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    "Generally speaking," Dazai says, and he doesn't sound anything like the Dazai that Chuuya knows, "I can't imagine I'd go through the effort of faking my death when dying is both easier to achieve and more of a pleasant experience. Though it depends on the how and the why, of course."

    "Bastard, stop talking in circles and–"

    "Boss, huh?" Dazai says, and Chuuya breaks off. It sounds wrong, from Dazai, and Chuuya lets Dazai go. Dazai drops down to both knees, and then sits there, gazing past Chuuya and looking at the makeshift shrine on the imposing wooden desk. There's something dark in his gaze, and it's almost comforting. Almost, because it's familiar; it's a knife in the darkness that Chuuya has watched bring down hundreds of people.

    "What," Chuuya snaps. "Going to tell me you want the position back?"

    "Back," Dazai murmurs, drumming his fingers on his knees before he finally climbs back up to his feet. His hands go into his pockets, his posture relaxed and easy, and none of it makes any sense. "Chuuya, was I really?"

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    In which Dazai of the Beast light novel the Dazai of canon swap places and have to solve some mysteries to return home. Or try to, at least.

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    05 Jul 2026

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    took me almost a month to get around to finishing it (oops), but man, I love this

  2. Rec 7

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    “You slipped Me something,” Master hummed. He didn’t sound upset, not really.

    “Flu meds,” Ivan said, rinsing the suds from Master’s hair. “Because You’re sick.” Master frowned.

    “I am not,” He insisted. “I don’t get sick.”

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    fyodor gets sick, and ivan takes care of him like a good dog

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    25 Jun 2026

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  3. Rec 11

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    “Where have you come from?” Fyodor spoke softly, almost inaudible through the deafening blow of wind. He held eye contact only for a brief moment before his gaze wandered elsewhere, examining the tracks in the snow—No, the absence of them.

    “I'm—Travelling through here you see, I… suppose I should've paid more attention to the weather forecast” Nikolai gripped his sides and whimpered. “...Let me in, just to warm up? Please?”

    He shuffled his foot forward, shifting his weight as if he were trying to squeeze past the other man.

    It appears whichever examination the stranger had been conducting, Nikolai had passed, as he set a hand on his shoulder and ushered him inside. “You poor thing, you must be starving…”

    “Oh, I am.”

    ...

    Lost and hungry in the midst of a snowstorm, Nikolai takes shelter in a kind stranger's home. Said stranger is not as kind as he thought.

    Illustrations included!

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    21 Jun 2026

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    yes nikolai keep drinking that anemic man's blood PLEASE

  4. Rec 7

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    “I found a new method recently!” Dazai cheerily announces, light with the knowledge that Fyodor won’t mind.

    “Oh?” There’s a smile in Fyodor’s voice. “Pray tell?”

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    15 Jun 2026

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  5. Rec 13

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    Dazai trapezes back into his life with a wink and a smile. “Suicide is back on the table, baby!”

    “Oh darling,” Fyodor says.

    (OR: Dazai comes to the keeper of the cemetery at quarter past one in the morning.)

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