#dazai fan fiction

[theprettywriter]

The devil's darling : Osamu Dazai

Synposis : with your first visit to the port mafia's headquarters, you see the other side of your lover. The one that he never showed you before. It was as if you suddenly remembered that he wasn't just your sweet boyfriend . He was also the most feared man in Yokohama. He was also the youngest boss of the criminal organisation, the port mafia.

Genre/ warnings: port mafia boss dazai, fluff, angst, mentions of blood, knife, mentions of getting stabbed, slightly suggestive

A/n: this story doesn't follow the original beast au storyline. In fact I won't even call it beast au because everything else is same other than dazai being the boss.

Author's pov

You hummed a soft tune as you walked around the huge office, lightly touching the art piece that hung on the wall in fear of damaging it somehow. Now you know you just shouldn't touch the delicate art work but you couldn't help yourself. If you find something fascinating then you just need to feel it once. And you also know that your boyfriend wouldn't blink an eye even if the art piece got damaged. He's more than capable of buying a few hundreds of the same piece if he wants but you'd rather live without the guilt of ruining it.

Deciding that you should probably stop touching it, you took a step back, opting to admire it from a distance. "sweetheart" you perked up at the sound of his voice and turned around, your lips curling up in a soft smile as your eyes met. "hmm?" you hummed silently asking him to continue.

Dazai placed the papers he was going through down on his desk, looking at you with soft eyes "are you feeling bored, my love?" he mumbled and you quickly shook your head. Well you admit that you were starting to feel a tiny bit bored with him silently working on some papers but you didn't want to disturb him so you opted to look around his office to pass some time. You know he's a busy man so you cherished every moment with him that you can spend in comfortable silence.

He looked at you silently for a moment before pushing his chair back slightly and extending a hand towards you "come here angel" your smile widened and you skipped towards him, placing your hand on his. A small smile tugged on his lips as he pulled you on his lap, kissing your wrist when you cupped his face with soft hands.

He hummed raspily when you leaned forward to press a quick kiss on his lips, his one arm wrapping around your waist while the other tucked your hair behind your ear "hey samu" you whispered against his lips before pulling back, giggling when his lips chased yours "hey angel" he mumbled pulling you in another kiss "you know I can tell when you're getting bored, sweetheart. You keep looking at the clock every now and then."

You scrunched your nose smiling sheepishly. Of course he'd catch on "okay I am feeling a little bored but it's fine. Your office is so big I'm sure I'll find something interesting in here" you said tucking a side of his hair behind his hair. You love it when he tucks his hair behind his ear. He hums as his hand slips inside your shirt, lightly caressing your bare waist "do you want to go back home? I can call a car for you -" before he could finish his sentence, you cut him off quickly shaking your head "no no I'm fine. I want to stay here with you. I can wait until you finish your work and we can go home together " you paused before adding "b-but I can go back if I'm disturbing you"

He tched pulling you closer "nonsense. You're never disturbing me, angel. I'm happy that you're here. I was asking in case you wanted to go back" you smiled at that, kissing his nose "then we'll go back together" he smiled softly with his hand going to the back of your neck. Pulling you towards him, his lips brushed against your forehead before he pressed his lips on yours in a deep kiss. Your eyes fluttered shut as you wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him back softly.

At the same time, someone knocked on the door and you pulled back startled, going to get up but dazai didn't let you. You looked at him surprised when his grip around your waist tightened and he held you firmly on his lap while someone entered the room "boss" Nakahara Chuuya's voice sounded in the room and you turned your head to see chuuya standing there with his head bowed and his one hand holding his hat against his chest "they've been taken care of as you asked" who was taken care of? You'll never know and you don't even want to know.

You were just here to spend some time with your lover "good. Now chuuya, you've come right in time" chuuya looked up, silently asking dazai to give him his next orders "see, this is the first time my sweet girl has visited the headquarters and she's started to feel bored so would you mind giving her a tour around the building while I finish my work?" you looked at dazai surprised while chuuya nodded "of course not. I'd be happy to" "samu" you whispered tugging his coat slightly to make him look at you "I'm fine staying here" dazai smiled, running his thumb across your bottom lip "I know your curious little brain is dying to look around the building, sweetheart. So go with chuuya and I promise I'll be done by the time you come back. Then we'll go home"

You hummed thinking for a moment before nodding and looking at him with a smile. He raised an eyebrow when he recognized the mischievous glint in your doe eyes . You bite his thumb lightly, giggling softly when you saw his eyes darken a shade before getting off of his lap and pressing a kiss on his forehead "then I'll see you later Samu" he hummed, squeezing your hip and watched as you turned around and started walking towards the door.

You said a small thank you to chuuya as he held the door open for you and turned around one last time to wave at dazai, smiling as he waved back. You fiddled with your fingers awkwardly as you both passed by the multiple guards whose jobs were to guard the boss's office. Each one bowed towards you and you almost told them to stop bowing so much. You weren't used to it, unlike dazai who wouldn't even glance at them.

The long walk towards the elevator was silent with chuuya walking besides you in a respectful distance. You'd seen him many times before. You're aware that he's dazai's right hand man so you've seen him besides dazai multiple times but you've never talked to him properly so you were a little scared that the whole time will be spent in awkward silence.

So when you both reached the elevator and he pressed the button, you finally decided to break the silence "I hope I'm not disturbing you while you're busy, nakahara san" Chuuya's gaze snapped at you and his smile made you feel a little at ease "of course not, y/n San. I could actually use a little walk right now too. And please just call me chuuya" you nodded smiling softly as you both stepped in the elevator, now feeling more relaxed.

"is there anything you'd like to see first?" chuuya asked before pressing any button. You shook your head and he nodded "then we'll start floor by floor" the moment You both stepped out of the elevator, you were suddenly aware of the many eyes on you and it made you feel very, very uncomfortable. It was like every person in the floor was staring at you and judging you.

Your gaze fell on the floor and you whispered to chuuya "is it just me or is everyone staring?" chuuya kept his eyes ahead, chuckling softly. He didn't need to look around the room to see what everyone was looking at. "don't worry. This is the first time the mafia is seeing their boss's partner. That's why they're all staring. They don't mean any harm" even though he said that, he still looked around the room once with his eyes cold and stern. And once was enough to make all the men look away.

You didn't notice when people stopped staring at you because you were already busy looking around the huge place. There were so many long hallways and even more doors that you were sure you'd get lost in here if you wander around alone. Every person around you stepped back as you walked past them. But thankfully you were distracted enough to pay them no mind.

"this is the security room" chuuya said stopping in front of a black door before opening it. You hummed leaning forward on your tiptoes to look at the dark room. The only light in there being the many monitors that showed each and every part of this building. "you can go inside" chuuya smiled as your eyes widened "I can?" he nodded "of course you can" he held the door open for you but before you could take a single step in, the men sitting inside were already standing up and bowing a full 90°. Ah they must have probably seen you with dazai through the cameras when you had entered the building. Your eyes widened even more and you hastily said "p-please continue your work!" before looking at chuuya who nodded chuckling softly and closed the door.

"let's not go inside any room from now" you look at him sheepishly and he nodded "as you wish" you had a feeling he was trying to be polite by now laughing at you.

The next half hour went by a blur. Walking around the building, with him showing you the various rooms. You actually managed to see the inside of their training room because it had glass doors instead of the black wooden ones. From the outside you could see various types of guns hanging on a wall and many men training. And After only seeing men on every floor, you were surprised and very happy to see a girl outside the training room. She was wearing a mask so you couldn't see her face but before you could stop yourself, you waved at her with an excited smile. Your smile softened when you saw her eyes widen for a moment before she shyly waved at you and bowed before entering the room.

"that was Gin" chuuya said as you both walked towards the elevator "gin?" you looked at him and he nodded "Gin akutagawa. She is Ryunosuke's sister" your eyes widen in recognition "I didn't know he has a sister. They seem completely opposite of each other " you smiled at the image of the two siblings "they are" chuuya replied shortly.

After walking around the building for another 10 minutes, you were starting to feel tired. You've been walking around since 40 minutes but there are still places left to see. It seems like chuuya noticed your pace getting slower and stopped before turning around and looking at you "are you feeling tired, y/n San?" you smiled slightly and nodded "a little" ''would you like some water?" chuuya asked pressing the button on his ear piece and you nodded again "yes some water would be great. Thank you" he gestured for you to follow him "this is the resting area. You can rest here for a while and then I can take you back to the boss's office" he told you before saying something in his ear piece.

You wanted to tell him that you were fine and that you can continue the tour but before you could say anything, you both heard a commotion from nearby. Chuuya's gaze snapped towards the voices and he looked at you for a second "please wait here for me y/n San. I'll be back in a second" you know that you're safe here. This building literally belongs to your boyfriend and all these men work for him. But still the idea of being left alone in between all these new faces made you a little uncomfortable so you shook your head and stood up "I'll come with you" he nodded and got in front of you. All this time he was walking besides you so you were confused as to why he suddenly got in front of you "I'd like You to stay behind me" all the warmth in his voice had disappeared and you recognized the coldness in his voice. You've heard it before when he's doing his job as dazai's bodyguard and second in command.

You followed him as he walked towards the direction where the voices were growing louder and louder, until you both reached what looked like a room made for holding different types of weapons. You peeked around chuuya to see a small group of men standing at the center of the room but your eyes widened when you saw him "dazai?" you whispered, a smile blooming on your face but it soon dropped when chuuya growled "what the fuck are you doing?" you realised that the words weren't directed to dazai but the man standing in front of him.

"y/n San don't come any closer" chuuya said without looking at you and rushed by dazai's side. Your nervousnsess seemed to grow when you sensed the tense atmosphere in the room. Dazai looked calm at once glance but if you looked closely you could see the coldness in his eyes as he raised a single hand "chuuya. Stand back" Chuuya's jaw clenched but he didn't argue and stood a step behind dazai.

"now" a shiver ran down your spin when his lips tugged up in a smile. Not the smile that he gives you. But a cold and humorless one. "why don't you continue?" his voice was calm when he spoke to the man in front of him and only then did you look at the unknown man. While dazai looked as calm as ever, the man in front of him seemed to be shaking with fear. You looked at dazai nervously when he took a step ahead, causing the man to step back "you were saying something weren't you? Cat caught your tongue?" his lips pulled up in a smirk and there was almost a pleasant glint in his eyes when the man opened his mouth to say something "you're crazy" he sneered causing an empty laugh to slip past dazai's lips "oh really? I wouldn't have known until you told me"

Suddenly your eyes caught the movement of the man's hand and your eyes widened when you noticed the shine of a knife in his belt. For some reason the only thing going in your mind was that you had to take dazai out of here. So your legs started moving before you could even comprehend it and you were already running towards him. The man stumbled back when you got in between him and dazai and you breathed shakily reaching up to cup his face "samu" you whispered, your thumb rubbing his cheek softly. You didn't know what you were feeling when his gaze fell on you. That cold and empty gaze looked at you for a moment before a smile pulled up on his lips. But that wasn't the same smile he gave you almost an hour ago. That smile was full of love and warmth but this one lacked both of those emotions.

Chuuya had pulled his gun out the moment you stepped in but you were too busy trying to find your dazai to notice that. Your eyes searched his and you felt his hand gracing your waist in a light, feathery touch. And then as you continued looking in his eyes, trying to find the same warmth, you realised with a sinking feeling that you weren't looking at your lover right now. You were looking at the most feared man in the city.

"sweetheart" he mumbled, his fingers digging in your skin slightly with his voice void of an emotion. He always calls you that so why did it feel so different right now? "go back to my office. I'll be there soon" he wasn't asking you. He was telling you to go back. But that didn't stop you from shaking your head. You needed to get him out of here. "come with me" you whispered with pleading eyes, gripping his coat and hoping that your dazai would come back.

Before he could say anything, you heard chuuya yell "oi!" and all of a sudden, your were in dazai's arms. His arm was wrapped around your waist tightly and you were pulled in his chest. Your heart was pounding when you looked up, noticing that every man standing in this room were pointing their gun at the man who was arguing with dazai. "d-dazai?" you called him turning your head back and a fearful gasp left your lips when you saw dazai gripping the sharp end of the knife with his bare hand. The knife that was inches away from touching you. You looked up at him, tears filling your eyes when you saw the blood dripping from his hand while the man holding the knife stumbled back with wide eyes "samu y-your hand-" he shushed you softly. Placing a hand on the back of your head, he pulled you in so that your face was hidden in his chest. Once he was sure that your vision was blocked, he kissed your head and mumbled the words that only you could hear "those pretty eyes were only made to look at beautiful things, angel. Not at these worthless and pathetic beings"

Because your vision was blocked, you couldn't see him flipping the knife around in his injured hand. But you heard the blood curdling scream that left that man's mouth when dazai raised his hand and stabbed straight above the man's heart. Your eyes widened and your hands trembled as you gripped his coat tightly at the same time another scream echoed the walls.

A cruel smile lifted dazai's lips as he twisted the knife in the man's flesh. His smile widening at the screams and cries of help. "you know" he mused digging the knife deeper "I would have loved to hear you talk, had you not made the mistake of thinking you could get away after trying to hurt my love" with that he pulled the knife out only to stab him again. A small whimper left your lips when you heard another scream. The one that caught your lover's attention even with all the screams and cries. It was as if your voice snapped him back from his deranged haze. He dropped the knife and looked at chuuya who nodded, ordering a few men to take away the body.

He rubbed the back of your head with his uninjured hand, mumbling "don't look back angel. I want you to only look at me. Do you understand?" your reply was a small nod as you slowly pulled back and looked up with teary eyes . His jaw clenched at the sight but he didn't said anything and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, walking towards the elevator. The whole way towards his office, you didn't say anything but your bottom lip trembled when your eyes caught the sight of his bloodied hand hanging by his side. Chuuya took a different elevator and followed you both at a distance as dazai guided you back to his office.

As you entered the room, you turned around and looked at chuuya, your voice coming out shaky "c-can I get a wet towel and a first aid kit please? " "right away" chuuya replied and you saw him speaking something in his ear piece just as the door fully closed. You didn't say anything as you took his good hand and guided him towards his desk but you felt his eyes on you the whole time. When a knock sounded, you rushed towards the door and opened it to find chuuya standing there with the things you asked for. Taking the kit and the small basket of wet towels from his hands, you whispered a small thank you and turned around not waiting for his reply.

Still chuuya nodded as the door fully closed, and he turned around, standing there on guard with his hands clasped behind him "no one is allowed to enter this floor until I say so" every guard in the hallway nodded before passing the order in their ear pieces.

You found dazai leaned against his desk, watching you silently as you stood in between his legs, holding his injured hand gingerly and started cleaning the blood off of it. He didn't as much as blink an eye but you felt your own getting teary when you saw the blood staining the whole towel. You exhaled shakily, treating the wound as gently as you could all the while avoiding his eyes.

He observed you silently. His sharp eyes not missing a single detail from your shaky hands to you avoiding looking at him. His looked away for a moment, his voice coming out eerily calm "are you scared of me?" your movements halted and you finally looked at him. Again, his face seemed calm but you didn't miss the subtle tense in his jaw and the many emotions swirling in his eyes. Holding his uninjured hand for a moment, you said "I'm not scared of you, Osamu" his gaze fell on you and he gently squeezed your hand "then why are you avoiding me?" he asked quietly and you looked down again, resuming yout work "i-i'm not'' you both know that was a lie.

Placing his pointer finger under your chin, he tilted your face up, mumbling "look at me angel" you were trying to avoid his eyes to stop yourself from crying. You didn't want to appear so weak in front of him but you couldn't help it. A single tear ran down your cheek and dazai pulled you to him swiftly, wrapping an arm around your shaking form "i-im sorry" you whimpered burying your face in his chest while dazai's brows furrowed "why are you apologizing? You've done nothing wrong sweetheart" he whispered, his hold around you tightening as he pressed multiple kisses on your head "y/n please don't cry" he buried his face in your hair, exhaling the sweet fragrance of your shampoo "y-you got hurt because of me" you pulled back slightly to look at him and wiped your tears, a smile almost pulling on your lips when you saw the visible confusion on his face "what do you mean I got hurt because of you?" his honey eyes stared in your own as he patiently waited for you to finish your sentence.

"well" you looked down "i-i feel like if I hadn't come in between, then you wouldn't have gotten hurt. It was silly of me. Chuuya and everyone else wouldn't have let you get hurt even if that man had tried to attack you. But because I came in between.." you trailed off fiddling with the buttons of his coat. He tched shaking his head with a small sigh and made you look at him "angel I didn't get hurt because of you. That shit head was thinking about swinging his little knife at me before you were there too" your eyes widened at his words "y-you knew he was thinking about hurting you?" a raspy chuckle left his lips as he nodded, taking your hand and pressing soft kisses on your fingers "of course I did" he mumbled "then why didn't you move away? O-or-" he cut you off with a small smile "because thinking and doing are two different things, doll. He was thinking about it. He wanted to do it but he couldn't. He didn't have the guts to stab the boss so he decided to be a fucking coward and tried to hurt you thinking he'd have a chance to escape" his eyes darkened at the last sentence and his arms wrapped around your form, pulling you in his deep embrace again.

You hugged him back, noticing all the tension leaving his body as he relaxed against you. His voice much more soft now "you didn't hurt me angel. You'll never hurt me. So stop worrying that pretty little head, you hear me?" you nodded pressing a soft kiss on his jaw "Samu?" he hummed nuzzling his face in your neck causing you to giggle softly as you placed one hand on his shoulder while the other stayed wrapped around him "what did that man do? Y-you looked angry when I got there" you asked hesitantly not knowing if he'll even answer it or not. He has told you many times before that the less you know, the safer you will be. But there are only rare times when dazai truly gets angry. So you couldn't help yourself but ask.

He sighed tiredly and pulled back a little to cup your face with one hand "we found out that there were a few spies in the mafia" your eyes widened at that "chuuya had managed to find every one of them expect one person" "you knew that man was the spy?" he nodded looking proud at how quick you catch on "I had my doubts but I didn't want to risk him running away so I stayed quiet until my doubts were cleared. When he saw me he got flustered and you know a flustered human will always make mistakes. He didn't have any chance of escaping so he started babbling nonsense" he didn't want to tell you that the nonsense he was speaking, included you. He was already planning on how to make him see hell on earth but you gave him a quick death by coming in between. He wasn't mad at you about it. If anything, it made him realise the difference between you and him once again. While he's out here killing people, you're saving them without even knowing. And a quick death wasn't known as a punishment in his books.

He noticed you've gone quiet again as you absentmindedly played with the locks of his hair "sweetheart" you looked at him questioningly, his hands a little desperate as he pulled you in "tell me I didn't scare you" you smiled softly cupping his face and leaned forward until your lips brushed against his "I'm not scared of you, Samu. You didn't scare me. I was just a little... I can't find the right word for it but I'm not scared of you" he looked at you quietly for a moment before exhaling and pulling you back in his arms "I love you" he mumbled kissing the side of your head and you smiled "I love you too samu"

After a few moments of him holding you, you turned around in his arms so that your back was pressed against his chest and his one arm was wrapped around your waist . He watched you silently as you gently cradled his bandaged hand close to your chest "does it hurt?" you whispered and he could only manage a small shake of his head as he felt his heart skipping a beat when you raised his hand to your lips and pressed a soft kiss on his knuckles.

He knows what you were feeling. The emotion you couldn't name and neither could he to be honest. He was damaged since the early age of 14 so blood and gore didn't have any effect on him. Catching and punishing spies wasn't any surprise either. But this was the first time you, his precious angel witnessed something like this. And he was mad at himself for every letting you see something like this. When he was walking you to his office, he was convinced that he had scared you. That you will start hating him after seeing the side of him that he desperately wanted to hide. That this morning was the last time he was able to see your sweet smile. So imagine how he must have felt when you still welcomed him with open arms. When you still kissed him and heard him and held him with that smile and gentle warmth.

As he saw you softly caressing his injured hand, he wondered how you can treat him with the same love and affection after witnessing his true side. Holding you again was another thing. He was terrified that he won't ever be able to see you and your warm smile again. It scared him more than he expected. And this was the first time his expectations had gone wrong but he was so glad they did went wrong. Because he fell for you all over again. He loved you a little more than yesterday and he held you just a little tighter as you kissed his cheek, asking if you both can go home now.

Home. He never thought he would have a place that he could call home but here he was, letting you decorate his lifeless penthouse with your yellow cushions and curtains and flower pots and what not.

Smiling softly, he nodded, holding you just for a second more before pressing a deep kiss on your lips.

"let's go home, sweetheart"

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[strikethematch18]

Instead Of Sleep

Dazai x F! Reader

Word Count: 841

Reader is a member of ADA with an ability called Instead of Sleep which allows her to project her current exhaustion onto someone else and enter their dreamscape, or subconscious. However, her ability only works if she is tired beforehand and suffers from extreme insomnia.

"Instead of Sleep" is loosely based on the AO3 tag, "I wrote this instead of sleeping"

m.list

As a member of the Armed Detective Agency, you were notorious for disappearing for a few days at a time. Of course, it is attributed to your special ability, Instead of Sleep. The ability allowed you to will someone to sleep and subconsciously enter their head space for information and meddling in dreams. Of course, there was the drawback of chronic insomnia. Your ability worked best when you were tired anyhow, but after a while of needing to use it, sometimes you'd find yourself crashing and waking up two days later. Kunikida wasn't the biggest fan of this habit, but he understood the necessity. 

The use of your ability would further feed your inability to sleep, projecting your exhaustion onto someone else. Being under the president's ability helped some, it did help actual use of your ability, allowing you to make yourself known in someone else's head. But it did nothing to curve your fatigue. 

After another night of no sleep, the fifth in a row, you pulled yourself up out of bed, cracked open an energy drink, put your glasses on, and got ready for the day. You had given up on trying to conceal your exhaustion with makeup by the third day, what was the use when Ranpo would just rat you out anyways? So throwing your hair into a claw clip and putting on slacks, a professional enough shirt, and the large bulky cardigan, you were out the door and made your way from the dorms to the agency. 

You knew you were one of the first ones there other than the president or Kunikida, but if you couldn't sleep what was the use of not being a little productive? Luckily or unluckily for you, no cases popped up and it was a report day at the agency. By the time Dazai walked in you had headphones on and were on your 4th cup of coffee and only three reports in your stack. 

"How many days of no sleep is she on?" Dazai asked as he watched you down the rest of your coffee. 

"Five and her fourth cup of coffee. Plus the energy drink she had before she got here this morning," Ranpo answered. 

Unbeknownst to you, your colleagues in the room all slightly grimaced. They knew you were deteriorating but there was little to nothing they could do. For once Dazai sat down at his desk to "do his reports" but was Instead watching you rub your tired eyes and slightly tremoring frame. Your body was having difficulty regulating temperature, never a good sign, if you kept going you would surely be sick in a short time.

An hour passed before you forgot you had finished your last cup of coffee and you looked down at the cup and sighed. Dazai was of course annoying Kunikida with his suicidal tendencies just beside you. Slipping the earphones off, you pushed yourself away from your desk and went to stand to get another cup of coffee. Of course, Kunikida didn't notice that Dazai had stopped his end and carefully watched you. And he saw your knees start to wobble and you grip and lean against your desk upon standing.  He was at your side in an instant supporting your frame. 

From the doorway, the president walked in just to see the interaction but stayed quiet for a moment. 

"I'm fine Dazai, just need a cup of coffee," you muttered. 

Taking the cup from your hand and setting it down on Atsushis's desk he replied, "no more coffee, you need sleep." 

"Can't. Working. Can't sleep anyways." 

"Y/N, get some rest, that's an official order," said Fukuzawa, finally making his presence known. 

Lowering your gaze and slumping your shoulders you answered, "yes sir." 

After a nod and a look toward Dazai, he took his leave. As you go to pack up and grab your bag to leave, a hand grabs yours and stops you. The arm connected to the hand was bandaged and you knew immediately who it was. 

"You're in no state to walk back to the dorms Y/N." 

"You heard the president." 

"There's a safer option my dear." 

Looking up and him and cocking your head to the side, he kept ahold of your hand and wrapped the other around your waist, leading you to the couch where he often slacked off during the day. Confused, he proceeded to sit you both down, then wrap his arms around you tightly before laying you both down, giving you no escape. 

Gasping, "Dazai! What-" 

"Shh, I'm going to activate my ability and it should counteract your side effects. Now get comfortable." 

"But what about you? I'm practically on top of you." 

Smiling, "I'm aware Y/N. Cuddling helps the body rest better and release tension and reduce stress. Now hush and make yourself comfortable." 

And if every so often you'd pull Dazai to the couch or worm your way into his lap after a long case, no one really gave it a second thought and let you sleep.

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[hellcatinnc]

Canceled Plans

Warning This includes: NSFW/SMUT (Read Tags Before Continuing)

Tags: nsfw, snuggles, mature themes, consensual, smut, Osamu Dazai, chuuya nakahara, Dazai, Bungo Stray Dogs, BSD, dazai x reader, osamu dazai x reader, chuuya x reader, chuuya x dazai x reader, cuckolding, cream pie, submissive dazai, dominant chuuya, cheating, breeding, voyeurism, kink, fetish, orgasms, cum fetish, after care, cock & ball torture, chastity, chastity cage, masturbation, cum fetish, datyecp, humiliation, thick cock, kissing, french kissing

Word Count: 2,372

Prompt List Words Used: Canceled Plans To Snuggle & Fuck, cup of hot chocolate, favorite blanket

Feature: Osamu Dazai x Chuuya x Fem! Reader

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Dazai has been trying to figure out something to bring a spark to you yours and his sex life. He doesn't want for sex like you do and he knows your appetite can be insatiable so he started searching different kinks until he comes across cuckolding. He brought it up to you one night. He tells you the ins and outs of it and asks if your down for it. You agree because you do want to get fucked like a real man should fuck his woman. However Dazai takes care of you in the emotional ways he lacks the sexual side of things so you feel this might be something worth doing. Then the words you thought you would never hear from his lips. "Belladonna, name one man you want to be your bull to fuck you and breed you." You never thought you would hear something like this but the first thought that comes to your mind is his old partner Chuuya.

You have had the hots for that man for a long time. He gives you the thought that he could be aggressive in bed the way you wished Dazai could be. However you get the best of both worlds it seems you get the hard core sex from Chuuya and the aftercare from Dazai what could be better you thought. You waisted no time answering his question. "I would like to be fucked like a dirty whore from Chuuya while you watch". You had no idea what got into you saying it like that. It was like a animalistic side to you that wanted him to know that you craved to be a fuck toy to his ex partner that fight all the time. He would have to watch him deep in his girls pussy getting her pregnant and make hot cream pies. He nodded at your request and knew he now had to bring it up to Chuuya and had no idea how to approach him with it.

The next day Dazai came home and told you he had stopped by the sex shop and got a few toys including a cock and ball chastity cage for him. This was all new you had never heard of any of these things but were still curious anyways. You two always had a pretty vanilla sex life since he was no where near as sexual as you were. After he showed you his toys he still told you he hadn't taken the leap to talk to Chuuya yet, you put your hand on his. "Do you want me to ask him?" He was stunned by this but he felt it should be his job as your partner to ask plus it was the humiliation as well. He was surprised the thought of being humiliated in front of his wife and Chuuya was a bit of a turn on. He had approached you in the past with only one thing he thought that would turn him on and the was erotic asphyxiation and you just weren't down for that double suicide shit.

The next night was supposed to be dinner plans together instead Dazai came home and said he had great news to tell you. He came in poured you and him a cup of hot chocolate and told you his idea for the evening. "Belladonna, this is going to be the greatest night of your life. Chuuya is coming over to fuck you." Your chin almost dropped, this was real, it was happening. You honestly never thought Dazai would go through with it. You sipped your hot chocolate then you decide to get ready for a evening of canceled plans. You cancel the restaurant plans because tonight is about fucking, sucking, and getting owned by Chuuya then having soft snuggly cuddles with your sweet Dazai after. After getting out of the shower you place one of the sexiest lingerie's you have on that Dazai never much cared for. This was time to turn Chuuya on like Dazai never could be.

Dazai tells you that its about humiliating him, and refusing him attention and your not sure you can pull this off because you do love him but your willing to try this. By the time you come out into the bedroom there is Dazai sitting in a chair at the end of the bed he has the cock chastity on preventing him from being able to cum or get hard. It really does look like a torture device but he seems like he is comfortable then he shows you a pair of handcuffs. You put them on him from behind the chair and you know this party is getting ready to play out how only in your head it has. So many nights you would touch yourself masturbating to the thought of Chuuya fucking you. You get a knock at the door knowing this is it, showtime baby. You kiss Dazai on the lips "I do love you, my love." The last words from your lips before everything changes.

You open the door and of course Chuuya walks in like he owns the place. Already complaining under his breath. Luckily before you opened the door you had put Dazai's trench coat around you because it seems the longer you talk to Chuuya you find that Dazai didn't even tell him why he was there just he wanted him to come with his wife. What Dazai was saying was right but was Cum with his wife, not come and he never clarified with Chuuya. After you explained everything to Chuuya he walked in to the bedroom where Dazai was sitting undressed in the cock and ball torture and he walks up and smacks the hell out of him. He cusses him out for being a idiot but then something flips with Chuuya and he plainly tells Dazai he was gonna fuck his woman real good. This made you blush at the very thought that Chuuya was going to leave your pussy raw when he was done. You knew he was doing this to taunt Dazai but thats ok its the best of it all.

You walk over to Chuuya and you untie the trench coat leaving you in nothing but a sexy black and red lingerie with garter belt and crotch less panties. The look that came across his face already excited you. He started taking his gloves off and this man could make a art of this the very thought of him removing them before he fucked you like a lil cum slut was turning you on. He grabbed hold of you and kissed you hard and deep then assaulted your mouth with his tongue. The taste of alcohol on his breath with a slight smoky his smell normally would turn you off but you wanted him and you wanted him bad. His hands easily wandered your body, you could feel Dazai's eye on you both. At first it was awkward then it became pretty hot knowing he was watching couldn't change his mind or stop you two but you could be fucked while he watched.

Chuuya picked you up and threw you back on the bed spreading your thighs for you giving Dazai a good look then he rips your panties completely off exposing your perfectly pink pussy waiting to be violated. As Dazai's eye met yours Chuuya shoved 2 fingers right into your twat making you gasp and whimper at his touch. You could tell that caught Dazai off guard like he already wanted this to stop even though he didn't say the words you could see it in his eyes. Chuuya mouthed off to Dazai with a cocky sound in his voice. "How does it feel Dazai to know I'm getting ready to turn your woman into my cum slut? I'm going to breed the little bitch and your gonna watch me fill her little pussy with my hot seed." He laughed as he slammed fingers in and out of you as you squirm and moan. Every time you moaned it sickened Dazai knowing that Chuuya was doing this to you. He thought this would be fun but its not and he begs Chuuya to stop. Of course he got rejected and then he whispered into your ear to tell Dazai what you just said.

You look up at Dazai as Chuuya is still finger fucking you. You moan and aggressively tell Dazai. "Chuuya owns my pussy I want him to breed me!" He laughs as he can see the way its almost bringing tears to Dazai's eyes. He couldn't believe that you really wanted Chuuya even though you could see it was breaking him. He realized he loved you and wanted you to himself and here you were being a little cum dumpster for his ex partner. After Chuuya got your pussy all sopping wet he pulled out his massively big cock, you knew there was no comparison to Dazai his cock was way thicker. He put the head of his prick up to your entrance making sure he had you angled perfectly for Dazai see him own your pussy. The head of his cock already dripping precum and throbbing as he pushes just the head in. You can feel it stretching you already but your pussy hungers for it, you can't wait to milk that prick for every drop of cum it has in it.

Chuuya looks over at Dazai and with one swoop slammed his cock so far into you. His cock so massive you were in tears as he stretched that fuck hole of yours. As Dazai saw tears stream down your face he started cussing Chuuya out threatening to kill him after this. Of course Chuuya wasn't listening he grabbed you by the hips and slammed into you then pulled all the way out and did it again repeatedly. He made you cry, and moan until it felt so good you begged him not to stop. His pulsating member felt so good in you, he was everything more in what you hoped he would be. You worried awhile how Dazai was reacting to this now the very thought of him watching you get fucked was really turning you on. You even found Dazai being tied up and humiliated and being degraded by Chuuya as he fucks you even more of a turn on. You hungered for more you moaned and screamed as Chuuya made your cunt his.

Chuuya pushed your face down into the bed pulling your ass up into the air thrusting his cock back into that wetness. He did it so there would be a good view as he busted a nut spilling his cum deep into that fuck hole of yours. He pulled his cock out letting it drip off the sides of your pussy before pushing it back in watching it spill out more. It pure sickened Dazai what Chuuya was doing but he was really enjoying it. He slammed his cock deep almost to your cervix causing you to tremble with orgasms. He ravaged your little cunt that dripped his spunk over and over again leaving you exhausted yet still wanting to be bred more. He was determined he was going to make sure he knocked you up so he kept filling you with more and more of his hot seed. Every time he did he would make sure that Dazai could see it spilling out of you. When he was done making you his own personal cum slut, leaving your pussy violated and bruised from his cock he did something you didn't expect.

Chuuya grabbed Dazai and slammed his face into your pussy. He put his foot on his back humiliating him. Yelling at him "Lick that fuckin cream pie out of her and know its how I got her fuckin pregnant". His words were rough and cold yet somehow they made your pussy pulsate thinking about it. Dazai had tears coming from his eyes as he made him eat the cream pie right out of you. At first you were a bit disgusted but oh did it turn you on knowing the man who will have gotten you pregnant is making him lick up the mess he left. After Chuuya was done with you and you really felt like his cum slut however you were ok with that. He satisfied you like no other man even Dazai had ever done. Then you uncuffed Dazai and with all your wetness there exposed you were a bit turned on by the idea of having more than one man's cum in your tonight. You undid his chastity and it didn't take long for his prick to get hard for you.

"Dazai, I want you to fuck me!" He looked at you like he wanted you more than anything. He took his cock and started stroking it in front of you which really got you turned on again for him. He didn't last long because even though he didn't want to continue he couldn't help but know his body was so turned on watching her get owned by Chuuya. He thrusts a few times and he exploding inside of her pushing it deeper into her. Pushing Chuuya's cum deeper one of them was going to get you pregnant.

He positioned himself behind you pulling your favorite blanket over you while he spooned you thrusting his cock slowly in your now gaping hole. You had been fucked so hard that night that all you know is there is no more room for cum but doesn't mean that he didn't want to give you more. He snuggled up slowly fucking you until you two were out of energy and you both collapsed. Both of you breathing heavy after a wild night. After he picked you up and took you to the shower and washed every inch of you from top to bottom. Then carried you back to the bed where he held you the rest of the night in cuddles as you fell asleep together. Last words echoing in the night "I love you Belladonna." You smiled at him as you closed your eyes "I love you too, my love."

#bsd chūya #bsd dazai #bsd #smut #osamu dazai #bungo stray dogs #anime #chuuya nakahara #fanfiction #fanfic #fan fiction #adult fanfiction #18 + only #dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #chuuya x dazai x reader #creative content challenge #holiday fan fic #cup of hot cocoa #favorite blanket #SWEET & SPICY WINTERTIME #sweet & spicy wintertime #Canceled Plans To Snuggle & Fuck #Fem! Reader

[soukmahdek]

HELP ME FIND THIS ONE [SKK] DEAD NAKAHARA CHUUYA / GHOST!CHUUYA AO3 FAN FIC

The only thing I remember about it was that Dazai, 4 years after defecting from the Port Mafia, didn't know that Chuuya died 2 years ago and that Chuuya was a ghost watching Dazai find out that revelation. And then by the end of it, Dazai visited his grave, did the thing and then they got together in the afterlife (did that even happen or was an entirely different fic uuuhhhh- ANYWAYS). I SRSLY FVKING NEED IT HOLY SHT JELP ME

Ive been searching my whole damn bookmark, related tags and history and still couldn't find it- help this desperate fella pls.

#bsd fanfic #fanfic #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #skk #soukoku #chuuya nakahara #dazai osamu #fan fiction #fiction

[hackedxy0x]

A Doll's House

Summary:

Five tests to prove the depth of your bond.

Chuuya and Dazai get trapped inside of an ability made sigil. Now there's a creepy lady telling them that in order to get out they need to complete five tests.

If they don’t pass they’ll just stay there forever or die, but no biggie, right?

Includes:

Waltzing

Bickering

Maneuvering in complete dark

Poison

Near death experiences

Missing abilities

In vino veritas

Complicated feelings

Crack

Link:

#soukoku fanfiction #soukoku #dazai is a little shit #Dazai #Chuuya #Bsd #bsd fanfic #fan fiction #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs

[tinfoilhatsss]

Are YOU looking for a mha x bsd fic to read?!

“You will both be undertaking long term stealth missions elsewhere, but you won’t be operating together for the most part. Dazai-kun, you’ve heard of UA high school right?”

“Of course I have, it’s like the most popular hero school in Japan or something. And now you’re going to tell me I have to live my dreams and become a hero.” Dazai jokes.

The older man makes no sound, and Dazai turns to look at him.

“Wait. You’re serious?”

Mori sighs, “Dazai-kun, you will be infiltrating UA high school and posing as a student there. You’ve already got experience in stealth training, but it will be a shame to let such a valuable executive go..”

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Dazai and Chuuya are sent on missions to infiltrate opposite sides of two parties that Mori has deemed a threat to the mafia, and to simply gather information from both sides. Is there more to this assignment than what they were informed of?

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I, Tinfoilhats (on ao3) have written a mha and bsd crossover which is Dazai centric. It’s titled ‘I don’t smoke’, with the link at the bottom of the page. Feel free to check it out!! Its over 100k words and currently ongoing, with an infiltration and mystery theme. Fyodor (yes, him), Chuuya, Aizawa and other 1-A characters are the most prominent in the plot. Fyodor is really just there for fun though. It does contain themes of suicide, self harm and alcoholism, but despite these tags (and many more), this fic isnt always that sad. There are def angsty moments though (and gets MORE angsty as it goes on).

Here is the fic link! https://archiveofourown.org/works/33371662

This is also my first time using Tumblr, but whatever. Hope this reaches its target audience

#mha #bsd #dazai #dazai osamu #bnha #fic rec #mha fic #bsd fic #mha and bsd fic #crossover fic #fanfiction #aizawa #dadzawa #aizawa shouta #class 1-a #angst #bsd x mha #mha x bsd #angst fics #fan fiction #fanfic #mha fanfic #bsd fanfic #my hero academia #bungou stray dogs #boku no hero academia #ao3 #ao3 author #ao3 link #ao3 fanfic

[justcallmesakira]

"Bittersweet Lovebites" 'We were listening to the Lovers rock'

Sypnosis: Will this romantic dance between two lovers really work out, or will it shatter in pieces before the music ends?

Dazai x pm!reader 2

Genre: angst to comfort, slightly suggestive, romance

Warnings: Lots of dark topic, implied mention of scars, selfishness, basically very sad. A/N: Hi i finally finished this omfg there will be so many parts and i only did part 2, I AM BEGGING YOU to listen to lovers rock after the time skip I PROMISE ITS WORTH ITT

Was love really necessary? A certain bandaged man always wondered what would the difference between love and lust mean. He had slept with many women before only to mysteriously disappear the next day as if he was nobody. Can he a womanizer be honest in a relationship with the woman of his dreams? Your boots clack through the magnificent hallways of the port mafias base. The most luminous place to walk, in this horror painted organization.

"How was the meetup with him?" a voice lurking in the shadows asked, it had a somewhat serious tone with slight annoyance hiding in it. It most definitely was Chuuya.

"It was well i guess" you replied to the ginger who had his back against the wall, you stopped in your track with your shiny black coat draping over your back with a swift flow.

You had just returned from helping Dazai to escape from the boss which Chuuya nor anyone in the mafia had know about unless we are talking about the 'smartest detective in the world' who has no business with two fruity lovers.

"Dazai had quite the time with you and akutagawa" your voice joked with a fake sadness in it. The thing is you had to fake being in distress and tears because of your now lovers betrayal so no one suspects it, if anything you were quite good at it.

''Gave him what he deserved. If anything Akutagawa shouldnt be so respectful towards that idiot dazai" you only snickered slightly though you knew the person dazai was back then, he has changed now.

A few days later You had just come home from the port. Today was quite the day but nonetheless you were excited to see your love, Dazai. A click could be heard on the door of the rusty apartment which made Dazai immedietly jolt from the bed he was laying on, a few bottles of sake around him.

The man quickly hid the bottles in a cabinet and rushed towards the entrance of his home. His amber brown eyes were greeted with the executive hanging her glistening sooty coat beside the sand brown long coat which was also hanging there.

"Hello samu...'' Your voice echoes through the simple apartment which had a light dim enough to compare it that of a rundown bar. Dazai leans against the door frame of his bedroom smiling cheekily. Dazai always smiles, no matter what the circumstance.

If anything he some times wonders when was the last time he genuinely smiled...Oh thats right that one time when you dragged him across a bar to your very own car and took care of him the whole night. He liked the feeling of your warm lap. Dazai gently took your tender hands and gracefully lead you to the kicthen, it had a strange smell....alcohol? The way Dazai took you to the small kitchen,,it felt as if you are a noble in a fancy ballroom. As you two shared a nice waltz around the kitchen the light from the moon shone dimly from the window. The feeling was oh-so romantic as if two sappy lovers were dancing without a worry in the world with a nice tune in the background.

But was it really just a simple dance? Dazai knew you were questioning why they are dancing in the midst of the kitchen but still you obliged. Why would you do anything he asks to? Why do you love him? Does he love you? Do you love him? Can he accept this love? Is he even deserved of love? A thousand questions went along in his mind as he continues to moves your body around the floor as if hes an important prince.

Are you sick of me?... "Dazai.." Your honey coated voice murmers softly, The name this man swifting your movements so nicely called himsel, The very name you shouted out in desperation the day he left.

Would you like to be? This time you placed your hands over his cold ones and moved him around the kitchen in a more experienced way as the music on the radio keeps playing. There were many cars buzzing outside the balcony on the streets of yokohama but that didnt stop the etheral feeling of two broken lovers in a certain apartment.

"But if you`re too drunk to drive, and the music is right, She might let you stay but just for the night... And if she grabs you for your hand And drags you along, She might want a kiss Before the end of the song..." The lyrics of this uplifting song continuosly ringed in his head. Will you really kiss this broken man with a thousand different scars beneath...Only the moon can answer this.

You`re like a pretty boy...

With a pretty voice. You sang out like a pretty lullaby, Oh god how intoxicating was your voice it hurt to him to listen to it. If anything even though dazais steps were calculating here and there on the carpented floor hes eyes still widened just like a child in and adults body.

"Because love can burn like a cigarette and leave you with nothing" "nothing..?"

Thats right your love wasn`t meant for Dazai. Everything ends perhaps even your love. The man knows that the moment he obtains something to help him through the light he will lose it. Its okay to want something that will hurt... The selfish man repeats. Perhaps the moments you share with him is enough. Its okay if you leave him like everybody else perhaps the taste of your lips will be burnt on his tongue.

"Its okay, Its okay my love"

You finaly spoke out with a soft smile on your shimmering lips. You didnt call his name he goes by today. You didnt call him a 'bandage wasting machine'. You didnt call him a child in an adults body, You didnt call him an enigma. You called him, your love.... The delightful memory of his first kiss with a girl from the mafia flashes through his gorreous brown eyes "Now how many men have you kissed" the mafia executive asked curoiously, the moon glowing in the eye which was not covered by a bandage. "Very few'' the girl answered,,, perhaps slight shyness in her tone. The executive asked the her again but with genuine curiosity "But you offered me a kiss.. Why?" "Such a foolish reason, i am afraid" You two kept dancing in a trance that night with adorned faces on each other. The man twirled you around here and there, but careful enough so that you dont get hit. That night... will be another one of the 3 memories he will remember forever, What a selfish man...

A/N: I hope you enjoyed!! i put much effort on this but i would have done a bit better unfortunetly my health is deterioting day by day but i will continue dw <3 Divider credits!: @cafekitsune

#dazai #dazai osamu #dazai x reader #sakira! #bsd #bsd fanfic #bungou stray dogs #bsd fiction #fan fic #writing #dazai x you #dazai x y/n #hurt to comfort #angst #lovers rock #TV girl #songfic #dancing fic #waltz #bsd x reader #bsd x you #dazai angst #dazai x reader angst #fluff

[juriyuki]

I know iwsynttr is in American Artist setting but I want to see Soukoku doing fansigns like kpop groups...

#not me having thoughts about a fictional universe of a fictional universe on a random Wednesday afternoon without focusing on my work #but for real though think about fansite photos of skk wearing random accessories from fans #dazai shooting chuuya with the money gun #animal ears #face chain #veils #all you can think of #and they are gonna answer the fansign questions so sappy and also very passive aggressive about each other #soukoku #dazai osamu #nakahara chuuya #iwsynttr

[kaineillian]

KINGDOM OF CITRINE

BUNGO STRAY DOGS.

Headcanon:

Bungo Stray Dogs with a Tall Boyfriend.

Bungo Stray Dogs as Yandere's - Part 1.

ARMED DETECTIVE AGENCY :

Dazai Osamu

1 - Yandere Dazai Osamu

2- Dazai asking his boyfriend to have a double suicide.

Kunikida Doppo

Edogawa Ranpo

Ranpo with a tall male Reader

Atsushi Nakajima

Miyazawa Kenji

Tanizaki Jun'ichirō

Fukuzawa Yukichi

PORT MAFIA

Michizō Tachihara

Ryunosuke Akutagawa

Chūya Nakahara

Chuuya with a Male Reader who cracks cheesy puns.

Ōgai Mori

DECAY OF ANGELS

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Nikolai Gogol

Sigma

Others:

Edgar Allan Poe

Poe and his imagination

Sakunosuke Oda

Ango Sakaguchi

Shibusawa

GENSHIN IMPACT.

Mondstadt -

Nation of Freedom ruled by the Anemo Archon. Barbatos.

Venti

Kaeya

Diluc

Albedo

Liyue-

Nation of Contracts ruled by the Geo Archon.

Morax.

Zhongli

Xiao

Baizhu

Inazuma-

Nation of Eternity ruled by the Electro Archon.

Raiden Shogun.

Kamisato Ayato

Thoma

Arattaki Itto

Heizou

Kaedehara Kazuha

Gorou

Sumeru-

Nation of Wisdom ruled by the Dendro Archon.

Kusunali.

Tighnari

Cyno

Al-Haitam

Kaveh

Fatui Harbingers-

Under the influence of the Tsaritsa.

Pierro

Capitano

II Dottore

Pantalone

Tartaglia

Scaramouche

Khaenri'ah

A nation with no God.

Dainsleif

Aether (neutral/rumored)

#bungo stray dogs #masterlist #bsd #dazai #ranpo #ada #port mafia #genshin impact #zhongli #headcanon fan fiction

[irepostalot]

Great i learn that one of my favorit characters are alive and and learn that my favorit from a diffrent anime died on the SAME DAY

I like acually had to sit and proces it for a moment, even though i knew that there was a huge chance of it happening

SPOILERS FOR JJK:

Rip Gojo Satoru, fly high<3

#dazai osamu #gojo satoru #rip #maybe he cant see Getou again in the after life #and they can get married there #its hopefull thinking #but thats okay #because who is in touch with reality anyway #fly high king #but i am screaming about dazai #now asagiri just gotta make soukoku kiss happen #and then i can die in peace #imma read fan fiction to feel better about jjk #its my therapy #why am i still tagging #oh well #imma hope Gojo pulls a Dazai #i knew it was gonna happen #gege why #i think im finally done tagging #thank fuck #thanks for coming to my ted talk #hope you enjoyed my rambling #bye ig

[notinsufferable]

Suggest soukoku fics I'm dying here

#soukoku #i miss being loved #fan fiction #help. #chuuya nakahara #dazai osamu

[theprettywriter]

Your beauty and my lust: Dazai Osamu

Synopsis : when he couldn't stop himself and his mind wandered to your delicate skin and soft curves.

Genre/Warnings: ada dazai, masturbation, fluff, mature themes

Author's pov

Sex was a common thing for dazai. When once in a while he wanted someone else's touch and needed a quick relief, he'd just flirt his way inside a woman's heart and her body. But it was just sex and nothing more. Some women were okay with it and some weren't. Not that he cared as it only ended up with him getting kicked out. And when there was a mutual choice, he'd leave after satisfying both himself and his partner for the night. No cuddles or soft love making. Just rough and quick and dirty sex which in most cases, left his partners in wanting more. But he didn't care about them.

That wasn't the case when it came to you. The new and shy member of the armed detective agency. Now dazai admits that he likes all women but the day he saw you for the first time, he felt his heart flutter for the very first time. And that was a new feeling for him. So at first he tried to keep his distance from you. Yes, he's talk to you normally and reply kindly whenever you asked him something or just greeted him after coming to work but he didn't try to make any moves on you.

He didn't flirt with you like he flirts with every other woman and he didn't act like a crackhead like he does around kunikida. Of course you weren't aware of his usual nature because you were new at the agency but sometimes he found himself acting like his real self rather than that annoying coworker who'd jump in a lake the moment he sees one.

So no matter how many times he tried to keep his distance from you, it never worked because the moment you look up at him with that sweet smile and those beautiful soft eyes, he felt his heart melt. More than once, he caught himself staring at you as you worked or talked to any other member. When you'd walk towards yosano's clinic to tell her something, his eyes would be caught staring at the gentle sway of your hips, your soft curves as you'd bend down to pick something off the floor, or when his eyes would soften as he'd watch you laugh and smile at something kenji said. He noticed that you were fond of the younger members despite not knowing them since too long.

No one noticed when he stopped flirting with every woman he sees. No one noticed when he stopped asking women to commit double suicide with him. Of course Ranpo was the first person to notice that the former executive has feelings for his new coworker. But he didn't say anything and just watched as dazai handled you so gently, the hand that once held a gun and killed countless people was the same hand that was now gently pressed against the small of your back as you slipped on a stray piece of paper lying on the floor.

Ranpo watched as your feelings for the former executive grew by the day as well. He noticed your shy smile and your timid steps as you gave dazai a cute little paper bag which had a small box of cookies in it. He noticed how shyly you told dazai that you had made the cookies yourself and that you wanted him to try some. It was so obvious, Ranpo thought as he munched on his snacks and watched his coworkers acting like fools in love.

It was snowing one night and you and dazai were walking home together. You didn't notice when he gently guided you to the inner side of the side walk and walked besides you on the outer side because you were too busy telling him about the new case that you handled Alone for the first time. You were dressed snuggly in your pale blue winter coat But you were a little worried that dazai's trench coat was too thin for the snowy weather so you took out your warm scarf from your bag and looked up at him shyly as you both walked side by side.

"dazai san?" you said softly, a soft blush rose on your cheeks when he looked down at you with eyes swirling with emotions "yes angel?" he grinned when he saw your blush deepen and your eyes widened at the nickname despite him calling you that multiple times. "u-umm" you stutured slightly out of shyness but he waited patiently for you to finish your sentence, only looking at you with soft eyes "y-you look a little cold so would you like my scarf?" you say shyly as you extend your scarf towards him.

His eyes widened for a moment before he grinned softly and nodded, despite not feeling cold. But instead of taking the scarf, he stopped walking and leaned down, looking at you expectantly "care to help me doll?" your eyes widened once again as you blushed profusely and nodded silently while raising your hands by his neck and gently tie the scarf around his neck. You smiled softly as he leaned back to his full height and pulled the scarf over his nose. You didn't notice his eyes darkening when your scent wrapped around his senses because you were already walking ahead.

You waved at him before entering your dorm and he sighed, groaning softly as he walked in his dorm and closed the door behind him,forgetting to lock it because his mind was hazing with lust. He let out a small grunt as he took off his coat and sat on his futon before taking off your scarf. He was going to place it on the table before his moments halted and he slowly raised the scarf towards his nose and inhaled deeply, his eyes falling shut as he smelled the jasmine perfume that you always wear.

A low groan left his lips when he felt his cock throbbing in his pants and his breathing got heavier by the second. He had stopped sleeping around after realising his feelings for you. You were precious. Too precious for someone who is tainted like him. But he couldn't help it as his mind wandered to thoughts that he wouldn't dare say out loud. He breathed heavily as he fell back on his futon and unbuttoned his shirt, feeling a little too hot. He fumbled with his zipper and pulled down his boxers just enough to tug his hardened cock out. A deep grunt left his lips as he pressed your scarf firmly against his nose and inhaled deeply as his hand palmed his cock.

"fuck" he groaned, squeezing his cock tightly before he spat on his hand and rubbed his saliva over his cock to make his movements smoother and faster. Heavy pants left his lips as he sniffed your scarf again and his pace increased, his toes curling up and feet pressing against the futon as he jerked himself off. His movements quick and desperate as images of your soft curves and gentle voice clouded his mind.

You smiled softly at the thought of seeing him again as you knocked on his door, his key in your hand. You had found it earlier today lying by his desk and picked it up thinking you will give it to him later. But then it completely slipped your mind and you just found it in your dress's pocket. Thinking he must be trying to find it, you decided to give it to him now as you knocked again. Your brows furrowed when you didn't hear any reply and a small seed of concern settled inside you because he'd always answer after one knock. You knew he wouldn't be asleep because you both just got home a few minutes ago after all.

"dazai san?" you knocked again, the worry growing inside you when no reply came. Hesitating for a moment, you tried to open his door, a little surprised that it wasn't locked. "dazai san, I'm coming in!" you called out as you entered his dorm but again, no reply. After taking off your shoes you walked in to see his living room empty other than a few half empty bottles of sake on the table. He wasn't in the kitchen either so you walked towards his bedroom and raised your hand to knock but you froze when you heard a low moan "nghh.... fuck y/n It feels so good" your eyes widened and your cheeks flushed when you heard the deep moan of your name. You should leave, you know that. Maybe you heard wrong, yes that must be the case.

You know you should leave but with the door slightly ajar, you couldn't help but peek a little and heat curled in the pit of your stomach when you saw him. He was laying on his back, his legs sprawled out as his large hand worked up and down his cock which was covered in pre cum. His shirt was completely unbuttoned , revealing his bandaged chest and his hair were sticking to his forehead as he panted heavily. Your eyes widened when you a familiar scarf lying by his face and You felt yourself getting wetter by the second as you saw him pressing his nose in your scraf and breathing in deeply as he squeezed his cock tightly. your cheeks flushed even more as you felt your arousal sticking to your panties,causing you to unconsciously press your thighs together.

Oh it was so wrong. You should leave, you should leave but it was as if your feet were stuck to the floor as your eyes watched his movements, your body heating up as you gripped your dress. A soft whimper left your lips when another sultry moan of your name left his lips and you felt yourself gushing as his movements quickened and his abdomen clenched "hah- god y/n I'm so close" his eyes rolled back and his face pressed against the pillow and mouth hung open in a deep groan of your name as his cock spurtled out ropes and ropes of hot cum.

Your panties were ruined, you could feel the wetness of your arousal and it was a little uncomfortable. But you couldn't move from your spot as he breathed heavily, covering his eyes with an arm as he laid there, trying to catch his breath. Just as you were about to force yourself to move, a raspy chuckle left his lips "how long are you gonna hide there, doll?" you gasped softly and clamped your mouth shut as you felt embarrassment and shame filling inside you.

He groaned softly as he sat up, not bothering to dress himself as he tilted his head and looked at the ajar door with a lazy smirk "come here y/n" the way he said your name, it was enough to make you follow his command and you walked in shyly, trying to avoid eye contact with him. He chuckled and pulled you down on his lap, his smile widening when he watched you squirm and blush profusely "i-im so sorry-" you were cut off and a soft whimper left your lips when he suddenly pressed his lips on yours in a deep kiss.

"need you angel" he murmured, smiling softly as you kissed him back as he laid you gently on his futon. His hands trembling as he made sure to be gentle while sliding off your dress as you looked up at him with soft eyes filled with trust and adoration and lust.

Dazai Osamu is not a gentle man. But when it comes to you, he doesn't want to be anything but gentle.

And for the context, he noticed you the moment you entered his dorm.

#bungo stray dogs fanfiction #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs fanfic #bungou stray dogs smut #dazai angst #dazai fan fiction #dazai fanfic #dazai fluff #dazai smut #dazai x reader #bsd dazai #dazai x reader one shot #dazai x reader smut #dazai x fem reader #dazai scenarios #bsd angst #bsd smut

[jenanigans1207]

“Haven’t you figured it out yet?” Dazai asks quietly, looking anywhere but directly at Chuuya. “After all this time at my side, you haven’t realized?” Chuuya makes a noise that’s almost like a scoff, but he refuses to say anything, instead clearly waiting for Dazai to elaborate. So he does. “Everything I’ve ever wanted, I’ve lost. As soon as I gained it, it was already gone.”

“So, what?” Chuuya speaks after a moment of silence, “Is that your way of confessing you wanted me? Because you sure as hell lost me. You made damn sure that you lost me.”

“That’s probably the stupidest thing you’ve ever asked me.” Dazai replies, but it lacks his familiar bite. He swallows around the rest of the words he wants to say but no matter how hard he tries, he can’t push them down. 

He’s spent years pushing away the words he wants to say, carefully selecting words that are almost what he wants to say, but not quite. He has spent all the time he’s known Chuuya carefully crafting a wall between them to keep Chuuya at a predetermined distance, to keep him just far enough away that Dazai didn’t risk losing him permanently. Because no matter how hard he pushed, no matter how many times he pulled away, Chuuya was always there. He always showed up in the knick of time if Dazai needed him, sheltered him from the horrors of the world, created his own personal bubble of comfort. It was as addicting as it was terrifying because no matter how hard Dazai tried to keep his distance, Chuuya kept slipping closer and closer to him— to his heart. And so he’d spent all the time he’d known Chuuya terrified that he would lose him permanently.

Because this— this wasn’t permanent loss. This was a drastic separation to avoid permanent loss. 

“You bastard—“ Chuuya starts to turn away and that final wall that Dazai has up between them crumbles at the gesture. 

“Of course I wanted— want you.” Dazai says without thinking, the words practically ripping themselves out of his throat. “I’ve never wanted something more.”

His words pause Chuuya in his tracks. Dazai finally looks over at him, looks at the rigid line of his shoulders, at the stiff set of his jaw in profile. He doesn’t honestly have any idea how he expects Chuuya to respond to the confession he never intended to give but at this point his only option is just to wait and find out. 

“You bastard.” Chuuya repeats, turning to face him. His eyes are hard and angry as he looks at Dazai, but there’s something else in there, too. Dazai has seen Chuuya pissed off more times than anyone else in the world, he was absolutely certain of that. But he’d never seen Chuuya look quite like this. “You do realize that you lost me through your own doing, right? That you did this? I wouldn’t have fucking gone anywhere if it weren’t for your shitty attitude!”

“Chuuya—“

“Hell, I still haven’t gone anywhere, have I? Not really!” Chuuya reaches out to grab the front of Dazai’s shirt and drags him across the small distance that was separating them. “No matter how big of an asshole you are, I keep coming back, don’t I? Here I am, right now, saving your ass despite all the shitty things you’ve done to me!”

“I was trying to protect you!” Dazai replies honestly.

“Protect me?” Chuuya roars and Dazai can feel the firm press of his fist against the front of his sternum. It’s not painful exactly— it’s more of a grounding feeling, something to keep him directly in the moment. “I never asked you to protect me! I’m perfectly capable—“

“Of course you didn’t! Dazai reaches up to grab Chuuya’s wrist, holding it in an equally tight grip. “You’d never ask me to protect you!”

“So then why—“

“Because I wanted to!” Dazai’s last tread of composure snaps as he stares at Chuuya’s incredulous face. “Because someone has to! Because losing you by putting some distance between us was better than losing you for good!” Chuuya is still staring at him with that mix of emotions that Dazai can’t quite place, his jaw clenched tight as if he were holding back his own outburst. “At least this way I know you’re alive and you have a chance at happiness.”

There’s a long moment of silence that follows Dazai’s words and it echoes so loudly in his head that it makes him wish he could take all of those words back. Chuuya lets go of his shirt, both of their hands falling back to their sides as Chuuya finally looks away and breaks their eye contact. There’s a reason he didn’t tell Chuuya why he disappeared, a reason why he has fought so hard to keep his distance. Chuuya wouldn’t understand. He was too hot-headed, always thinking with his anger than any practicality, he wouldn’t—

“Without you?” Chuuya finally breaks the silence and it sounds like each word physically hurts him to say. “You think I can find happiness without you?”

“You hate me.” Dazai points out. Because Chuuya has said it almost every time they’ve been together since they were fifteen goddamn years old. Because the only thing Chuuya does more than save his ass is remind Dazai how much he can’t stand him. If he were to play Chuuya’s voice in his head, it would say I fucking hate you.

And sure, he knows that Chuuya doesn’t hate him in the sense that most people hate someone else. He knows that Chuuya feels some amount of the bond that he feels— like Chuuya had said, he was still here. No matter what had happened between them, no matter what bad blood stained both of their hands, they always found their way back to each other. So no, Dazai was secure in the idea that Chuuya didn’t hate him hate him. But he had also thought Chuuya would be glad that he was gone, at least a little bit.

“Yeah,” Chuuya still doesn’t raise his head to meet Dazai’s gaze, his hat hiding his expression from Dazai. “I do. But for some godforsaken reason, I fucking love you more than that.”

The words hit harder than any punch Chuuya has ever thrown at him and Dazai immediately feels the wind being knocked out of him. “You do?”

Finally, Chuuya raises his head to meet Dazai’s gaze again and nothing in Dazai’s life— not a single thing he has ever gone through— could have prepared him for the way Chuuya’s eyes looked staring back at him. Nothing could have prepared him for a soft side of Chuuya, a vulnerable side. Chuuya had spent his whole life fighting for his own place in the world, letting people use him and toss him aside as long as it didn’t damage him more than he anticipated. He had spent his whole life guarding his heart and protecting his dignity and here he was, staring back at Dazai with every one of his guards down. 

That act of vulnerability was more of a confirmation for Dazai than words could have ever been.

But Chuuya confirms it with words anyways. Because he had always been the one of them who was brave enough to say what was on his mind, to put the facts out there if they needed to be said, no matter what the repercussion was. He was the one who had all the guts between the two of them. Dazai had only ever been a coward.

“Yeah,” Chuuya replies quietly, his voice as raw as the expression on his face— as raw as Dazai’s blackened heart feels in this moment. “I do. Because no matter what ridiculously stupid scheme you’re getting up to, I want to be a part of it. Because no matter how many shitty things you say, I want you to stay by my side. You thought you were protecting me by leaving but if you had spared even a second to think about what I wanted, you would’ve fucking known that the best thing you could’ve done was to stay with me.”

“I—“ Dazai swallows around a dry throat, the words catching before he can speak them. He forces himself to try again. “I didn’t know that’s what you wanted.”

“You’re annoyingly brilliant.” Chuuya replies dismissively. “You knew. And if you didn’t, it’s because you didn’t let yourself, not because I didn’t show you.”

And maybe there’s some truth to that. Maybe there’s a lot of truth to that. Chuuya has always known Dazai better than he’s ever wanted to know himself. If he really thought about it, he probably did know how Chuuya felt, what Chuuya wanted. But he had been a coward— he’d been so afraid of losing Chuuya that he hadn’t ever considered another option. He had been so certain that he’d have Chuuya taken from him forever if he ever let Chuuya close that he had convinced himself that this was best for them, that this was what Chuuya really wanted. He had convinced himself that it was the only way, even though everything they had ever done together, every moment they had ever shared had been evidence to the contrary. 

Like Chuuya said, he was still here, no matter what Dazai had put him through. 

“I’m sorry.” Dazai breathes, trying to put every ounce of sincerity into his voice. It’s a hard thing to manage when he’s gone so many years without being sincere, he hardly remembers what it feels like to tell the truth. Though Chuuya is the person he’s always been he most honest with, the person that honesty comes easiest with.

“I don’t want your shitty apology,” Chuuya scoffs before adding, more softly, “I just want you.”

The words fill Dazai with a warmth he had never thought suited him, a warmth he had never thought he deserved. It feels good— foreign, but unbearably good. He wants to keep feeling this way forever. He feels invincible, like he could take on anyone— even fate— if they dared to try and step in between him and Chuuya.

“Are you sure?” He teases, smiling as he leans towards Chuuya,, “I’ve been told I’m pretty annoying.”

Chuuya rolls his eyes but his own lips quirk up in a smile.

“Fuck yeah you are.” Chuuya mumbles before reaching up to yank Dazai down by the front of his shirt again, crashing their lips together.

At this point, Dazai won’t even deny to himself that he’s dreamt of this moment more times than he can count. He can admit that he had never— not once ever— thought he would ever get to experience it. He can also admit that this is better than every day dream, every late night fantasy he had tried to will himself out of. Nothing in his imagination could have properly prepared him for the way Chuuya would feel against him— no matter how many times he had held Chuuya after Corruption, no matter how many times he had hauled Chuuya’s half-dead body out of some warehouse, he had never imagined it would feel this good to actually hold Chuuya. He had never imagined it would be the singular best feeling of his life to catch Chuuya by the belt loops and drag him closer, the other hand tangling in the long hair that Dazai secretly loved. 

It was the singular best moments in all the years Dazai had ever been alive— it was better than the high of coming out of a battle successful with Chuuya at his side. It was even better than the knowledge that he was the only one who could properly be a counterpart to Chuuya— and that alone had given him a secret feeling of giddiness for years. 

Chuuya makes a small, pleased noise against his lips and Dazai thinks fleetingly that this is the only moment in his entire life that he would actually be upset to die. Because this right here— this thing where Chuuya is actually his— is worth living for more than anything else he has ever encountered.

Finally Chuuya pulls away, but he doesn’t let go of the front of Dazai’s shirt, his other hand gripping Dazai’s shoulder with equal force. “Don’t you ever try to pull that shit again.”

“If you wanted to keep being part of my schemes, Chuuya,” Dazai is grinning so big it actually hurts. “You could’ve just told me that.”

“I really do fucking hate you.” Chuuya mumbles, his scowl as big as Dazai’s grin. 

Dazai kisses the scowl off of his face with absolutely no hesitation, thrilled when the only response he gets is a returned kiss and the feeling of Chuuya’s grip on his shoulder tightening as if he were worried that Dazai was going to disappear if he let go. 

This time it’s Dazai who pulls away, his grin still huge but his expression more serious. He feels like he’s brimming with happiness— not even brimming with it, he’s outright overflowing. “So we’re really doing this?”

“It’s about goddamn time we’re doing this,” Chuuya replies gruffly, but there’s no actual malice to his words. The edges of his sentence sound just the slightest bit breathless and a thrill goes down Dazai’s spine at the knowledge he caused this. “No backing out now, Mackerel.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it, hatrack.” Dazai replies. “I’m nothing if not honorable when I give my word.”

Chuuya laughs— actually outright laughs at that statement, shaking his head as he steps away from Dazai enough to remind Dazai that they are, in fact, two separate entities and not just one being, no matter how connected their souls have always been. “You’re a fucking comedian if nothing else.”

Dazai tries to put on an exaggerated pout but he’s still overflowing with that foreign happiness that he finds it hard to pull off. A tragedy, really, but he’s willing to give up his excellent acting skills if it means that he gets to keep Chuuya instead. After all, his life has always been about compromises and this is the first time he doesn’t actually feel like he’s losing something— the first time he’s actually gaining something and it’s the one thing he’s never been able to stop himself from wanting. 

“Now come on, idiot.” Chuuya nudges him before gesturing with his head towards the door. “I think we still have a fight to win.”

Chuuya starts off towards the door without any hesitation but Dazai stops him before he reaches it. 

“Chuuya?” He calls before Chuuya can walk through the door. He’s not afraid— he’s never been afraid when going into a fight with Chuuya at his side, and he’s even less afraid now. But this is still something he has to say now, something he’s tried not to say for so long that he’s not even sure if he’s going to be able too say it. But the moment Chuuya turns to look at him, a questioning eyebrow raised, the words come out easily. “I love you.”

Chuuya’s grin is sharp. “I love you too, asshole.” He replies easily, “And I’ll fucking kill you if you ever forget that,”

#is this going to be part of a fic I'm writing? #probably #but clearly WAY down the line because we have a lot of mutual pining to go through first #and I'm too impatient to hold onto this shit until we get there #so here you go #have a skk confession because I'm weak and couldn't get this out of my head today #skk #soukoku #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #dazai osamu #nakahara chuuya #fan fiction #fanfiction #bad fanfiction #skk fanfic #love confession #fuck me up I love them so goddamn much it hurts

[kriswantstowrite]

⚜️ Oh women!~ (Featuring a Handful of Simping Non-binaries)

• Chapter 1: As The Snakes Dance Around One Another

• Teen and Up Audiences, NB/NB, Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs) x Original Character

• Summary:

Haru has gone by their whole life acting like an edgy bad kid to survive high school, but with college life beginning, can they finally let their guard down? Alternatively, Dazai Osamu and Haru Nakamura, vengeful non-binary lesbians, swear to take revenge on the each other by sleeping with the most women anyone in their college ever has. Things escalate quickly after that.

• This work has been cross-posted on AO3 under the username KrisWantsToWrite.

[A black and white picture of a hallway leading to an exit, being lot by three lamps.]

What is horror?

Many might say it's the feeling that makes your heart pump faster. And Haru's heart was definitely beating faster, looking at the sight in front of them.

This corner of the school was always poorly lit, never-will-be-fixed broken lamps casting mysterious shadows on the benches right under them.

And someone, sitting on said benches was looking directly at them, like a snake looking back from inside a cave, deciding the best time to leap forward for a lethal sting.

Their eyes looked almost red, looked almost bloody, and that smirk…

Haru's hair was standing up, their heart like a drum, their mouth dry.

Yet they didn't feel horrified in the slightest.

Oh, no, they just felt that this sudden stranger was just really rather…

Attractive.

They both kept the eye contact, the smirk of the stranger non-fading. Was that an invitation to approach, or the weaving of a web? Before Haru could think, they were drawn to the confident aura of the stranger, like a moth drawn to the flame, an angel to a demon, a dandelion to the fire.

And so, the demon speaks first.

"You take hints very well, don't you?" says The Stranger in an intrigued tone, their left hand's long nails tapping gently on their chin one after another.

Their right hand had short nails, however, so no worries there.

That could mean two things: Either they played a stringed instrument with their left hand, or they were a sadist.

Chills went down Haru's back. And despite it, Haru answered in a clear voice: "I’m known to be quite observant~."

"A-h~ Is that so?~~ " Haru could swear that sound can qualify as a moan, and…You see, it was flattering, but not as attractive as the dominant aura.

The stranger seems to have noticed that, because they sit upright, letting their back lean on the bench with an in-control expression.

"Do you want drugs, or are you a little whore?" Haru raises a brow, matching their expression with the stranger’s.

“Is there an option for both?~" The stranger stands up, keeping the eye contact.

Haru is hesitant, unknowing if their actions could be taken back, and yet, lets a smirk burn on their lips. The thrill filling their senses, a sense of courage taking them higher, and Haru lets themselves be taken for once, for another temporary of genuine pride and as their heart pounds, they take a step back, an invite.

The stranger walks around them like a snake crawls around its prey, and it's almost a dance when Haru struts back, the movements calm and beckoning, until their back is against the cold surface of the wall. The stranger follows, the moth and the flame now replaced.

They place one arm next to Haru’s head and Haru looks in the stranger’s brown eyes, so similar to pools of wasted, melted dark chocolate. So devoid of light, tempting Haru to kiss them and see if they can sparkle for mere seconds, even if it's by a fundamentally meaningless lust.

Haru leans their head closer to the stranger’s, knowing well it's out of line, but they have reached the point of too tempting to return. So all they do is whisper: "Isn't it kind of rude? You don't even know my name~." This isn't something an edgy bad kid would ask, not something Haru should say, not in that tone. But they foolishly hope, hope that maybe college is going to be different from High School.

"Oh, but I do~."

"Huh~," Haru says as they tilt their head, closing their eyes.

But whatever they were waiting for, never arrives.

They open their eyes to the smirk of the stranger, tease glinting in the brown eyes, along with something else Haru couldn't quite place.

“What…?” Haru’s brain still foggy, they whisper. Then, they suddenly stand higher, regaining the control they had so foolishly, willingly let go of. “Too afraid to lose your virginity?”

The stranger chuckles. "I doubt that would be as fun as watching your blue-balled expression…Sorry~."

The stranger steps back.

Haru fists their hands, wishing they had a good roasting comment to respond with, but their mind can only go blank, with only dull, white rage, and the heavy gray of disappointment remaining.

“You’ll be even more sorry when I end your fucking life.”

The stranger hums, as if considering it. "That's tempting…but maybe another day." They smile. "See you later~."

“I hope fucking not.”

“Neither of us is that lucky, Nakamura san.”

#Dazai Osamu #Bungou Stray Dogs #Fan fiction #Writing #Dazai Osamu x Original Character #Dazai Osamu x OC #OC #Dazai x OC #Bsd #Bsd Dazai #bsd fanfic

[tsukinozai]

When joining a game, Shuuji hummed into the microphone a little to his audience, switching back to his mother tongue. “I will only play a few more games, it is getting even later. And some of you probably have jobs or school tomorrow. I recommend going to those more often than doing the leisurely activity of watching me,” He smirked and his eyes trailed to the ceiling, “Or perhaps you’ll fall asleep to my voice!”

“Oi.”

Shuuji hadn’t been looking towards his screen, completely unaware of when the other person joined his lobby.

And, in nearly fluent Japanese, the player spoke through their microphone to him, “I can understand what you’re saying. Are you delusional? Who is going to fall asleep to your annoying ass voice when playing a goddamn shooter?”

Shuuji was still staring at the screen in amazement as the other talked absolute trash to him. How is this random European player speaking well and as if he were a native?

“Well, you see,” Shuuji rubbed his arm, deciding to switch to English as a failsafe, “Well, you see, I am talking to myself surely! I am actually streaming to people right now.. Haha..” He tried his hardest to conceal his accent, yet failed, all of his words rounding out in his Tokyo accent.

“You sound like some lousy streamer if you’re talking to your fans like that,” The man grunted, switching languages and accents easily, “Hit the damn ready button already, lets hope you’re not too fucking bad.”

“Oh, you damage my ears with your crude swears. How do you know I am not a child?” Shuuji leaned his head on his shoulder, clicking the button as instructed of him, “Or how do you know I am lousy!” He couldn’t help but be whiny to this person, veins thrumming to the sound of an annoyed almost growl.

“Oh my god,” The man audibly groaned, “Shut the fuck up,”

#soukoku #dazai osamu #streamer au #bsd #bungo stray dogs #chuuya nakahara #skk #work in progress #fan fiction #current wip

[anti-dazai-blog]

I might make a social experiment and make someone experience bsd purely through your blog, I'd like to see how different the perception of the story would be for them ✨

Wait wait let me change up this social experiment a little bit:

I want someone to hear an entirely unbiased account of BSD, and not be provided with images of what the characters look like.

99% of BSD opinions from the fandom are only the way they are because most of the characters are very conventionally attractive. I wanna see how drastically people’s opinions change if they didn’t know that everyone’s pretty.

#Honestly I think Bungo Stray Dogs would be incredible as a book #With no character illustrations #Because everyone’s so nuanced and complex #Both the characters and the themes are incredible and any literature fan would LOVE to dive into all that and dissect it #as for Dazai. #Look I know I said this a billion times. But I don’t even hate him (as a character) #In fact I find him very enjoyable #But It’s a massive pet peeve of mine when blatantly bullying is happening (in fiction)— #—and the fandom goes “no it’s ok actually. because he’s hot” #Because bullying is possibly the worst crime a fictional character can commit #Murder can be overlooked but bullying? No. We hate bullies. #Except there’s a little caveat saying “unless they’re hot” #Which. Just. No. #Anti dazai asks #Bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs