#Dazai birthday 2020

[coolyiooo]

ok

Please report @m2kitwz for copying my writings and claiming that im the one copying her "work"

^gotta prove that I didn't copy m2kitwz "work"

For the baby scenario, it was requested.

So was the birthday scenario, and ik you didn't write it, but neither did you write the baby scenario

Here's the rough drafts of my writings. They have weird titles but if you look back at the original post on my account, they were posted on the same day and a couple minutes apart bc I was editing them

Here's proof that I also made my own cover of the book. Why would I have the same cover of "your book"? If I truly copied it, that'd be dumb. It was a different cover from back in the day too but here's a screenshot.

It's true that the baby scenario is popular, but why would I wait a month to publish the writing if I could easily copy and paste it (if I truly copied from you) the next day or two weeks?

These are the pics you used to prove that I'm "copying" you, but you also said that you made it private for only you can see it, right? But tell me why the amount/total of reads and stars are different if nobody else can read this book that you apparently made?

❗⚠️❗⚠️❗If you truly wrote my writings....why don't you publicly open the Wattpad book up, that you apparently made, for everyone to read? We can see if the comments are still there and see if they truly add up to what they are responding to. ❗From what I can see here as well is that you have 30 chapters in "your book" while mine has 22...so let's see these 8 other chapters that you have created! But you can't prove it unless you make "your book" public again and it's gotta be in the next couple of 1-3 days bc if you take about two weeks to make it public , we'll believe that you made 8 new chapters during these two weeks, but you have no need to make these 8 chapters if you got it all set and ready to go!❗⚠️❗⚠️❗

Just got proof that your "Wattpad account", 'behind you' , isn't even your account.

❤️🖤"L Take Skill Issue" - Dazai 🖤❤️

Also my Wattpad account was made in Feb 2020. Idk if that's proof but there's that.

Don't know what else to say, but if you did create these writings into Wattpad 2016 why would I copy and paste every single one onto the app, i use to write, and use them until 8 years later? Kinda far fetched

@m2kitwz (the one who's made copies my writings) anymore proof you need, darling? Id happily made a screen recording if you need it too. Idk how you photoshopped it or something to make it look like you wrote my writings in 2016 but that's cool

Also some of these pics are taken by taking a picture of my computer screen

⚠️Edit : Please don't send death threats or anything hateful to my copier 🙏🙏 just report them please ⚠️

[luselih]

call me bambi or bunny :) i don’t mind being called nicknames if we are close!

don’t really care that much about pronouns but she/they/he are mostly used

sexuality - abrosexual, gender- fem (idk)

05 liner, my birthday is on july 19th and i’m south slavic, mbti - infj (?)

zodiac big 3: ♋︎ sun, ♍︎ rising and ♐︎ moon

i’ve been an watching anime since i was a kid but i dive into it more around 2020, before that i was an manhua/manhwa fan and kpop fan from around 2016-17 (still am!)

used to practice gymnastics and athletics for couple of years before big injury :(

some hobbies i like to do in free time: drawing, writing, playing video games, swimming, long night walks and gardening…

love!: my cat :), my friends, moon, pretty AND weird things, sky, traveling, food, football, photography, plushies, card games + more…

characters i absolutely love: toshiro, shinji, grimmjow (bleach), oliver, reo, rin, michael (blue lock), nikolai, dazai, jouno (bsd), giyuu, muichiro, genya, douma, kokushibo (demon slayer), gojo, yuta (jjk), bakugou, dabi, hawks (mha), buddha, kintoki, hades, beelzebub, apollo (ror), satan, simeon (obey me), herta, luka, welt, ruan mei, luocha, jing yuan, firefly, boothill, acheron, clara, moze, fu xuan (hsr), kaeya, zhongli, xiao, xianyun, ganyu, alhaitham, childe, chiori, pantalone (genshin)

[breathless-darkness]

diverse-hearts

Who'd have thought they would get here? He was a little tired but had spent most of the morning working on Dazai's breakfast, making sure that there was something for Kai too before he entered the bedroom, placing the tray of food and present to one side as he leaned over to kiss Dazai's cheek gently, "Hey there birthday boy. Wakey wakey" - Chu/Daz (Blood God)

                                          ~ Happy Birthday Dazai~

Dazai was currently curled up in the bed he shared with Chuuya. He was still very much asleep, he was exhausted most of the time. The brunette was extremely clingy to Chuuya, ever since they had escaped that hell. He was terrified even being too far away from the ginger , and typically attached himself as much as he could during sleep. The two had ended up together after all the hell they had endured together. Dazai was oddly happy about it all though, well not the hell and the PTSD he suffered from it all. Though he was very happy that he could call Chuuya his boyfriend. 

He grumbled when he felt the soft kiss upon his cheek. “Chuuu” he muttered in his sleep. Chuuya was always up before he was, he had always been one for sleeping--- but his body was constantly exhausted due to all the modifications that he had endured. A soft whine left him though before he opened his brown eyes and looked up at his ginger. His arms snaking around Chuuya. “Come back to bed..... please” his voice was so soft. The whine had been because of the small pain at the back of his head. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep. Maybe Chuuya would stroke his hair later. 

“I didn’t even realize it was today” he muttered and yawned and sat up slightly. He leaned heavily into the pillows. He gave his boyfriend a puppy dog pout , though slightly shifted up to kiss his lips. He looked at the tray of food and the wrapped present. Traditionally he always thought of today as just another day. Though Chuuya wanted to celebrate, he wouldn’t mind being pampered by his boyfriend, He waited for Chuuya to be fully sitting on the bed before before he crawled into his lap. 

Chuuya might still be shorter than he was, but their heights probably should have been reversed. He was damn clingy and enjoyed curling up near Chuuya’s lap. “T...there’s blood right. I can smell it. Though I can’t tell if its yours or someone else’s” he was trying not to drool as he got a whiff of his breakfast. This was the norm now for him, he never had been bothered by blood- but now he was a ‘monster’. Truly not human. “Chuuuuu feed me” he was shifting his hips slightly. He was independent, but lord did he take happiness in Chuuya fawning over him. A soft smile was upon his lips, he was truly a handful now. He shifted slightly so Chuuya saw the smile upon his lips. 

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[Masterlist] Vlad’s 1st Birthday Celebrations!

Vlad’s Birthday is June 6! As this is his first birthday following character release, his promotions are considerably smaller than the original 12 characters, all of whom have two extra years of stories under their belts. 

We have compiled the full list of promotions for Vlad’s 1st Birthday below for convenient perusal!

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Story Sets

Vlad’s 1st Birthday Story ~ Secret of the Rose Garden ~

It’s the immortal florist’s birthday and to celebrate, a special story is released. Buying both sets will give you an “All Set Purchase Bonus”!

Duration: 6/3 (4:00 PM JST) ~ 6/17 (4:00 PM JST)

Story Set Info

Set Preview Translation

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Limited Birthday Gacha

Vlad’s 1st Birthday Celebration Gacha

A special themed birthday card for Vlad is included to his birthday gacha. In addition to this, one particular Vlad card from the Act 2 Visual series has been rate boosted.

Duration: 6/3 (4:00 PM JST) ~ 6/17 (4:00 PM JST)

Gacha Info Post

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[bluepapermints]

«Be human»

Happy belated birthday, Chuuya!

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The irony, when Dazai's No Longer Human ability retains Chuuya's humanity

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Dazai and Chuuya understand each other, so thus they hated each other for theirr understanding, and somewhere in the middle, is the knowledge that both wanted to be human

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[sweet-cynical-writer]

So I tried to paint for my birthday and this is why I stick to writing instead of drawing—

( ；∀；)

[multi-mused-menagerie]

     SORRY FOR BEING MIA TODAY (I was working on a commission for a friend uwo~), but I’m here now to let you all know that tomorrow, June 18th, is officially Dazai’s day! We will officially be on Dazai lockdown over here and there is no going back, so feel free to send him birthday asks if you want!

[diverse-hearts-moved]

@breathless-darkness​ said:

A small wrapped package that looked like a child had hastily wrapped it in the dark was held close to the brunette's chest. Honestly some might see the gift of sight as being the present, and he shouldn't have to bother any more-- but today was Chuuya's birthday. He held the poor looking package out to his boyfriend "happy birthday, Chu." Inside wasn't anything special, it was a small picture of the two framed in a golden frame and on top of that a small coupon book of sorts. (Eye verse)

Happy Birthday Chu!

He’d been in the infirmary for the majority of the morning thus far, a check up on how he was doing from the earlier surgery. He’d explained so many darn times now how he tended to heal rather quickly, with the sinking feeling that Mori knew full well just why that was. But he wasn’t about to let the bastard pull him into another fight, so remained mostly quiet through the entire thing, answering mainly to Kouyou than anything else. So, when he saw Dazai he couldn’t help but to wrap his arms around him and just press close for a few moments. There was a time not so long ago where he’d never be giving the other hugs, nevermind wearing his heart out on the open like this - funny what a near death experience can cause...huh? “Huh?”, he blinked as he pulled back, brown eye glancing at the package to be handed out to him, a warm smile spreading as he unwrapped the picture and small book, holding the book up in slight confusion, “What’s this?”, he muttered, holding the frame against his chest as he flicked through the coupons.

[rintarous]

fuckboy!tendou

[ masterlist ] + LAST INSTALMENT FOR ME D: hope you all enjoyed them ! <3 ++ BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIRACLE BOY, SATORI!!!!! 

kageyama | kita | osamu | suna  

miracle boy tendou satori

the shameless fuckboy

this sexy ass mf 

bed monster is what people describe him 

rumor has it that he breaks beds on the daily 

people claim he’s a literal god at sex 

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

this all started when he ran out of hair wax and entered school with his hair down

hair down!tendou hits different

next thing he knew bitches were lining up to him giving him gifts or bluntly flirting with him

since then he kept his hair down at all times

but when he doesn’t feel like,,, attending people’s needs,, he puts it up like usual heh

and ofc my dude enjoyed every attention he got

he’s winking left to right at any passersby who look at his direction

making that person simp for him

tendou tingz ✨ 

anywho

he loves seeing his fling walk awkwardly after the cute lil activity they did the night before

but the downside to being his fling, after your quick heaven, he ghosts on you

💀💀💀

you might be wondering what do i mean by he’s the shameless fuckboy right?? well,,,,,

lets say he sees his ex fling out in the open, he’d shout shit like

“AYO BABYGIRL HOW HAVE YOU BEEN? BEEN A WHILE SINCE OUR LAST FUCK” 

embarrassing not only himself but the fling in general

but ppl think hes joking cs he lets out a loud ass laugh after saying that almost as if hes joking

which in his case.. he’s not 🤡

hes so shameless that he’d fuck with his flings in his dorm room that he shares with ushijima wakatoshi himself 

tendou has the top bunk so they fuck up there while ushjima has his earphones on full blast watching volleyball matches on his phone, completely ignoring the squeaking and shaking bed jesus christ

please send help to ushiwaka 2020

there are some days where tendou just feels,,, empty inside

despite having a line of fangirls wanting him

but he knows they just want him for his body and not who truly is

so when days like that ^^ happens, he just stays quiet and close off everyone around him

(also keeps his hair up lol)

anyway

during his emo days, you just somehow miraculously tripped over your own feet

in front of him

but thanks to tendou’s fast reflexes he caught your arm just in time before you kiss the cold hard floor

it took a big fat minute for you two to understand what was going on

tendou snaps out of his lil trance and helps you get back on your feet

“you okay there?” he would ask, his eyes filled with concern

by now you’ve realized what happened and you were now blushing to no ends

“uhh.. yeah thanks!” you blushed, rushing away from him and yet you almost trip over yourself AGAIN but this time you caught yourself 

tendou watches you walk away from him with a small smile

“she’s cute...” he thinks to himself before going back to his sulky mode 

the next day rolls in and he’s no longer in his emo mode so he’s back to being his fuckboy ass self

though the interaction with you is still lingering in the back of his head

so there he was,, minding his own business ya know the drill 

winking and flirting with anyone and anything 

yk fuckboy things

til you tapped his shoulder

he swirls around his chair to offer a smirk but a small gasp escaped from his mouth instead

its you !!! 

ok ngl this dude’s mood just went through the roof he’s so happy to see you again and the fact you reached out to him 

“i kinda feel bad for you know.. you witnessing me trip over my own feet and you kinda helped me and now i feel even more bad so can i buy you something from the cafe downstairs as a form of a thank you..?” you say, fiddling with your hands

which tendou noticed btw 

“so like a date?” tendou jokes 

was it getting hot in the classroom or was that just your face burning in embarrassment

“ah! n-no! of course not” you waved your hands around (see: midoriya)

tendou lets out a grin, “i’m kidding and sure. let’s just eat lunch together” he smiles 

lunch time rolls in and you and tendou walk inside the cafe the school had together

you were kinda skittish cs people were staring at you like some sort of prey

to which he tells you its because of him 

“it’s because of me haha sorry bout that” he giggles, ordering himself a latte and whatever you order

you knew about his reputation

that was mainly the reason why you ran away from him the day you tripped over your own feet but he caught you

but surprisingly he’s actually a really nice person !

he’s got that quirky personality with amazing humor that gets you laughing at anything he says

and he reads mangas too!!

though you only read my hero academia and bungo stray dogs,, you two still got along because of that

“who’s your favorite character in my hero?” he asks, his eyes sparkling

“definitely bakugo for sure” you say in awe, dreamily thinking about bakugo 

“i like the protagonist! deku is that bitch”  he shares, staring at you in the eyes

“what about in stray dogs?” this time it was your turn to ask

“hmm...” he thinks for a moment, “akutagawa” he answers

“holy shit same! but i like dazai too” 

in the end you two skipped classes and just stayed in the cafe til it was dark out either talking about mangas or just getting to know each other

this also means he walked you back to your dorm

“this is me.. hehe” you giggled, scratching the back of your head sheepishly as you two stop at the girls dormitory building

“see you around y/n-chan~ goodnight” tendou waves as he walks back to his dorm

after that tendou’s fuckboy habits have noticeably decreased

he barely talks or entertains his flings or girls who are after him in general

and his eyes and his overall demeanour would lighten up if he sees you or he talks to you

it was actually really sweet

“so no new chick on your radar these past few weeks?” you ask as you stared at him while eating your pasta

tendou sighs dreamily, “yep” he says popping the ‘p’ at the end

“that’s strange. aren’t you in your eye candy form right now?” you raised a brow, ruffling his already messy hair 

“i mean.. yeah i am in eye candy form” he winks making you giggle

his favorite sound

you resumed eating your pasta and tendou does the same til suddenly this bitch starts making beeping noises

“BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP” tendou beeps(?)

“what the fuck satori” you laughed out loud, almost choking on your food

“my chick radar detected a chick!” he exclaims, pointing his fingers around as if it’s pinpointing the target

then his finger stops at you

you turned around in case there was someone behind you til you realized it was only the two of you in the cafe

(you two skipped classes again)

“me?” you point to yourself in shock

“no i meant the ghost behind you. what’s up casper?” he says with the most deadpan expression, “of course it’s you!” 

“you’re really cute and i like being around you” he shyly confessed, ruffling his hair as force of habit when he’s nervous

you stared at him in shock, still not processing his confession

tendou takes a peek at your shocked expression on the corner of his eye, “its okay if you don’t feel the same i was just sayi-”

you shut him up by giving him a kiss on the cheek

“lucky for you, i like you too” you blushed

“you do?!” now it was his turn to be shocked

“no” you blep at him making him laugh

“didn’t think you’d take revenge on me you meanie” he pouts, tucking your hair behind your ear as you smile widely at your new boyfriend

[tender-rosiey]

Congrats on 200 followers!! I just discovered your blog recently but I love your writing! May I request a Dazai + 3 from your 200+ followers event please?🥰💕

“You remembered?”

❥— Dazai Osamu (BSD)

❥— From the 200+ event prompt list

ᴀ/ɴ: thank you luvlies! I am glad you guys enjoy my writing 🥺💘 also @softdazais bby of course you can request whatever you want no matter new or old; I hope you guys like this one 🥰❤️

It was obvious that Dazai was a man of big antics, he always liked to make a big show out of anything.

Especially with anything related to you, your birthday? All of the ADA will celebrate it and you will get the biggest gift and longest cuddles.

Valentine’s Day? Every gift you imagined he would get for you is in your hands and you will have the sweetest letter with you.

Which is exactly why you are wondering, why is that he didn’t do anything let alone say anything today? It’s literally your guys’ anniversary.

You were expecting a huge celebration, something that would make this all mean even more than it already does, but it’s been half the day and all that happened was your usual routine with your lover.

You even tried to give subtle hints about what day it is yet nothing out of the ordinary happened not even a “sorry I forgot let me make it up to you.”

By now you were already done with your work and headed back to your house disappointed to say the least. Might as well give him a scolding for forgetting one of the most important dates for you guys.

You opened the door to your dear home only to find it pitch black with no lights on. Did the electricity cut off? You took careful steps inside and slowly reaching out for the switch.

As the lights turned on a beautiful sight was displayed in front of you.

A wonderful fancy dinner on the table, decorations on the wall and a banner that says “Happy Anniversary!”, scented rose petals scattered on the ground and a big box on the counter of your kitchen.

But where was the person who did all of this?

“Boo.”

There he was. Is this why he got off work even more early than he does?

You look back to find your dear lover with a smile on his face. “Happy Anniversary, belladonna.” He said while his hand slid down to your waist and pulled you close to him.

“You remembered?” You asked with shock painted all over your face as clear as white. He chuckled and pecked the tip of your nose then look deeply in your eyes “of course I did, dummy.”

He flicked your forehead and said “Did you really think I would forget? I am wounded, belladonna.” pouting at the end as he stroked your cheek.

You smiled sheepishly and hugged him closer then buried your face in his chest “What exactly do you have planned for us, osamu?” You heard a chuckle erupt from him.

But it was nowhere near innocent.

“Also is this why you got off early today?” He shook his head and said confidently “I had this prepared since the moment you left this house, except the food of course cause I won’t let you eat anything spoiled.”

You chuckled at how his voice got small at the end but got interrupted by the said brunette.

“Oh right! We have a very long night ahead of us, my love; but let’s start off with the food. I am pretty sure you are hungry as well from all the work Kunikida made you do today!”

Your tummy grumbled at the smell of the appealing food making you blush red from embarrassment while Dazai laughed softly and kissed the top of your head.

“Happy Anniversary, Y/N.”

copyright © 2020 tender-rosiey

do not copy or plagiarize or you will be reported

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FANFIC MASTERLIST

ALSO AVAILABLE ON My Writing Blog, AO3 AND WATTPAD

Ikemen Vampire

Jean x Napoleon

A Monster From Paris (Monsterverse!AU)

and so in my own tears I’m gonna drown

Courting with a Cat

Hope is a Dish too Soon Finished (previously Through His Stomach)

“I could use something to wake me up”  (part of Napoleon Birthday Prompt 2020)

if you hate the sunlight, come meet me in the dark

Ikevam 2020 Election Previews:

Jean’s Side

Napoleon’s Side

Punch-Drunk Love

quietly invite me to where you are

Sacred Monsters

Stilts (ft. Napoleon & Isaac)

Sway (Part I, tbc)

Two Hares Running Side by Side (Wartime AU) Part I, Part II, Part III

Une journée des plus joyeuses 

Un Paradis Perdu (Napoleon route canon divergence)

you heard that screaming shout in your mind

Modern AU (various pairings)

Tastes Like Diabetes (Napoleon & Isaac ft. jeanpoleon )

Isaac and his Lunch (jeanpoleon, Sebastian x mc, and third-wheeling Isaac)

Ficlets

Hurt/Comfort request from ginshoujo 

Napo Route AU Fluff

Rain

that special feeling (Unappreciated Character Month 2020)

when the light gets into your heart, baby

Rated M

Afterglow

Japonesque drabble

Summer Sparks

Toward the Gate of Stars

At your Discretion (Napoleon x Fem!Jean request from Anon) 

NSFW longfic Idea (feel free if you’re interested in writing this one!)

Napoleon x Wellington

Standoff (Post-Apocalypse AU)

Angsty fic request from nuclearwinterexe (feat. Napoleon x Josephine)

Isaac x Mozart

Conversation Over (Modern AU)

Stolen Batteries (Modern AU)

Good in Red (Gakuen AU)

Rated M

Easy Breezy

Leonardo x Comte

Buon Giorno (ficlet)

Some Like it that Way 

Like the Real Seal

Only if you Hurry (hurt/comfort request from anonymous)

Ficlet:

If Leocomte had a computer

Theodorus x Arthur

Hurt/Comfort fic request from delicateikemenmemes 

Reader Inserts

Goldfish Fireworks (Dazai x Reader)

General (Individual Characters/non-slash)

Home (Napoleon-centric with various characters)

In the entire world, a sound only I could hear (Napoleon & Sebastian)

Jean in the Dark (part of Unappreciated Character Month 2020)

Ikemen Sengoku

Nobunaga x Kichou

Ficlets

All’s Well Ends Well (modern AU with OC)

Drinking Habits (modern AU)

Kichou’s snake pet (modern AU)

Untitled shorts (tag)

Wine

Rated T

A Court of Dragons and Fallen Angels (Demon AU, feat. Mitsuhide x Reader)

Rated M

birds of a feather

Make it Right, Till I Die

Stitches

Masamune x Mitsuhide

Ficlets:

Antebellum

Genpei War (Ikegen, Birushana Senki, historical)

Yoshitsune x Benkei

Ikegen ficlet (Rated T)

In Sickness and in Health (Rated G, Modern AU)

Morning After (Rated T, Ikegen-centric)

Pirate!Benkei (Rated T)

Yoshitsune x Shizuka

Male!Shizuka x Fem!Yoshitsune (Rated T)

Yoshitsune x Yoritomo

Crossdressing Yoshitsune (Rated T)

Mea Maxima Culpa (Rated T with mentions of suicide)

No Pairing (Mostly Rated G or T):

Yoritomo raises Yoshitsune

[breathless-darkness]

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“ I didn’t really know what to buy you, so... “, the young woman handed over a tiny muffin to the executive. Looking up into brown eyes before she gave him a bright smile, “ Happy birthday, Dazai! I know it’s not a lot, considering that you let Strelitzia and me live with you since so long… but I tried my best baking it. “. { That one is for the PM verse O:! }

                                 ~Happy Birthday Dazai~

When it came to being in their apartment, he kept his eyes unbound by that bandage that went over his right eye. It wasn’t like he needed most of his bandages in the safety of his own home. He kept most of his bandages in place, but there was no reason to not use all his vision. Miran and Strelitzia was used to both sides of him. They lived here with him and he didn’t mind at all. Mori might have been the one to assign this--- but he was more than happy to be the one to have the two ‘dumped’ upon. He wondered if Mori had known something, but he didn’t mind the company. 

That bright smile had him smiling one of his own. He took the tiny muffle that was handed to him. “Ya know I don’t mind ya two staying here, Mimi,” His childhood nickname easily leaving his lips. He might be an executive, but he was softer with her. He honestly cared about both of these girls that lived with him. If something happened to Miran, he was one to go out of his way to go into full on torture mode. “I’m sure it is delicious.” Even if it wasn’t, he would eat it anyways. He had done worse when he had been living by himself. 

He set the muffin down though and went to wrap his arms around the blond. “Ya know I don’t really get birthdays or the ritual behind them. So the muffin was more than enough. Not just that, but ya being here is probably the best gift for me.” He meant it , he held her close and softly stroked her blond locks. His touch was so soft, no one would believe he was someone who could kill someone in a blink of an eye. Someone who tortured people without a second thought. 

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[Preview] Arthur 3rd Birthday Story Set

Announcement: 5/15 | Duration: 5/16 (4:00 PM JST) ~ 5/30 (4:00 PM JST)

Arthur’s 3rd Birthday has arrived! How shall the two of you celebrate your love this year? The name of the story for this year is [Even Just One Kiss].

[Story Set Sale Link]

[This is an unofficial work based on fan-translation. Copyright belongs to Cybird.]

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MC: Good morning, Arthur.

Arthur: ...Nn.. Thanks for the kiss today as well.

Ever since his birthday last year, we’ve kissed every morning without missing a day.

(Thinking about conveying my love for him every morning brings me such joy.)

(Tonight too, let’s kiss, once today becomes tomorrow.)

I made that decision the day before Arthur’s birthday, however...

Dazai: As he passed by a lively party venue, the man found a familiar face drunkenly weaving their way through.

Arthur: Dazai won’t look after me properly. MC～.....

While taking care of an intoxicated Arthur, the clock resounded at the stroke of midnight.

I gave him a kiss in his drowsy state.....

MC: Happy Birthday, Arthur.

Arthur: MC...

(.....How cute)

But on the actual day of his birthday, something unexpected occurred.

MC: What’s wrong, Arthur? What is it all of a sudden.... Ever since earlier, why won’t you kiss me?  

Arthur: ......That’s because of you.

Arthur: Did you forget... our promise?

Arthur: ...That’s right. To become embarrassingly sulky and selfish

Arthur: To not care about my appearance, I love you to such an astounding degree.

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And with the DX set, you can experience another story through his eyes….

(Because I have came to accept this kind of me as a matter of course.)

(Truly... I’m no match for MC.)

The small disagreements, as well as your sulky expressions, and the sighs leaving your lips—

Are all spices to our everlasting love.

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#太宰治生誕祭2020

#包帯無駄遣い装置誕生祭

#6月19日は最年少幹部の誕生日

#6月19日は包帯無駄遣い装置の誕生日 #bsd #文豪ストレイドッグス

#BungouStrayDogs

#osamudazai

[smallchildyue]

Happy birthday Dazai !

Didn't have time for a fanart like I did last year but I've been writing a fanfic for the occasion ! It's all about birthday cakes, fire, alcohol and just the slightest sliver of angst cuz i'm just Like That.

Kudos to @jujouja for developing the concept with me since like 2020, how did you put up with my hyperfixation i do not know.

Also available on Ao3 and soon to be on Wattpad (french translation)

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- Hey, is everyone ready ?

The whispered voice echoed in the silence of the room, and its owner smirked as every other person present answered with determined nods, barely visible in the obscurity.

- Alright, then no one makes a sound. Here he comes…

The door opened in an ominous creaking and the light of the corridor illuminated the furniture, previously hidden since neither the switched off lamps nor the obstructed windows brought light to the office. In the backlight, a silhouette took a step, then another, the sound loudly resonating on the green floor tiles. It was a man, whose coat floated behind him as he drew closer to them. The newcomer stopped for a second, taken aback by the apparent lack of life in the office. His narrowed eyes scanned the room, in vain.

Concealed by the desks, seven people waited silently for the signal. A sharp gesture by the one at the front came and they all immediately jumped from their hideout. As one of them leaped towards the door to shut it, distracting the man with the coat, four quickly grabbed his arms and legs to keep him from moving. The lamps went on so suddenly that he lost precious seconds blinking, and he could only discern a woman with short dark hair and a sinister grin launching something unidentified in the air before a sticky substance covered his eyes.

- Surprise ! seven voices chorused.

Not just his eyes, actually, his entire face… And now some was falling onto his clothes and on the floor. Sticking out his tongue, he noticed that the sticky substance was oddly sweet. It almost seemed like...

- … Cake frosting ?

- Well, it’s a whole cake, but yeah, snickered a familiar feminine voice. Happy birthday, Dazai, hope you like your gift !

Birthday… ? Ah, right, today was his birthday. How his colleagues ever learnt this information was a mystery, but he understood what was going on, now. Feeling himself getting freed of the four people’s grip previously holding him, Osamu shook his head with a sneer. He then tried to open his eyes, only to shut them back right away.

- Aouch, aouch, that stings ! I have some in my eyes, he hissed, his pain only answered with laughter.

- Sorry about that, Dazai-san, Atsushi’s sheepish voice said. Don’t worry, we have another cake to eat.

- I’ll remember this, you traitors ! Even you, Atsushi-kun, who sided with them despite all the trust I had in you ! I’ll-...

- Yeah, yeah, stop whining and go wash yourself in the bathroom.

He gasped at Kunikida in feigned heartbreak and turned on his heels to leave the room. Though, as he paced towards the door, he felt the warmth of a fond smile lightening his face.

Once he had cleared it, as well as changed his vest and shirt, he came back to see that his coworkers had kept their promise and brought out a second cake. It was apparently a Japanese cheesecake, waiting to be cut on Ranpo-san’s desks - the latter who was currently talking with Naomi about something that sounded awfully like a video of the previous incident. His honor had been compromised and he wouldn’t let this slide, but that was a matter for future him. For now, everyone had gathered around the cake, ready to eat. Even the boss and Haruno had come out of the office.

- Alright, time to cut this ! Ranpo-san said, his eagerness showing obviously.

- Hey, wait a second now, we still have to sing !

- Awn, Kunikida-kun, is that really necessary ? he whined.

The taller man looked at him in pure horror, as if what he had said was an offense to his whole family, or worse, to his cherished Ideals.

- I’m not a fan of it either but that’s how it’s done.

- Ahh… Seems like Mister Prime Minister of Procedure Land is at it again.

Jumping back numbly to avoid getting choked by an angry Kunikida - believe it or not, but he wasn’t into this kind of thing -, Osamu chuckled a little. It had been a while since he had heard someone sing him happy birthday… Feeling this memory starting to crack his neutrally pleased facade, he quickly shook it out.

- Happy birthday to you ! Happy birthday to you…

The song went on until the end in a joyful cacophony, everyone singing slightly off-key and discordantly. Quite far from what he had been used to. But it made things easier, somehow.

Well, still not quite easy yet.

- Dazai-san, are you alright… ?

- Hum ? Of course, he smiled at Atsushi-kun.

The worried young man kept looking at him, clearly still dubious - something perfectly reasonable. Osamu had always taken pride in his poker face, but when it was about him , it never was as good for some reason. That damn slug. Still, faking a smile was his daily routine, and after a slight adjustment and a singsung "Don't worry, I just thought of something unpleasant", he saw his pupil relaxing a little, his concern quickly replaced by a tilted head and visible curiosity he would be too self-conscious to satisfy. Well, he wasn't so keen to answer anyway.

- Hey, Atsushi, you're on candle duty, remember ? Hurry up, I'm hungry ! Ranpo-san's voice chimed in.

- Ah, coming right away ! ... It's a bit sad to think about upsetting things on your birthday... he mumbled, more for himself than for Osamu.

- Is that upsetting thing about Nakahara-san ?

Unfortunately, Kyōka-chan was both more knowledgeable about Port Mafia dramas and less self-conscious than Atsushi. It didn't really surprise him to hear her quiet voice in this situation, but after hearing his little hatrack's name everyone else had stopped talking. They all had different reactions, from tensing up like Kunikida to somehow cheering up like Kenji but, except for the boss who had gone back to his office, all of them stared at them. Even Ranpo-san took his eyes from the cake for a few seconds.

- Well, yes, he answered without losing his cheerful tone.

- Do you dislike him so much as to think about him on your birthday ?

Poor Kunikida, so far from the truth.

- Hum, Chibikko-kun often sang happy birthday to me back then, he scoffed, remembering the insults that replaced his name in the lyrics. Quite the show… I guess I must miss it.

- Eh ?! Atsushi-kun was still staring at him with wide eyes and a gaping mouth, but for a different reason now. I didn’t exactly imagine Nakahara-san would be the type to sing !

- He did have a nice voice, Kyōka-chan said.

- I meant that I didn't think he would want to sing, actually…

- Well, it’s not like he had the choice to begin with ! Osamu sing-sung.

The deadpan look in everyone’s eyes was worth every yen he’d made during his time as a mafia underboss, and a low chuckle escaped from his lips. Plopping himself up on a chair, he rolled it to the nearest desk - Ranpo’s, on which the cake still remained miraculously untouched. His elder’s half-closed eyes gleamed with what he interpreted as a sparkle of interest as he drew closer to him ; and for what wasn’t the first time, Osamu almost felt like a leaf in the storm. Or rather like a page from a novel, text written black on white and completely legible despite being torn apart. That was the effect Ranpo-san’s gaze had on things. He seemed about to say something, but was cut by Atushi-kun who, surprisingly, had also gained an interest in his past :

- Say, Dazai-san, could you tell us more about… This ?

- “This” ? he teased him, knowing fully well what the young man had meant.

- I mean… I’m a little curious about your past, I guess… I still can’t understand how a good person like you was in the mafia before.

- Do you think everyone in the Port Mafia is a bad person ? he asked, his smile growing careful.

Atsushi-kun raised his eyes in surprise, before sulking slightly.

- I sure know a few of them who are…

- And I knew a few of them who aren’t.

Or weren’t, he thought, but he had absolutely no desire whatsoever to engage on that topic right now. No matter how impactful they had been, ghosts ought to stay ghosts, and the past, the past. Moreover, his self perception was acute this morning, and this was not the place, nor the time for a melodramatic scene.

Osamu took a deep breath to calm his quickening heart. Only realizing how he had lost his composure and snapped at Atsushi-kun, he glanced at the poor boy. He had expected to see some kind of hurt on his face, but it only reflected a puzzled expression, all raised eyebrows and slightly squinting eyes. He wasn’t the only one, he noticed quickly, most of his colleagues had the same inquisitive look. Frankly, he had no idea why his past intrigued them so much - it wasn’t not like his former missions were something they’d enjoy hearing about. Thankfully, a chewing noise behind them took their attention away.

- … What ? Ranpo-san asked, his mouth still dusty from powdered sugar.

- With all due respect, you could have waited for us to put the candles on !

Kunikida’s attempt to reprimand the best detective amongst them fell flat as said detective took one more bite with a pleased hum (his slice had already been half eaten, but a glance at what was left of the cheesecake confirmed that he had generously served himself) and shot them one of his piercing gazes.

- If you want to blame someone, blame Atsushi-kun ! He’s the one who didn’t put them on. I did call him, hum ?

- Oh, no ! Logic from someone else, Kunikida-kun’s worst enemy !

- Hush, Dazai, his current partner snapped with a tone clearly indicating that he would have flipped him off, had he not been so polite.

As Atsushi-kun scrambled to put at least some candles on the rest of the cake, before borrowing a lighter from the boss to light them up, the rest of them surrounded him to pursue their semblance of an examination.

- What did you mean by “some who aren’t” ? Kunikida asked.

- That makes me realize we never asked you why you left the Mafia !

- Maybe you should rather ask why he joined it in the first place, Kenji-kun…

- Good point, Tanizaki, thank you for being one of the few sane people here.

- I don’t think I like the implication of this “one of the few”… Atsushi-kun sighed.

- Oho, is this turning into a fight~ ? It would be a shame if someone got hurt… !

- Yosano-sensei, no ! several voices chorused.

The Agency was always so noisy, so cheerful. It reminded him of the flickering light piercing through darker times, small moments of humanity tangled in between the grim daily life, the shootings, and the chilling bodies. Sinister, yet awfully fun jokes to detach oneself from the atrocities of this world. Photos taken by a surprisingly gifted bartender. Alcohol shared with comrades - no, with friends. A fond smile crawled on his face, almost genuine, then quickly disappeared as Ranpo-san's voice chimed in amongst the chaos.

- Since it’s question time, I have one. Did you intend to explain what’s going on between you and-

- Oh, fudge !

Oh, luck is on my side tonight, he thought as Atsushi-kun’s exclamation cut Ranpo and his sentence. How rare.

- What’s happening, Atsushi-kun ? Tanizaki inquired.

- …

- … Atsushi. Nakajima Atsushi, why is smoke coming from behind you ?

- I swear I have no idea how Ranpo-san's desk caught on fire !

Well, I take back what I just thought.

- WHAT DO YOU MEAN, IT CAUGHT ON FIRE ?! Kunikida-kun yelled so loudly the whole town must have heard him.

- I-I don't know ! I looked at Dazai-san one second and the next one it- !

- Shouldn't you put it off instead of talking ? he chimed in, grinning.

- Ah, right... Right ! Huuuh, what should I do ?!

The poor boy was completely freaking out, with reasons to do so, he guessed. The flames already licked the side of the desk, ramping from paper to paper and consuming the wood at high speed. Fire always started so quickly… A few minutes, and all it left behind was bright red embers, clashing on gray ashes and black scorching traces. Colors like this always reminded him of the past, for some reason. Familiar, and quite unpleasant. It reminded him of an old photo in the newspaper, a small truck completely burnt down. It reminded him how he had learnt about the incident just a bit too late.

- Someone get some water ! Ah, it spread to the carpet, hurry ! Tanizaki-kun said, bringing him back to the present.

What am I doing, ressassing that ?

- Naomi, go call the boss !

- Kunikida-san is right, but what about the firemen, too… ?

- We’re the Armed Detective Agency, shouldn't we be able to handle this ? Yosano-sensei came back with two bottles of water that she promptly gave to Tanizaki-kun, as well as a bottle of wine.

- That's clearly not in our qualifications and unless someone here suddenly develops the ability to control fire, or water, or anything that might actually help, it's clearly better to call some competent people.

- Aw, too bad. I really hoped I would have someone to heal after that… Well, if somehow one of you gets injured, I’ll be there ~.

The doctor shook her head in disappointment and leaned against the wall right next to Osamu, handing him a glass that he took with a smile. They both raised a toast. To what ? He didn’t know.

The rest of them tried to put off the fire, alas uselessly. Those carpets hadn’t been a great idea, it seemed, and soon enough the smoke was so thick that they understood their powerlessness. Some must have reached the corridor, as the fire alarm started blaring at that exact moment. Well, it settled the debate about whether to call the fire department or not, as they were instantly notified when one of those alarms went on. He took a sip of his glass, intrigued about the new development.

- What in hell is happening here ? the boss hissed, his voice booming in the chaos despite not having been raised.

Of course, he had to answer, this was a golden occasion that he couldn’t let slide.

- Atsushi-kun set the office on fire !

- I-I’m sorry ! It was an accident !

The boss glared at the both of them, before sighing deeply - and Osamu almost felt some guilt about his own cheerful tone and expression.

- I imagine the firemen are on their way. Let’s leave.

Osamu exhaled a low hum while observing Kunikida-kun, Atsushi-kun and some others as they grabbed their most valued belongings. Wasn’t it quite amusing how, despite knowing they should hurry to exit and get away from the raging flames, people always spat on reason in these situations ? They couldn’t bear the thought of letting what they owned turn to dust, it seemed. Not two of them wanted to save the same thing, but they were all similar in that wish to preserve. They said people’s true nature shone in dire circumstances, and Osamu believed it was true.

They left one by one, some going through the office door without looking back, some doing so.

- Shouldn’t we be more anxious about the Agency’s office getting destroyed ? Atsushi-kun said, being one of them. He squeezed his bag against his chest, throat tightening in some blatant mixture of guild and fright.

- I mean, you’re not wrong, but… Honestly, I think it was bound to happen sooner or later.

- Nii-sama is right, it’s not like this never happened. Don’t worry too much !

- Excuse me ? “Don’t worry too much” ?! You’re clearly not the one who’ll have to send yet another apology email ! Are none of you aware of how much it’s throwing my planning off ?

- C’mon, Kunikida-kun ~. Don’t yell so loudly, people are watching us weirdly ! Osamu scoffed, although his shrieks had had the merit to lighten the mood.

- Hah, like all the time, most of it being your damn fault ! And also, I’M NOT YELLING !

- Yes you are, so be quieter, I’m trying to finish this cake in peace.

- … Sorry, Ranpo-san, his partner apologized to the pouting detective.

Osamu looked askance, gazing at the five familiar black towers that dominated the city. It was only about ten in the morning, but it wasn’t like they could go back to work with that fire inside, right ? Plus, missing some days of work wasn’t new to him, the worse he would have to face would be a sermon from Kunikida-kun that he would easily tune out. He let his colleagues behind him, the sound of their agitated discussion fading away, among the background noises with each step he took.

Atsushi laughed nervously at the newest dispute between his Agency colleagues. This one was about the many complaints they received each day, most of them because of Dazai-san just as Kunikida-san as said earlier. He couldn’t really deny it, but he didn’t really have any right to criticize the older man after everything he had done to help him, right… ? He supposed staying out of this one would be better. Weirdly, the main interested party didn’t pipe a word to defend himself, unlike what he usually did. Turning around, he quickly understood why by noticing Dazai-san’s absence.

- Wait, where is Dazai-san ?

- Hum ? Oh, I did think it became quieter, all of a sudden, Yosano-san said, checking around her as well.

- Where did this sorry waste of good bandages go, again ?

A silence fell after Kunikida-san’s question, only broken by Kyōka-chan’s little voice.

- Should we go check the river ?

- Nah, it’s fine, this man’s unkillable. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.

If the doctor of the Agency said so, it must have been right, but the nonchalance they all had about this never failed to take him aback.

As for her, Kyōka nodded silently. After all, during the few months she had spent under Akutagawa-san’s supervision, she had had plenty of occasions to hear about Dazai-san’s tendencies. From his former subordinate, of course, but also by almost everyone else. Four years later, he was still somewhat of a legend down there. Maybe even more than when he had been part of the Mafia, she thought, since after all someone leaving such an organization would make a lot of noise. Sometimes, Kyōka wondered if they talked about her. She hoped not.

- Talking about Dazai, am I the only one wondering what’s his deal with that gravity wielder ? They aren’t exactly known for getting along when they were partners, right ? But, earlier…

- You mean that look on Dazai’s face ? Kunikida-san answered Yosano-sensei. I also thought he looked odd at that time.

- Well, doesn’t he always ? Tanizaki-san scratched his neck, looking doubtful, and everyone seemed to agree.

- The reason it looked odd… Maybe it’s because unlike most of the time, we got a glance at his true feelings… she started. A few pairs of eyes turned to her, like they expected her to divulge something, and Kyōka thought about it for a few seconds… but this information wasn’t hers to reveal. Just an impression.

- I mean, it wouldn’t surprise me if you were right, Atsushi-san said, and it took all of her self control to not spill everything on the spot.

- Oh, this reminds me that I already talked about it with Mister Nakahara, once ! Kenji-kun added in his usual gleeful voice. He said Dazai-san’s name a few times when we were chatting, but as soon as I asked him about it, he just did that reeeaaally long sigh !

- Wait, what ? When did you even chat with that guy ? Yosano-sensei asked with a legitimate surprise.

- When he treated me to lunch, of course !

- When he what, now ? Kenji-kun, he’s part of the Mafia ! You can’t just hang out with him like that !

- But he’s always been very nice to me… ?

Tanizaki-san looked at Kenji-kun like he didn’t understand how the latter could even believe that. She thought about it, trying to remember what she knew about the mafioso, which wasn’t a lot, she figured. Aside from the fact that he was an underboss, and one of, if not the best fighter in the organization, she had also heard a lot about his legendary temperament, though she hadn’t had the occasion to cross paths with the man herself. But, she also remembered his subordinates claiming that their boss wasn’t nearly as cruel as some others were, so maybe it wasn’t that weird.

- He may be one of those “Port Mafia good persons” Dazai-san talked about.

- Well, maybe… When we saw him that one time, he didn’t seem unreasonable despite his brash behavior, Yosano-sensei admitted to her. But it still doesn’t explain a thing about Dazai’s behavior, they still hated each other’s guts.

- Hey, I have an idea ! Let’s just ask Ranpo-san what he thinks about it !

- Good idea, Atsushi-san, or it would be if he hadn’t left because he accidentally dropped his glasses while we exited the office, Naomi-san said.

The older boy sighed, looking like he had been completely defeated.

The sun was setting down, and now the towers casted their shadow, spreading their darkness further and further on Yokoyama. On the other side of the city, in one of those little alleys parents tell their children not to go to, Osamu walked in silence. He wasn't a child, after all, and had no parents to warn him about the dangers roaming in the downtown streets, so he strode fully at ease, although with a hint of caution. This had been his territory, and he knew some people who wouldn't be too keen on seeing him here again. Nothing he couldn't deal with of course, but he'd rather save himself the hassle. Trying to escape from Kunikida and the others had been enough of that.

Humming a familiar melody under his breath, he took a few more turns before stopping under a well-known white, black and red ensign. Night hadn't fully fallen yet, but the pathway seemed bathed in the same odd obscurity as always. He pushed the door, revealing the grim hallway he used to walk down with a pleasant expectation, but now only awoke a bitter indifference in his heart. As he arrived at the end of this corridor, he went down the flock of stairs that led to the underground pub room.

- Welcome, the old bartender greeted him, raising a brow as he recognized him - after all, Osamu still came here quite often.

Answering with a half smile, he leaned against the doorframe and glanced around the room, seeking bright ginger hair hidden by a hat. The small silhouette clad in a dark coat he was looking for sat on a barstool, idly playing with his glass of wine. He was making the deep red liquid spin in the glass and seemed to watch with a keen attention how the light reflected on it. Osamu silently observed his former partner, and seeing how he wasn’t completely wasted yet, decided he would come back later to carry him back to the Port Mafia. He was about to leave when he heard a well-known tune that made him freeze in his tracks.

- Happy birthday… To you… Happy birthday to… you…

Hum, for him to sing like that… I guess he’s drunker than he seems.

His eyes closed and he leaned further against the wall, as he remembered with a scoff how he had, quite accidentally, discovered his little slug’s singing abilities. It had been a normal evening, right after a mission, and both Chūya and him had ended up completely exhausted. Not that it had been hard or anything. It had just been long, and boring, and so, so dreary that all of their energy had disappeared into thin air. So, of course it shouldn’t have come as a surprise that both of them had slightly let their guard down.

It had been enough for Chibikko-kun to indulge in a long shower in the small hotel bathroom where they had had to stay for the night - and to sing some invented melody along with the running water while Osamu had left to buy dinner. Enough for himself to forget to knock before entering the room - and to hear said invented melody through the poorly isolated wall, and then even better when the bathroom door had opened. It had been very awkward for both of them. Well, especially for Chūya , he supposed. But as much as he hated to admit it, he had spent a few seconds too many staring in awe, so the memory wasn’t exactly shameless for Osamu either.

However, what had been only, and fully mortifying for his former partner was that most of the Mafia had somehow learnt about this. He had absolutely no involvement whatsoever with it, of course. While it hadn’t been the most thoughtful course of action - he still remembered Odasaku’s half-amused, half-disapproving glare after he had told him and also everyone else - it had led to many entertaining scenes where Chūya had been keenly asked to sing for birthdays and so on. Combined with the fact that it had allowed the red-head to grow more confident about it, he couldn’t say he regretted spilling the beans.

Osamu blinked suddenly, his eyes darting to the antique clock stuck in a corner. About two minutes had passed, and he mentally slapped himself for drifting away in his memories like this. A glance at the bar confirmed that his former partner still played with his now almost finished drink, and he inhaled sharply… He could thank the darkness reigning in the pub for hiding him. After a last second spent observing, he turned away. He would come back later, not in such a long time, just enough for Chūya to pass out like he always ended up doing.

So, he exited the room, ignoring what took place behind him. If he hadn’t, perhaps, and if fond and sour thoughts didn’t fill his mind, he could have noticed bright ginger hair swifting, blue eyes locking on his back, and the gulp of hardly swallowed wine.

- Another one… Please. Not the same, though. Make it… Make it a whisky. He tugged on his collar, as if looking for air. Think I’mma need something strong.

[multi-mused-menagerie]

@NEFCRICM​ PONDERED: ❝ dazai~ ❞ no longer human's voice is accompanied by the bandaged form that greets him not too soon after. moving to offer a smaller box, that while small in size is fairly heavily due to the amount of rocks and other small trinkets that are inside of it. they were either from missions that they went on that she liked or just things that reminded her of her ability user. ❝ happy birthday ! ❞ // from no longer human for dazai ! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAZAI | NO LONGER ACCEPTING

     HE SAYS NOTHING AS HE SIMPLY BLINKS IN SURPRISE. Of course, he knew that she knew that it was his birthday, but did he actually think that his ability would go out of her way to give him something for his birthday? No, not really. Honestly, he’s a bit touched.

     (Usually, birthdays only held importance to him because he was another year closer to death. Now, however, he was starting to think that maybe there was more to celebrating being alive for another year than he originally thought.)

     His gaze softens as he opens the box, the small trinkets and rocks placed inside immediately letting him know that Human had clearly put a lot of effort into this gift. He stands up, making his way towards the other and semi-awkwardly wrapping his arms around his ability. “Thank you.” Thank you for caring about someone as difficult as me.