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  1. Rec 9

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    This week, he offers an apple, he doesn’t pray for anything, and his chess move is stupid.

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    20 Jun 2026

  2. Rec 15

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    “I’m simply enjoying my boyfriend.” Dazai takes the next one, and when he pulls back Fyodor has his eyebrow raised.

    “Am I something to be enjoyed?”

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    20 Jun 2026

  3. Rec 19

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    Brown eyes look up at him, dull and glinting silver in the moonlight, framed by pale skin and red blood dripping down one cheek, matting brown hair that’s nearly black in the darkness. Fyodor looks down to where Dazai’s arm covers his stomach, the white bandages and light tan of his coat made dark with more blood. Copious amounts of it, given the way Dazai sways on his feet.

    “Fyodor,” he murmurs. His voice is rough, low, every word strained. “…Couldn’t go anywhere else. Didn’t know… anywhere else.”

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    20 Jun 2026

  4. Rec 13

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    Fyodor’s mouth twitches in a slight smile. “None of these are lethal and neither are the doses. You will be fine.”

    The curves of the ceiling meld together like bad artificial art. “Not dead, just druh- ugh- drugged out of my mind,” Dazai murmurs.

    “You might fare better praying to a god,” Fyodor answers, sickeningly sweet.

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    19 Jun 2026

  5. Rec *

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    Mori stands up, walking over to see the empty cup of matcha resting on the armrest, curled loosely in one hand, and Dazai sound asleep. He’s so small like this, lost in the big clothing, the couch he’s on.

    Not for the first time, Mori wonders what he’d do if he wasn’t head of the mafia. If he’d still find Dazai. If he could help him with more than stitches and hot tea.

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    17 Jun 2026