#dear death

[haveyouseenthisseries-poll]

Have you seen Dear Death (2015)?

Yes

Partially

No,but I've heard of it

Never heard of it

Voting ended onJan 27

Original title: Amorteamo.

[diaryofoliviasamuels]

"death is peaceful, easy. life is hard."

[quackitysdrugdealer]

I thought this was a cool concept

[awkward-akutagawa]

Am I the only one confused by the outfit change in the newest chapter? Is Aku that determined to stick to his aesthetic in public dugtfyfguug

Yep...

I’m pretty sure he just ripped off his disguise to be a dramatic asshole...

And that’s valid.

-MI

[ask-thesilentrabiddog]

You know you can be a victim and still have gained something from your abuser right? It doesn't make their actions correct, Dazai should've treated you better, treated you how you deserve to be treated which was decidedly not *that*, but it doesn't change what you've gained. And you can both be a victim and not be innocent at the same time, this I know for certain. I mean, I can certainly understand if you don't desire to be called a victim thou, I just thought I should mention this ^^

...

Dazai-san shaped me to be the person that I am today.

I have learned over these past few days, that he was wrong in many many aspects. The people who have been sending me such oddly kind messages and the detective who is never wrong have shown me what a fool I was. But, I will still feel indebted to him no matter how much I start to see the flaws in everything he’s done. 

That is not a bad feeling, it is just how I feel. I do not wish to be the victim because I do not see myself as one, nor do I see myself as innocent. 

Ironically, I am not black and white.

Someday... I hope I can start to see myself the way you all do...

It would be nice.

[oh-beyond]

@monicuke said to share this with my friend that likes Xiumin. @xiubaek13 you like him a bit don’t you? @xiuminscheeks you don’t like him but I feel like sharing it with you 😹😹😹

[isolemnlyswearthatimafangirl]

Dear Love / Collateral Beauty Inspired Letter

Dear Love,

I’ve craved for you all my life, but only lately I’ve realised that it’s not about me finding you, it’s about you finding me.

Sometimes it’s so simple. Sometimes you come so easily, Love, finding your way into me and I don’t even notice.

One of those times was when I sat in the hospital with my aunt and held her newborn baby in my arms. The tiny boy was fragile, innocent and vulnerable, a bunch of warmth and hopes and dreams and wishes - and you, Love.

I cradled him in my arms, placed a kiss on his small forehead and realised:

I loved him. And loving him was so easy.

Sometimes it takes time for you to build up. Sometimes, I realise I’m in the process, and sometimes I fight it.

Sometimes I don’t.

I remember welcoming you with open arms as my best friend stood in front of me while you came crashing down around her. You broke her heart, and yet the thing I whispered in her hair as I embraced her in a hug was this:

“I love you.” I’ve said it plenty of times and I’ve meant it every single one of them.

It’s strange that we need you so desperately, Love.

That, when you break our hearts and tear our worlds apart around us, what helps us fixing it is you, too.

It’s a friend’s love, and hugs shared together and smiles. It’s the certainty that this love will last.

You come with different faces and in different ways, but I know that no matter how you appear, you are the warm feeling in my chest. The feeling that makes me feel safe, worth it.

But then again I’m laying in my bed at 3 AM and the tears are wetting the pillow I bury my face in while I silently beg for the pain to disappear, for you to disappear 

- and that’s you too, this feeling.

Because you can come with both happiness and sorrow, and I’ve experienced it all.

But you are not the happiness nor the pain, and I’ve figured that out just now.

What you are, Love, is that feeling. The warmth. The trust. The passion. That’s what I feel when you’re there. Maybe you’re not always close enough for me to reach you, but that’s what I feel when I think about you.

Love, you are an emotion. You can come in different ways and with different faces. And you can come with different feelings.

But I get it now. I do.

You are home.

You are what I always come back to. What I miss when I can’t reach, or see, or feel it. What protects me. What makes me strong - and vulnerable.

You are what makes me worth it. You, by giving me a piece of you to give to others, have made me worth it.

I know that my capability of loving is what will make you find me eventually.

Because you always come through me, don’t you?

And when you find your way through my darkness, when I can finally grab you and plant a tender kiss on your lips, and when I taste the glimmering stars and the saturnine space between them, I will say it.

Thanks, Love. For loving me.

[awkward-akutagawa]

I was rereading the last watch the show chapter when I remembered that Dazai only laughed in the manga. Will there be other instances where stuff that was cut from the anime will be included in the fic? (Totally not thinking of Dazai eating dog food, Chuuya threatening to send Dazai the numbers of his spurned lovers, and the scene implying Dazai banged his nurse to get phone privileges eydydhs)

YEA!

I’m adding small scenes from the Manga that I think are important! Such as the entire Atsushi Headmaster chapter and little small dialogues that I wish were in the show!

Amoung all the stuff you posted, I also want to do the Tachihara with a baby scene, because that stuff funny. Maybe the Dazai refusing the peel a banana too.. idk

-Mi