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coolyiooo · 9 months

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BSD Men Begging/ Desperate To F*ck You

Pairings: Dazai, Ranpo, Fyodor, Atsushi, and Chuuya

❗Warnings❗: biting, SMUT, MDNI, moaning, ,degrading, praise, public, quickie, groaning, whimpering, choking, over stimulation, begging, crying, masturbating, breeding kink, blowjob, etc

🖤DAZAI🖤

It was lunch time at the ADA. You and Dazai had the whole office to yourselves and right when everyone left, Dazai almost instantly threw himself on you.

The whole day all he could think about was you and nothing else. He's never felt this desperate and he doesn't know why, but all he knows is that he has to be inside you.

Without even greeting you with a hi, hello, how are you. He picked you up, laid you on your desk, kissing your neck and grinding his hips against you.

Startled, you asked " 'Samu what are you doing? We're still at work! Can't you wait till we get home?"

He bit your neck, making you yelp " I can't wait. I need you right here and now, Bella. All I've been thinking about is making you mine. Please I'll be quick, I promise" he begged while unbuttoning your shirt

You weren't sure if you should do it in the office where anybody could walk in at anytime, but you've never heard him beg like this nor be so desperate, it was making you flustered.

"F-fine, but you better be quick" He immediately unbutton his pants and slid your pants off, getting straight to the point.

He slid his fingers inside you fast, getting you ready to be stretched out by him. You moaned in surprise, and held him tightly from his fast fingers.

In a few minutes when he knew you were ready, he plunged his cock inside you, Both of you moaning.

He was shuddering from the warm feeling. He's been waiting for what seems like forever. Right away he thrusted into you at a fast pace, rocking the desk against the other desk loudly.

He was whimpering and moaning more than usual. He held onto your hips more tightly than ever, like you were gonna leave any second. He could feel himself already reaching his release, he really was so desperate for you.

"Mph- Mmn~ so good ah~! So fucking good~! Your so tight ah~ 'm gonna cum already~!"His eyes were shut tight and his eyebrows furrowed.

He would look like he was in pain if he wasn't moaning and whimpering so much. A bit of Drool was coming from the side of his mouth

When he opened his eyes, they looked like he's in heaven, like he's seeing stars. He looks down to where your both connected.

He can see his cock being drenched in your fluids and how your cunt consumes his shaft so hungrily. You could feel him throbbing inside you aggressively.

His head falls all the way back with his eyes closed "Yes~ I'm gonna cum! fuck, I've been waiting for this~ please, can I cum inside? Mmn~! I have to please, Bella~"

How could you say no when he's begging to you in whimpers? "Yes mmn~! cum inside me~" you moaned, clenching your hands on his shoulders.

He goes in and out of you at a desperate, sloppy pace. He really feels how your warm, wet pussy strokes his cock so perfectly.

He finds himself at his limit and shoots his hot cum deep inside your quivering cunt. Moaning so loudly as if he was screaming, forgetting that you were at a public place. Seeing him so desperate and pathetic made you cum with him.

Both of you twitching aggressively and being in pure bliss.You started calming down from your high's and catching y'all's breath. Your body still slightly twitching, when suddenly, Dazai rams his cock in and out of you at a fast pase.

Making you moan and dig your nails into his shoulder " 'S-Samu! Aah~!" You moaned

He whimpers out loud " 'm need more~ I can't stop moving- MNN~! I need to cum more~ your so irresistible ah~! Take responsibility Bella~"

💚RANPO💚

You had just came back from work to your shared apartment with Ranpo, putting your stuff on the table and taking off your shoes.

You wanted to go greet your boyfriend, so you walked to the bedroom, but then you started to hear lewd noises. You heard moaning and whimpering coming from the bedroom and all you could think about was 'is he... cheating on me?'.

With the thought in your head you barged in the room, about to cuss and scream at him, but all you saw was Ranpo and his hand on his cock. Ranpo looked at you with wide eyes, in shock and also embarrassment, his cheeks blushing red.

You both stared at each other in silence, then you heard Ranpo whimper as he began to stroke himself in front of you. He laid his head on the pillow as he let out loud, exaggerated moans as he stroke himself roughly.

"Ah~! Well don't just stand there and stare at me, sugar~ mmn~ I needed you all day and couldn't wait- Mmn~! Please help me~"

The sight and noises he brought to you was making you so wet, now he's got you needy too. You took off your clothes and got on top of him, taking his hand off his cock, and kissing him with full of lust, earning a satisfied sigh from Ranpo.

While you and Ranpo were kissing each other aggressively, he forced your hips to grind on his twitching cock, making him whimper. You could feel his cock rub against your clit, getting you wet and ready for him.

"Please~ I have to be inside you Mmn~ I can't take it anymore, sugar~"

Your body moved on its own and sank your hips onto his cock, both of you moaning from the intense pleasure. You began to jump on his cock at a fast pase, his hands gripping on to your thighs as he whimpered loudly.

"So good~! Just like that, sugar~ don't stop- AH~! MNN~ I want to cum so bad ah~ please don't stop~"

You could feel his cock throbbing aggressively inside you, only making you feel better and tightening around him.

"Yeah, sugar mmn~ oh yes~ yes, yes, yes! faster, sugar~"

He starts to thrust his hips upwards, to get more friction and to meet his climax, but for you he only reached deeper inside of you. Both of you moaned louder from the euphoric feeling and soon found yourselves at you limits.

Ranpo whimpered loudly as he shoots his cum In you, his eyes tight shut and back arching, his legs and hands trembling from his orgasm. You came with him, seeing stars and your cunt twitching on him.

As you were catching your breath he lazily thrusted his hips upwards again. You gasped in surprise when you could feel him getting hard again.

"More~ please more, sugar~ your so addicting~ please make me cum more~ don't stop~!"

💜FYODOR💜

You were talking to Nikolai, when suddenly, Fyodor opens the door abruptly. The loud noise startled you and Nikolai, but when you saw Fyodor coming towards you at a fast pase, it got you nervous.

Before you can say anything, he grabbed you by the hand and dragged you to where ever he was going, making you almost trip. "F-Fedya, is everything ok?"

You look back at Nikolai who was smirking and raising his shoulders like he's saying 'i don't know'

Fyodor takes you to your bedroom and immediately starts to aggressively make out with you, slamming your back against the wall.

You were definitely taken aback, but you weren't complaining and gave into the kiss. Fyodor held your body passionately yet tightly, groaning into the kiss. You pulled away from the kiss, worried since this isn't usually how he'd act

"Fedya, is something wrong?"

He was breathing a bit heavily. He held your chin with two of his fingers, forcing you to look into his eyes "Is it so wrong of me to want my love?"

He brought his lips to your neck "To touch.. to kiss.. to feel... To make love to? " He said kissing against your skin

He pulled himself away from your neck and tilted his head, looking at your eyes "get on your knees, moya lyubov" he said in a demanding yet quiet voice

You gulped and followed his orders, his dominance already making you wet. He pulled down his pants to reveal his desperate cock. He held the side of your head, looking down on you "suck, my dear"

You kissed and licked his cock, making him whimper quietly. You've never heard him whimper before, and it turned you on.

You welcomed his cock into your warm,sticky mouth. Going at a steady pase, but Fyodor held the back on your head and forced your head to deep throat him, startling and choking you. You instinctively put your hands on his thighs to hold yourself.

He tried to hide his moans and whimpers, but failed and let them out, making you so wet and aroused. You moaned on his cock, still choking on him, as tears ran down your cheeks. Seeing you become a mess in a short amount of time turned him on so much.

"MNN~! F-fuck~ your such a slut for my cock, my love~ your doing so well Aghh~! It hasn't even been five minutes- mph~!"

He fucks your mouth like it was your cunt and quickly found his climax, cumming deep down your throat. He shut his eyes closed, trying so hard to silence his whimper, but it felt so fucking good that he let it out. My god was his whimper so incomparable to every song you've ever heard. You almost came on the spot.

You swallowed every bit of his sticky cum "that's it. Swallow it, Myshka~" When he was done, he pulled his cock out of you. Giving you a chance to finally breath, coughing from the lack of oxygen.

He lifted your body up and raised one of your legs around his waist. Before you could process what was happening, he thrusted his cock in and out of you quickly. Both of you moaning from the sweet sensation.

You came immediately on his dick, already being so aroused when sucking him off.

"My, my, desperate, moya lyubov-? Mnn~! I want to fill you up so much as if I'm going to impregnate you~ hah~! I know you love your insides being claimed by me, Myshka~ don't act like you don't like it"

💙ATSUSHI💙

The second you got home to your shared apartment with Atsushi. He kissed your lips full of lust and passion. You were surprised, but of course you gave in.

You Wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss, earning a moan from Atsushi. He pulls away from your lips and kisses your collarbone instead

"I need you so bad y/n~ P-please help me cum. I dont think I can hold on much longer~" he said in between kisses. The tone in his voice showed some embarrassment.

You responded to his request with a desperate kiss on the lips. Both of you moving towards the main room. Your body soon found itself laying on the couch and in between your legs was Atsushi.

His hands were gripping on your waist. He pulls away from your lips and pulls your pants down in a swift movement. As he sits up. He brings your hips to his face, putting your legs around his neck and right away starts eating you out.

You moaned out loud while, as fast as he can, makes you wet. You gripped on the couch cushions from the amazing feeling, his moans sending vibrations to your cunt and his tongue tasting every bit of your delicious pussy.

When Atsushi thought you're ready, he lowers your hips on his lap and straight away thrusts his throbbing cock inside you, moaning in satisfaction. You came right from the contact, since you were aroused from him eating you out, and Whimpered loudly.

He let you adjust to his size for a few seconds and roughly fucked your cunt. He went in and out of you at an inhuman speed, making the couch move and both of you moaning.

"F-fuck~! Mmn~! So g-g-good~! Can't t-think! Mmn~ Ah~! More~ faster~! Please y/n I'm so close hah~" he whimpered as his hands on your hips helped him go even faster.

You arch your back, almost going into overstimulation, while he presses one of his hands on your stomach. He could feel his dick sliding in and out of you and it turned him on so much. Knowing how he made you feel so good that you couldn't even form sentences also made him go over the edge.

"G-god your so fucking perfect~ Mmn~ g-gonna.. gonna cum~!" He moans before he squirts his cum into your womb with a deep thrust, making you cum with him.

Both of you whimper and grab a hold onto each other. He left his dick deep inside you while he was cumming. In a few seconds, he began to ram into your sensitive cunt again. His cock still shooting cum and only getting harder.

You moan In surprise "A-Atsushi~! W-wait- MMN~ TOO MUCH"

He whimpers loudly "Cant stop~ feels too good! Ah~ please~ I need you so bad mph- let me cum inside you more please MNN~ I want to rub inside you more~ f-fuck! you feel like heaven~"

🧡CHUUYA🧡

You were quietly reading your book on the couch, when unexpectedly, Chuuya threw your book away from you.

You were confused and about to yell at him for throwing your book, but before you could say anything, he slammed his lips onto yours and kissed you.

His hands on your cheek and waist, this sudden affection making you fold into the kiss. You pulled him by the collar to bring his body more towards yours.

"I want you so much, doll~ please let me fuck you into oblivion~" he said before moving his lips to your neck.

You chuckled as you held the back of his head "You don't even have to ask, Chuuya."

He instantly laid your back on the couch and got in-between your legs, ripping your clothes off. His hand slowly moved down to your cunt just to find out you were already wet

"Heh seems like I'm not the only one desperate" you look away a bit embarrassed as he chuckles

"I think your already ready for me, doll~" he aligns his cock to your entrance and slowly slides his cock inside of you.

You and him moan from the connection and pleasure. He couldn't wait to make your body adjust to his size and immediately fucks your cunt at a fast speed.

You moan loudly as your pussy tightens around his cock, making him whimper.

"I wont stop until your covered in my cum Hah~!.. Till I fill you up with every drop mmn~ Until you've taste it.. Until every inch of you is claimed by me~" he moans

After hearing those words. You wrapped you legs around him, making him go inside you deeper, and tighten more around his cock.

He chuckled while groaning "F-fuck~ You like hearing that you little slut? Agh~ Your just my cum dumpster aren't you? F-fucking s-shit! Your trying to drain all of my cum aren't ya? AH~! Heh not like I'm complaining.. not one bit!"

You turned him on so much that you could see a bulge poking out on your stomach, created by his hard dick. You loved how desperate he was to be inside you, how he wanted to claim you so badly.

With one final, deep thrust, he cums inside your gummy walls, allowing you to cum on his cock. His head fell back with his mouth agape, eyebrows furrowed, and a loud whimper to escape.

Before he could finish cumming, he pulled out and stroke his cock with his hand to cum on your stomach. Seeing your whole body quiver from your orgasm made him able to cum more.

Both of you were now catching your breaths. After what felt like a minute and finally being able to breath normally.

Chuuya touched the cum he left on your stomach and brought it to your mouth, sticking his fingers inside it. You could taste his bitter cum on your tongue as you sucked on his fingers.

He smirks "Such a good little slut~ Cleaning the mess you made me do." He chuckles in amusement

"God, your so sexy. You make me want to go another round"

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whathorselegs · 3 months

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I think the main part of my Chuuya overworks himself and is a chronic people pleaser headcanon comes from the fact actual Nakahara Chuuya's poem 'The Village Clock' is imprinted on my brain.

'The big village clock was working day and night. The clockface's paint had already lost it's shine. When I drew near, there were lots of tiny cracks.'

Not the full poem, but the lines that really stick for me. This is just Chuuya to me. Keeping going, keeping working, not smiling as much as he used to. Keeping up appearances. Keeping even his friends at a distance so they don't see he's not as happy as he used to be.

I agree in the latest chapters Chuuya looks tired as hell, but his eyes have always read as tired to me. He's always looked like he needed a nap (It took a moment to find a mostly neutral expression in his introduction because, well, the Dazai effect). The straight across upper eyelids and the rounded lower eyelids just scream "I'm too tired for this" to me

It's quotes from the Mayoi 'Joyous night' cards.

Kouyou: "Chuuya are you saying you can't have what I'm drinking? There's no need to worry so long as you drink in moderation. Surely you can afford a glass at a banquet." Chuuya: "What are you drinking Ane-san? Wine, is it? Interesting... No, I couldn't. I'm you're escort. If something were to happen while I was drunk, well... *sigh* Alright, maybe just a glass. This is a banquet, after all."

Like, yes, I'm fairly certain these are in reference to Chuuya being a lightweight and not wanting to get drunk at a fancy party. But it's also Chuuya not allowing himself to have fun. Kouyou realistically doesn't need escort, Chuuya was likely asked along because she enjoys his company.

It's wine. He collects wine and he won't even allow himself to indulge in his own interests because he's too busy unnecessarily worrying about Kouyou and how people will perceive him at the banquet.

It's the fact despite there being several high ranking mafia members introduced by the time of the three way conflict, Mori always uses Chuuya for his plans. There's really no need for an executive to be the one to check up on the hired assassins, or deliver information to the ADA.

Chuuya even remarks upon it himself, saying he didn't think himself fit for the role of envoy. But he does it because the boss ordered him to. He won't say no.

I don't think Chuuya is the same type of overworker Kunikida is. Kunikida has to have everything done right, he needs it done on time. He has a set of meticulous rules and practices to ensure it gets done correctly.

I doubt Chuuya is the type to be worried over his reports being perfect or "in on time" because he's part of the mafia. This isn't a day job. Sure, there probably deadlines where stuff is time sensitive, but again, Chuuya is an executive. He can delegate such work to subordinates if needs be. I definitely don't think he's above coasting his work and putting in minimum effort as long as the job gets done.

I think Chuuya is an over worker in the sense, that even if he's exhausted, even if he wants to go home and collapse, if Mori handed him another job, he'd do it. He has a hard time saying no to people and it carries over into his work.

And he has difficulty shutting off work mode once he's home. "Might as well sort those emails while I have some spare time" Turns into Chuuya unable to sleep hours later because he lost track of time, drank too much caffeine and has a migraine from staring at a screen for so long.

As for being a chronic people pleaser? Well, we mostly see that in Wan or the anthologies. As I've already stated, Chuuya has a hard time saying no to people close to him. It's important that it's not everyone. If he doesn't know them, he can and will tell them to beat it, if he wants to.

But show him a little of bit kindness? An ounce of respect? Be nice to him for a moment and the people pleasing button gets pressed. He goes about it in a round about way, he can't have you know that's what he's doing so Chuuya makes up excuses as to why he's doing it, but he does it all the same.

We see it when he buys Kenji dinner, or makes everyone shaved ice and plenty of other examples. He has to go above and beyond. He wants you to be impressed because he wants the praise, but he can't have you know that's what he wants.

The only person he doesn't do this with is Dazai. And that's probably to do with how they met at 15 (also because Dazai annoys the hell out of him). They met when Chuuya's people pleasing was at its worst, when he was King of Sheep and had next to no will of his own because Chuuya was too afraid of losing the Sheep to not do as they say. Dazai breaks him out of that.

For all they make the bet that Chuuya's his dog, aside from the odd joke, Dazai is never seen making good on that. He never orders Chuuya around like a dog, they are partners and he treats him as such. When Dazai witnesses Chuuya being treated this way by the sheep, he looks annoyed, he doesn't like seeing it. Chuuya being his dog was always just a silly joke.

Dazai being so annoying that Chuuya couldn't stand to do what he said helped Chuuya break out of some of his people pleasing habits and learn saying no was okay. After Dazai defected, I think those habits came back as Chuuya had to fill the role of Mori's right hand in his absence.

#bungou stray dogs #bsd chuuya #bsd #my writing #bsd headcanons #Chuuya needs a holiday #Let him have some peace please #Chuuya Sigma and Dazai are all going on a road trip after the prison break #and nothing bad will happen #just fun vibes and locking Dazai in the trunk when he's being annoying

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chiliyue-archived · 1 year

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Praising you

Includes; Dazai, Chuuya, Atsushi, Ranpo, Kunikida, Fyodor

Tags; SMUT/NSFW, fem!reader. Oral(giving), praise(ofc), fingering, rough sex, biting, teasing, nicknames, just filth

Praise from DAZAI is always littered with some degrading words, coos reaching the shell of your ear as he torments you with pleasure and rough touches. But how can he stop himself? Not when you're hopelessly beneath him, crimson painting your features and lips glistening in your own drool. 'Bella~ it was like your cunt was mine to fuck alone. We fit just like a puzzle.' He would whisper, soaking in your sounds as his dick hits a particular spot that made you see stars. A sly smile fits itself on his lips as he starts to nibble along your collarbone. 'When you squeeze me like that, it feels you want me to stay inside you forever, wouldn't you like that, hm? I'm not opposed to the idea. You hug me so warm.' He adores how you shyly hide your face from his, your body betraying you as you habitually lock your arms around his shoulders; and he doesn't ignore the way your thighs clamp around waist, only inviting him deeper into the comforts of your hole.

" My Belladonna, don't shy away now. My, you sound so heavenly mewling and crying for my attention. Ah- but you feel so good around me, taking me so well."

He's similar to Dazai, in which he can be really mean, but above all he prioritizes your own pleasure before his own- and in doing so makes you know just how good you make him feel. CHŪYA would hold the back of your head with gentle but firm fingers, guiding you a pace he only knew the rhythm to. Even as his dick hit the back of your throat and made your chest burn for oxygen, you still took it like the 'good doll' you were. 'Feels so good, baby. Keep going,' He would pant to you. His words were kind compared to his pace or how harshly your nose brushed against his plevis. But Chūya's fingers carded through your hair, pulling aside the stray strands and even wipes away the tears that start to prick the corners of your eyes. 'I'm almost done, Doll. Fuck- you take me so well.' As he approaches closer to his climax, more mumbles of praise would drip from his voice. Even as you sputter and gag on his dick does his praise only tenfold. During the aftercare, he is just as soft, letting you know just how well you did.

" Made me feel so good Doll. So pretty with my dick in your throat. God- I swear I could stay like this for hours. Now c'here, let me make you feel good too."

When you clamp tightly around his cock, ATSUSHI'S brain goes completely blank, he wasn't even aware that his mouth was running as he lost himself in the pleasure. His fingers are interlace with his as he habitually tells you just how much he loves you. 'You feel amazing, y/n. So g-good.' He would cry, eyes struggling to keep eye contact with you. His eyes squeezing shut as you clamped your thighs around his waist, in part with how well his dick kissed your cervix. You were practically seeing stars at that point, back arching prettily for him. Atsushi bit down on his lower lip, his eyes flickering down to where the both of you were connected, that alone shot a wave arousal down his spine. ' You're so pretty, too beautiful for me. I don't deserve you.' His lips came crashing to you own, swallowing your sweet sounds as his hips exceeded a faster tempo. He was becoming a shaky mess by the second, and he couldn't stop himself from tugging and nibbling on your saccharin lips, swollen from his vehement kisses.

" I'm so close- please a little more. I c-cant help myself, your doing so good and s-so warm. You're so pretty, god- what did I do deserve you?"

Is unforgiving in the way he teases you, his praises coming in between coos. Though one things RANPO loves to express is how pretty you look when you're all dolled up for him. His fingers were kneading roughly against your skin, your lacy garments becoming shredded within the pads of his fingers. 'I must say darling, you look so pretty like this.' His vacant hand wasted no time as finding your cilt, teasing the folds tantalizingly as you whimpered. It wasnt long until they found the comforts of your hole, knuckles deep into your mushy walls. ' You're sucking me right me in, so warm~' He mused as his fingers sloppy toyed with you. His lips start to suckle at your chest, tugging and pulling at the skin. He relished the way you trembled as his lithe fingers brushed that sweet special spot he knew you struggled to reach on your own. 'Keep making those lovely sounds, so lewd and pretty at the same.' He chuckled as you clenched around his fingers. His lips resumed it torment on your exposed skin, leaving pretty bruises that compliment you greatly.

" Don't look away embarrassed, you look heavenly like this. Look at you, sucking my finger right into your needy cunt, my dear. I find myself becoming addicted with how well you take me and the look on your face is adorable too~!"

Yes. KUNIKIDA will make sure you feel loved at every moment possible, endless praises leaving his lips that make you blush. Even as he thrust into you, his voice carries words that make butterflies dance in your stomach. 'You're taking me so well, good girl.' He would murmur against your lips sensually, hands brushing loose strands from your eyes. His pace is gentle, considerate to your pleasure while hes being attentive to anything may cause discomfort. He would smile against your lips when you start to release sweet whines and moans, urging him to continue. His heavy breaths are swallowed as he goes to press a fervent kiss to your lips, one of his hands trailing down to rub against your nerves; you tremble at the new pleasure that spikes through your bones. ' You sound and feel good like this,' He mutters, followed by a sharp groan as you clenched tightly around him. He adored seeing your half-lidded eyes, mouth gaped as whimpers fell from you- even more so at the way you reached out to him yearning for his attention. No matter, Kunikida will fulfill all your desires and all the while making sure you know how good you perform.

" You squeeze me so well, you're so good for me. I promise I'm gonna make you feel good too, fill you right up. Ah- good girl- just like that."

His praises are rare and in-between. In most instances, you gasp when those words drip from his voice- and he's quite amused at the surprised expression that comes to your features when he does so. And sometimes it was hard to tell whether what FYODOR was saying was genuine or merely a means of painting your face red; regardless the intention, it does wonders for your arousal. Fyodor, as in every other endeavor he partakes in, is calculated. He praises you when you reach your climax, only furthering the numbing of your mind and leaving in you a hazy state as his hips continue to slap into you without much remorse. Tears start to prick at the corners of your eyes whilst your lover adds to the collection of bites scattered around your bare body. 'You look quite adorable crying. Does my dick feel that good, hm?' He hums against your blemished skin, teeth grazing over your bare collarbone. You can only babble in response, hands weakly pawing st his skin. 'You're like a pretty little mouse, in need of attention.' He mused. His actions never once show you a trace of mercy, edging you closer to another orgasm... and another.

" My little mouse never fails to please me. Such a good pet you are, obedient and well-behaved. Ah look at the mess you've made, are my words arousing you?"

#dazai smut #chuuya smut #ranpo smut #fyodor smut #nikolai smut #kunikida smut #atsushi smut #bsd smut #bsd x reader #dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #ranpo x reader #fyodor x reader #nikolai x reader #kunikida x reader #atsushi x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs smut #female reader

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petitesmafia · 6 months

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sometimes I think about how Chuuya’s life would’ve been like if he went with Murase and was adopted by him. I definitely think he'd end up going to school and I’m just picturing his old enemies seeing him as a regular student and being like “is that gravity manipulator NAKAHARA CHUUYA?!”

Chuuya getting labelled as a delinquent partially bc he acts like one but mostly bc almost every day there’s strange ppl lurking outside the school gates scoping him out...but then quaking when Chuuya strolls out and hits them with the side eye (he’s still got it)

occasionally old bitter nemeses that Chuuya had previously defeated will come disturb his peace and try to pick a fight bc they think he’s gone soft from living a “normal” life but they find out very very quickly that’s not the case at all. Chuuya never slacks (he's an all-around student athlete now).

a group of enemies, ambushing Chuuya on his way home from practice: we finally got u Chuuya: Chuuya, smirking: enemies: …??? Chuuya, throwing his duffel bag down and cracking his neck: this is great I haven’t had a good warmup in ages enemies: enemies: oh…oh no…?? [afterwards] enemies, knocked out in a pile: Chuuya, dusting himself off: thanks guys I really needed that! been feeling a bit stiff recently but I feel much better now

Murase always gets worried whenever something like this happens even tho he knows Chuuya’s more than capable of handling himself...once Chuuya asked why Murase was making such a big deal over it and Murase was like “bc you're my son? ofc I’ll worry” and Chuuya shut up immediately

#ena.hc #enarchive: sb #bungou stray dogs #bsd murase #dad!murase #every time Murase fondly calls Chuuya “son” Chuuya feels a little lump in his throat #Murase trying his best so that Chuuya lives a kinda sorta normal life

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railleriee · 1 year

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Bungou Stray Dogs Men with a S/o that has an Animal Ability:

This was just something I whipped up! I also edited my layout! lmk what u think! Still some add-ons and fixes I need to do but I'm really liking it so far! Without further ado, enjoy :) -spence

(I may make a second part to this if it does well.)

Characters: Dazai, Chuuya, Kunikida, Ranpo, Akutagawa, Atsushi

Warnings: Slight nsfw halfway through Kunikida's part, but for the most part it's fluff!

Reader is non-gender specific!

Dazai:

S/o with a dog ability!

We all know he hates dogs

So after finding out about your ability, long after the relationship had begun, he was quite thrown off.

I’d like to think he doesn’t show any fear towards your ability, although he’s secretly terrified.

Rants to kunikida, even asks for advice on the situation.

( Has never seen said ability in person, just knows from stories you’ve told him. )

You try convincing him that your ability isn’t that scary, that all that happens is you turn into an adorable puppy! ( Your ability isn’t well created for combat. )

Couldn’t help but stare in awe as a little fluffy animal appears in front of him.

Screams like a little girl when you try to approach him.

Has his arms held out in front of him, eyes squeezed shut as you nudge up and down his bandaged arms.

He eventually gets warmed up to the little fur-ball constantly around him now!

Shows off to the ADA his “major” improvement towards your ability as he picks up the newly turned dog.

Everyone stared at him with a “seriously?” look across their faces.

Still startled when coming home to find a little puppy laying on his bed!

He secretly got over his “fear” of dogs a little while ago, although claims he’s still frightened to tease you.

He’s like a puppy, he’s always all over you, littering you with kisses.

Chuuya:

S/o with a Red Panda Ability!

He ADORES your ability.

Walking into the PM to see a Red Panda wandering around one Saturday afternoon was not what he expected, although he wasn’t too bothered with it.

Thought it was some pet Mori bought to please Elise.

Soon finds out it’s not some pet, but the new recruit.

The two of you instantly became close after Dazai left the PM, soon developing into something more.

You tend to have the mannerism of a Red Panda, he’s always sure to cater to any needs!

Makes sure to find the best, high quality, expensive bamboo he can to satisfy said mannerisms and tendencies.

He’s a big whiny baby who refuses to fall asleep (some nights) with you unless you are in panda form.

Enjoys the warmth, and softness of your fur!

Finds you to be the cutest thing he’s ever witnessed, I think he’d honestly prefer you to stay as the red fluff ball forever.

Kunikida:

S/o with a Fennec Fox Ability!

He’s honestly not bothered by it much, see’s it as any other ability.

Can often be easily annoyed by how playful you are.

You’re very talkative and active, often tiring him out while he’s trying to focus on work.

He also is very tentative to your needs.

Understands your ability to easily be scared, always is able to calm any anxious jitters!

Just like fennec foxes, you hate being held, touched, any of the sorts, he knows better to push those buttons, no matter how badly he wants to cuddle after a long day at the agency!

( You do often allow him to hold you upon seeing how exhausted he is! )

Nsfw (ish) Below !

January-February is mating season for Fennec Foxes, Kunikida has the dates marked in his calendar!

Your sex drive goes up incredibly.

Ensure to take a little bit of time off to help with your needs.

100% willing to partake in anything to help you feel relieved!

Will go round-after-round for you <3

Secretly enjoys Fennec Fox mating season, stress relief for both of you!

Ranpo:

S/o with a lamb ability!

ADORES how fluffy and cute you are.

I imagine the ability to cause disorientation and confusion on basic topics.

He’s very understanding and talks through everything with you!

Many lamb mannerisms and tendencies, often ask questions on why he doesn’t eat greens like you!

Tries to feed you sweets 24/7.

Gets scolded by Kunikida because your digestive system can’t handle such foods.

Tries to encourage your interactions with others as the result of knowing how shy you tend to be.

Immediately sticks up for you against Dazai’s teasing.

JEALOUS!

Someone tries to pat your head? Expect him to plan their death.

Someone tries to make flirty remarks? He’s throwing himself at you.

So protective of your innocence :(

He’s genuinely a really sweet s/o, always thinking of his partner and making sure they are okay. <3

Akutagawa:

S/o with a Sea Otter Ability!

Shocked with how much energy you have, Sea Otters have a ton of energy, didn’t expect for it to rub off on your actual personality!

VERY social!

It’s a, you talk, he listens, relationship.

People often question your relationship as the two of you are total opposites.

I feel like he hates water, idk why he just does.

So when he found out about your love for water he internally scolds himself.

You two take baths together!

(Enjoys when you wash his hair.)

He struggles to express his emotions 99.9% of the time, unlike you.

He gets easily flustered at your ability to compliment him with such ease!

You’re very touchy, another shock for him.

He’s not used to physical affection, so when you randomly grab his hand while out in public, he tenses up.

In private he’s super sweet and tends to any of your needs!

A relationship with him is a learning process, but he’s trying his best. <3

Atsushi:

S/o with a sloth ability.

He genuinely has a bunch of energy, so having a s/o with the ability of an animal so sleepy he doesn’t know how to handle himself at first.

Should he ask you to hangout? Should he invite you to movies with Kenji?

He soon finds out you’d love to do anything with him, just to be patient with you.

Often has to catch you when you fall asleep standing up.

Work for you takes quite a long time, he often insists he helps you!

Startles every time he comes back to his dorm to see you asleep on a support beam.

( Often has to help you down from the high places you get stuck in. )

Like sloths, some of your actions and thinking are rather slow!

He waits patiently while waiting for an answer, or anything for that matter.

He knows not to rush you, knowing you get upset thinking you aren’t trying hard enough!

Enjoys napping with you SO much.

Poor baby goes through so much, sometimes he just wants to curl up and sleep with you in his arms.

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elvestoneanzelote1 · 6 months

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Hello! I just read your Makima/Nayuta reader and Really like it and I wanna give you my own ideas for Makima/Nayuta reader

For personality reader will of course,be really cunning,smart,and good at manipulate people as this is the biggest trait in Makima which mean reader know something is clearly off with how the agency is treating him but all of those trait are cover with his childish and outgoing personality. Even tho reader is young and mischievous he is charming own his own making other people let down their guard

And now his ability(i'll just take two Makima ability),since reader controlling ability only work when he think he's better than someone on the same person I like to think he'll be quite egoistic and view some people as his dogs Just like Makima.Then we got makima shooting ability,for this reader just need to hold his hand and position his hand to a finger gun and go "bang" then it will shoot through the person who he aimed

Bonus,For the part 2 I like to think that the agency is absolutely in shambles and try to look for reader everywhere meanwhile reader is with the port mafia.Mori probably try to take reader in as he realize how useful his ability is but reader will immeadiately know something is odd about the man and play along with Mori and maybe mess a bit Mori with his ability

Honestly that all,sorry if there is a spelling mistakes as english is not my mother tongue

𝘈:𝘯- 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘰.. 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺.. 𝘐𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘰? 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰.. 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.

𝘠𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘉𝘚𝘋 𝘹 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 (𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤)

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘔𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳.

Part 1 here

Part 3 here

The first thing of what Chuuya thought was he absolutely find you tolerable and cute (platonically) as you have your own puppy! How can he not be happy to find someone who have the same interest and practically he can handle kids just well.

But.. He was confused on why Mori requested him to take the kid with him to find out about his ability but first company them to shopping trip.

He wonder why but obliged to do so, now he was stuck with you while Moro is busy buying clothes for the children more likely first Elise.

He even told Chuuya to warn if he spot an agency member or sort which confused him yet agreed to do so.

So.. it begins of him babysitting you for the day, While Mori is busy in the mall with Elise as you were with Chuuya who hold your hands every step you take.

"Ne! Ne! Chu-chu-niisan! Can I have the latest edition icecream of Pikachu special?!" You asked with doe eyes as he sweatdropped.

He was about to deny as he doesn't want to leave the boss but your teary eyes make him stop and agreed to quickly buy it for you.

You hugged his leg in joy as he chuckle and take you with him.

The problem was the icecream was selling on the rooftop.

It was just a happy moment until someone try to attack/hostage you as you were just 10-12 year old boy.

The man kept a gun on your head as you snivel in teary eyes.

Chuuya was hesitant as wrong move you can be in danger as he believe you don't truly have an ability or maybe you have but it is useful for agency not Port mafia and perhaps Mori analyse about it is wrong.

"Chuchu-niisan!" You wailed as the man warn Chuuya not to move.

"Don't worry y/n! I will save you" said Chuuya as he try to come up with a plan as the rooftop was empty now.

"Chuchu-ni-" "shut up" as the man beat your head with the gun (bottom) harshly making it bleed.

"You! I will kill you!" Exclaimed Chuuya angrily as the person smirk when you were quiet your head was low as blood drip from your forehead to the ground.

'Is he unconscious'

"Y/n.." Muttered Chuuya who almost try to attack the man until, you started to giggle as the man and Chuuya was confused.

Your eyes stare up and smile at the man while, making a gun finger sign.

"Ne uncle let's play a game.. Who can shoot first me or you"

"Hah? /y/n!" Called Out Chuuya who try to rush to you but before he could.

"Bang!"

The blood splattered his vision as the man body fall to the ground with half of his body splattered into the ground and you, while you hold out your finger gun quickly waving to the dead body.

"Uncle! you were too late!"

"...." Chuuya stood there motionless as he stare at the kid who have no remorse of killing a person.

He gulped as you smile at Chuuya.

"Chuchu-niisan! My clothes are dirty! Can we buy new clothes for me please?"

"..." He slowly nod as he felt you tug his hand dragging him.

'I should call someone to erase evidence' thought Chuuya as he firmly hold your hand while you skipped happily with your clothes and face slightly splattered in blood.

......

Chuuya realise one thing that your ability was dangerous and he hope Yumeno and you doesn't meet.

As Chuuya explain to Mori what he have witnessed earlier today as you and Elise fall asleep on the backseat with Mori seating on other side of the driver seat.

"What shall we do boss?"

"What shall we do? I didn't thought the Agency was keeping a boy this dangerous! His ability is terrifying especially when he just killed without a remorse! We should sent him to jail or sort.."

As Chuuya sneak glance at Mori who smirk after the rant.

"Is what good people said, and Port mafia is something that accept those who have tianted hands don't we..?"

"Yes boss" Chuuya said as his hands on the steering tightens while listening to Mori about dressing you up with Elise with the new clothes he brought.

Chuuya admit he wish he didn't hear those words uttered by Mori.

In the Agency the franticness quiet down.

Kunikida had dark circles as he finally print out a paper as Yosano is sharpening her butcher knife to threaten the person who stole their adorable child.

Atsushi, Jun'chiro and Kyouka eventually come back while shook heads as they couldn't find anything about you.

Kenji was frowning too.

Ranpo didn't have a bite of his sweets as he is busy looking at the papers reading any headline of a murder or sort.

They know your ability can kill.

But they can't blame you as you are just a child and your ability kill when someone harm you in a worse manner like beaten you, stab you or even shoot you or sort. It was eventually reassuring that your ability is strong and protect you from harm but it is concerning if someone use you for wrong deeds!.

As the evidence were laid on the table as they all stare at Ranpo who didn't have a bite of his sweets until he find you.

"Ranpo-san" they all muttered as Ranpo wear his glasses quietly without an ounce of pride or sort simply serious.

His eyes darken as he hold the paper tightly.

"So.. where is he?" Asked Fukuzawa as Ranpo glance up with an darken face.

As the others await his answer and for the first time they look like they can kill anyone who harm you or try to take you away from them after all, You are like their child, their younger brother or sort!

Even Kyouka is ready to kill even if she is in agency she won't hesistate.

Dazai was in deep thought with a dark face in the corner.

For some reason his gut feeling tell something tragic was going to happen.. He hope you will be safe at least.

As Ranpo kept down the paper with a dark expression. As everything went frozen for a moment when Ranpo spoke.

"In port mafia and the boss knows his ability"

...

A:n- that's all good day/night to you all! Hope you all rest well!

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Dazai and Chuuya accidentally hurting you.

DAZAI:

♧ Probably happened because of an argument.

♧ You know how he doesn't actually show his true emotions?

♧ Yeah. He doesn't even open up to you.

♧ His significant other.

♧ It has been a little over year since you two have start dating.

♧ You'd expect him to open a little bit more up to you.

♧ But no. He doesn't.

♧ It was the anniversary of the death of Oda.

♧ Obviously he was sad.

♧ He tried not to show it.

♧ But you had a gut feeling something was wrong.

♧ When he came home after work you deicided to confront him.

♧ You asked him if he was okay.

♧ He obviously tries to brush it off. And change to the subject.

♧ But you set on getting the truth outta him this time.

♧ One thing leads to another. And now you two are yelling at each other.

♧ He was already quite on the edge so this just builds up on it.

♧ He tries to walk away but you ran up infront of him trying to stop him.

♧ He tries again to walk away but you block him.

♧ And then he shoves you to the ground.

♧ You head hits the ground with a loud thud.

You have been trying to get Dazai to open up to you. I mean you deserved to know if hes sad or not. But he always shuts you down.You have been getting increasingly annoyed by this. Until one day your boyfriend seemed a little bit more down? You didn't really know what to do about it since you've never since him this off. So you thought it will be a good time to get to know how he acts when he's sad. You deicide after when he come home from work You'd ask him about. And not let him brush it off like he always does.

When he came home you were basically all on him trying to get the truth outta him. As he was getting more annoyed you getting more impatient.

"(Name.) it's nothing."

"No! Don't give me the crap! I know it's something!!"

"(Name.) it's really nothing! I'm just tired that's all!"

"Oh my god! You always fucking do this! Your obviously sad!" You say grinding your teeth in frustration.

"Is this even a relationship? You know everything about me. What I like what I don't like. What I do when I'm happy What I do when I'm not. Hell you even know how I sleep! But I don't know a single thing about you!" You yell.

"I'm tired (Name.) can we just talk about this another day?" Dazai says walking past you. You quickly ran infront of him blocking him for leaving.

"I'm not done speaking!"

Again he tries to walk around you but to avail. You continue yelling at him.

"If you don't like me just say that! If you wanna break up just say that! Don't beat around the Bush!!" That was the final straw for him. He full on shoves you to the ground.

Hitting the hard floor with a resounding thud. You yelp in pain. Dazai just stood there staring at you from above for second. But when he see tears streams down your face he immediately snaps out of his daydream to go straight to your side.

He didn't mean to hurt you. He didn't want to hurt you. But he did. He doesn't say anything. He just picks you up walking inside your shared bedroom. He sets you down. And gets the first aid kit.

"I'm so sorry." Dazai says very quietly so quite that you almost didn't hear him say it.

"I'm sorry too."

"Don't be. It not your fault." He says in a very dull voice.

"I promise I'll try to open up more." He adds.

You smile. Getting what you wanted out if this.

CHUUYA:

♤ We all know he has a very short temper.

♤ And because of that you guys argue quite alot.

♤ But it's always last either 10 minutes or 30 minutes depending on the severity of the matter.

♤ It's kinda childish thr things you two argue about.

♤ But you thought it was a hood idea to talk about Dazai.

♤ Chuuya's old partner.

♤ And he did not take that well.

♤ All you wanted to do is to arrange a picnic with the Armed detective agency. On the bosses behalf.

♤ So you brought up Dazai not knowing you boyfriend would literally freak our because of it.

♤ At first you tired to calm him down not wanting to argue so late in the in the night.

♤ But when he wasn't calming down that's when a shouting battle was ready to commend.

♤ Insults were thrown back and fourth.

♤ And it was even 'a little rude' ones. Nah it was the ones that cut deeper then a knife.

♤ You were bringing up his backstory and he was bringing you insecurities.

♤ That's when you said something about the cloning situation.

♤ He quite literally snap. Flinging you across the room with he ability.

Chuuya has always been a short tempered boy. He had tried to go to a therapist to sort out his anger issues. But he'd get angry and the therapist for doing there job.

So it was uncommon to find you guys arguing over the littlest things. But it always ends up in him apologising and maybe giving you butterfly kisses. Since he's always the one to make it worse then it needs to be.

But one day you mentioned Dazai. And he went feral.

"Dazai-san is definitely coming!" You say loudly.

"Hes not fucking coming."He growled.

"What do you mean? He has to come!"

"I do not want to see that fucking, pussy sucking womaniser."

"Well too bad. He coming either way." You say not caring about when your boyfriend has to say.

"(Name.)!! DONT BE FUCKING STUBBORN YOU KNOW THE HISTORY ME AND THAT BASTERD HAS. AND YOU WANNA FUCKING INVITE HIM?!?" He immediately shouts. This catches you a bit off guard.

"Calm the hell down! It not that deep!" You say trying to calm him down. It did nit work. It only made him more angry. So he continues yelling. Which causes you to finally say something back.

Insults upon Insults were thrown at each other.

"YOU LITERALLY STILL HAVE ACNE SCARS ON YOUR FACE. IT MAKES YOU LOOK LIKE A MELON!!"

"A MELON? THAT DOES EVEN MAKE ANY FUCKING SENSE!"

It continued like that until you took it way to far.

"ATLEAST I STILL KNOW IM A HUMAN UNLIKE YOU! WHO KNOWS IF YOUR THE CLONE OR NOT!!" You yell at him. Nit even knowing what your saying.

Not even a second spared you were thrown to the other side of the room.

You bang the wall really really hard you thought you cracked your skull. It took you a second to comprehend what even happened but when you did you cried out loud. Holding your head in pain.

"I-i- (Name.)..." Chuuya whispers out.

He ran up to you.

"Oh my god...I'm so sorry.. " He say hugging your figure. When he pulls away he uses his coat to dry up your tears.

He almost didn't wanna touch you thinking he will hurt you again.

"I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry too." You say.

"I guess we both fucked up."

#bsd x gender neutral reader #dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs #bungo stray dogs x you #dazai osamu x reader #chuuya nakahara #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara x reader

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kokoenjiandco · 6 months

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!SURPRISE!

Chuuya Nakahara x gn!Reader

Synopsis: When moving in together for the first time goes horribly wrong, you want to make it up to Chuuya by surprising him with a heartwarming gift.

Tags: Reader and Chuuya are dating, kissing innit, Chuuya calls reader beautiful, alcohol, rich ass apartment, sfw, fluff, romance innit, no spoilers, get me a bbg like reader, please

A/N: I wrote this after drinking a really badly made coffee so idk what went down after that. If I've missed anything in the tags please let me know!!! Also, I have not proofread it so errrrrrrrrrrrrm.

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You let out a dramatic sigh, a chill sweeping over you as you lay your forehead on the marble countertop of your new yet empty apartment. This was not how moving in with Chuuya was supposed to go. In the vast expanse of the room, the resonating yell of your significant other echoed from his fervent conversation with the delivery person over the phone. He had received a call earlier, detailing the mishap concerning the transportation of your shared furniture to the wrong destination. This meant the arrival of your furniture and belongings was postponed until the morning of tomorrow. Which meant you found yourself devoid of your clothes, bed, toiletries, and various other essentials.

So, within the vast penthouse perched atop a towering skyscraper in Yokohama, it was just you, Chuuya, and the echoing void of an apartment barren of its intended contents.

You finally lifted your head, resting your chin in the palms of your hands as you stared out of the large windows across the room. The sun, with its warm orange hue, streamed into the apartment as it slowly descended across Yokohama’s skyline, casting a rich golden shine over the empty house. Despite all of the chaos and your partner's shouting, you found yourself admiring the view of the sun's beauty from your windows.

At that moment, an idea struck you, and you sprang up from where you were leaning against the marble counter. With a grin, you approached your irritated boyfriend and planted a small peck against his cheek. “I’m gonna head out and pick up some things. Is there anything specific you need?”

His cheeks took on a subtle rosy hue as he welcomed the unexpected kiss on the cheek, causing him to momentarily divert his attention from the person on the other end of the phone call. He shifted the phone away from his ear, a hint of softness in his expression. "Nothing in particular," he replied, shaking his head. “But, I can run out and pick up whatever we need once I'm done with this call, Love.”

"No worries!" you exclaimed cheerfully, punctuating your words with an enthusiastic shake of your head. You continued, "I needed something to do anyway." With a lively manner, you hopped on over to the door, shouting out, "I'll be back in a bit!" As you slipped your shoes on.

With a final wave to Chuuya, you heard him call out, "Be safe, love you." You repeated his words as you closed the door behind you. Through the shut door, you could hear his muffled shouting resume over the phone, emitting a chuckle out of you.

…

You took a stroll through the Yokohama streets before picking up your shopping, aiming to acquaint yourself with the surrounding area before fully settling into your new apartment. Following your explorations, you eventually gathered a few essential items, and then, in a delightful twist, you collected a selection of additional things that, while not strictly necessary, promised to be a pleasant surprise for Chuuya. You smiled to yourself, two weighty shopping bags in both of your hands as you walked back to your apartment under the illuminated city of Yokohama.

…

You entered your residence with hushed steps, relieved that Chuuya seemed occupied in another room of the apartment. You could hear him in your intended bedroom, still on the phone. He had been engrossed in the lengthy phone call evening, making the surprise you had in store all the more likely to bring a smile to his face. You started by extracting a checkered picnic blanket from one of the shopping bags and proceeded to spread it out on the floor in front of the windows. It was hard to contain your excitement, mentally patting yourself on the back for the wonderful idea. You continued to set up as swiftly as possible so Chuuya wouldn’t emerge in the midst of you unpacking, ruining the whole surprise.

A couple of minutes had passed, and you had finally finished setting up. Just in time, you could hear Chuuya call your name and his footsteps walking over to the door.

Weariness

Chuuya, with an air of exhaustion, gently pushed open the bedroom door, his eyes momentarily shut as he removed his fedora, sweeping his gloved hand through his ginger hair with a sigh of exasperation. He began recounting, "These morons somehow managed to transport our stuff to—" His words came to an abrupt halt as he opened his eyes and his gaze met an unexpected picture. Before him, you were seated upon a picnic blanket, bathed in the soft glow of candles and the ethereal moonlight streaming through the window. A delightful array of cheese and crackers lay scattered around you.

You grinned at him, “Surprise!” You softly cheered. With a gentle grip, you held out a bottle of red wine in your hands, acknowledging, “It’s not exactly the fanciest, but it was the best I could get at the moment.”

Chuuya’s gaze softened, a smile gracing his lips. With a sense of curiosity, he stepped over and took a seat across from you. "What's all this for?" he inquired, gently taking the bottle of wine out of your hands to read the label. Two wine glasses, thoughtfully obtained during your shopping excursion, were presented to him. Chuuya skillfully uncorked the bottle, eliciting a gentle gasp and a chuckle from you, the harmonious sound of the cork's release echoed through the room. His experienced hand then proceeded to fill both glasses and the crimson liquid cascaded into them.

With a warm smile adorning your features, you reached for a glass of wine and held it out to Chuuya. Your eyes met his once more, "You've been so stressed today," you began, your voice filled with compassion, "and I thought it'd be fun to celebrate our first apartment together."

As you spoke, you both gently tilted your glasses in a toast, and the soft clink of the crystals colliding resonated throughout the empty room. After a few sips from your glasses, you started feeding each other crackers topped with different types of cheeses, each bite shared accompanied by soft, melodious laughter that reverberated throughout the room.

Once your shared laughter had died down, Chuuya released a heartfelt sigh, carefully placing his partially emptied glass upon the blanket. He reclined, supporting himself with one arm, and allowed his gaze to be drawn to the radiant full moon, casting its luminous embrace upon both the night sky and your shared apartment. "I'm sorry I couldn't make our first move-in together exceptionally memorable," he confessed, turning his gaze to you momentarily. However, your response was a gentle shake of your head.

A playful grin danced upon your lips as you responded, "Are you kidding?" With a teasing lilt in your voice, you added, "This might be the most memorable move-in ever!"

He couldn’t argue with that. He shook his head, a hearty laugh escaping him as he realized just how unforgettable this move-in had turned out to be. "Yeah, you're absolutely right," A sigh escaped his lips again, but this one seemed much more pleased, “I’m so lucky to have you in my life.”

Your gaze wandered out the window, a subtle warmth creeping onto your cheeks as you tried to evade making direct eye contact with your lover. With a touch of shyness, you remarked, "It's more like the other way around," your words carried a hint of playfulness.

“I care to disagree.” Chuuya’s gloved hand reached out, cradling your cheek with a warm, reassuring touch as he guided you to face him. His sapphire eyes met your own, glowing in the soft candlelight. “You’re so beautiful.” He leaned in, planting a kiss on your lips.

Even if it was a disaster, you both knew that you’d never forget that night and it would always remain engraved into your memories.

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ilovechuuy4 · 6 months

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Hello, I love your works and would like to request something (if it is ok with you)

So, imagine BSD charecters like Dazai,Chuuya, Fyodor and Nikolai (you can add other charecters if you want to) with a s/o whose eye color changes based on their emotions. Like red for anger, green for happiness, pink/ purple for love, grey/ blue for when they are upset and Brown is like a neutral color for them.

(you can choose the eye colors if you want to)

-🖤

A/N: Ok im going to be SO serious with y'all I put this back so far because I just didn't have ANY ideas and I feel bad if I lie and say I didn't see this, like I just haven't had ANY ideas im sorry i put this off so far(TW for like drinking ig for chuuya's

⧼ Your beautiful eyes.. ⧽

Dazai🐌 (Fluff)

It was around 7pm and you were waiting for Dazai to get back from the ADA office, since this was the usual time he came home. When you hear the door unlocking and your soft browns looking into his deep brown eyes, your orbs slowly faded into a shade of pink. You then stood from the couch and walked over embracing the brunette in your arms. Dazai wraps his arms around your waist, "Mhm? Good afternoon, baby." Dazai spoke softly, his voice full of sleep.

"Good evening to you too my sleepy boyfriend." You speak with a soft tone, soothing enough to burn a child to sleep. Your eyes have shifted back to the usual color now, but still full of love as you are held in Dazai's arms. "Could we make something to eat? I'm quite hungry, working all day is soo hard" He whined, shaking you by your waist slightly. You raised an eyebrow with a soft chuckle, "Yet, I doubt you did much did you, well of course you helped figure things out but you annoyed your coworkers, huh?" You say with a soft laugh.

Dazai just chuckles and trails to the kitchen, pulling you along, he was obviously hungry and he probably wanted you to cook something for him. "Could you make me some food, darlin'?" He looked over at you with a cheeky smile knowing you would even if you complained. Your eyes were a soft pink mixed with a yellow(happy and love) you decided to just make speghetti, it's simple 'nd good.

About 30 minutes passed, Dazai was hugging you from behind as he watched you cook with a smile. And shortly the food was done, you played it up with two pieces if garlic bread on est plate. You then stuck a fork in the food and turned to give dazai the plate. "Eat up, hun" you say as you place a kiss on his nose. "Aw, thank you" he says before he continues, "I love you, darling" he then placed a kiss on your lips and walked off to eat the food you made, leaving you a soft flustered, pink irises and a mess.

Chuuya🍷(Angst + Fluff)

You come home to a sort of sober but mainly drunk chuuya, which this has been happen for the past week, you get it work has been stressing him but it doesn't give him any right to drink his sorrow away! "Chuuya! Do we seriously have to re-talk about drinking your stress away? You've done this for the past week" you blurt out, rubbing your temples. "Darlin' it's not like im drunk? I'm just a bit stressed and I'm drinking a bit." The ginger spoke, his words a soft slur.

The amount of times you've gone through this with chuuya was so annoying. Your eyes a mix of red and blue, you were upset and mad at chuuya for drinking so much but, it also hurt you seeing him like this. You just stomp your way up the stairs and into the bedroom with a loud huff. Chuuya had a soft frown on his face as he stood from the couch and walked towards the bedroom, gently knocking on the door. “C’mon darlin’ I’m really sorry, can I come in?” His words were still a gentle slur but more legible, he knocks once more not sure if you heard him. He stood there waiting, until he heard you start talking, “Fine, come in..” you mumble, watching Chuuya open the door.

He walks in and shuts the bedroom door behind him, the ginger then sits down on the bed beside you, looking into your worried eyes. “Y/N, dear. I’m sorry I’ve been drinking so much wine. I know it’s not good it’s just, I’ve been so stressed.” He said as he continues. “I’m trying to find a better way to cope with stress it’s just not working. It’s just a bad, bad habit." He spoke slowly with a frown as he brought you into a warm embrace with his arms around you tightly. "I'm so, so sorry darlin'." He was genuine, Chuuya wanted you to know he was sorry for drinking so much.

"It's okay, Chuuya. Promise me you won't drink so much?" You said, your head buries in the ginger's chest causing your words to be a muffle. This brought a soft smile to Chuuya's face, "Alright honey, I'll try my best, I swear to everything I have." He then places a soft kiss on your head, your eyes then shift to a soft pink color. "I love your beautiful eyes."

A/N; ok I'm so so sorry I started this was a decent motivation but then it reduced at it was pretty hard to think of anything to write for when it came to this, so I wrote for dazai and chuuya. Hopefully I can get around for a part 2 if you're satisfied with this one!! I hope you understand:•3

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godshitgirl · 4 months

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Nothing on my mind except Chuuya with depression who gets some help from an expert in that field (dazai🙄)

It starts simple. Dazai and Chuuya often meet at an underground bar to have a drink together. It's the one time they can talk to each other peacefully, no need for their constant bickering and attacks, here they can actually be civilized.

Chuuya doesn't notice it at first. All he knows is that as of late, he hasn't really been in the mood. Jobs that he would finish in a heartbeat suddenly become such a burden. Things he used to love like music and wine are all but fuzzy memories, he doesn't feel anything for them now. He's always tired, and he's never tired. Chuuya would never admit when he wants to hit the hay. As long as the boss needed him, he was there.

He comes in late for his and Dazai's biweekly meetings. Dazai can already tell the other is in distress. His once so strong appearance that he accomplished with so much effort seemed improvised, shirt undone by three top buttons, jacket hanging by his arm, no vest, hair in disarray, it was barely like Chuuya anymore.

"What's wrong, Slug? You win a hobo costume contest or something?" Dazai tried to tease, to lighten the mood.

"Shut up, fish for brains, m' not in the mood." Chuuya says begrudgingly as he takes a seat one stool away from Dazai, like he always did.

"Oh? Do tell," Dazai slid a glass of shiny brown liquid and three floating ice cubes to his ex partner, who took it without a word.

"None of your goddamn business, Mackerel." Chuuya was grumpy, cranky even, at Dazai's poor attempt at comforting him.

"Aw, c'mon, Chuu! This is Lupin we're in! What's the point of this place still standing if we don't share anything and everything in it?"

Chuuya sighed a short "fine" and opened up.

"I've just been so tired lately." He said.

"Oh? Mori giving you trouble?"

"Nah, the workload's just as much as before, I checked. It just...feels like more than I can carry, y'know?"

"Well, maybe you should take a break," Dazai said in a cheerful tone. "I know a couple of islands you could visit for a vacation. They've got wine and music and probably some tacky hats if you feel like i-"

"That's the thing, I'm not in the mood to take a break. Or do the things I want. They just....don't seem that appealing anymore. And even if I do take some time off, what if the boss needs me? I can't just let go of that responsibility."

By now Chuuya has had one too many drinks than he can handle in this state, and by that I mean he's only had one, the one Dazai gave him. Already he was looking even worse. Dazai figured it was time for him to go home.

Usually when Chuuya was drunk and Dazai was the poor soul who had to take him home to safety, he would be met with countless insults and "I'm not drunk"s or "one last drink"s. But this time, Chuuya didn't resist a bit. He groggily got off the stool, greeted the bartender, took his coat and walked out silently with Dazai. It's a feeling the latter definitely wasn't used to.

They got to Chuuya's apartment, a luxurious suite at the top of a 30+ story condo that had a bigger bedroom than Dazai's entire home, and the brunette laid his friend down on the couch. Once he knew he was comfortable he slid down to sit on the floor with his back leaning on the couch, staying close to watch his friend. It wasn't the first time he'd done this, and it won't be the last.

"Dazai?"

"Yeah?"

"You get feelings like this too, right?"

"All the time, buddy. Why?"

"I was worried about that. Do you...have any tips on...how to deal with it?"

Dazai paused for a second.

"Have you thought about just...not dealing with it?"

"Can't afford to do that."

"Why not?"

"Well, unlike you, some of us are actually competent assets to our jobs. If I go down the entire Port Mafia will go down too."

"That's not your responsibility."

"It was when you left."

Another long pause. Chuuya was a little out of it, but even he could tell it was too quiet in there.

The silence was so long Chuuya's eyes started to get heavier. His long lashes would flutter up and down as he tried to remain awake. He didn't know why, there was no reason for him to stay away that night...right?

Dazai felt the change in Chuuya's atmosphere even while looking away. As he turned around he saw Chuuya's cute little eyelids flutter like butterflies and his bright blue pupils softening towards slumber.

"Are you going to sleep? Because I can leave if you want." Dazai was quick to get back up on his feet and make his way to the door. However he wasn't quick enough for something to not catch him by the tail of his coat.

"Wait," came a voice. Dazai looked behind him. Chuuya had pulled himself out of the couch just to reach him. His hand gripped on lightly to his coat yet it was probably all the strength he could muster.

"Could you...stay here for a little while?" He asked bashfully. They weren't little kids anymore, asking a guy to stay the night means something now.

Dazai's face went from confused to soft and reassuring. "Sure, Shrimp." He said as he made his way back to the couch. "Since Chuuya needs me so much, I guess I can stay."

"All I need you for is to repel any mice or rats that come in here. Your fishy scent will drive them away."

"Oh my! How hurtful! You've really done it now, Chuuya, I'm devastated!"

"Shut up..."

Neither of them know how it happened, but soon enough the two were asleep. Chuuya on the couch, stomach down and face to the side in case he needed to vomit (he didn't) with a hand reaching out. And Dazai leaning against the arm rest of the couch, also slightly on his side, hand almost touching Chuuya's.

#depressed chuuya #chuuya nakahara #nakahara chuuya #chuuya #chuuya bsd #dazai #dazai osamu #osamu dazai #dazai bsd #soukoku #soukoku fanfic #soukoku fanfiction #bsd #bungou stray dogs #fanfiction #fluff

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hannigramislife · 1 month

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so i have a question that i swear is meant with complete sincerity (i just want to preface that because i know some people send shitty passive aggressive asks and i dont wanna be misunderstood).

I dislike dazai a lot and for most of the same reasons that you do but i also really dont like jgy for basically all the same reasons. I just know you're a big jgy fan but you really hate dazai and i was wondering how you reconcile those feelings? i assume we just have different interpretations of jgy (mdzs is a vast piece of media and there's a lot of different ways to interpret each character) but i've just been getting more and more curious so i wanted to ask. to be clear, i think it's totally okay to like jgy! the same way i think its okay for dazai fans to like dazai, they're just fictional characters. so this is in no meant as an attack or an 'ah ha!' moment. i just sort of don't understand liking one character and not the other when to me, all of their worst traits are the same and jgy has actually done far worse things than dazai (like murdering his own son)

i hope my ask isnt upsetting at all. you mentioned before liking to discuss meta so i really just want to introduce a conversation and maybe understand your perspective a bit better

Firstly, thank you so much for your polite ask!

I just wanna clear something up – I am not a Jgy fan XD. I see where one might think that, but I can guarantee you, I wanted him dead as fuck and I do not condone his atrocities.

Now, I do have some friends who have talked to me about Jgy, and they're Xiyao and Nieyao fans, respectively, so by talking with them, I have come to understand better some parts of Jgy's character, which have made me more forgiving towards some of his actions. Emphasis on some. Like you said, he and Dazai share the same annoying/frustrating traits, like the fact that they're lying liars 😊

I do appreciate Jgy as a character much more than I do Dazai though, that is correct, and I guess it's because of their narrative roles. Jgy has a very solid and interesting position in mdzs – in a world where social standing is such an important part of the story, the genius, bastard son of one of the wealthiest clans is constantly kicked down (lol couldn't resist), because the system has decided he doesn't deserve the same power as his half-brother, simply because of his birth situation.

And the narrative stays true to it! Time and time again, he is shut down, even when he goes to Lanling with Nie Mingjue's recommendation letter, even when he kills Wen Ruohen, even when he is married to secure his status, fate has fucked him over. It's like trying to watch Icarus reach the sun because he feels he is entitled to it.

Plus, I'm a huge Nieyao fan XD in a "they could have totally gotten married and lived happily ever after, but nooo; some of us have daddy issues *glares at jgy*"

So, this is the reason my posts have stopped being so antagonistic to Jgy, as I like to live in a delusional world where they've reincarnated in the modern world, jgy has some morals, and 3zun is happy 😇

Now, Dazai, on the other hand, I simply can't stand him. Nothing about his story or personality makes me go even as far as "yes, and?" I don't care for him as a character (though I get how he is appealing to people). I don't understand his actions 90% of the time. Plus, his actions are also frustrating and make me mad.

Like when Chuuya used corruption and he was like, "take me back at the place," and Dazai just left his ass there. "Oh, but that's their dynamic," yes, well, it annoys me. Plus, his whole thing with Akutagawa drives me up a wall because how dare you??? Motherfucker??? His first words to Akutagawa after 4 years live in my head rent-free because you could have shown that you became a better person, but nope. Still a dick. "Oh, he did that to set up the rivalry with Atsushi," you know how Beast Dazai did that? Set them up on a date. Boom. Take notes.

I also personally think Dazai either doesn't get Akutagawa fr, or he simply doesn't care to do so because Akutagawa flourishes with encouragement, it's actually sort of insane to see. Anyways. Went on a tangent there.

So yeah, Dazai is annoying, his personality sucks, he's a manipulative bastard, and he is mean to my baby :(

#the untamed #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #jin guangyao #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #ask #thoughts and feelings

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waterfallofspace · 1 year

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hi!! your d/azai fic was SO GOOD OMGG i kept trying to figure out what was setting him off & i never would’ve guessed M/ORI’S COLOGNE?! brilliant especially since c/huuya bought it for him XD

could i possibly request s/oukoku feat. allergic to dust d/azai (mayhaps with kitten snzs 🥺) and prompts 36, 40, 45, 47, 75? (or whatever you can do 🫶🏻)

Oh my god- hello, thank you!! That's so sweet of you hehehe~~ I'm glad you enjoyed!! And thank you so much for the request, I had so much fun writing this one hehe~ I did try 'stuffy talk' writing for the first time in this, it seemed needed in the context, but I usually try to avoid that, so I hope it doesn't take away from the story too much~ (also I've seen the other two I assume are also from you, and I will be working on those soon too!!) 2.3k words, prompts 36, 40, 45, 47, and 75, story under cut! 36. “Blow your nose, I can’t understand you.” 40. “You’re sneezing everywhere. Clearly, something’s up.” 45. “Your nose is literally twitching.” 47. Hiding sneezes 75. Accidentally inhaling an allergen. (References to swearing, and mild/playful violence just in case anyone doesn’t like those!)

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There was always a level of tension between Soukoku, but it had only intensified after Dazai made his escape. Chuuya has never had a ‘forgive and forget’ attitude, not when it comes to him. So when Mori and Fukuzawa decide to team up against a common enemy, Chuuya lets himself believe he’ll only have to cooperate with the detective agency from a distance.

“Chuuya~! Stop staring off into space. I know I’m the brains of this operation, but you could still attempt to help.”

Growling in response, Chuuya feels his eyes roll on their own ‘Apparently just as fed up with him as I am-’, thoughts drifting back to the idiot currently attempting to pick a lock. It was his job to get them in the hideout they’d been ordered to investigate. ‘Of course it wouldn’t be from a distance. It could never be that easy, not with this asshole working for them.’

Despite the sentiment being entirely in his head, Dazai seems able to hear it, casting a smug smile in Chuuya’s direction. ‘Fucking creepy how he can do that. I know his gift doesn’t let him read minds, but sometimes I wonder…’

“We’re not supposed to leave any indication we were here. Blasting down the door wouldn’t exactly be subtle. So this one’s all on you. What, not up for the cha-”

“Got it! Chuuya didn’t really doubt me, did he?”

“Sh- shut up. Let’s just get this over with.”

Dazai’s posture is infuriatingly calm, a brash contrast to the waves of tension surging through Chuuya’s very being… until they enter the building. Dazai immediately tenses up, fingers flexing at his side as he attempts to feign nonchalance. Normally seeing the mask slip a bit would send shivers of pleasure down Chuuya’s spine, however they were in enemy territory with an assignment to complete. ‘Now is not the time for one of your… things… Dazai. Whatever this is, lock it away.’

“You take the papers over there, I’m gonna check for any other rooms, exits, or spaces to hide something. Got it?”

“My my, quite bossy, aren’t we? You know I love when you get all controlling~.”

“Ach. Just yell if you find anything useful, alright?”

“Yeahh.”

On anyone else, it would just be a slip of the tongue. Something not worth noticing, let alone mentioning, but on Dazai? It’s similar to having gunfire rain on you from an unknown source. Chuuya starts to feel hairs on the back of his neck standing up, trained eyes scanning the room for whatever danger might be coming his way. ‘Come on, Dazai. Either sort yourself out, or tell me what’s wrong… This mission needs to go smoothly, if you’re sensing dang-’

“hih’ekshh-! hh’gshh-!”

“You say something?”

“No- hah’kshht-enk’shhiew-! Excuse me, no I didn’t.”

Chuuya finds his mouth hanging open, Dazai’s nose noticeably pinker than it was a few minutes ago. In the silence, Dazai attempts to busy himself with papers they both know he’s already scanned. ‘Did- did he just…?’

“W- was that a sneeze?”

“Wow~ great observation skills, Chuuya!”

Dazai narrowly avoids the kick aimed his way, Chuuya catching his balance with a spin as Dazai smirks at him, letting out a grunt as the next one lands its blow. Taking his turn to smirk now, Chuuya begins his retort.

“Oh, whatever. Just keep-”

“eh’ntshh-aiyshh’iiee-! N- not done- heH-! eashh’iew-! teshh-en’kshhew-! hh’knshhiie-!”

“That was pathetic.”

“You know, it’s customary in most places to offer a blessing.”

“Not here, it ain’t. What’s wrong with you, anyways?”

The question is ignored, Dazai’s eyes snapping back to the papers he’s picked up, mouthing words under his breath too fast for Chuuya to interpret as he breezes through. Electing to ignore the obvious attempts to derail the conversation, Chuuya takes a seat next to the desk, letting his feet rest right on the papers Dazai’s looking through.

“I believe I asked you a question.”

“You only believe you asked? Chuuya must be sli- hehh… slip- slipping- heAh’tezshh-eiiszshh-hh’keshh’iew-!”

“Eh?! For Christ’s sake, just answer the fucking question.”

“‘For Christ’s sake’, that’s quite the western expression, and yet you can’t offer a mere blessing to your… eH’Knshh-tieshhii-! kshh-eishh-hH’knchhiew-! suffering partner?”

“I’ll ask once more, what’s wrong with you?”

Dazai’s eyes are still trained on the papers, his face remaining pointedly calm to the untrained eye. Which, Chuuya is not. ‘He’s attempting to relieve the itch without touching his nose. Apparently not as easy as he’d like it to be, judging by the tremor in his hands that he can’t seem to stall.’

“I have no idea what you mean.”

“Don’t play coy, Dazai. You’re sneezing everywhere. Clearly something’s up.”

“It’s a perfectly normal action. Everyone sneezes at times, even Chuuya.”

“Yeah, but not this much. Your nose is literally twitching as we speak.”

“Th- thanks for the re- reminder…. hehH-!”

He manages to pull his collar over his face before the next fit breaks through his quivering nose.

“hNksh-hh’kshhew-! tinshh-enshhiew-! hh’kshh-! heH’tschh’iew-! hahh’kshh’iie-!”

Chuuya smirks at the way Dazai sniffles with a deep urgency as he attempts to catch his breath. ‘Pathetic is right, those were the tiniest things I’ve ever heard, and they still left him breathless. For someone so tough, he’s really quite frail.’

“Yeah, that’s not normal.”

“You really don’t remember? I have a slight… sensitivity to dust.”

“Are you fucking serious?”

His facade long forgotten, Dazai raises a hand to practically scrub his nose raw as he lets a few itchy moans fall out. Chuuya feels a pang in his chest, one that he quickly smothers before it can build into actual sympathy for the idiot.

“You don’t remember- Well I guess it- kshh’iew-! was a bigger deal for me than you. That time Mori sent us to recover some stolen files from that warehouse that they apparently hadn’t c- clehh… hH’kshh-eishhh’ii-! Cleaned in years?”

“I do actually, though I seem to remember you ducking away pretty fast after we found them- oh motherfucker, was that because you were holding off an allergy attack?!”

“Yep! Thankfully for that mission I foresaw the possible complication and took some precautions. However, in this case, I wasn’t aware of the… state… this building would be in. hh’kshh’iew-! Nnshh-!”

Before Chuuya can form a reply, Dazai raises a hand, his face unreadable once more. Chuuya freezes, eyes darting to the hallway behind them as footsteps echo off the walls. ‘Impossible to tell how many there are, it’s too empty in here, the sound is distorted. I’d guess at least five, but it could be more. There’s enough bullets in the drawer I found before to take them out if I can get to-’ His thoughts are interrupted by Dazai’s hand against his arm, nullifying his powers before he can make a move.

“Remember, we’re not supposed to tip our hand just yet.”

It’s hushed, but Chuuya hears it perfectly, his focus always irreversibly glued to Dazai when his gift is being subdued. Something Dazai knows full well, and was counting on. He lets his mask slip once more, letting Chuuya read his intentions without a word. ‘We need a plan, and it can’t be violence.’

“Fine.”

‘I noticed a crawlspace when I was surveying the room. It’ll be tight in between the beams, but there’s at least a bit of space vertically. Either way it’s better than getting found. Normally I’d just hide on the ceiling, people so rarely check there, but given Dazai’s here, it's better not to leave him to fend for himself.’

Pressing himself against the floor and sliding through the crack, Chuuya starts to drag Dazai in with him, pausing as the nervous energy radiates off the man.

“Chuuya I don’t thi-”

“Just shut up and get in, we don’t have time to argue.”

Dazai hesitates once more, tension flooding Chuuya’s body. ‘He’s not one to hesitate. Ever. But we don’t have a choice, it’s this or be caught.’ Finally Dazai lets out a sigh, mask on enough to keep Chuuya calm, but not enough to be comfortable. Chuuya braces himself against the floor with his hands as Dazai climbs into the crack, kneeling over him.

“Well this is cozy~.”

“You better keep your mouth shut. If they find us I will end you.”

The footsteps continue to descend towards the room, finally stopping as smothered voices begin breaking the silence. Chuuya closes his eyes to try and make out the words better, a trick he regrettably learned from Dazai of all people. When one sense is removed from the equation, it can help the others hone in with greater ease.

“Ch- Chuuya…”

His eyes snap open at the breathy quality of the voice. Dazai has his hands pressed against the floor to keep his balance, and even through the muted light Chuuya can see his unattended nose starting to tremble. Dazai’s attempting to rub it against his shoulder, but the soft cloth just seems to be irritating it further.

“Don’t you dare, Dazai.”

The panic seeps into the whisper before he can stop it, Dazai reacting with a sharp nod, eyes starting to water. Chuuya can feel Dazai’s body trembling as every scraping breath seems to drag more allergens into his tortured nose.

‘Fucking damn it. Even with those pathetic little things, given the echo in this room, they’re sure to hear us if he breaks into a full attack.’ Just as he’s starting to come up with a plan, Chuuya’s body starts moving on its own, gloved hand pinching Dazai’s nose shut just as the first hitch escapes.

“heH- Wha-”

“Not. A. Word.”

Chuuya can feel Dazai’s nose pulsating under his grasp, a few tears freeing themselves from his eyes as he crushes them shut against the building irritation. But finally, after a few painstakingly long minutes, his breathing returns to normal. Chuuya carefully releases his grasp, hand still hovering in front of Dazai’s face. He rolls his eyes at the theatrics, snarling in an attempt to disguise the warmth flooding his ears.

“Better?”

Dazai starts to nod, sniffling lightly, before intensely shaking his head, nose flaring with a passion. He gets only enough time to lean into Chuuya’s hand, attempting to stifle the fit that breaks loose. Chuuya almost pulls away, but one of Dazai’s hands comes up to grip his wrist, pulling it closer.

“knGt-! nGT-! ihKDt-! hH’AHngT-!”

“G- gross, what the fuck are you do-”

Realization dawns across Chuuya’s face, chased away by a guilt fueled blush that settles in his cheeks. ‘When sliding in here, I used my hands on the floor. The dust covered floor. I just practically smothered his nose in his allergen. Fuck- this isn’t good…’ Dazai’s eyes are flooding with itchy tears, only getting a chance to inhale when he’s building up to another stifle.

“kndT-! heH- indT-! hH’EnDt-! Ch- Chuuya… hH’NDT’iew-! heAhh- kNgT-!”

“Hold on-”

Letting his head peak out, Chuuya attempts to scan the room, focus being torn between searching for possibly enemies and- “hHnDT-!” the constant- “nGT-!” stream of- “ihkNdT-!” itchy stifles- “ehdNXt-!” being aimed at- “heH’KxT-!” his gloved hand. ‘I can’t see anyone, and other than the obvious, I’m not hearing anything to suggest we’re not alone.’

“Okay, I think it’s safe no-”

The half-finished confirmation is all Dazai needs, ducking into his shoulder with a fit that seems to only grow in desperation as each tiny sneeze falls out on top of each other.

“eh’kShh’iee-inchh-eshhh-kechhew-eh’knshhiiee-!”

Pulling himself out of the crawlspace, Chuuya attempts to brush the dust from his clothes, peeling off his glove with a wince before offering a hand to help (yank) Dazai out too. The normally put together man is currently sneezing too rapidly to even acknowledge the change of scenery. He’s attempting to aim for his shoulder, but Chuuya notices he’s fairly unsuccessful, huffing a few blessings between the outpouring.

“hH’kshh-ensshheww-nnshh-tiesshhie-!”

“Bless you.”

“aishhiew-! heHhH-! kezzshhiee-! Ehh’shhiew-!”

“And again.”

“hah’kshh-knnsh-nnshhie-!”

“Going for a record there, Dazai?”

A smirk has worked its way onto the incredibly itchy looking face as Dazai’s watery eyes flicker up to meet Chuuya’s, a hint of mischief dancing through the waves.

“M- enshh’iew-! Mea- hh’kshh-! nnSh-! eh’knShii-! Mean, Ch- chushh’iew-! heH’kshh-enschh-tezzshh’iew-! Chuuya.”

“Bless you. Don’t try to talk, you moron. It’s making me dizzy.”

“heH’inGShh’iew-! ddshh’ii-! nnSHh-! heH’kSHHiew-!”

“Christ Dazai. You gonna live?”

“You dknow tha- heh’KShhiiew-! nndshh’ii-! Thadt wa-”

The congestion in his voice cuts right through Chuuya’s brain, a grimace forming in response.

“Blow your nose, I can’t understand you for shit like this.”

“And whadt exacdtly do you wandt me dto use? I have dnothing to blow idt ond-”

Chuuya sighs heavily, hand reaching into a pocket to pull out the handkerchief he keeps there incase of emergencies. ‘I guess this qualifies, though the idea of Dazai’s fluids on more of my clothing makes me feel a little ill.’

As soon as it's in Chuuya's hand, Dazai lunges for it, having the decency to turn away as he releases a handful of throat scraping blows that have Chuuya wincing again. When he speaks again his voice is still hoarse, congestion seeping through the edges, but at least it’s decipherable.

“Ahem. Like I was saying, you know that was entirely your fault, right?”

“It’s not my fault you have such a weak nose.”

“hH’enkshh-! nndshh’iew-! innShh’ii-! mmShhiew-! I think it heard you.”

Rolling his eyes, Chuuya throws a punch at Dazai’s arm, a touch of guilt invading his mind when the blow lands easily, Dazai hissing lightly through clenched teeth. ‘Apparently still too out of it to dodge.’ He feels heat drip into his cheeks once more, quickly quelled as Dazai’s mischief soaked eyes meet his own.

“I think you owe me a drink.”

“Whatever. But you owe me a new handkerchief, and gloves.”

Dazai brings said handkerchief back up to his nose to crush a few leftover sneezes, a smug smile forming on his face, despite the battered state of his sinuses.

“hh’mmshh’iew-! eh’mmshhii-! heh’nnSHh-nnshh-heH’keshh’iew-! Deal.”

No, Chuuya’s not one to ‘forgive and forget’. Things will never be the way they were. But as Dazai silently leans against him to steady himself while they walk out of the building, Chuuya’s hands automatically coming to brace him, he lets himself consider that maybe, just maybe, that’s okay.

Maybe they can be something else. Something better.

#waterfallasks #waterfallwrites #ahhhh~ thank you so much for the request!! i love writing these guys #hopefully anyone who sees this enjoys #and thank you so much for reading like always!!#b/sd #snz #snzkink #s/oukoku #c/huuya #d/azai

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silverbladexyz · 1 year

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LOL THE FLAGS WHEN YOU ASK THEM

“Would you still love me if i was a worm?”

Ah yes, I was wondering when this request would come...

The image does not belong to me. It belongs to it's original owner. Slight Stormbringer spoilers below!

TW: Mentions of death.

The Flags when asked 'Would you still love me if I was a worm?'

Pianoman:

-He was quite confused and thought that you were joking, but he quickly saw how you were being serious

-Laughs a bit and asks you why you thought up that question, but he says 'I don't see why not. I'll keep you in the best soil and watch you grow and even play the piano for you if you wanted. I'd still love you just as much as I love you right now.'

-But there was one part that he didn't add. And it's that he will find out whoever did that to you and behead them. Perhaps even do some... unspeakable things to them first

-Cuddles you a lot more for the rest of the day, and probably even asks you the exact same question, to which you definitely reply yes 💗

Albatross:

-Doesn’t even hesitate to say ‘of course I would!’ when you ask him that question. I feel like he’s caught up on social media so he probably was expecting you to ask it sooner or later

-‘I would still give you kisses and cuddles and head pats even if you were a worm! And I would also take you out on dates and to our hangouts with the Flags! I would even-’ Albatross dear, we know you would but please consider the possibility of that even happening lol But I won’t stop you :p

-He even buys you a worm for your birthday. Or a really fancy drawing of a worm. Or a worm onesie. Pianoman had quite a great time laughing himself sick

-Actually spouts a lot of interesting facts about worms and won’t stop. It turns into quite an interesting biology lesson if it’s not for Chuuya yelling at Albatross to shut up lol

-Might even get a car in the shape of a worm, or have worms painted ✨aesthetically ✨ over his vehicle- okay maybe I’m getting too out off hand here

-Point is, Albatross would still love you if you were anything else 💞

Doc:

-He probably looked at you questioningly and wasn’t about to reply, but when you asked him again he gave you an answer

-‘That is a very strange question... considering the fact of that circumstance happening is close to 0%’ ‘But would you still love me if that happened?’

-Doc thinks that this question was unnecessary, because no matter what you turned into, the answer would still be a big ‘yes’

-Tells that straight to your face and smiles teasingly when he sees you blush a little

-Then he proceeds to tell you... interesting facts about worms and makes you semi-traumatised from worms lmao

-But he won’t kill worms anymore. Consider it as a gift for you :)

Iceman:

-Raises his eyebrow at the question, but doesn’t ask why

-Very calmly answers ‘yes’. He’s so calm about it that people could think you two weren’t even talking about anything

-You then proceed to ask him if he would love you if you were other types of animals and plants, such as a cockroach, a belladonna, a mosquito, and each time he would say ‘I don’t see it happening, but I would still love you and treat you the same’

-Was confused on why you were a bit flustered and buried your head into his chest, but he didn’t ask and instead brought his arm around you, pulling you into a light hug

-Might even ask Albatross about the question, and in return he got an overexcited Albatross talking to him about some stuff on social media that he has no idea of

-Iceman then asks you the same question the next day, but you both know the answer already :3

Lippmann:

-He’s slightly more cultured than the others, maybe not as cultured as Albatross, but still enough to know about the types of slang used among Gen Z

-I mean he probably has a lot of co-workers and fellow actors who showed him a lot of social media and stuff, so I guess it’s safe to say that he’s kind of caught up with all the references today

-So when you ask him the question, he might blink once, before chuckling elegantly and answering ‘yes’ but in the most poetic and fancy and ‘extra-est’ way possible. It’s enough to make you blush a lot

-Gives you slow kisses on your nose, forehead, cheeks, hands, basically everywhere on your upper body while murmuring how he would still love you even if you were in another form

-Loves it when he sees you turn more red, and gently teases you. My stomach has a lot of butterflies just writing this ahaha

-But when you ask him if he would love you if you were a snake or an ant, he gives you a really long kiss which conveys his answer ♥

Question of the Day: Would YOU guys still love me if I were a worm? :)

@pixyys @pianotross @nekokinax @the-mourning-stars @angolicious @yuugen-benni @xxelfmamaxx @irethepotato @arisu-chan4646 @lakeside-paradise @yukitomybeloved @catzlivedforbsd

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no one says that they are afraid of love as beautifully as you do

>>chapter: four >>pairings: chuuya x fem!reader | dazai x fem!reader >>genre: a little bit of angst with some comfort, fluff >>status: ongoing >>words: 1,8k >>cw: spoilers, she/her pronouns for reader, swearing, mentions of alcohol, one (!) canon-typical mention of suicide plans, as always a lot of reflections and "what if"s , but mostly fluff (or as fluffy as I could get)

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HOPE.

That night, the scent of approaching spring was lingering in the air.

Their synchronized footsteps echoed through the walls of the nearly empty mafia headquarters. It was really late. In a good mood they were returning from a meeting with the boss, who once again praised them for another successful mission.

"Damn, what a great day." She raised her arms high above head, stretching her slightly sore joints. "And by the way, you did amazing today, Chuuya."

"Said the one who did almost all the work." He rolled his eyes with a smile on his lips. "You didn't even need me for anything. If this keeps up, Mori's going to start sending you out solo."

"Please no, don't even say that. I really like going on missions with you. Solo won't be the same."

"Yeah, same here. You're actually the best partner I've ever had."

"Oh stop it! You'll make me blush." She joked actually abashed, waving her hand. She still didn't always know how to take the praise that was constantly coming out of his mouth, but he lived for her reactions and definitely had no intention of stopping. He had to make up for all these years after all.

"I would definitely pay to see that. A powerful mafia executive with blushing cheeks? Priceless.”

"Shut up!" Their soft laughter carried down the long corridors, as she slapped him lightly on the shoulder, shaking her head.

Things began to slowly come together. Everyday life took on vibrant colors again, and hope once again found refuge in her heart. She was more happy to get out of bed in the morning, the sunrise spent with coffee in her hand no longer stirred unnecessary memories, and she preferred to spend her evenings with a good book than a glass of alcohol. She felt as if she had finally come back to life.

However, she would not be able to do it without a man right next to her. His very presence helped her to move forward. And everything was slowly getting better.

"Why don't we grab a drink? My treat. I’m dying for some whiskey to be honest." She suggested, getting into his black car. Chuuya sent her a doubtful look, turning on the engine.

"Yeah, sure. Great idea. Alcohol is exactly what you need right now." The exaggerated sarcasm could be sensed a mile away. "Better think about what we're going to order. I don't want to spend an hour choosing a restaurant like last time."

"No way! You pick the food tonight, I'm picking the movie. We take turns." She reminded him, but at the same time turned on her phone in search of restaurants open at this hour, while Chuuya focused his gaze on the road.

"You fucking cheater. You picked the movie last time, and I ordered Chinese." Chuuya glanced at her in disbelief, slightly offended. "It was that weird vampire thriller. The one with the guy who was turned into a vampire and dragged into a game of life and death, remember? He drowned at the end."

"Oh yeah, It was a really good movie."

"Well it was good, I admit. But now it's my turn."

"Yeah, whatever." She rolled her eyes and dismissed the man with a wave of her hand. "You're going to pick some shit again anyway."

"Wow okay. First of all, rude. Second of all, I have incredible taste in movies, don't even try to deny it. That last one I picked was just a minor slip up."

"Yeah, right. Incredible taste in movies my ass. The only movies you ever want to watch are the mafia ones."

"Because they're good!"

"Dude, your life is one big mafia movie, don't you get tired of it?"

"Never."

Their light-hearted banter has become her new reality. So did sleepovers, breakfasts together, movie nights and going out to dinner when there happened to be a shorter day at work. Their daily routines already included the other person completely and they couldn't imagine it any other way.

Almost every morning, moments before sunrise, she was the one who would get up first. With a quiet step, she would go to the kitchen and prepare two coffees, knowing that Chuuya would get up soon after her. She would take one of the mugs and, as usual, go out on the balcony to watch the slowly awakening city. Waiting for him to join her in this morning ritual.

Even now, there still were moments when she thought about the past. She did not wallow in despair over it, but simply reminisced. Her mind couldn't stop painting those familiar brown eyes, as beautiful as they always were. Those eyes which with their ice-cold stare looked only for any sign of danger or a place to hide. She still remembered so clearly, how they were never focused on her, always somewhere else. Even in his embrace, she could never feel the soothing warmth radiating from his body. Always icy cold, just like his words and gaze, always uncertain, always harsh like the darkness of night. Maybe Dazai was not human after all.

Maybe Dazai was the winter. Gently drifting snow on Christmas Eve morning, adorning the eyelashes and hearts of rejoicing people. A child's joy at the thought of making a snowman and a snowball fight on a pleasant day. But at the same time, a blast of harsh frost, right after the setting of the sun. An unforgiving frost that seemed to cut the skin with ice grains. A terrifying snowstorm, ready to destroy everything in its path without regard for the consequences. Frostbitting the hands and chasing everyone away to take shelter in a warm house. Yeah, maybe he was not human, maybe he really was winter after all?

But if that was the case, why did his presence remind her so much of humanity? Why did he at times lift his mask and allow her to see his wounded soul? If he was not human, then why was there a piercing despair in his eyes? The kind of despair that could only appear in the eyes of a painfully human martyr hurt by the shards of a cracking fate and broken promises?

In the days when she had him by her side, she had not dwelt on the subject. She accepted him completely, embracing his crumbled pieces and trying to ease the pain at least a little. And in return, he showed her what it meant to have a home. A place where you can always come back, where you are fully accepted. He gave her the sense of belonging that she had so longed for all her life.

Perhaps it was because of his martyrdom that she felt so comfortable in his company. Without judging each other, they lived from day to day, hoping that during one of them they would see something more in this travesty called life. Secretly sent glances during mafia meetings, that only the two of them could understand. Nights covered in booze where their throats would get sore from shouting the words of songs. Walks along the riverbank and plans for the perfect suicide. Training together, going out for drinks, playing for hours in the arcade. Those were the good times.

But those pleasant moments were mingled with thorns driven into her heart whenever Dazai grew cold again. When his words evasively pushed her away, when he excluded her from his life and once again tried to solve everything alone, as the pain overwhelmed him and drowned him in the depths of hopelessness. He always wanted to be alone whenever the coldness was about to return again. The kind of coldness that no other human could survive. Or at least shouldn't have to survive.

He was so freezing, how had she not noticed that before? Maybe she was blinded by her own emptiness, or maybe she only noticed it the moment she had gone from frigid air to a heat she hadn't known until now. Maybe Dazai was frozen only in comparison to Chuuya's warmth.

Thousands of "what ifs" swirled around her and sometimes she liked to imagine different scenarios of her life. What if she had been a different person those many months ago? Would Dazai have considered staying in the mafia then? What if she had found out about Oda's death before Dazai? Would she be able to stop him? What if she had dropped everything and gone looking for him? Would she find him? And even if she did, what would she do? Was there anything she could have done differently? And honestly, was she really supposed to stop him? Would it be a good decision?

One thing she was absolutely sure of. If by some miracle it turned out that she could have stopped Dazai after all, she probably wouldn't want to know about it now. She can't turn back time and change the story. What's done is done. And that's it. So she left the past behind and moved on. Of course, some memories still paint a smile on her face and that will probably never change. At the end of the day, he was the first person to show her happiness. However, she wasn't longing for that anymore.

She built her life anew. Learned to see the positive in this turn of events. After all, if their story had played out differently, she would have missed the amazing moments that are now called everyday life.

And life at Chuuya's side was a little brighter. A little warmer. She felt so unimaginably human with him that sometimes she forgot what it was like to be a void. They floated together around the sufferings of life, in their worst moments looking only at each other. Never looking away. Always lifting each other up when fate crushed their shoulders and brought them to their knees. They were each other's safe haven. The only good thing in this merciless life.

Every moment had meaning. Dancing together in the middle of the kitchen in slippers and worn pajamas, waiting for the microwave popcorn to finish popping. Singing favorite songs from musicals with the obligatory overdramatic acting. Buying two coffees instead of one. On free weekends, which didn't happen very often, going to their favorite rented cottage and spending quality time in silence, surrounded by the serenity of nature. This was her new reality, one she once not even dared to dream of. Full of hope and a beautiful promise for the future.

If Dazai was the harsh cold of a winter night, Chuuya was the scent of spring lingering in the morning breeze.

And she realized that spring might be her favourite season.

a/n woow, a happy chapter? I really wonder what will happen in the next one....

also, thank you so much for so many notes on this series! I may plan something as a "thank you" soon, so stay tuned! see you in the next one, loves!

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aconfusedkitten · 1 year

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new names for lost things -- excerpt

The day they meet one Oda Sakunoske is one of their riskier ones.

They’re both hurt, this time, Dazai nursing some cuts and a broken wrist and Chuuya having a fucked up leg from where someone had got the drop on him, and based on the way the world spins with every step, he probably has a concussion, too.

Their home is only a few streets away, Chuuya knows, and maybe the med kit is running a bit low, but it's enough. It always has to be. It’s not exactly like they have funds to go out and restock all the time, even if they spend their nights getting into trouble and dodging danger – or running headfirst into it, really, it’s not like they try to avoid it – and well-

Maybe Chuuya is worse off than he thought he was.

Dazai’s fingers dig into his side, hard enough to bruise, and Chuuya’s own hand tightens around Dazai’s hip, arms wrapped around each other like a twisted embrace. Their steps are clumsy, threatening to tip them over with every movement they make and oh, Chuuya thinks, maybe it's worse than he thought.

“We’re not going back to the house, are we,” Chuuya says, and it’s not a question. Not really.

Dazai shakes his head. “There’s an ability user who lives nearby,” he says instead of answering, “He’ll help.”

He doesn’t say how he knows the ability user, doesn’t say how he knows they’ll help them, doesn’t say anything about the man at all.

Still, Chuuya believes him. “Do you have a name? Or are we goin’ in blind?”

A grin. “Oda,” Dazai says, “Oda Sakunoske.”

And the walk there is a miserable one. With every step Chuuya gets more and more sure that his leg is broken in one way or another, because each step has him choking back a cry, just as he sees the way Dazai clench his teeth every time he shifts his wrist or moves his fingers, and fuck, Chuuya knows they're going to make it through this, but that doesn’t mean he has to like it.

Dazai leads them to a small house, one that's not too far from their own. It's nothing that particularly stands out, and from the outside, it just looks worn. Well kept, of course, but showing its age compared to all of the new things around it. Dazai walks up to the door without hesitation, knocks loudly, the sound echoing in the dead of night.

Sure enough, a tired looking man opens the door, and somehow, he doesn’t look surprised by what he sees.

Anyone with common sense would probably take a look at the two of them – clinging to one another with bloodied hands and wild grins – and shut the door in their faces. They aren’t too far from Mafia territory, after all, and it’s not like the Mafia is really a secret, something only the underground knows about. Not after everything Mori’s predecessor did.

Sakunosuke, however?

Sakunosuke only sighs, stepping back from the door and waving them closer. “You two should probably come in,” he says, not even questioning it.

Chuuya blinks, unmoving until Dazai gives him a confident grin, the kind that means he knows what he’s doing. “Trust me?” Dazai says, and though the words are playful, there’s still a hint of doubt in his eyes and-

“Of course I trust you, dumbass,” Chuuya says, and then Dazai’s grin widens, and he’s being dragged inside the house, Sakunosuke closing the door behind them.

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