14 Works by borderlinepoe
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“If I didn't want to be here I wouldn't. There's just a lot of loud drunks in here.”
Dazai takes his turn to chime in and steer his torment from Kunikida to reference some stranger, “Oh, no, there's quiet ones here too.” In typical Dazai fashion, the tone of his voice indicates he knows something the rest don't. Ranpo follows Dazai's line of sight to be met with intensely fixed eyes looking straight at Ranpo from the shadows.
His gaze isn’t a pretty one. Ranpo scans the stranger up and down, a mischievous smile spreading wide on his face when the stranger notices Ranpo looking back and quickly averts his eyes, demeanor shifting from antagonistic to avoidant.
"Looks like he should be at a goth club."
Ranpo can recall the last time roughly six years ago when he was this excited at the sight of, or really the mere presence of someone else, like it was fresh in his mind. The first and last time it felt like the world stopped when he was in the company of someone else. Everything is warm, so warm, inside and out, and he finds a feeling he has been yearning for again for years.
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and now, I'll lay down in my favorite place by borderlinepoe
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
05 Dec 2024
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Dazai has nearly giddily sunk down to low, low levels before in attempts to follow through with this act the two perform every spare moment, and he's never a man to back down from a challenge. There's an ubiquitous euphoria in going to the edge, any extreme that either of the two are willing to extend to. There's a saving grace on nights like these, however, when Chuuya takes hold and Dazai surrenders, it's the only time either of them could. If there's an ounce of vulnerability to take hold of and take advantage of, they take it in stride.
It's a blur, a riveting, despairing blur of Chuuya guiding his mutt to rut into him however they would like, one hand tightly gripping the leash that had been attached to Dazai's leather collar, he doesn't quite remember when that appeared. He's digging his fingers into Chuuya's hips in a rough hold, likely to leave marks to be seen.
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Dazai interrupts him, predicting that the conversation would go nowhere if he didn't intervene, "What's your name?"
The kid's face sours when Dazai interrupts him, as if he could look any more pissed off, and he answers, "Why should I tell you?" He does tell him, though, immediately. "It's Nakahara Chuuya." So much for his bitter quip.
Chuuya. Dazai liked the sound of his name, it had a nice ring in his ears. "Dazai. I'm Dazai Osamu."
As easy as it is to rile Chuuya up, it's even harder for Dazai to resist doing in the first place. There's something in the way he's unapologetically expressive, even if it's his mostly dramatic temperament. Dazai's always taken an interest in the reactions of other people, content to sit on the sidelines observing them from a disconnected plane. There's something he just doesn't get, something he wants to understand through the way Chuuya fascinates him more than the rest of the individuals he's met.
(through the seasons -> a chemical reaction)
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Ranpo had a delayed reaction at first, jerking the swing to a stop and holding his hand tight. He looked around for a second before spotting the kid whose hair it landed in. That one didn't surprise Ranpo.
He watched the still child reach a hand up to grab the sucker and raggedy ponytail they had in their hair, but the candy wouldn't budge from the looks of unsuccessful tugging.
Ranpo began to feel uneasy when he saw the kid tug harder, rip out a few pieces of hair, flail their hands, and drop a notebook that had been secured against the kid's chest. It was only when he heard screaming and saw tears from under a mop of hair covering the face otherwise, that Ranpo didn't know what to do.
___unfinished multi-chapter fic from last year, posted as a one-shot instead
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"They make shapes?”
Dazai squints his eyes against the darkness before a look of recognition forms on his face. “Constellations.”
“Con– constellations.” The word falls messily off of Sigma’s tongue. “Yes, those, thank you. I know a few by their shape, the um– the spoon one?”
Their face flushed, thoughts race through Sigma's head while they curl inwards on themself, but those thoughts are quieted when Dazai's flurry of giggles dies down. “It's called The Big Dipper. There's the Little Dipper too, connected to the North Star.” A confused expression must be visible upon Sigma's features because Dazai continues on, “The very bright one, that you use for navigation.”
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Day 4 of Sigzai Week 2023: MOODY, INDOORS, family, BEVERAGE
She almost wants to say no when Dazai offers up the idea for the two to go out and see Christmas lights. Sigma, bundled under the massive lump of the comforter and electric blanket she hogs from her boyfriend, only blinks at him when he proposes it.
In the silence, Dazai turns around to face her, “Well, how does it sound?” There's a wide smile on his face that Sigma can't help scowl at. She would usually appreciate his chipper attitude, as irritating as it could be it was endearing, but today she didn't have the patience.
“Awful,” is the short response she fires at him. She hugs her arms around herself, burying herself further into the security of her blankets.
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The thing above Dazai strains to make a sound, but it comes out stilted, barely more than an incomprehensible mess. Dazai stares up in wonder, mouth slightly agape as he scans the creature's face. They look more human than he would have predicted, nothing apart from some amphibian-like features. What looks like more bulbous, fish-like eyes than Dazai's own, dilated with adrenaline. Sharp nails and sharp teeth fit for killing indicates that the creature is a predator, Dazai notes. Useful for further examination. Other factors like scales, a tail, cement the truth in his mind, and the fact that a true-to-life mermaid is on top of him. If he should even call them that.
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Chuuya wakes up in severe pain, Sigma and Dazai help him.
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Taking their hand in his own, and snaking one arm around their waist to pull them close, Edgar smiles affectionately, "Darling, I do believe you'll survive waiting another hour or so. Patience is a wonderful virtue, you know."
Ranpo squeezes his hand with light pressure, enough to keep it trapped as they bump against him, "I'm not stupid, I know it will take that long, I don't care about virtue, I want one already."
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Away from the world and in the kitchen, Ranpo and Poe bake cinnamon rolls together.
(day 1+2, kissing/handholding and domestic)
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Chuuya goes into heat and uses Dazai as more of a sex toy than anything else so he can get bred
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Dazai and Chuuya smoke a blunt then fuck twice, that's it.
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Chuuya aims to get a reaction from Dazai.
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the most beautiful fish in the ocean by borderlinepoe
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
15 Feb 2023
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Dazai crouches down next to Chuuya, xyr hand still in his, and he moves his other hand around as he talks on, "It's because of the copper. Humans have iron-based hemoglobin, which gives it the red color. Instead, crabs have copper-based hemocyanin which makes it blue. Hemocyanin is also found in some mollusks, and other arthropods. Some more, of course, but I don't know all of them."
Chuuya is thankful he is able to make out Dazai's quick explanation. "That's really cool. I did know horseshoe crabs had blue blood, I wasn't aware of the others, though."
"Fascinating, right?"
Chuuya smiles at the childish excitement written on Dazai's face. It's nice to see, what he assumes and hopes to be, a half or more genuine expression of content and joy from Dazai. "Of course."
Or Dazai and Chuuya go on an aquarium date. After ice cream.
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i want to hold you close (skin pressed against me tight) by borderlinepoe
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
05 Jan 2023
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Poe drinks Ranpo's blood, that's really it