#bsd scenario

[ethereal-blossom]

Giving BSD boys a blowjob for the first time

ft. dazai, kunikida

warnings: blowjobs (surprise!) MDNI

a/n: kinda wrote these in mind thinking it was also giving them a handjob for the first time so I guess that's double the fun!

Dazai Osamu ♡

Your eyes looked up to find Dazai's face, searching for a sign of approval. In response, Dazai let out a validating, soft moan and closed his eyes as he nodded. "You're doing excellent, belladonna."

It wasn't unexpected. Dazai, sharp and observant as a hawk, had seen the way your eyes lingered over every small change in his facial expressions. While you were dating, both of you had agreed to take things slow. Even small milestones like holding hands was a huge thing for the man that was wrapped in bandages. The slow burn of deepening your relationship into each other's hearts until it left a permanent mark that even time couldn't erase, was wonderful.

But with time grows desire. Dazai teased you to the point of dilated pupils, hitching breaths, and a blush that cups your cheeks. Exactly like planned, the detective thought, smirking behind the mask of crafted innocence. Except, the plan had been for you to beg him to touch you; not that you would beg to make him feel good as your fingers pushed his hips onto the couch. Dazai is highly aware of his intelligence that makes him read people as if they are a children's book, but sometimes, he thinks he doesn't always grab your nature. The type of nature that has you on your knees in front of him, getting high off of his pleasure.

When you wanted to focus your attention back on the twitching cock in your hand, the sight of Dazai's fingers grabbed your attention. You knew Dazai better than any living soul. Although still a mystery novel that hides behind words of deceive and avoidance to keep parts of itself hidden until the time of reveal is there, this mystery novel was slowly showing you its pages that brought you closer to the truth.

One of the mysteries revealed was Dazai's massive self-control over his external reactions. Emotions were another vulnerable aspect of what it meant to be human, and Dazai hid them masterfully. A part of that was because it functioned as a tactic to reach his goals and stay in control, but a part of you wondered if it was because Dazai feared vulnerability more than a bullet. Emotional suffering is torture for the ones with a sensitive heart.

While Dazai's face was decorated in controlled bliss and his moans playing like a soft lullaby, the slender fingers around the sheets were clinging for dear life. You see... could you make another crack in that composed facade?

Your thumb starts drawing circles over Dazai's tip and with that, you witnessed the twitching of both his cock and fingers. A soft groan escaped Dazai's clenched jaw. "Ah, that's my belladonna. You're soo good to me, hm? Working hard for that reward." That controlled tone...

... It wasn't enough.

Dazai could tell something changed. Even though he had his eyes closed in concentration, clinging to the tiny bit of control he had, he noticed how your stroking became irregular. "What's filling your mind that isn't my- argh, shit." Dazai's eyes shot open as he bolted his hips deeper into your mouth, leaving you gagged for a good second.

That face of pure shock and arousal, the one you rarely got to see on your lover, revealed itself to you as you had taken Dazai's tip into your mouth. "Y/N, that's-"

Another lick and Dazai's original sentence was replaced by a moan, and the detective felt like all control slipped between his fingers when you placed your hands around the rest of his cock.

Dazai grabbed your hair, hissing you to go slower because oh God, he was about to cum faster than he ever did in his twenty-two years of living, and God knows he did not want this euphoria to end this soon. Oh, he really wasn't used to feeling this good-

"Belladonna, y/n, please-" Dazai didn't know what he was begging you for. For you to go slower? Faster? What it was, you hummed in approval. That little vibration was all it needed for Dazai to throw his head in his neck. His toes curled as high-pitched whines fell over lips that had become swollen in a miserable attempt to hide his moans.

When you looked up after swallowing, you were met with Dazai's bangs hanging over his eyes. "Osamu, are you okay?" Worried, you push the chocolate colored bangs aside and... oh.

He was so pretty with scarlet painted cheeks. Dazai couldn't even look you in the eyes, giving up after one second of eye-contact before shyly facing another side with his head. "That was... good. For a first attempt."

You chuckled as your hand caresses the cheek that faced your way and with a slightly hoarse voice you respond: "Good. I'll make you even feel better next time."

Dazai's hands twitch one last time before he closes his eyes and mentally picks up every string that he lost along the way. As the detective opens his eyes, you can see the control and seduction in those dark eyes that you love so much.

Dazai leans closer until you feel his breath on your ear. His lips tickle and a shiver runs down your spine as he whispers: "Someone has earned that reward, hasn't she? Let's see how long I can make you last."

Kunikida Doppo ♡

Rubies could not compete with the radiant red glow of Kunikida's face as he realized what you were about to do. The detective should have known you were up to something when he was preparing today's schedule and you had popped up behind him, placing your arms around his waist as you kissed his neck and whispered: "Keep a spot open at 8 PM, love."

Even when the blond had asked for details, your lips stayed sealed. The only hint Kunikida got out of you was "Dazai has made you work over-hours; I want to treat you."

Naively, innocently, Kunikida thought you might have a dinner or massage in mind. Not that he was wrong! It was just a... different type of massage. With your tender fingers wrapped around his cock, Kunikida clenched his jaw to not make a sound, but the moan slipped away as he sighed your name: "Y/n... I, we-"

"Does it feel good, Doppo?" You made sure to rub his tip with your thumb right then, making the detective's cock drop with pre-cum.

"It- yes... yes, it feels good."

Looking up blessed you with the sight of an orderly man turned into a mess under the tip of your fingers. A wave of arousal rushed through your body, seeing the man unravel in front of you. You figured he would be vocal, but oh-

Kunikida was sensitive. The smallest movement had him throwing his head back and trusting his hip as tiny moans calling your name filled the room. Not only were his cheeks the color of fire due to the heat of your touch, but the intimacy of it all left him flustered as well.

You felt a hand rest on your head, lightly gripping a bit of hair. "Y/n... we, you- I have to make you feel good, too."

Oh. "That has to wait."

"But- ah!" The hand around your hair tightened in response to your mouth taking his cock.

Kunikida's thoughts were twirled up in the storm that was you. Your name rolled off his tongue like worshipping prayers as you brought Heaven to earth for him.

The bliss of touching Heaven became too much, and with one closing word, Kunikida fell apart. He arched his back, forgetting to bite his lip to soften the groans that might slip through the walls where his colleagues live. His grip around you tightens, never wanting to let you go, never wanting to let this feeling go. But then Kunikida realizes he's still on earth and lessens his grip on the fear he's hurting you.

The detective looked into your eyes, but they were filled with lust directed at him and God, it felt so sinful that he had to deflect his gaze. Yet, you grabbed his chin and made your boyfriend face you.

"Do you feel better?"

Kunikida stammered, trying to get out a word. "Yes, that was," an embarrassed cough, "excellent." 

Your thumb caressed his lip. "Good."

And then, the world flipped around as Kunikida lay your back on the bed. "I have done a deep-dive research on how to please you when the time was there. Now, let me return the favor." 

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[sanest-bsd-delegate]

General Headcanons with DOA Boys

Headcanon: General headcanons of stuff I think they will do Pairing: Fyodor x reader, Nikolai x reader and Sigma x reader Genre: Fluff, lowkey crack A/N: Thank you dc person for that one fyodor headcanon. →Masterlist

Nikolai

He probably likes to eat mud for fun and force everyone to eat it

You both secretly sneekout of the hideout and visit beaches at night, having deep conversation which would end up with him filling your shorts with sand

he likes to place insects and rats in your closet stating it is a harmless prank. Not even Sigma is excused from his pranks

Nikolai irrespective of being a prankster would gift you with ice-creams and bakery goods [to lactose intolerant ppl, he gives u popsicles]

that was until he decided to prank you once day and put hair in your food

Never fell into his 'get in hole' game. You got stuck in it for 40 days without food and water. No kidding.

The mysterious hole is filled with nothing but junk.😭😭 very questionable junk

You both love to prank others though.

"Let's plant the bomb under Sigma's bathtub" "Extra points make it filled with pink glitter"

Sigma was covered in pink glitter for thirteen days.

But! Personally Nikolai would be one of the best cuddlers in the manga/anime

The first time he wore normal clothes instead of his usual multi layered buisness clothing, you were in tears. How could someone pull such simple clothes so fashionably?

You like to braid his hair. Even if you suck at it, he would wear your braiding loud and proud.

"Ahh quiztime! Who braided my hair?" "Sir this is-" "Wrong answer," boom "it's my love YN who braided it, you are no fun"

And that's how the city's McDonald's got blowed up.

overall he is a good insane boyfriend, so 10/10 cause I love him 😋

Fyodor

This man

I swear he is fine asf but would probably learn all the instruments you like so he can play it to you when you are kidnapped by Dazai most prob.

he is a Lil more insane then Nikolai so he would probably boom North Korea cause he was bored. [NK people i am jk-]

"what did you have for breakfast" "I don't know" "wrong answer" And the next moment you know, South of Yokohama got blowed up

He is the most broken richest man you ever met.

he can't buy clothes for himself or even upgrade the doa office but will gift you a wholeass country as a Birthday return gift.

you force him to wear dresses and paint his nails, 😭 but my man is so down bad that he is sub in this relationship.

"Sir we have bombed the tunne-" "Good verywell" "🧍🕯️" 😭 nah cause they are hella scared when he wears makeup.

He would probably take you to fireworks only for you to realise he is bombing the area again.

"fyodor, we talked about this" "No" and he proceeds to boom everything

he isn't much of a hugger and probably tries to runaway when you try to even touch him, but mf would suffocate you in his sleep with his hug

He probably had tried giving those evil laughs, but the moment he did that, he choked on air.

Me and a person on my server were having a convo and they said "He probably bites his nails to much and they are really short"

he owns a pet rat but denys it

honestly, he is a 10 but he is a terrorist who likes to bomb everything up. But he is your boyfriend and he is hot.

Sigma

-Are you the man of the relationship or he is?

he is more of a 'please don't kill anyone sweetheart' rather then supporting your actions and being a 'lets commit arson dear YN'

Mf is rich asf. He would deny it ofcourse and then proceed to shower you with silk clothes, Gucci , prada comfy…..such a sugar daddy

😭😭hear me out, he is a ball full of sunshine and anxiety but he wouldnt hesitate to kill anyone who does wrong to you or his casino.

-"Sigma am I your first priority?" "Yes-?" "Is the casino your first priority?" "Yes-?" "Me or the casino?" "Yes"

He probably cries everytime you ignore him.

HE REMEMBERS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU.

once Nikolai kidnapped you for fun and man did Nikolai end up being half bald.

Sigma wants you to stay away from fyodor, because the last thing he knows is that he want to give fyodor a bombing partner.

Atp he doesnt want you to interact any of the DOA members, because little did he know, you will grow more insane with them.

I like to imagine you knowing Dazai and mentioning it to Sigma on occasions, and oh boy Sigma wanted to kill the man when he first met not because you talked a lot about him, but he would probably be the reason why you pull questionable strunt

10/10 Mama Sigma

He also doesnt allow you to run away freely in his casino, for all he knows is that you will cheat and win all the games.

He is so restrictive

You both probably or possibly may have this convo:

"BUT FYODOR GIFTED HIS S/O A WHOLE ASS COUNTRY, WHY CANT I GET THAT PLUSHIE??" "You cant cheat everytime to get the plushies" "BUT-" "Fyodor is a terrorist, we are not like them" "LEAST HE GIFTED HIS S/O-"

Your arguments probably never make sense to others, but its for you and Sigma to know.

Also he gave up on scolding you every time you try to eat casino coins.

He is such a 'I am trying to keep my S/O mentally sane' boyfriend, even if he needs to go to therapy. 8/10 bf material

Guys get a Sigma. Sigmas never disappoint.

A/N: Btw the discord server if you wanna join is here.

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[chuuyrr]

Hello I hope your having a wonderful day/night I was wondering how do you think Chuuya would react to having an s/o as the scarlet witch. Again I hope you have a great day!

chuuya with a scarlet witch! s/o

bungo stray dogs x scarlet witch! reader

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): possible bungo stray dogs spoilers. headcanons + scenario. mentions of scarlet witch's powers and abilities. reference to multiverse of madness

╰➤ PAIRING(s): nakahara chuuya

headcanons !

chuuya can levitate and make things levitate, and so can you, which piques his interest given how similar your ability is to his gravity manipulation ability—except that's not all you could do.

chuuya's undoubtedly in awe that you have multiple abilities given how you possess chaos magic, which gives you the power to alter reality to a molecular level, control psionic energy, manipulate gravity, the list practically goes on.

chuuya adores everything you do and can do, even if you use your wiggly-woos to make him glow red and levitate in order to surprise him and fool him into thinking he has lost control of his ability. chuuya loves your surprises especially.

you and chuuya definitely use your abilities respectively to levitate around and mess up each other's gravity, but given that yours is stronger, he often fails to fight against it.

you two would be a power couple. people in the mafia are scared of you and chuuya. he's practically a god, while you're a witch who harnesses chaos magic, a tremendous power that is supposed to be a myth.

whether or not you're a part of the mafia as an executive, member, or just known as his beloved, they are scared regardless 💀

however, he's a little upset with how you can easily win against him. but don't worry, chuuya does indeed love the fact that you could and would kick his ass, and how very much capable you are. he's very smitten!

chuuya accepts and understands you being the scarlet eitch wholeheartedly. take it from someone who has had a difficult childhood and does not feel human because he possesses arahabaki :(

chuuya comforts you whenever you don't feel human, but a monster because of your ability, err, abilities.

he always reassures you the same way you do whenever he feels like that too.

chuuya's love for you is often expressed through words, gifts, and lots of affection, from kisses to tight hugs. chuuya never ever fails to make you feel loved and always lavishes you with the things you like.

chuuya, on the other hand, constantly praises and boasts about you to his colleagues and subordinates. he always tells you how strong and powerful you are, even more than he is, and how proud he is of you.

even if you can be absolutely terrifying when fighting and using your chaos magic as the scarlet witch to the fullest, i doubt chuuya would be scared of you. in fact, he's more worried about you being scared of him using corruption when you're far scarier. ironic, isn't it?

it does worry him at times whenever you're in a bad mood at home though.

chuuya once came to you in the kitchen staring blankly at a wall in deep thought with red glowing eyes, lights flickering, and all of the kitchen knives in the air. yeah...

but, once again, this man is of loyalty. chuuya has complete trust in you. he knows you would never hurt him, even if your powerful chaos magic could turn a man into string cheese or erase someone from existence in an instant.

chuuya would undoubtedly be like dazai to you, in that he is there to stop you when you unintentionally let things out of your control and comforts you.

chuuya admires and respects you greatly. he is astounded by your ability to use chaos magic designed for long range combat in close range hand-to-hand combat. chuuya also definitely learns from you, and you learn from him too given his knowledge of martial arts.

chuuya sometimes wonders how someone as sweet, kind, and loving as you can be while also being breathtakingly dangerous and ruthless when necessary.

he does blush and become flustered when you read his mind, reading his thoughts about you.

scenario !

chuuya was finishing up paperwork in his office at the port mafia headquarters when the stacks of reports on his desk began to glow red and levitate. chuuya's eyes widened in surprise and he became a little concerned, but he soon realized who it was as the stacks of reports in the air formed a heart.

and that's because there was only one other person with an ability similar to his.

"oi, [name], i know it's you," chuuya exclaimed, placing down his pen as he folded his arms.

immediately, the stacks of reports floated back down on his desk, neatly piled up, and a pair of arms wrapped around him from behind, causing chuuya to jump a little in surprise. you couldn't stop giggling at your boyfriend's adorable yet funny reaction as you used your red psionics to make his hat float up to kiss his hairline before placing it back on top of his head.

"h-hey!" chuuya exclaimed, a smile spreading across his face as he looked up at you lovingly, but leaned and relaxed in your embrace.

"hi, chuuya," you said, giggling and smiling in return, "sorry, i couldn't help myself. i just wanted to check up on you."

"it's fine, love," chuuya said as he leaned forward, planting a kiss on your jaw before sitting back in his chair, holding onto your arms that were enveloping him in an embrace from behind him, "i needed a pick-me-up. these reports are killing me."

"i figured," you hummed, peering over him to look at the papers on his desk, "which is why i got you a little something."

"oh, and what's that?" chuuya raised a brow, chuckling softly.

you reached out your hand and interlocked your fingers, your fingertips glowing red. with that, a box of cookies promptly appeared on his desk, along with a cup of piping hot black coffee.

"tada! i had some free time earlier, so i baked red velvet cookies," you exclaimed, pulling away from him to stand in front of him and motion over the cookies, "now i know the coffee isn't your favorite wine, but to be fair, wine doesn't really go well with cookies. so yeah, no booze.."

"relax, [name], i would eat anything you cook and give me, love," chuuya said, taking your hand and kissing your fingertips all the way to your knuckles before gently squeezing it, "i really appreciate it. thank you for coming here."

"you're always welcome, chuuya," you chuckled softly, pulling your hand away to fondly boop at his nose while staring at him lovingly.

chuuya caught your gaze and returned it with a lovesick look of admiration.

you had the most gorgeous [color] eyes, and he adored your soothing touch and affection. in fact, seeing you up close as his gaze was drawn to your lips made him fall in love all over again. he wanted to kiss you so bad. you were truly a beauty in his eyes, alluring and powerful, but as he did so, his face flushed red as he realized what you were doing when you began smirking.

chuuya backed away from your touch, a blushing mess that contrasted sharply with his terrifying and profressional charisma as a port mafia executive, "s-stop reading my mind!"

as you clasped your hands together, you simply laughed at chuuya's adorable reaction, "oops~"

"my bad! i'll stop, okay?" you said immediately before folding your arms across your chest and tilting your head to the side, staring at him with a sweet yet slightly seductive smile and wink that sent chuuya mentally ascending.

"but you know, you can kiss me if you want to, chuuya. no need to be shy, yeah?"

"[NAME]!"

[ author's notes ! thank you so much for requesting dear anon and to the other anons who asked for said reader or s/o to make use of chaos magic similarly to chuuya's gravity manipulation ability :) happy reading and enjoy <3 ]

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[ashthemadwriter-archived]

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs Pairings: Fyodor X Fem!Reader Genre:Smut Format: Drabble Warnings: NSFW Content, Thigh riding, Corruption kink, Degrading kink, Edging Word Count: 0.2K A/n: I'm uncomfortable writing about him i have no idea why I'm doing this🚶🏻‍♀️

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The sound of your whimpers and heavy breathing as you were rubbing your pussy on his clothed thigh was the most delightful thing he's ever heard. He loves how innocent you look, how flustered you can get and how obedient and naive you are. God how much He loves all that, and how much he's eager to ruin you, running his fingertips on your heated skin until your begging him to touch you more, Not giving in until your begging him to fuck you, edging you until you're on your knees begging him to let you cum. he's fond of all that.

He loves how needy you get when he's refusing to make you cum, to the point that you take the lead and start to get yourself off just using his thigh, riding him as your moisture ruins his white pretty pants.

He loves how much of a slut you can get with him, and only with him, cause no one has aware laid a finger on you, and won't be able to from now on. God how much he enjoys the sight of your reddened cheeks, and how your moans get louder when you speed up and rub your sex on him even harder when you feel his gaze on you.

Oh how much he wants to wreck you, see that greedy side of you when you get all worked up and blushful by just the smallest touch of him.

Maybe if you be a good girl and beg him a little more, he'll compromise and fuck you real good; but for now, all he wants to do is to sit back and enjoy this little filthy show youre casting for him.

Reblogs are what...? :)

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[haruchuiyo]

Irresistible

irresistible kisses with fyodor

content: suggestive, established relationship, heavy makeout, slight nsfw, fluff, soft spoken fyodor. nickname such as ‘my dove’

gn!reader

haven’t written for bsd in ageeees, had to write for my rat king <3

NOT EDITED!

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Fyodor’s white ushanka hat is splayed on top his face as he lays down on the couch, his chest heaving up and down in even breaths. He is sleeping. And you couldn’t feel any happier knowing this. Him doing this means he is relaxed and not on guard, even though he seems calm most of the time. Sleeping makes you more vulnerable. His arm falls down, and you see how he is wearing gloves.

Kneeling down and sitting on the floor, you gently hold onto his clothed arm with one hand as the other goes to gently pull the glove out. It doesn’t budge, so you pull on the hem of the glove and as you do, his finger twitches and you still. Seeing him not move now, you continue to pull on the hem and tug the glove off. It’s off his hand and you smile at yourself for this little accomplishment. You go to stand on your knees to tug off the other glove and you succeeded at it as well.

He is still not awake and you take the moment to go back to sit on the floor. You were about to hold onto his hand when he twitches again and you look up at his, what you thought sleeping face, but he is awake. And he is looking at you with his pretty dark purple eyes.

“I thought you were asleep.” You say, your voice giving a hint of surprise. Fyodor gives you a lazy smile. Then you feel him hold onto your hand and place it on top of his hand.

“My dove,” he starts off, “yeah?” You softly reply. “the first finger twitch should’ve given it away. Didn’t you hear yourself slightly gasp?” He says and chuckles when he sees your eyes widen in surprise.

“I’m sorry I woke you.”

“Never did, now come here.” He says as he tugs into your hand while watching you and pats his chest with his other hand. Your hands feel soft in his hands which feels rough. “Lay on me, will you?” You feel yourself warm up at the thought of cuddling with him. “Of course.” You softly reply and Fyodor feels him smile even more at the sight of you looking rather eager to lay on him. Your place your each of your knee on the couch beside his hip and lay down. The entire process of it, Fyodor quietly watches you, you who are careful to not hastily lay down on him, taking it rather calmly and slowly. And you finally lay down. You feel his heartbeat when you place your hands on his chest, it’s beating in even paces. Your heart feels like it’s going to skip out of its place any minute. You place your cheek on his chest as you feel him place his hands on top of your back, close to your backside.

“This feels nice.” You say as you fiddle with the material on his shirt as Fyodor chuckles as he traces pattern on your clothed back. “I quite missed this.” You tell him. “Yeah?” You hear him say as you raise your head to look at him. He looks beautiful, his ushanka hat is somewhere unknown, his hair is splayed on the arm of the couch and he looks relaxed. You love it. His smile, the tint of fondness in his eyes as he looks at you. You feel him give your waist a slight squeeze and you slightly gasp in surprise not expecting it. You see Fyodor flashing you a grin cause of your reaction, he found it cute.

“Yes, I missed it.” You say when you remembered to speak. He doesn’t say anything else. He thinks you look serene. So out of this world. He quietly observes your face, the smile still on his face and the tint of fondness in his eyes. You feel him gently place his hand the back of your head and softly tangles his fingers in your hair. You sigh in content and then you feel a pair of lips press on top of yours. You part your lips in slight surprise, he slightly pulls away, his lips brushing against yours. He places his lips on top of yours again after he breathes you in. Smiling softly, you kiss him back.

The kiss is slow yet soft. Fyodor hums into the kiss when he feels you clutch onto the front of his shirt. The slow kiss feels out of this world, it’s so gentle, each of you are pouring your feelings into it. Fyodor holds onto your hips and presses you against him. A gasp leaves your lips into the kiss at the move. Which made you momentarily leave his lips and Fyodor doesn’t waste a second to kiss you again. You trace your hands up his shirt to tangle them in his hair. You give it a grip when he bites down on your lip, a soft moan leaving your lips. He kisses your lips again as if to eat your moan up.

You pull away, feeling a loss of oxygen. A slight groan leaves Fyodor’s own lips. He presses you against him again and you moan at the feel of your crotch brushing up against his. Fyodor takes the chance of when your head is slightly thrown back, to kiss you on the throat, on your pulse point and he reaches bottom of your throat close to your collarbone. He nips on the skin there and your grip on his hair tightens when he sucks on the same spot.

He traces his hands up to hold onto your face and makes you look at him. His eyes wavers as he looks at you. His eyes tinted with something else than fondness right now. Desire. His lips are swollen, there’s a slight blush to his cheeks and some of his hair is stuck on his forehead. Fyodor looks at you, your pretty swollen parted lips, he sees your chest heave up and down rather quickly, he sees the mark he left on your collarbone and couldn’t feel more proud of himself. A way to say you’re his.

Fyodor kisses you again, this time with desperation. You hold onto his hair even tighter if possible and you adjust your place on his body, to sit more comfortably. Fyodor reaches up, making you sit on his lap properly before he pushes you down, pressing your back against the seat of the couch. Now hovering over you in between your legs, he holds onto your face as he places his lips back on yours. He can’t get enough of you, of your soft lips and kisses. Your sounds when he touches you where you want him to touch, the gasp when he presses himself up into you, leaves your body overflowing with overwhelming sensations. You softly whimper when he leaves your lips momentarily to pepper your jaw with chaste kisses.

Seeing you so obedient and have this need for him, you look so much more irresistible in his eyes. He kisses you harder at that thought and you whimper into the kiss. Pressing your body against his, Fyodor groans into the kiss. Along the way, he manages to slid his hand under your shirt and touch your bare skin with his palm. You gasp at his cold touch and you open your eyes when you feel him pull away.

Fyodors hair is disheveled. “My dove.” His voice is deep, desperate as he gently bites down on your lower lip and tugs on it. He kissed down your chin to your pulse point.

“My sweet dove.” He mutters, his breath hot against your skin and he reaches the space between your neck and shoulder. “My sweet, sweet dove.” He whispers as he kisses you there.

You wrap your legs around his hips while moving your hands to his back, and you push up against him when you feel him bite down on the same spot. He grunt against your neck when he feels you dig your nails into his back, through his shirt. He takes a whiff of your scent, slightly groaning to himself wanting to inhale more of it. More of you.

He pulls his head up to look at you, you with tears in your eyes, hair disheveled, lips parted as you dig your fingers into him again, pulling you against him.

“Fyodor.” You whisper against his lips, his name leaving your lips like a plea. “My sweet dove.” He whispers back before he kisses you again.

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If you’ve come this far, a reblog, feedbacks and likes would be so appreciated :3

i want this man to kiss tf out of me bro he is irresistible smh

creds to my friend @wooaaawoa for the “my dove” nickname, without her I’d go with one that doesn’t sound like something fyodor would say <3

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[yokohamapound]

Um...yeah. This was funny to me so I wrote it. &lt;3

Characters: Dazai Osamu

Contents: afab!reader, oral, workplace sex, Dazai being a whore...

Dazai Osamu

There's no clause covering this exact scenario in your contract, but you're pretty sure what you're doing violates some kind of professional conduct policy. Or maybe health and safety. Unfortunately, you don't have the mental bandwidth to worry about the terms of your employment right now.

"You'e so wet already," Dazai hums from underneath your desk. A chuckle. "And at work, too? Naughty."

It all started when Kunikida announced that he had a dental appointment during his lunch, followed by a stern lecture to Atsushi and Kyoka about the important of flossing. The two orphans had a spotty history of dental care, since surviving took precedence over gum disease. Incensed, Kunikida dragged the pair of them with him for a check-up.

That was the first domino. Next up, Yosano decided she was going to go shopping, and roped Kenji in as her pack-mule, a role he was only too happy to fulfil, while telling her stories of Minty, his actual pack-mule back in his home village…

Then one by one, the rest of the Armed Detective Agency left on lunchtime errands of their own. The lively chatter of the office faded to nothing more than the clatter of your keyboard as you finished your report, and Dazai's soft snoring from the couch.

You'd resigned yourself to working through lunch. Maybe you could grab an onigiri from the konbini across the road and some iced tea.

A yawn pulled your eyes away from the screen. Dazai stood at the corner of your desk, rubbing at the back of his head. He blinked sleepily at you, smiled, then glanced around the office.

"I didn't nap for that long," he said. "Something big happen?"

"Nope." A shrug. "Everyone just decided to go out for lunch. Well, Kunikida's at the dentist."

"I'm sure that must be very exciting for him," Dazai drawled. "Were you waiting for me, bella? Shall we go out for a little lunch date, hm?"

You rolled your eyes, smiling faintly. "No can do. I've got way too much to do and your idea of a lunch date would stretch out all afternoon. I don't need Kunikida on my back about this report. It's already late."

"Tsk, tsk, paperwork is very important."

"Which is why you dump it all on Atsushi?"

"Exactly!"

Dazai sighed, perching himself on the edge of your desk. He amused himself for a couple of minutes by leaning over and pushing all of Kunikida's pens slightly out of alignment, but quickly grew bored of that. Things were quiet around here lately, and he found himself uninspired by the tedious requests that were coming in. Some people seemed to think the Armed Detective Agency were a cleaning service or private detectives who would catch their spouse cheating. Dazai had argued that they could do a honeypot sting for those, but was shot down viciously by Kunikida. Spoilsport.

His gaze slanted toward you. "Are you sure you don't want to go out?"

You shook your head. "I'll grab a snack over the road. I don't have time to eat out."

Dazai's lips curled into a smirk. "No? I do~"

You shrugged. He was a big boy. He could go to a cafe by himself if he really wanted to.

"Don't let me stop you."

You turned your attention back to your report, fingers flying over the keys. Dazai disappeared from your peripheral vision, so you assumed he had sloped off to find something else to amuse himself with. Well, you were half right. And that, dear reader, brings you to your current predicament.

Something brushes against your knee. You bounce your leg, assuming it's just one of the folds of your skirt, and it goes away. But then, something tickles your other knee. Annoyed, you reach down and pull your skirt away from your legs.

Another soft touch—a kiss—lands on your inner thigh.

"Wha—"

Leaning back, you peer down below the desk. Dazai's handsome face smiles up at you from between your thighs, looking as though butter wouldn't melt in his mouth. You stare at him.

"What…what are you doing down there?"

Dazai leans his cheek against your thigh, his wavy brown hair tickling your skin. His eyes are dark, hooded. "Exactly what I said I was going to do, sweetheart. Go back to your little report."

"We're in the office!" you splutter. "And how am I supposed to concentrate when you're doing that?"

"Not my problem."

Hands grasp you by the hips, and he pulls you to the edge of your seat, spreading your thighs wider apart. Warm breath washes over your inner thighs, followed by a playful lick at the quickly-dampening fabric of your underwear. You shouldn't respond so easily; it makes you feel so weak, but your body reponds to the promise of Dazai's mouth like Pavlov's dog to a bell.

He continues to tease you through the soft, damp cloth, drawing slow lines along your slit with the tip of his tongue. Dazai's thumbs stroke slow, tingling circles into the soft flesh of your thighs. Your muscles twitch in response.

Closing your eyes, you let your head rest against the back of your chair, and reach underneath the desk. Dazai's breath hitches as you root your fingers tight in his hair, curling them until pain prickles across his scalp. Oh, he likes it when you do that. His cock stiffens, a low groan working its way up out of his throat.

"Do you have something to say, bella?" he purrs. "Going to stop me?"

"We don't have long before Kunikida gets back," you say, pleased to find that your voice is still mostly steady. "Now's not the time to be playing with your food."

His eyes glitter in the darkness underneath your desk, his smile wicked.

"Scared of getting caught?"

"Scared Kunikida will wring your scrawny neck," you retort, letting go of his hair. Sliding your hand down the back of his neck, you pressed him closer to where you wanted him. "No teasing."

"So demanding today."

Dazai hooks a long finger into the crotch of your underwear and tugs it to the side, peeling it away from your damp flesh. He leans in. His mouth presses against you, full and hungry, like he's devouring a ripe peach. No slow, taunting licks. No working you up to it. You wanted him to get on with it? Dazai doesn't need telling twice.

His tongue slides between your folds, slick and hot and dragging upward. The tip curls, flicking against your clit at the top.

"Fuck." Soft. Emphatic. You grab the edge of your desk for support, the report wavering in front of your eyes. "Dazai…"

A soft snicker is the only answer he gives. Dazai nuzzles deeper between your thighs, slurping and sucking all the sweet flesh that's on offer for him. Your flavour coats his tongue; his mouth is watering, swallowing your taste down like honey.

"Mm~"

His deep, pleased hum vibrates into you, and he squeezes your soft thighs when you squirm, crushing them against the sides of his face. He'd suffocate himself down there if you let him.

Dazai laps at you, working his tongue across your clit with the same precision a master calligrapher uses a brush. He could be writing your name down there, or his, you'll never know.

"Goddamn it..."

You writhe in place, rolling your hips to try and grind against his tongue. You want, need, more pressure on your clit. You want his tongue, his fingers inside you. You want him bending you over the desk—

Dazai does something that makes white spots speckle your vision—he sucks your clit into his mouth, moaning around it, pulsing it with his tongue.

No cussing this time—just a sharp, wordless moan. Heat blooms in your core, up your neck, across your face. Sweat gathers at your temples. Your hands slip off the desk, grabbing at the arms of your chair.

"Keep it down, bella." His voice is dark, heavy, hot breath washing over your slick skin. "Someone might hear you~"

"Bastard..."

He dives back in, devouring you like you're like his last meal. Damn that man's mouth—it's always getting you into trouble in one way or another. You shudder as he sucks on that little pearl of hypersensitive flesh, letting it pop free of his lips, only to pull on it again. Your clenching thighs almost push him away, so he hikes it over his shoulder, keeping you nice and spread for him.

"Dazai..."

His tongue circles you, each little flick making you shudder. "Daz—Damn it, Osamu."

"Mmm?"

"I-I'm nearly—"

The door to the office swings open. Kunikida strides in, a newspaper and his notebook tucked under his arm. He approaches his desk, stops, frowns.

You stare at him in horror, flushed. Your stupid clit still in Dazai's stupid mouth.

"Are you all right? You look...ill," he says, pushing his glasses up his nose to get a better look at you. "My check-up found no issues, but Atsushi has four cavities that need to be filled. You'd think his weretiger abilities would prevent that, surely?"

"Oh...I'm...a little flu-ish?"

Kunikida glances around, frowning.

"Where's that idiot, Dazai?"

Where, indeed.

"He's...um...eating out?"

Something thumps against the underside of your desk, making the pencil pot jump. That was in fact the back of Dazai's skull. He presses his face into your thigh, biting down.

You feel his shoulders shake with silent howls of laughter.

Bastard.

Kunikida glances from you, to your desk, and back. Slowly, his eyes narrow.

"Um, I mean, he went out to lunch?" you say weakly. "He won't be back for a while."

Kunikida carefully picks up his newspaper and his notebook, and tucks them back under his arm.

"I'm going to go and check on Atsushi," he says crisply. "To make sure he doesn't transform and bite the dentist under the anaesthetic."

Kunikida glances back down at your desk.

"Sanitise the desk before you leave," he says. "I don't want anyone else to get...sick."

#Bungou Stray Dogs #bsd #bsd headcanons #bsd scenario #bsd smut #Dazai x Reader #Dazai Osamu x Reader #Dazai Osamu #I'm sorry

[niki-phoria]

pairing: chuuya x gn!reader genre: comfort word count: 372

a/n: i love chuuya sm but idk if i got his character right, so i'm sorry if he's ooc

cw blood mention

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“darling?” you gently knock on the door. chuuya silently opens it, pulling you into the room before slamming it shut again. he wraps his arms around neck, hiding his face in your chest. you hold his waist. “tsujimura told me about what happened.” he doesn’t say anything, still clinging to your body. “why don’t i run you a bath?” chuuya nods a little, slowly pulling away from you. you use a finger to lift his chin up, looking into his eyes. a deep cut is stretched across his cheek and bruises decorate his face. you stroke your thumb against one near his jawline, leaning down to press a kiss against his lips. “get changed and come find me, okay?” chuuya nods.

you leave the bathroom door closed to give chuuya some privacy as you turn the water on, waiting for it to become warm enough. after a few minutes, you turn the water off. the door slides open a little before closing. without his clothing you can see the wounds covering chuuya’s body. a deep purple bruise is forming on his side and a bandage is wrapped around his arm.

his fingers toy with the edges of your shirt. “stay with me?” he whispers.

“of course,” you murmur. chuuya helps you strip your clothing off before you get in the tub. he sits in your lap with your back to you, leaning back against your chest. you lean over to grab some soap, gently rubbing it against his back and shoulders. chuuya relaxes into your touch as you clean dirt and dried blood from his skin. “i need to clean your hair,” you whisper. chuuya nods, letting you wet his hair before massaging shampoo through it. the water becomes a light red as you clean blood out of his orange locks. gently, you use your fingers to brush out the knots the best you can. he sighs, relaxing further into your arms.

“thank you.” he whispers.

“for what?”

“for being here. taking care of me. loving me,” he pauses. you lean forwards to press a kiss against his shoulder, silently comforting him.

“i’ll always be here. i love you.” chuuya turns, pressing his lips against yours.

“i love you too,” he whispers.

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[ye-local-simp]

Hi! Do you have Lucy on your avatar? Super! She is my favorite heroine 😊 Can I ask fluff for Fyodor Dostoevsky, Nikolai Gogol, Chuya Nakahara, Mori Ougai (separately)? Their little daughter cooked food for them on her own for the first time and brought it to dad at work (because mom got sick and she needs to rest). How would they react? Please.

Yeah, that is Lucy and I like her a lot too 🥰.

[Daughter sends them food when they're at

work]

[FYODOR,NIKOLAI,CHUUYA,MORI]

Fyodor:

-On the outside, he looks like his usual self, but on the inside, his heart is an emotional mess.

-Generally super concerned for you since the people at DOA are rough.

-Especially if criminals arent afraid of kids too.

-When you present the food to him, he would probably take to his office and eat it on his break.

-Since it was first time making a meal, it had a lot of minor mistakes but regardless he told you it was good.

-He is stuck in his office after the meal since it would be dangerous for him to leave you alone now and you coming here unharmed was probably a fluke.

-Plus, the thought of Nikolai gushing at you all day would give him a headache.

-In the end, he just did paperwork whilst you played on his phone.(He really does have a flip phone 😭,so I guess endure that??)

Nikolai:

-Same reaction that Fyodor had when he saw you in the corner of the empty DOA lounge.

-When you present the food to him , he would eat it straight away since he only went to the lounge to steal everyone's lunch.

-He knows that it was first time cooking and that there was mistakes in the food but he liked it anyways since it was cooked with 💫love✨️.

-Plus, he eats a lot questionable things anyway.

-He probably overcoated you home afterwards.

Chuuya:

-He also saw in the distance and he legit ran as fast as a tornado to you and back to his office to avoid anyone seeing you.

-Super relieved when he no one spotted you and you weren't hurt.

-Anyway you presented the food to him and he did eat it and he told you that it was one of the best meals he ever had.

-Anyways, he couldn't take you home since he was going to be too busy with work so Kōyo basically took care of you until his shift was over.

Mori:

-Everyone already knew you as the "boss's kid" so no one even dared to even go raise a finger on you.

-But a worker did carry you to Mori's office.

-He was surprised that you walked through the terrifying streets and scary looking people but even more surprised you gave him a container full of his favourite food.

-He told you he liked it although it was a bit burnt but he did leave you to have a playmate with Elise while he finished the meeting he was supposed to be at 5 minutes ago.

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[elf-osamu]

Im kinda scared to ask this but can u do dazai as a father? and they have the power to change fate with their words so they cant speak. and just general stuff? ive been having problems :((

Tyy

hey, ty for requesting. i hope things are a little better for you :( <3 or that at least these headcanons will lift up your mood, even if a tiny bit. also, you didn't really specify it but i made the child as an ability user, so osamu can nullify their ability when possible <3.

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OSAMU DAZAI AS A FATHER, W/ A CHILD WHO IS AN ABILITY USER

[ masterlist ]

fluff, a bit of angst ig, PLATONIC relationship, osamu dazai w/ a child (they can be ‘interpreted’ as the reader)

warning(s) : not proofread.

words count : 816 words

[ ☆ ] we all know that osamu dazai isn't someone who had a peaceful and serene childhood. nor life, for the matter.

[ ☆ ] because of this, he would do anything in his power to make his child's life as calm and... ordinary as possible, though certain circumstances don't fully allow it.

[ ☆ ] the first two complications are his current and previous job: a detective and an ex-m4fi0so. working in these sectors implies a contact with the general public, his figure is quite known among all kinds of people, and working at the armed detective agency is a risky job due to multiple reasons. still, he'd find a way to be a good father while simultaneously be a good detective.

[ ☆ ] talking about his child's ability, at first he had no idea that they had one. certainly, he always had this possibility in mind, but discovering an ability user can be very hard, especially if it isn't something easily recognizable.

[ ☆ ] however, while time passed, casual incidents happened at home or at school.

[ ☆ ] osamu is an observant man, so at some point he realized they could have something to do with everything's destiny. so, testing them (for example, asking them to change a flower's fate), he found out about their power.

[ ☆ ] and, well, it is really an incredible yet dangerous ability. if dazai's enemies discovered it... it would be quite difficult to protect them.

[ ☆ ] but, remember, he'd do anything for his kid. don't ever forget it.

[ ☆ ] anyway, the definition of fate is “the development of events outside a person's control, regarded as predetermined by a supernatural power.”

[ ☆ ] being someone who actually CAN change something of this magnitude, since a young age, is a huge responsability.

[ ☆ ] if they wish to speak or write, their father (dazai) could let them do it by simply touching their skin, however it isn't always a possibility (he can't go to school with them, for example).

[ ☆ ] if their ability is activated also with the sign language, one thing they could do instead of speak/write is drawing what they'd like to express: illustrations can often speak more than words (even if this sentence is a cliché, it contains some truth).

[ ☆ ] by the way, except for osamu, only the other ada members know of their ‘condition’, but they don't really mention it (after all, it's a classified information).

[ ☆ ] anyhow, dazai will try his absolute best to help his child with anything, when he has the possibility (and he would do so even if they didn't have an ability).

[ ☆ ] raising a child would make osamu think about his almost non-existent childhood. because of this, thanks to his kid he would discover his inner child: what are the things he loves and despises? what does he like to do in his free time? what are his favourite books? what's his fav colour?

[ ☆ ] in short, he would start appreciating all the good, little things in life that he didn't allow himself to like back when he was younger.

[ ☆ ] he wasn't used to show affection through physical acts such as hugs and high-fives, however having a child would change this fact. from rarely hugging the people he cares about, he'd become more comfortable in expressing his love (/p).

[ ☆ ] he loves telling stories, so before sleeping he would tell fairytales to his child — some existed, others invented by him. his gentle and adorable way of narrating things is simple enough to understand it since a young age, yet absolutely beautiful to listen to.

[ ☆ ] if his child didn't understand something, of any topic, osamu would immediately explain it to them. even a billion of times, if necessary, and without judging them :).

[ ☆ ] he wouldn't yell. he finds it useless and only humiliating for his kid.

[ ☆ ] if his child did something wrong, he would calmly explain to them why they shouldn't do that thing. he knows that we human beings aren't born learned, so he wouldn't blame his kid.

[ ☆ ] if i'm not mistaken, canonically he isn't good at cooking. nevertheless, he would learn to cook for his child ! he wants to see the big smile plastered on his child's face every time they eat something they like <3.

[ ☆ ] sometimes he wouldn't know what to do, and so he would ask kunikida and/or fukuzawa for some advice.

[ ☆ ] he genuinely cares so, so much about his kid.

[ ☆ ] of course, he has his flaws as every human being. but, he's constantly improving and learning every day how to become a better father ! <3

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[ do not copy, translate, repost, etc. | by @ elf-osamu ]

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[somnxia]

can i req dazai or fedya with a possessive s/o? i always see stuff of them being possessive but i’m curious on how u think either one would react to having a possessive s/o.

POSSESSIVE S/O — dazai and fyodor

✎ pairings: Osamu Dazai, Fyodor Dostoyevsky x gn!Reader

✎ warnings: slightly suggestive

⟢ masterlist | requests

OSAMU DAZAI

This man would make you jealous as a joke. You were the type of person who would hide your jealousy as you laugh it off. Dazai knew you too well, not until you showed him a side of you he never knew on that very day. It was after another day of fighting with the Port Mafia, you were too tired to even lift a finger. However, your lover kept on pestering you to go down to Cafe Uzumaki to unwind a bit there.

“Awww.. c’mon darling it’s not that bad to go with me down to that cafe~”

The man before you pouted, trying to resist his adorableness to make you feel guilty. Closing the book in your hand, you lightly smacked it on his head. “If I go will you shut up and let me read in peace?” A small smile engraved his lips, overfilled with glee as he took both of your hands in his. “Yes I will, my love!”

You were someone that made Dazai stopped his suicide antics, well, sometimes. He’s still that old, suicidal freak and would tempt to ask you if you want to suicide with him. Being at least the ‘sane’ person in the relationship, you turn him down and eventually brought him somewhere else to take his mind off of it. The time you have met him was not so normal to say the least. Witnessing the man hanging upside down off the balcony railing with a rope attached to one of his feet had you rushing to the area to save him from falling. The place was abandoned and there were no other civilians to help him. Maybe it was by destiny. You were his savior, although he kept on brushing you off to go away.

He was stubborn. And loud.

But as the rope snapped, his body started free-falling. But before he could hit the ground, you have manipulated the wind. Throwing him into the bushes to safety. Once running to where he is, you looked at him. “Are you stupid?!” There from that moment he caught your concerned, fuming gaze... you were someone worth living to see until the very end.

He was now talking to the maid down by the cafe and there you sat across him, sipping down your coffee with an unhinged look on your face. He was confused as to why you looked so expressionless while even sipping on your favorite drink. As the maid walked away, you settled down your cup and opened up the book you’re currently reading.

“What’s the matter, darling?” He hooked his index finger on the book, pulling it down as to see you still reading it. “Y’know I was just joki—” He got cut off by your foot trailing in between his legs. He looked at you with dilated eyes, his lower lips quivering to keep those little whimpers. Now settling down the book on the table, you took his hand. Bringing it to your cheek, smiling once you felt the warmth on his hand against your skin. He looked at you worriedly, yet he was speechless from how the way you look at him. Your eyes show no spark or light whatsoever, it was those eyes he had during his time in the mafia. “Isn’t it such a lovely day?” You whispered against his palm, ghosting your lips on his skin as his hand starts to quiver from the soft sensations that ran through his system. Now your foot reaching in between his thighs, you couldn’t help but leave kisses on his palm as you watch his walls crumble from this side of you.

“Dazai... don’t ever talk to that woman ever again. You’re mine.”

FYODOR DOSTOYEVSKY

He has no intentions of making you feel outcasted or left out, he would always bring you along just for the sake of you to be by his side. You on the other hand never wanted to leave him despite a dangerous ability user he is, you have loved him and cared for him for such a long time. Surviving in the slums with him had took your relationship to such higher heights, you couldn’t even imagine such a life without him. You two had each other’s back at that age, killing off the people you need in order to survive and reach the goal you two shared. One day, he was about to leave to meet up with Nikolai and Sigma for one week, leaving you nothing but a kiss goodbye along with a sweet “I love you” in Russian. You wept once you see him stepped out of that door without giving you one last glance to look at you. You couldn’t bear the feeling of an empty space beside you in bed, the warmth of his was the only thing making you sleep so peacefully.

Wednesday arrived and you had enough.

You sat down on his desk, starting up the computers, and typing in the tight security passcodes he set up. Typing in some few words and numbers on the screen, you located the tracker you stealthily slipped in Fyodor’s clothes on the day he was about to leave. He knew what you were capable of, not when it comes to mind games like this. You rarely show your knowledge to this man, not wanting to get in competition with such a great mind like his — he was already on par with Dazai. The Russian only knew your strength and capabilities when it comes in to the battlefield, combat in particular. You left him baffled and surprised when you took down at least a crowd of guards from the mafia. Locking in the location, you were too stunned that it was just a few blocks away from here. Proceeding to return the way it is, you left no traces around his computer and desk whatsoever.

Arriving at the designated place, you expected something abandoned and in ruins but to your surprise, it was a tall building. The entrance already looked too expensive to begin with, the limousines going in and out of the underground parking lot and your casual clothes didn’t help with the preferred attire. Though of course, you had your own tricks up your sleeve. Manipulating all the employees just to let you in was something Fyodor knew. You headed to the elevator and reached the floor where he was supposed to meet up with the two. Stepping out of the elevator, you cautiously walked to his room and unlocked the passcode that was displayed on the screen back at the hideout. You saw them sitting by the dinning area, making no sound at all as you leaned on the wall. Sigma and Nikolai stood up from their seat, seeing that familiar face again.

“My, who would’ve thought a person like you was able to find me in such a place. Have you missed me that much?” Fyodor turned to look at you, his signature smirk etched onto his lips. He looked at the two before signaling them to leave. Once the two left, you approached your man. “I’ve missed you so much...” Giving him a soft kiss, you ran your fingers through his hair before gripping on it and tugging on it for him to look at you. “I get so jealous when you mostly talk to them, darling.” You ghosted your lips against his, gazing into those glowing amethyst eyes from the sudden switch of attitude.

“You are such a mysterious being, my love...”

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[sleepygamerotaku]

Deteriorate

Paring:

Chuuya Nakahara x Dying!Reader

Prompt:

None

Content Warnings:

Angst, slight violence, death, slight swearing, lmk if i missed any potential triggers pls!!

Reader pronouns:

Not mentioned

Authors note:

I started writing this like- a month ago I think?? Either way i hope you enjoy!! This is supposed to take place before Dazai leaves the Port Mafia just so you know. Also yea im aware that Chuuya gets exhausted after using his corruption but sShShhHhhUUuSHhhHh

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Chuuya Nakahara's maniacal laughter echoed throughout the woodland area. The gravity-defying plasma balls flung from his hands and onto the ground practically exploding on impact.

The more he would throw the more aggressive he would get. It's not like he enjoyed this. He couldn't control himself. He never could control himself when he uses corruption.

Before Chuuya activated his corruption he told you run away as far from him as possible. He couldn't risk hurting you while on his blind uncontrollable rage. But of course, you didn't want leave Chuuya. You needed reassurance that he'd be safe.

You hid a little bit away behind a tree, watching Chuuya from afar. Each orb of energy he threw slowly but surely were getting more and more close to you.

The enemy was already taken out so there was no need for Chuuya's corruption to still be activated.

It didn't take long for Dazai to take notice of your stubbornness. Dazai ran as quickly as possible to Chuuya to cancel his ability before he could hit you.

You noticed how dangerously close Chuuya was to you so you tried to run away from him. You 'tried' to run but you didn't succeed.

Dazai was so close to grabbing ahold of Chuuya's arm. However Dazai's fingers barely grazed his skin. Chuuya lifted his arm and released a large ball of energy. In you're direction. It was too late.

There was a blinding surge of light followed by an intense blast that sent all nearby debris flying. The moment of the impact Daizai grabbed Chuuya's arm frantically.

The first thing he heard when Chuuya regained control over himself was something he never wanted to hear.

Your screams filled the air. Chuuya's vision cleared only to blur once more as tears swelled in his eyes. He jerked his arm from Dazai and ran to the source of the screams.

The screaming slowly died down into uneven breathing. Chuuya lowered himself to your body that was laying limp on the ground. Your eyes barely stayed open for mere seconds before closing.

"B-babe!" Chuuya yelled wrapping his arms around you pulling you closer to him "Shit. Babe... Are you okay..?" He tried to remain calm but when his questions where only answered with silence he began to loose his cool. His eyes widened as he held you gently in his arms.

Tears started to well up inside his eyes. "Damnit! Ple- please..! Just fucking answer me please! Say something! Don't... Die on me..." He cried over your body that was slowly growing more cold.

"Chu- i- l-love........ Y-you.........." You manage to finally breathe out. Chuuya's panic only thickened his tears grew larger and more flowing until they where warm rivers flowing down his sore cheeks that where throbbing from how much he was screaming and sobbing

"NO! Y-YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE ME HERE ALL BY MYSELF!"

He pulled you're cold, heavy body to his chest, like he always did... But he didn't hear you're sweet breathes and he didn't feel you're intoxicating heartbeat like he always did. All he heard, all he felt, and all he saw... It was nothing but empty silence that was being drowned out by you're lovers frantic cries.

"Y-you idiot.... How... Could you just die on me... Without a fight... Without even a final kiss goodbye...!?"

He pressed his forehead against you're own cold forehead, his crocodile tears flowing onto you're never changing expression of emptiness. He yelled at you're corpse letting out his sadness the only way he knew how to.

"Why....? W-what did i do... To deserve so much pain!? (Y/n) you where the love of my life... And you had to leave me so fucking soon!? What happened to growing old together!? .... What the hell happened to Loving each other forever and ever..?"

He held you're limp body so close to him almost afraid to let go of you. Even though... You where already gone. There was nothing he could do anymore. And it was all his own fault that you where.

He couldn't stand the pain anymore. It felt like is heart was going to deteriorate right then and there.

You where gone now. He couldn't do anything about either. It was slowly eating him from the inside. He felt like every thing was gone all around him except him and you. You where laying in his arms but you weren't there anymore. He didn't have a reason to live anymore.

You where the best thing to ever happen in his life and now you where gone and you'll never come back no matter how much he cries. His broken screams, the last thing you hear before everything fades to pitch darkness.

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General Headcanons with Bram

Headcanon: General headcanons of stuff I think Bram will do. Pairing: Bram x reader Genre: Fluff, lowkey crack A/N: Dont mind me ss the msg and sending it to myself Part 2 of General Headcanons with DOA Boys. [ Part 1 ]

BRAM

The most gentleman person you will ever met. For real!!!

Him as a 5000 prob year old person, I personally hope you have an immortal ability cause lets be honestly 👁️👄👁️

He loves music. LOVES IT When YOU are the person playing him music from instrument of your choice.

Even if you are a learner, he is willing to listen to you and your skills.

If magically*cough cough* he isn't a guy with sword torso below, I think he probably has the height advantage here. He is the tallest.

Would totally be having 'Sorry am cookin' Apron while he cook meals.

I think he can cook and clean and do EVERYTHING ATP

He maybe a royal, but least he is a Mannered gentleman with good taste in everything (like you, a win taste)

You probably, no definitely ask him whenever you have to make a decision-He is the most well behaved person you ever met I swear.

"Bram this or this?" "Go with that one, it matches your hair"

BRAM AS A FASHION EXPERT? HELL YEAH

Lowkey thinks he loves to clean and have cultivated flowerbeds soul cultivated by him.

He totally wouldn't go off telling random beggars on the street to join his farm.

He let's you braid his hair while he go through his daily list of chores-10/10 malewife, girlboss, slaying.

I think he is Kunikida but less strict and better [idk]

He has a skincare routine and encourages or rather forces you to join him.

You have a stalker? He is now your servant at your home, vamparised.

he tries to minimise his usage of vampirism, but stalkers and creepers gonna get it.

IF BSD IS A HAPPY EVER AFTER, I think Aya would 10/10 the adopted kid of your household.

Like you would have Aya over your house and Bram would go on become the dad she deserved.

And then you get hit by the fact Aya resembles his daughter in the previous era.

You totally have their photos on one side of your wall (it's almost full)

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[chuuyrr]

If it isn’t too big of a request what if like Akutagawa was taken hostage by an enemy as bait to lure in the PM and I know Akutagawa can easily break free but this particular enemy has a member with an ability similar to Dazai’s meaning they can nullify someone’s ability just very differently.

Scarlet Witch! Reader upon hearing (Aku and reader are together) this goes on a rampage and drag Dazai off his ass to help them with rescuing Aku since Dazai’s ability will cancel out that other persons ability. Reader does most of the killing as some members were assigned to guard the prison Aku was in and Reader goes like “You want my lover, you’re gonna have to fcking kill me!”

basically this scene from Helluva Boss

when akutagawa gets taken away from his scarlet witch! s/o

bungo stray dogs x scarlet witch! reader

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): spoilers for bungo stray dogs, reference to wanda maximoff in multiverse of madness + wandavision, detailed fight scenes and mentions of blood

╰➤ PAIRING(s): akutagawa ryunosuke

╰➤ SYNOPSIS: in which the akutagawa ryunosuke is taken in as a hostage and bait by the enemy organization lure the port mafia, but they have no idea that in doing so, they're also luring in the port mafia's scarlet witch, who just so happens to be the black-fanged hellhound's darling.

╰➤ SONG SUGGESTIONS(s): ...ready for it? by taylor swift

"they.. fucking.. what?!"

port mafia executive nakahara chuuya recoiled at your harsh tone of voice as mori and his other subordinates when koyou ozaki reported that akutagawa had been kidnapped by the enemy organization.

even mori was taken aback by your sudden outburst, knowing how calm and collected you usually were and how you were never hostile. this was the first time they'd seen you snap and break as you always spoke softly and were very polite.

"[surname]-chan, put everything back down," mori sighed, shaking his head as he stared at you, unfazed by the pieces of papers and other furniture that were already floating in the air as they glowed red with your fingertrips twitching with agitation as an ominous pressure wafted in the atmosphere.

"[name], you heard the boss," your mentor, chuuya, exclaimed as he placed a hand on your shoulder, "i'm just as pissed as you are, alright? take it easy."

"how am i supposed to calm down when he's out there gravely injured and was taken in as a hostage to bait the port mafia in?" you raged, your eyes now furiously glowing red.

chuuya sighed, wondering if his temper and arrogance had rubbed off on you as you scoffed and glared at him before stopping your red psionics from making things float in the air with zero gravity out of rage. well, you were his subordinate, and possibly his younger sibling, given that he was only four years older than you and that you shared a brotherly bond with him.

"i understand how much akutagawa means to you, [surname]-chan," said mori, clasping his hands together, "but you must not let your emotions get the best of you."

despite mori's and your mentor's words, you were so consumed by rage that their words merely passed from one ear to the other.

you couldn't sit still as mori discussed what needed to be done with you and chuuya, but you already had other plans as you twitched and cracked your fingers, which they found uncannily similar to dazai, especially kouyou when dazai threatened her once.

"what are you doing, kiddo?" chuuya asked, raising a brow as red wisps of psionic energy oozed from your fingertips.

"i'm going to find.. and i'm going to kill every.. last one of them," you murmured as you stood up from your seat, your red glowing eyes boring into mori's with a death threat.

with that, you abruptly left the office, swinging the doors open with your red psionics as you extended your hands.

"o-oi! [name]! where the hell are you going?!" exclaimed your mentor, "[name]!"

chuuya rose from his seat to pursue you, but was abruptly stopped by mori. he said, blinking as he spoke calmly, "there's no need for that, chuuya. i was going to send [surname]-chan to get akutagawa and bring those fools to their knees anyway,"

"that damned kid.. tch, does [name] even realize the illuminati has a member with the equivalent ability to dazai's ability?" scoffed chuuya, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"i believe in [surname]-chan, so you should as well. after all, you're the mentor," mori smiled, almost sinisterly. "and for another thing, [surname] [name] isn't the port mafia's scarlet witch for nothing, chuuya-kun," he reasoned.

it was exactly what mori had in mind.

there was only one person you were going to approach in order to get akutagawa back.

you learned earlier in koyou's report that the illuminati, the enemy organization, had an ability user capable of nullifying any ability, which is why akutagawa was taken in, but the conditions are unknown, unlike this ability user you knew who does the same thing but with physical contact.

you wouldn't risk going after akutagawa and tbe illuminati empty-handed if you weren't certain that your chaos magic and other set of abilities wouldn't be nullified, whereas the one you were familiar with truly wouldn't.

inside the agency office, atsushi and the other detectives were taken aback, wincing at the sound of their door swinging open by red psionics pushing it.

they were all taken aback when they saw a familiar figure, you, to be exact, dressed in a dark red leather coat—the scarlet witch of the port mafia—standing in the door frame, hands extended out.

as you walked inside, or more accurately, stomped, the heels of your boots clicked against the pavement, everyone stood up. they could feel an ominous aura radiating from your body and couldn't move, but dazai osamu simply sat in his seat, legs propped over his desk, arms behind his head, headphones on, singing with his eyes closed.

you sighed at dazai and flicked your hand, using your red psionics to take his headphones, jolting him back to reality, prompting him to exclaim, "oi, what gives—ack!"

but dazai came to a halt when his shirt collar was yanked upwards, forcing him to rise from his comfortable sitting position, which was now floating mid-air as your red psionics took hold of him.

"well, if it isn't [name]-chan?" dazai's eyes widened slightly at the sight of you, blinking as he tilted his head to the side, "what brings you to the detective agency?" a small smile rose on his lips.

everyone was taken aback by how unaffected dazai was by your presence, and how casual he was with you—he even knew your name.

you scoffed at his friendly smile. you still don't understand how this man managed to leave the port mafia and live a renewed life as if he hadn't been a monster who made your boyfriend's life a living hell in the past, but as much as you hated it, you needed him to help you.

as you heard weapons being unsheathed, you hardened your gaze and flicked your other hand up. at that moment, kunikida's gun and yosano's machete were yanked from their grasps, as was kyouka's blade, which she whipped out as she summoned demon snow to her side.

you glared at them all for a split second before shaking your head, snapping your fingers to drop the weapons to the ground as you turned back to dazai, speaking in a calm tone of voice and folding your arms across your chest, "i'm not here as your enemy, i'm here as a client."

"a client?" dazai held a baffled yet amused look across his face, "how interesting, [name]-chan."

"yes, your client," you confirmed, twisting your hand before dropping it to your side, releasing dazai's collar and allowing him to return to his seat, "and whether you like it or not, dazai, you're going to help me bring back someone."

"bring someone back.." dazai's eyes blinked at you for a moment before it dawned on him who you were referring to, "oh."

yes, of course. that would explain why you were practically blazing with rage.

"hmm, alright. i'll help you out, [name]-chan," dazai said with a smile, standing up from his seat and removing his headphones, "who am i to refuse a client in need of my assistance?"

"hey! you can't be serious about assisting a port mafia member, dazai!" kunikida exclaimed as he looked at you, "don't you remember the last time we took in a client and it turned out to be an ambush?!"

"i'm confident of assisting our client this time, and besides, if [name]-chan really wanted to, we would have been hurt by now," dazai explains with a sigh, shoveling his hands into the pocket of his brown coat, "the scarlet witch of the port mafia can kill in the blink of an eye."

with that, you turned your heel and walked out of the office, pushing the door open with your red psionics.

as you picked up dazai in the air again, dragging his ass with you, leaving kunikida and the rest of them speechless, wondering how and why in the world dazai was so eager to help you, and even more so casual with you.

you and dazai were on the way to where akutagawa was after he deduced where he and the enemy organization were after you gave him the information you obtained from the mafia. however, dazai asked you a question.

"you know what i don't get, [name]-chan?" dazai began, tapping his cheek with his index finger.

"what?" you asked, scoffing at dazai's familiarity in addressing you.

"why me? you do realize you have that hat rack as your mentor. hell, and your wiggly-woos too," dazai explained briefly, folding his arms across his chest and tilting his head as he stared down at you.

"because the illuminati has an ability user like you. they can nullify abilities and that's why ryunosuke—i mean—akutagawa was taken hostage," you explained to dazai, your eyes narrowing as you looked away, "and the thing is, i don't know if i can work through their ability like i can with yours. i don't know the conditions, and you're the only one who figured out their exact location."

"and how certain are you that i can nullify an ability user similar to mine to help you out?" dazai chuckled, raising a brow at you.

"because yours only requires physical contact, whereas the said ability user's must have a different condition, and in any case a singularity would occur," you sighed, looking up at him, "of course, you would know how to react quick."

"you sure have grown up, [name]-chan. the last time i saw you, you were still quite young, serious and introverted, practically fragile as a glass too," dazai commented, staring down at you with what appears to be a soft gaze that made you scowl, "but still cunning and intellective as ever, and even way back in the mafia, you were the only one with guts to talk like that to me, and it was real amusing."

"don't talk to me like you're that familiar with me. i am not happy to see you at all, dazai," you said bitterly as you and dazai came to a halt in front of the massive steel doors in a secluded forest area somewhere in yokohama.

"ughh, chuuya's attitude has rubbed off on you, [name]-chan. when you were little, you weren't even that hostile to me!" dazai grumbled, childishly pouting, "you're way meaner now!"

"shut the hell up before i take your mouth away!" you yelled, a nerve protruding on your temple from agitation.

you straightened your back and stared at the massive steel doors, shaking your head. you cast a quick glance over your shoulder at dazai, who was no longer acting childishly, but was instead glancing at you with a curt nod, signaling that he was indeed ready.

you extended your hands, blasting the steel doors open with your unrivaled red psionics. as soon as you did, you and dazai were met by a swarm of guards armed with firearms and katanas.

"well, this is unexpected. i was expecting more from the port mafia," the gifted said as he banged against the bars of the cell akutagawa was in, causing him to wake up fairly weakly, his half-lidded, hazy eyes meeting yours, "and you must be this hound's little darling too. well, that's bad, i plan on keeping him around like this."

for a brief moment, your eyes softened as you discovered your beloved in a cell somewhere in the place, battered and bruised, chained like a dog in the cell as the ability user you were expecting stood right in front of prison.

"yes, i'm his little darling alright," you said as dazai stood behind you as you stepped into action, tilting your head.

your [color] eyes then glowed red menacingly as you scowled with your calm voice rising into a higher, and harsher tone, "you want my lover? you're gonna have to fucking kill me!"

you extended your hand to the guards charging at you. with your red psionics, you blasted and tossed them in the air before slamming them to the ground, causing a crater to form and debris and soot to scatter as a result.

instead of simply using your magic to fight harder, you incorporated it into a skillful close hand-to-hand combat, which surprised dazai enough that his mouth was slightly parted.

a smirk crawled across akutagawa's bloodied and exhausted features as he looked at you proudly as you moved sharply with fast precision as your red psionics simultaneously blocked hits of bullets and blades aimed at you as you used them all against the guards.

you even mind-controlled one of the guards to decapitate himself before manipulating his corpse to fight alongside you against the rest of the guards. all the while, you were using him as a shield and didn't care if blood was gushing out from the blades piercing his abdomen and decapitated head.

it was morbid but impressive—so much so that dazai smirked. he had always seen you making the most of your long-range combat ability, but it appears chuuya, your mentor, has changed that drastically. your fighting style now resembled chuuya's.

you now discarded the body and attacked, expertly dodging the other guards by either sliding and ducking fast only to snap their necks or manipulating their bodies to finish each other off with their own weapons.

the enemy organization's ability user stiffened for a split second as you effortlessly crushed a man's skull with your red psionics. as blood splattered on your face, you remained unfazed.

you kept walking as another who was still alive tried to shoot you from among the bodies. however, his limbs twisted and bones broke instantly when you twisted your hand. the last guard screamed in agony as his body mangled and exploded in a burst of blood.

"you know, i would have crumbled by now if i were you in your shoes," dazai mocked the ability user at the end of the area who was standing right beside akutagawa's prison as he trailed after you from behind and laughed.

your eyes held no warmth or remorse. the illuminati member saw only one thing in you: a mindless killing machine of the port mafia with one goal in mind, and that was to get your lover back at any cost.

your aura reeked of bloodlust and enmity, and it was comparable to the boss of the port mafia.

"hell hath no fury like a belladonna scorned," declared dazai as he soundlessly moved right behind the ability user who was frozen in fear at the sight of you.

before the ability's conditions illuminati's member activated, which turned out to be marking the surroundings with glowing violet runes, dazai nullified it, and even if the singularity had caused him to cancel out his own as well, dazai was quick enough to grab his arm behind his back and force him to yield.

you came to a halt and tilted your head, your eyes glowing red as you stared at the man dazai was holding. a smirk crawled across your lips as you turned your heel and walked past akutagawa and dazai.

despite your desire to revel in the vulnerability and helplessness of the gifted was who possessed a similar ability to dazai, your priority was not him.

dazai watched the ability user stiffen up before his neck broke, which dazai assumed you killed him from inside his mind, and looking at it—it wasn't snapped. you literally broke it.

you made your way to the cage prison where akutagawa was and immediately used your magic to break the bars and chains on him. as soon as you did, you knelt down to akutagawa's slumped figure against the bars and began to mend his wounds and injuries, which he visibly flinched at given how strange it feels to be stitched up at the molecular level.

"i'm sorry. i know, it feels weird, but i have to," you exclaimed, your tone of voice now hushed and calm as you no longer bore an emotionless and monstrous look, "just hang on tight for me. okay, ryuu? look, even dazai is here."

"dazai?" akutagawa raised his head weakly to see the bandaged man in a brown coat now standing behind you, looming over you.

"you look like a mess," dazai said to akutagawa as he blinked at him, but he immediately let out a surprised yelp when yanked his hair using your red psionics, "ow! [name]-chan!"

"that's for ryuu," you said, your eyes slightly narrowed at dazai, before returning your gaze to akutagawa, who was now sitting up as his wounds and injuries healed.

"thank you," akutagawa said quietly in gratitude, and you smiled back, but he couldn't help but stare at you as you finished patching him up with your magic.

that's right. even if dazai was right there, akutagawa focus was on you; this is how you know akutagawa is truly in love.

you also knew that akutagawa wasn't one for hugs and physical contact, so you were doing your best not to fling yourself at him, especially since quality time and acts of service were more of his love language.

but that seemed to change just this once.

your eyes widened in surprise as akutagawa leaned in, wrapping his arms around you, his cold body warming up at the close distance between you two, unfazed by the soot and blood all over you. he was just as happy to be reunited with you as you are with him right now.

"ryunosuke.." you muttered in surprise before smiling and tightly embracing him back.

"it feels nice once in a while.." akutagawa held a smug look, chuckling as he glanced at you.

dazai smiled as he watched you and his former subordinate reunited. now, if there's one thing you have in common with him, it's the way akutagawa makes you feel alive and warm, bringing light to your eyes. it was the same thing he had witnessed after leaving the mafia.

however, it amused dazai to see how quickly you transition from a fearsome and terrifying force to be reckoned with to such a sweet and loving darling to akutagawa every single time.

[ author's notes ! for reference, i also used the delted scene of multiverse or madness wherein wanda was supposed to fight the masters of the mystic arts in hand to hand combat. i hoped you enjoyed reading this. thank you for requesting <3

p.s. ! i also added in a small detail in this writing, which is reader being chuuya's subordinate (again) but also his little sibling figure. i figured it'd only make sense because akutagawa used to be mentored by dazai, so you should have chuuya as your mentor lolol. that's all, bye-bye ! ]

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[shamefulsho]

𝐚𝐝𝐚 || 𝐏𝐄𝐓 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐔𝐒𝐄 ♪

genre: scenario

requested: no

pronouns for y/n: gender neutral

EDITED?: ☑️

wc: 145

warnings: none :)) —— ⌫

fukuzawa yukichi:

possessive pet names "my love" the most but also "my dear" and "my darling"

kunikida doppo:

dear or love no i dont take criticism i cant see him saying anything else

edogawa ranpo:

smth sugar related: "honey" "sugar" etc

yosano akiko:

would jokingly use bitch most of the time, gorgeous/handsome

dazai osamu:

he prolly picks smth stupid that reminds him of you (my strawberry, my rose, my grape) 

and "love" or "light" idk he seems like the secretly clingy type

nakajima atsushi:

he prolly doesn't use petnames often but he gives "sweetie" or "honey" vibes

tanizaki junichiro:

sweetie and honey idk why just trust me

tanizaki naomi:

sweetie, darling

tayama katai:

lovey, baby, a shorter version of your name

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[haruchuiyo]

Oddly calm

You’re a new hunting dog recruit whose gained the attention of a certain other hunting dog soldier, who find you very oddly interesting.

content: slightly dark, descriptions of torture, mentions of blood and just overall sadistic nature.

fem!reader

this is a bit different from what I usually write, hope you enjoyed this nonetheless!

request

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The first he’d seen you, you were smiling and you were nice. Oddly nice especially for being one of the hunting dogs. Using his abilities, he found and heard no abnormalities from your behaviour. Your smile was genuine and your first greeting to the rest of the group was genuine too. How could this be possible? Little known to him, his suspicions about you will soon be confirmed.

You were very patient, you rarely lashed out or raised your voice or retorted back rudely at some weird comments you got. You took them with such grace it was oddly scary. How can anyone possibly be this kindhearted and patient with this type of duty? It was weird to Jouno and he intends to figure out the real you.

One day, you had came into the small break room with a slight off beat to your usual calm heart, you were agitated and this got Jouno’s attention. Somethings happened to you and he will find out. You put your hat rashly harshly on the table but everything else you did it calmly.

“You’re agitated, why?”

“I’m not.” Your voice had it usual sweet tone to it. You didn’t change your stance or even turn to look at him as you reply. You’re good at concealing your real feelings.

“There’s no point in lying to me.” Jouno retorts and you turn around to face him this time. Putting on a smile which makes Jouno smile in amusement, he knows it’s fake this time by how her heartbeat sound like. At least she knows how to do a fake smile, he thinks to himself while smiling, feeling rather proud knowing you can do that for some reason.

“Just having one of these days is all.” You answer, your eyes turning into rather forced moon crescent and you barely had your usual pleasant smile. Interesting. Now he wants to find out how you are during your duties and he needs to find a way to be with you. He managed to have Fukuchi let him spend a few days of work shifts with you instead of with Tecchou as usual. Fukuchi found it odd but paid it no mind, this is Jouno after all.

And Jouno got the answers to his suspicions. You really are odd and interesting. Still smiling your usual pleasant one, your voice on the other hand was completely the opposite. Calm threats as you looked at the suspect in front of you. The suspect refusing to budge to your threats, you gently picked up a pen from your front pockets and looked at it as you spun it smoothly in your fingers.

“I will have it that, this pen ends up inside you,” you start off as you trail the pen down under the suspects jaw and stop right at his pulse point on his neck, “here.” You finish off. Jouno watches on quietly, Jouno hears that the suspects heartbeat is erratic and escalating each second while yours still calm. He couldn’t help but smile to himself. You’re very odd.

“Although there’s lots of bones here and this pen isn’t quiet sharp, you need to put a bit force yeah?” At your words, the suspects shoulders began to frantically shake and tears wails up in their eyes. You chuckle at the sight which makes Jouno smile wider.

“Tears is a sign of emotion, do cry, I won’t stop you.” Your chuckle once more and you smile even wider when the suspect chokes in pain when you keep forcing the pen through his skin, making it bleed.

“Oh no dear, I still haven’t gotten answers to my questions yet.” As soon as you say that, the suspects harshly breaths out they tell you everything. You pout at that, “I was rather excited to see you bleed a little more.” You sigh after that and Jouno couldn’t help the small chuckle that leaves his lips.

You turn your head around to face him when you heard him chuckle. Rather invested in what you were doing, you completely forgot he was there.

“Wanna have a go?” You ask and Jouno shrugs his shoulders. “I’m good, you take care of this.” He answers and he hears your heartbeat go a little faster. Jouno finds it weird how he let someone else to what he loves to do, normally he’d immediately take up on the offer but he loves hearing you do you obviously enjoy to do. He smiles to himself even more. Very interesting and still odd.

After taking care of the suspect, you see Jouno sit in the small break room and he watches you with the usual smile on his lips. You smile at him back, although you’re unsure if he knows you’re smiling back at him. He didn’t even greet back at you during your first day. Ever since that day, he’s been watching you and you tried to not pay it much mind until he started to go on the same tasks as you.

“Are you following me?” You ask as you take a seat in front of him. His eyebrows raises in questioning, more like amusement.

“How can I follow you when we are assigned the same tasks?” He asks back and you chuckle, dryly which didn’t go unnoticed by Jouno. He loves seeing you lose your calm and kind demeanour.

“Do you find me weird?” You ask once again and he chuckles in amusement. “No shit, who doesn’t.” He grins at you and you couldn’t help but smile at that.

“Why do you hide your actual facade?” It’s Jouno’s time to ask and you lean back in your seat, humming while pretending to think of an answer.

“Maybe cause that would make me odd, no?” You answer and Jouno leans forward and looks straight at you.

“Odd yes, but that’s in my eyes. But I would say terrifying in others.” His voice was soft and truthful. No hint of mockery of you.

“Feels rather nice to be terrifying.” You cross your arms on your chest, feeling slightly giddy at his compliment. Jouno heard your heartbeat change it calm beat to a ecstatic one. “Feels like an victory.” He agrees. Tecchou walks in after that, overhearing their conversation.

“You two disgust me.” He says before he goes to grab a cup of water.

—

should’ve made them kiss tbh (not really they’d kill each other before doing that fr)

If you’ve come this far, a reblog, feedbacks and likes would be soooo much appreciated :3

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[lovedazai]

WHEN YOU CAN’T FALL ASLEEP

ft. dazai, chuuya, ranpo, fyodor

p.s.! ₊˚. for all my sleepy girls (gn) we’re in this together

DAZAI ー dazai’s futon doesn’t allow you much space to move. you try to shift again, as delicately as you can with his body curled around yours. no matter how hard you tried to match your breathing to his, close your eyes, and relax, you just couldn’t seem to fall asleep tonight.

the last thing you want is to disturb him. dazai barely got enough rest, only sleeping through the night occasionally; he looks so pretty when he does, with his eyelashes fluttering against his cheeks, letting out soft, shallow breaths against your chest through his parted lips.

you sigh, squeezing your eyes shut and dropping your head back onto your pillow, when you hear a familiar whine, and your stomach drops.

he lifts his head, mumbling your name. his eyes are lidded, cheeks warm and imprinted by the wrinkles from your shirt. “what’s wrong?”

“nothing,” you try to urge his head back down, rubbing his scalp in the way you know he loves. “i’m okay. go back to sleep, ‘samu.”

you tilt your head to the side, looking down at him. he folds his arms against your chest, looking up at you from beneath his lashes.

“you’re not a good liar,” he smiles. it’s small and sleepy, and you wish you had enough energy to kiss it off his face.

“i can’t sleep,” you sigh. “but you should. it’s still early, i think.”

you try to peek at the time on your phone as he leans up on his elbows, turning your face towards his. he kisses your forehead, trailing down until his lips press against the space between your eyebrows, then down to the bridge of your nose.

“how am i supposed to kiss you awake if you don’t fall asleep first?” he whispers, tracing his thumb beneath your eye. you kiss the side of his wrist, leaning into his hand.

he pulls himself up until your positions are swapped, with his head on the pillow, and your head on his chest. he rests his cheek against your hair as he drags his fingertips down the back of your neck, rubbing little circles between your shoulder blades.

he hums softly, a song you can’t quite place. even barely murmuring, you can hear the sweetness in his voice, like he simply couldn’t hold in his adoration for you.

the calm beat of his heart and the soft vibrations from his chest soothe your mind. all your thoughts slip away, only a faraway whisper of sweet dreams, my love and the soft press of lips against your forehead before you fall asleep.

CHUUYA ー you can hear chuuya’s quiet movements as he comes home from a late night mission, a mumbled curse slipping from his mouth when he’s a little too loud taking off his shoes. he cracks the bedroom door open, eyebrows raising when he sees you.

“you’re still awake?” he opens the door further. “you okay, baby?”

you nod into your comforter, watching blearily as he pulls his gloves off by each finger before he brushes your bangs away from your face.

“i’ll be right back,” he whispers, bending down to kiss your forehead. “don’t wait for me if you can help it, alright?”

you nod again, eyes falling shut as he kisses your forehead one more time. you hear the gentle thud of his dresser drawer closing, the sound of leather hitting the bathroom floor. you don’t know how much time has passed when you open your eyes again, looking up at him in a t-shirt and sweatpants.

“c’mon,” he squeezes your hand, sheets falling to your waist as he pulls you to sit up. “let’s go for a drive.”

the cool leather of chuuya’s car seat isn’t as comfortable as your bed, but you can already feel the heaviness in your chest start to dissipate as he drives.

you rest your head on the tinted window, looking out at the passing buildings. his hand rests against your thigh, and you lift it off, just enough for you to slide your fingers in between his own.

there aren’t many people out on the road this late, but he’s still careful, only sneaking glances at you from the corner of his eye. with the security and warmth that comes from chuuya’s presence next to you, and the gentle movement of the car, it doesn’t take long for your eyes to fall shut.

when he looks over and sees your face, completely relaxed, he exhales, sagging in relief against his headrest. he can’t get enough of you, bundled up in his passenger seat, holding his hand firmly, even in your sleep.

he’ll drive around a little longer, he decides, just to watch the way the lights wash over your pretty face, highlighting the curve of your cheekbones, the pretty pink of your lips.

at least it’d be no problem for him to carry you back to bed.

RANPO ー every night, ranpo curls on top of you with the lingering scent of freshly baked pastries clinging to his skin, and his messy hair tickling your jaw from how he nuzzles his face against your neck.

his body is always a comforting weight, but sleep evades you tonight. you stare up at the ceiling, gently drawing little shapes through his shirt with your finger.

“i know you’re awake.”

you jump when he whispers in your ear, heart rate spiking painfully in your chest. he lifts his head up; his eyes are open, bright green and staring at you. the tips of your noses brush from how close he is.

“your thoughts woke me up,” he answers before you can ask, poking your forehead. “they’re too loud.”

“sorry,” you sigh, wincing when he flicks your forehead.

“why are you apologizing?” he whispers, tilting his chin up to kiss the spot he flicked. “go to sleep.”

“i can’t,” you whine, childishness rivaling his own.

“that’s ‘cause you’re not trying hard enough,” he mumbles, pout evident in his voice. “your eyes aren’t even closed.”

he traces his finger down the bridge of your nose, then up again. he grazes your hairline as he travels across your forehead next, and your eyes grow heavy with each movement, slowly falling shut.

“ranpoー”

“shhh,” he smooths his thumb along your eyebrow, making his way back down your nose. “go to sleep.”

he keeps tracing your features, even after your eyes are all the way closed and your face is completely relaxed beneath his hand. he brushes his fingers across your cupid’s bow, tracing down to the plush of your bottom lip.

“there,” he whispers, leaving butterfly kisses along your jaw as he nuzzles back into you. “that’s better.”

FYODOR ー you’ve been teetering on the edge of sleep ever since you first laid down, hours ago. you’re sure it’s the early hours of the morning by now, and you sigh, stretching your arm to the other side of the bed. it’s cold, sheets still untouched.

it was rare fedya came to bed at night, no matter how much you wished he would. curling into his side always helped you rest easier. his presence is a calming one, maybe only to you.

you bundle up your blanket, holding it in place around your shoulders as you get out of bed. the ends trail along the hallway floor like a cloak as you tiptoe to his office. the steady sound of him typing comes to a stop as soon as you open the door, and he turns around in his chair, just enough to look at you.

“what are you doing up at this hour?” his eyebrows furrow, like the hypocrite he is.

“i don’t know,” you mumble around a yawn. “i just missed you.”

he swivels completely to face you, opening his arms. he makes no complaints about accommodating you as you sit on his lap, curling yourself around him, cheek falling to rest against his shoulder. you shift to look at his screens, monitor light seeming so much brighter to your tired eyes in the darkness of his office.

“don’t look at those,” he tilts your head further into his shoulder. “you’ll only keep yourself awake longer.”

you press your face into his neck, seeking out the soothing chill of his skin. you arch further into him when his fingertips sneak beneath your shirt, rubbing along the knobs of your spine. his typing is rhythmic, fingers gently pressing into your skin each time he pauses to think as you feel the rise and fall of his chest against your body.

he feels your breaths, deep and even against his shoulder, and spares a glance at you: asleep. he brushes a stray strand of hair behind your ear, lips curling up as you try to snuggle impossibly closer to him.

“rest well, my dear,” he pulls the edge of the blanket tighter around you. “i’ll be here when you wake up.”

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