#ranpo imagines

[chiliyue-archived]

physical affection

includes; dazai, chūya, ranpo, atsushi

tags; these get just slightly suggestive (but its nothing too much).headcanons + some drabbles & shorts. these r longer than it should be - I got so carried away

I just woke up so if u find mistakes pls let me know :) I'm posting this before I come up with an excuse to delete it altogether

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—DAZAI

handsy - that's really the only descriptor you need.

honestly, everyone knows you're his partner with how he acts around you; hand on your thigh, waist, shoulder. having to kindly smack him on the back of his head when his hands trailed a little too far-

^ only for him to send you a pout and doe like eyes that fade when you indulge him a kiss. he has zero shame (often at the expense of receiving a sneer from kunikida who had the misfortune of witnessing sometimes. even then, he didn't stop kissing you)

favorite spot is the inside of your palms and knuckles - with a lingering yield on your pulse point. if you ever kiss those areas on him, he'll have cartoon hearts around him & everything

holding his face though? call him your pretty boy or literally anything sappy and he thinks he might just die on the spot.

on the flip side he's also… a bit of a bitch.

traces your bottom lip tauntingly with his thumb, the other is cupping your head to keep your gaze on him. he maintains keen eye contact and relishes in the way you crack while he remains steady.

his mouth is so close that when he speaks, you could feel it vibrate against your lips. but he never closes the distance, he makes you do that instead for teasing benefits :/(if you're shorter than him, it's so over)

revoke his kissing rights and he trails like a lost puppy behind you. " just one, bella?" he whines when you maneuver your head away. it's cute seeing him get all pouty - not so much when his patience runs thin and he takes matters into his own hands

-> caging you in his physique and kissing you hard. fingers calloused are rubbing against your jaw or brushing past your ear to interlock, teasing the surface of the skin as he does so. he enjoys the tremors and shivers it elicits, such reactions becoming burned in the back of his head.

you could barely make a sound with the vigor he expresses his cravings in with your bottom lip becoming captured between his canines

contrary to his theatrical displays, however, i also believe he exhibits a softened demeanor when cherishing you proper (soft dazai agenda)

the tempo of his kisses are slow yet not in accordance with his teasing. while the meandering of his hands grows greedy, when he speaks his voice is reduced to a low whisper, mumbling sweet phrases with each kiss.

✿

dazai wants to blame the bottom of sake for his vermillion flushed cheeks. more alarmingly, he wanted to ignore the way his heart squeezed when you reciprocated the kiss.

" darling," he pulls away, studying your expression. your hair was tousled, a swell blooming on your bottom lip from his recurrent nibbling and ministrations. the moment wasn't perfect, but he could bask in it for a lifetime. " are you getting sleepy?"

the pretty brown eyes you met were half-lidded and blinking. his bangs traced along your forehead from where he hovered, and if you squint, perhaps you would have noticed how the pink of his cheeks deepened the tiniest bit when you laughed at the tickling sensation.

you murmur something intelligible, the words swallowed by his mouth; he shivers when the syllables reverbate against him and the hand at your hip falters slightly. when he reels back, he remains close enough for his forehead to brush yours.

" repeat that, love."

" i said," you mumble, kissing the corner of his mouth. " can we to stay like this forever?"

almost instantaneously his body shakes in anticipation, heart lurching at the sincerity; how can you be so honest to a known liar like him? he slowly nods, his body arching until your chests were touching and breath pricked at your cheek. ever greedily, he seeks out another exchange, this one careful with a lingering touch of desperation.

an "okay" became lost as he gingerly grabs your chin, angling it just the tiniest bit to deepen it. in between the withdrawals and recoil, dazai chooses to ignore the way his breath stills in the pinnacle of moment, made potent when he twines his hand with yours. he provides the appendage a firm squeeze in coordination with the stirring in his chest, your inhales and exhales becoming synchronized.

he can't lie, he's been thinking just as much.

✿

dazai also likes your hands. chances are his are bigger than yours and he finds himself comparing hand sizes with you. his eyes crinkle when your fingers are dwarfed by his.

adjoined limbs are swayed back and forth when you walk together. same applies with intertwined legs, but when he's not busy doing that, he's playing footsie beneath the table.

he needs to be with you whenever he can!! the spot across your table remains permanently empty as he makes a home of sitting as close as possible next to you instead

he can't even be embarrassed with overly sappy displays, not when he's loving it twice as much. " good morning, osamu," you once said, palms cupping his face. he doesn't know if something has ever made his heartbeat spiked as hard as that did. " can I have a kiss?"

if he didn't turn to putty from the request alone, then it was the way you circled your thumbs on his cheekbones when he brushes his lips to yours. tentatively, he curls his hands behind your waist, holding you close before you get too far.

" can i have some more?" his eyes are shimmering in mischief as ever but his skin has progressively grown warmer since you've found him.

dazai is cuddly. getting to hold you close and listen to your heartbeat? yeah, he could die happy right now

unsurprisingly, napping with him is among his favorite passing time activities.

the closest you may get to see a vulnerable side to him is if you card your fingers through his hair. admittedly, he finds it troubling how his built-up walls crumble so easily with a couple of strokes. but the only thing he can focus on now is the sensation of fingers devoid of pain carefully tend through his hair and how warm his chest feels

kisses on the forehead when you're in need of comfort ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

✿

" i'm right here, love." when you glance up at him with red eyes and puffy cheeks he could feel his heart break right into two. even more so when your voice cracks and he tries to hide the way his face drops when it echoes in the somber ambience.

attentively, he cups your cheeks as his lips apply delicate pressure against your forehead. he sighs when he feels your trembling hands subdue and your breathing regulate; its panning against his skin rivaled any other comfort he could ever receive.

" better?" when you nod, he could feel his grin return, just a bit weaker. " today has been hard on you. get some rest."

" can you stay with me?" he already knew the answer in his head but it still makes chest swarm tremendously.

he gives your hand a gentle squeeze, lips brushing your forehead again. " of course."

he wasn't the one needing comfort and yet he still felt a deep-rooted tingle right in his chest when you hugged him closer than usual. he depised the circumstances behind it, but he couldn't deny the way it made his barren chest feel less akin to a husk when you felt so secured against him.

his hands start to comb shrough your hair, watching as the strands bend between his fingers and he ensures to provide your scalp proper attention now and again.

he wasn't sure if he'll be able to sleep, he was more concerned in making sure you did.

he blinks when you move to press your cheek against his chest, right where his heart should be. " thank you," your words were muffled against clothes, sending vibrations along his bones.

" you don't have to thank me." he places a last kiss to your forehead, the longest one of the night. his legs shift to intertwine with yours, listening keenly to the sound of your breath until it slows into an assuaging rhythm.

dazai can't recall the last time he had to take care of someone. it's made apparent as he grapples with uncertainty - almost becoming overwhelming with how powerless he felt in the situation.

though tonight, he was sure to hold you a little tighter.

✿

likewise if you kiss his scars and the skin beneath the bandages, he could feel the breath in his throat still and his heart do cartwheels. it's been so void of human touch for so long and he appreciates the care you exhibit towards something he considers to be ugly.

" all better now!" you punctuated your words with a kiss to the newly coiled cotton on his arms. dazai could do nothing but swallow hard, his "thank you" mumbled under his breath; he didn't like the pain, but it wasn't so awful when you spoiled him like this ♡

neck kisses + scattering the expanse of your throat with baby bruises you can not hide. afterwards, he traces it out with his index finger while he takes in the markings with great interest.

when it starts to fade he gladly renews them

✿

" that tickles," you murmur, voice reduced to a whisper; you couldn't trust yourself, not with dazai scattering kisses along the exposed patches of your neck. the rehearsal of which doesn't falter, even when you tug on his increasingly unruly curls.

" my apologies, 'bella," you wince as he captures a patch of your skin between his teeth. " i think i've found my favorite form of art." he has the gall to feign a tone of sympathy, lips arcuated at the growing disparity.

in addition to the nibbling, his fingers skimmed along your torso, moving in taunting lines he knew ran your sanity thin. dazai knew all the places that made you shiver, it was a piece of information that became abused with the movement of his hands in that moment.

against your rationality, you sunk into his touch, fingers twitching along his roots. it brought a simper you couldn't see but his satisfaction is made apparent when his actions grow sloppy, scattering along the expanse of your throat and meandering along your collarbone.

" you had every chance to leave," he smirks when you don't reply, content with the way your nails briefly printed on him. predictably, he gives another nibble on your skin, tugging back gently. " this might be my favorite spot."

right on the center of your unguarded throat.

" i can't hide those there."

he laughs, breath cascading skin. " that's what i want, darling." he thinks he might lose himself when you bring a particular tug in his hair, a sound akin to a grunt reverberating against your throat.

" you're being mean." dazai makes the mistake of pulling back, gracing him with your disheveled hair, reddened lips and growing streaks of red. already he finds it to be his favorite piece of jewelry.

" don't look so down," he pressed a kiss to one of the blooming blemishes, grinning as it became more pronounced. " you'll get your turn soon."

-

—CHŪYA

he takes his gloves off when he goes to touch your face. he doesn't want the sensation of skin on skin to be hamper by the piece of article.

kisses to your temples & neck are exchanges he shares on the frequent. though depending on the height difference, it may also be a gesture reserved for when you're sitting on his lap or cuddled up into him. head kisses in particular feel appropriate for anything really

as for himself, i'd say he likes to be kiss on the lips(mainly so he can distract from the growing crimson that tickles his forehead)

but it's hard with the handsome face chūya has. his growing pout tells you he's growing impatient when you favor his cheeks, but the hand gripping your sleeves are so counterproductive

" can you do it properly?" he gruffs, brows furrowing that weaken by your persistence. his skin was growing warm from the kisses you spoiled him with but it hardly compares to the proper thing on his lips, aching for the familar sensation almost painfully.

he shivers when you trail to his mouth, just shy of it and his grip tightens. " like this?"

his eyes flutter shut when you close the distance and before he could realize it, his hands began to sift through your hair. " yeah," his exhale was shaky, voice dropping to a low lilt. " don't stop that."

he sleeps with his head buried in your stomach - his nose is brushing against your abdomen with toned arms slithering around you like a form of cocoon

it reaches a peak when you brush your thumb over his scalp, and you can physically note the way the muscles in his body sink. you can't see his face, greeted instead by a cascade of reds; but his lips pull into a grin at the action

it grants you the opportunity to play with his hair. and sometimes, when he wakes up to find the claw clips and cute brooches that push his bangs aside and show off his pretty eyes, he won't be tempted to remove them right away.

✿

he wanted to roll his eyes when he saw you pull out the collection of hair clips, taunting pastels and neons gawking back at him. but he has to admit, he stopped caring the moment you started to play with his strands of hair. the locks weaved through your fingers, silky and soft stirring a form of ease that compels him to remain still. when he did move, it was only in an effort to bring himself closer, almost like snuggling(though he profusely denies it as such and regards you a scoff that doesn't compliment the rest of his actions).

had he not been treading precariously the boundaries of sleep, he may have been able to pick up on the way his heart quickened; a solace riveting up his spine and leaving in the form of a breathy sigh.

he blinks his eyes at you, nose scrunched up when you start mapping out his handsome features with your thumb. " you're getting distracted."

you acknowledge his statement with a coy grin and chūya felt his heart swell even at its simplicity. "i know." you move to press your lips to his forehead; if the smile wasn't enough to dissipate the frown on his face, that was the drug.

a flash of color peeks in the corner of his eye as you draw another clip. " i was just wondering how you would look in pigtails," you joke and chūya could feel his face twist— eye twitching at your jest.

" you're pushing your luck."

" it won't be that bad, chū."

" i could leave right now." his voice was terribly unconvincing when brooches adorned his head.

" you would have left a long time ago." you grin when he doesn't refute you. " just relax."

chūya knows he's defeated when you thumb his scalp again, eyes screwing shut involuntarily. " you're enjoying this too much," he grumbles. he tilts his head to the side, granting you access to his hair, hands falling pilant against your thigh. it bewilders him how much relief washes over him as you start to pry the strands apart again.

you know he's fallen asleep when he stopped replying to your ramblings; his words going from full sentences, to sporadic words and then slurred vowels. when you peek down, he's resting comfortably on your lap, lips slightly parted and allowing light snores to fill the silence.

chūya is far too deep in his subconscious to contemplate anything, but if he could, he thinks he might just get addicted to this.

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a clingy drunk. in addition, the alcohol is effective at loosening his tongue, resulting in declarations of his undying love that are muffled when he goes head first into your stomach (≧▽≦)

in lieu of that, he likes to spoon you, with himself being the big spoon. he has his head in the crook of your shoulder, and you feel his inhales and exhales against your skin.

he likes your body heat, it grounds him to earth and coaxes a soft demeanor that he fails at suppressing

thoughtful when it comes to kissing in the public eye. he isn't fond of drawing that form of attention to your relationship, but he isn't opposed to stealing a couple of kisses now and then.

it's fast, it's simple and enough to satiate you and himself. and it's enough to tell onlookers that he's your bf

it that didn't give the memo, its the gloved hand on your waist that spoke to people that you were taken.

though that doesn't stop him from tugging you closer in a spur of his protective tendencies. it's a subconscious act he does when you pass a group of people or when yokohama is notably crowded. it's not merely because he's short and is worried about losing you to the sea of wayfarers(at least thats what he tells you) - rather, it roots from a concern that's only repleted when he knows you're safe

behind close doors, however, his kisses lack patience if the way he's gripping your clothes is anything to go by. and while he demonstrates a growing restlessness, he remains pensive to his own strength and withdraws to give you proper time to catch your breath.

but he knows exactly what to do intensify each one and make your brain go hazy

cupping your cheeks, tilting your head, voice speaking in a meticulous timbre that shakes your skull. you're far too consumed in the kiss to recognize when his free hand has found its way to your back, gliding along the spine before slipping beneath the hem.

his gloves are cold against your skin, mumbling a faint 'sorry' that's nearly swallowed when he brushes his lips to yours for nth time.

the limbs explore along the dips and contours, pinching your sides and smirking into the kiss when you yelp in surprise (inwardly, his heart is beating so fast, he wonders if you could hear it when his chest is pressed against yours.)

without the gloves, his hands are a hint warmer. but even warmer are his cheeks when you press kisses to it. he knits his brows together in an attempt hide how much he likes; ultimately, he betrays himself when he pulls you closer

✿

" what the fuck are you doing," he stammers as you press a kiss to his warm cheeks. despite himself, he makes no effort to move when you brush your lips on the other - even warmer than the neighboring pair.

"kissing you," you hum. "... want me to stop?"

" no." he hates how fast the words left him and he hates how you grin at that. it was just the thing to crumble his resolve - and more specifically, it's just the thing to make him go mellow, subservient to your ministrations with his heart beating erratically - even within the scrutiny of strangers and coworkers.

" give me a warning next time." he wants to frown but the expression dies when you crane your head to make contact wherever you can reach. in reponse, an arm finds purchase on your hip, shuffling you closer until you are nuzzled up to his build.

he wasn't sure what rumors would circulate if people saw him being soft - and frankly, he couldn't bring himself to quite care much about the prospect either; inwardly, he was already missing the rehearsal of your lips on his, a desire not easily quelled and he was far more occupied with fixing that.

you let out a confused hum when he suddenly taps at your cheek indignantly. " well?" a thumb hooks beneath your chin, bringing you just shy of his mouth. "are you going to finish what you started?"

✿

when he's making kissy faces with his partner, it's nobody's business.

if you have dimples, he kisses those, each one before concluding it off with your lips

chūya just likes to be in contact with you in some way really. longing to hold your hand and scribe incoherent phrases on the palm. reflected in the way his feet nudge closer to yours and how he never fails to hold your hand beneath the table. when handing you items, he reveals a form of reluctance when he detaches away.

i really want to say he does that thing where he places his fedora over his chest when he kisses your knuckles. he tries really hard to maintain eye contact, but it falters when you send him a beam that makes his chest ache from beating so fast.

and lastly, he never leaves without getting a goodbye kiss first.

✿

" you're forgetting something." chūya vexed— furrow brows bruising his otherwise neutral expression. he hasn't moved from where he stood, silhouette stilled by the partition with nothing but the perpetual tapping of his foot to remind you of his presence. it took all of your strength to push back your laughter at his childish display.

" i am?" you question with a tilt of your head. the inquiry rewarded you with a huff from the former, lip twisting into a frown. admittedly, he looked cute when grumpy, pretty dark eyes tracking you behind colored bangs.

" my kiss?" an index finger points to his neglected lips, promptly chooses to ignore the red hue that harbored along his cheeks, tickling his forehead tauntingly.

chūya tracks your movements as you stride forward, cupping his cheeks within your palms. he resists the urge to close the distance himself - as alluring as it was - he sought out satisfaction when you comply with a genlte kiss. against his own volition, a breathy and likewise dreamy sigh leaves him, just barely audible by the exchange.

his hands sneak down to rest on your waist, twitching when you press a final peck to his cheek. promptly, you decide not to comment on the way a grin was threatening to crack on his oh so serious face.

" better?"

"very."

-

—RANPO

yk in the movies where the guy picks up the girl and spins her around when they kiss? ranpo wants you to do that with him but he's the girl.

piggyback rides ! except he's the one on your back :/ " to the detective agency, y/n!" he jabs out a lithe finger, his dimple smile steady even when you meet him with a glare over your shoulder. it makes him more eager than anything, face squishing against your cheek as he loops his legs around your waist.

" don't give me that look" he exasperates, a brow quirk at your nonverbal response. " the world's greatest detective can't be in better hands."

" you can get there yourself," you sigh, averting your gaze back in front of you. it was hard to fight against him, his persistence shaping your decision the longer he clinged to you.

" thats the boring alternative. duh," he breathes, nuzzling his cheek against your hair. " you know me better than that. besides, i like it when you hold me."

likes kissing you. he will rope up any excuse to steal a kiss. he finished a piece of paperwork? he deserves a reward. finished eating a cookie? kiss the crumbs off. you have absolutely nothing else to do? well, his lips are right there, give him a smooch <3

his kisses taste sweet, the faint traces of chocolate and jams coating his lips. it won't be too far from him to make you guess the flavor of cake he had that morning, but really you think he's just trying to pull more kisses from you. cause he is

✿

" tastes sweet." ranpo shudders when the words vibrate against his lips, cheeks deepening to a rosy hue but the playful glint in his eye ceases to falter. " banana or strawberry?" you blink, a pensive look comprising your features.

a hand cups the back of your head, bringing you close enough for your lips to hover his, still glossy in faint syrup. " nope~!" his proceeding laugh was cut short as he closed the distance again, the ache to kiss you too profound. and with you seated on his lap, he utilized the given opportunity greedily.

you resist the urge to gasp when his tongue swipes along your lower lip, with it the tinge of a fleeting flavor; you recall watching him eat something sweet and sugary in the morning.

he smiles against your mouth, savoring your reactions and attempting to draw out the kiss. " that's definitely strawberry," you contemplate.

ranpo whines when you withdraw, grip tightening against your hands in a stubborn display - it was perhaps the most desperate response you've gotten from him that evening. " are you lying?" you tease with a knowing look; you don't think you've ever seen him shake his head as vigorously as he did now.

" i think," he brushes the corners of your mouth, fingers settling against your chin. "you'll just have to kiss me until you get it right."

the possibility to ponder a response was stolen from you, swelling lips already chasing your own with renewed zeal. dumbfounded, you were naive to the abandoned slice of shortcake just a couple tables away. but by the time you discover it, your little game would be long forgotten.

✿

his childish demeanor often seeps through into his portrayal of affection, fond of sweeping you off your feet at the displays(and at times quite literally too)

it varies in forms; one day he can slump against you like a koala, grip like a vice. and the next he decides to randomly squish your cheeks and bring a kiss to your puckered lips

" ranpo-?!" you sputter, disoriented from sudden and hasty movement. you recall looking over some documents, the next you were gazing into wide green orbs and a nose bumping yours. a self-satisfied look curls on his face, relishing in the way your face fumes beneath his touch.

" surprise~"

" what was that for?"

" just wanted a kiss." he evades the hand on your cheek in favor of curling your bangs around his finger. " i'll come back for more."

he's shameless, unafraid and bold. perhaps not to a similar depth as dazai, but ranpo yields an unpredictability that easily leaves you mellowing in his ministrations

blows raspberries on your cheeks and palms just to coax a laugh from you. it's a reaction he can't help but mimic too and implores you with a "my turn!" while tapping his cheek expectantly.

has probably nibbled on your cheeks at some point too…. :/

likes to hold your hand, slipping it into space randomly and nonchalantly. he sticky like that; appearing from thin air and finding your hand trapped with his.

even better if you sit on his lap or vice versa

when you sleep, he lays on top of you because he doesn't want you to leave him alone. plus! it provides him the perfect advantage to pepper his lips on your collarbone or other patches of expose skin

goodnight kisses (and nap kisses) are a must and he turns greatly fussy when denied such "necessities" as he puts it

✿

" i'm only going to get a glass of water," you reassure him, sweeping his messy bangs aside to press a kiss to his forehead. the crease between his brows goes slack, but his grip remains fixed; it was late, and the last thing ranpo wanted was for you to leave your spot on the futon. " i promise."

his eyes surveyed your face for an inexplicable answer and the fidgeting of his fingers against your forearms tells you he's hesitant.

a silence shrouds the dorm before he speaks again, voice weakened and resigned - it almost made you want to stay in bed with him, enveloped by the unspoken words and his endless aura of affection. " okay." you trace your finger over his cheek, pallid and smooth beneath the pad - the gesture was persuasive enough for his grip to grow lax. he didn't let you get too far yet however, an outstretched pinky waiting before you. he bestows you a broaden grin when you accept it, pressing a kiss to the tip of the adjoin digits.

he doesn't leave your side even as you fix yourself a glass of water, your shared blanket haphazardly draping his shoulders and trailing behind him. he lingers by your arm even as the facet runs, interrupting his thoughts with tired green blinking in impatience. and he watches you through his bangs as you replenish your thirst, already looping your arm and guiding you back to your futon.

not a second after your head meets the pillow, ranpo wraps himself around you, dawning a smile now that you're back with him. he didn't care if his elbow was probed at an odd angle, he just wanted to be as close to you as possible.

" you can't fall asleep yet!" he whines, pulling on the sleeves of your shirt languidly. " it's only fair if you give me a kiss."

" i gave you one earlier."

his gaze shifted to a mixture of displeasure and yearning, small hands pulling eagerly on the fabrics of your clothes. his pleading green eyes made it hard to resist his demands, obscuring into a candid vulnerability you seemingly wielded over him.

" but," ranpo leans close enough for his nose to brush yours, messy fringe framing his sleepy face. his hands flex around your palms, nails scuff on the contours, voice going so low you almost didn't hear him. " i can't fall asleep without it."

✿

pinches your cheeks when in vie for your attention. in any case, he isn't against stomping his foot and whining as a last resort :<

his pout dissipates when you grant him with a collection of kisses or allow him to sit on your lap, fiddling with the ends of your hair or scribbling random phrases on your thigh that he makes you guess

i wouldn't put it against him to randomly jump into your arms or back. the questioning glances he receives hardly impedes him, instead murmuring an "i miss you," into your shoulder. he quivers in your arms when you comb your fingers through his hair, eyes squeezed shut in an air of bliss.

when it comes to deep embraces, he nestles against you akin to a cat, hands pawing wherever he can reach with greedy intent. and that cloak of his can easily encompass the pair of you, performing as a makeshift den of sorts. it feels like your enclosed own little world with him pressing kisses along your face like a butterfly

ranpo is attentive, all too familiar with your habits including the ones you don't cognitively account for. he notes the way you fidget with your fingers, and increasingly it came to be with his fingers you grew fidgety with. if you have a habit of tugging your sleeve, it's not your sleeve you're tugging on anymore but his instead.

he comes to recognize these patterns and responds in kind either with a squeeze to your clasped hand or tapping against your skin in a form of code.

has love hearts in his eyes when you offer to feed him. if he's feeling kind, he'll reciprocate the gesture, though, often at the expense of getting something he wants.

napkins are overrated, kissing off the crumbs or using his thumb are so much more favorable alternatives to him

" say ah~"

you cocked a brow as sugar became smeared on your lip - hardly helped by the titter coming from him. ranpo's persistence was tenacious and the myriad of his treats proved to be bottomless. you weren't sure how many treats you've been fed at that point but it's evident the former found enjoyment from the coddling as evidence of his dimpled smile.

ranpo offers you another confection, a velvety cookie glazed in congealed frosting. when you indulgently take a bite, the filling melts in your mouth and the taste of vanilla floods your taste buds.

" it's good right?" he gives you a smile as he observes your face, brightening when you react positively. " i got them just for you. i knew they were your favorite."

he suddenly pauses, eyes fixating toward your direction. he pays little heed to the look you send him, not when his gaze centers south; that should have been your first sign to up and leave - you want to blame his bribery of treats for your reason to stay.

" you got crumbs all over your face," he said, eyes squinting. while his tone was gentle with a trace of mirth, the way his eyelashes batted innocently at you alluded otherwise. ranpo always held a resurgent glimmer in his eyes, one that he couldn't blink away easily.

he hastily stops you before you could grab a napkin to dapple it away, residing to instead run his thumb along the corners of your mouth. the deliberate proximity catches you off guard and given how his lips shift into a faint smirk; that was exactly the reaction he was hoping to coax.

" much better," he leans back but not without pressing a peck to your nose first.

he plucks out another cookie - and much to your surprise doesn't eat it down right away. more accurately, he crudely cracks it half, revealing an abundance of sugary filling hidden within the confines. without a hint of hesitation, he dips a finger into the cream frosting and messily swatches it against his mouth.

his dimpled smile doesn't leave him for a second even as he slots in front of you directly. his pink cheeks and light stutter chipped away at his facade but his green eyes and lips pulled into a firm beam remained confident.

you almost detested the way it was infectious otherwise you would have rolled your eyes.

ranpo reached out to cup your cheeks, waiting. " it's only fair you do it back, okay?"

-

—ATSUSHI

he holds a lot of hesitation when it comes to enacting anything physical and it shows.

modest, never performing any actions without your explicit consent. even so he exercises slow movement and allows you the opportunity to withdraw if you so desire.

he follows you around a lot though, seeking comfort from being your presence

it shows in the way he inches himself closer to you when you're in the general vicinity. in the way he glances at you for confirmation before lacing fingers. in the way he scoots his chair to close just so his thigh is just slightly nudging yours.

he questions how you're able to be so composed even with something as minimal as brushing clothed skin because inwardly he's going abrack and he can't focus on anything else

" atsushi are you listening to what i'm saying?" your voice broke him from his stupor, head perking up

in the following moment he could do nothing more than let out a nervous laugh, eyes fluttering in companion of scarlet cheeks. " ye- i… erm.. can you repeat that please?"

actually him -> (〃´𓎟`〃)

his favorite physical attributes about you are your hands, i think! they're so strong, and it fits into his perfectly <3 he can spend an hour just tracing the lines along your palm and appreciating the details

as such he's a hand holder as well. he shyly links his pinky with yours before gradually lacing the rest of the digits. when he looks at the joined limbs, it's like a shot of comfort runs right through him.

✿

you often catch him peering at you in the corner of his eyes, mosaic of yellows and purples squinting in intrigue. presently, his hands go clammy, fidgeting against his pants at a random manner; it was a common gesture of his, one that didn't go by unnoticed by you.

" something wrong?" he eases up a bit at the sound of your sincere tone.

" no, not at all," he gives off a nervous laugh, hand scratching the back of his neck. too far into his nerves, he failed to to recognize how the area became chafed. " i was just wondering," he paused, lips shaped into a bashful smile. " can i… hold your hand?"

atsushi didn’t have a mirror on him but he doesn't doubt that his face can put tomatoes to shame.

fortunately, the stiffened muscles on his back go slack at the giggle you release, a nervous chuckle pouring from himself. the erratic beat of his heart meanwhile, resumed its ricochet against his sternum, blood pounding on the lobe of his ear.

"you don't have to be so hesitant about holding my hand, 'sushi." you accentuated the statement by dipping your palm to take his.

it's evident he takes your words to heart, as next time he wordlessly hooks his index finger with yours before properly weaving the rest of the appendage. it was like a perfect puzzle, he reckoned and he gave his head the faintest tilt to gaze at it.

without realizing it, he rolls his thumb over the knuckles, savoring the exchange and the sensation of your fingertips on his. you haven't even spoken a word and already, his heart fills immensely full.

and if you pay attention, you may even catch him grinning at the presumably courageous gesture he mustered himself to do. his clammy palms tell you he's nervous, but it's hard to resist him when he's genuinely trying so hard.

✿

when he does garner the confidence however, he holds his hand out for everything; helping you out of the car(princess treatment w him tbh!), guiding you to bed when you're really sleepy, or when he just needs to be in some form of contact with you. he may even take it a step and pepper some kisses on the knuckles or rub the joints

moving his hand along your back when you're having a bad day of sorts. he may even resort to drawing shapes or random designs with the back of his nail as he listens to all your troubles

whenever your face scrunches up he kisses the pinched muscle until it goes loose again.

" there's that smile." he pushes aside his diffidence for your sake, cupping your cheeks before pressing kisses along your cheeks.

for himself, he finds a sort of reprieve by lying down on your lap. the moment his head makes contact with your thighs is like instant relaxation for him.

and all he can pay attention to afterwards is the sensation tickling his ribs and the way you mindfully took his roots within your fingers.

he seeks stability in such actions; his deep exhale occupying your dorm and meandering with the dust particles that float around him. he doesn't even realize how he's nuzzling closer into your body, eyes squeezing shut when you favor his scalp for a few seconds.

if he could purr, he would

kissing the tips of your fingers and hugging you from behind ♡

its the best form of affection he could ask for when he comes home groggy and sore from work

✿

" i'm home." exhaustion claws at his voice, movements stiff and sluggish as he strips of his tie and other accessories. his eyes surveyed the area, searching until…

a pop of familiar hues sweep into his vision. it revitalizes just enough energy to sustain a pair of open eyes, belied to the fatigue housed prior.

" welcome home, 'sushi." you greet with a smile he couldn't help but mimic even as the muscles in his body disagreed with it.

your mouth moves to mumble something else, but the words become intelligible to his ears. he was more far more concerned in slumping into the crevice of your shoulder, head falling into familiar position.

" miss you," he murmurs, rubbing his cheek against you, affectionate as ever. his hands wander down to your waist, finding the hemline. perhaps his growing daze subdued his rationality, for his hands slipped beneath, pinky faintly hitting skin.

" let's go." you gently tugged on his arm, intending to guide him to your futon; you only managed a couple steps before his grip went firm. almost uncharacteristically. when you turn your head, your met with a pair of fluttering lashes gazing at you - droopy but in its reflection was an intangible touch of fondness.

" this is fine," he brushes his lips to your cheek. the gesture was sloppy but enough to rekindle a grin on your face. " just want you here."

his finger sprawled against your stomach, heart hastening when you leaned back into him. he took the opportunity to douse himself in your comfort, relishing when you brush your fingers past his ear and scratch along his head.

he feels himself sink more when your nail caught a certain spot, just lateral to his head.

if it weren't for your voice breaking the silence, he would have surely fallen asleep at that moment.

" i'm right here," you murmur. " go ahead and rest." he wasn't sure how those words could weigh heavily on him as it did and also provide him the lull to drift off to sleep. but it didn't matter. the real thing is so much better than he can ever imagine.

✿

when you cuddle together, he prefers to settle with his hand or head where your heart should be. the thumping is so reassuring, especially when his insecurities pipe up. he needs to know you're still there :(

on the days he can't sleep, he finds himself playing with your fingers: gently flexing the joints and counting the knuckles

he's docile at anything routley intimate; fuming a pair of uncomfortably hot cheeks and legs reduced to jelly. his words often come in the form of stutters and slurred syllables, the slightest of touches jolting him.

his actual kisses though are gentle and considerate, favoring areas such as your hands and cheeks.

in contrast, the drawn-out gestures are hesitant at first. when it came to the first kiss, he had to swallow down his nervousness.

" did i do okay?" he inquires, eyeing your countenance. he feels a crash of relief when a grin curves on your lips and in turn he flashes you a dazzling amiable smile.

"good." he nods at that, removing the space again with the intentions of lengthening it and making it better than the last. good was fine, but he wants perfect when it came to you

when atsushi gets a taste of what physical affection can be like; pecks at his face, squeezing your hand and spooning you close - he's hooked. and he wants more, becoming akin to an insatiable pit. and it's profound.

he yearns for more kisses and lingering embraces that set his nerves aflame. he yearns to be closer to you until it was just impossible.

it also spurs a part of him(and in consequence of his ability as well) a yearning to leave some markings along your skin. he tries to be considerate in where he places it, but he himself is awful at hiding his own blemishes.

✿

a shaky expression drops on his face, the faint pink on his cheeks deepening to a cherry blush. he wasn't familiar to having your lips press beneath his chin, outlining the thrum of his throat - you could feel it's cadence whenever he sharply exhales, in pair of his palpitating heart.

even within his daze, atsushi remained cautious to not sink his nails into your shoulders. in comparison, he fails to suppress his shudder when your lips brush against a particular spot, air knocked from his chest.

when you glance up at him, his face contorts into a form of raw desperation, tugging onto your clothes until you were just shy of his mouth. meekly, he tries to not linger his gaze on your lips as you spoke; " is this fine?"

it's like you're teasing him, puffy magenta lips gawking at him and he wants nothing more than to kiss you again.

" it is." from the corner of his eye he could make out the faint reds that probed from his clothes hemline, dotting along his collarbone like swatches of paint. he doesn't think he'll ever grow use to it, filling him with an exhilaration he reasons can't be replicated elsewhere.

" i like it actually." his eyes squeezed shut in an effort to steady the eruption of red on his cheeks but it did little to quell his racing heart when you cupped his face, pressing a kiss to his mouth.

" i'm glad, you look handsome like this."

his smile reaches his eyes. "you look pretty too." his nails dug into his palms in an effort of restraint as he returns the gesture in kind.

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I was originally hoping to include fyodor but this was so long already. w/ him (& unfinished) it would be 8k words. I rlly want to do version for sigma and akutagawa too. ty boxing fyodor anon 4 enabling my behavior TwT

these have so much room for improvement but I've fiddled around with it sm (๑′°︿°๑). if this doesn't leave the drafts now, it never will. I'll fix mistakes laterrr

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[honeydazai]

Ranpo/reader + Dazai Osamu ➛ getting caught

content: nsfw, teasing, semi-public sex in a storage room, degradation ("slut", "bitch", etc), vaginal sex, finger sucking, thigh grinding | reblogs & comments appreciated!

~2,6k words | ao3 link | kinktober masterlist

There was something unnatural, something outright demonic about how terribly insatiable Ranpo was.

Often, this proved to be an advantage to you — you certainly weren't complaining whenever he spent hours between your thighs, eating you out with a tongue so clever it should have been illegal, or when he kept on fucking you even after having come already, not intent on stopping until you were sobbing out his name in desperate pleas.

Right now, however, you really wished he had some more decency, because humping you in the storage room when you both should have been working was awfully risky; too risky for your tastes.

“Ranpo—, we really should get back to work. Please.” Your voice sounded breathless, and you squirmed as the edge of the shelf dug uncomfortably into the soft skin underneath your shoulder blade. “Someone's going to wonder where we disappeared to.”

“So?” Ranpo's smirk was cheeky. “Let them wonder. You don't seriously believe Kunikida is going to suspect that we're making out in here.”

“Well, no, but—” You interrupted yourself with a tiny whimper as Ranpo once more rolled his hips against yours; your eyes fell closed on instinct, lashes fluttering against your cheeks. “Please.”

“See? You just invalidated your own concerns. He's not going to look for us. Just focus on me.”

“But someone else might”, you protested weakly, your eyebrows knitted together into a frown. The thought of Yosano or even Fukuzawa finding you both in such a compromising position wasn't a pleasant one. Or, even worse—

Ranpo merely clicked his tongue at you, mirth sparkling in his eyes as he raised a shoulder in a shrug. “You'll just have to stay quiet then.” He leaned forward, lips right next to your ear, voice low; “You can do that, right? Wouldn't want anyone to hear you mewling the way you usually do on my dick, right?”

Heat rose to your cheeks at those words and you narrowed your eyes in disdain, glaring at Ranpo. “I don't mewl.”

“Sure you do.” As if to prove you wrong, his leg suddenly pushed between your thighs, spreading them, and ground down against your crotch, a smirk causing the corners of his lips to twitch upwards when your breath caught in your throat.

A choked out moan left your mouth almost on cue, your legs trying to close again on instinct — in vain, of course.

Another jerk of his leg had you whimpering, his thigh all but rubbing insistently against your cunt, and even though layers of clothing were still hindering you from skin on skin contact, the sensation was intense enough to cause you to throw your head back with a high-pitched whine.

Even worse; your arousal was drenching your panties already, and, God, how were you supposed to keep on working while wearing these once Ranpo decided he was done?

“See? You're mewling like a bitch in heat, and I barely even touched you yet.”

Sometimes you forgot just what a sharp tongue Ranpo had.

The words were crude enough to make you try and hide your face in his neck, dark hair brushing against your forehead, and Ranpo snickered.

“What, are you embarrassed? I'm just stating the facts. I bet you'll be even louder once I actually get to fuck you.”

“Ranpo”, you whined, shaking your head against his shoulder, “We can't, seriously, imagine if someone walks in on us.”

Even though that was what you were saying, desperately trying to cling to the voice of reason, you were unable to stop yourself from grinding down against his thigh as arousal coiled in your abdomen, hot and heavy and terribly persistent.

Your clit was throbbing with need, and with each roll of your hips against his leg, you gasped, faint and high-pitched noises clawing their way out of your throat.

When you took your actions into consideration, your words really weren't convincing.

It seemed Ranpo thought the same.

“Hey, I'm not keeping you from leaving.” His smirk was sleazy, green eyes half-lidded as he pulled away just far enough to get a proper look at you. “If you think it's too risky, better get back to work before anyone notices you're missing, doll. I'll just get myself off.”

You whined in response. “You're unnecessarily cruel.”

“And you're indecisive. That's worse.” With those words, Ranpo pulled his leg back to push down his trousers, carelessly letting them pool around his knees as he grabbed his dick in one hand, a tiny moan falling from his lips. “So? What will it be? Brave enough to take some risks?”

It was getting increasingly difficult to still focus on what he was saying, you noted in the back of your mind. Instead, your attention was all but drawn to the way his cock twitched in his own palm when he rubbed over the flushed head of it, smearing thin precum around, and you were unable to stop yourself from squeezing your thighs together with sudden need.

“Ranpo”, you said, his name lingering between you, thick and tension-filled, and you honestly had no idea what you had been planning to say.

Eventually, as Ranpo raised an eyebrow in anticipation, you managed to choke a plea out, though you weren't sure what exactly you were asking for.

For more or for less, or for him to finally stop jerking himself off, because the sight was seriously driving you mad; the urge to sink down to your knees and suck him off was overwhelming, and yet your cunt was all but dripping with arousal, your own wetness sticking to your inner thighs.

You seriously didn't think you'd be able to handle it if he were to tease you right now.

There were going to be numerous opportunities to let him fuck your mouth in the future. Preferably when you weren't in semi-public.

“Made a decision?” Ranpo eventually quipped, still working himself, and the way he was all but thrusting into his own fist, yet sounded entirely unaffected, made you clench around nothing.

God.

You hesitated for just a moment, worrying your bottom lip between your teeth and watching with some satisfaction as Ranpo's gaze dropped down to your mouth. “Fuck me”, you said, then adding; “Please, just be quick about it.”

Ranpo smirked, wide and all teeth. “With pleasure, darling.”

A second later, you were being turned around, your cheek pushed against the shelf. Despite the position being anything but comfortable, you didn't protest when he flipped your skirt up, greedy hands going straight for your thighs, kneading soft skin through the thin fabric of your tights, only for them to rip a few moments later under his nails.

Your breathing stuttered in your chest as your legs were spread wide apart, your panties pushed down, and the fat head of Ranpo's dick nudged against your cunt. “You're absolutely terrible. I hope you'll get me a new pair.”

“You look prettier without them anyway.” Ranpo merely shrugged, unbothered, and just as you were about to say that this didn't get rid of the actual problem, it being the terribly obvious hole right over your crotch, he pushed into you with one smooth thrust.

The sudden stretch caused you to gasp, your back arching as you scrambled for purchase, finding nothing but a few old documents and the shelf's edge to hold onto.

“You could've at least prepared me.” Your voice was trembling. Luckily, Ranpo at least gave you a few seconds to adjust to his size before he pulled out of you, only to thrust back in, his narrow hips slapping against your plush ass.

“Thought you wanted me to be quick about it.” His smirk was audible in his voice. “Besides, you're wet enough to take me either way.”

You weren't able to do much more than whimper in response. At a particularly sharp thrust, your knees buckled underneath your own weight and a high-pitched cry, terrifyingly loud, left your mouth.

Ranpo whistled. “Seems like you really want to be caught”, he commented, the teasing tone to his voice mean; one hand of his rested on your hip as his pace increased, his thrusts deep enough to make you moan again and again, even as you shook your head almost feverishly.

“No? Are you sure? If you wouldn't want that, you'd at least try to keep quiet, but I don't see you biting down on your lip or even just holding your hand in front of your mouth.”

The words earned another whimper from you; this time, you felt oddly caught, like you had been trying to draw attention to you on purpose, though that couldn't have been farther away from the truth.

“I bet you'd just love it if someone were to see you like this, spread open on my dick. Our lovely secretary, always ready to help us detectives out, even if it's just by spreading her pretty legs.” A quiet laugh as you clenched instinctively around him; a reaction based on humiliation not guilt, you were sure. “See? I knew it.”

You were panting by now, your eyelids drooping and whole body shaking. It was terribly obvious that Ranpo's grip on your hip was the only thing still keeping you standing as he ground his hips against yours with slow and deep thrusts that had you tightening, wet walls pulsing.

Your mewls turned more needy the closer you got, impatience obvious in your whiny tone, and just as you were sure you were about to come did Ranpo stop moving at once.

An unhappy noise left your mouth, but before you were able to complain, two lithe fingers pushed past your lips, effectively gagging you.

Moments later, you finally realised why Ranpo had stopped his merciless pace — there were steps, light and irregular, approaching the exact storage room you were currently hiding in.

There was no lock on the door.

You tensed, clenching around Ranpo's dick without meaning to; the action earned you a barely stifled grunt.

“Guess your kink about getting caught is going to become reality”, he said, his raspy voice right next to your ear. “Hope it's not the President.”

Just as you were about to tell him to shut up, the steadily growing louder noise of dress shoes against tiles stopped.

Then, sunlight from outside flooded your sight and your breath caught in your throat as someone stepped into the tiny room, immediately closing the door again.

Your eyes widened as they met dark brown ones.

“My, my; now would you look at that?” Dazai's teasing tone made your blood run cold; ice water coursing through your veins as the terrifying reality of the situation sunk in. “Someone's avoiding work, it seems. How terribly naughty of you both.”

Ranpo scoffed. “And what are you doing in here? Definitely not working, it appears.”

God, he was still inside of you, his dick hard and hot and so close to nudging against your g-spot, and yet his voice sounded entirely unaffected.

That shouldn't have been quite this hot.

“Ah, you caught me. Clever as always, Ranpo.” Dazai's smile was cheeky. “I'm hiding from Kunikida. I'm sure he'll cave and do my paperwork if I'm not around.”

“Seems we both need this room then.”

“Yes, it seems so.”

Suddenly, Ranpo thrust into you, his hips slapping against your plush ass, and you all but keened at the sudden stimulation.

A mere second later, however, you found yourself to be nothing but terrified.

“Ranpo”, you choked out, horrified and with wide eyes, though you clenched around his dick on pure instinct; “God, Ranpo, stop, we can't—”

Your face was tingling with heat and embarrassment, and your sudden humiliation only worsened when he didn't stop; instead, he picked up his previous rhythm again, slow deep thrusts that had you whimpering and whining.

“Why should I?” You were able to all but feel Ranpo's lips curl into a smirk against your throat. “You're enjoying yourself quite a lot. I don't see a reason to stop, darl.”

A choked out noise left your lips. “But Dazai—”

“Saying another man's name while it's Ranpo fucking you?” Dazai suddenly quipped, his eyes alight with amusement. “That's rather impolite, bella. I'm just saying, but I'd be quite upset if I were him.”

As if to prove a point, two of Ranpo's fingers, still wet with your saliva, squeezed your pebbled nipple, meanly enough to make you shriek.

Tears welled up in your eyes, embarrassment blooming hot and heavy in your chest. “Ranpo, but he's—”

Dazai smirked, wide and feral. “Please, don't stop on my account.”

Ranpo huffed out a laugh, his breath warm against your neck. “See? He doesn't mind”, he said, and that was that.

Moments later, he reached down with one hand, lithe fingers circling around your throbbing clit, and you whimpered as your knees buckled, your head spinning. Your chest was heaving with each sharp inhale you took, your nipples rubbing against the fabric of your blouse, and you briefly wondered that you were still able to stand with how weak you felt.

At once, you noticed the wet clicking noise distinct in the room, not quite matching the rhythm of Ranpo's movements. It took you a while to figure out that it came out of Dazai's direction.

You regretted looking up the moment your eyes met his.

Dazai had sat down on the edge of a cupboard, leaning back leisurely, and one hand of his was steadily jerking his own dick off, his thumb swiping over the fat head of his cock. Precum dribbled down the girth of it while he held your gaze, entirely unashamed; smug, if anything.

The sight tore an unexpected moan from you, your walls pulsing around Ranpo's dick, and Dazai's smile widened.

“Someone's naughty”, he cooed, voice all but dripping with mirth as he tilted his head to the side, the motion oddly feline. A cat that had already caught the canary. “Do you enjoy watching me get myself off? My, that's so lewd, love.”

You merely whimpered in response while pointedly turning your head away again — or at least trying to do so. The second you hid your face in the crook of your elbow, Ranpo's hand fisted in your hair, grabbing a good chunk of it to keep you from doing so, and the sudden blur of pain and pleasure pushed you over the edge.

You came with a high-pitched moan, and it didn't take much more than a few thrusts until Ranpo spilled inside of you, liquid warmth filling you up as a whine left his mouth.

"You look terribly adorable like this, darling”, Dazai crooned, his tone patronising, and you pressed your lips together tightly to avoid making any humiliating noises as Ranpo pulled out, your loose cunt immediately clenching around nothing.

Not that the situation was able to get even worse.

Dazai eventually reached his own orgasm with an undoubtedly exaggerated moan, though you weren't about to call him out for the deliberate way his head fell back, exposing his throat, as he thrust into his hand; not when the picture was one for the Gods.

Eventually, when your breathing had calmed down, you huffed, your eyes narrowed. Despite the way you glared at them both, you doubted you looked all that intimidating right now. Ranpo's cum was still dripping down your thigh. “I'm starting to think you both planned this.” Your voice trembled.

Dazai glanced at you. “And why would we do that?”

“Like I know.” The second you took a step forward, planning to leave the storage closet quickly and rush to the bathroom, your legs gave out. It was only thanks to Ranpo's sudden grip on your hip that you didn't fall, and before you knew it, he pushed you down onto Dazai's lap, green eyes sparkling with amusement. “But I know you did.”

“You're being paranoid, bella.” His grin told you you were being anything but. Not that you got any opportunity to respond; moments later, long fingers pushed into your mouth, sticky with cum. “Be good and clean that up for me, will you?”

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[astral-gamma]

bsd x reader when some bsd men are talking to another woman or person and they seem to be getting just a liiiittle too comfy so reader get jealous and is clingy all day but doesn't speak and/or ignores them. reader can be fem or gn

fluff , no smut or seggs pls

chars: fyodor, nikolai, dazai, ranpo and whoever else you want! (but maily fyodor cuz i'm a s.i.m.p)

(i can see reader just dragging niko where ever she/they go but don't even make eye contact with him)

u wanted requests and i thoughts of this so you can do it whenever u want and also thank you!

Characyers: Fyodor-Dazai-Nikolai-Ranpo (separeted) making reader jealous ^^

Note!: this took so long yet i couldve done much better 'cause i dont really like it *cries*

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FYODOR 

Fyodor has been spending the whole day with this cute girl and ignoring you, it's not as we was cheating on you,you knew that, and you also knew that she Was just a pice for a new plan of his… yet he was only looking at her you kinda felt bad and sad. you felt a shockwave go through you as you  saw him smiling with her, a sudden jealously that I had not expected. His enthusiastic motions drew her in like a magnet as he leaned in a bit too near. You observed from a distance, creating fantastical stories about their friendship in your head. What were the secrets they were sharing during those giggly conversations? you couldn't help but feel irritated by his lack of interest.

As the day went by , dusk approached, the boy with darker locks eventually decided to come back to the house you shared.

Your cheeks were still wet from the tears you had just cried, and you were already fast asleep, cuddled up under the covers of your large bed. Fyodor, who was incredibly smart despite everything, saw this and knew right once what was going on.He knew what was coming for the day when he woke up the next morning with you in his arms (obviously, it wasn't bothering him in the least; in fact, he was just glad to have you close)... He probably knew that you had no intention of leaving him for at all, and for the rest of the day, Fyodor tried to work but was distracted by your soft touches and gentle actions. Eventually, he gave up and paid attention to you, giving you the cuddles and small gestures that you sorely needed.

"Still jealous my Mishka?"

You said nothing just stayed in is warmth “oh my,my dear i love you and you only”

DAZAI

we all know how dazai flirts with all girls but this time he went over the limit and spent the whole time talking to the waitress despite her and YOUR  discomfort. It was supposed to be your date and what does he do? Flirts and is with another girl!!!? 

When you were then on your way home he tried to talk to you and start a conversation but your responses were a simple "mh mh" or "yeah sure" in a cold and uncaring tone and this behavior went on until the next morning. You had calmed down and were getting up and noticed that the raven-haired boy had already disappeared to who knows where....

You got ready to go to work and noticed that your boyfriend was already there,without thinking much about it I took the chair and stood beside him linking your arms to his upper arm

He looked at you with a confused look

"Bella! You need"

No answer

"Bella?" 

No answer,just you snuggling into his arm

He understood and left you there while he did everything but work

NIKOLAI

Having a bright and cheeky nature, Nikolai would naturally draw attention from others.

You observed with a sinking heart as Nikolai struck up conversations with appealing girls.

You wondered, your mind racing with uncertainties and fears, "What if Nikolai prefers the company of those girls over me?"

You couldn't get rid of the uneasy sensation in the air that night as they sat by the fireplace because you couldn't look Nikolai in the eyes."What troubles you, my love?" With a soft voice, Nikolai questioned.

But you remained silent.You rushed up from where you were sitting and hopped on him, giving him a tight embrace without saying anything. The man realized after some consideration that you were probably overthinking things.

 Nikolai held your hands in his and soothed your anxious state with kind words of passion and love as his eyes softened with tenderness. He explained that while he appreciated the beauty of others, it was you who held the key to his heart, and no one else was comparable to you.

RANPO 

Ranpo acts and behaves in a very childish manner; he is direct in everything he says and does, frequently acting without hesitation.

He doesn't even understand it at first—he's the greatest investigator in all of Japan, yet he's incredibly naive—he doesnt even realise hes making you jealous and kinda feel bad.He didn't even look at you during a investigation in which you were tasked with assisting him, and he ignored you if you had something to say. All he was thinking about was that case and how he could make himself stand out and demonstrate that he was the greatest, the smartest, he and he only...

You'd be lying if you said this behavior wasn't upsetting you.You choose to remain in the distance, maybe to let time pass or in hopes that someone would eventually take notice of you.

Ranpo only returned to you a few hours later, mumbling about how foolish everyone was in comparison to him after Ranpo's Ultra Deduction had solved the case.

You didn't respond, and he realized right away—not because of his incredible deduction, per se, but also because he observed your depressing attitude.

He let you snuggle and love him because he knew deep down thats what you wanted and opened his arms to make you feel better and in hope you'll forgive him. 

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[urlranpo]

Boyfriend Ranpo | Bungo Stray Dogs

a/n These are just some general headcanons. I'm sorry for making this so long, sometimes I just have a lot to say about a character. Especially Ranpo because he's like one of my favorite characters. enjoy!

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It looks like it's so hard to fall for Ranpo with his cocky attitude and childish behaviors, but somehow, it's so much easier than it seems.

He will know you have a crush on him before you do, but he won't say anything about it. He's still unsure about his feelings for you. Does he like you, or does he like the attention you give him?

He might be a little shit, but he wants to be fair to you.

It might take a while, and some courage, but he'll eventually come to the conclusion that he does like you. How you ever put up with him in the first place is a mystery, but he's grateful for your patience.

One day he just decides that you're his and announces it, and of course, you're confused af.

What's the problem? You like him, he likes you, it only makes sense the two of you go out, right?

You're not opposed in the slightest, but it's very sudden. And he knew you liked him?? Of course, he knew, but still could've said something sooner.

You might have to have a private talk with him later, and surprisingly he's very serious and admits that he's liked you for a while, he just wasn't sure how to approach it since he was new to all this.

When the two of you start officially dating, it's almost like nothing has changed between the two of you. He gives you more attention than anyone else, but he was already doing that before you were dating.

There is one thing that has become different, though. As much as he's extroverted and boisterous in front of everyone else, when you're alone with him, he's somehow shyer than you remember.

Like said before, he's new to all this. He doesn't entirely understand romantic relationships, so he would appreciate a little push here and there, but most importantly, patience.

Ranpo will eventually get used to being in a loving relationship with you, and he won't be as awkward when you're alone. In fact, he becomes 20x clingier.

Your first kiss with him was very spontaneous. The only thing you were doing was talking about your day, and Ranpo comes out of nowhere and leans into to give you the softest kiss of your life. With all the sugar he eats and drinks, his lips feel like pillows. And of course, he acts oblivious about it.

He's very affectionate with you and shamelessly displays that affection in public. Why should he care what anyone else thinks? He adores you and he can't help it when he's "y/n attention deficit." When he does it at the ADA, he get numerous groans, but he doesn't care. He basically runs the place anyways.

Very reluctantly, Ranpo will share his treats with you. But you're the only person who is allowed to touch his candy and know where he stashes it. Loves it when you feed him his candies, saves him some of the work of unwrapping them.

A fun hobby of his is teasing you. There's nothing that makes him giddier than seeing your flushed face when teases you. You look so cute, and the fact that he can get such a reaction from you is stunning.

Isn't the type to be big on taking you on fancy dates. He honestly believes any quality time with you is a date. So, more likely than not, you're going to be the one to do any date planning if you're into that. Unless you push him (or Fukuzawa tells him he needs to treat you better) Ranpo won't usually plan any dates.

He will introduce you to both Fukuzawa and Yosano if you haven't already met them. They're the two people who feel the most like family to him and it's important that you all get along.

He will do everything in his power to protect you. Now, Ranpo isn't the strongest in the agency, but he is the smartest. Many of his decisions are meant to, not only keep the ADA and city protected, but to keep you safe.

Honestly, Ranpo doesn't know how he'll handle it if you were to get hurt. He would blame himself forever because he knows there's probably something he could have done to prevent it. So, make sure to reassure him if at all possible because you will get hurt sometimes, but it's in no way shape or form his fault. He can't control everything no matter how much he thinks he can.

Serious arguments aren't a common occurrence between the two of you. Most fights are over something stupid that aren't that deep. The "angriest" Ranpo has ever been with you was when you ate the last of one of his favorite candies. He sulked all day and refused to talk to you until you got him some new ones.

If there ever was a serious argument, he wouldn't exactly know how to deal with it. He doesn't like fighting with you at all. If he's the one that caused the problem, he becomes timid and would give you a moment to cool down before he apologized with his hat in his hands.

But if you were the one who caused it, he would be a little bit of a dick ngl. He would use his logic and just take you down a peg. He doesn't really realize he's being mean until the two of you take breather away from each other.

After it all, no matter who's fault it was, all Ranpo wants to do is be held. You both can talk or watch tv, he doesn't care as long as you're cuddling.

Overall, Ranpo might be a little conceited and a bit of a know-it-all brat, but he's your brat that you're stuck with forever. He could never imagine himself with anyone else.

Smut Below

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He's an enigma when it comes to the sexual stuff.

Ranpo has never been too experienced in the romantic department, so he's definitely not well versed in intimacy either. But he's not completely clueless.

He knows of some things, and there were countless amounts of people he's met on his cases that tried to get him in bed.

Always thought it wouldn't be a big deal to have sex, but when he realized he loved you, he became a little nervous. He might need a little bit of a guiding hand. He'll try and be the guide if, you, yourself, are a virgin, but he can't promise he'll be the greatest.

Like with all things, however, he learns. He takes note of everything you like and what makes your body jump. And before long, he's an expert when it comes to making sure your needs are being met and more.

Ranpo is more of a switch leaning sub than anything. He can fill either role, but he likes being taken care of the most. It's just in his nature.

When he's subbing, he can be a bit of brat at times, just begging to be shut up. And he does shut up real fast when you punish him. You never heard someone whine like he does. It's pretty cute.

Sometimes he just needs you to take care of him, though. It can be stressful when he has to make difficult decisions while working cases, so just release all that built up stress for him please.

Then there's the times where he's in control and takes revenge on you. He'll tease you until you cry, whether it's with his words or his tongue. As impatient as he is when you tease him, he somehow switches it up when it comes to teasing you.

Easily, he could spend hours working you up, just to rip away your chance of orgasm last second. He can read your body like the back of his hand, so it's no problem for him.

Huge on oral fixation and oral in general.

When it comes to his oral fixation, he loves to just suck on your tiddies. Small or big, he doesn't care as long as he has a nipple in his mouth. And he may or may not enjoy marking up your chest in hickeys. Somedays he's bold enough to go a bit higher and leave them on your neck. If anyone asks about them, he acts like he has no idea what they're talking about.

And then he just straight up loves oral. #1 enthusiast for both ways. Spending hours in between your thighs is a dream for Ranpo. He loves the way you taste. Says you're the sweetest thing he's ever had.

When he's receiving, he's a little embarrassed because you're sucking on his dick and he's moaning like hell. But god, does he love it. He'll never get over the feeling of your tongue pressed against his tip. It drives him crazy.

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[foranpo]

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˚ʚ b.stray.dogs. ˚ʚ ranpo. ˚ʚ hurt/little comfort.

ੈ♡˳────── enjoy the reading <3 ──────

"Maybe we're not meant for each other. Maybe in another life, but not in this one."

Your smile was forced, fake, accommodating all the tears that slowly trickled down your face. The anguish of your words was masked with a false certainty that came from within your mind, far from your heart.

You felt trapped, cornered, immobilized by your false belief that you weren't worthy of happiness, you weren't worthy of being loved. A huge storm flooded your heart, consuming your emotions in a sea of despair and pain, the impulsiveness of your words shaking your soul.

Why did you say that?

Why did you let such vile words slip from your lips, thirsting for pain, yearning for the hurt you would cause him?

Why did you allow yourself this vulnerability?

"Why?"

Ranpo's question tore your heart, breaking your soul with the tremors in the syllable of the question, the pain trapped in its pronunciation.

He was about to cry.

"Why do you think that?"

It was difficult to understand Ranpo, his words coming out low to contain his pain, his timbre sounding rough from the heat that had formed so quickly in his throat.

"Can't you see that I belong to you?" he looked at you, red eyes holding back tears, the glow in them threatening to fade if you walked out of his life. "Can't you see that everything I got, everything I am!, is because you're by my side? Can't you see that?"

You were listening to Ranpo, his words, although strong and aggressive, sounded calm and precise, charged with the love that came from his soul, driven by the need to have you by his side. Ranpo spoke clearly, angered by your words, hurt by your thoughts, but determined, completely determined, to show you the reality, all the facts of your history.

"I love you. Now and then. Today and tomorrow. It doesn't matter when, or where. I love you. Purely and simply. I don't care about fates or gods. I don't care if our history is written somewhere or if we've lived it in other lifetimes. What matters to me now is the present. And in the present I love you and I want to be with you. Don't you understand that?"

A pause to take a deep breath, carefully, quickly. Ranpo tried to hold back his tears a little longer as he watched you break down a bit more in front of him, his statements sounding blunt when delivered in his typical calm, logical tone.

"How can you say we're not meant to be together when I need you? How can you say such a thing when I know I could have it all, I could be anything, but I'd be nothing if I didn't have you? Can't you see? That we were meant to be together?"

But he couldn't take it.

Ranpo approached you calmly, afraid to see you refuse his embrace, not knowing what reaction you would have. Ranpo held your hand gently, nervous about the outcome of this argument, unsure of what you were going to do next. Ranpo spoke softly again, confident in his feelings, secure in your actions.

"Our souls may not be made of the same dust. Our conscience may have been corrupted in other lives. But I'm sure, I know, that we were made for each other."

Ranpo brought his forehead to yours, the first tear finally falling, easing some of the anguish that screamed inside him. His eyes closed, silence settling between you for the briefest of moments.

A moment of peace.

A moment of clarity.

Ranpo gently brushed his nose against yours with each murmured word of his, his soft lips passing gracefully over yours, like a ghost greeting you, as if wanting to remove all the malice spoken by you moments before, wanting to exchange it for the hope now given by him. "I love you. For me, that's enough. And for you?"

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[ivorryskies]

➼Summary: A ranpo x reader where he falls for you deeper & deeper and you're oblivious to it

➼Pairings: ranpo x reader

Ranpo was assigned a mission with Atsushi on investigating a crime, which was successful because of ranpo. Ranpo skipped into the agency and went straight to you "[name]-chan! I solved another crime today in under 5 minutes~"

You turned to him with a smile and went back to your work "good to hear ranpo-san!" He was used to this by now, he had liked you for a while and was obviously trying to get you to know, but you were oblivious to it. Ranpo sighed and went back to his seat spinning in it thinking of new ways to give you hints while eating candies.

Day by day ranpo talked to you, wanted you to tag along with him on missions and took every opportunity with you, but it all fell down as you would just compliment him in a friendly way, which crushed his ego.

"[Name]-chan~" he whined "yes ranpo-san?" You raised an eyebrow at his whining "finish your work so we can leave already" he huffed slopping into his chair "why don't you leave I just need 5 more minutes I'll be alright" you started writing faster as to not keep him waiting. "Just hurry up I'll leave only when your done" he continued to eat whatever he was eating facing your direction.

How could you still not tell? Had he not been obvious enough? The things he's done were enough to let everyone know he liked you. Everyone but you. One day in the agency he came up to you and offered you his snacks. Everyone perked up at hearing him offering you snacks. He never offered anyone snacks, everyone started as you shot him a gleeful smile and thanked for the snack. You munched on it as ranpo had sit beside you munching on his own. Everyone was convinced that you knew and you were just messing with him. But no you truly didn't know

Yosano once spoke up and asked you "don't you think ranpo has been too sweet to you?" You tilted your head in curiousity as you said "he's always sweet?". She sighed "No but he's offered you his snacks too he's rarely offers them to anyone". "He's just really close to me he's an amazing person and a great detective" you smiled again. Yosano mentally face palmed herself at this.

Yosano had have enough of this obliviousness of yours and finally spoke up " [name]! Can't you see he likes you and obviously puts effort for you so you can accept his advances?!" You were slightly taken aback at her words. Ranpo? Liked you? And you couldn't tell?! You were shocked. Finally his words and advances made sense to you. He offers you his snacks because he likes you. He refused to leave the agency when you were there to spend more time with you. He wanted you to be with him on missions because he liked your company. You were so oblivious to it, but now you had to do something about it.

The next day Ranpo arrived at the office, his desk had a box on it. He picked it up and opened it to find lots of snacks and a small note that read 'sorry for not realizing earlier, let's go out sometime'. It had no name, but obviously a detective like ranpo definitely had no problem figuring it out who it was from.

As he looked in your direction with a shocked expression only to be met with your red face. He slowly smiled and muttered a small 'thank you'

"thank you for not being oblivious anymore"

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[sanest-bsd-delegate]

hii! i was wondering if you could write a ranpo x reader where they both come to yosano/fukuzawa for advice on getting with the other and they have to watch painfully at how oblivious they are

Oblivious in love

Oneshot: No matter how smart they are, love makes them blind Ranpo x Reader Masterlist Please look at the request rules in masterlist before requesting. This oneshot melts me heart tysm for the request anon!! I think its the longest oneshot I have ever written

Yeah, you can call me lover boy They say I throw my heart around

“Yosanoooo I just love him” You sighed as you told your female friend about yet another day, as she shook her head in disapproval. “Stop throwing your heart at every boy you see now dear, last week you were obsessed with the boy you met at the bar” she commented, as she cleaned up her medical desk.

And you can be my lover girl I'll pick you up, drive you around

“This couldn't be” Ranpo stared at the mirror in denial while he held it out in front of him, as Atsushi came behind him to ask “Are you okay Ranpo-kun?”

Ranpo could only nod. He was thinking about Y/N, while staring at his face. He was thinking how good it would be that she was kissing his forehead, hugging him and being in his arms with him.

I'll show you how to fall in love We'll be the talk of all the town Now everybody wants to be like us They're getting jealous, feel it now

“....And I guess that's why i like him” you commented as you screamed at your pillow, while Yosano handed you the juice she made. “Y/N, your crush on him is going out of hand”

“But, I just need one chance, I’ll make sure he feels love. He is so UGh, I’ll even make sure he doesnt get diabetes….Yosano this is unhealthy isn't it?” 

Yosano just hummed as a response, sipping her drink before commenting “It's fun to watch grown up act like teenagers”

“HEY! AM SAME AGE AS YOU”

Oh, wow Kill the lights

Yosano was just fed up. Her seniors were lovestruck. and of all, both of them were in love.

“YOSANO!!!” You whispered loudly, “He was looking at MY DIRECTION”

“Oh boy” Yosano was pretty sure she would age to death before anyone could.

Oh, baby, close your eyes The way you're looking at me You've got me mesmerized

“Yo-sa-no” Ranpo pocked Yosano’s cheek as they were sitting in the train, returning back from the mission they were assigned.

‘“What is it,  lover boy?” Yosano commented, clearly looking bored, “Stop poking me”

“Lover boy?” 

“It doesn't take a great mind to figure it out you know”

“You got me Yosano-san!” Ranpo laughed, as he removed his cap from his head. Yosano watched him playing with his cap.

“Seems like it's a secret between us now Yosano-san, I really like her you know?”

“Is it so? Tell me about it more, we got the whole day, it's going to be worth travelling”

Something I can't escape Feel like I'm lost in space You've got that good loving Girl, if you leave me I might throw my heart away

“You need to talk about it to him Y/N! Am pretty sure everyone in the agency have figured about your little crush” Yosano spoke, pushing you towards the door of the agency, “Just go inside, its not like you can't keep up a normal convo”

“I can keep up the convo! But it wouldn't be the same as before, I like him now”

“Dear, you liked him before too”

“Yeah but it was Platonically!” 

“To bad” And with that Yosano opened the door and pushed Y/N inside, and it was Y/N’s luck that she bumped into the one and only

Ranpo Edogawa

You know my heart can't take the break Nothing will ever be the same We'll meet again some other day Oh, yeah It's such a shame

Ranpo was casually sitting in the newly found office as Yosano and Kunikida seemed to be working on a document. Unexpectedly, the agency door opened to reveal Fukuzawa and another girl. “Please Welcome, L/N Y/N, she is an ability user who will be aiding us with our agency”  The girl nervously waved at three of them, before looking around the office to get used to it. Kunikida, being idealistic he is, went off to introduce everyone in the office. “Hello, My name is Kunikida Doppo” 

“My named is Yosano Akiro and this is” 

“The world’s greatest detective to ever exist! Ranpo Edogawa!” Ranpo spoke, loud enough to make the newcomer take back a few steps.

“As you know….My name is L/N Y/N, But i wouldn't mind you all calling me Y/N”

Somehow the love came to an end You've started talking to a tool

“Ranpo! Oh sorry I didn't see you here” You spoke immediately, as you awkwardly scorched your head to pick up the candy packed Ranpo dropped because of you bumping.

“It's fine Y/N!” Ranpo immediately responded, before looking up to see Yosano smiling innocently. His hands immediately went towards the candy pack, to which by his luck, touched Y/N’s hand which seemed to touch the same candy packet. 

Quickly withdrawing, you both cleared up the mess before someone from behind spoke, “Y/N can you please bring me bandages? It seems that I have a shortage of it " another shouted "Bring me some Cheesecake too!”. And in no time, you were given a list to shop for the agency.

“Oh can you please bring back some chip packets for me?” Ranpo piped in, and as soon as he said that Yosano said, “Ranpo! Why don't you go with Y/N and help her out, it would be helpful, plus you can buy bakery stuff together” 

Ranpo and Y/N both glared at her, indicating to shut her mouth, unaware the other one was sending the same message to her as well.

“No No, its fine I can-” 

Yosano pushed both of them out of the door, and closed it behind them “HEY! I WASNT FINISHED”

You're telling lies to all your friends But you know damn well it should be me But I'm moving on, doing my best Now everybody whispers things 'bout us

“Say Y/N who was the one you were having difficulty talking with? Ranpo asked, as he ate his chip he carried all the way. 

“No one you should get familiar with Ranpo!” You said, nervously as you walked beside him hoping he didn't figure it out.

“Humm, is it a crush perhaps?” Ranpo enquired to which Y/N almost lost her breath.

“Crush? Pfff no…” “You are bad at lying, you know?” 

“You tell me Ranpo, you're 26 and still single?”

“Hey!” Ranpo said pounding, throwing the chips packet in the dustbin nearby and throwing his arms in protest “Says the one who is also going to turn 26 soon” 

“Sorry Sorry” Y/N laughed hands up in defeat, as they reached the store to buy stuff.

You're hearing voices in your head Can't forget Kill the lights Oh, baby, close your eyes The way you're looking at me

Ranpo looked at Y/N, Who seemed to be laughing at the drawing created by Dazai. It was a drawing of Dazai himself drowning in water, but it more of looked like Dazai was falling from the sky with wings instead of arms.

Her voice, and her smile amused him, no one ever made him this lovestruck. Everything around him reminded him of her. He would look at the plant near his chair, it would remind him the time she instead to keep that plant and make it grow because ‘Ranpo needs to be responsible’

Unexpectedly, You turn around to see Ranpo staring at you, intensely as if he was reading you. Did he think you had a crush on Dazai? No, you were pretty sure Ranpo could never go wrong then, Did he figured it out?

You've got me mesmerized Something I can't escape Feel like I'm lost in space You've got that good loving

“Here” You commented, passing on the pastry packet you bought for him and yourself to eat. He looks at it and without a thought hugs you making you almost fall on the ground. You could do nothing but blush at the sudden gesture from him, your crush

“Thanks Y/N!” He practically shouted, “Your welcome, we should go back to the agency, its getting late”

Girl, if you leave me I might throw my heart away You know my heart can't take the break Nothing will ever be the same We'll meet again some other day

“Oh look lovermates are back” Dazai commented looking at you two holding hands, Ranpo didn't seem to listen to him, but you on the other hand, “HEY! We just went shopping for you people” before removing your hand from his, realizing and regretting making that move. His hands were warm and you missed his warmth.

“Sure” 

“Y/N if you can please help me out,” Dazai says as if held you hand, getting on his knees, “Are you willing to commit double suicide with me?”

Kunikida, seeing it, pulled Dazai’s ear and scolded him while knocking him unconscious.

“Was that necessary Kunikida-san? I am pretty sure he is happy to be dead with that”

“That waste of human potential deserves it, Thank you for getting things for the agency Y/N”

“No problem”

“Me and Y/N will be going now” Yosano commented, dragging her out of the office just before making sure,  her and Ranpo’s shoulder bump.

Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Kill the lights Oh, baby, close your eyes

“How did your little date go?” Yosano asked Pocking , a blushing Y/N who was busy processing the things that happened throughout the day.

“IT WASN'T A DATE”

“Are you sure? You two were pretty much eating pastry cakes together” Yosano smirked, as you blushed remembering the hug you had.

“Umm we just hugged okay!” Yosano raised her eyebrow, listening to you “And maybe hold hands, IT WAS NOTHING I SWEAR-” 

“Sure”

“WAIT, we were holding hands…HOLDING HANDS OH MY GOD-”

“Calm down Y/N will you now”

“Yeah I am pretty sure it was a friendly gesture”

The way you're looking at me You've got me mesmerized Something I can't escape Feel like I'm lost in space

“Yosano I need help,” Ranpo said over the call, as Yosano reached her home to listen to the other one again. She doesn't even know what her profession is anymore. 

“Sure tell me, you both kissed or something?”

“Now-now, dont assume that Yosano-san, but we did hold hands” Ranpo said over the call

“Congratulations Ranpo, confess already will you?”

“No, I am pretty sure she doesn't feel the same way”

“How can you be sure? Did you use your ability or something?”

“No Yosano-kun” Ranpo said almost laughing, “Love makes even the greatest abilities blind, and I Ranpo Edogawa have seem to fall in love with Y/N L/N”

You've got that good loving Girl, if you leave me I might throw my heart away

Another day passed by, and the agency was calmly working well, except Dazai, who was busy listening to music on the couch.

“Ranpo and Y/N, there is a murder case near the Yokohama port, Mr president has requested you two to take over it” Yosano said, from the agency door winking at both of them. 

You know my heart can't take the break Nothing will ever be the same We'll meet again some other day

“Well, Ranpo seems like we both need to work now” you said, and taking a bold move, you held his hand to pull him down from the table , out the door to the elevator.

Howling could be heard behind the agency door, which quickly seemed to die down. Ranpo seemed to stare at his hand before he closed his eyes smiling “Let's go shall we? There is no case this detective can't solve”

And just like that, two idiots, in love, intertwined their hands, to solve another case in the city.

Who says love is only expressed through words? Actions are enough.

My heart is going so UwU reading this and writing this. Hope this satisfy you anon. Song used: Loverboy by A-wall

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[plsdonttakemyname]

Hii Anon! Sorry I accidentally deleted the request but I'm glad to hear that you like my writings :D I'm trying to post more often

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Genre: Ranpo dating hcs

Pairings: Ranpo x Reader

Warnings: My bad writing, OOC Ranpo,other than that None <;33

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I have a feeling that he likes to bait you into thinking he’ll feed you his snack and dives in for a kiss instead

He usually makes his s/o pay when they're on dates. ranpo pays if he feels like it or if it’s some sort of special occasion (etc, anniversary, birthday.)

Ranpo usually tends to embarrass his s/o in the public by carrying out flirty things on purpose just for the laughs/reaction (will prob be super duper flustered if s/o did it back just so suddenly)

He has a huge preference for cafe dates that serves desserts/sweets as their main course <333

If s/o is upset, Ranpo will pamper them by showering them with his snacks and also bring them out to their favorite places/restaurants to treat them. (And then probably asks to repay the favor the very next day) “buy me sweets and bring me out for what i did yesterday. >:(”/j

likes to initiate physical contact but loves it when s/o does it instead of him having to move a finger.

bonus: he could probably cling onto you for the entire day like a koala with no shame loud n proud

Whines and demands for his s/o to pamper and love him whenever they’re apart for too long or he has a grumpy day (will not do it if s/o has it worse.) bonus: he sometimes doesn't do it and instead leaves traces/clues for his s/o to figure it out themselves and take action from there

loves to hold s/o’s hand everywhere they go together because he just likes it that way. no reason he’s just like that.

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sorry if its short and ooc but i hope you like it :'D, have a nice day too anon <33

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[allisonlol]

Can I request a Fyodor Headcanon of his s/o and him being caught in the rain? he’s so flawless I couldn’t see him caught in the rain lol. Please take care <3

a/n: this is adorable yes yes yes. added some of my other favs just cuz!

warnings: none!

(Fyodor, Ranpo, Jouno) Getting Caught in the Rain With Their S/O

Fyodor

i agree that he's almost too perfect to imagine in this situation BUT

the two of you had been out for a date, and it was on the walk home that the sky had turned cloudy and grey

rain hadn't been in the forecast so neither of you were really prepared when it started pouring

you hear fyodor curse under his breath while he quickly takes off his coat and throws it over your shoulders <3

i feel like he really hates the rain. specifically, the getting wet part cuz we know his anemic ass is gonna be freezing

does that thing where he pulls you close to shield you more from the rain

^benefits of having a bf who is tall asf i guess!

y'all just huddle together and try to speed walk towards the nearest place for shelter

y'know those pictures of cats where they get wet and look all pathetic and pissed off? yea that's what he ends up looking like

you've been too busy laughing at that and he's just shooting you the nastiest glares while literally trying to squeeze the water out of his clothes bye

Ranpo

so this time, y'all KNEW it was going to rain but had still tried to plan your day around it

unfortunately, you severely misjudged the timing and ended up getting LOST in the city when it started storming

remember that scene of the gif i inserted??

you would think he'd be prepared like that again but nah, no umbrella this time

instead, ranpo give you his little cape (?) thing but it gets all soggy and deadass weighs you down so you throw it back at him PLS

wrings it dry-ish and holds it over both of you as a makeshift umbrella

and then y'all take off and start BOLTING down the sidewalk in search of a directory or something to tell you how to get back home

(think of that meme with the two people in the jacket running in the rain and just screaming AAAAAA)

needless to say you guys are still lost and end up calling kunikida with ur literal waterlogged phone

bro has to drive around until he finds y'all and to top it off you guys get water all inside his car??

Jouno

oh lord. you guys already know how this is gonna go down

so. you and jouno like to go for walks in the city, right? y'know holding hands n all that cute shit that he pretends to hate

today the forecast was supposed to be good, but jouno wouldn't shut up about how he "can sense rain coming"

you're just like "ok sweetie, whatever you say" LMAO

but he was actually right and like 30 minutes later it downpours

jouno hates the rain (cuz it messes up his hair or some shit) so he's immediately gonna start bitching

starts walking super fast and dragging you after him

you're all like "oh i WISH i'd brought a coat so i wouldn't get all wet" in a subtle attempt to get him to give you his but

mf just goes "no shit, you really should've" petty ass

LOL dw he does end up giving it to you but claims it's cuz it "got so drenched it's not even worth wearing" yea mhm ok

you guys wind up sheltered in some random shop and jouno terrorizes the owners to let y'all stay past closing till the rain has stopped

usually you'd be like "bro stop" but you let it slide this time since he looks so cute. like when you give a kitten a bath and it's all soggy and miserable <3

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[iovetecchou]

bittersweet / ranpo edogawa

prompt... "Don't raise your voice at me."

contains...! angst, breakups, slight comfort, making ranpo cry... sorry...

GN Reader.

1,000 words.

“Ranpo?”

Nothing, not even a glance your way.

“Ranpo!”

Silence once more. The only sound that filled the room was the noises emitting from his handheld game.

“How long are you going to ignore me?”

No semblance that your words were even getting through to him. Ranpo could be so frustrating at times like this. You understood that he was hung up on a case. But, each time he hit a roadblock like this… he would shut down.

You’ve been with him long enough to know what made him tick. The only problem was… your patience was wearing thin. You understood that everyone needs their time and space. But… Ranpo would neglect you and your relationship an immeasurable amount of times.

You were starting to feel like you came in dead last on his list of priorities. How many more times would you be able to put on a mask of contentment? Pretending that his lack of concern for you didn’t affect you in any way?

“You know what, I’m not dealing with this right now. I’ll crash at Yosano’s place tonight.”

Still nothing. As if you were talking to the void. You swallowed a lump that had formed in your throat from holding back your tears. You felt pathetic. Getting emotional from being overlooked like this. But… being disregarded by the one you love most hurt worse than any physical torment you’ve ever been put through.

You hurriedly packed all your belongings that you would need for your overnight stay. Blinking back tears and scoring your bottom lip with your teeth; in an attempt to silence your cries. Ranpo heard your soft weeping. Finally breaking out of his trance.

He turned in your direction from where he sat on the sofa. Taking in your disheveled form as you hastily threw on your coat. Slinging your duffle over one of your shoulders. And making your way to the front door. Ranpo quickly shot up off the couch. Catching up with you before you could slip out the door.

“Wait, y/n. Don’t go.”

Frustration coursed through your whole body. Your back was facing him as your hand clutched the doorknob fiercely. You could feel his presence looming behind you as the unsettling silence sunk in once more tonight.

“Don’t go? It took me almost leaving for you to finally care?”

You hiccuped out. Turning on your heel, finally coming face to face with a seemingly puzzled Ranpo. “What are you saying? I’ve cared this whole time. I was just…”

You scoffed. He couldn’t even give you a proper explanation? “Just… what, Ranpo? Just too invested in that damn video game to give your partner the time of day?” His eyes shot open at your words. Emerald orbs were now boring into your own.

“It’s not like that, and you know it. I just needed some time to think. This case it’s-“

“I don’t want to hear this excuse for the millionth time, Ranpo!”

“Don’t raise your voice at me.”

Ranpo flinched, taking a step away from you. The second your words left your lips, you regretted it. You didn’t mean to explode the way you did. The last thing you wanted was to startle him, no matter how frustrated you were in the moment.

“Ranpo I- I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to-.”

You reached out for Ranpo. He tensed for a split second, which you noticed. Your regret was eating away at you. You cautiously reached for his hand. Grasping it within your own before you spoke up once more.

“Ranpo… I’m really sorry for shouting at you, I am. But… I still don’t feel right about all of… this.” His head snapped back up in your direction. Eyes locking with your own. You noticed tears began to pool at Ranpo’s lash line.

“You’re breaking up with me, aren’t you?”

His voice was barely audible as the tears spilled freely. Rolling down his reddened cheeks. It hurt you to see him distraught like this because of your actions. But you had to do what was best for you.

You knew things weren’t going to change. You’ve brought up your concerns to Ranpo countless times. Yet nothing ever seemed to alter. Always false hope and empty promises. He wasn’t ready for something committed like this; but you were.

“I’m sorry… but… I think we just need different things at the moment. You may want to be with me, Ranpo… but it's not what's best for either of us right now. I feel like we hold each other back…”

Your words hit deep. Ranpo felt like he had been stabbed through the chest with the way his heart ached. It hurt more than anything because he knew what you were saying was nothing but the truth.

Ranpo knew he struggled to meet your needs and make time for you. He knew it. But that didn’t mean he was ready to let go. He wasn’t ready to lose you. Not now… not like this.

“Please… don’t go… I still love you.”

He grasped onto your hand tightly. Ranpo knew that if he loosened his grip… he would be letting go of you and your relationship for good. You took in a shaky breath, bringing your free hand up to wipe away the onslaught of tears that continued to roll down his face.

“I know… baby, I still love you too. But I have to do this. For both of us.”

With that, you placed a chaste kiss on his lips. For the very last time. Pouring all of the love you had left for him into it. Ranpo sobbed against your lips. His faint whimpers tore your heart in two.

As you pulled away, his grasp on your hand finally loosened. As much as he hated to do so, Ranpo knew he had to let go. You couldn’t bare to see him so distraught any longer. You quickly turned on your heel, swinging the door wide open and leaving without another word.

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[soaringmirror]

hellooo :) i hope your having a good day or night :D i was hoping to make a request for bsd if that’s alright

i thought about this while i was watching bsd and wondered about how the agency + akutagawa & chuuya would react to the reader being dazai’s younger sibling

dazai’s sibling couldve entered the agency a little bit before atsushi joined and one day on a mission they get injured and dazai goes all protecter mode for his sibling and at first no one thinks much of it until dazai casually mentions something about them being related and everyone’s like wait huh-

dazai and the reader could be different, like reader is more calm, a little crazy like their brother but more controlled and overall more responsible lol but once them and dazai team up it’s like they’re on the same level of crazy and everyone has that “yup they are siblings” moment

ofc you don’t have to do this, i just thought it would be pretty cute :D btw i love your writing it’s just *chefs kiss* 🤌 amazing <333 :D

finding out that dazai has a younger sibling

ft. ADA - Atsushi, Kunikida, Ranpo. PM - Chuuya and Akutagawa

a/n: hi there anon i love you and your brain!! Thank you so much for your request and for being so super kind and polite, you should know I was smiling the entire time writing this. I chose 3 characters from the agency if that's alright!! Have an amazing day/night my love <;3

cw: none!!

ARMED DETECTIVE AGENCY

Atsushi Nakajima

His initial reaction would be s h o c k

When you got injured during a mission, Atsushi noticed that Dazai paid very close attention to your injury.

At first he thought that he was just doing his job as a colleague but something about the dynamic between you both sparked curiosity

Sometimes he wonders how Dazai was so casual about the whole ordeal then he's really sweet about it

Loves to ask you what it's like to have an older brother like dazai and you tell him a few stories from your childhood

When he sees you and your brother annoying the hell outta kunikida he goes "ah yep they're definitely related"

To Atsushi it's very interesting to see how different your personality is yet how crazy you can be

Kunikida Doppo

His glasses crack when he finds out that dazai has a younger sibling

Goes through the 5 stages of grief in an instant

"Oh no, not dazai no 2" >:(

Initially he was relieved that you're more sensible and calm than dazai then you both constantly scheme against him

Is all for nagging at "your disaster of a brother"

Reminds you to keep your manners and behaviour etc etc. in check, goes on about how you should be better than dazai

He doesn't think you're that bad tho, to him you're a tamer version of your brother

Oh god witnessing you and your brother team up makes him feel faint especially bc of the banter between you both

Ranpo Edogawa

This man already figured it out way back when, so to him it's not shocking at all

Probs sees you as another person to go on missions on his behalf lol

He's really chill about it

As long as you keep away from his snacks he's fine with your presence

Enjoys telling you about his detective stories and asks you to guess how he solved things

In exchange you talk a bit about what it was like growing up with dazai

Always cracking jokes with you

PORT MAFIA

Chuuya Nakahara

This man is in denial, don't talk to him :(

"No fuckin' way.... y-you're his sibling?"

Secretly he's a little butt hurt that he's finding out all of a sudden

It's a little hard for him to bite his tongue when you both are in his presence

You and your brother tease him and chuuya gets pissed yet he's like yup these two idiots are siblings

He wouldn't dare to do anything to you tho bc dazai would come for his head :o

Sarcastic as hell towards you, despite your calm and collected nature you're also very sarcastic and dazai is watching from afar with a smug look on his face lmao

Akutagawa Ryunosuke

He would probably freeze and stop working for a moment

Someone he deeply respects and looks up to has a sibling?

Though he won't show it, akutagawa is kinda happy he has something in common with dazai

Harbours some respect for you bc you're dazai's sibling

Probably comes up with those "what if I mess up or embarrass myself" scenarios (chill out aku!!)

When you are on a mission and the port mafia is involved, he is really observant and notices the similarities between you and your brother

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[demigod-with-a-quirk]

Asking the boys [Part 1]

Who do you think has the saddest backstory in the history?

Dazai: Dr Doofenshmirtz (Sighs, you'll never get over him will you)

Atsushi: I think it would be.....uh...uhhh

Kunikida: Such questions hold no value in my ideals

Tanizaki: Yosano

Ranpo: Myself (How so?) well you see, i dropped my icecream today

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[ashthemadwriter-archived]

Hellooo can I request Dazai, Fyodor and Ranpo with a platonic, female reader that's younger and they giver her a headpat? Like she comes back from a mission and they're proud of her and they headpat her. And she goes 0-0? Ty, and bonne journee!

Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs

Pairings: Dazai, Fyodor, Ranpo X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Humour

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: None

Word Count: 0.8 K in total

A/n: Im more into romantic stuff but hears for you :D

Part 2 with Chuuya and Akutagawa

↬Dazai

◆Ok I love this guy (not in a platonic way lmao)

◆I think that he would be a sweet person toward you.

◆I mean, you look so innocent that he just cant bring himself to tease you T^T

◆And since he has Atsushi, he wont ask you to do his work lol

◆Anyway… you got paired up with Atsushi to do a really hard mission. Since you were a rookie at the agency and didn't really expect this much danger, you were a bit careless and although you accomplished the mission, Atsushi got shot while protecting you.

◆You immediately took him back to the infirmary room and waited outside.

"Hes gonna be ok, you know?" Dazai smiled while witnessing how upset and worried you were. "Hes been through worse, and when I say worse, I definitely mean it" "I know, but…" you mumbled, trying to fight the guilty feeling that was taking over you, but failed to do so. "I was just holding him back. He was better off without me. Im sure he could manage to do the mission all by himself and not get a single scratch. I was just a burden to him" He simply chuckled and let out a small sigh. "Stop overthinking it. Youre not a burden" "Yes I- " your words were immediately cut off when you felt his hand on your head, gently caressing your hair. The guilt you were feeling was immediately replaced with a warm, sweet sense, which made your head turn to your coworker and look at him with your mouth widened. The shock and surprise in your eyes made him chuckle one more time. "What?" "Are you flirting with me?" "Wha- Oh my god!" You turned your head at the opposite direction, just to hid your heated cheeks, as you heard him laughing even harder.

↬Fyodor

◆This guy gets his way out of manipulation all the time.

◆But the case is a bit different with you.

◆Youre actually nice to him without having other intentions, so hes interested in you (in his own way, cuz I cant see him in love tbh)

◆The only thing you want from him is to treat you the same as you treat him.

◆He somehow feels like youre a trustworthy person, and he doesn't how to even predict your actions since youre loyalty has no boundries. You were like a underling or a partner; you were more like… a friend.

◆I don't think youre ever gonna hear him say that though.

"So? How was the mission?" He asked, while standing near the chair you were sitting on, looking at the soda you were drinking. "Meh. I did everything you told me to" "And? " "And It all went exactly the way you planned, and don't act like youre not already aware of that" You took a big sip of your soda to wash awat the exhaust you were going through. This mission was a tricky one, and it needed a lot of effort and energy. Fyodor put a small smile on his face, As he slightly patted your head. "Good job, y/n" And that was when the drops of soda got shot out of your mouth.

↬Ranpo

◆This is literally my first time writing about him so sorry if its not good enough.

◆Ok so hes not one to be proud of others or at least to show it, so were not expecting him to do much here.

◆Hes always minding his own business, and by that I mean mostly his sweets, and sometimes the cases he to solves.

◆But he watches you trying t get close to him to be friends, even bring him homemade cookies in addition to that, hes a tiny, tiny bit touched.

◆You really liked and admired the detective, and he knew that. (I mean bruh! this is Adogawa Ranpo were talking about)

◆So he lets his guard down a bit. Maybe youre not that dull after all :)

"Phew! Finally I can have a rest" You sighed out of relief, sitting in front of Ranpo who was decorating his desk with his sweets. He gave you a small look before grabbing the pocky Packet. "Don't get your hopes up. Kunikida will make you fill another report in a few minutes" "What? But I just came back from a mission! I worked really hard! Don't I deserve a rest?" Your whiney tune made him look back at you, and examine the bruises on your arm that were the result of your hard work on the mission. He knew that working could be really exhausting, and he knew that you were serious about your occupation. Yeah, you did deserve a rest. You placed your head on the desk in front of you and closed your eyes to have a quick rest before starting to work again, when you sensed a hand, slowly patting your head. Your eyes immediately got wide open , and were pointed at the detective, who was looking at his candies while patting you. Ranpo. Adogawa. Was. Patting. You. "You did work hard. Well done" All of the exhaustness inside you faded away as you got excited and smiled at him. "Really?" "yeah" "So… Can I have a cookie?" "Know your place, y/n" "Tch, youre so mean"

Reblogs are appreciated :)

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[sanoluvs]

.˚✩ - WHEN YOU'RE ON YOUR PERIOD !

CHARACTERS ! : ranpo, dazai, akutagawa

CONTENT ! : period, fluff

A/N ! : i wrote this a bunch of times cus it didnt save..it was quite a hassle to keep recreating this, especially with my low motivation and writers block. thank you, and enjoy!

RANPO is ironically confused with your unusual attitude. He isn't an expert in girly problems, especially periods. So of course he's beyond dumbfounded once you start snapping at him more. You'd only ever get annoyed with his childish demeanor when you're hard at work, not whatever this is. At first, he simply brushes it off as something wrong on his side. Maybe you're angry because of the mess he made this morning? Or maybe you were simply in a bad mood today, and if that's the case, then he knew what he had to do. And although it felt very wrong to share his snacks, he didn't mind sharing them with you, especially when you're having a bad day. "Y/n saan!! look at what I brought!!" he gleamed, hopping up and down while shoving a handful of chips into his mouth, quickly making sure to hand you some, "here you g-" but as he was about to finish, your hand suddenly came flying at his face, forcefully knocking him over, while your other hand furtively took the chip bag out of his grip. "Mine!!" you exclaimed in victory, shuffling yourself out the door while smirking maliciously. "Oww, now what was that for?" he yelled, rubbing his head while forcing a pout on his face. He soon figured out what was happening, once he'd finally decided to ask Yosano about this, only earning a loud chuckle from her as she explained to him.

DAZAI had already figured out what was happening as soon as he laid his eyes on you holding your stomach, dragging your feet through the ground in an attempt to move, while an ugly grimace tainted your scrunched-up face. Believe it or not, Dazai had become quite interested in the female body and how it functions. After all, how was he supposed to take care of you when he doesn't even understand periods? "Alright Belladonna, on a scale 1-10 how bad is it?" He questions, a worried sigh escaping his lips. His bandaged arms wrap themselves around your trembling form, his hand slowly caressing your cheek, seeking to ease your pain. ......Pfft, did you really think he didn't plan to have this moment with you? ..No you didn't. "Tadaa!!" He unwrapped your blindfold, revealing the large chocolate bar in his hand, and watching your eyes light up just from the sight of it. Calling him provocative is a large understatement. Expect above and beyond from him, of course, but don't you think for one second that your vulnerable feelings won't be played with. "Ooo~ you like it? Ya, ya I picked it out from the shelf just for you." A cocky grin appeared on his face, staring at your elated expression, as hishe dangled the chocolate in front of your face, mocking your vulnerable expression. Only turning away to continue his babbling. "Now, now. No need to thank me, I only did what I needed t-" but soon his big-mouthed babbling end once your hand hurriedly ripped the wrapper open, quickly shoving it in your mouth. "H-hey! Easy there- What are you, an animal?!" He yelled in utter horror, only to have his screams turn into realization. "..That was the last bar..wasn't it."

AKUTAGAWA is beyond broken. He already feels so terrible about himself that this just sends him off the edge. Being a perfectionist, he always tries his hardest to impress you, to make you notice him. And you do, you always give him the attention he craves, no words needed, just his usual puppy-dog stare toward you immediately melts the mood. So imagine his surprise when you suddenly started snapping at him, scrunching your pretty face up, yelling in his face, not even sparing him a breath. He blinked, a small gasp escaping his lips before his expression suddenly emptied. Blank. His mind completely blanked, only a single thought running in his emotionless mind. "What....went wrong?.." he asked himself, not even noticing your hands soon shake in the air from pure remorse and worry, obviously regretting your earlier meltdown. "H-hey!! N-no, Aku please don't be sad- I- I promise I didn't mean it, it just came out-" you babbled, continuously face slapping yourself. You hurriedly laced your hand with his, leaning your face into his while repeated apologies spill from your mouth, such cheeky words you thought you'd never use rolled off your tongue, with the only hopes of making him feel better.

a/n: god damn. this isn't the first drabble i've done on here but..im lowkey kinda fond of this ?? probably gonna hate it later though. *dies*

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[jeevaschrist]

Hi! Thank you for agreeing to a matchup exchange! Could I please get a romantic male matchup for Bungo Stray Dogs, Jujitsu Kaisen, Sk8 the Infinity, and (only if it's not too much) Yuri!!! On Ice?

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Straight

Age: 20

Zodiac Sign: Gemini

MBTI: INFJ-A

Personality: I'm pretty quiet in social settings but if someone talks to me first, I can keep a conversation going. I will occasionally go up to someone to initial a conversation but not very often. With people that I'm close with, I'm very open and sarcastic. And I make a lot of self-depreciating jokes (even though I have a high self worth). I set very high standards for myself but I also usually meet those standards. People say I have a good poker face/a scary glare but I've never seen it. People also say I look like someone who "knows what they're doing".

Likes/Hobbies: Reading, writing, anime, video games, and listening to music (stuff like Hamilton, Panic! at the Disco and Offspring). I want to be a fantasy writer and I am currently studying an English major at university.

Dislikes: Spiders (deathly afraid of those), being forgotten when I'm gone, and disappointing those who I care about.

Looks: I'm 164cm (5'4") and have an average build (not too curvy but definitely not straight up and down). I have green eyes that everyone thinks are brown and curly/frizzy dark brown hair that is down to the middle of my back.

What I Look for in a Partner: Someone honest and caring. Someone who treats me the way I deserve to be treated. I don't really have a preference on appearance; personality is far more portent to me.

Hopefully I've put a good amount of useful information! I hope you have a lovely day and that life is treating you kindly!

~Eren

hi hi! sorry it took me so long to answer, ik i said it would be earlier but then life got insane. anyway, i hope these are okay!

For BSD I'd match you with Ranpo Edogawa :p

i think ranpo would be a good match just because there's so much you can teach each other. from how to be sociable at all times to how to calm tf down and not run your mouth *glares at ranpo* i think you two would be cute together

For JJK I'd match you with Satoru Gojo

i just think this would be a power couple move, if that makes sense. but you'd be more behind the scenes in this one instead of out on the "battlefield". i think you two would get along so, so well but at the same time like not everyone would know how powerful you two are together because you both don't always show it unless you have to. he'd be pretty protective over you too, which is nice (at least for me).

For SK8 I'd match you with Kojiro Nanjo

i think he's a good fit just because of the personality shpeel you gave; think kind of like cherry and him, but you're a little more self deprecating in your jokes. i think that would be a challenge for him because he wouldn't exactly know if you're joking or not, and he'd get nervous that his jokes offended you somehow. i very much think you could win a lot of insult wars that way.

And lastly, for Yuri!!! On Ice I'd match you with Victor Nikiforov :)

the self deprecating jokes would have him on his knees trying to tell you how beautiful you are. i don't think he'd be too into anime because he doesn't have a ton of time to watch it and i think you'd spend time trying to get him into your interests so he stops focusing on everything else that runs him down or puts pressure on him. he's definitely the honest and caring personality type, but he's also egotistical and a bitch but hey. it's victor.

i hope these were good! i'll send in my req for the exchange soon, i promise! <3

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[foranpo]

ੈ˚☆ 10:21pm.

˚ʚ b.stray.dogs. ˚ʚ ranpo. ˚ʚ fluff.

ੈ♡˳────── enjoy the reading <3 ──────

Ranpo caressed your face, the lightness of his touch cradling you in a symphony of comfort and passion. There was security wrapped around his fingertips, an unspoken promise of everlasting love.

It was rare such act coming from him. Not just because of the grace of his movement, but because of Ranpo's initiative. It was him who brought his fingers to your face with the uncertainty of a stray cat. It was him who caressed your skin with the tenderness of the first rays of spring sun. It was Ranpo by himself, and himself only, who decided to give you a little more affection and comfort.

"I think I could get used to this."

You let out a small laugh to ease your words, a little nervous at Ranpo's reaction, never quite sure how he might act to your displays of affection.

He was complex, indeed. Never saying much and showing even less. It was complicated reading Ranpo, trying to understand what was on his mind, heart, soul. He wouldn't give you any clues, always too afraid to show too much, always too afraid of getting hurt in a situation neither of you had any control over.

But that night was different. That night, Ranpo made the first move when he called you to his house. That night, Ranpo ignored his fear by asking you to lie down next to him. That night, Ranpo was ready to shed all his fears and insecurities.

That's why he let your words roam around his room, settling between drawers and books, allowing them to know his room, as if it were theirs, as if it were yours.

The silence was ethereal. Flooding the room in a sea of tranquility with waves of serenity, that silence was like a blanket for you, covering you, protecting you, uniting you. Ranpo's thumb continued to caress your face, his eyes memorizing, once again, every feature and imperfection of your face, your hearts beating as one.

You didn't know what paradise meant or how it was constituted, but that night, lulled by Ranpo's affection, you could have sworn you were in paradise.

"I..."

Ranpo spoke quietly. Bizarre. He spoke almost in a whisper, as if confessing a secret to you, afraid that someone else would hear him, even though it was just the two of you at his house.

"I... Hm..."

Ranpo was nervous. Strange. He searched within himself for dialogues read in books and repeated in films, something that would help him articulate what was really in his soul at that moment.

"I think... Hm."

Ranpo took a deep breath before speaking again. Clearly. With the certainty and conviction that was characteristic of him and that you loved so much.

"I think I can love you."

Pause.

Silence.

Doubt.

"I think I'm willing to love you."

Pause.

Silence.

Uncertainty.

"I think I love you."

Pause.

Silence.

Realization.

Ranpo had stopped caressing your face, the night had stopped being silent and, in the middle of the paradise of Ranpo's room, you realized the words he had said to you. The secret he declaimed to you. The confession he entrusted you.

A confirmation of love.

A memory of stories lived.

A promise of eternal tenderness.

ੈ♡˳───── feedback is appreciated <3 ─────

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