Hi! I Really Like The Dazai X Female Reader In A High School AU!

Hi! I really like the Dazai x female reader in a high school AU!

Can I request, before dating each other, they have like a sport competition against a few other school. Then from another top school, Fyodor tries to get closed to female reader and flirt with her. Which end up with Fyodor fighting dazai (bcz Dazai like fem reader).

a/n: i literally got like zero clue what kind of sports both fyodor and dazai would do at a athletics day. work with me here. not proof read.

character: osamu dazai

pronouns: she/her

As she tied up her hair and got ready for the sports day, a day best spent running and doing other sports and try to win first place for the school. Her eyes locked on to a boy from another school.

She adverted her gaze as she saw Dazai, trying his best at long jump. Watching as his face contorts as he tries to focus on falling forwards. The want in his eyes of getting a bigger and longer distance than the other boys. The need and desire clear in his gaze.

She ignores the other boy, running up to the long jump sand pit. Cheering him on.

"Go Dazai! You got this!" She smiled ear to ear, clapping as he finally fell forwards. Planting his hands deep into the sand as he extended his score.

"10.4 meters!" Was shouted by the offical, letting his measuring tape roll back with a loud click. A happy and confidant smile painted on his face.

She was about to run and go congragulate him in person, after his remaining jumps were done. Only for a hand to pull her back and tug at her sports jacket.

"I'm Fyodor." It was that guy again, he would not leave her alone. Was she that approachable? She didn't know.

"Hi?" She responded, her voice laced with confusion and a tone that clearly read 'get away from me'. She pulled her arm away from him and closed off her body language. A distance being created to divide herself from him.

"You're from that middle school? The one in Shibuya?" He leaned in closer, wrapping a arm around her shoulders. A obvious sign of flirting, one so clear that a social hobbit could tell.

That was when Dazai strode in, drinking from his water bottle. Drinking the water as if it'd disapear before his very eyes. But the contentment from his refreshment soured as he saw the scene before him.

"What are you doing?" He snarled, shoving Fyodor back and away from her. He in turn, wrapped his jacket around her and pulled her closer. As if giding her away from a threat.

"Just meeting the opposition." Fyodor shrugged, acting as if he was pure. As if he was a saint of sorts.

This devolved to a argument, leading her only option to pull her hotheaded friend out of the way. Dragging him by the collar to a bench near the track.

"What was that for?" She chidied, swatting him playfully. But her voice was stern. Annoyed even.

"I can't stand it when someone makes you feel worried or uneasy."

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Pluviophile

summary : your looking out the window of the ADA and a certain brunet catches your attention.

paring : osamu dazai x reader

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You were looking out the window of the ADA. Watching as the little rain droplets slide down the window. Your fingers touched the cold surface of the window. Causing multiple droplets to abruptly fall, much before their time. Your gaze is focus on the nightlights of the city, you try so hard to keep safe. 

"Fancy to see you here." A voice had called out to you. You saw a tall brown haired man approach you. His hands stuffed into the pockets of his curry udon coloured jacket.

As you were trying to register who he was, he was right next to you. His chocolate coloured orbs lit up from the reflection of the city lights. "I thought you would of headed home by now." He told you. Eyes never straying from the window. 

 "How's Kunikida been treating you? Piling you up with paperwork, yet?" He joked. Letting out a hearty chuckle. A wide cheeky smile hugged at his lips.

You had observed his relationship with Kunikida from the days prior. It was this chaotic relationship. But yet it was solidly built upon trust. "I don't think we have properly been introduced yet, my name is Osamu Dazai." His gaze broke from the window, and he was now looking at you.

"(y/n), (y/n) (l/n)." You had finally spoken to him. Your (e/c) irises darting from the window to his face. "Well (y/n), I'm quite impressed." You tilted your head as if to say you don't quite get what he is trying to say. "I'm mean you haven't had a visit to Dr.Yosano yet." Silence had befallen upon you two. It wasn't a awkward silence. No. I was more like a comfortable one. 

Like there was no pressure to keep talking. Both just simply enjoying each other company. You flipped open your phone to check the time. It was 7pm now. How long were you standing here with Dazai for? "Say, you do know you've gotten a complaint? Right?" He asked. Voice clearly laced with curiosity. "No." Was all you said. 

He open his mouth, then closed it. Like he wasn't sure on what to say next. "It was about that you're never really, how do I put this? Serious? Like its a life or death situation and you don't seem to care." He stated, finally.

You thought at this moment he was expecting a long reply from you. But what happened was just a deadpan stare. To him, the look on your face was one that was to say, he had just insulted you. And you were. He had accidentally insulted you. Saying you 'don't care', was quite rude. Now instead of a comfortable silence, it was one that stings. Looming around you two like a bad stench. 

You were silent. So was he. Both of you didn't know how to continue this conversation. And yet you still stood next to each other. Not exactly enjoying each other's company, but not hating it at the same time. As time went on the room grew colder. Rain had picked up and had gotten heavier. You were dreading going home at this point. You felt something placed on your shoulders. It was a coat. Dazai's beige coat. He must've picked up on you being cold. 

"Thank you." You said. He smiled. "I think Miss (y/n), we should be heading home now." He said as he outstretched his arm to guide you. You took it, a soft smile growing on your face. 

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Hello!! May I request Sal Fisher x reader who is severely afraid of physical touch? Like to the point where it takes them a while to even touch someone with a piece of fabric in between their hand and the person. Also if the reader is seriously sarcastic, teasing and the type who laughs everything off while being terrified of touch would be great.

Thank you!!

T O U C H

summary: [reader], is afraid of physical touch. Which causes their beloved boyfriend to doubt himself.

character: sal fisher

reader pronouns: they/them

It had been month since they started dating Sal. Months. They took things slow with him, not that he minded. Going slow was calming. But Sal wanted to know, why wouldn't they touch him?

"Do you think I'm ugly?" Sal asked, breaking the silence. Fumbling his mask between his fingers. They look up at him. "No, you're beautiful to me."

There was another long awkward silence.

"Then, why don't you.. want to touch me?" Sal couldn't even make eye contact with them. His voice, sounded like he was clearly hurt. Aching, even.

They laughed, it was strained. But they laughed. "Oh.. ummm." They couldn't think of the words. They felt as if they needed a explanation, not a sarcastic one at that.

They nervously fumbled with their fingers. "I love you so much, I thought you knew that!" They said, finally, trying to bluff their way out of this awkward feeling.

Sal looked at them blankly. Clearly seeing their bluff.

"If you don't think I'm deformed, then why won't you let me hold you?" Sal seemed set on holding his lover. He needed it.

They laughed it off, trying to ignore the nagging feeling. They felt a tug on their heartstrings, they hated Sal thinking he was not attractive. Yet, they were too frightened to even hold pinkies with the poor blue haired boy.

They bit the bullet.

Their pinky, slowly extended out to him. Gently holding his pinky with theirs. They couldn't bring themselves to be their usually cocky, arrogant self.

"I love you, ya know that?"

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