"where is the home i miss? only remembered in drunken bliss." - hsr & bsd fusion fic
TW: IMPLIED/REFERENCED S/H IN THE FIC
“Of course, ‘samu,” it was the ginger’s turn to grip Dazai’s face in her hands. “I have seen you at your worst before, I have seen you go through so much shit, and you are so fucking strong. Even when you were not bleeding out, you were beautiful. You don’t need to hurt to be gorgeous, Osamu. You are beautiful and worthy of being looked at no matter what. You don’t need to bleed to be heard anymore, my love, because I’m here, now. I will always be here. No matter how many times you feel like giving up, no matter how many times you feel like it’s hopeless, I will be here. Aren’t our vows, our rings, proof of that?”
Dazai did not need a thousand more achievements, she did not need another hundred breakthroughs - if she could just hear that, if she could hear the depth of Chuuya’s love for her, it would always be more than enough.
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listen……. ‘my love’ is literally the strongest and greatest pet name in existence. there is literally nothing better than somone calling you that….. especially when things are soft and quiet and they look at you with utter adoration and whisper “what’s the matter, my love??” or “i hope everything is okay with you, my love” like oh my god?? let me marry you already!
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Crying she called me her special girl I’m actually gonna throw up omg.
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