You can see it in his eyes he needs to chill out
Happy thanksiving for those who celebrate it!
Just a thank you post for all the amazing people I've met this year, I'm so happy to have met you all. <3333
A few months ago I decided to be more active on Tumblr and get out of my comfort zone, hoping I would make a new friend or two. I'm so thankful for the wonderful people I've met since then.
I want to thank @anticidic and @ohhcinnybuns, you two have been such an inspiration for me as a writer and I'm so grateful to have met you both. It's been fun sharing ideas and aus, and just talking in general. Can't wait to see where the Kitsunechuu and catskk aus are heading!
I also want to thank @thatghostinyourbog for all the silly conversations we had and the chaos we made, seeing Soup's and Killeria's reactions whenever they came back. I've enjoyed it so much and I keep laughing whenever I scroll through the hall of shame.
Thank you @k-aez for the discord server, it's been such a blast meeting everyone. Ranting something about soukoku and having others pitch in has been super fun. Also, thank you for the soundboard hehe.
Also, thank you @iwantmochisoup for all the support for my writing and the beautiful art and for encouraging the Alien Stage brain rot and the making of my skk au. The art studies have been so helpful and I'm super happy that I got to meet you. Motivational Dazai beaaaaaaaaam.
I also want to thank @spccts, screaming at each other at 5am has been ridiculously fun, as well as crying as we read side b of The Day I Picked Up Dazai (I will get you back for that one). Cheering you on in your skk au, you've got this!!
Hi! Trick or treat?🍬🕷️
Hi!! Have a WIP as a treat 🎃👻
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Guests filtered through the entrance, flashing their wealth with expensive clothing and glittering jewelry. They flocked toward potential sponsors, creating connections and the like.
Glasses clinked, discussions made surrounding the latest news in the Tsushima household.
Dazai strolled through the party, back straight and head held high as some of the kinder-looking women cooed and murmured to each other about the little boy growing to be such a gentleman. Clad in a perfectly tailored suit, he fit right in amongst the crowd despite being only 7.
His siblings were spread out, talking with some businessman or other. Just like father taught them to do. By the end of the night, a potential deal would be struck and his mother would disappear once again to visit her friend, leaving everything behind before she appeared a few days later.
He wondered, briefly, if the reason she paid her friend visits so often was to escape this stifling house for as long as she could.
He wondered if the reason she always brought him along was so he could escape too.
Hello! Trick or treat? 🩸
Off the beaten path past the row of trees and over the gnarled roots that lined the way, you discovered a treasure chest at the end. In plain sight. The wind picked up, but other than that, you are all alone, and nothing seemed amiss as you stepped closer and peered inside for your goodies. 👻
The made-up lives lost. The charade. The demand that he burned in hell. Was he sorry he couldn't be what he wanted to be—a good person? Chuuya elaborated after having time to think about it: “But I know who you are now,” he paused to let that sink in before quickly continuing, “I mean, I don’t know you at all. But I know enough that who you aren’t isn’t the same from what I’ve heard.” “What makes you say that?” Dazai’s lips curled at the corners and exposed teeth. “I could kill you and you wouldn’t even know it.”
ask box trick-or-treat (fic writer edition)
skk hell | tgcf, aoex | 20+ | an attempt at art & writing | Carrd | I do not authorise any type of repost or use of my works
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