#platonic bsd

[generalhumancloudalmond2]

Platonic Masterlist

Genshin Impact

Harbingers

Pierro

headcanon

lost

sleeplessness

Capitano

headcanon

birthday

escape

Dottore

headcanon

Columbina

headcanon

Arlechino

headcanon

home

hello, new home

Pulcinella

headcanon

Scaramouche

headcanon

Sandrone

headcanon

La Signora

headcanon

Pantalone

headcanon

lamp

ring

pearl

glasses and a book

Tartaglia

headcanon

quarrel

ducks

weak

Liyue

Zhongli

dragon

treasures

Baizhu

favourite patient

Inazuma

Kamisato siblings and Thoma

miss you

Sumeru

Tighnari

instincts

smell

present

Cyno

water in the dessert

Bungou Stray Dogs

ADA

Atsushi Nakajima

friendship

Akiko Yosano

headcanon

Fukuzawa and Rampo

melon bun

Dazai and Atsushi

white lilies

Port Mafia

Mori Ougai

headcanon

little follower

Kouyou Ozaki

headcanon

sand castle

Pianoman

rainfall

Paul Verlaine

blindness

Dazai and Chuuya

the brother you deserve

Mori and Dazai

tea

Decay of Angels

four walls

freedom

Rats in the House of the Dead

Fyodor Dostoevsky

cut

Nikolai Gogol

headcanon

Hunting Dogs

subway

Kimetsu no Yaiba

Muzan

wonderful child

[iridescentdove]

If it is not too much trouble, may I please request a Yandere? Platonic! BSD x Arlecchino! Reader, let's say that the reader has played an important role in almost everybody's life.

For example, she took Kouyou under her wing when she failed to escape the Mafia, advised and convinced Fukuzawa to save Yosano, treated and viewed (15) Dazai as only a child and not the demon prodigy, never once used or placed Chuuya as the second choice, etc. Things like that, but the reader is still in the Fatui and does run the House of the Hearth and looks after orphans while also training them to be enlisted in the Fatui. So, they probably view reader as a parent figure and someone dear to their hearts and don’t want anything bad to happen to them.

A LIFE OF OUR OWN.

Yandere!Platonic!BSD x Arlecchino!Reader

A/N: I immediately worked on this request on seeing it omg anon you guys do not know how much I love Arlecchino ... also for here I use "Father", but that's only because in the game Lyney & Lynette call Arlecchino that. Feel free to pretend it's mother or something else!

You're the second whole of their hearts.

They'll do anything for you ...

Father.

It's not a coincidence. To take one for an example. KOUYOU, that poor little girl who did nothing wrong. She was such a sweet kid, someone nice ... and yet she was there in the Port Mafia. Taken away and unable to live her life like a child should.

In an attempt to leave the mafia with a man she liked, it was rather unfornature enough – both were caught red handed.

And that man? He was killed.

KOUYOU was desperately holding on, wanting him to open his eyes, to survive and still find a way. And yet deep down, she knew that it would be impossible.

Good things never last.

She began to see the light as something meaningless. That the moment a flower born in darkness is exposed to light, it will wilt and burn away to nothingness. She can't escape. Not anymore. But that also wishful thinking.

That was until you came along and helped her up.

It was like a moment's heartbeat, the moment she looked up. You were right there – holding your hand out.

Even if you weren't expressive as to be expected out of sympathy for what happened, she can tell that you were no ill-intentioned person. So what did she do? She took it. Your hand. And gave you a smile ... one that faintly shined of hope.

Of course, she never left the mafia. But she had you to take care of her ... and treat her like a true daughter.

She was ecstatic to have family of her own.

You even gifted her a little plushie. Of course, of the the most fine and exquisite type of material. Your rich ass is flexing without even saying it out loud. slay

And you never treated her as a second choice.

Just like CHUUYA. As the time passed, he too joined the Port Mafia by boss orders. Honestly – you probably didn't give much of a shit, but that obviously changed.

Even now, your fatherish figure still remains after years. And that may as well never change.

He takes some great pride on his abilities, and he's rather smug about it himself. Although – sometimes he does question himself, and his humanity. Due to basically being merged and being Arahabaki's vessel.

But no, fuck that. You treated him as your own child, and although had more better things to do in the Fatui – this kid was insecure as hell and needed a parental figure.

CHUUYA adores you from the bottom of his heart. You showed him what it was to be human. To be alive. You gave him good reason and even let him visit the orphanage you looked after. Since he was merged with basically a God, you found it curious as well.

Well Arahabaki doesn't have a Gnosis so he's luckily safe

And then also, boom. Your attention extended towards his partner! DAZAI himself, of his young age. And from that time on, you already knew something was up with him.

Honestly – it can't be doubted. He was destined to live in the darkness forever. Nothing in the world can compel that deep etched loneliness in his heart; and even his late friend ODASAKU had acknowledged that.

Even after their unfortunate deaths, you were right there.

He was almost weirded the fuck out at first. You're not treating him like a monster. Or a demon. Not even his position and affiliation. You straight out threw those ourt the trash and instead? You treated him like your son.

It comforted him a little. To know he finally had someone to call his own. At first – just like anyone, he thought he'd lose you.

But you proved him wrong in various ways.

No matter how hard he tried, you kept him his side. Trained with him and succeeded in his defeat (much to his surprise), and gave him a few fatherly hugs and gifts that he would need and like. And DAZAI couldn't help it either.

He wanted you to be his real father quite badly. You were always there, and his eternal loneliness?

What's that again?

No. Even with that in mind, you never stopped to pursue and keep going with the mafioso. You'd go as much as to take him and meet with the rest of the harbingers, maybe taking CHUUYA and other executives from time to time.

Of course, avoiding The Doctor because it might as well just give back DAZAI his trauma.

And when he keft the mafia? You came along with him. Words cannot express how happy and relieved he was. He didn't want to loose his only comfort, his family. And if any9ne ever tries to threaten your familial bond?

He's gonna pull out the fucking demon prodigy card and show them how demonic he can be

In any case, same is due to everyone else. Like the fact you just always seemed to be there in the right place, at the right time. Like when YOSANO was being forced into healing soldier after soldier in the war.

The poor girl. Safe to assume the Fatui didn't really care about such and didn't participate in the war.

Much unless the Tsaritsa commands them to stop it, they may as well do that. But as of now they didn't really care. But that was only an 11 year old child ...

A child. You just had to take her in, didn't you?

And if not – in any case, you went ahead and got FUKUZAWA to save her. You reasoned with him, quite the good convincer yourself. You were a woman of a hundred, if not a thousand faces that could easily fool others.

So he took her in to the agency.

Although YOSANO was never told about what had happened in the sidelines, the moment she saw you walking away from the both of them – she just had that feeling.

She wants to thank you, if it's the last thing she did.

From the time that came on, you continued to do what you did and appeared, woving yourself into the hearts of everyone. At first, it was obviously never easy. But that wasn't a reason to give up. And you're you, would you seriously give up from that?

Many of them expresses gratitude in multiple ways, sometimes a bit unhinged – which you were yourself. There's not a sane bone in your body.

At least, that's what people like to think.

You've come this far into giving others a new life, being a father figure that everyone cherishes dearly and adores. Oh, and if anyone try to tear away that dream or hurt you – even a single scratch on that body of yours ...

There will be hell to pay.

You'd think they got very protective of their father. They can all quite collectively agree that they need no other familial figure in their lives other than you. Dearest you, who saved them from their shameful lives and gave them a future.

Even one who isn't supposedly a kid like SIGMA – he came from a book. He doesn't have a family. But correction, he does.

And it's you.

Or anyone else from multiple affiliations across. The Decay of the Angels, the Hunting Dogs, supposedly those that caught your eye in these several factions.

Suppose the easily jealous ones of seeing you paying attention to kids more in the orphanage, or giving a certain triplets more of time can get them boiling with anger quite enough. Even if it was wrong, it just seemed so right.

And so? They try to steal more of your attention away. This is one of the time they truly act like children once more.

CHUUYA would most likely not want anyone even gazing at your direction. Must they make things worse? You're around kids almost 24/7 and taking care of them yes, but you should only be taking care of him!

DAZAI acts like a child throwing a tantrum. No! No! No one can be with his father other than himself! How dare those kids call you their father?! He's livid, and tries to hide his anger and jealousy, yet he was visibly so eerie and tense.

KOUYOU can bet it was saddening to see you paying attention to work at the Fatui. Come on now, can you blame her? If you took her under your wing, you better be responsible. So she tries to invite you to her own missions and do fun together, just like when she was little. She wants your care.

YOSANO can tolerate it mostly, although at some point she comes with a breaking point as well. She's normally kind and likes hang around you and feel protected and loved, but oh, when you're not looking? Let's see ... pulls out chainsaw

So if a child or two goes missing in the orphanage?

Let's just say it wasn't anyone's fault, dear father :)

[generalhumancloudalmond]

Part 1: Tea

Ending 1: White lilies

Ending 2: Red lycoris

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Friendship

Platonic!Yandere!Child!Atsushi x Child!Fem!Reader

Life in the orphanage turned out to be much more difficult than you imagined. At first, you even regretted your stupid and thoughtless decision, but then, remembering those two geniuses again, you calmed down quickly enough and found the advantages. For example, you have your first normal friends, not criminals, not underground doctors, not mafiosi, just ordinary children. And among them there was also one very secretive boy named Atsushi. He wasn't held in high esteem by the director and other employees of the orphanage, so he was often punished.

The other children didn't really talk to him, because they were afraid of getting under the hot hand of the director too. And you just felt sorry for him, he was very kind and didn't deserve such treatment, so you continued to communicate with him. And because of this, as expected, the children being merciful to you.

"Y/n, you should stop communicating with Atsushi, otherwise you may also start being punished a lot, and besides, he is very strange."

"Sorry, but Atsushi is my friend and I can't not communicate with him."

"Then... Then we will give you exactly one day to think, and after that we will stop talk to you and help you in any way!"

It was one of the children of the orphanage. In fact, you liked her too, she was one of those who constantly shared and helped others. However, Atsushi was treated differently from others and you, soon, too. After that day, the atmosphere around you gradually heated up, and eventually, it had its consequences.

At night, while you were sleeping, your hair was cut off and now they didn't even cover your ears.

Atsushi found you at the chicken coop. At first, he didn't recognize you from afar and thought it was a new one.

"Y/n?"

"Hi, Atsushi..."

Still crying, you smiled at him. It wasn't often he could be seen walking with other children. He quickly came up to you, sitting down next to you.

"What... Did the director do it?"

"No... Children..."

After your answer, his frightened look changed to a sad one. He was happy that the orphanage workers weren't  involved in this, and they didn't start treating you like they treated him, at least he hoped so.

Atsushi appreciated that you didn't leave him and were friends with him, even when he didn't deserve it. You continue to share his burden with him, even when they started bullying you. Does he really like that he's not the only one being bullied now? No. No! He just likes spending time with you!

"It looks like we have the same hairstyles now..."

Calming down a little, you said, and Atsushi smiled tightly. In fact, you thought for a second about Dazai and Mori. What kind of faces would they have if they saw your new "style"?

"I am... Thank you for being friends with me... I can't do anything right now, but I promise I will definitely repay the same in the future..."

Atsushi brought you out of your thoughts. For the first time, on his own initiative, he hugged you. All the time he was afraid of offending you with his hug. What if you don't like it? What if you think he's disgusting? But today the boy felt that he had to do it, otherwise he would never forgive himself for not being able to comfort you in a difficult moment. To his relief, you accepted his embrace.

"Atsushi, friends don't pay for friendship..."

Yes, they don't, but he can't  help himself, he just wants to show you that he appreciates your friendship, more than anything in the world.

At the same time, a tiger growls angrily inside him from resentment. Yes, he also wants to express his gratitude to you...

[invidiia]

I don’t think you understand the way I raced to read your work once I saw you updated something new lmfaoaoo. But like I have an idea- platonic yandere pm!Dazai with a reader who was sent to assassinate him from a rival organization. This is my first time asking so feel free to ignore this- literately just have a great day <3

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ "higher than the sun." 𖤐 yandere osamu dazai // reader.

dazai grows an obsession after meeting the one who was supposed to end him.

m.list // now playing..

[ a/n ; THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING!! pm!dazai so silly i love him even though he makes me sad </3 reader and dazai are the same age, so whether it's teen/adult daz depends on reader's age i suppose? ]

[ warning ; platonic yandere, obsession, gender neutral reader, reader's organization is abusive to them, honestly this can probably be read as platonic or romantic, reader also lives in a shipping container like dazai, does that count as a stormbringer spoiler?, mention of torture and death ]

[ word count ; 1.6k ]

One month.

It was one month since you were tasked to assassinate Osamu Dazai of the Port Mafia, and it was finally time.

The young assassin stood behind the door with a sharp knife in their hand, leaning against it to listen for anyone else in the room. Only silence.

Nothing could be heard from beyond the door, but you knew your target was behind it. Getting into the port mafia headquarters wasn't easy, but you were here now, so what really mattered was killing Dazai and getting out easily.

You leaned up against the door quietly, trying to listen for anything else to be a danger while you did this job. It was super important you didn't fail. You could never predict your leader's next move.

With an ear to the door, you finally made out a sound. The sound of the door knob turning. Before you could react, the door swung back and you fell forward. Into someone. You landed on your side, while the other landed on their back. It was embarrassing. You sat up carefully to look at the person, seeing if it was truly who you needed to see.. and it was. Osamu Dazai lied next to you on his back, opening his eyes.

You gasped, turning to trap him under you, with the knife in your hand. Now, Dazai was face to face with the person who would bring him death. Your target lie shocked under you, and before you raised the knife to stab his chest, a smile creeped onto his face, and Dazai spoke up.

"Do it," He spoke, followed by a smirk and a sigh. "I always wanted to die under the hands of someone like you."

Hold on.

Someone like you?

What the hell was that supposed to mean?

You moved back off of him, obviously flustered, and dropping the knife. Did he just call you attractive? "Did you just..?" Seriously. Calling the person who was about to stab him, to bring him death, attractive?

Dazai sat up too, moving closer. "Yeah." He spoke as if it was normal. "Are you gonna kill me, or..?" He looked through your eyes, straight to your very soul. "I.. Um, yeah, I'm gonna kill you. With this.." You turned to your side to pick up the knife, but it was gone. Looking back up to see Dazai pulling away from you, with the knife in his hands. Oh.

You backed away further, because now he had the knife, and you were at just about every disadvantage here. "I gotta go, uh."

"Wait, you're supposed to kill me..!" Your target yelled before you stumbled back up to your feet and bolted, leaving the room and running down flights of stairs. Thankfully you had stamina because if anyone else from the mafia caught you, you'd be killed.

But maybe death was better than being beaten by your boss.

Was your life always this miserable before?

That's what Dazai wanted to know. He followed you the night you left, looking for you again.

Dazai gained an obsession. Some kind of love, and he didn't know. He watched through a window as the one who ordered his death violently beat you, continuing to press on your limp body with his shoe for not finishing your job. Dazai stayed out of sight, to keep the living proof of your failure hidden as to not get you hurt more.

Part of him blamed himself for this. Thinking that he should have let you stab him to avoid being beaten.. but then, he couldn't save you in the future, like he couldn't now. That was why he had a plan.

Dazai followed closely behind on an empty street, watching you cling to street light poles to keep yourself standing on a sprained ankle. He noticed how you winced in pain every time your hand clutched the poles, the sensitive, scraped skin giving you a hard time just because you couldn't properly stand.

It was a long walk to where you lived, especially if you're injured. Dazai had a smile, watching while you dragged yourself into your temporary home - a shipping container. You were just like him! You two were destined to meet, practically cut from the same mold.

Like Dazai's own, your living space was very.. empty. Barely anything, aside from a bed and place to store your food, and a few other necessities.

But, at least you could get some sleep for the night.

Only a few days later, you found yourself back in your own bed. Normally for you, sleep was amazing when you haven't gotten it in a while. Any amount was worth it, as long as you had a bed, right?

It wasn't normal, however, to wake up to another person's head right over yours. You could see one eye with a curious glint peering down at yours, the other hidden by bandages.

It didn't take you long to back away and swing a fist at the familiar face. Your former target caught your wrist right at your knuckles grazed his face. Thankfully, it didn't hurt him, or he'd be a little more upset. But could he really blame you? You're just defending yourself, he can't possibly hate you because you thought he came to hurt you.

Dazai didn't yell at you or anything, all he did was ask one question.

"How's your ankle?" You had no idea he saw what he did. Was he not here to get revenge on you for trying to kill him? "What? You saw that..?" You paused, sitting up probably and turning off the side of the bed, lifting your ankle up to see how it looked. Swollen blotches of a deep purple color covered all around the area. It hurt to move, but it wasn't the worst thing your boss had done to you anyway. You've limped home on a broken leg twice anyway. "If you're looking for an apology, I'm sorry. I-I was ordered to do it,"

"No," Dazai stifled a laugh, bringing a hand to his face. He didn't care about your apology. He wanted you to kill him anyway.. but not now. "I don't want a 'sorry'. Instead, I have an offer for you."

You never heard offer with a good meaning.. normally, your boss would give you a mission for a large amount of money, and then cut down on his word by paying you less than his promise. "Offer..?" You cautiously asked.

"Yes." Dazai stood in front of you, reaching a hand out for you to take. "Come with me, join the port mafia." His hand was steady, contrary to the way he felt inside, anxious. Anxious for your answer, for your reaction.

You hesitated. Leaving your boss would be.. hard. Despite the organization being smaller than the port mafia, it wouldn't be hard for your boss to find you. If he found out you were gone, who knows? Likely, he'd have you killed for treason. "What would my superior say..? He'll find out, then he'll have me killed."

"I won't let him hurt you." Dazai responded quickly, taking your hand in his without asking, It hurt. It hurt your skin, the palms of your hands still scraped, not fully healed. "I won't let him lay a finger on you. Would you do the same for me?"

He stared into your hesitant eyes for a few moments. "I can't betray him.." Dazai didn't like your decision. His eyes were darker, less hopeful for your answer. "I understand." And with that, he let go of your hand and left.

It was a few days again since you decided to stay under your boss.

Dazai could understand. He knew you were terrified of being killed for turning against your only source of income. But he could just have your boss killed if he wanted to! He could have him tortured for hurting you as much as he did! All Dazai needed was for you to trust him, and it didn't work, he should have known.

Unless he used another tactic. Maybe he could get you to come with him willingly, but why would he wait so long to take you out of your situation? Kidnapping was always an option, anyway.

But first, he wanted to get your boss out of the way. There was nothing too special about his death, really - it just was rare to be tortured by Dazai specifically, then killed.

Now that your boss was gone, what was basically your life had just dissolved in the span of two days. Your boss was dead, multiple other members had gone off the grid, and you were forced to go back home.

The shipping container's doors shut with a slam while you flopped onto the bed, whether it was anger or sadness, you couldn't even tell. Part of you was relieved, hearing about the death of your abuser, the infamous boss of your organization. Your vision was blurred. You didn't feel like you had a purpose anymore. You practically just lost your life.

The thing that snapped you out of your dissociation was the sound of the container door shutting. When you looked back up, Dazai was there, standing in front of you with a smile on his face.

You wanted to tell him the answer was no, knowing he was going to ask you to come with him again, but you were too out of it to do anything but look up at him. "I heard about your leader."

He mocked your boss. Dazai knew what he did. "I know you have something to do with this," You sighed, blinking to gain composure over yourself.

"Maybe," Dazai stepped closer to you, tilting a head at your accusation, smiling. He didn't deny it. "So, what'll it be?"

[sariel626]

A Raccoon and a Child

Just binged the S5 BSD episodes and noticed that Karl wasn’t with Poe while Ranpo gathered of the agency members (for obvious reasons) so what if he entrusted him to watch over little (Reader) in the office?

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(Reader) was practicing her English, courtesy of her teacher, with the help of Karl flipping back to the page on how to pronounce the particular letter every now and then while Poe talked on the phone. He hung up suddenly and started to put his coat on, “Karl, (Reader), I’m going out for a bit. Please stay here and don’t leave until I get back.” The raccoon understood immediately, but the girl did not. “Why isn’t Karl going with you?” “I just can’t have Karl come with for it to work. If the anyone comes, press the button to call for Mr.Fitzgerald under my desk. Even though he can be scary, he’ll take care of them for you. I have to go now.” The worried child ran over and gave her father a hug goodbye before he left.

And so this left her and a raccoon to finish her homework. However, as many of us know, once the parents/teachers are gone, it’s very easy to get distracted. As the two watched Poe walk out of the building through the office’s glass exterior, (Reader) glanced at Karl and offered, “Tell dad I did my science homework and I’ll ‘accidentally’ add the good food to his cart”

Karl checked off ‘study unit 4 of science’

This is where the chaos began to unfold…as we all know, kids are curious beings and (Reader) is no exception to that. She immediately went over to her dad’s desk and started opening drawers, “He has to have a drawer with candy if he’s friends with Uncle Ranpo! There’s gotta be one!” She peeked up onto his desk, “Dad’s new mystery? I should ask if I can proofread it later.” Karl started tugging on the end of her shirt. The nosy girl sighed, “You’re right…it’s probably in his coat.” She made sure to cover her tracks and go back to where she originally sat.

There was a slight pause of silence before the girl let out a sigh, “it’s boring without dad here.” Karl tried thinking of ways to entertain the girl other than hopping on her shoulders, but as far as a raccoon’s knowledge about human activities goes, it’s not all too far. He sat down and stuck out his paws so it was as if he had be knocked onto his butt. (Reader) perked up, “Do you wanna play Avocado? Miss Louisa taught me it the other day!” She walked Karl through each hand movement carefully and did the pattern in the song slowly with him before starting, it went for a about a minute cuz he’s a smart raccoon before young (Reader) messed up! “Nooo!!! Now you get to change my name for the day! Wait, you’re a raccoon, you can’t change my name cuz you don’t know a-“ Karl took one of her markers and wrote A-I from her vowels page, also a name that appeared in one of her father’s books as one of the killers. (Reader), now named Ai for the day, looked at the paper surprised, “I’m asking dad for help from now on.” Then the girl opened up her iPad and started working her own mystery novel.

About an hour later, loud noises were heard from outside the office. This caught the girl’s attention, should she call for Mr.Fitzgerald? Karl sensed her unease and hopped onto her shoulder. After approaching the door, everything went silent and (Reader) recalled her father’s words, ‘if anyone comes, press the button to call for Mr.Fitzgerald under my desk.’ She backed up towards her father’s desk right before everything went silent. ‘Maybe she and Karl were safe…’ the hopeful girl thought, but she couldn’t be more wrong as the door was kicked open.

The second the door slammed into the wall, the small child spammed the button. A voice called out, “Come out Edgar Allen Poe! You have been suspected of aiding in the recent terrorist activities! Check everywhere men! Behind the desks, behind the curtains, leave no nook unturned!” Meanwhile Reader clung to Karl with tears in her eyes underneath the desk, ‘Why now? If they find us, it’ll be harder on dad.’

As she finished her thought, one of the officers looked under the desk and found them. “Hey Captain! I found a kid and this raccoon, I bet we could use them as hostages if he tries to run.” Upon hearing that, something sparked in (Reader), “You’ll never catch dad cuz he’s way smarter than you! He knows the detective agency is innocent, Uncle Ranpo would never…Auntie Yosano wouldn’t…”

The Captain of the squadron scoffed at this, “A kid like you doesn’t even understand how serious this is; what would YOU know about what they would and wouldn’t do?” He laughed after finishing his question. (Reader)’s stare sharpened, though remnants of fear were still blatantly visible, “More than you officers who arrest according to your robotic like judgement. I’m seven years old, I was studying before you came in and now you’re gonna take dad away and probably Karl. I wish you all would just disappear somewhere!”

Ting!

With the utter of those words, our little (Reader)’s special ability reveals itself and sends them to the sweet shop she really wanted to go to since playing Avocado with Karl. Finally, Francis arrives and finds the office ransacked, “I’m not here to clean up after your mess.” “No! The police were here! They wanna arrest my dad! You just got here a little bit late” The blonde sighed, “I’ll send someone to fix this and have a conversation with their commander. Send my apologies to your father when you get the chance.” The girl agreed and apologized for wasting his time before Francis left.

(Reader) picked up Karl to look him into the eye and spun him around. “I have an ability! And it’s a cool one that could help people AND let me spend more time with Uncle Ranpo!” She stopped spinning and set the poor raccoon down, “I wonder where they went though? Did I kill them? Why did it only just now work? I wish for snacks!” The snacks did not appear. After a few tries, the girl gave up and moved onto math homework since her dad would probably be getting back soon and about 3 problems in, she turned to Karl and asked, “Hey Karl, why do I have to solve these? Why can’t my homework just solve itself?” Once the thought was finished, her pencil began glowing a light purple and solving the problems on its own. Karl whacked the awestruck girl for cheating and the pencil dropped halfway through the fifth problem, so she rubbed the spot and turned to him asking, “What? I was just using my resources! Dad always tells me to do that.”

Speak of the devil, the confused soul opened his broken door to his mostly fixed office, who knows what happened to the papers on the desk after the attack… “I heard from Mr.Fitzgerald about what happened, are you two al- oof!” Poe was immediately hugged by his daughter and Karl jumped off her shoulder onto his making him smile and hug back. The small girl spoke up, “hey dad?” The poet hummed, “promise me you’ll never leave me here for too long again?” The novelist didn’t want to make any promises he couldn’t keep because Ranpo can make some rather time extensive and dangerous requests at times, but he also doesn’t want his daughter to worry. “Once the agency is proven innocent, I can make that promise to you.” “…Ok, I trust you and Uncle Ranpo.”

Poe went over to his desk to try and get things back in order. “Oh, How are your studies coming along?” (Reader) froze up at this question and dismissed it before Karl could out her earlier antics, but he did anyway. Her father looked surprised at the very idea that his daughter would consider cheating, “How? Did you use a website? Do I need to take away your iPad? Wait, no, I have to take away your iPad as punishment.” Karl went over and grabbed it for him since he was already sitting down, but the only thing on Reader’s mind was sharing her ability with her dad. “I have a special ability!” This was the last thing he expected to hear from his formerly ability-less daughter. “T-that’s great news! But what is it? Is it like mine or the Boss’s?” “Kinda? I think I have to know stuff for it to work. When the police were here for you, I said I wish they would disappear somewhere and they did, then I asked Karl why my math homework couldn’t solve itself and it did until he made me stop it.” Poe paused to think for a moment, ‘A spatial ability that alters the state of reality according to the user’s knowledge of what they’re altering. That’s a dangerous ability to entrust to someone so young. It may be good to let Ranpo know about it, but there’s no guarantee she’d be able to use it when Ranpo wants her to or at the capacity he would need.’ He was snapped out of his thoughts by light taps on his desk. It was his daughter wondering if she was supposed to have a better ability. He reassured her, hers was more than a great ability, but (Reader) should keep quiet about its existence for now

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(Reader) officially has an ability that could probably stop the war and like, half the trauma from traumatizing us if used correctly, but oh no! She’s seven! That’s no place for a girl her age.

[clingyduofan]

seventeen

[themidwintermuse]

Asagiri be like "here's a new chapter!" and it's just Akutagawa being gay

[moraymiso]

no no no i am never getting over this.

he sat there all day.

he sat there all day.

HE SAT THERE ALL DAY. HUGGING HIS KNEES BECAUSE HE WAS SO UPSET DAZAI JOKED ABOUT DYING. because he couldn’t cope with the thought of losing dazai. because he knows dazai’s own bad thoughts are the only thing he can’t save him from. because he just can’t imagine truly being without him.

was he sitting there, all day, thinking about what his life would be like without dazai? all evening, imagining what would happen if he really died? past dusk, feeling all the guilt and sorrow and grief of a hypothetical? a hypothetical that was just… too possible, too feasible, too awful. he sat there. by himself. ALL DAY. because of ONE JOKE. just. thinking.

I AM UNWELL.

[animeyanderelover]

Anon asked: How would Dazai, Jouno (Bungo Stray Dogs), Gojo, Nanami and Choso be like as fathers?

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsessive behavior, delusional behavior, clinginess, paranoia, overprotective behavior, controlling behavior, manipulation, isolation, forced pregnancy

Tags: @shumidehiro @leveyani @izanami78 @lovley-valentine7

As fathers

Dazai Osamu

🤎There they are. His little twins. Chihiro with her wavy hair and chocolate brown eyes and Susumu with his looks clearly inherited from you. He has been utterly incapable of sitting still during birth, an almost overwhelming mixture of anticipation and anxiety keeping him from relaxing. So when after 18 hours of labor both babies are born without any complications, the fear he harbored finally disappears and makes space for joy and giddiness. And no, he is still not sitting still. No, now he starts swooning over you and the wrinkly infants you're holding in your arms. If you were hoping for peace and quiet after all the stress and pain, you're not getting it just yet. Instead you have him there, unable to keep his hands to himself as he keeps an asking how you're feeling and dotes on his babies. Only after the initial wave of euphoria slowly ebbs away does he manage to take a seat and act a bit more mature. At least until he starts begging that he wants to hold one of his babies too since you have been having them in your arms the entire time. He gets to hold Susumu for a few minutes and then he wants to hold Chihiro too, marveling at those tiny humans who are his.

🤎​The first few days that you are in the hospital and still recovering, Dazai seems to still be on a strange cloud of adrenaline and dopamine. It's only once you are discharged and he can take you home with the babies that it actually hits him. He's father. He's responsible for both newborns. It's strange. After all he has known this for the last 9 months already yet it feels so different now that Chihiro and Susumu are here. During the car ride home he grows rather contemplative, his eyes occasionally drifting to the rearview to see both of his children snoozing in their seats. To your relief the house is still clean when you step back inside. You feared that Dazai would go back to old habits during your stay in the hospital yet he has kept everything organised and tidy even whilst you were absent. Both of you lay the babies down in their cribs yet Dazai stays there, hovering over the wooden build and peeking down at them. It's rare for you to see him like this so you stay there too, unsure if you should leave him alone or not. It's Dazai who suggests that you should get some rest too, dismissing your silent worries. He just... needs some time to fully realise how much his life has just changed.

🤎​He visits Oda's grave a few weeks after the birth of his babies and there he reveals some things he hasn't been able to voice out himself. Ever since he has met you it has felt like he has found the one thing that has always been missing in his life and now he has his twins too. Finally he sympathises with Oda's outburst all those years ago that led to his ultimate death for Dazai now has children too. The mere thought of anyone threatening them would already be enough for him to shed his skin and reveal the beast that was so feared back in his Port Mafia days. Dazai likes to think that if his old friend would be happy for him and the life he has pieced together. Not all of it was always based on your mutual consent but finally he can tell himself that he has found his fulfillment in life and wholeheartedly believe it. He never knew just how happy a man could be by simply returning home and being met by the sight of his wife and two happy, little babies. He doesn't mind the messy diapers, the screams in the middle of the night or the mild vomiting that sullies the clothes he has been wearing in that moment. Because it's all worth it. This is the life in which he has finally found his happiness.

🤎​It takes a couple of weeks before Dazai eventually agrees to introduce the babies to his co-workers in the Agency. After all a few of them have been asking him for a while now if they could meet the babies Dazai so often gushes about. So one day he brings Chihiro, Susumu and you over to the office without any prior announcement. One can only imagine the chaos that has been going on before he steps in with two babies and the abrupt silence that smothers the room suddenly because no one wants to wake the babies up. Naomi is the first one to gush over both chubby infants, Izumi stands there silently with sparkling eyes whilst someone like Kunikida can only stare in mild shock. Dazai is a father and he has a hard time comprehending that for he is always left to deal with that man's impossible antics. When Susumu looks at Kunikida he suddenly starts crying, leaving the poor man awkwardly trying to cheer her up. Dazai on the other hand claims that his son has must have inherited trauma from him for all the times Kunkikida treated him poorly. Kunikida can only stand there with a twitching grin. The nickname "big, bad Kunkida" unfortunately sticks with him from that day on.

🤎​That tidiness that Dazai has seemed to develop during the pregnancy and after birth vanishes over the years. The children leave all sorts of toys laying around the house and he follows their example which leads to some serious scolding from your side whenever you step on something. He's incredibly playful with both of his twins. His goal in itself sounds simple. A happy and safe childhood. One has to remember that it is this supposedly simple thing that he was denied of so he lives somewhat vicariously through the experiences that he can provide his own children with. The shenanigans threaten to drive you up the wall at times as mischief seems to be an inherited trait for all of them. You cannot leave them out of your sight, especially when the four of you are outside. Both kids are at an age where they are hyperactive and they have a habit of running away as soon as they see something that awakes their curiosity. Chihiro and Susumu are obsessed with the Big Wheel at the amusement park and there was one time where you had to spend half an hour in a carriage with the three of them because both of them kept on wanting to go up again and again.

🤎​Time flies far too fast. That’s what he thinks as Chihiro and Susumu attend first grade in school. He gets sentimental during that phrase, often talks your ears off about how he still remembers when both of them were barely able to hold their heads up and now they’ll learn how to write and do maths. Whenever there is homework he constantly insists on helping even though his assistance is not really needed. He just wants to feel included somehow. It’s not uncommon for both kids to walk after school to the Detective Agency instead of back home and at one point everyone in the office starts storing food and snacks in the fridge in case Dazai’s kids decide to visit them randomly. Vengeance favors Kunikida though as he has grown to be Chihiro’s favorite person in office and Dazai has never forgiven his co-worker for stealing his daughter away from him. At least Susumu is still on his side. When both twins start developing abilities of their own around the same time, the Detective Agency plays an especially important role as they start teaching his children. Chihiro’s The Wind Up Bird and Susumu’s The Ocean's Of Wisdom. And just like that Dazai has all the reasons to be terrified.

Jouno Saigiku

♦️Jouno is out of his depth. Utterly and completely. Used to torture people for interrogation and taking life, now he has created one and is responsible for it. Hitomi is a factor he has never once thought would be part of his life. The same could be said for you though and now he has both. A reluctant wife and a child that neither of you planned yet strangely enough Jouno is unwilling to let go of both of you. Sure, he doesn't know how exactly he is supposed to act as a father for his daughter but neither do you know how to be a parent. He just loathes it when he senses the doubt that the people around him have as if they believe that he is going to be a terrible father who is going to abuse his daughter. Jouno has never believed that people would think of him as that low and it hurts the most when he knows that you share those fears. Sure, he has hurt you in the past but those were no sadistic punishments but harsh lectures for you to learn how to behave yourself better. Do you seriously think that he would treat his own daughter the same way? You have no answer for that but the silence would already be enough even if he wouldn't have such outstanding hearing.

♦️Who would have thought that his blindness would be a reason for his torment? Jouno has never felt any insecurity over his lack of vision yet Hitomi tests him in lots of ways. There aren't many people who get to see her as he exhibits a certain degree of possessive protectiveness over her. Yet those who do always have to make a comment of how cute she is or that she actually looks like him. What does that mean? He doesn't know and he never will. He will never see her hair that apparently is the same white with red tips as his or that she has your eyes. He doesn't even know what you look like. Sometimes he finds himself just standing over her crib, focusing on the sound of her little heartbeat and on her rhythmic breath with narrowed eyes. His index finger carefully tracing over her face, a tender touch even he is somewhat unfamiliar using, as he attempts to imagine what she might look like. The last thing he would do is ever admit that he is capable of such doubts that he fears would make him appear as far too weak. You have suspicions though, especially when that brief look of bitterness appears on his face whenever someone comments how cute Hitomi looks.

♦️There are aspects of parenting that Jouno doesn’t deal well with. The stinky diapers, the constant screaming and the vomiting are only some of them. Throughout his life he has dealt with blood and other disgusting bodily fluids yet having a baby who needs cleansing whenever she makes such a mess is different. After all he has only ever forced the information out of people and left the cleanup to others. Now he is the one who has to cater to such needs. It’s quite difficult and there are a lot of arguments the both of you get into. He is a Hunting Dog and not someone whose job it is to change stinky diapers and to deal with puke all over his uniform. It often ends terrible with you crying and screaming out of frustration, Hitomi crying due to the screaming and Jouno just storming out of the room. He has neither the time or the patience to deal with those piercing and shrill screams, especially with his sensitive hearing. Some part of him also recognises that in his current mood he would only fuel the argument. So he withdraws himself from the situation, vents out the frustration he is feeling before finally coming back after he has cooled off.

♦️As Hitomi is his daughter and he is a Hunting Dog, her childhood is differently shaped than those of other children. When she’s still a baby that isn’t anything he really gives much thought. It’s for her own safety and for the best. As she grows older though it becomes more apparent though even to him. She has to be always supervised and it is not that simple for her to visit amusement parks or zoos. You have to ask for allowance and aren’t even able to take her by yourself. Instead Jouno has to accompany the both of you or someone else when he doesn’t have the time. Hitomi notices that though she is too young to understand the big picture of it all so whenever she asks Jouno why someone has to constantly follow mommy and her the best answer he can give her is that it is for protection. Sometimes it pains him. She is far too young and innocent for any of this, stuck under the tight grip of the government solely because she’s his child. He’s actively praying that she won’t develop any abilities of her own for he knows that there is a likely chance that the higher-ups might coax her into joining the Hunting Dogs as well with all the gruesome training and dangerous missions.

♦️The other Hunting Dogs are essentially all aunts and uncles. A development that Jouno would have liked to avoid if it would have been possible but in that scenario he is helpless. On the other hand he knows that Hitomi often feels lonely. She has no real peers as she is primarily home-schooled and for that has no friends of her age. He has actually tried to ask if it would be possible to have her attend a normal school but he is met with tons of paperwork and reluctance. If someone were to find out of her parents and the school would be attacked, a lot of casualties would be risked after all. It is a simmering frustration he has to hold in and for the first time in his life he actually recognises how similar those arguments sound to his own justifications that he always used to give to you whenever you wanted to be let out of your isolation. It is what it is though as there is always a sense of defeatism that creeps up on him. This is just the reality since he is who he is and she is his daughter. A normal childhood was never an option. Teruko is as close as Hitomi ever gets to a playmate and surprisingly enough the Vice-Captain indulges her. She finds Hitomi stinking cute.

♦️Jouno gets better when Hitomi grows older. He looks afterwards back with some fondness on her newborn and toddler stage but there are a lot of things he isn’t going to miss. He’s not going to miss her blowing her diapers. He’s not going to miss her screams that nearly burst his eardrums a couple of times. He’s not going to miss the telltale signs of her rumbling stomach that had him rushing to the bathroom before she would throw up all over him and his clothes. In fact he started toilet training her from an early age on and the moment she actually learned it, he was genuinely proud. Emotionally speaking he’s obviously not exactly good. A child is irrational and upset over small and ridiculous things and often this gives him a headache because he has bigger problems to deal with almost every day. He is a harsh realist so it happens that he says something that quite literally crushes her dreams simply because he tells her that it’s impossible or that there will be a lot of struggles that she would have to go through to achieve it. Still, he wants her to be able to choose her own career without influence of the government so he works quite adamantly to at least give her that much freedom later on.

Gojo Satoru

🩵Now there is triple the menace in your life. You know as much when you witness the scene of Gojo holding both of his sons in his arms. Sora with his wet mop of white hair and Daichi with the same brilliant blue eyes. Both boys aren't just mini copies of Gojo after all as they indeed have some features inherited from you as well, making them just the most adorable mixture of both of their parents. That in itself has Gojo feel actually a sense of relief and joy for if they would have looked like him they would have only constantly been compared to him. No, instead their looks will remind everyone that they are your children as well. He's aware that pressure is still going to be applied as they carry his name but he has always known that he would do everything within his powers to give both of them a childhood that he could never enjoy. They won't be left to their own devices. They won't be targeted by any assassins. They won't just be mere tools. No, they will live their own lives and that without any of the pain and loneliness that he had to go through. Eventually both babies grow fussy within his own arms as they want to return to their mommy's side and he can't even be mad. He loves mommy very much too after all.

🩵​For all the mixed looks that Sora and Daichi have gotten, they and Gojo are still peas of the same pod. Even during their newborn stage that much is evident to you. You blame Gojo's genes and his influence for that as soon as both boys start mimicking him. From the bright grin that he always gives you to the fact that the first word that he actually teaches them isn't even "dada" but "mama". You are their most important person after all so he thinks that it is only fair that their first word should be just that. The clinginess is something that they too inherit from him. As soon as they learn how to use their hands, both of them are constantly grabbing onto you with their still clumsy grasp. Tiny palms patting over your face, grabbing your hair or clinging to your clothes the moment you try to lay them into their crib. To Gojo this is quite the adorable sight as he even joins and pinches your cheek. An action both boys soon mimic too. There is a phrase where both babies sleep in the same bed as Gojo and you simply because they constantly wake up in their crib otherwise. So instead of one big manchild clinging to you now there is one big manchild and two little babies clinging to you every night.

🩵​There are thousands of pictures he has within a few months all of you and the babies and eventually he buys a new phone just for pictures. You wish you were kidding but you are not. One time you get your hands on his phone and decide to delete a few of the pictures he made since they are basically identical to some others. He catches you in the act and is destroyed, claiming that each photo was different and unique. You were familiar with quite a bit of isolation when you became his lover and you expected something similar with the twins. That never comes true though as Gojo actually takes both of you outside a lot. The areas are less crowded of course as he wouldn't want to overwhelm his boys with too much stimulation but every week he puts both babies in their stroller and then he just walks with you through the streets and parks of Tokyo. He does a lot with the three of you even though neither Daichi or Sora can even crawl at this stage. The simple truth is that Gojo is scared though that due to his job as a sorcerer he might miss crucial moments so the moment he has time on his hand he uses all of it with you and his babies.

🩵​The moment that both boys have learned how to walk on their chubby legs there is indeed no denial that they are undoubtedly his. Three pairs of feet follow you around from that day on around the house wherever you go. Trouble makers, all of them. There is no sense of tidiness the moment both boys sleep in their own beds as the hundreds of toys that Satoru has bought them are scattered all across the room. To Gojo's greatest pride both boys inherit his sweet tooth and one of his fondest memories is when he introduced ice cream to them for the first time. He shall never forget the sight of both of their eyes widening when they tasted the sugary coldness for the first time and literally ripped the ice cream out of the cone, their grip surprisingly strong. From that day on it is his personal mission to introduce them to all sorts of sweets. At the very least they have inherited his metabolism. It is hard to hide your own sweets in the house though. One time both boys actually ate the sweets you had saved for yourself. Long story in short you got upset, the boys got sad and later that day they and Gojo returned with an entire basket of sweets all for you.

🩵​The Crane Game addiction is real the moment Satoru introduces both of them to the games. A lot of pocket money is blown on such machines, a luxury only afforded due to the fact that Satoru is rich. You do not see the appeal in it. Maybe because one time in the past your husband encouraged you to play a few machines as well only for you to return empty-handed whilst he carried bags of the stuff that he had won. Whether it's luck, skill or both is to this day unknown to you. Initially Daichi and Sora struggle as well but as soon as Gojo teaches them a few tricks they get better. Half of the stuff is for their own room and the other half is for you. At one point you don't even know where to put everything anymore. Unsurprisingly due to the shared sweet tooth between the three of them the boys love baking and Gojo does too. From fancy cakes to silly cupcakes with sprinkles, everything is tried at least once. It tastes delicious but you wish they would leave less of a mess every time they're finished. The stricter part of parenthood falls to you as Gojo indulges the boys in almost everything. Neither of the three can stand when you're mad at them though so they always do something silly to make you laugh.

🩵​Summer is both boys favorite season and that solely because that means that they can go to water parks and use their water guns. More than once they return completely drenched into the house and Gojo obviously participates in their shenanigans. For just wanting to be that extra annoying he always suffocates you in a hug when you look like you're about to complain, drenching your own clothes as well. Sometimes you participate too though, hunting them down with the garden hose. You always target Satoru's face on purpose. He is the smuggest father on earth when the boys attend school and receive tons of chocolates and letters every Valentine's Day. Obviously with his genes they would be every girl's dream. It is unlikely that he is going to let them attend a Jujutsu school later in life but Gojo does teach them how to use Cursed Energy so that they will be able to defend themselves against curses or other sorcerers who might come after them. He's not as idealistic as to believe that he can shield his sons from everything so it is important to him that both of them know how to fight and defend themselves and other people important to them.

Nanami Kento

💛​Nanami usually hates work but he finds himself working overtime for a certain period of time when both of you decide that you want to try for a child. When you are pregnant he tones it down and takea fewer and less dangerous missions. Once Kiyoko is born he quits his job completely. He has the money in his bank account and now he can dedicate all of his time to catering to you whilst you recover from birth as well as doting on his sweet daughter. Instead of slaying curses and receiving no gratitude from the higher-ups at all instead he now dedicates his time to change dirty diapers, soothe his daughter in the middle of the night when she starts acting cranky and stands up every morning with all the time on his hands to prepare a nice breakfast for you and himself. And Kento doesn't regret his choice at all. There's finally more to his life than standing up every morning, working and going to bed with the knowedge that he is ultimately only a little part in the greater scheme and someone that wouldn't be mourned for if he were to drop dead one day. Now he has a loving wife and the sweetest daughter and every night he can actually go to bed and feel genuinely fulfilled with his day.

💛​Once you return wo work Kento becomes a proper househusband. He cleans the house, buys the groceries and feeds Kiyoko the bottle every time she gets hungry. He takes her on walks in the stroller, buys himself some nice ice cream on the way back home and probably does some yoga as soon as he gets home before he starts preparing dinner for you. He's not splashing as much money as someone like Gojo would but the lifestyle he is able to afford is still much more luxurious compared to the average household. A couple of times you remark cheekily that it suits him whenever he walks in the morning into the kitchen, a mug of coffee in one hand whilst in his other arm he holds Kiyoko. The small smile he gives you is genuine without the tiredness you were familiar with when you first met him. His voice does wonders to soothe the baby whenever she is crying for no apparent reason. Usually he just needs to talk in a low and soothing tone to her and she quickly settles down and dozes off in his arms again. That's an effect that not even you have on Kiyoko and sometimes you are a bit grumpy about that. It's not like you can blame your daughter though.

💛​Nanami picks up a bit of work when both of you are expecting again and you instead stay home and look after Kiyoko. When her sisters Toru and Yuna are born, Nanami stops once again with going on missions. He's been nothing short of amazing even during his first time being a father with Kiyoko but now that he has had 3 years of experience, he excells in absolutely everything. He's only ever patient and gentle even if there is now double the amount of diapers and screams. As soon as you pick up work once more, he returns to a familiar daily life. Kiyoko has recently started attending a kindergarden so every morning he prepares her a little bento box and drops her off before he returns back home. He finishes the last bit of paperwork to finalise his purchase of the bigger car now that he needs space for three children before he takes his newborn twins on a walk outside. A lot of people are by now familiar with him and always greet him, always happy to see his face around. Occasionally when he has the time he helps around the neighbourhood. Just because he isn't officially a sorcerer anymore doesn't imply that he has stopped helping others altogether.

💛​He fixes broken machines, a skill that he somehow naturally picked up when becoming a father, and helps the elderly people with their groceries or when they struggle with modern technology. When there are curses around the neighbourhood, no matter how small they might be, Nanami always grabs his old tools and gets rid of them. He wouldn't want any of them to latch onto his daughters nor disturb the peaceful life that he has built for himself. Gojo sometimes pops up unannounced and the first time this happened Kento immediately slams the door shut right in front of him. It takes him a few moments of staring at the door and processing what he just saw before he opens it again. Kiyoko, Toru and Yuna love their self-proclaimed uncle though that is only because he bribes them with sweets and presents. Kento usually ensures that his children have a balanced diet so obviously he doesn't appreciate it when Gojo blows all of that and he has to hide all the candy that the other man has bought so that his three girls don't devour everything within one day. It is with utmost difficulty that he withstands three pairs of big, round eyes begging him for more candy.

💛​During a holiday in Malaysia Nanami and you have a happy accident because at the end of your holidays you find out that you are actually pregnant again. This wasn't planned like the previous pregnancies were but your husband is happy nonetheless. Gojo knows by now what is up when he receives a call from Nanami who asks for some quick way to earn money via some missions but normally the phone call is abruptly ended when he starts pestering whether or not he can visit soon again and be called when the child is born. With three girls already in the house and a fully integrated girl dad by now, somehow Nanami was almost expecting his fourth child to be another girl as well. Instead he is pleasantly surprised when you go into labor and hours later he holds his son in his arms. Akio's birth is much to Kiyoko's joy though because with two sisters already she has actually been hoping for a little brother during this pregnancy. You take it with much humor though, tell Nanami that at the very least he won't be the only man in the house anymore now that Akio is going to be there. Ironically enough Akio takes the most after you in terms of physical appearance.

💛​Kiyoko is by now old enough to attend school so every morning he prepares her school lunch. Recently she has been really getting into Ghibli movies so he actually attempts to theme her bento boxes around the movies and the characters. It's much appreciated from the kisses on the cheek that he receives. Recently she's been developing an interest for tennis as well so he buys her the rackets, a ball and starts practicing with her. Yuna and Toru attend kindergarden by now as well, leaving Nanami alone with Akio. Even the neighbours initially assume that his newest child is another girl when they spot him with the stroller. As a father who has raised three girls so far he must say that he notices some difference between raising a baby girl or raising a baby boy. Akio is much more attached to you as you are clearly the favorite parent between the two of you and this makes you very happy considering that Kiyoko, Toru and Yuno are all dad girls who cling to his legs almost all the time. Both of you agree though that from now on you are going to be more careful though as four children are a sweet number that both of you would like to keep.

Kamo Choso

🩸​Aiko is a baby that has been desperately wanted from Choso's side and you were forced to tag along with it. The moment she is born and starts crying, Choso is weeping. She's precious and cute and adorable and he swears that his heart is going to detonate when he carefully holds her in his arms. From the very first second that she is born, he is already fiercely protective. Being protective is just part of his nature but with her it is different. All of his brothers have already been out of any baby, toddler or child stage and he himself has never had an actual childhood. Sure, there are some memories of the host body that is now his own that he has access too but even that leaves him utterly unprepared for just how helpless his daughter actually is. The tiny thing has barely the strength to lift her own head, much less the strength to defend herself against all of the threats out there. The thought of anyone even daring to threaten his small baby has Choso often spiraling so instantly he clings to her. Far too weak, far too helpless, far too loved and precious. Despite the paranoia that he harbors to him to feels like he gets to fulfill the duties he has always been born for. Protecting those important to him.

🩸​His inexperience shows though and it is largely up to you to teach him how to do the daily tasks. He doesn't know how to change a diaper and panics, leading you to teach him how to do it as he watches with eager and wide eyes. He doesn't know how to prepare a bottle when you are unable to breastfeed Aiko so you explain to him where he can find the powder and how to prepare it. When there is neither a need for a change of diapers nor a bottle and he doesn't know why his baby cries, he just hovers over the crib with anxiously pursed lips. The separation anxiety increases. You are familiar with Choso's need to always cling to you but now there is another person he is unwilling to let go of so he insists on both of you to stay in his view. There are days where he carries the baby around with him and refuses to put her down, unwilling to let go of her as he carefully adjusts his hold on her every now and then. If you can't find Aiko in her crib, you know that Choso has her. Most of the time you find both of them in bed, baby snoozing away whilst Choso shields her with his body like some sort of mother cat. The moment he notices you he always asks for you to lay down too with him and Aiko.

🩸​He is very much selective with the people he lets close to his baby daughter. Yuji is pretty much the only one allowed to visit any time even unannounced. After all Yuji is Aiko's uncle and honestly a big help for you when Choso starts to get overbearing and overprotective. There are certain things you can only do when you have Yuji to convince Choso. One of those things is actually taking Aiko outside. Choso doesn't see the need in that for she is far too small and could get hurt or infected with pretty much anything out there. It's far easier to take your daughter outside when Yuji is there and tags along though even then Choso is hardly relaxed. No, instead he's right next to you with dark eyes darting back and forth as if expecting any moment for someone to jump out of the shadows and attack you or Aiko. That overprotective stubbornness is quite difficult during the first few weeks where Choso insists for you to rest and recover. He thinks he can take proper care of you but the truth is that there are still lots of things he is unfamiliar with and for that he needs your help. He just doesn't want to admit that to you as he is the one who should protect and help. Not the other way around.

🩸​He stops tying his hair up at one point. Aiko gets quite grabby when she is a few months old and his ponytails are just that inviting. There would be no use to tie them up any longer as she would have untied them only a few hours later anyways. He couldn't care any less though that his hair looks like a mess due to her constantly tugging at it. The sight of her with her big eyes focused on his face and her little fingers grabbing his hair is far too precious for him to even be remotely mad. That is only enhanced because she looks so very similar to you with your pretty eyes, your nose and your smile. That smile is going to be the end of him one day, filled with so much innocence he didn't even know was possible. Fatherhood hasn't taken away some of the creepiness Choso unintentionally exhibits every day. One of those most prominent traits is that he always wants to watch you when you breastfeed Aiko. The amount of times he has appeared right next to you to stare at the baby and you without a word often unnerves you a bit. Choso just finds it fascinating, the fact that you can feed the baby from your own body. A part of him finds it even desirable.

🩸​The moment she starts to get more mobile by crawling around, Choso is never far away. He stirs her away from all sharp edges, immediately snatches her when she gets remotely close to any stairs and keeps the doors to all rooms open so she doesn't bump against any closed doors. It's quite a sight though when he gets down on all fours and crawls around with her, especially when she crawls into spaces he wouldn't fit into at full height to quickly drag her out before she hurts herself. Once she starts learning how to walk it actually hits him hardly that she will eventually grow just like Yuji did. Already she is not the same person anymore when she was upon birth and that fills him with a piercing pain. Yuji is largely independent and you too were the same before Choso forced you into dependence due to his obsession. Aiko will eventually be the same, won't she? What if she thinks that one day she won't need her papa anymore? Already his mind starts spiraling as he panics at that thought. His hold on her doesn't loosen though as she clumsily tries to stand up on her own two feet. Once she manages to take her first few steps without his help, he feels that tugging pain together with warm pride.

🩸​Yuji starts teaching his niece lots of things the moment she is old enough. As embarrassing as it might be, Choso can't teach her how to ride a bike because he himself doesn't know how to ride one even though he has the memories of the process from his host. For that he also recalls all the times the body of his host fell and hurt himself in the process and that doesn't soothe his anxiety. Even when Aiko is fully equipped with a helmet and pads to protect her elbows and knees he is still very much unsure. You can see the way his fingers twitch and his body leans forward once she starts pedaling. Her balance is off the first few times and Choso is even quicker than Yuji to grab her bike and keep her from falling off even though he was further away. It's like that with a lot of things when it comes to Aiko, with him overwhelmingly anxious that she might suffer from even the smallest scratch. You dread even thinking about Choso is going to handle Aiko eventually visiting school. Kindergarden is already something he has not let her experience as he deemed her as far too young to be left supervised by someone who isn't him. He's going to have a hard time witnessing how she grows older.

[shininas-ideals]

"Please, I'm begging you..."

[originalartblog]

Tiny skk adventures!

not like they're also cranky and tired and touch-starved

[iridescentdove]

What about a Platonic! BSD x Child! Reader is very smart, like almost Ranpo-level smart, but they don’t use their smarts and intellect for anything at all except for online video games, board games, etc., and they’re lazy and don’t go outside at all. Plus, the first time Reader and Dazai had a game of chess, Dazai literally lost two moves in, and Dazai was rethinking his entire life choices in that moment because how the fu-

(How Dazai and Reader’s game of chess went *REAL* link)

WHY DO I HEAR BOSS MUSIC?

platonic!bsd x child!smart!reader

A/N: I for an odd reason, love it when characters are humbled and seen inferior 😭 I love this request too! Here it is~

Everyone loves you.

I'm so jealous rn /j

Well as a kid it would be expected to be like that! Although, it was a little different as you were ... considered unique to other children around you. How so?

ULTRA DEDUCTION BABY.

No but for real. FUKUZAWA merely took you into the agency since you seemed to have had no parents by your side to take care of you. As such, he took on the responsibility himself. The agency takes care of you now! <3

Anyways, let's say you were basically rivalling RANPO in terms of deduction and overall smartness capabilities, as he now thinks you are a worthy opponent.

But even he himself lost to someone like DAZAI.

Yes. Of course it was true, the suicidal detective just seemed to be way too good. The so-called 'world's best detective' had lost to a man, in which who, flirts with women 24/7 and asks for double suicide everywhere he went.

But to say the day came when brunette's demise lurked around the corner ... because of a chess game.

The agency had nothing important going on in particular as the peace of Yokohama was maintained in the meantime. Simply put, you guys were on vacation. So what else to do other than some old family bonding?

There were lots of activities planned that day, and everyone had enjoyed it to the fullest. You did also find it fun, but ... of course, for someone your age – you were mature as fuck.

And so, you did what everyone wouldn't have the balls to do.

Challenge DAZAI OSAMU himself to a chess match.

So obviously, everyone got a bit nervous. Pretty sure you had no idea how smart the suicidal maniac was, nor did they ever believe you would last a good 'ol round even once. By some experience of a certain detective – there is absolutely no one better than DAZAI himself.

The chess game went on. You looked so cute and innocent! Maybe he should go easy on you?? After all, you're just a kid.

And yet ... he was downright horrified.

In a matter of four turns in, the death-craving young man was absolutely OBLITERATED by you. Upon the match ending, a pin drop silence was heard. Eyes widened in shock, whom even RANPO himself never imagined such. Everyone never spoke, not even coughed for a solid 5 minutes.

But it was true. You DID defeat him. FUKUZAWA had the face of a very proud parent – he really didn't think you'd emerge victory in this small innocent match.

The president promised to treat you out next time a successful mission was in tow. Of course, DAZAI couldn't believe he had lost to you! A little child!

It would definitely take a lot of time for him to wrap his head around that – but once he does, oh boy.

I think you a little crazy there uncle ahaha

He almost literally brags about your existence everyday to anyone. You can't tell me he hasn't literally shoved in and mocked in front of people's faces with that shit eating grin of his oh my fucking God 😭

Then again, no one is safe. An even better gifted than the two greatest treasures of the Armed Detective Agency.

FYODOR better be shaking in his fugly ass boots.

You're coming for him alright. (and so am I)

Honestly, the ADA cannot be anymore proud to have an ally like you by their side. Missions and war would cease to exist from how well you managed to help them. And even moreso, combined with RANPO himself.

World destruction who?? I only know (Y/N) (L/N) 😍

Your existence is known, everyone knows about what you've done and how respected you are despite your young age.

Who tf let the Port Mafia fuck ya'll up?? Oh nevermind they were destroyed because of ur amazing little ass. The Hunting Dogs tryna tear apart the ADA which was mistaken as terrorists? Umh chill anyways so you already had a plan– RANPO doesn't know what to do for once? You're already there to help. Decay of the Angels? Lives up to their name, they're decaying under your superior brain and intellect.

You're just found to be the lifeline of the agency. In return, everyone treats you very well (spoils you even), making sure you lived your days as a child to the best extreme possible.

And to be frank – no one dare underestimate you anymore.

[samhasnocontrol]

Hi. More of them that I forgor to post!

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Introducing the most chaotic duo possible ✨🔪

What could possibly go wrong?

[invidiia]

I know you said you’d come back to this so, platonic Yan Jouno with an early teenage (13-14) adoptive little brother reader with narcolepsy who wasn’t in the safest situation before hand (Jesus that’s long winded sorry)

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⋆⭒˚｡⋆ "."bye, hi, sigh, hawaii.. 𖤐 platonic yandere jouno saigiku // reader.

being jouno's poor younger sibling with the chronic sleep disorder narcolepsy isn't the best thing in the world. jouno just wants you to be safe.

m.list // now playing..

[ a/n ; HIII HOURGLASS ANONNN IM SO HAPPY TO FINALLY FINISH THIS ]

[ warning ; platonic yandere, gender neutral reader, forced medication?? ]

⋆ jouno practically keeps you with him at all times.

⋆ he makes you hold his hand everywhere, for two reasons: one, to keep you safe, and two, so you don't leave him.

⋆ jouno doesn't think you'll leave him, in fact, he's sure you wouldn't because he keeps you safe, and it's better than being in a bad situation like you were before, isn't it?

⋆ he also makes sure you hold his hand and don't stray far from him in case of cataplexy

⋆ like i said in another work, i feel like jouno would drag you places with him, running errands and such. he's a busy guy, so instead of rarely spending time with you at home, h e'll take you with him to places instead. don't complain, either - it's his idea of quality time, and he thinks he deserves it

⋆ jouno knows you can't help it, but he isn't a fan of it either. he doesn't hold anything against you for it, though, he just wants you to be safe.

⋆ if you fall asleep while in public, jouno just sighs and hoists you up on his shoulders, carrying you 'till you wake up

⋆ he knows narcolepsy is a pain in the ass, and while he can't relate, he can definitely try to help you in the best ways he possibly can

⋆ medication is a treatment, and jouno doesn't really give you a choice. he gives you stuff that helps, and nothing else. never gives you less or more , either - just sticks to what helps. jouno'd tell you that you had a choice, but if your answer was no then he'd find a way to sneak it lmaoooo

⋆ but overall, jouno isn't an asshole to you about it, he doesn't think it's a burden or issue. sometimes, it helps him keep track of you. if you ran away from him for whatever reason? next time you fall asleep, you're back with him. why would you run anyway? he's been so good to you, and this situation is a lot better than your old one, isn't it?

[sariel626]

I read your platonic dad Poe fic. Could you do another one where Poe has to run to the office and brings his kid for a few minutes and they meet Fitzgerald for the first time. He tries to keep his little detective quiet lol

AAAAAAA! My first request!!! This is so exciting!!!

Note: Fitzgerald did meet reader under different circumstances in the other Poe work, so we’ll have reader’s memory be foggy of him.

TW: possible OOC characters

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Emergency Meeting!🚨🚨🚨

Poe grabbed his phone and noticed it was Francis calling, so he answered the call while motioning for (Reader) to be quiet, “Hello boss, is there something you need? Ah yes, the plans for the new buildings have been drafted. I can bring them in a couple hours for review- 15 minutes?! N-No, it’s not a problem, but my daughter, she can’t be left alone yet. I promise she won’t be a bother! Thank you!”

Immediately after hanging up Poe started to gather his things. (Reader) had cleaned up her crayons and papers after figuring out she would probably be going somewhere with her dad. “Dad, are you going to work?” Poe sighed, “Yes, there’s a meeting I have to go to and unfortunately, you’ll be coming with me this time.” He recalled the last time (Reader) was at the office and shivered at the thought of the experience repeating. Poe grabbed his bag and began leading her out the door. The young girl whined at this, “Why can’t I stay with Uncle Ranpo? It’s Saturday, he’s not gonna be at work!” “I have to be there in less than fifteen minutes. That isn’t anywhere near enough time to drop you off with Ranpo. Did you grab some books? Colors and notebooks?” The girl hummed in response, pouting about having to go to her dad’s work on the weekend.

Living about 7 minutes away made it slightly easier for the stressed architect and young girl to arrive in time by speed walking. There were many times when a bookstore or sweet shop would catch little (Reader)’s eye and almost distract her, but Poe was determined to get him and his daughter to and through this meeting as soon as possible.

Once they arrived at the entrance of the guild, (Reader) felt a sense of deja vu wash over her. She grabbed Poe’s hand and he looked down at her. “I think I’ve been here before…and something bad happened. I don’t wanna go.” Her father’s expression immediately grew worried. Was she having traumatic flashbacks? Was he going to lose his daughter because of this important meeting? Karl jumped off Poe’s shoulders onto his daughter’s, which seemed to help calm the small girl’s nerves a bit. “It’ll only be one short meeting, then we’ll leave, I promise” Poe gave (Reader) a reassuring smile. “…Ok, but then we have to get ice cream!” “Deal!”

After passing through what seemed like 50 empty hallways, they finally made it to their destination with a minute to spare. Knocking on the door, they hear a “Come in” and both enter the lavish room, coming face to face with Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald himself and Louisa Alcott by his side, as per usual. Seeing Poe now here, Francis smiled and checked his watch, “Poe! You’re just in time! Let’s take a look at what you’ve drawn up.” Ignoring the presence of Poe’s daughter, he watched Poe take out the files for each plan and set them on his desk. “The new firm will require at least $690,000,000 to build…”

Meanwhile, (Reader) had moved from behind Poe to behind the couch he was sitting on. She felt uncomfortable upon seeing the blonde CEO, but couldn’t pinpoint what it was exactly that gave her that feeling. Taking out the crayons from her bag, the girl continued working on her picture for Uncle Ranpo. Sifting through the box to find a black crayon, because he always has to have his signature glasses at the scene, she noticed her red crayon fall out and roll around the corner of the couch. Of course, this did not go unnoticed by Francis. Amusement spread across his face as he spoke, “Poe, did you let in a rat?” Knowing full well who was there. The tousle haired writer tried to maintain his composure and picked it up, “I-It must’ve fallen out o-of my pocket from earlier.” Francis laughed, “I didn’t know you used crayons to draw up your plans for new structures.” This only raised Poe’s anxiety of the situation. Will Francis see his daughter and force him to get rid of her? Will he kill her?! “O-Occasionally I do, t-to avoid smearing in my drafts…” Hearing the poor excuse, Francis decided to see how far Poe would go to hide the girl’s presence. “I suppose that’s reasonable. Now, you were saying?”

The writer let out a sigh of relief internally and continued with the meeting. He couldn’t help but notice Louisa glancing next to him, almost as if she were trying to see behind the couch. At this point, (Reader) had finished her initial drawing and flipped her drawing notebook paper. Coincidentally, this was done almost in sync with her father, but she was slightly louder which caught the attention of the Guild’s strategist. The young girl, pondering what to draw next, glanced around the room before freezing up as she looked at the space between Fitzgerald’s desk and the door (like where Atsushi was before he escaped and took the doll to Dazai). Her pupils shrunk and (Reader)’s hand instinctively started moving to draw a familiar, yet forgotten memory…

As she was drawing, the small artist had built up the urge to sneeze and sneeze she did. The room fell silent for a few moments before Francis said, “Poe, please refrain from bringing anyone to Guild meetings again. You may come out from hiding.” (Reader) peeked her head out, still feeling a bit uncomfortable around the businessman. Francis would’ve been lying if he said he was surprised by the girl’s appearance. He had expected someone much older and taller. Clearing his voice without breaking eye contact, he asks Louisa to take the young girl to another room until he and Poe are finished.

Cleaning up her crayons again, and getting the red one from her father, (Reader) follows the loyal woman to a room nearby. “Miss Louisa? Can I call you that?” Louisa looked down at the kid, “Louisa or Alcott is fine.” “Do you have to go back?” “I do…but I don’t want to interrupt Lord Francis’s meeting…” The small girl pondered this, “Do you want to play double double this this?” Louisa was taken by surprise at the girl’s offer. Didn’t this kid remember her just watching Lord Francis killing her parents and almost her a few years ago? Why would she want to play a game with her? Unless it’s a trap! “—ouisa? Miss Louisa? You can say no, it’s ok.” A tiny hand was waving in front of Louisa’s face to snap her out of her thoughts. “S-Sorry, I don’t know how to play so I’ll just review my work. Can you please be completely quiet so I can work?” “I’ll try my best to be as quiet as possible!” Louisa smiled at the young detective’s determination, but immediately sweat dropped when (Reader) pulled out four adult mystery novels.

Soon enough, the meeting was over and the girl had solved three mysteries before reaching the end of the books. Louisa brought (Reader) back to Francis’s office, the room still making the young detective uneasy. Karl was the first of the three to notice the two enter, and he jumped onto the familiar child’s shoulder. This alerted both Poe and Francis of the two girls’ arrival. “Welcome back little one, I’m sure you were much better for Miss Louisa than you were during the meeting?” Poe sighed, “I-I’m so sorry sir…I j-just couldn’t find a-anyone to watch her.” Louisa interjected, “She was very good and polite. I asked her to stay quiet so I could work and she didn’t make a sound.”

The nervous girl who had been hiding behind Louisa with Karl on her shoulders came out, knowing that she had to apologize for causing trouble for her father. Fidgeting with the ends of her shirt, she bowed her head in shame, “I-I’m sorry for making so much noise during your meeting…and being a problem…” Francis patted her head and chuckled, “Just don’t let it happen again.” He pulled his hand back, “You’re exactly like your father, appearances aside. Run along now, I’m sure you two had plans today.” Poe and (Reader) said their goodbyes and quickly rushed out.

Once they were gone, Francis frowned and continued staring at the door, “Miss Louisa.” “Y-Yes Lord Francis?” He turned towards her, “Don’t you think that girl resembled Eliza Haywood and Damien Lewis a bit too much?” Louisa noticed this too, but she didn’t expect her boss to ask her about it so soon. “I do…but are we still going to kill her? Poe seemed really attached to her…” “He was told to kill her if he saw her back then, that means he disobeyed an order.” Francis sighed and sat down in his chair at his desk, “But this could bear fruit for us if we play our cards right, let’s leave her be for now. I’m sure her father will help hone whatever gift that girl has.” “Should I retrieve the files on her biological parents?” “No, please continue putting together the next strategy.”

Meanwhile, after having left Francis’s office, Poe began scolding his daughter. “You can’t cause more problems for Mr. Fitzgerald like that. He’s busy enough as is with his businesses and running the Guild. He had to call me in on a day off because of his schedule being so packed. Please don’t let that happen again, especially when you can be quieter for other people.” There was a moment of silence as the little (Reader) let his words sink in. “ Oh, Why were you so nervous around him? I mean, I don’t blame you since he could easily fire me or kill m-“ The girl stopped in her tracks the moment he said ‘kill’ with a terrified expression on her face. Poe saw this and immediately grew worried, he hadn’t seen that look since he first took her in. The writer, not knowing what to do, reached out his hand like he did so long ago and asked, “Would you like to go to those sweet shops we passed on our way here? We could also s-stop by the bookstore if it’s still open?” Trying to hide the nervousness in his voice. Karl nuzzled her cheek, both gestures making the child snap out of her trance. She shakily grabbed her dad’s hand and the three left to fulfill Poe’s offer to his daughter.

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YOU CAN’T BEAT THE POWER OF ENERGY DRINKS AND OVERWORKING MYSELF WRITER’S BLOCK! I GOT THE POWER OF CHILD READER ON MY SIDE!

I’m so sorry if you’re not happy with how this turned out. I tried to keep it consistent with the how (Reader) was adopted story. Please feel free to give feedback, it is much appreciated.

Fun Fact: Eliza Haywood and Damien Lewis are also writers irl.