When I go, I hope I'll go just as beautifully.

ink-like thing with #dazai

why no one reads soukoku thing i wrote yesterday am i shadow banned

@mewasteri @mewasteri i will tag you until my last breath

@mewasteri well I'll tag since you had waited for me

And as the time flied a bit further, and stress wasn't leaving Dazai, he felt a pain in his stomach. And even the reason of this pain wasn't able to make Chuuya at least answer his call. ...Well, need part 2?

And, well, no matter how much Dazai tried to stop Chuuya, to plead, and, god, how much he hates this pain- He was crying non stop. Last time he cried like that, well...>>>

"..We should divorce." Chuuya's voice sounded quiet, calm. Like he was thinking a lot recently about it. "And I don't want to hear anything about fixing. There's nothing to fix. Those teen hormones are in the past, Dazai.">>>

It was until that evening. That fucking evening. It was a month since Dazai started a recovery and needed cane to walk, being in constant pain. This evening, his head was laying near Chuuya's lap, but not on it because of how Chuuya flinched from Dazai's touch like it's cursed.>>

And no, there was no hate, no anger, but slowly, Chuuya got more quiet. More.. Out of the world. And Osamu, who usually was shining with his intelligence, couldn't understand what the fuck is happening with his husband.>>>

The things in Mersault changed a lot. Not only in the world around them, but in a small world between them as well. Some might think that such events should make people closer, bind them more, but... Chuuya's gaze changed. And it wasn't just another anxiety attack of Dazai.>>>

he can take such an effect on a man before him. And, well, it was their first and last night like this before everything started.>>>

More with happiness, that Chuuya finds this body, this ugly scarred body that always makes Dazai sick, beautiful. And Chuuya looked at him with such damn awe and so much love that Dazai sometimes even thought that Chuuya imagines someone else, because he can't believe that>>>

Chuuya's touch was making Osamu's head spin. Strong hands that always meant to destroy were touching bruised body with suck care like the skin was made of the most delicate porcelain, every kiss planted on thin body was making it burn, but not with lust. >>>

Life passed, and there was more and more moments that double black shared together. Deaths, new emotions, and, well, despite being together for so long, they first got more intimate at the age of 22. And the whirl of emotions was fucking insane. >>>

Chuuya despite his temper was always a really loving type of partner, and Osamu was always "closed one". But it never bothered them when both were laying in the same bed, Chuuya softly caressing soft brown curls, or tracing those beautiful but tired features. >>>

At first it sounded just like an awful joke, but, well, everything went even better than expected! And, well, Dazai found out for himself how is it to live in normal conditions and finally let himself have a proper support. >>>

Those relationships were always complicated, but always so damn strong that both never knew what keeps them together. Love? Hate? Some deeper bond? It didn't even trylu mattered, when Dazai's voice sounded quiet at night after a hard mission: "Let's get married, Chuuya." >>>

#skk #dazai #chuuya Well, shit happens. And especially shit likes to happen to Osamu Dazai. But why don't we talk about what happened beforehand, yeah? >>>

idk my parents just beat me instead!!!

silly sketches wait for treadfic #dazai #chuuya #skk #soukoku #bsd