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where do i look

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Noah is RED.

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No thoughts. Head's empty.

Just the fact that Dazai told Verlaine about all of Chuuya's friends. How did Dazai know that Chuuya and Flags were playing billiards at the «Old World»? How did Dazai know about Murase? I'm not sure Chuuya would tell his «annoying partner» all of this.

I think Dazai is stalking Chuuya

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Ranpo NSFW Headcanons

Ranpooooo. GN!reader. NSFW.

Ranpo is a man of duality

His ability to switch between silly and innocent to smoldering and serious gives you constant whiplash.

As a partner he can be playful and goofy (tickle fight menace.)

Sometimes he acts so immature

It's like he's not even paying attention.

But he is. He remembers everything. He observes everything.

You offhandedly mentioned a cute bookmark you saw in a store back in January? He tracks it down and gets it for you for Christmas. You sleepily talked about getting croissants for breakfast last night? He's bounding back into your room first thing in the morning with a freshly baked box of them.

And he's no different in bed.

He remembers what got you off last time, the specific rhythm and pressure. And he's so damn smug about it when he gets you trembling and whimpering his name.

Oral fixation is an understatement.

He loves that. He knows he's good but he likes getting confirmation.

To have Edogawa Ranpo go down on you is to witness god.

He's so greedy for you. He just loves the taste of you and he will happily spend as long as possible between your thighs.

However, he can also be an absolute pillow princess.

Ranpo loves to be lazy and spoiled, so he's in heaven when he gets to lay back and have you put in all the work.

He's a grower for sure. 3¼ inches flaccid, 5¾ erect, but pretty girthy.

He's the babiest of babies, whining at the slightest teasing, pouting if you delay his orgasm (it's honestly pretty fun to get him all huffy and then reward him.)

He loves being praised. Loves being told he's handsome, that his dick tastes good, that he's making you feel so good.

Very sensitive balls. He can't hold back his moans when you touch them. If you want to break him (in the best way) suck them. God, he'll be screaming then.

He has a pretty high metabolism and is slender, but he definitely has a little squishy tummy and I won't hear otherwise. Man loves snacks and putting his feet up. Plus he's almost 30. He has a tummy.

It relaxes him when you stroke it

Apart from those times, you always know he's in the mood because he will start nuzzling your neck.

until suddenly he's not relaxed anymore.

I mentioned earlier that he's a tickle fight menace and that's 100% true. He didn't get much of a childhood, so playing with you means a lot to him. You're going to laugh a lot with Ranpo, he's definitely one of those best friend and lover types.

He loves when you manage to pin him down and tickle him, his laugh is so infectious and adorable. He seems so innocent.

And then you feel his cock prodding you, rock hard and already leaving a cute little wet patch on the front of his underwear, and he suddenly gets real serious when you start to rub against it.

See? Duality.

And if you don't pick up that hint, his secondary tactic is persistent kisses; your neck, your jaw, your temples, the corners of your lips.

"You're teasing me," he mutters when he sees your subtle smile. "Meanie."

He loves it though. Even if it isn't much of a challenge to get you to crack.

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Dazai, a teenager who couldn’t be bothered to find an alternative living arrangement to “shipping container”, got himself promoted to executive of the port mafia just to stole the title of youngest executive in the history of PM from Chuuya, and I think that’s the level of spite we should alla aspire to.

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being a fanfic writer is researching bullet wound first aid so 2 characters can fuck

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had a thought and needed to share it oops. but anyway, dazai/chuuya/ranpo/whoever coming home and seeing their s/o in their shirt because it smelled like them and the s/o missed them. also random thought but i feel like chuuya would smell so nice

SCENT OF YOU! bsd x gn! reader ⋆𐙚₊˚

i fear chuuya smells the best out of all of them... genuinely he made me think of this one cologne & & & he's so pretty :(

fluff, barely suggestive.

OSAMU DAZAI . ⊹ ﹅

to others, they'd be able to catch the faint whiff of whiskey that lingers onto dazai's coat. but the clothing he left with you—

not a single trace remained. instead, the scent was much softer, gentle. quite fitting for a man who's quick to fall into your embrace after a grueling day, whining theatrically.

"oh my, it's practically swallowing you whole!"

chuckled dazai, presence appearing out of nowhere. well, not quite. perhaps you hadn't been paying attention to the door opening, too much in a daze as you watch the television.

he's quick to take his coat off, leaning down a pressing a kiss to your temple. the action makes your nose crinkle.

"mind telling me why you've decided to make yourself comfy in my shirt? not that i'm complaining..."

you can hear the smugness in his voice. usually you'd point it out but— you were feeling oddly tranquil today. maybe it was the scent of your lover that lingered on the shirt you were wearing.

freshly washed yesterday, cottony, almost as loving as the smiles he'd send you. a delicate smell isn't what one would suspect for dazai's clothes to feel like.

but when his bandaged fingers envelop yours, when he says something beyond silly just to make you laugh, when he whispers how much he's glad to be alive to have met you as you both fall asleep: it makes sense.

he's far more gentle than all the fabric he wears.

"cause' it makes me feel loved, just like you.."

the simple response is enough to make his eyes soften. and he can't help it, pulling you against his chest. a silent thanks, a thanks for loving him.

"you're too adorable, my dear"

he cooed out. and just when you're about to second guess him, to assume he's teasing you: he utters out the most gentle statement.

"how lucky i am..."

CHUUYA NAKAHARA . ⊹ ﹅

some days, chuuya believed god was testing him.

he should have known better, entrusting a newly hired employee to deliver something to and from his office. because that said employee had no idea where he was going— bumping straight into chuuya, iced coffee spilling.

but he's trying this new thing called remaining patient. what a hard skill it is, really. so instead of blowing up, he assures said employee, deciding to go home and change into a whole new shirt.

now, usually that'd be an inconvenience to him, making a trip elsewhere. but it's not so bad when his pretty litte lover was at home, awaiting his presence.

except: oddly enough chuuya couldn't find you. and maybe he'd put more effort into searching for you, if it weren't for the coffee stain on him.

"dammit, where'd it go—"

the redhead muttered, brows furrowed. one of his favorite work shirts, gone. gone without a trace!

"stupid, this whole day is stupid...!"

now, chuuya really did believe his temper was getting better. but as said before, god was testing him!

"...chuuya...?"

well, maybe everything wasn't so bad. you emerged out of the bathroom. ah, that's where you had been. and suddenly, whatever originally placed chuuya in a dim mood didn't matter at all. his tense expression vanished, he looked at you with so much adoration and...

"oh"

he voiced his thoughts aloud, gaze almost dumbfounded as he looks at you. your boyfriend's response causes you to chuckle aloud, approaching him.

"what's wrong, why're here? thought you're still working..."

you murmured, arms snaking around his waist. though chuuya couldn't focus on responding, not when the very shirt he'd been looking for, was on you.

a dark red silk dress shirt... he could still smell his favorite cologne on the fabric as you embrace him. baccarat rouge 540.

he can't bring himself to take the shirt away. and so he grins, arm securing you against him and into his chest.

"nothin's wrong, doll-face. just wanted to see my favorite person..."

he whispered, letting out an exhale as his nose rubs against your forehead. with a hum, you lean against him, body going practically slack.

"you sure? everything's alright?"

and when you look at him with that expression: expression of total adoration, chuuya's most definitely certain.

"more than alright"

RANPO EDOGAWA . ⊹ ﹅

ranpo opens the door with such poor etiquette, pictures nearly falling from it's mount on the wall, wind blowing in, and presence full of satisfaction.

he's almost unruly and yet— you can tell today was a good one.

"i take it the case went well?"

you question with an amused giggle, leaning forward from your position on the couch. you clutch onto the end fabric of the shirt on you: fresh ground coffee and a faint sweet scent. that's what it smelled like.

all you had known was that this case had been ongoing for two weeks, up until now that was.

ranpo hadn't solved it immediately, surprisingly so. but that only sparked his interest, quite so. because that meant he had something to do, something that wasn't boring, something that felt just as good as sucking on a lolli.

"mmhm!~"

he chimed out, not bothering to set his bag down. instead he plops right down on the couch, making himself comfy. by that, he means head rested in your lap. ranpo's eyes remain shut, like always.

"i wasn't surprised by it all, it had been one of my theories in the very back of my head! though the evidence—"

ranpo pauses, reaching into his pocket to pull out a candy chew. he's quick to unwrap it, plopping it in his mouth. you only hum at the sight, running a hand through his hair.

"was out of wack. also, oddly enough with that was left, you'd think the unsub was in their thirties. wrong! she was sixteen, what an ordeal—"

he's enthusiastic, very much so.

"but even crazy ordeals like this can be solved by me! now, don't i deserve a reward, sugar?"

his lips curve into a smirk. though by the time ranpo's eyes flutter open, he's a bit taken aback. just now, after summarizing the case had he noticed you in one of his sleep shirts.

his gaze remains blank, almost confused.

"ranpo?"

you called out, poking him gently. and yet he only stares. then suddenly, he turns his head, as if refusing something.

"nevermind!"

he suddenly states, rising from the couch. you're cute, very much so he's not sure what to do with it. the brunette's about to retreat to the kitchen, but when he turns around he see's your perplexed face.

with a sigh, he spoke, lips curling at the end.

"the one case i can't ever figure out, is how you're so adorable, sugar"

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More Soukoku PLS 🙏🙏🙏

So I think it's safe to say that the fandom has agreed that Chuuya is rather grumpy when he's tired (and I love that we have all accepted this as fact). So, imagine they are on their way home from Meursault and the plane hits a bit of turbulence. Nothing terrible, but enough to wake Sleeping Beauty (read: Chuuya) who has only been asleep for about 45 minutes.

Chuuya: Grantors of-

Dazai, poking Chuuya's cheek: Chuuya, no. It is not that serious.

Chuuya, swatting Dazai's hand away: Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you spent the last few days preparing to break you out of jail, breaking into Meursault, cosplaying a vampire, following the son of a bitch known as Fyodor around and following every fucking order-

Dazai: Chuuya-

Chuuya: Having to listen to you go on and on about fate and destiny and wtf was that even about??

Dazai: Uh-

Chuuya: Whatever, more importantly, I think I still have water in my lungs, Dazai.

Dazai: And my head still hurts, but you don't see me-

Chuuya: Oh, boo-fucking-hoo. Poor Dazai has a headache! Whatever will we do?! Someone save him! Quick, call a doctor!

Dazai: Then go get a doctor, Chuuya, since your legs are perfectly fine unlike mine!

Chuuya: You wanna go?!

Sigma: Both of you, zip it! Please! I'm trying to figure out where all of these bruises came from and I can't think with you two arguing. For crying out loud, it looks like I've been dropped 15 times!

Dazai: ...

Chuuya: ...

Sigma: ...What?

Dazai: Oh, nothing. I'm sorry Fyodor did that to you.

Chuuya: Yeah, that was real fucked up of him. I'm going back to sleep.

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Since tiktok muted it you guys can have this 😖😖 if you've been ignored all day, this is why I'm sorry I got distracted T-T

idk if this is the platform for edits but this is the first one I've done in months and once again tiktok is useless now so yeah you guys can have this

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What cunty marriage looks like:

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Chuuya… Wake up. Our fate isn’t to be done here. For our—

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the way dazai and chuuya start out this scene all lighthearted and smug but become serious once they realize nikolai is genuinely grieving. they both understand that feeling all too well and aren’t going to make it light of it, even with their enemy

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They're trying to ignore the fact Dazai just spouted two confessions in under thirty minutes, the embarrassment is REAL

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"feels like we could go on for forever this way.." (x)

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So im still in shock from the new episode but i want to point out that all of the skk angst that came out after 101 and 109 was just destroyed in one go.

all of the art and breakdowns of how much chuuya was suffering having to hurt dazai and it turns out he chose to shoot dazai like 3 extra times (I don't blame him, i love dazai but he does kind of deserve it)

This was 100% not part of the plan and was Chuuya relieving some pent up aggression

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Rest of the comic is under the cut, because LONG :0

Also! Content warnings for body horror, guns, blood(although in black and white) and just...horror in general tbh

Operation "Fall of the Hooded Hawk": For situations where one half of skk has to shoot without having clear vision, and relies on the direction of their partner. In this case, Chuuya was giving Dazai coordinates of where to fire by tapping against his ear. (It's kind of like a trust fall)

I scripted a whole followup conversation with more explanation of what exactly the mirror was, and just general context, but this comic has gotten so long that I'm gonna write that as a short scene in prose, because it's mostly dialogue and if I try to draw it all then I think my hands will secede from my body lol — I'll probably be able to get that done in the next couple of days. But in the meantime, thanks for reading! :D

(3/5/24 edit: Followup convo is done!)

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that one scene from tokyo ghoul but make it soukoku