i think a lot about how atsushi sleeps in kyouka's closet. like. boy did you need a den. did you need a little tiger den
Platonic caretaking is everuthing 2 me especially w the ada + atsushi. He probably gets really anxious when he gets sick which makes it worse, and hes worried theyll b ngry with him and just. Cannot comprehend someone being worried for his wellbeing 🥺
anon this is one of my favorite things 😭 i truly love sick and anxious Atsushi who truly can't comprehend others worrying over him...insisting he's fine and he'll take care of himself to avoid getting in the way of others but making himself feel worse with how anxious the situation makes him. Kunikida pretty much forcing him to rest because he can see how much damage the anxiety is doing...I love emetophobic Atsushi who throws up in front of the others despite doing everything he can to avoid it and working himself up about everyone's reactions so much that he passes out. waking up in the infirmary to Dazai telling him to not even think about getting up because Kunikida will run him over with his car lol. Atsushi feeling a little more secure with just one person there instead of the whole agency reassuring him. Dazai quietly telling Kunikida they need to handle the situation more carefully next time 💔
Headcanon that the tiger causes Atsushi to consume more calories/energy doing literally than normal people so his coworkers are always making sure he’s eating enough (especially difficult because growing up in the orphanage taught him to not eat a lot)
i just realized that he’s talking to byakko 😭 and in his animation they’re playing together 😭❤️ byakko’s picking up the shuttlecock for atsushi 😭❤️❤️
It is! The headcanon anon!!! I shall give you four fluffy, somewhat cat!Atsushi headcanons right now to make you smile 💜💜💜 Hopefully these are as cute as I think they are! Regardless of how plausible they may or may not be, though, they do make me smile- Hopefully. They can do that for you, too!
- Much like actual tigers will groom each other and their young, Atsushi will also do this!!! It’s primarily reserved for the baby siblings (IE- Kyōka, Lucy, and Kenji), and it’s done in a more human fashion, but I’ve always imagined that he’ll start idly brushing their hair if it’s messy or it he just doesn’t have anything to do with his hands. He’s surprisingly good at giving them cute hairstyles!!!
- I like to imagine that the ADA has an unspoken rule that you Are Not allowed to move if Atsushi falls asleep on you… Like if someone’s pet falls asleep on your lap, you know?
- He bleps sometimes. I’m sorry, I don’t make the rules. He kitty, he blep.
- Okay so this one might be more funny that fluffy but I feel like the idea of Atsushi chasing a laser pointer is too good to ignore??? Ranpo would absolutely fuck with him using one and it makes me giggle.
Have a nice day, Ray 💜 Make sure to get some rest and sustenance!
Look no I love these and now I'm also stuck thinking about Atsushi being very particular about Dazai's bandages. One starts fraying, they get stained, anything and he's fretting
BUT
he also has the deep urge to bat at them all the time and the struggle is so so real
@dazaimultishipweek
The moon glowed high above the window. Its full glory shone blue light upon the living room floor. Any other person would think of it as peaceful, but the Kunikidazai family wasn’t a group of “normal” people.
Atsushi cowered in the corner, curled up in a ball.
“Don’t let it touch me,” he whimpered. “I’ll hurt you.”
Dazai’s heart ached. He and his husband, Kunikida, had adopted Atsushi quite recently. They’d only been together for about six months, and the abuse Atsushi had suffered at the orphanage still haunted him. Ever since he learned about his ability, he’d been swarmed with fear and worry. Such things shouldn’t trouble a six-year-old. That was horrible, even to an ex-mafia executive.
Dazai had to do all he could to quell his son’s fears.
“You won’t,” he assured. “My ability will stop that from ever happening.”
Atsushi shook his head and buried it in his knees. “I’ll get punished if I hurt you. I can’t… And your ability won’t make Daddy safe.”
His words tore at Dazai’s heart. He looked at Kunikida for guidance.
“See, I’m a problem,” Atsushi mumbled.
“No, you’re not. You’ll never be a problem, okay, Atsu?” Kunikida inched towards Atsushi as to not frighten him more. ‘In fact, I think—“
“Go away.”
Kunikida backed off.
An idea sprung into Dazai’s mind. “You know, if the moonlight doesn’t tough you, you won’t turn into a tiger. So, why don’t we build a pillow fort to block it?”
“A pillow fort?” repeated Kunikida and Atsushi in unison.
“Yes,” said Dazai, motioning for Kunikida to make his way to the couch. “We’ll get lots and lots of pillows, and then the moon will never get you. But I’m going to need your help.”
Atsushi raised his head. “Will you hold my hand?”
“Of course. Pappy’s got you.” Dazai bent down to Atsushi’s level and extended his hand. “I promise to hold onto you as long as you need.”
Atsushi reached forth his tiny hand and clenched his fist around Dazai’s hand.
“Toss me a pillow, darling,” said Dazai. Kunikida obliged. “Would you like to go first, Atsu?”
“O-okay.” Tentatively, he took it and pushed it towards the light, making sure not to touch the places the moon shone upon.
“That’s not too hard, is it?”
“How many do I have to do until you don’t hit me?”
Reality slammed into Dazai like a truck. He nearly choked on a breath. How dare that orphanage director be so cruel? “I’m never going to hit you.”
“Never?”
“I promise. Never, not ever.”
“And me too,” added Kunikida. “We adopted you because we wanted to. We’d never do anything mean to you.”
Finally, Dazai’s heart warmed. Kunikida had originally been very against adopting a child. But now, he cared about Atsushi possibly more than anyone. His words only made that love more apparent.
Atsushi sniffled. “Why are you being nice? No one was ever nice to me before.”
“Because we love you.”
Atsushi processed this. “You… love me?”
Dazai and Kunikida both nodded. “So, we’re going to all build the biggest pillow fort and keep you and us safe. Here.” Dazai grabbed a pillow with his free hand. “I’ll go first. If you just want to watch, that’s okay too.”
He stacked pillows one by one, and after about five of them, Kunikida joined in.
“That’s a pretty big wall,” said Atsushi, gaping at the fort.
Next, Kunikida dragged in two chairs from the dining room and placed them in opposite directions on each side of the fort.
“What are those for?” Atsushi asked.
“Once I put a blanket over those chairs, it’ll be like a new roof. Then, the moonlight won’t stand a chance.”
He draped a blanket over the chairs as described. “Now, all that’s left to do is go inside. If you’d like to.”
Atsushi pursed his lips. “Will you and Pappy be in there too?”
“Of course, if you want us too.”
“Okay.”
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Atsushi lay on the bed of pillows, snoring gently.
Dazai hugged Kunikida’s shoulder against his own, smiling at their son. He didn’t need to say anything. All he had to do was just watch his dear little boy sleep.
“Are you sure he’s not going to transform?” Kunikida asked. “I really do want to keep my promise.”
“No, I think we’ll be fine,” replied Dazai, shifting his view to Kunikida. “And if he does, all I need to do is touch him. It’s impossible for me to get hurt by his claws. But, perhaps it’d be better to sleep in here tonight.”
“I’m fine with that,” said Kunikida. “Anything to let him be happy.”
"Or maybe it was because he’d pushed President Fukuzawa’s ‘cat dad’ mug off the table in the break room. He had said it was okay, but perhaps he’d been lying and was now going to punish him. Or maybe it was because he’d taken a nap with Ranpo a while back, under the best ray of sunlight the building had to offer, but when Ranpo kept on shifting around, he’d let an irritated Byakko take over and trap Ranpo underneath herself."
pushing my catsushi agenda and ranpo cant sit still agenda
Atsushi giving nonperishable foods to those they cares about.
He learned how to make various kinds of jerky because the tiger kept hunting and just leaving carcasses in people's homes. So, Atsushi's loved ones often wake up and just see a fuck ton of jerky in their houses, or mass amounts of cans and other various non-perishables on their chairs
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