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The colleges AU saga continues! 👏 No like seriously, this is a direct continuation of the previous post (nevermind the fact that I drew this one first). Anyways they had gathered in Sigma's apartment to study for a group project but ended up playing board games and nerly burning the apartment down (Sigma has officially banned them of playing board games in his apartment now), hair braiding while some of them, *cough *cough fyolai *cough, passionately making out in the corner. It wasn't all that bad untill Fyodor pulled out a bottle of vodka, seemingly out of thin air, and oh well, the rest is history!

Heres a sneak peek of the fanart ive been doing for @kyosuku ‘s courtesan dazai au on ao3, you should absolutely go read it!!!!!

Character profile;

Name: Dazai Jisatsu 

Name origin: "Jisatsu" may or may not directly translate into "suicide" from Japanese 😭 I mean it's fitting though? 

Gender: male, he/him

Family: Osamu, Chuuya, Shiwasu (older twin sister)

Ability name: A Human's Sorrow

Ability description: my friend (@mi1ikan) came up with this mishmash of Soukoku's abilities; basically, Jisatsu can "kidnap" and take an ability user's ability just by touching them, and he doesn't need to keep constant contact to keep nullifying. The longer he keeps the ability "captive" the more it damages his health though (similar to Chuuya's damage during Corruption). The more abilities he kidnaps all at once, the faster his health deteriorates. When he "kidnaps" an ability his appearance changes, his hair goes from brown to orange and his eyes go from blue to a reddish-brown (so he can't really hide when he's taken an ability)

Age: 19

Height: 5'11

Occupation(s): student, Port Mafia executive 

Likes: alcohol, dogs, teasing others, fashion, going for drives to clear his mind

Dislikes: pain, dogs, rats, hard work, death

Birthday: August 13th

Hair color(s): brown (changes to orange)

Eye color(s): blue (changes to a reddish-brown)

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I really can't draw oh my God he looks like a serial killer and a fuckboy at the same time 😭🙏 I'm sorry my art skills can't do his justice 😔

This series of artworks/characters has been really fun tbh, I really liked making Jisatsu. (And while illustrating all these semi-OCs I'll still be experimenting with digital art lmao)

He's the second youngest person to become a Port Mafia executive (at 19; Dazai holds the record at 18). His sister Shiwasu is also an executive at 19, but since she's older she's third youngest (they were both promoted at the same time).

Jisatsu is a happy kid, and while he's a bit of a tease he's not an idiot. He gets work done (although not quickly) and he's capable of taking care of himself, he's liked by most people

Next is Ranpoe :D

🗣️: "Yea, they were just the best of the bestest friends."

Soukoku 18+ only Discord Server

Here's the main invite for the 18+ only / adults only SKK (Dazai Osamu / Chuuya Nakahara, from Bungo Stray Dogs) discord server.

While it's 18+, there's SFW channels too. So if NSFW isn't your thing, it's fine!

It's new, small and chill but active. You can talk about the serie and the duo, share any type of art, theories, spoilers and more.

There's specific channels and small activities for artists and writers. We do writing sprints, prompt memes, art study sessions, art streams, collabs, etc.

Since it's a discord server, we often play games too.

If you find this later and the invite is expired, send me a message.

Hope to find you there :D

discord.gg/B3HzQbBVR4

Love, after all, is a wonderful thing.

Soukoku headcannons because they have taken over my life

(Remember how I said I don’t write romance? Guess there’s a first time of everything •v•)

Port Mafia

Dazai fell first and harder

They have matching rings they got from the arcade and wore them all the time until they eventually broke. The rings were bound to break eventually considering how many battles they had been through, but they didn’t break during a battle. The duo were arguing about who knows what for the millionth time and the rings just snapped. They looked down at the pieces of plastic that had hit the floor in silence for a few minutes. (“If Chuuya wanted a divorce he could’ve just said so.” “Shut up and go win us new ones.”)

They both have specific items they steal from each other whenever they’re going to be separated for some time (separate missions, hospital stays, etc.). Chuuya will steal Dazai’s black hoodie that has what looks like lightning strike decals on the sides of the sleeves. Dazai will steal Chuuya’s white blanket that has what is supposed to be a slug and a mackerel messily stitched in one of the corners from when Chuuya was first learning how to embroider. They always make sure to return it without the other noticing when they get back from wherever they were so the item will smell like the other when it’s time for the duo to be separated again. Of course, both know the other takes said items, but neither say anything.

They paint each other’s nails every now and then. Black is they’re default color but they’ve also tried various nude/pink shades, blues, reds, and some glitters.

They’ve both attempted eyeliner (liquid and pencil) and failed. Both ended up with the liner all over their eyelids, but that didn’t stop either of them from laughing at the other.

They were each other’s first kiss. It was 2 in the morning and they were watching a movie. Since they can never agree on what to watch, they have a bowl with random numbers in it and whichever number is pulled is what they type in on the tv. Tonight some romance movie had been selected. Neither were particularly interested but they watched anyways (mainly to see whose movie plot prediction was right). Chuuya was growing sleepy towards the end. Sleep never came easy to Dazai so he let his mind wonder why the kiss scene at the end was always made out to be this grand moment. He turned to Chuuya who had laid his head to rest on his shoulder. He tucked his finger under Chuuya’s chin to tilt his head up and connected their lips. It was quick, not nearly as drawn out as the one playing on the screen. Yes, they both liked dramatics but it’s important to not over do it. They both hummed as they broke apart. It was pleasant, but it was not firework worthy as the movies had made it seem. Chuuya rested his head again, this time in the crook of Dazai’s neck rather than the edge of his shoulder before saying “Next time put some chapstick on. Get the strawberry one.”

Dazai finds children to be annoying, but he doesn’t exactly like or dislike them. Chuuya adores children and finds them to be endearing. To Dazai, there is very little in this world that can make him laugh as children falling. He's not necessarily laughing because the child may or may not be hurt, but more so at the face they make when they're processing what happened and then start crying. Chuuya yells at him despite this explanation.

The first and last time they said "I love you" was the night Dazai left. Before placing the bomb under Chuuya's car, Dazai had used his spare key to enter Chuuya's apartment to take his car keys. An extra precaution to ensure Chuuya wasn't caught in the explosion. He was supposed to be in and out, but he couldn't resist checking on Chuuya one last time. He peeked into the bedroom to find Chuuya already fast asleep. He walked over and watched him for a bit, knowing it would be a long time before he would be able to do so again in peace. He reached in his pocket and applied the strawberry chapstick to his lips before leaning down to connect their lips. Chuuya stirred at the contact and even though he cracked his eyes open, it was clear his mind was still very much asleep. Dazai pulled back after a few seconds and placed the chapstick along with his spare apartment key on Chuuya's bedside table. He briefly debated on leave a note before deciding he had already been in the apartment for too long. The last thing he wanted was to make it seem like Chuuya knew of his departure beforehand. "I love you," Dazai said in a quiet voice. It took more in him to actually get the words out then he cares to admit. "I love you so much. Forgive me for what I'm about to do, especially to your car, but this is for the best." These words came out more broken then he intended, but he hopes he got his point across. "I love you too," Chuuya mumbled out, eyes shut and snuggling deeper into his pillow. Dazai would come to cherish the moment the second he stepped out of the apartment. Chuuya does not remember it, but believed those three words to have been merely apart of his dream.