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Dazai and Fyodor’s relationship was intricate, it had been years since they’ve last spoken.
After Dazai had time to adjust to his new position regarding the Port Mafia, what better than to reach out to his old friend?
Fyodor’s and Dazai’s bond grows through letters.Fyodor hates Dazai, then why is he so avid on receiving his weekly letters? Why does he feel sickly concern when the letters suddenly desist?
Or: Fyodor and Dazai edate.
Edit: weekly updates ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝
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- Part 2 of Fyozai (´ ω `♡)
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The day was only beginning, the sun arose, peaking behind curtains of crispy green grass, shining below the vigorous golden gaze of the sun. Following the glossy, radiant yellow light, you see both Dostoyevsky and Osamu stand in a field of flowers, facing each other with a few steps of space between them. Osamu held an expression of well-collected calmness, but one that looked superficial, it was hard to tell what he was truly feeling. Dostoyevsky held a glare of viscous detestation, but somewhere along the lines of his facial features, shining as brightly as the sun, a heart filled with love and eyes filled with veneration.
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Dazai left the Port Mafia, the only home he had ever known, and reached out to Fyodor, the only person he could trust. Their letters started off simple, but as time went on, they became more personal and allowed them to form a bond. When the letters stopped coming, Fyodor worried and tried to reach out to Dazai, but to no avail. Months later, Dazai explained that he had been caught and thrown into prison, but had managed to escape. Their letters became more frequent and their bond grew stronger, as they found a connection they had never known before.
Or: Oversea Letter's walmart edition
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- Part 3 of Fyozai (´ ω `♡)
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Moons are lonesome and tranquil, while the Sun is the opposite.
Their true selves are cached deep below skin and flesh; the only ones willing to dig it up are the other.
They use their hands, elbows deep in blood and guts, willing to endure destruction just to see the other smile.The Sun loves the Moon, dearly, yes. But does the Moon love the Sun?
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- Part 1 of Fyozai (´ ω `♡)
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Derns whelved deep below skin, it hurt. Aches of past relations result in profound alamort.
Paranoia isn’t as deeply stuffed down, eyes apon eyes, stacked against minds.
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