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  1. Public Bookmark 2

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    The phone rings again.
    Once.
    Twice.
    Three times.
    Then time seems to stop as a body falls past the window.
    Dazai's arms are opened wide, welcoming death with his one un-bandaged eye closed, and a peaceful smile on his face.
    Chuuya freezes and drops his phone. It almost seems like in that short moment, Dazai's eye opened, and he was looking at him.

    OR
    Chuuya watches the man he loves most kill himself

    I love to make my favorite characters suffer, so here's Chuuya suffering lol

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    01 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 21

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    At Port Mafia Headquarters there was a corner where Kyouka used to hide, where she found traces of another boy who also used to hide from the Mafia.

    Or: moments where Kyouka learnt more about Dazai Osamu.

     

    Kyouka and Dazai parallels should be talked about more please!

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    17 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 46

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    Acceptance is harder than one might think.

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    16 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 11

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    “Don’t touch me,” Fyodor states, jerking weakly. His hand slips instead, slick with sweat. Dazai’s grip tightens reflexively to keep him from falling back wrong, thumb pressing briefly into the pulse at his wrist.

    The traitorous heart within Fyodor’s chest stutters at the contact. He feels it like an accusation.

    The thought comes uninvited, vicious and fervent: this body is a failing instrument. Overheated, inflamed, demanding. A sack of damp meat filled with heat and filth and treachery. Fyodor has spent his lifetimes disciplining it, denying it excess, denying it indulgence—and now it dares to betray him like this, flushing and trembling under another man’s hands.

    Under his hands.

    or: they fuck. that part is easy. this is not.

    Whumpuary 2026 - Day one - “Don’t.” (Alt)

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    10 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 57

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    “How many bullets are left in here now, hm?” Fyodor said, voice rough, twisting slender fingers over the head of Dazai’s cock. He knocked the barrel of the gun pointlessly against the curve of his waist a couple of times. “Five?”

    “What—so you know how many more you have at your disposal to bury into that poor wall?” said Dazai.

    Fyodor only laughed, low and throaty. “Mm . . . or maybe you, if you’re good.”

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    01 Jun 2026