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Atsushi was preparing for bed when a bouquet of flowers landed at his feet. Then a mysterious figure climbed in through his window, drunk and ready to confess his love to him. He would've been scared if he hadn't half expected/hoped it would happen... again.
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In other words: Akutagawa gets drunk and breaks into Atsushi's apartment to confess his love but it's not the first time.
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“Please, what does it take to win your heart? I want you to love me too.”Atsushi brushed Ryūnosuke’s bangs aside. He whispered, “It’s the same every time. I tell you to ask me out when you’re sober. You just have to remember in the morning.”
Ryūnosuke’s nose scrunched up. He closed his teary eyes and put his weight onto Atsushi. His face pressed into his shoulder. He was so hot, Atsushi wondered if he had drunk more than just wine.
Atsushi slowly wrapped his arms around Ryūnosuke's slim waist. He patted his back, rocking side to side. He comforted him the best he could without breaking his own heart.
“We’ve done this dance before. I’ve already told you how I feel. You’re the one who keeps forgetting.”
He murmured into his shoulder, “I’ll try not to this time.”
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16 Oct 2026
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“You don’t, of course,” Nikolai said, half-breathless, half-smug. “You love nothing. Not your kingdom. Not your God. But me—” He dragged his tongue along the base of Fyodor’s cock, slow and reverent. “—you tolerate.”
or: The jester kneels. The prince allows it. Shame tastes like pomegranate and spit, and God is nowhere in sight.
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- Part 4 of Otaku Ink Bingo 2025!
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15 Oct 2026
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Fyodor inhaled through his teeth. The temptation to shove Dazai bodily to the floor bloomed sharp in his chest. And he could. Easily. Dazai was thin like him, post-orgasm boneless and pliant. It would take nothing to shove him back and wipe the last ten minutes off the map with force.
But it was futile. Because he had already let it happen. Because he had already pulled Dazai in, kissed him, spoken to him like that, climaxed beneath him—and no amount of punishment afterward could erase that fact.
So instead he sat still, spine straight, face blank, and said: “You are not real to me.”
Dazai grinds into him like prayer. Fyodor comes apart like penance, as if absolution could ever follow what they do.
or: it’s not sex, not love, not even hatred. it’s whatever happens between them.
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- Part 7 of A Hunger With No Mirror
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09 Oct 2026
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Chuuya examines his expression for a beat longer before saying, “Your head. All the noise inside it.” He waits for Dazai to meet his gaze. “You need a little help with quieting that?”
“Why would I want any help from you?”
Chuuya huffs. “You tell me, Dazai. I think you know damn well why. Just bein’ too stubborn to admit it.”
Although it may go utterly against Dazai’s nature—or rather, the concept of it he has carefully constructed for others to perceive, not his actual nature, no—on certain days, he does find the prospect of letting go of control much more pleasant than one of remaining captive of his mind’s ever-turning gears. He has learnt to find comfort in it; to let himself relax under Chuuya’s guidance; to allow Chuuya to think for him during such times.
or, most simply: Dazai gets a break from thinking.
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02 Oct 2026
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Chuuya's Dazai is gone.
There are other Dazai's though. Living ones in that little book Dazai was hiding. Chuuya thinks he'll pay another Dazai a visit and see if he's worthy to keep that universes Chuuya.
Spoiler: They never are.
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17 Sep 2026