Aku, Atsushi, Chuuya, Higuchi, And Whoever U Want--how Do They Act When They're Black Out Drunk??? Absolutely

Aku, Atsushi, Chuuya, Higuchi, and whoever u want--how do they act when they're black out drunk??? Absolutely shit faced?

Of course my love, I had so much fun writing these. Let the crack commence <3

Chuuya

As we all know he can fly but when he's drunk he'll fly into shit all the fucking time. The side of a building, random walls, the window of his penthouse. You name it he's probably flown into it and face planted it while drunk

He also suffers from short man syndrome and will not hesitate to punch anyone. He has been kicked out of many bars for throwing the bartender when they cut him off

He likes to flirt but when drunk, he turns into a mess. Slurring his words, mixing up pickup lines and or just forgetting how to speak. It's all happened to him before but if dazai is around? He turns into the best womanizer in all of Yokohama for the sake of his pride

His favourite drunk food is ramen, he'll make shitty 99 cent ramen in his penthouse and devour it

His normally refined palette goes out the window

While he can be aggressive, if you're friendly to him, Chuuya will be your friend and be an absolute sweetheart back. He's made many a friend on drinking nights who he never remembers but they remember him

Amazon and drunk Chuuya are his wallet's greatest enemy

He will spend hours scrolling through and buy himself the stupidest shit ever

He once bought a massive playhouse because he wanted one

He'll also buy himself hats

Buys ridiculous shit and has it delivered to Dazai's apartment

One time he had hair removal cream disguised as shampoo order and dazai used it

Loves to dance while drunk

He will fucking get down with any song and is amazing at dancing

Loves going to karaoke bars, gets super into it. He will sing any song and is always surprisingly good at it. 

Passes out super quickly and easily so he never stays out too long 

Dazai 

Doesn’t like drinking too much as it reminds him of when him and Oda would go to Lupin together.

When he’s drunk, he swears he can hear Oda talking to him telling him what an idiot he’s being. 

He’s either an incredibly happy and elated drunk or a horribly suicidal depressed drunk. It depends on how much he has to drink. If he’s tipsy, he laughs a lot and feels a genuine sense of happiness, not the fake happiness he feels most of the time. If he is blackout drunk, he’s depressed and highly suicidal but in a more serious way. No more mushrooms or trying to drown himself, he goes for knives and pills but he always wakes up.

He will trip a lot and be incredibly clumsy when drunk. His bandages come undone which he doesn’t notice causing him to trip on them. This happens regularly 

When drunk he’s more prone to bumping his head on things since he isn’t paying attention. Ceilings, fans, lights, door frames. No matter what drunk dazai is a tall bastard with no spatial awareness

His flirting goes through the roof when drunk. He will flirt with anything that moves, he does not care. 

You know what else goes through the roof when he’s drunk? His d- appetite. This man can rival Kenjii or Atsushi in how much he can eat when drunk. He orders 6 different plates of crab and devours them like he’s never eaten in his life. 

His self restraint goes out the window and he’ll go break into Chuuya’s apartment just to mess with him and steal his hat or something along those lines. Drunk Dazai loves to fuck with people. 

He’s also more relaxed and will happily let Naomi or Yosano do his makeup if they asked nicely enough. He’d brag about how he’s the “prettiest princess of them all” before passing out

Aku 

You think Akutagawa has no filter? Wait until you meet drunk Akutagawa. This man doesn’t even know what a filter is. 

He deadass looks at Chuuya and stares at him before commenting “You’re short” with a deadpan look. 

He also has a surprisingly high tolerance and enjoys strong alcohol over wine. 

His lack of filter gets him into trouble more often than not and he gets into fights a lot. He actually uses his fists while drunk over using Rashomon mainly because he can barely speak a word without hiccuping 

He has trouble speaking, he either hiccups through every sentence or slurs his words to the point where they are unintelligible 

He is more chatty than normal but don’t expect a Dazai or Chuuya level of chatter. 

He likes to drink spiked teas 

He does enjoy drinking with others and enjoys accompanying Chuuya on nights out

He will devour a massive bowl of curry while drunk. He rarely eats when sober but when drunk? He’ll eat anything put in front of him

He is still pretty quick on his feet and agile but he is prone to falling over

He literally once woke up Gin because he fell over their couch when walking into their apartment and he just lay on the floor cursing out the sofa

He’ll roast the fuck out of Dazai and Atsushi while drunking and make various death threats

Aku ends up being rather protective of others while drunk and has scared of a number of creepy men making advances on uninterested women, he’s like a guard dog in that regard 

He will pass out fairly quickly once he gets home, refuses to pass out anywhere other than his bed 

Higuchi

As we found out in the PM Onsen CD, Higuchi cries when she’s drunk. She’ll cry over a cute puppy or cry over a mission going wrong or she’ll just cry because she got praise from Akutagawa. 

She also will talk for hours on one specific topic. Either its Akutagawa or something completely random. She’ll rarely talk about her sister but when she’s drunk she’ll open up more about her and tell everyone how much she loves her sister. 

She is also a lightweight and will pass out fairly quickly 

She likes sweet things when drunk and will eat something sweet that’s near her. 

She also has to hold Akutagawa back from fighting people or prevent him from getting punched because his no filter talk insulted the wrong person 

She isn’t an aggressive drunk but an emotional one. 

Gin

Gin isn’t a big talker, but she’ll talk more if she is drunk drunk and comfortable enough with the people she is drinking with 

She will laugh a lot while drunk and smile but it's hard to tell with her mask on 

Gin as we all  know is insanely fast and agile but when she’s drunk? All her agility goes out the window and she will face plant the floor if she tries any of her tricks.

I think she has a sweet tooth, so I can see her enjoying mochi ice cream while drunk

She also would love to watch people do karaoke, she won't participate since she’s too shy but seeing Chuuya and everyone else do it makes her laugh so hard her sides hurt

She lets out her more soft side and tries to pet all animals she sees

She once stole a duck and brought it home, Akutagawa wasn’t happy 

Atsushi

He will be a mess

100% a giggly drunk, he’ll find everything funny, even Kunkida’s dad jokes.  

He’ll accidently activate his ability and be walking around with a tail and not even notice it. 

Speaking of his tail, when drunk he likes to chase it as he gives into his more cat like tendencies, Dazai has a video of Atsushi chasing his tail for a good 20 minutes  

This boy will devour an entire restaurants worth of chazuke, if he could while drunk 

He likes to climb trees and he’s good at it, Kunida once found him at the top of a tree curled up asleep 

He’s also more blunt and will roast the fuck out of Akutagawa 

He also roasts Dazai a little bit but not as much as Akutagawa

He likes to transform into is tiger form and nap when drunk

He’d probably curse and then say fuck because he cursed and then just spiral into a stream of fucks 

He will try catch cats to cuddle, he once followed a cat two blocks just to pet him

I imagine him enjoying amusement parks so he’d go to once while drunk and have the time of his life until he got nauseous on the rides 

I also imagine he like play video games so when drunk he’ll do that and have the time of his life

Suddenly sweet baby atsushi is cursing and swearing like a sailor

He’ll pass out pretty quick and once he’s passed out, he’s out like a light for the rest of the evening.

Junchiro 

He likes his alcohol delivered in baked goods

He will try drunk bake/cook

He will pass out quickly and just cuddle his own sweater

He tries to flirt with women but naomi does not like it

My man will be shirtless trying to make a souffle at 2am

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Memories: Chapter 3

Hey lovelies! Here’s the next chapter of my oc fic. Again please leave comments on what you think. Any feedback would be spectacular <3

*SLAP*

The sound of his hand striking across her skin echoed around the room. Her cheek was bright red and burning, much like her eyes from the tears.  The stinging pain radiates across her burning face. It hurt but not as much as her broken hand which currently had a boot on top of it. The boot slammed down on her broken hand, making her scream out in pain, tears pricking her eyes. The pain was unbearable. She wanted this to end, for her to be put out of her misery but that was too merciful. In the end she’d never get that kindness, the sweet kiss of death was so enchanting yet always out of her reach.  Suddenly she felt the boot slam down again, snapping her out of her thoughts. She couldn’t breathe. It was too painful. Crying she looked up at the ceiling and hoped that it would cave in, crushing her. If she was dead, she wouldn’t have to feel this agonising pain ever again.

“I’m begging you, please stop! I did nothing wrong!” she cried out through sobs.

“Any failures of your pupils are failures on your part. And failures must be punished. It is the law of nature; any failures are wiped out. Consider this your warning before extinction.” An icy cold voice replied, devoid of any emotion. She swallowed, bracing for whatever came next. Before she knew it, she felt her rib shatter as the bat swung down.

She woke up screaming. Her whole body throbbed with pain and she swore she could feel her ribs crack. But no, nothing was wrong. It was just a dream. A nasty nasty dream….

Begrudgingly, she got up and washed the tears off her face. She passed out from working too much again and didn’t take off her makeup properly, so it was smeared everywhere. Sighing, Yukcihe jumped into the shower to wash away the remnants of the dream. She could still hear the cracking of her ribs and the sound of the bat swinging through the air. Her screams echoed around her ears. Shaking her head rapidly, she tried to focus on something else besides the dream. She knew it wasn’t just a bad dream, that would just stir up more pain and she didn’t have the energy to reflect on everything. She pressed her hands against the shower wall and let the water cascade down her body.

Closing her eyes, she let the water wash over her and with it wash her thoughts down the drain. Breathing in and out, she focused and slowly the dream became a distant memory that she could barely remember. Blood trickled out of her nose and mixed with the water, turning it a cloudy red.  She absentmindedly wiped the blood away with the back of her hand. Staring at the blood on her hand, she started to spiral again. Images of bloody bodies flashed across her mind. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to block them out but she couldn’t focus.  Her breathing got more and more frantic until she was hyperventilating. 

Suddenly a noise snapped her out of it. Her phone was ringing. She quickly turned off the shower and grabbed her phone, answering the call. Swallowing she spoke 

“Hello? What is it?” she asked in an irritated tone, to hide the fact she’d been crying. 

“Yukiche? The boss needs to cancel tonight. He has other business to attend to so you’ll have to come another day.” A male voice commented, his tone slightly annoyed giving the impression he didn’t want to be talking at all. Rolling her eyes, Yukiche replied through gritted teeth. 

“What do you mean I’ll have to come another day. We agreed on today. THis has been planned for months. Just because your boss is a coward and doesn’t want to see me doesn’t mean he can cancel last minute and expect me to accept that. Tell him I’m coming anyway and I expect my payment.” she snapped. She hated this but she needed the money and she couldn’t let him brush her off like this. She had to be ruthless and firm.  

“Look don’t get bitchy at me. I’m just the messenger. You have a problem with it? Talk to the boss, not me.” He snaps. 

Yukiche scoffed and hung up, throwing her phone across the room. Throwing herself onto the bed, she screamed into a pillow in frustration. She despised this. That she has to do this, to survive. “Having to exploit people’s secrets for money eats away at your soul. But did I even have a soul to begin with?””. She thought to herself bitterly. 

Running her hand through her hair, she tried to figure out her solution. She needed that money by tonight. She had to go see Kasai, her debt was due and if she was late…. She shuddered at the thought.  Pacing around the room, the solution stared her in the face. She didn’t want to admit it but the only solution was to go down and collect it herself. 

“Fuck.” she muttered to herself. She had to go. As much as she hated threatening people, she had to do this for her own sake. Besides the debtee in question was a cheating scumbag anyways. Igarashi Hisoka ran the other underground bar in town and was a notorious womaniser. He was only in her debt because he was an idiot and gambled away his wife’s prize ring, an heirloom from her dead father. She should probably make another backup of the video she had of him losing the ring just in case she mused to herself.  She knelt down and gently picked up her phone. 

Grabbing her signature white blouse and black high waisted trousers she threw them on with a loose cream coloured trench coat and ran out the door, tying her hair up at the same time. Locking up her apartment she walked off, shoving her keys and phone into her pocket. 

After catching the train and walking for about fifteen minutes, she arrived at Igarashi’s bar. She grimaced at the smell of vomit, cheap alcohol and cigarette smoke.  Taking a deep breath, she walked in. The chatter and general cacophony of drunken laughter overwhelmed her. Various people lay on top of tables passed out, a few were playing with knives while the rest were leering at her. Swallowing nervously, she walked across the room towards the bartender. 

“Where is Igarashi? I….need to talk to him. We had an appointment but he cancelled on me last minute so I’m here to speak to him about not being a coward.” she remarks, her tone exasperated. 

Not looking up from the glass he was cleaning, he pointed to the door at the back of the room. “Boss’s office is through there. If you have any complaints or anything like that, go bother him. He’s in a meeting right now though.” he comments in a dull tone. 

“I don’t care. I need him to pay up.” She retorts, walking off towards the office. 

The bartender scoffs and mutters “Good luck” continuing to clean the same glass.  

Yukiche stormed over to the door and pressed her ear against the door. She heard giggling and hushed voices. Listening closely she figured out he and another girl were in there. “So this is his “business he had to “attend” to. Pathetic'' she scoffed quietly. Taking a step back, she kicked in the door with so much force it slammed open, revealing Igarashi sitting behind a desk with a half naked woman on top of him. Raising her eyebrow Yukiche glared at the woman and spat out

“Get out now. Before I break your wrist.” 

The woman paled and ran out, muttering apologies. Ignoring her, Yukiche walked in and slammed the door shut behind her, locking it. Slowly she turned around to face Igarashi who was looking rather pale. She calmly walks over to him and sits on top of his desk, with one leg 

dangling off. 

  “I didn’t realise sleeping with random women was classed as urgent business Igarashi.” she drawled. A lazy smile plastered on her face as she stared at him, her lips smiling but her eyes lacked any humour.  Swallowing he opened his mouth and began to speak

“What I class as urgent business is one of your business. I told you I don’t have your money and even if I did have it, I’m busy so leave.” he retorted, in an irked tone. She could tell he was afraid though, he was after all a coward. If he would just own up to his wife what he did, then he wouldn’t be in this mess. But he was too much of a prideful and spineless fool.  Sighing, she slid off the desk and swung her leg up, pressing her foot down on his chest glaring at him threateningly. Leaning over, she whispered 

“I will leave once I get my money. That’s all I’m here for. But if you keep lying and acting like you don’t have it, I’ll have to resort to other methods of getting it…” Her voice, firm and threatening. She pulled out a knife and slammed the point of it into the desk. She wasn’t lying. He knew that. 

Staring at the knife he swallowed and began to mutter various obscenities under his breath while he opened his desk drawer and pulled out his briefcase where he kept his money. He kept muttering various insults and obscenities but counted out the money before throwing it at her. Narrowing her eyes, she grits her teeth and collects the money shoving it into her coat pocket, pulling the knife out of the desk.. Walking out, she turned one last time and smiled

“Pleasure doing business with you, Igarashi. Or should I call you what you really are? A cowardly fool.” she laughed to herself and walked out the door waving her hand at him while holding the knife.

Walking back into the busy bar, she heard a familiar voice singing. She whipped her around to see her singing. Mihara. She stopped in her tracks to stare at her friend? Enemy? Acquaintance? She didn’t really know what to call Mihara except a pain in her ass. She hadn’t seen her since the night she met Haru. The night she got shot.  Frowning, she stared at the woman who caused it all. Bitterness still lingered in her, causing her to wince at the sight of Mihara. But she couldn’t hide the sense of familiarity and longing that also came flowing into Yukiche’s heart. Locking eyes with Mihara, she saw that familiar smile making her pang with pain. 

Looking away, she began to quickly walk away. She had to leave. She couldn’t be around her. The wounds were still fresh even after all those years. Before she could leave, she felt a hand grab her blouse and slamming her into the wall. Falling backwards, she collided into a muscular chest. Two arms wrapped around her, squeezing her tightly and painfully. Gasping for breath, two men approach her. 

“The boss decided he won’t be paying you this time. He wants his money back.” they sneer, punching her in the stomach. Crying out in pain, she doubles over, coughing blood. She tries to move to grab her knife but the man holding her only squeezed tighter, preventing her from moving. The two men punched her a few more times before she was flipped upside down, causing the money to fall out of her pocket. They grabbed it and ran off with it laughing, the other man dropping her and running off with them. Yukiche lay there staring at the sky, her body in agonising pain. Her stomach was definitely at least bruised. Tenderly she touched her cheek which was swollen. Shaking she tried to use her arms to get up but she didn’t have the strength and collapsed. Groaning she lay there, breathing heavily when a foot gently nudged her. 

Looking up she saw Mihara holding out her hand. She still had on her stage makeup, glittering in the moonlight. Yukiche turned away, ignoring her offer of help causing Mihara to laugh.

“Even now you’re stubborn and refuse my help, do you really despise me that much?” she asked, her voice musical.  Her eyes shone with happiness and laughter. 

“I don’t despise you. I loathe you. So no, I don’t want help from someone like you.” Yukiche snapped, her voice icy cold. She kept her head turned to hide the fact she was on the verge of crying. 

“Still stubborn as ever. It looks like I’m the only help you’re gonna get so you can either take my help or lie here in the trash and piss covered alleyway.” she commented, smiling. 

Yukiche let out a frustrated sigh and turned, grabbing Mihara’s hand. Mihara pulled her up and stared into her eyes once she was standing. 

“Thanks.” Yukiche mutters, looking away. Mihara gently grabs her face, causing Yukiche to wince. She stares at Yukiche’s bruised face and frowns. Her hand reaches out and Yukiche could've sworn she was reaching out to stroke her cheek. Mihara grabbed the various bits of trash that got caught in Yukiche’s hair and picked them out. Yukiche blushed lightly and watched her. 

Even now she couldn’t stop the hammering in her chest as Mihara touched her. She hated it. She still had such a strong effect on her even after all these years…. 

“You look like you need a drink.” Mihara comments, her eyebrows raised and a cheeky smile etched across her lips.  Snorting Yukiche shook her head in disbelief. 

“You haven’t changed a bit, have you Mi?” she remarks, smiling softly. Mihara blinks at the nickname but starts to grin. 

“No I haven’t. So will you humour me and let me buy you a drink?” she asked. Yukiche blinked and shook her head no, walking away. She couldn’t let Mihara in again. Even having a brief conversation hurt and felt like a thousand needles into her heart. But then…. What was the harm in one drink? Yukiche thought to herself. 

“Fine. One drink.” Yukiche remarked, keeping her back facing Mihara to hide her smile.