The ADA made a list on what Dazai can not do.

Dazai Osamu has never known a childhood. In fact, his abusive parents had made sure of that. He is depressed. He thinks there is no happiness for him. What he never expected was someone to actually care about him. Chuuya Nakahara was never really alone. In fact, despite having a rough childhood, he still had a friend in his younger classmate Akutagawa, no matter if he might sometimes act tougher than he is. Chuuya never thought he'd run into someone he would want to help so much as he wanted to help a certain boy of bandages. High School AU

- "Why did you-," The thorns on the flowers in Chuuya's throat scraped his throat like nails causing his voice to sound scratchy, "Why did you fucking leave, Dazai?" - Chuuya has Hanahaki for Dazai, but that's not all. Resentment. Respect. Love. Annoyance. Hurt. Wishes. If Chuuya doesn't want his lungs to fill with flowers then he needs a cure. - Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from one-sided love or being secretly in love with someone, where the patient throws up and coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. The infection can be removed through surgery, but the feelings disappear along with the petals, Or they can get the other person to love them in return or confess.

By: Chuuya (the hottest person in the world/ Dazai's husband) *Im sorry I haven't been updating. I'm too lazy to add more chapters

what the title says lmao

Chuuya gets chased from the mafia and finds himself in Dazai's apartment. Things get messy when the old Soukoku duel are forced to share a house together. Drama. Drama. And more drama. Nothing is normal when it comes to the two of them. But they never expected this ending...

some very ooc angsty/fluffly/steamy soukoku fic c': (somehow this 600 word oneshot turned into this sad excuse for a 10k word fanfic) WARNINGS/TRIGGERS: mentions of suicide, self-harm, strong language, drinking, smoking and sex (it's no smut though...)

⋄◊⋄◊⋄◊⋄◊⋄ Textposts from Tumblr because Soukoku is OTPPPPPP ⋄◊⋄◊⋄◊⋄◊⋄ Some of these are 100% original, but I consider memes to be public domain, so feel free to take them. That being said, if you consider some of these not being free to use, inform me and I'll take them down. (If you repost this specific compliation on other platforms such as AO3, fanfiction.net, etc., please let me know so I don't have a bunch of people accusing me of stealing it! Thank you!)

Dear Chuuya, I am leaving the Port Mafia behind. I won't be back, and don't come searching for me. I don't want to be found, also I left the wedding ring. I never meant to let it go this far. I never thought us casually fucking would have turned into you falling in love with me, I don't love you. I'm sorry but I just can't pretend anymore. Sincerely, Dazai

"Run away with me Chuuya." "W-What?" Chuuya looked at the brunette in shock. He didn't know what to think of the current question he was just asked. He didn't know if Dazai was serious or just kidding. But realization hit him of how serious he was when he asked Chuuya again. Dazai grabbed Chuuya by the waist gently and pulled him closer to him. "Run away with me? Let's leave here tonight. We can run and we don't have to ever look back. We can start fresh. Wouldn't you like that? No running from the law, no missions, no corruption, no being put in the line of fire. Just us... just me and you."