Dazai's are always folded into paper airplanes and thrown at Kunikida or Chuuya. They range from obnoxious nicknames, to horny callings, to a few honest actual love confessions that they insist on burning afterwards
Kunikida's are carefully crafted, cited, and usually typed up because the hand tremors make it hard for him to handwrite anything. They're bursting with affection but are written in a scholarly manner which always makes the other two laugh (they love it)
Chuuya's letters to Dazai are always short and encrypted. No one else can understand them. His letters to Kuni are filled with metaphors and poems and over-the-top descriptions of Kuni's beauty.
3) is answered here
6) How they decorated their bedroom
Dazai suggested they leave it barren and have the darkest drapes possible. Chuuya wanted to put up their tacky band posters and expensive paintings. Kunikida kicked them both out and ended up putting up 1 of Chuuya's paintings, the black out curtains for bad days, painted the walls a calming sage green, placed a couple fake plants around, and spent an entire paycheck on the softest sheets and blankets possible. Dazai once made a comment on the salt lamps and so Kunikida got one for each night stand. Simple, but calming, a place Kuni hopes they can all go to when they need to heal.
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could i also get trying not to fall ~ ships! send me your ideal late night, in or out, along with a fandom and gender prefrence, and i'll ship you with a character!
for either golden trio era or marauders era and i don’t have preference!!
my ideal night would probably be laying on a beach at night, where it’s not too cold and just staying there until early morning just talking <33
james potter
"come in the water!! it's so nice!" "no james! i just washed my hair, i don't want to get in right now." y/n watched him sceptically as he walked closer to her. she imediately knew what he was trying to do and sighed to herself, accepting her fate. within moments she was lifted into james' arms and squealling as he ran to the water despite the sun being long gone, the only light being the fire behind them and the stars above.
adding onto the “dustin’s hot sister” comment from the 📚 anon, i totally feel like it’d be lucas saying that, even in the presence of max who smacks his arm afterwards (thinking season 3)
uhhh how about tecchou & jouno + judgement? (you can make it platonic or romantic... i always forget their ship name lol)
orrrrrrr (bc i like giving ✨options✨)
kunichuuzai + safe
I can never remember their ship name either fosbfknskx
"Stop judging me."
Jouno feels his eye twitch. "Stop eating the egg that way."
"If it wasn't meant to be consumed this way, why was it made this way?"
"Because!" Jouno doesn't have a solid answer for Tecchou's question. The answer boils down to common sense but Tecchou has never seemed to have a shred of that. Jouno sighs. "Because sometimes you have to work a little harder for the good stuff."
Jouno can't see it, but something in the air shifts and he can imagine a smirk growing on Tecchou's mouth.
"I think I've worked plenty hard."
"Fucks sake."
Tecchou scoots closer. "Do I not deserve a reward?"
"You disgust me. Please remove yourself from my presence."
Instead, Tecchou presses closer, fingers ghosting his arm. "I would never do something to make your life easier."
Something crawls up Jouno's throat, sickly sweet. He tries to swallow it down, but the increase in his heart rate makes it difficult to do much of anything but choke on it. He grabs Tecchou's chin instead.
"Do the hard work, and maybe I'll show you the good stuff."
~
Dazai has spent their entire life at war with everything.
The world, themself, the people walking around, emotions that crawl up their throat, and touch that sends their skin crawling. Danger was at every corner. It lived within themself and every single piece of the world around them. Living in the shipping container was a means of solitude, a means of escape. It meant that they were alone, without prying eyes or wandering hands or anything that might make them feel.
Death they fought with the most, solely because death refused to come to them.
"Oi, idiot," Chuuya says, snapping Dazai out of their thoughts. "Whatever you're thinking about, stop."
Dazai grins. "I was thinking about how fun it would be to send the Mafia a bomb threat but have it merely be a confetti bomb planted on your desk."
Pouting, Dazai flops over Kunikida's lap. "But it would be so fun. I can imagine Mori's face."
"Look at my fave instead," Kunikida says, and then seems to realize. His face flushes and he tries to push Dazai away.
"What a wonderful idea," Chuuya says, draping themself over the back of the couch. Their fingers brush against Dazai's cheek and Dazai leans into the touch.
"Yeah," Dazai agrees, grabbing Kunikida's hands. "Let me admire you."
"Don't--"
Kunikida doesn't get to finish his thought before Dazai lunges forward, kissing his cheeks, forehead, nose, eyes, every inch of his face.
"My turn," Chuuya says, but surprises Dazai by gripping their face and peppering them in kisses.
A mere five years ago, Dazai would have never let themself truly laugh or be held or touch anyone else with any sort of gentleness.
Now, Dazai giggles, safe and warm under the hands of their partners.
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okay i'll be that person. i'll be brave. bestie. how about “how about we get really dirty before we shower, so that it’s actually worth the effort?” + skk
idk i just feel like they'd say the really cheesy one-liners thinking they're really cool when they aren't lol <3
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Dazai snakes its arms around Chuuya's waist. "How about we get really dirty before we shower? So it's worth the effort."
Scoffing, Chuuya outs the towels in their arms on the counter. They turn around in Dazai's arms so they're face to face and scowls. "You're an idiot."
It smirks, nuzzling its nose into their cheek. "That isn't a no~"
"You're already stinky," Chuuya says, but they angle their neck for its mouth. "Stinky, no good, bandage wearing, fish."
"My, my," Dazai says, teeth grazing along their skin. "Chuuya has a lot to say about me today."
They shiver under it. They fist its hair in one hand, the other catching the counter behind them for support. "I could insult you all day."
Humming, Dazai shifts, hooking its hands under their thighs. Chuuya hops on their toes a bit without being told, allowing Dazai to lift them onto the counter. "I think you'll be praising me soon enough," it says, and then finally bites down on their skin, just below the jawline.
Chuuya hisses, grabbing its hair more roughly. "I think you'll have to beg for it."
Dazai pushes them back, just enough to unbutton their shirt. "I disagree," it says, running a hand over their chest. It hooks a finger into their waistband, the other tipping their chin up. Its eyes are dark and the smile on its face is sharp enough to cut glass. "You'll be begging for me to let you finish, sobbing praises, cursing the gods."
Chuuya swallows hard and feels heat swell in their gut. But they have never been one to back down, especially not from Dazai. They lean in, kissing Dazai hard and fast, gasping when it squeezes their hips.
They pull away, just enough to speak against its lips, "Prove it."
