#dazai x reader x chuuya

[iovetecchou]

Saccharine ⧸ Dazai Osamu & Chuuya Nakahara‧₊˚

༞ Contains...! smut, implied fwb situation amongst the three of them, banter, competitive!chuuya, and competitive!dazai, kissing, teasing, begging, fingering, multiple orgasms, squirting, aftercare

༞ AFAB Reader.

༞ 2,124 words.

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“Ah, you lost again Chuuya!”

Dazai gleamed as the short-tempered man cursed under his breath. Murmuring something along the lines of “You fucking bastard”.

“Now, now. Boys, play nice!”

You shot Dazai a look as you replenished Chuuya’s newly emptied shot glass. Some of the liquor spilled on the temperamental man with your attention elsewhere.

“Oi, watch what you’re doin’ sweetheart.”

Your eyes darted down toward Chuuya’s hand, watching as the saccharine liquor dribbled down his fingers.

“Sorry Chuu, wasn’t paying attention! Here, lemme clean you up.”

Your hand wrapped around his wrist, pulling his sticky digits to your lips. Dazai watched quizzically as your tongue darted out, lapping up the stretch of Chuuya’s lithe fingers.

“H-Hey! What do you think you’re doin’?!”

Chuuya silently thanked the alcohol for coloring his cheeks a pretty shade of pink. If it wasn’t for that, You and Dazai would know his face was truly growing hot because of your lewd display.

“Cleaning you up? I don’t mind. You have really pretty hands, Chuu!”

Your eyes were locked on his azure ones as you lapped up the last of the mess you made on his fingers.

“Oh no! Belladonna, I made a mess. Be a good girl and help me clean it up, yeah?”

You and Chuuya whirled around at the commotion. Dazai had ‘accidentally’ spilled the drink he was nursing all over his hand. The chestnut-eyed man pouted in faux distress, now holding his sticky digits out in front of you.

“You asshole! You did that on purpose!”

Chuuya barked out, glaring down his counterpart. You couldn’t help but chuckle at Dazai’s actions. He piqued your interest. You didn’t think twice before crawling closer to the devilish man.

“It’s alright. I don’t mind cleaning you up, too. Although you didn’t have to pull such a stunt if you wanted this. All you had to do was ask, darling.”

You quipped, offering Dazai a playful wink before your tongue slipped past your parted lips. Licking the sickeningly sweet liquor right off his elegant fingers.

Dazai smirked as he watched you lick him clean. You could hear Chuuya grumbling behind you about how much of an ‘asshole’ his counterpart was.

“You have pretty hands too, Dazai! Your fingers are so long.”

You noted, causing Dazai’s smirk to grow tenfold. He shot a sly gaze in Chuuya’s direction before he retorted,

“I’m glad you think so, belladonna! My fingers are way longer than Chuuya’s. I’m not surprised, though, considering his… small stature.”

Chuuya shot up from his spot, marching toward Dazai before letting him hear it.

“You got a lot of nerve, you know that? Just because your fingers are longer doesn’t mean they’re more skilled.”

His words caused Dazai to perk up. You could tell the lanky man sitting before you was up to no good now. But you would be lying if you said you weren’t curious to see how this would play out.

“Oh, why don’t we put that to the test? We have a perfect subject right here!”

Dazai wrapped his arm around your waist. Pulling you into his frame as he beamed brightly. Causing the copper-haired man to scrunch his brows in confusion.

“The fuck are you takin’ about, asshole. Stop screwin’ around.”

Dazai’s hand trailed further down your waist, soothing over your hip. Your mind felt fuzzy as he drew small circles into the side of your thigh.

“We’re going to see whose fingers are more skilled and the lovely Y/N is going to be our little helper, obviously! You gotta start paying attention, Chuuya.”

Chuuya stammered, watching as Dazai turned to face you. You allowed him to trail his fingers further down your thigh. His nondominant hand came up to caress the other side of your hip. Causing a pleasant shiver to run down your spine.

“I think I like where this is going…”

You whispered. Your eyes finally met Chuuya’s as his counterpart flipped the hem of your skirt up, slipping his hands beneath the fabric. Dazai tugged your panties down your legs slowly, before tucking them in his back pocket for a later date.

“Well, Chuuya? You in or out?”

Dazai teased, not daring to take his gaze off you. Too focused on the sight of your pretty pussy on full display for him.

“Yeah Chuu, in or out?”

Your voice was laced with honey, drawing him into you; without even trying. Chuuya tried to keep his eyes on yours, he really did. But when his azure gaze flickered down, getting a glimpse of your most intimate parts… he caved.

“Fuck it, I’m in.”

Dazai snickered as his hands now ghosted over your inner thighs. Spreading your legs further apart for better access.

“You’re too easy, Chuuya.”

Dazai teased, reveling in the way you gasped as his fingers ghosted over your clit. You scored your bottom lip with your teeth, watching as Chuuya scooted closer toward you.

“Shut it, asshole. I don’t wanna hear your voice anymore. I’d much rather hear my sweetheart callin’ my name right now.”

You shuddered as Dazai began rubbing languid circles against your puffy bud. Chuuya wasted no time bringing his fingers up to your slit. One of his digits teased your entrance before he ultimately slipped inside you.

“What do you mean by, ‘My sweetheart’? I thought you knew by now that Y/N is mine!”

Dazai declared in a sing-song voice. Feeling his cock twitch from beneath his slacks as another whine rolled off your tongue.

“Now, now… no— ah, no f-fighting.”

You managed to say, nearly fumbling your words when Chuuya inserted another finger. Curling his adept digits deep inside you, hitting your sweet spot with ease.

“Fighting? Who’s fighting? I’m simply reminding Chuuya of his place here.”

Chuuya began thrusting his fingers faster inside you. Aiming to prove his point; that his fingers are more experienced than Dazai’s just to rub it in his face even more.

“You’re on thin ice, asshole. I told you before, be quiet!”

Dazai let out a drawn-out sigh as his fingers teased over your clit. Alternating between rubbing vigorously and leisurely. Leaving you feeling desperate for more.

“Dazai, don’t stop— please.”

You whined, bucking your hips up. Greedily begging for more.

“Tsk, how shameful my belladonna. Are you this needy for me already? But Chuuya hasn’t even made you cum yet.”

That was Chuuya’s last straw. With that, he shoved his counterpart away from you with his free hand. Never once ceasing in his movements inside you.

“You’re fucking done. Watch and learn from over there if you can’t understand how to keep that big mouth shut.”

Chuuya hissed, not sparing another moment on Dazai from that point on. Your breath hitched as Chuuya’s other hand came up to your pelvis. His thumb pressed firmly against your swollen bud, rubbing your clit just how you liked it.

That’s something you loved about Chuuya. When you asked for something, he gave it to you. Rarely teasing you the way his counterpart did nearly every time. They were like day and night, but something about that contrast was thrilling.

“Fuck— yes! Just like that Chuu, don’t stop!”

You braced yourself on your elbows from where you rested. Propping yourself up slightly to get a better view of Chuuya as he fingered your drooling pussy, with more intensity than before.

“Yeah, that’s right, sweetheart. Wanna feel you squeezin’ me as you cum all over my fingers.”

Before you could process, Chuuya added a third finger. Plunging fiercely inside you, matching the pace with his thumb that still toyed over your puffy clit.

All you could muster was a silent plea of Chuuya’s name as your orgasm crashed over you. You squirted all over his fingers as he worked you through your high.

“That’s it, sweetheart, so good for me.”

Chuuya whispered, absolutely mesmerized by your blissed-out face. He loved watching your eyes roll back when you came. And knowing he was the one provoking you to writhe in pleasure caused his cock to throb in his jeans.

Chuuya slowed down his pace after a few moments. Retracting his hands from your warm wet heat as you tried to catch your breath.

“Okay! My turn~”

“Dazai, wait— ah—!”

Before you could finish your thought, Dazai was shoving Chuuya aside just like the short-fused man had done to him earlier. Payback, he thought. Dazai wasted no time shoving two fingers into your messy hole. Pushing as deep as he could, delivering shallow thrusts from within your gummy walls.

His fingers scissored inside you, curling ever so slightly on the drag down. He was teasing your G-spot. But you weren’t surprised; teasing was Dazai’s specialty, after all.

“To m-much! Please, no t-teasing tonight. I’m too sensitive…”

You babbled, unable to control the way your hips bucked up each time Dazai’s nimble digits grazed over your sweet spot. Once more, his other hand was ghosting over your clit. His middle finger stroked your slit, only granting you the smallest bit of friction against your puffy bud.

“You heard her, stop teasing’ goddamnit!”

Chuuya grumbled from beside you, crossing his arms in front of his chest. He was trying his hardest to ignore his erection, which only ached more and more as you whined out in pleasure.

Dazai finally let his middle finger press down against your swollen nub. He rubbed your clit slowly as his fingers pulled out of you almost completely, before thrusting right back into you.

“Oh? I didn’t know you were barking out orders now, Chuuya. Your turn is over, so why don’t you just sit back and take notes.”

You could hardly mediate under these circumstances. Your mind was too far gone, fuzzy from all the pleasure both Chuuya and Dazai granted you tonight. Your end was nearing, and the chestnut-haired man was more than aware of that.

“Do you want to cum, my belladonna?”

He halted in his movements altogether. Dazai allowed you to catch your breath before you cried out,

“Y-Yes! Please, just make me cum!”

Your eyes were swirling with desire as they met his, and you didn’t fail to notice the smirk that etched its way into his features from your pathetic plea. He was enjoying this; and the tent in his pants wasn’t the only giveaway.

“Good girl~”

And with that, Dazai fucked his fingers back into you; relentlessly. Adding the perfect amount of pressure to your g-spot as his middle finger circled your clit fiercely.

“Hah— ‘m cumming—!”

Your whole body tensed as you clenched around Dazai’s fingers harshly. The coil within your tummy snapped, causing you to squirt all over Dazai’s palm. Not that he minded, though.

His bronze eyes raked over your body as you came for him. Dazai could hardly contain his grin as you cried out his name.

“Aww, you’re so cute when you make a mess all over me like this.”

Dazai cooed, slowing down his moments before stopping entirely. Letting his fingers slip out of your spent hole.

“That’s enough out of you! Make yourself useful and grab Y/N a towel and some water.”

Chuuya grumbled. He put all of his attention back on you after uttering those words. He could tell you were exhausted after everything. And Chuuya was sure all the alcohol you consumed earlier didn’t help with the drowsiness.

“Alright, alright. Sheesh, you know you’re really bossy for a short-stack.”

Before Chuuya could bark back, you brought your hand up to his face. Grasping his jaw between your thumb and forefinger before turning him to face you.

“Ignore him for now, Chuu. For my sake, yeah?”

You watched as Chuuya’s expression softened as he gazed into your eyes. You offered him a small smile before pulling him in for a lingering kiss.

The sweet embrace didn’t last too long though, because only a few minutes later, you heard Dazai call out;

“Aww, where’s my kiss, belladonna?! And after I took the liberty to grab you water and a nice clean towel!”

Dazai clutched his chest in feigned pain. He knelt down, handing you the bottle of water he fetched.

“That’s only because I told you to do that, asshole!”

Chuuya retorted, yanking the towel out of Dazai’s hands so he could tenderly clean you up. You couldn’t help but smile as the two men attended to you.

You leaned forward to place a chaste kiss atop Dazai’s lips. Pulling out a hum of approval from the cheeky man himself.

As you pulled away, your hands crept down to rest atop both Chuuya and Dazai’s thighs. You gave each of them a knowing look before whispering,

“I think it’s my turn to show you two how skilled my hands are. It’s only fair, right?”

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[bobattea]

hii, i was wondering if you could write something with dazai x reader x chuuya, it can be swf or nsfw, i don't mind either. love your work btw <3

Pairing: Osamu Dazai x AFAB!Reader x Chuuya Nakahara

Warnings: Smut with no plot NSFW, Smut, Dom!Dazai, Dom!Chuuya, despite being gender neutral pronouns the reader does get called a 'good girl', pet names, dumbification, dacryphilia, oral (M & F receiving), overstimulation

Word Count: 1586

A/N: sorry for taking so long to get to this request :)

Chuuya kisses you passionately, holding you close to him as if you’re about to disappear if he lets go. 

“Chuuya..” you pull away briefly only to be pulled back in by him. 

“Shh, I barely ever get to see you. Dazai keeps you to himself.” He huffs as he continues to kiss down your neck. “He’s gotta remember you’re mine too.” He nibbles and sucks at your neck leaving a bruise and kisses it gently. You laugh slightly at his possessiveness, he never liked the idea of sharing you especially with Dazai and to make things difficult he had taken you with him to join the Armed Detective Agency but Chuuya still makes sure no harm comes to you from the Port Mafia and anyone who does doesn’t get let off easy. 

The two of you were so engrossed with each other that none of you had realized you weren’t alone. From the corner of the room a smirk plays on his lips as he watches his darling and his former partner kiss each other. At this point you were both gripping at each other's clothes haphazardly trying to take them off. Chuuya wears too many pieces of clothing, you only managed to push off his jacket and unbutton his waist coat half way. 

“My my, certainly going at it aren’t you two.” Dazai makes his presence known coming out of the corner. Chuuya’s face changed from shock then to an annoyed expression as he faced Dazai and shoved you behind him. 

“It’s my turn to have her! You get her all the time.” He hisses squaring up to Dazai, his eyes narrowing at him while Dazai looks down at Chuuya with an amused smile he then looks over Chuuya to see you all flushed and embarrassed, Dazai could have a lot of fun with this. 

“Well are you just gonna leave them like that, Chuuya?” Dazai nudges him in your direction. “Can’t leave my belladonna all needy like that.” He taunts with a wide and wicked smile. One that you remember from his Port Mafia days, he’s never shown that wicked smile since leaving them. A smile so devious that can send you on your knees in an instant. In all fairness having both of them here sent you excited shivers but also some nervous butterflies never had you ever done anything with them in the same room. 

“Tch. if you think I’m gonna take orders from you, you have another thing coming.” Chuuya grumbles.

“No but they will and that’s all I need.” You switch looks between Dazai and Chuuya, both men having completely different expressions. Dazai's smile doesn't change, he's still looking at you with his devious smile and Chuuya is just straight up annoyed. “What do you say Bella hmm?” he walks closer to you. “Would you do what me and Chuuya tell you?” You nod your head without any hesitation and he nods in satisfaction. “Told you.” He looks at Chuuya with a smug smirk who just gritted his teeth. 

“Dazai-

“Now my dear, why don't you undress for us and get on all fours on the bed.” You looked between Chuuya and Dazai then compiled. Slipping off your clothes until you were completely bare and vulnerable for them to see before carrying out your next command and getting on the bed on all fours facing both men. The nervousness ate at you, you had no idea what Dazai was planning and if Chuuya had anything in mind the anticipation was killing you making you more wet by the second. Dazai notices your nervousness so he makes his way over to you, kneeling to your height and placing a hand on your cheek. 

“Are you okay with this Y/n?” Dazai’s eyes softened, the last thing he’d want to do is make you uncomfortable doing something you weren't ready for. You lean into his touch and nod. “I’m gonna need to hear your words baby.” He rubs his thumb on your cheek lovingly. 

“I’m okay with this.” You smile softly. Dazai was satisfied and his mischievous smile returned. 

“Good girl, then you know what to do.” He stood up straight and when he was standing in front of you like this of course you knew what to do.  You made quick work with his belt and his trousers then Chuuya got the memo.

“Hey! No fair, that's cheating!” Chuuya stomped his way to the other side of the bed, taking off his waistcoat that you had tried to do earlier before kneeling down behind you and diving his tongue straight into your cunt. You moaned loudly, the surprise catching you completely off guard and your mouth falling open to which Dazai took advantage of and shoved his cock down your throat. 

You choked and gagged as the tip hit the back of your throat repeatedly, Dazai was in full control of the pace barely letting you have time to relax your throat let alone breathe properly He would occasionally pull out all the way allowing a little air while drool would drip form your lips and down your chin, he would look down at you with  a satisfied smile grabbing your chin and wiping your own spit over your mouth and face before making you choke on him once again. You would squeeze your eyes shut and moan around him trying to use your tongue but with Dazai being in control it was hard to do. 

“Hey take it easy on them!” While Dazai had his way with your mouth Chuuya his his way with your pussy, he wasn't being as merciless as his former partner was he was being more loving and gentle with you. Taking his time to kiss and lick every part of your pussy while his hands squeezed the soft skin of your ass. The sweet sound of your muffled moans filled the room and Chuuya began to fuck you with his tongue at a quick pace determined to make you cum with his tongue. 

Chuuya’s efforts didn't go unnoticed by Dazai. He smirked and ran his hand through your hair before getting a good grip of it and dagging your head up and down on his cock to match Chuuya’s pace if not a little faster. A silent competition. You were close to cumming already. Both of them knew that Chuuya quickened his pace and that was enough to have you cumming all over his tongue. He pulled away from you wiping away his own saliva mixed with your cum from his mouth, Chuuya wasn't done with you no not yet he’s gonna make you cum again. He removed his trousers and boxers, already lining himself up and slamming into you causing you to jolt forward and choke again on Dazai’s cock.

“You did that on purpose.” Dazai hissed and loosened his grip on your hair and started to stroke your head. “You’re doing so well for us baby.” You continued to work your mouth on Dazai’s cock, swirling your tongue around the tip if you could you’d use your hands too but they are trying to keep you up and doing a pretty bad job if it wasn't for Chuuya’s hold on your hips as he constantly slams into you at a unforgivable pace. You squeezed your eyes shut, tears slipping down your cheeks with every thrust the boys were giving you. “You’re so pretty like this, being absolutely ruined.” Dazai threw his head back and moaned then he watched Chuuya, he was close too struggling to keep up with the two of you. “Struggling to keep up?” Dazai gave him an evil smile. 

“Shut it.” Chuuya panted through gritted teeth and thrusted faster into you, your legs begin to shake and at this point Dazai was just using your mouth to pleasure himself. You are too over-stimulated to focus on everything. Drool was starting to  slip down your mouth and chin and tears falling down your cheeks you thought you were going to pass out before you even got to cum.

“Look at them Chuuya, they look like they’re gonna pass out.” He stopped fucking your mouth to hold your face in his hand. “Come on baby, you’ve got one more in you don't you? We’re so close, darling.” his words barely made it to your ears; it was just white noise. You couldn't reply, you couldn't form words. Anything you tried to say was just coming out nonsense babbles but the nodding of your head was enough for the boys to keep going and they did, chasing their own high at their own pace while you let them use you. You clench around Chuuya and he lets out a throaty moan and one final thrust as you both cum, you moan loudly the vibrations on Dazai’s dick allowing him to release into your mouth. 

Everything was quiet, nothing but the soft pants of everyone catching their breaths, you collapsing on the bed in utter exhaustion. Dazai chuckles softly and wipes your mouth, pulling you into his arms as he settles on the bed also. 

“You did so good for us, Bella” he kisses the top of your head as you relax. 

“Could you not forget me and hog them!” Chuuya grumbles and cuddles you from behind. “I guess we went a bit too far for you doll but you did great.” He whispers in your ear and kisses your temple. You were finally relaxed, maybe it wasn't so bad being shared by them both.

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[prttykittes]

I want 15 year old Dazai or chuuya (maybe even both) to comfort me after some weird old man caressed my waist and got WAY too close :( sometimes it feels like I’m overreacting a little about it but it was really uncomfortable

Awh! I so sorry that happened to you, old men can be creepy, I hope your feeling better :(

ෆ 15!Chuuya&Dazai X GN!reader [you/your]

CW. Implied pedophila, creepy old men, noncon-touching, uncomfortable, can be read as platonic or Romantic with boys but probably mostly romantic, minor x minor(idk if this is a cw but whatever), reader is 15 or around the boys ages'!

A/N :: Money for fun! :3 Also your not overreacting for something like that! No matter what, if someone touches you and you don't like, your not overreacting or you didn't want! :) love you, be safe y'all!! <3333, also I had no idea how 15!Chuuya/Dazai would comfort you, so it's kinda hard!— written by a minor

[MASTERLIST] — (⁠ノ⁠^⁠_⁠^⁠)⁠ノ works in link!

You were sitting down on a bench, an old weird man was sitting next to you. You ignored him, waiting for the time. You tap your feet and ignore his hard breathing, you begin to sweat. You didn't feel comfortable but if you left, that would be rude of you. You scoot over towards the end of the bench, you cough, hoping he gets the hint. He doesn't and move closer to you, his hand goes on your waist. You tense up and try to ask him to stop but he begins to caress your waist. You sweat and your mind races, oh god! You wanted to get up but you couldn't move, your body stayed there. His hand goes somewhere too close for comfort, you hit his hand and get up. He stares up at you, you grit your teeth and walk away. Jogging into a place filled of people, you wanted to punch him but then the police would think that you assaulted the man. You rub your shoulders, despite your current attitude, your still scared. You felt bad and not good, you want to go to them, you jog. Jogging to the arcade, your feet stomping fast. You pant and you see them, Dazai slouch over Chuuya. Chuuya yelling at Dazai while he tries to play his game, Dazai grins and continues to annoy Chuuya. You give a shaky smile, you walk over and Dazai notices you, he smiles and waves to you. "Heya!" Chuuya grits his teeth when he loses the game but his glaze softens when he sees you. "Oh hey" he says, you smile and let out a sigh. Should you tell them about it? Would they care about it? "Something wrong?" Chuuya asks, noticing your weird attitude, your eyes widen. "Hm?" Dazai's tone sounds happy and he knows something is wrong, you open your mouth and hesitant to talk. "Take your time" Chuuya says, he doesn't want to rush you. You wait for an minute before you speak about what happened, Dazai and Chuuya don't say anything. Dazai smiles and pats your head, you make a face when stare at him. "Do you what me to hurt him, {yourname}?" He says, his eyes darken, you look at Chuuya. Not knowing what to say, Chuuya nods his head. "Sure..?" You say in confusion, Dazai chuckles and he sits down next to you, he doesn't say anything. Chuuya then sits next to you, they both don't say anything. Parting your back and rubbing It, Dazai's fingers touch your fingers. You smile, their comforting actions filled you with happiness even if it wasn't much, you can't blame them. Atleast you know, that their with you! Hopefully forever.

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[yawarakaizai]

pm dazai and pm chuuya who constantly fight each other for readers attention... but then someone hurts reader and all of a sudden they work together so seamlessly to kill the mf who dared to touch you (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

ⵌ YOU'RE QUITE THE SAME IF LOVE'S THE GAIN

SENDER Reader (Fem) RECIPITENT PM!Dazai Osamu + PM!Chuuya Nakahara (BSD) CONTENTS jealousy, reader+chuuya+dazai are 16/17, reader is an heiress, hostage situation, fluff n cute!! (implied) torture, worried chuuya NOTE This wasn't the department you specialised in. You wanted to manage finances, and while Mori was more than happy to grant you the role - Dazai would nag for you to join him and Chuuya on missions that didn't concern you in the slightest. There's only so much patience one can have. COMPANY Tangled Up

A/N THI S WA S RLL Y C UT E !! sorr y this one was l ate ;//; i hav e a scho o l trip tmrw ^^// maybe i'l l t ry sm ut nex t ... i have a l ot of good re qs i ho pe i ca n ge t throu gh the m a ll ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

Missions with Dazai and Chuuya always resulted in a thrilling adventure. There was never a time you'd look back on a mission you'd had with both and say to yourself, 'that was a bummer.'

You weren't supposed to work alongside them. Within the Port Mafia, Dazai and Chuuya were always to be assigned missions that were too dangerous for someone ordinary.

And, you? Well.

You possessed no ability. Your purpose in the Port Mafia was your background - your status.

Heiress to your father's wealth in your homeland of France, your parents were part of a certain elite group that made you a walking target should you venture without protection.

That is why you were always thrown as the bait.

With all respects to Dazai, that is, who introduced to Mori the idea of having you be the helpless, dumb damsel skipping merrily into danger.

You weren't happy about this arrangement and that was made clear by your sulking.

" Oh, look at me, I am an unattended woman. "

You sluggishly wandered around the dark halls of the abandoned facility, your voice just barely loud enough for the walls to echo your sarcastic jokes.

" This is serioouuuss! " The earpiece cleverly hidden in your ear crackled into life, you knew the voice belonged to Dazai. " Been chasing this guy for ages now, I think he's got some sort of phasing ability. He might appear outta no where, but Chuuya's trailing behind you, so don't worry. "

As if it could ease your nerves, it only made you regret agreeing to this further. " Great. I'm comforted. " You replied in a snarky manner.

You were dressed in lavish clothing that not even your pompous, arrogant mother would ever think of wearing. You seemed to have a distaste for reminders of the generational wealth you possess and opt to distance yourself from a 'royal' life. It proved impossible when it was the only thing that allowed you to maintain a job in the Port Mafia.

The gloomy and cold atmosphere left you hugging yourself for warmth as you traversed through complicated corridors. Although your earpiece was not connected to Chuuya's, you worried that you were walking off-course and/or Chuuya knew where you are meant to go, but could not blow his cover to correct your stupid mistakes.

Chuuya did a pretty good job at staying hidden. You could not hear a thing other than the clacking of your heels against metal flooring. " Ohh.. I'm so scared. " You pitched your voice higher, this being your best shot at luring out whoever it is the PM were after. You weren't taking this seriously, that was clear to both Dazai and Chuuya.

This wasn't the first mission you three were together, there were a few others that you'd two go through but this was the first time you were thrown a seal to a shark.

Dazai was elsewhere in the building, you weren't sure where and he gave no information when asked. With the affirmation Chuuya had your back, you knew that there was nothing to fear.

You would have appreciated some communication on his end though. You figured it must be his unnatural shyness towards you that made it hard for him to be too forward.

You easily noticed how his behaviour would change around you. And with Dazai around? Oh, boy.

Even if you could be a little air-headed sometimes, you weren't dumb to the hints in front of you.

From the day you were rescued from captivity - a story for another day - Chuuya stood out. You find it funny how he'd be unable to face you for more than a minute before looking away hurriedly. It sprung your new-found hobby of teasing Chuuya whenever you could. Of course Dazai picked up on it pretty soon after too and Chuuya has not known peace since. You couldn't help it! You weren't to blame! You giggled to yourself reminding yourself of Chuuya's little crush, fingers intertwined behind your back loosely, your back straightening from its previous hunched-over stance.

Feeling sudden confidence surge through your veins with the recollection of memories with Chuuya, you were just about to turn on your heel to address the gravity manipulator until a hand grabbed you from behind - before you had the chance to see who it was, you felt cold metal press against your temple that made you freeze up.

In front of you, Chuuya had finally revealed himself, but he too was stood as still as stone.

" Kill me 'n the girl goes too. "

They have never let it get THIS bad. Not ever have you ever even been in the hold or this close to an enemy, and here you were at gunpoint, something that was not planned.

You didn't dare break eye contact from Chuuya. This might just be your final moment. With great trust in Chuuya and Dazai's ability, you weren't sure how they'd proceed with this.

Chuuya might end up being the last thing you see. The look of fear on his face too didn't ease your nerves. They were not in the position to bargain. And funnily enough, you blamed yourself for this.

" Fine, yeah. Let her go. " Chuuya stood up from his mid-offensive position and dropped whatever weapon he had. A gun and a small knife for close-combat, he raised his arms above his head to firmly show his surrender. The hand that was previously on your lower hip raised to roughly cover your mouth, a gloved palm shoving itself in your face and that broke you down immediately. Fear took over and your knees went weak with pure fright, yet the man behind you had his fingers digging into the flesh of your cheek with such a harsh grab that it kept you standing up-right, the barrel of the gun pressing in deeper to your skull, sure to leave indents - that is if you weren't just shot dead. Then an indent would be the less of your worries.

With your back pressed against the chest of the stranger, you could feel the vibration of his confident voice as he spoke loudly, " Don't take me for a fool, Nakahara. You could easily use that ability of yours. " And that was true. You actually forgot about Chuuya's ability. Your mind was too foggy at the moment.

It was the first time you saw Chuuya Nakahara look uncertain in whether this mission would end well or not. He smiled insecurely as he let out a gruff exhale, " Wouldn't do that if I wanted her to live, yeah? Now let her go. "

Even if he kept grinning, you could see how the sweat dripped from his face even through your own teary eyes. With the palm pressing over your mouth and nose, it was difficult to breathe and steady your heart that was already beating fast enough as it is.

" Hmm.. " The gun was lowered slowly, caressing down your cheek and to your chest before being positioned at the pit of your stomach, " But do I really wanna? "

You began to squeal in protest, unable to accept your helplessness but it seemed someone else did your job of retaliation for you.

In the blink of an eye, the man holding you captive fell backwards and consequentially dragged you down with him but ended up tripping you up a bit further. You fell with your head banging on the hard floor, your captors hand slipping from your mouth and allowing you to briefly ‎gasp for air. The clattering of a gun was heard somewhere yet you were too dazed to properly do anything at this point.

The last thing you remember was the feeling of being raised from your underarms and distant shouting.

" -as if she'd be able to do-"

" No, you shut up! You could've done something easily. "

" It was your idea to use her as a fuckin' pawn, don't twist this. "

" Uhh! I'm sowwy~! I thought Chuuya Naka-fucking-hara had some balls to intercept~! "

" Zip it! She's waking up! "

Groggily, you stared at the two of them, sitting opposite each-other on the end of your bed. Judging by the bright white, you were most likely in the infirmary.

Chuuya was the first to lean in, he must have not noticed his hand coming to rest over yours which were folded nearly over your stomach. He had hope in his eyes, contrasting with the emotion you last remember them in. " Y/N? " He called out to you, taking a glimpse at the steady heart monitor.

Testing your voice, you let out a low hum before croaking out a meek, " Heya. "

Dazai was the first to break a laugh at your first words. His and Chuuya's eyes were soft.

" Don't look cute, I'm pissed at you both. " You huffed, turning your head to the side, avoiding them both.

Chuuya held your hand a little tighter, he understood if you decided to be unhappy with him. " Sorry, Y/N. I really fucked that up. Shit, I just didn't know what to do. " He explained himself with such compassion you were urged to look at him again. " I guess I discovered seein' you like that. Uh. In trouble and stuff, makes me seize up badly. "

From the corner of your eye you saw Dazai huff before standing up, but Chuuya held onto your attention as he continued speaking tenderly to you, " I thought that this loser would have planned a set-up and knew that was gonna happen but. It took too long. I realised last second he didn't plan shit. "

" Hey! Don't be so rude, Chuuya~ Besides, if it weren't for me, precious princess would've been shot. " You saw Dazai reach into his back pocket for something you couldn't quite recognise yet.

" Oh, that was you, Dazai? " You asked, alluding to the sudden drop during the action. " Yuup~ And y'know what the best part is? "

You quirked a brow and stole a shared glance from Chuuya. Dazai was unexpectable.

" Since me and Chuuya are so nice.. "

So Chuuya was in on this too?

Dazai paused his sentence and hummed in a baby-ish voice. " Kill me and the girl goes too! " He mocked, earning him an earnest giggle from you. " That wasn't funny, Dazai! I was scared! " You retorted, but still couldn't wipe that smile off of your face.

" Sorry, sorry. But, like he wanted, he's not dead. "

Dazai held the object he had pulled out in front of him. Bloodied priars.

" Technically death caused by unattended injuries is not 'killing him' on MY end, isn't that right, Chuuya? "

Chuuya nod his head before you.

They have that man locked in a fucking basement.

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You Take My Breath Away

Pairing: Dazai Osamu x gn!reader (x Chuuya Nakahara)

Genre: Fluff?, angst, hurt/comfort?

Warnings: this fic contains dark content. if you don't like that, please keep scrolling and dni. S2 spoilers, strangling (bloodshot and swollen eyes, bruised and sore throat, can't speak, etc.), murder/death, throat slitting, blood, Dazai is overly protective ig, toxic behavior overall, typical su!cide mention from Dazai

Summary: Dazai gets protective over you when you get hurt, on more than one occasion, and takes matters into his own hands to make sure they never hurt you again.

WC: 7.5k

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You giggle like a schoolgirl as Dazai tickles your sides, your face starting to hurt from how hard you’ve been smiling. That always seems to happen to you when Dazai is around. “Quit it!” you squeal, smacking at Dazai’s hands. 

Dazai only seems to chuckle and continue his evil acts against you. “Say the magic words!” he bargains. 

“Never!” you shout, leaning away from him and bumping into Atsushi who is sitting right beside you. He doesn’t seem to mind it though, he just watches you both with a fond smile on his face. “Atsushi! Help!” you cry, tears lining your eyes the longer and harder you laugh. 

“No one can save you now! You’re at my mercy!” Dazai shouts back, waiting for you to say the magic words that will rid you of his tickling. 

And listen. You tried to hold out, you really did! But you’ve known Dazai for more than seven years now and he knows all your most ticklish spots by now.

“Okay! Okay!” you concede. He slows his fingers but doesn’t stop them. “Dazai is the most handsome, funniest, smartest guy ever, and I smell like rotten eggs!” As soon as you finish, Dazai lets up. He stays hovering above you though from where you leaned away from him, a soft smile on his face. 

“Awe, you really think so?” he coos, fluttering his lashes at you. 

“No,” you wheeze, holding your poor, aching sides. “I mean yes! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” you screech, a scared laugh escaping you when he threatens to tickle you again. 

“Hm. That’s what I thought,” he says as he sits properly in his seat. 

You pant as you sit up straight as well, waving your hand at Atsushi as an apology. Then again, the little traitor didn’t even try to help you. “The train is sure taking a while,” the white-haired man suddenly comments. You hum, pushing your hair out of your face as you nod in agreement. 

You raise a brow as Dazai suddenly stands up, face blank and serious. “There’s an urgent errand I need to carry out,” he announces, staring out at the tracks in front of him. 

“What is it?” Atsushi asks with great urgency, seemingly nervous. You can’t help but smirk. You’d bet every last penny you own that Dazai is about to say some dumbass shit. 

“I need to use the bathroom!” he cries, hands going over his crotch as he starts to do a peepee dance. Atsushi’s face falls as he stares at the higher-up, unbelieving he just said that. You only end up cracking up, laughing as you watch him dance in one place. It makes your sides ache but in the best way possible. 

“Well? What are you waiting for? Permission?” you tease, smirking at the man. He continues to stare you down as he dances from foot to foot faster and faster. You snort and roll your eyes. “Okay, go,” you say playfully, waving him off. 

“Thank you!” he cries, zooming away. “Ah! I’m not gonna make it!” This causes you to snort again. You don’t know why he insisted on holding it for so long then. You look over at Atsushi and only laugh harder at how bewildered he looks. 

“You’ll get used to it eventually,” you reassure him, patting him on the back. He turns to look at you now, giving you a small smile. 

“I always thought Dazai was so cool and mysterious…but…” You raise a brow when he trails off, jumping to conclusions. 

“But he’s a bit of a dumbass?” you guess, chuckling. Atsushi goes tense, nervous about referring to his higher-up in such a way, especially since it seems that Dazai has ears everywhere. He glances at the way Dazai went before slowly nodding his head with a laugh of his own. 

“Yeah, something like that,” he agrees, his chuckles dying down when you both hear the train whistle a bit a ways. “Hey, can I ask you something?” he suddenly asks. 

“Yes, I’ll help you hide a body, but only if you killed them with good reason,” you respond, completely serious. At his flabbergasted look, you snort and nudge his arm with yours. “I’m kidding.” He relaxes. “Sort of.” You laugh when he tenses up again, his body relaxing when he realizes you’re just messing with him again. You and Dazai love pulling pranks on him together. 

Speaking of…

“How long have you and Dazai been dating?” 

Your laughter instantly dies and you feel choked up all of a sudden. “Wait what-”

“I mean, I figure it’s been a while. You two share your affection so openly and he’s always going on and on about you-”

“Wait what-”

“So I was just curious how long it’s been. You two seem really happy together.” 

At the last part, any reply you had ready to go suddenly dies on your tongue. You two seem really happy together. What the fuck are you supposed to say to that? You two aren’t even talking talking, let alone dating. Where did Atsushi get an idea like that? Have the others said something? Or is this a prank that Dazai is pulling on him and forgot to let you in on it? 

Before you can think of a response though, the train is arriving. You sigh in relief as you two both stand up and walk towards the train, looking left and right for Naomi and Haruna. 

“Haruna, Naomi!” you hear Atsushi shout. You turn to look at him before looking past him to see the two girls. You sigh in relief a second time, a smile coming to your face. Thank goodness. “Are you alright?” he asks when you get close enough to them. 

“We are. I never thought they’d come after the clerks in the office,” Naomi responds with a warm, relieved smile. 

“At least you’re safe now!” Atsushi says brightly. 

“Yeah, I’m glad you’re alright,” you agree, giving the girls a smile to which they return. “We’re gonna escort you both to the extraction point,” you add on. 

“Oh! I wanted you to meet someone!” You raise a brow at this, turning to look towards the train when Naomi motions towards it and turns to face it. “We got to know each other a little on the train.” With that, a small child comes walking out, holding a creepy doll. You raise a brow when he bumps into Atsushi and just starts laughing. Someone needs to teach this kid some manners…

Your brows furrow when the kid suddenly turns and rolls up their sleeve to show off…

What is that? 

Are those…razor blades taped to his arms? Alarm bells immediately start going off in your head. Something isn’t right here. 

“Wanna play a game?” the kid suddenly asks, a maniac grin on his face. 

Before you could respond, Atsushi starts mumbling to himself. You turn to look at him, finding his eyes are leaking what appears to be blood. “Atsushi?” you say unsurely, reaching out toward him. 

*

“You mentioned before that you came here to protect me…” Dazai says unsurely, trying to put the pieces together. When things suddenly click into place, he gasps before spinning to face the way he came. “Dammit!” he shouts before taking off. “No, no, no! Fuck!” he hisses, running back to you two. 

He swears, if Q has done anything to yo-

He comes around the corner only to find you being dangled in the air, Atsushi holding you up by your throat while growling and grunting. Dazai lets out a growl of his own as he sprints toward the man. He’s not thinking clearly. What should he do? 

He dashes past the two other women who seem to be harmed but overall fine. He wraps his arm around Atsushi’s throat and presses heavily on his windpipe. Now that he’s closer, he can see that your eyes are bloodshot and they’re starting to roll back into your head. How long has he been holding you like this? Why aren’t you using your ability? Do you not want to hurt Atsushi? 

To his horror, Atsushi ignores Dazai and continues to strangle you. Dazai doesn’t want to hurt him since he knows it isn’t actually him, but he’s running out of options. His eyes flicker this way and that way looking for a solution. 

This is when his eyes spot the doll. 

Dazai quickly lets Atsushi go before bolting toward the hideous toy, picking it up, and instantly screaming, “Ability: No Longer Human!” His power surges through the toy and he turns to find Atsushi snapping out of it. He gasps as he lets you go, your body hitting the ground hard. Atsushi grasps at his throat where Dazai had choked him. 

Dazai barely looks at him though as he hurries over to you. He lifts your body to cradle you in his lap, brushing your hair out of your face and his hands ghosting the marks on your neck. “(Y/n)?” he whispers, his whole frame shaking as he clutches you close. 

You let out a wet, ragged cough before slowly blinking your eyes open, tears cascading down your cheeks. “I-” you try to force out, but it seems you can’t make any further noise. 

“Shh, don’t try to speak. You might damage your vocal cords further,” he advises. He lifts his head and does a quick survey of the area. The other two ladies are indeed fine. Hurt, but fine.

But where’s Q? 

“Your new friends are so fragile, Mr. Dazai!” he whips his head around to find Q smiling at him on the train as it starts to shift forward. “But don’t worry! What I really look forward to is breaking you–whether that be through you directly or your new love here!” Q giggles and continues to grin at him maniacally. “Remember how you made me suffer? Soon you’re going to feel that pain, Mr. Dazai!” 

“And instead of capturing you next time and showing you mercy by simply ripping your heart out, I’ll torture you slowly and painfully until you're begging me to kill you,” he responds darkly with a sinister expression. Q had his mouth open to respond but goes quiet, eyes wide. He wasn’t expecting such a terrifying response for some reason. They stare at each other as the train takes Q further and further away.

You’ve never seen Dazai so angry before and you don’t even know why he’s so mad. The world sounds like it’s underwater, or like you have cotton stuffed in your ears. He isn’t mad at Atsushi, is he? It wasn’t his fault. You need to tell him that. 

You reach up and loosely grip the lapel of his coat, weakly tugging on it as you try to speak. All that comes out though is breathy whines and wheezes, words unable to be formed. He turns to look at you, his grip suddenly tightening on you. “Shh, I know. It’s okay. I’ve got you. It’s all over. Everything’s alright. I’ve got you,” he whispers, pressing his forehead to yours. You close your eyes, the last of your tears falling down your cheeks. He pulls back when you suddenly go slack in his arms, his eyes widening a tad when he realizes that you’ve passed out. He sighs and closes his eyes for a moment, cradling you close to his chest. That was close, too fucking close. 

“I'm such a screwup.” Dazai opens his eyes and turns to look over at Atsushi, finding the man crying as he stares at the marks blooming on your neck. “That should be me, not them. I shouldn’t even be alive. I don’t deserve to be alive…”

Dazai doesn’t know why, but hearing him talk like that angers him further. Yes, it should be him hurt instead of you. It should be Dazai. It should be any of them but you. You should never be hurt. You weren’t even supposed to come with them today. 

Dazai watches for a moment as Atsushi pathetically cries and blubbers on about who knows what. Dazai slowly and gently sets you down on the concrete before moving in front of Atsushi. “Atsushi,” Dazai grunts, frowning down at the man. 

Atsushi lifts his head, his eyes red from his crying. Before Atsushi could even blink, Dazai is slapping him across his face. Hard. “Pull it together. They wouldn’t want you talking like that,” he mumbles before instantly turning back to you. They need to get you back to HQ stat. 

* When you wake up, you feel like your throat was run over by a motorcycle. And then they reversed over it again just to make sure they got the job done. Your hands shakily come up to gently clutch your throat, your vision a little blurry until you blink a few times. Even then though, things are still a little blurry out of one of your eyes. 

You try to move your head only to be met with pain in your neck. You slowly take a deep breath, finding it a little hard to breathe, before trying again. You take your time in sitting up, making sure not to move your head or neck too much. Your eyes go wide when you see a head of brown hair on your bed, and a chair keeping him close. You smile and slowly reach over to card your fingers through his hair. 

You barely get to do so though since he’s suddenly springing up. You gasp and rear your hand back from the shock, hissing when it causes you pain. “You’re awake! Woah! Stop! Okay!” he screeches, going into panic mode when he sees your face contort into one of pain. You weakly laugh, it sounding nothing like your usual laugh. This one is all scratchy and hoarse, your throat sore and dry. Your laughter quickly stops when it becomes too painful. 

“Wait! Okay! Everyone remain calm!” he continues to shout even though you two are the only ones in the room and he’s the only one panicking. You smile hard. “You want some water? Never mind, you need to drink some. You’ve been out for a while.” And with that, he’s zooming off to assumedly get you some water. 

You’re not alone long before he’s back, offering you a glass of water with a stick poking out of it. You take the stick out to see a sponge at the end of it. At your bewildered look, Dazai explains, “Akiko said that you might not be able to drink very well, so the sponge will give you smaller amounts to drink and make it easier to swallow.” You smile at him and nod your head before starting to do just that. Your throat aches with each swallow, but the water feels good. 

Dazai suddenly grabs something from the desk beside you and sets a notepad and pen in your lap. “I want you to use this instead of trying to talk, okay?” he says softly, hand resting on top of yours for a moment before letting go. You nod your head and hand him the water before picking up your pen. 

Where’s Atsushi + the others? They okay?

You hold up the notepad for him to see, watching his eyes flicker over the words. His face hardens for a moment, just a split second, before relaxing again. He huffs out a laugh as he says, “Of course that’s the first thing you say.” He shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair. “Yeah, they’re alright. They’re all resting. It was a crazy day.” You nod your head, letting out a small sigh. Is Atsushi really okay? “You can see them soon enough. Akiko and I agreed that you need your rest and shouldn’t have any visitors until you’re better.” 

You raise your brow at this. Then why are you here mister? You turn the notepad for him to see, smirking at him. Your smirk only grows when you see some color come to his cheeks and his eyes shift away from you completely. 

“I’m your hot nurse, of course. All patients need one,” he replies playfully. Despite his joke, your chest flutters at his kindness. You smile softly as you reach out to him, setting your free hand over his. He instantly flips his hand over to properly hold your hand, weaving your fingers together. “Besides, I told you that you can’t die without me. You’re the only one I’ll commit double suicide with,” he jokes further, smirking at you now. 

You let out a weak laugh and roll your eyes. Typical Dazai. 

It didn’t take long for you to be up and out of bed. Everyone knows that you never stay down for long, even if you have the worst injuries of them all. You hate being bedridden, especially when something like this is going on. 

Currently, you’re looking over some files of what’s been going on while you were out of commission. The Guild are some serious bad guys, and that’s coming from someone who used to be a part of the-

“I really don’t feel like working.” 

You lift your file a bit to look down into your lap where Dazai has made himself home. His face is smushed into your tummy and his butt hangs high in the air. You smile at the position. He’s such a dork. 

“Are you seriously going to mope around like this the whole morning?” You look up to find Kunikida there. You smile up at him and his hard expression relaxes when he sees your cheery face. “Good morning, (Y/n). How are you feeling?” 

“Right as rain, Kida!” you greet. At your chipper voice, Dazai whines and wiggles his ass in the air. 

“Any other time I’d be up for having this conversation with you, but not now, please,” he whines, shoving his face further into your body. 

“What happened to the energetic young hero who just helped save this town from the brink of destruction?” Kida asks in a monotone, crossing his arms over his chest with a sigh.  

“Boss has me lined up for this new job and I don’t wanna,” Dazai cries, giving a fake sniffle, causing you to roll your eyes. Dazai continues to wiggle his ass in the air and you grin wickedly as you reach out to slap it. Dazai jumps with a yelp, turning his head a bit with his jaw dropped. “Kunikida! I didn’t know you felt this way,” he playfully purrs to the shocked man.

Kunikida’s cheeks go red as he huffs, his hands now placed onto his hips. “Is that the same one Atsushi and the boss were talking about yesterday?” he asks curiously, completely ignoring Dazai’s comment.

Before anyone can respond though, the boss man himself is suddenly appearing behind Kida. “Correct.” Dazai lifts his face to turn and look at him, grunting as he rolls over to face the two now, keeping his head in your lap. 

“Good morning, sir,” Kida greets the older man, reminding you of a soldier in the army with the way he’s acting. 

“Dazai, (Y/n),” he says, completely ignoring the man and causing you to pout. Always so serious and straight to the point. “What’s the status of that meeting with the Port Mafia?”

“I’ve made the arrangements,” Dazai reports. You smirk when you see Kida’s face go into shock, eyeing the three of you. 

“Do you think their boss will come?” he asks. 

“I’m sure he will,” you answer. 

“It’s the perfect opportunity for him to kill you, after all,” Dazai adds, smirking a bit. 

Fukuzawa closes his eyes for a moment and gives a slight nod. “I’d prefer that to having bloodshed amongst our people,” he says as he walks off. You sigh and look down at Dazai when he groans, discovering that you’ve been combing your hand through his hair the whole time. Oops. 

“Hey, Dazai, (Y/n)...” Kida starts softly as Dazai whines and wiggles around in your lap like a child when you stop playing with his hair. “What’s the secret meeting with the Port Mafia all about?” Kida suddenly shouts, causing you to jump. Dazai simply rolls to a stop in your lap, overall seeming unbothered by the man’s raised voice. Typical. 

“Well, I have to admit that our little Atsushi’s idea has really snowballed,” Dazai sighs, staring out the window. 

“Since The Guild is now our biggest threat, it only makes sense for us t-” you start to explain before Kunikida suddenly cuts you off. 

“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!” he shouts, speaking a mile a minute. “I’m totally lost here…” Kida admits, rubbing the back of his head. “First of all, why are you guys the ones arranging this meeting?” You open and close your mouth, unsure of how to answer. You tilt your head down to look at Dazai, finding him a bit wide-eyed. He turns to look at Kida now as if Kida should know the answer to that already. 

“Because we used to be with the Port Mafia?” 

Kida’s entire face goes blank with confusion and shock. “Huh?” 

“Oh!” Dazai suddenly realizes, expression lighting up. “Did I not tell you that? My bad!” he hisses, giving him a ‘sorry’ look. 

“What?” Kida shouts, making you flinch back a bit. These two are always such a rowdy bunch. 

“Sorry we didn’t tell you sooner,” you apologize, giving him a sorry smile. He just blinks and stares at you stupidly, making your smile grow. Yeah, guess it is some pretty shocking information. 

“You were in the Port Mafia?” he asks you, jaw completely unhinged. “Dazai I can actually understand. But you?”

“Hey!” Dazai whines with a pout.

*

You and Dazai come to a stop in front of the abandoned building. You place your hands on your hips as you look around you. “Well, this doesn’t seem suspicious at all,” you say sarcastically. 

“Are you sure you should be here?” 

You turn to look at Dazai, smiling over at him. “As I told you a hundred times before, I’m fine.” 

“I don’t want you here…” Dazai mumbles, crossing his arms over his chest as he turns to face you. 

“And who’s going to stop you from murdering Q as soon as you lay eyes on him?” you respond, sighing as you place a hand on Dazai’s chest and the other staying on your hip, feeling him relax under your touch. Chuuya probably wouldn’t give two shits.

Before he can respond, lights are suddenly cutting on around you. You turn to look at the lights, squinting at how bright they are. You raise a brow when you hear many guns being cocked, your hand falling from his chest as you turn to face your enemies. 

“Pleasant evening, isn’t it?” Steinbeck asks, eyeing you from afar. “You even brought a date!” he teases Dazai. You remain expressionless as you study the two men in front of you. Are these guys serious? “Hm, seems our strategist has hit the nail on the head once again in predicting your movements,” he continues. 

Dazai slowly turns to face them, a smirk resting on his lips as he watches them with amusement. “Figures it’d be a trap…”

You two stand side by side as you assess the situation in front of you. Now if only a certain someone would show u- 

A rock comes soaring from the air and crashes into the crowd of men surrounding you, taking out a big chunk of their numbers. “About time…” you mumble, tilting your head back to look up into the sky as the redhead slowly floats down to the ground. You hear Dazai grumble angrily beside you as he runs a hand through his hair and tugs on it.

“Let me set one thing straight,” Chuuya starts as he stares down the enemy, hands resting on his hips, “(Y/n) is not Dazai’s date.” You huff and roll your eyes at the man. That’s what he has to say right now out of all things?

“Says who? Did you invite them here?” Dazai asks. Chuuya opens his mouth to answer him, but Dazai swiftly cuts him off. “No, I didn’t think so,” he sassily finishes. He sighs and tosses his head back. “Man, I knew there was a reason that today was gonna suck,” he mumbles. Ah, so it seems they didn’t fill Dazai in on this part of the plan. Probably a good idea, honestly. 

“The hell?” Steinbeck suddenly shouts. “I never heard anything about this in the strategic forecasts!”  

Just as Steinbeck starts to grow a plant from his hand to attack Chuuya, Dazai comes up behind him and touches his shoulder. “Sorry, I can’t let you do that,” Dazai sighs out, canceling the man’s ability. 

“Gah! The canceling ability,” he huffs, sweat lining his forehead. 

“This is such a drag,” Dazai groans, stomping his foot like a child. You giggle and bump his hip, causing him to almost fall over. 

“At least you’re with me,” you coo playfully. At this, he instantly perks up and sighs dreamily. 

“You’re so right, my beautiful (Y/n).” Your cheeks start to flush, but you’re pulled out of the mini moment by Chuuya. 

“Hey! Stop flirting! We’re on a mission here!” Chuuya hollers as he flies into the air in front of Steinbeck using his ability and kicks the blond away from the three of you. 

After this, Chuuya comes to stand at your other side, slipping his jacket off as he surveys the group around you. He drops it onto your head, to which you give an offended ‘hey!’ You smirk to yourself though as you start to slide it on.

“For crying out loud…this is the worst day I’ve had in years,” Dazai grumbles. 

You brush off your hands as you follow the two men inside, Chuuya laughing at Dazai’s expense. “If the day comes when you two get along, I’ll know the world is ending,” you joke, starting to head down the staircase inside the building. 

“What will you do on your last day on Earth?” Chuuya asks, throwing an arm over your shoulder. You turn to look at him, smirking as you lean into his space. 

“Why? Got any good ideas?” you purr, bringing your face close to his. He sputters in surprise, opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water, unsure of how to respond. You cackle as you pull away and walk ahead of him, your laughter calming down when you find Dazai glaring at you both. 

“I’ll have you know that if there was only one day left on Earth, (Y/n) would be spending it with me and we’d be having a great time,” Dazai scoffs, leading the way down the stairs. You bite your lip to try and contain your smile as you follow after him. 

“Ha! As if they’d want to spend it with you of all people!” Chuuya laughs, pointing at him from behind you. 

“Yeah? And why not?” Dazai fires back. 

“Boys,” you warn, coming to a stop at the bottom of the stairs and turning back to look at them to find them glaring at each other. You huff, blowing hair out of your eyes. 

You then turn to look into the dimly lit room, finding Q pinned to the tree with his doll sitting right beside him on the chair. “He’s here!” you announce, hoping that will distract them. Luckily for you, it does. 

Also unluckily for you though, Dazai comes marching right down the stairs and heads right for Q with a murderous intent in his eyes. “Dazai!” you shout, grabbing ahold of his arm and using all your might to hold him back. “Stop it!” 

“What’s with him?” Chuuya asks confusedly. He’s never seen the brunet so worked up before, especially over this. Is there something he doesn’t know? 

“Just help me!” you screech at the shorter male. 

Chuuya quickly jumps into action and grabs his other arm. “Hey, meathead! Would you cool it for a sec?” Chuuya shouts at the man. 

To your relief, he lets up. To your disappointment, he turns his anger onto Chuuya. “No! Do you know what he did to them?” he shouts, backing the man up into the wall opposite from Q. You sigh as you rub your hand over your forehead. 

“Dazai, enough-” you start. You go ignored though. 

“No, I don’t know. Enlighten me,” Chuuya snaps. He reminds you of a cat who’s been backed into a corner and has its hair bristled. 

“Chuuya! Don’t-”

“They almost died because of him, and I’ll be damned and sent right to hell if I let him get away with it,” he says lowly, fists shaking from the rage brewing inside of him. You walk over to the duo, setting your hand on Dazai’s back. You frown when instead of relaxing like he normally does, he only grows tenser under your touch. 

“If you had to kill everyone who has almost killed me, half the population would be gone!” you exaggerate, trying to reason with him.

“Fucking good riddance then,” Dazai huffs, still eyeing Chuuya.

Chuuya silently stares up at him, debating his next words. “What happened?” he asks, eyes softening as he worriedly glances at you as if the attack just happened. 

“They were almost strangled to death. They had bruises on their neck, eyes bloodshot and swollen, and they could barely swallow or breathe,” Dazai mumbles, eyes shifting down the ground as his knuckles become white with his grip. Your body goes tense at the recollection of what happened. 

“I’m fine,” you reassure them both. 

The room is silent for a moment after that, and Chuuya stares at you, at a loss for words. He’s relieved of trying to find the right thing to say though since Dazai is sighing and standing up straight. “Give me your knife,” he demands. 

“Dazai-”

“Why?” Chuuya asks, hand resting where said knife is hidden. 

“I’m going to kill the little bastard one way or another. Are you going to help me or not?” Dazai asks lowly, staring straight into Chuuya’s soul. Chuuya stares right back at him, going over his options. He slowly turns to look at you to find your rapidly shaking your head. 

“Knock yourself out,” Chuuya says as he suddenly takes it out and tosses it to the younger man. 

“Nakahara!” you hiss disappointedly, quickly reaching for the covered knife. You grab it at the same time as Dazai does, starting a power struggle with him over who gets the weapon. 

“(Y/n), let go,” Dazai warns. 

“No! This is the whole reason I came with you! To make sure you wouldn’t do something stupid like this!” 

“Chuuya,” Dazai says, making your eyes go wide. 

“No-” you start to argue, taking a step back from Chuuya as he comes towards you. “Chuuya, no!” you shout. You begin a power struggle with him now as he comes up behind you and grabs under your arms, preventing you from using them or getting away from him. “Chuuya, stop! Dazai, please!” you scream, struggling against the man. 

They both ignore you as Dazai walks over to the kid who is still unconscious against the tree. “I’m surprised you’re helping me,” Dazai comments as he stops in front of the boy. 

“My orders were to take him back alive, but hearing what he did to (Y/n)...” He pauses for a long moment. “I’d do anything for (Y/n)...” Chuuya confesses. “So, do what you want…”

“You aren’t doing this for me! You’re doing this against me!” you cry. You don’t know why you’re fighting so hard to save this kid’s life. Dazai’s right. He almost had you killed. 

“Very well,” Dazai responds, ignoring your cries. “I will.” 

“Osamu! Stop! Don’t do this! What would Oda say?” you scream. 

This has Dazai pausing his raised hand, thinking over your words. You start to relax, glad you got through to him. 

You go tense again though when his arm swipes in front of him in one fell swoop. Blood spurts from the new cut on the boy’s throat, covering the knife and Dazai in blood. You go limp against Chuuya, closing your eyes to prevent yourself from watching further as Q bleeds out from his sliced throat. 

You shove Chuuya off of you just as he wraps his arms around you for a hug now. You shake your head as you head up the stairs, a frown heavily etched on your face. “(Y/n)...” you hear him mumble, following after you. You hear another set of steps follow you and Chuuya’s after a moment, and your body goes tense. 

Just as you reach the entrance, something akin to a tentacle is wrapping around your throat. You cry out just as the tentacle silences you, picking you up and starting to throw you around like a ragdoll. 

“(Y/n)!” you hear two sets of voices scream. 

You’re suddenly thrown back to the moment when Atsushi was choking you. The anger in his eyes, the fear. You had no idea what was wrong with him other than the fact that he wasn’t acting like himself. He kept mumbling things, seeming to believe that you were the enemy. You couldn’t even use your ability against him, afraid that you’d hurt the poor man. That’s how you got into the situation. 

Unlike Atsushi though, this bitch can face your wrath. 

You use your ability against your opponent, causing him to grunt from the ground. You regain your ability to scream as you’re thrown into the building you came out of, the air leaving your lungs though as soon as you make contact. Feet pound towards you as they run at top speed, going from attacking the man to making sure you’re okay. You wheeze as you try to get your breath back, your hands holding your throat. 

“(Y/n)!” Dazai shouts, collapsing to the ground beside you and cradling your face in his hands. You’re getting deja vu.

“Are you okay?” he asks worriedly, looking from between your eyes to down at your neck. He lets go of your face to move your hands to assess the damage to your neck. 

“I’m fine,” you croak, gently pushing at his chest to get him to stop. 

“Grantors of dark disgrace…” Chuuya begins to chant as he starts to slip off one of his gloves. As soon as you hear that first word, your eyes are going wide. 

“Chuuya!” you shout, trying to gain his attention. 

“Now you’ve done it,” Dazai singsongs, smirking to himself. 

“Nakahara, stop!”

“You need not wake me again…” he finishes the chant before his ability is activated, red lines starting to appear all over his body. 

“Shouldn’t have messed with our (Y/n),” Dazai continues to singsong without a care in the world. You punch his chest–receiving an “ow!” in response from him–as you stand up and move towards Chuuya. 

“Nakah-”

Just before you reach him, he’s taking a step forward and causing a big crack in the earth around his feet, a gust of wind almost blowing you away. 

“What am I even looking at right now…?” You turn to find Steinbeck leaning against a tree. Oh, so that’s where he went. 

Before you can even blink, Dazai is coming up behind him and holding the bloody knife he used to kill Q up against the blond’s throat. “Want me to fill you in, worker bee?” Steinbeck gulps and turns his head a bit to look at Dazai over his shoulder. “That right there is the fully realized form of Chuuya’s gift. His corrupted form allows him to manipulate nearby gravitons, creating a black hole which swallows everything in its path. The drawback is he relinquishes control, attacking in a blind rage until he wastes away.” Dazai then pauses, the two men watching Chuuya attack the man-creature. 

“And do you want to know why Chuuya is doing this?” he whispers into the man’s ear. You’re close enough to where you can hear them and you can see Steingbeck’s eyes flicker to you before Dazai even speaks. Steinbeck doesn’t even get to nod or verbally answer before Dazai is continuing. “Do you see the person right here with us? The beautiful one glowing under the light of the moon?” You tense when the attention is suddenly brought to you, your cheeks turning to fire at Dazai’s description of you. 

Steinbeck tilts his head a bit and makes eye contact with you. You watch as his adam’s apple bobs as he swallows, a drop of sweat sliding down his temple. He gives a faint nod, eyeing you for a moment. “Well, your partner here made the mistake of hurting them. You know, this knife I have pressed against you right now is bloody because I just got done killing someone who harmed them. Then, not five minutes later, your partner goes and makes the same mistake and does something similar that someone had done to (Y/n) before.” He sighs and clicks his tongue while shaking his head from side to side. “People just never learn.” 

“What does it matter if we hurt them or not? Y’all never got this worked up over other people!” Steinbeck mumbles, eyeing you warily as he speaks. He hisses when Dazai presses the knife even closer, a drop of blood gliding down his neck as Dazai presses the blade to his throat. 

“Ah ah, that’s where you’re wrong,” he advises. He sets his head on the blond’s shoulder, also beginning to study you now. His eyes are completely different from Steinbeck’s though. Dazai’s hold what they always hold for you when he looks at you, no matter his mood, no matter the situation. 

Adoration. Fondness. Love.

At least, you like to think it’s love. 

“(Y/n) isn’t just anyone. We both love them, you see,” Dazai confesses, looking away from you to continue watching Chuuya. Your jaw completely drops at this, your heart suddenly going into overdrive. He can’t be serious. “Typically, I’d never say this out loud, let alone to the enemy. I don’t like people knowing my weaknesses, and neither does Chuuya,” Dazai continues his confession. “But, seeing Chuuya how he is right now, I doubt either of you will live for much longer,” he finishes his thoughts, picking his head up just as his partner figures out that he needs to attack the monster from the inside to defeat it. 

He finishes with the man, blowing him to smithereens and almost blowing you away with it. Once the wind dies down, you open your eyes to find that Dazai has, once again, cut an enemy’s throat. You sigh and turn away, deciding you’ll deal with him later. 

You quickly start running towards Chuuya as he manically laughs, watching as blood drips from his mouth and head. He starts to throw balls of energy around, causing small explosions when they land. 

“Nakahara!” you scream as you near him. He suddenly freezes in place, the black hole he was forming in his hand dissipating at the sound of your voice. He turns around just as you launch yourself into his arms, hugging him tightly. 

There are only two things that can snap him out of this. Dazai’s ability and you. Not your ability. You. 

He’s stiff in your hold as you hug him, not back to himself yet. Your brows furrow when he pushes at your shoulders to get you to back up. Your eyes go wide when his lips are suddenly on yours, a gasp escaping you, to which he uses to his advantage to slide his tongue into your mouth. You taste the metallic of his blood, your hands pushing at his chest to no avail. 

You gasp again when he’s suddenly forced away from you, Dazai holding his wrist as he activates his ability. “Bastard,” he growls, glaring down at Chuuya. “You’re lucky I don’t beat you to hell for pulling a stunt like that-”

“He can’t control himself. You know that,” you remind Dazai as you wipe your mouth with the back of your hand to clean Chuuya’s blood off of your lips. 

“He kisses you every time! How is that an accident!” Dazai snaps, glaring down at the redhead as his red lines finish receding. Chuuya grunts as he falls forward, only being held up by Dazai’s grip on him. 

You rush forward to catch him, letting him lean against you. “(Y/n)...” he mumbles into your collarbone. 

“I’m here,” you whisper back, smacking Dazai’s arm to get him to let him go. Dazai glares at you but let's go, placing his hands into his pockets. Chuuya grunts and collapses into your arms completely. You grunt right back at his weight and quickly lower yourselves to the ground. You even take it a step forward and lay back, Chuuya’s head resting on your chest. “I got you…” you whisper, staring up at the starry sky. He lets out a pleased sigh before going utterly limp against you. The last thing you see is Dazai standing above you with a disapproving look on his face before you close your eyes. 

*

When you wake up this time, it feels like deja vu again. You’re in the same room, in the same bed, with similar injuries, and with a worried brunet sleeping by your side. Only this time, he’s literally sleeping in the bed beside you instead of in the chair by the bed. 

Your face is pressed into Dazai’s chest and you can tell he’s asleep by his slow breaths. You wonder how long you’ve been out. Has Dazai been asleep long or did he do that thing where he worries about you so much that he can’t rest until he knows you’re okay and then passes out from exhaustion? 

Either way, you’re glad that you both were able to get some rest, even if it was accidental. You pull yourself back a bit to look up at him, noticing the few marks he has on him. Guess he didn’t get away scot-free either. 

You look up at his messy bedhead and want to touch his hair so badly. You remember what happened last time and decide not to wake him. You slowly back up and sit up, letting out a heavy sigh as you run your hand through your dirty hair. You could use a shower. 

Just as you’re about to get out of bed, a hand is grabbing your wrist, making you gasp. You swivel your head around to look at Dazai, only to find him seemingly still asleep. He looks like he’s asleep still, but you can tell he’s awake now. “Don’t leave me yet…” he mumbles, grip tightening on your wrist a tad. You sigh and lay back down, facing him and placing your arms between you both. 

He moves his grip from your wrist to your hand, intertwining your fingers. He opens his eyes and finally meets yours, a weight lifting from your shoulders when you see his brown eyes. You give him a soft smile, watching as he returns the expression. 

You watch as he opens his mouth, hoping he’s going to say something sweet and romantic. “Chuuya can suck it. I don’t see him sharing a bed with you,” he says with a pleased smirk. You scoff and let his hand go, rolling your eyes. 

“You’re such a child.” 

“Am not,” he argues with a pout. 

“Are too,” you argue right back. 

“Am not!” 

“Are too!”

“Then so are you!” he fires back, smirking at you. 

You open your mouth to retort before closing it again, squinting your eyes at the ex-mafia member. “Touché,” you cave, relaxing into the bed again. “But seriously, you two are like two friends fighting over your favorite toy,” you grumble. You purse your lips when he grabs ahold of your hand again. 

“First of all, we aren’t friends-”

You snort. “Yeah, okay-” you respond sarcastically. 

“Secondly,” he pauses, staring into your eyes, “You are our favorite toy.” He brings your hand to his face, kissing the back of it. “And I refuse to share,” he whispers decidedly, looking up from your hand to stare into your eyes with a determined look. 

“Don’t call me a toy,” you decide to respond with, ignoring the rest of his words. You also ignore the way your heart flutters at how possessive he is over you. He chuckles at that, shifting in the bed to get closer to you. 

“You started it,” he reminds. 

“Did not,” you defend. 

“Did too,” he coos, getting even closer. 

“Did not,” you mumble, his nose touching yours.

“Did too,” he whispers, breath fanning across your face. 

“Did-” your response is cut off by his lips meeting yours. You hum and lean forward, pressing your lips harder against his. His free hand comes up to cup your jaw, keep your head angled just right for him to kiss you. 

“Don’t let him kiss you again,” he whispers once you two pull away. 

“I’ll think about it,” you coo, winking at him. He glares at you, wrapping his limbs around you and clinging to you like a koala. 

“Fine. You can’t ever leave this bed then.” 

“Not even to pee?” you ask with a laugh. 

“Nope.” 

“What if I just invite Chuuya to this bed?” you argue with his logic. 

“I’ll kill the ugly bastard if he even thinks about setting foot into this room,” he decides, making you laugh. 

“Right, sure,” you say sarcastically, cuddling into him. 

“I will!” 

“Whatever you say, baby,” you concede, letting out a yawn. 

“Did you just call me baby?” he asks. 

You quickly close your eyes and let out a heavy breath, pretending to be asleep. “Hey,” he says as he pulls back a bit to look at you. “Hey! I know you aren’t asleep already!” he shouts, shaking you a bit. You whine and smack at his hands, burrowing closer to him and hiding your face in his chest. He huffs and lets your arms go to wrap his arms back around you. “You’re lucky you’re so damn cute,” he grumbles, pressing a kiss to your hairline. He rolls his eyes when he feels you smile into his chest. He knew you weren’t asleep. 

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[baby-tini]

Ok ok more dark skk poly with their little pet PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I need more, how would they treat them when they behave? Are they ever nice to their little pet and treat em good? Is gentle petting or are they continuously rough?

Of course of course babes

- They absolutely can be nice, they love their little pet, you're prettiest when you're mentally intact after all

- As long as you behave you're gonna be fine, Chuuya makes loads of cash, and who better to spend it on then his pretty pet? Dazai doesn't make much but he has surprisingly good taste when it comes to clothes. He picks out the prettiest collars too.

- You sit pretty on the couch while Chuuya makes you dinner and Dazai cuddles you, calling you his pretty kitty. Brushing your hair and petting your (faux) ears. Laying little kisses on your cheek.

- While Chuuya is the stricter one, he's not nearly as mean as Dazai can be. He makes sure you're well taken care of, waiting on you patently. Chuuya's the more responsible one, he cooks and cleans. Cleaning your collar, polishing the diamonds because only the best for his pet.

- Chuuya usually picks out your clothes because he has an eye for what looks good on you. The prettiest lingerie, the softest ears, cutest tails and even prettier collars.

- Soft sex is common as long as you behave and play nice, they'll rub your little clit, prep your pretty cunt and softly slide down your throat. Dazai will rub you over your panties and make you cum. You're so pretty when you cum, and he'll give you praise-filled kisses on your neck and head. Brushing away your tears and cooing at you to "be quiet before you wake Slug."

- They're the sweetest when they bath you, Chuuya rubbing you down with the best smelling lotions as Dazai washes your hair. Throwing in a couple bath bombs and bath salts. They'll even carry you out if you're sleepy.

- They'll dry you down and put you in the softest, comfortable clothes they find before cuddling you too sleep.

- Individually their aftercare is good but together!?!? It's amazing, their soft and will make you drink atleast two cups of water and get you a snack. Showering you in praises worthy of importance. Together, cuddles are the best. I picture Dazai to be cold and Chuuya as someone warm. So it's the best of both.

- Chuuya sleeps closest to the door because his ability is combat ready... but Dazai keeps a loaded gun under his pillow. They know being around you puts you in danger and they'll lay down their life for you and each other.

This wasn't dark but I wanted to make something soft and sweet ❤️

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[kaeyx]

Little agreement - pt. 2

Pairing: beast!skk x gn!afab!reader

Warnings: smut

Additional notes: Based on @scaramouches-girlfriend's one shot of the same name, and serving as a continuation. Thank you very much for letting me put my spin on your work! More detailed information about contents under the cut.

Additional information/terminology used:

Names used for reader: pet, baby, darling (Dazai), doll (Chuuya)

Terms used for reader's anatomy: cunt, entrance, folds, sex,

Additional notes: Dazai calls chuuya his dog, first time and short discussion (like two lines) on the reader being a virgin, Dazai briefly implies he wants to go bareback

Edit: here's the link to the original if you want to read it!

"Well?"

You blink. This is pretty much the opposite of what a working environment should be, but then again.... it's not like mafiosos have unions. This is a shell company anyway. And if Dazai brought you specifically all the way here, it's probably not a test.

You push away from your desk, going over to Chuuya's side like a well trained pet, all while twisting your fingers together behind your back. The way he smiles sends heat spearing through you, and you try very hard to not think about the shadow pressing against his dark slacks and the way your skin is on fire.

"Get in." He gestures with his head, fiery hair falling around his cheeks. The massive doors click closed behind you.

The office is huge and beautiful, one wall made entirely of glass and allowing you a sweeping view of the city, the harbour and the glittering sea. A huge desk made of dark wood sits at the end of the room, and the boss of the port mafia is kneeling in front of it with a knowing look on his face. You walk forward a few steps, unsure, before Chuuya's hand presses between your shoulder blades and leads you all the way forward and around the desk. The tousled mess of dark hair that is Dazai observes you from underneath, and you feel like that fathomless eye is seeing right through to your very soul.

There's no time to worry about that though, not when a pair of hands slide around your waist and a warm mouth presses a kiss just above your collar, on the back of your neck. You jump in surprise, drawing a sharp breath and feeling how Chuuya's lips curl into a smile against your skin.

"I don't have all day." He reminds you, though his voice carries no actual annoyance.

Still it's enough to snap you out of your thoughts and you reach for the waistband of your pants. You undo the button with clumsy fingers and push the fabric over your hips, before Chuuya tugs everything down to your knees with impatience and kicks your feet apart. The message is clear, and you bend over the desk in a haze. It could almost be dismissed as a dream, a fantasy, but the leather-clad fingertips skimming across your back are very real indeed.

Your previous, covert grinding combined with the sound of Chuuya's moans coming through the door already had you feeling hot under the collar, but by now you're properly dripping. Dazai is still looking up at you, devouring each change in expression with the small, satisfied smile of a man whose plan has fallen perfectly into place.

The comparatively cold air washes over your sex and you shiver a little as Chuuya runs a hand over your lower back, pressing down to force your hips up a little more before sliding down to the back of your thighs with firm, shameless pressure. Despite his modest stature his hands are big, long fingers encased in pretty black leather spreading you open just a little. You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to ignore how you must be visibly twitching, and how entertained Dazai looks by the whole ordeal.

"It's this bad already? You're dripping." Chuuya sounds half awed, half smug, his voice an appreciative purr.

"Poor pet, you need it that badly?" Dazai coos condescendingly, reaching out to run his knuckles over your cheek and stroke your forehead.

You hear the rustle of clothes as he shifts, still on his knees but now sounding much closer. Fingers stroke the back of your thighs and the curve of your ass, leisurely drawing closer to their target.

"Never had anything this good, darling?" The brunette's voice is deceptively sweet, but a boney hand grabs your jaw at an awkward angle and your eyes shoot open.

"Look at me when I talk to you, and answer." Dazai smiles, and it's a cruel thing. You squirm a little, wiggling your hips in the process and hearing a quiet hiss from behind. Chuuya's eyes are boring into the back of your neck, but he doesn't intervene.

"I've....never had anything like this, no." You answer at last. Could anyone truly ever have a comparable experience? "....Never had anything at all." You admit a little quieter, looking determinately down at the desk.

There's a little pause and your face grows hotter than ever, before Chuuya's voice comes from over your shoulder.

"Never?" He says above you, moving away from your entrance to rub his thumbs back and forth across your hips. You shut your eyes to escape Dazai's gaze, focusing on the polished mahogany of the desk against your cheek, but that's as good as any answer.

"Never," Dazai says breathlessly, running a finger over your jaw. "Aw."

"Hah, you're so cute, I can't believe no-one's gotten a hold of you before." Chuuya's gaze is burning into your back with renewed interest, his gloved fingers slipping under your shirt. The touches along your lower spine makes you shiver and arch your back a fraction, pushing your ass further up. He laughs, his voice low and raspy, way too damn attractive to be fair.

"Fuck... sensitive, are you? Going to let me take you like this?"

You swallow, but don't even have to think about it.

"Yes."

Something presses quickly against your back. Chuuya has bent down and given you a kiss before stepping back. "Just in case, baby." You hear a rustling and then the crinkle of plastic. "Fuck knows where he's been, don't want you catching anything." That's clearly directed at Dazai, who just grins.

"Don't worry darling, I'll take proper care of you." His dark eye is level with yours, the bottomless fathoms glinting. "I promise I won't let anything get in the way."

"Like hell I'm letting you have this," Chuuya growls. Something curls, satisfied, in your lower abdomen when you hear him.

"Hey, hey, be a good dog and share!" Dazai says lightly, his gaze flicking up to the man poised above you, centimetres away from sinking into you.

Suddenly the two bodies shift, Chuuya reaching out and grabbing a fistful of Dazai's tie and shirt to yank him up and forward. There's a delighted laugh that turns into a moan and Chuuya's body seems to vibrate with a growl that makes you shiver, warmth curling in your stomach. You feel two long, clammy hands grip the sides of your head and hold it in place, as something warm and twitching is pressed against your cheek and nose. Dazai, shuffling slightly to grind against you. You obligingly nudge the dark fabric of his pants and the heat beneath. There's a faint satisfaction in feeling him shiver as Chuuya continues to kiss him, grabbing him with the hand that isn't curling possessively around your hip.

There must have been pointed looks exchanged because Dazai simpers a little but backs off when Chuuya finally shoves him away. He leans down again so his face is level to yours on the desk and observes you closely with that single, dark eye. One of his fingers runs down your cheek, cold and boney, the bitten off nail scratching you ever so slightly. He smiles, and it's a cruel, mesmerising thing to see. You feel Chuuya squeeze your hip, tugging it up a little and raising your ass higher.

"Don't worry about him, I've waited for you long enough," he mutters.

You feel something prodding against you, his thumb barely parting your folds, and... it hurts. You take a deep breath, twitching involuntarily, feeling the sting at your entrance. Chuuya lets out a gorgeous, choked off gasp and your eyes go hazy, feeling Dazai pet your cheek and lean in closer with open curiosity on his face.

Chuuya more or less fits inside, pressing forward at a steady pace until his hips meet your ass. You feel him lean back and squeeze your waist appreciatively, his eyes boring holes into your back, and you shiver. Another involuntary pulse around him and his fingers tighten. Dazai's thumb presses against your mouth.

"Don't worry doll," Chuuya reassures, though his voice is strangled, "you're okay." He takes a deep, shaky breath and the heavy length inside you twitches again, making your walls pulse around him. "Does it hurt?"

You nod slightly and try not to notice how Dazai's eye lights up at the admission, running all over your scrunched up face while your cheeks burn, and your body is still protesting at the intrusion. Chuuya rubs your hips, kneading circles into the flesh and just sitting there. He doesn't say anything, but his breaths are shallow and fast, giving away his impatience. You belatedly realise he's waiting for permission, and something in your chest warms at the thought.

It's a little hard to look over your shoulder but you manage anyway, giving Chuuya a nod. "I'm okay now."

The movement is worth it just for the view, his hair messy and falling in his eyes and his hat a little askew, a definite tinge of pink to his cheeks. He grins at you, in a way that makes your stomach drop with anticipation and a little bit of fear, and rolls his hips experimentally.

You rest your head back on the table with a strangled whine, your eyes unfocusing for an instant before refocusing on Dazai's amused expression. Chuuya starts to pick up the pace and a full body shiver goes through you, goosebumps rising along your arms as you scrabble for purchase on the desk, mewling. Dazai laughs, a smooth little chuckle that suits his voice.

It gets harder and harder to focus as he sets an unforgiving pace, making your hips knock against the edge of the desk with enough force that you know they'll be bruised. Chuuya moans shamelessly, a gorgeous, breathless sound that sends shivers down your spine and makes need creep up into your chest. You could listen to this forever.

Dazai kneels before you, dark eye peering into your face and watching greedily as your face scrunches up and goes slack, moans and gasps being choked from your throat with every thrust. Now you understand why Dazai was making the noises you heard through the wall earlier.

There's a shift, Chuuya's hand pressing into your lower back to keep it pinned to the desk below as the other circles around to your front. His fingers carefully explore your flushed skin, reaching between your legs and coming away connected by a web of slick. He lets out a grunt of satisfaction and smears the mess over your thigh before finally reaching for your clit.

You hadn't even realised how neglected you were, too caught up in the improbable situation, but the texture of the leather feels foreign in such a perfect way on the flushed nub that you can't help your eyes rolling back a little.

His name slips out of you in a whine and you try to roll your hips but are met with the firm pressure of his other hand still on your back. Chuuya laughs as you shiver, a breathless sound full of satisfaction. He strokes and prods until his fingers find a rhythm, rubbing across the tender bundle of nerves while he happily slams into your cunt.

Dimly you realise two of Dazai's fingers are in your slack mouth, turning your moans and pleas into muffled whines. The brunette's other hand is busy with himself, stroking and palming the hardness in his slacks while he looks at you with hunger.

Everything mounts too fast, and you might be pleading for something through Dazai's probing digits pressing on your tongue. Chuuya leans down slightly, his heaving chest nearly touching you, his beautiful voice wavering. "Feels good?"

You let out a muffled whine, hopefully conveying the sheer need coursing through your body and lighting up every nerve. Your cunt is pulsing rhythmically, every muscle taut as you feel your need mounting with every thrust, every quick swirl of his fingers around your twitching clit.

"Hmm?" Chuuya's voice is nearly a growl, hoarse with lust. "That good? Fuck, are you close?" His head falls forward and he rests his forehead against your back. "I can't... 'm not gonna last."

A frantic nod comes from you and you wriggle your hips, trying to fuck yourself on his cock. He's got you pinned though, unable to do much more than rock back and forth in time with his movements.

"Good, that's good. Let go doll, want to feel you cum all over me."

With a command like that and in Chuuya's voice no less, you're teetering on the edge embarrassingly fast. The steady pistoning in and out of you, his fingers toying with you as if he can read your mind, Dazai's flushed face as he keeps humping his hand and fucking your throat with his fingers, it's all too much. You tip over with a muffled cry of Chuuya's name, shaking uncontrollably as your eyes unfocus and every nerve in your body sings.

And with the way your insides are twitching and fluttering around him Chuuya doesn't hold on any longer than you do, feeling your walls milk him as his own climax slams into him and steals his breath. He curls over you with a quiet gasp, also shaking as his movements stutter and then come to a halt.

The office swims back into your perception as you begin to recover, feeling how close Chuuya is now, and how his fingers and cock are sitting still, pressed against you. Breathing heavily and quickly you let your eyes shut, your legs trembling a little.

"That's enough Dazai, hands off," Chuuya says from above, managing to sound authoritative even though he's still breathless, the last few drips of cum dribbling out of him.

"But I'm not finished!" Dazai whines, looking up at you with his eye blown wide. He stops touching himself though, reluctantly taking his hand away and resting it on the desk with a glare at Chuuya.

"Yeah, that's because you don't behave." You can hear the grin in the redhead's voice, and feel his iron grip tighten a little more in a reassuring squeeze around your hips. You're still clamped down around him, enjoying the waves of pleasure lap at the edges of your consciousness as you come down from your high.

Chuuya eases himself out of you, but you don't even have the chance to miss the stretch before two leather clad fingers sink into your cunt, rubbing the gooey walls and scissoring you open a little more. You manage a soft, appreciative groan with your eyes still closed.

"I can assume you'll be coming back, right?" Chuuya asks, with a smug little lilt in his tone that suggests the question is rhetorical. You manage a little laugh, blinking your eyes open and looking at Dazai's tousled hair and flushed cheeks, at the way his eyes are sparking with unfulfilled greed.

"Yeah. Yeah I will."

#chuuya.bsd #dazai.bsd #chuuya x reader #dazai x reader #chuuya smut #dazai smut #sorry if there's any mistakes this is neither proofread nor edited #beast chuuya #beast dazai #dazai x reader x chuuya

[ravencincaide]

Moving is never easy

Summary: You had a million things to do; put your new apartment in order, build the furniture, unpack and study. Of course Dazai and Chuuya were there as the best help and worst distraction. Or the time you got a hint at the kind of study buddies Dazai and Chuuya would be.  

Pairing: Dazai x fem! Reader x Chuuya 

Inspired by Sweetober prompt 3: Lap pillow 

Warning: cursing, sexual teasing and tension, hint at remaining trauma from SA 

Enjoy

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“ Don’t even think about it. '' Your voice echoed around the small, half empty apartment full of unpacked boxes and newly bought still-to-be-built furniture which took up the rest of the available space. The only semi-in order and walkable area was the living room which consisted of a soft couch near the middle of the room with its back towards the kitchen door acting as a separator, a rather big table in two levels and three pillows for sitting laid out on the tatami mat by it. Further towards the opposite wall from the couch was the tv-stand, ready for your yet to be purchased TV. On one side of the couch was a small drawer with a single reading lamp on it. Its drawers however were only half built and laid out, occupying half of the table. The other half was filled with your course literature and notebooks that you frantically poured over. 

You made quick scribbles in the notebook before turning the page, then you tried to read what you wrote, brows frowned together in confusion as you scratched a word out and replaced it with another. You were just about to re-write another sentence when the notebook was suddenly yanked out from you. “ Hey!” you yelled, your eyes finally leaving the books only to bore holes into the thief who dared disturb your studies “ Seriously Dazai?”  

“ Come on, Y/N this can’t be the most efficient way of using your time. Besides, the lecture is not until tomorrow afternoon” Dazai stated as he waved the book back and forth in a feeble attempt to remind you of everything you could be doing to get your new apartment in order together with them. 

You stood up from your spot on the tatami-mat and reached towards the notebook. “ Exactly, tomorrow afternoon. If I don’t get more reading done now I’ll never finish on time” as you were about to grasp the notebook he raised it above your head and took a step back. You followed him, around the table and then towards the couch. “ Seriously Dazai, Give it back. I need it” You cried still trying to reach for it but he ducked each time easily predicting your moves.

 Sly bastard.

“ Hey Y/N this is the perfect way to teach you dancing, come now, one~ two~ three~” Dazai took a step towards you. As his hand moved to your hip, his fingers barely tracing the curve of your ass, you flinched backwards as if burned. Losing your balance you fell. Fully expecting your reaction Dazai merely watched as you heavily and awkwardly landed onto the couch, beside Chuuya, a shocked look on your face and a terrified look in your eyes. The scared deer-in-headlights expression lasted only a moment before it was hidden behind a pout, now a hint of shame reflecting in your eyes. 

“ Sweetheart you okay?” Chuuya  asked, his voice laced with concern. He stopped fiddling with the building instructions of your second drawer and turned his full attention towards you. You hated how concerned you made him feel. 

“ Sorry, habit” you muttered running a hand through your hair trying not to show how frustrated it made you. It was years and you still reacted this way to an unexpected intimate touch. It was so fucking stupid. It was not like you weren’t a flirt yourself- in fact overly flirty was more accurate. Yet when Dazai did it out of the blue it threw you completely off your feet, years of build up self control wavering.  

“ Y/N if we’re gonna fuck you then your first time with us isn’t gonna be on some lousy couch” Dazai stated turning your notebook upside down as if that would somehow make the messy combination of kanji and western characters more legible. 

“ Hey, My couch is brand new and very soft thank-you-very-much” as if to prove your point you scooted backwards until your back hit the pillows behind you. Then you made a slight bounce, completely oblivious of what you did until you noticed two pairs  of hungry eyes stare at you, following your up-and-down movement, one making it more obvious that he was staring at your chest than the other. Before you could do anything else however, Chuuya wrapped an arm around your shoulders and brought you closer to himself, halting any movements, bouncing or otherwise.

“ Seriously doll? Was that all you got out of that?” Chuuya questioned you, shaking his head. 

Rather than reply you leaned against his shoulder, momentarily giving up on trying to get your notes back from Dazai. Still it annoyed you that he wouldn't give them back to you and acted as if they were unreadable. And he managed to pull of having you dance and stroke your ass in the process. 

Jerk. 

Deciding that two could play that  game, you eyed the course book still laying on your previous spot on the table, now closest to Chuuya. Perfect. Turning your entire attention to Chuuya you innocently dropped your hand on his thigh, using it to steady yourself as you made a slow lean forward towards the table, over the pillow on the floor. Your tanktop moved as well, falling away to reveal the bright red of your bra underneath all the way down to the blue gem of your navel piercing. 

“ Here” Before you could reach any further Chuuya grabbed the book and gave it to you before looking away. He leaned his arm against the couch arm rest, head on his hand, partially hiding the dark red blush on his cheeks. 

“ Hey, why are you giving your attention to Chuuya? A horny dog like him shouldn’t even sit at your feet!” Dazai yelled, an accusing finger pointing your way.

“ Heeh what did you say, Shitty Dazai? Wanna come closer and repeat that to my fist” Chuuya yelled, turning his attention to the dark haired man, no longer hiding the dark red blush on his cheeks. 

Before the argument could escalate further you wrapped your arms around the fist Chuuya was waving, lowering it just enough for it to be out of the way before pressing a quick peck on his lips. “ Because he’s not disturbing my studies Dazai” you answered, batting your eyelashes. 

Dazai threw his arms up then dove for the couch. You yelped as he landed beside you before turning and dropping his head into your lap “ Completely unfair Y/N. You’re mine too” he pouted the notebook now laying on his chest. Right there for you to take if you wanted it. You however were not planning to fall into the same trap twice. 

You breathed a sigh of disbelief before giving him a quick peck on the lips as well  But before you could move away, Dazai had his hand on the back of your neck, stopping you inches away from him. 

“ Another” he stated “ Since bastard Chuuya got the first.” 

You compiled just as you heard Chuuya growl out ‘who are you calling a bastard?’. You then pulled away before Dazai could bargain another kiss out of you and gave a slightly longer kiss to Chuuya. Once you pulled away, you leaned back against the couch, your lips a safe distance from either of them.  

“ Now all equal!” you stated before they could protest. Your attention falling on Dazai who wiggled, making himself more comfortable in your lap. “ I don’t get your obsession with laying on my lap” You stated suddenly as staring down at Dazai’s messy hair, tempted to touch it but you refrain yourself from doing it, knowing that the Cheshire like grin on his lips meant mischief and you’d end up with far more than you bargained for.  

“ So doll, wanna summarize to me what it says here?” Chuuya asked as he flickered back several pages earlier in the textbook that you were reading. He tapped his gloved finger against one of the paragraphs. Smiling, you leaned your head on his shoulder as you reached for the book, bringing it close enough so you could see the headlines of the text trying to remember what it said. 

Maybe you were wrong, you mused as you began summarizing.

Maybe these two would become the best study buddies in the world. 

#bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara #chuuya nakahara x reader #chuuya x reader #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #dazai x reader x chuuya #dazai x reader #sweetober #fluff?

[kalopsia1sblog]

“Ants’’

Dazai x Fem! Reader x Chuuya

Voyuerism, Deepthroating, Cum Eating, Orgasm Denial, Inappropriate use of ants, Threesome, Fingering, oneshot

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Being in the ADA has calmed Dazai down from his previously apparent sadistic nature. Now, it only became visible whenever he was fucking you and cruelly manipulating your orgasms to his pleasure. This past time he had pulled you into the nearest alleyway and flipped up your skirt, bending you over and roughly pushing his deft fingers into your wet folds and stroking your clit.

“Wow, so greedy for me already.” Dazai snarkily murmurs, kneeling down to see the slick leaking out of your pussy. You whimpered, pressing your hands against the wall as he continued to stroke and occasionally pinch your nub, almost letting you reach your high. When he suddenly pulled out his fingers and gripped your waist taking away your first orgasms you whined desperately.

“J’ wait a second f’me, okay? I wanna try something.” He grinned heartlessly as he pulled a jar out of his pockets, and while you tried to twist around to see what he was planning to do, he reached over to grab your jaw and force you the other way around again.

“So impatient, just let it be a surprise.” Dazai groaned as you felt a curious crawling over your thighs as a sharp shooting pain went through you. Crying out from the uncomfortability, you felt Dazai’s hands leave your waist as he pressed his fingers against your thighs repeatedly. Looking down you saw ants crawling over your legs and Dazai killing them just to smear the blood over you. Tears leaking from your eyes, you saw his sadistic smile as he took one of the ants and left it on his finger as he drug his hand across your pussy, letting it bite you more before he squashed it. The pleasure of his long fingers mixed with the pain of the bites led you to complete your orgasm. Panting, you didn’t even notice that someone else had entered the alleyway, and was watching your encounter with Dazai.

“Oh? Chuuya, what a surprise!” Dazai sarcastically said. “What, you want to join?”

“You really are a shitty guy, you know?” Chuuya tutted as he walked over and pulled your hair, tilting your head back to look at him. “She’s much too pretty to be your slut.”

“Ah~ so rude Chuuya,” Dazai woefully remarked, as he fisted his dick, preparing it to thrust it into you. “She enjoys it well enough.”

Chuuya rolled his eyes as he stuck two of his fingers inside your mouth, pleased when you started sucking them, the squelching sounds making him hard. His eyes roamed over your body, seeing the ant bites and how they were quickly swelling with fluid. A heat began in his core as he imagined you filled with his fluid. Pushing your head down to his dick, he groaned as you sucked his length, deepthroating it and swallowing his cum. You lifted your eyes and saw Chuuya’s head was leaned back against the wall, clearly about to cum. Feeling Dazai’s rough thrusts into your pussy, your moans were strangled as your mouth was stuffed full of Chuuya’s cock. After he ejaculated, you swallowed his thick load, and your mouth was finally released from the full feeling. You could feel Dazai about to reach his limit as well, and when he cummed, your core was filled to the brim with white. Chuuya and Dazai helped you to stand up as Chuuya knelt on the ground and started to eat you out, his tongue licking deep inside your pussy. Dazai tilted your head up as he kissed you needily, still tasting Chuuya in your mouth.

Breaking off the kiss, Dazai tauntingly said to Chuuya, “How’s the taste of my cum, huh?”

Chuuya glared up at him, white ropes dribbling down his mouth, as he continued to deeply suck and lick your needy pussy. You orgasmed over him, and once he finished licking it off his lips, he replied, “I can only taste her, shitty Dazai.”

In a delirious state, you could feel them carry you out of the alleyway and to a nearby hotel so you could properly rest after having been used so thoroughly by the both of them.

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A/n: Why did I write this.

#dazai x reader #dazai x you #dazai smut #chuuya smut #chuuya x reader #chuuya x you #dazai x reader x chuuya #i cried writing this #i feel so violated #new fear unlocked #i hate ants #i dont want to write ever again #i say as 20 mins later i start on another fanfiction #this is the first thing i wrote after getting over my writers block #i am so sorry ants

[twst-om-lover]

Me: if I'm not tenderly caressing Chuuya nakahara's ass when he is wearing a short skirt I have failed.

Dazai: *nodding with agreement*

Chuuya: simps, the both of you.

#Chuuya #Dazai #Chuuya x reader x Dazai #Dazai x reader x Chuuya #BSD poly #BSD x reader #Chuuya x reader #Dazai x reader

[reixtsu]

✾ Shared Interests ✾ - Soukoku x Female Reader MasterList

"𝕀'𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝟙𝟝 𝕕𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕠𝕣 𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤!" "𝕆𝕙 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕙? 𝔸𝕤 𝕚𝕗 𝕀'𝕕 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦!"

Dazai and Chuuya always had separate interest. Not only were their interests different, but they hated each other's guts, despite being former partners in their Port Mafia days. Though when they met you, Y/n L/n, they were finally able to agree on one thing. You were a keep.

After arguing on who will get to keep you, Dazai proposed an idea. Whoever gets you to fall in love with one of them gets to keep you, no complaints. If neither of them make it til the time limit, then they have to do something they hate.

Will you fall in love with Dazai or Chuuya? Why one when you can have both, I say! ⊹⋛⋋( ՞ਊ ՞)⋌⋚⊹ ⊹⋛⋋( ՞ਊ ՞)⋌⋚⊹ ⊹⋛⋋( ՞ਊ ՞)⋌⋚

(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ 

ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕦𝕖: Prologue - Dazai and Chuuya meet at a pier. They both start talking about Y/n and then make the bet.

𝟙: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟚: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟛: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟜: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟝: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟞: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟟: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟠: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟡: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟙𝟘: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟙𝟙: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟙𝟚: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟙𝟛: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟙𝟜: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟙𝟝: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟙𝟞: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝟙𝟟: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

𝔼𝕡𝕚𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕦𝕖: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊

I'm sure you know who Dazai and Chuuya are, so let me tell you what you need to know about Y/n L/n and stuff like that.

- Y/n: Your name

- L/n: Last name

- N/n: Nickname

- H/c: Hair color

- E/c: Eye color

- H/l: Hair length

- F/f: Favorite food

- F/d: Favorite drink

Y/n L/n works as a therapist for the clients at the Armed Detective Agency. She loves anime/manga, and lives by herself in a condo near her job.

Personality: Imma try to make her have variety in her personality, but let's say that she buts in a facade for people. Though she stays true to herself when she's by herself. 

And I think that is all?  ԅ(‾⌣‾ԅ)

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[godisg4y]

~Midnight Injections~

Chuuya x reader x Dazai

Tw: fem! Reader, threesome, consensual non con, cursing, drugging, drug influence, extreme horniness, leg humping, oral, face fucking, anal oral, getting fucked on a table, anal, double penatration, multiple orgasm, (different holes) there could be more YoloSPELLING ERRORS, no beta we die like men.(this,was not proof read at all I'm sorry)

Wc: 4.5k words of pure unsolicited porn

A/N: this was originally a tokyo revengers fanfiction but my friend wanted a bsd version so here we are

"What are you doing!?" You yelled as the dark haired man pushed you down against your will, holding a syringe to your neck. Before you could open your mouth to scream, his large peachy smooth hand clamped down on the bottom half of your face, seeing the look of fear in those glassy e/c eyes filled him with a wicked satisfaction, lips quirked up into a smirk, droopy eyes regarding you in an alayzing way you couldn't quite dicipher as he leaned down to your ear "don't worry doll face.... it's only a harmless expiriment" the low and almost soothing tone an entirely different contrast to the devilish smile adorning his handsome face.

In turn, it really was just a little expiriment, nothing to put you in horrifying torment, but oh well, Dazai had always been one to play with his food. The syringe needle pricked into the skin of your neck, pulsating with the same rapid pace of your heart. The liquid flowed into your bloodstream with the slow movement of his finger pressing on the base. As it settled into your body u froze, but it was soon turned to confusion as you were still very much awake and in your right mind. Dazai removed his hand from your face as he got up and studied you. The tall man was looking at u in slight dissapointment, as nothing happened for the past minute, he gave you one last smile and walked out the room.

He intended on coming back in to make records your reaction to the sex drug they created by accident. The mafai were cooking a new one to brainwash its users into believing anything they were told, it could extract information and even create human weapons if used right. Somehow thier first test did put its victims under a trace of sorts- only problem, it released sex hormones instead and an wildly absurd amount of oxytocin.

Chuuya left his "prisoner" for three minutes. Three. Minutes. Nothing to bad could've happened in that time right? Wrong. He realized this when he opened the door returning with a new water bottle for you, only to be found on the ground lying on your side, a panting sobbing mess. Hands still tied behind your back, sweat glistening your whole body in a shiny coating, a full veiw of your pink lacy bra through the now see through veil in your white shirt. Skirt hiked up on your hips, a teasing show of matching panties in full veiw, leaving very little to imagination as the more your body convulsed erotically. Soft whines of his name making it all the more bothering. "Chuuya~ it hurts" the soft whining of his name made it hard to focus, the movement of your body splayed out erotically moving up and down in ragged breaths made his dick twitch. Regardless your well being came first.

Immediately he got on his knees, regarding you for any sort of injury "y/n? What happened? what hurts??" his voice rushed and full of concern and confusion. "Pleassee~" needy voice calling out to him as you whimpered, body reaching for him in calling manner. If your hands weren't binded with rope, you would be desperately grasping at him right now. "i need you! I need help, please~" soft desperate whining fills the air as you fought your restrains to reach him. Noticing this he unties the ropes caging your delicate wrists in.

He was stunned for a second with the shock of your lips pressed to his. Tongue easily slipping it's way into his mouth. As your head twisted sideways deepening the now make out session with the confused man. A shallow whimper left his throat, muffled by your mouth on his, tongue pressing into his as it slithers further into him. Spit mixed together, pooling in your mouths as a slimy trail ran down your chin.He felt the wetness of your dripping cunt seeping through his pant leg as u bucked your hips into his thigh with desperation. A trail of wet spit connected to chuuya's tongue left your mouth as you pulled away. A loud groan rolled out of him as he eyed the slimy line of saliva. He felt slender fingers lacing thier way into his silky orange hair, his hat long fallen next to him without even noticing. Your fingers gripped him firmly, pushing his face into the valley of your breasts, so swollen and perky. A slight stinging but arousing sensation from every bouncing movement your body made, grinding into him.

Hands hastily removing his coat as you moved to cover his neck and collarbones with sloppy little kisses and kitten licks, nibbling on his choker occasionally. If u weren't so brain dead you would've cursed at all his fucking layers while u struggled to undo his X shaped suspenders before ripping his shirt open, buttons flying everywhere as u moved lower leave kisses on his chest.

Breathless moaning, panting and his groans filled the air as you fucked yourself against his twitching leg muscle. Chuuya's hips guttered upwards, cock strained against his pants, rubbing into the thick of your thigh between his legs, giving just enough friction to ease his painfully hard cock. Teeth bitting into the flimsy blouse and tugging it open to reveal your clevage and laced bra. Open mouth kisses littered against your collarbone down to the soft mounds spilling out of the pink fabric. "ohhh my god~ yes!". "Keep going chuuya please" your please went straight to his dick as his bucking into u became more sloppy.

A gutteral moan ripped it's way out of your convulsing body, back arching as his teeth harshly bit into the mounds of your breast through the flimsy bra. Your fingers dug dangerously deep into his shoulders, nails leaving red cresent marks in its wake while his calloused hands gripped into your ass keeping you in place as your body spasamed with a mind numbing orgasm. Waves of clear sticky liquid gushed out the clenching pussy situated on kakuchou like a waterfall, soiled the panties still adorned on your squelching cunt. Post orgasm high still crashing down as you barely register being flipped over, back against the floor.

The muscular man crawled on top of your shaking form. Before registering anything his pants were off, boxers down to his knees as one hand hooked into your soaked panties, pulling them off. After that exchange he needed to be inside you, his entire body begging him for it.  An abnormal amount of clear slick pooled out of your heated core. Watching in mesmeration as it dripped down to your ass cheeks and off your leg creating a little puddle of fluids underneat your bodies. Gasping "Chuuya...more.. please"  The way you whimpered out  "please... i need you! I need you inside me... please~" Hearing the broken sobbing whimpers for him sent him fucking feral.

Hooking your legs onto his hips he Positioned his unbelievably thick cock at your entrance and pushed in all the way in one go. An erotic scream made its way out your throat as his shaft buried inself inside you. Gummy walls clamped down on him as a tsunami of pleasure washed over you, tears trickled down from your eyes as your back arched upwards. Your jaw slacked open, eyes rolled back into your head as all u saw was a white blur. You were cumming and all he did was bottom out inside of you. Wasting no more hestitation he started thrusting, hard and fast, riding out your orgasm. Embarassing wet, skin on skin slapping noises, moans, gasps and grunts filled the room. The sent of sex long protruding the air, all these heightened your senses as you felt every vein rub against the ridges of your walls.

He picked you up by the waist, still hitting shallow thrusts into you. As he walked over to the long rectangular table, your small whines of displeasure, wanting and needing him to continue were soon fulfilled. He gently dropped you, back arched outwards on the smooth wooden table as he slammed his thick lenght back into your crying pussy. Streching you so full, you whined out as he twisted your bottom half sideways, lifting one leg high onto the side of his torso. Hips ramming into you with such force it was almost violent, a deep contrast to the gentle kisses he gave as he bent further downwards to suck hikeys onto your collar bone and tits.

You felt it all, harsh movements of his cock pushing into your cervix, the way his skin felt under your hand, desperately grasping at his forearms and shoulders, scraping down his back as red marks made thier way onto him. Smelt the air full of sex and humidity as your screams and grunts travelled through the atmosphere. The loud squelching noises of your cunt with every thrust was almost embarassing. But the only thing that filled your mind as u cried out chuuya's name was the eye contact you held with the dark haired man across the room, leaning by the door way as he palmed himself through the black pants of his suite.

Chuuya felt his balls tighten, and his hips move sloppier knowing he was close, his hand dipped below where you both conjoined to rub circles into your clit. His other hand travelled to fondle your left breast, pinching at your nipple and massaging into the supple flesh, his mouth suctioned on the right, tongue massaging little circles into your perky nipple. His mouth sent you into another dimension of pleasure. All the added stimulation made you cry, half lidded eyes fighting to stay open as your eyes kept its lock on those earthy brown ones. They darkened with lust upon seeing your features strunched in pleasure a loud lewd moan of "Chuuya! Im cummi- AHHHH~" before blast white consumed your vision, mouth hung open as your tongue lolled out, spit leaking down your chin all the way to your neck and breasts. Eyes rolled upwards in a criss cross fashion as they broke the contact, eyelids fluttering shut and open a few times as your vision spaced out of focus. Chuuya felt as you clamped down on him, walls cleched as you creamed all over him, a ring of white at the base of his cock, while your fluids gushed out, your pussy walls sucked him further into you. Hearing the scream of his name pushed  him over the edge as ropes of sticky hot cum painted your insides, as he moaned out your name.

He slowly regained himself from the post orgasm high, still buried inside you, as slow clapping echoed through the room. "My~ my~" playfully tisked the slender man as slow footsteps stalked towards you both. "Must say, I didn't expect the drug to take such drastic effect~"Dazai sing-songed ."Or maybe our sweet little y/n is just a raging cum slut instead?" Lopsided smirk plastered on his delicate but devious face as the teasing continued, now directed at chuuya. "You're the one who did this? What drug are you talking about u cunt!?" Chuuya now regarding his everyday companion and "partner" in furiousity. "Relax it was just a hormonal drug Mori wanted to test out" with that he pulled out of you to face his friend "and he said to use y/n!?"

Before either of them could escalate thier argument you whined. Very loudly "No!~". Both heads snapped to you, splayed out on the table under both of them,"more...please...", gasping out "i need more. I want you~ inside me". To simply tease his friend dazai responded first. "Oh? And who would u prefer darling?" With a teasing smile on his face but your answer and the zero hesitation with it, hit him by surprise. "Both! Either! It doesn't matter just pleaseee!~" They both stood shocked, hearing u cry out "both" registering in thier minds. They observed, quite mesmerized as your hand moved groping at your breasts through the pink brasserie, now fully drenched in sweat, travelling down to your core, legs open wide. The sight of kakuchou's white cum, mixed with a wallerfall of clear smily fluid seeping out of your cunt in gushes. Needy gasps left you as your body moved up and down with every panting breathe, hands groping everywhere and your body entirely hot and burning to the touch, droopy eyes looking so tired but so desperate. You casted a pleading look at Chuuya, Bambi eyes begging for him before quickly changing to a halfassed glare and what seemed to be lust? as you made eye contact to Dazai again. The looks you gave filled both with a want, no, a need to fuck you right then and there. Chuuya always admired the way your out up as u laughed at something he said, or they way they looked at him with that big doeyed innocence everytime u came to him asking about things with genuine curiosity. Dazai always loved the way you'd glare at him everytime he teased you, he annoyed u just to see it actually. It's no surprise they both cherished you in some way so seeing you spread out so openly, bragged them to fuck you unlocked something in them. They shared a glance in a silent agreement to discard whatever the fuck they were talking about and take you right then.

You could register they way your body was moved sideways, head and legs hanging off the width as your back pressed into the surface. Chuuya's hands gripping your thighs as they caressed the skin moving up to your hips and down again as he stood between your legs. As he leaned down to pepper kisses to your stomach.. trailed downwards. Dazai's hand moved down to the flimsy bra still covering your tits as they upined the straps, one hand roaming under you to undo the the claps, skillfully removing it in just two motions. The hand drifted to massage your breasts, twirling the nipple between his fingers as the other held up your head, forcing you to make eye contact. A sinful groan left his mouth and the hateful glare you sent into his eyes, going straight to his already hard dick.

"What's that look for darling?" His disgustingly sweet velvet voice whispered to you as he smirked. "Fuck yo-MMPH~" before you could finish your lovely response his soft pink lips were on yours, tongue moving down your throat. You whimpered loudly at the feeling, mixed with his smooth hands fondling your breasts". He pulled away smirking to himself "Do you love me y/n~?" He voiced before pressing his lips to your throat, sucking  gently into the skin. "I hate you~" you mewled in response to him. He groaned at that one, seeing your eyes of anger and desperation while hearing your harsh words in that needy whining undertone made him wanna shove his dick inside of you.

And thats exactly what he leaned back to do. "AHHH~" a mixture of a scream and a moan ripped it's way out of you, body arching at the sudden, and much needed intrusion of Chuuya's cock. The stretch was fucking amazing, he's as thick as a fucking coke can and it had you gasping out from just having it rammed all the way inside you. As your mouth fell open in a silent scream Dazai's dick was shoved down your throat, head upside down, hanging off the edge. Tears streaked out the sides of  your face, moans and screams muffled as both men thrusted into you from opposite sides.

Dazai thrusted his dick into your mouth, hand gripping in your hair as he held you in place. Spit and tears leaking off the sides of your face, choked mewls and gagging being pulled out of your body. His balls slapping onto your flushed cheeks with every thrust of his hips on your fucked out face. Chuuya's sweet touches, fingers digging into your waist so hard they would obviously leave bruises as his cock was being buried into your cervix from the violent thrusts. Leg being thrown over his shoulder. A nerve wracking moan released itself from your throat at the new angle, muffled itself, the intense vibration making Dazai's cock twitch inside you even more. Both men groaning as they fucked into your wet holes.

The groans of them pierced the air as the dirty noises of your pussy and the gaging of your throat could be heard. Your mouth desperately suctioned at Dazai's long, slender cock in need, tongue running over the small veins and swirling over his pretty pink tip everytime he pulled out. His sweet sweet~ high pitched moans reached your ear drums, made u want to suck him as best as you could just to hear his pretty groans more. Your cunt tightening more with ever splash of clear liquid spraying out of you and coating Chuuya's abdomen as he pistolled his hips into yours, his soothing rough hands holding you in place by the waist.

He leaned down to suck your perky nipples, swirling his warm tongue over your sensitive buds, biting into your mushy flesh as he continued his harsh thrusting. One of your hands moving to grip into Chuuya's auburn locks, fingers tangling in his hair as the other braced itself on Dazai's thigh, sharp nails digging him. All of your movements became slurred as you were cock drunk and they couldn't hold back anymore.

Your scalp burns with the harsh grip you were given. Gulps of hot cum spraying down your sore throat as he held u by the hair. Pulling out, lines of white graced your lips and the sides of your mouth, forming sticky webs across your face. He took a moment to admire his work, eyes once glaring at him with hatred now completely clouded over in nothing but fucked out lust and desperation. He admired the way they rolled back, mouth opening in a final piercing moan as Chuuya came inside you. Ropes of cum spraying across your clenched walls as an impossibly harsh orgasm wracked itself through your entire nervous system. You creamed over his cock as he filled you, gushing clear liquids drenching his shaft as a white ring grew thicker at his base.

As his shaft pulled out of your dripping heat, both men watched as his cum leaked out of your swollen pussy onto your thighs. Two fingers moved to your dripping hole as Chuuya collected the white cream and stuffed it back inside of you. You whimpered at the feeling, already too sensitive from so many orgasms but still not satisfied. You body was  turned on the table to lay down fully as you caught your breath for a few seconds. "More.." a small whisper left your mouth.

Chuuya seemed surprised you still weren't satisfied however haruchiyo just chuckled lowly. You were barely aware of the rest of whatever scraps of clothing were on you being discarded before being flipped over, stomach pressing into the table, ass out facing Dazai. You were startled as he got down on his knees behind you "wait what are you doi- MMPH~~" a dark blush spread across your face as you felt his tongue move across your tight muscle. "Dazai! No not there~" another moan fell from your lips. It seemed so wrong to you but felt so sinfully good. The exact thing you would expect from the port mafia's dog. The lewdest moans they've ever heard was being spewed from you right now as Dazai fucked his spit into your hole, twisting his tongue at just the prefect angle to have u seeing stars.

His pretty long fingers slowly pushing into your tight ass scissoring it open while his tongue lubricated your gummy walls. Chuuya sat in the lone chair, giving small strokes to his huge cock as he watched your pretty face,cheeks painted dust pink, eyes screwed shut and mouth slightly parted. listening to your sweet moans and gasps. God you looked so fucking cute despite being in such a filthy act. He could watch u writhe and squirm all day and never get bored.

After Dazai thought that you were wet and streched enough he pulled away, trails of slick siliva conected to your hole as it dripped out and down the flesh of your ass.Your half limp body helplessly being manhandled into a doggy position on the floor. Dazai got behind you, his dainty hands running up your thighs and waists, his touch sending electric waves into you,goosebumps rising on your skin as Dazai positioned his hardened dick at your entrance. Without any warning he rammed into you so roughly. A loud scream forced out you made both men groan. He started thrusting inside you at a rapid pace. So hard it was honestly violent, you barely had any time to breathe.

"Daz-Dazai! No its too much! Slow down- nyaaa~" all your begging just seemed to turn him on more by the groans he gave u in return. Your nails were gripping into floor, tears filled up your water lines driping down in small streaks. His left hand travelled up to between your breasts as he griped your neck tighly. A surprised gasp left your mouth when he tugged your body upwards, back pressing into Dazai's chest, head dropped back onto his shoulder. As your face turned to him he brought his mouth to yours. You moaned into his mouth as his tongue slid into your mouth. Hot breathes fanning into eachother as his tongue went deeper down your throat. His hand tightening on your neck.

So preoccupied with Dazai's make out sessions you dont register kakuchou kneeling down infront of you till u felt his hands grab your legs, draping them over his, as he positioned his stiff cock against your puffy folds. Clear creamy fluids dripped down onto his dick as he rubbed it on your clit. You pulled away from sanzu gasping for air. Before u could intake enough oxygen a different pair of lips were on you, tongue tangling in yours over and over, slipping out to swipe over lips and biting into them. "God your fucking flithy~ you love this dont u little bitch?" Dazai spoke into your ear before sucking harsh marks into your neck. The only response you could fanthom was a loud moan into Chuuya's mouth as he thrusted inside you. Finger nails scratching his muscular shoulders. Dazai resumed his movements, both men moving inside you as a mismatched pace.

Your back arched in, head draped over Dazai's shoulder. You could feel every movement of thier cocks rubbing inside your walls, it felt so full. "Haa~ Ahhh~ kaku!- h-haru!! Too much! Its too much please!" Your pleading just fueled them to thrust even harder. "Shut the fuck up little whore~ you love it! Dont you?" Haruchiyo grabbed your jaw from behind as he whispered harsh words to you. Both men groaned in sync, feeling your pussy and anus clench at his degrading words. "Say it..say how much you love getting fucked by two men at once". "I LOVE IT! "I love getting fucked by you! I love being stuffed full off your cocks~" streams of tears blurred your vision as you mewled out those words. Dazai grinned as he turned your head to kiss you again.

All of you were on the verge of your orgasms, you could tell by Dazai's sloppy thrusting against your prostate and Chuuya's hips bucking as he was hitting your cervics in every thrust. It was too much sensations all at once you couldn't take it any longer. "Oh fuck~ you're doing great doll~ you take us so well~. Your face was pulled away from Dazai by your hair, the milisecond of confusion soon washed away by Chuuya's tongue being rammed down your throat. Fuck it's too much...to much...the only tought occupying your fucked out little head. Hell it was mystery how you were still consious right now. If it wasn't for the extra dose of horny Dazai put in your system you'd be long gone. With one synced thrust, hitting the perfect spots inside you, your knots came undone.

Your were creaming over both men, searing hot cum dripping down onto thier cocks, abdomens and thighs. The feeling of having two orgasms was like noting you ever felt before. Dazai's cum splattered inside your as you experienced an anal orgasm for the first time. Pussy clenched down on Chuuya, it was so tight he couldn't even move anymore. He moaned into your mouth as you milked him of all his cum. Sticky, heated white spraying inside your in thick ropes. It felt so fucking good your body spasamed as you came, vision going black and white, body slumped down onto Chuuya's chest as everything became a white blur.

After the shock wave moved throughout you,  your whole body went limp. The slight movements of your chest up and down along with shallow breathes leaving you indicated to the men that u passed out. They both looked at eachother, a silent agreement to clean you and forget about whatever argument they should be having right now. They cleaned u off, and dressed you in some of Dazai spare clothes before placing you to sleep on boten's shared couch in the main room.

In conclusion, Dazai was very fucking proud of his creation if that was the reward, Chuuya also very happy with the aftermath. Only thought they've ever had in common with each other was that this definitely won't be the last time.

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[warabidakihime]

A Love Discovered in the Darkest of Times

Characters: Chuuya x Reader x Dazai

Synopsis: Sometimes, the love we seek has been right in front of us all along, waiting for us to see it clearly.

A/N: Don't mind me. I'm just taking advantage of the sudden surge of creativity and inspiration in my veins. :D

Also, I'm a sucker for happy endings.

Read the first part first here: Part 1: Love's Melancholy Farewell

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Several months had passed since Chuuya and you parted ways, each carving out separate paths in their lives. Chuuya immersed himself in the demanding tasks assigned by the Port Mafia's leader, Mori Ougai, while you took the necessary time to heal. The initial three months proved to be the most challenging for you, with countless nights spent shedding tears and drowning sorrows in alcohol.

During one particularly difficult night, you found yourself succumbing to the temptation to reach out to Chuuya. In a drunken haze, you called him, offering apologies for the pain you caused and desperately pleading for another chance.

Chuuya was taken aback as he answered the phone, recognizing your voice on the other end. Her words were slurred, and the pain in her voice tugged at his heart. "Y/N? Is that you?" he asked, trying to maintain composure.

"Chuuya, I'm sorry," you slurred. "I'm so sorry for hurting you. I didn't mean to break your heart."

Chuuya's grip on the phone tightened. "It's alright, Y/N. We both needed time apart," he managed to say, though his heart conflicted.

"But I miss you so much," you continued. "I miss your smile, your laugh, and your touch. I miss everything about you."

Chuuya felt a pang in his heart. "Y/N, please don't do this. You're drunk, and you don't know what you're saying," he said, his voice breaking.

"No, Chuuya. I know exactly what I'm saying. I love you, Chuuya. I've always loved you," you confessed, sobbing.

Chuuya's heart skipped a beat. "Y/N, I..." he trailed off, uncertain.

"Please, Chuuya. Give me another chance. I promise I won't mess things up again. I love you so much," you pleaded.

Chuuya felt his resolve faltering. "Y/N, please... don't do this. We're not good for each other. You know that," he said, his voice laced with sorrow.

Your voice was slurred, clearly heavily intoxicated. "But Chuuya, I love you. I need you. Please," you begged.

Chuuya's throat tightened. "Y/N, you need to stop. You're drunk. Rest and take care of yourself," he pleaded, his voice breaking.

You were about to speak, but Chuuya couldn't bear it anymore. He hung up, tears streaming down his face as he cried for the love he couldn't have.

Chuuya buried his face in his hands, body shaking with sobs. He wanted to be with you, but he couldn't ignore the pain you had caused him. "Why did you have to call me now, Y/N? Why did you have to make me relive everything again?" he shouted to no one.

The room shook as Chuuya unintentionally activated his ability, unleashing his fury on the walls. "Damn it, Y/N! Why did you have to do this to me?!" he screamed, his voice hoarse and raw with emotion.

He collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down his face. "I want to be with her, but I can't forget everything she's done," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Chuuya spent the entire night engulfed in a tumult of emotions, the weight of your feelings too heavy to decipher. As he scrolled through his phone, images of you stared back at him, each one reopening wounds that refused to heal. Tears streamed down his face unchecked.

In a sudden surge of frustration, he hurled his phone across the room, watching it shatter against the unforgiving wall. "Damn it!" he yelled, his voice trembling with a mix of anger and despair. Rising to his feet, he kicked the wall repeatedly, his foot growing numb, and his knuckles bloodied.

"Why am I like this?" he asked, voice cracking. "Why can't I just let you go? Why do I still love you after everything you've done to me?" Another punch to the wall echoed his inner turmoil. Collapsing onto the floor once more, he succumbed to the waves of sorrow shaking his body.

Chuuya remained in that agonizing state, time slipping away unnoticed as misery and self-loathing consumed him. When he finally lifted his head, the gentle morning sunlight bathed his room. Sitting there on the floor, drained and helpless, his heart continued its feeble yearning for you.

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Nearly a year had passed since you returned to Yokohama after an extended mission abroad that you had actively proposed. Despite the time away, the weight of your pain lingered. Training and casual encounters with strangers served as distractions, but nothing could erase the memory of your heartbreak.

Seated at the bar, nursing your drink, a guy sidled up beside you. His charming smile and engaging conversation about jobs and favorite movies drew you in. Laughter ensued, creating a momentary escape.

"Can I buy you another drink?" he asked, his hand brushing against yours.

A thrill surged through you at his touch. "Sure, why not?" you replied, your heart racing.

As the conversation deepened, so did the flirting. Leaning closer, your eyes locked in a heated gaze. A shiver of desire ran through you as his hand trailed up your arm.

"Let's go somewhere more private," he whispered, his lips hovering over yours.

You nodded, and they made their way to a hotel room. Once alone, you started to kiss. Initially, your thoughts drifted to Dazai, but soon, they veered to Chuuya. Tears streamed down your face, but you didn't stop. You needed this, a brief respite from the haunting memories.

Amid the continued intimacy, a sob escaped you. The guy pulled back, concerned. "Hey, are you okay?"

Taking a deep breath, you forced a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just... I'm just a little emotional right now."

Concern filled his eyes, but you leaned in and captured him for another round of searing kisses, it was your attempt to distract yourself. As you moved together, tears fell again, but you pressed on. Anything to feel something other than pain and heartbreak.

Afterward, lying on the bed, catching your breath, tears still streamed down your face. Hollow inside, the fleeting pleasure did nothing to ease the gnawing pain in your heart. As the guy left without a word, disappointment in yourself settled in.

You sat up, contemplating calling Chuuya, finger hovering over his number on the screen. Should you? Would he even want to talk after all this time? With a deep sigh, you placed the phone back on the bedside table, lying down again, the weight of your pain still heavy upon you.

The next morning, you left the hotel and headed down to the lobby. Surprise struck you when you saw Dazai there, talking to Kunikida. They were likely on a mission together. The air was knocked from your chest at the sight of the man who was once the love of your life. Initially, happiness flickered, but it soon dissipated, replaced by rage and hurt. Not ready for a confrontation, you tried to avoid them, but Dazai saw you and called out your name. Turning to face him, your heart raced with anger and fear.

"What do you want?" you snapped.

Dazai held up his hands in a placating gesture. "I just wanted to say hello. It's been a long time."

You scoffed. "Yeah, it has. And it's been even longer since you broke my heart and abandoned me."

Dazai sighed. "Can we talk somewhere else?"

After a few seconds, the detective managed to convince you, and you followed him to a quiet alleyway, your heart still racing with anger and fear. You knew this conversation was going to hurt, but you had to know the truth.

"So? What happened, Dazai?" you demanded. "Why did you leave me?"

Dazai looked pained as he spoke. "You know why, Y/N. After Odasaku died, I couldn't stay in the mafia anymore. I had to leave, and I couldn't take you with me. It wasn't safe."

"You could have at least told me," you said through gritted teeth. "You could have given me a choice."

"I didn't want to put you in danger," Dazai replied. "I thought the mafia was where you belonged."

A wave of anger washed over you. "How dare you decide what's best for me! You had no right to leave me like that!"

"I'm sorry, Y/N," Dazai said, his voice softening. "I never wanted to hurt you. But I had to do what I thought was best."

You shook your head, tears streaming down your face. "You don't get to decide what's best for me. I can take care of myself."

Dazai reached out to touch you, but you flinched away. "Y/N, please. I still care about you."

Turning away, your voice trembling, you said, "I don't want to hear it. You broke my heart, Dazai. And you left me with nothing."

Silence fell between you, and you took a deep breath, steeling yourself for what you were about to say next.

"Chuuya was there for me when you weren't," you said. "He understood me, and he accepted me. He loved me more than you ever did."

Taking a deep breath, you closed your eyes as memories of Chuuya flooded your mind. His unconditional love, constant support, and non-judgmental acceptance of your flaws came rushing back. You thought about the times he held you close, wiping away your tears, reassuring you that everything would be okay. Recollections of how he prioritized your needs over his own and willingly endured harm to protect you filled your thoughts.

As you spoke, tears streamed down your face—not just tears of pain or guilt but tears of realization. Finally understanding your true feelings, you admitted, "I am in love with Chuuya. I love him with all my heart, and I can't imagine a life without him. He loved me unconditionally, even when I pushed him away. And I am so stupid for doing so.”

The biggest realization hit you, "I love him more than anything in this world."

Silence hung between you and Dazai. Opening your eyes, you met his regretful gaze, but you no longer cared about his judgment. You now knew what you wanted, and nothing was going to stand in your way. With a determined look, you walked out of the dark alleyway, disregarding Dazai. Despite the hurt he caused, he silently wished you well, sending his most genuine good luck.

It wasn't much, considering the pain he inflicted, but it was better than nothing. He genuinely hoped for your happiness, even if it meant letting you go.

As you walked down the street, thoughts of Chuuya consumed your mind. Your finger hovered over his number on your phone screen, conflicting emotions rushing through you. Uncertain if you were ready to reach out after everything that happened, your heart raced at the thought of him. Stopping in your tracks, the overwhelming feeling inside you couldn't be contained. A silly grin spread across your face as thoughts of the redhead filled your mind, both scared and excited at the same time.

-

Several days had passed since your encounter with Dazai, and you couldn't shake Chuuya from your thoughts, despite your efforts to distract yourself. Hours were spent staring at your phone, contemplating whether to call him or not. Each time you picked it up, fear gripped you, preventing the call.

Days turned into weeks, and your anxiety and guilt intensified. The nagging feeling persisted—had you missed your chance with Chuuya? Was he now happy with someone else? You hesitated, not wanting to disrupt his life and complicate things after everything that unfolded between you.

Even as you tried to convince yourself it was for the best, your heart ached with longing and regret. You missed Chuuya's laughter, his smile, and his touch. The way he looked at you lingered in your mind, as if you were the most important person in the world.

One night, unable to sleep, you finally made a decision. You knew you had to talk to Chuuya, to express your feelings and apologize for everything and well, hope for the best.

-

You stood outside Chuuya's office at the Port Mafia headquarters, your hand poised to knock on the door. Each attempt to summon the courage ended in a retreat. An hour had passed, spent pacing in front of the building, trying to muster the nerve to face Chuuya.

The need to talk to him, to express your feelings and apologize, lingered in your mind. Yet, every attempt to knock on the door faltered as nerves took over, causing you to back out each time.

Footsteps approached from inside the building at one point, prompting panic. You ran to hide behind a nearby utility closet, waiting in anticipation. The minutes felt like ages, heart racing with fear. Eventually, the footsteps faded away, and you peeked out from behind the storage closet, relieved that you hadn't been caught.

You knew you couldn't keep stalling forever, but the fear remained insurmountable. All you could do was keep trying, hoping that eventually, the courage to face Chuuya would find its way to you.

-

Chuuya found himself deep within a rival organization's stronghold, on a mission assigned by Mori Ougai to gather vital intel. His stealthy entrance, owing to exceptional fighting skills and the gravity-manipulating ability, "For the Tainted Sorrow," went unnoticed. However, a moment of carelessness led to an ambush. Surrounded by heavily armed guards wielding weapons designed to counter ability users, Chuuya faced a formidable challenge.

Remaining composed, he knew he had to act swiftly. Focusing his energy, he activated his ability, shifting the gravity around him and catching the guards off balance. Seizing the opportunity, he engaged in a fierce battle, combining martial arts prowess with the manipulation of gravity.

The fight was intense, and despite his best efforts, Chuuya found himself outnumbered. Each blow he delivered drained his energy, but he refused to yield. The mission had to be completed.

Finally overcoming the last guard, Chuuya paid the price with severe injuries. His wounds bled profusely, and awareness of the urgency to escape gripped him. Stumbling out of the building, weakened by the ordeal, he collapsed on the ground.

Meanwhile, you received a message from Mori, urging you to assist Chuuya as reinforcements alongside a few mafia goons. Recognizing this as an opportunity to reunite with him without things becoming too awkward, you willingly accepted the orders. Arriving just in time, you witnessed Chuuya lying on the ground, barely conscious.

Without hesitation, you sprang into action, using your own abilities to repel the enemy. Yet, the opposition was overwhelming, and the fight grew increasingly fierce. Unaware of your presence, Chuuya fought valiantly for survival.

As the enemy closed in, you realized you had to get Chuuya to safety. Lifting him up, you began to carry him away, but the enemy was relentless. Surrounded on all sides, your situation became dire.

With no other option, you summoned your ability, unleashing a powerful wave of energy that pushed back their attackers. Running toward safety, Chuuya's grip on consciousness continued to slip. You, determined to save him, used all your strength to carry him towards the Port Mafia headquarters.

-

Finally, they arrived at their destination, and you handed Chuuya over to the medical team. Anxious, you watched as they worked tirelessly to save his life, utilizing their expertise to treat his severe injuries.

As you waited, your mind raced with worry and fear. Chuuya had never appeared so badly hurt, intensifying your concern for his life.

Sitting by Chuuya's side, you waited for him to wake up. Watching him sleep, you realized the depth of your feelings for him. It became clear that you couldn't conceal your emotions any longer. Even if he were to reject you, that was okay; expressing your most genuine feelings to the person you love was more important. Letting Chuuya know how you felt was more than enough for you.

Chuuya slowly opened his eyes, groaning in pain as he attempted to sit up. He winced, feeling the throbbing ache in his body. Surveying the room, he realized he was in a hospital at the Port Mafia headquarters. Memories of the mission flooded back, recalling how he was on the brink of death before someone saved him.

His eyes widened in shock as he noticed the sleeping figure by his bedside. Lost in his thoughts, he hadn't noticed your injuries before. Staring at you, he did a double take to confirm that it was indeed you lying there.

You appeared peaceful in your sleep, but the bruises on your face and the bandages on your hands served as stark reminders of the danger you both faced. Guilt washed over Chuuya. He never liked seeing you hurt like this.

Continuing to gaze at you, a mix of emotions overwhelmed him. Gratitude for saving his life, worry for your injuries, and an indescribable feeling. Though aware of your skill as a fighter, seeing you injured highlighted your vulnerability.

Chuuya's eyes flickered to your face, and he couldn't resist reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from your forehead. His fingers lingered on your soft skin, and he let out a small sigh.

It had been so long since he had seen you, and he had missed you more than he could express. Yet, with you lying beside him, the reality of your situation and painful memories resurfaced.

A wave of conflicting emotions washed over him. He yearned for you, wanting nothing more than to hold you close and never let go. The thought of what might have been made his heart ache. Fear of change between you and the possibility that you had moved on or didn't feel the same way haunted him.

The fear of rejection and the prospect of getting hurt again made him hesitate. He wasn't sure if he was ready to face the pain of losing you once more.

As he ran his fingers through your hair, a tear slipped down Chuuya's cheek. He quickly wiped it away, not wanting to wake you, but the yearning in his chest lingered.

As you stirred from your sleep, Chuuya was already wide awake, watching you with a mix of surprise and confusion. Lost in thought, he heard your movements and observed as you quickly sat up, scanning the room before your eyes eventually landed on him.

"Chuuya!" you exclaimed, relief and concern evident in your voice. "Are you okay? How do you feel?"

Taken aback by your sudden shift in demeanor, from deep sleep to frantic concern for his well-being, Chuuya cleared his throat before responding.

"I'm fine, Y/N," he said, his voice a bit raspy. "Thanks to you."

Your eyes softened as you looked at him. "I'm glad you're okay," you said, your voice filled with sincerity.

Chuuya felt his heart race at 

the sight of you, the way your eyes searched his face for any signs of pain or discomfort. It had been so long since he had seen you, and he had almost forgotten how much your presence affected him.

"Y/N..." Chuuya started, but the words caught in his throat. He wasn't sure what to say or even how to say it.

You reached out and touched his hand, interrupting his thoughts. "What is it?" you asked, your gaze unwavering.

Chuuya took a deep breath before speaking. "It's just...been a while," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

You nodded slowly. "Yeah, it has," you said softly, your eyes downcast.

The palpable silence that followed weighed on them, and Chuuya could feel the burden of their past pressing down. Taking a deep breath, he tried to think of something to say.

"So, how have you been?" he asked, hoping to break the tension.

You looked up at him, and for a moment, Chuuya was lost in your eyes. He could see the pain and sadness there, but he also saw something else—something that gave him hope.

"I've been...okay, I guess," you said, shrugging slightly. "I've been on a few missions, but nothing too exciting."

Chuuya nodded, grateful for the small talk. He knew that they needed to address their past, but he also knew that they needed to ease into it.

"And...how about you?" you asked, a small smile playing at the corners of your lips.

Chuuya felt warmth spread through him at your question. He had been so focused on you that he had forgotten about himself.

"I've been busy," he said with a chuckle. "Work's been crazy, as usual. But I can't complain."

You nodded, and the two of you fell into an awkward silence once more.

"I saw Dazai a few days ago," you suddenly said, breaking the silence. Chuuya tensed up at your words, but tried to keep his composure.

"Oh?" he asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Yeah," you continued. "I had a talk with him. I gave him a piece of my mind for leaving without a goodbye and how betrayed I felt. I even got angry for your sake."

Chuuya's heart skipped a beat at your last words. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I was angry that he left you too. You deserved a proper goodbye from him," you said, looking at him with a sympathetic expression.

“I see…”

“Yeah.”

You took a deep breath and looked directly at the redhead, "Chuuya, I need to tell you something," you said, your voice shaking.

Chuuya nodded, his expression serious.

"I...I just want to say how sorry I am," you continued, your voice breaking. "I was such a stupid person for wasting your love like that. I didn't deserve it, and I took it for granted. I hurt you so much, and I regret it every single day."

Tears streamed down your face as you spoke, your words filled with genuine remorse. "You didn't deserve any of it–I'm so sorry for hurting you. I know I can never make it up to you, but I just want you to know that I'm truly sorry."

Your sobs grew louder as you spoke, your emotions getting the best of you. Chuuya could see the pain and regret in your eyes, and he felt his heart soften towards you.

He reached out and pulled you into a tight embrace, holding you close as you cried. "Shh, it's okay," he whispered, rubbing your back gently. "I forgive you, Y/N. I forgave you a long time ago."

Silence enveloped the room as your sobs gradually subsided. Chuuya's heart ached witnessing your tears, yet a glimmer of relief surfaced. Finally, the weight of unspoken thoughts was being addressed.

"Hey now, don't cry like a baby," Chuuya teased, attempting to lighten the mood. "Your face is as red as a tomato." He chuckled at your muttered response of "Shut up."

Oh, how he missed you.

As your sobs quieted, Chuuya continued to hold you, reluctant to let go. "It's okay," he whispered, his voice a soothing balm. "I'm here for you."

You looked up at him, your eyes still watery. "Do you really forgive me?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

Chuuya nodded. "Of course I do," he replied, his gaze softening. "We're okay."

Your eyes widened in surprise and relief, a small smile breaking through. "Thank you, Chuuya," you said, your voice cracking. "I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I'm grateful for it."

Before he could stop himself, Chuuya leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "You don't have to deserve it," he murmured. "I'm giving it to you anyway."

You wiped away your tears, took a deep breath, and locked eyes with Chuuya. "I need to tell you something," you said, your voice hoarse from crying. "When I talked to Dazai, I realized something—something that I had been too blind to see before."

Chuuya's expression softened, and he reached out to take your hand. "What did you realize?" he asked gently.

"I realized that I love you, Chuuya," you declared, your voice filled with passion. "I love you more than anything in this world. But I was just too blind to see it, and I can't keep denying it anymore. I need you in my life, and I want to be with you."

Your confession left Chuuya in a state of disbelief. For so long, he poured his heart out to win your love, enduring the pain of your partial reciprocation and the near-fatal heartbreak caused by Dazai's presence. Now, you finally admitted your love for him.

Chuuya couldn't help but chuckle at your confession. "Took you long enough," he teased, a smile spreading across his face. "I mean, I'm way more attractive and charming than that idiot Dazai."

You pouted but later chuckled, your face flushed with happiness. "I know, I know," you replied, still wrapped up in his arms. "Better late than never, I guess?"

Chuuya scoffed playfully, "When you put it that way," he mumbled, his voice filled with mirth.

After a moment of silence, Chuuya gently took your hand in his and looked into your eyes. "Y/N," he said, his voice steady and sincere. "I need to hear you say it. I need to hear you tell me that you love me with all your heart. Can you say it again for me, please?"

You smiled softly and leaned in to place a soft kiss on his lips. "Chuuya," you said, your voice soft and affectionate. "I love you. I've loved you for so long, but I didn't realize it until now. You're the one I want to be with and the one I want to share my life with. I love you more than anything."

Chuuya felt his heart swell with love and happiness as he looked into your eyes. "I love you too, Y/N," he said, his voice filled with emotion. "I always have, and I always will." You leaned in for another kiss, your love for each other filling the room.

As you lay in the hospital bed together, Chuuya and you exchanged soft whispers and gentle caresses. You had been through so much, but finally, you were together, your love stronger than ever before.

Looking at Chuuya, you couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and contentment wash over you. For the first time in your life, you knew you had found your true soulmate, the one person who completed you in every way.

And as you shared one last kiss before drifting off to sleep, you knew that no matter what the future held, you would face it together, your love as unbreakable as the bond that held you together.

-

Last part: Evermore in Your Arms

#reader insert #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #bungou stray dogs #dazai x reader #bungo stray dogs chuuya #bungou stray dogs dazai #port mafia dazai #port mafia!dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #bsd x reader #bsd drabble #soukoku x reader #osamu dazai #port mafia #port mafia reader #dazai x reader x chuuya #bsd chuuya #chuuya x reader x dazai #dazai x y/n #dazai x you #osamu dazai x reader

[almond-t0fu]

Chuuya: Why are there little handprints all over the walls?

Dazai, whispering: Why are there little handprints all over the walls?

Y/n, whispering: Because I have little hands.

Dazai: Because they have little hands.

#bungou stray dogs #incorrect bsd quotes #Dazai #chuuya #Dazai X reader #Chuuya X reader #Dazai X reader X chuuya #incorrect quotes #Not original

[lukall705]

Young Love [chapter 1]

This is a chuuya x reader x dazai fanfic! yay>_<

Btw Y/N is afab Non-binary and uses They/them

Also Finnish Y/N 😼

I suck at writing fanfics but i'm trying best and if you wanna read the chapers i've made so far then they are on my wattpad:D

https://www.wattpad.com/user/Luka_LL

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~Y/N POV:~

Finally, after 13 long hours i'm finally in Japan to start my new life! it feels so good to finally get to start a new life away from my family and old friends or more like classmates since i can't think of any of them as friends anymore.

As i step out of the airport i sit down on a bench outside and call for a taxi to come and get me. as i wait for my taxi, i scroll through old pictures of me and my classmates, "..why can't i just be happy like i was back then..?" i mumble to myself.

after about 20 minutes the taxi comes and i go inside it.

"To (college name) please" i say in Japanese to the taxi driver and he starts driving.

while on the way i admirer the city of Yokohama.

"are you a foreigner?" the taxi driver asks me "ah, yes i am" i answer him "this is actually my first time traveling outside of Europa" i say.

"are you European?" the taxi driver asks me "yeah, i'm from Finland"(or whatever country your from) i answer him, and the driver only nods and keeps driving me.

When we get to the college i thank him and pay "bye have a good day!" the driver says before driving of.

"..i'm all on my own now.." i mumble to myself again as i start walking inside the building. while i walk to the principles office i see some people whispering to each other and i'm guessing they are talking about how i look so different from them, it wouldn't be the first time.

while in my thoughts i accidentally bump into someone "oh sorry.." i say, and hear the person huff "whatever" they say and walk way. 'what the fuck did i do' i think to myself. i watch as the ginger haired boy walks over to some other boy with brunet hair thats much taller then him 'that must be his friend or something' i think to myself again.

when i get to the principles office i knock on the door and wait.

"come in!" i hear a woman say from the inside.

"You must be Y/N! am i right?" she asks in a happy voice "uh.. yeah i am" i say back "you must be nervous" she says to me in a calm voice while i keep quiet "theres no need to worry, you'll fit in just fine" she says. 'yeah right, there were just some students back talking me, and i made someone mad, i'm defiantly gonna fit in' i think to myself "..okay.." i say

After she tells me about all of my classes she gives me the keys to my dorm "just know you're gonna have two room mates!" she says as i leave the room.

'Room number 567? that means its on the 5th floor..' i think to myself and start walking to the elevator.

theres a note on the elevator door that says 'out of order' 'great, just my lucky day' i think and start walking up the stairs.

once at the top i start panting a lot "jeez.. that was harder then i thought.." i say to myself.

"543.. 544.. 545.." i look at all of the doors trying to find my own. "here it is!" i say while i start to unlock the door.

"DAZAI WHERE THE FUCK IS MY HAIR BRUSH!?!?" is the first thing i hear when i open the door 'oh lord' "calm down dear, its just a hair brush" says the same brunet from earlier while getting choked by the ginger 'what did i just walk in on' "this is kinda kinky not gonna lie-" the brunet says before the ginger lets go of him. "perv.." mumbles the ginger before he sees me.

"who the fuck are you?" he asks and i freeze "oh! i think thats our new room mate chuuya!" the brunet says excitedly "oh yeah, we were getting a new room mate, thats why we had to clean the guest room" the ginger says in a bit calmer voice now.

i study the boys features carefully.. they are quite pretty both of them, the brunet boy has bandages covering his arm, legs and neck, weird.. the ginger boy has some cute freckles covering his face and one blue and one brown eye. 

"you just gonna stand there like an idiot or introduce yourself to us?" the ginger asks in an annoyed tone. 

"a-ah! i-i'm Y/N..!" 'FUCK WHY DID I HAVE TO START STUTTERING RIGHT NOW!?' i think while dying inside.

"i'm guessing you aren't from Japan, right?" the brunet asks.

"..yeah.. i'm Finnish.." i say.

"i can tell" the ginger says.

'what the fuck is that supposed to mean!?' 

"chuuya, i'm pretty sure thats offensive to say" the brunet says. "HUH!?" the ginger seems shocked. 

"by the way i'm Dazai Osamu" the brunet says " and this here is my boyfriend, Chuuya Nakahara!" he say happily. 

"you shouldn't say that we are boyfriends to them! what if they are homophobic, dumbass!?" Chuuya say in a more irritated voice.

"..its fine.. i'm also a part of the community.." i say an they just look at me. i start to feel pretty weird and think that they are jugging me. i feel like i want to cry but i hold it in as to not make a fool out of myself.

"follow me and i'll show you your room!" Dazai says happily and grabs my hand. i flinch a bit at the contact but don't do anything to not seem like a bother.

"heres your new room!" he says and pushes me into the room closing the door 'finally he left me alone,..' i think while looking around the room, its quite big, probably bigger then my old room back.. home.. i feel sad thinking about my "home".. it never really felt like a home or a safe place for me.. all i can remember are bad times from when my parents yelled at me and said they were gonna hit me.

i wipe a tear that was running down my cheek and start unpacking my stuff.

"..this is gonna be a long night.." i sigh.

(authors note: i'll try to update this as much as i can since i'm busy with school stuff:) there might be a bit of smut in the next chapter;

Please don't steal this (nobody is gonna do that anyway) and i won't post the next chapter for a while so just read it on my wattpad. it might take me like months to post more chapters since i might forget lol) 

#chuuya smut #chuuya x reader #dazai smut #sub chuuya #bsd x reader smut #dazai x reader #dazai x reader x chuuya #bsd #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs #chuuya nakahara #dazai osamu #chuuya x dazai #chuuya x reader x dazai #chuuya x dazai x reader #dazai x chuuya x reader #chuuya x y/n #chuuya x you #dazai x y/n #dazai x you #bungou stray dogs x reader #collage au! #chuuya collage au! #dazai collage au!

[bobattea]

Has anyone already writing a BSD fanfic where the reader isekai’d into their universe and their ability is to either control what happens in that universe since the reader writes fanfic or can erase things that have already happened? Y/N would make a great villain if that was their ability. Even better if eventually the characters are becoming aware of things being changed.

Or Do I have to write it? Is the fandom still alive I only just got here :)

#bungo stray dogs #bsd #bungou stray dogs fanfic #Bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd fanfic #dazai x fem reader #bsd dazai #dazai x reader x chuuya #chuuya x reader #atsushi x reader #akutagawa x reader