couple gods in the face makes you something of a god yourself.)
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18 Jun 2026