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I’m bored as hell, and in an rp mood. Does anyone wanna do a BSD rp with me? In a trans masc Chūya x Dazai mood, but can be anything, really. I’m just bored lol

I’m fine with mature or not, don’t worry, I’m over the legal age for my country. Which is scary for me, actually. I don’t feel my age 😭

What happened to the time??

Edogawa Ranpo in my ADA!Chūya AU! This is also the first time doing like a full background and I think it came out well. I also attempted stuff with the metal rings on his hat which I think came out nice as well

His goddamn sleeve gave me so much trouble. It’s been a while since I finished it because it was supposed to be for his birthday, along with a regular Ranpo and a Mafia!Ranpo, but I started super late and never did the other two and then just…forgot to post 😭😭

Also his clothes are from Poe. Prior to dating Poe, he just looks like he normally does.

ADA!Chūya Dazai! The bottom one is him at work, and then the top two are him at home.

The one with the pink background is supposed to be a joke - he’s asking Chūya for crab 🤣 (also it’s my first attempt at a background, how did I do?)

Can you guys guess who my favorite BSD character is based on all of my ADA!Chūya posts?

A drawing of ADA!Chūya Akutagawa!! This is post-DoA 2.0, so he’s grown his hair out into a ponytail. It’s really long and fluffy, and Atsushi loves to help him take care of it. He’s often seen grooming it, similar to how cats groom themselves and others. I’m not really great with hair positions, so any tips there would be appreciated.

There’s two drawings here because I couldn’t choose which was better - the one with the red overlay or without. So you get both.

ADA!Chūya himself~! For those of you who don’t know, this is Nakahara Chūya from my AU where Chūya joins the ADA instead of Dazai (who stays in the PM and takes over as boss after offing Mori). It’s on AO3, title is “For The Tainted Human”. This is a redraw of the helicopter scene (where Chūya is dramatic af and saves the ADA), except he’s just…chilling on the floor, I guess? I can’t do backgrounds lol

I turned my ADA!Chūya Atsushi physical drawing into a digital drawing. I think it came out pretty good. Should I do any of the others?

Here’s a snippet from Chapter 9 of my ADA!Chūya AU, For the Tainted Human. After being confronted by Kunikida, Chūya goes to work but can’t focus. So he takes a break and ends up talking to an old friend! And maybe has a little heart-to-heart with a certain burnt black cat later on…

I switch playlists, and Just a Dreamer starts playing. I tap my foot against the ground in time with the guitar, taking my time to pull my cigarette out and blow every so often. I sit in silence, other than my music, for a long while.

“You’re gonna get sick from that.” I look up and meet a pair of familiar gray eyes. Gin has her hands tucked into her pockets, but her hair is down and her mask is nowhere to be seen. She’s wearing a regular black jacket over her white blouse and black skirt, though she would never be caught dead wearing heels. She sits down next to me, keeping her hands in her pockets.

“You think that bothers me?” I ask as I pause my music and take my headphones off. Gin turns to me , frowning, and I realize how weird it really is to see her without her mask on. She continues to stare at me, and I stare back, and eventually she gives in and turns away, sighing as she shakes her head. “Chūya, I’m only trying to help look out for you.”

“Because Dazai told you to?”

“No. I’m actually here for myself.” I turn to her, raising an eyebrow, but she doesn’t turn back to me. “He keeps telling me to drop this and that off, but never to linger. I’ve just wanted to talk to you, to catch up to you.”

“It has been a while…”

“I just wish you’d stayed a little longer.”

“Gin-”

“I know,” she says with a sigh. “You explained it four years ago. You left because you needed to. I’m just being selfish. I liked having you around, and you were good company. Besides, you helped keep the boss calm and that kept Ryu out of a lot of sticky situations. His relationship with the boss is strained now, more so than ever.”

“Maybe if he stopped being a huge feral mut, maybe Dazai would be a lot kinder to him.” Gin doesn’t really have a retort to that, instead she just snorts and shakes her head. “I won’t pretend to understand what goes through my brother’s head, just like I won’t pretend to know what goes through Dazai’s head or yours.”

I’m silent, sure she has more she wants to say. I may not have been with Gin for long, but she was my protege before I left, so I’ve always felt somewhat responsible for her. I know a lot of her mannerisms, and I can tell from the light bouncing of her leg that there’s words inside of her that she wants to say but she needs to take her time to say them.

“He’s happier,” she says quietly. “He really misses you, everyone knows he does. I haven’t seen him look happy since you left, but there’s a look in his eyes that says it all. He’s seeing you again. It’s giving him some form of hope and light to look forward to. You do so much to and for him that you probably won’t ever understand.”

“I do understand, Gin,” I say softly. “I saw what he was like back before I joined the Port Mafia. I’ve been seeing what he’s like in these past four years. But I can’t sacrifice my own mental wellbeing. Not anymore. The most I’m willing to do is see him again. I…I miss him too, you know. My heart belongs to him, as much as it did back when I left. Everything hurts whenever I think about him, and I think about him a lot. There hasn’t been a day in these past four years that I haven’t thought about him. He’s always on my mind, in my thoughts.”

“And you’re always in his,” Gin says just as softly. “Maybe the two of you are more destined for each other than you realize.” She pats my shoulder and stands. “Now I should get back to him before he starts getting suspicious.” She turns to leave and I remember something. I pull out a piece of paper and quickly scribble something down before going over to her. “Gin, hey, wait.” She turns around and I hold out the paper. “Can you give this to him for me?”

She looks down at it and nods as she takes it. “Of course.” And with that, she’s gone.

ADA!Chūya AU Nakajima Atsushi. This is after he has his son, Yu, as his hair is pinned up. That’s supposed to be a scar on his face, in my style, and he just always has his tail out.

At the beach and saw a couple of seagulls. Decided to draw them. My first time drawing birds, and I gave up on the background. But still, the birds are nice

Here’s a snippet of Chater 8 of my ADA!Chūya AU For The Tainted Human! This chapter is heavier because there are major Stormbringer spoilers in it.

I have a massive hangover.

I guess it’s to be expected, considering how drunk I got last night. I think Kunikida said my total drink count came out to around ten or something. I know Shinji has a tab for me, and I will get around to paying for this round soon, but it definitely isn’t happening today. I grumble and press the heels of my hands into my eyes, groaning quietly to myself as I bury myself deeper into my blankets. I just want to go back to sleep.

My head hurts though, too much to let me fall asleep again. So I’m just left to lie here, groaning in pain, pressing the heels of my hands against my eyes for some relief. Not that it does anything, but I’m desperate.

There’s a little rustle by my window, and when I look, it’s open. I know I closed all of my windows last night before I left for the bar with Kunikida, so this is new. I frown and stare at the offending window, but I don’t get a clue as to what happened for a while. I yawn and turn to go back to sleep when I hear the rustling again. I shift to look at my succulents near the window, frowning. After a moment I notice the piece of paper that’s now tucked under the leaves of my winthrop lithops. I frown and drag myself up and over to it, picking up the note. I unfold it and start reading.

You said we could meet up at some point, right? How about next week, at that hotel you like? You can wear one of your dresses again, I miss those.

I miss you. Number?

I snort to myself and roll my eyes. Silly Dazai. He probably sent Gin to deliver this, since she was probably the one who delivered my collar - which is still hidden away in the box of other items of that nature - but the thought of us passing notes like we’re children in school is a little entertaining. I can almost read the tone of the boy he used to be in the writing, and I realize that his kanji is a lot neater than it used to be. I smile to myself and shake my head. True, his handwriting is still quite bad, but it’s definitely more “befitting” of a Port Mafia boss. I still remember when he used to make me write a lot of his more professional and official documents because my kanji were always far neater and smoother than his.

I smile to myself as I fold the note up and tuck it somewhere someone won’t just randomly find it if they decide to come into my dorm and move back over to the bed. Maybe I can text Yosano to bring me a painkiller or two. I could really use it, my head is fucking killing me right now.

I’m about to curl up in my bed when there’s an annoying knock at my door. I grumble and glare at it before getting up and going over, opening the door and glaring at the person who dared to disturb me. “What?”

“I brought you something,” Kunikida says as he pushes a small pill bottle in my hands. “Painkillers. For your migraine-level headache.” I look down at the bottle and run my thumb over the label before sighing. “Thanks,” I say as I run my hand through my hair. “Is this everything? You just wanted to drop off some painkillers?”

“I also brought some food,” he says as he lifts the plastic bag in his hands. It looks like he just went to a convenience store. “I’ll be honest, I don’t really know how to cook, and I don’t want you in the kitchen right now. So I went and bought us something. It’s not going to be healthy, but I…I suppose one morning won’t be a big deal.”

I stare at Kunikida for a while, silent. He stands in my doorway and opens his mouth to say something, but I beat him to it. “Have you had five cups of coffee this morning?”

“I’ve only had one so far,” Kunikida says as he adjusts his glasses. “I just didn’t get black-out drunk last night.”

“Point taken,” I mutter and step aside for him to come in. I close the door behind him and he goes over to the table, setting everything down before tossing the bag in the appropriate bin. “Wow you really meant it when you said it was shitty.”

Instant ramen. I’m not surprised, Kunikida has probably never actually been in a convenience store before, but I’m sure that the one near the agency has some decent breakfast options. So either he completely missed them or he went for the ramen on purpose. Still, I pick up one of the packets and start getting everything ready, yawning and wincing from the pain in my head. I have to pause what I’m doing for a moment to take a pill, but then I go back to getting my ramen all set up.

It doesn’t take long, and I move to the table to let Kunikida start working on his. I sit down and say thanks before starting to eat, blowing on the still very hot noodles before starting to eat them, using the chopsticks to help them into my mouth as I chew.

Kunikida comes over and sits down to start eating his own as well, and silence falls over the two of us as we just eat our instant ramen breakfast, the painkiller slowly kicking in to cancel out the effects of the hangover. I still definitely have a hangover, but the symptoms can at least be manageable.

“I’m sorry about your friends,” Kunikida says after a bit and I look up at him. “The ones that you lost at your former job. I’m sure it hurt you.”

“...yeah,” I whisper before blowing on my noodles again and taking a bite. I chew on them for a bit before swallowing. “It was years ago, so it’s really not a big deal right now. I’ve come to terms with it.”

I had two years to do so.

This is Asra, my first DnD OC! He’s a half elf Wizard~

Also the ones in the Chibi style are from my friend, they gave my permission to post and said I don’t need to exactly credit them but I will anyway. Uh, my friend. They don’t have tumblr lol

Here’s a snippet from Chapter 7 of my ADA!Chūya AU, For the Tainted Human! This scene is one of Chūya’s memories, and this chapter gets pretty emotional. Chūya has a story to tell and maybe now is the best time~

“What is this?” Dazai asked as he lifted his head and turned towards my phone. I gripped him tighter, pulling him back towards me so he couldn't change the song. “Does that matter? I want to listen to it.”

“It just sounds…sad. Not like you,” he said as he turned back around and wrapped his arms around the back of my neck again. I shrugged and snuggled deeper into him, keeping our legs entwined under the sheets. “So? I’m allowed to like sad songs too.”

“I never said that, Chibi~ I was just saying that it’s the first time I’ve heard you listen to it, that’s all.”

“...It’s called Gavi’s Song.”

“Gavi’s Song?”

“Yeah. The artist released it after her best friend died. She’d been working on it with him, but he didn’t make it through to the end, so she released it as a homage to him or something. I think it’s really beautiful. Call me sappy, I don’t care.”

“Why would I do that?” Dazai placed his finger under my chin and lifted my head, meeting my gaze with a soft smile. “If Chibi thinks it’s beautiful, that means is must be beautiful~ Since Chibi is the most beautiful thing in the world~”

“S-Shut up…” I muttered as I moved my head and hid my face again, getting a chuckle out of him. We were still new to our actual relationship, so the softer flirting embarrassed me. It also sometimes reminded me of that place, though I never told him. He didn’t know about that place, and I wanted it to stay that way.

“You really like this artist, huh?” Dazai asked after a moment and I slowly nodded. “Yeah,” I whispered without moving my head. “She’s good. The music’s complicated and loud enough to keep me focused but it also helps keep me from singing along.”

“Does she tour?”

“Dazai, you are not taking me to go see her in concert. I don’t even know when she’s coming to Japan next.”

“Alright, fine. But I’ll keep an eye out, don’t worry.” He pressed another light kiss to my forehead and my cheeks flushed a little more as I tried burying myself deeper into him. He snorted and ran a hand over my head, letting his fingers get tangled in my hair and gently working the knots that had developed overnight out. “Your hair’s getting long.”

“I know.”

“Are you gonna cut it?”

“Probably not this time. I want to try having it long.”

“I think long hair will suit you.”

“You just want something to grab when I’m being a brat.”

“That is a benefit, I will admit~ But it’ll look so good with Chibi’s dresses~”

“What is with you and those damn dresses?”

“Chibi looks go pretty in them~ Like a god sent into my life~”

“...Osamu, you’re a dork.”

“What did you call me?”

“I called you mackerel, stupid mackerel.”

“No you didn’t. That doesn’t even sound like what you said! I think you said my name! Chibi called me by my name!”

“Wha- No I didn’t!”

“Yes, you did!”

“No, I didn’t you stupid-” He shut me up with a well-timed kiss as he pushed me down onto the bed, rolling us over so that I was on my back and he was above me. I gave in easily, kissing back as I moved to grip his hair, letting him have full access to my mouth as he wanted. We were still working out how to be gentle with each other, since we both knew just how rough we could go and were used to being, but I didn’t mind. The gentler times gave us a chance to figure out my “subspace” or whatever it was called so that we knew how to deal with it during our rougher nights.

I just wished I remembered more after I slipped that night.