Petrichoris
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Eiji,
You poured your soul into writing a letter for me before I passed- you even learnt to write in cursive.
It's only fair that I write one back from up here.
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The Petals Of My Heart Die For You by Petrichoris
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
13 Jul 2024
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‘As Chuuya swallowed his mouthful of wine, it leapt back up through his throat, choking him.
He lurched forward, coughing and spluttering as he doubled over, clutching the sofa cushion as his throat and chest stang with a burning feeling. When the coughing had subsided and he blinked his eyes back into focus, he felt a weirdly soft feeling in his hand, alongside the wine he had spat out, which covered his lap in a blood-red spray.Two carmine coloured petals, shaped like wide teardrops, rested delicately in his palm.’
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Chuuya, the second executive of the Port Mafia, feels greatly loyal to Dazai, his boss. The person he’s known the longest. He would do anything for the man, and answers to his every beck and call. His devotion is unmatched.
The feeling isn't returned.
(A soukoku Beast AU hanahaki fic)
(post-completion note: thank you SOSOSOSOSOSO much for 5000 hits, 50 bookmarks and 400 kudos, I am so incredibly grateful to everyone who's interested in reading my words and you have no idea how much it means to me <3)
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I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor~ by Petrichoris
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
16 Mar 2024
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"I look stupid."
Chuuya eyed himself in the hotel room's ornate mirror, looking himself up and down and sighing outwardly with disdain as he made eye contact with his reflection. He was dressed in a sharply cut red dress, a dress the colour of freshly drawn blood, with glossy matching red heels. It was a nice dress. Classy.
But he still looked stupid.
Sidling up behind him, Dazai wolf-whistled with a humoured smirk, putting his hands on Chuuya's shoulders as he slightly leaned over one side of him.
"Yep. You do." he said with the slight crinkle of a smile forming on his face, looking at Chuuya in the reflection of the mirror as he spoke.
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Chuuya and Dazai are tasked with stealing a neurotoxin that could endanger the Port Mafia if it fell into malicious hands. Their mission goes smoothly, until it takes a downward turn.
(Title from Arctic Monkeys)
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It's the anniversary of Oda's death. The Agency, unawares, is having a party to celebrate some random achievement or birthday.
Dazai doesn't know what it's about, and he doesn't have the energy to care.
He leaves, and visits Oda's grave.
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Just a reimagined ending of 109, I really wouldn't recommend reading this before reading Chapter 109 as it will obviously spoil stuff and might not make sense. Also I am praying so hard this won't be canon my god it would break me-
I'd say enjoy reading but you're definitely not going to enjoy it and more likely cry your eyes out.
So.... :)
Kudos would be awesome but no pressure! <33
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Two years Eiji was gone with barely a word sent back home to his mother. Two years of her son’s life that Hiroko will never know.
Hiroko is angry at Ibe for failing so spectacularly at keeping her son safe. She’s angry at Eiji for not coming home at the first opportunity. But her true fury has nowhere to go.
Ash Lynx is already dead.
(except he's not really because this is my fic, and I say Ash lived; welcome to my post-series "Eiji's Mom Meets Ash" fic)
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06 Oct 2024
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After Hirotsu gives them their offerings, they exchange rings, and Dazai never, not once, breaks eye contact even as they're instructed to kiss. Chuuya expects a wet tongue in his mouth as some sort of demonstration of dominance, so he's surprised when Dazai's hand lifts to cover them both, and the only thing that's pressed to his lips — the corner of them, to be precise — is a dry, fleeting kiss.
And then it's done.
Chuuya is officially, irrevocably married to the one and only head of the mafia.
Or, an AU in which king of the sheep Chuuya has to marry port mafia boss Dazai to get one of his people out of jail.
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- Part 1 of THORN VERSE
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Bookmarked by Petrichoris
30 Jul 2024
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I wrote like a coloured cadaver of an insane erudite, smoked tobacco, assimilated painkillers and wrote again. And in a span of ten days, I wrote a hundred poems, and a dozen or two of unfinished letters, all about him.
He read it, and smiled. My immortal dead sweet darling smiled. Why was it that I did not realise then? That he was dying?
He brought the letter near his lips, and kissed it; gently. As gently as he kisses me to sleep. And leaned over me, caressed my cheeks, and kissed my cheeks, my nose tip, my forehead, and my lips. So gently. I melted.
[A letter of a painted, inmortal and sweet poet, on the escarpment of lunacy.]
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26 May 2024
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Young Love, or Whatever Euphemism We Use for Insanity by SlovoRic, WyrmWord
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
23 Oct 2023
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Even absorbed in the detective novel he’s been reading as a treat for completing his business assignment, Atsushi still notices a man come up to his table.
It’d be hard not to; in a black, ripped at the bottom long trench coat like some kind of noir villain and movement elegantly jagged, the man practically screams for attention. A vintage- or historical, maybe? It’s got a cravat- white shirt, a whole bunch of chains, overplucked eyebrows and eye bags likely exaggerated with makeup, the man clinks a tall latte with caramel drizzle and marshmallows against the mosaic tabletop. What’s his deal? Atsushi looks up from his reading with a small smile, cocking his head.
“Your hair.” The man says in lue of an introduction, because he’s clearly not sane, “I couldn’t help but take notice. It’s ridiculous. Please accept this coffee as my condolences for looking like that.”
Such an odd encounter, no doubt, would lead to a no less odd relationship.
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- Part 1 of kidnapping as a love language
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23 Oct 2023
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"Did you say something, Odasaku?" Dazai asked, eyes sparkling. Atsushi had remembered this look on him from the times when he got drunk and just rambled about things. He wasn't used to seeing a dumbed grin plastered on a sober Dazai's face.
"You've grown up," Oda took a sip from his drink, ignoring how Dazai looked like he got slapped.
Odasaku pays a visit to the ADA, Dazai loses his mind, and all of it resolves somehow.
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23 Oct 2023