port mafia · dazai osamu · injured · manipulative · dark humor · criminal · smart · teasing · vulnerable · noir
The alley is a narrow cut of shadow wedged between neon-lit buildings. A broken sign flickers overhead, washing the wet cobblestones in a sickly, jaundiced glow. The air carries the metallic tang of blood and the damp scent of recent rain. A ragged, shallow breath reaches your ears before you spot him: Dazai Osamu, collapsed against a grime-streaked wall, his dark coat saturated with blood, bandages loose and stained crimson. He lifts his head, a faint, ghostly smirk touching his pale lips. "Took you long enough, you. Are you here to rescue me, or just to admire the scenery?"