Yall PLEASE Give Me Chuuya Requests (yes It Says Requests Closed On The Blog But I Specifically Need

i need to squeeze this creature like a lemon i need to GRRRRRRR

🍊Squishiest baby in existence

being mad over mischaracterisation is so funny. because like how do you know. like were you talking to asagiri over the phone while i wrote this fic? have you communed with the divine gods of fan content to tell anyone that their way of seeing a character is invalid? im crying lol ts so funny

"the uwufication of chuuya" "the feminization of chuuya" and it's a fic or fanart where chuuya cries

genuinely had to take one of those anti throw up pills after this 💔💔💔 mental illness

everything about shin soukoku makes me sick

atsushi seeing akutagawa in a position so deeply relatable to him and seeing that glimmer of humanity behind the exterior of a fighter and actively sacrificing himself for that small hope. he who constantly believes in akutagawa's humanity despite the world that burns around them, he who gives him the chance while taking away his own-

atsushi seeing dazai through akutagawa's lens for the first time and the knowledge that akutagawa does not merely choose to be like this but that it's the only option ever left for it is so ... (sounds of crying)

their similar situations giving them an understanding such as that, in typical circumstances, only they could have for themselves, by witnessing akutagawa's past for himself

how does it feel to know someone like you do yourself? how does it feel to watch that suffering, understand it, see through it and yet still have hope for more? what kind of faith does it take to not only see that hope but throw yourself in the jaws of death for it?

nothing about them is casual and i love it but they have ripped my heart from its chest and im gonna cry need them to be alright and happy and together in a better timeline where everything is alright so bad im crying

i should be studying but i made this instead

i wouldn't even care if ranpo hit me with a car ngl

that man can do anything he wants i'd just be like whatever you want princess <3

reading up again on russian history (i've never stepped foot there in my life), early 1900s fashion and musicians JUST to write this reincarnation fyodor dostoevsky fic knowing my entrance exams are coming

how brainrotted can a girl get

everything about shin soukoku makes me sick

atsushi seeing akutagawa in a position so deeply relatable to him and seeing that glimmer of humanity behind the exterior of a fighter and actively sacrificing himself for that small hope. he who constantly believes in akutagawa's humanity despite the world that burns around them, he who gives him the chance while taking away his own-

atsushi seeing dazai through akutagawa's lens for the first time and the knowledge that akutagawa does not merely choose to be like this but that it's the only option ever left for it is so ... (sounds of crying)

their similar situations giving them an understanding such as that, in typical circumstances, only they could have for themselves, by witnessing akutagawa's past for himself

how does it feel to know someone like you do yourself? how does it feel to watch that suffering, understand it, see through it and yet still have hope for more? what kind of faith does it take to not only see that hope but throw yourself in the jaws of death for it?

nothing about them is casual and i love it but they have ripped my heart from its chest and im gonna cry need them to be alright and happy and together in a better timeline where everything is alright so bad im crying

happy birthday to nobody except best character ever chuuya nakahara the light of my life