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❀☁ ʬʬ: what your fave fictional character would think about you!

hello ♡! i hope you've been well. i've conducted another tarot reading for you all today! it's been a while :) i included 6 piles to differentiate the energy a little more. today's tarot reading is a simple one, as always. this is to see what your favorite fictional character would think about you, if anything!

i've recently been really attached to my favorite fictional characters and comfort movies, like loki and whisper of the heart. i hope this can ease your fictional character-obsessed soul and grant you a moment of being delusional in peace ;) all photo creds go towards google/pinterest. please do not steal or reuse/repost my work! thank you :]

| pile one ♡

for whatever reason i sense this underdog story. this character has this peter parker-ish energy to them, also i’m hearing viktor from arcane for some reason!! ( i’ve never rlly seen that show though don’t boo me ) if there was ever a hypothetical universe where you guys met each other, they’d definitely see you as the light who helped take them out of the darkness. not in a knight of shining armor/you pulled them from the depths way, more in like a they were reminded of who they had to fight or live for and kept going because of that. they seem like a fighter and a survivor, someone who has been through hell and back ( the winchesters?$!?!!!! DEAN WINCHESTER?!’bnnbnn ?!!!?! ). majoorrrrr gwen stacy and peter parker vibes omg. you guys would be total sweethearts!! the kind of relationship everyone would be posting on their tl saying “me and who 🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸”. you and NO ONE stinky

you guys would LOOOVVVEEE playful banter and there would be sm friendly sarcasm. both of you are probably perfectionists and give off older sibling vibes. def trauma bonded but not in a toxic way, just like a nice lil connection that makes you both realize you’re not fighting this alone. there’s an understanding silence between you two. one of you could be having a bad day and the other know immediately and also know exactly what to do. i’m also hearing ellie from tlou. and joel lmao do you like this character bc you see yourself in them?? you guys mirror each other. you guys are gonna be there for each other through the THICK AND THIN. you’d definitely get friendzoned at first btw LMAO

| ✶ seiji's mixtape: “strawberries and cigarettes” by troye sivan, “consider me” by allen stone

| ✶ shizuku's notes: one and akin, mirrors, peaceful silence, chili hotdogs and pie/comfort foods

| pile two ♡

what's interesting with this pile is that i don't necessarily see much of their emotions towards you. just a vague throbbing in my chest that i can literally like. physically feel. something about you feels so lonely, so starved for a partner of any kind. and it's like you kind of idolize or worship this person. they probably mean so much to you, but if you ever met them i think you'd realize you don't really mean anything to them. i'm not getting much on their side, once again, but an indicator as to who they might be in case you're wondering if this is your pile is that they might be considering an "it" boy/girl/etc and they're a super popular and well-liked character. they don't have to be well-liked in their respective medias it's just like. giving. idk dave lizewski. no one liked him in kick ass but everyone likes him irl and stuff. i just don't think they'd ever be interested in being anything with you??

they'd probably appreciate the attention bc you seem to be very dedicated to them but they wouldn't fight for it like you would. you'd definitely have to sacrifice something to be with this person and i think that, at the end of the day, it wouldn't matter in the end either way. i do however see that this connection would've been a rebirth for you if you ever met them. either positively or negatively, it'd change you and help you reach a certain level of enlightenment. it just feels like this constant, confusing cycle of going through trying to sacrifice everything and everything for them over and over again until there's nothing good coming from it. be nice to yourself, pile 2.

| ✶ seiji's mixtape: “people are strangers" by the doors

| ✶ shizuku's notes: "did it all on no drugs/did all of this sober", alienated, young and naive, cassie from euphoria, broken plates

| pile three ♡

BYEEEEEE this was the most delusional one out of all the piles. and not delusional in a omg u just WISH ur fictional character would enjoy your company... like they actually would do all of this it was making ME delusional. getting more romantic vibes here, it could def be platonic but like. you both are so COWARDLY LMFAOOOO this is so funny i'm sorry. if you guys ever met it'd be like one of those annoying "they both felt too suffocated to tell the truth to each other.." romances that goes on for 10 seasons just to keep people hanging. for some reason i'm hearing QUEERBAITING so take that as you will. good omens and hannibal came up. def have some fruitcakes in this pile. you both think you can't have the other which is stopping you guys from going to each other!!!!!!! trust you'd have the tension and the pining you've always wanted w them ( if you do ) because they'd serve it EACH AND EVERY SINGLE TIME. i can just see you staring at them while they stare forward wondering, "when will they like me..." as the camera pans in from their moon-lit face to yours which is quote unquote "crestfallen". then you look ahead with a sigh and they look at you and wonder THE SAME THING with the SAME FACE.

enemies to frenemies to friends to enemies to lover?? friends to accidental making out to awkward friends to strangers to lovers???? bitch what the fuck get your problems sorted out for gosh darn sake. if i watched a show with you two together i'd rip my eyes out. people would definitely make edits of you guys on tiktok of the audio where it's like "you were a wonderful experience" and the other dude's like "you were... everything" and people wouldn't know where to put who because YOU NEVER CONFESSED OR COMMUNICATED SO WE DON'T KNOW HOW. some weird random ass sacrifice scene would happen at the end of the show and everyone would boycott everyone from the writers room for years to come lmfao or you'd get the happy ending idk depends on how much the writers like you. ed and stede ass mfs. you two would rule ao3 my god. probably would've been apart of the original elite tumblr horsemen lineup ( spn, sherlock, hannibal, doctor who etc ). hate you both

| ✶ seiji's mixtape: “brujas" by princess nokia, "slow down" by skip marley and h.e.r.

| ✶ shizuku's notes: the songs definitely represent both of ur personalities, black cat and golden retriever, high and low functioning depression duo, good omens, peter quill and gamora, good music taste, my fav pile btw ;)

| pile four ♡

i'm seeing the homeless ant meme in my head. at first that's how i thought they would see you, but i think that's honestly how they feel they're around you. you feel so divine yet so normal? something about you is really endearing and so easy to fall in love with and they wish that was them. they're definitely a more misunderstood character, or maybe they have super low self esteem. you are their lacy. or would be whatever i keep mixing the right grammar up in this pac forgive me bubs. but yeah something about you is so curious and twinkling and artistic even. you're so kind and grateful and you have a really nice smile. when you smile and look up at someone in awe it makes them so fucking jealous.

they'd probably hate you and some of them might show it, some of them might hide it and act like you don't bother them like that. but you do. i'm getting the feeling you have something they want. i'm thinking of that one stupid edit where harry styles sees obama kissing michelle obama and gets mad. you maybe would've had the attention of someone they always tried to impress or look for. it's like, the person they like used to be the face they'd look for in a crowd and after a while it'd be you with them. their fear is walking out and seeing you with everything they want. they'd never talk about it and don't intend to. they'd also sort of want to protect you, and they'd kind of think about you... like, a lot?? it's like they despise you but they wanna be you but they want you to want to be like them but they want you. gender envy or gender attraction ( is that a way to put it )!!!!??? yeesh. you'd probably be the reason for either their depression arc or their flop era LMAO so you're lucky they're not in this universe.

| ✶ seiji's mixtape: "lacy" by olivia rodrigo, "rhiannon" by fleetwood mac

| ✶ shizuku's notes: marienne and joe ( yikes ), lacy, problems, escape, never be good enough, confused, give me a BREAK!

| pile five ♡

"how can you be so sure?" "that's the thing with love. it's comfortable enough to just guess so."

okay. damn. if you ever met your fictional character, platonically or otherwise, you'd never want to let each other go, but i'm guessing you'd have to at some point. you guys would have the on-screen la la land romance. becoming jane is another good one i'm hearing. you guys would just know. maybe three weeks into it, maybe two years, maybe in half an hour. something would click and you guys would know that it could work. that something's there. that's why the quote i channeled seemed so direct, so sure. i'm guessing you were both smart enough to know nothing could from it in the end but you enjoyed each other while you could- or at least tried to. forbidden, star-crossed lovers? right person wrong time? SHEEEEESH i'd probably cry to a scene of you guys if this actually happened. the "NO! i will STAY!" scene from queen charlotte popped in my head. but one of you guys couldn't stay in the end soooooooo lolzies!!!! suckeerrssssss jk i'm so sad rn lmao i feel like how you guys would be in the end after the mist cleared. the soul tie that brought you guys together can be felt but there's this emptiness. it's so peaceful but sad. you both would've probably been better off after leaving each other. you'd be successful, one of you would've had a big family with many kids. a bakery might be significant? GIRL BYE WHY AM I THINKING OF PEETA MELLARK.

you both loved but you couldn't wait.. you both had to go!!!!!!! THIS HYPOTHETICAL FICTIONAL CONNECTION IS LITERALLY MY ROMAN EMPIRE DUDE....!!!! gonna be thinking about this in class tomorrow darn you guys. even if it's platonic it's like you guys could've been so happy by each other's side but you had to settle apart for your own dreams, for the better of something, just to balance a force in the universe. you were meant to be each other's just never together. fated but apart. THIS IS SO CHEESY BUT I'M LOWKEY GONNA CRY ABOUT THIS TONIGHT I CAN LITERALLY FEEL WHAT YOU GUYS WOULD'VE ENDED UP FEELING. i feel like a grandma sitting on my porch looking at the scenery wondering how they would've looked like if they were old. maybe they died but idk i'm getting the sense that you both would've been alive just. nowhereee near each other's vicinity or even in the same social class is what i'm hearing. this made me sad thumbs down

| ✶ seiji's mixtape: “witchcraft" by ben l'oncle soul, "waiting in vain" by bob marley

| ✶ shizuku's notes: "but, in the end, it's even easier to know you have to let go.", 1800s or old-timey settings, bridgerton, star-crossed, ill-fated, third-wheeling mishaps, accidents happen, forever apart even in death, minecraft cake

| pile six ♡

the way i KNEWWW this would be my partner in crime pile. you guys are so SILLY you'd either be shipped together or people would edit one of you out of every photo and replace it with like harry styles or shrek. people either hate or love the idea of you two. reigen arataka is coming through HOT. tax fraud enjoyers i see? you both probably enjoy the silly times and would be written as the comedic relief duo with either very obvious envious or homoerotic undertones. one of you guys are probably secretly manipulating the other or both of you are and it's gonna be revealed in one episode and backfire on the both of you greatly but it'll end up being a funny and well-documented moment on the internet so you reap what you sow i guess ( i have no idea what that quote means ). i'm hearing things i do not want to hear. neither of you understand boundaries or common sense but act like you do so you're literally perfect partners in crime. why do you both have an obsession with something obscure and probably severely unpopular for a good reason.

it's giving two secret furries who like when people pet their imaginary tail. you both disgust me actually. go get a job or something omg. at one point i think you'd end up trying to kill them??? or they'd try to kill you and you'd be like "hey that's,,, mean" and they'd feel bad and revive you. something is wrong with both of you and you guys either understand that and refuse to get help or don't understand that and refuse to see it. probably have seen each other nakey before on accident but passed it off as a casual bro thing because you both are losers who can't do confrontation. does one of you like yogurt? chobani flips maybe? whoever likes them would annoy the heck out of the other because they'd constantly be throwing yogurt cups everywhere and probs is a disgustingly messy eater. maybe plan your plans a bit better with each other before carrying them out bc they suck

| ✶ seiji's mixtape: "driving my love" by anri, "best friend" by laufey + (bonus!) "remember summer days" by anri

| ✶ shizuku's notes: mission: impossible but only because you guys suck at missions, pitbull, reaction memes, personal mixtapes, the losers ( lovers ) club, "what's new/good fartface" - "nothing much poopballs", japanese city pop

Character AI Crack Ft Dazai Osamu

I don't know if this something he should be proud of

Damn Bro speak facts

Ignore my soul but AHHHHAHAHHA BRO WHY TvT

Do tell me if you want for other characters or Part 2 of Dazai

So cute 🥰🥺

Stray Cat Dazai 🐱

This is how I see Dazai got picked up by Oda–

The Day I Picked Up Dazai - Side A (2)

Links to Parts: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Final

Continuation from Part 1.

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Dazai is a strange guy in every possible way.

His eyes remind me of a burnt black cat, his build reminds me of a burnt black cat, his presence reminds me of a burnt black cat. He has a tone that sinks into the abyss of the spirit, and deep, dark eyes that seem to hold the conviction that the sun will never rise again. He is a man of few words. And his voice has the sound of severance that rejects mutual understanding from the very beginning. No one could understand him. No one ever will. And he himself knows that very well. That kind of voice.

It seems true that he wants to die. It seems that all the value standards of living reflected in his eyes are just as worthless and ugly as scrap iron. I don’t understand why. Perhaps the day when I understand will never come. He seems to know that too.

That is why he wants to go outside. The only way to quickly end the pain of his wounds and achieve his desired “big sleep” is to leave my house. However, he is even cut off from death, because I prevent him from escaping.

And that is when Dazai decides to complain about my existence to the very end. He actually has a lot of complaints, about meals, sleep, and other pastimes. One after another, he will find faults in my nursing, criticize, and roast me in the most disparaging way possible. There is nothing that can escape his criticism. He is simply a tyrant. I could have whimpered like a nine-year-old girl.

However, I am actually fine. Because I know that Dazai’s criticism is nothing more than an act he put on to serve his purpose. To discourage me. To depress me through and through, until I’m sick of him and kick him out of my door like I don’t care anymore. That will be his victory. So, I am fine, no matter what I am told. In reality, he must have been very impressed with my proper and adequate nursing.

For example, it goes like this.

“Hey you! The porridge is hot. I can’t eat it like this!”

“Hey, it’s really too hot. You know I can’t use my hands because I’m tied up right?? No no, I told you. Stop forcing it into my mouth… It’s hot! It’s hottttt!”

“I’m eating, I’m eating! Don’t bring another one! Arghhh! Wait… can’t move…. Gyaaahhh!! It’s in my eye! It hurts! It’s hot!! It hurts!!!!!”

“Come on. The toilet is limited to twice a day? Do something about that, won’t you? Even Port Mafia’s prisoners have a little more freedom.”

“Hey, I told you to deal with the boredom, but reading books to me? It’s not something you do with someone this age, you know? And it’s all the same book. And it doesn’t have the last few pages so I don’t even know the ending! Is this torture? A new type of torture?”

Very realistic acting.

I ignore him and just continue with my nursing.

My dedication pays off. After a few days, the young man’s eyes are all dead and exhausted. He speaks in a faint voice.

“I can’t… get through to him. This guy… He is a natural airhead.”

I don’t really understand what he means by it, but after that, Dazai has become more obedient to what I say.

From then on, Dazai changes his strategy. Instead of complaining about the daily nursing, he starts to make very specific demands about food, especially the ingredients. I suppose he wants me to give up. But I am a man of patience and consistency. And I am also a practical person who believes that someone whose hands are wrapped around like that needs a proper distraction. I then become an amiable cook.

His first request is for pufferfish’s organ sashimi. That is a rare ingredient. I go to the fish market to look for it, but the owner there tells me, “Are you stupid or what?” so I give up. Next is grilled amanita virosa. It is a kind of mushroom. The white and beautiful one I heard. This time, I also walk around the mountain to search but I can’t find any. Since the locals never eat this type of mushroom, I thought there should be quite some left in the mountain. What a pity. When I end up serving him the stir-fried dish made from the wild vegetables I happen to find on the way back from my search, Dazai looks at me with grudgeful eyes as if he is going to kill me, while saying “It’s delicious.”

The last dish is potato sprout salad. This one is just ingredients, so it is easy to get. However, I don’t have enough time to wait for them to sprout and get enough of them, so I have no choice but to serve them to him as a sandwich, instead of a salad. Dazai is strangely happy to eat it, but later that night he vomits a lot, while writhing in pain “It is not enough…!” To want to eat something even if it makes him vomit like that, he must like it a lot. It is a moment of hard work paid off for me.

(TN: In case you haven't realized it, everything Dazai requested above is super poisonous and can kill you if you eat them. xD)

On another day, I got this kind of complaint.

“You know, I understand very well that you don’t have any other intention rather than treating me.” Dazai says, flapping his two arms that have finally become free. By the way, his two legs are still tied to the bed. “But I have too much free time! No reading, no phone calls, no video or radio broadcast whatsoever, only some music from those records! I have memorized so many songs that I can start performing tomorrow. You really don’t have anything else? Any real entertainment?”

“No.”

“What’s with the immediate answer…? What on earth do you usually do living in this house?”, Dazai looks at me with a frightened face.

“Then how about playing a game?” I sit down on the chair in the room. “The people who lived in this house before happen to leave behind a deck of cards.”

“I know. It was left on the bookshelf.” Dazai makes a suspicious face. “But I’m not ten years old. Playing cards alone doesn’t make an entertainment at all.”

“I see… Then let’s bet on something?” I says as I take the cards out of the box.

For a second, Dazai’s eyes shine sharply like a blade. “Hmm. But do you even have anything to bet on? You don’t look like you have that much money.”

It is true. I don’t have that much money.

“Then how about this?”, I take out a chess board from the shelf and place sixteen white pieces and sixteen black pieces in front of us. “These are going to be our chips. We will play poker with them as our stakes. Texas Hold’em Heads Up rule. Opening bet is one piece. There is no upper limit. If you manage to win my whole bankroll of sixteen pieces, I will give you the right to freely leave this house.”

“Eh?” Dazai narrows his eyes. “Are you sure about that? You have quite some confidence there. So what if you win? Should I give you all my hidden assets too?”

“There is no point in using something that is not here right now, as I have no way to confirm things like your assets and such.”

“These fake notes then…”

“I absolutely don’t need that.” I push back the wad of notes that Dazai just takes out. “Let’s see. How about revealing one of your secrets every time you lose sixteen pieces?”

“Secret?” Dazai chuckles. “You did give it some thought, didn’t you?”

That is a suggestion based on my selfish calculation.

The problem now is that there is a chance Dazai will come back for revenge after he is healed and released from here. And there is nothing I can do to prevent that. There is no wall in this world that can resist the fierce retaliation of the Port Mafia. I need some kind of insurance. At least something that looks like an insurance. If I can get just a little bit of information about this identity, his secrets, his intentions, it can be helpful in preventing that to happen. Of course, even if I hear his secrets now, there is no way for me to confirm them. That is why it’s only for the ease of mind. If I can get more than one secret out of him, that ease will deepen somewhat.

“Haha, interesting. You are thinking of taking a bunch of secrets from me?” Dazai smiles a distorted smile. “It has been so long, since someone has been so determined to win against me.”

“I’m glad you got in the mood.” I say as I deal the cards. “Ready?”

“Anytime you wish.”

Two cards are dealt in front of me and two cards in front of Dazai, all facing down. Before I deal the next card, Dazai says, “You seem like a fair person. So, I will tell you a trick.”

“Trick?”

“The one who suggested this game were you, but the one who guided you to it was me.” Dazai looks at me with deep tranquil eyes. “I already confirmed that there were playing cards on the shelf, and there seemed to be nothing else to pass the time. We both had little to bet. It was obvious that we would settle with the conclusion that we should bet on my freedom. If it were another conclusion, I would just make a bigger fuss. And just like that I was able to draw out the game I desired from you.”

“I see.” I stare at the expression on his face. “Then it means you also expect to win?”

“Yeah.” Dazai says with a smile that seems to glimmer in the darkness. “This kind of game, I have never lost once.”

There is no hint of bluff or humor. He is serious.

“That is why” Dazai says as he pushes the first bet piece forward. “You will not get to hear a single secret from me for eternity.”

30 minutes later.

“The passcode for Port Mafia’s emergency armed vault is…7280285E.”

Dazai speaks with his dead face on the desk.

“You have so many secrets.” I speak in admiration.

“Of course I do! I’m the head of the special force under Boss’s direct command.” Dazai bawls out. “Argggh what the heck is going on? There goes most of my personal information. It’s humiliating!!!”

This is the eighteenth game, and I have won all of them. His address, his subordinates’ skills, time of joining the Mafia, total amount of money he has on hand, what he does in the organization, his favorite food, location of secret vaults, the fact that his current boss called Mori was once an underground doctor etc.

All the eighteen secrets Dazai have told me are so out of the ordinary that I can’t help but believe he is really an important person in the Port Mafia. In fact, I probably have heard too much. There are not many people on earth who know the background of Port Mafia’s boss – Yokohama’s Taishan Fujun. (TN: Name of a God in China, who is said to be in charge of the life and death of mortal beings on earth) The number of people who are still alive after learning about that is a different story.

Dazai puts his face down on the desk in despair. He sure did have a lot of confidence.

“You… cheated, didn’t you?”

Dazai stares at me, his gaze as sticky as mud. I tilt my head.

“Cheated?”

“I noticed it halfway. That’s a skill. You used some kind of skills to foresee how the games will unfold. I let my guard down at first because I thought skills wouldn’t work on me. But if you have used your skill not on me, but on the place itself, then that would explain that disgusting foreseeing of yours.”

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to hide it.” I speak as I sort out the cards.

My skill allows me to look into the very near future. Not less than 5 seconds, not more than 6 seconds from the present. That’s why I am able to see everything, from the next development of the game, the next stake to be made, to the next card that will come out. On extremely rare occasions, during months when I am in a tight spot for money, I will go to the casino and use this skill of mine to grab some easy money and go home.

“It sure was not fair.” I honestly admit. “Just like you, I have never lost in this kind of gambling before. Let’s void this game. From the beginning, I just wanted to help you kill time.”

“We can’t void it!” Dazai looks at me with protesting eyes. “We can’t even if we want to! If what we bet on was money, you would just need to return it to me in full. But I gave you information! You know that you don’t lose information even if you return it, right? What else can you do? Can you completely forget everything that you have heard and seen at will?”

“If that is the only way, then I will try.”

“Hahhhh???” Dazai looks so tired. “Your jokes are not funny. After all, you are always saying them with a straight face. Somehow I can’t take them as jokes at all.”

I tilt my head. “I didn’t mean to make a joke though…”

“’kay kay.” Dazai turns to the side with a sulky face. “Argg damn it, Mori-san will scold me for leaking so many organization’s information.”

I give it some thoughts then ask, “Who is that… Mori-san?”

Dazai looks astonished. “You really… forgot it?”

…..

That one scene from "The Day I Picked Up Dazai"