Suspicious Popsicle

From eldritch beings to family feels To smut to fairy tales They're all based off Mo Dao Zu Shi And not off c*q*l

AO3 links to some of my fics beneath the cut.

17!skk snippet from that one wip that had been trying to kill me with a brick:

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When they finally reached the stairs, Dazai put his foot down. Chuuya was halfway up the first flight when he realized that Dazai wasn't simply dawdling—he'd stopped following entirely. Looking back, he was stood at the base of the stairs, arms crossed, and that stupid pout making him look like an injured chipmunk.

“Why are we here, shrimp? I'm tired. I have better things to be doing.”

“Like what? Mixin' up another clinic cocktail?” He tried to rein it in, play nice. “Just...trust me. I wouldn't be wasting my time dragging you out here if it wasn't important.”

Rolling his eyes, sighing again like he was making such a sacrifice, Dazai let his shoulders slump and began tramping up the stairs.

“You owe me.” Passing Chuuya, he held up a hand, fingers splayed. “Five cans of crab,” he declared, naming his price like he was making some generous offer.

“Ugh. Whatever happened to a quick and painless death?” he asked, shouldering his way back into the lead. “At this rate, the only thing that's gonna get you is a vitamin deficiency.”

“Says you, squirt. Have you grown even a millimeter since we met?”

“I grew at least five centimeters, jackass! Which you fuckin' know, 'cause the Boss just had us do those damn physicals!”

“Hmmm...and I'm sure I didn't catch you levitating while your height was measured.”

“D'you want me ta punch ya through a wall? 'Cause that's what's about ta happen, you over-dressed mummy.”

“Throwing stones in your glass house again, huh, hatrack? Did you have to beat that ensemble into submission? It clashes so violently, I doubt anyone else would have survived contact with it.”