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  1. Public Bookmark 7

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    Ango didn't need to hire Soukoku for this job, and he certainly didn't have to be his usual asshole government self about it. He's lucky they didn't pile on the surcharges for being a dick about it. And on top of it, the job is boring, and Chuuya's really getting tired of not getting to do any fun jobs.

    Cue Dazai and malicious compliance, leading to a simple breaking & entering raid turning into a full-on undercover mission in an extremely exclusive nightclub. Which necessitates hot outfits, admission and drinks and private room expenses, travel, etc. - and a correspondingly high expense report for Ango to deal with.

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    Dazai looked at the pout on Chuuya’s face, not just due to the frustration of working for Ango and the government, but also due to the boring nature of the job.

    He looked at the plans again, and then minimized them and clicked over to the Pulse website. He scanned the pictures and blurb, and an evil smile crept onto his face. He returned to the architectural plans, paging through to the HVAC.

    Laughing inside, he set the computer on the coffee table.

    “But Chuuya,” he said, wide-eyed, his voice silky, “I don’t think you’re thinking this through clearly.”

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    11 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 94

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    Nakahara Chuuya has had a million questions his whole life.

    Why does he hear a stranger's voice when he sleeps? Why can't he remember the first seven years of his life? Why is Dazai Osamu hellbent on being the shittiest shithead to ever shit on this earth?

    On his 18th birthday, however, things change.

    Despite no answers, he no longer has so many questions.

    Just one:

    Where the fuck did these undead creatures come from?


    OR: Dazai and Chuuya are high-school enemies that have to work together to make it out of a zombie outbreak in their school — insert unwavering trust, mutual pining and a shitload of angst.


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    04 May 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 58

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    “You just had to be civil to him.”

    Ango was massaging his temples on their screen.

    Dazai scoffed.

    “Not my fault you sent me to seduce a–“

    “I have not sent you to seduce anybody–"

    “He's so annoying.” He complained. “And mean.”

    “Dazai. Lives are at risk here.”

    “He's as tiny as a slug and as annoying as a yapping chihuahua. And he's so ugly. I don't want to sleep with him–“

    “You don't have to– God!” Ango actually keened and bent over himself like he was in physical pain. Good. “Please, I beg of you, don't sleep with him. Don't sleep with anybody involved in this mission. It'd just complicate things so much more.”

    Was he actually forbidding him something like he was a toddler? Now Dazai might do it just out of principle.

     

    Or: Ango sends Dazai undercover to retrieve a lethal, unknown weapon. Enter Chuuya, the kind of scientist Dazai wasn't expecting to meet.
     

    (Or, or: For the sake of his mission and the fate of the Country, Dazai was not supposed to catch feelings. For once in his life, he actually failed.)

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    13 Apr 2026

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    ”That’s rare, school too much for the demon prodigy eh? You out of your league?” Chuuya smirks mentally filing the information away for him to give Dazai shit about later, ignoring the fact that he is probably in the same boat.

    Dazai smiles tightly, looking like a disgruntled cat- a terrifying disgruntled cat, “Anyways, we can’t just ask for admission mid year.”

     

    “Why.”

    “That’s how schools work.”

    “It’s dumb.”

    “I know, I’m sure there’s a logical explanation for it.”

    They wait, hoping the logical explanation would come soon. It doesn’t.

    Or; soukoku at UA.
    Working title : Dazai, chuuya, and the mortifying ordeal of finally acting their damn age.

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    29 Mar 2026