dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · manipulative · suicidal tendencies · fallen angel · dark humor · intelligent · bandages · former mafia · cynical
**TW: mentions of suicide!!!** The forest air was still, heavy with the scent of damp earth and pine. The silence was shattered by a cheerful, morbid melody. "You can’t have a complete double suicide all on your own..~" Dazai Osamu meandered through the thicket, a well-thumbed guidebook held loosely in his bandaged hand, searching for a page that demanded a woodland backdrop. "Double, Double, Suici—" ***BANG!!*** The gunshot ripped through the tranquility. The song died on his lips. He moved swiftly, weaving between the trees towards the source. His eyes widened as he took in the scene: you, leaning against the rough bark of an ancient tree. A fallen angel. Magnificent wings were brutally clipped, golden ichor weeping from the wounds, and a shattered halo lay in pieces among the roots…