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Ranpo is the one who tells Dazai about the deal Fukuzawa made—the promise that one of the detectives would join the Mafia if they support them in the fight. Dazai doesn’t react. They both know what that means.
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27 Jan 2026
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"Dazai-kun, sometimes I look at you and wonder.. how can such small body like yours be capable of hosting this much anger within?" Mori’s question stunned him into silence, even though he didn’t let it show.
Chuuya was an aggressive person. He looked annoying, childish, and stupid majority of the time. Why would Mori ever compare him to someone like that? Dazai knew himself. He was cold and calculating, and he was nothing — absolutely nothing — like Nakahara Chuuya.
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- Part 7 of Dazai’s crumbling mental health
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26 Jan 2026
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"We don’t need to kill,” Fukuzawa said over the com, ever calm, and Dazai heard it in his earpiece, the surety. Ranpo had a way out. Fukuzawa would have allowed it if there was no other way.
“Osamu. Shoot.” Mori’s voice crackled through and it was silence and screaming all at once—a sound he had not heard in an age. That tone, the initiation. He didn’t even breathe as his muscle twitched and fired. There’d been a head there a moment before. Now he was just looking into a skull, shattered into a million pieces.
The blood dripped down his cheek and it was so familiar, so crushingly familiar, that seeing out of both eyes was dizzying.
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- Part 14 of Wumptober
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03 Jan 2026
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25th December was an important date for the Port Mafia.
And Dazai didn't belong anywhere.OR
The fic where I discover Japan's non-religious Christmas traditions and reflect on how past experiences can ruin festivals for a lifetime. (Yeah definitely not projecting here)
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21 Jul 2025
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Ranpo’s eyes shift down, his hat obscuring his eye from Dazai. He whispers, almost too quiet for Dazai to hear. “Im sorry.”
A small chuckle escapes Dazai’s chapped lips as he delivers his equally silent response. “No you're not.”
__________________________________________________________________________________________"It was the look of a child desperately fighting tears, a kid half dead in the night, skin burned and flayed by the moon. A reflection of the sun, with barely any power, yet the smallest glimpses of light are always the ones that hurt the most."
"It made Chuuya want to scream, “How dare you come back!” But he couldn’t. This was the only way and no matter how much he despised the mackerel, even he wouldn’t be that cruel."
__________________________________________________________________________________________A series of unfortunate events lead to war, everyone is hurting, Chuuya betrays the PM, both him and Dazai suffer but at least their together?
ngl, this is a bleak fic, I don't know how else to describe this shit.
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- Part 1 of How Dare You Come Back
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06 Jun 2025