#(went full ao3 author mode here whoops)

[yearningfortheend]

she's like. not even discreet ab this shit man he's just walking inside the hospital all evil smirked. evil mcgee over here. literally a whole ass dagger in her hands. and not even saying anything literally just immediately stabbing him. (what the fuck. insanezai)

As the dagger makes its home in Dazai's eye socket, it sends pain shooting through his eye, as well as a small portion of the right side of his face, quickly staining the bandages there a deep crimson. The pain pales in comparison to the earlier agony of literal childbirth, it's enough to cause him to jolt upwards in his bed, pull the blankets covering him to his mouth, and bite down on them to muffle any sounds he makes. His hand shoots up to the handle of the dagger, but he knows better than to pull it out and risk further blood loss. He lets his hand rest there, shaking as he processed what happened. His jaw hurt from having bit down so hard in order to force himself to stay quiet despite the normal human tendency to let out a short, pained yelp or the like, and his breathing had quickened considerably due to the adrenaline.

His other, still intact eye practically burns a hole into his other self's head, but he refuses to speak.