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Rules For Requesting

hey, so i got a request recently and i wasnt quite comfortable with writing it, so i deleted it. Then i realised i didn’t have any rules so people could practically request everything, so i decided to list the things here(+the basic stuff), please read before reqesting

dead dove is fine but no yandere. i hate that shit lmao

im fine with NSFW, but it depends on my mood, if i dont want to write it, ill delete the req, this goes for angst too

im fine with fluff anytime

please, before requesting, keep in mind that i need time to finish it too. I usually write them quickly, but thats bc nowadays im more in a writing mood and enjoy writing 

but sometimes i feel too overwhelmed, so please be patient if you dont get your request filled immediately. 

#rules #pls read this before requesting #read this

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i've been feeling kinda down lately can you write some fluff or anything just really happy and cute

:(( Im so sorry to hear that anon, i hope you feel better soon, but of course! i usually enjoy writing angst but im sick so nowadays i feel like shit so yes fluff

tysm for requesting!!

Dazai x reader (they/them)

Dazai gently caressed their hand, drawing little random patterns at the back of his palm with his finger. They hummed, snuggling further into the warmth of his chest.

"We have to get up, (y/n).."

(Y/n) grumbled, displeased with the idea, "Mm..five more minutes please, 'samu.."

Dazai chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of their head, resting his cheek against their hair, "Okay"

(Y/n) grinned in victory, intertwining their hand against Dazai's, raking their other hand into his soft brown locks, "Osamu?"

"Yeah?"

"You know I love you, right?"

Dazai hummed, "Of course, I love you too, you know? I love you so much, i don't know what i would do without you."

(Y/n) giggled, head tilting up to softly peck dazai's lips and he silently cooed at his lover.

#dazai #x reader #dazai x reader #bsd x you #bsd x y/n #ada x reader #drabble #fluff #sleepy #sleepy cuddles #sleepy snuggles #i hate this #kind of #not really #heheeee #dazai osamu #osamu dazai

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Hello love, are you doing okay today?

I would like to request a Chuuya x Child reader fic. The relationship is ofc platonic where Chuuya has basically adopted a little kid. If you're comfortable could the pronouns be He/Him or They/Them?

Ignore and delete if not interested <3

Hiii!! I’m doing great, thanks for asking! thank you for the request and i hope you like this<33 (i did hc’s cuz i couldnt really think of a scenario loll) 

He/they pronouns! also i made this kid a bit sarcastic and done with life because uhm yeah haha

Chuuya x platonic! child! reader

okay so 

we all know that chuuya has a [absolutely terrible] temper so him having a kid- wOw

but he was on a mission where he had to kill this dude for betraying the mafia

after the job was done and he was waiting for his men to “clean up” the mess

he hears footsteps

he would’ve been alert by then but these footsteps sounded so smOl 

just like- a kid’s-

to tell you chuuya’s heart dropped when a little kid poked his head from the wall 

the staircase thing, you know? chuu’s at an angle where he cant see the stairs because of wall blocking it-

so he freaks out and rushes to the kid, blocking his field of vision with his body

how did he manage that lmao

and he ushers the kid to an empty room and addresses his question

“where’s my dad?” 

“he’s- uh.. on a trip! and i have to- take care..of you while he’s- gone..?” 

this child seemed about 10 but at the same time he didn’t believe him

at all

“are you that mafia thing he always talks about?’

“...”

okay so afterwards he decides to bring the kid to his estate and cook him something

“this is your house?! Wow, its so cool!!” 

okay but ngl chuuya was a little offended when he started asking if it really was his house

as the kid (y/n l/n) started eating his spaghetti

“Okay but are you sure you didnt order this?” 

“Yes im sure i made it myself-!”

He gets on the phone with kouyou

“i got a kid.”

“you wHAT-” 

just kidding kouyou is elegant™ she doesn’t lose her cool

but she did get mad at chuuya

“how’s you accidentally get a kid? Is it yours?? Oh my god was it Dazai?” 

“ANE-SAN MEN DON’T GET PREGNANT.” 

aNYWAYS-

after that amazing phone call he decides to adopt the child

and im not going to describe it because i havent ever adopted a child:’(

this kid 

is a fucking savage

goddamn and chuuya thought dazai was bad

“what’s your height, chuuya?” 

yes he never bothered to use honorifics

“....five feet three inches” 

“Wow that’s so short.” 

*angry chuuya noises* 

y/n actually is very fond of his new dad (yeah he figured it out he’s smart) and misses him

alot

when chuuya has to go on missions and do tasks he just drops y/n off to kouyou or some other trusted friend (tachihara:D)

and y/n dear misses him

i know this isn’t cannon but let’s just say he’s on a mission with the ada because mori is a sadist.

and suddenly chuuya gets a call

“hello?” 

pause 

and then he starts freaking out

“huh? you’re kidding! I’ll be there, take care of him!!”

“chibi where are you going! we still have work to do!”

“Fuck your work my child is sick-”

“your wHAT-” 

i wrote this in like 10 minutes no wonder its so bad:/

#chuuya #chuuya x male reader #chuuya x reader #chuuya x child reader #chuuya x male child reader #chuuya x reader platonic #platonic #fluff #angst #? #idk #why did i write this #this is actually so bad #IM SO SORRY #chuuya angst #chuuya fluff #x reader #bsd x reader #bsd #bsd x you #bsd x child #dazai #chuuya nakahara #nakahara chuuya #chuuya nakahara x reader #nakahara chuuya x reader

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Sweet Dreams

I actually got followers from the sneak peak thing?!?! goddamn tysm for 33 followers!!:D Also i feel like ive disappointed everyone with how this turned out but ok

Consensual Somnophilia btw!!(is that how its spelt? lol)

Chuuya x male! reader

Chuuya woke up to movement that night, it was around seven in the morning, but he and his lover had decided to sleep in that morning. Besides, he had no work to be late to, it was Sunday, after all. 

Said movement was caused by his lover, who was shifting, tossing and turning in bed and, if Chuuya’s eyes weren’t failing him, there were beads of sweat on his forehead. Worriedly, he put a hand around his waist, thinking he had a fever, intending to wake him up- 

Chuuya paused. Was that a-? No, no.. he must have heard it in his head.. His lover hadn’t moaned in his sleep, had he? 

“haah..please..” 

He paused, so it was a wet dream. He lightly tapped at his stomach, “(y/n)?” He paid no attention to the mention of his name, pushing back against Chuuya, trying to get as much friction as he could, small moans escaping his open lips. 

Chuuya groaned, already starting to get hard, “(y/n)...” He reached down, stroking his abdomen before his hand dipped into his pajama pants, grabbing his length and rubbing the tip with his thumb. 

(Y/n) moaned, clutching at the bedsheets and arching his back, rubbing against Chuuya and in turn making him hum a noise of satisfaction. 

Chuuya let his free hand wander, grabbing at his chest and rubbing his now hardened buds, making him gasp and sputter at the stimulation. 

He nipped at his ear and trailed light kisses down his neck, sucking a hickey just below his jaw, (y/n)’s sweet spot, he mewled. 

Chuuya slipped a thigh in between his legs, moving it upwards in slow movements, a whimper escaped (y/n)’s throat as he grinded down on it, clutching his knee while moaning shamelessly. 

He massaged his hips, mouth still working on his neck, leaving many bruises and hickies to form. (Y/n) whined, unable to reach his peak and Chuuya cooed at him, tensing his thigh and rubbing it harder against his groin. 

He groaned at the movement, crying out when he finally reached his orgasm, panting heavily and hands shaking around Chuuya’s knee. 

He could feel a wet spot form on his thigh, seeping into the fabric. He gently slipped his thigh out, holding the (h/c)-nette as he rode out his high, convulsing slightly in his arms. 

Once he finally calmed down, Chuuya untangled them and went downstairs to the kitchen, beginning to cook breakfast. 

---

“G’morning Chu..” Chuuya hummed at his lover, looking back at him with a teasing smile, “Had a fun time?” 

(Y/n) flushed, “Wh-what do you mean?”

Chuuya smirked, “What did you dream about?” 

He muttered a small ‘nothing’, burying his face in his arms, completely red. He chuckled seductively, “I’m not done with you yet, just wait till after breakfast..” (Y/n) made a small noise and blushed harder. 

#i hate this lol #i literally cant believe i wrote this #ew #chuuya #chuuya nakahara #chuuya x reader #chuuyaxreader #xreader #x reader #bsd x reader #bsdxreader #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungoustraydogs #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungoustraydogs x reader #bungou straydogsxreader #malereader #male reader #chuuya x male reader #chuuya x male reader smut #bsd x male reader #bsd x you #bsd x y/n #chuuya x you #chuuya x y/n

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Nightmare

I DIDNT EVEN KNOW THIS EXISTED????? AND FOUND IT IN MY DOCS?? BUT HERE??? soukoku btw

Chuuya squirmed and winced in his sleeping state, currently hating his brain for everything he was feeling at that moment. Another Nightmare. They seemed to be very frequent nowadays, taking place almost every night, they used to only occur after corruption, but Chuuya hadn’t used that in a long time, scared he’d lose control.

But now, Arahabaki seemed pissed off, and made its way into Chuuya’s head. Chuuya was good at being quiet when these nights took place, but one has a breaking point. And Chuuya was now freely moving around, beads of sweat forming on his forehead whilst he let out sounds of discomfort.

Dazai and Chuuya shared rooms, because even though they had their own apartments, they had to stay here to go on a mission in the morning. This was just to make it easier. Dazai, who usually slept easily, woke up from the sounds coming from Chuuya’s bed and assumed his ability was acting up again, slowly starting to get up. Well, he was partly correct. Partly.

Chuuya’s body was glowing a faint red and Dazai held his cold hand gently, disabling his ability but kept a firm grip on his hand until his heartbeat and breathing went back to normal, like he usually did. But that didn’t happen.

Chuuya turned to his side, bringing his knees up to his torso, hugging them and trying to get as much comfort as he could, and whimpered slightly, fear etched into his delicate features.

And at that point, Dazai knew something was wrong. Dazai and Chuuya had their fights and arguments, but it doesn’t mean Dazai didn’t care for the boy, he wasn’t that heartless and(even though he’ll never admit it) he held a soft spot for Chuuya.

So seeing him like this made him slightly panicked, but he tried to stay calm, prying, with difficulty, Chuuya’s arms off his thighs, since they started to bleed at the pressure. Dazai climbed into the bed and adjusted it so that Chuuya was sitting on his lap, facing him.

Chuuya held onto Dazai for dear life, and trembled. Dazai wrapped his fingers around his Chibi's body, embracing him. Chuuya’s small frame was shaking, he broke into sobs, choking back tears.

Dazai raked his hands through his fiery locks, calming him down slightly. “Chuuya?” He asked cautiously and in a slow noise, in order to not scare him.

He called out his name a few times, waking him up after a while. Chuuya seemed a bit dazed and his azure orbs were unfocused and distant, as if he was still in that twisted situation his brain somehow made.

Dazai fed him a glass of water, taking breaks in between so Chuuya wouldn’t choke on it. After that, Dazai cuddled his dazed chibi to sleep, and vowed to himself not to tease him or bring this incident up.

After all, Chuuya showed him a vulnerable side to him, for someone like him to see that, he felt special.

#soukoku #chuuya #dazai #cute #fluff #angst #hurt/comfort #soukokuangst #soukoku fluff #soukokufluff #soukoku angst

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Sick

 yosano x reader and its kinda old cuz this blog is kinda dead but:D happy 20 followers to me btw!!

You shifted around the bed, trying to get into a more comfortable position. You’d tried everything now. You had tried to cuddle a pillow to sleep, drowning yourself in fluffy blankets, hell, even got up to take a shower at 4:00am, but you still couldn’t sleep. Your body was sweating, but you yourself felt cold. Your head pounded and you felt strangely nauseous and weak. Yet you still couldn’t get yourself to believe you’re sick. It was just the all-nighter you pulled yesterday, right? You just drank too much coffee, and it’s just a freezing night! Nothing to worry about! Then why the fuck were you so uncomfortable? It’s like your body was going against you. And you hated it.(this is the part i took a break bc i felt like i was bouta pass out, oooh i love my life:D) You had work tomorrow dammit! Why couldn’t your body just shut the fuck up and go to sleep?

As you awaited sleep, the front door opened slightly, your girlfriend, Yosano, walking in and then shutting the door behind her. She thought you were asleep, but still double-checked, because if you were asleep she had to stay quiet.

When she saw your wide awake eyes, she frowned. “(Y/N)? Why are you awake?” “Can’t sleep,” you responded, then Yosano noticed the heat radiating off of you and checked your temperature, her eyes widening. “You’re sick, (Y/N), you need medicine,” she finally said. You protested and kept saying you were fine, but now that you thought about it, it really did seem like you were sick.

She filled the glass beside your table with water and you drank it slowly, holding the glass with both hands since they were shaking. Next, she helped you to the bathroom and splashed your face with cold water, and then got you an ice pack to keep on your forehead whilst you slept. She kissed your head softly, “Goodnight, sweetheart.”

And you smiled, humming in contentment and snuggling into the soft comforter. 

#yosano #akiko yosano #yosano akiko #sick #sick reader #fem reader #yosano x reader #bsd x reader #ada x reader

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Dazai Deserves this

crack, i guess

I peeked through the crowd, spotting the brunette with Chuuya, and angrily making my way to them both. They were in a more secluded area, at the entrance of an alley. Upon seeing me from the distance, the male’s eyes lit up, as if I were an old friend. 

He hurried to me, ignoring his partner's shouts and yells of annoyance, “Ah! I have found a true beauty to commit double suicide w-” My eyes narrowed, before I raised my hand and slapped him across the face. 

His features etched into a look of shock, and I smirked, happy with his reaction. He lightly touched his cheek, wincing at the pain, and I figured this would bruise. 

Good, something for him to remember me with.

The redhead had caught up with us by now, slightly panting, but he also was surprised. 

There was silence between us, before Chuuya burst out laughing, and Dazai whined, looking at me with a hurt expression. 

“Th-They bitchslapped you! Just like that!” He could barely get the words out before he doubled over and clutched his stomach because of how hard he was laughing, “Oh, I can’t believe this!” 

“But-”

“I didn’t slap you for your offer of suicide.” I cut in, interrupting Dazai. 

They both looked at me, obviously expecting an elaboration, which I did, “I slapped you for making Akutagawa the way he is, you see-” 

“‘You see’,” Chuuya mocked me, “What, are you recording a Dhar Mann video?” 

I sighed, slightly chuckling, “You broke the fourth wall, Chuuya,” Chuuya laughed along with me. 

“What are you both talking about? What's the fourth wall?! Who’s Dhar Mann??” 

#dazai #chuuya #osamu dazai #nakahara chuuya #crack i guess #i made this for fun #aku deserves better #dazai go die #fluff #angst #crack

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Coming Out

Yayyyyy! I’m proud to announce that i go by they/them pronouns now! I wrote this as a smol celebration thingy heh:D (tysm for 15 followers btw!!)

Nervous. 

You were nervous. 

After a ton of research, and a bit of questioning from your friends, you had decided you were non-binary. 

Of course, the first person that knew was your other friend, also non-binary, the one you asked for advice from. After being completely sure with your decision, you sat on the couch, nervous, waiting for your boyfriend, Chuuya, to arrive home. 

You were off the entire day, Chuuya had noticed. No goodbye hugs, no morning kisses. What was wrong? Was it something he did?

He sighed and fetched his keys from his overcoat, opening the door with a soft click!

He saw your small figure on the couch, hands fidgeting on your lap. 

He walks over to you, placing a soft kiss on your temple, “Hey, dove.” 

“Chuuya,” you breathed out, “I..need to talk to you about something.” Chuuya paused for a second, heart beginning to race uncomfortably, “The way you say that makes it seem like you’re breaking up with me,” he chuckles light-heartedly, but his eyes widen slightly at your lack of response and he begins to panic slightly. 

Ohshitohshitohshitohshit-!

“Come sit down,” You tried to control the waver in your voice, hoping you sounded confident and not as scared as you felt. He let out an audible gulp and sat on the couch right next to you, “What’s wrong?” 

You took a deep breath, “I’m- uh-” Okay, not how you expected to sound. 

Okay, (Y/N), you can do this.

“I don’t identify as a girl anymore.” 

Chuuya exhaled, letting out a sigh of relief, “Okay, so...he/him pronouns?” 

“No- Gender Neutral-”

“Gender-neutral?” 

“No- wait- that’s not the word-” 

“Non-binary?” 

“Yeah! Non-binary! I'm going by they/them pronouns now!” 

There was silence for a bit, before you both burst into laughter, “That was way less dramatic than I thought, to be honest-” 

Chuuya embraced you in a huge hug, resting his chin on top of your head, “This is amazing, thank you so much for trusting me enough to say this...!” 

“It isn’t much of a big deal Chuuya-” 

“Of course it is!” 

“It isn’t- Wait...why-why are you crying?!” 

#chuuya #nakahara #chuuyanakahara #nakaharachuuya #chuuya nakahara #chuuya x reader #chuuya nakahara x reader #fluff #chuuya fluff #bungou stray dogs

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Dazai’s Bithday

Posting this now cuz im gonna get bad grades and my mother will take my laptop away so i cannot post tomorrow I HATE HAVING STRICT PARENTS-

~.~.~

Dazai was pushed against the wall by Chuuya, as the said redhead began nipping and biting at his neck, Dazai tried his best to keep in the sounds.

“Ch-Chuuya-” Chuuya hushed him with his lips, mending his lips against his, “Shh, it’s your birthday, let me do this for you.” Dazai shut up, giving up to the older male. 

Dazai usually topped, not because he wanted to, no, it was because he didn’t trust anyone to top him. But Chuuya..

He whimpered as the redhead’s hands travelled down, sliding down his back and groping his ass. 

Dazai grabbed at the redhead’s hair, tugging at the fiery locks as he bit his lip, his hips finding themselves grinding against Chuuya’s, making them both moan. 

Chuuya carried them both onto the couch, stripping Dazai of his clothes, and taking a moment to take in his body, hungry eyes roaming his upper half. 

Dazai blushed, “D-don’t stare..” 

The older chuckled, “But you’re so beautiful, Osamu..” 

In Dazai’s flustered state, he didn’t realise the hand that travelled down, from his chest, from his thighs, to his-

“A-ah!” He moaned as a finger prodded at his hole, slowly sliding in. He grabbed the redhead’s arms, shaking with pleasure as Chuuya started to move, gradually setting up a pace. 

One finger turned to two, and two to three, and soon Dazai was trembling under Chuuya, moaning his name. Chuuya was sure to have bruises on his arms the next day. 

The redhead smirked and Dazai clenched around his fingers, hard, as he orgasmed, his body going limp. 

As the brunette panted, his arm over his face, he felt something else near his hole and jolted, his eyes opened to see Chuuya hovering above him, naked, and smirking. 

“Time for something..thicker..”

#nsfw #soukoku #chuuya x dazai #dazai #chuuya #dazai x chuuya #soukoku nsfw #soukokunsfw #soukokusmut #Soukoku smut

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ChuuAtsu Meeting

i really hate this but i wrote it in 10 minutes and MY EXAMS ARE OVER BUT IM POSITIVE I GOT REALLY BAD GRADES IN ONE YAY

~.~.~

“You’re fucking kidding me-?” 

“No, Chuuya, I’m not. They just need some help, and we’re in a truce.” 

A low growl left Chuuya’s throat, but Mori’s smile never wavered. He was supposed to go to the Agency to help them, fuck that. Why was he supposed to help? They would be fine on their own, but Chuuya reluctantly agreed anyway. 

He scowled, leaving the office. 

I don’t get paid enough for this.

~.~.~

He checked his phone, standing at the entrance of the warehouse, tapping his feet impatiently. 

Me (8:01 pm)

Where the fuck are you??

Mackerel (8:01 pm)

We’re on our way, could it be you miss me?;)

Me (8:02 pm)

What the fuck no, that’s gross, just hurry up.

The redhead shoved his phone back into his pocket, their meeting time was eight pm, yes, so they weren’t that late, but he was a busy man, he didn't have time for this! He could be out drinking with Tachihara, hanging out with the Akutagawa’s-

“Yo, Chibi!” A voice distracted him from his thoughts, his head snapping up to meet brown orbs, frowning at his ex-partner. 

“Why-” Chuuya’s eyes wandered to the person behind him, seemingly hiding behind the lanky brunette. Dazai seemed to notice him gazing at the boy, and spoke up. 

“Oh, this is Atsushi, my new subordinate, be nice chibi.” 

“Subordinate?”

“Yes-” Chuuya pulled Atsushi aside, to which the white-haired male squealed, taken aback, Chuuya leaned into his ear, “He hasn’t been treating you bad, has he?”

Dazai rolled his eyes, “Of course not!” Chuuya stared skeptically at his ex-partner, before turning to Atsushi, blushing and stuttering at the proximity, “He’s making you say that, isn’t he?” 

“Can you not?” Dazai huffed, clearly displeased. Chuuya ignored him.

For the rest of the mission, Chuuya stayed right beside Atsushi, ignoring the male’s assurance that he’d be “completely fine on his own.”

~.~.~

#chuuya #chuuyanakahara #atsushi #atsushinakajima #atsushi nakajima #chuuya nakahara #chuuya x atsushi #chuuyaxatsushi #chuatsu #chuuatsu #fluff #soukokuig

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Drunk

the title ugh

Chuuya’s kinda uh ooc

Chuuya x Dazai (soukoku again-)

~.~.~

The redhead sighed, taking a few steps forward before his legs almost gave out, he clutched the wall beside him for support as Tachihara glanced worriedly at him, “Yo, you good man?” 

“Yeah..j-just tired...” Tachihara huffed and helped Chuuya up, “Let’s go home.” Chuuya, unable to protest, leaned to Tachihara as he put a hand over his shoulder, holding him up.

They managed to reach outside, the younger unlocking his car and helping Chuuya get seated as he blinked, as if he just woke up.

Tachihara sat in the driver’s seat, and in no time they were off and on the way to the older's house. 

~.~.~

“Are you sure you can walk?” 

“Yes, I ca-” 

“No, like, really, really sure-?”

“Michizou, I am a 22 year old grown-ass man, I believe I am perfectly capable of walking to my house.” 

Tachihara blushed, before sputtering a goodbye and zooming off, the speed he was going at, Chuuya wouldn’t be surprised if it was even legal. 

The male walked to his house, slamming the door shut. 

What a great fucking day it was today. Chuuya huffed angrily and grabbed his keys, stepping out of the house, once again. 

Today was just not a good day for him. He felt empty, and lonely, and scared, and tired, and his gut feeling concluded that something was going to happen today, whatever that meant.

He felt overwhelmed, and weak, and he absolutely despised feeling this way. Usually whenever this happened, he’d drink his sorrows away, so that’s what he decided to do.

He walked into Lupin’s bar, one of the bars of Yokohama that was just in the shadows, blending into the alleyway.  

It was just as empty as always, and the redhead slumped down a random barstool, “The usual will do.” 

The bartender nodded curtly, before disappearing into the back, coming back in a few short minutes with a glass of blood-red wine. 

Chuuya mumbled out a thanks, slapping a bundle of money on the table, the bartender only raised a brow, “The wine is cheaper than this, Chuuya-san.” 

“I think we both know damn well I’m not leaving this place with only one glass of wine, Itsuki-kun.” 

Itsuki rolled his eyes, “Are you even of the legal age? You don’t look very old.” 

Chuuya huffed angrily, glaring at the 19-year-old, “Of course I am! I’m 22!”

“Of course, of course, and your height explains that very well.”

Chuuya growled, “Shut. Up.” 

The ravenette’s eyes softened, despite the redhead’s tone, “What brings you here, anyways? You don’t drink here much often nowadays.” 

His blue eyes looked dazed, he looked far away, “I-I don’t really know, I just thought I’d drink today, I guess..” Itsuki hummed, before going to the back to prepare more drinks for the older. 

He came here to drink, he did so. One drink turned to two, and two turned to three, he drank until he couldn’t remember where the fuck he was, but then he remembered the date and cried continuously as Itsuki, confused and panicking, tried to comfort him.

~.~.~

The male hummed a familiar song as he trotted down the street, hands in his pockets. 

Dazai had decided to go out and get a drink, it was Odasaku’s death day, the day he left the mafia. The least he could do was drink in his honour. 

His plans were spoiled, as always, as he spotted a stumbling person in front of him. His eyes narrowed, ‘I should just ignore this guy.’

He moved out of the way, but still somehow the seemingly drunk person bumped into him, “Uhm..Excuse me?” Dazai awkwardly tried to help up the guy, but his breath hitched.

“Chuuya?!” Said redhead lifted his head to see who had called out his name. 

His eyes narrowed suspiciously, “Who are you…?” His words seemed slurred, and his eyes were puffy and red, Dazai picked him up. 

Why had he been crying? Chuuya was an angry drunk, not an emotional drunk! 

It didn’t seem like Chuuya recognised the person lifting him up, but he didn’t resist, instead, his curious eyes followed his every move. 

“Chuuya? Can you stand?” The stranger let go of his hands and he fell onto the ground once again, the stranger chuckled at him, and Chuuya just hopelessly gazed up at him. 

“No...I don’ tink soo..” He looked around confusedly as the stranger, once again, lifted him up by the hands and made him lean towards himself for support.

Dazai was confused, Chuuya never got this drunk, and without supervision.. If Dazai hadn’t been here-Dazai didn’t want to think of that, and instead focused on carrying Chuuya back home. 

Literally.

He was holding Chuuya in a bridal-style, since he had proven that he could not walk at all. 

Bright blue eyes stared at him as they finally recognized the brunette, “Da..Dazai..?” Dazai smiled down and nodded at him, he just looked so cute, looking up at him like that. 

Chuuya buried his face in Dazai’s chest, starting to cry. The brunette froze.

“Chuuya- Why- Why are you crying?” Chuuya sniffled before answering. 

“C-cuz it’s the day ‘ou..lef’ me..”

~.~.~

why is it that i come back after ONE day and suddenly i have 4 new followers and 46 notifications lmao tysm<3 

#chuuya #nakahara #chuuyanakahara #dazai #dazaiosmau #osamudazai #soukoku #soukokufluff #soukokuangst #hurt/comfort

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One Bed Hc’s

One bed trope w/ the boys^-^

Characters: Akutagawa, Chuuya, Dazai

~.~.~

Dazai:

This mf

he planned this

He fucking knew- 

Ok, so-

The ADA was on a mission

and they didnt have enough rooms

nor enough beds

So he planned and convince Fukuzawa to let him share a room w/ you

And he somehow got the room with only one bed

queue you blushing and asking if you could sleep on the floor

“No, Belladonna! It’s fine! We can share the bed~!”

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

He said it so casually, too, so you were confused™

His crush on you hadn’t really sunk in yet but then he imagined sharing the bed with someone else

like Yosano

and immedietly went “NOPE!”

But maybe that was cuz she was a doctor...?

#Cancelmori2k21

Anyways

He was freaking out

whilest you were in the bathroom, getting ready for bed

when you came out he acted all fine tho

His face was red tho

“Something wrong?”

“Nothing, im good, just peachy, nothing to worry about, nothing at all.”

Your eyes narrowed but fine then, whatever he said

You climbed into bed and for a while you were just laying there, back’s facing eachother. 

And then Dazai shifted, turning around

‘huh that’s weird’

but you were sleepy so you ignored it

ANd then right as you were slipping into unconsciousness,

Something grabbed you

well kinda

something hugged you

like a big pillow

not thinking, you nuzzle into the warmth and fall asleep

dazai smiles like an idiot behind you uwu

Chuuya

This man is my love, my one and my only-

Okok moving on

After the ac in his room broke

he raged, threw a cabinet at it infront of you, still denies it to this day

he had to share a room with you

fun

he was just kinda stiff and insisted he could share a room with someone else like kajii, or tachihara-

“Why? Do you not want to be here with me?”

“No! I- yes? Wait nO-”

So there you sat, chuuya laying stiffly on his back, his eyes widened, looking as if he just wasnt there

poor boi™

you shut the lights and walked over to the bed, it dipping under your weight

After a while of you not being able to sleep, you shifted to find your pillow

the one you’d always keep at the side bc you need something to sleep with

and you came into contact with chu chu

so you froze, but then thought, ‘fuck it’

and you cuddled up to him

he froze, but then relaxed, thinking you were asleep, and wrapped his arms around your waist, snuggling into your hair

you’d need to talk in the morning

Akutagawa

Oh god okay

he was kinda confused as to why he was supposed to share a room with you and not someone else, like gin.

you were on a mission, you were a subordinate of kouyou and you tagged along with the black lizard and akutagawa to the mission

bc fun

so aku was already kinda nervous

sharing a room with anyone, he’d be nervous

he did NOT have a crush on you- he DIDNT-

He shoved the pillow and blanket you’d provided him with and threw in on the floor.

“Tf are you doing??”

“Im sleeping here?”

“Nope”

you grab his hand, and if it were someone else he’d unleash the wrath of rashoumon upon them

But like this was you so

he just huffed and tried to hide the smol blush on his face

now, he wasn’t like Dazai

or chuuya

so he wouldnt allow you to cuddle him

even if you were his crush

but, unlike chuuya, he initiated contact

he kinda reached his hand out, intertwining yours in his and fell asleep that way

to tell you gin screamed when she saw you 2 in the morning lmao ryuu was so angy™

#akutagawa #akutagawaryuunosuke #dazai #osamudazai #dazaiosmau #nakaharachuuya #chuuyanakahar #xreader #chuuya x reader

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Masterlist

Total Works: 21

Bungou Stray Dogs

| * Angst |

| ^ Fluff |

| ~ NSFW/Smut |

| + Series |

| - Crack | 

Chuuya Nakahara:

On my darkest days, you shine light upon me  [ *^ ]

The Love Was Mutual  [ *^ ]

One Bed Hc’s [ ^ ] 

Coming Out [ ^ ] 

Dazai Deserves This [ - ] 

Sweet Dreams [ ~ ] 

Just A Child [ -^ ]

Dazai Osamu: 

On my darkest days, you shine light upon me  [ *^ ]

An Important Mission [ ^ ]

One Bed Hc’s [ ^ ]

Dazai Deserves This [ - ]

Sleepy Snuggles [ ^ ]

Atsushi Nakajima:

Face [ ^ ]

Period  [ ^ ]

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke:

Face [ ^ ]

Halloween  [ ^ ]

One Bed Hc’s [ ^ ]

Yosano Akiko: 

Sick  [ ^*]

Soukoku:

Caught  [ ~ ]

Change  [ *^ ]

Praise [ ~ ]

Drunk [ *^ ]

Nightmare [ *^ ] 

Dazai’s Birthday [ ~ ]

Shin Soukoku:

Random Relationship Hc’s  [ ^ ]

ChuAtsu:

ChuAtsu Meeting [ ^ ]

WIP’s:

What Could Go Wrong? [ + ]

#bsdmasterlist #masterlist

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Praise

Chuuya pushed the male onto the bed, breaking the kiss to pull his shirt off, before sliding his hands over his bandaged chest, Dazai’s breath hitching as he did so, “Can I?”

Dazai nodded, his eyes following Chuuya’s moves as he gently pulled the bandages off, exposing his bare chest. 

The redhead leaned towards Dazai, capturing his lips in another heated kiss, playing with the younger’s chest while doing so. 

He squeezed the brunette’s nipple, Dazai letting out a whimper into the kiss. 

Chuuya, taking advantage of this, pushed his tongue in and put his hand on Dazai’s head, pushing his face closer. 

The kiss wasn’t slow, it wasn’t gentle. Dazai liked it rough, and Chuuya knew that, he was his partner, after all. 

Chuuya’s hands left his upper half and instead grabbed the underside of Dazai’s thighs, pushing them upwards, grinding up against him. 

“What a good boy for me,” Chuuya whispered against his ear, Dazai moaned, “I wanna hear your pretty moans, Osamu,” 

The brunette froze, his legs wrapped around the redhead’s waist tightly, his lips were partnered but no noise came out.

He whimpered, clutching onto Chuuya’s shirt as if it was his life support, his body going limp as he panted silently, the redhead looked at him with a worried glance.

“Da-” He then noticed the small wet spot on his pants, how his legs were silently shaking-

“Did you- Did you just cum?”

#dazai #chuuya #soukoku #smut #soukoku smut #soukokusmut

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Change

~.~.~

Chuuya knew, as soon as he walked into the office, that this was going to be a bad day. 

He just had that instinct, and he prepared himself for the worst upon walking into the office, because the last time he felt this, this uneasiness, was 4 years ago. 

The night Dazai left. 

He remembers the night very clearly. 

‘You know, Dazai, when you left, I opened up a bottle of Petrus, that’s how happy I was.’

Half of that was true, he did open a bottle of Petrus, but was he happy? 

Fuck no. 

He cried, and he hates himself for that. Why cry over- over Dazai?

He shuddered, pushing the thoughts at the back of his mind and mumbled a word of greeting towards Kouyou, who passed him. 

“Chuuya, Mori’s calling for you, in his office.” Kouyou had a look of pity on her face, Chuuya knew that whenever Mori called someone to his office, shit was about to go down. And not the good kind, either. 

He nodded, straightening his dress shirt a bit more, and headed to his office, taking a deep breath and knocking on the hardwood. 

A faint ‘come in’ was heard and Chuuya pushed the door open, standing with perfect posture as he shut the door behind him, facing Mori, “Boss, you called for me?” 

A thin sadistic smile spread over his face, “Yes, I have a new mission for you, details are on the desk in your office. You are to follow what I wrote, if I find out you failed to acknowledge the directions I've set up for you...it won’t be very pretty, Chuuya-kun.” 

Fuck.

So that’s what it was about, the dread eating him up from inside. 

What kind of sick mission did Mori assign him now? Maybe it was just a long mission..or maybe, maybe it was a normal day? A normal mission, and his instincts were just off... 

Yeah, that was it..

Chuuya nodded curtly, shuffling out of said office, some bypassing group of subordinates humming in acknowledgment, Chuuya smiled at them and headed down the hall, where his office was. 

Maybe he was just overreacting, it was nothing. Nothing was wrong. 

Hopefully.

Chuuya grimaced and unlocked the door to his office, taking notice of the small paper note on his desk. 

Now, how had Mori come to his office, Chuuya would never know. 

He picked up a small piece of paper, turning it around and reading it’s contents. It was a simple enough mission, an illegal prostitution site came to surface disguised as a cafe, he just needed to burn the place down. 

Chuuya’s eyes skimmed through the paper, before freezing at the last 2 words. 

Use Corruption.

Why?

He could easily fulfill this mission without corruption, and Mori..he knew Chuuya couldn’t use corruption without Dazai.. 

Chuuya gulped, thinking. 

Then this meant.. 

This meant Mori..

Yeah, no mistaking it-

This was a suicide mission.

~.~.~

Dazai didn’t know what to expect when he came home that night. He was bored, tired, yes, but sleep never came to him by will, he just collapsed every few days and would wake up a few hours later. 

That was his sleeping schedule. Unhealthy? Maybe, but Dazai wasn’t going to die by exhaustion anytime soon, so it was acceptable. 

He didn’t eat much, either. Even if he tried, it’d immediately come back up. He had opened up to Yosano about this, and she helped. She helped him find light foods that not only his frail body could easily digest, but he also enjoyed the selected foods. 

One of these foods was canned crabs. He didn’t eat much of it either, it was like a treat. He usually had plain rice, but after his usual check-up with Yosano, she had given him permission to have some. 

And so he plopped himself into the couch, munching on said food while mindlessly scrolling through his phone. 

He heard knocking on his door, and paused momentarily, who would be at his apartment at-

Dazai glanced at the clock on the wall-

1:37am?!

He got up, grabbing is loaded gun and clicking the safety off, before cautiously opening the door, seeing-

“Chibi?” 

Said man looked up with sad eyes, Dazai looking around him, to see if anyone followed him there, before looking questionably at the shorter male, “D-Dazai- Can I come in-?” 

Dazai ushered him inside, shutting and locking the door behind him, seating him on the couch and going into the kitchen to make some tea for the both of them. 

Dazai would’ve teased him, thrown in a few dog jokes here and there- but no, this was serious. Chuuya was being-  UnChuuya-like

He placed the gun on the counter, picking up the 2 mugs and walking back into the living room.

Chuuya was hugging his knees, covering him tightly was a baby blue throw blanket, the only thing visible was his small tuft of red hair peeking out from the top of the blanket. 

Dazai handed him his cup of tea, before seating himself next to him, taking a small sip of his tea, careful not to burn his tongue. A few minutes passed, and Chuuya’s shivering body stopped shaking from the cold, and he seemed a bit more relaxed, Dazai decided to break the comfortable silence. 

“Chuuya, what happened?” Chuuya tensed at the sudden noise but faced the brunette with a dazed look in his eyes, “I- Mori..He assigned me a mission..and-” Chuuya’s voice cracked and a sob got stuck between his teeth, his body starting to shake again. 

“He-he told me to use Corruption.”

Dazai put a hand on his shoulder, “Hey, it’s fine Chuuya, you...do you want me to come along?” 

The redhead shook his head, “No- I want out, he- I don’t-”

Dazai smiled cheekily, “Oh-finally.” Chuuya looked at him, confused, “Will the agency..accept me?” 

“Well, they accepted me! Doesn’t the chibi know what a great person I am?” Chuuya shuddered and grimaced, “Yeah, well, I’m not as great as you are, Osamu.” They both stared hard at each other, before bursting into laughter, real, genuine laughter. 

Chuuya smiled, he missed this. 

“You know, chuuya, I never really broke up with you..we just-” 

“Had a small break-” Dazai giggled, and Chuuya swooned, “Yeah, I-I guess you could say that..” 

Dazai leaned in, his lips ghosting over Chuuya’s, as consent, before the older’s eyes fluttered shut as he closed the gap between them, their lips dancing in a rhythm. 

This was nice, this was familiar. Chuuya smiled into the kiss and wrapped his hands around Dazai’s neck, kissing deeper, the tea cups long forgotten on the table.

Dazai’s hands found themselves on Chuuya’s slim waist, caressing the skin underneath his shirt. He relished the way Chuuya kissed him, it was almost as if they kissed everyday. 

Everything was just so perfect with Chuuya.

~.~.~

#Chuuya #dazai #soukoku #fluff #angst #soukokufluff #soukokuangst #gay #nakaharachuuya #dazaiosamu

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The Love Was Mutual

Basically Chuuya thinks his s/o doesn’t love him but she’s just not used to affection and cold because she’s in the mafia and I don’t think people usually have a good background in the mafia hehehe angst:D (ends in fluff btw)

Chuuya x reader

|Somewhat of an argument, I tried| 

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Chuuya was a romantic. 

If he loved someone, he’d treat them amazingly, and he expected the same. He lives off of affection and praise and just love. 

So he was not very happy when (Y/n) didn’t show any form of love. He had a crush on her from the very start. 

How graceful she looked, even when she was killing. She was new, but she was another member of the Black Lizard, and boy did she assassinate well. 

I mean, give her a picture of the target, and- oh? Where did she go?

Her tracking skills, everything, made Chuuya fall in love with her, and when he confessed, she accepted, they were now dating!

So why does he always feel so empty? So alone?

Even now, at their shared apartment, he felt extremely lonely. She was on another mission, and hopefully would be back in about-

The door opened and Chuuya’s head snapped in her direction, “Hey, Chuuya…” She looked extremely tired and slid off her blood-stained jacket, going into the bathroom to change and clean her clothes. 

Chuuya glared at her direction, not even a hug?

He sighed sadly as he thought of the last decision. 

~.~.~

“Chuuya, did you eat-” 

“Let’s breakup.” Chuuya spoke in such a low whisper she barely heard him, but she did, and (Y/n) froze, “Why? Nothing’s wrong,” she mumbled, but she did know what’s wrong. She was aware that he wasn’t affectionate. And that’s why she was so reluctant to date him. 

“Nothing’s wrong? Seriously?” Chuuya spoke in a loud voice so she heard him, “You are never home! And of course whenever you are, you act like I don’t exist! Tell me, do you regret dating me?!” When he got no answer, he spoke in a low and dangerous voice,  “Me falling in love was a mistake.”

(Y/n) looked down, unable to catch his gaze, to which he scoffed, and promptly turned around, and headed to the door, but she gripped his hand, “P-please don’t go..I-I’m sorry I just-” 

Chuuya lifted her face, seeing her tear filled eyes and wet cheeks. 

Regret pooled in his gut, and he felt the urge to vomit, thinking back at what he said, “Nonono, I’m sorry, (Y/n), I didn’t mean to-” He hugged her and she silently cried into his shoulder.

“I-I don’t wanna lose you, Chuuya..I just- I’m not used to love..” 

Chuuya’s heart panged with guilt, “No, dove, it was my fault, I’m sorry, okay?” He pulled back, caressing her cheek with his thumb, she looked up at him with sad eyes and Chuuya felt so bad knowing he was responsible for them. 

“Chuuya, did-did you eat?”

Chuuya snorted, she was always so worried for him, even at the most random of times, “Yes, I ate, what about you?” 

“No, I’m not hungry-” 

“That is not acceptable,” He dived into the kitchen, and she followed him to see him messing around with a few pots while cutting up vegetables, she sniffled, “I wanna help.”

Chuuya smiled at her, “C’mere, then.”

#chuuya #nakahara #chuuyanakahara #nakahara chuuya #fluff #angst #argument #itried #this is sad #kind of #bungou stray dogs #fluff at the end

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Random Relationship Hc’s

Akutagawa x Atsushi

|Just random stuff:D|

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Aku doesn’t know how to cuddle and would just freeze and tense up when Atsushi snuggled up to him

He’s just new to relationships don’t mind him

He just watches Atsushi go to sleep and wonder ho on earth he got so damn lucky

(I mean same have you seen Atsushi)

Akutagawa sucks at cooking since Gin used to cook 

Atsushi is like okay at cooking

not chuuya level but he’s fine

I mean they manage to not die so thats an accomplishment

Akutagawa tolerates Dazai only cuz his babie looks up to him

Akutagawa isn’t into PDA but he’ll hold Atsu’s hand if people stare for a little too long

Chuuya ship them 100% he helped in the confession

He forcedconvinced Akutagawa to get him flowers and confess and thank god it worked

He literally umped out of his hiding spot gosh darn was he happy

Kyoka was just like, “Wait akutagawa. The emo edgelord. He’s dating Atsushi. Okay then😬”

Okay well Aku might be an emo edglord but like he’s ATSUSHI’S emo edgelord:)

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#atsushi #akutagawa #akutagawaryuunosuke #atsushinakajima #awe #fluff