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The Grade School Host is the Naughty Type! - a young boy joins the host club in hopes of learning from the masters to impress a special lady. yet they aren’t ready for all the effort it takes to train such a rowdy young man.
pairing - fem! reader x host club
apart of - ouran add-in
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The theme for this special day was Arabian as their clothes were flowing and in gorgeous colors with prized possessions in gold filtered about the room. When a boy in a green uniform opened the door he was shocked at what he was witnessing, the image seeming like something not from their country but a foreign one. He tripped over himself and stared up at the members in astonishment. 
"Welcome to the Ouran Host Club," The club announced, all seated by each other with ripe, delicious fruits peeked in between and extravagant furniture. 
"Oh it's just a kid," Hikaru noticed.
"Not only that, it's just a boy," Kaoru added, clearly the two disappointed. 
"What's wrong little boy? Did you come to my palace in search of something?" Tamaki stuck out his hand with a golden ring and red gem resting in his palm.
"Uh, are you the king of this place?" The boy wondered, standing up from the ground.
"Come closer, lost one," Tamaki motioned for him to come over. "What was it you just called me?"
"The king."
"Ah, the King! Yes, I'm the king of the Ouran Host Club! Long live the host king."
"Oh no," Y/n whispered, looking at Tamaki who practically had stars in his eyes. He was standing up from his throne proudly, standing tall to pretend as if he were on a balcony surveying his kingdom. 
"I'm an elementary fifth year, Takaoji Shiro," He introduced. "I want the Host Club King to take me on as an apprentice!"
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Due to a successful flattering, soon enough the elementary school student was taken on as a co-host and offered the opportunity to watch Tamaki in action. 
"Oh my, Tamaki, you have an apprentice?" A black-haired female wondered, sitting beside him.
"Yes, he's still in elementary school but I like the fire in his eyes.”
"But are you sure it's okay for such a young boy to become a host?"
"Why wouldn't it be? Love has nothing to do with age," Tamaki spoke, gently caressing her chin. "Take us for instance, whenever I look at you my heart starts pounding. Suddenly I feel no different than a lovesick little boy."
"Oh-oh Tamaki," The girl stuttered.
"Isn't it a little strange how Shiro-kun is just watching?" Y/n wondered, turning towards Haruhi and Kyoya who were also witnessing the whole scene go down. Shiro was in between Tamaki and his guest, face a little too close up to where Tamaki was touching her face. 
"There is a theory that people are considered more beautiful the closer they are viewed. Tamaki seems to live by that theory," Kyoya told them. Y/n nodded in understanding and walked up closer to Kyoya. She put her face near his, their noses almost touching, before pulling away and sitting back down beside Haruhi. 
He felt his cheeks warm up, "Well, ahem, let's leave them alone," He muttered, moving further away from where Y/n was now sitting.
"You naughty girl, you've drawn me to the forbidden fruit. Dearest you're the mermaid who's brought light into my lonely sea. My mermaid princess," Tamaki flirted.
"I remind you of a mermaid?" The girl asked.
"You look more like the carp that swims in my pond at home," The younger boy insulted. "I'd never give false compliments like that!"
"Carp?"
"Don't listen to him, he's just a kid, you know how kids are. They can't help but be honest," Tamaki tried to reassure her.
"Honest?"
"But that's just his opinion! I wouldn't say you look like a carp, and even if you did look like a carp you'd be the most beautiful carp of them all!" Tamaki spoke frantically.
"So I am a carp!"
"Uh, no that-that's not what I meant," Tamaki stuttered.
"Tamaki you're an idiot!" She cried, running out of the room embarrassed and ashamed.
"No wait! Mermaid princess!"
"Man, what a crybaby," Shiro commented, crossing his legs and arms in disappointment. 
"So how's it going boss, that's an adorable little apprentice you've got there," Hikaru laughed.
"Hikaru, do you wish you had a little brother like Shiro?" Kaoru questioned.
"Don't be silly, I could search the globe and I'd never find a better brother than you, Kaoru," Hikaru expressed, taking his brother into his arms for a tight hug.
"Uh, Hikaru."
"Look! They're doing it! It's forbidden brotherly love," Two girls cooed.
"They're homos! And they're brothers! That makes this totally insectuous!" The boy yelled.
"I think what you mean to say was incestuous," Tamaki corrected.
"Hey Shiro-chan! Want to have a piece of cake with me?" Honey wondered, jumping onto the younger boy's back. "We've got three kinds, chocolate, strawberry, and lime."
"Hey! Back off, what grade are you in any way?” Shiro shook his back in an attempt to get Honey off of him. “Why are you wearing a High school uniform?" Shiro asked staring at Honey with a disgusted face. In response, Honey's eyes started to bubble with tears.
"Something is wrong? Mitsukuni?" Mori queried.
"Honey-senpai, are you alright?" Y/n questioned, walking over to the boy. "I'd love to have cake with you, we can talk while you eat," Y/n nodded, letting the boy grab her hand.
"That's not fair! A little kid like you isn't supposed to have a cool older friend and a hot girl like her!" Shiro complained, walking backward in annoyance until he was stopped due to bumping into Haruhi.
"Are you alright? I know it's kinda hard to get used to all the weirdos around here, besides Y/n. She's very kind," Haruhi looked up at Y/n who was now showing a book to Mori. "It took me a while to get adjusted to all the craziness, so don't freak out. I'm sure you'll get used to it," She tried to reassure him.
"Do you need help with that tea, Haruhi-chan?" Y/n inquired, walking over and grabbing some of the cups.
"Bend down," The elementary boy gestured for Y/n to come down to his height. "What's with the mask?" He moved his hand to hover over her mouth, about to try and snatch the fabric to see what was underneath.
"Okay that's enough," Tamaki grabbed Shrio from the back of his jacket, pulling him away. "Shiro, why don't you take care of the tea set?"
"Y/n, you're looking very nice today," Hikaru commented, patting her head.
"Just give the set to the boy and let him do his training," Kaoru mentioned.
"Okay, just be careful, it's kind of heavy," Y/n told him, handing him the tray that Haruhi was once holding. Shiro quickly dropped it, the glass silverware and cups shattering all over the floor.
"It's not my fault I dropped it, it's her fault because she gave it to you, causing you to give it to me," Shiro said, pointing to Haruhi.
"Wait what?" Haruhi’s eyes went wide, shaking her head and raising her voice at the young boy's accusations.
"Excuse me?" Y/n asked, her opinion on the boy changing vastly. It was clear he was not a well-behaved child, speaking his mind in cases where he should be holding back. 
"That's another one hundred thousand yen Haruhi," Kyoya added.
"What?" She fumed.
"Have that mask girl do it, don't girls love doing that? I'm not here to carry tea sets, I'm here to learn how to make women happy!" He snarled. 
"Repeat that?" Y/n walked over by him, getting pulled back a bit by the twins.
"You won't get anywhere with that attitude. And I am not going to let you disrespect Y/n. So, put this brat in isolation!" Tamaki declared, pointing his finger at the boy.
"You got it, boss!" The twins popped up, fingers in the air, and soon enough a cage was lowered down, trapping Shrio.
"What's going on here?! Why'd you put me in a cage all of a sudden?!" Shiro thundered.
"I don't know if we can do this," Y/n muttered.
"Where did it come from? This is supposed to be a music room, right?" Haruhi's sweat dropped.
"This is no way to treat your loyal apprentice! Now let me out of this cage!" Shiro thudded on the bars. He tried to reach a hand through to reach something or someone, even though nothing was near his grip. 
"Not until you've learned your lesson," Tamaki told him, sipping some tea. "I made you my apprentice because I thought you were serious about becoming a host, but I guess I was wrong."
"I am serious. Totally serious," He argued, not jumping around in the cage as much as he once was.
"Are we going to let him out soon, if word gets out we keep people in cages, our family businesses will be in trouble," Y/n mentioned, looking around to see if anyone else would do something. With no one making the move she just sighed to herself and went over to the couch to read a novel. 
"I want you to teach me how to make a woman happy!" He exclaimed. "I'm going to run out of time. Please, won't you teach me? You're a host because you like girls, you like bringing a smile to a girl's face. That's why you do it, right? Please won't you teach me how to be like you?" Shiro begged. "You're a genius at it, you're the king!"
"Well, you may be a brat, but I admire your desire to become a host, so I'll teach you!" Tamaki decided. "You know Shiro, you and I are so much alike.”
"Here we go," Y/n looked up from her book to see the gleaming Tamaki, his pridefulness returned.
"Then you'll help me become a host that can make any woman happy?" Shiro grinned.
"Of course, making women happy is the sole purpose of being a host," Tamaki explained. "If this is what you really want Shiro, then you'll have to figure out how to use the material you already have.”
"What does that mean?"
"You see, here at the Ouran Host Club, our policy is to use our individual personality traits to meet the needs of our guests," Kyoya began. "For example, there's Tamaki, who is the princely type, strong silent type, boy lolita type, little devil type, cool type, and natural type," Kyoya showed, lastly pointing to Haruhi. "Now we are complete with Y/n, the special, caring type," He finished, the group now standing next to each other.
"Special, caring?" Y/n repeated
"It would seem that right now we have a perfect blend of characteristics, so it's going to be difficult to find a new type for Shiro," Kyoya confessed.
"If you go by his age, he should be the boy Lolita type."
"But Honey-senpai already has that covered," Kaoru told his brother.
"Is he going to replace me?" Honey worried.
"He's more like a tsundere type," Y/n mentioned, moving over by Haruhi.
"Oh, come on, is that all you got?" A voice wondered, soon motor noises were heard and Renge, once again, appeared from the ground.
"What's up with this place, it's supposed to be a music room," Haruhi voiced to Y/n, Y/n just shaking her head.
"Not all rich people's buildings are like this," Y/n commented. "Though at my house, we have a fish tank that comes out of the ground."
"Sorry to interrupt gentleman, but what's with the lackluster character analysis? I must say I'm quite disappointed, I thought I taught you better," She expressed.
"Alright Miss manager, how would you work Shiro into our collection of characters?" Tamaki queried. “He can't be the boy Lolita because Honey's already got that covered."
"You just don't get it, do you? Now listen up, there are plenty of girls out there who have a thing for younger boys or boys with baby faces," Renge told the group. "These girls would be considered Shota fans. Now, Shota can be a fairly broad category so it's important to know that the genre can be broken down into many different smaller sub-categories," She pointed.
"For example, shota fans with an interest in Lolita boys would favor a boy like Haninozuka-senpai," Renge told the boys, most of them listening carefully, Kyoya taking notes and Y/n peaking over to look at his notes. "But this little boy is different. If I had to pick a character for him... Yes! He'd be the naughty boy type without a doubt,"
"So tsundere?" Y/n voiced, looking at her friend who was currently trying to stifle a laugh.
"The naughty type?" Shiro repeated, someone blowing a whistle.
"Now to play up the naughty type, you should wear shorts," Renge bent down, noticing that he was wearing shorts, and she blew the whistle again. "You've got to have bumps and bruises, give him some scars!" She encouraged the twins who were putting bandages and drawing marks on Shiro.
"I don't think that Shiro needs to"
"Run like a spoiled child! Make it reckless!" Renge demanded. "Now I want you to trip and make it big!" Shiro ran and tripped on a rope, landing harshly. "Are you okay little boy? Now give them your catchphrase!"
"No big deal, it was nothing," He responded proudly.
"That was perfect! Absolutely perfect Shiro!" Renge beamed.
"That was outstanding," Tamaki clapped. "I never knew you were such a great coach, Renge."
"I've had enough of you people," Shiro yelled, gaining the attention of everyone. "This is so stupid, none of this is ever gonna help me make her happy.”
"Her?" Y/n pondered, watching the boy run away.
"Wait, Shiro! We haven't taught you how to apply the techniques you've learned yet," Tamaki called out to him.
"I swear younger boys are good for nothing. I went to all that trouble to coach him and he quits," Renge complained, disappearing back into the ground.
"I can't believe he ditched us just because he didn't like the lesson, what a selfish little brat," Tamaki ranted, clearly annoyed at losing his apprentice.
"I don't think he wanted us to assign him a personality. He had said 'she', he wants to impress a specific girl." Y/n tried to reason with the upset Tamaki. 
"Also, didn't you hear him mention that he was going to run out of time," Haruhi added. "What could that mean?"
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Soon enough the club came up with a plan. They knew that the young boy needed some help and they were going to be the ones to do it, after all, he needed help impressing a girl and that was the club's specialty. Their genius plan was to send in Y/n and Honey as students at the elementary school in hopes of finding out more about Shiro and the mystery lady.
"I don't get why I'm a part of this," Y/n whispered, pouting underneath her mask.
"It will be okay N/n-chan. It was so easy to sneak in," Honey reassured her, wearing an elementary school uniform himself. "And wearing this uniform, I look like I'm in elementary school."
"Yeah I agree, I get why they wanted you. But I don't get why they needed me, I don't exactly resemble an elementary schooler with my size. Not to forget that I'm wearing a middle school uniform," Y/n looked down at her dress, and moved a hand to feel her braid. Along with the new outfit Y/n also had to put some dark blush on her cheeks, putting it on the parts that could be seen above her mask. "I don't get the point of these disguises."
In front of the two club members, some actual students just peered at them in confusion.
"Oh there's a reason, a damn good one," Tamaki muttered before Honey grabbed onto Y/n’s wrist and helped lead her down the hall. 
"Isn't she the cutest!" The twins adored.
"I don't think Y/n is happy about this," Haruhi commented.
"Look at her in that miniskirt, Y/n looks like a model," Tamaki admired.
"So, basically you just wanted to see her dressed up like that," Kyoya realized, watching Tamaki peek at the two 'undercover' members walking down the hall. Though Honey and Y/n weren’t easily seen since by then they had already made it into the classroom.
"This is it, Shiro-chan's classroom," Honey told her, opening the door.
"Okay, let's try not to cause any more attention than we already have," Y/n told him.
"When I was in elementary school, this was my classroom too!" Honey ran around.
"Wait, there is no one here," Y/n whispered to herself.
"So the kid's classroom is empty, is it?" Tamaki walked in.
"This surely takes me back," The twins reminisced, wandering around the classroom. The club members all walked around, looking around the desks, at the chalkboard, and checking out the bookshelves, they were reminded of their childhoods. 
"I wonder if my doodles are still on my desk," Kaoru wondered.
"Doubtful, the school changes out the desks every year," Kyoya informed them.
"Every year, at our schools they keep the same ones. If we were lucky they would somewhat clean them," Haruhi mentioned, following after them.
"If you guys are just walking in like nothing, what was the point of us wearing these?" Y/n pondered, gesturing down to her uniform in annoyance.
"Don't worry about it," Hikaru voiced.
"There's no one here to catch us," Kaoru reassured her. But as if he had just jinxed everyone, soon enough they could hear the echoing of footsteps in the hall. In the assumption that it was a teacher, they all ducked down under the desks.
"If the teacher finds us," Hikaru began.
"We'll have a hard time explaining how we snuck in," Kaoru finished.
"This is why I told you guys we should wait outside," Haruhi scolded them, while the twins then commented back, now the three first years bickering. 
"Be quiet, we don't want the teacher finding us," Y/n warned them, putting a finger to her lips. They waited a few silent moments before they could recognize that the footsteps had dispersed. Just to be sure, Y/n got up first and checked around before signaling everyone else to come out, "He's gone, but how are we going to find Shiro-kun?" She queried.
"Well, here's something interesting," Kyoya stated, looking at photos. The rest of the members surrounded Kyoya, all filing up beside him to look at what he had found.
"What did you find?" Haruhi questioned and in response, Kyoya pointed to a certain photo. "Hey! That's Shiro."
"So he's into classical music."
"He's also with a girl. Maybe that's the girl he was talking about," Y/n realized, turning around and looking at the group.
"There's Shiro-chan!" Honey pointed out to a classroom near the one they were in. He was seen talking with a girl before she had moved over to a piano bench to start playing. At the notice of another elementary girl from the same class exiting the classroom, Tamaki walked over to her.
"Excuse me, Mademoiselle," Tamaki started, catching her attention. "I've never seen a rose more lovely than you, my dear. Here, this is for you," He offered up the flower, bowing a little and then shortening his stance so they were more eye level. "I was wondering if you could tell me anything about that young lady playing the piano. Do you know her?"
"That's Kameeshido, Hina," The little girl told him.
"Her name is Hina?" Tamaki repeated.
"That's right, but you better not fall in love with her."
"Why?"
"Didn't you know? Hina has to move away soon. Her dad just got a new job in Germany, so they have to move there at the end of the week," She told him, waltzing away while smelling the pretty flower. 
"What do you think you're doing?!" Shiro yelled. "I want you idiots to leave immediately!" He rushed over to where the group was, face as red as a beet. But Tamaki made no reaction, just picked up the smaller boy and put him over his shoulder. "Put me down! What are you doing? Ah!" Tamaki made no hesitation in making the way out of the building with the rest of the club following behind, still carrying the flailing boy.
"It's time to go, gentleman, Y/n,” He paused for a few seconds, turning his head around the best he could to peer at Shiro, “Quit thrashing around," Tamaki deadpanned. 
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Once they all finally made their way back to Ouran Highschool Tamaki had just plopped the boy onto the sofa.
"What is your problem, you big idiot!" Shiro snapped.
"I'm sorry, but you're the idiot. You said you wanted me to teach you how to make women happy. But that's not it, is it? You're not concerned with the happiness of just any woman. You've got your sights set on one woman in particular. You only care about one, and that's Kamishiro Hina," Tamaki objected. "When you care for someone, you must find the courage to express what is in your heart. You have to tell her how you feel about her."
"It doesn't matter anymore, I've run out of time. I just wanted to hear her play before she left for good, that's all," Shiro expressed, staring at his hands in his lap, refusing to make eye contact with Tamaki. 
"That piece she played, it's Mozart Sonata in D major for two pianos, isn't it?" Tamaki wondered, walking over to a curtain in the corner and pulling it back to show a beautiful, shining piano.
Haruhi turned towards Y/n, "Wait a minute, since when is there a grand piano in here?"
"Well, this is a music room after all," Kaoru told her, shrugging his shoulders.
"So, why wouldn't it have a grand piano?" Hikaru asked her.
"It is a music room," Kyoya asserted.
"It is a music room," Mori repeated.
"It's always been there, we just had it covered up," Honey explained happily bouncing over to where the piano stayed.
"It's such a nice piano too," Y/n admired taking a few steps to the musical instrument herself. She placed a hand on the top, admiring the keys, and before reaching over to play one Tamaki had taken a spot on the bench. He peered up at the girl, a soft smile on his features, and began to play himself. Shiro watched Tamaki in his prime who was playing a mystical piece and taking multiple peaks up to look over at Y/n’s expression.
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Whenever there was an ounce of free time Shiro would be right on the bench learning to mimic the rapid finger movements that Tamaki possessed, all working towards completing the goal of expressing himself to Hina.
It didn’t take long, with all the effort and time Tamaki had taken to teach the young boy soon enough he was prepared to play the piece himself. On a special day, the host club invited Hina to come to Music Room 3, dressing up for the young girl in anticipation of the cute moment that awaited.  
"Welcome princess, we've been waiting," They all announced.
"I present to you, Takaoji Shiro’s piano recital," Tamaki introduced. He took Hina’s much smaller arm in his own, joining together at the arm, and pushed out a seat for her to sit near the piano and Shiro.
"Let's play together Hina," Shiro stated, and very happily the girl obliged. She pulled up her chair more to the other piano starting to play while he played his. It was a truly beautiful musical melody, the two kids glancing back at one another while passionately playing the piece. It was a comforting and rewarding scene for the club to witness. Just the two gleeful children indulging in some musical enjoyment.
"We did a good thing," Tamaki observed the two, with a smile on his face. Y/n looked at him, her eyes scrunched up a bit to show she was smiling underneath the mask. It was on this day she got to peak into Tamaki’s interior a bit more, he was a man who had such a large passion for guiding others. 
"You did Tamaki-senpai, you aren't too bad," She laughed as a small blush appeared on his cheeks with a certain admiration sparkling in his eyes. 
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A week later Shiro came in to see the host club once again.
"So, you've been exchanging emails with Hina now that she's in Germany?" Haruhi inquired.
"That's great Shiro-kun," Y/n complemented.
"Yeah, I like her but she can get pretty jealous for an elementary school girl. She'd be upset if she knew I was with you ladies, so let's keep this our little secret," He confessed to the girls surrounding him on the couch and nearby chairs. 
"Naughty boys are the best!"
"I could kiss you."
"Ah, you little brat, those are my guests!" Tamaki fumed.
"Well it looks like they have found someone they like better," Shiro voiced. "It was so easy to steal your customers, I think there's a new host king in town."
"I thought he'd make it through without exploding this time," Kaoru and his brother expressed holding down the blonde.
"We should have known he was gonna blow up sooner or later," Hikaru realized.
"I'm going to assume Tamaki-senpai was also a spoiled brat as a child," Y/n declared, making her way over to Kyoya.
"I was not a spoiled brat! I was nothing like him when I was a kid! I was a sweet, innocent, precocious, adorable child," He whined.
"Of course senpai," Y/n voiced sarcastically. "And I was living in a commoner's home growing up," To this comment the twins broke out in loud laughter. 
"Wait what does that mean? Do you not believe me? Wait Y/n!"
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next chapter - Jungle Pool SOS!
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oikasugayama · 1 month
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Bsd chart for how loud the guys are in bed? Please? Maybe?
you requested this on jan. 6 and i really took my time.........thank you for your patience (: i'm not necessarily back, but i've been wanting to post something for a while~
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They're louder than they realize...
Atsushi, Poe, and Ranpo. (All three get completely lost in the throes of passion and don't realize to the slightest extent how loud they're being.)
They're loud and they're absolutely unapologetic.
Mori, Chuuya, Nikolai, Tachihara. (Three of them (M, N, T) are cocky and essentially putting on a show for you of how good they feel, whereas Chuuya is just naturally vocal and isn't going to hide it.)
You honestly expected them to be louder...
Akutagawa (is naturally quiet and does not change in bed), Dazai (is so stunned by the touch of someone he's finally let in that his whimpers and moans are all breathy and soft), Fukuzawa (is too calm to be loud-- he can control himself very well).
They try to keep themselves from being too obnoxious.
Ango, Fyodor, Kunikida. (While Fyodor may be embarrassed to be loud lest you realize the control you have over him, the other two are quiet out of some misconception that you wouldn't think it's attractive for them to be loud.)
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mncxbe · 1 month
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𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭...
ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑𝒄𝒘: nsfw, age gap implied, subby men~ they cry a bit, overstimulation, wish that was me
Men who live for those few hours between work and sleep that they get to spend with you. Their job is awfully stressful– just problems after problems and incompetent underlings they need to deal with every day. There's too much responsibility, too much pressure and weight on their shoulders, but you're always there to take it away.
Men who don't even bother with pleasantries before loosening their tie and grumbling about how tiring work is. When they slump on the cushy mattress in your bedroom you're right beside them, helping them take off their clothes while you listen to them vent about their day. "Don't worry, dear, I got you" you reassure them in that soothing voice of yours and they can already feel their frustrations melting away.
Men who let you take the lead, willingly submitting to you because they're so tired of always having to be in charge and ordering people around. It's a nice change of pace– them laying limp between the crisp sheets while you rock your hips against theirs, their cock nestled deep inside your sweet cunt. In moments like these, they finally allow themselves to slip off the mask they're forced to wear every day and just be.
Men whose minds go blank when you praise them for their work. Just knowing that you appreciate and value what they do, that you acknowledge their worries makes the knot in the pit of their stomach thighten. It doesn't take long for them to grip your hips and squirm under your weight, their breath coming out quicker, shallower as gruff moans fall from their lips. When they cum their whole body tenses up, milky white seed spilling deep inside you. "You're so good for me tonight, darling. Think you can take more?" you ask and of course they can. They're good for you, always.
Men who lose all their composure after you coax a few more orgasms out of them. They can barely keep their gaze locked on yours from that sweet mixture of pleasure of pain making their head spin– it hurts, they feel like they can't physically take it anymore, but they don't have the heart to stop you. After all, this is their only escape from those straining jobs and duties and if relishing this sheer bliss meant being so vulnerable and completely at your mercy they'd gladly do it.
Men who don't bother to hide the pretty tears brimming at the corner of their eyes and choke on heavy sobs as you keep riding them. "Poor you..." you coo, brushing away the tears with your fingertips, your touch soft as silk against their rougher skin "You really needed this didn't you darling?" They nod eagerly, hissing sharply when you start bouncing on their cock again– they can feel each drag of your gummy walls against his cock and it's driving them crazy. Frankly, the fact that they're still hard after cumming so many times is a miracle, but you seem adamant to get another orgasm out of them. "Come on, you can do it just one more. Wanna make sure you really fill me up this time, ok?" you urge nonchalantly as if his lap wasn't already covered in sticky cum and slick.
Men who cry out praises and thank yous as they reach their high for the nth time that night, their back slightly arching off the bed before melting back into the mattress. They peer at you through droopy eyes, their grip on your thighs or waist loosening as you lay on their chest with their cock still sheathed inside you. Their heart flutters when you kiss their face oh so softly and lovingly, they feel so warm and welcomed in your embrace and swear they could fall asleep like this every night. But hey, they actually can and do, because you're always there for them, ready to soak them in your love.
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𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺: 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐢, 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐞, 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢, 𝐊𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐚, 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚, 𝐅𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚, 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐨, 𝐍𝐚𝐨𝐲𝐚 (𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠)
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rae-writes · 1 year
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the floor is lava!
bsd boys + reader
*all of these are optional romantic/platonic, except for Kenji, who is strictly platonic*
wc : 0.7k
a/n : quick little fun post while I work on my other shit- was missin the bsd content <3
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It was a quiet rainy day, and everyone was minding their own business (for once). Nothing could’ve possibly ruined the relaxing silence…
“THE FLOOR IS LAVA!” 
Armed Detective Agency 
Before you even have a chance to move, Dazai is jumping straight up, entire body weight and all four spangly limbs, right into your arms. Whether you can actually hold him up- or you both end up eating the floor - he’ll insist that you’re his knight in shining armor and you simply must hold him
Atsushi, on the other hand, will waste no time before swooping you off your feet, even if it means he has to stand in the ‘lava’ himself. He’d absolutely fucking sprint to you and grab you if he needed to because he is a gentleman 
And of course, to no one’s surprise, Ranpo was the one who shouted it. He already had his ass parked on top of his desk, snacks surrounding him- though he’ll make room for you to hop up if you hurry (and will share his snacks if you trip someone on their way to safety) 
In typical Kunikida fashion, he’s there to wave around his notebook and demand everyone quit playing games and get back to work. Even so, he’ll easily catch you when you jump at him, cause I mean..he wasn’t just gonna let you fall [in lava]
Fukuzawa doesn’t exactly understand, so he’ll stand and watch everyone else scramble around. He’ll also help you climb on top of a desk (with eyes crinkled at the corners in amusement)
Having never played before, Kenji will also just stand around until you grab his hand and pull him towards the couch. A quick ‘hurry!’ from you and he’s laughing and jumping on the cushions with you, listening intently when you explain the game 
Junichiro tries to climb on your chair with you, whining when you place your foot on his chest to stop him. Surprisingly, he’ll just pick you up quickly before sitting down in your spot, curling his arms around you with a huff while you guys try to keep balance on one another, keeping your feet off the ground 
Port Mafia 
Chuuya would like to say he’s all cool and suave about it, but the second he processes those words, he’s activating his ability and floating over to grab you up off the floor too. He’ll hold you over his shoulder so the two of you can throw shit at everyone else scrambling around (while hovering mockingly above their heads) 
As usual, Akutagawa is stoned face while he remains unmoving from his seat. He’ll only blink when you hop on his lap, begrudgingly choosing to entertain your antics when you insist he pull his feet off the floor. And while he isn’t necessarily playing, he will knock others off their high spots with Rashomon 
Amusing as it is, Mori has no desire to participate himself. Elise is absolutely playing (as she’s the one who shouted it), so she’ll quickly shove him off his seat and beckon you over to come sit with her. He’ll pout as you laugh, not necessarily liking that he’s the only one remaining on the floor 
Tachihara is shoving you out of the way, no fucks given, because damnit- the floor is lava! Though if you stay where he pushed you, arms crossed and fake upset expression, he’ll reach out and drag you on the crate with him
Decay of Angels 
Fyodor will simply raise an eyebrow, looking up from his book to watch everyone fumble over themselves. When you attach yourself to the back of his chair, though, he chuckles in amusement and invests his entire attention to watching you bat away Nikolai from pushing you into the ‘lava’. He’ll offer up his seat after a while if you’re still playing 
[After being told what the game is beforehand] Sigma, still a bit hesitant, will tug on your hand and ask if you wanna share the table with him. He’ll gladly watch everyone else as they play, but if you ask, he’s happy to help you sabotage them too 
Without question, Nikolai is the one who shouted it. He’ll eagerly shove a chair your way, placing his own a few feet beside it. Entirely ignoring the chaos he’s created, Nik now busies himself with going back and forth with you, trying to knock each other off your chairs- and he will use his ability to try and cheat
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Hello may I request a Platonic! Dazai x Mother! Reader.
Basically, Reader is Dazai’s biological mother, but of course he doesn’t know and grew up thinking he had no mother for the majority of his life, and Reader watched over him during his Mafia days, watching and protecting him in the shadows while putting up a front and working besides Hirotsu, who along with Mori knew they were related. So before and during the Dark Era, reader and Mori made a deal that if Dazai left the Mafia, she would be forced into isolation with no contact with the outside world, but if Dazai stayed, the reader would finally be able to speak with her son as a mother instead of a stranger. Obviously, Dazai left, and it wasn’t until the whole fiasco with Fyodor and the vampire outbreak that during the scene with Chuuya “shooting” Dazai in the head, he finally heard his mother’s voice of sorrow and anger shouting to Fyodor, “What have you done to my son?!”
(The ending is up to you and how Dazai reacts and if you write this as Yandere or not. P.S. I love your works and I am an absolute fan of your Zhongli/Albedo! Reader, Yandere BSD fic❤️)
𝙰:𝚗- 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝... 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝.
𝙷𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢.
𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙳𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚒. (𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌).
𝙵𝚎𝚖!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚒 𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚒
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙵𝚎𝚖! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝙵𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚣𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚈𝚞𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚑i
Part 2
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What was a mother like for him...? Dazai does not know.
He doesn't remember his parents much either... Perhaps abandoned him? Perhaps he is worth nothing in the eyes of his parents... Even his mother must be ashamed to birth him... Right?
Dazai always felt incomplete as he Stared the happy families which he... Wish he had too.
That was until, Mori brought him to Port mafia.
Perhaps he truly belongs to... Bloodshed?
Perhaps not...
But his heart melt when you came to his life.
You were apart of Black Lizards... Well not that much but some... Connected mission you does so.
You were about 35 or perhaps more then that?.
To be honest... You yourself was shocked to see your son in port mafia.
Even if you want to approach him... Ask how the father was... You knew somehow he... The father must have past away leaving... Dazai alone.
Don't get y/n wrong... She was a victim of Teenage pregnancy... The father offered her money to birth a boy for him to inherit his property as a refine man
As your parents left a huge debt onto your life you agreed.
But somehow... Dangle yourself with Hirotsu your... Friend... Perhaps? You can say that way even If he is older then you but.
He was the one offered you to join Port mafia.
Unaware of the fact Dazai have no one with him... To call a family...
Only through Him appeared with Mori had you realise your guilt.
You blame yourself not trying to find the fact if your son was okay.
Perhaps money does blinded your motherly nature.
But... All you can do was smile warmly at him.
Despite Kouyou who take upon you too... She respect you like an older sister and watch over Dazai for you too when you are out.
But... Perhaps that was a fault on your part to be attach with your son... Who doesn't realise your his mother.
Honestly you were very much concern when he ask you to suicide with him.
It was... Heartwrenching on your part.
But slow it was yet, you stay with Dazai... Like a mother... No to ease your guilt for leaving him almost 13 years of his life.
He was an just a baby a year old when you left him... You can't blame him if he forget you... As you are the fault here.
"L/n-san! Did you know what happen today?" Asked Dazai who happily sat beside you and side hug you as you gently smile at him.
"What happen today? Dazai?"
"Today I burn a farm! It was accident but thankfully those people which we need to kill are dead now"
"So you completed your mission?"
"Yep! And I eventually hurt my head!"
"Are you fine now? Shall we go to Boss?"
"Nope! Just kiss my forehead and it will be better!" Said Dazai as you chuckle slightly yet does so.
He oftens stays beside you laying his head on your lap as you let him sleep.
He felt close to you... Perhaps if he had a mother... If she is alive maybe... Will she care like you do? He often thought that way while letting himself cuddle to you.
As much as he hate sharing your warmness you also care for Akutgawa... Well leading him to take some... Steps which concern you.
Akutagawa start avoiding you afraid he will disappoint Dazai.
Your ability was not for fighting more likely telepathy. You can talk to people afar through telepathy if you wanted to and... The fact you read mind because of it.
𝙿𝚢𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗: your ability name.
Perhaps that is the reason why 𝙼ori was fond of you... Short of way.
He knows Dazai is your son and you care a lot.
Despite him should not value much but for an tiny bit he kind of find peace been with you.
"Did you know, Y/n-chan"
"Hmm?" Your gentle e/c eyes side glance at Mori who hold onto Elise hands who on the other hand holds yours.
Afar it might look like a family but you aren't far from that thought.
"Some colleagues were wondering if we were married of sort before I... even became the boss you often stay around for me" said Mori as your gentle smile never wavered.
"Oh? But I do say, Boss you should get married unless you plan on dying single"
"Your indeed correct but I cannot find a women who is kind or tolerable for me"
"Are you searching for one?"
"Not really... Perhaps I already have someone on my mind" said Mori who stopped and faced you.
You blink slightly confused as Mori gently hold your left hand.
"There are women's that come and go even if I trust my ability as a sole... You have also become an important piece on my life, Y/n"
"...what... are-" his other hand gently stroke your face as your eyes widen staring up at him.
'I know you will read my thoughts... But I guess it will better this way...' Thought Mori to you as your eyes widen by his confession.
'Will you marry me y/n? And solely be apart of my life?'
"...but what if, I betray you?"
"Will you?" Said Mori who let out a chuckle as he stepped away abit as your mind race with thought of confusion as the only word came to your mind.
'Reject him'
"Well I will give you time to think..." Said Mori leaving with Elise who chuckle and walk away with your mind been blank of what to think.
Your heart was forever close for anyone except your son whom you love dearly as a mother should.
But... Loving another man? Yes Mori have been kind to you and you knew him when he was just an underground doctor.
You even met Fukuzawa too who told you to leave Mafia.
But you couldn't.
You can't leave your son.
And before that you couldn't.
You cared about Hirotsu.
Who is only friend of yours that was with you when your parents sucided themself.
Time past by as you were more likely ignore the question of that day.
As One day Dazai left.
He left without a word.
As much as it hurted you.
You knew it was better perhaps that friend of his have really change Dazai for better.
You could only wish to see your son been in good well.
Even if Akutagawa was hesistant he still stay with you as you cared for him as he was indeed your son student.
Both the siblings admit your like a mother for them and you even encouraged them to call you their mother of sort.
But...
When Dazai left you knew your fate was sealed.
"What do you think, Y/n-chan? Do you like white or red dress as a wedding dress?" Asked Mori while selecting dresses with Elise looking in choosing some accessories.
"Anything... Will be fine Mori-san..."
"Now now, You should call Ougai now no?" Said Mori who smile and gently hold your face sway away strand of hairs of yours from your face.
"After all, We will be together and you will be my wife soon, Isn't it lovely and honour for you to be my wife?"
"..."
He squeeze your face tighter as you try your best to smile a bit.
"Ye-yeah... Ougai-san..."
"Good very good... It is a shame Dazai will be unaware that I will be his soon step dad... Ah the irony but don't worry Y/n-chan I really like you... But more likely your ability is something which I cannot let you leave Mafia again" as Mori lean to your ear as you could feel his warm breath to yours.
"Never are you... Going to leave me, understood?"
"Y-yes Ougai-san"
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But perhaps fate will bring the truth to your son... Well... More likely Ada told him the truth.
"...what do you mean?" Muttered Dazai as he side glance at Ranpo who told him the truth with Fukuzawa nodding with a frown present.
"Y/n l/n... Is your biological mother"
"...why did she left me then? And why did she come to my life again instead... Why?" Asked Dazai as he couldn't care if he is over showing his emotions.
As gentle as you are Fukuzawa frown that not a bit of Dazai resemble you perhaps the father infected him more.
Though some part he is slightly glad you never married anyone else after The birth of Dazai.
Either way, Dazai was asking what they meant truly.
"Your mother gave birth to you when she was only... 16 perhaps yeah... Been force to pay debt of her late parents she was offered money to birth a son by your father... Your mother was tossed away and given money when you were just a year old. Unaware of your life that your father passed away soon after and... Your Uncle took away your inheritance leaving you... Somewhere either way... Yeah it is y/n l/n your mother"
"...all this time... She was so close to me... Yet I never knew... I have to meet her and ask her about it.. If she know it too or even-"
"That's not the reason why we told you" said Ranpo as Dazai was abit confused as he quickly composed himself with a stiff smile.
"What do you mean?"
Fukuzawa handed Dazai a card who was confused with Fukuzawa frown present on his lips.
"Y/n was a close one even for me too... But perhaps in time she choose.... The port mafia boss Mori"
"...what kind of joke is this" muttered dazai as Fukuzawa nod.
"Either she is forc-"
"She have to be forced! Y/n- no mother never love Mori-san... And Mori-san value her for her ability.... We have to save Mother!" Said Dazai as he glance at Ranpo then Fukuzawa.
"Please... Since mother was close to you too, Save her from the marriage!"
"..." Fukuzawa let out a sighed as Ranpo side glance at the president and let out a chuckle.
"Seems... Like president gonna get another son beside me and I am getting a mother!" said Ranpo leading Fukuzawa to side glare at Ranpo with slightly flustered face as Dazai blink twice as his eyes widen in realisation.
"Even if... we save mother that doesn't mean I'm letting mother marry you!"
"...shut it concentrate on saving her from marriage first"
"Listen to your father, Dazai! And even Your older brother, me!"
"Ranpo/- San shut it"
"Now... you both are aiming me for nothing!"
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𝙰:𝚗- 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚢/𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕! 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚢/𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕!
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A wide smirk finds its way to his face when he sees how your face twitches with pain as you struggle to get up. You look so cute, trying to suck it up and act all tough; but with the way his eyes are surveying you? You won't get your way out of this one.
"Awwww, is my darling feeling a bit sore?"
His voice is so lively and vivid that you don't have to bother to know that he's enjoying himself, and from how his playful smile is getting wider and wider.
He chuckles when you throw him a blanket- which he catches in the air with no attempt-, and when you finally feel motivated enough to get off the bed, his hands suddenly pull you back down, caging you in his arms as he presses your face on his chest.
"Well, I'm sorry love; but you're the one who was begging for more after all, remember? You can't possibly think that I'll hold myself back when you look at me with your pretty eyes like that, hmm?"
You know you should kick him and get away from his stupid smug ass; but, it's just that... He feels so warm, so comfortable when he pulls the blanket up to your neck again and presses you in his arms harder. His soft lip peppering your neck is not helping at all; it only makes you face the reality of how much you crave his touch, his attention, anything that comes from him.
So you swallow your pride, hide your face in the crook of his neck as you let out a small sigh. There's nothing else you can do when his embrace feels this safe and welcoming, right?
His hand runs through your hair as he presses one last kiss to your forehead, making your heart flutter at how caring he actually is.
"Stay with me a bit more, sweetheart. Then we'll go and take a bath together, hmm? How does that sound? I know you love it when I wash your hair in the shower. If you behave well I might as well give you a relaxing massage. I mean, I should take responsibility for the mess I made out of you, shouldn't I?"
DAZAI, DAZAI, DAZAI, NIKOLAI, Fyodor, Chuuya, Ranpo, Tachihara, MORI, Suga, KUROO OMG-, Atsumu, Suna, Iwaizumi, OIKAWA, GOJO, Toji, Sukuna, Geto, Light, MELLO, Vanitas, Inosuke, Shinazugawa
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gelus-ugs · 11 months
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OHSHC members when you flirt with them
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Prompt: “Did it hurt…when you fell from heaven?”
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Haruhi Fujioka
“Huh?”
Genuinely confused
She has no romantic experience whatsoever, so she has no idea if you’re flirting with her or not
“Thank you..I guess?”
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Kaoru Hitachiin
“Oh.”
His face turns SO red and he freezes
He basically malfunctions 💀
I wholeheartedly believe that this man has never been actually flirted with
“Thank you..”
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Hikaru Hitachiin
“Why, of course not. The very sight of your gorgeous face was enough to break my fall”
HOW IS HE SO SMOOTH-
He redirects the flirting to you
INTENSE EYE CONTACT SHAKDB
He’s simply a pro 🤷🏾‍♂️ (and the opposite of his brother)
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Tamaki Suoh
“Of course not, my dear. I had you to catch me”
Flirts back 💀
You bet your ass he took a hold of your hand and kissed the back of it while making eye contact
Somehow a white rose ended up tucked behind your ear-
You can’t out-flirt the king 🤷🏾‍♂️
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Kyoya Ootori
Okay, I see this going two ways with this guy
“No, not really. You see, I happened to crawl from the very depths of hell”
He just ruins the mood and goes on about his day 😭
OR
“Why, shouldn’t I be asking you that, darling?”
Flirts back 🤭
He’s so smooth w it too
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Mitsukuni Haninozuka
“Awe, thank you [Nickname]-Chan!”
He gives you a kiss on the cheek before offering you a slice of cake to show his gratitude!
He’s such a cutie 🥰
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Takashi Morinozuka
He doesn’t have a verbal response
But you can tell that you caught him off guard by his body language
His eyes widen and his cheeks turn red 🤭
He gives you a kiss on the cheek as a response before walking away
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cosmic-waves7 · 9 months
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hello! can you do mori from (ohshc) with a small s/o ty!
Note: omg this is my first time writing for him, I wanna rewatch ohshc so badddd but my stupid brain refuses to watch anything twice ever .
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You. Are just so. Tiny.
You're the perfect height for him, the cuteness is too much.
Obviously you wouldn't get all that from looking at his face, you'd have more luck understanding hieroglyphics than you'd have from picking apart Mori's emotions by facial expressions alone.
But god he can barely contain himself from how precious you look.
He needs to carry you everywhere.
And when I say everywhere. I mean it.
You've nearly forgotten what it feels like to walk the school halls honestly.
Mori is a very naturally stoic personality, it's the first thing you learn when you meet him but he is so overwhelmingly protective when it comes to you.
It comes with the little things of course, constantly needing to have you either on his back or be touching you in some way.
Quietly asking if you're okay or if you need anything an ungodly amount of times per day.
naturally due to your body proportions, your hands are considerably smaller than his so his fingers just completely swallow yours up when your out strolling on school grounds or the city. Only the tips of your fingers peeking through his large hands.
Comparing hand sizes just reaffirms his need to shelter you from the world.
Omg cup his face at least once pls, he'll die.
If you don't stop him he'll feed you himself during lunch time.
He doesn't view you as childish or incapable it's just that he's so used to taking care of Honey-Senpai in this way.
And you don't really have the heart to stop him.
Speaking of honey senpai, you both are currently competing in the Mori-climbing Olympics.
First one to manage to sit on his shoulders while he walks with you both wins.
He'll snatch you up from the twins the moment they start teasing you and leaning on you to emphasize your height.
"But Moriiiii-senpai, that's not fair!"
"Yeah, Hikaru's right, give her back!"
More whining ensues.
He'll just turn away scoffing and grumbling while placing a soothing hand down your back even if you were giggling at their antics.
He might just get a scoliosis diagnosis from how often he's having to lean down to give you his full attention, he hangs onto your every word.
Wouldn't want you to think he doesn't care now, would we ?
break his back babe, he couldn't care less.
He'll swoon if you pull him down by his school uniform tie. <3
The amount of times you've been picked up by the scruff of your neck is concerning.
But to balance it all out, he's kissing your knuckles and smoothing out your hair lovingly :3
At this point you're convinced overpowering you through height is his kink or Smth but Ur not really complaining.
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nekos-nightmare · 1 year
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<BSD x Reader>
Lie Detector
A new prank pops up in your head. You secretly with Katai's help modify it a bit, when you say "I hate you", the machine will instead of a beeping sound, it will be silent. (Usually lie detectors will sound with the lies.)
Dazai, Ranpo, Mori, Fyodor: Not reaction at all.
They won't react because they know it's a prank. Instead of a harsh reaction, they just give you a gentle smile and expose you. It's pretty boring, but you just have to accept that nothing will get past them. After the prank is over, you will get a small punishment for your prank.
Fukuzawa, Hirotsu, Mushitarou, Ango: Heart Attack
They appear to be a calm and cold person on the outside, but on the inside, they are very vulnerable. They've been through so much and the only thing they don't want to happen is to be hated by you. After finding out that they were pranked, you feel a little guilty about what happened so you promise not to do it again. (Yeah, Katai will surely get caught by them and the punishment is hanging upside down, poor this guy).
Atsushi, Poe, Sigma: Crying, a lot
Tears begin to fall, they are quite fragile, and they will apologize for making you hate them. They will cry louder when they know you're just playing a prank, they're not crying because they were pranked but they're crying in happiness because it's just a lie. The guilt is overwhelming and you have to coax them all day.
Kunikida, Odasaku: Staring at you
They're just staring at you, their brains running a constant stream of thoughts looking for a reason for this. If they continue to be like this for many days, they will not be able to concentrate at work or even stop eating. After finding out about the prank, they begin to feel lighter in their hearts and beg you not to do it again.
Chuuya, Akutagawa: Immediately destroy it.
They will never believe what they see because they know it is not true. The machine was pitifully destroyed and it looked like a piece of garbage. After destroying it, they are proud to have made the right decision: "never put too much faith in technology"
Fitzgerald: Buy a new one
This man is extremely rich. He will give you another one until he gets the result he wants, even if you say it's a prank.
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sixheavens · 7 months
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rewatching ohshc makes me want to write ouran x readers so bad but is there even an audience for that anymore? pls lmk
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oikasugayama · 4 months
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YOU CATCH HIM M@STURBAT!NG pt. 4
MDNI this is a NSFW series for adults. TW: dubcon in Mori & Tetcho's (if your only comment is "I don't agree with this" or "I don't like him" pls keep it to yourself! It's fanfic it's not real!)
pt 1. Fyodor, Poe, Chuuya | pt. 2 Fukuzawa, Kunikida, Dazai | pt. 3 Ranpo, Akutagwa, Ango | pt. 4 Sigma, Mori, Tetcho | pt. 5 Atsushi, Nikolai (Finale)
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Sigma
He's learning what it is to be human after meeting the ADA and realizing he has free will. This includes learning what his own body does...
You've walked in on him touching himself many times. He'll be sitting in his office, tracing his dick through his pants, not knowing it's inappropriate that he didn't stop when you came in.
Another time he'll have his penis out under the desk, absentmindedly playing with it. When you come in he's like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar--all wide eyed and jumpy, "no i'm not doing anything, no you didn't interrupt." (you totally know what he must be doing)
Eventually you come in to find him hard, very obviously nearing an orgasm, his face is all red and he can't believe how good he's feeling. you're so desensitized to it at this point that you give him his afternoon tea anyway, and then ask him if he knows what porn is.
he says no?? what's that?? and you explain, to which he gets very excited so you bring up (on his own computer) a very tame video of someone getting a blowjob
"it's in her mouth??? he seems to really like it. what does that feel like???"
"I wouldn't know, I don't have a penis."
"you don't?"
"no, only men have penises."
that starts a whole other conversation about anatomy, and makes you start another video showing penis in vagina sex. this is when you start to feel weird and uncomfortable--maybe you shouldn't be showing him this. maybe he wasn't supposed to know this stuff and now it'll just cloud his mind so he can't work properly--
"can we try that?"
"HUH?"
"you said you have a vagina, i want to try that. can we?"
meanwhile his dick is still out, in hand, tip leaking pre-cum, and you're nearly throbbing wet but trying to play it cool.
"i mean... it's technically, like... you're only supposed to do this stuff in the privacy of your home with your partner, or someone who agrees to it if you don't have a partner."
"so if you agree we can go to my room, then. correct?"
you can't argue with his flawless logic.
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Mori
There are certain rules at the PM that you cannot afford to break. One of them is that you must meet with any executive, especially the president himself, at any time they call for you.
when you wake up from a nap in your office to not one, but two missed calls from Mori himself, you panic, instantly thinking you're going to be fired for ignoring him. You know exactly what he wants and you're not supposed to be late for these meetings.
you rush to his office, sleep lines still smushed into the side of your face from falling asleep on your hands. you have to explain to two sets of guard that he called you twice and you were only now able to get to him, and they usher you into his penthouse.
he's not in his chair overlooking the city, instead he's lying on his bed under the covers. as soon as the door closes behind you, he sits up, frowning. shirtless.
"it's been 30 minutes since i called for you."
"i apologize, sir. i was unable to get here any sooner."
"why is that?"
"i was..." you think about lying but know it won't end well. "i had fallen asleep in my office, sir."
"why are you so far away? come closer."
you summon your courage and walk to his bed, and as you get closer you realize there's movement under the blanket around his lap...
"doesn't this bed look far more comfortable than your desk?"
"yes sir..."
"good. do you know why i called you, [y/n]?"
"no sir..." you pretend.
he pushes the blankets down, revealing that he's completely naked and furiously hard. his whole cock is blushing, the tip especially an angry red.
"and now?" he asks, to which you nod meekly. he holds his hand out to you, and you take it, letting him guide you to sit on the bed.
"if you finally let me breed that tight cunt of yours i may be inclined to overlook your tardiness."
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Tetcho
you're one of the hunting dogs, and you're very adept at hand-to-hand combat. Tetcho trains with you regularly, enjoying how much endurance you have and how you manage to smile when you fight him. he quite admires you for it, actually, though he keeps it to himself
after beating him one day, you sigh as you stretch out a sore muscle and absentmindedly say that you wish there were higher stakes, because he's starting to get predictable.
this. pisses. him. off. he doesn't like being called predictable. he hates that you're losing interest in fighting him. he doesn't want you to train with anyone else, the idea makes him jealous.
he thinks about it too much for his own good, and more than once he's gotten an angry boner from it--he can't help it, alright. it happens when he's fighting you sometimes too but you've never noticed (or so he thinks)
he thinks up a way to up the stakes, to make it seem more important that you win against him, while simultaneously training privately in a new fighting style. then he waits...
finally, it happens. you happen to walk in on him while he's masturbating, and he can't help but laugh at the shocked look on your face.
"come here" he says, and you bark out a laugh, saying "no fucking way," and you try to leave his room, but he jumps up, grabs you, and drags you inside, closing the door behind you.
"you said you wanted to up the stakes, so i'm gonna up them." he says, pinning you between himself and the door. you try to shrink so his dick wont touch you, but he presses right against you.
"fight me. right now. fight me off and if you can't beat me, i get to fuck you."
"tetcho what the fuck??" you half-heartedly struggle against him, but he laughs and pins you arms above your head.
"you're out of your mind," you say, twisting your hands free and dipping under his arms.
"what, afraid to give me that pretty little pussy?"
"ew, don't talk like that!" you say, backing away from him, and he follows, strategizing how to catch you and get you in his bed
"what, you don't wanna take this fat cock in your tight little cunt?" he taunts, grabbing the base of his dick--this whole time he hasn't had pants on. your face flushes red and he doesn't miss how your eyes glance down.
he's pissed when he gets you in his bed only a minute and a brief scuffle later. "you held back," he grunts, ripping straight through your pants. "where's the fight, you mean bitch? you're tougher than that. you just want this cock huh?"
[if it wasn't obvious, he has a crush on you and you didn't fight back when he said he wanted to fuck you, because you also have a crush on him -.- pls stop leaving rude comments abt this post. i am just a person.]
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mncxbe · 17 days
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nsfw prompts 2+8+9 with Mori please 🥺💜
2– they're your superior (teacher, boss etc tw: power imbalance)
8– cuffing you to their bed (tw: bondage)
9– they buy you lingerie
ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑𝒄𝒘: he punishes you for stepping out of line
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"Now look at you, darling. You're gorgeous" mused the man in front of you, his piercing gaze taking in your pretty figure.
You were cuffed to the railing of your boss's bed, wearing nothing but a lacy set of lingerie he'd so generously gifted you a few hours ago. When you found the package on your desk along with a note that instructed you to come to his quarters that evening, you knew you'd be in for a long night.
Mori walked to the side of the bed, taking a seat next to you. The mattress sunk under his weight as he leaned closer to your body, his fingers ghosting over the inside of your thigh. "Tell me, my dear, what shall I do with you? I heard about your little trip to the Ada's office today. What made you think it'd be a good idea to schedule a meeting with Fukuzawa without consulting with me first?"
"Sir, you see... I know you were busy so I thought it'd be useful if I–"
"If you act on your own accord. You can't possibly be this stupid." His words were harsh, contrasting with the gentle caress on your thigh. His digits dipped under the wristband of your panties, slowly spreading your slick folds.
You swore you could die of embarrassment as you fumbled for words, trying to find some sort of justification for your reckless actions. Now that you looked back to it, meeting with the enemy by yourself wasn't the greatest idea.
"I'm sorry, it won't happen again." you apologised, earning a low hum from your boss. "I'm sure it won't, my dear. It's important that you don't forget your place in this organisation."
His thumb circled your needy clit, making your body jolt in pleasure. The handcuffs dug into your skin as you squirmed and you let out a whimper, your brows knitting together.
God, you were just begging to be ruined. You looked so pretty in this new set, the fabric hugging your curves so beautifully. For a moment, Mori almost forgot that this was supposed to be a punishment. Leaning over your body, his lips hovered over yours as he pulled down your underwear. You lifted your hips to aid him, your eyes never leaving his.
"Y/N, you're lucky you're so special of me, otherwise your actions would've had more severe consequences" he said shortly and you could tell by the certainty of his words that he meant it.
Before you had the chance to reply, Mori lowered himself between your legs and licked a stripe of your cunt from your hole to your clit. When he looked up at you again you felt the arousal pooling in your core. He looked so painfully handsome.
"If you behave, I might let you cum tonight." he spoke in a velvety voice as he placed kisses along your inner thigh, gently sucking on your plump skin, marking you as his "So be a good girl and let me eat you out, understood? You have to make up for a lot of things."
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missy-0-piink · 5 months
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Mori doing everything he can to get you to love him, but it seems to never work. No matter how much time or money he spends on you, you dont seem to care. He's grateful for the nights you spend with him because of how rare it is. You push him down on his bed having your way with him. You smack him, spit on him, and make him feel small. By the end of it he's crying. Begging for your love. You let him curl up on you while you dote on him, finally giving him love. But by the morning you're already gone and just as cold if not colder than last time.
I love toxic reader <3 <3
Omg stop I love needy mori who loves reader
But honestly I don’t think I could do it 😭
I’m just not a mean person even this ask is making me think “oh poor baby 🥺”
But also it’s such a high to see mori so needy and desperate for your affection. Fuck, he’d do anything just to get you to spend time with him- if sex is the only way, then he’s sure as hell going to do it
He’d try things he doesn’t even like the thought of, all with an enthusiastic tone just because he wants time with you 🥺
He’d let you humiliate him, degrade him, practically torture him, just for that fraction of time that you take care of him
He melts when he hears your sweet tone, your gently hands running along his body, scratching softly at his scalp.
He clings to you like a koala, hoping that this moments will never end.
Sometimes he tries to force himself to stay awake, but he’s always so exhausted by the end that he never succeeds staying up past you.
And each time he wakes, you’re gone, and he’s left wondering what he’s doing wrong.
🙁
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elvestoneanzelote1 · 3 months
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Hello, I saw your mother!reader post and I'm invested in it. Could I request a part 2 of it? (If you're up to it ofc)
𝙰:𝚗- 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘! 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢... 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝙸 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜...
𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 (𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎) 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙵𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚣𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖( 𝚍𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛) 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎.
𝙼𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝙳𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚒 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚗.
𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝙺𝚘𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚣𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛. (𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍)
Part 1
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The silence in the room was breathtaking more likely suffocating.
None spoke up as they took the information the boss of the port Mafia just spoke.
As you stay silently on your seat as Koyou seems to be shock about the information and worried of your condition.
You seem paler in her eyes... Despite you both having some age gap she truly considers you as someone close to her.
"Boss... You're getting married?" Asked One of them as Mori nod while smiling.
"Oh please don't tell me he lost his mind and going to marry a young child by bribing the parents" Kouyou mutters as you sigh out.
Her hand was on top of yours as she gave a gentle squeeze to yours.
"Are you alright, Y/n-san?"
"Yes, I'm... We should concentrate on what the boss is... Saying"
Kouyou hesitantly nod as her eyes flicker back to Mori who seems to be slight irritated by the questions.
"Rest assured you know the woman well instead she is a part of the Mafia itself," said Mori as the other glanced at each other confused on whom he meant.
"Isn't that right... Y/n-chan" said Mori his hands outstretched as the other's eyes slowly reverted to your head nod while not looking at any of them.
"W-wait... What?" Mutter Hirotsu is taken aback by the information so are the others.
"Wait... L/n-san..." Mutter Chuuya as he seems shocked as Kouyou's hand seems to fail as it goes limp to her side.
Her lips seemed to dry as her words came to a halt on what to say.
"Precisely it isn't a big wedding as I do not want other organization getting a whiff of it... But except her son"
"..." Your eyes widen slightly as you flinch.
"Son?" Mutter Chuuya who seems to be the last executive to know about it and was confused.
"Pretty sure he will come with open arms to accept me don't you think so, Y/n-chan?"
"..." You hesitantly nod as you prefer to be silent as Kouyou stood up from her chair.
"B-but Ougai-dono! You don't need to get married at all!"
"Well why not?"
"..."
"Perhaps... you took a liking to her?"
"...!?"
Mori chuckled as he shook his head slightly and smiled his eyes held something sinister as his gaze fixed on your form.
"If I don't do that... Y/n-chan would have run away... I can't lose her can I?"
'After all... You know me too well... And perhaps it is the fact we have been knowing well make it... All pleasant for the marriage' thought Mori as if replying to your questions.
"B-boss... May I know who... L/n-san son is?" Muttered Chuuya confused as Mori thought for a moment with a thinking pose.
His smile widened and spoke cheerily, "of course your best friend and partner... Osamu Dazai"
Chuuuta eyes widens in shock as his gaze fall on you in alarmed.
'L/n-san is that mackarel mother?!' Thought Chuuya to himself which you can clearly hear instead a headache seems to formed on your head as their thoughts screamed inside your head.
So you switch off your ability to quiet it down.
But when you does arms wrapped around your formed alarming you as you flinch by the side who is hugging you from behind.
"Unless she promised to stay in Port Mafia forever stay by my side I won't marry her instead there would not be a reason for it..."
"..."
"But why are you persistent on it ougai-dono?" Ask Kouyou who is slight confused as she knows you are loyal to Port Mafia... Right?
"Hmm... Well she did try to leave the Port Mafia just recently... Perhaps a week or two..."
"...You did what?"
"...I..."
"But the fact she try to run away from our deal was no of use if she breaks it..."
"..."
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His face snuggle close to yours as you dare not to move away despite your mind tells you to get away.
"But that's in the past now, won't you guys congratulate us together? After all she is someone we all know too well... And have stayed with me for years"
"...congratulation boss..." Some whispered as Kouyou frown a bit yet quickly smiled.
"You... Both will look good together."
"..."
"Y/n-chan she is saying something..."
"T-thank you... Kouyou... Chan" you mutter out as Kouyou nod as she quickly dismissed herself as Chuuya quickly followed her as he have a lot in mind too.
He should be happy but the fact that you eventually... Seems sadder make him felt he should do something but at the same time you did try to leave the mafia... Were they so unvalued for you?
Do you only care about your son whom you haven't met for age and try to leave the people you know in past?
"Seems... like they are taking a lot of information of thinking" mutter Mori as he side glance at you.
"But that's better... After all... You did try to leave me... Don't you value me at all y/n-chan?" Said Mori as his face leaned into your neck as he snuggle closer while his arms around your waist.
"..."
"I don't like you leaving me alright...? Even if we both don't share romantic feeling for each other... I do not like someone who have known me so well all this years of our friendship perhaps... I can't lose you..." Mutter Mori as he glance up at you as you were quiet.
"Do you understand y/n-chan?"
"Y-yes... I won't... Try to leave you"
"Good... that's what I want to hear from you" said Mori as he gave a quick peck on your right cheek and left.
You let your tears fall as you clench the hems of your dress while feeling a dread bottle up in your heart.
You just want to end this suffering instead... You wish you could leave Mafia... Away from Mori... Why does he seems so persistent on your staying... To fuel his possession over you? Or perhaps to torment you because of Dazai left the mafia.
Or perhaps both.
You wish you could have gone much earlier before anything before... Even meeting your son or maybe after the death of the previous boss... You regret not taking the offer... To leave when you get the chance...
But perhaps... You didn't want to leave that time... For the sake of Kouyou... Or Hirotsu.
You can't blame her... She lost her lover and you both are closest friends... And Hirotsu and you were known from ages... So you can't blame them both.
Perhaps your fate, your life was the curse one instead of all.
"I should just die..." You mutter within your breaths while wiping away your tears.
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"Why... Did you call me for?"
"...take a seat"
"...I won't have much time... To stay" you mutter within your breaths as you don't want to raise your voice anymore... Perhaps you wanted to cut your own tongue to stop yourself from saying something which is irrelevant of your freedom.
His silver eyes stare at yours a frown seems to be present on his lips.
"The card... Last week"
"...of you receive it?"
"It was named for Dazai... But he knowingly sent it to the office"
"Perhaps..."
"..."
".."
"You want to see your... Son?"
"..." Your eyes widen slightly as your breath hitch. The dullness seems to fate as you want to agree but you stop yourself from agreeing as it will only bring you more harm.
"No"
Unaware of the brunette who stayed behind the wall that separate the two tables.
"..." The certain ravenette frown as so does the other blue dark hair.
"Why not?"
"...If I do he will know... And I don't have the strength to reveal it..."
"..."
"...So it's better if I dont-"
"I... already know" said a familiar voice alarming you as you look up to see the same brunette that left 2 years ago.
The silence felt over the cafe.
The caramel eyes stare back at yours as it held so much meaning as his lips tremble to speak...
All the years he thought he was abandoned only to realize his mother was always with him... Just... Never the courage to see him.
"..."
"..."
"Did you... Reveal it?" You asked to Fukuzawa who nod making you frown.
"Why?"
"He should... know about it"
"..."
"...L/n-san... No mother or mom or mommy, Whatever you fit... Please... Tell me..." As his formed kneel next to yours as he hold your hands gently.
His eyes were hazy as if he would burst in tears yet he doesn't as he knows he can't be the one to be weak right nowm
"...Do you love me? Care for me?"
"I..."
"All this years you took me under your wings bidding the fact I'm your son... Why?"
"...I couldn't... I know you will be mad at me for... Abandoning you... For-"
"It's not your fault instead... We are together here now... And you don't have to hide it anymore... Mom..."
"..." You let out a sighed as you don't know what to say.
His hands gave a gentle squeeze to yours.
"...sorry to bother but we don't have much time as the boss of mafia will be suspicious and I don't want only him to hov over your affection" said The raventte alarming you as he slightly pushed.
"Huh?"
"Ranpo," said Fukuzawa as he urged him not to say something stupid or embarrassing as he smile brightly at you ignoring Fukuzawa and Dazai shock formed.
"Since... We are having family gathering I was wondering why don't you meet your step son, if you marry The president"
"...what?"
Fukuzawa face flushed slightly red as he dragged Ranpo up as he apologise.
You were stunned and confused as Dazai gave an unreadable expression towards them.
"About the marriage of Mori-san.. And you"
"..."
"Was it... your will? Mom?" Asked Dazai as his eyes cautiously ask you as he was saying it to be a no.
I mean who wants a pedo- the one who ruined his suicide attempts which is slightly grateful because he met his mother, you but... That doesn't give Mori a green light to be his stepfather.
"..."
"Ignore About what Ranpo said but... Tell us about it y/n... If it isn't your will... I promise you that... I will find a way to break it off"
Ranpo whistle in the background saying a declaration of love while Yosano sighed but chuckle abit while watching the scene.
Dazai hands squeeze tighter to yours as he gave an unreable stare to Fukuzawa.
"...I try to leave Port... Mafia"
"..."
"Mori-san wouldn't have purpose to marry me... If I didn't try to leave port Mafia... "
"...What's the nonesene... why can't you leave?" Asked Ranpo with a pout as Fukuzawa's eyes narrowed.
"Why can't you leave?"
"I don't know... He seems persistent... About it" you mutter as you can't hear what they were thinking as Dazai doesn't let go of your hand as if he is stopping you to know their plan.
"...Then we will have a deal with Port Mafia"
"H-huh?"
"For your freedom..."
"B-but that's..."
"And all you have to do is stay as our loving mother!" Said Ranpo raising Yosano hand who was alarmed to be dragged while Dazai frown muttering he won't give your attention to them.
"Exactly... what Ranpo said"
"..!?!" The four of you went alarmed by Fukuzawa words as he kneel down in your table his eyes held some sort of seriousness which you cannot tell as Dazai back away more likely was taken away by Kunikida to let President have his moment
....which was very kind of Kunikida.
As your eyes widen in shock what he said next.
"For your freedom we just want you to stay with us..." His words were sincere if you didn't have mind reading ability you would have agreed yet you eventually on your ability as soon as Dazai was taken to side to only hear his thought making your whole form freeze.
'Even it meant for us to force you...'
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A:n- that's all! Good day/night to all take care!
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i’d like to request space song with dazai (specifically pm!dazai) hurt/comfort scenario,, reader comforting dazai during a breakdown or smth :(
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Pairing: Pm! Dazai x Fem! Reader(platonic)/Mori x 27! Reader
Type: Oneshot
Genre: Comfort/Fluff
Warnings: Long winded commas, Stormbringer spoilers/mentions, Dark Era mentions, Oda's death, mentions of war, mentions of Yosano's backstory, Mori being a bitch, slight yandere Mori mentions, kinda went off topic..
Synopsis: Dazai finally found someone who saw him for who he was and when his dearest friend died, he finds himself finding comfort in her embrace like a child being comforted by his mother.
A/n: Hey.. Please state if you want it to be romantic/platonic.. since you didn't say which one you want, I'll do the latter. Reader is implied to be 27 while Mori is 33. Reader is like a mother to Dazai. I kinda wrote this without thinking so I am so sorry.
Event // Pm. Masterlist // M.Masterlist
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Dazai Osamu is the feared Demon Prodigy, the youngest underboss in the history of Port Mafia, the boss' right hand man, a genius; but deep down he was a child. A child misguided to do the wrong deeds, a lonely child used as a tool by others, a child who got affiliated with a mafioso at the age of fourteen, after an attempt in suicide. He was suicidal, a child at his age should be thinking of academics instead of how to end a war with another organization with the least casualties for his own gain. He could not see the purpose in living. Nobody saw him for who he was, it was never Osamu Dazai. Everything changed when he was fifteen, he met someone who gave him a reason to live for, someone who didn't judge him.
"sir, the boss has called you to his office" A black car stopped just beside of where he stood in the street.
"A mailman huh. I guess it really is important for Mori-san" he sighed, entering the back door of the car. It has almost been a year after Mori made him his 'witness' and succeeded as the Port Mafia boss.
The drive was silent, nobody said a word. The mailman was focused on driving and Dazai was looking out the window, observing people and their daily activities.
"We're here" The mailman said before the car stopped.
"mhm" He muttered opening and closing the door shut, and he drove away.
He was very familiar with the building. The five building-like-towers in the heart of Yokohama, the middle one being the tallest of all; where the Port Mafia boss, Mori Ogai lies. He reaches the highest floor and was eventually greeted by the guards, as he arrived he saw the boss and an unfamiliar woman sitting on the boss' desk, reading a document.
"Boss" He cleared his voice making his presence clear as the both of them talked.
"ah.. Dazai-kun" Mori shifted his attention from the woman to him.
"Sit down please" He offered while Dazai walked over to the small chair in the middle of the room. Mori made his his way towards another chair and sat down across him. She took documents on top of the desk after grabbing a brown, vintage briefcase. Making her way towards the door, Mori began explaining to Dazai. The only sound that feel the room was her heels clacking to the tiled floor until Mori finally spoke up.
"As you know Dazai-kun, the previous boss has returned.. based on the information you acquired from investigating Subarachi(?) city, it may have a lead on this 'Arahibaki' and by coincidence it seems that the Sheep King is looking for the so called God of Destruction" He explained.
"and?" He replied, clearly uninterested.
"He's suggesting that you work with Nakahara Chūya, if possible make him join the Mafia" She walked passed them, handing Dazai the documents she read earlier.
"Mhm, and you are?" Dazai asked before reading the documents. She continued to walk towards the door before Mori stopped her by ordering the guards from behind the door.
"Stay. (name)-sama" He smiled while she stopped in her tracks after hearing a pair of guards ruffle through the door.
"Haii.. what do you want now?" She let out a long, exasperated sigh. Ignoring her question, he explained to Dazai who she was.
"Dazai-kun, this is (name)-sama. She was strategist from the Great War" Sighing, she flopped down on a spare chair after he continued to explain about her to the young boy.
"So she knows about you killing the previous boss then?" He asked before glancing at her then to him.
"Yes. Now let's discuss this whole thing and why am I part of this?" She sat up, sending a glare at Mori.
"It was just as I explained earlier. The previous boss returned, Dazai-kun saw him personally so now that we have the Sheep King in our capture, we'll use that to our advantage by making him join the mafia." He gave both of them a closed-eye smile, Dazai put down the document and she gave him an annoyed look.
"That won't work" Both of them sighed in unison.
"Hm?"
"Chūya is too loyal to the Sheep. It's already given after all if he didn't, he would've left them to die long ago. After realizing his own potential, he would join an organization with a high pay; if he didn't have deep ties with them..—" She explained, sitting back down while Dazai listened to her.
"The only reason for him to join us for the Sheep's safety" He followed after hearing her explain.
"—It's not guaranteed he'll be loyal. If he joins the organization for their safety alone, there's a high chance he will destroy the mafia from the inside and save his little herd"
"Wait are you suggesting-?" Dazai's eyes widened realizing what she means.
"Yes.. We have to make them suspicious of him. If they notice they have been too dependent on him, they'll do any means to overthrow him and that's where we go in." She moved the white bishop on the chess board creating an opening for the rook, and continuing the abandoned game.
"After their betrayal, the Mafia comes in and will pretend to wipe out the Sheep. Chūya, after being betrayed will stay to protect them; so he will do a bargain to save them" Dazai moved the black knight, eating the bishop and now he was in advantage in terms of pieces.
"He'll then join the mafia in terms of the bargain" She then proceeded to move her rook from across the board, blocking the king's only path to escape, almost delivering a checkmate until Dazai's queen ate it to make the game a bit longer, but not to escape the inevitable fate.
"however-" Mori sighed but was cut off by her.
"since the main priority is to make sure the previous boss doesn't return so his supporters won't start a revolution.. you have to fix that first or else you'll get tortured, then executed" She glances at Mori before moving her rook to eat Dazai's queen, delivering a back-rank checkmate. Mori was in awe after watching his protegee and ex-lover play chess in sync, as if they were reading each other's minds.
"But won't you get executed too, (name)-san? I mean you knew of how the boss'really died, yet you didn't say anything.. making you, another accomplice" Dazai leaned into his chair, analyzing how he lost.
"I'm not part of the Mafia—" She nonchalantly responded.
"Yet." Mori's voice was full of demands.
"..tch. As I said, no." She stood up from her chair, giving Dazai a small smile before turning back to the door.
"Why?" This time he was more pushy for some reason.
"It's none of your business" She hissed before opening the door and leaving.
"Well isn't she beautiful.." He muttered under his breath while Dazai sat there with a fed up look on his face.
That was their first encounter. The second one was after both of them planned a strategy to defeat Verlaine. Even if Dazai didn't have any encounters with her that didn't involve work, he grew close to her. During their plannings, he was childish but she didn't mind. He felt comfortable with her, as if he could actually show his true self. She didn't try to exploit his intelligence, as she has one of her own, she tried to understand his view of the world, she sees through his emotions but she never used it to take advantage of him.
When she joined the mafia, her position was a strategist, even if she didn't engage in missions, she was valued by the Mafia because she was the one to pull the strings and by she was liked Mori personally. He had an interest in her that Dazai seemed to distinguish as love, one that he thought Mori was not capable off. All those who tried to assassinate her failed, because of Mori's interference and his predictions. Dazai didn't want her to die, not because of how important she was in the organization but because of his own personal reasons. He then became an executive at eighteen and met quite a few people, Sakunosuke Oda and Sakaguchi Ango, whom he calls his friends. Dazai finds himself looking for her again and again, wanting to see her, because of him, Oda, Ango and her became acquainted..
Oda and (name) was on a small talking about the orphans until Ango interrupted.
"I feel like I'm quite the third wheel here you know?"
"My, my.. I never knew you were sad that you were left out Ango-kun" She teased.
"Tch. I never knew you liked kids (name)-san" He tried to switch the topic.
"I feel neutral about them—I don't dislike them nor do I like them... I once met a child in the war, she was there as a nurse since her ability allowed her to heal soldiers... such a precious child—if I remember correctly, her name was Yosano" She faintly smiled at the memory.
"You took part in the war.?" Oda fiddled with his fingers.
"Mhm.. as a strategist..." She responded. Both of them stopped in their tracks before she turned around to face them.
"If she was in the healing section and you were a strategist, how did you meet her?" Ango asked, she halted and her eyes widened a bit before laying her head low.
"My ex-lover was a doctor, he was in charge of the nurses in the war including her. I ended our relationship because of how he treated that little girl and some other reasons... in the end, she was left traumatized.. I don't know what happened to her after it was over" She quietly muttered, remembering the bitter memories of the war.
"I see.. I'm sorry for asking-" He tried to apologize but was cut off but a faint voice screaming her name.
"Y/n-san!"
" hmm.? Dazai-" before she could say anything else, his body crashed with hers as he hugged her.
"I'm quite hurt that you didn't invite me you know!" He pouted before looking at both of them.
"Anyway! Why did you three look so glum-" He tried asking but he was cut off by his phone ringing.
"Oh. It's him. Oii slug what do you want?"
"What do you mean what do I want!? You suicidal waste of bandages! We have a mission remember?!" Chūya screamed through his phone while Dazai listened with a nonchalant expression.
"Yea, yea"
"YOU'RE PROBABLY WITH THAT STUPID STRATEGIST AND YOUR EQUALLY STUPID FRIENDS!" He insulted him while Dazai was quite taken aback. He gasped before he returned the screams.
"OI YOU SLUG! YOU'RE PROBABLY JUST JEALOUS THAT I HAVE FRIENDS AND A MOTHER FIGURE!!!" All of you were quite shocked but Dazai didn't even realize what he was saying.
"I DO HAVE FRIENDS! AND I HAVE ANE-SAN!"
"NO YOU DO NOT! YOU MAY HAVE A MOTHER FIGURE BUT ALL YOUR FRIENDS ARE KILLED BY YOUR HOELESS BROTHER!" He screamed, ending the call before Chūya could repriocate what he said and kill him.
"sorry about that, slug was being extra annoying" he smiled but all of them were still processing what he said earlier
"Dazai.. do you see me as a mother figure.?" She asked, coughing. Her words didn't seem to process in his mind for a second or two.
"Of course not! I only said that to piss him off!" He tried explaining, even though his lie was clearly visible; she didn't bother to inquire any further, not wanting to be nosy.
"Now let's go drink I'm thirsty!" Dazai exclaimed, heading to Lupin while they followed.
That was the last time all of them drank. She was sent away because of an organization called the Mimic appeared, Mori kept her busy for a reason she couldn't hold a grasp on. Soon, Ango betrayed the mafia and Oda died. The reason why Mori kept her busy was so she cannot interfere and warn Dazai, now the Port Mafia has a special abilities permit with the cost of everything that mattered to Dazai. She only found out the last minute, and she hates that she can't do anything about it.
After hearing Oda's last words he was about to leave the abandoned mansion until he met her running. She saw Dazai, standing infront of the ballroom door with his head hung low; when she reached him, he collapsed to the floor into her arms. His head was on the crook of her neck, and her arms was around him, hugging him, slowly patting his head as he struggled to breath.
"Shh... It's okay I'm here" Her voice trembled knowing that the kids along with Oda are dead but she could only focus on the poor child in her arms.
"He's dead... Mori-san used the Mimic to get that black envelope and he-" He explained between hiccups.
"I know" She whispered but her voice cracked.
"What did Oda say.?" She patted his back trying to comfort him but his grip tightened on her.
"He wanted me to save people.. to find a value in life" He bit his lip.
"Then go.." She continued to comfort him but he left her embrace upon hearing her words.
"What.?"
"Don't worry about me.. one day you'll find your reason in living, and you would be happy that you listened to him" She smiled at him as he slowly got up.
"Then how about you?" He tried with every bit of strength he could find to convince her to go with him. She got up too, now facing him directly in the eyes she said:
"You're still young, you would be leaving an environment you are never supposed to be in. And I.. My soul is already bounded to the mafia, if I leave with you he'd do what it takes to get me back"
"But still I-"
"Mafiosos will be here soon... Go to Chief Taneda of the Special Division of the Unusual Powers in a small cheep bar, he'll help you. Don't hesitate to turn your back, go" She quickly explained grabbing him by the shoulders with a tenses expression. His lips parted but he didn't know what to say.
"Just go, I'll meet you again" She gave him a reassuring smiled. Upon seeing her eyes, he nodded.
"Thank you.." He quietly muttered before finally leaving.
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A/n: Damn that was hard and cringe.. just so you know I kinda got distracted by music while doing this I apologize... For the person who requested this you can go to the comment section and say if you want me to redo it because I'll gladly do so :)
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