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semifilms · 3 months

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semi, ATSUMU, osamu, hinata, TENDOU, OIKAWA, IWAIZUMI, kuroo, SUGAWARA, akaashi, TANAKA, aran, GOSHIKI, asahi, USHIJIMA, UKAI, kyotani, suna, terushima

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that-weeb-in-ur-closet · 9 days

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Fingers.

F!reader x whichever man you wanna read it as.

(First time doing an "any man you think fits" story, so-)

You were going to your local grocery store to buy your weekly supplies like you do every Saturday. It wasn't anything new, you walked down the isles and got done in about thirty minutes. You walked to checkout to see a new worker...Never seen him before.

He smiled politely at you as he started to scan your items. He has that fluid motion of someone who's done it for years... It doesn't make any sense...

"Cash or credit?" His words cut you off of your thoughts, looking up at him and handing him your credit card. "Credit, please."

After one swipe, it doesn't work. Not because it declined, just because it isn't working. So, he swipes it again. "Sorry, this happens sometimes." He says, now trying to scan it.

After a few tries, he finally gets it to work.

"Sorry for the inconvenience, mi amor." He says quietly, helping you to load the bags into your cart.

You couldn't help but notice just how nice his hands were, specifically his fingers. They were long, and they looked strong, too. Nails were perfectly trimmed. So, you decided to compliment him on them.

...

And that's how you ended up in the back of the store, his fingers plunging in and out of you skillfully, desperate moans flowing from your lips while he smirks.

"You like that, mamas? My fingers really that nice?" He says with a click of his tongue, thumb going to rub your clit while he adds another finger in your whole.

"Y-yeah— Fuck, how many t-times have you done this?" You ask in a chaste and hurried tone, struggling to keep your eyes from rolling back.

"I've done it enough times, to say the least. But, nobody's ever complimented my fingers before, so that's a first."

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leti666bigboss · 1 year

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part 1

featuring: kuroo tetsuro, kozume kenma, yamamoto taketora, yaku morisuke, haiba lev, suna rintaro, the miya twins, terushima yuuji

genre: crack

warnings: terushima's might be just a liiiiiitle bit suggestive

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marikosenwrites · 2 months

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📓✧˖°.bungo stray dogs smut scenarios and hcs

sen: my first smut fic lmao idk what and how i do but i'm gonna TRY MY BEST feed back is VERY MUCH appreciated i originally planned to do purely fic no hcs but i decided against that ^v^ tell me if you want the word count because i'm unsure if i should put it or not

characters: ada!dazai osamu, edogawa ranpo, chuuya nakahara

warnings: smut, mdni, im still putting ooc here, binding, biting (i'm still thinking tell me if smth needs to be added), rough sex (?), oral sex, use of y/n

(starts under the cut!)

‧₊˚⋅📃✎ᝰ..𖥔 ݁ dazai osamu

୨୧ loves binding you with random things that are flexible near him, like a tie or his bandages and things like that

୨୧ dazai just tangles his hand in your hair and like weaves through the strands and he doesn't want to pull his hand out so just pulls your hair and stuff

୨୧ if you ask him to be gentle, he compiles immediately and starts slowing down his relentless thrusts

୨୧ likes preparing you first (using his skilled fingers)

୨୧ when you're all wet he just invites himself

୨୧ pm!dazai would have done gunplay occasionally

scenario:

"bella- shit, you feel so, so, good, baby, yeah- god," dazai moans, his pace not slowing down, but becoming faster, which was what you hadn't expected.

a few whimpers and moans escape your lips, turning the taller on more, "'s-'samu, s-shit, slow down," you whimper some more as dazai hoists a leg on to his shoulder, allowing him to reach deeper places into your hole.

you scream, only to be stopped by two fingers going into your mouth. "shush, bella, yosano-san will find out. you certainly don't want that, do you?"

you shook your head in response, tears rapidly flowing down and reaching the crumpled sheets. although you cried, it was because of both the pain and the pleasure that your boyfriend was giving you.

"osamu..." you mumble as he slowed down his pace to an actually bearable one. "you're too harsh on me."

"oh? is that so?" he grinned and started to fasten his pace once again. "hmm?"

"o-osamu-! fuck-" as your pretty mewing and moans reached his ears, he grabbed a string of bandage on the nightstand next to you and tied your hands with it. "-osamu?"

"mm, you look more delightful than ever like this, bella." the man smirked.

"shall the show officially begin, now?"

‧₊˚⋅📃✎ᝰ..𖥔 ݁ edogawa ranpo

୨୧ into foodplay is the first thing i'll say

୨୧ loves sucking on tits too (literally his favorite thing to do what am i on about)

୨୧ loves sex after a tired day at work (like MINOURA or new people insulting him and stuff) (by insulting i mean saying that he isn't a good enough detective)

୨୧ sex between the both of you always starts with a make out session and then (and then) BOOM you strip and the good part starts

୨୧ he is a lazy bottom for real but when he's mad/frustrated oh boy you bouta see some stars

୨୧ loves when you top him

scenario:

quite a while had passed since you were bouncing on his on his cock, your moans and his combining into a harmony that was unique on the world, and only happens once a week or so.

ranpo had come home from a bad day, a frustrating one. you had always tended to his needs when it came to to tired days. and the same applies for you.

"mm...you look so nice bouncing like that f'me, sugar," the raven-head grins as he aids you with his hand.

you moan prettily, as you say, "ranpo- ngh-"

his moans get louder as he goes closer to reaching his peak. a while more after, you come with him closely following you in the motion. "well, sugar," his chest heaves up and down. "did you enjoy it?"

"m-mhm," you nod, unable to speak too much.

"well," he flips you around, now him on top of you as he puts the lollipop he was sucking in your mouth.

"let's begin round two."

‧₊˚⋅📃✎ᝰ..𖥔 ݁ nakahara chuuya

୨୧ not into gunplay, just because he's in the mafia, doesn't mean he has to be into gunplay right?

୨୧ is really soft with you once you warm up and stuff

୨୧ doesn't really have kinks

୨୧ had this one time he used his ability to pin you down

୨୧ active bottom? maybe. likes being in control more, though

୨୧ loves giving oral

scenario:

"doll, y/n, you're taking me so good, fuck-" chuuya groans in pleasure as your throat contracts and takes his length fully.

"ngh-" you couldn't really speak, considering...his dick was down your whole throat.

the red-head threw his head back as his eyes shut close, all while waves of pleasure overwhelmed his whole body and took over him.

your gaze went up, and observed chuuya. it was as if he had no more self-restraint at all. his gloved hand was tangled in your h/c hair, as he subconsciously massaged your scalp.

your groans met chuuya's sensitive ears and the sounds only turn him on more.

"sweetheart- ngh, fuck, s'good-" he felt some weird feeling gather at the bottom at his spine. was it his orgasm coming? perhaps. but in that moment, nothing mattered. in this world, you are his only pillar. you are his life. you are his everything.

one last moan and he came in your mouth, and less than a few seconds later, you also came. he pulled out as he watched his cum drip from his tip, and you swallowing the bodily fluid your hot session had produced.

"you were so good, doll." chuuya tenderly wiped a few beads of sweat off your forehead.

"i-" you swallowed your saliva, "it felt...good. maybe we should try again some other time, chuu."

"'s that so?" he smiled.

"we should end the night here. we're tired, after all."

©all banners, dividers, and stories are made by marikosenwrites and the pictures in it are from pinterest. i own none of the bungo stray dogs/bungou stray dogs/文豪ストレイドッグス characters mentioned here. all rights reserved, please do not steal.

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#bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #bsd chuuya #ranpo edogawa #bsd ranpo #bsd smut #chuuya x reader #dazai x reader #ranpo x reader #mdni #sen's works #i learnt gradient text

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kitasgloves · 4 months

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hq characters as me and my friends' text messages

part 2

— ♬ SFW purely crack & humor, platonic but can be perceived as romantic

Osamu & Sakusa

Iwaizumi & Suna

and yes my friend snitched on me for smoking inside his cousin's house >:(

Oikawa

my friend was out of the country last month and I was missing them lmao

Kita

this was me and one of my older guy friends, and no I don't have Spotify premium idgaf

#— ♬ ©kitasgloves #haikyuu #haikyuu crack #haikyuu texts #osamu x reader #sakusa x reader #iwaizumi x reader #suna x reader #oikawa x reader #kita x reader

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satorisoup · 4 months

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★ THE AFTER PARTY - masterlist

⋆ kuroo x reader haikyuu band au.

⋆ y/n is a growing, independent singer/song writer under the persona, “vocaliz3.” when offered the opportunity to write songs for the famous band “N3KODANI”, her skills are put to the test in more ways than one, unaware of the feelings and fame that could arise. will she make it to the top of the music industry?

★ a few things to know :

⋆ this au is heavily based on the weeknd and his song “the party and the after party” (hence the title).

⋆ this is written and smau combined.

⋆ characters are aged up.

⋆ ask to be in the taglist in the comments!

⋆ TEASER

⋆ PROFILES - N3KODANI ⋆ VOCALIZ3

⋆ 1 - DIRE

⋆ 2 - REAL OR FAKE?

⋆ 3 - PROPOSITION

⋆ 4 - DIRTY RICH

⋆ 5 - SWEETHEART?

⋆ 6 - PRAISE

⋆ 7 - REST

⋆ 8 - HELPING HAND

⋆ 9 - CAFE CATASTROPHE [?]

★ STATUS : ONGOING

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sugawarassoulmate · 1 year

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parenting with husband bully!osamu and husband loser!kuroo

#haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyuu texts #haikyu texts #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #osamu x reader #osamu miya x reader #haikyuu headcanons #📱#📱kuroo #📱osamu #loser!kuroo #bully!osamu #i'm baaaaaack

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honey-blogz · 2 months

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•Texts you two have while in a relationship•

•Kenma x gn reader•

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kxmikomrade · 1 year

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Hello hello ma dear😌✨

I was bored and thought of something, ahem, so:

Dear waiter/cheff, may I order some pumpkin cake donut, chocolate Iced donut, Boston Creme Donut and Vanilla Iced donut with a smau?

How would they react recieving a message like; 'Would you like to double suicide, gorgeous🥰😉🤩?'

Just curious-

Anyways- hope u have a lovely day! ^^✨

🍁˖࿐ Suicide For Two?

Genre: Crack, Fluff Gn!reader Warnings: Suicide topic obviously, swearing, kunikida getting mad at dazai again Author's Notes: HEYY SKITT FUNNY HOW I GOT DIS DONE SO QUICK YET I HAVENT EVEN DONE UR FIRST GENSHIN REQ YET 😭😭 Da power of requesting for a fandom im active on ig 🤷✨ TY FOR REQUESTING THO <33 IT WAS FUN!! FEEL FREE TO REQ AGAIN :DD

Bsd Masterlist

Dazai Osamu

Nakahara Chuuya

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Gogol Nikolai

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dont-f-with-moogles · 3 months

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The Envelope (Part 2) (NSFW) Dazai x Reader 1261 words

Cold morning. A tentative blue threaded with pale clouds. Mist had gathered in the corners of the windows. The double doors remained closed for now; you still had time to unload the gleaming cups and saucers from the dishwasher. Your manager - Uzumaki’s renowned, veteran barista - passed by the counter. His mouth was pulled to the side as though he was suppressing an uncomfortable smile.

“I, ah… think someone is trying to call you.”

With a wave of his hand he gestured to the lit smartphone which lay, singing idly to itself, nestled between a tray of glasses and the petty cash tin. A leaden weight had settled in the pit of your stomach. You didn’t need to check to know who it was.

As you continued stacking the cups within a wall-mounted cupboard the phone’s melody ceased, only to be followed by the sound of a chime. One insistent ping followed another; a flurry of notifications without pause. With a pained sigh, you retrieved your phone. Refusing to scroll back and read the long reel of previous messages, your eyes settled on the most recent.

Not that I want you to rush back of course! It’s only a small fire after all.

There came the rapid tap of your thumbs in reply.

I told you this morning that I’m not coming back until after my shift.

Dropping the device down with a thud, you continued to put cups, glasses and cutlery away, all the while ignoring the series of shrill sounds which rang impatiently from your phone.

“Sounds like someone wants to talk to you,” the café owner observed, unlatching the double doors and releasing a flood of warm light into the long room. Rather than answer, you pretended to search for something in the dishwasher’s cutlery basket.

“Perhaps you ought to answer him?”

“What makes you think it’s a him?” you countered, looking up at just the wrong moment. The café manager’s smile was all-knowing. He was a people watcher; an inadvertent gatherer of secrets. He had held his position with quiet pride for many years, unobtrusively pouring coffee as the lives of his customers played out around him.

Lifting a small bag of sugar cubes, you began to refill the ceramic containers on the tables.

“...in any case, if you don’t answer, he might come up here.”

Hesitating, sugar tongs still in hand, you managed a derisive snort. It did not take long for your false bravado to cower upon itself. Thinking better of it, you stalked back to the counter to seize your phone.

I won’t be back til 6. Grab a shower or a coffee or some fresh bandages if you have indeed set fire to yourself - whatever you need, but don’t wait for me to get back. Spare key in the teapot.

The device had hardly touched the surface when its screen glowed in response.

Good to know there’s another spare. I took the key you hid in the sconce. Think I’ll hang onto it ;)

You do that. Think I’ll have the locks changed.

Ah! You’re driving me insane! <3

“Miss?”

“Coming!” you called, relieved by the distraction. A steady queue of customers had formed from the cash register, snaking out into the hallway beyond. Stifling a yawn, you poured coffee into paper cups, adding a dash of milk here; a shot of syrup there. Plastic lids were fastened on in succession. You stretched your arms and arched your aching back. Names were penned on cardboard. The morning rush was always this busy, only to be followed by… silence. There was the respite after the madness. The calm before the storm. Only a visit from your rather irregular regulars could break up the monotony now. The Armed Detectives from the fourth floor, with their wild antics and raucous laughter… You ground your teeth. Not that you were thinking about him though. Not that you were, even now, considering checking your phone for his messages. Too often you had witnessed those poor souls who fell for his superficial charms. They would weep, helpless, struggling to comprehend the reason for his sudden absence. How ignorant they were, never knowing he had already moved on to his next person of interest…

Even as you stood, reasoning so calmly with yourself, your hand was inciting a mutiny against your mind and body. You reached for your phone again.

Ditch work. Tell the boss you have a headache and need to stay in bed ;)

I think he might see through that brilliant scheme?

Cruel mistress! Don’t make me beg :(

This is on you. I’m not making you do anything.

Three little dots danced, taunting, as he crafted his reply. You set the device to one side each time the café owner strode past. It was more than your job’s worth to be caught sending messages to one of your regular customers.

As the manager stooped to clear one of the tables, your phone buzzed irritably.

Don’t pretend. And for the record, I hate being made to wait.

Wait for what exactly? You smiled; it wasn’t like you to behave so coyly but, somehow, his persistence had reeled you in like a spider’s silk.

Seriously? Don’t forget that I’d been trapped behind bars for WEEKS. You know I couldn’t stop thinking about you in there. I thought last night was all I needed but holy fuck, I already miss your pussy…

The weight in your stomach shifted. Something sparked, like flint on stone.

It’s 9:28 am! We’ve only just opened.

Well what time does your pussy open? Cause I’m

Heat flooded your cheeks. You felt your pulse beating in your throat; blood roared thunderously in your ears. You looked up - another poorly-timed gesture - to witness Ranpo glance away thoughtfully, his finger tapping his chin. The detective who saw through everything.

You dropped your phone with a clatter.

“I thought the temperature was mild today,” he observed dryly, such was his way of small talk. “Is it hot in here?”

“Yes,” you answered automatically, placing your phone face down before you could read the rest of Dazai’s message. Given the brief glimpse of the words hard scream beg and gag you could only assume it contained some tangible threats. You dusted down your black skirt self-consciously and reached to tighten the fastening in your hair, remembering that you had been forced to wear it loose today. Only its dark curtain, as it swung about the white frill of your collar, could hide the blemishes he had left upon your skin the night before. Incriminating marks which had branded you as his.

“Sorry, I uh- Let me pass you a menu-”

“Sweet curry,” Ranpo declared without pause. “And, not that it’s any of my business, but Dazai thrives on dysfunction. Nothing bores him more than having his own schemes go smoothly. I wouldn’t be so quick to give him the replies he wants.”

You gaped in astonishment. “That’s not- that’s-”

“One doesn’t need ultra deduction to read it in your distracted demeanour; the way you’re repeatedly picking your phone up, cursing to yourself… we’ve seen it all before. It’s the Dazai effect. Not to mention the circles under your eyes, your constant yawning…”

“Plus those hickeys speak for themselves.” Yosano had appeared behind him. “Pour us both a coffee - you look like you need it.”

Ruefully brushing your hair down against your neck, you turned away, poured out two cups and grabbed a blue Ramune from the fridge. What had ever made you think that sleeping with Osamu Dazai would have gone unnoticed by a group of professional detectives?

Part 1 (tw)

#part 2!#dazai osamu #dazai x reader #dazai x you #dazai x y/n #dazai x fem!reader #text replies #bungou stray dogs #bsd #n.sfw #my writing

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forusomimiya · 1 year

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Haikyuu! Texts 💬

Hq guys reacting to your wet dream

Osamu, Bokuto

Okay sorry if this was really shitty, but I've been sick for about 3 days and I'm out of ideas 🤒 Don't hold it against me :(

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taeyamayang · 3 months

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a stranger’s comfort

ꗃ 𓂃 　 𐂯◜｡ 🌐 𐑺 ֗ ִ ﹒ ꒰˘꒳˘๑꒱໒

Character: Streamer!Kenma x fem!reader

Genre: good ol’ fluff with a sprinkle of angst | social media au | romance | strangers to ?? to ??? | i love akaashi MOVE

Status: On Going, might be 10-15 chapters long idk it depends

Synopsis: Kenma, a streamer you are a fan of, sends a message to a wrong number (you). From then on, you both find yourselves growing fond the anonymous person you have never met before.

a/n: some of the interface of fake twt and imessage might be inconsistent. for eg, later chapters might have japanese texts on the side-writing this story, before i had japanese as my phone’s language so sorry! but it doesnt affect the story or anything. also, i recently changed phones. i was a samsung user so some of the emojis might be inconsistent with the later chapters cos im using an iphone now! anyway, as i said any inconsistencies wont affect the story. just a quick heads up

꒰˘꒳˘๑꒱໒ Character List

꒰˘꒳˘๑꒱໒ Chapter List

ָꗃ A Friend?

ָꗃ Bad Guy, Good Guy

ָꗃ Perfect Timing

ָꗃ Breaking Walls

ָꗃ The Irony of Us

ָꗃ Loosen Up!

ָꗃ Risk

MASTERLIST | HQ MASTERLIST | buy me ☕️? 🥹

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splitontendo · 1 year

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pairing: osamu miya x f!reader

synopsis: in honor of your friends birthday your friends and you all decided to get high. buying the drugs from no other than osamu miya. the most attractive dealer you’ve ever laid eyes on.

bonus!

masterlist | previous

fun facts! 🍃

atsumu, hitoshi, kenma, kuroo, all helped osamu plan his proposal (to an extent) hence why they weren’t THAT shocked.

suna wasn’t informed bc osamu knew he wouldn’t be able to keep it from u-

sunarin’s management team made him create a burner account after getting his main suspended.

a/n, THE END! thank u all for sticking w this story and being patient w me :’) it means sm! thanks again for all the likes, reblogs, and comments. they all mean so much to me. <33 happy holidays and happy new years!!! 🍾

taglist, can’t tag bold

@kaleidoscopekai @shiraboobie @90s-belladonna @p0nponpurin @its-the-aerieljeane @liliesloves @tetsuswhore @tanakasimpcorner @lilith412426 @sunababiee @jewlmin @rinvtaro @kokogxddess @tsukkisboo @sammcaav222 @sunarinnies @bakugouswh0r3 @gosteponlegoo @nerdynstoned @dabidoki @neologyro @rinschuupet @m1lfluv3r @criesinpisces @sunahyejin @annoyingfestivalbuscuitnerd @eveyams @inusdoll @melancoliie @darlingkuroo @peachyaeger @mariachiiiiara @teenydancer @aaniyahz @sugabeaniee @saltishima-rex @riceballsandanime @erinoikawa @vinjayeet @sirachano0dles @encrytpta @huskyhunny @whorefornoodles @zlatanakermann @lilsimp (closed)

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biggestfyolaifan-moved · 1 year

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yandere dazai or chuuya. i beg. maybe runaway reader? 👉👈

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[yandere!dazai, chuuya, with runaway reader]

[warnings under cut + neutral reader]

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ღ ; note

HIHIHI LILIA THANKYOU FOR REQUESTING HONESLTY RUNAWAY READER IS MY FAVORITE THING EVER !! MY WRITING QUALITY COULD BE A LOT BETTER, I'M SO VERY SORRY!! THANK YOU!! I WROTE THESE TWO SEPARATELY^^ ALSO I DO NOT SUPPORT THIS BEHAVIOR IRL. THIS IS PURELY FICTIONAL!!

ღ ; warnings

yandere behavior, kidnapping, implied drugging, killing, manipulating, that kinda stuff yk!!

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the night you escaped from the horrid place you were made to call home was freezing. the man, no, devil named chuuya was quick to lead you into his home. you had faint memories of the red-headed man sauntering behind you, putting his hand on your shoulder and offering you a walk home. the entire way your legs had gradually became weaker and weaker. almost.. numb.

your mind was dazed. chuuya sat next to you on a wooden bench, squeezing your hand comfortingly. it was hard to hear him speak clearly. the hand caressing your hair wasn't helping the fact your world was spinning about fifty times faster than it normally did.. which wasn't very fast. and before you knew it, you were pacing around a locked room, finally regaining your ability to walk after multiple days.

to your knowledge, chuuya was at work. it took days to memorize what time he came home, but it still wasn't perfect. he could come back at any time, completely unannounced. except usually, you could hear him arrive while you heard the loud motorcycle park outside the home. you had to be quick tonight.

even after fumbling with the loose lock and successfully opening the door, it was no surprise to you that the front door was.. also locked. two locks. a bobby pin wouldn't work in this situation, you needed something else.

sure, chuuya was smart enough to put a lock on the knife drawer, but he forgot about one little thing. a small, dull butter knife was in the sink. it wasn't dirty, but chuuya had forgotten to put it away. you thanked whatever gods there must have been, because now, it felt like only a higher deity could give you the miracle you just recieved.

both of the locks were difficult to get through, but the knife made it easier. and it was done, because there you stood, before the open door in the front yard. a sigh of relief managed to escape your mouth while you slid the knife in your waistband, making a run for it down the cold streets.

before you knew it, it was 11pm. just two hours after escaping from chuuya's home, it started to rain. wait, was that a person?

they emitted a reddish-orange glowing aura, could they also be an ability user? you stepped closer, and closer. the person faced away from you, but you were so close to them. they were oddly stiff, standing as if they were looking ahead at something.

but.. the body dropped.

the body lied on the floor. this was no ability user, no, no, this was the work of someone else. but.. how did the body stay upright? there was no way he just now died, it had to have been at least ten minutes.

a gloved hand harshly seized your shoulder. of course you recognized him. he knew you would come here. he must've been watching you.

chuuya didn't speak. you were almost paralyzed in distress. part of you was still terrified of the dead man you just saw, and the other was terrified of him. he had nothing to say to you, not until morning.

ღ ; song i listened to while writing: here

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losing you wasn't the first thing on dazai's mind until the night he lost you.

of course, he saw it coming. did you think escaping from him hadn't crossed his mind once?

looking back at it now, maybe it was stupid of you not to consider the risks of escaping. traps, cameras. anything. it was like this man had just about everything worked out perfectly, so if you messed it up in the slightest, it would all turn against you. all of your friends, all your family.

and it never occured to dazai's coworkers what it meant when he almost constantly checked the cameras at work, and abruptly got up in the middle of a meeting to go 'feed his pet goldfish'. he didn't even have a goldfish.

dazai didn't exactly panic when he saw you open up the doors on the cameras- he had already seen it coming.

and to your surprise, you didn't hear from dazai all day. no messages, calls, visits, anything. maybe it wasn't the best idea to return home, but your doors were locked anyway. even then, you still didn't feel safe in your own home.

the ultimate goal was to stay the night and then go to the police station to get this handled by someone with higher authority than yourself.

that was, if you made it through the night.

it was easy enough, right? no way dazai would find his way in, he didn't even have keys, nor did he know where your home was. did he?

of course he did. it was 4:32am, and brown hair dangled just a few inches above you. a cheery grin was spread across his face, but dazai wasn't happy with you, no, far from it. you never exactly believed in the phrase, "frozen with fear" until now.

and despite his grinning smile, the most unsettling things about dazai at the moment were his eyes.

the way he always pulled you close to him after attempts to run away from him was almost disturbing; the way he would brush your hair with his fingers and whisper things to you. "what did you think was going to happen, huh?"

the tall man was crouched, but still seemed to loom over you, even when you sat up. one arm wrapped around you and squeezed your hand, while he other hand kneaded at your scalp. his voice was quiet, and almost sweet.

"i got inside so easily, that's a safety hazard." dazai leaned in, resting his chin on the top of your head. you could feel him shakily smile while speaking once more, "see? you're a lot safer with me. you can't crawl to anybody else."

and he wasn't lying. almost everyone you knew was somehow, some way, acquainted with dazai. he was right. you couldn't crawl to anyone else.

ღ ; song i listened to while writing: here

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// i csnot it is 3:35am for me rn. i am deeply sorry to anyone who is bald because i wrote that the reader has hair, i will start writing bsd x bald reader for inclusivity

#yandere chuuya #yan chuuya nakahara #yandere dazai #yandere dazai osamu #yandere chuuya nakahara #bungo stray dogs x reader #yandere bsd #bsd x reader #last text is /j 😭

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grapementos · 2 years

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my princess

aged up atsumu, osamu, sakusa, kageyama, sugawara, oikawa x (she/her) reader

mindlessly scrolling through tiktok wasn’t always such a waste of time, not when you stumbled across an absolute goldmine of trends to do on your boyfriend.

there were many, many to choose from, but one in particular caught your attention: a trend of which a tiktok filter randomly chose two disney princesses, one that was meant to represent your boyfriend’s ex—and one to represent you. following the results, you were meant to ask your boyfriend which of the two princesses he prefers without context.

fully prepared to commit murder if needed, you randomized the filter, pressing record on your phone.

after a few moments, the filter reached a verdict: his ex was tiana from princess and the frog, you were moana. here goes nothing.

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onlylovingstrangers · 2 years

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BESTFRIEND!HAIKYUU CHARACTERS' RESPONSES TO "I'M BORED"

Kuroo: Only boring people get bored.

He coincidentally is confused as to why his relationships never survive past the third date.

Kenma: Doesn't respond.

You know not to take it to heart because he's really busy, but sometimes he accidentally leaves you on read and you get butthurt.

Sugawara: Wanna do something crazy?

When you suggest something, like cutting each other's hair or painting your bedroom pink, he's down. He's game. He's at your place in 10.

Nishinoya: Let's do something crazy.

You have something in mind, but he shoots it down. This gets you irritated until he presents his idea — the crazier, eviler cousin of your idea — which the two of you execute asap.

Suna: Come over.

Do not go over. You will be just as bored. He said it without meaning it.

Osamu: Come over.

Do not go over. You will be just as bored. He said it but he doesn't really care if you come over or not.

Atsumu: Come over.

Do not go over. You will be just as bored. He said it cause he thought it sounded cool.

Kageyama: Want to help me practice my sets?

You go over in hopes that after practice ends you'll go to a cute cafe together or something. Prepare for your hopes to be dashed — practice never ends.

Shoyo: Want to help me practice my spikes?

See above.

Ushijima: I see. 👍

You'd spoken to the ace about the great and grievous sin known as Dry Texting. "Try using emojis to spice things up," you'd taught him. Now he diligently adds the thumbs up emoji to every other text. You don't know whether to laugh or cry.

Akaashi: If you're in the mood for a book, I have a list of recs with your name on it :)

Sweetest boy. Lowkey you're in love with him. This is why I think Akaashi embodies friends to lovers

Tendou: sends you a link the most disgusting video you have ever had the misfortune of viewing.

"WTF," you text him back immediately. "WTAF WAS THAT." His response? "At least you're not bored anymore. Lol"

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