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lesbians can literally fuck on screen and ppl will still say the two non canon men had more passionate sex than them
#like come ON guys#arent u getting bored.#anyways like jayvik as much the the next gal but y’all’s jealousy is showing#caitvi#arcane
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I cant believe Korra canonically could not catch a break her whole god damn life
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seventeen
#the mood for this im obsessed#the muted colors#relaxed poses#EXPRESSIONSSSE#they feel so safe w eo :((((#bsd art
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“Here’s what’s gonna happen,” Chuuya starts, conviction (and probably some desperation) firm in his voice. “Neither of us are gonna leave this damn room. Call in sick, or whatever the fuck I don’t care, but you’re not going into work, or anywhere today. I’ll fucking hold you down just like this if I have to. Got it?” Dazai cocks his head, and Chuuya can tell he’s really trying hard to maintain the bored look on his face. Chuuya’s known Dazai long enough to recognize when he’s curious. “Am I being held hostage by the mafia right now? Is that what’s happening?”
The one where Dazai succeeds in the death he’s always longed for, and Chuuya and Atsushi will do whatever it takes to save the man who saved them before they even realized they were being saved. However many times it takes.
A study in loving someone who refuses to be loved.
Or, soukoku and atsushi timeloop: the fic
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I really don't understand how "without getting kudos or comments a fanfiction author is going to assume that people who clicked their fic didn't like it" became a controversial take.
I don't know why some people think an author should imagine, or guess that people who click their fic enjoyed it it when nobody is telling them that.
If you're re-reading a fic constantly, or leaving it up in your tab so that it re-loads every day for a hundred days the author is not going to know that unless you tell them. They'd love to hear it. It would make their day.
And if you don't tell them you liked their fic, there's no reason for them to assume you did.
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“Here’s what’s gonna happen,” Chuuya starts, conviction (and probably some desperation) firm in his voice. “Neither of us are gonna leave this damn room. Call in sick, or whatever the fuck I don’t care, but you’re not going into work, or anywhere today. I’ll fucking hold you down just like this if I have to. Got it?” Dazai cocks his head, and Chuuya can tell he’s really trying hard to maintain the bored look on his face. Chuuya’s known Dazai long enough to recognize when he’s curious. “Am I being held hostage by the mafia right now? Is that what’s happening?”
The one where Dazai succeeds in the death he’s always longed for, and Chuuya and Atsushi will do whatever it takes to save the man who saved them before they even realized they were being saved. However many times it takes.
A study in loving someone who refuses to be loved.
Or, soukoku and atsushi timeloop: the fic
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Reblog and write the opposite of your URL
openfacedsandwiches → closedtoeburritos
#tvbutscreens#i guess?? like whats the opposite of paper. whats the opposite of books for that matter bc tv is just another storytelling medium
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“Here’s what’s gonna happen,” Chuuya starts, conviction (and probably some desperation) firm in his voice. “Neither of us are gonna leave this damn room. Call in sick, or whatever the fuck I don’t care, but you’re not going into work, or anywhere today. I’ll fucking hold you down just like this if I have to. Got it?” Dazai cocks his head, and Chuuya can tell he’s really trying hard to maintain the bored look on his face. Chuuya’s known Dazai long enough to recognize when he’s curious. “Am I being held hostage by the mafia right now? Is that what’s happening?”
The one where Dazai succeeds in the death he’s always longed for, and Chuuya and Atsushi will do whatever it takes to save the man who saved them before they even realized they were being saved. However many times it takes.
A study in loving someone who refuses to be loved.
Or, soukoku and atsushi timeloop: the fic
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we used to curse whole bloodlines for less than this
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letting dazai yap is soooo healing did you know about this.
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uh. um. anyway…
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High school aus are crazy. Why would you put them there
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goals and priorities of my timeloop fic in order of importance when I write
emotionally torturing chuuya
emotionally torturing atsushi
skk and their saving each other disease
killing dazai in new and interesting ways
putting skk in infinite SituationsTM
fun dialogue
[redacted]
romance
#I mean it’s skk so romance doesn’t even need to be the focus when I write for it to very much be happening LMAOO#those freaks do all the work for me so I can focus on being horrible#soukoku#skk#skk fanfic#bsd fanfic#bsd
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Chapter 4 of this is up!!
Dazai’s ridiculously long legs are crossed, and their chained hands rest on his raised knee. He’s been drilling holes into Mori’s skull with a bullshit eery smile pasted on while Mori gazes serenely out at the view since they sat down. Kouyou’s been glaring skeptically at their joint cuffs. This was such a bad fucking idea.
In which Dazai must revisit an unpleasant piece of his past.
“Here’s what’s gonna happen,” Chuuya starts, conviction (and probably some desperation) firm in his voice. “Neither of us are gonna leave this damn room. Call in sick, or whatever the fuck I don’t care, but you’re not going into work, or anywhere today. I’ll fucking hold you down just like this if I have to. Got it?” Dazai cocks his head, and Chuuya can tell he’s really trying hard to maintain the bored look on his face. Chuuya’s known Dazai long enough to recognize when he’s curious. “Am I being held hostage by the mafia right now? Is that what’s happening?”
The one where Dazai succeeds in the death he’s always longed for, and Chuuya and Atsushi will do whatever it takes to save the man who saved them before they even realized they were being saved. However many times it takes.
A study in loving someone who refuses to be loved.
Or, soukoku and atsushi timeloop: the fic
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she's out!
okay guys no promises but maybeeeeeee timeloop chapter 4 tomorrow if I decide to split the arc into thirds instead of halves
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