feat. thoma, xiao, ayaka, scaramouche, venti ; gn reader
content. modern au, fluff, pining
notes. random scenarios with them and the question "what are we?"
♡ thoma !
he wonders sometimes in the beats of silence between your conversations that flow as easy as water what you think of him, whether your heart pounds for him the same way his does when he hears your voice or sees a message from you. how do you see him in those long hours of sitting together in an enormous field of flowers under the sun and the stars (but you were what his gaze was drawn to, unequivocally)? do you study his face the way he studies yours, every feature driving him crazy with your beauty? he wonders this the way he wonders what you are to him. friends, best friends, lovers, possibly, maybe? how badly he wants to ask. but too scared to ask for more than your friendship, he stays silent for now, not wanting to wreck this relationship that means so very much to him.
♡ xiao !
your pen scribbles the words what are we? in red ink across the back of an origami bird that you place on the table before leaving in the morning. the first answer he writes in green ink is people. unsatisfactory, you think, and put a tiny folded dragon in the pocket of his sweatshirt right after it comes out of the wash. this time, he says dating, and you slip a puppy between the pages of his notebook. living together. in a relationship. in a very serious relationship. he starts to look forward to the tiny paper animals scattered everywhere. you await his responses with bated breath every day. infatuated. head over heels. cutest couple in the country. he hears your laughter as you discover the notes from another room and covers his face to hide his pleased blush. what are you, what are you? in love, in love, in love, so in love that the world could come crashing down and you'd only see each other.
♡ ayaka !
she has asked herself too many times to count, and asked you even more, and every time the answer is the same; best friends, of course. it fills her with the deepest despair and the brightest joy at the same time, as she knows that simply hoping for a different outcome would result in nothing. how often does she wonder if she's really happy just being your best friend? what if she was more? curiosity, simple curiosity is what leads her to finally work up the courage; a single kiss, that's all. but it's so much more than that at the same time, so much more that she doesn't ask what you are again, secure in her knowledge of the answer. after all, you tell her you love her every day, she doesn't need to ask you to say it. though you would; a million times if she wanted you to, over and over and over in a million ways.
♡ scaramouche !
he's hard pressed to admit any kind of vulnerability, but you've always been able to coax it out of him with barely any effort at all. you poise the question on a lazy afternoon, siting together in the back of a library with textbooks open on your laps as you twirl a pencil in your fingertips. what are we? what a stupid question, he scoffs, and you place a hand over your heart with mock sadness at the answer. still, you're able to see the face he makes -- shock and joy and he's totally smitten with you even if he wouldn't easily say it aloud, because you asked we, as in the two of you, and it takes a few beats but he says a couple, idiot. he snickers at the way you squeal hearing his response, but he feels warm inside as you hold his hand all through the rest of the afternoon.
♡ venti !
sitting on the grass in the dark with tiny fireflies all around, you rub sleep out of your eyes and watch his calm expression. it's quiet, and you break the silence first, asking the question that's flashed in and out of your mind for every moment you've been here with him. what are we? he parrots, and sighs a breath of the cool night air. what are we, indeed. he never gave you a proper answer -- at least, not then -- and you forgot about asking in the whirlwind of conversations you have with him every day. still, he has one in mind, if you're ever to ask again. who's asking? to the world and the universe, nothing. he tilts his head back even now and thinks of it as he looks up at the night sky, hoping that you see him in the stars the same way he sees you. to each other, everything.
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XIAO HELD YOUR HAND in angst, a bitter face displayed on his face as yours was painted worried. he looked down at the ground, he can’t and couldn’t look you in the eyes, his tight grip making your heart race in anxiety. the cold air of the wangshu inn made xiao regret the time of his confession. the weather was so bitterly nice, the sunset going down in a pleasant orange fire down the rivers, reflecting and shining as if gold.
“im sorry.” a soft whisper nearly something you couldn’t hear. you tilted your head and smiled gently, continuously holding your lovers hands.
“and what’s that sorry for, dear -“
“we can be anymore.”
your hands went bitter cold as the color on your face disappeared, the firey color went down as the night appeared suddenly. the orange flame color of your skin went away, only to be left with a cold blue color of sadness.
“xiao, if your joking, this isn’t f -“
“why would i be joking.” he let go of your hands on haste, looking down at the wooden flooring. you moved your head to meet his eyes with yours.
“xiao, pleased talk to me. what’s going on ? why are you bringing this up all of a sudden.”
xiao mumbled under his breath, something you couldn’t catch in which he repeated.
“i should’ve never been with a mortal like you.”
and with that, the hand you were holding dissolved into thin air, the real dust making you tear, your hand still extended out as if he would appear and take it again. your knees became weak as you held into the railing for support, hands shaking and eyes watering on what had just happened. you shook out a whispered cry, something you haven’t done for a while.
you weren’t supposed to be his lover, so why did he feel this way ? a sense of regret and a burning in his heart. you were nothing but a mortal anyway. its best to forget about these feelings.
It was just a joke when it left your friend's lips, saying that it would be interesting to see people's reactions to being told those three words, whether they meant it or not.
They weren't expecting you to go along with it, but then...
—without a hitch in your breath, straightening your back as you grab their hands within yours, all while looking at them right in the eyes,
"I love you."
—you confidently say.
Now then, who will falter in this so-called game?
XIAO — the bashful
With the way you look at him tenderly while you say those words...it wouldn't be a surprise when he immediately averts his eyes away from you and covers his reddening ears—a pathetic way to deny defeat. The fact that he actually holds feelings for you won't help in this situation either. But since you're only friends, you simply laugh it off, teasing him a little bit before dropping the game entirely. You thought it made him uncomfortable but...oh well, you've always been quite the oblivious one after all. Xiao scowls to himself as he thinks about your stupidness in the name of love.
KAZUHA — the smiley face
This guys is almost always smiling, what made you think he'd actually react to what you say? Kazuha can hear whether words are straight from heart or not, so when you say "I love you" without meaning it romantically, he knows and just goes :) . That's why it's easy for him to keep his composure, even if he's a little hurt. You whine a little at his lack of reaction, calling him boring and annoying. Imagine your surprise when he suddenly says, "I love you too". You burst out in surprise and confusion while he simply smirks, saying that it would be unfair if he's the only one who has to be the receiver. The red tint in your cheeks keeps him satisfied.
AYATO — the teaser
Mf asks you to repeat it, saying that he couldn't hear it. "I know." he proudly smirks when you do repeat it. An irk makes its way to your face, your features scrunching in annoyance as you slap his shoulder lightly, growing tired of his bully of a self. Now when it's his turn to say it, he immediately refuses to. You gawk in betrayal, saying he's being unfair, but he suddenly leans into your ear, his breath feeling warm over your shoulder. "I don't like exposing myself for the sake of some game." His words leaves you with even more questions. He pulls away with a straight face, examining you as you ask him what he meant; he simply smiles and slurps his boba in response.
ITTO — the panic
Big himbo guy with also a big personality. Do you expect him to take your words calmly? I'd be damned if you say yes. "I- KABZJSHEJWJS??!!" He screams incoherents as his face goes bright red, attempting to run away before you tug him back down in front of you, teasing him that the one and only Aratakki Itto can't handle such words? He stutters as he feels you step down his pride, immediately crossing his arms and breathing in and out to calm his erratic nerves. He tries to take revenge by saying it back, but it immediately backfires when he stutters while doing so. You snort at his attempts of letting out those words, an undying heat crawling up his neck with how embarrassing the whole ordeal is.
SCARAMOUCHE — the no reaction
You could literally crawl onto his lap and whisper said words without him breaking composure at all, man's got game. He just scowls and pushes you off his lap while muttering how weird you are, then immediately standing up to leave. You fear that you have made him uncomfortable, and immediately went after him to apologise—needless to say...he really DOESN'T want you to follow him, so he just kinda...ignores you, or more practically...avoids you. Who knows, maybe the game did have an effect on the little guy, and he's just trying to stay away from you to try and secure the last bits of composure he has. But hey, it's just a speculation, right?
CHILDE — the laughter(loser)
No no, don't get him wrong. He's not making fun of you, nor does he plan to. He's simply trying to suppress his emotions by laughing obnoxiously—a way to convince himself that it's just a joke and that you aren't saying it seriously. It's just a game, he tells himself to ignore the butterflies in his stomach. Of course and obliviously, you take this the wrong way and immediately kick him on his shin for being mean. He yelps and immediately goes to say sorry when you flare up in anger and embarrassment. Well...it's not really his fault since he doesn't know you're being sincere, but...he's so annoying, isn't he?!
ALBEDO — the quiet
"..." He just, stares at you. His perceptive eyes examining your posture, your tone, your breathing pattern and the way your eyes lightly dilated when you said those words. Coming down to a conclusion, he simply lets out a barely noticeable smirk as he continues his painting, watching you go slack and disappointed at his reaction. You were about to get up and leave the suffocating atmosphere created by his silence, but that is...until he perks up, "Are you sure this is just a game and not some ingenious way to tell me you hold feelings for me to know how I'd react?", with the way you stutter back in shock at his revelation, he already knows the answer.
THOMA — the shy
10/10, definitely has the cutest reaction. He just goes "Ahh..." while his face goes bright red, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck while he struggles to form words. With how he looks, it's impossible to NOT bully him a little more, so you did—sneaking up behind him to say "I love you" again, and he goes redder, if it's even possible. "Y-you shouldn't say things you don't mean...!" He says, trying to push you since you were too close for his mental being to handle. All is well, until you look at him straight in the eyes, all hints of joking and teasing dropping when you genuinely smile at him, "I love you, Thoma." if you can't say things you don't mean, then you'll simply just mean it this time.
memo happy chuu day! this is from my old blog so if you’re still out there anon, i hope you’re feeling better + please take good care of yourself <3 !!
chuuya loves you so so much, and he hates seeing you so uncomfortable. he would gladly switch spots with you if he could
he’s so sweet and understanding when it comes to periods. kouyou raised him well !!
doesn’t mind if accidents happen, like if you ever bleed through the sheets. if you try to apologize, he’s giving you the biggest “are you serious” look before carrying you into the bathroom to get cleaned up while he takes care of the bed
he isn’t squeamish around blood, courtesy of his line of work, but seeing yours, even if it’s from something natural like your period, makes him feel uneasy
speaking of his job, as demanding as it is, he’ll do everything he can to make sure he stays with you on your worst days
if he did have to leave, he’d give you lots of kisses, apologize endlessly, and make sure everything you need is within reach before he leaves. he’d also give you the number that goes directly to his work phone, just in case of an emergency or if you miss him :(
even if you call him while he’s doing something important like a mission, he’ll keep his phone to his ear as he kicks ass with one hand
he’s not the kind of man who’s too insecure to buy pads or tampons, but he’d never leave you alone like this if it isn’t necessary. he sends one of his men to do it for you. and while they’re at it, he’ll tell them to pick up your favorite take out too
he’ll do anything for you on a normal day, but when you don’t feel well he’s especially doting
if you get nauseous, he’s there with a hot cup of you ginger tea. if you’re having a hot flash, he’s grabbing ice packs and holding them to your skin for you. if you have a headache, he’s pulling the curtains closed and pressing kisses against your forehead and temples
and now cramps >:| my mortal enemy. he’ll get you pain relievers, heating pads, a tens machine, give you a massage, take you to an acupuncturist, anything to take away your pain. he’s got lots of money just waiting to be spent, so just say the word, and he’ll do it
if you’re the kind of person who’s bedbound on your period, he’ll stay with you and keep you entertained. he’ll bring video games like mario kart or smash bros where you can be competitive with each other
it’s nice spending time together that you usually don’t get, even if he wishes you weren’t so uncomfortable
when he inevitably loses, he’ll tell you he let you win because you don’t feel well…he’s lying
you’re the only person who’s allowed to laugh at his expense. he knows you’re in pain, and seeing your smile (even if it took a crushed controller to get there) makes him happy
he’ll do anything to make you feel less “gross”: showering with you, face masks, under eye gels, lighting candles, he’ll even do your nails if you want him to
if you bloat and get insecure with your weight, he’ll use his ability to make you lighter
if you get irrationally angry at something, he’s hyping you up!! you could be cussing out the table for stubbing your toe and he’d be like “yeah, you tell em, baby!!”
unless the something you’re angry at is him. in that case, he’s probably learned to just apologize and take the L before an argument happens (even if it hurts his ego to do so </3)
BONUS !
you’re sitting on the counter as chuuya stands between your legs, carefully applying your favorite face mask to your skin after insisting he wanted to take care of you.
he’s so cute all focused, a spa headband pushing his bangs back, his handsome face on full display. you can’t help but kiss his forehead, and then his nose, and then his cheekー
“stop moving, will ya? i’m trying to pamper you.”
“can’t, sorry.” you keep kissing his face, legs wrapping around his back to pull him closer before you finally press your lips against his. “you’re just too pretty.”
his lips turn down, but the pink hue on his cheeks gives him away. “i thought i was taking care of you right now.”
“you were,” you take the brush and jar out of his hand, smearing some on his nose. “it’s my turn.”
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Hello there! I was wondering if you could write hcs for Kunikida, and Dazai coming home to see their s/o crying because of stress from collage but still trying to finish everything because it’s almost due. I was bawling my eyes out but then remembered “oh this is due in 2hrs” and proceeded to write the essay. Take your time there’s no rush :>
a/n: thank you so much for the request! it was so much fun to write and i apologize that it has taken so long. college stress is horrible, i hope it's not as bad anymore as it used to be<33 also, in honor of chuuya's birthday and the new chapter, i wrote for him too :)
warning(s): cursing in chuuya's part.
your tears have the ability to melt the wall dazai built around his heart.
dazai won't immediately show deep concern and he wouldn't try to lighten the mood with his dramatic act. instead, dazai follows the sound of your crying and ends up in the bedroom. he stops in the doorway and observes the scenario; your glittering cheeks, the cramped fingers that press on the backspace, the tension in your shoulder blades, and the open books spread on your bed. figuring out what the cause is of your tears is child's play for dazai. however, that doesn't take away how horrible he finds it to see you so stressed to the point you are crying.
dazai would call your name gently and he can hear the sound of a piece of his heart shattering once you look at him with watery eyes. especially if the sight of your boyfriend makes you cry even harder, dazai feels a kind of coldness slip under his skin.
dazai would walk over to you and kneel in front of you. his eyes radiate a kind of gentleness that's only reserved for you and one of his hands tuck a strand of hair behind your ears. "what's making my beautiful belladonna cry, hm?"
when you inform him about all the assignments and in particular the one assignment that's due at midnight, the one you totally forgot about and isn't finished yet, dazai silently listens while his mind finds hundreds of ways to make sure that pained expression on your face disappears soon.
it doesn't matter how stressed, panicked, or stubborn you are for dazai to convince you to take a small break. he'll hold your hand while you make a small walk around the block and if there are any ingredients at home dazai can make a simple dish of, he would. dazai would even text atsushi to buy your comfort food or anything you might need.
although dazai wouldn't be very helpful with finishing assignments, his presence is already enough. he would sit behind you with his head resting on your shoulder. he would play with your hair and place soft kisses between your shoulder blades. every now and then, he watches over your shoulder and gives you advice on spelling, articulation, or something you can expand on. dazai would also be great at coming up with those sentences that make you reach the word count faster.
after you have finished your assignment and let out a breath of relief, dazai is all over you. how dared that assignment claim all of your attention? it's a good thing you have time for your needy boyfriend now. dazai's arms lock around you and he kisses you as if he tries to erase the stress you have felt. dazai knows he never wants to see you stressed like that ever again.
your tears immediately concern kunikida and he can't help but feel protective over you.
kunikida would have a hunch on what's the cause of your tears by the way you were flipping through your schedule and how the floor was covered with papers. kunikida has noted down a list of habits you show when you're stressed or upset and seeing them all back in your behavior now fills kunikida with concern.
kunikida would be calm and steady, a reliable presence. he walks over to you and kneels down, observing your avoiding glaze for a few seconds before he gently grabs your chin. "what's troubling you, y/n, dear?"
when you inform kunikida about all the assignments you still have to do and how one is due at midnight, kunikida listens patiently. he asks if he can take a look at your schedule and gently grabs it out of your cramped fingers. you'll hear a low hum coming from kunikida's chest while he then asks for a pen. you silently watch how your boyfriend makes adjustments to your schedule.
kunikida, who is familiar with your routines and habits, makes the perfect schedule for you to follow. The first thing on your list is? a fifteen-minute break where he can take care of you. kunikida will let you rest in his arms while he calmy tells you how everything is going to be okay.
when you go back to studying, kunikida is right there to give you anything you need. he brings you a cup of tea, prepares dinner, gives you snacks, a blanket, a massage, etc. anything to make you feel comfortable during studying.
kunikida would check your work afterwards and point out certain adjustments you can make.
whatever was on kunikida's schedule that night, he neglects it for you. you are his first priority right now. kunikida wants to see you shine brightly again, even though he secretly enjoys taking care of you. kunikida is unable to think of anything else but you when you're so upset.
after you have finished the schedule he made for today, kunikida would place his strong hands on your previous tensed shoulders while his lips touches your forehead. he tells you how hard you worked and how proud he is. if you decide to wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him deeply, kunikida will blush and stammer a little. he enjoys it very much though.
chuuya wouldn't even notice all the college books lying around you. when he comes home and sees you crying, he immediately wants to beat up whoever made you upset. "that bastard. who the fuck do i need to hit for hurting you, y/n?"
chuuya can't help it. your tears are like a punch to his stomach. if someone or something hurts you, it means they hurt him as well. and well, you don't want to piss off chuuya.
when you tell chuuya that nobody hurt you, or better said college hurt you, the mafia executive calms down a little but not completely. your red cheeks are still stained with tears and he can feel your tensed shoulders shake under his hands.
after you told him about your assignments, chuuya clenches his jaw. he would rant a little on how irresponsible your college is for giving you so much work, because how dares it to make his beloved sweetheart cry?
when chuuya calms down, he would try to help you in the best way he can. chuuya stays by your side for the whole night and pours in a glass of wine for the both of you unless you prefer another drink. chuuya is quite the motivational speaker and he forces you to take a small break every now and then. "if you take a small break now, you can continue your assignment in a few minutes with a fresh look."
during those breaks, chuuya motivates you to stand up and move a little. he also knows which stories to tell in order to distract you from the assignments.
when you're back to working on your assignments again, you can feel chuuya's shoulder against yours. he's actually really funny, often saying the things you are thinking, and his remarks make you smile.
after you finished the assignment for today, chuuya kisses your cheek and then your lips. he tells you how proud and happy he is for you. chuuya pours in another glass of wine, or anything else, to celebrate you are finished for today. his arm rarely leaves your waist and you can see how chuuya is finally able to completely relax.
Oh my god requests are open agahsks. I've had this idea stuck in my head for a while, yesterday's brainrot only made it worse, but I thought I'd pass it to you🤭.
I'd like to request a hurt/comfort fic with vulnerable Chuuya. The Chuuya who wants to make you happy, but also silently fears you will leave like the others in his life. The Chuuya who would give so much but expects little in return. The Chuuya who appears confident yet has insecurities about himself. And the reader basically comforts him about these things and shares his burden ahsjsks.
I hope this is not too abstract or anything please have fun with it if you decide to write it! Mwah!❤
𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 — 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐍𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚
◊ A/N: Thought I'd shoot two birds with one stone and get a req done at the same time. So thank you Kat for the req and a Happy Birthday to my wonderful Chuuya!! <3
◊ Genre: Hurt/Comfort
◊ Pairing: Chuuya Nakahara x GN!Reader
◊ CW: Slight Stormbringer Suggestions but no official spoilers
◊ Word Count: 1.0k
A spiraling world of colors and images that Chuuya could only imagine had appeared when he met you. To him, you were human. The type of human that was pure and beautiful; Who had flaws and acknowledged them. And, god, how he loved you for it.
In this chaotic, unraveling mess of an underworld, the mafioso beguiled in the tempestuous light of your embrace. How far he had come from his nightmarish scene of ice and blood.
The dull tick of an analog clock trickled into the silence of the midnight-filled evening. No moonlight flooded the room through the lace-lined window sills. Instead, the gentle wafts of cotton-like clouds enveloped the sweet shine of the moonstone in the skies.
Chuuya stared at the ceiling. His mind occasionally drifted to the redundant sounds of the clock, but, for the most part, he indulged in the light inhale and exhale of your breath.
You were alive beside him. He could hear your heart colliding against his chest. It sang a song of life and rejuvenation; Something he wondered would chime in his own chest.
Then a soft rustle beside him signaled the end of your peaceful slumber.
"Chuuya...? Are you still up?" The grogginess of your voice made the ends of his lips upturn slightly and he gently rolled onto his side to hold you tighter.
He whispered your name in the stillness and you reciprocated with a soft, sleepy smile that made his heart slowly melt. "Go back to sleep."
"Are you going to?"
Chuuya wished he could say yes. He wished he could stop staring at the ceiling and listening to a heart that beat from the life of another. He wished... Well, Chuuya wished for a lot of things.
"No, probably not."
"Mmm, then obviously I'm not either," you chuckled, "How about you tell me what's wrong? Bad dream?"
His eyes softened at the word. How he wished he could define the word "dream" in his own vocabulary. But dreams were the concepts and ideas that swam in the memories of others, not him.
Chuuya swallowed thickly. "No. None at all, in fact."
"Then... what's up?"
His silence prompted a short reassurance that he didn't need to say anything unless he truly desired it.
But Chuuya shook his head, lifting a hand to timidly stroke your cheek with his thumb. "Do you think we'll be together for a long time?" Chuuya whispered the words as if they were molded from glass.
"I hope so."
Your answer gave him that familiar rush of butterflies he occasionally had when with you. And he exhaled tenderly at the words. "There's just been so many people I've lost. I'm worried that one day I'll wake up and you won't be in my arms anymore. I couldn't lose you, I can't lose you."
"But I'm so scared of that. Could you even believe that?" He took a moment to scoff at himself. "I'm Arahabaki. I'm a vessel for destruction. I'm not even meant to be alive. Everything I've gained, I've lost... That's why you can't be another one of them."
You could see the insecurities flow into those beautiful eyes you'd fallen deeply for. They swirled and spiraled in a messy, cacophonic hurricane and Chuuya was in the eye of the storm. The man that lay beside you was a man that gave so much and expected so little, lay loyal to the whole world even if its back was against him, and cherished every little breath you sent out into this vast universe. You cupped his face, studying the sadness, regret, and sensitivity in his soul.
"I won't," you finally said, "I'm yours; forever and always. I know how hard you work for others. I see the way you extend a hand to others, I see your selflessness, and I see your humanity. For everything you've given to the world, I want to give you ten times more."
Chuuya seemed starstruck now. His mind was off the dull analog clock, nor did it trace the pattern of your heart. But, most of all, you could see the storm in his eyes wash away with this enveloping love. It flew like a swarm of a thousand butterflies and settled in his adoring gaze.
And after a peaceful quiet that only two lovers could enjoy, Chuuya asked his final question of the night.
"Tell me about your dreams."
"Dreams?"
"Yes, dreams, idiot. I didn't ask for nightmares, did I?" The soft, questioning observance in his eyes did little to subside the rush of warmth he gathered for you.
"Mm. I dream about you sometimes. I dream about a life we'd have in the future. Sometimes it's stupid things, other times it's scary. What about you?"
Chuuya simply smiled, "I don't dream. Although, sometimes I think you are one."
A soft slap to Chuuya's chest sent the two of you into a fit of quiet laughter in the early hours of the morning.
"That was so stupid," you gasped through whispy laughs. Chuuya rolled his eyes, squeezing you gingerly.
Your attention to the clock came soon after and it was then that you smiled brilliantly. "It's your birthday now."
"Is it?" Chuuya asked nonchalantly.
"I'd never forget it. How about you make a wish?"
"A wish?" Chuuya's bewildered tone left plenty of room for you to laugh at the childish manner he spoke in.
"Yes, a wish. Tell me any wish you want and I'll try to make it come true."
All of a sudden the wishes Chuuya had were all but lost into the starry sky. What else could he have in this world? He had never asked for much originally. In this jumbled world, filled with the plights of humans, and the perfectionism of lovers, Chuuya didn't quite have an answer. Then, it finally came to him.
"Alright. Then, I wish we have sweet dreams tonight."
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Hi! Can I request ❣️ and 💓 for the ask game with Dazai
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❣️ What makes them blush/gets their heart pounding?
This had also been answered here!
As I had mentioned, making him blush is not an easy task, but I feel that something else that makes Dazai flustered, or at least a little bit, would be to catch him off guard with affection. This does not happen often due to how guarded Dazai typically is, from his emotions to his actions. But in the presence of his significant other whom he feels he could lower his walls around and having not been used to affections and tenderness in his past, and hardened and somewhat desensitized by the bloodshed from his time in the mafia, he craves it. Catching him off guard this way is more likely in a setting of intimacy with only the two of you, and further into your relationship, since it is much more likely under such conditions that he is more relaxed. Maybe whisper praises or compliments at him when he lays on your lap with his eyes closed, or give him affection when he is busied with something else, for a few seconds, you may be able to see him caught off guard with a soft dust of red across his cheeks. Often times though, he would cover it up with his dramatic façade, like "Don't tease me, my love, if you're going to give me a kiss at least do it properly!"
💓 How do they act when they realize they’re in love/have a crush?
I personally think that it is not easy for Dazai to have a crush. Of course, he may be a flirt, and is known to be somewhat of a womanizer. But most of that is merely superficial in nature. I like to think that for him to have a crush it would be on people whom he had grown a bit close with, and is able to observe them at a closer distance, because Dazai craves a deep connection with someone. And when he realizes it, he will begin withdraw from them, hoping that those feelings of fondness for you will go away with distance and time. He will also become even more wrapped up in his façade when this realization comes. Because he is afraid, despite the two of you being somewhat familiar of each other, perhaps you two are co-workers in the ADA, that you will turn away from him and reject him for his past and his true self.
But when he realizes he is in love, this situation becomes different, since I like to believe that this stage does not happen until Dazai has begun his relationship with you. And has advanced quite far into the relationship too I might add, beacause to reach this stage with him, takes time, trust and patience. When he begins to realize that despite the fact that he begins lowering his façade, pushing you away a bit with his annoying acts, and opening up to you, that you wouldn't leave him, and that you continue to accept him, slowly but surely he feels that he is falling in love. At this point, you will see him becoming less dramatic in his acts of affection, and softer. Going from almost conventionally romantic acts of affection to his own signs of love, like noting your passions and what you like, and helping you in his own ways, such as when he realizes you are getting into an emotional slump attempt to suggest things to do in the attempt to pull you out of it before you reach the bottom. And in this stage, slowly you will also begin to see more of a genuine Dazai.