#an effort was made

[ccozmo]

Doodle from when I first tried drawing them all from memory. Im sorry Zooble

[ordophilosophicus]

[simping-for-red-flags]

Dazai hiding his pain rots my brain.

(CW self harm)

Dazai grit his teeth as he slid down the wall, clumsily reaching for the wad of toilet paper that was stuffed under his mattress. His mind was racing, his thoughts jumbled as they tore through him like a flood, like an inferno. It was enough to make him wish it could all just stop.

He felt like he was going to explode.

He wished that he would.

In the meantime, he would settle for anything that made him feel even remotely human. The pain was enough to ground him, to slow down his mind enough that he could breathe again.

When he was done, he felt still.

It was almost religious, the sanctity of the act of unwinding a fresh role of bandages. Hiding his impurities beneath the layers of cloth that were as white snow.

That would soon become stained.

Just like everything that he touched, like the people who clung to their perceptions of him, never truly seeing what he was at his core. It was as much a comfort as a mean to enforce his separation from the world around him. But at least his mind had stilled for the moment. It was a small mercy.

Getting to his feet, Dazai fixed an easygoing smile on his face. Pulling his coat on, making sure that the sleeves covered the evidence of what he had done.

That was the problem with the ADA, he had a group of people who cared, but they would never understand. Or perhaps he'd just never given them the chance.

But who could love a monster, but a monster?

"Kunikida-kun!" He called, his tone light and playful as he raised his hand to wave to the blond once he'd made his way back down to the office. "What's with that face? I haven't even said anything yet."

Kunikida frowned, a sigh leaving his lips as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "You only look so happy to see me when you're planning to disrupt my schedule." The man replied tersely. "And I just don't have the time today, we have enough to deal with without you making a fool of me right now."

Dazai laughed easily, his performance as little more than a lovable clown was impeccable, it was a mask he could hide behind an antidote to the poison that lurked within.

"Aw, Kunikida-kun." He protested, a pout on his lips as he sighed dramatically. "You're so cruel to me..."

He laughed as the other man walked away, a soft sound that was barely an act. Dazai knew he had a place here, that he was cared for. Or at least, his act had successfully tricked them into accepting him.

But on days like this, he missed feeling seen, safe to lower his defenses in the knowledge that he had no expectations to live up to, no damage he could cause by being less than an imitation of something more than he truly was at his core.

On days like today, he missed the Port Mafia, more specifically he missed Chuuya.

He had seen him, truly seen him, and god if he didn't long to feel seen again.

[chaosandorder46]

[seveneyesoup]

insane how if you’re skinny + white anything you wear no matter how boring will turn up in results for fashion. girl that is a plain black tee shirt and regular black jeans. you aren’t even wearing a belt

[yujateaandpi]

y’all just— thinking about how excited Stanley must have been to host the twins— Alex says he smokes cigars but he doesn’t smoke once in the show— has a beer gut but he only drinks sodas in front of the kids— doesn’t swear when they’re around which must have taken INCREDIBLE effort— Stanley Pines, known crook, buying pancake mix at the supermarket and many bottles of syrup— learning to cook basic healthy meals and burning so many of them before he gets it right— buying new sheets, new mattresses— avoiding bunk beds because it reminds him of Ford— looking at the attic room he made wondering “is this enough will they like me”— trying to act aloof at the bus stop so he doesn’t betray the fact that he was there hours early— watching them goof around and thinking of New Jersey beaches— then the first night they’re there, he watches them debate running away and only stay because Mabel shook a magic 8 ball. That must have kept him awake all night.

[windwenn]

‘You were my new dream’ or however the fuck that scene went

[stealingpotatoes]

tried to tell my faithful eunuch Tucker that he was basically tumblr famous, but he was too focused on defending the homestead to care

[gongyussy]

i'll let phie-san say it:

[iveremade]

“Good luck. And DON’T fuck it up.”

[000bun]

[baker-chan-senpai]

dumb doodles

merry christmas, people

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

Y'all what if I told you I ship Pyramid Steve with Stan like fr now

[chaosandorder46]

[ellstersmash]

things i learned today:

solas could've avoided this whole mess and probably had enough free time to take lavellan on a nice little date if he just took up archdemon hunting instead of all the rituals and the other dastardly deeds

lucanis won't romance rook if they go to minrathous but will romance neve because despite saying he's cool, he's not cool

everyone's nice and no one has slaves or anything because *checks forearm* the blight

all your companions get along with you and each other because also the blight

even though he's like, really manipulative and uses people all the time, solas accumulated but then gave up an entire army's worth of spies and agents because he decided he wasn't ready for a management position

red lyrium isn't really around because—and you are not gonna believe this—the blight

solas just lies. all the time, outright, to everyone. so I guess he was actually only super careful to not ever actively lie in Inquisition as like a fun little challenge to himself

tying the veil to his life force (you know, the guy who couldn't even take down an archdemon on his own and actually just got his ass beat so is not in great shape in the best ending) fully repaired the veil! \o/ don't ask how you wouldn't understand it it's not a big—

everyone near minrathous is cured of the blight! but @ everyone else you may be entitled to compensation 🥀

the only ritual solas has ever gotten or will ever get right is cleansing the idol into the ritual dagger. good thing too bc it was way more dangerous than this one. other than that, wrong about everything ever

elven magic is like not that big a deal, dude

the griffons are, unfortunately, long-term fucked

the elves don't see the crossroads differently anymore because uh.. because....... war

spite does not get involved in rookanis sexytimes. so perhaps him spreading his wings was actually just in preparation to leave bc ew they're kissing gross

NO ONE cares about the goddamn spirits