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Finally, Chuuya eloquently said, “I don’t want to date you.”
Dazai huffed. “Yeah, well, I’m not too thrilled at the idea of having a crazy rockstar boyfriend. But you got us into this mess, you need to help us get out of it.”
Had Dazai gone insane? Nakahara Chuuya and Dazai Osamu, dating? Had Chuuya not made it clear through the dozens of direct and indirect meetings that he despised Dazai with every fiber in his body.Featuring: drunk tweets, falling in love, horrendous song writing, cheesy interviews, learning how to "fake it," and Chuuya getting over the headache that is Dazai. Not necessarily in that order.
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Dazai was afflicted with a curse and the only way to lift it is by kissing the person who loved him the most.
Naturally he took the chance to laugh at everyone's expense.
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Dazai is a mess at weddings, in other people's beds, and in his own skin.
There is no manual on fixing him, so no one tries.Chuuya doesn't know if he can live with that.
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He still wanted to shake Lance senseless. Still wanted to force every stupid self-destructive thought out of his head permanently. But not like this. Not while Lance was bleeding through half-finished bandages and barely standing upright.
“Come here,” he said more gently.
Lance looked at him warily for half a second before the exhaustion apparently won out. Keith guided him carefully down onto the bathroom floor instead, maneuvering him until Lance sat between his knees with his back angled toward Keith’s chest.
The position felt immediately, dangerously intimate. Lance’s bare back rested inches from his chest now, warm and solid and distractingly close. Keith could smell the sharp disinfectant still lingering in the air beneath the cleaner scent of soap and the faint metallic trace of blood.Or
After a mission gone wrong in all the right ways, Keith storms into Lance’s room ready to start a fight over another reckless stunt, only to discover Lance is far more injured than anyone realized. What starts as anger turns into patching wounds on a bathroom floor, old insecurities dragged into the open, and the realization that they’ve both been holding back too much for too long.
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- Part 1 of The Art of Falling Apart
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as insatiable an appetite (be put to rest) by lancifolium
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
15 Mar 2026
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“Why?” Lance asked, exasperated. “It's not like we were friends, Keith. You weren't even that close to anyone besides Shiro. I honestly thought you hated all of us for the longest time,” he admitted.
He sat back down on the bed, tired of arguing. This was the most he's talked to the other paladins in ages.
Keith's eyes dropped to the floor. "I thought we were friends, Lance."
Lance looked him in the eye and said bluntly, "Well, I guess you thought wrong."
Or: The paladins get together for the first time in a while, a drinking game goes wrong, and everyone realizes that Lance may not be doing as well as he may seem.