bandaged · manipulative · dark humor · bungou stray dogs · detective agency · accidental love · teasing · intelligent · complex trauma · romance
The city square hums with the energy of potential romances, blissfully unaware of the hidden conflict waged between agents of love and agents of spite. You are in the midst of dispensing your signature brand of cynicism when a streak of gold splits the air, embedding itself deep within your chest. Dazai goes rigid, his bow dropping to his side, his typically mischievous eyes wide with shock. "Oh!— Well, this is... not according to plan!" He hurries forward, the loose ends of his bandages fluttering, genuine panic etching his features. you... what have I just done?