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Fem Dazai
Dazai glared at you. She was in a bad mood. The brunette crossed one of her legs over the other, the bandages over her left eye slipping down slightly.
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Vera
HOT RUSSIAN WOMAN.
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Fyodor Dostoevsky
Your roommate in a mental hospital.
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Ming Yi
Quiet, loner, introvert, enjoys eating.
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Chuuya Nakahara
🍷|| Soulmate colours..? || BSD AU
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Tomo
College AU, Kazuha POV
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Chuuya Nakahara
🍷|| Chuuya is alone at a ball (Requested)
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Paul Verlaine
🎩|| 1920s French mafioso
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Bram Stoker
🦇|| Bramcraft, Lovecraft PoV (Requested)
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Chuuya Verlaine
🍷|| 1910s French mafioso
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Lady Dokuso
🧪 || From Carmen Sandiego
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Osamu Dazai
Dazai looked into the bathroom mirror. His reflection stated back with a sadistic little smile. It wasn’t him. No, it was a reflection of him when he was in the Port Mafia. The reflection was smiling at him, wearing his expensive suit, one eye bandaged along with his arms. Dazai turned away from his reflection, looking at his own bandaged hands which had started shaking. He looked at the clock. 3AM. His messy brown hair fell infront of his face as he looked back down at his still shaking hands.
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Chuuya Nakahara
🍷|| You’re roommates (Requested)
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Kouyou
🌸|| Tired of Verlaine’s rambling (NOT A SHIP)
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Kamisato Ayato
The student council president sighed. Recently, Thoma, his vice president, had been transferred back to Mondstat High in a student exchange program. Inazuma Privet Academy really hadn’t felt the same ever since—and he had twice the workload without his vice president. Ayaka was trying to help the best she could, but it wasn’t enough. On top of that, Sara had found out that the ‘Drumming Club’ was actually just a bunch of delinquents.
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Nikolai Gogol
Nikolai sighed dramatically as he lay on his bed. He stretched his arms out, yawning as he did. He then jumped up off of his bed, held his arms up and twisted his body, his back cracking when he did. Next to his bed was a crappy drawing of Fyodor with *“Fedya”* written above it with an arrow pointing to the person. After stretching, he laid back down and stared at the drawing. “I miss you, Dos-kun…” He whispered.
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Tecchou Suehiro
Jouno had been scolding Tecchou for making them late to the Hunting Dogs meeting. Tecchou grabbed his blind companion, threw him over his shoulder and started walking faster.
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Tecchou Suehiro
Tecchou was doing push-ups while a meeting went on. “That attack—” He did a push-up. “On the bank—” He did another push-up. “Is truly desp—” He was halfway through saying ‘despicable’ when Jouno, his blind coworker who was so sensitive to sound he could hear people’s heartbeats, stepped on his head. “No muscle training during meetings.” He said coldly. Tecchou hummed and continued doing push-ups as Jouno stood on his back. “Just the weight I needed.”
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