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Those eyes—blue, piercing, merciless—pin him in place. They are not just seeing him. They are stripping him bare, peeling him open, laying his insides out for inspection. For the first time tonight, Atsushi feels utterly defenseless, as though every word he’s rehearsed, every prayer he’s clung to, has dissolved on his tongue.
The man tilts his head, amused. His posture is effortless, but his presence is heavy, all-consuming, the kind of confidence Atsushi has only ever seen in saints painted on church walls. Except this man isn’t holy. Everything about him screams indulgence. His coat is sharp and rich, his shirt undone just enough to expose the hollow of his throat. He looks like sin sculpted into a man’s body.
And he is staring at Atsushi as though the boy in his white robe is a feast waiting to be devoured.
(Or: Atsushi Nakajima tries to prove his worth to the church by attempting to save some troubled souls.)
For Chuuatsu Halloween Event 2025 𝐃𝐚𝐲 3 - 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬
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15 Aug 2026
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La trama es muy buena, junto con la escritura, es un dúo perfecto 🙏🙏
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Atsushi becomes painfully aware of everything at once: the way Dazai’s grip lingers just a second too long, the way their chests rise and fall too fast, the way his own heart pounds like it’s trying to break free. He doesn’t pull away. He can’t.
Because suddenly–
He’s here again.
Not just in this room, but in this moment. The familiar, dangerous closeness. How many times has this happened? How many missions ended with them pressed together in the aftermath, hands clutching at sleeves and collars like lifelines? How many whispered reassurances traded in the dark, hearts racing, breath mingling?
How many times has Atsushi wanted—desperately, achingly—to close the gap?
(or: Atsushi, a member of the Phantom Thieves, struggles with duty and love. Can he only have one, or can he have both?)
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15 Aug 2026
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La escena del sexo fue buenísima a la bestia, k chevere que es la sobre estimulación
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Dazai lives an apathetic life as an idol. When he starts receiving death threats from a mysterious stalker, Atsushi is assigned to be his bodyguard.
Posted for dazatsu week day 2: Band AU
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- Part 10 of dazatsu AUs
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07 Aug 2026
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atsushi muy inteligente, me encantó todo sobre esto, pero siento que fue demasiado corto pq quiero más
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"You two were there too-! Dazai-san gave it to me as a prank on new year's." Atsushi defended.
"And you kept it?" Dazai wheezed out- sounding genuinely surprised.
"It was a gift." Atsushi sounded more unsure now.
"If I gifted you a bomb, would you keep it?" Dazai laughed, patting his back.
"No." Atsushi replied defensively, but none of the people in the room were honestly sure.
"But you kept the pink dildo." Ranpo crudely remarked. "Not that we're judging you."
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Nostalgia Divina de un Mártir impío by Nikorexia18081971
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
23 Jul 2026
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En Kresty, dazai y fyodor comparten celda en la confesión divina de sus pecados, acusados por un crimen sin fundamento.
Hace penitencia a su manera; cuencos de sopa intactos, martirio de boca reseca.Dazai pone a fyodor por encima de todo. Dios por encima de el hambre.
Es el testigo, confesor y altar a la vez. Todo lo ve, todo lo calla. Devoción cruel. Demonio disfrazado de santo. Hasta que Dazai pone a otro en ese altar.