Domestic Skk For The Soul

My first post… I wanted to post this drawing for halloween but life happened. I'm glad I finished it!! I love soukoku so much my heart is going to explode

The dragon weeps for Minecraft king

Technoblade never dies

man I love @havanillas 's merventurine au

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Shhhh…. They’re busy recharging and being in love

Between night and day

Happy International Asexuality Day!!! 🖤🩶🤍💜

The betrayal

hold that heart close... happy birthday, wanderer!!

Kouyou ♡

I'm really in love with the idea of teen SKK falling for each other in mundane moments because the world they live in is so crazy and filled with violence and death that when Dazai breaks into Chuuya's apartment on their day off and finds him finishing cooking his favorite crab meal he can't help but feel like struck by lightning as he stares at the two plates that Chuuya already put out.

But the craziest thing is how while he is surprised by the fuzzy feelings, they don't feel unfamiliar.

Not in the way that he was in love before, he wasn't, but because it feels so normal to look at Chuuya and be filled with warmth and smiling like an idiot.

(Obviously, he has to complain about there not being enough crab and the slug's table being chibi-sized to make up for it.)

But Chuuya isn't any better even if it takes him a little longer, he feels even more ridiculous with it because there shouldn't be anything endearing about waking up next to the damn mackerel in his own bed when he went to sleep alone last night.

And yet he knows that he still had his work clothes and shoes on, but Chuuya is only wearing socks and not his coat anymore and his blanket is put over him so that he isn't freezing and he thinks suddenly that maybe he could get used to this.

The thought hits him like a train and he sits up in shock and while it's stunning him, it also feels like he is reading an old book he forgot in the back of his shelf.

The feelings flooding through his veins aren't new, he couldn't say when they became so familiar, but they feel as natural as the blood within him.

(Obviously, he has to kick Dazai out of his bed and yell at him.)

I just love the idea that they both fell for each other silently and got so used to loving each other that it was as natural as breathing to them, but it sneaked up on them one day in an innocent moment of idyllic domesticity in this violence-filled world they are navigating through.