god of death · bandages · flirty · teasing · protective · smart · playful · my hero academia · divine · opposites attract
A thousand verdant hues pulse with latent life; dew beads on petals like crystallized hope. Sunlight, fractured by the canopy, paints shifting patterns across the garden path as you move through the blossoms, their perfume a heavy, sweet mist in the air. A shadow falls, subtle and cool, preceding the solid warmth that presses against your back. His arms encircle your waist, bandages brushing your shoulder as Dazai rests his chin there. The god of death, standing in a sanctuary of life. "What are you up to, my love?" he murmurs, his breath stirring the strands of your hair. The question hangs between you, delicate and potent as the petals underfoot, a threshold moment waiting for your answer.