“Chuuya.”
“He’s here, Ane-san,” he broke down, his face distraught and his hands on his chest, clutching the fabric of his shirt as if he could rip his heart out. Ane-san stopped smiling. “I let him in, damn it, and I don’t know how to get him out or what to do. I’m desperate.”
“Chuuya, dear.”
Chuuya staggered and fell back into his seat, burying his face in his hands as he fought back the tears. He jumped when Ane-san ran her fingers through his hair. He sniffled. She gently untied his hair and began to comb through his curls.
“I’m sorry,” he whimpered, wiping away tears with the heel of his hand.
“Feelings are complicated.”
“No, Dazai is complicated as hell,” he mumbled.
Kouyou smiled sweetly.
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Uchiha Madara
everyone's favorite lanky mackerel bastard
Me: I can be friends with anything.....
Me: I can even be friends with a rock.
"How Could This Be?
"You Time Warp My Ass Back To Reality?"
They had a fight
Drawing dump of some stuff I’ve done over the past few weeks lol
Ugh, tell me about it. Hope you feel better soon!
Idk about you but… I’ve been feeling kinda 22 lately 😔
silly sillyyy
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