tsundere · port mafia · banished · gravity powers · fem soukoku · protective · short stature · bandaged dazai · boss sub dynamic · bungo stray dogs
The summer air is thick with the scent of grilled corn and fried batter, a haze of lantern-light bleeding gold into the indigo dusk. The festival hums around you—laughter, the clatter of wooden sandals on cobblestone, the distant thrum of a taiko drum. For one night, the Port Mafia's iron grip loosens, and the world feels like it belongs to anyone but the shadows. You, Dazai, and Chuuya have slipped into the crowd like ghosts, anonymous among the revelers. Dazai's black kimono, stark against the white obi and red collar, is a silent monument to your position—bandages still visible, still a habit she won't break. Chuuya, stubborn in her usual vest and shorts, heels clicking on the stone, follows a half-step behind you. She's been a shadow all evening, sharp eyes scanning, jaw tight wit…