Putting Them In My Pocket.

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i meant to post these onto here when i finished drawing kunikida, tsujimura and tecchou but alas. i have not been able to borrow my friend's tablet for a long while now

Love drawing her ♥️

Aftermath

the start of my ongoing tsujitsuji obsession

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Tsujimura found herself trying to jump out at Ayatsuji in anger for teasing her so soon after she had thought him dead. She, however, momentarily forgot the fact that she had been shot in the thigh.  

She let out a strangled sort of noise as she began to fall but found herself supported by an arm. 

‘You idiot,’ Ayatsuji had caught her. He lowered her back onto the ground, kneeling beside her. ‘We should send you to the hospital.’ He manoeuvred her around, letting her stretch out her legs, and placed pressure on her wound. For a moment, Tsujimura thought he was being nice to her, and she was reminded of the smile he showed her as he was shot. 

‘I need my servant to return as soon as possible.’

That was more like him; she looked up at him, 'Like I said, I’m not a servant.’

‘That settles it,’ he cut in, placing his free arm on her shoulder. ‘We made a deal that you’ll listen to anything I tell you in a day, right? That day is tomorrow then.’

She looked at him incredulously. The nerve of him, 'Hang on, I’m injured, aren’t I?’

‘Now that’s pretty honest,’ he snickered.

He was just the worst; sometimes she wanted to shoot him herself. However, as she watched him laugh, clothes still soaked from his dip in the waterfall, tears welled in her eyes.  

He stopped laughing. 'Tsujimura-kun, why-’ 

She punched him softly, ‘How could you let me think you died?’ The tears were flowing freely down her cheeks now. 

‘Well—’ 

‘After all I said to you, after I thought you died for me?’ She was clutching his damp shirt and sobbing into it.

Ayatsuji found himself completely lost for words, choosing to simply rub her shoulder. They were in silence for a while; she sobbed, and he comforted her. If anyone saw them, it didn’t bother him; although he had never been a touchy person, he found he didn’t mind. Knowing Tsujimura was alive and okay made it okay, so he didn’t stop her when she clutched onto him harder.

‘I’m sorry I called you selfish,’ her voice was muffled. ‘You were just trying to bring a horrible person to justice. I shouldn’t have let my personal feelings affect me too much.’

‘It’s okay,’ he chuckled softly. He’d been called much worse by people who didn’t care who their words affected. He’d grown thick skin after many years dealing with his ability. 

‘You even made me a meal before you left, and I should’ve noticed it,’ she said, taking a shaky breath. ‘You’re never that nice to me.’

He stopped rubbing circles on her back, instead patting her head gently. He spoke softly, ‘I’m sorry.’ 

She stopped sobbing for a bit, looking up in confusion; maybe she had misheard, ‘What?’

‘I’m sorry, Tsujimura; I didn’t think he would shoot you.’

‘Huh,’ the confusion had successfully stopped her from crying. A million thoughts were going through her head; maybe she was really dying and her wound was worse than she thought.

‘What?’ He asked, a little exasperated. ‘Why are you looking at me like that?’ 

‘You never say sorry.’

'Yes, I do.’ 

'No, you do not!’ She said that louder, and the other agents stopped to look at them. She sheepishly looked away, trying to rub away the tear streaks on her face.  

She heard the sound of a siren nearby, surprised she hadn’t noticed it before. She looked around; the paramedics had finally arrived and were headed towards them with a stretcher.

‘Sensei, help me up,’ he supported her as she slowly got up. Leaning on him, they started to hobble over to the paramedics. Immediately they had her lie down on the stretcher and began heading back to the ambulance. 

He walked along with them, and as they approached the ambulance, he noticed Ango talking to another agent.

‘Tsujimura-kun.’ 

‘Sakaguchi-senpai,’ she turned weakly, finally feeling the effects of the blood loss. 

‘I apologise that you were kept in the dark and that you were injured,’ he ran his hand through his hair. ‘We’ll discuss this in more depth after you have healed.’ 

She nodded, ‘Thank you, Senpai.’ 

‘There’s no need to thank me; I really do apologise for this.’ 

She smiled as they loaded her in the ambulance. She saw Ayatsuji climb in behind her, but she was too woozy to notice the wordless exchange between him and Ango. Technically, he should be returning to headquarters to explain the situation alongside Ango, but he could spare a few hours for him to worry about his assistant.

She remembered very little of the journey, apart from the feeling of someone gently pulling out the pins in her hair. Decreasing the discomfort she felt lying on her bun (she found them in her wallet when she got home) 

She didn’t see Ayatsuji when she woke up after surgery. Thankfully the bullet hadn’t hit anything important, so they removed it and stitched her up. He would deny having been there the whole time, in his damp clothes, head in his hands as he waited for the surgeon to come out. Or how he sat by her bedside, holding her hand and tracing the little scars she got from being clumsy. He left at the first signs of her stirring, simply alerting the nurse as he left the ward and asking them not to mention his presence to her. It had been very early in the morning, so she drifted back to sleep with the faint memory of him. 

Her first visitors in the morning had been her colleagues, bringing her flowers and chocolates. They came before heading into HQ to talk to the director, who had allowed them until morning to sort out their stories.

Ayatsuji visited much later, having showered, changed, taken a nap, and accompanied Ango in speaking to the director.

She smiled as he stepped into the room before realising he was alone. ‘Sensei! Did you sneak out again?! You know I have to report you, right!’

’Would you calm down? Sakaguchi-kun is downstairs waiting for me,’ he remained as indifferent as always, but added with a slight smirk, 'Well, escaping from here would be easy enough.’

‘Sensei! Don’t say things like that! And Sakaguchi-senpai has enough work already!’ She groaned in pain as she tried to get up too fast.

‘Tsujimura-kun, you believe things too easily,’ he dropped into the seat by her bed. ‘Did you forget you need to get better for your special training?’

‘Training?’

'Well, it would be a waste to use up my day of controlling you when you’ve been confined to a bed. Instead, I have come up with a training plan,’ he smirked, revealing a piece of paper from his pocket. ‘You’ll begin as soon as you are discharged.’

Tsujimura’s face blanched as she looked at the words written on the paper: ‘Sensei, you can’t be serious, right?’ She had a thin strand of hope as she posed the question.

‘Why would I joke around with you Tsujimura-kun?’

‘Ayatsuji-sensei, I can’t possibly—’ she sounded a little desperate.

‘That’s the face,’ he chuckled ruthlessly, ‘you do make the most entertaining expressions.’

‘So this was a joke?’ She breathed out, lying back.

‘What? No, I expect you to comply or I will simply have to report you,’ he said, folding the piece of paper back up and putting it out of her reach. Not that destroying it would be of any help to her. He got up and dusted himself off and made a move towards the door.

‘But sensei!’ Taujimura tried reaching out towards him.

He turned and stared down at her with a contempt look on his face. ‘Well, rest up, Tsujimura-kun. I look forward to it.’ He didn’t bother listening to her protests as he walked out the door. Leaving her worried and confused in the hospital bed.

‘Maybe I should ask to transfer.’

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heiii haiii. hyuna for the character ask 👉👈 also ango, perchance

hiya mocha!!! 🫶

hyuna - alien stage

favorite thing about them: the conflict she faces between her logical mind vs. her feelings… raghhhh. also her prosthetic <3

least favorite thing about them: her lack of content !! i need to know more about her life before she joined the rebellion

favorite line: "You, who betrayed me so cruelly... I finally hold you in my arms. This is my revenge."

brOTP: her and mizi are my pooks

OTP: sighs. my worsties

nOTP: i don't have one tbh !

random headcanon: kids/babies absolutely adore her and she can calm them down effortlessly if they’re upset (for luka the opposite is true)

unpopular opinion: i’m not in the fanbase enough to know which opinions are or aren’t popular but i do think her relevance is underappreciated. i’ve seen fans brushing her aside which is crazy to me because lore-wise she’s basically the most important character in the show lfjdkdhjw

song i associate with them: all-in 😭 lol but if we’re talking non alnst songs… i wish i hated you by ariana. also the rebels in general give me strong danger days mcr vibes

favorite picture of them:

i am a hyuna victim.

ango sakaguchi - bsd

favorite thing about them: is it wrong of me to say his self-loathing. unfortunately i love how his circumstances have turned him into a person he despises. i love how working for the special division forces him to make decisions he disagrees with and hurt people he cares about and suffer. /affectionately i swear

least favorite thing about them: that he’s not even mentioned in beast despite dazai and oda’s relationship being such an integral part of that story. 😔

favorite line: “The death of a person is not just some number. Every one of their lives must have some meaning.” — after i read gaiden this hurt me so much more. bro is in the wrong career oh my god

brOTP: him and ayatsuji !

OTP: odango

nOTP: ango/dazai (but non-romantically their dynamic is my favorite. there’s So much there don’t even get me started)

random headcanon: this is basically canon but i like to believe he does little things to help dazai/the agency even outside of those he’s canonically done. using his position to drop hints that subtly nudge them in the right direction on cases and curb public opinion in their favor. (and not just out of guilt !!) i also believe he’s the main pushback against ayatsuji’s execution in the division

unpopular opinion: a lot of people think he’s way older than he is and treat him accordingly. he’s 25 you guys!! he’s just a boy out of his depth!! he’s younger than ranpo and ayatsuji!! him and dazai are only 3 years apart!!

song i associate with them: rip ango you would’ve loved frank sinatra… the world we knew…. why try to change me now…. i’ll never smile again…. yeah

favorite picture of them: thank you oyoyo

character ask game

+1 ! 🐶

Here is my HeiShin Valentines Exchange gift for @yumerikka! I love both your prompts so much, and so I did both. Hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoy making them~🥰 -red

Also thank you @heishinvalentineexchange2025 for holding the event! It was a blast!🥳

a few verified fundraisers i've been asked to share recently. please continue to donate when and where you can and share the posts you come across - the situation is still dire and now is not the time to check out.

february 6th:

@dina179 - Dina, her husband, and their three little children (#245 on @/nabulsi and @/el-shab-hussein's spreadsheet) $17,030 CAD raised of $50,000.

@ahmadwaleed55 - Ahmad, his older sister, and their parents (they had to restart their campaign from scratch after the organizer disappeared) (#167 on @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi's spreadsheet) $4,290 USD raised of $20,000.

@mahmooud-sharif2 - Mahmoud Al-Sharif (needs treatment for eye and hand injuries), his wife Soha, and their four young children (verified by @/90-ghost) $17,674 USD raised of $60,000.

@familyrantise2003 - Help Haya Al-Rantisi, her sister, and their mother reunite with nine of their family members, three of whom are children, after having to evacuate without them (verified by @/bilal-salah0) $1,020 USD raised of $50,000. STAGNATED, NO DONATIONS FOR TWO WEEKS

@ahmedalanqer - Ahmed Alanqar, his wife Asmaa, and their four young children, one of whom is disabled (motor and hearing issues) (verified by @/90-ghost) €7,196 raised of €30,000.

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@lendaabdalhadi - Help Linda Abdalhadi and her husband rebuild their lives (they have been displaced 10+ times, during which Linda suffered a miscarriage and lost her older brother) (verified by @/90-ghost) €1,490 raised of €30,000.

@ahmed79ss, @scentedduckcoffee - Help Ahmed and Sahar reunite with their four children after being separated (their daughter Walaa is diabetic and urgently needs reliable access to insulin) (verified by @/90-ghost) $14,387 CAD raised of $50,000.

lately i've seen a really marked drop in engagement with the majority of fundraisers in terms of both donations and shares. so please take a few seconds to reblog the campaigns you see or make a post of your own, and of course donate if you have the means. an infinitesimal amount of time on your part can have a lifesaving impact.

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