The True-est Form Of Love Must Be Sharing Food -- You Need Food (and Water) To Live, To Take That And

the true-est form of love must be sharing food -- you need food (and water) to live, to take that and give it to someone else is like saying 'i need you to live', its like taking part of your life and placing it in front of someone saying 'here, this is me' and letting them have it

that must be why when atsushi gets a pastry from the cafe underneath the agency's office, he eats half and gives the rest to ranpo

it must be why he snaps his cookies or popsicles or anything of the sort in half and hands the bigger part to kyouka

it must be why he takes the best parts of his dish when the ada is together and places them onto the corner of dazai's plate instead

or why he gives kenji all the parts from his bento box kenji commented on

or why he lets naomi take a bite of whatever he's eating

or why he places his food in the middle of the table when it's him and juni and they eat together as if their separate meals r just one big one

or why he brings extras from his snack runs to gingerly place on the president's desk before bolting

or why he packs a small extra bento box just in case kunikida stays behind again or overworks himself

or why he always happens to buy yosano's favorite snacks to share with her

or why when he meets runs into the black lizard he splits his food further to give gin some too

or why he brings any 'new' and interesting snack he finds for lucy to try too

or why he splits everything when he's with aku between them, why he sees him in the cold and rushes over to give him his cup of hot chocolate and wrap his scarf around him

it must be why he packs dazai's lunch or invites him for breakfast

why he hosts or proposes dinner or lunch together with the ada

why he spends all night trying to perfect kyouka and kunikida's favorite dishes

or why he spent so long baking a funny looking cake that probably didn't taste too good but ranpo liked anyway

or why he keeps junichiro's favorite energy drinks in stock even though kyouka and him dont drink them

or why he learns all the cute food designs naomi eyes

or why he keeps an extra portion of everything to give to kenji

or why he brings the president tea in the morning

or why akutagawa knows that when he cant bring himself to eat -- too worried about what will happen if he runs out -- he can go to atsushi for a cup of tea now and meal later if he's up to it

ty for the tag :DD

Chuuya used to be able to tell you who this man standing in front of him was, or who the odd blonde man who keeps insisting they're family is. But, now, as he looks at the brunette with the rich soil colored eyes, and over toward the blonde with the hat on, he dosen't know who the hell they are. "Chuuya! Why don't you remember me?" The brunette asked, voice pleading. "He just got out of brain surgery, Osamu, he's probably still on heavy painkillers." The blonde man says, arms crossed across his chest. The man had said he was Chuuya's brother, earlier, but Chuuya sure in hell dosen't have an elder brother. Or a family--wait, who was his mother again? The doctor walks in, his black hair shining slightly. "You two, enough. Let him rest." He said in a clipped voice, looking visibly stressed.

agh. It's just a rough idea for a story, and there's a high chance this won't become more than a wip but shhh LMFAO

P.S I love these little writing game things :3

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Thanks for tagging me @mothboypoison !!

A soft click from behind. “Oh—” Dazai blinked and raised his hands in surrender. “Oh no, it looks like I’ve been captured. Whatever shall I do?” Chuuya scowled at him and tossed his coat onto a nearby couch. “What the hell are you doing in my office?” A pause. “Scratch that, what the hell are you doing here at headquarters? How’d you get inside?” “I blended in, duh,” Dazai said simply as he whipped out a pair of sunglasses and waved them around. “Some of them were really quite nice about letting me in.” He hopped up onto the desk and idly swung his legs. “I should be asking you the questions. Why are you working on your birthday?”

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what. in the fuck is Bungo Stray Dogs anymore\

Why Is Fyodor literally Jesus, old as a fossil, and fucking immortal. this shit is turning into a book I saw in a library once. I ...???? Brother. What

(not hating. just confused)

Bungo Stray Dogs, Chapter 114.5 "resurrectio, Part 2"

WHAT? IT'S BEEN TWO YEARS? WHAT THE FUCK HOW LONG HAVE WE BEEN IN THE MERSAULT ARC I??

ch 101 came out on may 2nd 2022 soo happy 2nd anniversary to those who celebrate!! (can't believe it's been 2 years already. im still not over and never will be)

this is beautiful I'm saving this

not Dazai also developing a thing specifically for Chuuya's hands because he likes kissing Chuuya's hands much to Chuuya's annoyance because those gloves don't ever come off (they're like a suit of armor much like how Dazai masks his emotions, so when they DO come off it's very much an uncomfortable feeling but—)

then Dazai looks into Chuuya's eyes and says the cheesiest thing ever like: your hands make you human

and Chuuya just wants to smack him

It's Fifteen all over again with a fresh coat of paint