Atsushi: What is it like to be aspec? I don't really get it.
Dazai: Ok, listen up. Mentally I'm very romantic.
Dazai: Physically I'm asexual.
Dazai: Spiritually I'm a fucking slut.
Atsushi: Yep, makes sense.
Dazai: I dare you to marry me.
Chuuya: No. I'm not falling for that idiot.
Dazai: Then I win.
Chuuya: What? No you don’t. I’ll marry the hell out of you. You’re officially my wife now. You can’t beat me like that.
Chuuya: Are you ready to commit?
Dazai: Like, a crime, a suicide or a relationship?
Mori: So are any of you NOT in love with Dazai?
Kunikida:
Ranpo:
Fyodor:
Sigma:
Odasaku, rising from the dead:
Chuuya: *raises hand*
Mori: PUT YOUR FUCKIN HAND DOWN CHUUYA!
Dazai: Why do you seem to be so nervous around me lately?
Chuuya: I- it's just... I don't know. I guess I don't wanna say something wrong?
Dazai: Babe, I have a praise and a degradation kink. So whatever you say, it will somehow work for me.
Dazai: Would you slap your crush's face for 2 million dollars?
Chuuya: I would roundhouse kick you in the face for free.
Dazai: Savag-
Dazai: Wait...
Dazai: WAIT-
Chuuya, panicking: fgqhcwgnaklud-
Akutagawa, opening a door he shouldn't have opened: Dazai, Chuuya?
Dazai and Chuuya shocked, as their kissing session just got disturbed: Akutagawa?
Akutagawa, concerned: Is everything alright?
Dazai: It's perfectly fine.
Dazai: Chibi, tell him what we're doing.
Chuuya: We...
Chuuya: I'm teaching him some poetry.
Akutagawa: Poetry?
Dazai:
Dazai: Yes, I love poetry.
Akutagawa:
Chuuya: I'm surprised as you are. He can't get enough of it.
Akutagawa: I'll leave you to do your poetry then...
Akutagawa: *closes the door, regretting all his life decisions*
Chuuya: *gets down on one knee*
Dazai, also getting down on his knees: What are we looking for?
Chuuya, who had been reaching for the ring in his pocket: Dude...
*ada!Chuuya au*
Atsushi: I can't tell whether Chuuya joining the ada was a good thing or not...
Atsushi: Because on one hand, I have much less paperwork to do, and Dazai seems much happier and more stable.
Atsushi: On the other hand-
Dazai, through the office door: Fuck yes Chuuya, there, there!
Atsushi: That.
Dazai: Chuuya and I don't use pet names.
Odasaku: I see. Hey, what do bees make?
Dazai: Honey.
*silence*
Dazai: Ha, you thought, bitch.
Chuuya, yelling from another room: What do you want, whore?
Ango: They say partners can never be just friends. It's always sexual.
Dazai: *scoffs* That's dumb. Look at me and Chuuya. There's nothing sexual between us.
Oda:
Ango: