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In Dazai and Chuuya's relationship, Dazai was the possessive one.
Sure, Chuuya could admit he's protective, maybe even too much so.
But possessive? Chuuya was not possessive.
Or: Chuuya was, in fact, possessive.
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- Part 14 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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Japanese and croissants by queer_in_the_moonlight
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
13 Jul 2022
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"Are you sure he really lives here?" Yosano folded her arms on her chest, frowning lightly. "It doesn't seem very, uh.."
"Dazai-ish," Atsushi supplied.
"Yeah."
Kunikida just glared at the white, fancy looking door in front of them.
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Or, alternatively: three times they (maybe) should have realized Chuuya was French, and one time they did. And maybe a teensy weensy relationship reveal. :)
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Bookmarked by thatonestolitzfan
22 Nov 2025
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FRENCH CHUUYA IS SO PEAK
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The Painter's Poet by pennedbylili
Fandoms: Helluva Boss (Web Series), Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
02 Nov 2024
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Blitzø Buckzo just wants to feel like life is worth living for once. And Stolas Goetia? He makes life worth fucking living.
Wherein Blitzø is a frustrated college student who just wants his father to be proud of him and Stolas teaches him how to cope with his daddy issues.
Bookmarked by thatonestolitzfan
24 Jul 2024
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OMG THIS IS AMAZING
probably the best stolitz human au ive ever read
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Dazai Osamu has been in a coma for exactly one year, seven months, and twenty-two days. But Death still refuses to take him.
Trapped in the space between worlds and unable to die, Dazai waits, killing what precious time he may have left and hoping—praying—that his family will pull the plug and move on. He doesn't expect someone to move into his old apartment instead.
Nakahara Chuuya, two-time Grammy awards winner, and freshly unemployed pessimist, has never believed in fate, much less the supernatural. But the lively—if a bit annoying—ghost of his apartment's previous tenant, might just change everything.
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Bookmarked by thatonestolitzfan
14 Nov 2025
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OH MY GOD THIS IS SUCH A POETING BEAUTIFUL WORK OF ART
oh my god the last like 8 chapters made me cry six times
and i had to remind myself like "these are fictional characters from a fanfiction why am i crying 😭"
amazing. i am at a lost for words -
i've painted my soul in your colours by antliiae
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
05 Apr 2025
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The word caught in Chuuya’s throat, time seeming to freeze. In the moment he let his guard down and raised his gaze, he had already braced himself for what was to come—to see the lively, deep eyes, glowing at him for a fleeting moment before turning into their lifeless, stone version of them.
But that didn’t happen.
With Dazai’s hand still on his chin, Chuuya saw something of incomparable beauty, something he would never be able to liken to anything else for the rest of his life. Milky-white irises, practically blending into the whites of his eyes, gazed at him softly, and the smile playing on Dazai’s lips seemed almost visible in his pale pupils.
“You—You’re blind,” Chuuya choked out. It probably wasn’t the most appropriate thing to say, but he couldn’t muster anything else. Dazai stood here before him, looking him straight in the eyes, alive. It was something Chuuya had never expected to experience again in his lifetime.
or, medusa! chuuya AU, where he had spent years in cursed, eternal solitude. but a fateful encounter with a blind man named dazai seems to bring colours back into his dull existence.
Bookmarked by thatonestolitzfan
14 Jul 2025
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THIS FIC HEALED ME AND DESTROYED ME IN EVERY WAY IMAGINABLE