♡ yuan ♡

@thebandagedprodigy we match…

@rose-tinted-wool

@rose-tinted-wool

— Who tf is the other boy??? —ALSO. you were gorgeous and still are my loveeeee

——— that’s uh ——— a guy ——— the pink marker is over his face for a REASON ur supposed to ignore him

——— OKAY HE WAS STILL CUTE ——— but yeah ew ——— i’m literally on the other side of the bed weirdo get over here

— Why would you everrrr want a relationship with someone other than me? ): — i love u more than he does

——— u didn’t exist at the time 💔

——— u KNOW i love u samu ——— and like ——— i mean u weren’t a part of my life

— …Do you ever miss him?

——— UR SUPPOSED TO BE IGNORING HIMMM

“Definitely,” She answered without hesitation, running her hands through his hair.

“You never answered if you missed him or not.” Dazai replied, his voice quiet, looking up at her.

“Why, if you have me?”

“I’m not sure. I just do sometimes.”

“I can give you more of everything than he ever did…”

“It’s not a competition, ‘Samu. He’s out of my life.”

“Well.. If i’m supposed to focus on you, you’re really pretty…”

“I was!”

”And still are! I think your pink hair suits you really well.”

“Meh,” Yuan shrugged, unimpressed by her boyfriend’s praise.

”You don’t think you’re pretty?” Dazai scrunched his nose, confused and a bit astounded.

“Sure I do.”

”Yuan..” Dazai sat up, trailing off as he narrowed his eyes at her own.

“I do! You’re just giving really generic boyfriend responses and it’s not very convincing, silly.”

”You’re the most astounding, beautiful person i’ve ever met. Your humanity and moratity is something I could not fathom inside my own body but am blessed beyond the concept of a God to be given in the form of another person with the complexity to speak and think and the ability to understand just how much I admire your presence.”

“See, but now you’re overcompensating!”

”Mm… then what should I do then?”

“I don’t knowww!”

Dazai shrugged and started to pepper kisses from her forehead down to her collarbones.

Dazai’s own quiet laugh mingled with her own. “So you did know what I should do!”

“Nuh uh! I only knew once you did it!”

“And.. Would you possibly want any more?”

“I want everything you’re willing to give.”

“Other Boy never got me a cookie,” She grinned at him, a lighthearted attempt to make him feel better.

”Gasp! he must’ve been horrible then! I’d never deny such a beautiful belladonna such miniature luxuries!” Dazai’s gestures and tone was exaggerated. It made him happier to hear that. He was better than the other person.

“Exactly! You treat me wayyyy better than he ever did. And you actually make me like, happy.”

Dazai tilted his head. “..huh? He didn’t?”

“Sometimes. Let’s not dwell on it.” She waved her hand dismissively.

“Okay..” Dazai watched her, horribly curious about what this other person was like.

“What…?” She asked slowly, unnerved by his unblinking tapioca pearl eyes, seemingly burning holes into her soul.

“Nothing! I just want to know so so much more!”

“Mmmm…. Nooo….”

”..What if I do something else for you?”

“Eh? Like what?”

”.. Get you more desserts.. or uhm. Take you on a date or something? I’m just curious!”

“No, silly. It’s in the past.”

“…Okay. Fine.. Does anyone else know about him?”

“Aside from everyone I went to school with, only a few close friends.”

”Who are those close friends? Natsuki?” Dazai quickly said, his voice monotone but somewhat eager.

“Uh— yeah, Nats, Chinatsu, Chuuya, Shinju, Yaeko, I think.”

Dazai nodded slowly. “Got it.”

“What are you planning, weirdo?”

”Nothing! Just to love you!”

“Liar! What are you thinking about?”

”Uh. Your boobs.”

“….Acceptable. Carry on.”

”I love tits and thighs and ass so much. Specifically my girlfriend’s.”

“I also love my boyfriend’s tits, ass, and thighs.”

”..Well my girlfriend is such an angel I bet if I looked hard enough I could see the silhouette of wings waiting to be formed.”

“My boyfriend is a dork, but he’s sweet and I love him anyway.”

“Even when I say and do all the bad mafia stuff…?”

“Even then!”

”How do you view me as sweet if I do that stuff?”

“I think it’s easier because I don’t see any of it happen.” She shrugged.

“True! That makes sense. Or would you see it as super hot and attractive when I torture people?”

“Oh, absolutely,” She scoffed sarcastically.

”I- Really? Okay.” He is not apposed.

“Let’s not talk about that though.”

”M’kay! The offer is open whenever..”

“No, ‘Samu. You’re so weird.”

”And yet you chose to love me!”

“I did not choose. I was forced into this.”

“For good reason!”

“And what reason is that?”

”So that I could love you and you could love me!”

“Right. Best reason!”

“Mhm! You should trust me!”

“And I do! You’re like, one of the people I trust most.”

“I’m glad! I think you’re right behind Oda for me! —If you want complete honesty.”

“I don’t mind! You’re right behind a couple Sheep.”

”I don’t see why you still care about them.”

“They’re like family, dummy.”

”Negligant family. They would’ve come for you by now if not.”

“They would come if them thought I was in danger, duh! And they text me like, all the time.”

”..What do they text you about?”

“Uhh… just friend stuff? Like, we just talk,” Yuan shrugged. “And sometimes they ask me if I’m okay and stuff.”

”..That’s odd. If you consider them family— if you cared about them wouldn’t you want to hide more from them? So they didn’t get concerned or something?”

“Huh? No, not at all. What do you mean?”

“Well, they are my friends! And I guess you’re right…. my actual family kinda sucked. So, I guess I just mean that they’re friends I love a whooooole lot, a lot, a lot?”

”…Uhm. Right.” Dazai muttered, a small, fake smile across his lips.

“Something wrong?” Yuan asked expectantly.

”Nope! Nuh uh.” Dazai quickly responded, quickly— at least outwardly filled with energy.

Yuan’s eyes narrowed suspiciously. “You said that way too fast.”

“..I promise. My love!”

“You’re weird.”

”Have we not already discussed that you love me anyway?”

“Doesn’t mean I can’t say it!”

”True! You’re weird too.”

“Not weirder than you…”

”mm.. Maybe you are!”

“No way! Am not!”

”You love me, so that’s gotta count for something!”

“Makes me AS weird, at least.”

”Yeah! You are weird! I said that!”

“Not weirder though!”

”You’re the one who didn’t back down from sex. Freak.”

“Osamu Dazai, are you slutshaming me?”

”…Only if you’ll be my slut.”

“I think you meant that to be sweet but it just came off extremely kinky.”

“…Ahem.” Dazai played with his hair. “You don’t know what way I meant it!”

“I love you but you’re like, a grade A virgin. I’m prettyyyyy sure that’s not how you mean it.”

”If I didn’t want to be a virgin I wouldn’t be!”

“That’s not the point! And you’re a virgin in your heart.”

”Hey- Aren’t you still a virgin?!”

“I bet you’d like to know.”

“I would! Y’know. When- If we have it.. I don’t know it seems a bit less… bad if we’re both virgins?”

“I’m not saying! And what do you mean ‘bad?’”

“Think about it! Sex is very.. body- forward.”

“You’re weirdddd….”

”For thinking.”

“For thinking. I could never.”

@rose-tinted-wool what are we gonna be for halloween?

FUCK UH IDK

@thebandagedprodigy

— Who tf is the other boy??? —ALSO. you were gorgeous and still are my loveeeee

——— that’s uh ——— a guy ——— the pink marker is over his face for a REASON ur supposed to ignore him

——— OKAY HE WAS STILL CUTE ——— but yeah ew ——— i’m literally on the other side of the bed weirdo get over here

— Why would you everrrr want a relationship with someone other than me? ): — i love u more than he does

——— u didn’t exist at the time 💔

——— u KNOW i love u samu ——— and like ——— i mean u weren’t a part of my life

— …Do you ever miss him?

——— UR SUPPOSED TO BE IGNORING HIMMM

“Definitely,” She answered without hesitation, running her hands through his hair.

“You never answered if you missed him or not.” Dazai replied, his voice quiet, looking up at her.

“Why, if you have me?”

“I’m not sure. I just do sometimes.”

“I can give you more of everything than he ever did…”

“It’s not a competition, ‘Samu. He’s out of my life.”

“Well.. If i’m supposed to focus on you, you’re really pretty…”

“I was!”

”And still are! I think your pink hair suits you really well.”

“Meh,” Yuan shrugged, unimpressed by her boyfriend’s praise.

”You don’t think you’re pretty?” Dazai scrunched his nose, confused and a bit astounded.

“Sure I do.”

”Yuan..” Dazai sat up, trailing off as he narrowed his eyes at her own.

“I do! You’re just giving really generic boyfriend responses and it’s not very convincing, silly.”

”You’re the most astounding, beautiful person i’ve ever met. Your humanity and moratity is something I could not fathom inside my own body but am blessed beyond the concept of a God to be given in the form of another person with the complexity to speak and think and the ability to understand just how much I admire your presence.”

“See, but now you’re overcompensating!”

”Mm… then what should I do then?”

“I don’t knowww!”

Dazai shrugged and started to pepper kisses from her forehead down to her collarbones.

Dazai’s own quiet laugh mingled with her own. “So you did know what I should do!”

“Nuh uh! I only knew once you did it!”

“And.. Would you possibly want any more?”

“I want everything you’re willing to give.”

“Other Boy never got me a cookie,” She grinned at him, a lighthearted attempt to make him feel better.

”Gasp! he must’ve been horrible then! I’d never deny such a beautiful belladonna such miniature luxuries!” Dazai’s gestures and tone was exaggerated. It made him happier to hear that. He was better than the other person.

“Exactly! You treat me wayyyy better than he ever did. And you actually make me like, happy.”

Dazai tilted his head. “..huh? He didn’t?”

“Sometimes. Let’s not dwell on it.” She waved her hand dismissively.

“Okay..” Dazai watched her, horribly curious about what this other person was like.

“What…?” She asked slowly, unnerved by his unblinking tapioca pearl eyes, seemingly burning holes into her soul.

“Nothing! I just want to know so so much more!”

“Mmmm…. Nooo….”

”..What if I do something else for you?”

“Eh? Like what?”

”.. Get you more desserts.. or uhm. Take you on a date or something? I’m just curious!”

“No, silly. It’s in the past.”

“…Okay. Fine.. Does anyone else know about him?”

“Aside from everyone I went to school with, only a few close friends.”

”Who are those close friends? Natsuki?” Dazai quickly said, his voice monotone but somewhat eager.

“Uh— yeah, Nats, Chinatsu, Chuuya, Shinju, Yaeko, I think.”

Dazai nodded slowly. “Got it.”

“What are you planning, weirdo?”

”Nothing! Just to love you!”

“Liar! What are you thinking about?”

”Uh. Your boobs.”

“….Acceptable. Carry on.”

”I love tits and thighs and ass so much. Specifically my girlfriend’s.”

“I also love my boyfriend’s tits, ass, and thighs.”

”..Well my girlfriend is such an angel I bet if I looked hard enough I could see the silhouette of wings waiting to be formed.”

“My boyfriend is a dork, but he’s sweet and I love him anyway.”

“Even when I say and do all the bad mafia stuff…?”

“Even then!”

”How do you view me as sweet if I do that stuff?”

“I think it’s easier because I don’t see any of it happen.” She shrugged.

“True! That makes sense. Or would you see it as super hot and attractive when I torture people?”

“Oh, absolutely,” She scoffed sarcastically.

”I- Really? Okay.” He is not apposed.

“Let’s not talk about that though.”