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Ichiyo would have bet all the money in her pocket that the man before her had been an Alpha… no he was just a wolf.

Warnings: smut, age gap, swearing, Higuchi x DILF

Notes: here’s your Fukuzawa and Higuchi fic idk why but this came to mind first. Only term used is Alpha not beta, omega etc. I aint getting into that hole

Tagging: @daffodilsinspring

Ichiyo I didn’t like to presume another Wolf’s rank, especially when they were older than her.

She didn’t like to presume because people often thought she was low ranked, thought she was just this weak thing Alpha’s would walk all over.

It wasn’t like the humans didn’t do that, wasn’t like those who didn’t have something beneath their skin didn’t think of her as less.

Though it amused her, Mori never once questioned her skills… though that might be because she bit him when she was younger- in her defence he had just sliced open her grandfather's throat- but he had never downplayed her abilities, never once questioned her role in the organisation he'd overtaken.

So why everyone else deemed her unimportant? Who fucking knows.

She shook her head, thoughts no longer clouding her mind as she wandered through the small bar, following a scent like the dog she was.

It was a nice smell- something woodsy, hinted with cinnamon.

It was always a treat to find another wolf- they weren’t extinct or anything but for the most part it was a clan-based power, something so far beneath the skin that having an ability on top of it made it easier to hide some days.

She was stronger, faster, could hear, taste and smell better.

But of course, only Mori knew that she had an ability and Mori was the only Wolf in the port mafia she’d ever snapped at- ever shown her hand too. Sometimes she thinks she should do the same to Hirotsu, another wolf who thought she was below him… though he was much older compared to her.

The downside to being a wolf was heats. A feeling that was hard to ignore and regardless of her feelings towards a mortal man and since she wasn't taken and he'd never... aided her (why would he? Akutagawa doesn't know what she is) she found solace in finding people who would forget about her later- it made it easier.

Ichiyo paused beside a table, head tilting as she took in the man who had been calmly sipping his sake. Metallic blue eyes l locked on her just as her rich brown had.

Of all the scents to follow. Of all the scents to ignite that pool of heat in her belly.

How on earth did she find herself with him- he had to be an Alpha as well and two Alpha’s in heat were bad news.

“President.” She said, blinking owlishly at him, his scent spiked the second she said his title.

This was a bad idea. She needed to turn around and leave the bar, leave the man to his drinking… they were the only wolves here after all.

“Higuchi- correct?”

“Yes.”

“What are you doing here?”

Could he not smell it? Did he not notice how enticing he was at current- hell even the normal human women in the corner were drooling over him.

“Wanted a drink… caught a scent instead.”

His nose twitched, eyes widening slightly like it had just hit him.

She was breathing slowly, keeping calm and collected as she spoke to Yukichi Fukuzawa.

“Ah.”

Really white wolf? Just ah.

“I should go.”

“Have a drink.” The words were out his mouth before he had thought them by the look on his face.

She cocked her head to the side.

“Two alphas aren’t a good combination.” She sniffed, ready to accept defeat. If he fought her he’d win- human or wolf.

The look on his face told her he had no idea what she meant. Of course, she didn’t look like she could lead a pack (she did but that was a different story) but that just made people underestimate her which she supposed was a good thing.

“I’m not an alpha.” He said quietly. “But I wouldn’t mind a drinking companion.”

She blinked. Seriously?

She slowly moved into the chair across from him.

“You aren’t?”

“You are?” He laughed.

“Yes. Let me guess you don’t believe it?”

“My line of work didn’t have me around other wolves very often. I can't say I’ve spoken to a pack leader that wasn’t my own before.” He admitted. "Even then- I'm no longer in a pack so I do not have need of an Alpha."

A cup appeared before her suddenly, sake already present.

“So when Mori called you a lone wolf… he meant it?” Fukuzawa nods.

"He wasn't always a wolf-" The president began.

“I’m the one that bit him.” The admission was out before she thought more if it. Fukuzawa hummed, if he was surprised he didn’t show it. “He’d just killed my grandfather and I was an angry brat with fuck all control... whoops.”

She found his laugh did something to her- a fluttery feeling in her chest.

"That would be why he never told me how he turned then."

"No one wants to admit defeat by thirteen-year-old girl." She shrugged, bringing the beverage to her lips.

"Your grandfather... was he...?" She already knew what the question was and she'll admit surprise not even Hirotsu has figured it out.

"The old boss?" He nods. "Yes. Mori was going to keep me in the mafia no matter what- a big fuck you to the old man."

"Now he really can't get rid of you." Fukuzawa laughed again.

"Nope... means I can give him orders though... if you ever need some blackmail on him."

"I'll remember that." And he would, she could scent no lies in that regard.

"Good sake." She said after a beat of silence.

"Yes." They didn't know what to do now, a lull of awkward tension settled. "I come here often for it."

She should have left beforehand, being so close when he smelt so good and they were both in heat was going to be a disaster.

How was he so calm... was it because he was older? Did they get easier when you neared middle age? Was it like menopause did it just fucking stop?

Downing the last of her drink she stood, hand digging through her bag for some yen to give the older man.

"I should go- thanks for the drink." She nodded, passing him the money she had found.

His eyes seemed to darken just that little bit as he raised his hand to push hers away.

"No need, it's on me."

His hand was still touching hers.

She should pull away first, but his scent was getting stronger and no doubt hers was too.

~~*~~

She really should have left the second she'd found out who's scent she had followed. Ichiyo really needs to learn that sometimes running away is a good thing.

But who was she to complain when the older man's mouth was on hers, when their clothes were nowhere in sight- strewn across his dining room floor.

Who was she to complain when she had a sword master's body pressed against her own, lifting her up with such ease that she practically moaned into his mouth.

Next thing Ichiyo knows she's on a bed, his bed, with no intention of leaving it any time soon. She heaved, watching him with wide dilated eyes. She was surrounded by his scent and while she would prefer to leave hers on the men she slept with she couldn't deny how nice his was... how similar it was to her own- earthy and warm.

She rolled them, the president of the Armed Detective Agency now beneath her- his head hitting the pillows with a soft thud. His eyes were just as dilated as her own.

"You want control?" He questioned, quiet enough to not ruin the mood- how could it? His voice was practically liquid sex right now.

"I want pleasure." She replied, rolling her hips against his own- she was soaked and he wasn't even inside her yet. At least he was hard she supposed, she could feel just how much he wanted her right now with each little movement.

"That I can give."

"This isn't a good idea is it?" She asked, leaning forward, her nails dragging down his toned stomach towards his cock. He hissed as her hand wrapped around him- shit he was big, not that it mattered in the long run, good dick was good dick.

"No, it isn't." His hands rest on her thighs, nails digging into her skin.

"So long as no one finds out I suppose." She sucked in a breath as she settled back, a deliciously painful stretch following until she was fully seated. She moaned.

He let her choose the pace, a sentiment she appreciated but she knew she'd grow bored of if this ever happened again (she shook that thought away faster than it came). Her hands were flat on his stomach, fingers digging into the firm line of abs he'd had hidden beneath his usual Yukata as she lifted her hips and dropped down until she was flush against him. His fingers dug into the fat of her thighs, nails biting her skin and leaving moon shaped marks in their wake.

She'd be bruised for sure.

She felt him raise his knees behind her, giving her some leverage and somehow going so much deeper. Ichiyo swore as he bucked upwards and growled. Brown eyes stared down at blue as she pushed herself back against his thighs, one hand moving towards her clit while the other grasped her breast.

Well, if the male hadn't been turned on before (which he absolutely had been) he certainly was now as his scent permeated the air and she's sure hers had surged right back as a wave of pleasure overcame her. One orgasm down.

The next thing Ichiyo knows she's on her back again, the larger man towering over her, forcing her legs to wrap around his waist as he began thrusting- just that bit faster than she had been.

He growled, mouth trailing over her jaw, her neck, her chest- tongue darting to swirl around her nipple before doing the same to the other.

She snarled back as her nails dug into his skin, no not dug, clawed. She could feel the marks she was leaving behind as his hips moved against hers.

She wouldn't admit it out loud, but this was the best heat yet. Who knew she just needed to get into the ADA President's pants for a good fuck.

His lips met hers again with urgency, muffling both of their moans- just in case anyone heard them, questioned them.

Ichiyo raised a hand, tangling it in his silver hair as another hard thrust sent her spiralling. Fuck every movement was driving her insane, maybe it was the sake, maybe she was just delirious from her heat but... she had no idea how long they'd been at it.

Fukuzawa pulled away just as another orgasm was approaching and smirked. Stupid middle-age-man stopping her mid-

He flipped her, chest pressing into the soft cotton sheets where his smell overwhelmed her senses- in the best way. Her hands grabbed at his sheets, nails most likely cutting through the fabric as he enters her once more.

"Fuck." She whined as his thrust had her face pressing into his pillow.

His hands were on her waist, her hip, pulling her back against him with every thrust and maybe it was just her imagination, but she could have sworn he was going deeper.

He was leaning over her now, one hand still gripping her hip, the other holding his weight right beside her head though his forehead was now resting between her shoulder blades.

One sharp roll of hips after the other and she could feel herself tumbling, growling at the older man above her, taking her quite literally like a bitch in heat. She growled at the feeling of teeth along her back.

"No teeth President." Her teeth clacked together in warning- he grunted in return as another hard thrust pressed her into the pillows.

"Sorry." He huffed out against her skin.

She whimpered, that well of heat and pressure in her lower belly was returning again and going by the less rhythmic thrusts of the sword master he was close too.

"Good-fuck." She groaned out as white began to speckle her vision, her body falling limp in the man's hold as he pulled away- his release spilling across her lower back.

She heaved out a breath as her body melted into the bed- Fukuzawa now having padded towards his bathroom to get a washcloth to clean them both up with. He returned in no time to clean her up (how nice of him) before returning with the washcloth to the bathroom once more.

With a huff she sat up, eyeing the room for her clothes before remembering that they were practically thrown about his home.

"Do you need anything?" Fukuzawa questioned as he pulled on a robe.

"To find my clothes." She barked out a laugh and stood slowly (legs wobbling just that bit but she wouldn't say that aloud).

"Wait here."

So she did.

Not even five minutes later and she was dressed and ready to sneak her way out of the ADA dormitory- or whatever the complex was.

"Goodbye." She said nodding to the man- leaving a hook up was always the most awkward part. At least he nodded back, some recognition that this was irregular for them both.

And so Ichiyo left the home, footsteps feather light as she snuck out of the ADA's complex hoping to whatever god that no one noticed her- it was one am hopefully no one did.

How unfortunate it was that she didn't see the vibrant green eyes scrutinizing her from above.

#bsd smut #bungou stray dogs smut #ichiyo higuchi smut #yukichi fukuzawa smut

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aarcanechaoss · 3 days

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So it’s come to my attention that those of you who picked Fukuzawa in my poll for Higuchi might have meant that you wanted a she joins the ADA fic ….

And not a Higuchi gets a DILF for a night smut

Does it make it better if I say they’re werewolves (Alpha is the only rank I am not diving any further into the werewolf pit than that) in heat 👀

Where she’s an alpha and he’s just a wolf and they just say fuck it for the night 👀

Honestly would make a werewolf Higuchi fic, like the witch / Hexenbiest idea would vibe with Higuchi too

Anyway Aarcane is a dumb dumb

#aarcane is a dumb dumb #bsd #bsd smut #bungou stray dogs smut #bungou stray dogs #Ichiyo Higuchi #yukichi fukuzawa #Ichiyo Higuchi smut #yukichi fukuzawa smut

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aarcanechaoss · 3 days

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Do you take request on the hunting dogs?

Eyyo! I can do that but I’m still learning their characters writing wise if that makes sense so don’t hate me if something is OOC lol

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #hunting dogs bsd

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aarcanechaoss · 4 days

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Theory time with Higuchi!

For anyone who wants a good read and some info on Ichiyo (Natsu) Higuchi this Reddit Post was really interesting

I first want to say I have zero evidence or reasoning behind most of this shit specifically the two abilities I’m pulling out of my ass (I do still love my Flowers at Dusk theory don’t get me wrong and a lot of the Growing Pains / Child’s Play theories are beautiful). Again these are for entertainment only I have no bets on these being real LOL

1. Draining / Absorbing

2. Her word is law

Now before I get into these (1,2) I want to bring up an interesting point seen in the Reddit Post I shared.

Specifically the Mori does not punish Higuchi part- and remembering the episodes in particular he really doesn’t. At most he is disappointed in her failure and asks if “she is suited for this job.”

Now this also made me realise (again the Reddit Post mentioned this too I found after reading further) the Command Unit is in direct line to Mori just after Executives.

Meaning she is high ranked overall in the Mafia not just amongst the Black Lizard.

She is Akutagawa’s equal - role wise in the mafia.

Why?

We know she is an ability user (not what the ability is) so is she simply well connected to Mori or is she a Secret Weapon? Or both.

Somehow she had to make it to Commander level even with the lack of respect she receives (until rescuing Akutagawa but even then they still don’t treat her like a leader).

I propose an option that also has no standing or reasoning.

She’s related to the previous boss.

Someone who didn’t have a choice to have anything but a mafioso lifestyle.

A granddaughter or a great niece etc. but let’s go with grandchild for this post- a favoured one at that- which I will get to.

Yes, this would technically mean she’s been in the mafia the longest compared to many characters (Dazai, Chuuya, Akutagawa etc).

I hear your “Wouldn’t Hirotsu know then?” It’s entirely possible if she is a favoured grandchild the Boss would have only wanted certain people to know about her when she was so young plus it’s not like every grandparent shares a last name with their grandchild (he could be her mother’s father).

It’s also possible if he knew the boss had a grandkid she would have been known as Natsu not Ichiyo at the time (since that is the authors real name).

And we all know I head-cannon that our girl is naturally brunette / raven haired so of course I'm adding in more plot with the name thing. Could be just for fun, maybe it was ordered, maybe it's so the people who did know about Natsu wouldn't point her out (Mori just hiding the nepotism).

In any case if this was how Mori knew her- after digging and of course killing him it’s entirely plausible that he’d 1. Look at it as an opportunity to fuck over the guy even when he’s dead 2. She’s a valuable asset because of it.

By that I mean her family name would hold power eg. she goes by Natsu (boss last name) when Mori needs something that only her family could get him.

Or she’s incredibly powerful and he’d be an idiot to not keep her. Perhaps she hates her power and he keeps that in check- she does what he says and then she doesn’t need to use it / she doesn’t have control - because less control over that means more control over her.

It’s not like she’d be his heir or anything (though that would be a funny fic idea- people trying to fight for the next in line and Mori is just like no I have a replacement it's Higuchi).

Anyway onto my not at all reasonable Ability theories.

1. Draining / Absorbing

This one was originally a "takes abilities" theory- which has absolutely no merit being a theory at all unless for whatever reason Asagiri decides that she and Dazai have been secretly related the whole time.

In the Reddit Post OP theorises that she could paralyse her opponents using her novella Takekurabe (Comparing Heights) with the English titles Growing Up and Child’s Play as the forefront. Though I’ve seen the use of the title Growing Pains instead of Up as well.

Using OP's word's, I don't think Higuchi will have a name-based ability (eg. Beast Beneath the Moonlight or Thou Shalt Not Die) and so for this crack theory I'm also using Growing Pains / Childs Play.

I suggest that she can drain or absorb abilities instead- leaving her opponents with a dull aching because a part of them is practically gone should she drain an ability to its dredges. She could probably kill someone if she wasn’t careful and took too much.

Think Rogue from X-Men.

That would make her a formidable enemy to have and an even better secret weapon.

It would also make her just another tool like Dazai was- instead of halting an ability she practically takes it away (which is plausible if we really dug into it, but this is more she takes the power or energy involved in using the ability).

Where did this idea even come from you ask?

Honestly no clue but I was trying really hard to figure out what possible ability she could have, and I have landed on it must be powerful and this would absolutely be an ability that she would hide until necessary. It would also be a play on the novella titles instead of simply going Child's play= dolls= voodoo doll ability for example (mostly because that's kind of Q's ability) but more a play on how for some people transitioning into adulthood is draining and not as fun as when the world was too big for us.

2. Her word is Law

Okay this is also a stretch just so we are clear BUT I think it's more plausible than draining / absorbing. I don't really know which title I'd give this one because I'm leaning again to a more a non-name-based ability (eg. No Longer Human or Plum Blossom in the Snow) so for the fun of it lets call this Flowers at Dusk (Yamizakura- yes, the one I usually use in Fics).

When I say her word is law I don't mean legally speaking- think Jessica / Paul Atreides or the Reverend Mother from Dune and how they use 'the voice'.

This ability came to mind since Ichiyo Higuchi is an important figure in Japan, though it wasn't like she would be able to sway politics or anything of the like. Her works are important, the words in the stories are significant. Key word, words.

This would be a valuable power worth keeping hidden and close to the chest, she would make her way up the ranks fast with such an ability and more than likely she'd be a great asset in regard to interrogations.

Mori would absolutely keep this ability a secret and keep her close because of it. Let's play into the idea that she hates or is afraid of her ability, a power that takes away others free will or control would be hard to deal with depending on your mental fortitude or upbringing.

If she said jump you would jump, if she said kill you would kill.

She'd be the perfect secret weapon with an ability like this especially if no one else knew and she got kidnapped- whoops they didn't put on ability suppressors ...oh hey where did she go?

I feel like this is a plausible option- only because we know nothing but that she is an ability user. It would make sense for her to be closer to Mori- he'd ensure she would never use the ability on him and considering people underestimate her already it would be an uppercut of a power to have and no one (but Dazai or those who are deaf I suppose) would be able to get away from it.

We'd really have to get into the meat of this ability and flesh out weaknesses par her voice box and No Longer Human. Is it the vibrations in her voice? Does she need a key word? Can she only use it on a certain number of people at a time? Could she pinpoint who isn't going to be affected if it were with a large group.

For example- The Black Lizard get cornered, and she needs to use her ability would her yelling STOP, MOVE BACK or FREEZE (any key words really) affect Gin, Hirotsu, Tachihara or Akutagawa?

Can you tell I like this idea for an ability lol.

Well, I think this post has been long enough. Let me know your thoughts as well, which one do you like better? Do you have any theories for what Higuchi's ability could be? Which book title do you think Asagiri will choose when we get to finally see what her ability is?

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd theory #bungou stray dogs theory #ichiyo higuchi #ichiyo higuchi theory

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aarcanechaoss · 5 days

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Are you taking black clover requests?

Yeah feel free to send those in- I’ve just been in a BSD mood but I am still working on my Black Clover stuff 😊

#black clover #black clover smut #black clover fluff #black clover angst

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aarcanechaoss · 5 days

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Unhinged Results

My Unhinged Thoughts post had more votes than expected l won’t lie I am shooketh

For those who did not get to participate in the poll I just chucked in a bunch of BSD guys (which I now- a week later- realise I missed Tetcho sorry beebee) and would be therefore writing stuff with the results for Higuchi to be having a merry old time with

I never specified if I’d be writing for the winners or not but it’s more what I’ll focus on writing when I get to them because crack ships are fun to write

… yeah I won’t lie I am not surprised with Tachihara’s position in the poll because we all love some fluffy Big Sis moments

But THE REST! I was expecting Ranpo to be higher- I was expecting Atsushi to be a little higher too 😂😂

To the results babes:

Yukichi Fukuzawa and Michizo Tachihara

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Ranpo Edogawa

Sigma

Atsushi Nakajima

Fukuzawa’s rank surprised me but Fyodor’s caught me off fucking guard! Did you like Wicked that much?? 😂😂😂

Welp Higuchi’s getting time with the DILF- what kind of time? You’ll see 👀

I can already think of something cute for her and Tachihara

Fyodor I’ll either make more Wicked lore or idk LOL

For the others I have yet to decide.

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd angst #bsd smut #bsd fluff #Ichiyo Higuchi

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aarcanechaoss · 7 days

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Hey 🖤 I just wanna say your a good writer and i hope you continue writing and doing what you love❤ Wishing good health and security💚

Me to you right now.

My little heart fills with utter joy when I get messages like this! Thank you it means a lot.

Love ya and wishing you goodness right back- AND to all my mutuals

#aarcane anons #aarcane has the feels now #ya'll making me cry happy cries

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aarcanechaoss · 7 days

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The one who asked about the kenji request🌱

TW - Gromming and non-con touching

( it's ok if its too uncomfortsble to write :)

So Kenji meets tgis friend at the library..a little bit older like 18.The ADA is supportive cayse he doesb't have much same age friends except for kyoka.Espcially ones wjo share his interests on agriculture.The guys a college student.At first everythings fine...but then he starts asking kenji wierd questions(kenji doesn't really understand that their perverted).Kenji gets a little moody one day cause the day before he and his friend 'practiced kissing' - he convinces kenji thats what close friends do with each other.Ranpo and Dazai realkzes something up and follows kenji to the library.They see the dude being wierd with him(perverse undertones) and they notice kenji's uncomfortable exterior.They proceed to drag him to the agency where the other members beat him uo before sending him to the police.Kenji gets embarassed and ashmaned cause he's never felt weak.The rest of thr ADA comfort him.They get hotpot after!

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I hope I do this justice - poor Kenji

Warnings: ANGST, Grooming of Minor

There was a fine line between what Kenji knew was right and wrong some days.

He knew his job was good, he knew saving people was the right thing to do and he knew that city life was bigger than the country life.

Wrong was harder to pick. Not that he really understood it, but people had called him naive multiple times and he was certain he could still barter a sheep for the library books he often borrowed- always about horticulture and agriculture (yes, he did in fact know what those words meant).

On one particular trip he met Sota, a boy Atsushi's age who had gushed over one particular book he'd been in the middle of bartering for (the librarian was used to his antics by this point and had just kept a tab directed to Fukuzawa for it now- plus the boy bought her flowers whenever they had bloomed, it was sweet).

Sota and Kenji got along like a house on fire the second they started talking. Apparently he too was getting used to the city life and had just started a university degree in agricultural science- having passed his entrance exam with flying colours.

Kenji had been so excited for his new friend he'd told the detective agency all about it and they had just grinned and told him they were happy he'd made a friend.

Then it got... weird. Their library meetups moved further and further away from the nice librarian lady towards a more secluded area. Kenji vaguely remembers Yosano telling him to stay away from dark corners but he... trusted Sota.

He shouldn't have.

Friend's ask personal questions- nothing wrong with that.

"Did he rest well? Was he dressed all cute just for him? Did he enjoy when Sota put his hands on him?"

"Yes. No. I always dress like this. That's what friends do right?"

That wasn't the end of it... no.

Sota seemed so sad this one particular day and Kenji hated seeing his friends sad so he vowed to do whatever to make him happy.

Sota asked for a kiss.

But one kiss didn't mean anything right? It was just a kiss, and friends do it all the time... right? Sota said they do.

The ADA knew something was wrong the day Kenji walked into work with a frown. Kenji never frowned- Kenji was happy and sweet and... the boy was shifting in his seat, checking the time. He was going to meet up with Sota again today and to return the book he'd borrowed last week.

Dazai and Ranpo shot each other a glance- an unspoken conversation as they both got up and followed the teen out.

Something was wrong and they needed to figure out what.

So they followed him all the way to the library, watched him tuck the books from his work locker into a bag and stroll all the way there- happy enough but not as he could be.

A boy stood outside, waving to Kenji with a bright grin- unease settled between the two men as Kenji's friend wrapped an arm over his shoulders.

It was nothing surely... friends do that all the time. Dazai does it to his coworkers every day...

They gave it a few minutes before heading inside- spotting the librarian looking through the books Kenji would have just handed her. It was Ranpo's suggestion to ask her where the two boys went.

Happily she pointed to the back corner, said the older boy liked company but preferred how quiet it was back there. A pit grew in their stomachs, and they bolted.

Rounding the corner with speed Dazai barely noted how Ranpo had messaged the others telling them to hurry to the library- if both Dazai and Ranpo had the same gut feeling then the situation was bad.

And it was.

The older boy had Kenji perched in his lap, lips pressed to Kenji's and his hand- Dazai wasted no time pulling Kenji away.

Poor boy was just confused when Dazai gripped him tighter and watched as Sota paled.

Ranpo rounded the corner next- surprise, surprise somehow Atsushi and Yosano had appeared at the speed of light.

Next thing Kenji knew he was being dragged back to the office with Ranpo (and Kyoka who knows where she came from) who was handing him a lollypop.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"No Kenji of course not." Ranpo had replied, though halfheartedly as he searched his phone contacts for- ah there it was. "Minoura- come to the ADA office- hmm? Yeah, I am asking- no I haven't overtaken a case... Kenji?"

"Yes Ranpo?"

"What's the guy's name?"

"Sota Adachi... why?"

"Sota Adachi is being brought in for grooming a minor... considering I watched him get handsy with my fourteen-year-old co-worker yes I'm sure- and be warned Yosano and Dazai are angry."

"Everything will be okay Kenji." Kyoka held his hand firmly as they stepped into the office.

Kenji had never seen Fukuzawa so angry before- not at him of course but at Sota who was cowering away in the back corner of a cell- he had swelling around his eye and was cradling his jaw. Fukuzawa had shooed everyone out of the cell area and even with the door shut could they hear his yelling.

Kenji was worried, was what Sota did wrong? Was he not supposed to do things to make his friend feel better?

"Kenji?" Yosano crouched beside him. "Are you alright?"

"I think so." The boy said though he frowned. "Is Sota-"

"What he did to you was wrong and we are so sorry we didn't see it earlier."

"What did he do wrong? Don't friend's kiss all the time?" Yosano shook her head.

"Not like he did."

"Oh."

Kenji didn't pay much attention the rest of the day. He answered Minoura's questions and tucked himself close to Kyoka's side when she asked if she could hug him and stayed that way until the workday was over- he didn't want to go home.

It was Kunikida's idea to go out for a group dinner and Kenji would never say no to that even as he settled himself between Yosano and Kyoka- Dazai and Ranpo sitting either side of them. Hot Pot was certainly one way to make his day brighter!

#bsd angst #bungou stray dogs angst #kenji miyazawa angst

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aarcanechaoss · 7 days

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Anon♡

Ty soo much for much indulging my non-canon storyline😭🧡🧡

Can you write a next fic?

A Black Lizard one

Where they go out for a dinner at a bar as a celebration for a job well done :)

A nice bonding(can include unnaned bavkground characters who also make up the squad)

You can also put in how the rumors of higuchi having a child is passed aroubd in the mafia(and the Blavk Lizards are tinge protective over their hardworking commander so they shut it down when they heat it(cause thar's her personal life) )

Masterlist

Eyyo back at it again

Higuchi slumped into the booth, nose crinkling as the smell of strong alcohol wafted her way.

They'd successfully completed yet another mission- this time though Mori had deemed it fit they celebrate their efforts- not that she was complaining but she knew where she would rather be- at home with her sister and sweet baby girl.

"Higuchi!" Tachihara threw his arm across her shoulders, a giant grin on his face. "You did great today!"

"Thank you Tachihara." She smiled, patting him on the knee as he leant in closer.

"Not to spoil the mood." He said quietly. "But someone else in the squadron's seen you with Mai and started talking."

She froze, eyes roaming the bar like she'd immediately be able to spot the troublemaker.

"Who?"

Suddenly it felt like she could hear every jab and snicker at the mention of a little girl and their commander.

"Did you hear? Apparently Higuchi has a kid."

"Seriously? That why she tries to mooch off Akutagawa?"

"Looking for fucking child support I bet."

"Whore got herself pregnant young I heard."

"I've narrowed it down between Emi and that new British guy- Dan or something." He stated. "You're my friend Big Sis and I'd rather you knew it from me first."

"I appreciate it... my bets on Emi." She said with a snort, eyes locking on the pink haired woman. Higuchi may go overboard with her feelings for Akutagawa, but Emi was worse.

Vying for Higuchi's position underhandedly worse.

Hirotsu and Gin slid in across from them, eyeing the protective stance Tachihara had taken.

More whispers made their way around the room, and it was obvious to Higuchi that her team was trying to stop her from hearing them.

"Bet that's how she got to Command rank so fast- slept her way up."

That was the straw that broke the camel's back as black tendrils of power snapped across the room.

Akutagawa to the rescue... again.

"Shut your mouth." He growled out. "She is your superior- act like the underling you are."

"But Akutagawa sir..." Emi attempted a purr- which honestly sounded like nails on a chalkboard. "You have to admit it's a bit... strange."

"What Higuchi does outside of the Mafia is none of our concern." Was the man's reply, brushing the woman off.

"So, it's true then- well it seems like she's tryna get into your pants, probably so you'll pay for-"

A knife was against the pink haired woman's throat before she could finish her sentence.

"Another word and I slice your neck." Gin said, silver eyes filled with nothing but malice.

"Higuchi is the most hard-working person here- maybe you could learn a thing or two." Hirotsu hummed.

"Cease your chatter on your commander's personal life." Akutagawa glared, silver eyes just as terrifying as his sisters. "And for the record Higuchi is a commander for one reason alone- because she is better than you."

^^ The Black Lizard be like

#bsd #bsd fluff #bsd angst #bungou stray dogs

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aarcanechaoss · 7 days

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Hey do you do kenji requests?(a short hurt/comfirt ada fic) ?

If you can give me Info on what you’d like written sure I can give it a go

But yes I write for most BSD characters Higuchi is just super fun to write lol

#arcane requests #bsd #bsd angst

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aarcanechaoss · 8 days

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You guys need to stop giving me ideas I have uni assignments to do damnit (😊😊don’t stop I love anything Higuchi)

"Damn, I'm in luck. This is exactly how I take my coffee."

#this is adorable #Akuhigu #I promise I’ll write a fluffy Akuhigu soon

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aarcanechaoss · 9 days

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2. Car’s Outside

Masterlist | One | Three

Who knew something so tiny could change his whole world.

Warnings: implied unprotected sex, pregnancy | Higuzai

Notes: don’t ask - also sorry this is super long

“Higuchi what do I owe the pleasure?” Osamu Dazai was staring down at her like he had her all figured out.

He probably thought after two and a half months that she was back for another blissfull evening… she’d certainly rather that than what she was going to do.

Storming passed him she heard his signature chuckle, could feel the way his eyes grazed down her body.

The door shut with a click.

“Someone’s in a rush.” He smiled as she tugged back her hood so she could see his face better- so he could see her face better.

She’d been crying, sobbing over the news since her GP gave them to her so she knows how awful she looks let alone the violet beneath her eyes to prove how tired she was.

Dazai looked at her warily, waiting for her to say something, do anything as the cogs turned in his mind.

Did she want to leave the mafia?

Did she get hurt ?

The words caught in her throat. How hard was it to tell your enemy that you are pregnant and that it’s theirs… rhetorical question- extremely.

Instead she raised a piece of paper to him- she knew the words wouldn't come and so she'd been prepared.

~~*~~

Osamu Dazai had expected many things when Ichiyo handed him that note.

The PM needed him.

Akutagawa needed him.

She wanted another blissful night with him beneath his sheets and was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

Granted with how it looked like she had been crying...

His heart stopped beating for a moment as the words tumbled from the page and cemented themselves in his brain.

Pregnant.

Surely not. This was a joke- a bad one at that or she’d been black mailed and this was a cry for help.

He looked back up at her. Her eyes were too wide for it to not be real fear.

“It’s yours.”

Surely not.

“Are you sure?” … a kid? A kid made of his own DNA… it sounded like a recipe for disaster.

“You’re the only person I’ve been with in a year Dazai so unless my body stored sperm from a year and a half ago you are the father.”

Oh.

“I’m not happy about it either Dazai but you deserved to know.” Her arms wrapped around herself, like she was trying to make herself smaller. “It wouldn’t be fair to any of us if I kept that from you even if you don’t want to be a part of their life.”

His eyes dropped to her stomach, like he was trying to see through the thick hoodie and into her womb.

“You’re serious?”

“I have a scan next week- feel free to show or don’t. I know you have my number so just text me whether or not you are.” She spun on her heel, hands reaching for her hood again. To leave, to escape.

“When?”

“What?”

“I asked when. When is the appointment Higuchi?” It felt more like an order than a question once it left his lips.

“Friday at eleven thirty.” She looked at him with unease.

“I’ll be there.”

The look she shot him after told him all he needed to know. She didn’t believe him.

~~*~~*~~*~~

Fuck morning sickness.

“Go home for the week you might have a bug.”

Akutagawa had barely looked at her when he’d said that- and a distant part of her knew he’d never look her way again when he found out the truth. That she had slept with the one man he wanted recognition from more than anyone else and that she was facing the consequences of it.

Now here she was on Friday at eleven thirty sat in the small clinic scrolling on her phone as she waited for her name to be called.

Dazai wasn’t here.

It wasn’t like she expected anything else.

Fucking hell she was nervous, her heart racing at the idea of something growing inside her, that she was carrying a whole new life.

Whether Dazai was present or not she was keeping the baby- even if it meant she had to stay in the mafia longer.

“I’m here.” Her head whipped to the left, towards the door where a panting Dazai was stood. “Not too late I hope.”

She momentarily forgot she was in a clinic when he strolled towards her and sat down. She shook her head at him.

“I haven’t been called in yet.”

She looked him over, trying to decipher why he was late.

“Kunikida wouldn’t let me leave.” He sank into the chair. “Apparently family emergency was a terrible lie.”

She snorted, he could only smile.

“Higuchi, Ichiyo.” The doctor called.

And so shakily she stood and Dazai followed behind.

~~*~~*~~*~~

How weird was it to stare at an ultrasound image without moving for hours?

Probably pretty weird but Dazai would ignore that for now especially as he sat in his apartment doing that exact thing.

She was actually pregnant, and he was the father. He’d love to joke and say jury’s out on that, but he knew better, the baby was his.

Whose ability would they have? (What even was Higuchi’s ability?)

Would his ability cancel out any possible chance the baby would have one at all?

~~*~~*~~*~~

“Oh shut the fuck up.” Higuchi snapped at Akutagawa.

She snapped at.. her mind was reeling, fucking hormones and yet she was still barely showing. Passing the four month mark had been an entirely different entity to Akutagawa’s bitching and moaning for the day.

Dazai wouldn’t speak to me today. Weretiger had all his attention.

Yeah well she’s had more so fucking suck it.

She spun on her heel, regret clear on her face but she wasn’t quite in the mood to apologise- not when she was late to her lunch with said ex-mafioso.

The office fell quiet. Tachihara, Gin and Hirotsu’s heads snapping towards her while Akutagawa just froze.

Deciding to deal with it later she grabbed her bag and practically bolted out of the the room.

“How'd you manage to piss Higuchi off?” Tachihara asked- a much quieter answer, that she was too far away to hear now, followed.

“I don’t know.”

Dazai was happily sitting in the little cafe booth in the far corner.

“Sorry I’m late Akutagawa was monologuing.” She said, tugging off her long grey coat before she sat.

His eyes fell straight to the soft swell in her belly.

“I expected no less.” The brown eyed man laughed. “Ranpo tried to get me on the way out today.”

She winced.

“Oh no.”

“It was about snacks thankfully so we’re still in the clear.”

“That’s good. I'm still not ready for people to know...”

“Hmm yeah.” His eyes trailed back down towards her stomach now covered by the table. “Any news back on the sex yet?”

Her eyes flew wide for a second before she turned to her bag, shuffling through everything until she picked up an envelope.

“I haven’t opened it yet.”

“Aww waiting for me Belladonna?”

“Shut up.” He smiled at her- teasing asshole.

Quickly and delicately Higuchi opened the letter, eyes scanning the page before handing it over to him with a soft smile.

“Girl.” He grinned- he probably looked mad.

Somehow it just made all the sense in the world right now.

#bsd fluff #bungou stray dogs fluff #higuzai

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Part Two: Glass Balloon

Masterlist | Part One

There she was, still very much unconscious and breathing- alive, she was alive.

Warnings: Swearing

Notes: No her ability isn't Yamazakura in this fic

She was freezing.

The cold had seeped into her bones, into her very soul as she floated aimlessly in the water.

Numb.

She was starting to go numb.

Ichiyo didn’t want to die, didn’t want to leave her little sister to the harsh world… would Mori force her to take up Ichiyo’s debts in her stead? She hoped not- she’d kill him if he did… how she’d do so dead would be a different issue.

No, she wasn’t going to die.

Even as her lungs burnt and water rushed through- she needed to breathe, needed to.

Nothingness.

She was no longer cold, hot, or numb. Nothing, she felt nothing.

“Ichiyo.” Her eyes snapped open at her name.

“Who-”

“Ichiyo wake up.” Feminine, strong… she knew that voice. “Ichiyo I can’t hold on much longer.”

“What’s going on?” She croaked out.

“I’ve done what I can. I fed us.”

Fed… Her stomach lurched. She knew that voice. She spun finding a woman holding open a door… not just any woman, it was her.

Black hair, dark eyes, lithe frame… Natsuko or the original she supposed.

“Hurry back to them he needs help.”

“Natsu-” She stumbled forward. Ichiyo had blocked her out for so long, hadn’t wanted to deal with the power in her veins.

“I only took from those who deserved it.” She said, like she was reassuring Ichiyo that she’d used their ability for good… was an ability good if all it did was kill?

“Why are you here?”

“You didn’t want to die.”

“I thought you went away.” Her steps were shaky as she stepped closer to the door but Natsu just held a hand to her face.

“I never went away...” Natsu looked so sad. “I’ll go quiet again but I’ll always be here for us, for Kuniko… tell her I said hello.”

“Natsu..”

“When you need me I’ll be here.” She spun shoving Ichiyo through the door. “I’ll always keep us safe. I will always keep us from harm… even if it means I go quiet again, if it keeps you happy.”

She fell, back into darkness and away from that part of herself that she had shoved so far beneath her skin… Ichiyo was just a name- Natsu was the person, the one wh played with life and death like it was Child’s Play. It had started as self-preservation, to seem so broken she was useless and then Ichiyo just stuck and she started thinking of her ability as Natsu… she was Natsu- she wasn’t ready to be her again.

Cool air filled her lungs as she found herself stood in the middle of a warehouse, bodies strewn across the way. Her vision cleared, a black lock of hair instead of golden blonde then she finally focused and saw the one person she least expected.

Akutagawa was looking at her, through her. His eyes were wide and-

Cough.

She swayed forward, instincts urging her closer to the man she lo-admires…

“Akutagawa.” Her footsteps were light as she stepped around the bodies- she’d deal with her torn uniform and blood soaked shoes later.

“Hi-guchi.” She was by his side in a second, the weretiger staring at her like he’d just seen a ghost…

“I’m here.”

Ghost… she’d been dead, dying from those gunshots and the cold ocean water. She should still be there… Natsu- not Natsu she is Natsu- her ability brought her back, saved her at the cost of those dead men around her.

A thought- she’d only ever done this once before to a small animal when she was little.

Natsu had said he needs help… could she ease his pain, give him some more life?

She placed a cold pale hand to his cheek and hoped- desperately hoped the painful coughing would ease.

“Please work.” She whispered, something cool and soothing spreading through her hand. His hand bolted up, grabbing her wrist with eyes wide. “I wont hurt you.”

“Must be dying.” Akutagawa said softly. “If I’m seeing you.”

“You’re not dying.” She shook her head and turned to Atsushi. “Who’s on the other end?”

“Dazai and Edogawa.”

“Tell them to call Mori… I’m drained.” Her words slurred, her lack of energy was catching up to her and so her hand slipped from Akutagawa’s cheek- a cheek dusted with some colour as he took in a steady breath.

“Higuchi…” Atsushi surged forward, catching her before she could slump to the cement floor. “What’s wrong… how?”

“My ‘bility kept me sa’e.” She was getting tired. “Haven’t used it in years…”

She was out like a light in the detective’s arms.

~~*~~*~~*~~

Akutagawa had never felt so weak, collapsing to the ground as his lungs struggled for air. Of all people the weretiger had to be the one with him with Dazai on the other end of the line questioning the goings on- who knew what Edogawa was doing.

He must be dying he had thought when Higuchi knelt before him her hand cool and soothing on his cheek. He thinks he said it out loud too- that he must be dying.

She’d said otherwise but how else could he explain seeing the woman plaguing his mind since her death before him.

A deep breath- he’d taken a deep breath without issue… fucking magic- so he absolutely was on deaths door. He just hopes Gin doesn’t take it too hard.

The next time Akutagawa woke up the first thing he saw was the bright white of the ceiling… the medical wing was the only place with such an ungodly bright shade.

Not dead. That was good he supposed.

Groaning he shifted his head, his sister was sleeping curled against… the weretiger who was also asleep- he was in Hell got it.

Suddenly Gin was up, shocking Atsushi awake as well.

“Ryu.” Gin’s lip wobbled, her hand suddenly felt so small in his own- as small as it had been year and years ago.

“Gin.” He responded. “What happened?”

“Mori was in here early explaining what he thinks happened.” Atsushi answered and he actually looked worried. “Short answer though, your lungs gave out, you completely stopped breathing.”

“Why are you here?” Short sentences and questions wouldn’t hurt him would it?

“Because it scared the shit out of me. Thank fuck for Higuchi.”

Akutagawa’s eyes widened… he hadn’t been seeing things?

“Higuchi?”

“Yeah… she hasn’t woken up yet though so all we know is that she apparently had an ability the whole time.” Gin pouted and pointed across the room. Ability?

He tilted his head, silver eyes searching for the woman they all thought was dead.

There she was, still very much unconscious and breathing- alive, she was alive.

“But she…”

“I don’t know brother.” She squeezed his hand. “I really don’t know.”

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd angst #akuhigu #bungou stray dogs angst

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1. Car's Outside

Masterlist - Two | Three

One drunk mistake...

Warnings: Smut MDNI | Higuzai

Notes: I got baby fever and had a dream about this exact scenario so um here ya go.

One drunk mistake.

This was just one drunk mistake, and she could get over it... eventually.

Ichiyo Higuchi was currently locking lips with the enemy.

Specifically, said enemy was Osamu Dazai.

Only they weren't just kissing now, no. His hands had expertly tugged her hair free of its bun and were now making quick work of the zipper down her back- her dress clinging oddly as it fell loose.

"You're so beautiful Belladonna." He murmured against her neck. She nearly moaned at the praise alone. "Let me make you feel good."

So she did.

Her fingers tangled in his hair, his mouth practically attached to her cunt as he brought her third orgasm forward... and all with his tongue.

"Fuck." She cried out, free hand slamming over her mouth to muffle her loud moans.

She didn't need the ADA to know who Dazai was fucking, and it was embarrassing enough that she had caved to him at all.

In her defence it had been months since she last got laid- she tried desperately to wait for Akutagawa but sometimes the need was just too much...

"Say my name Ichiyo." Dazai snaked up her body, a satisfied smile on his slick soaked mouth. "Say my name and you can have my cock."

"Dazai." He shook his head, not the answer he wanted. "Oh-Osamu."

"Good girl."

Her eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head as he thrust into her. She was sensitive and needy and desperate for more. More release, more of him.

She'd regret this later. She'd mourn her dignity later... mourn any semblance of a relationship with Akutagawa if he ever found out about this later.

Her nails dug into his skin as his hips moved against hers. Bliss- it was fucking bliss to have Osamu Dazai worship her body like this. His lips peppering her skin in marks that she vaguely remembers telling him not to leave and her chest heaves as his lips meet hers. She could taste herself on his tongue- a tongue that had done so much work to make her cum three times. She'd never met a man so happy to bring her pleasure before... isn't that a shame.

One harsh thrust had her reeling, her nails absolutely drawing blood as his hand slipped between them, rubbing her clit like it was his life's mission.

How unfortunate the rumours were true, that his dick was so fucking good- that his mouth was amazing. Fuck Akutagawa was going to hate her- Nakahara was going to hate her.

"You can do it Ichiyo, one more after this I promise." He said against her mouth his hips moving faster and faster. Thank fuck for nullification was her final thought as pure pleasure took over no longer giving a single shit as she moaned out his name, as he rolled onto his back with his cock still inside her.

"Osamu." Her face was in his chest hands now flush against the ground below as his hands gripped her hips tight- no doubt in her mind would she have finger shaped bruises there later.

"Ichiyo. Good girl, so good f'me." His head fell back, eyes heavy as he watched through lowered lids. Her thighs were shaking as his hands guided her along his cock as his hips became flush with hers every time she sunk back down onto him.

Her body shook as her final orgasm crashed over her, Dazai's following suit. His chest heaved but he made no effort to push her away, made no effort to do anything but bask in their orgasms and trail a hand up and down her spine.

One drunk mistake alright.

~~*~~

Two and a half months later Ichiyo found herself frozen, staring through her GP's soul as she explained calmly why Ichiyo had been so sick recently... she was sick alright so sick she had miraculously begun creating another life form.

No not miraculously.

She thanked her doctor with a shaky breath and left the office, paying at reception and barely noticing the tears streaming down her face- in joy or fear she didn't know as she scribbled one lonely sentence on a scrap of paper... just in case her voice didn't work.

She needed to see Dazai.

He deserved to know.

One drunk mistake.

#bsd smut #bungou stray dogs smut #higuzai

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