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Good is not a thing you are, it's a thing you do
Clau. 26, she/her, aroace. Writing levels unusually high for someone my size. Not completely spoiler or nsfw free.
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rain or shine, you'll always be mine
written for the @jjkwlwzine zine! it's a super beautiful collection of wlw jjk content - make sure to check out everyone else's pieces when they post them!
Sometimes, Momo thought that Mai was the only good thing in her life.
Maybe that wasn’t fair; not to Mai or to the rest of her classmates that were more like family. But fairness didn’t mean a thing in the dark depths of her brain.
She groaned, reaching up to tug on Mai’s sleeve. Lie with me.
Mai laughed.
[or, momo struggles with depression and mai cuddles her]
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hops around your askbox like a hyperactive bunny. "you can't be serious" and/or "where do you think you're going?" + souheki :p
hops around with you<3
"Where do you think you're going?"
Predictably, Dazai freezes for only a split second before turning with a charming smile. It's the middle of the day and Kunikida has already threatened Dazai with violence three times for slacking off. And yet, Dazai approaches the door, limping toward the stairs of all things.
"Ah, my dear Ranpo!"
Narrowing his eyes, Ranpo frowns. He walks up, getting close enough to see the minute twitch of Dazai's face. "And where is your cane?"
Dazai's eyes give nothing away. The smile is plastered to their face, just as fake as whatever it is the two of them have going on. "I left it at home."
A lie. "Why?"
Dazai waves their hand dismissively. "Careless mistake."
Ranpo reaches up, pressing his finger between Dazai's eyebrows. "Why do you even try to lie to me?"
The smile plastered on Dazai's face is as fake as whatever is going on between the two of them. "I would never."
Ranpo presses his finger harder into Dazai's skin. "You can't be serious."
"I'm always serious."
"You're always bullshitting."
"Oh, feisty words." The glint in Dazai's eyes darkens and they grab Ranpo's wrist, removing his hand from their forehead. "Would you like to accompany me then?"
"In what, bothering Mr. Fancy Hat?"
"Of course," Dazai says brightly and then puts Ranpo's finger right between his teeth.
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dazai fluffy cat because when he gets wet he dissappears and becomes a soggy twig
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The biggest scam your brain is telling you is that everybody else is human and allowed to make mistakes but that you yourself have to be perfect and flawless to deserve their company
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you're not stuck. it's not over. you can claw yourself out again and again. find strength in yourself. find strength in others whom you can trust. the fight isn't over until you're dead.
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apologies if this has already been done but i was suddenly possessed by a vision
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marcille's tone in the japanese and spanish dubs: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING??
marcille's tone in the english dub: AT LEAST BUY ME DINNER FIRST!!!
thank you emily rudd for doing it again for the girls and the gays this lesbian visibility week 🫡
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It always baffles me when people try to view BSD through a black & white lens when one of BSDs major themes is that everything & everyone is a shade of grey & everyone has a role to play.
This art for ch. 84 even *literally* tells you this about the story.
“Within both good and evil, heroes exist”
I will never understand when some people try to limit BSD by trying to shove things into neat little boxes when that doesn’t work and that’s not the point of the story. No character is just bad or just good. Everyone is everything, just to different degrees. It’s messy and that’s why it’s beautiful and more real.
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ALT
so i am now caught up with skip and loafer. hi JKSDFKLFSDKL
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they should let you end academic papers on "idk if this makes sense at all lol"
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if you still want prompts ummm how about tachigin + “how do i look?” <3
"How do I look?"
Tachihara does a little twirl, and the skirt of the dress moves with the motion. Gin laughs softly.
"Gorgeous" they say, half joking, half serious. It does look good on him, really, though they doubts Tachihara will go out dressed like that. For now.
They walk over to him and adjusts the shoulders of his dress before standing on their tiptoes to kiss his cheek. "You said you had more clothes?"
Tachihara looks stunned for a moment, blinking, but then nods. "Oh, yes. Kouyou-san gave me some more."
Gin gestures with their hands for him to go change, so Tachihara nods and leaves. It's not lost on them the way the tips of his ears have reddened, and if that brings a smile to Gin's face, well, that's their secret.
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…perhaps “Will you marry me?” + souheki 👀
"Will you marry me?"
Ranpo giggles. He didn't need any more proof that Dazai is really drunk, but that confirmed it.
"Do you want me to marry you?" he asks, playing with Dazai's hair. He's practically lying on top of Ranpo, head on his chest and arms around his waist, and that's just another proof of his drunkenness.
(Maybe it also proves other things, but he's a little drunk too and doesn't want to think about it now.)
"Mhm," Dazai nods. "A small wedding. You and me."
"I guess that kind of defeats the point of this, doesn't it?" mutters Ranpo.
They've started the game a while ago, but Ranpo really doesn't want to think about how they don't show themselves publicly like that anymore and instead have moved everything to their private lives. He doesn't think Dazai takes it seriously because Dazai doesn't take anything seriously when it comes to relationships, and Ranpo won't be the one to make the mistake of falling where it's not convenient. He is not that kind of person.
(His hand is still in Dazai's hair, and Dazai settles his head like he wants to hear his heartbeat, but Ranpo will deal with this when he's sober.)
"I'll buy you a nice ring," Dazai says, ignoring Ranpo's words. "And I won't steal from Kunikida to do it."
Ranpo hums. "Oh, you're serious," he jokes.
"Yep~." Dazai pulls away from him a little, just enough to be able to give him a kiss on the chin. "Will you?"
Ranpo thinks about it for a second. "If you ask me again when you don't smell so much like sake, maybe I'll think about it."
That seems to placate Dazai, because he nods and settles back on his chest. He falls sound asleep a few minutes later, and Ranpo has to maneuver to escape from his in his arms. Leaving Dazai's apartment feels a little like running away.
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SOUHEKI. DIES. with uhmmm "you're late." and/or "are you being serious?"
beast souheki. for you <3
"You're late."
Ranpo looks at him over their shoulder. He's expressionless as ever, sitting at the edge of the bed with his legs crossed. He's taken out his coat and scarf already, left them neatly discarded in a corner of the room.
Ranpo takes off their own coat, too. "I was busy."
He hums and doesn't ask any questions. Ranpo likes him a bit because of that. They know everything they need about each other—Ranpo definitely knows enough to understand why this is a bad decision to make.
He undoes the buttons of his shirt, walking over to where Dazai is sitting, and runs a hand through his hair. He tenses imperceptibly, and it gives Ranpo a misguided sense of control. They're smart, they know there's no way they're in control of this situation, but when they tangle their fingers in his hair and pulls his head back, Dazai smiles lightly and Ranpo decides he can play this game.
He knows this will be short-lived. There are two things he noticed soon: there is no way he can be a part of Dazai's life in any way that matters, and this story will end in blood.
Ranpo knows he won't be there to see it. Leaning down to place a kiss on his lips, he thinks that, in reality, it doesn't matter.
and regular souheki next
"Are you being serious?" Dazai asks, blinking.
Ranpo blinks back. "Yeah?"
Dazai lowkey wants to set himself on fire.
"You don't need to sound so surprised," Ranpo adds. He's not even looking at him, eyes open but fixed on the TV screen. "I mean, you're a smart one, aren't you? Sure you knew by now that I lo—"
Dazai shushes them, slapping their shoulder repeatedly. He must be blushing from his neck to the tips of his ears. He doesn't need to hear that again.
Ranpo lets out a little ouch before turning to him. Dazai searches for his cane to get up and run away, but Ranpo is faster and drops themself over him, making both of them fall to the couch.
"I love you! I love you!" he singsongs.
"Shut up, shut up, shut up—" Dazai insists, trying and failing to take them off of him. Ranpo laughs.
"Won't you say it back?"
"No! Gross!"
"Shaaaame. Love you, still."
"I'm going to kill myself and leave a note with only your name on it."
"How romantic. Won't you kiss me at least?"
"No. Don't say what you're—"
"You're not going to make me stop loving you, loser," Ranpo says, sticking his tongue out at him.
And, yes, Dazai is sure he's going to kill himself by the end of the day.
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