He claimed he was trying to figure out why you turned him down. Actually, he said some seriously outrageous shit so he seemed pretty damn confused about that.
yes, considering that now you use me as a body pillow, punches me in my sleep, and i get nothing for it. truly terrible standards. i deserve 21 percent better.
[It says a lot about Chuuya and Dazai's relationship that Dazai doesn't even have to say a word for Chuuya to know he's high as a kite.
Really, his face said it all.
Still, the babbling and delighted yelling is a pretty decent indicator in that Dazai probably took some uppers, and the fucking hug cinched it.]
Gah...!!! Damn it, Dazai!!
[There's really no struggling here, not when Dazai has leverage and Chuuya doesn't want to kick Dazai's ass until he's sure he didn't also overdose on something that makes him bleed more than normal. So he's forced withstand the twirling, feet flailing behind him]
Yes, yes you've said that multiple times. You're also talking a mile a minute.
Chuuya, look! Look at you!! You're cute. Very cute. Look. Adorable. Cute as hell. That mad expression makes you cuter. You're cute!
(and he's getting squeezed a little bit, dazai dangling his legs a little bit before he lets chuuya go just by opening his arms. he can land. like a cat. chuut. catya.)
I drank coffee. It's coffee! Want coffee? You should have coffee. Get on my level.
You've said 'cute' five times in one breath, what the fuck.
[Ugh. Uuuuugh. He allows the squeeze, because for all Dazai's octopus limbs he isn't nearly strong enough to really hurt him like that. When he's dropped he lands on his feet, because it's chuuya after all.
After which, he's reaching up to yank Dazai down by his shirt collar, closely examining his eyes and mouth.]
What did you put in the coffee? I don't exactly have narcan on me, so it better not be anything extreme.
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nono! i think thats a natural response to seeing a full grown adult who hasn't grown since he was a teen!
come drink coffee with me chuuya! heart, heart, heart, exclamation point.
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[Yeah, he knows way too much about Dazai's sex life.]
I've grown since I was a teen, damn it! Just not as much as a beanpole like you.
And why would I drink coffee with you after you threatened to drug mine?
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oh, wow, i couldn't notice.
oh, because i stole your wallet and hid all the coffee. im your sole source. beep. boop. die.
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Where are you?! Give it back!
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he has no book, so he's forced to think about things his brain wouldn't allow at home. give him so time.
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[It said a lot about how Dazai felt here, for sure.]
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Oh, and Fyodor thought we were fucking and said so in horrifyingly poetic ways, so please disillusion him to that.
[He hopes Dazai chokes on his coffee.]
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i tried when we were younger, but you grossed me out, irritated me, and generally just existed, so i shot at you.
(hopefully chuuya can be so disgusted he falls into a ditch and dies.)
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Well, he certainly trips, but he's alive enough to fume, sorry Dazai.]
That was why you shot at me that time?! Ugh, gross!
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CW: mention of (bad) underage sex
I would have killed you back then if you tried. My standards have always been higher than that.
[That is such a pathetic lie: He lost his virginity when he was 16 and absolutely wasted.]
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(get it. dazai is 21cm taller. get it.)
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And I could easily cut off 21 percent, how about that?
[He knows exactly what Dazai is referring to.]
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(BECAUSE HE WAKES UP QITH A REAL SMILE, PLEASE. DAZAI!!!!)
wow so that you can be with me? that's desperate chuuya
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You sure smile enough in the morning to give that impression.
[Calling him out!!]
Gee, it's almost like you're projecting. We both know I'm hotter anyway, height or no.
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(bitch.)
doesn't matter if you can't reach me does it now
what you gonna do? jump?
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[He is absolutely gonna be that bitch.]
I could always break your kneecaps, that would make reaching you pretty easy. Or I could just drag you down.
cw drugs I GUESS WE'RE DOING THIS
you get no coffee
even when im around
even drugged!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
(someone is very hyper. guess why.)
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Annnnd door getting slammed open in three, two--]
DAZAI!!!
[isn't it just delightful how Chuuya screams his name in such a dramatic way, ever single fucking time.]
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can you see how his eyes are basically pupils?)
CHUUYA!!
(and he hugs, chuuya's arms trapped in it, and he twirls.)
Chuuya, you're so tiny. You're so cute! Did you know you're cute? You're so tiny, and tiny is very cute. Cute-ya.
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Really, his face said it all.
Still, the babbling and delighted yelling is a pretty decent indicator in that Dazai probably took some uppers, and the fucking hug cinched it.]
Gah...!!! Damn it, Dazai!!
[There's really no struggling here, not when Dazai has leverage and Chuuya doesn't want to kick Dazai's ass until he's sure he didn't also overdose on something that makes him bleed more than normal. So he's forced withstand the twirling, feet flailing behind him]
Yes, yes you've said that multiple times. You're also talking a mile a minute.
What. Did you. Take!
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(and he's getting squeezed a little bit, dazai dangling his legs a little bit before he lets chuuya go just by opening his arms. he can land. like a cat. chuut. catya.)
I drank coffee. It's coffee! Want coffee? You should have coffee. Get on my level.
CW: casual mention of drug overdoses
[Ugh. Uuuuugh. He allows the squeeze, because for all Dazai's octopus limbs he isn't nearly strong enough to really hurt him like that. When he's dropped he lands on his feet, because it's chuuya after all.
After which, he's reaching up to yank Dazai down by his shirt collar, closely examining his eyes and mouth.]
What did you put in the coffee? I don't exactly have narcan on me, so it better not be anything extreme.
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cw suicide and depression
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DUBCON.... KINDA...
itt: unresolved tension and questionable excuses to fuck
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