Drawing Dump Of Some Stuff I’ve Done Over The Past Few Weeks Lol

Atsushi: Hey, Kuni, why does Dazai keep calling (Your SI/OC) his senorita?

Atsushi: Is there something I'm not getting?

Ranpo: I call them my sugar mama.

Astushi: Ranpo, that's not.....

Ranpo: There's simply no other person out in the world that gives me a sugar rush like they do.

Astushi: ........

Kunikida: So, no wonder you can't finish your paperwork. They're the one giving you candy throughout your work day.

Ranpo: Hah.... If only Dazai knew they did.

Atsushi: ...........

Astushi: Ohhhh, the actual candy.....

Ranpo: What you thought I was talking about?

Kunikida: If Dazai knew,

Kunikida: *takes the candy bag from Ranpo*

Kunikida: ......you won't have any more candy to inhale.

he so jealous of his bf

"Have I met you anywhere?" Dazai smiles a smile of no personality. "No. This is the first time we met."

- The Day I Picked Up Dazai (Side B), Kafka Asagiri

Evelyna R.Wren ♡

save me...concept art and rough sketches of hijikata toshizou....save me...

You wait and wait for happiness, and when finally you can't bear it any longer, you rush out of the house, only to hear later that a marvelous happiness arrived the following day at the home you had abandoned, and now it was too late. Sometimes happiness arrives one night too late.

Dazai Osamu, Schoolgirl

The art of love is not finding someone that completes you. It’s finding someone that reminds you that you that you were whole all along.

ERVC

Oh, hello my old heart. How have you been?

There are some people whose dread of human beings is so morbid that they reach a point where they yearn to see with their own eyes monsters of ever more horrible shapes… Painters who have had this mentality, after repeated wounds and intimidations at the hands of the apparitions called human beings, have often come to believe in phantasms—they plainly saw monsters in broad daylight, in the midst of nature. And they did not fob people off with clowning; they did their best to depict these monsters just as they had appeared.

Dazai Osamu, No Longer Human