Orange Cat Atsushi AU

WHAT DO YOU MEAN ATSUSHI IS AKUTAGAWA'S REASON TO LIVE???? THAT ATSUSHI IS THE ONE TO REPLACE DAZAI IN A SPACE THAT IMPORTANT IN AKUTAGAWA'S HEART?????? IM SORRY???????

Atsupi warm up sketch, I need to practice drawing side angles more UURAZAAGZGHDVSBJXJCNDNXM

Concept: I just picture Atsushi fading away with him singing the Old therebefore song from the Ballad of Songbirds and snakes.

To Fyodor it’s this act of defiance in a move that already ruins his plans.

To Akutagawa though he knows what that song even if he can’t yet recall the person singing it.

And it fills him with dread.

Because it’s a funeral song.

It’s the song his sister sang the day they lost their friends in the slums that day. That day that began it all.

It’s the song Atsushi heard from the tree he hid behind to watch the funeral for the man he just saved.

Fyodor doesn’t know the signifance and yet Akutagawa feels it hit him like a train.

That it’s Atsushi.

That it’s Atsushi very well aware he might die.

And yet he carries on singing until his mouth is gone.

And yet he stares at them until the light in his eyes fades.

Because there’s a chance this isn’t the end.

You’re headed to heaven

That sweet old hereafter

And I’ve got one foot in the door

But before I can fly up

I’ve got some loose ends to tie up

Right here in the old therebefore

I’ll be along

When I’ve finished my song

When I’ve shut down the band

When I’ve played out my hand

When I’ve paid all my debts

When I have no regrets

Right here in the old therebefore

When nothing is left anymore

All but Akutagawa’s memories and a promise he refuses to break.

And maybe the song doesn’t get a chance to conclude and that’s all the hope Akutagawa clings too.

I have too many AU's on my mind and so little time

Happy birthday, Atsushi!

Jason, the second child: I will grow under any conditions.

Dick, the first child: I think I'm allergic to tap water.

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From under the rubble, I write these words with a trembling heart...

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