#fella is gender neutral

[stuffeddeer]

okay but..... pathetic yearning beast!stalkerzai... he's so quiet abt his obsession with u making up any excuse to have u around for subordinate purposes and when ur not around him he makes sure he can still keep tabs on u AHHH hes so sad and so smitten

"pathetic" i dont need to hear any more. im on board.

The continuous knocking on your apartment door leaves you anxious, quickly pulling on a comfy sweatshirt before answering the door. A breeze flies into the room, causing you to shiver, before you make eye contact with,

"Why aren't you at work today?" Dazai crosses his arms, an angry expression on his face. Though, the pout he wears causes it to be less intimidating than he'd normally be.

You glance into your apartment briefly, still feeling chilly while exposed to the outside air. "Um... I don't work?"

"You always work."

"Right. Which is why I have today off." Awkwardly, you itch your arm. "Am I… needed, Boss?"

Dazai sighs before walking into your apartment (with no invitation) and closes your own door behind him. "You're freezing."

"I'm slightly chilled," you shrug, brushing off the notion. Any other subordinate wouldn't dare correct the boss of the Port Mafia, but he'd always been more lenient with you - supposedly because you ‘aren’t as dumb’ as the rest. "But that's what the hoodie is for."

Without another word, Dazai plops down onto your couch, making a show of looking around your apartment. It’s tiny - the whole thing barely the size of his office at HQ — and Dazai wonders if you’d rather move in with him. For more space, of course. And he guesses you’d be saving on rent that way, too.

“How do you know where I live?” You ask curiously. Sure, it’s probably somewhere in your files, but your boss never seemed like the type to care.

Shrugging, he murmurs, “It’s my job.”

You want to make this visit quick, but kicking out your boss didn’t seem like a smart idea. “Are you thirsty? Would you like a cup of tea?..”

Yes, Dazai wants to try your tea. Just because you’re his subordinate, and he needs to make sure it’s up to par. What if he needs you to serve tea to some associates in the future? “I’d love one.”

Biting back a sigh, you fill your kettle before placing it on the stove, watching as your old gas stove flickers on. Silence hangs between you two - you had no intention of carrying the conversation when he just barged in uninvited.

Dazai seems to have a similar idea, sitting laxly on your couch and waiting for his tea. You pour one cup, uninterested in making one yourself, before placing it on the coffee table in front of him. “Sugar? Milk?”

“This is fine, thanks.” He takes a sip. Heavenly, he’s sure. Well, all tea tastes the same, but something about it coming from your hands… delectable. It’s as though he can taste the love you must pour into every cup.

Mouth shut, you take a seat on the chair across from him. “May I ask, sir, why are you here? Am I needed?” The question is posed once again as you hope for a quick resolution. Kicking out your boss is wrong, but hopefully he’ll read between the lines and show himself out - the same way he showed himself in.

A long sip of tea permeates the otherwise silent room. He’s doing this on purpose, you’re sure of it.

“…I was worried,” he mumbles into the mug, sound muffled and quiet.

“Sorry?”

“You should be,” he replies, uninterested in repeating himself. “I needed you today, only to find out you vanished into thin air.”

“I didn’t run, if that’s what you’re implying,” your eyes narrow. You would not be mistaken for a traitor.

“No, no,” he grins. You were at your most entertaining when you became combative. Dazai much prefers you like this rather than subservient. “You took today off.”

Correcting the boss of the Port Mafia was risky, but, “You gave me today off. A month ago, after that mission, you told me to pick a day to relax.”

That’s… true. It was a strenuous mission, and while Dazai made sure to keep you out of the fray, he thought a gift like that would make you feel touched and indebted to him. Annoyingly, he’d nearly forgotten, since Dazai had planned on reneging at the last minute to trap you with him. For your work ethtic, of course.

A pout graces his lips, unhappy at your disappearance from his side. And that he had no rebuttal to it. “Well, I still need you. I made dinner reservations for two accidentally, and the restaurant is rather strict. You need to come with. The meal will be comped, of course."

“Sir, I don’t— “

“Don’t want your job?” His eyes narrow, pout vanishing immediately. You had to go along with it. “I’m sure you don’t mean that, over something as silly as a nice dinner.”

“...Of course, sir.” You tug on the strings of your hoodie, wanting to emphasize that you aren't exactly dressed for something 'nice.' "What time am I expected?"

Dazai has to stop himself from swooning. How adorable. Well, it’s not you that’s adorable, of course. It’s the juxtaposition of such n oversized hoodie on you that he finds adorable, not you yourself. Definitely. “We can leave now, actually. Get changed, please. I wouldn't say there's a dress code, but it's not a 'hoodie' establishment."

Rather than lashing out at him for the snide comment, you choose to bite your tongue and head into your bedroom.

Exhausted was too light a word to describe how you felt. Donned in a 'nice' outfit that was rather uncomfortable, you stood outside in the cold air and harsh breeze as Dazai suggested to the host to let him in. This bastard didn't have reservations for one, much less two.

After the manager is called over and recognizes Dazai, you're quickly ushered in beside him. Dazai pulls out a seat at a secluded table in the back, gesturing for you to sit. "Come."

Without a second thought, you sit in the very seat he'd pulled out, stifling a yawn as he pushes you in. You’re Dazai's best employee - he must keep you close at all times. Which is why he takes advantage of your position as his subordinate to orders you waste your day off in a fancy restaurant across from him. If you want time off of work, you’ll have to spend it with him - just so he can keep an eye on you, of course.

[sol-insidious]

"...I love you too, you Jedi-waking sap."

[deceptigoons-attack]

Starscream has a new iPhone with a sparkly red phone case. Megatron has an old Nokia.

^ Typical old man with cellphone kind of thing.

[astronomical-bagel]

I gotta say, I do love a guy who prioritizes survival over anything else. Who absolutely will just leave if the current situation isn’t great. Whose morals get thrown out the window the second they’re in real danger. I love that shit, keep it up losers 👍👍👍 I’m kissing all cowards on the lips rn

[emotional-moss]

pspspsps good omens enjoyers i drew bedhead crowley

full under the cut

[rin-hanarin]

I just love seeing the same 5 to 10 specific people going crazy over Lucanis here, you know who you are and I salute you 🫡

[headcanon-territory]

Masc🔁fem edits cause its fun

[pregnantsecondo]

How many times do I have to explain it’s not gender neutral if you use GENDERED TERMS

[otomehonyaku]

fellas! I'm a little over halfway through the spooky Mukami short story (˵ •̀ ᴗ •́ ˵ ) ✧ I'll continue tomorrow but I think I'll post it this weekend! it's such a fun one aaaaaaaaaa

[selfshipseaside]

Serious question: Would any of your f/os unironically listen to Life is a Highway?

[virtue-and-beneviolence]

Whats up fellas

[sweetronancer]

nummy vent post!! (sorry)

tw : silliness + mentions of under eating and also emetophobia (somehow argh)

my stomach hurts like pretty much all the time and i really have no idea why, theres no reason for it to be like hurting all the time? when i eat it hurts but when i don't eat it hurts too, i mean it could be my horrible eating habits- because i literally cant eat. im never hungry- or like maybe i am but my body doesnt give me that signal. but my stomach hurts so much all the damn time and i feel like im going to throw up 75% of the time and its horrible because then i have to slow myself down and try to focus on the feeling so it goes away. yk how when like youre going to vomit and you gather a bunch of saliva in your mouth before? like like salivating.. that happens to me all the time and i just have to ask like nothings wrong yk? like my stomach doesnt hurt because im sure everyone i know irl is pissed off because i say it so much.

and ig my eating happens concern my parents. like idk i just havent been hungry. i dont feel hungry like i feel perfectly fine yk? its not like my body needs food im perfectly fine without it, but the problem is that im like extremely dehydrated. i dont drink water like at all help?? i mean i dont feel good and i know why but theres nothing i can do to change it- i mean there are things i can do but im horrible at doing things that are good for me. i feel horrible like- im always cold and i feel like im about to just lose it bro, and im about to faint sometimes too but yk!!! im not happy- i dont let myself be happy because i cant be happy but it is what it is fellas-

and like on top of that i have the need to yap online about what i like because none of my friends irl listen to me (besides one) and they just flat out ignore me when i try. but i listen to intensely when they talk about something they like, whether i know what it is or not! i dont communicate my feelings though, i just sit in silence and stop yapping when someone acts uninterested because what i like doesnt matter yk? it just doesnt and thats okay!!! i guess im adjusting to listening to other people talk about what they like.

theres more but im too overwhelmed for this shit dawg

[inkdemon-whore]

no one asked, i just wanted to draw something as a warm up

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[bleaksqueak]

Hi, it's binge-read anon again! I'm still going through the old posts and loving each and every one of it <3 And I saw the joke drawing of the fox saying hail satan, and it got me thinking: how does the veil belief system work? Do they believe in satan/a hell and a god/a heaven? What do they think happens to you after you die normally vs through the corruption (if that changes anything at all)?

Hello again, Binge-Read Anon! And, see, first off, you must understand, the fox is a card-carrying member of The Satanic Temple. He may be evil, sure, but his desire for freedom and equality make him an upstanding citizen. I do think in that exact panel edit Maia was squeezing a racoon, but the same applies to that little creature as well... except with the very notable difference in levels of Evil ( which the racoon is vastly more entrenched). When it comes to religion in the veil, we'll stick to the veil itself. I can't go into too much detail since this will be in the story, but the Veil once held a prominent religion of its own. It has largely fallen away through the years, by the influx of wards and the old mythos no longer seeming to make much sense to the denizens throughout. Yet, there are still parishes to be found playing host to small congregations. For the most part, the churches that do remain tend to keep their doors open for their intended services, but often play out community roles in honor and duty of their still-held beliefs. They're particularly popular on Saturdays, seeing as that's the day set aside for the lord Bagel, and are free to the public for as long as supply lasts. (Limit five per person--10 for larger maven or particularly hungry looking big fellas.)

[angelpuns]

Ranting anon is here to help (hopefully) with ur explody head :D

Somethings that tend to help me are sitting in a really cold room with a blanket, turning off all but one light (preferably that light isn't too bright.) If you wanna draw and turn off the lights but your tablet is too bright it might help to have a desk lamp on, I tend to like chewing things like gum cuz the movement might relief some tension in your jaw. Drink water!!! <3 Good luck, feel better.

Ghehehehehe ty helpful anon <3 I laid under a blanket for a while and that's helping ( also laying down in general) I still wish I could draw but that dream will have to stay a dream smh