"craving a food means your body needs something that food can offer" now what the fuck does my body need with an ice cream
When Chuuya is overwhelmed, sometimes he just removes himself from the situation. Not physically leaving—just… relocating. To the ceiling. Out of reach. It’s his version of taking a deep breath. Dazai: “I take it things aren’t going well.” Chuuya, sprawled upside down, whiskey glass dangling from one hand: “…What gave it away?
Sometimes, Chuuya just ends up on the ceiling and doesn’t know how or why. One second, he’s pacing. The next? He’s upside down, staring at the floor like it personally wronged him. The worst part? It’s contagious. One time, he was ranting mid-argument, gesturing wildly, when Dazai pointed up at him and said, “You realise you’re on the ceiling, right?” Chuuya paused. Looked down. Looked back at Dazai. “God fucking dammit.”
Chuuya doesn’t storm out of arguments. He just removes himself from them. Mid-fight with Dazai? He’ll cross his arms and float straight up, glaring down like a disappointed parent.
Part 1 here
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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
oh hey
ITS THIS THING TUESDAY
internet's been real messy
we all probably need a break so have this cat
Etho is getting exiled so hard
This last session was a personal attack against the desert duo community