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kuromhiel · 1 year

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BSD MEN PLAYING HORROR GAMES (MIMIC)

Headcanons!

↣Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuuya, Nakajima Atsushi, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, Doppo Kunikida, Edogawa Ranpo, Nikolai Gogol, Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Tetcho Suehiro, Saigiku Jono

↝Requests are open!

Osamu Dazai

> He would definetly be confident. You'd go up to him and be like: 'Samu let's play Mimic!

> He never heard of that game but he's hella interested.

> Both of you started playing and then he gets lost the moment you appear.

> Don't tell me this guy does not kill himself everytime.

> Definetly screams when there are jumpscares and would freeze for a second so you laugh at him

> Surprisingly good at the game and finishes it. (When he doesn't waste half of his time dying.)

Chuuya Nakahara

> Horror game? LET'S GO!

> Regrets it instantly because he forgot there are jumpscares.

> Would definetly flinch so hard and say "What? I'm not scared."

> When you scream, he screams.

> He'd be the type to disappear and get lost and you're just looking for him everywhere.

> He'd be the type to see something and say "I found the exit!" And it was actually the entrance..

> He'd curse at the character that'll jumpscare him.

> Shhh, he's a rage quiter.

Atsushi Nakajima

> MY BABYYYYY<3

> Once you tell him you want to play a horror game with him, he'd instantly freeze and hesitate before accepting.

> It's you, of course he'd agree.

> Poor guy would be shaking once there are crazy ahh sound effects.

> Horrified, one loud sound, one scream, one jumpscare, he'd flinch immediately.

> Bros the type to throw his phone/himself across the room.

> Actually really good at mazes! Just starts panicking when something chases him HELP.

> Never will play again.

Ryuunosuke Akutagawa

> Bro thinks he's so good at it.

> You tell him you want to play and he just says "ok."

> Bro is secretly scared but the whole time you look at him he's just •_•

> Those jumpscares out of nowhere makes his eyes widen or he makes a small little sound and when you look at him he accidentally actives Rashomon-

> I feel like he'd say he knows the way and gets lost and get jumpscared.

> Bro doesn't run and you just tell him to use the running button, and he's just like "no."

> Bro wants to solo and leaves you alone and you're like: "Ryuu where are you??" "I found a spirit."

> Doesn't want to play ever again.

Kunikida Doppo

> Automatically will not play once you do all your reports.

> Says he's too busy for those childhood games but he can't resist you so he fits the gameplay in his schedule!

> Does this dude even get jumpscared..?

> The whole time he's just instructing you in what to do-

> He's good at making ways to escape and distracts the ghost for you.

> If you play with him repeatedly and have game nights he'd definetly memorize when the jumpscare will happen.

Ranpo Edogawa

> Bro...Once you ask him you already see the place set up for your gameplay.

> One word: You'll finish the game in a few minutes only.

> He knows every crook and crany around the game.

> Knows the whole backstory and tells you about it so you just shut him up with candy.

> You play by yourself now because he knows everything and spoils the fun. RIP..

Nikolai Gogol

> He'd definetly be interested in the game.

> He'll be the type to scare you if it's suddenly quiet and you slap the shit out of him on accident.

> Would throw the phone at your face when he gets jumpscared.

> Bro is the type to play hide and seek with you mid-game.

> He'd definetly die a ton of times while trying to show you how he can "dodge" the ghost's attack/running at him.

> He fails misreably..

> He'd be the type to have the ghost chase after him and go to you so you both end up dying and go back to square 1.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky

> You force him to play because he has no comment about it all.

> Jumpscares happen and he's just, •_•

> He'd be the type to find everything in just a few minutes and you'd be so confused like ???

> You'd give him the side eye for being to quiet while playing the game. You're screaming and flinching meanwhile he passes everything so quickly.

> He'd be the type to let you follow.

> Like did he play this game before???

> If you're too scared to go through a maze or get something, he'd be the one to distract the enemy

> Scary smart man...

Tetcho Suehiro

> Bro is hella confused. Like what are you supposed to do in the horror game??

> He'd definetly scream and just stare at you for a few moments..

> Help this poor man, he'd definetly quit mid game and just let you play it by yourself while you're watching.

> You'd definetly scream and it'll make him alerted.

> You both decide to restart the game and he thinks that he can kill the ghost and eventually dies..

> Please teach him the basic of horror games.

Jono Saigiku

> So like...

> Okay but he can hear things well so he eventually just listens to you while you play.

> Don't hurt his ear drums you might hit ariana grande notes while getting jumpscared or chased.

> He'd be the type to know when the ghost is approaching and warn you, he has good sense of hearing of course.

> That's why you're like ??? "How did you know when the ghost will come :O"

> He can literally hear one milisecond of the starting of the chasing music and you'd already be hiding.

> Man is a life saver.

> He'd definetly stare at you like ^^ if you apologize for screaming.

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catmelonwriting · 18 days

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Atsushi incest headcanons pls pls pls pls

Atsushi Incest Headcannons <3

Warnings: Incest, NSFW & SFW head cannons, not proofread

Characters: Atsushi

A/N: I love writing incest head cannons fr

🌸 SFW 🌸

- Your big brother was kicked out of the orphanage.. oh no! :(

- Luckily (or not so luckily, I guess) you got kicked out right after him for screaming about having your brother gone!

- It took awhile to find him, but eventually after using many library computers and googling his name many, many, times, you're able to find his home address.

- As soon as he opens the door and sees yous standing out there, he can't help but pull you into a hug and kiss your soft, pink lips <3

- Your 'friends' at the orphanage had always found it weird how much you two touched each other.. but it was just normal sibling love, right?

- He will pull you onto his lap and hold you there for hours, not letting you go

- Man is OBSESSED with your thighs, just wanting to lay his head on them and kiss (in-between) them forever.

- Probably gushes about you to Dazai, not mentioning youre his sibling (Dazai definitely knows)

- Overall 10/10 a really good boyfr- big brother ❤️ a little touchy.. but you just think it's normal!

❤️NSFW❤️

-I feel like he really really really wants you to suck him off. Like always. The first thing you do before he touches you, he makes you suck him off.

- Loves watching tears build up in your eyes, wiping them away and cooing comforting words at you, telling you how you're being so good for him!

- Really loves when you ride him, he likes how helpless you look trying so desperately to get off on his cock, same with thigh + shoe riding.. 🙏

- loves holding your hands behind your back watching you stain his pants, trying so so hard to stimulate yourself.. but you just can't do it without the help of his fingers :( how pathetic :(

-Hes a little scared to eat you out/suck you off at first, but knowing how often you do it for him.. he'll eventually cave in

- Very inexperienced but makes up for it with enthusiasm and the love of your taste.

- 11/10, even better soft Dom than big brother TRUST 🙏

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system-to-the-madness · 3 months

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Why Kenji shouldn't find out if you get bullied

TW: bullying.

Just a small idea (wc: 170) that has been bringing me immense comfort recently due to given events in my own life.

The last person who should find out you, member of the ADA, get bullied is Kenji.

Yeah, the Port Mafia is dangerous (whose members would never admit it, but they care for you, so nobody gets to make you feel bad about yourself). Akutagawa can be overprotective as hell, Nakahara is a force of nature and on the ADA's side, Ranpo can be surprisingly cruel when people he loves suffer (and since you're a member of the Agency he loves you). Dazai, of course, is the incarnation of chaos, and Atsushi, just like Akutagawa, turns very protective and Fukuzawa will not stand for his employers getting mistreated by anyone, but we all know what happens when Kenji gets angry. And he'd get angrier than ever before if he found out the sweet person who he considers his older sibling gets bullied.

Those bullies better start praying real hard that he doesn't find out, because if he does, no force in heaven, earth or hell would be able to save them.

also i may have emotionally adopted Kenji bc we look a little bit alike and i just need someone to emotionally protect me rn.

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osaevsky · 4 months

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thinking about atsushi not having yet experienced any kiss below his jaw, and the first time you go lower and place your lips on his neck, or right on the middle of his throat, he freezes.

there's the sound of a sharp breath and his body getting stiff for some seconds; his cheeks though are getting warmer and his heart reacts way faster than his brain. he swears he could feel it against his ribcage from how hard it began to throb.

but he is so so compliant the second he sees your worried expression, wondering if you did something wrong to make him react like this. was it too far, too fast?

he reassures you with a shy smile painted on his lips, his hands grabbing your wrists and pulling you closer to his body once more. his thumb brushes over your pulse point, already telling your anxiety beginning to die down as if goes back to normal.

as you trace a new path once more, starting from his cheek, to his jaw to finally settle on his neck once more, he begins to tilt his head to the side, now enough space for you to get more comfortable.

your lips are soft against his skin, a tingle threatening to run down his spine as you graze your teeth over it, increasing his senses and making his hands grip your wrists tighter. he doesn't mean any harm by doing so, but the warmth that spreads all over his body is enough for him to close his eyes, a quick whine coming out of his quivering lips as you leave your first red mark on his neck.

yeah, he won't talk about that.

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pin-k-ink · 9 months

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Nakajima Atsushi X Reader

CW: incest, somnophila, sub atsushi, atsushi in heat, masturbation(male), panty sniffing, dry humping, lots and lots of cum, overstimulation, hand job, nipple play, rim job, anal fingering, you spank atsushi once

It was hot. Unbearably hot. It was rolling over his cool skin like waves of molten lava. Scorching hot and unrelenting. He tried his best to open his eyes, but they were tight shut, weighted down by the perpetual need to sleep. Or maybe it was the feeling of something soft and cloud-like that he was laying on, giving him some much-needed relief. But it wasn’t enough, the feeling alone, barely pressed against him, was not enough. His hands sought to seek out the object, and in his small endeavor, he gathered the courage to open his eyes.

The first image that greeted him was his wooden floor, and he was dizzyingly high up. He jolted away in fear, the sleepiness ebbing away from his eyelids. His brain started to function — a bit too much. It was hyper aware of everything in his room. The small fan that was at the corner of his bed, doing a horrible job at keeping him cool. The pitter patter of the light rain that drizzled and hit the window of his room. The clear night sky, accentuated by a myriad of stars and a crescent moon.

Once all of these images were engraved to his mind, only then did he come to register his own problem. He was still extremely hot — almost burning. And he tried his damned hardest to tug off the excess layers of clothing since it was getting suffocating. His head rested on the soft pillow, refusing to lift it up to see the state his body was in. Instead, opting to run a hand across his chest and abdomen, feeling the sweat that has accumulated on the surface. He wiped his hand away on the sheets and finally looked at his body.

He was flushed, sweaty and panting. Most importantly, he was sporting an incredible erection that had completely soaked the crotch of his pants with only his pre-cum. His body was extremely sensitive, he concluded, when he felt his cock twitch at the slightest sliver of the cool wind that wafted through the stuffy room. His nipples were perked up, pebbled and pink — almost falling to a red, and he moaned when he accidentally grazed against it while trying to wipe the sweat away.

The thing that stood out most to him was the sweet, electrifying scent that drifted through the room, and it was driving him up the wall. He looked around, suddenly overwhelmed by the animalistic need to claim the source of the smell. Because it was making him more and more heated, while simultaneously providing him a short-lived relief to his hard-on.

His eyes roamed around the room, nose sniffing the air until his eyes fell onto the person that was still in a deep slumber beside him. Ah, it was his sister. You were the one that was emitting the sweet smell and he had to physically restrain himself from pouncing on you.

Despite the fact that you were his sibling, he was consumed the insatiable need to feel you against him. But his impeccable morale was holding him back from ripping your cloths off and fucking you into the mattress.

He wrapped you up in another blanket, hoping it would diminish your scent. He turned to face away from you, not finding the courage to stand on his two feet, he resorted to tugging his pants down and taking matters into his own hands — literally. He let his spit wet his hands before he tightened both hands around his leaking cock.

A couple of jerks and his fist was engulfed in a thick layer of his cum — he came, with barely any stimulation. Yet, he was still so painfully hard. And the blanket was doing nothing to lessen your delectable scent, and he still tempted to fold you in half and stuff you full of his cum. It was during his internal desires that he came to realize that you were the source of his problem.

He just needed to move away from you, and he’d be back to normal again. But with the way his legs shake and give away when he stood up, he tried to find another solution. It didn’t help that he was getting hotter by the minute, his cock still leaking a thin, steady stream of cum. He smelled the air again — it was getting stronger. And this time realizing something he could do to alleviate his heat. He quickly ripped the blanket off of you and hiked up your night gown.

Sure enough, he was right. You scent was the strongest between your legs, and he was salivating. He brought his hands to tug your panties off, catching sight of a thread of your arousal that clung to the fabric.

Fuck, you were wet. His cute, innocent sister was so wet. What were you dreaming about? Was it him? Was it someone else? He let out a growl at the thought before he could control himself. How dare you think of someone else when he was willing to give you his unconditional love.

He laid back down, facing you this time. He pressed your soaked panties against his nose, taking a deep inhale of your sweet scent while his hands traveled down to grip his aching cock. He tightened his fist around it, clenching his stomach and curling his toes, trying to control himself from coming too fast. He moved it up and down incredibly fast, imagining that it was you that was bouncing on his lap. The moment he further tightened his fist, visualizing you arching your back as you tightened the same way around him as you came, he fell off of his precipice.

“Fuuuuuck.” He let out a long, drawn out moan, bucking his hips into the air, spraying his cum everywhere. His hips finally halted, and he slumped into a sweaty mess on his mattress. Hot tears lined at the rim of his eyes when he found himself still hard and leaking. He was running out of ideas, and wasn’t going to resort to desperate ones. He lightly ran his fingers across the underside of his dick, shuddering in pleasure when the slightest graze had him twitching and leaking out more and more precum.

Sighing, he lolled his head to the side to look at you. He twitched once more when he found your night gown still hiked up, showing him the perfect view of the curvature of your butt, and your glistening, puffy pussy lips that were peeking out from between your thighs. ‘Maybe…’ he trailed off in his mind, eyes never leaving your ass. He really didn’t want to make you shoulder the burden of his pain, but he wanted some relief to be finally able to sleep.

Praying to whatever deity was up there, he shifted close to you, hoping you wouldn’t wake up. Gently, he placed his hand on your hip, pressing his against your ass until his cock was trapped between your two cheeks. “Shit!” He mumbled out a string of colorful words when he felt your soft, plush ass rubbing against him. His precum stained your pretty skin, and you jolted slightly when he accidentally bucked into you too hard.

“M’ sorry, sis. So sorry.” Sniffling, he kneaded the flesh of your ass until his cock completely disappeared between them. His balls were pressed directly onto your pussy, your wetness turning him on to not extent. “Fuck, you feel so good.” He pressed as hard as he could. “M’ such a bad brother.” He berated himself, hands losing their control and circling around your body to pinch your nipple.

“Ah, I’m cumming!” He gasped in your ear, cock twitching as it let out an impossible amount of cum. You involuntarily moaned in your sleep, accidentally pressing harder against his overstimulated cock until Atsushi mirrored your noise. He heaved, chest flush against your back. The dam broke and the tears were freely speeding down his cheeks. Fuck, he was still hard.

“I’m sorry, love. Forgive me.” He sobbed, fingers desperately trying to wipe his tears away. Until a much softer, less calloused hand rubbed his cheek. He jolted away in fear, eyes blown-wide. “S- sis. Why’re you up?” He was sitting up on his elbows now, body on full display for your hungry eyes to devour.

“How could I sleep when my dear brother is wide awake next to me?” A devilish grin split your face in half. You crawled over to his side until your breath were flush against his side. Atsushi gulped when his eyes fell onto your cleavage, fighting off the urge to face plant into it. “Is my poor brother in heat?” You cooed, fingers skimming across the skin of his chest to circle his nipples.

Atsushi shuddered underneath you, a feeble hand coming to grip the one that was pinching his nipple. “St- stop. We can’t do this. We’re… siblings.” He looked away while you scoffed.

“Well, you seemed to have forgotten that fact when you were rutting into my ass.” He was surprised by your vulgar language. After all, I’m his eyes, you were the embodiment of an angel, incapable of doing anything wrong. At least, that’s what he believed. You wringed your wrist out of his grip, coming back to splay across his abdomen. You leaned close to him while he continued to look away.

“Let me…” you licked his earlobe, watching in bemusement when he scrunched up his face so cutely “…help you.” Atsushi’s posture relaxed slightly, as if considering what you said. “Please?” You flashed your big doe eye at him, gazing at the way his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.

“Fine.” With that, you leaned forward to capture his heated lips in a mind-numbing kiss. Atsushi mewled into your mouth. Your hand felt so much better than his ever could. You jerked him off, pouting in disappointment once Atsushi detached from your lips to throw his head back as he came again.

“Mmm stop..” he moaned, weakly grabbing your wrist from further overstimulating him. His thick white seed ran down your fingers in messy clumps, and you squeezed out every last drop, bringing it to your lips. You moaned, tasting your brother’s salty cum on your tongue. Atsushi grabbed your wrist once more, wrapping it around his cock. “M’ still hard…” he muttered.

You shifted your position to lay with your head between his legs. “I’ve an idea. Do you trust me?”

“Of course I do.” He replied without hesitation, his beautiful eyes locked onto yours. And your heart was filled with warmth when you realized you couldn’t comprehend the extent of the love your brother had for you.

Placing a kiss on the tip of his cock, licking away any residue of his cum, you trailed your finger further down, licking his still cum-heavy balls. You moved further, licking his perineum until you got to your destination. “Wai… what’re you doing?” Atsushi asked, lifting his head up. “Sis, that’s dirty. Don’t- hnnng!”

He slammed his head back down once you slithered the tip of your tongue inside his hole. His hands came to grab a fistful of your hair, reeling your closer. “Ahn~ feels so good. Your tongue…” he trailed off as you inserted your tongue as deep as you could.

While you were busy with his hole, you hand fondled his balls and the other tugged at his cock. Once you deemed it was enough, you pulled your tongue back, keeping both of your hands on his ass to spread his cheeks apart. You licked your lips when you saw his pink, twitching hole clench around nothing. It was slick with your saliva, and gaping more than before. You brought your fingers to prod and probe at his rim.

“Relax, brother.” You tried to make him calm down, fingers creeping inside. Atsushi inhaled sharply, writhing at the intrusion. “It’s ok. It’ll feel good, I promise.” He nodded at your words, curling his hands up on his chest to look at you in anticipation. You finally pushed the first knuckle of your middle finger inside, and inch by inch, you soon bottomed it out until your knuckle met his ass. Twisting it inside, you tried to get him to loosen up before you pushed another one in.

Your unoccupied hand was squeezing his thigh, keeping legs spread while you explored his hole. He looked so pretty like this. He had the ferocity of a tiger, yet right now, he was as meek as a kitten. “Play with your nipples, Atsushi.” He nearly moaned when you addressed him by his name, complying for your wishes, pinching and pulling at his nubs until it was painful.

He was relaxing, letting the pleasure take over and you eased another two fingers in. You began to pump and curl your fingers, determined to find that one spot that’ll have him writhing in pleasure. Your brother moaned excessively, thighs and cock twitching whenever you pushed your fingers deep. You twisted your fingers inside, and this time, Atsushi let out the lewdest, most erotic moan you ever heard. His hips thrusted into the air as he arched his back, fingers pulling his nipples harder.

‘Found it.’ You thought, smirking. Now you can actually start making him feel good. You let go of his thigh to slap his ass, making him jump. “Does it feel good, love?” You asked, your digits curling inside his plush, velvety walls.

“Yesh… feel sho good!” He exclaimed, tongue lolling out and eyes rolling to the back of his head. His hands fondled his chest, the pads of his fingers pressing down on his nipples. You didn’t halt your ministrations, watching the way your brothers cock twitched and jumped with every brush of your finger against his prostate. “Mm.. I’m cumming! Sis, I’m cumming!” Atsushi tried to warn you.

You leaned down until you were at eye level with his cock. Placing a soft kiss on his balls, you whispered. “Cum for me, love.” So compliant, he let go of his dignity as he bent himself so far back, letting out a moan that would put pornstars to shame. His cock shot out the biggest load that night. It flew so far into the air before it decorated his stomach, your face and the bedsheets in thick, messy ribbons.

Slowly, you pulled out your fingers, making sure to brush against his prostate one more time. You laid down next to him, cradling your brother close to your chest. Atsushi melted into your touch, letting your breasts press against his cheeks in a motherly, but sensual gesture. Without another word, Atsushi huddled closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. With his heat now satiated, he let himself fall into the depths of his dreams.

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holy-megs · 1 year

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CAMPUS LIFE WITH BSD GUYS + NSFW TROPES

content + warnings: fem!reader, characters are all aged up [18+]

notes: just some hcs to make up for the lack of content <3

characters included: nakajima atsushi, ryuunosuke akutagawa, dazai osamu, chuuya nakahara

✰ 𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈 is the sweet and friendly guy around campus who helps anyone with anything they need him with. He is supposed to be your guy best friend, but things eventually start to get heated one evening when you two study at his place. You’ve been quite wary of the way his pretty eyes were staring at you so hungrily yet so innocently. You made the decision to initiate contact by settling into his lap and starting to make out with him passionately. At first he was shocked, but then he gave in to his desires as you both ended up lovingly fucking in his mattress.

✰ 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀 is the intimidating and mean guy who you actually can’t stand. Although you hate him terribly, you can’t avoid being in his presence because you are his sister’s best friend. You both always argue for the stupidest reasons, and one day he just randomly grabs the back of your neck while kissing you roughly on the lips. You catch yourself being pushed into a wall when he starts thrusting his hips into your wet hole. You two try to be quiet just so Gin won’t hear you, and he also hushes your moans down by placing his hand over your mouth. Hate sex with him is always amazing, and from now on, you two fuck on a daily basis.

✰ 𝐃𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐈 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔 is the guy who does every kind of random and dumb thing around there and is definitely the one you shouldn’t be lusting for. You two sleep together and literally never talk—just tease each other or pretend like nothing happens between you two. His commitment issues are so bad that you may accidentally get your heart broken by him the day after the mind-blowing sex you two had last night, as you caught him flirting with and kissing another bimbo. This is a never-ending cycle that one just needs to get used to, to be honest.

✰ 𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 is the cocky frat boy who fucks around too much for his own good, but that changes when he lands his eyes on you. He ends up fucking you rough at a frat party while you give him the best sloppy blowjob his dick has ever gotten, and from then on you two became fuck buddies who eventually caught feelings for each other but you two didn’t say anything—afraid of ruining the contrast. He is the jealous one—always putting way too much effort into your arrangement as you try not to fall for him even harder than you should.

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bungoustraydogsimagines · 6 months

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On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others?

Nakahara Chuuya:

Chuuya is obvious because he doesn’t attempt to hide his feelings, even if he does hide the extent of them. He might be ready to burn the world down just to earn your favor but he couldn’t all his cards be put out on the table right away. There’s still a part of him that’s wary to let a person in so close, past the natural barrier that rises when you’ve lost too many people you’ve cared for in the best. He still saw you as different, as someone he’d enjoy sharing a vintage glass of wine with, who he could laugh with even if your teasing was a little too on point with the things he was serious about. He wanted to shower you in all things that were good, keeping you safe and protected despite his job being in detriment to that ideal.

Nakajima Atsushi:

Atsushi acts differently before and after he figured out he had feelings for you. Beforehand it might not be too obvious, as he was a naturally kind person and was easily flustered overall when anyone flirted with him. But you’re the first person he thinks of when given a choice on who to do a mission with, and if he had a free day where it’s completely up to him, his mind goes straight to you. After his crush is fully crystalized into his reality he can feel all the symptoms of it, his heart tightening in his chest, his sweat glands overworking, his face constantly burning when you’re around; it’s a much harder existence but knowing how he felt meant being able to plan his next steps, even if he might not know what those are.

Dazai Osamu:

Dazai is impossible to tell, even if you’re the person he’s dating and supposedly in love with. There had been a little red feathered birdy in your ear who had told you more than once that Dazai was a heart-breaker, and it was true that even during the ‘courting’ period he blatantly flirted with women in front of you. Yet there’s a side to him behind closed doors that showed you a tender love even he never knew he was capable of. He thought that even if he saw no future in this world, he struggled with both the thought of leaving you in it without him and leaving it without you. It might not ultimately change his mind but he does regard you as a gift that life gave him to show he made the right choice.

Edogawa Ranpo:

Ranpo is obvious purely because he makes it known that you’re taken by him, and has no care for proper etiquette when others are present. If he wants to be kissed or held then he’s going to make it known, even when you’re in the middle of a conversation or doing other tasks. You’ve learned to work around him at this point, one arm wrapped around him as he hugged into your side and the other continuing to write or dial a number or talk to who you needed to. In dangerous situations he’s a little more wary but he does have utter trust in you to do what’s right and, if you’re the fighting type, to have his back and keep him safe should things take a turn in a direction he didn’t foresee (which was a rarity).

Edgar Allan Poe:

Poe hoped he wasn’t obvious, but he was a little obvious. He tried to go out of his way to impress you; if you weren’t into mystery novels then he might have to take a side quest into figuring out a different type of gift to give, but he had confidence he could find something to get you connected. He talked about you a decent amount in his personal life, which is mostly to Ranpo as he didn’t casually talk to many others, but he doesn’t count the detective’s opinion for obvious reasons (and also it was brutal to be told his interest in you was almost to a pathetic level). He simply wanted to be around you as much as he could, in a peaceful environment where you could enjoy each other’s company and talk until the sun rose and fell again.

Sigma:

Sigma has at least an outward handle on his emotions, able to keep it together when he was around you but always overanalyzing your interactions once he was alone. He had even made a shorthand list of your known likes and dislikes before deciding that was an odd thing to do, though he could still recite some things you had told him from memory if prompted. He doesn’t know what it would be like to actually date you, if the things he’s dreaming off are just some foolish fairy tales or if life can really feel that much sweeter walking side-by-side with a person you loved. Sigma had decided long ago that he would take the risk, even if he couldn’t predict the outcome.

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yokohamapound · 5 months

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Could you write Atsushi with a fem!reader who sees him as a weretiger, and has to try to convince him that he's not a monster? Please?? Extra fluff, if possible.

I hope this is okay. I'm not very good at extreme fluff without a little bit of humour.

Characters: Nakajima Atsushi

Contents: gender neutral reader, angst, fluff, mention of aftermath of violence,

Nakajima Atsushi

Atsushi's bones creaked. Blue light limned his shrinking form as the giant white tiger disappeared, leaving a bedraggled boy in its place. He pressed his palms against the wet concrete, uneven bangs hanging in his eyes as he tried to catch his breath. There was a sour copper tang in his mouth, things he didn't want to think about caught between his teeth.

Bodies lay beaten and broken around him. Not dead, but half-mauled and groaning in pain, or unconscious.

It had been a long time since he was forced to use a full transformation—it took it out of him. He was still—partly—lucid when transformed, unlike in the past when he'd been nothing more than a ravening beast.

He coughed, spitting out the taste of blood and flesh. An unfortunate side effect of using the tiger's teeth to bite and maul, but it was worth it. He'd defeated his enemies. He'd kept Yokohama safe for another day, at least.

Atsushi sat up on his knees, wiping his mouth on the back of his wrist. He reached for the phone in his pocket. He should call Dazai and check in. The man already knew Atsushi would be fine, but Kunikida had drummed proper mission protocol into his head. He stabbed the speed-dial, holding the ringing phone to his ear.

"Aaaatsushi!" Dazai chirped in his ear. "How'd it go?"

"It's done," was all he could say. "I—"

Atsushi's words dried up in his throat. There was a figure standing in the mouth of the narrow alleyway, blocking off the only exit from this deserted stretch of docklands. It wasn't another enemy he'd somehow missed. The figure wasn't threatening in the least, weighed down with grocery store bags.

"Atsushi?" Dazai's voice filtered through the phone, tinny.

Atsushi hung up. What little colour he had in his face had already drained. His golden eyes were huge, distraught as he stared at the interloper. The field of broken bodies and blood splatters between him and them seemed infinite, a tableau of bestial violence..

"How much did you see?" he asked, his voice thin.

Your arms ached from clutching the bags of groceries against your chest, and your tongue was stuck to the roof of your mouth. Frozen to the spot where you'd been for the past few minutes, watching the fight unfold with wide, shellshocked eyes. You couldn’t speak.

"How much did you see!?" Atsushi demanded.

"Every…everything," you managed, mouth suddenly flooding with spit, like you were going to be sick. "Atsushi—"

It had been a foolish impulse, a spur of the moment decision you were quickly coming to regret. Coming home from the grocery store, laden down with bags, you'd spotted a familiar lean, silver-haired figure jogging off down an alleyway. Curious, you'd followed, keeping your distance. Is he working? If he had time for a break, you could stop for lunch! There was nothing frozen in the grocery bags, so you could stop for an hour or so—

Carnage.

Your boyfriend was no longer there. Instead, there was a full grown silver tiger, laying waste to a dozen armed attackers. The violence was shocking, so much more visceral and awful than what you'd seen on TV or in movies. This wasn't an eroticised, sanitised fight scene—it was real. The sights, sounds, and stench of blood inescapable.

"No," Atsushi moaned now, low and in pain, like a wounded animal. "No, no, no… You can't—I didn't want you to see this!"

"Atsushi?" Your voice had a high, rising note of anxiety.

“I didn’t want you to see me like this! Why are you here!?”

Atsushi covered his face with his hands, fingers gripping his hair. He couldn’t bear to look at you, to see shock and disgust written across your face. Not your face. Not you, of all people. The young detective rocked back and forth, bent, his head almost touching his knees.

“Don’t look at me.” His voice was choked.

“Atsushi—”

“Go!”

The groceries hit the concrete, eggs cracking and tomatoes rolling out of the bag to scatter across the scene of the fight. You staggered toward him, magnetically drawn to him by his panic and pain. A few of the mercenaries were beginning to stir, but you didn’t have eyes for them, only for Atsushi. He flinched when you touched him, posture stiffening as though he was turning to stone beneath your hands. You crouched beside him.

“Don’t, Atsushi,” you said, rubbing at his arms, his back. “Don’t…”

An invisible fist gripped your throat and your eyes stung as you watched your boyfriend, your ray of sunlight, cower away from you as though expecting a blow. You took his wrists, trying to pull them away from his head, struggling against his strength and his distress.

“Atsushi, please, it’s okay—”

“No, it’s not!” he burst out, flinging your hands off him. His expression was as ragged as his voice as he stared at you, eyes wide and haunted. “You were never supposed to see me like this. Like a…”

He swallowed the last word, but you were driven by morbid curiosity to ask:

“Like a what?”

“Like a monster.”

That last word hit you like a slap; you jerked back. Atsushi pressed his hands over his ears and hunkered down, like a child trying to hide from thunder, or protect himself from a beating—an ingrained reflex. It was an incongruous image, considering you were in the epicentre of a brutal beatdown he’d just delivered to some criminals. Despite the grim scene around you, you couldn’t reconcile the boy in front of you with any kind of monster.

You chewed your lip, sick to the pit of your stomach, then leaned down to try and catch Atsushi’s eyes. The side of your face almost touched the pavement, the smell of blood heavy in the air. Reaching out a hand, you tried to sweep his bangs away from his eyes. He turned his head away.

“Atsushi, look at me.” You made your voice firm. “Look at me. Now.”

A pause.

His eyes flickered toward you, his pupils shrunken. You held his gaze, ignoring the groaning mercenaries around you, the scattered groceries, the bite of the concrete into your knees. You cupped his chin in one hand, holding fast, and forced him to lift his head.

“Good. Keep looking at me,” you said.

Sitting up on your knees, Atsushi was forced to follow. Clasping his head between your hands, you leaned in, pressing your forehead against his. Atsushi’s harsh breathing stuttered against your face, but you held him still. His hands curled loosely around your wrists, but he didn’t try to push you away this time.

“You,” you said, your voice low and emphatic, “are not a monster.”

“...but—”

“No.”

Atsushi’s phone pinged from where he'd dropped it. He looked at it by reflex, breaking eye contact with you. The mercenaries were beginning to stir or bleed out. Neither of you could stay here for long. You stuffed some of the groceries back into the bag, grabbed them in one hand, and Atsushi's hand in the other.

“Let's get out of here,” you said. At some point, you had become the decision maker, and right now you decided both of you needed to get away from the scene so Dazai and the Armed Detective agency could initiate the clean-up. “Tell your boss you're off the scene, or whatever it is you need to do.”

You led Atsushi back through the alleyway and into the street. He shied a little at the sudden swell of pedestrians and traffic roaring up and down the street, but you tugged him after you.

Sirens wailed in the distance; he flinched. You kept walking, leading him away from the scene of the fight. He kept his head down, following you in a heavy silence, but his fingers remained wrapped through yours. What was going through his head? Had any of your words sunk in?

Was this going to push him away from you for good?

Without a way to answer these questions, you took Atsushi home. Putting down the groceries on the doorstep, you fumbled in your pocket for the keys. Before you could fit the key into the lock, arms wrapped around you from behind. Tight.

“A-Atsushi?”

He said nothing, only burying his face further into the curve between your shoulder and neck. His were like steel bands around your ribs as he clung to you, but you didn't mind being a little short of breath. You covered his hands with your own and squeezed.

“Thank you.”

Atsushi's words came out muffled, and thick, like he was on the verge of crying. You didn't comment on it, rubbing his arms where they wrapped around you.

“You've got nothing to thank me for,” you said gently, before fitting the key in the lock and opening the front door.

“I do,” Atsushi insisted, following you into the apartment. “Even after…what you saw…”

“Was it for work?”

“...yes.”

“Then it doesn’t matter what I saw. Those men were obviously up to something they shouldn’t be. I’m guessing you left them alive?”

Atsushi gave a stiff nod. He stood rooted to the spot as you moved through the kitchen, putting the groceries away. You weren’t sure what to do with yourself, or with him, so you focused on the act of putting away ingredients. Dried food in the cupboard, fresh in the fridge, rice in the rice dispenser. You opened the egg carton, and stopped. Clear yolk oozed out of the cracked shells, soaking the cardboard carton.

“Ah, shit. I dropped the eggs…”

A soft, muffled snort came from behind you. You glanced over your shoulder. Atsushi still stood awkwardly in the middle of the kitchen, but he had his face half-turned away, one hand over his mouth. Huh? Your eyebrows crept up.

“Are you laughing at the state of my eggs, Nakajima?” you asked, a tentative tease.

Atsushi gave another muffled snicker. He cleared his throat, then gave a slight, apologetic bow. “Sorry.”

“What’s so amusing, anyway?” you asked, tipping the broken eggs into the trash and tossing the soaked cardboard after it.

“Just…if you’re more worried about broken eggs than me being a…”

“Don’t use the M-word.”

“Okay. If broken eggs are more important than seeing me the way you did, then I guess it can’t be that bad.” He gave you an uncertain smile.

Relief made a matching smile bloom across your face. You tossed your wallet to Atsushi, who caught it out of mid-air, looking surprised.

“Exactly. Go grab me a dozen of them if you want omelette for dinner.”

#Yokohama Pound #Nakajima Atsushi #Atsushi x Reader #bungou stray dogs #bsd x reader #bsd imagines #bsd headcanons #Nakajima Atsushi x Reader

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chuuyrr · 1 year

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Hello 👋 can we get a platonic! bungo stray dogs x scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader where baby!Fushiguro is feeling mischievous one day pulls pranks on everyone -except Dazai because obviously he’s the favorite- maybe they finally find out it’s baby!Fushiguro because the last person she pranks is kunikida. For Kunikida she puts a spell on his desk that the moment he opens one drawer a crazy whole bunch of different butterflies come flying out and baby!Fushiguro is just dying with laughter. Ranpo most likely knew you were responsible for the pranks already but wanted to keep silent and watch. Then at the end baby!Fushiguro is sleeping in Dazai’s arms and she activates her ability to turn off gravity and obviously they can’t wake her up knowing that if they try to she’ll get grumpy.

scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader pranks the armed detective agency using chaos magic

jujutsu kaisen x reader x bungo stray dogs

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): possible spoilers for bungou stray dogs, mentions of scarlet witch's powers and abilities, extremely fluffy

╰➤ PAIRING(s): platonic! bungou stray dog x child! reader (armed detective agency, but mostly dazai bc the favorite)

before you read: hi, in case you're new, you're megumi's younger half-sibling, and while you don't have cursed energy, you do have scarlet witch's powers and abilities! aside from that, as a special scarlet witch variant, you also have the ability to travel across the multiverse. how chaotic! furthermore, like your half-brother megumi, you are being cared for by gojo satoru, who also serves as your adoptive father. for more info, please see the masterlist.

as the harbinger of chaos that you were, and with reality-warping abilities far greater than any that exists in the world of gifted mafias and detectives, as well as your home world, the world of curses and cursed techniques—it was only natural for you to put your gift to use.

"[name]-chan!~" ranpo called your name.

ranpo, being the sharp detective that he was, noticed how you seemed to be in a particularly good mood today. in fact, you've been extra bubbly since you arrived in their universe.

"you seem to be in a good mood today," ranpo observed as he extended his hand to ruffle your [color]-hair locks as you sat on the seat next to him, swinging your legs back and forth.

"it's nothing!~" you exclaimed with a closed-eye smile, enjoying your uncle ranpo's head pat.

you and ranpo perked up, directing your gaze towards yosano, who was sitting on her desk and suddenly spit out her drink, completely taken aback—something that none of you were used to seeing given how cool and calm your auntie yosano was.

"yosano-sensei?" dazai questioned, blinking at the short-haired woman, "what's wrong?"

"someone swapped the wine in my locker into grape juice instead," yosano exclaimed, narrowing her eyes at the contents of the wine glass she had just filled, "damn.."

"oi, dazai, stop messing with yosano-sensei," kunikida said to the bandaged-man who was lounging at his desk, making a paper plane for you out of one of the report papers that was lying on his desk.

"ehh? that wasn't me, kunikida-kun," dazai exclaimed, a childish pout immediately appearing on his face in response to the accusation.

"really now?" kunikida questioned, raising his brow and placing a hand on his hip.

"yes, really! you're such a jerk, kunikida-kun!" dazai huffed, folding his arms across his chest, "i would never ever pull off such a thing to yosano-sensei because knowing myself, i would have done it to you instead!"

"WHY YOU—" kunikida was cut off.

fukuzawa had entered the office, covered in colorful confettis from head to toe, just as kunikida was about to grab dazai by the collar and strangle him alive with his bare hands.

ranpo's eyes widened as he tried to suppress a laugh and a smile, "p-president.."

"w-what happened to you?" naomi inquired, cupping her mouth to cover her own laugh.

"i supposedly had a box of rice buns in my office, but when i opened it... it was confetti instead," fukuzawa exclaimed, puzzled.

"that's so strange, president! the same thing happened to me earlier too, but instead of confetti, my packed gyudon turned into party streamers when i opened it," kenji raised his hand, completely unfazed and still smiling, "city life sure is exciting! you never know what happens next."

"are you sure it's not you, dazai-san?" atsushi asked as dazai handed you the paper plane he folded before he gasped and clutched his chest dramatically.

"atsushi-kun, how dare you! it wasn't me!" dazai exclaimed, motioning over you, who were still laughing and cheerfully swinging your legs as you waved the paper plane in the air with ranpo still behind your seat, "i'm playing with [name]-chan over here!"

"well, whoever is pranking us sure is good," sighed tanizaki, entering the office not long after fukuzawa with kyouka trailing behind him, "instead of confetti and streamers, powdered sugar exploded in my face!"

"i got ribbons in my hair..." kyouka muttered quietly, covering her face with her hands as her face flushed with embarrassment. Instead of flowers, kyouka's hair was adorned with ribbons.

"tanizaki-kun! kyouka-chan! oh, no! not you guys too!" atsushi's eyes widened at the sight of tanizaki being covered in powdered sugar and kyouka with ribbons in her hair.

after that, atsushi went over his own desk to find a tissue for tanizaki to wipe his face, but as soon as he found the box of tissues, something went wrong. as atsushi pulled a tissue, he noticed that it was connected to the others in the box by a chain or link, similar to a bunch of tied up handkerchiefs for a magic show.

"EHH?! THE TISSUES ARE TIED!" atsushi cried out, continuing to pull the tissues from the box.

"well, if it isn't dazai, who could it be?" kunikida sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he walked towards his desk.

"it's definitely not me. i'm hanging out with [name]-chan as well," ranpo shrugged, chuckling softly, "but this sure is entertaining to watch. that's nearly the entire armed detective agency members pranked."

you could hardly stop laughing at this point. ranpo's gaze was fixed on you as you played with the paper plane that dazai had given you, and he couldn't help but smile. even though ranpo knew what was going on with the agency today, he was letting it slide just this once.

kunikida approached his desk and opened his drawer, expecting to find papers and writing utensils presumably just to proceed with work despite the pranks that was being pulled off left and right, but instead found a swarm of butterflies—all sorts of colorful butterflies to be exact, the sight of which reminded him and everyone else of yosano's breathtaking thou shalt not die ability as he yelped and stumbled backwards in surprise.

with that, you burst out laughing, unable to hold back your laughter, and everyone in the office realized who was behind the pranks today—it was none other than the reality warping little witch they knew and loved.

"[name]-chan!" "[name]!" they all cried in unison.

"you prankster!" exclaimed dazai, extending a hand to pinch your cheek, which you simply giggled at.

"so, it was [name] all along," kunikida's lips graced into a smile as he sighed.

"of course it'd be [name]-chan, she's capable of warping reality in the blink of an eye. if it were dazai, it'd take him a long time to prank us one by one, unlike her, who can just cast spells or whatever without us even knowing," ranpo grinned as he looked at you.

"how did you do it, [name]? you had it planned, didn't you?" fukuzawa chuckled quietly, tilting his head and smiling softly.

you nodded in agreement, "and i did with my wiggly-woos magic at a molecular level!"

"chaos magic is truly a rivaled special ability," atsushi remarked, folding his arms across his chest, "[name]-chan got us good with it."

with everyone watching in awe, you lifted your index finger and using a red glow of psionics to transform the paper plane dazai folded you into a pretty blue monarch butterfly, "i'm glad i did because i've been practicing a lot, but the thing is uncle ranpo, i don't do spells. i've been told that reality can be whatever i want."

however, after using your wiggly-woos magic for that, you let out a yawn, prompting you to rub your eyes, which they undoubtedly thought was extremely adorable of you. in their eyes, you were a sleepy little kitten who had grown tired of playing all day.

"so cute!" both naomi and kirako squealed as they stared at you with a awestruck look.

"are you alright, [name]-chan?" dazai asked softly, noticing your suddenly sleepy state.

"mhm.. just sleepy.." you muttered quietly, yawning once more before giggling, "sorry.."

"well, except for ranpo-san and me, you pretty much pranked everyone with your wiggly-woos magic," dazai smiled at you, extending a hand to ruffle your hair, "that must have tired you out, right, [name]-chan?"

"i guess so.." you nodded drowsily in response.

"aww, come here sleepy little bella~"

with that, you made grabby hands towards dazai, indicating your want to be carried. dazai snatched you from your seat and drew you into his embrace, allowing your tiny figure to lean against him, your head against his shoulder, while you gripped the fabric of his brown coat.

dazai giggled at your sleepy and cuddly state, taking his hand to boop your nose, which you laughed at, but as soon as he started swaying gently, cradling you in his arms while humming a tune that seemed oddly familiar to the one that your adoptive father, gojo satoru, would hum to lull you to sleep, your eyes became heavier as you yawned more.

it wasn't long before you were dozed off in dazai's arms, all snuggled up in his embrace.

"[name]-chan fell asleep!" atsushi exclaimed quietly, a smile spreading across his face as he placed his hand on his lips, "how cute!"

"not only did she not prank dazai, but she chose to sleep with him instead of her uncle fukuzawa," tanizaki stated, shaking his head, "[name]-chan truly has favorites and it shows."

"and she didn't prank ranpo-san either," yosano sighed, chuckling softly, "talk about favorites."

"of course! it's only natural for [name]-chan to have me as her favorite. i'm her best uncle detective," ranpo smugly folded his arms across his chest before it faded into a pout, "but still, that makes me better than the boss, though i'm pretty sure the second favorite is that port mafia executive [name]-chan likes a lot."

"NOT THAT SLUG!" cried dazai all of a sudden in a comical and dramatic manner.

speaking of the "slug" with the ability to manipulate gravity, you whined softly in your sleep as dazai's raised voice prompted you to turn in your sleep.

"ah, sorry, [name]-chan! so sorry," dazai hushed you, apologizing and cradling you in his arms as he walked over to his desk and sat.

however, as dazai did, everything in the office began to glow red, alarming everyone. before anyone, including dazai, could react, all of the furniture, objects, and even themselves began to float upwards as if they had zero gravity as they became surrounded with the same red glow that was similar to nakahara chuuya when he makes use of his gravity manipulation.

"we're... floating," atsushi said, his arms spread wide as he tried, or more like struggled to balance himself in mid-air.

"even dazai-san is floating?" kyouka asked quietly, her gaze fixed on dazai, who was curled up slightly as he continued to cradle and hold your sleeping figure in his embrace despite floating in mid-air along with her and the others.

"for some reason, [name]-chan's chaos magic doesn't get nullified by dazai's," ranpo exclaimed, munching on a snack as he lay on his back in mid-air with an arm behind his head and a leg over his other, "it is most likely because [name]-chan's ability is counted as multiple abilities or simply because it is "magic," which conflicts with dazai's ability."

"that actually makes sense. [name]-chan is capable of more than just turning things into confetti, streamers, and butterflies. she can also travel across the multiverse, heal people, and most importantly," dazai exclaimed before stating his last sentence in a slightly disgusted tone, "control our gravity like that shrimp."

"oi, dazai, wake [name]-chan up! we still have work to do!" kunikida exclaimed, flailing his arms around in the air.

"you know i can't do that, kunikida-kun!" dazai replied back, his gaze narrowing slightly, "[name]-chan is going to get grumpy and throw a tantrum. don't you remember the last time?"

"dazai has a point, kunikida. we can't wake [name] up," fukuzawa cleared his throat, sweating as he remembered you crying and upset because they had woken you up. you were there up about it for nearly an hour, and it would have lasted longer if they hadn't brought you to the port mafia for chuuya or koyou to calm you down.

"well, floating around like this isn't so bad," yosano exclaimed, twirling around in mid-air before softly laughing, "it's pretty fun."

"yosano-sensei is right; this is relaxing as well!" kenji agreed, floating on his back with his limbs extended out, resembling a starfish.

"say, dazai, how long does [name] usually sleep?" kunikida sighed in defeat.

"hmm, [name]-chan usually sleeps for about an hour, but given how tired she is right now... i'd say more than an hour, kunikida-kun," dazai exclaimed, sweat dripping from his brow as he chuckled, motioning over to you drooling in your sleep, wetting his coat, but he continued to hold you and cradle you in his arms, patting your back.

"oh." was what all kunikida muttered back.

[ author's notes ! i was supposed post an angsty fic today, but didn't feel like it—so have some fluff instead :) i found myself enjoy writing this. it was just so cute <3 my heart is sooo full. anyway, i hope you liked it anon, and everyone who read this and made it this far. tysm for requesting hehe ! ]

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rize-is-writing · 9 months

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Holaaa, i've came across your blog and i like your writing. I was curious, i would like to request some BSD heacanons with a male reader that always gets in trouble, romantic headcanons with ; 1-ADA!Dazai 2-PM!Dazai (i may like dazai) 3-Yosano 4-Higuchi 5-Atsushi Thank you if you do this!

“Trouble, troublemaker, yeah, that's your middle name”

ADA! Dazai Osamu, PM! Dazai Osamu, Yosano Akiko, Higuchi Ichiyo, Nakajima Atsushi x Male! Reader who often gets in trouble

Let's be honest: he is in trouble with you. The perpetrator, the accomplice or the one who just put more gasoline to the fire. He can be all of this.

"Oho? So that's the idea" Dazai said with a grin as you explained your idea, seemingly quite pleased "But... Needs some polish. Mind if I put some of my input in this?"

And just like in a double suicide he dreams, he will be by your side while Kunikida yells at the two of you, or whoever is in a position higher than yours.

Not that Dazai really cares about being in trouble: since did that even bother him? He will just be himself in such situations- joking, not even listening perhaps.

But if you feel somewhat bothered, well...

"Pfff- hahaha!" you heard Dazai start laughing, looking over at him "Did you see their face? It looked like a tomato, it was just too funny!"

He will not dramatize it, but as always making a joke out of it, trying to cheer you up in the process.

After all, Dazai doesn't wish for you to think of this as a negative trait or experience, wishing for you to have fun!

You are too handsome when you smile after all~ how can he not wish to see you smile?

You were in it together- but he won't take the consequences with you.

He could be the one to have put you in trouble but wouldn't even step in- he would enjoy the show from afar. Not exactly the healthiest thing between the two of you...

"Dazai!" you called out angrily whole approaching your boyfriend, who was already smiling knowingly. Too knowingly for your liking.

You gritted your teeth, pulling Dazai by his collar. Your faces near, too much so- yet, Dazai didn't appear intimidated by it in the slightest. Perhaps even too much comfortable in the current position...

"Whoa whoa whoa, calm there handsome!"

"Don't tell me to calm down!"

"What could I have possibly done?" he asked, tilting his head almost confused. Almost, you weren't fooled. Not anymore.

"You know what you did!"

You and Dazai do indeed have high and ups in your relationship already- is already a miracle that the two of you are still a thing.

Because Dazai knows how to make up- he always does.

"C'mon, just a tiny little joke, why exaggerating so much jeez" said Dazai while his hands slowly snaked around your neck and then whispered in your ear, almost seductively sending a slight shiver on your spine "Want me to make it up for you?"

She will never agree to do anything with you if you are one prone to mischief. Would also try to stop you if she catches you.

But if you get in trouble for simply a bad timing,

She is somehow always the first to know what happened and that you are in trouble.

"He did what now?" Yosano asked as she looked over Ranpo, who was simply enjoying his lollipop. He didn't even reply, a muffled hum espaped his lips. Yosano simply sighed defeated and tired at the same time as she got up from her seat "Well then, if you'll excuse me"

She will reach where you are as soon as she can, walking down with calmness and grace as she puts herself between and the person who is lecturing you. She will apologize, and assure (emptily) that it won't happen again!

But when the other person leaves the two of you alone...

"Alright, darling" she said, her teeth gritted as she turned to look at you. Her arms crossed over her chest, Yosano's smile stiff as the anger "How about we chat a little?"

Now will be her turn to lecture you-

But don't worry! The only consequence you'll receive is to help her shopping and bring her bags around.

Higuchi is always Higuchi: passionate and protective, to an almost coddling degree. And of course this reflects on how she protects you.

She doesn't agree on what you do, and often lectures you.

"You can't just let this always happen!" she would as always say, pointing a finger towards you "You have to be careful, you understand?"

Yet, Higuchi is the one to help you. She would cover up, help you to get rid of the mess you did- hell, she would take the blame in your stead!

But one thing she cannot absolutely tolerate is when someone yells at you- she simply cannot stand it.

"He didn't do that on purpose!" Higuchi tried to explain, a bit too abrasively though, as she stood in front of you protectively while glaring at the other person.

"Ichiyo, please-!" you pleaded, not wanting this to go any further.

Ichiyo will fight tooth and nails for you- that can be of course a noble thing, since she wants to protect you. But is also one her of her weakest points in such situations.

Well, Atsushi isn't exactly the most forceful person on this list. In fact we might even say he is pretty weak.

He will try to be the voice of reason, tries to stop you, keeps an eye on you as well! But all for naught.

Most likely he got involved in one of your shenanigans while trying to stop you.

He often apologizes for you, is all he can do sometimes- he gets so nervous and apologizes so profusely, making sure you apologize as well.

"Just- just how?!" Atsushi asked, feeling exasperated, his voice cracking a bit as he asked that, after another one of your little messes.

You looked at him flustered for a second while playing with your fingers "Ehm... You see..." then you playfully hitted your head, sticking your tongue out "Bleh!"

"That's not an explanation !"

He loves you.

#bungou stray dogs headcanons #bsd headcanons #bsd dazai #pm!dazai #osamu dazai x reader #bsd yosano #akiko yosano x reader #bsd higuchi #Ichiyo higuchi x reader #bsd atsushi #Nakajima atsushi x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader #male reader

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laroserie · 4 months

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— character : Atsushi Nakajima - Akutagawa Ryuunosuke

— content : x gender neutral reader - polyamorous relationship between Atsushi, Akutagawa and Reader, reader is referred to as 'you'

— authors note : second writing for the second week of december - again publishing this on the deadline but it's fine ! hope you enjoy :)

— It was not surprising to learn that neither Akutagawa nor Atsushi ever did any of the typical holiday activities. It was expected, after all one was quite literally an orphan and the other … was Akutagawa. But as Christmas was coming, you thought 'why not have them experience it, this year ?'.

And it wasn't a bad idea, it was sweet and cute, maybe a bit cringe but who cared ? Well - Akutagawa did, you first tried to have them wear ugly Christmas sweaters that you had sew a few years back, Atsushi gladly accepted, he didn't care much that it was 'ugly', truthfully he found it somewhat cute.

But Akutagawa wasn't thrilled, when you handed him the sweater smiling and looking at him with hope filling you eyes and Atsushi next to you smiling too, - while wearing the sweat. He sighed and just said a simple 'no.'. A simple, cut and dry reject. He was not going to wear a stupid, ugly sweater.

Atsushi and you could beg him for decades, he still could not budge - or at least that's what he thought. Atsushi puppy eyes and you incessant whining, and preaching of holiday tradition made him break and he took, more like snatched, the sweater from yours hands and slides it on. But it wasn't without a few 'I will never wear this again.' and 'I can't believe I'm doing that'. He indeed, did that again, and maybe wore his sweater the most out of the three of you.

After the first step of your plan, 'Having Atsushi and Akutagawa experience the wonders of cringy stereotypical holiday shenanigans' was done, you decided to start the second one, which ultimately was one of the easiest one, simply watching those silly holiday movies while snuggling up in a ton of blankets.

You already did that, multiples time whenever your boyfriends schedules could permit it. It was just like a regular movie night, - expect with holiday ones !

And it was indeed easy, the hardest part was probably to listen to Atsushi and Akutagawa commentary about what the characters were doing and why it was stupid or bad or didn't make sense. But it wasn't that much.

What was really difficult was the third part of your so called 'plan'. Making gingerbread, not even a gingerbread house even if it was your plan at first, you realized quickly that making a gingerbread house with your two beloved could be probably impossible.

The two of them were not exactly great in the kitchen. One was very messy and ended up making a mess of everything and the other thought he knew better than the recipe itself.

It was fun to see them struggle and fuck everything up but having to be the one fix it up was a different story. Trying to stop Akutagawa from adding one too many eggs and telling Atsushi to be careful with the flour was energy draining. You couldn't complain much as you were aware of their kitchen related issues and still wanted to go with your plan.

At the end you all had fun - to some extent cleaning up everything was awful - and it was all that counted. And the gingerbread wasn't even that bad ! A bit too sugary, because Akutagawa insisted that there wasn't enough sugar in the mix but it was honestly okay.

And that make you come to the fourth and last step of your plan, decorating a Christmas tree, you took out of the attic your old Christmas tree as well as a box full of decorations and placed it in a corner of the living room in your shared flat. It a fun regular holiday activity that you thought could be very simple to execute, well wrong.

The two man had an interesting sense of decoration - Atsushi insisted on putting multiples bauble onto one singular branch of the tree and Akutagawa thought that intertwining multiples garland together. You didn't intervene or tried to change the way they decorated the tree but you couldn't help but ask if they were sure about it - to which they both answered 'yes'.

One thing they both agreed on what to put the star ornament at the top of the tree - probably because they saw it on multiples tree outside. And they gave you the honour of doing it, considering you were only watching them from the side while they worked on decorating the rest of the tree.

Once you finished putting up the ornament, you took a step back and looked at the tree, it was a overcrowded in some place and felt very messy but it was endearing.

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osaevsky · 3 months

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CONGRATS ON 100 NIKO!!!!! maybe some nsfw + atsushi + prompt 18? <3 enjoy the rest of your break friend

niko's 100 followers event.

'cause when i'm around you, i tend not to changin' my mind ⚝ included: atsushi nakajima.⠀; ♡

🥮⠀⠀·⠀⠀⚝⠀⠀⠀; word count: 1.1k + warnings: gn reader, nsfw, friends with benefits / unestablieshed relationship, kinda dom atsu, degradation (slut, whore, cockslut), petnames (lovely, baby, precious), spooning, finger sucking, slight choking, cumming inside, edging. lmk if i forgot anything.

🥮⠀⠀·⠀⠀⚝⠀⠀⠀; author's note: thank you reid !! <3 i can't really say i didn't write this with my cunt so i pretty much got carried away in some parts oops. i hope you enjoy it anyway lol.

Being friends with benefits with Atsushi was not a premeditated thought, but rather something spontaneous that left his mouth mid-fuck. And as you thought he got too carried away with his feelings, he asked you once more during the aftermath of it all.

Agreeing was something just as spontaneous. Why would you say no to this, or Atsushi himself? There was not an actual reason to avoid it. He got you to show him the ropes after trial and error and you took care of your needs with someone as pretty as him, a fair exchange in the end.

Oh but how he loved to show you how much enthusiasm he had. How he wanted to learn your body, and how desired he felt when you reciprocated the same feelings as him, especially when he left his needy hands to take a grasp over your shirt, tracing over the expanse of your chest, or hooking one of his fingers into your belt and pulling you closer.

Atsushi was a charmer, even with his awkward manners and that occasional attitude he was able to put out when he wanted to take the reins.

He had you enamored by everything he did from just a few months of spending intimate moments together, but it was because of him, as you were very much aware that if it had been anyone else, it would not have been the same, not even close.

After spending another night at your apartment, waking up to him disheveled, his back facing you as the rest of him laid under the sheets of your bed. It wasn’t long before he was the one turning over, his eyes partially closed as his arm wrapped around your waist so casually, like he had memorized the movement by now -you were sure he did-, and pulling you closer to his chest.

Atsushi’s breathing was now right on your neck, soft and composed, as his nose nuzzled into your skin while he held you as if you were ready to break. A different touch to when he got to spend those mornings next to you, even if nothing had happened the night before, Atsushi was so careful with everything: where he put his hands, how hard he pulled you, how overall rough he was. It made your heart melt and he knew it.

As you tried to close your eyes once more, he began to peck down your nape, his hand moving upwards to pull your shirt just slightly and expose your shoulder. You could swear you heard him chuckle under his breath, already seeing how receptive your body was to his touches: goosebumps appearing over your skin with just a few kisses, and your head tilting to leave more space for him to bite afterwards.

‘’Feels that good already? They’re just a few kisses, I didn’t remember you being this sensitive’’ He asked, not stopping his little chatter before he finished off with a small love bite, close to one of your shoulder blades. A pained whine escaped your lips, catching him off guard for once, wondering what he did wrong.

‘’Why did you stop?’’ Oh, so that's what it was.

He didn’t do anything wrong, of course not; you were just needy for more, just like he had been for weeks to no end when this agreement started. He began to wonder if he could love you more than he already did when he saw you like this, asking for more in between whines and pushing your hips back to meet his.

‘’You’re gonna start acting like a greedy slut now? That’s what’s about, huh.’’ Although he degraded you, who was he to not comply, pushing his hips a bit more into yours, making you feel the outline of his dick under his pants. His cock was beginning to harden and throb against your body, looking for more friction, for it to be inside of you already.

The hand that played with your shirt earlier grabbed your chin for a split second, meeting your eye as he forced you to turn your head back at him. You could tell he was asking if he could move forward, and you nodded.

You could already tell how eager he was about it, too: how fast he pushed your pants down slightly and his, how his fingers brushed over the swell of your ass and got to grip your hips right after, steadying you while your leg moved upwards, waiting for him to slide in. Atsushi’s free hand traveled over your stomach, caressing your chest in the process as it reached your mouth, his thumb softly pressing on your bottom lip.

‘’Open up, lovely.’’ Atsushi did not waste any time in getting his finger right inside for you to suck on it as a way to shush your little cries when he decided to slide inside, pressing down on your tongue a little harder when he saw you already clamping down on his dick. ‘’Relax, baby, take it easy, you always do so well for me- yeah, just like that, so proud of you.’’

The throbbing of his cock as he settled inside of you was beginning to grow painful, but he was doing his best to remain patient for you, waiting for your body to adjust. He slowly removed his thumb away from your mouth, bringing his fingers down to your throat and wrapping them there.

‘’Please, please, move, need to feel you more, please, Atsu-’’ He tightened the grip around your throat as you spoke, slowly making your voice sound weaker, while his was surely trying to mock you.

‘’You sure act like a whore. All that blabber just from my dick? Tsk, I thought you knew better. Begging already like a desperate cockslut. You sure missed my touch that much, did you?’’

But Atsushi would indulge you, even if you thought he wouldn’t, making you think like you needed to beg some more.

There was not an actual need, as he began to thrust his hips into yours with sharp movements, not waiting anymore as he had enough himself. The squeezing around your throat went lighter as he lost his grip, slowly losing himself inside your walls as Atsushi felt his own climax approaching.

Just a tad quicker than yours would, as he was purposely looking for his own peak, selfishly fucking himself into you without regard, cumming deep, deep inside like he liked to.

At the sight of your confused -and pained- expression, various ‘’wait, wait, atsu- i didn’t- atsushi, please-’’ coming out slurred, wondering why he did not let you cum, watching how he pulled out, leaving your hole to spasm around nothing, his lips pecked your cheek from the side, slowly but carefully moving to settle between your thighs as he accommodated you on your back.

‘’Looks like you’re about to cry, precious. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it, I just wanna make sure you cum on my tongue instead, alright?’’

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starglow-xx · 2 years

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— the ada boys when they find out their little sister is dating someone they know

characters: dazai osamu, edogawa ranpo, kunikida doppo, nakajima atsushi

a/n: i found this buried in the depths of my drafts and it’s kinda like a part two to this !!

i originally had junichiro here too but i got stumped and gave up so maybe i’ll try again for him next time😅

dazai osamu *ೃ༄

// nakajima atsushi (sorry for those who expected chuuya; i wanted to mix it up hehe)

im gonna call it now, if you’re 18 (and single ofc), he would try to set you up with atsushi

*you and atsushi having a friendly conversation bc yk you two are friends*

*dazai creeping up in the background and obnoxiously whispering* shala-la-la-la-la don't be scared! you got the mood prepared! go on and kiss the girl!

you and atsushi: “...”

i feel like it would start off as a joke to piss you off, annoy you, and embarrass the both you

but at some point he might be doing it fr and not as a joke

and if by any chance, you do get together with atsushi then yay!! his precious little sister and his subordinate are dating <33

but it’s different if you were actually secretly dating atsushi the entire time cause then he’ll go off on some tangent about “betrayal and heartbreak”

dazai’s words not mine

but nonetheless, is genuinely happy for the both of you <33

tho does not mean you escape the menace that is your big brother

“ne ne atsushi-kun have you and y/n-chan ever went all the waAWHACKS”

“d-dazai-san?! a-are you okay?!”

“let’s just leave him alone for right now atsushi-kun”

“but y/n-chan you threw a plant at him. a potted plant.”

“i know what i did atsushi”

besides bothering u, he constantly wants all the deets bc he’s nosy like that

“hey y/n-chan–”

“osamu go away”

“but i didn’t say anything yet!”

also blackmails both u and atsushi bc yeah he’s a little shit

you don’t even know how he knows the things he knows bc you’re 98% sure you haven’t told him or gave anything away

“so how was your date at the park? you know, the one you went on yesterday instead of doing those errands kunikida-kun wanted you two to do? i wonder how mad he’ll get~”

“…im calling chuuya-san”

“(y/n) you’re no fun!”

edogawa ranpo *ೃ༄

// edgar allen poe

he’d be such a fucking troll

“poe-kun can you run to the store and get this for me?”

“ah yes of course ranpo-kun!”

“what was that?”

“oh er, of course greatest detective in all of japan and the rest of world!”

anything for that big brother approval yk?

ranpo just wants to mess with him bc he’s bored (and bc he’s a little bitter his younger sister is dating)

poe would come back from the store and ranpo will send him back like 7 times claiming that he didn’t get the right thing or that he forgot to tell him to buy something else

“ah i hope this is the right one this time! i wonder what ranpo-kun needs motor oil and tupperware for anyways...”

ranpo, if he’s not sending poe out for sweets, he always sends him to get stuff he doesn’t need nor want if he’s feeling particularly bored that day and if he’s feeling generous, he’d send poe to run the errands everyone else is supposed to be doing

for example, making him buy the things on yosano’s supply list or going to the grocery store to use the coupons kunikida had been saving

and poe being poe and being in the position he’s in won’t question why he needs it find some more tweezers, sharp knives, alcohol, scalpels or buy 3 dozen eggs and dish washing soap

finding out, you weren’t exactly pleased

you: im speechless!

ranpo: *looks stright into the camera like he’s in the office*

ranpo: despite being “speechless”, (y/n) continued to yell at me for another hour

kunikida doppo *ೃ༄

// dazai osamu

i don’t know how to start this besides holy shit he will flip the fuck out

it’s dazai what else were you expecting?

but jeez lighten up nii-san would you? smh

eventually, he’ll suck it up

it’ll take...quite a while but yes

he’ll suck it up just for you and only you

somewhere deep down inside he’s happy tho bc, he along with everyone else in the agency knows that he secretly cares for dazai

but he has night terrors realizing that if/when you guys get married, they’ll be brothers (in laws, but whatever)

if you accidentally show up with a hickey to work, even if it’s just barely visible, he’s throwing dazai out the window

twice

and then locking him in a closet

dazai also likes to take all your paperwork along with his and hide them in random folders of kunikida’s work so he’ll accidentally do them

istg he’s literally like 5 pieces of paper away from being finished before he realizes he’s in the middle of doing dazai’s 2 week missing report and that he’s done all of your paperwork for today

he starts screaming and you nervously sweat drop from like halfway across the city bc oh boy you can already tell that this isn’t going to go down well

nakajima atsushi *ೃ༄

// akutagawa ryuunosuke

for the sake of keeping you of age, let’s say you’re twins

I CANNOT RN IM BOTH CRYING AND LAUGHING PLEASE SAVE HIM

he cannot for the life of him comprehend how you fell for that...thing

at first you think he’s mad at you which makes you sad, but he’s not; he’s just really really surprised

he never thought that akutagawa would’ve gotten a girlfriend with his “attack and or kill first don’t ask questions ever” kind of thing he’s got going on

ok, sure, akutagawa getting a girlfriend? he’ll get over that shock soon, it’s not rlly his business yk?

but the fact that his girlfriend iS HIS SISTER??

yeah no never in a million years

sometimes he wakes up in the morning thinking that it was a just a nightmare dream till his overhears you on the phone with ryuu and he’s like

“...so that wasn’t a nightmare after all”

anyways

it’s like a complete switch of their relationship

atsushi is more than willing to fight ryuu and on the other hand ryuu is somewhat in control

and just to clarify it’s not bc he doesn’t want to fight atsushi, no he’s always willing to do that bc how dare that jinko look down on me but it’s more like if does it you’ll get upset with him

he doesn’t want to do that

so he fights with every single fiber of his being to resist the urge of smacking atsushi into wall bc no if i do that y/n gets mad and that’s not good

and boy were there close calls

they’re literally 2 seconds from attacking each other but then suddenly they’ll feel a chill in the room from your direction and stop then refuse to make eye contact with anyone

you included (ㆁᴗㆁ✿)

you don’t think that they’ll ever get along, but at least for your sake, you’re sure that they’ll at least try to tolerate each other

for now anyways (*°▽°*)

as always, reblogs and shares are appreciated! i hope you all stay safe! and just in case nobody told you they loved you today, i love you! you are enough! <3

writing belongs to me! please do not plagiarize, repost, or translate on here or any other sites!

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ashthemadwriter-archived · 2 years

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When they find you in their clothes,trying to imitate them

Fandom:Bungou Stray Dogs & The Case Study Of Vanitas Pairings:Atsushi X Female petite!reader,Vanitas X Gn!reader Genre:Fluff Format:Scenario Warnings:Mentions of petnames in Atsushi's part (bunny),reader is shorter than the characters Word Count:0.9K

A/n:got these two requests separately,but since you guys asked for the same prompt i combined them together. hope its alright ;) @alphasmoonlitjinko @exorcisedstraydog

My 100 follower Event!

You sigh while taking the laundry out of the dryer,starting to fold them as you stare at the clock.

"its 1am...where the hell is he?"

You know you aren't supposed to be worried.you know youre supposed to trust Vanitas and dont poke your nose in his business.you know that he can take care of himself.you know all that;

but how are you going to be chill when Dante asks him to come outside in the midnight,telling him he has some nice "information" he might like ti hear?

"this is silly...i should stop overthinking" you think to yourself,but deep down you know youre not going to stop.

not till he gets home safe.

you continue folding his clothes until you get to his clothes.

"right,he didnt even have time to wear his clothes.just grabbed some cloak and ran out of the door" you say,sighing,and caress the soft metarial on the huge,blue bowtie,realising how light yet beautiful it is.

wait.

you were at home,alone,with his clothes;and godknew when he'll be back...

"no!" is the answer to your thoughts,

but you werent a kind of person who would listen to their brain anyway.

thats how you end up in front of the mirror,checking yourself out and smiling at the sight in front of you.

"fancy...hehe" you giggle,holding your boyfriends magical book tightly,and try to imitate his tune.

"a-ahm...Im Vanitas! from the blue moon! lend me your power,Noe!" you say,smirking at yourself,while quickly turning your head at the mirror.

"it doesnt matter what you all want,i will save all the vampires!"

you didnt expect it,but it was really fun!

"Dante-sama,i love you!!

working with foolish idiots like you will one day be the death of me!

Idiot! idiot! dont ever come near me again you idiot! ouch! idiot! idi-"

"you enjoying yourself?"

the sudden appeariace of Vanitas makes you gasp,and let go of the book youre holding up sensationally,which leads to it falling on your head.

"ouch!"

Vanitas chuckled while comming closer to you,laughing at the sight of you holding your head.

"how-when-where"

"when did i came back? well,when you were imitating the time i was talking to Dante!"

there was only one word that could describe this situation.

"embarrassing"

you got up and tried to avoid his gaze,while hiding the blush on your face,and turned your head to the opposite direction.

"ill go change..."

"you dont have to" he smiled and came closer to you,before cupping your cheeks and placing a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"it looks good on you"

you bit your bottom lip excitedly,while putting a huge smile on your face.

"i know,right?"

You smile as you watch Atsushi in his sleep,slightly purring as he turns his back to you to give you more space.your smile turns into a cocky smirk as you get up to actualize the idea that has been on your mind for a while,but havent done it because of not being able to catch the best opportunity.now that he was sleep in his pyjamas,you could do it without being worried if he wakes up,since the poor thing had a long day.

you get up,grab his clothes which was neatly folded on the floor,and sneak in front of the mirror while taking your clothes off,and starting to wear his.

his outfit was one the many things that catched your attention when you first saw him,and you have been adoring his taste in clothes from that moment.god,how much you love those sexy gloves of his.those black boots,his belt that was always hanging in the air,the black leather on his pale fingers...

it was so hot,and it looked even better on your skin.

you smirk and wink at yourself in the mirror,enjoying the sight pf yourself in Atsushi's outfit. it was kinda funny too,cause it looked like a over size coat for you since you were a bit petit.

not that it removed anything from its hotness.

"well arent you a hottie?how about we go on a date?we can go to the coffee house on the first floor and drink some tea while watching Dazai-san flirting to the waitress"

Atsushi has never said that to you,but it could be relatable...?

"im not a kitty,im a tiger!meow!

Da-Dazai san?

i mean if you die,you really really die!

oh my god Chazuke! the love of my life!"

"bunny?what are you doing?"

you freeze in the spot,slowly turning at your boyfriend's direction, who has been peeking at you from the moment you started your little show;

and boy has he been enjoying it.

"i-um...i-i...i...um..." you were frustrating yourself with looking for an reasonable excuse,but was there any...?

"its too big for you" he chuckles while asking you to come into his embrace by opening his arms,and you jump at him while blushing.

"i know...shut up" you mumble,while trying to hide your head in his chest.

"it looks good on you tho...you should wear it more often,bunny" he pulls you closer to himself,running his fingers through your hair while cherishing how adorable you are and how lucky he is to have someone like you next to him.

"i know...shut up" you smile,happy that hes not able to see it.

Reblogs are always appreciated! please keep the tags though :)

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kolyasupremanxy · 1 year

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ʙꜱᴅ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

Fyodor Dostoevsky

With a s/o like Makima

Caged

Fyodor + Family

w/ s smart s/o but acts dumb

⊱ ────────────────── ⊰

Nakahara Chuuya

s/o like death ( Poly!w/Dazai )

Hidden Romance

⊱ ────────────────── ⊰

Nakajima Atsushi

Fyodor's sis!Reader p.1

Fyodor's sis!Reader p.2

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Dazai Osamu

Him meeting someone who want to end it all

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Nikolai Gogol

A day with Nikolai

Protective Bf

With a Ukrainian s/o

s/o like Death

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Fukuzawa Yukichi

Mother Figure!Reader

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Various Characters

Bsd men taking their s/o on a date || Fyodor, Dazai, Chuuya, Ranpo & Nikolai ||

How would Bsd men react if someone confessed to them || Dazai, Ranpo, Kunikida, Atsushi, Fukuzawa Chuuya, Akutagawa, Fyodor, Nikolai & Sigma ||

Disobeying Them || Fyodor, Dazai, Chuuya, Ranpo & Nikolai ||

Playing w/ their hair || Fyodor, Dazai, Chuuya, Ranpo & Nikolai ||

Them as a Boyfie || Dazai, Ranpo, Kunikida, Atsushi, Chuuya, Akutagawa, Fyodor, Nikolai & Sigma ||

Them when you had a rough day || Fyodor, Dazai, Chuuya, Ranpo & Nikolai ||

Them with an Intelligent s/o || Fyodor, Dazai, Chuuya, Ranpo & Nikolai ||

Spy!reader || Fyodor, Dazai, Chuuya, & Nikolai ||

Unexpected Moans || Fyodor, Dazai, Chuuya, & Nikolai ||

s/o w/ trust issues || Fyodor, Dazai, & Chuuya ||

Non-sexual turn ons || Fyodor, Dazai, Chuuya, & Nikolai ||

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irudowb · 6 months

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Time Amongst Time

nakajima atsushi x reader

an: i got this idea from a tik tok lol

warnings: 18+ - smut, sex with feelings, swearing, kissing, fluff (kinda?), no use of y/n, other characters mentioned.

lowercase intented

seven months…

seven excruciating, long months since atsushi has seen you.

he's been away overseas with kenji, kyouka, and kunikida investigating some crooked ability user with a european group; atsushi can't pronounce the name. you were back at home, working tirelessly over paperwork. with four detectives gone it was nearly impossible to keep up with the amount of reports washing in. you had called atsushi one night nearly crying from the stress and lack of sleep.

and by god did it break his heart to hear you so defeated. you both missed each other so dearly, it was getting progressively more difficult to fall asleep at night. him even more so. while you at least could raid his closet for whatever you could get your hands on. atsushi was on a whole other continent. at least, he thought, he had your voice. due to the time difference it was quite hard to hold onto each other for long but he'd call you early in the morning whilst you were getting ready for bed, or you'd call him early preparing for work and he'd be eating dinner. it wasn't ideal, but you made it.

but finally, oh so finally, he's made it back home, quite late, he notes, and he's nothing but exhausted. kunikida drove the four of them to the agency saying it would be safer for them to debrief and drop their reports off before splitting up. as much as they all hated the idea, they knew it was for the better. all together, it had been no longer than fifteen minutes, ever greatful. kyouka bids atsushi goodnight after he lets her know he'd be going to your apartment.

taking the spare key from his bag he tries to surpress the giddy feeling washing over him. at this time, he probably thinks you're already asleep, but seeing your face in general is all he needs right now.

stepping in, your apartment is dark, but the quiet chatter from your T.V. envelops a large smile to atsushi's face. quietly, he shuts the door (locking it), and toes his shoes off. stalking down the hallway he peaks his head into your room, seeing you on your stomach scrolling mindlessly on your phone. he leans against your door frame, smiling dumbly, at you. his eyes flit to the T.V. to see some crime documentary.

"i always knew she was the killer." he says, only to make his appearance known.

you yelp from the bed, dropping your phone and quickly turning to the voice. he sees you freeze for a few seconds before he blinks and you're on him. "atsushi!"

you're hugging him so tight that any outsider wouldn't know where atsushi started and you ended. he chuckles hugging you back just as tight.

"hi, love."

you pull back slightly, to see his face, "you- i-, you-" you stutter out before crashing back against him. he laughs again, holding the back of your head, thumbing it affectionately, his other hand on your waist to keep you against him.

"me." he chuckles out.

again, you pull your head back to fully look at him. your hands encase his chin softly. "you weren't supposed to be back for another week."

he looks at you with so much love and adoration it could set the world alight. a smile never leaving his face. "we finished it early." he shrugs nonchalantly, humour dancing behind the love.

"what-!" whatever you were about to say, atsushi cuts off with his lips on yours. your hands quickly weave from his chin to the back of his neck, eagerly reciprocating. both hands on your waist try to tug and pull you closer to him.

your lips clash together before he nips your bottom lip, desperate you open your mouth for him. your tongues dance together, feeding off of one another.

you pull back slightly, smile widening as his body chases yours.

"please…" and who are you to deny such a pretty request.

you pull slightly from behind his neck, pulling him back into the room. swiftly getting the idea, he closes the door with one hand before it's back on you along with his lips. legs stepping between one another, you two finally reach the bed. gently laying you back, lips still on you, he thumbs the hem of your sleep shirt.

this isn't enough.

pushing his lips with yours, you sit up pulling your shirt off your body. laying you back down, hovering over you, his bare hands against your skin, exploring, mapping, memorizing all that he's missed. his lips trail from your lips to your cheek, down your jawline to your neck. he nips at it possessively while his hands grip your waist, nearly fisting the skin.

dizzily, panting, you grab the sides of his shirt trying to pull it from him. his lips leave you for no more than two seconds and his shirt is off of him, thrown haphazardly across the room. he'll find it later.

he pulls away from your neck, looking at you head on. both panting, faces flushed, he plants the softest kiss to your lips when his look from before returns. "i missed you."

you trap his face with your hands on his cheeks, smiling, you say in return, "i missed you too." and atsushi's heart explodes in his chest.

swallowing it back down, he places a hand on your stomach, firm and obsessive. dragging it down, his fingers slide along the hem of your pants. watching them, you release a low breath, heart skipping in your throat.

in turn, atsushi watches your face. something in the back of his mind begs him to take you right now, but a more prominent part wants to drag this out as long as he can before either of your burst.

"i thought about this, you know." his eyes are half-lidded when yours shoot back up. "so, so many times." he releases a shaky breath. "how you look, how you feel." his fingers breach past the hem of your pants, hovering over your heat before, oh so slowly, collecting your fluid on one finger. you let out a choked moan, eyes slipping closed, "god… how you sound. it nearly drove me crazy not having you with me."

one hand wraps around his wrist, while you bring the other one up to his cheek, opening your eyes you whine, "atsushi…"

"tell me…" he mouths at your throat, desperate to mark you up again, small fangs catching the skin gently. "did you think about this too?" how does he sound so innocent at a time like this?

he chooses now to slide his middle finger inside you, reaching places you could never in three months. you would've slammed your thighs together had his body not blocked the way. he smiles against your neck lovingly, though to you it feels mocking.

"c'mon, baby, you can tell me."

arching your back, your stomach meets his. gripping his forearm, you force your eyes open. "fuck…" your voice breathless and atsushi breathes it in all the same. "of course i did. how- mm, could i not?"

your body is racked with shivers as he adds a second finger, slowly pistoning into you, egging you on. "i- i thought about your hands…" interrupted by your own moan, atsushi exhales a laugh.

"only my hands?" experimentally, he lays his other hand on your stomach, dragging it up to your chest, moving it ghost over your breasts. this spurs on your next response.

"your voice, too. god, shit… it's stuck on me like glue." you laugh, albeit, a little breathless, but it gets out. "atsushi… please just talk to me."

atsushi nearly growls in return, his fingers picking up the pace, his free hand pulls your pants down to your ankles. the hand trails up from your ankle, to your knee, to your thigh, spreading them more, he makes himself comfortable in between.

"tell me what to do." it's a demand, but he already knows what to do.

"fuck, please, god just fuck me." he ignores it, curling his fingers at just the right time, your shoulders tense and hips shake.

"gotta make you cum first, yeah? can you gimme one?" he kisses softly against the skin of your abdomen. you shake your head, eyes tightly closed.

"no, no! please, i need to feel you." atsushi feels like he might burst. he adds a third finger quickly, shuddering a sob from you.

he noses the inside of your thigh, watching you intensely. "yes, you can. just let go for me."

he thrusts his fingers a few more times before your writhing underneath him, cumming with a broken cry.

"that's it."

you're vaguely aware of him quickly sitting up, removing his fingers, but before you have a chance to protest his, very hard, erection is covered to the base inside of you. when did he lose his pants? though, you can't begin to dwell on it as your orgasm continues, clamping down and locking him inside.

"fuck, that's my girl. good job." he kisses your cheek as a tear falls down it. limbs shaking, you reach up behind his neck and bring him down to your lips. you pull back, planting lazy kisses across his face, all you can reach. he brings a hand down to your thigh, adjusting it, somehow pushing himself deeper.

your head falls back against the sheets as he pulls out slowly, out to the very tip then agonizingly slow, pushing back in.

"god, i missed you." your hands are all over him, gripping as if he'd disappear right from your sight. you can't afford to lose this feeling, lose him now.

you roll your hips against him, desperate for more. he huffs a laugh, pushing your hips down with one hand. "you do that and i won't last long."

"that's the point." you smile smugly.

in response, he fastens his pace, be-lining his lips to your neck. he feels you flutter around him, fueling him, pushing him faster. this isn't simply sex, you think, it's the restoration of two souls becoming one again. two stars, long since seperated circling each other for a millennia until the innevitably crash into one another.

he rocks against you, fingertips digging into your thigh leaving indents. the sickly sweet sound of your fluids drawing and sucking him back in each time. you hold onto him tightly, needing more skin against skin, more, more.

as if reading your mind, he brings his chest and stomach flush against yours, pelvis rutting against pelvis, skin against skin, breath against breath, soul against soul. the amount of love and devotion pooling off his skin and yours is too much, you feel dizzy, nearly sick to your stomach.

atsushi slides a hand between you and braces a hand on your abdomen, he feels himself budging inside you. the added pressure grounds you, bringing you so, so close.

"please, please…!" you whisper against his shoulder.

"shit… where-?"

"ff… inside!"

the two stars crash in a heap of bright light and force, pushing loose and unnecessary debris out of their path. between time and space, the only thing in this moment is the two stars becoming one again.

he bites the space between your neck and shoulder in appreciation. body clamping down on him as a flurry of colours flash against your eyes. his hips stutters before he shoves himself as deep as he could go. a soft warmth enveloping you as the mirade of colours mix together creating something far beautiful than the cosmos itself.

gently, they bid you farewell as you feel butterfly kisses along your skin, as one leaves another joins it never seperating.

"…-okay?" you hear, but it feels mudded.

"hmm?"

atsushi smiles down at you softly, "you okay?"

you let out a sigh finding your bearings. "i'm good."

his smile widens against his will; not that he minded. "do you want to shower?"

you blink your eyes open, letting out a pout. "i'm too tired."

atsushi chuckles, "a bath then." mindful, he pulls away slowly, softly patting the underside of your thigh. "come on."

you let him help you up and set you in the bath. sitting behind you he parades you with care and stories of his journey. stepping out and drying you off, it seems his smile never leaves his face. he guides you to bed and like a magnet, you're on his side, in his arms once again.

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