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HELUVAKINKTOBER: DAY 3 - BUKAKKE.

A Chuuya Nakahara | BSD x Female Reader Smut Fanfic.

warnings ; smut , bukakke , sex toys , mutual masturbation , degradation , praise if you squint , overstim if you get a magnifying glass , dazai mention (you can't escape him) , minor crack , nowhere near proofread , it's 1 AM on a school night please don't mind errors.. , etc .

author's note ; girl i feel so dumb. like mid fic writing i re-looked up bukakke and found out it was MULTIPLE MEN cumming on someone's face when i couldve sworn it was just one person. IM SO EMBARRASSED. but anyways.. i'm half awake, if this is horribly written, i'm sorry, and if you find it funny, thank you. i'm funniest when I'm sleep deprived.

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“Fuck yeah, Doll. Touch yourself just like that..”

Chuuya moaned, leaning back into the cool leather of his office chair. You continued to ride the Dildo under his desk, rubbing tight circles on your puffy clit as the Executive before you stroked his length right before your eyes. His strokes were languid, almost teasing. You felt your mouth and pussy moisten at the sight of pre-cum coating the tip of Chuuya’s penis, the warm lighting of his small lamp making it shine beautifully.

He taps his cock on your right cheek, chuckling as a sticky ‘plap’ sound is heard in the obnoxiously silent room. You were fighting your thoughts — the urge to wipe the wet feeling off your cheek and lick it up, finally getting a taste of the redhead on your tongue. Chuuya interrupted your thoughts immediately, as if he were an empath.

“If you move your hands anywhere other than that pretty pussy of yours, there will be some punishments; and I don’t think you want that. Do ya, love?” Chuuya asked. His tone was insincere, shamelessly mocking you with a wide smile plastered on his annoying face. You wanted to retort, but god, were his reprimands attractive. You whine out a defeated ‘No’, sighing as a boisterous laugh rang in your ears. “Good girl. Now ‌keep bouncing f’me.”

Jackass. There was absolutely no wonder why that Dazai fucker hated his guts; who would like this son of a bitch?

That’s what your mind said. Your body, however, quaked for him. Your pussy pleaded for Chuuya’s dick, fingers, tongue, anything other than the cheap plastic he had made you ride. It was pathetically obvious, too, the once pristine tiled floors now coated in a pool of your slick. You wished for Chuuya's sick and twisted game to end, for him to fold you in half and have sex with you until you were senseless—

You hadn’t noticed how sensitive you made yourself while you were fantasizing about Chuuya like a schoolgirl, your clit raw and cunt mush from how hard you pleased yourself. You could’ve cummed just now and you wouldn’t be aware of it. But you couldn’t stop. Your body wouldn’t let you, not after the gorgeous sight before your very eyes.

Chuuya looked disheveled. He leaned all the way back in his chair, his hands tangling in his copper locks as his chest heaved while staring down at you. His moans got louder, louder, and louder, sure to worry anyone that so passed by the Executive’s office. Your gut was put on a spin cycle, the tight feeling in your abdomen returning for the umpteenth time that evening. You flicked, spun, and rubbed your clit as quickly as you could without it hurting, until his left, gloved hand gripped you by the hair and pulled your hair back.

“Open your fucking mouth, baby. I’m gonna glaze you so goddamn much you’d qualify as a fuckin’ donut — Oh, fuck..” the Executive groans. His words were so quick, you could barely understand his sentences. But words hadn’t been the reason for your nearing climax, no. How he handled you so roughly, the way he spoke to your quivering body. It was all too much to handle and process; soon enough, you’d reach the peak of your arousal.

It did. It hit you like a bullet train.

Thick, creamy white globs gushed around the dildo as you clenched around it, moaning out Chuuya’s name as if it was he you were riding like Paul-fucking-Revere. The redhead curses your name, visibly close to his own arrival. You could count how many times his cock twitched before he came; it was almost like everything was in slow motion.

One.

“FUCK.. Take it all, bitch, I want every drop of my cum on your face..”

Two.

“You’re gonna look like such a slut after all this.. I’ll take so many pictures of you just like this and — Shit!”

Three.

And your vision goes black. Well, white.

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heluvaku · 9 months

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DAZAI X READER SMUT HCS .

Dazai Osamu | BSD x Gender-Neutral Reader Smut Headcanons.

warnings ; smut, cunnilingus, blow jobs, teasing, marking, creampie, degradation, praise, semi-public sex, cockwarming, etc.

author's note ; hihi!! i decided to try some slightly new formatting! anyways, i'll be closing requests soon so i can finally do them after ignoring them for so long, so get things in while you can. now go read! shoo!

✦ He's a switch, but Dazai will always have dominance over you.

✦ Dazai will fool you, making you think you've finally gotten him into submission. But just a mere seconds later, you'll become a babbling mess while grinding on his thigh; chasing your much desired climax.

✦ He's such a tease, it's aggravating. Dazai will listen to you beg for him to touch you down there while he kisses all over your body; laughing, smiling, and making crude remarks about you.

✦ Dazai is amazing at giving head. And even that is an understatement..

✦ He'll have you laid back with your legs spread, murmuring about how much he missed your pretty pussy/needy dick although he just had it the day before. Dazai won't spare time after that, immediately getting to work on you.

✦ Dazai eats you out like it's his last day on earth and sucks you off like you're a Slurpee straw. He's so fast, yet so precise and calculated. If you moan his name louder than you have before — even if it's slight — Dazai'll become relentless. He'll go to town on you just like that until he's satisfied.

✦ Dazai has your body mapped out. He knows exactly what you like and what you don't, what makes you squirm and writhe, what makes you moan and whimper, etc. He uses that to his advantage, unsurprisingly.

✦ However, Dazai isn't overly kinky. He definitely has some kinks — just not any.. extreme ones, if that makes any sense.

✦ Dazai's all for praise and degradation; he mixes the two together all the time. He's practically the owner of "Such a good slut. Only for me".

✦ Dazai has you cock-warm him very often, especially in the Agency. He'll place you right on his cock, giving you orders to not move an inch or you two'll be caught. Only when everyone has clocked out for the day will he give you the pleasure you oh so craved.

✦ Dazai is insanely into creampie. Every time he pulls out to see his cum leaking out of your fucked out hole, he goes absolutely insane. Dazai always feels the need to fuck some more into you since the last load seeped out of you.

✦ I honestly don't see Dazai as anything but a thigh guy. He loves to mark you up on your inner thighs; Dazai revels in knowing that only he knows that those hickies and bite marks are there — no one else.

✦ Favorite position? He doesn't have one. Well.. It's more of his inability to choose one. Dazai takes great pleasure in bending you into unique positions; whether it be you arching your back, face down, ass up into the pillows, or him pushing your legs to your chest and fucking you raw, he doesn't care. Dazai just loves to be inside you.

✦ Aftercare with Dazai is the complete opposite of boring. He's so fucking unserious.. even more than he usually is. He takes care of you. Why wouldn't he? But he's cracking oh so many jokes that range from mocking your moans to how dying between your legs would've been the perfect suicide. Life is never dull with Dazai, and you'll always be glad it isn't.

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heluvaku · 7 months

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HELUVAKINKTOBER: DAY 4 - PROSTITUTION.

A Dazai Osamu | BSD x Gender-Neutral Smut Fanfic.

warnings ; smut , reader is a prostitute , rough sex, dacryphilia , hair pulling , doggy style , spanking?? maybe?? , begging , etc .

author's note ; don't worry. daddy's home. HIHI EVERYONE!!! im so many days behind but shh we dont talk about that. i got grounded and i have so much going on but remember what i said on the masterlist? fuck it, WE BALL!!!! anyways this seems really mediocre but i need to catch up really fast so... enjoy what you can ^^

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Nights get desolate when the Ex-Mafia member isn’t attempting suicide. Tonight, Dazai seemed to be particularly lonely — he was yearning for another. No, not for a double suicide — get the idea of suicide out of your head, goddamn it. What the detective needed was someone to fornicate with, naturally. But a trail of broken hearts follows his path in life; all of said hearts being his own.. But hearts nonetheless.

His hands just wouldn’t do it for him this time around. No matter how fast he stroked, what he fantasized about, anything at all — he couldn’t get himself off. So, what was this renowned agent of the Armed Detective Agency doing in solution to his predicament?

He hired a prostitute.

He hired you.

Dazai’s cock drilled into your cum-stuffed hole, his shaft sliding in and out with ease. Moist sounds of skin against skin fill the room each time he bottoms out. The hefty headboard slams against the wall, its sound resembling objects falling during an earthquake. You bury your head into his pillow, moans unmuffling after each harsh thrust.

You’ve serviced many needy men throughout your career, yes, but there’s something.. different about Dazai. Perhaps it was his odd sense of charm? His concerning amount of bandages? Perhaps even the fact he’s fucking you like it’s the baby boom all over again. You couldn’t even fathom how good he felt inside of you, much unlike your older clients.

A smack on your ass brings you out of your daze. You wince at the sting, looking back at the brunette pistoning himself inside you with a broad smile on his face. His other hand rests on your hair, gripping onto you as he rails you into oblivion.

“What is it, bella? Did I hurt you too much?” Dazai pouts, gently caressing the red mark. You bob your head, eyes glossy as the young man laughs in your face. “Awe, poor baby. Do you want me to slow down?”

Before you could even muster up an answer, Dazai slowed his hips until he eventually came to a stop. You never thought you’d see yourself begging for any of your clients, but tonight seemed to be a night where everything went off course.

Fat tear droplets ran down your cheeks as loud pleas left your throat, your voice becoming hoarse. The detective rolled his eyes, a spiel of boredom in his voice when he spoke. “Oh, come on. Do you really feel that good? For all I know, you may be trying to get more money from me like the whore you are.”

You feverishly shake your head no. He wasn’t exactly wrong — nor right, actually. You’ve pretended to cum more times than you can even count; but he was the first customer you have ever been this needy for.

“P-Please, keep going, I’ll even make this session free — I just need to.. Please, Dazai,” you cry, the lump in your throat feeling worse the more you hic and sob. Dazai stares at you, speechless with a shit-eating grin. After a moment of silence, Dazai bursts out laughing at you. Feeling humiliated, you sighed and silently cried into the pillow once more. It wasn’t long before a hard thrust went into you, ripping a moan from your throat.

“Suck it up, won’t you? I never said I was stopping for good.”

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HELUVAKINKTOBER: DAY 5 - COLLARING.

A Jouno Saigiku | BSD x Gender-Neutral Reader Smut Fanfic.

warnings ; smut , collaring , brat taming , oral (m. receiving) , blow jobs, facefucking , mean dom jouno nation #realness , etc .

author’s note ; HEY THEREEEE HEY THERE YOU HEY THEREEE!!! ^_^ okay so minor set back… my computer’s charger is a eensie weensie bit broken, and i may or may not be grounded so.. catching up on kinktober might take a minute. BUT WE’RE GETTING THERE.. ISH…. anyways go shoo shoo enjoy!

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Humiliating.

That’s the only thing you could label your predicament as. If only you weren’t such a brat, maybe Jouno would’ve been nicer. But when is he ever? In his own defense, you were always acting out to pull a reaction from him. You can’t get mad at him over your own actions. But god, your disobedience always ended up making you feel good.

Your mouth was stuffed with the blind king’s cock, choking and gagging as he yanked you up and down by the chain of your collar. It was gorgeous; a simple deep, sensual shade of red leather and a golden name tag with the word ‘Slut’ etched onto it. Perfect for a whore like you, was it not? Saliva and cum coated his cock, the bitter, salty taste bound to stay in your mouth for hours — maybe even days to come. Jouno leaned back into the chair of the empty Hunting Dogs meeting room, sadistically chuckling at your increasing heartbeat and the stench of sweat.

“Enjoying our punishment, are we?” Saigiku teased, a condescending smirk on his face, a faint blush on his cheeks. A muffled hum of affirmation leaves your throat vibrating around his sensitive cock. The white-haired man shoves your head down on his length, whimpering as he throws his head back in pleasure. “Careful now, Darling. You don’t want us to be caught, now do you?”

Shutting your eyes tight and clenching your fist to maintain your removed gag reflex, you swirl your tongue around his tip, a non-verbal indication of ‘no’. Jouno moans, bucking his hips up into your maw. “Then keep sucking like the fucking slut you are. You wanted this, am I not mistaken?”

From that point further, Jouno completely disregarded you as a human being. You were his personal fleshlight to use to his heart's content, and until he came, you will stay in that role. Jouno lifted you up by the collar and slammed you back down, his pace ruthless as used your throat like a simple hole to fuck into. His eyes were screwed shut, whimpering after each time you strained around his thick dick. Your jaw cramped, the feeling all too much for you. It wasn’t long until the soldier twitched inside your mouth, cursing as he bullied himself into your throat.

“Listen here, bitch, and listen well,” Jouno groaned, his pace becoming sloppier by the second, “You are gonna take every single drop I spill inside of you, and I don’t want anything spilling out of that adorable mouth. Do I make myself clear?”

You couldn’t even choke out your reply before a copious amount of semen spilled into your mouth, filling you like a twinkie. Garbling, you take everything in, just as Jouno requested. But there was one thing you seemed to forget:

Jouno was cruel.

Jouno quickly pulled out of your mouth, forcing a small amount of his seed out of your mouth and onto your chin. You tried to wipe it up, hoping he wouldn’t be able to tell. He couldn’t; he’s blind — right?

Wrong. Oh, so terribly wrong. Jouno smiled, shaking his head in disappointment and clicking his tongue against his teeth.

“So disobedient.. A shame, truly. Just when I planned on giving you a reward, too. Oh well, then. Stand up and bend over, Dear. I’m nowhere near done with you.”

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HELUVAKINKTOBER: DAY 2 - ROLEPLAY.

A Fyodor Dostoyevsky | BSD x Female Reader Smut Fanfic.

warnings ; smut , roleplay , dacryphilia , sex toys, pussy slapping , pwp/plot what plot , religious themes , cunnilingus , mean fyodor :( , reader is implied to be chubby , reader's role is an angel , fedya is just ... fedya , not proofread , etc .

author's note ; HIHI!!! day two and i was already almost behind.. i've been writing all day to get this done , and i still couldn't finish it all in time so I left it on a cliffhanger. i swear, i'll give you all the part two of this some other time .. but for now , take this. enjoy !

p.s - this is the longest fic on my acc as of currently. ily fyodor ...

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You sit on a lavish bed in a dimly lit bedroom, the lights bright just enough to see your unpigmented lingerie underneath the thin, translucent satin nightgown you wore. The undergarments had intricate weavings, each pattern having meticulous designs with folded white wings sewn into them. To top it off, a headband-bound spring hung up the pastel yellow halo on your head; completing the ‘angel’ look that Fyodor worked so hard to put together for you.

As if your thoughts had cued him in, the sound of a door creaking open filled the otherwise silent room; a chuckle belonging to no one but the man you loved ringing in your ears. Clutching the fabric of the comforter, you watch as the demon shuts and locks your only exit, turning to you with a smile of mischief.

“My, what a sight for sore eyes,” he says, strolling towards your nervous figure. “Such a magnificent, holy woman. Might I ask why you’ve fallen from the heavens to speak with me?”

Fyodor crawls onto the bed and places his hands on your shoulders. He was as cold as a glacier, anemia working everything but wonders on his lankier frame. You, however, were plump. You felt warmer than a fireplace with personality that could light up an entire room. ‘A star brought down from the celestials’, Fyodor would say.

“Are you here to tell me how I’m far from free of sin? Or perhaps..” the Russian murmured, his accent rolling off of his tongue deliciously, “you’re here for conversion.”

Fyodor runs his hands down your body, stopping as he reaches your plush thighs. After giving them a light squeeze, the rat brings his left hand up to your chin, turning your head to face him. “Which is it, моя любовь? Do you wish to spread the ‘lord’s’ faith, or listen to mine?”

You quickly exhale, regaining your composure. “I can’t even fathom the idea of a simple man being able to strip me of the lord’s hands. I’m intrigued, mortal. Do tell.”

“Excellent,” the Rat mumbles, gently kissing your soft lips. He handled your body as if you were a glass figure that he was instructed to handle with care. Fyodor’s icy hands caressed your skin, leaving goosebumps with every touch.

Toying with the hem of the nightgown, Fyodor stares up at you with feigned innocent eyes. “Oh, great one, may I please witness your purity in its entirety?”

“Yes. You have proven yourself worthy, my child.”

“Thank you. I will not put your acts of kindness in vain,” Fyodor mumbled. The Russian leisurely raises your garment over your head, stripping you down to the lingerie you wore. He felt his mouth water at the mere sight of your body, taking in every curve and crevice of your form. “Ты великолепна, любовь моя. I could simply devour you.”

And devour you he did. Fyodor crashed his lips onto yours, his kisses quick and feverish as if he was being timed. Not pulling away from you, the Rat maneuvers himself on top of your curvy figure, laying you down. His lips trail down your body, starting from your cheek and briskly moving down south. Fyodor stops at your lower abdomen, gently kissing your navel.

“Oh, how I wish to spill my seed into you. Perhaps our child would be pure, much unlike all of mankind,” the Demon whispered, resuming his journey down your body. Sighing in content, Fyodor stared at your damp, sticky panties, the fabric clinging to your pussy. “Мой ангел, perhaps you aren’t as innocent as you so claim. Такой мокрый без причины.”

You stifle a moan as Fyodor runs a finger down your clothed cunt, planting sloppy, open mouth kisses on your inner thighs. Once he reaches your dripping core, he smiles, then turns to kiss up the other limb. Desperacy boils within you, pathetic whines becoming flat out wimpish as he takes his sweet time, nipping and licking at the soft flesh.

“Patience, Dear. Patience,” the Russian says, chastising you. You couldn’t seem to tell, though, His voice was too sweet to decipher his intentions — something you despised about him. “Is a man not allowed to eat before he drinks?”

“Yes, wise one, of course,” you whimper, biting your lower lip to calm yourself down, “but please, get to your preaching.”

“Right away, O great one.”

Not a moment after, Fyodor licks a long stripe up your clothed pussy, his tongue flat on your clit. Your body jolts, hips involuntarily bucking towards his face. Chuckling, Fyodor peels your panties to the side, spreading you open with his middle and index fingers.

“You see, мой дорогой, in my eyes, not one soul is free of sin. Not even one as holy as yours,” he says matter-of-factly. Fyodor slowly flicks his tongue up and down your hole, just the tip of the appendage slipping inside of you. His pace was agonizing. There was so much you wanted to do to get him to speed up; but you couldn’t act out of character. Who knew what punishment would await you?

“Whatever do you mean, mortal?” you ask through clenched teeth, watching as he ate you out, “such a snide remark shall have you exiled from the eyes of God. I recommend you explain yourself.”

“Need I explain? My statement will remain true, Darling. I plan on proving it to you like..” He trails off, landing one last sluggish stripe up your cunt, stopping right where your clit was. His laugh was impish, a smile full of ill intent pairing with it. He planned to wreck you.

“This.”

His lips immediately latched onto your clit, sucking the button of flesh and yanking a noisy moan from your throat; halo bobbing as you threw your head back. Fyodor’s eyes never seemed to leave you; watching each move your body made because of his tongue.

“Если бы ты только мог увидеть себя…” the Demon slurred. Lewd, sticky slurps emitted from between your legs, slick and saliva briskly coating your thighs and Fyodor’s pale face. The sound of the headboard punching on the wall partially brought you out of your daze, staring back down at Fyodor to see him humping the mattress at a tempo matching the strokes of his tongue.

His mouth disappeared from your clit, only for his rough fingers to replace it. They rub and flick the nub with fervor, yet it’s far from overdone. It’s fast enough to give you immense pleasure; to send you over the edge. If Fyodor was kind, he would’ve let you cum on his fingers — but what’s the use in discussing the “If”s? He’s not. He lives up to his alias, he truly is a monster.

“That’s more than enough, don’t you think, милый?” Fyodor asks. He shoots you a smile, pulling himself away from your body entirely. You shake your head no, pleas and cries of continuation falling from your lips. The Russian’s grin flattens into a stoic, upset expression, and before you know it, a harsh slap is landed on your cunt. Sobs of pain and pleasure escape your throat, your voice hitching. “Keep in character, кукла.”

You choke on tears, a lump forming in your throat. Fyodor brings two digits to your vagina, running them between your folds as if easing out the sting. The kind gesture was a simple facade, as his arm rears back and smacks you right on your sensitive clit. You yelp, hurrying with your pained reply, “Y-Yes.. Indeed. Please, move on with f-further ministries..”

“So hungry for more.. Is the conversion working, малыш?” the Monster chuckled, getting off of your shared bed to open the drawer of his nightstand. A long, purple dildo rests in his palm as he shuts the dresser and sits behind you. He kisses your tear stained left cheek, a small token of reassurance.

Fyodor pulls you closer to his chest, hands wandering across your body. He gives you a few seconds to recover, then slides his thumb through the band of your underwear, inaudibly asking — no; telling you to raise your hips so he could yank them down.

Of course, you oblige. Fyodor hums, placing the soaked garment to the side for.. ‘later use’. The raven haired man brings the dildo to your tight, wet pussy, running it down your slit. “You’re simply too precious for me, a sinner, to fuck in such a grotesque manner. Won’t you let me drag you down to reality and make you absolutely braindead on this simple object?”

You gulp, wiping your tears from your hot cheeks. “Yes, yes you may. S-Show me how it feels to sin..”

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heluvaku · 8 months

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PAPER SOLDIER.

A Fyodor Dostoyevsky | BSD x Female Reader x Dazai Osamu | BSD Smut Fanfic.

warnings ; smut, pussy slapping, fingering, threesomes, degradation, biting, praise if you squint, orgasm denial if you get a magnifying glass, not proof-read.

author's note ; hihi !! sorry for my absence, im getting ready for school next week, and my birthday was this weekend :) im working on a fic that was dedicated to myself rn, so have this tiny fic. enjoy! funfact: all my fic titles are songs that i like ;p !

“Look at her, clenching around nothing. Pathetic, is it not?”

Dazai and Fyodor laughed with each other, degrading you as if you weren’t right in front of them. You knew not to speak unless spoken to, afraid of the punishment that would ensue if you had. After the two radiant men in front of you finished joking about your neediness, the Russian knelt down between your shaking legs.

“Do tell, Moya lyubov, how bad do you crave to have both of us inside of you?” he asked. Fyodor caressed your thighs, his breath fanning against your warm, sticky core. Instead of answering, you scoot yourself towards the demon's mouth, begging to have his tongue ravage you.

Disappointed, Fyodor pulls away from your legs and sits on his knees, giving you an insincere frown. You looked at the raven haired man confused, unsure of where Dazai went or why he was upset with you. Before you could even process he was now beside you, the brunette man’s hand smacked down on your cunt, making you jolt and yelp.

“We don’t want to do this, Bella. You’ve been such a good girl until now—” Dazai murmured. Using his middle and ring finger, he spreads you open, shooting a wicked smile at Fyodor; which he returns to him.

“—But you hadn’t answered my question. Disobeying orders results in a punishment; I thought you knew that well,” the rat keened. As if he read his mind, Dazai removed his fingers from your pussy and gave it another rough slap. Tears started to form; but all the two men did was chuckle.

“Wanna give it another go, hun?” the detective asked. He kissed your shoulder, resting his free hand on the other to massage you. “Maybe Fyodor’ll give you another chance..”

“Oh, but her teary, desperate eyes are gorgeous..”

“Indeed. But I’m sure she’s ready to redeem herself.”

“Are you sure you don’t just want to fuck her?”

“So what if I do? If you didn’t want to as well, you wouldn’t be here,” Dazai teased. Listening to them bicker over you only made you wetter, which hadn’t gone unnoticed.

With a hum, Dazai kissed your cheek and slid his fingers back through your slit. You moaned, arching your back at the sudden pleasure. He moved his digits up, rubbing tight circles on your sensitive clit. “C’mon, baby. Answer his question,” he whispered.

Through half-lidded eyes, you saw Fyodor back between your legs, kissing and biting the inside of your thighs. Just the sight of him and Dazai’s fingers could make you cum, but another punishment is the last thing you want. You open your mouth to speak; but a whine leaves your throat instead.

“You’re not fucked dumb already, are you?” the Russian questioned. “We’ve barely even started, kukla.”

“It’s just a few words, belladonna,” Dazai said. His fingers dove inside you, slowly pistoning them in and out of you, “say what he wants, and we’ll make you feel amazing.”

“Here, I’ll even ask you again:” Fyodor starts, “how bad do you crave to have both of us inside of you?”

“S-So bad.. I need both of you to fill me up..” you mumble. Fyodor tutted you and shook his head with another frown. Sighing with dissatisfaction, the brunette pulled his fingers out of you. The tears that were in your eyes finally fell, hot salty streaks going down your cheeks.

“I’m afraid you need to be louder, darling. Just a little more, I swear to you,” the rat said. Dazai shushed you and wiped your tears while Fyodor kissed and nibbled on your thighs like a mouse with cheese. He always got so close to your quivering pussy, yet pulled away each time he did. “Go on, love.”

“So bad, Fyodor.. I-I need the both of you to cum inside me s-so much I pass out..”

“See, was that so hard?” Dazai teased, a punchable smile plastered on his face. If you weren’t in your current situation, you’d glare at him.

“Khoroshaya rabota, moya dorogaya,” Fyodor praised. “Now, get on your hands and knees..”

“It’s time for your reward.”

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EDGAR ALLAN POE SMUT HCS.

E. A. Poe | BSD x Gender-Neutral Reader Smut Headcanons .

warnings ; smut, my pussy wrote this and its 3 am prepare for errors, body worship, cunnilingus, blowjob, face sitting, breeding mention, praise kink, cowgirl position, etc.

authors note ; hi guys .. im a bsd fan .. a big one ... and i fucking love poe so much im obsessed with him . this entire thing is self indulgent i swear to you (which is why female anatomy is mentioned more in this . sorry guys TvT) . sighs deeply .... anyways go read ttyl ! ^_^

✦ Poe's a Sub. 100%. But occasionally, he's not -- and on those occasions he's a Service Dom.

✦ He acts high and mighty, yet nearly crumbles from the slightest bit of teasing from you. He stammers and whines so pathetically from just a simple touch. If you leave Poe alone after that, later you'll feel him wrap his hands around your waist and meekly grind against you to show how hard he is for you.

✦ Poe loves when you gently place kisses on his body, especially his neck. He's the most sensitive there. Bite him there and you'll receive the most pitiful whimpers you ever heard. His tip gets all sticky from just that alone .. please stroke him off , he deserves it :((

✦ Speaking of Poe's dick, it's HUGE. It's a little girthy and very long. He simply has big dick energy I don't know what to tell you. He cums so much, too. Hot, sticky, salty ropes always gush out load by load, emptying himself out. He has so much more, though .. <3

✦ A pillow prince when he's subbing. He's an absolute mess when you suck his dick, his whimpers and babbles filling the room while you bob your head and swirl your tongue around him. He begs to cum, even if you never asked him to.

✦ Service Dom Poe isn't entirely different.. But you can easily tell them apart.

✦ Poe always does body worship. He'll kiss you all the way down your body like you do for him, mumbling praise as his lips touch your warm skin.

✦ His favorite part of you to kiss is your thighs. If you're plus sized or have larger thighs you're putting him in pure bliss, I'm telling you. Poe would bury himself in them if he could.

✦ On that note, Poe is into face sitting. Heavily. He likes it when you close your thighs around his head when you cum, along with you grind on his tongue and make a mess on his face.

✦ He himself isn't exactly a messy eater, though. Poe's slow and calculated, sucking and flicking your clit with his tongue exactly the way you like it. He doesn't mind if you squirm either; it lets him know how well he's doing. The same applies if you have a dick - he sucks at a reasonable pace, and doesn't mind if you start to facefuck him.

✦ Poe's so focused on pleasing you he denies his own needs. He'd deny his own orgasm just to feel you cum around his cock a little more .. He just wants to make you feel good :((

✦ Please praise him. Doesn't matter if Poe's subbing or dominating; just do it. It's his favorite thing ever. He loves to give and receive it.

✦ Poe likes to make you read his novels when he's giving you head or fucking you. The way you stammer and sputter always makes him smile.

✦ Poe writes out the fantasies he has of you nearly all the time. They range from you topping him, fucking him until he can't cum anymore to Poe breeding you, his thick cum pouring out of your stuffed hole. He never lets anyone read them - not even you.

✦ His favorite position is Cowgirl. It works for when he's a sub and a dom -- you can take control, riding him while he grips the sheets desperately, or he can hold you by your hips to help you bounce on him; yanking out your fourth orgasm for the night. Poe loves the duality of it.

✦ Aftercare with Poe is very sweet! When he subs he's tired as fuck, so he ushers you to join him for bed and whispers about how much he loves you as you both doze off. When he doms, he's not as tired, but he's all over you making sure you're okay and if you need anything. He's infatuated with you, his various love poems for you has proof of that.

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ROLE MODEL.

A Fyodor Dostoyevsky | BSD x Gender-Neutral Reader Smut Fanfic.

warnings ; smut , reader has female anatomy but is overall gender neutral (except for one (1) use of 'girl') , slapping , mean fedya , bondage , praise if you squint , a bit short , nikolai mention giggles , not proofread , etc .

authors note ; hihi !!! hope you guys missed me... yes i returned solely because fyodor's birthday was yesterday and i HAD to write smth for him. ignore that. giggle wiggles. also i got lazy and ended it on a cliffhanger.. oopsie poops dont get too mad

Fyodor always was a man who saw himself as dignified.

He believed someone as sanctified as he shall always receive the utmost respect, no matter the form; especially on his date of birth. He asked for no presents, no surprises to be thrown. Cakes were out of the question, too. The sweet thing Fyodor wished to devour was you.

Silk purple ribbon danced around your body, the fabric an eye-pleasing restraint. It wasn’t your idea to put it on; in fact, it was Gogol who brought it up. The clown dumped several ideas of what to do for your ‘acquaintance’s’ birthday onto you, some more obscene than others. But you couldn’t be upset at him; not when his ideas led you to paradise.

Lithe digits grip your hips as you sloppily bounce on Fyodor’s shaft, his hands attempting to keep you steady. Hours ago, your ability to think fled elsewhere, the capability to speak following suit. It was as if you were a mindless doll, a toy whose only purpose was to serve its owner.

“You seem to enjoy this more than me, Kukla,” the demon shamed, “must I remind you why I’m permitting you free rein of my body?”

The Russian receives no reply. Sounds of skin against skin and squelching of slick echo throughout the empty bedroom; braindead babbles accompanying the lewd melody of intercourse. It was gorgeous, music to Fyodor’s very ears, but there was something.. missing. Something that would make this song perfect.

Fyodor slapped your cheek, hitting hard enough to leave a sting, but not a mark. You were beautiful, after all. He would never want to taint such a graceful figure. My, were you a sight for sore eyes when you cried. Eyes that were once glossed over with tears finally let them run free, each droplet hastily streaming down your cheeks.

A pale hand reached up to your face, cupping the section hot with assault and tears. Fyodor wiped away the teardrops with his thumb, a feigned look of sympathy on his visage. “I’m sorry, love, but I will not take such disrespect from you. Give me an answer, or I’ll have another give me the benefaction that I seek.”

Despite your hazy mind, you shook your head no and brought all movements on the raven-haired man's cock to a halt. Your heart banged in your chest as you finally relaxed, the ribbon still keeping you up straight. Chuckling, Fyodor brought both appendages to your boobs, toying with your nipples through the thin cloth.

“Good. Now, go on. Do I have to remind you why I’m letting you do this?”

“No, sir..”

“Really, now? Tell me then.”

“B-Because you want me to make you feel good..”

“Correct, Milaya moya. Such a smart girl,” the Russian praised. “Don’t lose focus on the objective at hand, and answer when I speak to you. Do I make myself clear?”

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HELUVAKINKTOBER: DAY ONE - PEGGING.

A Sigma | BSD x Gender-Neutral Reader Smut Fanfic.

warnings ; smut, pegging, dacryphilia, anal, implied rough sex, implied edging, doggy style, subby sigma JOYOUS DAY!, dom reader, etc.

author's note ; the start of a very, very long month.. but hi guys! i'll try to consistently post this month.. and if not, please don't mad, lots of school things are happening <<//33 thank you for your understanding and have a nice read! ^_^

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“.. Excuse me?”

Sigma stared at you with wide eyes. He had trouble comprehending your question, let alone the fact that you asked him to do such an obscene act with a smile and a feigned look of innocence. His face heats up; a sheen of sweat coating his gorgeous, fair skin. Clearing your throat, you stepped closer to him, causing him to step back in submission.

“I asked you if we could try pegging. You might just like it, Sigma,” You chirp, a shit-eating grin plastered on your face. "But if you don’t want to, I won’t push it further.”

The manager paused to ponder on your statement further. He’s never opposed anything you wanted to do during intercourse; but uncertainty just couldn’t help to rise in his stomach before it took over his entire being. Despite Sigma’s concern, the idea piqued his interest. He wondered how it would feel; your length being shoved inside him for once. The longer he thought, the harder he became, which had gone far from being unnoticed.

“Is it a yes?” You ask, your smug demeanor breaking into one of hope and excitement. Seconds felt like hours while he hesitated on his well awaited reply. Sigma felt torn, uncertain whether to maintain his dignity or satisfy his body's desire for release. Deciding on the latter, he sighed, bidding his sense of class farewell.

“Yes, you may,” he murmured, a look of defeat in his eyes. He chewed on the inside of his bottom lip to calm his rising nerves, chest heaving as if he ran up seventy flights of stairs. Sigma’s length strained and throbbed in his pants. Looking down at his protruding erection in shame, he let out a small whine and gently palmed himself.

“Just be slow with me.. Please.”

Whining in anticipation, Sigma arched his back like a feline stalking its prey. His cock oozes pre-cum, leaving a gorgeous clear coat on his rosy pink tip. Slowly pumping his shaft, you slide yourself into Sigma’s thoroughly prepared hole, chuckling at his moan of pleasure. The amnesiac burrows his head further into the pillow, shutting his eyes tight as if he was receiving a shot. You run your hands down the sides of his elegant, thin body, hushing his cries.

You caressed Sigma's hair, allowing him a moment to adjust after you pushed yourself fully into him. It was a tight fit‌, and discomfort was the last thing you wished to grant him during this time of intimacy. After a few seconds, you hear a few muffled words that were presumably begging for you to start moving. Giving Sigma the pleasure he was yearning for was too basic for your taste, however. He always looked beautiful when overcome with pleasure; tears and drool staining his once stoic face. Chuckling to yourself, you grabbed him by his luscious two-toned hair and gently lifted his head, a whimper emitting from the young man. You lean forward, leaving a plethora of kisses from his back to his earlobe.

Using the sweetest voice you could muster up, you whisper in Sigma’s ear, “I couldn’t hear you, dear. Could you please re-inform me of what you’d like for me to do?”

Ever so slowly, you pulled your hips back, then roughly slammed into him, causing Sigma to choke on a moan. His breath swiftly became quick and shaken; it was like he had run a ten kilometer marathon.

“P-Please, move,” Sigma asked, his voice barely a whisper. If you hadn’t been so close, edging him like your life depended on such, you wouldn’t have heard him. “I’ll be good, just for you — please, I need..”

He trails off on his sentence, a desperate sound punctuating it. Clicking your tongue, you abandoned the grip on his locks, trailing the hand down to his hips and squeezing them with both hands.

“Until you tell me what you need directly..” You say, ending the sentence with a slam of your hips. The bed frame made an obnoxiously loud thud against the wall in unison with Sigma’s cry of pleasure, tears pricking the young man’s eyes. “You won’t get any sense of stimulation. All you’ll receive is a simple thrust that’ll occur every five minutes.”

“Do I make myself clear?”

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HELUVAKINKTOBER: DAY 6 - FROTTAGE .

A Kunikida Doppo | BSD x Gender-Neutral Reader Fanfic.

warnings ; smut , frottage , reader has female anatomy , thigh riding , soft dom! kunikida , kuni fights demons trying not to fuck , dazai mention (CANNOT escape that guy) , not proofread , probably a bit mid , etc .

author's note ; hey. its been a while since youve seen my face. IM SO LATE I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW im trying to catch uppppp !!!! ive just been so busy guys please excuse me ....

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Kunikida’s a busy man, you know that well.

He always has something he needs to do or errands to run. Even when he’s not, he’s too engaged in the ‘time consuming’ activity of cursing out Dazai. You rarely have time for yourselves, and it’s draining to you — Kunikida, as well. This was all until one day in the late evening in no other place than the Armed Detective Agency.

You felt needier than usual; something that the toys you had at home wouldn’t satiate. Thinking long and hard, you stare at Kunikida, wanting his dick in the same caliber as your thoughts. You sigh, eyes widening in determination when something had come to mind.

You had an idea.

You stood up, smoothing out your dress pants as you walked towards Kunikida’s desk, leaning on the back of his chair. Before you could even start your sweet talking, Kunikida shot you down. Albeit expected, it still disappointed you.

“I’m sorry, Darling, but I’m occupied,” the blonde sighed, pushing up his glasses, “I assure you, once we get home, I’ll give you all the attention in the world. Does that sound good, love?”

“But I want you now, ‘Kida,” you pouted, “Plus, the thing I wanted to do allows you to keep working. It’d be a win-win!”

“Really now? Do tell, then.”

“I wanna ride your thigh.”

Silence. The detective hadn’t said a word in response, staring at you with a rather shocked expression. Seconds felt like hours waiting for his reply, petrifyingly nervous of rejection. The tension broke as Kunikida placed his hand on his desk, jogging himself back inside of the rolling chair he sat in.

“Take off your pants. It’d be a pain trying to clean up your.. ‘mess’ from them.”

You sloppily grind your hips against the rough fabric on your fiance’s left thigh, moaning quick and breathlessly against Kunikida’s ear. Your hips stutter after a specific roll of your body as your heavily stimulated clit dragged across the detective’s lap. Kunikida continued with his work, fighting his own urges of getting himself off. His fingers were more aggressive than usual each time they hit the keyboard, itching to push everything off his desk and fuck you senseless.

Kunikida’s patience was thinning. He didn’t like that. Work had to be done. He didn’t have time to give into his hormonal-teen-boyish fantasies with you at the moment. But your whines sounded so delicious, how could he focus in these conditions? He was bound to lose this tug of war with his dignity; but it didn’t elate him that it happened so quickly. Cries of his name snap him in and out of reality, staring down at your stuttering hips. Kunikida formed a concerned look on his face as you slow yourself down.

“Kuni.. I can’t, it hurts, please..” you cry, a pained sound emitting from you as you jerk your hips on his lap nonstop. Kunikida sighs, rests his hands on your waist, then kisses your cheek.

“You wanted this, dear. I’m not sure what you expected,” He says, slightly scolding you, “it’ll be alright, hun. Let me take care of you, okay?”

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ARMED DETECTIVE AGENCY.

✦ DAZAI OSAMU - SMUT HEADCANONS.

✦ PAPER SOLDIER - FYODOR + DAZAI 3WAY SMUT.

PORT MAFIA.

UH, WHERE ARE THE FICS?

THE GUILD.

✦ EDGAR ALLAN POE - SMUT HEADCANONS.

DECAY OF ANGELS.

✦ PAPER SOLDIER - FYODOR + DAZAI 3WAY SMUT.

✦ ROLE MODEL - FYODOR SMUT .

HUNTING DOGS.

✦ JOUNO SAIGIKU - SMUT HEADCANONS.

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— WHAT IS THIS EVENT? ⛧

cunnilinovember is a week-long event that i thought up pretty much on a whim. every fic written and posted for these days are centered around oral sex — also known as cunnilingus. not only is this a "because i wanna" event, this is also a thank you for 500 followers! i've never been happier, thank you.

if not made obvious, this is a NSFW EVENT, and i am, in fact, a minor as of writing these. if that makes you uncomfortable, please do not engage with my work and me.

— NOVEMBER 19TH: ODASAKU .

Synopsis: Oda acknowledges all you do for him, and he's thankful for it. What better way to show his gratitude other than drowning himself in your pretty, plump thighs?

— NOVEMBER 20TH: YOSANO .

Synopsis: A little doctor's appointment set between two lovers. Don't worry, Dr. Yosano will fix your pretty pussy right up. ♡

— NOVEMBER 21ST: DAZAI .

Synopsis: Dazai's such a goddamn idiot. Him and his stupid smile. Oh, how you wish to sit on his face and wipe that grin off of it. He isn't opposed to the idea, anyway.

— NOVEMBER 22ND: HUMPDAY .

Due to Wednesdays being called "hump days", no fic will be posted. Reasons being because I'll be in DIRE need of a break, and it's hump day. This event is not dedicated to that.

— NOVEMBER 23RD: TETCHO .

Synopsis: After fighting a peculiar gifted for the Hunting Dogs, Tetcho has been coming off as.. needier. He's been driving himself away from you, preventing himself from ruining you — but his plan was soon to crumble.

— NOVEMBER 24TH: RANPO

Synopsis: Thanksgiving! A fun day for everyone throughout the agency. Ranpo devoured the desserts, but he's not done — he wants you next.

— NOVEMBER 25TH: TACHIHARA.

Synopsis: Tachihara was assigned to drop in on one of the Port Mafia Executive meetings by the Hunting Dogs, but once he saw his beloved girlfriend all dolled up in her chair, he couldn't wait to get a taste of you.

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