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[wakesme]

    &  WRETCHED  HEART’S  DUET ...              double  black     --     the  most  vicious  duo  in  yokohama’s  underworld  ,     that  once  wiped  out  an  entire  enemy  organization  of  ability  users   in  a  single  night     --    shall  be  resurrected  ,      just  this  once .    //      NULLIFYS  AS  DAZAI  OSAMU  AND  WAKESME  AS  NAKAHARA  CHUUYA  ,     independent  bungou  stray  dogs  rp  ,     as  written  by  tammy  and  heather .

[cakenwxnderlust]

✒ Tangling legs while resting at opposite ends of the couch. (science)

Cuddle memes

It wasn’t the first time, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last time. Imnah and Dazai had a somewhat strange relationship. It wasn’t an aquaintanceship, nor was it friendship. What had started as them randomly running each other ocassionally (which pretty much always ended in her paying for Dazai’s lunch because somehow he was always broke), had turned into her texting him at 3:45 am in the morning that she tried a new waffle recipe and if he wanted some.

So with that they both now sat at either end of her couch, legs tangled together while they munched on said waffles with some freshly brewed tea. At 4am in the morning. Surely not the strangest thing Imnah had done in her life so far.

‘’So, how do you like them?’’

[wakesme]

‘ i feel so warm & safe when you talk to me. maybe i could love you if you’d let me. ’ bich

     the  admittance  takes  him  by  surprise  ;     the  honesty  within  its  tone  and  the  genuine  words  that  fall  from  the  other’s  lips  is  nothing  he  ever  expected  to  hear .     warm  &  safe  ?     it’s  not  something  he  would  believe  of  himself  ,     there  is  nothing  safe  about  him  ,     and  it’s  not  like  he’s  ever  spent  time  saying  anything  to  the  other  that  wasn’t  full  of  anger  and  rage .    AND  LOVE  ?     what  love  is  there  between  the  loyal  and  the  traitor  ?     what  trust  is  there  ?     to  think  that  dazai  was  even  capable  of  love  would  be  an  obscure  thought  ;     maybe  if  he  was  capable  of  it  ,     he  wouldn’t  have  thrown  aside  the  people  who  cared  for  him .

      ‘     why  should  i  ?      ‘     he  doesn’t  ask  the  question  in  a  rude  way  ,     no .     it’s  softly  spoken  ,     an  inquirey  made  in  wonder .    somewhere  ,     deep  down  ,      there’s  a  part  of  him  that  has  ached  to  hear  words  like  these  for  so  long .     the  part  of  him  that  lingered  on  the  surface  ,     however  ,     was  as  untrusting  and  suspicious  of  dazai  like  the  tree  does  not  trust  the  breeze  to  not  break  into  a  storm .     ‘     would  it  change  anything  ?      ‘

[wakesme]

nullifys replied to your post: i think if i ever met chuuya we’d end up spending...

u both are petit mafia

she says, being shorter than me