My Sweet Heart

Word Count: 1,356

Summary: Nova and Dazai have a heart to heart about some of the less appealing parts of his past.

Author’s Note: This is a short and sweet fic to round off the week. CW for discussion of self harm, scars, etc. Not too graphic, but if that stuff makes you uncomfortable I’d steer clear of this piece. It’s not as expansive as I would have liked, and I may either revamp or revisit the topic with a similar/more lengthy piece, but the format falls in line with what I had planned to whip up for this week, so I’m just posting this one as is. Just an excuse to write some cute fluff as well as share one of my headcanons about Dazai’s ability (that it has a knock back effect that has a physical impact on him every time he uses it) because it’s one of my favorites and I just think it’s neat lol. Thank you for reading!
Beams of silver light streamed through the window, bathing the room in their pale, frosty glow. They pooled on the bed and cascaded across the floor, creating an almost ephemeral scene that felt even more surreal to the individuals that were caught up in it. Despite the chill that one might be tempted to associate with such a display, the atmosphere in the room was undeniably warm, inviting. That was the atmosphere they’d created for themselves, though, the feeling they’d kindled between them to suit the needs of their intimate exchange. It was strange for them to be together like this…or at least, it was something they were still getting used to. But adjusting to this new normal wasn’t unpleasant, or even that difficult…it just took time.

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Word Count: 2,016

Summary: While accompanying her creator on a routine visit to the Agency, Nova encounters some of the members she hasn’t had a chance to meet yet firsthand. One of them has an uncomfortable aura she can’t quite grasp, but the pieces fall into place when it’s revealed that he just so happens to have the horrifying power to erase her existence with a simple touch.

Author’s Note: Idk why but I’ve been on a roll with first meeting/first encounter fics lately…maybe because it’s just easier for me to envision those types of scenarios, or perhaps that’s just the kind of mood I’m in. But I’ll run out of characters that I can write that kind of thing for eventually, so I’m sure it’ll be out of my system soon enough lmao. As with my Shirou piece, I’m not 100% sure that this is what I want Dazai and Nova’s first encounter to look like, but I liked the way this piece came out, so I’m posting it anyway lol. Thanks for reading!
Another routine visit to this dull, dreary office building. If she could, Nova would have preferred to waste her time in the cafe on the ground floor, but those weren’t the orders she’d been given. The lights on the ceiling flickered and buzzed, their illumination compounded by any sunlight that happened to pour in through the window at the end of the hall. There was the door with the glass pane and the plaque that decorated it, indicating the nature of what awaited you should you happen to go inside. Nova had visited this place on several occasions now, and each one only seemed to grow more boring than the last. Left to stand guard in the hall by the Agency’s entrance, she’d mainly been pushed to the side like this so she didn’t get in the way. That was fine; she was used to that kind of treatment. She wasn’t really a person, after all. So why should she be treated like one?

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Word Count: 1,072

Summary: After being confronted with a simple request, Nova finds herself keen on not falling for whatever ulterior motives said requester may have in mind.

Author’s Note: This is a prompt I’ve had in my drafts for months, I wrote it so long ago…it was based on a couple dialogue prompts from a prompt list I also lost a long time ago, but I just know they were really good ones. And that’s why this fic is good, and also playful and flirty, I think I was working on it when I was feeling especially sappy about Dazai…and his stupid handsome face lol. I think it still holds up and I’m happy to have finally gotten around to editing it so I can share it!
“Can you help me with my tie?”

Nova couldn’t really believe what he was asking her. The simple bauble he wore around his collar could hardly be classified as such an accessory, and he’d never expressed that he had any kind of trouble adjusting it before. Honestly, it looked like it would be simpler for him to just figure out how to fix it himself; a quick adjustment in the mirror would be all it took. If there was even anything wrong with it in the first place—which wasn’t overtly apparent to her. All signs were pointing to something more sinister lurking in his intentions, and she was experienced enough to know that was just par for the course for him.

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