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The last thing Chuuya expects while overseeing a routine shipment is for his sixteen year old self to appear out of thin air.
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Under the guidance of famous contemporary artist, Mori Ougai, Dazai dedicated his life to art a long, long time ago. From him, he learned how to become highly distinguished in his field, and more importantly, how to suffer.
But, on his first day teaching at Yokohama National University, he manages to upset Physics Professor, Chuuya Nakahara by "brazenly interrupting his class." It’s ridiculous, really, to have a meeting with the disciplinary office so early into his employment-- especially considering that the petit, redheaded professor absolutely overreacted.
Whatever. If he needs to make-nice with some pint sized asshole to avoid sabbatical, then so be it.
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Gravity Hotels and Casinos: the castle of Chuuya Nakahara. From Yokohama to the Las Vegas strip, the sun never sets on Chuuya's empire. But with the gambling, the money, the drugs, and the sex- came a messy divorce, a few DUIs, a couple stints in rehab, and hundreds of burned bridges.
After getting his driver's license back, Chuuya's sister, Kouyou, lets him take his nephew to Chuck E. Cheese after school. Obviously, to get the best prize and thus buy his nephew's affection, Chuuya (kinda-sorta) tries to rob the place.
Luckily, the handsome, bandaged man behind the arcade counter won't call the police- on one condition:
Chuuya becomes his new sugar daddy.
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- Part 2 of The King of Vices Multiverse
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"You’ll what?”
“You heard what I said, shitty Dazai. He doesn’t want you. Not a single one of them does, but I do. So you’re going to fucking stay here, because you don’t get to leave me again.”
“I’m not participating in this weird ass fantasy where we spend the rest of our lives together. I’m not him and you know it,” Dazai bites out, renewing his efforts to get out of his bindings.
Nakahara’s hand shoots out to pin him against the couch and stop his movements. “I know. Of course, I know that. But he owed me, and now he's fucking dead so you’re the one that’s going to pay on that debt. So, I am going to fucking keep you and when the times comes, I’m going to be the one kill you. You don’t have anything waiting for you out there, and you know it.”
Finally, Dazai stills. He tries to formulate a response, but he's not stupid, and there's no denying the truth. Slowly, he nods, and from above him, Nakahara grins.
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toxic skk situationship breakup + ada distancing themselves + beast chuuya being pulled in from his world = dazai, desperate for some sort of affection, and finding it in the absolute worst way possible
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- Part 5 of bsd fics that r between me, god, and ao3
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Twenty-two year old Nakahara Chuuya, bartender and college dropout, is going through all the motions of life. He has a simple job, a roof over his head, and food on the table. But although he has a life, he's not exactly... living.
That is, until one day, rich businessman and heir of Mori Corporation, Dazai Osamu, walks into his bar.
Although Dazai Osamu is stupidly perfect, and oddly charming, there's something about him that seems dangerous to Chuuya, and the rumors surrounding Mori Corporation and the Port Mafia don't help his case.
But, when Chuuya falls...
He falls hard.