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the-comfortcorner · 6 months
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How you're feeling is okay, you know that? Situations can be overwhelming, and sometimes you just feel numb instead of feeling angry or sad. It's normal, and it happens. It's happened to me before,e too. So don't you worry about a thing. I'll be right here by your side until things get better. Does that sound alright? -Nakahara Chuuya
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xo-cuteplosion-xo · 8 months
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"More Than Enough".
My works on Tumblr are here
Synopsis: comfort fic for those suffering from feelings of inadequacy with g/n reader.
Character(s): Dazai
Warnings: Comfort fic see synopsis
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Evening lights flickered dimly beyond the curtains of the room. It's late, and there is nobody else settled in the home. Completely alone with thoughts. It’s been ages since these thoughts spiraled like this. Ages… What if he finally decided you weren't enough? That there was something wrong with you? So utterly and totally wrong with you? What if he up and left without a word? How could you be enough for him? You're so… just average. How could you be enough for Dazai of all people? He’s attractive and charismatic. He’d make anybody happy, so why you? What are you worth to him? You hate it… he's just so perfect, and you feel so little, so imperfect.
These thoughts tend to plague your mind, and yet there’s nobody to turn to or there may be, and yet you chose not to turn to them. These thoughts spiral through your mind over and over, and yet there is nothing you can do about it. Nothing you do seems to help the struggle of fighting such thoughts. 
The sound of the door creaking around two should be a source of excitement, and yet these thoughts of being inadequate tear you down. Your excitement comes: but is broken by the little whispers rambling in your head. You try to toss yourself to sleep, to avoid confrontation, but a slender, almost bony hand runs down your back, softly running over your spine. “You’re still awake?” He tilts his head as you turn to face him.
His eyes settle on your face, and his expression softly changes. Concern slips past his carefully placed mask as it drops before you. The only one he ever seems to feel genuine things with. You looked so fragile in the moment, as if one wrong poke to your skin could shatter you. “Yeah…” Oh how he knows the mask you try to lift so well. It’s so common, so well-known and so easy to see. Of course, this is because he does that very thing to hide himself from the world.
He sits beside you as you lay there on your side. His hand softly runs over your head, playing with your hair softly. “Something's wrong. I’ve been noticing things lately, but… I didn’t want to push or press.” He’s caring with you. He wants to make sure you are alright. The only one he is like this with. “You’re worth enough to me for me to be here, so… what’s on your mind, Belladonna?” He waits for you to sit up to fidget with your hand and perhaps tear up slightly.
“Am I enough? I just...” Your voice trails up as he pulls you to him with a heavy sigh. These thoughts of yours, he wishes he could erase them. To have you never think so closely about such wrong thoughts. And yet he understands the feeling. Certainly, with you, he knows it as well.
He keeps you close, held to him like you would leave. “More than enough. You’re more than what I deserve. You’re perfect in every aspect. You’re appearance, style, voice, everything. I love you Y/n… I can’t help. I know that these thoughts eat away at your brain and that I can’t help more than a few words… but perhaps I may ease them?” His words aren’t stupidly soft or panicked; he's not the emotional type, but he tries. He desperately clings to you. “Whenever these thoughts start to bother you, come to me, and I’ll try to ease them, even if only a bit.” He leans to peck your cheek with a little smile. He has trouble expressing himself, but it’s easier with you. 
Dazai hates the idea of you leaving without him. He wants to keep you close to him and make you feel secure. “I just… I’m not half as good as you at things… I’m not good enough.” What’s left unsaid is easy for him to see. Beneath the strangled words you force from your throat to the avoidance of your eyes from him, there’s so much anxiety. Not half as good as him, it seems you want to say such words. Yet, here he is with you, a wonderful and attentive lover. Here he is with you in his arms, when his fingers are permanently dyed red and his blood sits stained mafia black. You deserve the world at your fingertips.
“You… Y/n… You deserve the world. Anybody you desire, you deserve. Any accomplishment or achievement you earn through your efforts is deserved. Please, you work so hard. You’re enough, you have always been enough.” There are no other words he has other than to pull you close. To keep his arms tightly around you. His shower can wait… everything in the world can pause for you. You’re all he ever needs, perfect in your own right. Enough… you’re more than enough for those who cross your path. Anybody who knows you should be honored, because...
 You’re so much more than just enough.
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osaevsky · 3 months
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M0NVHS 100 FOLLOWERS MILESTONE
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'kay so- firstly, thank you sm for this. ironically i'm not good with words in moments like this but i'm still very grateful for my first milestone to have come so quickly and to have received so much support since creating this account.
secondly, i'll be doing something rather basic so it's (hopefully) easier to participate and easier to write for me later. and obviously it will be centered around bungo stray dogs. I'll keep this going till I start classes again so: 02/12
now that I've said all of this, I can start with my event:
y'all need to pick one of the prompts below + 1 character, and I'll develop a scenario out of it. most of these are mixed between nsfw and sfw so if they're ambiguous in context please let me know which one genre would like to see.
the scenarios won't have a max of words but most surely a minimum of 500.
once the prompt and character for the scenario is taken, I'll write it down so it doesn't get repeated.
all characters are fair game except: mori, hirotsu, oda, members of the guild besides poe and fukuchi. if I can't write the character or request for whatever reason I'll let it be known.
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now, the prompts:
“why are you mad?” “I’m not mad, I just think you can choose better people to kiss.”  — sfw + chuuya nakahara.
"do you know you're pretty?" atsushi + nsfw
"don't! I’m ticklish —“ nsfw + dazai osamu.
“stop denying it! you need sleep” sfw + fyodor (definitely asap).
“I’m not going anywhere” — nsfw + akutagawa ryunosuke.
"can you help me reach that?
"you have frosting on your face”
"I made this one just for you!”
“you’re pretty.”  “you’re drunk.” sfw + tachihara michizo (+ chuuya, separately)
"why haven't we done this sooner?"
"i brought you flowers." "for what?" "there has to be a reason?" — angst + tachihara michizo.
“ah, there you go. safe and sound, hm?”
"don't get confused, I was only clinging to you because you stole the blanket and I had no other way to keep warm."
"can we do that again? my eyes were closed." "oh my god."
“oh god, there’s no taking it slow when it comes to you.”
"do you really think you’re in a position to give orders?"
"i'll take good care of you, i promise."
"missed my touch that much, did you?" nsfw + atsushi
"i don't know how to kiss but let me kiss you, and I'll do it just right."
“tell me what to do.”
I believe that's all. If you have any questions please let me know and I'll do my best to explain. And once again, thank you !!
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safe haven (Dazai x gn!reader)
murrhehhehehe this was the “project” @simpin-for-sugawara, hope you enjoy >:)
warnings: idk, crying? reader has had some bad days. alcohol is mentioned
this was rushed as fuck I’m sorry
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“Hey there buddy, you doing alright?” the bandaged man spoke as he sat down next to you.
���Mhm,” you mumbled, 
“Woah, did you just ‘mhm’ me? Something must be seriously wrong here! Come on, you know you can tell me! After all, I am Dazai, the most trusted-” 
“Okay, okay, I get it,” you cut him off, laughing. “Life’s just been a little. Not so fun lately, you know?” 
Dazai propped his arms up on the table, head on his hands as he gasped overdramatically. “How horrible!” 
You rolled your eyes. “It’s not that horrible, Dazai. Just some bad days.” 
His face suddenly turned serious. “You’re not happy, so it is. Well,” he sighed. “If you’re not going to tell me, I’m at least not going to sit around and let you be sad!” 
“Wha-huuHhh?- DAZAI LET GO OF ME-“ you shrieked as you were grabbed by the wrist and dragged to your feet.
While he lead you out of the Agency’s office and down to the street, he didn’t answer any more of your questions. He was strangely silent, which was unusual for him. Dazai was usually so predictable, but yet a complete mystery to you. The path he took you down was familiar to you, but you couldn’t quite guess where you were going. It wasn’t until you were in front of his place that you realized he had taken you to his place. 
He unlocked the door, gesturing for you to step inside. You did, and he followed, then leading you to the kitchen. He fetched a bottle of merlot, popping off the cork. “I figured a good glass of wine would do the both of us some good, no?” 
You chuckled to yourself. “You are too much, Dazai.” 
“Aww, love you too,” he smirked as he poured both of your glasses. 
He brought you over to his couch, sitting down and gesturing for you to also. You say next to him, his hand smoothly and comfortably going to rest on your leg. You gave him a side glance as you sipped your wine. 
He began to ramble, about nothing at all. About his latest schemes, his ploys to mess with Kunikida, about Atsushi, about his work in the agency. His voice, his stories, no, he made you smile. You found all of his antics to be endearing. He found a way to make the less enjoyable parts of life to be far more enjoyable, and you loved him for it. 
“Hey there, you think you wanna tell me why you’re crying?” Dazai’s voice cut through your thoughts. 
You felt the wetness on your face as you came back to reality. Dazai was studying your face with a concerned look. When you didn’t reply to him, he sighed, moving the hand on your leg to go around your back, the other over your shoulders, pulling you to his chest. Your face rested on his shoulder, wide blank eyes shedding tears onto his coat. 
You really weren’t quite sure why you were crying, wether it was the weight of the world, or the contrast of the comfort of Dazai’s home compared to your own, or both. You knew one thing though, Dazai made you feel safe. 
“‘M fine, Dazai. I just… I just need a moment,” you said through your tears.
“I’d give you more than a moment, dove,” Dazai murmured into your hair.
“Charmer,” you muttered.
“Love of my life,” he replied. 
“My significant annoyance.” 
Dazai chuckled slightly, pressing soft kisses to the top of your head. His hold on you was firm, yet gentle. He wasn’t going to let go of you, but certainly wasn’t going to keep you trapped either. Somehow, everything felt right when you were like this. Your tears began to dry, and your breaths evened out. The world was uncertain, but the one certain thing you could rely on was this safe haven in his arms. No matter how unsteady, you would always be able to find refuge with Dazai. He was home.
It wasn’t long before your emotions had zapped away your energy, and you yawned.
“A bit tired there, love?” Dazai asked, brushing a strand of hair from your face. 
You nodded sleepily. 
“Fall asleep then, I’ll be here when you wake up.” 
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originalartblog · 6 months
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enough debate on the subject. everyone wants to be the little spoon.
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lotus-pear · 4 months
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my entry for @seukorei 's dtiys!! congrats on 2k soy <3
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carrotkicks · 9 months
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can't recognize. can't feel. can't. can't.
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chuunai · 4 months
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baby daddy nikolai ! who merely stares at you at first when you say you’re pregnant. he didn’t like it at first. a baby would tie him down, lessen the freedom he craved. but he already tied himself to you through love. plus, he could teach the kid to annoy sigma.
baby daddy nikolai ! who complains when there’s no kicks when he places his hand on your belly. it’s dumb that he won’t be able to feel anything until the fifth or so month. often when you’re napping, he’ll prod at your stomach and try and will it to somehow move. if his baby takes after him, it’ll be one energetic little hellion.
baby daddy nikolai ! who gleefully shows off ultrasound photos to fyodor and sigma, excitedly blabbering about the baby to his ‘best friends’. fyodor takes the role of godfather while sigma wisely chooses not to involve himself in the mess. he’s scared too. the clown having spawn? nuh-uh.
baby daddy nikolai ! who steals so much baby stuff from stores. cute plushies, pregnancy pillows, toys, etc. you don’t approve—he doesn’t care. he claims it’s saving money for the kiddo.
baby daddy nikolai ! who uses his ability to randomly grope your bigger tits out of nowhere. gloved fingers suddenly tweak at your nipples while he laughs from a nearby room. his dove’s got some pretty big milk jugs now.
baby daddy nikolai ! who doesn’t let your pregnancy get in the way of sex. he’ll spoon fuck you from behind, rubbing your swelled belly while also pinching your boobs. he cums inside, naturally. you’re already pregnant, so there’s no harm!
baby daddy nikolai ! who insists on your child having a patronymic name. his baby will inherit his ukrainian ancestry, and he doesn’t take no for an answer. this includes him cooking ukrainian dishes for you so the baby can get used to the dishes pre-birth.
baby daddy nikolai ! who decides at the end of the day that this pregnancy is yet another expression of your shared free will. he put the baby in you and you decided to carry it. if that’s not proving his fixation of freedom and escape, then what is?
Tags: @twst-om-lover, @sinfulthoughtsposts, @xxcandlelightxx
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j11nko · 6 months
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heaven sent
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anqelically · 10 months
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they have nightmares about you headcanons pt.2
featuring...! chuuya nakahara, ryunosuke akutagawa & sigma
content: no manga spoilers, comfort
navi | bsd masterlist | pt.1
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CHUUYA NAKAHARA
• you were cheating on him in his nightmare
• the day seemed to be going normal for chuuya. he left work to come home to something that was anything but normal. another pair of shoes were at the door- a guy’s shoes. that’s when everything turned upside down
• he hurried into your shared home when he found another guy’s hands all over you. and it wasn’t just anyone, not to chuuya. his former brown-haired partner separated his lips from yours before he sent chuuya a smug grin
• meanwhile, you could only look at chuuya sadly before looking back at dazai. it broke his heart to see you just wrap your arms around dazai a bit tighter, not daring to defend yourself
“hm, seems he came back a bit sooner than we thought, huh?” dazai hummed.
“shut up,” you murmured, “you’re the one who lost track of time.”
• when he woke up, that sense of being betrayed hit chuuya hard. his heart raced as he turned his body around to look at you, who was just innocently sleeping
• he knew you’d never do such a thing, but dazai’s grin was taunting him in his head. and as if you could sense his troubles, you began to wake up. you tiredly rubbed your eyes as you looked at chuuya, who seemed spooked
“hey,” you asked, concerned, “what’s wrong? you look hurt…”
“my mind was messing with me, that’s all.”
you watched as chuuya tried to play it off, but it wasn’t working. you were no fool. you were the most perceptive out of the port mafia executives, so no one could hide anything from you, especially not your boyfriend.
“you look a bit paler than usual, chuuya. sweat’s dribbling down the side of your head as well. tell me what happened. i’m all ears.”
• once you’ve heard everything, chuuya feels embarrassed. you joined the port mafia after dazai left, so you don’t even know the guy
• not only that, he was both frustrated and upset that you had the audacity to cheat on him with dazai of all people in his nightmare. trust and loyalty are qualities chuuya holds dear, and you happened to break them
• you laugh it off before telling him that it’s normal to feel that way. you continue to comfort him and once he feels better about it all, chuuya holds you close. his arms are wrapped around your waist as the two of you fall asleep again
• this time, he finally gets to punch dazai in the face (yes he is happy, even if it’s a dream)
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RYUNOSUKE AKUTAGAWA
• you were kidnapped in front of his eyes in his nightmare
• nothing scares this man more than having something important slip out of his grasp. in this scenario, you were taken away from him by a group that was fighting with the port mafia. not only that, but he never seen you ever since
• when he wakes up, although he knows it’s a nightmare, there is still a heavy sense of unease in his body. akutagawa would feel short of breath, grasping at his shirt to calm down
• but when he sees that you aren’t in bed with him, he’s alarmed and finds himself rushing out of bed. he looks around the bedroom, the bathroom, the living room. when he finds you in the kitchen, he’s more relieved than he thought he’d be
“ryu?” you greet your lover in shock. cold sweat dribbled down the side of his face as he heaved, letting out a cough as you stepped closer.
it was almost 3 in the morning, and you were only up because you had the sudden urge to use the bathroom and get yourself some water.
“what’s wrong? tell me.”
• i see him as the type to just pretend nothing is wrong, meaning he’d say he’s fine and try to head back to the bedroom. you are faster to act, however, meaning that he wasn’t going anywhere without telling you what happened
• he’d react rather harshly, probably smacking your hand away by reflex if you tried to get a hold of him. though, he’d quickly apologize because he knows it’s wrong of him to do that
• getting akutagawa to confess will take persistence from you. he’s stubborn, so getting him to change his mind wouldn’t be so easy
• but once you get him to tell you everything, akutagawa feels a sense of relief. hold him close and tell him you won’t leave him because i feel like akutagawa would need that the most at the moment :((
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SIGMA
• you ended up using sigma in his nightmare
• by organization after organization, sigma was always being used. although you wouldn’t dare to do the same, his nightmare led him to believe you did
• sigma was walking himself towards his office, knowing who was inside. but before he entered, he could hear your voice as you spoke with fyodor and nikolai
“oh, he’s wrapped around my little finger like the fool he is,” you laughed. “a desperate man who can’t remember things of his past is nothing. he’ll do anything i ask for specifically, so proceed with the plan.”
• hearing that come from you had broken his heart. he awoke with a loud gasp, and his movement managed to wake you up as well. his hands were buried in his uneven layers of hair, grasping them so tightly you were afraid they may fall off
• you have to pull his hands away before you ask what’s wrong. and when you do, sigma lowers his head in shame. he probably thinks it’s wrong for him to even imagine you doing that, even if that dream was out of his control
“it’s nothing, y/n,” sigma reassured you. “my mind is playing games, i know you wouldn’t do that.”
• sigma may say that, but it doesn’t stop the fear from being instilled into his veins. what if you do end up using him? what if he just becomes another pawn in someone else’s game? sigma hates to think that way, but he can’t help it
• in need to calm down, sigma would probably go outside for fresh air. let’s be honest, the casino man definitely has a balcony connected to his room
• when you join him, sigma is already staring at the night sky. it’s also probably cold, so bringing a little blanket over your shoulders wouldn’t hurt
• he’d probably ask what you’re doing outside with him, or tell you that you should go back to sleep. he doesn’t want to trouble you further, but we all know it doesn’t matter
“nothing’s going to be resolved if you don’t tell me what’s wrong,” you honestly told sigma. “if it’s about that dream… i hope you know i would never do anything like that.”
a flash of hesitation is seen on sigma’s face, and he lets out a quiet sigh, “what if you leave? what if… what if this is a dream? what happens when we wake up to reality?”
you stared at him in surprise, “you need to wake up. this, me and you, is reality.”
using the blanket you brought with you, you also wrap it around sigma before pulling him into an unexpected embrace. the dual-haired man grabs your waist on reflex, and the two of you stand like that for a while.
eventually, you take his hand and place it over your chest. beneath his slim fingers, sigma can feel the beating of your heart. his lips part at its quickened pace.
“my heart genuinely beats for you, sigma. please, don’t doubt it. the last thing i’d ever do is try to use you.”
• and that’s all it takes for sigma to lose it. crying or not, he hugs you like it’s your last :((
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note: PART TWO DONE!!! i don't like it but yeah.. also the bullet format is different so it’s easier to post my stuff to wattpad 😗
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the-comfortcorner · 28 days
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Hey, sweetheart. I heard about what happened. How are you feeling? They were someone you really cared about, weren’t they? I get it. It’s going to hurt for a while, and it won’t ever actually stop, but it’ll get better over time, okay? You have me and your friends to help you through it. Don’t be afraid to rely on us.
-Nakahara Chuuya
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xo-cuteplosion-xo · 1 year
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Comfort in my lowest moment
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Synopsis: A drabble where you rely on Dazai in times of need
Character(s): Dazai
Warnings: Suicide reference- Dazai’s typical antics, self-indulgent, meant to be comfort might be a bit angsty instead… Idk
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Sitting beneath the stars, gazing where they should be, but were currently locked behind the clouds, your mind wandered. The breeze doesn’t feel harsh on your skin, nor does the air bite at your fingers despite how you tremble. It’s not the weather which shakes your body, nor is it from sudden chills. Another year… to make it so far, how had it been done? Staring down at the ground, your fingers toy with the grass, stiff to your skin, nothing like the sweet melodic words of the books or tales you’ve dived into, there’s no gentle sway, no soft tickle, it itches and pricks against your skin, irritable and annoying. Not even the stars want to show up for you tonight.
What importance is another year when all it means is that you failed…? It may be success to others, being able to sit here today, to be physically here, but… god do you not want to be here. Not with the way your chest sits empty, the way you crave habits you long ditched, or with how you seek validation in the smallest of things. Your hands find their way to your hair tugging on it, one more year… It seems like you say it every year, and still at the end of that year, you’ve found maybe a handful of moments you’re glad to get, but you're greedy. More, more, more, you need more, to feel arms around you, to grab onto you, and to support you. 
Where are your friends? Where is your family? Sure, the texts came through, the ones sent when they forget until the calendar comes up, or you sigh and grumble how you didn’t expect to make it another year. The simple surprised looks and the lies… it’s that special day, but nobody seems to care… yet you see how other friends celebrate with each other… see how they laugh and how they smile… you can't help but wish there was somebody there for you. 
Within the soft images of your brain, the wishing light of a desperate ache for comfort in which you trust nobody to give and not expect to receive something back, you find him, slinky arms coated in cloth, eyes a dull hazel, and watching you without pity. 
Dazai, how many birthdays has it been spent curled up in imaginary feelings, in wishing somebody could be there the way you want; snuggled against your skin? You lean against the grass, welcoming the uncomfortable texture, imagining the scratch of what bandages would be against your skin. His arms wrap around you, they give you warmth, lessen the shaking, and the tears that wanted to drip don’t push from your eyes as the feeling of his hand swipes them away. “Oh, Belladonna…” His voice is calming, it’s gruff but comforting. “Don’t pity yourself… we could always drop together.” Perhaps reflecting with him wasn’t the best. His jokes became your jokes, as unhealthy as it was, they kept you from acting. It kept you from crumbling, knowing there was somebody who understood… even if they were not real. 
He didn’t need to be real for you to cling to the feeling of warmth in your chest to smile slightly. “Double suicide, but how would we do it without troubling those without needing to work at it?” Death causes issues, and causes people to cry and blame themselves. These last two years have been difficult, but he’s been here holding onto you. His fingers stitch your heart together and let you escape into a world that helps keep you from leaving, that’s all that matters. He’d love and love you some more, he can’t leave or abandon you, he can’t forget your birthday or ignore you just to get back at you… he will always be there for you. The comfort of knowing your flaws do not define who you are, and that you can change to be better, all comes from him.
 The touch of cold hands on your cheeks, a thumb rubbing against the skin. “One day… It will happen one day.” His voice never fails to match in your head exactly as it should. He never fails to comfort you. He’s right, one day you’ll find somebody who will do what he does for you. Maybe… that is why you’ve made it this far, yearning to find some reason for living. 
“Yeah… maybe one day…” you whisper, opening your eyes to stare at the empty spot where he should be, a tear sliding down your cheek. None of this seems fair to you, all the pain, everything you feel is wrong with yourself… What reason could all this pain have been for?
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esmiara · 11 months
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Someone needs comfort
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osamudaisies · 15 days
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just a lil eepy
a nice nap and sigma will be right back up trust 🙏🏼
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originalartblog · 6 months
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Question, is there tiny soukoku corruption??????
With big Chuuya around I don't think Tiny would ever need to use Corruption. His tiny gravity manipulation isn't as strong.
But you got it in my head so let's picture it: there is this 3cm-tall dude that faintly glows red and throws deadly baseballs around. He's fast, dangerous, and, again, 3cm tall. Good luck catching, or even spotting him.
It's Chuuya who ends up having to catch him and throw him at Dazai like a ping pong ball so Dazai can nullify him. Or maybe throw Tinyzai at him. Your pick.
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and then Tiny rolls over and starts snoring the hurt away because he's Chuuya and he's just built different.
tiny snore
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lotus-pear · 5 months
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DO YOU THINK IF I DRAW THEM ENOUGH THEY'LL COME BACK :((
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