twin dark executives (ray's version)
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Dazai draped his hands over Chuuya’s shoulders, letting out a dramatic whine. “Check Twitter, Chuuya! They're already onto me!"
Chuuya smirked. "Sounds like a you problem, bastard. Don't rope me into this," he said, Dazai letting out an affronted gasp. Did Chuuya not understand what he'd done?
"But it's chibi's fault!" He complained, but Chuuya only shrugged. "That's not my problem," he said, nodding at the monitor. "They don't exactly know that."
"And what if they find out it's you? Most of my chat hates you!" Dazai whined, shaking his head. "They'll have my head!"
But Chuuya? Dazai's chat was not fond of the more straightforward and aggressive streamer.
"Your brats are just like you," Chuuya replied. "Annoying and dramatic. You did it to yourself, love."
Or: Soukoku streamer AU. Completely opposite vibe streamers, and their fans hate each other. The twist? They're married.
NOW WITH AN (OFFICIAL!) PREQUEL BY HALEY: golden-covered chats
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- Part 2 of fame-covered love
- Part 1 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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Replying to @rizzamudazaiIf you’re already heading for vidcon can we request more Chuuya pictures Dazai please please please!!
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or: Soukoku streamer AU, but they're going to VidCon this time! ft. soukoku taking random pictures of each other.
Part 3 of "fame-covered love" ! Read the other parts first for a better understanding!
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- Part 3 of fame-covered love
- Part 2 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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“It’s your birthday week. And that’s not even mentioning your current…” Dazai pointedly nodded at the sports drink, still unopened, on the bedside table. “…Status.”
“I can still cook while hungover,” Chuuya objected, but his eyes had no fight in them. He’d already settled back into a more comfortable sitting position, too. There was no doubt that he knew Dazai wouldn’t budge.
Dazai’s eyes softened. “I know you can, sweetheart.” He pressed a kiss to Chuuya’s forehead. “But I’m doing it today. No arguments.”
Or: the week leading up to Chuuya's birthday, featuring your favourite streamer couple.
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- Part 4 of fame-covered love
- Part 3 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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"You won't believe this," Chuuya exclaims, barging through the door of the café as the little bell above his head rings out.
"Really?" Replies Dazai, sliding a coffee across the counter. "I wonder. Is it your mystery messenger again?"
"Drop the sarcasm, bastard," Chuuya sneers, but gladly accepts the cup. "This is insane. There are no traces of this person anywhere. Not in their messages, not in their message's coding, not in their fucking-"
"Have you tried looking at their IP?" Dazai interrupts, receiving a glare in return and immediately recoiling.
"Obviously," Chuuya deadpans, "I'm not an idiot. Their IP is extremely well hidden, I can't fucking find that, either."
Dazai whistles. "Wow, some I.T. person you are, Chuuya."
He receives a forehead flick, for that one.
Or; Chuuya's an experienced I.T. worker that starts receiving cryptic messages from a mystery messenger one day, urging him to find them. Dazai's just a barista that has to hear about Chuuya's struggles. Until he's... not.
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- Part 4 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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Not that I want to see your ugly face. Keep it to yourself. And out of my head.
Ah, running out of writing space… and you don’t deserve a double-sided letter, this time. Don’t get ahead of yourself.
Maybe I’ll check up on you, soon. You’re due for a grocery run next Tuesday, right? See you then.
Annoyingly Yours,
Dazai
Or: Dazai writes Chuuya a letter every year he's away from the Mafia. He doesn't expect Chuuya to ever actually read them.
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- Part 5 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
- Part 1 of letters from a dark dove
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Again, I don’t want myself in your head, either. You think I want to be in that wasteland?
I’m going to go on the grocery run on Wednesday just to throw you off. Stop fucking stalking me. Doesn’t sound like this ‘laying low’ you speak of.
See you preferably never.
Aggravatingly Yours,
Chuuya
Or: Chuuya's read the letters Dazai sent him, to the latter's surprise. Even more surprising is Chuuya pulling out letters of his own, each in reply to Dazai's.
Or or: A sequel / companion fic to annoyingly yours, dazai. Highly recommended that you read that one first or this fic might not make total sense!
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- Part 2 of letters from a dark dove
- Part 6 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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but both feel the same when your eyes are closed by chuusray
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
14 Feb 2024
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“Wait,” he grounds out, gaze darting back to Dazai as the rest of the sentence registers. “You’re hurt?”
“Astute observation,” Dazai drawls, rolling his eyes.
“Shut up, shithead,” Chuuya barks, “what happened?”
“Chuuya crushed me like the tiny cannonball he is,” Dazai says, making a pinching motion with his fingers. Chuuya slaps the hand away, growling.
“Fine, fine.” Dazai sighs. “A piece of rubble fell on it. It’s just fractured. I’ll live, unfortunately.”
Chuuya eyes him critically. “Any other injuries?”
“Average cuts and bruises,” Dazai dismisses, “now lay back down, slug. I’m not finished.” He waves the roll of gauze in his hand around impatiently.
“Fuck’s sake,” Chuuya hisses, doing the exact opposite and sitting up fully. At Dazai’s dry and unimpressed look, he adds, “I’m fine. You lay down, bastard.”
Or: 5 times Chuuya (begrudgingly, okay?!) takes care of Dazai and the 1 time Dazai returns the favour.
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- Part 7 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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...and summer will always be by my side by chuusray for pristinacaeli
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
26 Apr 2024
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But the universe is a funny thing; everything has exceptions.
Osamu’s just happens to be in the form of a boy, no taller than five foot two and with a personality so feisty and warm it could rival the sun’s.
He’s not ashamed of being in love. It was unexpected, sure, but not entirely unwelcome.
After all, Chuuya Nakahara could never be unwelcome in his life.
Or: 5 times Osamu fell for Chuuya (again) and the 1 time Chuuya (definitely) fell back.
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- Part 2 of you came into my life (just like another season)
- Part 8 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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“Chuuya, this is the perfect opportunity to get us out of here,” Verlaine stresses, shaking Chuuya’s hands a little. “You go out there, play princey pretend as you say, for a little while, then assassinate the prince and get us out of here.”
“Fuck no,” Chuuya denies.
Or: Chuuya gets a chance at freedom for the first time in his life, courtesy of the youngest prince. Verlaine wants him to kill said prince to guarantee himself freedom, too. So Chuuya just has to assassinate the prince, killing for the first time in his life, and get away with it. Easy, right?
Or or: Disney's Descendants, but make it Soukoku.
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- Part 9 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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Then, to the absolute death of him, Chuuya bows.
Chuuya’s bowing, looking up at Dazai with those striking eyes of his, eyelashes fluttering and not an ounce of discomfort even when the corset hugs tight, a show of elegance with practised ease; practically handing himself over on a platter and–
“You’re all very welcome,” Dazai says with a civil nod of his head, focusing entirely on keeping the shake out of his voice and the butterflies buried deep in his stomach where they may or may not belong.
Or: There's a change to the guest list, and Prince Dazai's rival (boyfriend, but no one needs to know that) shows up after weeks of being drowned in responsibilities. Dazai tries to keep his composure during the ball, but it's hard when Chuuya's doing everything to make him lose it.
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- Part 10 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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“How’s this–I’ll let you teach me to use a gun if you let me tutor you in hand-to-hand.”
Dazai bit his lip, eye glued on Chuuya as he thought the offer over. On one hand, Dazai was good at recognising beneficial schemes and proposals–on the other, Chuuya knew he’d rather eat his shoe than let Chuuya teach him anything.
Eventually a loud groan filled the range, echoing off the walls as Dazai made a decision. “Fine. The slug can teach me his terribly brutish and violent ways–he better not weasel his way out of our gun sessions, though!”
Chuuya grinned, teeth on full display. This would certainly be a fun arrangement. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”
Or: Dazai teaches Chuuya how to shoot a gun. Chuuya teaches Dazai how to throw a punch. Simple, right?
SKKtober 2024 Day 1: Guns & Knives
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- Part 11 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
- Part 1 of ray's skktober 2024
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“Can I turn around now? You’re awfully slow,” Dazai said, rolling back and forth on the balls of his feet.
“Yeah, sure,” Chuuya replied, although he didn’t sound very sure at all. Still, that wasn’t going to stop Dazai, so true to his word, he immediately spun around.
Every single insult he had prepared got suddenly stuck in his throat.
Dazai expected Chuuya to be dressed up, but he wasn’t expecting this.
He hadn’t expected Chuuya to actually look good.
Or: Soukoku are assigned an undercover mission, and Chuuya has to dress up for it. Surely that's amazing teasing material for Dazai to use, right?
SKKtober 2024 Day 2: Yukata/Kimono
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- Part 2 of ray's skktober 2024
- Part 12 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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He doesn’t look at Dazai when he asks, quiet and unsure, “am I a bad person?”
Dazai doesn’t miss a beat. “That’s a very subjective question. By whose standards?”
Chuuya isn’t sure why he expected a straight answer from the guy. He runs a hand through his hair, then shrugs. “I don’t know, bastard. Everyone’s?”
“Not how it works,” Dazai states, like Chuuya’s stupid for even suggesting that.
Or: Chuuya ponders about his morality and how it's apparently changed. Dazai helps. Kind of.
SKKtober 2024 Day 3: Port Mafia! SKK
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- Part 3 of ray's skktober 2024
- Part 13 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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dying to tell you (anything you wanna hear) by chuusray
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
04 Dec 2024
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Eventually, after who knows how long, Dazai settled on, “you should be so mad at me.”
“Is that so?” Chuuya asked, not nearly as alarmed as Dazai expected. “Well, I am pissed at you, true. You got the damn carpet dirty, yesterday. Do you know how much of a pain in the ass it was to clean?”
Chuuya likely expected Dazai to laugh; it was a very clear attempt at bringing the mood up a little.
Perhaps it did, but Dazai didn’t laugh.
“No,” he said, then paused and quickly backtracked. “Well, yes, I did do that. But that isn’t what I’m talking about.”
“You should be mad at me,” he repeated, “for everything.”
Or: Dazai doesn't quite understand why Chuuya isn't mad at him. Maybe Chuuya can help him understand.
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- Part 14 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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“You’re one to talk about being gorgeous,” Dazai replies, and despite his state, he manages to not stutter. Perhaps because it’s a fact—if Dazai’s gorgeous, as Chuuya claims, then Chuuya himself must be ethereal. Divine.
Instead of flustering further like expected, though, Chuuya just grins, sharp and confident. “Yeah. And as a certified gorgeous person, I deem you just as gorgeous, gorgeous.”
Or: Dazai, Chuuya, and the space they call home.
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- Part 15 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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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 16 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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“Fuck off,” Chuuya hissed instantly, attempting to set Dazai on fire with his glare. “Fucking—get lost.”
“No can do,” Dazai replied airily, just taking another step closer until he was in range to touch Chuuya. He tried to make his body language as non-threatening as possible, but Chuuya still instinctively leaned away, and Dazai just huffed. It just had to be an injection. Couldn’t be something easier like a pill, or something, no siree. Because nothing could ever be easy, could it?
Or: Chuuya gets poisoned, and the only antidote is via injection. Predictably, he does not react well to that fact.
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- Part 17 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
- Part 1 of bittersweet (bth bingo)
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Chuuya’s about to spend the Christmas holidays just as he spent his last few—working, having a drink or two with his friends, then going home, having a cigarette and doing fuck all.
Dazai, fresh out of hiding and slightly tipsy, has other plans.
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- Part 18 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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If Chuuya won’t talk to her, won’t look at her, won’t react?
Dazai will just have to make her react.
Which is no problem, Dazai spends day and night thinking of ways to pull reactions out of Chuuya. She just has to do it in a way that doesn’t end with a physical fight, or worse: with Dazai sleeping on the couch.
Or: When Chuuya gives her the silent treatment, Dazai resorts to some...interesting tactics to get Chuuya to crack.
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- Part 19 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
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“Whose fuckin’ temple do ya think you’ve been stayin’ at?”
“The Calamity God’s,” Dazai answers emphatically, “what does that have to do with anything?”
“I see,” Chuuya says, tilting his head. “Well, a lot more than you think.”
Or: Dazai's sacrificed to the God of Calamity, Arahabaki, at the age of eight and makes the god's temple his home. At fifteen, he meets a boy called Chuuya, who saves his life and then disappears. At eighteen, he meets Chuuya again...but this time he learns a bit more than he anticipated.
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- Part 20 of twin dark executives (ray's version)
- Part 1 of the adventures of dazai and his pet god
