*Dazai and Chuuya get captured and are tied together*
Dazai: Chill out slug. It's not like you've never been tied up before.
Chuuya, talking really fast: Sure. But there weren't involved a psycho and a piece of shit.
Dazai: Am I... Okay, Am I the the psycho or the piece of shit?
Chuuya: Both.
Dazai, yelling: KUNIKIDA HAVE YOU SEEN MY TOP?!
Kunikida: Chuuya's in the office.
Dazai: Ok thanks :).
Chuuya, from the office: THE FUCK?!
Dazai: I hope I get run over.
Atsushi: Aww, come on, it's Christmas! Get in the spirit!
Dazai, sighs: Fine, I hope I get run over by a reindeer.
*some years later*
Dazai: Atsushi, Akutagawa...
Atsushi and Akutagawa: Yes, Dazai.
Dazai: About the rumour...
Atsushi, Akutagawa: What rumour?
Dazai: Poetry.
Atsushi, Akutagawa:
Dazai: It's not what everybody thinks it is.
Akutagawa: I'm afraid explaining any further while in your partner's bed will only make matters worse, Mrs. Nakahara.
Dazai: Did you just call me Mrs. Nakahara?
Atsushi: It's best if you get used to it sooner than later.
Dazai:
Akutagawa, opening a door he shouldn't have opened: Dazai, Chuuya?
Dazai and Chuuya shocked, as their kissing session just got disturbed: Akutagawa?
Akutagawa, concerned: Is everything alright?
Dazai: It's perfectly fine.
Dazai: Chibi, tell him what we're doing.
Chuuya: We...
Chuuya: I'm teaching him some poetry.
Akutagawa: Poetry?
Dazai:
Dazai: Yes, I love poetry.
Akutagawa:
Chuuya: I'm surprised as you are. He can't get enough of it.
Akutagawa: I'll leave you to do your poetry then...
Akutagawa: *closes the door, regretting all his life decisions*
Dazai: I am 100% straight.
Ranpo: Kunikida teaching Atsushi martial arts.
Dazai: I am 90% straight.
Yosano: Dostoevsky in the Dead Apple movie.
Dazai: I am 70% straight.
Ranpo: Sigma wearing his high heels.
Dazai: I am 50% straight.
Atsushi: The Hunting Dog that arrested you.
Dazai: I am 40% straight.
Dazai: Still straight, still doing okay.
Ranpo: Chuuya-
Dazai: I am not straight.
Dazai: I want my vagina shaved ladies.
Chuuya: Then shave your vagina, Dazai.
*singer!Chuuya au*
Interviewer: Do you ever hear from your exs after you release a song about them?
Chuuya: Well some of them like to write really long emails.
Interviewer: Oh really?
Chuuya: Hm. The guys when I break up with them are like, "You better not write a song about this!"
Chuuya: and I'm like, "No, I wont."
Interviewer:
Chuuya: and then I do.
Interviewer:
Interviewer: Have your ever written a song it was so mean you couldn't release it?
Chuuya: No, I just put those on my albums.
Dazai: I dare you to marry me.
Chuuya: No. I'm not falling for that idiot.
Dazai: Then I win.
Chuuya: What? No you don’t. I’ll marry the hell out of you. You’re officially my wife now. You can’t beat me like that.
Mori: So are any of you NOT in love with Dazai?
Kunikida:
Ranpo:
Fyodor:
Sigma:
Odasaku, rising from the dead:
Chuuya: *raises hand*
Mori: PUT YOUR FUCKIN HAND DOWN CHUUYA!
*skk flower shop au*
Chuuya, STORMING into the flower shop Dazai runs: *slams 20 bucks on the counter, startling him*
Chuuya: How do I passive-aggressively say “fuck you” in flower?
Dazai: *barely bats an eye after the initial shock* That depends on what you want. You could do geraniums for stupidity, foxglove for insincerity, yellow carnations for disappointment, or orange Lilly’s for hatred, anything else?
Chuuya:
Chuuya: … I think I’m in love with you.
Dazai: What?
Chuuya: What?
Atsushi, trying to convince Chuuya to join the group: You know... I thought it'd be good to have someone come along who's really... strong!
Dazai: And loud!
Dazai: And grumpy!
Dazai: And short!
Dazai: And oblivious to reality!
Chuuya: