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“Is that my hoodie?!” The accusation was absurd and slipped from Chuuya’s mouth before he could think, but once voiced there was no doubt in his mind that it was true.
“This old thing?” Dazai asked innocently, gesturing to the article of clothing in question.
“Don’t play dumb with me bastard,” he growled, “when the hell did you steal it?”
A mischievous glint entered Dazai’s eyes. “Oh, you know, the same night I put that bomb under your car.”
“Asshole! I’ve been looking for that hoodie for four years!”
“Well Chuuya, if you didn’t––” Dazai paused suddenly as his attention was drawn to Chuuya’s own outfit, as if noticing it for the first time. His tone was filled with genuine surprise as he said, “––wait, is that my shirt?”
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11 Oct 2025
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A Weapon, A Vessel and Nothing More by Vanilla_Lips
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
15 Jul 2023
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Chuuya is useful.
It’s one of those undeniable facts of life, and something he had resigned himself to long ago. He has his uses, his roles, and he plays them dutifully; a protector for the sheep, a weapon for the mafia, a vessel for Arahabaki. Any freedom he has is tightly bound within duty. He is free to do as he pleases in the same way that you are free to make yourself at home in the house of another. It’s a pleasantry, sentimentality that holds no real weight outside of polite conversation.
He’s a gun; a tool to be wielded by another. He’s feared and revered for his strength, his power, but in truth it’s all an illusion. Real power comes from control, and Chuuya is a gun with someone else’s finger on the trigger.
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Chuuya is valued for his usefulness, and he can’t imagine Dazai liking him for any other reason.
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11 Oct 2025
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“You realize I can't date without dating, correct?” Akechi smiled wryly. “Worst case scenario, someone will notice how I'm only claiming to be in a relationship if I don't act like I'm in one.”
“Oh. Is that it?” Akira asked simply, pushing his glasses up. “You need a fake date?”
“Something like that, I suppose,” The other boy’s smile barely faltered, but it was hard to notice when he brought the almost empty coffee cup to his mouth.
“I'll do it.”
Akechi spluttered loudly, almost dropping the porcelain cup.
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11 Oct 2025
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Two familiar arms wrapped around his middle as something cold nuzzled into his neck. He felt Joker breathe in deeply. His neck tingled in discomfort.
“Mm,” Joker hummed. “You smell nice today.”
Akechi frowned and pulled away, leaving a good amount of space between them. “Don't give me that nonsense. I told you not to bite so high up.”
Joker recovered quickly, sliding his hands into the pockets of his pants. He tilted his head and looked at Akechi amusingly. “What, did someone notice?”
Akechi felt a flash of heat trail up his face. “No,” he said. “I noticed it myself. This isn't a part of our deal.”
He watched as Joker shrugged; a careful movement despite the nonchalance of it all. “I might have gotten a little carried away last time.” He moved to lean against the wall. “Sorry.”
It hardly sounded like he meant it at all.
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11 Oct 2025
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Atsushi scanned the orange rabbit cradled gently in Dazai’s arms as he mulled it over. “He’s cute. Where’d you get him?”
“Build A Bear.”
Atsushi stared at him for a moment before Dazai realized that Atsushi, reasonably, had no clue what that was.
“It’s an American thing, I think. We were on some undercover mission and got these bunnies because we lacked childhood experiences.”
“We? Who is we?” Atsushi asked, and Dazai smiled.
Kunikida rolled his eyes from his spot across the desks. “Good luck kid, he has never once explained to us who the other person is in that story.”
“My old partner. From my previous job.”
Kunikida stopped and looked back up at Dazai. “You know none of us know where you worked beforehand, don’t be so cryptic.”
“Well, I mean, I could have just said he was my boyfriend.”
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10 Oct 2025