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The shaking in his ash black fingertips have worsened and Dazai can’t even hold them, because Chuuya’s hands are all fragile and broken from carrying the weight of the world.
“It will heal,” Dazai promises, eyes deceptively steely even as his breath catches in a desperation of his own. “It always does. You’re going to be all better.”
And it’s true, Chuuya’s healing goes beyond that of any regular, proper human being built for softer things than himself, and he knows it, but –
“But it’s getting worse.”Or, post-corruption hurt/comfort with Port Mafia soukoku.
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His frown seems more like a wonky smile from Chuuya’s skewed perspective, and for some reason it makes Chuuya want to laugh.
“C’mere,” Chuuya beckons. Dazai narrows his eyes suspiciously, though he does, surprisingly, obey. With one hand still holding the web steady, Chuuya reaches out the other to tangle gloved fingers in the short waves at Dazai’s nape. He pulls him in for an upside-down kiss.
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- Part 2 of Webslinger (A Spider!Chuuya AU)
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“You’re late,” is the first thing the younger says.
“Yeah, well,” Chuuya pushes up his mask to reveal his face, silently thankful for the fresh air as it hits his lungs. “Was a tough fight.”
Dazai’s face scrunches up in distaste. “You look like shit,” he mutters. And with that, disappears back into his room.
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- Part 1 of Webslinger (A Spider!Chuuya AU)
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On the night Dazai leaves the Port Mafia, Oda's blood still staining the edge of the bandages around his wrists, he makes an offer that will change everything:
"Come with me, Chuuya."
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into continents and cars by halfbloom (diphylleias)
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
10 Jun 2020
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Running from everyone and everything he's ever known with nothing but a duffel bag and the hat on his head, Chuuya hesitates when a stranger covered in bandages offers him a ride for free—all fake smiles, sharp edges, dark eyes. Maybe, he thinks, he isn't the only one trying to escape the ghosts of the past.