Elmo Popcorn

my take on Chuuya's feelings towards Dazai

So true bestie 🙏

i hate the word dilate

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since the old version of this post was flagged for ‘adult content’…

reblog this post if your account is a trans safe space or owned by a trans person!

along with that, reblog if your account is a non-binary spectrum safe space or owned by someone on the enby spectrum!

well, my heart is gold and my hands are cold

does that one hit taken voice line make you wanna just protect him even more or are you normal🥲

crazy how fanfic authors drop the most beautiful and gorgeous pieces of work ever, leaving you speechless and sobbing at three in the morning as you quietly contemplate the masterpiece you just read

and they don’t get paid for it they just do it because they’re having fun and they want to share their joy with you

like I would literally die for all of you fanfic authors out there reblog to swear your allegiance to fanfic authors

Mori and Dazai whump

Dazai woke up cuffed to the operating table. He vaguely remembers fighting Mori as he tried to put the IV in. He’d be punished for that later, for now, Mori smiled down at him before explaining what he had done to Dazai in grueling detail. 

“After you took all those nsaids, your stomach was worn down to a flatulent piece of tissue. Must have been painful. To save your life, I had to give you a whole new stomach!” Mori proclaimed excitedly.

Dazai focused his attention on the shelves of medicine. From acetaminophen to oxycodone, Mori had everything. Dazai’s eyes lingered on the oxy. He swallowed as a wave of nausea overcame him, having just undergone anesthesia. 

He smelled lemon mixed with the usual sterile scent of Mori’s office, meaning he was currently being given antibiotics. Probably for the infection in his left upper thigh. 

Mori was probably scolding him for cutting himself to the laffy taffy again, but he was too high to care.

He was tapped on the shoulder by Elise, who said, “Mori said you have to entertain me while he does some more work!”

He sighed at the sadistic girl and found the strength to lift the doll he was handed, as she un-cuffed him.