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While I'm on the Chuuya design subject:

Chuuya is always wearing a minimum of 3 layers EXCEPT in Storm Bringer and MAYBE in Meursault. Him in 2 layers is basically him being half naked. He's indecent.

detective bfs please come back........please come home :((

What if I told you I was a fan of you? 🤨

Fluttershy I'm ur biggest fan

I come with a proposal to the Ace Council. A group of asexuals, including me, have designed a new flag.

We stole the purple from the bi flag for the bottom stripe and used the purple from the ace flag for the dragon, which is taken from the Welsh flag. We humbly suggest that this be our new flag /hj

why did you like that post. now I can't delete it without feeling guilty :((.

I’m sorry 😔

“Bathe Time”

A mini fem! Dark Era Soukoku fanfic ～(￣▽￣～)

Chuuya

Dazai

Hygiene. That was something that Dazai just about didn’t know. She lived in a shipping container, didn’t shower much, didn’t cut her hair, and probably didn’t change out her bandages much.

Chuuya noticed this. Of course she noticed it. The pair were work partners, so the ginger haired woman would notice how the latter’s long, dark brown hair that just about went down her back was matted and unkempt, how her bandages would be yellow and stained, and how she didn’t… smell all that well. Chuuya knew she had to do something, which led to her approaching Dazai and saying the following statement.

“You coming with me, you need a bath.”

Dazai stared at Chuuya, her big, dark eyes penetrating the other girl’s icy blue ones.

“Huh?” She said, a little dumbfounded by Chuuya’s abrupt request.

“I said you’re coming with me, you need a bath. That is not up for debate.”

“Awe~.. Does Chibi care for me~.” Dazai teased and poked at Chuuya’s face which led the shorter into slapping the taller’s hand away.

“No, you fucking smell like fish and you look like some hobo that was found in a trash can.”

Dazai pouted and clutched at her heart in a dramatic manner.

“Ouch, Chibi! That hurt my feelings!” She smirked, which earned an eye roll from Chuuya.

“Come on, let’s go.” Chuuya said. She grabbed Dazai’s hand and started to lead her to her apartment.

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Warm water filled up the bath. After Dazai took her clothes and bandages off, she stepped in and was accompanied by the unfamiliar warmth.

Dazai finally sat down and settled into the water as Chuuya was getting some shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and other essentials that were needed in order to properly clean and dry yourself.

When Chuuya came back, she set the towel and washcloth down on the bathroom vanity and grabbed her brush off the counter. After making sure no more light ginger strands were left entangled into the brush, she sat down by the tub.

“Let me see your hair.” She said.

As Dazai was bunching her long, unkempt hair up to allow Chuuya to brush out, the shorter girl couldn’t help but notice all of the scars on the taller’s body. Some were self inflicted, others from missions. Chuuya couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sympathy and an unfamiliar feeling tugging at her heartstrings.

As Chuuya began to brush out Dazai’s hair, the brunette would occasionally yelp while letting out an occasional, “Ouch Chibi, that hurts!” Or, “Why are you so mean! You’re going to rip my hair out!”

If Dazai kept complaining anymore, Chuuya might as well just rip out her damn hair.

After Chuuya was done brushing out Dazai’s hair and getting out all the knots she could, she cleaned out her brush and told Dazai to lay back, which the latter did. The ginger started to massage the brunette’s scalp gently and leaned into the tub a little to push the younger back up. After a few more dunks into the bath water, Dazai’s hair was now wet.

Chuuya reached for the shampoo bottle and squeezed some into her hands before applying it to Dazai’s scalp and hair. As Chuuya began to massage and rub all of the suds into her hair, she commented,

“You really need to cut your hair, mackerel.”

“Nah! Haircuts are a waste of time and energy.” Dazai would reply with and turn her head back to smirk at Chuuya, which she’d receive an icy blue glare in return.

Eventually, Chuuya got all of Dazai’s hair covered in shampoo and dunked the younger girl into the water to rinse it out. The same process would be repeated with the conditioner.

When it was time for Dazai to bath herself, Chuuya made her stand up to do so. She wet the washcloth, squeezed some body wash onto it, and handed it to the latter.

After Dazai finished getting the cleansing soap, which smelled of sickeningly sweet cherry almonds, Chuuya turned on the shower head and let Dazai rinse herself off.

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“You’re hopeless you know that?” Chuuya said, both her and Dazai were seated on the edge of the bathtub. Chuuya was currently drying Dazai’s now clean hair with a towel. Dazai let out a giggle.

“Go figure?” She continued to giggle.

“Ouch! Hey, don’t tug!” Dazai’s giggle turned into a sharp yelp and loud whine. Now it was Chuuya’s turn to laugh.

“Then next time wash your own damn hair, hm?” She said with a smirk plastered on her freckled face. Dazai just rolled her eyes.

After Chuuya finished drying Dazai’s hair, she stood up and hung the towel over the shower rod.

“You may borrow some of my oversized clothes for tonight only. I’ll get you some fresh bandages tomorrow and you may sleep on my couch, sound good?”

Dazai looked up at Chuuya, her big, dark eyes twinkling.

“Sounds good.”

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Dazai ended up making her way into Chuuya’s bed. :)

The End

A/n: this is the first time I’ve ever posted a story on Tumblr so im fairly new to this. I hope you liked it and feel free to leave me any feedback and criticism! 🥰

Just tiny Teruko and Tachihara! 😂

More gem AU!!

I wanted to show how big Rubellite (suegiku’s fusion) is

The answer: he’s big, very big