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[high-on-dazai]

Hello! I saw the event you posted and thought why not request?

R u mine? by Arctic Monkeys, ranpo x gn! reader, lyric prompt: All I wanna ever say is, "Are you mine?"

Basically the fic could possibly be about ranpo and the reader's questionable relationship, like they claim to be just friends and nothing more even though their close ones can see how too affectionate they are with their actions and joking words. Ranpo eventually notices and asks the reader their genuine feelings. (you can change the plot if you want!)

───ˋARE YOU MINEˊ- RANPO EDOGAWA

🗝Prompt Lyrics : "all I wanna ever say is, Are you mine?"

🗝Song: Are you mine by Arctic Monkey

🗝Pairing: Ranpo Edogawa x gn! reader

🗝A/N: <3 thanking everyone who sent the req, I have drafted most of them, they will be uploaded later I promise !!!!.

The Yokohama streets were painted with the golden hues of sunset as Ranpo and you strolled side by side, laughter and jokes exchanging freely between you two. It was a routine, a daily occurrence that neither of you deemed special.

Just friends, that's what you insisted, and that's what Ranpo always claimed. But anyone with eyes could see the lingering glances, the gentle touches, and the unspoken words that hung in the air.

One evening, as the two of you found yourselves perched on the rooftop of the Armed Detective Agency building, gazing at the city lights.

Ranpo, seemingly engrossed in the cityscape, broke the silence with a playful grin. "You know, we're quite the pair, aren't we? The unbeatable detective duo!"

You chuckled, sighing aftef, "Yeah, the best of friends."

One day, Ranpo stopped mid-sentence, fixing you with a searching gaze. "You know," he began slowly, "I've been wondering... are we really just friends?"

You met his gaze, a subtle challenge in your eyes. "Of course, Ranpo. Nothing more, nothing less."

He smiled, but there was a hint of curiosity in his voice. "You really believe that, don't you?"

The question hung in the air, unspoken but demanding acknowledgment.

"Yeah I believe that, we are best friends right?"

Days turned into weeks, and the unspoken tension lingered. Your friends, including Dazai and Kunikida, couldn't help but notice the subtle shift in your pair. Kunikida couldn't help but sigh and give a look of disapproval while Dazai did nothing but poke you with questions once in a while.

One evening, as you and Ranpo found yourselves alone on the rooftop once again, he turned to you with a serious expression. "You know, I've been thinking…"

Ranpo continued, his tone more serious, "I can't ignore what's happening between us. The way we are, it's not just ordinary friendship, is it?"

You met his gaze, honesty reflected in your eyes. "No, Ranpo, it's not."

A wave of relief washed over him, and a tender smile played on his lips. "Then, what are we?" he asked, the question lingering in the cool evening breeze.

The answer hung between you, fragile yet significant. "More than friends," you admitted, "but maybe not less than lovers. Something undefined."

Ranpo grinned, a weight lifting from his shoulders. "I like that," he said, "Undefined, just like us."

You met his gaze, the weight of the question sinking in. There was a pause, a heartbeat that stretched into eternity, before a knowing smile tugged at the corners of Ranpo's lips.

"Maybe," You said, a slight hint of amusement in your tone. Despite the lightness of the topic you both talked on, you couldn't help but ask, "To say, if I accept this....ugh.....All I wanna ever say is, 'Are you mine?'"

"Maybe," he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief, "we're both each other's mysteries to solve."

Ranpo reaches out to hold your hand, bringing your palm over his cheeks, before asking, "But tell me Y/N, do you truly wish to be more then friends?"

The city lights below mirrored the twinkle in your eyes before you whispered, "If you wish, we both can be more then just friends"

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[high-on-dazai]

— YOU'RE SO DIVINE, YOU'RE IN YOUR PRIME

RECEIVERS。sugar daddy!nikolai gogol x fem!reader

WISHCARD。nikolai as your sugar daddy... with a little sweet twist! ♡

BOUQUET。n/sfw 18+, dark content, manipulation, age gap (nikolai's in 30s, reader's in 20s), power imbalance, choking

PRICE。approx. 2.2k

FREEGIFT。you (ari abdul), bathroom (montell fish)

ﾟ･✿ヾ meeting Nikolai is an unexpected event. he looks youthful, despite being in his thirties. his luxuries are subtle—he never mentions his job but you know it pays him well when you notice the brand of his shirt, his leather jacket, his sunglasses, his watch, his shoes, his pants. his fashion is classic yet he looks rich. as someone in their twenties, you surely would be interested with such possessions.

“Another?” Nikolai asks. His voice is sultry as he offers to buy you more and more drinks for the night. He doesn't even mind telling the bartender to add your glasses to his tab and he even encourages you to try the most expensive drink.

“Uhm...” you are a bit unsure. It would feel like you're digging the fuck out of his money, especially when this is the very first night you met this man. Nikolai however laughs, holding your hand to reassure you that his pocket won't drain just because of a couple more glasses.

Your heart beats fast when you feel the cold of his rings. You should have pulled away—it's dangerous. But instead, your fingers are twitching to trace every vein threading his hand.

ﾟ･✿ヾ he is a big tease. he knows the cues in your body language—your interest and eagerness to know him better, to be closer, to cross the border of just being acquaintances. but Nikolai wants more than just normality. he loves challenges and having fun. and certainly, he loves having his fun with an adorable freak.

You feel reluctant to leave the club without even getting any contact with the man you have been chatting with for hours, sharing subtle yet desiring touches. Your fingers still feel the coldness of his skin and you can still fantasise his hand on your thigh, lightly squeezing and caressing you.

Telling your friends to wait, you rush back inside, avoiding crowds and uninviting touches. The seats at the bar where you two were sitting are empty. You look around, trying to seek Nikolai again, hoping he is still around for a small talk. But your effort is futile. The night is still wild with neons and music.

As you just want to leave, mourning your lost chance, a strong arm slithers around your waist. A familiar chuckle shatters beside your ear and you can smell a burning cigarette. You turn, seeing the older man you yearn for the whole night smirking down at you.

He takes his cigarette off his lips before resting it between yours. You take a little drag of it and as you pull it away, letting the smoke leave your lips, Nikolai disappears once again. You turn, seeing no sight of him. In confusion, you look at the cigarette. On its white, there's a number.

ﾟ･✿ヾ contacting him is your everyday routine. it starts with innocent messages and calls—“how are you?” “have you eaten today?” “how does my outfit look?”—and it evolves to suggestive ones. him asking to see your nightwear, you sharing screenshots of the bags and dresses you wish to possess, him asking for nudes and you sharing shots in skimpy lingerie.

“This looks pretty, don't you think?” you ask him through the video call. You are out to buy some fast fashion items to go to a party this weekend. Unfortunately, Nikolai couldn't accompany you.

“The black one?” Nikolai asks, occasionally glancing to the other side as his hand is jotting something on a paper with a red pen. Despite how busy he seems, he does pay attention to your shopping matters. “How much is it?”

“Oh, it's...” you look at the black purse that you have been eyeing for the past ten minutes. You look at the price tag and you round up the cents. “It's like seventy-five dollars.”

Your phone pings and a notification appears at the top of the screen—Nikolai transferred $500!

ﾟ･✿ヾ you and Nikolai never declare your relationship. it just happens very naturally. he knows what you want and you are content with his attention. when you hear the stories your friends have with their sugar daddies, you wonder why Nikolai still does not ask for more than nudes and sexy photos from you. every time on a date, he just wants you to look pretty for him.

You're spending the night in his apartment, trying various silky dresses to match his suit for a socialite gathering he said he should attend tomorrow. You play dress-up in front of his mirror as he sits at the edge of the bed, legs spread, watching you contently.

“I like this one, what do you think?” you turn to him, posing to show him the garment. Nikolai just hums approvingly, smirking at the sight of your bare back in his view. He twirls his finger, gesturing to you to make a twirl for him. So you do, twirling like a princess in a garden.

“Hm, pretty. You look absolutely gorgeous. Why don't you try another? They're all gonna be yours anyway.” Nikolai says, pushing slightly another three dresses you have yet to try. Your eyes sparkle, looking at the beautiful expensive dresses that will be yours regardless.

But being aware of the nature of your relationship with him, you approach him shyly, sitting on his lap casually. The man only smiles, wrapping his arm around your waist. His palm rests on your bum, pulling you closer to his crotch.

“How should I please you, sir?” you whisper sensually right by his ear, kissing his neck so lightly that he only hums. Your maroon nails knead his hair, careful to not tug his braid. Your lips travel from his neck to his jaw before you kiss his lips shortly, only making Nikolai smile slyly.

“Just look pretty, baby,” he smirks. “You just need to look pretty for me. Come on, up and go dress another one, princess.”

ﾟ･✿ヾ going to a gathering as his partner feels like a reward. he does not treat you like an escort. when he notices you lightly shiver from the cold, he offers his coat. when he sees you are slightly adjusting your footing, he knows you need to sit and he sits with you. instead of carrying your own purse, Nikolai would gladly hold it for you. and when you are too bored while he is stuck in a conversation, he will excuse you two and bring you around to tell you stuff that might interest you. and most importantly, after all of that, he just gives you his card, giving you full access to buy whatever you want as your reward for today. he treats you as he would if you were his lover.

You may have overestimated how the rich eat. Small portions, big prices. You do not really want to look like you have never been into this kind of setting, but the meals are not satisfying for you at all. Not to mention, after walking around accompanying Nikolai, your feet feel sore.

“You okay?” Nikolai asks softly. He sits beside you, refusing to sit across. He says it feels nicer to have you closer to him. You only nod slowly but Nikolai is very observant when it comes to you. He calls the waiter, ordering a dessert. You turn to him, only for him to grin. “Desserts can make people happy.”

You chuckle a bit at his comment. As you eat the dessert, Nikolai only treats you the sweetest. Playing with your cheek, your dress and even caressing your thigh. He seems to have a hard time saying sweet nothings to you—“You're so beautiful tonight,” “You behave so well for me today,” “I'd treat you the world, baby,” “Never ever leave me, darling,”—It almost makes you forget the real relationship you two have.

ﾟ･✿ヾ maybe it's just one of his tactics to drive you to desperation but you certainly feel quite guilty for not doing the usual sugar-baby things to him back. he always spends and spends more for you. you purposely dress sexily beneath your sweater for him, you give him suggestive photos when he doesn't even ask, and you offer to pleasure him after he treated you hundreds worth of luxuries. when he finally allows you to ride him dumb, you feel too accomplished in life.

“Stupid face,” Nikolai chuckles as he seizes your jaw. Your hips are grinding hard on his cock, buried deeply in your tight cunt. You moan highly when he thrusts up suddenly, pushing his cock deeper.

Your hands clench the fabric of his tight-fitted turtleneck. He only lets his cock out and you do all the work. It arouses both you and him, seeing your reflection of you being half-naked while he's fully clothed. In your cleavage, there is a crumple of cash notes.

“Fuck...! Oh, gosh, you feel s'good..!” you whine when Nikolai pushes you to lie on your back on the bed as he thrusts into you, hard and fast. Your throat can barely hold the whimpers, filling his room with your sinful voice and his deep moans.

“Ha— your face is just so fucking pretty, malyshka. Should've fucked you back in the club, huh?” Nikolai snickers, seeing your face. Your tits are jiggling in your bra, spilling out the cash from its confine. His large hand travels to your pussy, rubbing your sensitive clit, making your legs tense up and wrap around his waist. Eyes shut, hands gripping his broad shoulders, your insides clench his girth and Nikolai curses out breathily, laughing softly at the warmth of your cunt.

As his other hand roam around your naked body that is scattered with the cash notes, you feel cold metal poking your skin. Up, up, up, it trails to enter your lips. Slightly gagging, your eyes slowly open, only to be met with a gun in your mouth.

ﾟ･✿ヾ it is getting weirder with your sugar daddy. not only he asks for your cunt whenever he's bored now, but he also makes you do bidding for him, such as delivering a package. you are about to protest cutely, hoping your doe eyes and pouty lips can melt his heart. of course, after he shoves his cock into your throat and transfers you another hundred of money, you have to do what he says. he is your daddy after all.

You are lying on the couch of his house, with nothing but panties and his shirt on, your eyes are focused on the television that is showing the news. Hands frozen, eyes widened, lips parted. You feel awfully familiar with this particular news.

News about a bombed car. The victim's identity is revealed to the screen. And you knew well who it was. It was the man you met this afternoon to give a package from Nikolai.

Your heart is beating fast. There's no way the package is the cause of the explosion, right?

You swallow hard, feeling nervous and uneasy. As you try to calm your heart, a hand wraps itself around your throat, slightly tightening its grip. You choke slightly and suddenly your head is pulled back, causing you to see Nikolai who has been standing behind you. He is smiling, very very very mysteriously. His hand is hard around your throat that you feel it's getting harder to breathe. Your lips are parted as you let out a broken whimper of being choked.

A few hundred notes are inserted into your drooling mouth before the grip around your neck loosens, allowing you to suck oxygen back into your lungs. Nikolai laughs, almost sounds sadistic, as he leaves you on the couch, struggling to breathe with money in your mouth.

ﾟ･✿ヾ you may never know who or what Nikolai actually is, and perhaps it's better for you that way. though, escape is no more of an option.

You have made yourself promise him to look sexy in his bed tonight. With white lingerie and stockings, you splay yourself on his bed, playing with the new phone he just bought for you the other day. When you hear the front door being opened, you immediately get up, grabbing his dress shirt to drape over your body.

“Welcome back—”

Your words are stuck in your throat as you see Nikolai's shirt smeared with blood and his hands are stained crimson, your lips are shut close as you step back. Nikolai blinks, seeming to be surprised you are here. He looks to the wall where he has hung his calendar.

“Oh, dearly. It seems I have forgotten.” he gasps. “What a blunder! Apologies, baby. You must have been shocked, aren't you? Woah, me oh my! A terrible, terrible mistake! Now, how should I, a great clown, fool this situation out?” he giggles. His elegance is gone, only replaced by an eccentricity. With his stained hand, he turns the lock on the door.

“What—”

You have no time to react when Nikolai quickly gets to you, gripping your arm. His eyes are gleaming with a different kind of excitement. He slips his hand into his pocket before he takes out a few crumpled notes. He then slips the notes into your bra—“Hush money,” he says.

“No—” you try to take out the cash but Nikolai grabs your other wrist before he pulls you into his room. His sinister giggle echoes, sending shivers down your spine.

“I've already got you where I want. Now, shut your pretty mouth, alright? I got this.”

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[high-on-dazai]

Hello, I love the aesthetics of your website and love your writing style. Could I Putin a request under song November prompts.

“Cabo by Ricky Montgomery for Ranpo Edogawa."

Prompt: I think I found a place for us It's down by Garden after dark It's in my arms, it's in my arms

Thank you in advance!

───ˋCABOˊ - RANPO EDOGAWA

🗝Prompt Lyrics : "I think I found a place for us It's down by Garden after dark It's in my arms, it's in my arms"

🗝Song: Cabo by Ricky Montgomery

🗝Pairing: Ranpo Edogawa x reader

🗝A/N: Tyy @astralis01!!! your comment is appreciated<33 | Am so excited for this event cause y'all have win minds and music taste

You couldn't help but giggle as you tickled him, the sound of your laughter echoing through the room and filling the air. However, Ranpo swiftly retaliated, tickling you back with enthusiasm.

"S-Sto-oP," you managed to say while you hold your laughter, but Ranpo didn't react. In an unconscious response, you kicked him on the chin, causing him to cry out in surprise and rub his jaw. Despite his minor discomfort, you triumphantly declared, "I win," your laughter bubbling over.

"Ranpooo," you whined playfully, attempting to hold his arm, but he pushed you away, ingnoring you, "Stop acting like a childd."

"No," Ranpo retorted defiantly, before dramatically flopping onto the pillow, refusing to look at you.

"Okay, okay, sorry," you said, trying to stifle your laughter as you fell beside him. Your hands reached out to hold his arms, but he pushed them away again, maintaining his sulky posture.

"You know," you spoke, as Ranpo lifted his head slightly, only for you to seize the opportunity and attempt to flip him over. However, your attempt failed, and he remained in his position.

"I think I found a place for us " you continued, as you poke his sides, him retreating on your touch, " It's down by garden after dark ".

"It's in my arms," you continued, opening your arms wide, a teasing glint in your eyes. Ranpo gives you a look of amusement before he lifted himself up and flopped down on the bed beside you.

Ranpo went straight to hug you tight, his head buried in your chest as you give out a little laugh, " it's in my arms" With nothing, you snuggled your boyfriend before he whispered "I never lose" and suddenly, he launched another tickle attack, laughter filled the room once more as you playfully wrestled, revelling in the joy of each other's company.

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[high-on-dazai]

Hello there :3

I saw your song fic event and I was quite interested, would you mind doing a Fyodor x GN reader with Bernadette by IAMX? It would be appreciated but no rush!

───ˋBERNADETTE ˊ- FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY

🗝Prompt Lyrics : "We are alone, nowhere to run, You are my liberty I celebrate the day That you changed my history Oh, life and death Will always lead you into love and regret But you have answers And I have the key"

🗝Song: Bernadette by IAMX

🗝Pairing: Fyodor Dostoevsky x GN! reader

🗝A/N: I tried to fit the lyrics to the fic cause man, bernadette has some really deep meaning lyrics.

As you gazed out the window, you whispered softly, "We are alone," prompting a quiet hum of agreement from Fyodor. Your attention turned to a single raindrop slowly meandering down the glass pane, eventually merging with others at the bottom, and you murmured, "nowhere to run," to yourself.

The warm atmosphere of the room made you come closer to each other, as the cold weather outside made you shiver in cold hypothetically.

Observing your slight shiver, Fyodor swiftly pulled the covers over both of you, his arms enveloping your shoulders while your head nestled on his chest.

A comfortable silence filled the room, and you found yourself gazing at your boyfriend, who held yet another book. His eyes momentarily left the pages to meet yours, prompting a small smile.

"You are my liberty, " Fyodor suddenly whispers, before keeping the book to the side table, him now lowering his body to lie down on the bed, as you mirrored his actions "I celebrate the day that you changed my history"

"Oh, life and death Will always lead you into love and regret" Fyodor continued, his eyes growing heavy as sleep approached, before his hands found a way to wrap around your body, both of you now cuddling while lying down, "But you have answers, and I have the key"

His eyes finally closed, and you watched him with affection as he drifted into slumber after a long day, a gentle smile covering your lips as you pull the covers and gently place it over your bodies, "I love you too darling" you whispered, kissing his forehead as you switch off the nightlight letting the silent and dark room consume your environment and you comfortably in your lover's arm 

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[high-on-dazai]

Good day! How are you doing? I'm back with a small request. A reader keeps three kitties at home, but no one knows about it. What would happen if Chuya or Fedor stopped by to visit for the first time and three different big fluffy cats met them on the doorstep? Thank you for your artwork. They really are so awesome.

I hope I've made the right request. Have a great day!

“Guess I'll Just Stumble on Home to my Cats !! ♡” - Chuuya Nakahara x Gn!Reader ੈ✩‧₊˚

Warnings; i like describing really enormous cats, which is made obvious, some swearing, it's pretty silly

Description; Chuuya interacting with cats.

A/n; Bro I love cats sm I was so excited to do this request my bsf and I have matching cats theyre both orange and named garfield, but I'm gonna do a second part with fyodor! I just wrote a whole lot for Chuuya so I thought I'd separate it : ] OH ALSO TYSM FOR THE COMPLIMEBTS FJEJSJDJ ❤️❤️💖💖

• Chuuya is definitely more of a dog person, but that doesn't mean you'll never find him lying on your couch, hat over his face and a cat or two (or three) loafed on his chest.

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You decided to invite Chuuya over for dinner in celebration of receiving a promotion at your job. You liked being able to share such an exciting moment with the people you loved, and Chuuya was absolutely one of them.

Chuuya had yet to venture to your house, not because he didn't want to, but because it was really hard to find time for anything recently. He had been very busy with work, and the distance from your place to his work or his house was rather inconveniencing. But, he wanted to join you for dinner, so that was just what he was gonna do.

So, there he stood, a small flower bouquet in hand and dressed in his usual classy clothing. He almost hesitated to ring the doorbell, but he pushed his pointless worries aside. There was nothing to be nervous about, after all. It was dinner with his lover, how scary could it be?

"It's unlocked!" You shout from the kitchen, cleaning everything up and plating the food. He twists the door nob and pushes it open, walking in before tripping. He caught himself, but he looked down, wondering what you could have possibly left on the floor right next to the door. Instead of finding a shoe or clothing item, he saw a fluffy black mass peeking up at him through it's furry coat. It meowed at him, skittering away into the kitchen. He was very confused as to where you had gotten a cat, you've never told him about this! He chalked it up to cat sitting before following in the cats footsteps and heading into the kitchen. He found you shooing the cat away very politely, waving it off towards to other room; and much to his surprise, it obeyed.

Chuuya had not once seen a cat so obedient, he always thought of cats as careless and independent animals, but apparently they listened just as well as dogs if trained right. Your eyes lit up when they landed on your boyfriend, then on the flowers, making your heart melt. "Aw, Chuuya! You're too sweet to me, you didn't have to bring me flowers!" You say, approaching him, he sighs and puts an arm around you, pulling you into a hug. "I know, but it's the least I could do for you, I mean you're making me dinner." He says, kissing your forehead and handing you the flowers.

"Still though. Thank you, Chuuya." You say excitedly, walking towards the cabinets and grabbing a vase, filling it up about a fourth of the way with water. "Yeah, it's no problem, doll. Hey, uhm, you never told me you had a cat around." He says with a slight laugh. You turned to him, furrowing your eyebrows before a lood of realization came over your face. "Oh! I'm sorry, yeah, I have three cats." You gave him a grin, which widened when you saw his surprised face.

"Do you not like cats? I'm sorry, I should have told you." You say, straightening out your shirt. "No! No, it's alright, darlin', it just caught me by surprise, you know? I'm more of a dog guy..." He murmurs, hugging you and looking over your shoulder at the food. "That looks really good though." He compliments, gently cupping your cheek. You thank him and guide him aside with your hand on his waist in order to bring the vase to the dining room table. He jumps upon feeling something furry rub up against his pant leg, looking down to see an entirely different cat. He stares at the furry animal before hesitantly squatting down to pet it.

Running his fingers across the felines head, he smiled a bit, scratching it behind the ears before standing up to wash his hands. The cat, however, did not take no more for an answer. It butted it's head against Chuuyas calf, purring as it did so. Chuuya rolled his eyes and looked at it again, resisting the urge to pet it and have to wash his hands all over again. You return to the kitchen to grab the plates, setting them at the dinner table with a smile. Chuuya follows you out, the cat following him, like a train. Chuuya sits across from your seat and watches you situate yourself, a sort of love struck expression on his face. You notice and blush, a small and breathy laugh escaping your lips.

Chuuya is snapped from his adoring gaze by what feels like a trillion pounds of bricks being dropped into his lap, causing him to let out a loud "oomph." You look at him with confusion and concern and Chuuya looks down at his lap, seeing a massive and utterly colossal, prodigious, party-sized ass cat loafing in his lap. How it even jumped up onto him was entirely out of his scope of knowledge. You peered under the table and saw your largest cat on your boyfriends lap, making you frown.

"I'm sorry about him, he's on a weight loss journey, I promise." You apologetically say, getting up to remove the stupendously sized cat from Chuuyas thighs, gently plopping him down on the floor. He nods in response, putting his hands up defensively. "It's not a big deal, I promise. He looks like he's got the spirit to get to that goal." He says, remote enthusiasm in his voice. You nod with a smile. "He definitely does. I think you'll get along with all three of them well, I think they already really like you, especially (cat #3's name)." He smiles a bit and nods, taking a bite of his food, humming in satisfaction. "You're such a great chef, doll. Did you have the cats pick fresh herbs and spices or somethin'?" He playfully says, making you scoff.

"I wish those cats could help out. They're wonderful for moral support and occasional obstacles, though." You sarcastically reply. He smiles. "Do they actually knock stuff off of tables? I've heard a lot of cats like to do things like that, or sitting on keyboards?" You nod, taking another bite of your food. "Yeah, they've done it a couple times, they knocked pepper all over the place once and when they hopped down on the floor none of them could stop sneezing. I felt so bad for them." You say, reminiscing on all the times your animals inconvenienced both you and themselves with their antics.

Chuuya laughs a little, resting his head against his knuckles. "What poor little things they are, huh?" He laughs, looking at the three cats that were now sprawled out on the couch. You nod. "Maybe they just need another parental figure." You say, glancing at him out of the corner of your eye. He looks over at you, his cheeks slightly red and his lips parted. "What, do you want me to be their second/father?" You nod with a grin. "If you'll accept the offer." You smile, sipping on some water.

Chuuya smirks, leaning back in his chair and adjusting the sleeves of his shirt. "Obviously I'm going to, I would never deny you." He says, his pearly white teeth flashing as he speaks. Everything about him really was perfect to you, especially his willingness to be included in your little cat family. "Great, hopefully they'll learn to be a gentleman just like you." You say, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek and leaning into him.

A/n; dawg I'm posting this from a movie theater this movie is kinda boring and I gotta be here for 2 ½ more hours send help. Also if I flop again I'm crying tbh (Edit) WALKED OUT THAT BITCH LAST NIGHT W OLD ERAS TOUR MOVIE MERCH BECAUSE I WASNT ABLE TO GO SEE IT ORIGINALLY AND GET IT SO ALL IS WELL

[high-on-dazai]

Hi!! I don't know if you'll do it but I'll write Chuuya x fem reader where the reader pulls chuuya in for a quick kiss and chuuya just keeps going? I would like to write in a form similar to the scenarios but if you don't write you can write anything but so that there are no headcanons I would like to imagine reading this, I would like a clean fluff without nsfw<3 Go ahead and ignore it! Take care<3

Kisses -Chuuya Nakahara

Oneshot: Where reader pulls chuuya in for a quick kiss and chuuya just keeps going Genre: Fluff A/N: OML SUCH A GOOD IDEA LOVED IT!! →Masterlist

You and Chuuya were walking together returning back from a mission, the bustling city around you disappearing into the background as you two strolled side by side. The sun was setting, casting a warm golden glow over the surroundings. Chuuya was talking about the latest mission, his eyes alight with passion as he did little hand movements, trying to recreate the fight style. As he spoke, you couldn’t help but admire him. Chuuya looked so sun kissed, as you urged to hold his hands and kiss him.

You listened intently, captivated by the way his eyes lit up when he spoke about his work. His red fedora in your hands, and his scarf, artfully draped over you.

As he continued talking, you couldn't help but be distracted by how close he was walking to you. His hands occasionally brushing against yours, sending a jolt of warmth through your body. It was then that an idea sparked in your mind, a mischievous impulse that you couldn't resist.

Without warning, you held Chuuya's hand, leaned in closer, your other hand reaching up to gently cup his cheek. Chuuya's words faltered, and he blinked in surprise as your lips met his in a soft, fleeting kiss. It was a chaste peck, a mere brush of your lips against his, but it sent a shockwave through both of you.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still as you pulled back, a sly smile playing on your lips. Chuuya stared at you, his eyes wide, and then, to your surprise, he chuckled.

"Well, well, what's gotten into you, Y/N?" he said, his voice low and teasing. "Bored of the conversation, are you?"

You shrugged, feigning innocence. "Who, me? Just thought I'd keep the conversation interesting."

Chuuya's grin widened, and he leaned in closer, his arms, now around your waist, his lips dangerously close to yours. "Interesting, huh?" he spoke, "I can play that game too."

Before you could react, his lips crashed against yours with a hunger that took your breath away. The kiss was passionate and demanding, igniting a fire within you that you hadn't expected. Chuuya's hand slid to the back of your neck, pulling you closer, as if he couldn't get enough of your taste.

The world around you faded away, leaving only the two of you lost in the heat of the moment. It was a kiss that spoke warmth yet passion, a kiss that left no room for doubt about the depth of your connection.

When you finally broke apart, both of you were breathless and flushed. Chuuya leaned back in his seat, a smug grin on his face.

"See, Y/N," he said, his eyes glinting with mischief. "I told you I could play that game."

You couldn't help but laugh, feeling a warmth spread through your chest, "You definitely can, Chuuya." you said before Chuuya gave a short kiss on your cheek, "You are irresistible"

"And so are you," And with that you give a peek on his lips, before running towards the entrance of the pm building, "I LOVE YOU".

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[high-on-dazai]

IRL MEETS WITH DAZAI, SIGMA AND FYODOR

Headcanon: How I imagine you and the boys meeting after being online friends Genre: Crack A/N: Still questioning why i tried writing this... Warning? Bad grammer and 0 proofread →Masterlist

Dazai:

You both pretty much met on twitter when you were concerning who was behind the chuuya hate acc 🤩 I mean who can hate chuuya?

you probably were a new member in the mafia for not knowing about THE Dazai oSaMU

or you were a member of Detective agency dense enough to know that they both were infact enemies and not enemies soon to be lovers 🤩🤩😔🏳️‍🌈

OR You were a freelancer fresh college passout student who was wasting their time online getting blocked by 12 year old kids 🤩😋that was until you accidentally befriend him

successfully had 6th month friendaversy. 🤩🤩

when you both exchanged your place of residence you were shocked to know there are actually useless people in Japan apart from you

OR You were just concerned to know that he used to stay up late at night to talk to you while you message him in between work hours. 🤩🤩Dazai is such a romantic mood NGL

AHHHH Its the day of THE friends meeting.

You lowkey regret befriending him.

He probably sends you discord kitten memes and his hand pics for no reason. [BUT CSN WE TALK ABOUT HIS HANDS-!!?]

Mf once tried to video call you when you specifically told him NOT to.

He was blocked for a whole week before someone named 'iaminlovewithdeathtoes' spammed you.

🤡honestly you realised you both never shared your name, so pretty much to arrived at the meetup place, thinking of ways how to say 'chuuyahater6fttall' and knowing him, he prob would have you come over the agency cause bitch is lazy asf.

Dingdong you arrive at Yokohama or pretty much at the agency 🤩🤗except you were shitting in your pants cause what the actual fuck. So the person you talked with, who encouraged all kind of illegal stuff and told you to shoplift and send a pic was actually a detective??? Nah dawg you wished he was a lowkey an accountant cause which detective will have so much time to be online and chat?

boi you were wrong. And to have cherry on the top, you bumped into a brown coat bearing man who looked like he was high on nuts. But damn he looked hot

did you say "sir please scream me without the s 🥺" to yourself? Did he hear it? probably

🤩boom your headphones got disconnected for a moment and the whole agency went silent as the lyrics of "good lookin" started to play.

The man infront of you laughs before kidnapping you and dragging you out of the agency, a queue of screams and shouts for the man to comeback and you desperately trying to switch off your phone. (🤩🤗The lyrics were blasting through the area)

honestly you didn't mind as long as he turns out to be those Wattpad overprotective mafia bosses 🤩🤩🤗🌟 so you can have ur Y/N moment

'Help I am getting kidnapped by brown coat man and am left all alone' you typed, as the three dots indicated that chuuyahater typing before he replied, 'I am the man'

The way you audibly screeched as your turn back and your hand automatically made a way to his face to give him a slap. (🤩You heard laughing in the background, it was chuuya fyi)

"Aww belladonna, I thought you loved me" "THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU KIDNAP ME AND MAKE ME STAND ON TOP OF A HIGHASS BUILDING" "But you agreed to do it once we meet!"

Oh he was serious when he said that 🤡

You ran away as fast as you can away from him, as you typed

'you are a bitch you know that?' 'And you are really beautiful you know that?'

😍🤩 you were greatful to get away from him, except he was knocking at you door (hotel door if u came from other part of the world) at 3am playing THAT part of the song "redbone by childish gambino" (iykwim) outside your door

Sigma

you both honestly never befriended.

You accidentally messaged him asking him to deliver you a pizza

🤩and when he replied with 'wrong number' you lost your shit. 'The fuck you mean wrong number you son of a-' 'Dont have one?'

Sigma maybe anxious in real life but online? Pretty sure he is a full on sassy sarcastic not so sweet Sigma (respectfully)

You both might have had a very professional verbal conversation over phone that day.

He and you might have bonded yet again when you, my dear reader accidentally send him a meme you were suppose to send someone else (guess who) and Sigma lost his shit.

Why was na unknown number, with memory of a snail sending him 20 pictures of a fisheye doll at 3am in the morning?

'Are you okay-?' He probably asked, 'Do I look sane?' you probably answered.

😭 but lowkey thinks that you both exchanged your insta Ids or smthg.

😡😡He didn't even acknowledge your following and never followed you back. 😔 rip your follower count

You spam him with reels and he? REPLIES TO ALL OF THEM LIKE GOOD BLESS THIS MAN TO RUN A WHOLEASS CASINO AND STILL HAVE TIME TO WATCH YOUR REELS

You would rant to him and he will listen 100%

Pretty sure you never tired to meet up. It was your ass being dragged by one of your friends to accompany them to a flying casino and get bankrupt.

Prob msged him saying how edible the manager of the place you went looked😭😭 (you didn't tell him u went to a casino so)

He replies with 'go get your man and stop telling me details about his hands'

And so you did, pretty much used your luck and became the star of Casino😡😡

Society validation? Nah 👎 but Casino manager acknowledge? Yah 👍

Now the thing is, Sigma probably got really indulged on how you managed to beat records that he spent time doing a background check rather then opening his phone and seeing your 99+ texts.

You on the other hand? Went wild. Your online friend wasn't responding!!!?? 😡😡 and you were telling him the tea how the manager put his hand on your shoulder acknowledging you.

Little did you know, you were so blinded texting 'the casino manager' You failed to realise you bumped into him.

phone drop, heart stop screen crack, gave you a heart attack.

worst part? The 'Manager' picked up your phone, looking down at the chat only to see his pfp and his contact named "Pizzah Guz" and your half written text of 'Where are you, I miss talking to| '

You were whereas unsure whether to feel embarrass or cry. You see his face only to realise the amount of shock you gave to the manager.

😭😭Pretty sure it took some time for him to cool down.

BUT I THINK he totally appears in front of your room, with a pizza guy costume and a box full of pizza, messaging you 'Open your door'

You were a little freaked out by his message. I mean Imagine texting a random guy and the only thing you know about him is that he is not a pizza guy and he tells you to open your door?

You open your door to see the manager in a pizza delivery guy uniform, a pizza in his hands while he holds his phone together, before he hands it over to you, before your phone notification tings, your online friend sends an image capturing 'Pizza delivery'

You fainted on the spot of pure embarrassment and realisation when you realise you were texting the manager while simping on him and describing details.

Or you just take the pizza and close the door, switch off and throw your phone on the bed and eat the pizza while the realisation hits.

Fyodor:

You both probably met on discord while bullying middle schools for their pfp choices 😭

10/10 had bombing conversation 👁️👄👁️ that is until you realise he was serious about it.

You be joking about how you will learn hacking to hack him and that moment all your dms get 'Join the rat cult' Picture.

😭😭please idts you met physically…like the possibility of fyodor arriving at your doorstep while you are half asleep eating a pizza and watching TV is insane.

Imagine you peep through the peephole and see fisheye fyodor 🤩🤩 10/10 scared

Online friend? Nah man he is your offline terrorist. That was until his wholeass body blewup and the only thing that was left was his arm from which he used to type to your responses from.

10/10 Power of Love and friendship

I feel like whenever you both VC, your silly self will try to use the soundboard and he probably vibe to it.

You both accidently made a cult.

Fyodor NGL prob just stalked you out of boredom.

Nikolai probably be backreading your chats and the next day you have a new coworker named "Fyolaya"

Honestly there is a possibility that fyodor has zero interest in meetup and then bam Nikolai scopes you in the middle of your work and drop you on fyodor's lap🤩

Imagine the tension when you, a average worker in the society lands on the lap of one of THE Doa members

Y/N x hot mafia boss who kidnaps Y/N accidentally cause Y/N met his man au? Terrorist edition?

You living a Wattpad life? Possibilly

A/N: Look i am sane

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[high-on-dazai]

My unhappiness was the unhappiness of a person who could not say no. I had been intimidated by the fear that if I declined something offered me, a yawning crevice would open between the other person’s heart and myself which could never be mended through all eternity.

Dazai Osamu, No Longer Human

[high-on-dazai]

Bad people are to be found everywhere, but even among the worst there may be something good.

Fyodor Dostoevsky, The House of the Dead

[high-on-dazai]

General Headcanons with DOA Boys

Headcanon: General headcanons of stuff I think they will do Pairing: Fyodor x reader, Nikolai x reader and Sigma x reader Genre: Fluff, lowkey crack A/N: Thank you dc person for that one fyodor headcanon. →Masterlist

Nikolai

He probably likes to eat mud for fun and force everyone to eat it

You both secretly sneekout of the hideout and visit beaches at night, having deep conversation which would end up with him filling your shorts with sand

he likes to place insects and rats in your closet stating it is a harmless prank. Not even Sigma is excused from his pranks

Nikolai irrespective of being a prankster would gift you with ice-creams and bakery goods [to lactose intolerant ppl, he gives u popsicles]

that was until he decided to prank you once day and put hair in your food

Never fell into his 'get in hole' game. You got stuck in it for 40 days without food and water. No kidding.

The mysterious hole is filled with nothing but junk.😭😭 very questionable junk

You both love to prank others though.

"Let's plant the bomb under Sigma's bathtub" "Extra points make it filled with pink glitter"

Sigma was covered in pink glitter for thirteen days.

But! Personally Nikolai would be one of the best cuddlers in the manga/anime

The first time he wore normal clothes instead of his usual multi layered buisness clothing, you were in tears. How could someone pull such simple clothes so fashionably?

You like to braid his hair. Even if you suck at it, he would wear your braiding loud and proud.

"Ahh quiztime! Who braided my hair?" "Sir this is-" "Wrong answer," boom "it's my love YN who braided it, you are no fun"

And that's how the city's McDonald's got blowed up.

overall he is a good insane boyfriend, so 10/10 cause I love him 😋

Fyodor

This man

I swear he is fine asf but would probably learn all the instruments you like so he can play it to you when you are kidnapped by Dazai most prob.

he is a Lil more insane then Nikolai so he would probably boom North Korea cause he was bored. [NK people i am jk-]

"what did you have for breakfast" "I don't know" "wrong answer" And the next moment you know, South of Yokohama got blowed up

He is the most broken richest man you ever met.

he can't buy clothes for himself or even upgrade the doa office but will gift you a wholeass country as a Birthday return gift.

you force him to wear dresses and paint his nails, 😭 but my man is so down bad that he is sub in this relationship.

"Sir we have bombed the tunne-" "Good verywell" "🧍🕯️" 😭 nah cause they are hella scared when he wears makeup.

He would probably take you to fireworks only for you to realise he is bombing the area again.

"fyodor, we talked about this" "No" and he proceeds to boom everything

he isn't much of a hugger and probably tries to runaway when you try to even touch him, but mf would suffocate you in his sleep with his hug

He probably had tried giving those evil laughs, but the moment he did that, he choked on air.

Me and a person on my server were having a convo and they said "He probably bites his nails to much and they are really short"

he owns a pet rat but denys it

honestly, he is a 10 but he is a terrorist who likes to bomb everything up. But he is your boyfriend and he is hot.

Sigma

-Are you the man of the relationship or he is?

he is more of a 'please don't kill anyone sweetheart' rather then supporting your actions and being a 'lets commit arson dear YN'

Mf is rich asf. He would deny it ofcourse and then proceed to shower you with silk clothes, Gucci , prada comfy…..such a sugar daddy

😭😭hear me out, he is a ball full of sunshine and anxiety but he wouldnt hesitate to kill anyone who does wrong to you or his casino.

-"Sigma am I your first priority?" "Yes-?" "Is the casino your first priority?" "Yes-?" "Me or the casino?" "Yes"

He probably cries everytime you ignore him.

HE REMEMBERS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU.

once Nikolai kidnapped you for fun and man did Nikolai end up being half bald.

Sigma wants you to stay away from fyodor, because the last thing he knows is that he want to give fyodor a bombing partner.

Atp he doesnt want you to interact any of the DOA members, because little did he know, you will grow more insane with them.

I like to imagine you knowing Dazai and mentioning it to Sigma on occasions, and oh boy Sigma wanted to kill the man when he first met not because you talked a lot about him, but he would probably be the reason why you pull questionable strunt

10/10 Mama Sigma

He also doesnt allow you to run away freely in his casino, for all he knows is that you will cheat and win all the games.

He is so restrictive

You both probably or possibly may have this convo:

"BUT FYODOR GIFTED HIS S/O A WHOLE ASS COUNTRY, WHY CANT I GET THAT PLUSHIE??" "You cant cheat everytime to get the plushies" "BUT-" "Fyodor is a terrorist, we are not like them" "LEAST HE GIFTED HIS S/O-"

Your arguments probably never make sense to others, but its for you and Sigma to know.

Also he gave up on scolding you every time you try to eat casino coins.

He is such a 'I am trying to keep my S/O mentally sane' boyfriend, even if he needs to go to therapy. 8/10 bf material

Guys get a Sigma. Sigmas never disappoint.

A/N: Btw the discord server if you wanna join is here.

[high-on-dazai]

The timeloop theory.

ft @averagehisoilluenjoyer

Okeh heads up people! I know I am inactive these days but here me out pls-

The time wrap theory revolves around how the ending of BSD plot might go. Me and my friend here theorised a little and we came to a possible conclusion. [Feel free to comment and reblog with your views.]

The theory goes if even in the end, the ADA members acquire the hold of the book, they really cant destroy it unless someone possesses a disintegrating ability or they as well as write on the book to have it seize to existence. Alas to do so, they have to write it in a story. What is better then rewind everything to end a story DOA wrote on the page?

As seen in the beast Au, Beast AU! Dazai was able to hinder his timeline and steal/take information from the canon Dazai, his counterpart. Thus the theory's sole statement may as well make us figure out or give a little into Dazai and Fyodor.

Dazai and Fyodor, despite having a little past with eachother knows everything. This arises the fact Dazai Osamu and Fyodor may as well as be stuck in a time loop, signifying why Dazai is suicidal and Fyodor's obsession to eradicate abilities in this world.

Some people might not take this possibility but Dazai watching Oda's death on loop is something traumatic and he has to live through that pain. Dazai knows everything, might as well he be stuck in a time loop.

Concluding my statement and the theory, there are many possibilities about Dazai and Fyodor, but this theory seems legit for a time being.

"MAYBE THAT'S WHY DAZAI LITERALLY KNOWS EVERYTHING, IT'S ALL A TIMELOOP HE'S ALREADY WENT THROUGH BEFORE AND IT'S ALL REPEATING"- @averagehisoilluenjoyer

[Excuse my absence in writing I was busy crying over school tests]

[high-on-dazai]

Hiiiii I love your stuff :3 could you write about ranpo and y/n eating snickers??? (The candy bar lol :D)

𝗕𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘀

Oneshot: A little scenario between our lovers Ranpo and Y/N Genre: Fluff, nothing particular A/N: this is such a cute idea, ty anon for requesting. →Masterlist

As the sun began to set, the sky was painted with a kaleidoscope of colors. The golden glow of the sun kissed the horizon, casting a warm and comforting light over the land. The clouds, a canvas of purples, pinks, and oranges, seemed to dance and swirl in the evening breeze. The world was still, as if holding its breath, in awe of the beauty before it.

It was yet another day for the great detective Ranpo Edogawa and Y/N L/N, as they returned from yet another case the agency gave them that day. Hand in hand, you both walked by numerous stores and shops, too obvious about the fact what Ranpo would say next.

All of a sudden Ranpo stopped at his trace, as you got held back by a little, when your eyes traced where his eyes went. Of course, a kid had to eat ice-cream and have the audiency to be rich and afford the premium flavors.

‘You gotta be kidding me’ you thought as you pulled Ranpo away from that spot and continue walking towards the agency. A sudden poke made you halt on the spot yet again, as you see Ranpo giving you pleading smile, his eyes closed as he took away his hand from yours, and when you hold his hat down with both of his hands.

“Ranpo! You need to stop eating so much sugar, its unhealthy besides, I really don’t have enough money to buy you those ice-cream, come on now we need to hurry to the agency and report the case” You said, as Ranpo went to hold your arm, stopping you from moving.

Sighing, you shook your head in disapproval, as Ranpo went to kiss your cheek, making you light blush on the spot, the sudden affection stunned you a little. But before you could recover from the sudden pda Ranpo gave, Ranpo went in to give you kisses all over your face, your forehead, lips, cheek and nose.

Now, was the time people started staring at the couple and you were too much dumbfolded to stop. A sudden bump in your leg, thanks to the kid who passed by you make you back to your senses, as you held ranpo’s head preventing him to give you more affection, that is in public at least.

Turning your head left and right, you find yourself seeing a small shop nearby, as you prayed to find something sweet in that shop.

“R-A-N-P-O” You called out, as Ranpo lift his head at you calling his name, his hands never leaving yours, “I will go buy us something, till then sit HERE”

You specifically had to pat the seat that was under the tree, making sure Ranpo was seated before you headed towards the small shop, looking for something sweet.

A while later you returned back with a packet full of small packed snickers, the chocolate was the closed to what Ranpo ate.

Ranpo looks at you as he jumped out of his seat in joy, running towards you, hugging you tight. “Okay Okay, now stop sulking here are the treats….you deserve” You said, as you handed the packet to ranpo, both of you yet again walking towards the agency.

“Y/NNNNN”

“Hum?” you responded as you say ranpo extending his hand to give you one piece of snickers, and all the annoyance you felt for your boyfriend at that moment vanished.

“Y/NNNN Eat with me!!”

You took the piece of snickers before unwrapping it, as you saw him do the same, before placing the chocolate mini bar in your mouth, the chocolate flavor, melting within.

Both of you, by the time you reached the agency had finished the whole packet of snickers, as you threw the packet throw the nearest bin, walking lazily as you held his hand again. Ranpo yet again haults you, this time your irritation taking over you, “What no-“

A sudden weight was placed on your head  making you confused a little, as your hands reached to touch the mass on your head, a Flower crown

“I love you”

With that, Ranpo skipped away from you, chasing after Atsushi, shouting at him to bring him snacks whereas for you, you held the flower crown in your hands smiling at that small gesture.

Masterlist

A/N: had this in draft for long, Ill sleep for now.

[high-on-dazai]

𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝘂𝘁𝗲

Oneshot: For a minute, everything will be fine Genre: Fluff, nothing particular A/N: Just had a mental convo with Dazai on this →Masterlist

As the sun begins to set over the horizon, casting a warm and golden glow over the land, the world seems to come alive with a majestic energy. The rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze, the distant sound of birds singing their evening songs, and the way the clouds dance across the sky - it's all a symphony of beauty that cannot be ignored.

"Death sounds pretty good right now" Dazai spoke, his head on your lap as you both sat near the edge of the cliff, the Yokohama city the sun's rays slowly reducing it's luminance.

Your hand ran through his dusty darkish brown hair, as you took a deep breath, each passing moment making you feel like it was your last.

Was Dazai right all along? Is their truly a worth living when everything around you is chaotic? that a simple mere human mind was able to think beyond the way of living confused you, but in this world, where possibilities are endless, one cannot hold back and stop.

"You alright?" You spoke, your voice as quiet as possible, as your finger played with Dazai's hair, (S/T) skin on brown, as little rays of light dance across the area, golden on yellow, and yellow on green.

A soft sound of reassurance was heard from Dazai's mouth, as turned and tilted himself, his face now buried inside of your lap, his breath tickling your thighs as you laugh and shove him off you, before you stood— dusting off the tiny hay like grass.

You couldn't decipher Dazai's face, yet he got up when you did, only to lose his balance again and end up back on the ground.

You extended your hand, as you watch Dazai fell face flat on the ground, before he reached out his hand, you pulling him up as he stood.

"Well aren't you quiet feisty today belladonna?"

"I saw that," You spoke as you crossed your hands over our chest, a playful smirk on your face.

With a smirk, Dazai dusted off his clothes and chuckled, "Ah, you know, a little tumble just adds some excitement to the day."

You raised an eyebrow playfully, "Excitement or not, you do have a talent for making dramatic entries."

He flashed a mischievous grin, "Life's too short for anything less, my dear belladonna"

You both started to walk back to the city, thanking the wind for letting you have peaceful time near the cliff.

As you continued walking, You couldn't help but ask, "So, what trouble have you gotten yourself into this time?"

Dazai placed a hand over his heart in mock offense, misinterpreting your question, "Me? Trouble? I'll have you know, I was merely exploring the boundaries of gravity."

You rolled your eyes, obvious to his ignorance, but still replied "Exploring the boundaries of gravity? Is that what you call tripping over your own feet? Considering that, I will thanking Chuuya for making you interested in gravity"

He laughed, a sound that seemed to dance through the air, "Ah, you see through all my secrets, don't you?"

"I've had plenty of practice," You replied, a hint of a smile tugging at your lips.

Dazai's expression turned momentarily serious, as he looked at you with a glint of genuine warmth in his eyes. "Well, I'm glad someone's keeping track of my antics."

You nudged him playfully, "Someone has to make sure you don't accidentally fall into any more 'gravity exploration' missions."

His laughter echoed once again, and for that moment, as you strolled down the path with the sun casting a warm glow, it felt like the troubles of the world were distant and inconsequential.

Right now, it's hard not to feel small when faced with something so amazing. The world is tough to live in, but there are people who bring good luck to others. It's a reminder that these people are just regular folks, living in a world that's both dangerous and mysterious. But it's also a message that they need to do their part to take care of this world we used to call home.

[high-on-dazai]

𝗠𝗢𝗩𝗜𝗘𝗘𝗘𝗘 𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗘

Oneshot: Just one movie night with them [Dazai x reader x chuuya [pm era]] Genre: General fluff A/N: Cries →Masterlist

It was a calm and quiet evening at the Port Mafia, a rare occurrence considering the usual chaos that surrounded its parameter, but tonight, however, seemed to be a special night - a movie night. You had suggested the idea to Dazai and Chuuya, hoping that a peaceful evening together might bridge the gap between the two and that you three could hangout again.

The continuous missions had drained everyone out, and the best way to chill while having peace was having a movie night, or so you thought.

As dusk settled in, you found yourself in your own room, setting up a cozy movie-watching space. Pillows and blankets were across the floor, and a variety of snacks were artfully arranged on the coffee table which resisted at the side of the room. The room was dimly lit, creating an ambiance perfect for relaxation.

Dazai strolled in with his characteristic nonchalant grin, hands in his pockets. "Ah, my dear Y/N, what a splendid idea you've had. A movie night, how utterly delightful."

Chuuya followed shortly after, his hat slightly askew. He crossed his arms, eyeing the setup with a mix of curiosity and scepticism. "Hmph. You better not have chosen some sappy romance flick, or I'm out of here."

A sudden realisation hit Dazai and Chuuya as they both eyed each other, looking at you and then seeing each other again, as you stood akwardly with a bowl of popcorn in your arms waiting for the two to stop giving each other looks.

You chuckled, feeling a mix of nerves and questionability, as you break the silence, "Don't worry, Chuuya. I've picked a movie that I think we will enjoy."

Chuuya murmured something under his breath as he comes close to you, taking the bowl of popcorn you held, while he procedded to seat himself at the egde of the makeshift tent you made to watch the movie.

Nothing but silence engulfed the place as you sat down in the middle of the duo, Dazai on your right, and chuuya on your left.

As everything was finally settled down, you started the movie. Throughout the movie, you found yourself stealing glances at Dazai and Chuuya. Surprisingly, they seemed to be engaged, sharing amused smirks at the humorous moments.

A sudden jumpscare in the movie caused you to jump where you resisted, causing Dazai whose head laid on your lap sleeping to jolt awake.

Chuuya couldn't help but chuckle at the particularly scene, due to which, his drink came through his nose as you laughed your ass off, Dazai joining in, his laughter unexpectedly genuine. You smiled, feeling a sense of accomplishment in having a good time even if just for this moment.

As the movie progressed, Dazai's attention seemed to drift toward you. He leaned in, his voice a low murmur only you could hear. "You really do have a way of making the ordinary seem extraordinary, Y/N"

Raising your eyebrow slightly, you whispered back, "Says the one who was asleep for like what? half the movie"

Chuuya, ever observant, shot a glance in your direction, his eyes narrowing playfully. "Hey, you two better not be having a secret conversation over there."

Dazai leaned back, feigning innocence. "Oh, Chuuya, just admiring Y/N's taste in movies."

"Says the one who sleeps throughout it"

You and Chuuya look at each other as you spoke at the same time, as Dazai held his stupid smile, before grabbing the bowl of popcorn from Chuuya only for Chuuya to hold it down with gravity.

You burst out in laughter as Dazai hits the floor, only to realise Dazai never touched the bowl, he slipped over the blanket you had laid at the floor.

As the movie neared its end, you couldn't help but notice the comfortable atmosphere that had settled in. Dazai's carefree charm and Chuuya's gruff exterior seemed to have mellowed in each other's presence.

You lay your head on Chuuya's shoulder, while Dazai tried to sleep on your lap, only for him to pull you away from Chuuya, and making you rest your head on his chest.

"What the fuck bastard-"

"uh ahu uh"

You removed yourself from Dazai's arm before you started to tickle him, and surprisingly, Dazai was a very tickable person.

You and Chuuya gave each other a silent nod, as you head Dazai's leg, while Chuuya held Dazai's arm, before throwing him on the bed and grabbing the nearest pillow, hitting Dazai with the most force you could do.

"That's-" smack "what" smack "you" smack "get" smack "for" "ruining" smack "my time"

The movie was long forgotten, until a loud shriek was heard, only for you three to turn your head towards the TV screen which played the movie.

The credits rolled, as you three stretched lazily. Chuuya shot you a rare smile. "Well, Y/N, I must admit, this wasn't a bad idea. Thanks."

Dazai chimed in, his smile equally genuine. "Indeed, , you've managed to create an evening of unexpected harmony. It would be perfect if you-"

"Shut the fuck up you maniac"

"Says the one who-"

As the night wound down, you felt a sense of contentment. Even if this movie night had never served as a purpose in bridging the gap between Dazai and Chuuya, you had your fun. And even if it didn't change everything, it was a memory you would always cherish - a night of laughter, bonding, and the start of something new.

"OH MY GOD DAZAI CHUUYA'S GONNA KILL YOU WHEN HE WAKES UP"

A/N 2: Tossing screaming while writing this oneshot cause holy shit this image of chuuya flashed my mind

A/N 3: Not the recent episode but also i have 0 proofread this

[high-on-dazai]

𝗥𝗲𝗷𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲

Oneshot: Even after rejection, you still loved him. Genre: angst, 0.00001% fluff A/N: Cries x 100 [first time writing angst hum? idk] →Masterlist

Even after rejection, you still loved him.

It had been months since you last saw him, since that painful day when he walked away from your life without a second glance. Dazai Osamu, the enigmatic and tormented soul, had captured your heart in a way you never thought possible.

His charisma, his complexities, and the darkness that seemed to shroud him had drawn you in, intertwining your fate with his in a way that was both beautiful and tragic. But he left, left you without thinking his departure wouldn't hurt people, that no person would weep once he leave the mafia. Was he really this cruel to leave an organisation just because his friend got killed? You didn't know, because for once your favourite person didn't take you as his favourite.

And it was okay, everyone went through this phase they said, but god who knew teenage love hit this hard? He was your first love, and the only person who you would ever love.

But the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, the pain of his absence had become a constant ache that gnawed at your heart. You loved him, you truly did, and not seeing him made you remind of him even more. Its not like you had any photos with him anyways. You couldn't escape the memories that haunted you—the stolen moments, the shared laughter, and the whispered promises that had once filled your days with joy.

Everywhere you looked, there was a reminder of him—a book on your shelf that he recommended, a bar where you would hangout, a sunset that mirrored the warmth of his smile. You couldn't escape his ghost, and it felt like he had taken a piece of you with him when he left.

You tried to move on, to fill the void he left behind with new experiences and new people, but every attempt felt hollow and forced. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't shake the feeling that your heart still belonged to him, locked in a state of perpetual longing. The mafia reminded you of him, and the mafia was your home

As much as you loved him, you couldn't possibly leave people who cared for you.

Who would be there for Akutagawa when he comes beaten and bruised, refusing to heal while you make him sit and heal his wounds?

Who would be their for Chuuya when he overdrinks and no one cares to sober him up?

Who would be their Gin when she needs help tying her hair?

Emotions and feelings shouldn't intervene, it was something only few could achieve, it was something he couldn't achieve.

The weight of your confession felt both liberating and suffocating. Did he leave because of you? No, Dazai didn't value what people felt, yet you found yourself to blame. It was a plea to the universe, a desperate hope that somehow, someday, you would find a way to move forward without abandoning the love you held for him. Teenage love.

Days turned into years, and the seasons continued their unrelenting march. And then, one day, as you were lost in the pages of a book he had recommended, you felt a presence—a familiar warmth that brushed against your soul. You looked up, heart racing, and there he was.

You had learned to live without him. Unlike him you had reasons to live. You didn't know why grudge against him, But as a Adult looking at the past, you find yourself concerning over the obsessed you had in teen years over a man who never valued you.

Dazai stood before you, his gaze filled with a mixture of longing and regret. He had come back, drawn to you as if an invisible thread still connected your hearts. Without a word, he took a step closer, as if he feared that any sound would shatter the fragile moment.

But seeing him after years made you realise, you never really moved on from him. And there he stood, taller, his aesthetic completely different from the one he had in port mafia but he still looked good. He always looked good.

"Y/N L/N," he finally whispered, his voice hinting the weight of a thousand unspoken apologies.

You didn't need that, he never noticed you, why is he noticing you now? He could have walked out of the bookstore, with whatever book he held between those fingers. He should have walked away, spend his time charming women, not you and yet you panicked the moment he got close to you, the hidden feelings re-emerging.

Half of you, your thoughts mentally face palmed at yourself, as you looked at him, realizing that the love you had held onto was not in vain. It was a love that had survived distance and time, a love that had brought him back to you.

"Why are you here," you asked, your voice steady despite the overwhelming emotions. "Go away, the port Mafia has nothing to do with likings of you"

Would it be different if Chuuya was here? Guess today you both will overdrink and drown in emotions again.

Dazai reached out, his fingers gently brushing against your hands, and for the first time in years, you felt his touch again.

You still flinch at the gentle touch, his eyes boring into yours before you moved away from him, towards the counter to pay for the book you held, something you wished to read years ago, even if he was the one to recommend you.

"That would be 500 yen ma'am" The woman at the counter said as she handed you the book in a paper bag, along with some stickers which were free on that book purchase.

Dazai's shadow hovered over you as he placed the book at the counter, the woman who's eye were glued to you shifted to him, "Is this gentleman with you ma'am?"

"Him?," You looked back, his eyes into yours, brownish black on e/c before you look at the woman, "Oh him? I don't know this man"

In times like this, it's best to leave. So, you did, walking away from the once known man in the dimly lit street, finding comfort in the city's crowd, you disappearing from view not turning back, as the brown eyes who watched your figure disappear in the crowds stood outside the bookstore all alone.

[high-on-dazai]

Hello! Can you make Chuuya nakahara with s/o who deliberately destroyed a bottle of his favorite wine in front of him? What would his reaction be? I would very much like a scenario<3

𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗰𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗹𝘆

Oneshot: Who doesn't love to break wine bottles Genre: Angsty fluff? Idk what to classify A/N: Anon you kay? My c.ai bot killed me when I asked him- →Masterlist

Chuuya Nakahara, a Port Mafia executive, was known for his impeccable taste in wine. His collection was a source of pride and envy among his peers, and he had everything a wine lover could dream of.

One sunny afternoon, you and Chuuya were enjoying a peaceful moment at home. As Chuuya went to the kitchen to fetch a glass of his beloved wine, you seized the opportunity to look up with your boyfriend's wine collection.

You grabbed one of the most prized bottle from the wine rack and held it up to the light, examining it with exaggerated interest. Chuuya returned, puzzled by their sudden fascination with his wine.

Gulping a little you asked him, "Chuuya, dear, do you know what this bottle reminds me of?"

Chuuya, unaware of your tactics raised his eyebrow, "What are you talking about?"

Cursing Dazai in your mind, you held the expensive wine bottle, swinging it around, before saying, "It reminds me of all the times you've ignored me for this bottle!"

Before Chuuya could react, you deliberately dropped the bottle, letting it shatter into a million pieces on the floor. Wine splashed everywhere, creating a red, sticky mess.

Chuuya's eyes widened as he realized where this was going, but it was too late. You had broken one of his wine bottles, one of his finest wine bottles. Each second passing made you shiver in fear, as the gravity of the situation deepened, Chuuya's appearance surrounded by faint red glow. Chuuya's chest heaved as his breaths grew heavier, his anger threatening to consume him. "Do you have any idea how much that bottle meant to me?" His voice wavered with a raw emotion, a glimpse of the vulnerability that lay beneath his tough exterior.

Ah well, guess you were gonna die.

"And you know what they say about facing your fears, right?" A sudden voice said intertwining the situation, the person wearing a smirk at his face as he walks towards Chuuya, his hands almost touching your boyfriend.

With a little slip here and there, Dazai managed to nullify Chuuya's ability, the wine lover man looking at his surrounding before kicking Dazai in his guts, sending him flying back and breaking the apartment walls again.

"You—! What have you done?!" Chuuya shouts, pointing his finger towards Dazai, before looking at the mess at the floor. Chuuya eye's travel your figure, waiting for an answer

"Oops! Uh! My hand slipped." You replied, a mix of guilt and nervousness in your voice.

Chuuya was speechless, his face a mix of anger, disbelief, and a hint of amusement. He couldn't decide whether to scold you or laugh at the absurdity of the situation.

Suddenly, you got a a hold of yourself, before smirking, "Well, Chuuya, now that the bottle's gone, you'll have more time for me, won't you?"

Chuuya with a hint of shock and amusement throws away his hat on the couch before running towards you, "You've got guts, I'll give you that!"

With another smirk, you dash out of the apartment door, activating your ability, with Chuuya Nakahara, manipulator of gravity behind your tale, and a gut beaten Dazai at your apartment sleeping on the debris he landed on.

A/N: Honestly I had a draft where Chuuya legit cried and teared up but it wasn't written properly. But I'll say, Chuuya would first cry over the death of his beloved wine bottle and then proceed to commit arson.

[high-on-dazai]

being Fyodor's S/O and Nikolai kidnapping you for fun, ruining Fyodor's none existence mental stability (along with Sigma's) and giving him motivation to eradicate abilities from the world faster is a headcanon.