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hello everyone!! ryu here with another blog that i don’t need––– if you love suicidal, mysterious, and an overall mess of a human being, then you will sure love DAZAI OSAMU from BUNGOU STRAY DOGS! though be warned, my portrayal will be pretty HEAVILY HEADCANON BASED. if you’re interested in writing with this mess of a human being, please LIKE and / or REBLOG this post! thanks!

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embersiisms:

He TRICKED you  on Valentine’s day! ✦ open 

“I’m so glad you could make it  today! I really wanted to check out the new cafe and I just didn’t want to go alone!”

That was a STONE cold lie. Jack invited the other out so they could go together to this nice cafe  ‘coincidentally’ ON valentine’s day, since it was the ‘ONLY’ day he was free. Was he being subtle. Probably not. He dressed up all CUTE and couldn’t  hide the bright grin on his face. 

❝ o-of course! i��ve been wanting to see it, too! ❞

they smile, a hand smoothing down the dress they wore. they didn’t usually wear dresses, but felt the need to since it was valentine’s day. they were happy jack invited them out, otherwise they would have been inside all day avoiding most while they finished up paperwork. 

❝ thank you for inviting me, by the way. this is much better than how i originally planned to spend today. ❞

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smol starter call. boop.

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ship with me you cowards

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enjoy frisk casually drinking a juice box.

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smol starter call. boop.

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@tigershape​ liked for a starter!

❝ hey s-sushi! i brought you lunch! ❞ they smile, holding up a lunch box intended for the other. it wasn’t often they visited atsushi at work, but they knew he’d been having a rough time lately–– especially with a certain pale man asking very personal questions. ❝ think you have time to sit and eat with me? ❞

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@mafiamask liked for a starter!

❝ g-gin!! what the heck?! ❞ they squeak, pulling the knife out of her hands. ❝ i said NO weapons today!! it’s shopping day! not accidental murder day! ❞

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@ribdiculous gets a random starter!

❝ hey, sans? ❞ they begin, looking toward the skeleton they surpassed in height. it reminded them when they had first met him, small and scared. they’re grown since then, and with huge help from sans and his brother.

❝ what happened with the other children? were you friends with them too? ❞

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smol starter call. boop.

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sets a small plush cat upon their head.

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❝ ...! ❞

❝ i love it!! ❞

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shimaniya:

       that answer is …  bittersweet.  even if it was the answer they were likely looking for,  it stings.

       “don’t be unrealistic,  dear,”  they say,  voice soft despite deflecting the other’s response.  “you can’t stay sad forever.”

❝ of course i can. ❞ they reply with a serious look on their face, although the tone of their voice still sounded playful. pale fingertips reach for a strand of the angel’s hair, twirling it gently with their fingers. 

❝ my heart still aches for the ones i couldn’t save, the ones i can never get back. there’s a sadness there that never goes away. it would be the same with you. ❞ they speak softly, their pointer finger gently tapping on the other’s nose.

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deathlcved:

                         the rest of him may be frozen, but at least his arm isn’t. ❝ thank you! ❞ he follows along their side. he doesn’t know what to expect out of the other, but they seem really nice.

                        once they come up to the door of the shop, saeran unhooks their arms so he can open the door for the other. he can already feel the warmth of the shop. ❝ thank you for getting me here as warmly as you can. it’s probably the nicest thing a stranger’s ever done for me. ❞

they give him a quick ‘ thanks! ‘ when stepping into the shop, shaking themselves out so they can warm up. turning back to saeran, a smile graces their face as they thank him in return. ❝ thank you for letting me use your jacket! the least i could do was get you here somewhat warmly. ❞

❝ what would you like? it’s on me! ❞

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lv255:

Takes a seat on the bench next to them. You’re not going to leave them alone out here. That wouldn’t be very nice,  &&  you’re ATTEMPTING to start being nice, in some ways, to some humans, on a case-by-case basis.

… okay, you kind of like this weirdo human. They’re different than most. Nobody better say a damn thing about how you move just so that their head rests on your shoulder, which isn’t exactly corporeal, but that they’re not gonna fall through as long as you focus on keeping it at least somewhat solid.

they don’t even realize they have company. but they rest comfortably on the shoulder provided, even finding themselves leaning against the other. a soft hum leaves their lips as they change positions to be comfortable in sleep. poor thing probably hasn’t even realized they’re out in public sleeping so soundly. it’s a good thing they’re protected by someone.

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shimaniya:

       ——— - -   “ if i left for good,  do you think you’d miss me? ”

       they aren’t looking at them,  rather past them.  the entity doesn’t seem to be all there.

they seem surprised at the sudden question, they blink for a moment–– but they don’t hesitate at all with an answer.

❝ yes. very much so. i think a part of me would be forever sad knowing you’d never return. ❞

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beuvon:

   Joanne couldn’t help his excitement – having won a claw machine for once in what felt like his entire life (albeit, a short-lived one) he wanted to display his prize to someone. But he also had no need for it, and would likely try to give it away. So he’s opted to approaching someone with the plush toy and offering it out eagerly, in hopes they would take it and free up his hands. It wasn’t particularly easy for him to communicate with his hands full.

❝ oh! you won! good job, jo! ❞ they cheer, clapping their hands together. they noticed he wandered towards the claw machine, while frisk decided to play a different game. when the plush is offered to them, they smile and take it into their hands. they cradle the plush like a baby in their arms, petting the head for a moment before giving the nose a soft ‘ boop! ‘ ❝ it’s beautiful! i’ll name them... jo-jo! ❞

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they have memory stuck in their head. send help.