#Dazai x maid reader

[kaeyx]

YAN!adazai is completely fucked, he thinks you broke his dick — it won’t even get hard anymore unless you’re in his mind or he’s seeing/touching/sniffing that belongs to you or you in general. he can’t cum without you, can’t get hard, so he jumps to any opportunities to fuck your or indulge himself in eating you out.

but …. only for you to bring up you’re on your period, do you genuinely think he cares? he’s stolen used pads belonging to you multiple times. so of course he shrugs it off I mean, it’s not bad. then he absolutely gets obsessed with the taste from the source, he doesn’t care how messy and disgusting some may think the act is he loves fucking/eating you on your period, he’s just that lost..

- 🎬

This!!! He's accidentally conditioned himself to only respond to you, he can't cum if he's not thinking about you and it's so frustrating but so hot at the same time. It cements in his mind that you're meant to be his too. And of course he'd jump at the opportunity to have you, jerking off and stealing your clothes can only get him so far. For all that he's got pictures and videos of you, for all that he's memorised your taste from all those hours sucking on your used undies, it still can't come close to the real thing. Dazai thinks you could do anything with him and he'd agree, just to be able to fuck you. He would do, wear, and say anything you wanted if only you allowed him to smother himself in your cunt and eat you out until you cried.

[justcallmesakira]

choose for the first work u will see when sakira is back from her hiatus! And please dont question the topic-

-her editer

ROUND ONE!!

The first 4 will be selected to the final round and from there only 3 or 2 will be selected! We dont know but oh well!!

[mx-panic]

Maid catboys? Yes.

[livelaughlovesubs]

I think despite how well he plays himself off all the time, Dazai still has depressive episodes sometimes when he's alone. Imagine coming home early and catching him in such a vulnerable state. Fuck him nice and sweet- show him how much you love him despite everything -🦀

Yk what, this will be the second part of that maid dazai fic. And I’ll make it sweet enough that you get a stomachache. Also- @amo-bsd

Part one!

Dom!reader x sub!dazai - reader is gender neutral

Warning: pegging (can be read as a dick), teasing, praise kink, marking - hickeys, handjob, dacryphilia, role play, lingerie

“You want me to defile you?” A low voice so hypnotising it send shivers down his spine echoed through the room. His gaze showed absolut devotion, legs spread on the couch just the way you wanted. “…yes, please.” The brunette gasped, his left hand helping you hold his skirt up while his right one reached behind him. The way his chest heaved with each breath, lips trembling whenever he had to part them, made you go crazy about him. With a single tug, he opened the tie of his apron, making space for you. You rubbed his entrance again, gently tapping it. That was all it took to make him squirm and shut his eyes due to ecstasy. “Uh-uhHhm..!” Dazai whined through gritted teeth, the blush that was spreading across his cheeks intensified. His puffy hole kept clenching whenever you touched him, and loosening up once your digits leave.

“Look at how sensitive you are,” You commented while leaning closer towards him, face now inches away from his. “Ha-haah.. if you know then stop teasing me.” He tried to stand his ground, noticing you brought the end of his dress near him. Afterwards you uttered a single command, “Bite onto this.” Normally he would have talked back and made a scene, though for now he decided to be obedient. This surprised you a little, yet it wasn’t a bad feeling. Guess your dear lover can be good at times? Carefully, he bit the fabric, after a little while it was soaked with his saliva already. “Good boy.” You cooed when you saw this cute scene, kissing his forehead while your weaker hand slipped to his waist.

His brows were furrowed, eyes half lidded as he watched your demonstrations. Fingers leaving his bottom and now teasing his tip. A milky, sticky liquid stuck to the latex glove. The more you rubbed over his soaked panties, the darker the spot got. Now you were smirking sweetly, whispering playfully “you are getting so wet for me.” After you finished your sentence, you could swear more precum spurt out of his slit. Did that comment embarrass him? His tender and slim body trembled ever so slightly, eyes sparkling and begging you to do more. “How adorable.” You added, before licking his earlobe.

The boy jerked, hands clutching the dress to hold it up higher. Then he closed his eyes, clenching them tightly enough for a single tear to run down his cheek. Mind racing and heart pounding while your hand kept playing with his dick. “Hmm..hngh..” soft whimpers left him, and his eyes became watery, more tears were about to spill. Slowly you changed from his ear to his neck, kissing and sucking on multiple spots. Leaving a trail of marks behind. Only a few minutes later the red spots build, proof of your claim over him. The beautiful hickeys you left behind encouraged you to go further, the hand on his waist now slipped to his thighs. You rubbed his tip a little longer, until your fingers were coated with his precum entirely, then you moved on to his entrance again.

Soft and sweet moan filled the room, all muffled through a thin fabric. Your fingertips tapped his entrance again, the white fluid now stuck to his rim too. He gasped, watching you play with his body as you pleased. Then you said, “you are doing so well for me, my love,” while staring at him with loving eyes. Dazai didn’t know what to do in that situation, so he averted his gaze. You smirked at the sudden shyness from the male, before sticked a finger inside him. “Mhmm! Nghh.” He wines, eyes widening as he let out some more lewd noises. In the meantime you worked him open, a second finger followed soon. “So good for me, my pretty boy.” At the sound of that compliment, he dick twitched inside his panties. Why were your words so addicting? They were so sweet, it made him feel weird and warm. As if he was a small, weak and precious thing that deserved any of this. Though one question lingered in the back of his mind, was he truly deserving of this?

His tears finally spilled, hands quivering while pleasure coursed through him. Suddenly you raised his leg and brought it over your shoulder, grinning the entire time as you did that. The black laced thigh highs he wore were beyond attractive, enough to make you feel butterflies. “Y/n.. nHhh, mh- please..” he managed to breath out through gritted teeth. You just kept smiling while you rubbed your fingers against his soft and warm insides, admiring how beautiful he looked right now. “Ahh! Oh-ohhh..it feels good.” The brunette groaned and stopped biting the dress, but his hands were still holding it up. Instead of punishing him, you just let it be, you loved hearing him talk anyway.

Wet and lewd squelching sounds left whenever you trusted your fingers inside him, followed by a fierce jerk from the male. He’d arch his back and whine about wanting more. “So cute, I love you my dear.” You chuckled, before you took your fingers out. Sticky strings were connecting the glove to his insides. “Really adorable..” this time you muttered under your breath, staring at his vulnerable state with focused eyes. His lips shook, eyes half lidded, brows furrowed while a deep crimson blush spread across his features. Not to mention how perverted this position was. It exposed all of his shameful parts, as well as his most sensitive spots.

The way his thrust his hips indicated how he wanted more, a disappointed whine left him, a plead for more of this bliss he was feeling. His entrance clenched shut immediately, and the sticky liquid dripped down his tender skin. “You look so beautiful right now.” You praised him, and it made his dick twitch. Then you lined your own one up with his hole after finishing preparing everything, and pressed the tip against him. “Tell me if it hurts, alright?” Even though you whispered that into his ear, he couldn’t register most of your words. His eyes were glued to your length, anticipation filling him as he thought about taking you. Lips pressed shut and gaze eagerly waiting for you to fill him up. You also noticed how his rim kept loosening and clenching, as if his body was begging for you.

With a swift motion, you started putting it in. Only the tip alone was enough to make him into a mess, eyes rolling back as a storm of moans escaped his throat. “Ahh!! Ngh hmMM! Oh- y/N~moreee.. hahh, ple-please..!!” Dazai spout, spitting one nonsense after another. His tongue rolled out while you carefully bottomed out inside him. He tried his best to resist the urge to cum right there right now, especially after feeling it hit against his innermost parts. There was no helping it, it was just so deep inside him! You hugged him again, causing his leg to be raised to his chest. A dumbfounded look was on the boy’s face, and so you explained. “Lay back and enjoy this, alright?”

And you bet he did. When you started moving, all he could think about was you. He couldn’t move an inch while your member continued going in and out of him, so gently and slow, but hard enough to make him see stars. Each time you hit it against his sweet spot he’d cry out, panting and whimpering in delight. “Ah.. ah, uhhh, ahh, y/n- master..!” even now he is still calling you that, but you didn’t mind. After all, he was your good boy, your one and only love, your adorable pet. You kissed his lips, all while pounding inside him with a steady rhythm. Why was this so stimulating? Was what dazai thought. You weren’t being really fast or excessively rough, so why did it feel so damn good?

His heart felt like exploding whenever you calling him by some cute pet names, or even his own name. Sensations strong enough to wipe any thoughts off his mind kept gushing inside him, coursing through his veins and taking him to paradise. When you broke the kiss, he didn’t even notice how he chased after your lips. Still sobbing and crying while begging you for more, wanting to feel more of your touch, more of your voice, more of you. It was warm, it felt really hot inside him. There was no way to describe this other than lust, it must be because you are so skilled..! That’s why whenever you call him cute names he feels himself edging closer to the edge, that’s why your touch always ignites a fire within him, that’s why he always feels so happy when with you.

“Ahh.. I love you, y/nn..” he called out to you again, smiling sweetly while being held in your arms. “I really do..”

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[sanest-bsd-delegate]

CROWN

🗝Prompt: Even if he had to suffer for eternity, he would make you wear the crown.

🗝Pairing: Dazai Osamu x fem!reader

🗝A/N: I giggled writing this, although its been a long time since i ever wrote royalty au, i hope you like reading this. [p.s no proofread so if you see a update later, its prob me rewriting this]

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your figure laid on Dazai's lap as the soft wind blew, the flowers around the garden fragrancing the area. It was the relaxing hour in the afternoon and the royal staff seemed to be wandering off, relaxing the peaceful time. You open your eyes as you stare at Dazai, who was staring at you for quite a long time, before you shift a little, having your head placed more comfortable in his lap.

"Did you sleep well your highness?" Dazai asked amused, before gently brushing off the grass that was stuck in your hair. Previously, you and Dazai seemed to wander off in the royal gardens, taking place at the corner away from the maids and gardeners, before playing and scattering the collected leaves in the shade. The activity tired you, and Dazai insisted that it would be better to cool down a bit, only for you to dose off on his lap.

"Yeah, I did" You said, before picking yourself up, only to sit beside him, your back at the bark of the tree, and your head on his shoulder, "It was the most comfortable lap I ever slept on"

Dazai chuck at you response, before stating, "If you get caught, I might loss my job again"

"Don't worry that wouldn't happen."

"Aww, is princess worried about me?" Dazai said, before picking out a wild flower that seemed to grow in between the grass, examining it.

"Ofcourse, I cant loss my favorite servant again you know?"

There was a moment of silence between you too. The seasonal birds seemed to chirping in joy, drinking from the waterbeds laid in the garden, maids rushing towards the castle, indicating they were off to prepare for lunch.

Sighing, you pick yourself up, much to Dazai's dismay, dusting off your dress which seemed to be covered in tiny grass like hay before telling Dazai you were off to the building.

Without a second to spare, you move forward a little, only to see your brother walking near. Frightened by his authority, you turn your heels back towards Dazai, who was still sitting under the tree, eyes closed.

Higher your authority in the hierarchy of the world, lesser will the bond of relationship with others and family will go. Even if you were the eldest in the family, you were treated with nothing but a political tool.

As your brother approaches, a cold shiver runs down your spine. You both were never in good terms anyways. He was the crowned prince, the heir to this kingdom, and you were just a mere pawn who would be wed off anytime soon.

You take a step back, seeking refuge in the familiarity of Dazai's presence. Your brother, noticing your retreat, smirks knowingly.

"Well, well, if it isn't our dear princess slumming it in the garden with a servant," he sneers, his words dripping with nothing but hatred.

Dazai remains seated under the tree, eyes still closed as if oblivious to the approaching matter. Your brother's words cut deep, a painful reminder of the society that bind you. Despite being the eldest, your role in the family was reduced to a mere pawn and you could do nothing but endure his rotten words.

With a forced smile, you reply, "Just enjoying the fresh air, brother. No harm in that, is there?"

His expression darkens, and he steps closer, the air thickening with his unspoken authority. "Remember your place, dear sister. We have responsibilities to uphold, and you jeopardize everything with your foolish antics."

Oh how you wish to choke him.

"Being familiar with the servants of the castle only means to acknowledge the loyalty-"

Your brother scoffs, dismissing you with a wave of his hand. "A servant's loyalty is hardly a concern. Remember your station Y/N."

Your brother's gaze shifted from you to Dazai, his eyes narrowing in disapproval. "And who is this?" he inquired with a tone that dripped with arrogance.

Dazai, unflinching, looked up at your brother before standing, bowing down, "I am at the service of the princess, your majesty the crown prince."

Dazai knew how you felt. The burning urge to slaughter the man in front of him was rising, only if he had a sword. Dazai had been forever around you. The way you got your treatment from your family was worst then a relationship between a noble and a beggar and he couldnt help but embrace you every time you come running towards him. You never lacked in anything, but all you needed was authority,  and even if he had to suffer for eternity, he would make you wear the crown.

The tension in the air was thick as your brother's gaze bore into Dazai. You felt a shiver run down your spine, however, to your surprise, your brother simply scoffed and continued on his way, leaving you and Dazai in the garden.

As your brother walks away, you're left standing in the garden, torn between duty and desire. Before you could apologize Dazai for your brother's rudeness, Dazai bows down gracefully, taking your hand into his, "You know Y/N? It doesn't matter if it takes me to kill the royalty for you, because I would do anything for you to wear the crown," he says, his voice unwavering.

"Wha-What do you mean by that Dazai- Kill? Crown?"

"If a Lady wants the crown, then a lady deserves it, this humble servant is ready to kill them in your command" Dazai replies, before he kisses your forehead and leaving you, in the middle of the garden, standing alone. The gravity of Dazai's words hung in the air, challenging the rigid structure of royalty and hierarchy. 

The words hung around you like the memories of the past, because did you wanted the crown?

Even you didn't know. 

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[lotomber]

Hello! hope your day is good! Can I request a Dazai x fem reader oneshots for a Royalty AU!

Where Dazai and reader were forced into an arranged marriage for war peace/ something else. At first Dazai doesn't like the idea and kinda hated reader, but eventually fall in love with her because of her kindness and patient.

I know it's kinda alot but hopefully you consider my request!

Thank you!

Hello, I really liked your idea👀 I tried my best to make it to your liking. Do tell me if you enjoyed it.😄

Yes to heaven ~✨Pt1|| Pt2

(ROYALTY AU!)

Pairing: Prince Dazai x Fem! Reader

Warning: arranged marriage, Enemies to lovers, Dazai being an ass to you at first, slightly suggestive at the end

Word count: ~1.4k

The Crown Prince of Eastern empire was known to be free soul, someone who doesn't like to be bound by rules and regulations. To such a Prince an arranged marriage was a nightmare. It all happened when he was summoned by the emperor a month ago. It was not the first time when his father the king arranged a married partner for him, he always used his antics to get rid of them but this time it was different. Dazai was told that if he doesn't agree to marry the princess of western empire he would be dethroned from his position as the prince, just for the sake of peace negotiations.

" Your Highness, the delegation from the western empire will be arriving tomorrow. And the wedding will be held the day after. I was told by the king to inform you all the preparations are done so you are to escort the princess tomorrow." said the grand chamberlain.

" Hah!! why should I escort her ? "

" That's cause she is your fiancée and soon to be wife. and I am sure the emperor already warned you to be on your best behavior" chamberlain warned him.

Dazai really hated the idea of marrying a complete stranger, much to his dismay he had no choice in this matter.

Next day when the delegation arrived Dazai was also waiting for you. He pretended not to but was still somewhat curious about what kind of person you were. The moment you came out of your carriage, Dazai was mesmerized by your beauty, he had heard the rumors of the western princess being an absolute beauty, he felt that the rumors did no justice to your beauty. But he tried to maintain his façade of not being interested. After all the formalities and the audience with the emperor, Dazai was told to show you your chamber.

It was finally the two of you alone and you tried to initiate a conversation with him but he paid no heed to your small talks.

" I'll get straight to the point, this marriage is just for the sake of our countries not because we want it. so don't even try to expect something from me. Either way you'll have to bear me. The maids will show you the rest of the way." Dazai deadpanned and just left you there before you could even reply.

After that you didn't get any opportunity to see him until the wedding. It was a grand wedding, delegations from various countries were there to witness the two empires tying knot. But to Dazai none of it mattered it was just something he had to get over with.

After the wedding was over, you were waiting for him in your chambers for the first night but he never came. The next morning you asked the maids about Dazai's whereabouts, they told you that he left the palace this early morning to inspect nearby villages due to flooding and won't be back for another week. A week passed and you were quick to adjust to your new surroundings, due to your open personality everyone took a liking to you already. When Dazai returned he saw you taking a walk in the garden, talking to the knights nearby. That evening he invited you for tea and you finally got the chance to talk to him.

" Hmm ~ I see you are already familiarized with the people in the palace. One might even think you've been living here for a long time." Dazai said sarcastically.

" Well after all my husband left me alone for a week just after our marriage so I had to get accustomed here. " Dazai was vexed by your response.

" I think I already told you not to expect anything from me. Besides you are surprisingly doing well for someone who was married off in a foreign land against her will. "

" I think you are mistaken about something, although it's true our marriage was arranged but marrying you was my own choice, no one forced this all on me." you told him firmly. Dazai was shocked by your response.

" Good for you then. Suit yourself. " he said hiding his initial bewilderment and then left.

After that day Dazai joined you for lunch or dinner frequently. Sometimes he also joined you for tea or brunches. He stopped avoiding you to a certain measure, instead he started to playfully annoy you but you were never bothered by him. You both started to hit it off together sometimes he rants to you about how the other nobles bother him or how his father nags him about his responsibilities. Or he just simply jokes around. He also started to observe you more, despite being a princess initially, you never looked down on others you always treated others with kindness no matter their status. You were not like the other stuck up noble women he met before. As the time went by you just started to plague his mind.

Soon after a banquet and a grand ball was held in celebration of emperor's birthday. Everyone was quiet busy due to the preparations, so was Dazai he couldn't find time to meet you. It was on the day of the ball he could finally see you after a long time. As you were to go together as a couple. You were getting ready by your maids when when he came to pick you up, so he was told to stay outside. When you came outside Dazai couldn't take his eyes off of you, calling you pretty was an understatement. To him you looked like an angel descended from heaven. Your long silk gown cupping your curves perfectly, Your long hair tied up in a bun letting some loose strands fall on your shoulders, those long eyelashes, your eyes which seemed to contain the whole universe in them, oh and those red lips of yours oh how would it feel to touch them ? He could feel himself melt in your presence.

" Shall we go ? " as you asked him he was shook away from his trance.

He was quiet all the way to the ballroom which was unusual for him and you were quick to notice that he was acting strange. Before you could ask him what was wrong your entry was announced.

Crown prince Dazai and princess ( name ) have arrived.

After that you both proceeded to greet the emperor and few other nobles. It was your first time coming to such a social event after your marriage. You were quickly surrounded by people who wanted to win your favor. You tried to find Dazai but he was pulled by other nobles. After some time you were able to get out of from the crowd. You were completely exhausted so you decided to have drink. Just then someone came to ask you for a dance, you puzzled whether to accept or not cause it would be impolite to reject his invitation. Suddenly Dazai came from behind and grabbed you by your waist.

" Sorry gentlemen but my wife seems to be tired so we will be taking our leave. If you will excuse us ." Dazai said smiling but there was an underlying sternness in his voice. Everyone left you alone after that. For the whole evening Dazai couldn't take off his eye from you, he saw you surrounded by those snake like people trying to gain your attention. What pissed him even more were those scummy men who were trying to approach you thinking as if they have a chance with you.

As for you, It was the first time Dazai ever called you his wife you were taken aback by his demeanor so you just asked him,

" Since when did you start calling me your wife?" you taunted him.

" Well technically you are my wife so what's wrong with me calling you my wife. Besides I don't like idea of those dirtbags thinking they could have what's mine." He then pulled you away to an empty balcony. Before you could say anything he cupped your cheeks placing his thumb on your lips smudged your lipstick. You could feel your blood running through your cheeks making you blush.

" Dazai wha- He shuts you abruptly by locking his lips with yours, It was a slow and sensual kiss. He could feel you melt in his arms as you reciprocated his kiss, hooking your arms on his neck. Both of you pull apart for a second to look at each other, then once again lean in to kiss but this time more passionate, all your senses were overpowered by the feeling of pure ecstasy, running out of breathe you pulled away again. Then Dazai suddenly whispers in your ear " Don't you think we have postponed our first night for quiet a long time~ "

[tojifile]

Dazai Osamu: The Protector

Genre: Romance / fluff

1. Happy birthday mistress.. (Masterlist)

(´-﹏-`；) PM!Dazai x f!reader inspired by Dangerously Yours The Highwayman

A young, intelligent, strong, and insightful woman; the daughter of a wealthy and powerful man. You were always kept in the safety of your mansion, there, you studied the Arts, Music, Literature, Culture, History Science, Maths, and so much more.

You were skilled in a lot of activities although you had a frail and sickly body. From time to time your father would let you outside the mansion but you must always be accompanied by a bodyguard and a butler.

The bodyguard would have to be trained in martial arts and weaponry while the butler had to be medically trained and be able to fulfill your every request. Your father only hired from the best. He loved you a lot and wanted to give you all the finest things in life; in exchange you were obedient and loved your father dearly, you were respectful and helpful as well.

Your previous bodyguard and doctor were recently fired for not being able to take care of you properly. They were quite rude to you and to the maids, once your father heard this he made their lives a living hell.

On the morning of your seventeenth birthday you met him, Dazai Osamu. Your father had a lot of connections, one being the Port Mafia, you knew this quite well and had helped the Port Mafia in the past with your intelligence.

Once you got downstairs you were greeted by your father and a young man who seemed to be around your age. The man looked well-put yet disheveled at the same time.

Your father introduced him to you as your new bodyguard. "Good morning mistress. My name is Dazai Osamu, executive of the Port Mafia." The young man spoke nonchalantly. You were a bit surprised that the Port Mafia would send an executive to be your bodyguard but nevertheless you politely bowed and introduced yourself.

Your father was delighted as you introduced yourself "Now come on dear! It's time for your birthday breakfast! Oh I can't believe you're seventeen already!" Your father dramatically exclaimed as he went behind you and gently pushed you to the dining area.

Everyone sat down around the dining table while Dazai stood quietly behind you. The table was filled with various delicacies and all your favorite foods.

It was only you, your father, and the servants who lived in the mansion so the servants would always eat with the both of you. Even if your father was a powerful man he still remained respectful to those who help him.

You stood up and faced Dazai "Dazai-kun.. please, sit down, I insist." You spoke with a soft smile on your face as you pulled the chair next to yours out. Dazai nodded softly and returned the smiled as he sat down. You sat back down and began to eat.

"My dear, Dazai will be accompanying you in town today, unfortunately I can't go with you, I'm sorry dear." Your father softly spoke "it's alright father" you replied with a smile on your face.

"Will you ever hire another butler father?" You asked "I don't think so, Dazai is well versed in your condition, there's no need to be scared my dear." You nodded softly with a smile on your face.

"Ah! Always such a good girl!" Your father happily exclaimed "I can't believe you're seventeen my dear, soon you'll be an adult!" Your father added dramatically. You just smiled fondly at your father as he spoke. Then you noticed Dazai hasn't eaten anything, you faced him "Dazai-kun? Why haven't you eaten anything?" You asked with a concerned tone. "Don't worry mistress, I'll be alright." Dazai replied, he had a soft smile on his face yet it didn't look genuine.

You shook your head softly with a worried expression on your face but you decided not to press on it. You continued eating; once you were finished everyone greeted you. "Happy birthday mistress!" They exclaimed with a smile on their face, you then thanked everyone and helped the maids fix the table.

As you picked some dishes up Dazai put his hand on your shoulder. "Mistress, you shouldn't be doing this." You stopped in your tracks and turned around to face him "I'm quite al-" before you could finish Dazai got the plates in your arms and headed towards the kitchen.

"Dazai-kun.. It's alright.." You softly spoke as you caught up to him. Dazai ignored you and put the dishes in the sink. You sighed softly and walked up the stairs with Dazai closely following behind.

You were hoping to prepare for your trip to town, after all you weren't allowed to go out of the mansion much. You went inside your room then Dazai closed the door behind him as the both of you entered your bedroom.

As per your father's orders your bodyguard had to follow you everywhere, there was not one moment that you could be alone. It felt a bit excessive but you understood where your father was coming from.

The room had an extravagant amount of books, beautiful paintings and a large walk-in closet with beautiful outfits. There was a large canopy bed in the midst of all the beautiful chaos and a large window nook. The room looked as if it were pulled from a western victorian painting.

You happily opened your closet and chose an outfit. Dazai watched your every move carefully, he was intrigued by your mannerisms and how your presence filled each corner of the room. He stayed silent as he admired you from afar.

You went into the bathroom, Dazai then stood by the door, making sure you were safe. After half an hour you finished taking a shower, you came out with your outfit on and your hair neatly kept "Dazai-kun I'm ready to go!" You spoke happily and in response Dazai nodded softly. Your sweet scent filled the atmosphere and your graceful movements weren't overlooked by his gaze.

Dazai held your arm as you walked down the stairs, making sure you wouldn't fall down. You then said goodbye to your father. You then got in the car that was in front of the mansion, ready to take you both to the main area of Yokohama.

You fell asleep during the car ride, your head was on Dazai's shoulder and he gently wrapped one arm around your waist to keep you in place.

After an hour you arrived at a restaurant in the center of Yokohama. Dazai gently tapped your shoulder "Mistress, we're here." He spoke softly. You slowly opened your eyes. Once you realized your head was on his shoulder and his arm was around your waist you blushed then lifted your head "I'm sorry!" You apologetically exclaimed as you looked away.

Dazai shook his head softly "It's quite alright mistress. I do not mind." He reassured you. He then helped you get out of the car "thank you.." you spoke nervously "You're welcome mistress." He replied.

You both enter the restaurant, this was supposed to be a father-daughter lunch but alas your father had business to tend to. You were greeted by the workers and you politely bowed back. "Ahh, happy birthday mistress, you're a bit early for your reservation, it's only 10:56 and your reservation is at 12:00." The woman at the counter spoke politely. "Oh, my apologies, thank you for your greeting and we'll come back later." You softly spoke.

"Oh mistress, will you be needing another seat for the gentleman?" The woman asked, pertaining to Dazai. You shook your head softly "No thank you, the reservation is for him and I." The woman seemed a bit shocked as you spoke. "Is there a problem?" You asked with a concerned tone "N.. No! Not at all mistress." The woman nervously replied. "Great then! We'll be back around 11:50!" You happily replied as you walked out of the restaurant.

You walked around the bustling streets of Yokohama while Dazai followed closely behind you. As you walked you felt a bit cold, Dazai noticed and he draped the coat of his suit around your shoulders. "T.. thank you.." you spoke as your cheeks started to heat up.

After a while of walking you came across your father's local shop. Although the items were luxurious there were a few local shops your father owned that had more affordable items. You were the face of each shop, you appeared in billboards and magazines all over Japan.

The main business your father had were luxurious clothing lines. You would often wear them and go to photoshoots, it was one of the few occasions you were allowed to leave the mansion.

You admired the items in your father's shop through the window. "Would you like to go in, mistress?" Dazai asked, you shook your head with a soft smile on your face. You then started walking again.

After a few more minutes of walking around aimlessly Dazai spoke "Mistress, it's nearing 11:50 we should go back to the restaurant now." You turned around to face him, the soft smile never leaving your face. You nodded softly and walked with him back to the restaurant.

"Welcome back mistress, your table will be ready in 10 minutes." The woman behind the counter spoke. You nodded softly in response. Dazai and your father were communicating every hour, Dazai messaged him about your whereabouts, how you were feeling, and what you were doing.

After 10 minutes a waiter came and lead you to your seats. Dazai pulled your chair out and sat you down like a gentleman. He then sat on his own chair, in front of you. Your father had pre-ordered your food. The food was served as soon as you were sat down.

"Thank you for the meal!" You thanked the waiter before eating. You then noticed Dazai wasn't eating anything again "Dazai-kun.. are you alright..?" You asked with a worried tone. "I'll be alright mistress, please eat without me." He reassured you with a calm tone.

You just felt more worried but you didn't push it any further. You continued to eat, you tried to finish all that you can but there was still a bit more left. Dazai still hasn't eaten anything. You sighed as you started to feel full, you got the food wrapped and you thanked the chef "It's always a pleasure to have you here mistress." the chef says every time.

Dazai held the food you had wrapped as you walked around the streets of Yokohama. You silently walked with a soft smile on your face. You turned back to him; walking backwards as you smiled. You turned back but as you did you lost your balance and was about to hit the ground until Dazai swiftly caught you with his unoccupied arm "Ah mistress! Already falling for me I see!" He teased. Your face began to heat up as he helped you stand straight.

You didn't respond to his teasing, you just looked down, feeling embarassed as you walked. Sometimes Dazai was nonchalant and sometimes he was flirty. He put an arm on your shoulder to make sure you wouldn't fall again since you weren't looking where you were going.

You both walked around Yokohama silently with his arm still on your shoulder. You couldn't deny the fact that Dazai was attractive and the way he spoke and acted around you made you feel like a swarm of butterflies resided in your stomach. His presence made you feel comfortable and happy even with the deafening silence that propped itself between the both of you.

After a while of walking you decided to go to the park. Dazai bought you some ice cream and you both sat on the bench. You looked tried looking anywhere else, just not him. The ice cream did a decent enough job at distracting you from the butterflies in your stomach, you just hoped that they drowned in the ice cream. "Mistress, am I making you feel uncomfortable?" He asked, feeling a bit concerned. You shook your head but you still didn't face him. He put an arm around your shoulder once again; bringing you closer to him.

"Would you like to eat the food now? We can eat it here on the bench, like a little picnic. Would you like that mistress?" He asked. "Only if you eat with me." You replied with a soft pouty tone. Dazai let out a small chuckle "Is that an order mistress?" He teased "yes, now it is." He smiled in response, he fixed up the food neatly on his lap and yours. "Thank you.." You whispered underneath your breath.

Dazai had a faint smile plastered on his face as you ate together. After some time you both finished eating, Dazai threw the disposables in a nearby bin. He then noticed a smudge on your face, he gently held your chin with his fingers, making you face him. Your gaze met his and he had a smug smile plastered on his face. He wiped the smudge on your face with his thumb.

You felt an all-too-familiar heat rise up on your cheeks. You removed your chin from his grasp and looked away, feeling embarassed, Dazai chuckled in response. "Mistress, would you like me to call the car now?" He asked and you nodded in response.

Dazai called the car and in a few minutes it arrived at the park. It was around 18:48 when you both got in the car. On the way to the mansion there was heavy traffic, which was unusual. You all sat in traffic for two hours with your head on his shoulder as you peacefully slept he then slipped one hand to your waist holding you close to him.

You arrived at the mansion at around 21:53, you wouldn't wake up when Dazai gently tapped your shoulder so he picked you up and carried you like a princess to your room. "Thank you Dazai." Your father spoke as Dazai was walking up the stairs with your sleeping body in his arms. Dazai nodded softly in response.

He brought some maids into your room to change your clothes he turned around as they changed you. Once they were done the maids left Dazai then tucked you in and he looked at you fondly as he sat on the chair beside your bed. "Happy birthday mistress.." He whispered softly as he watched you peacefully drift into your dreams.

Author's notes:

I thought of this type of story randomly. I myself have a condition so it's kinda fun to have this kind of trope. This is just the first chapter, there will be much more, should this be on other platforms as well?

Spontaneous post 06/21/23 22:00PM GMT+8 Philippine Standard Time

[officials-isabella]

~Remarried empress x Teen Dazai Osamu reader~

Kosair had capture Reader and killed the group that reader was working with but he took reader to his sister and Navier decided to adopt reader .

Everyone figured out that reader was one of the Port mafia executive and find out that reader was highly intelligent and reader is suicidal.

Reader became friends with Duke Ergi and help Duke Ergi with his plan without Navier finding out but sadly all things come to a end as the Port Mafia boss sends reader partner to get him.

Warning ⚠️ gore and blood and guns and suicide

Sovieshu

Sovieshu heard from butler and maids that Kosair brought in a child to the empress and he went to see her and meet reader who was being checked on by the royal doctor and a few weeks later Navier asked to adopt reader.

Sovieshu had his royal advisor do a background check on reader and he found a large criminal and he found about reader ability and he was scared .

Sovieshu was having trouble figuring out a problem in the kingdom and reader overheard and point out a solution leaving Sovieshu and his royal advisor shock .

Sovieshu heard from talks around the castle that reader had met Duke Ergi and become close and that reader was being friendly with Rashta which was strange to him but he didn't have time as he was busy ( planning his own divorce ).

Sovieshu was with his advisor and Navier when one of the maids rush in and told them that something happened to reader and he followed the servants and found Rashta looks at reader who was in the bathtub with cuts on his arms and dripping down his arm as the butler rush to get reader out ( of course reader survive ).

Reader would go with Navier of course but this happened while Navier was being trapped in her parents house and he witnessed his knights being shot by a bullet and see a boy who had red around him in a dangerous Aura " where is reader he comes back to us and I really need him " said chuuya who stare at sovieshu with a sinister look.

Navier

Navier met reader when Kosiar was dragging reader behind him while reader was crying ( reader was acting so he could escape ) and Navier listen as Kosair explained while looking at reader and she was worried because of the bandages and worry about his talk of suicide.

Navier did a background check and found a lot on reader and found a large criminal record and she found out about reader ability and she was shocked and talked to reader about it.

Navier was struggling with a problem with in the empire and reader looked at the file and figure out what to do and told Navier what to do reader told Navier and Navier smile at him and pat his head and later on reader told her about Rashta and sovieshu plan even before sovieshu begin to think about it.

Navier saw that reader become close to Duke ergi and she was happy that reader made a friend and she didn't know that reader was being friendly with Rashta as reader made sure she didn't found out .

Navier was talking to her lady in waiting when a butler rush in and told her to follow them and she did and she saw reader being taken off a rope and Navier stayed by reader side into he woke up .

Navier was with her parents and reader as she heard a long bang and she saw along with her parents and saw blood of a few knights as they hold off a boy and the boy turn and saw reader hiding behind Navier " Reader come with me it time to go home" said chuuya as he throw knights to a wall and look at reader .

Rashta

Rashta heard from sovieshu that empress Navier adopted a child and she wanted to met reader but Sovieshu told her that she had to wait for a while.

Rashta was listening in on sovieshu talk with his royal advisor about reader criminal record and reader ability and she was scared of reader.

Rashta heard talk from butler that reader was a prodigy child and about how reader helped the emperor and empress with a problem.

Rashta saw that Duke ergi was hanging out with a child and she asked him about it and he introduced reader to Rashta and Rashta was happy that reader wanted to be her friend but she didn't know that reader was acting.

Rashta went to visit reader room and found him in the tub with blood on dripping down his arm and she let out a loud scream and butlers rush in and they got the reader out of the tub and lead Rashta out of the room.

Rashta was in the garden as she was with Duke ergi who was talking about something and she heard a loud bang and Rashta went to see what happened and she saw Knight on the ground a boy with bullets floating around him " where is he reader come out now it time to come back" said chuuya who look at her .

Heinrey

Heinry met reader at the new year ball and he realized that was the child his queen adopted and he went to introduce himself and reader talked to him and reader told him to dance with Navier when reader saw that Navier was upset.

Heinry was in his bird form as Navier read reader criminal record and reader ability and he was shocked and he felt proud.

Heinry was in his bird form as reader looked at him and Navier went out of room and reader tap his head and he went back to human form and reader look at him with a smudge look " i knew it "

Heinry read a letter from Duke Ergi saying he met reader who was helping him with his plan and he wanted to keep Reader and heinry laugh at him .

Heinry was in his bird form and he was flying close to reader room and he saw reader holding a handful of medicine and he went to reader room and stopped him before anything happened " There was no need to try that " heinry grab the medicine.

Heinry was with Navier and reader showed them the castle and he heard a loud bang and heinry look at the door and he saw a boy on top of one of the guards and the boy looked up at them " there you are it time to come back to your partner".

Kosair

Kosiar was standing in front of dead body and he looked at reader who was staring at him with blink face as reader figured that Kosiar would win and Kosiar put his sword down " how are old are you" reader look at him " I'm 16 " and Kosiar picked up reader and throw him over his shoulder and he took reader to his sister .

Kosiar had looked into reader background and he found out about reader's criminal record and reader ability and he was not shocked at all and he was very proud.

Kosair was sword training with reader and he saw that reader was a fast learner and he ask reader a few tricky questions and he was happy that reader got them right.

Kosair was shocked when he found out that reader was friends with Duke ergi but he was okay with them friends as long none is hurt and he didn't know about Rashta .

Kosiar was with his sister and he was talking about something into a maid rush in and told them to follow them and Kosair followed them and Kosiar saw reader on the floor as the doctor did CPR on him and Kosiar along with navier stayed by reader side into he woke up .

Kosiar was with Navier while they were looking around the castle and they heard a loud bang and Kosiar grabbed his sword and he rushed to the noise and he saw a boy with red around him " where is he where is reader "

Egri

Duke ergi had met reader while he was walking towards Rashta room and he introduced himself and he and reader began to become friends and he wrote to heinry and he offered reader to help him to be friends.

Duke ergi did a little digging and found out about reader criminal record and reader ability and he was very interested.

Ergi heard rumors about reader helping emperor and empress and Ergi was walking with reader as he told reader his plan and reader help him by pointing out the flaws .

Duke ergi knew that everyone saw that he was becoming close with reader and he didn't mind as reader was cool in his eyes and reader helped him trick Rashta

Duke ergi was in his room as he was sitting down and thinking about next steps of his plan and Rashta walked in with an upset expression and he told her explain what is wrong with her and he told her what she saw and Ergi become serious and he went to check on reader .

Ergi was walking around the castle and he heard noise and went to investigate it and he saw a few knights on the ground and he saw a boy with a red aura and the boy looked at him " Do you know where is my partner"

[autumnywinter]

Masterlist

New works below

Degrees of Lewdity:

Harper x Reader (NSFW featuring afab reader)

Genshin Impact:

Ayato, Baizhu, Kaeya, Kaveh, and Wriothesley as yandere exes (short headcanons)

Baizhu x Reader (short kidnapping fic)

Pantalone x Reader (NSFW, AFAB reader)

Hazbin Hotel:

Vox x Reader (reader escapes)

Stardew Valley:

Elliott x Reader (yandere headcanons)

Elliott x Reader (NSFW featuring gender neutral reader)

Elliott x Reader (finding out he's a yandere)

Older works below

Bungou Stray Dogs:

Chuuya x Reader (kitsune chuuya)

Dazai x Reader (reader trained to act like a house-spouse)

Dazai x Reader (sick reader)

Dazai x reader (kitsune dazai)

Castlevania:

Alucard x Reader (platonic + parental alucard)

Alucard x Reader (platonic + parental)

Fire Emblem: Three Houses:

Dimitri x Reader (failed escape)

Genshin Impact:

Childe x Reader (childe messing with you)

Diluc x Reader (maid reader)

Kaeya x Reader x Xiao (headcanons)

Venti x Reader (reader avoiding venti)

Zhongli x Reader (caged reader)

My Hero Academia:

Aizawa x Reader x Hizashi (after kidnapping)

Bakugo x Reader (failed escape attempt)

Bakugo x Reader (failed escape attempt pt 2)

Dabi x Reader (king of underworld dabi)

Hawks x Reader (failed escape attempt)

Hawks x Reader (staying at Hawks' place during a snowstorm)

Hawks x Reader (reader is afraid of the dark)

Shinso x Reader (cecaelia shinso)

Mystic Messenger:

Jumin x Reader (maid reader)

The Arcana:

Julian x Reader (julian being possessive and insecure)

Julian x Reader (reader who gets into trouble)

Lucio x Reader (lucio being lucio)

[iheartz4starzz]

"ੈ✩₊˚ OPPOSITES ATTRACT~

"ੈ✩₊˚ — 15! dazai x fem! reader (royal au)

SYNOPSIS: Prince Dazai is bored as he sits in the royal garden. His curiosity peeks when he hears a rustle in the tree leaves. Who might that be?

NOTE: first one shot, and i've been distracted for more than 5 times. enjoy this mess of a one shot. <33

AFTER DIPPING HIS pointer and middle finger into the cold waters of the architectural fountain in the royal gardens, he then drew little doodles with his damp fingers on the concrete ledge. Prince Dazai sighed in dismay as he picked up his head and looked around the beautiful garden, observing the abundant and fragrant flowers that had just bloomed as it swayed with the springtime breeze.

Although the enjoyment of plants and other forms of nature were pleasing to guests who came to visit, it wasn't enough to satisfy the boredom of the prince.

Much to the Dazai's boredom, his curiosity was struck when he heard a rustle in the large oak tree, which made a few leaves gracefully fall from the branches and onto the grass. Dazai picked up his head and gazed at the tree, spotting to find if there was a small critter in the branches.

Dazai did not see anything, but yet the trees leaves kept shaking, peeking his curiosity. The prince had decided to walk towards the tree and investigate further. When Dazai looked up into the trees leaves and branches, he tipped over and stumbled onto the healthy green grass with a small gasp when a girl about his age dropped down from the branches, startling him unintentionally.

"Oh, hiya Prince Dazai!" The girl greeted her prince with a bright smile and waved at him, a slight warmth growing on her cheeks from being active.

Dazai gazed at the girl in front of him that somewhat acted like an animal in his opinion. [E/c] eyes and [s/c] skin that had specks of dirt sticking to her cheeks, [h/c] hair that was tied into a ponytail and had a few leaves sitting in it, and not to mention the dirty clothes that she was wearing, which did not seem to be sewn with the finest material.

Dazai could easily tell this girl was a peasant, a commoner. Or in a more positive way, a residence from the village.

Compared the newly dubbed peasant girl, Dazai was much more cleaner and had clothing that was obviously skillfully sewn with the finest material in the land.

The prince's eyebrows furrowed at the girl who acted so casual with him. Who does she think she's talking to? As a lady, she should act more respectful with proper etiquette towards the prince who is next in line to the throne of the kingdom.

Dusting himself off, the prince stood up tall and cleared his throat. "What are you doing here in the royal garden... peasant?" he asked, hesitating in a way as he looked at the girl in a judgmental way. "A lowlife commoner like you wouldn't be in an elegant place like this."

The girl pulled herself back up onto the branch so she was sitting upright and jumped down, landing in front of the prince with a crunch from the leaves under her feet. "I help my mother with cleaning in the palace. But since she doesn't need my assistance right now, she suggested to go explore in the gardens!"

Dazai hummed in response and held his hands behind his back, seeing that the girl didn't take his insult personally. "I see, so you're the maids daughter. And how may I address you, miss peasant?"

"The name's [Name]!" [Name] exclaimed in a pep tone, raising her hand up as if she was called on the teacher to introduce herself to the classroom. [Name] then stuck out her hand, expecting for the prince to shake her hand.

Before [Name] could speak up again, her [e/c] eyes widened in surprise, a pink hue of blush spread across her cheeks, and a bead of sweat dripped down her forehead as she watched as Dazai took her hand gently, raising it up to his lips and placing a light kiss on the back of [Name]'s hand.

"W-What are you doing?!" [Name] yelled in a flustered way, snatching her hand back and holding it, as if Dazai gave her hand a disease.

Dazai raised an eyebrow and dropped his arm, tilting his head to the side in confusion. "Just a gesture of politeness, is it not? To kiss a ladies hand when you greet them? That's what my etiquette instructor had explained to me."

[Name] looked down at the back of her hand where Dazai had kissed it and blushed, laughing awkwardly and giving the prince a crooked smile. [Name] rubbed the back of her neck in embarrassment, understanding how differently her and Dazai were taught how to greet one another.

"Ah, I see..." [Name] trailed off and averted her gaze away from Dazai. "Sorry, it's just that people in the village usually greet each other with a friendly handshake!"

[Name] gazed back at the prince and smiled brightly, taking his hand and connected it with hers, then shaking it positively. The prince blushed at the sudden actions of the peasant girl who acted so kind and casual with him. Her burst of energy overwhelmed Dazai, but oddly made him feel comfortable with her.

Dazai nodded in response to [Name]s explanation, retracted his hand, and dusted it off. "Uhm, right. Changing the subject, may I ask for your age, miss [Name]?"

"I'm 14!" [Name] beamed with a bright smile. "By the way, you don't need to call me miss. It makes me feel old," [Name] giggled lightly to herself.

"Understood." Dazai firmly spoken and rubbed his arm, his gaze falling to floor, unsure about what to say next.

"So... do you wanna be friends?" [Name] suggested out of the blue in such a nonchalant way. Dazai's eyes widened to [Name]'s request. It had been a very long period of time in which Dazai had a real friend. Ever since his mother had died from an illness, his father prohibited Dazai to go outside of palace grounds since then.

Hesitantly after a moment of thinking, Dazai answered [Name]. "Sure..."

[Name] squealed in excitement and was just about to attack Dazai in a bone crushing hug when she heard a voice call out for the princes name. [Name] looked over Dazai's shoulder, spotting one of his many butlers searching for him.

"Oh, it's Hirotsu..." Dazai mumbled to himself while pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance. He then sighed and walked towards his butler.

"Ah, Master Dazai. Your father is requesting for your presence." Hirostu informed Dazai with a slight bow in respect. Dazai nodded and followed Hirotsu to the palace large doors. Before Dazai entered, he gazed over his shoulder, waving to [Name] before walking inside. [Name] smiled back at Dazai and returned his wave, although it was more energetic than his.

As Dazai walked with Hirotsu through the palace halls, you could only notice a faint smile tugging on the corner of his lips. Perhaps the prince grew a fondness towards the commoner who's called [Name].

And so the story begins of a friendship (or maybe more?) of the prince and the peasant girl. Dazai, who has been confined in the palace walls most of his life with the addition of more grand, rich, and lavishing lifestyle, and a stoic, blunt personality. [Name], who has lived in the village her whole life and struggles to help provide with her mother. Despite the dirt on her shoes, her energetic and happy personality could always keep Dazai and others hopeful and entertained.

Although the two are complete polar opposites, they say that opposites attract, am I right?

[rokuginsblog]

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park jimin

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kim taehyung

crazy for you | kth

bicker (s)

enemy (s)

tunnel vision

maybe i do

no kisses (s)

if its not you

jeon jungkook

after last night 

the lucky one

jujutsu kaisen

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sukuna

tattooartist!sukuna

bully!sukuna

clubbouncer!sukuna

pregnant with bully!sukuna

sukuna falling in love

the tyrant (ii)

ex-convict!sukuna

yandere!sukuna

jock!sukuna

gojo

lovesick!gojo

bully!gojo&geto

pregnant with bully!gojo&geto

baby trapping vol.2

trustfundbaby!gojo

postbreakup!gojo

finals week with gojo

gojo x cam!yn

college!gojo

ex-husband gojo

geto

baby trapping vol.2

bully!gojo&geto

pregnant with bully!gojo&geto 

piercer!suguru

frat-boy!geto

jealous!geto

toji

toji doesn't understand personal space

ex-boyfriend!toji

mma!toji fushiguro x reader

mafia!tojifushiguro

roommate!toji

mr. and mrs. fushiguro, toji fushiguro

collegeboy!toji

yakuza!toji

arrangedmarriage!toji

debtcollector!toji

unholy (s)

attack on titan 

eren

collegeboy!eren

collegeboy!eren

nerd!eren

bully!eren

connie

connie hates your bf

｡ﾟ･ɞ feelings run deep - connie springer

jean

jean x fem!reader

demon slayer

being your biggest supporters for your streams

rengoku

rengoku x maid!fem!reader

sanemi

arrangedmarriage!sanemi

gyutaro

yandere!gyutaro

tokyo revengers 

dazai 

drunk!dazai&chuuya

chuuya

drunk!dazai&chuuya

sanzu

sanzu x reader

lookism

samuel seo

ego season

steamy sensation

eugene

eugene x reader

eugene x you (engaged)

ryuhei

ryuhei x reader

[bleachification]

a painting’s ire - dazai

+ dazai x f!reader (fantasy au)

+ this is chapter FOUR of: all that glitters is not gold (pls read the prologue and previous chapters first or you will be very lost!!)

+ author’s note: i tried to keep it gender neutral but some of the dialogue/titles required pronouns so im sorry :((

(special thanks to my beta reader wayna @ladyofpandemonium <3)

“Are you ready, Your Highness?”

You recognize the voice calling out from behind your shut doors. Chief Minister Kunikida awaits you on the other side.

A bit puzzled, you hesitate. The pause is all your maid needs to cut in and exclaim: “We still need a minute, sir!”

We do? You think to yourself. The girl has truly outdone herself. Staring back at you in the mirror is a version of yourself that has not come to surface for far too long. Your hair is glossy and silken to the touch, and the makeup she applied seems to be made for you—made to grace your features and bring them to light. The clothes she has chosen for you after much deliberation fit you like a glove, and only add to your striking appearance. The fabric pools off of you in some spots, and clings to your skin in others—the color itself is, as explained by the maid, a deliberate choice. It is custom for the guest of honor to wear white at any imperial event. 

With a final puff of powder to your nose, she backs away, satisfied. 

“Thank you…” you pause, a slight sense of guilt surfacing, “I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch your name.”

The maid gives you a strange smile, almost like she is amused. But at what?

A short knock at the door stops you from asking. With a huff, you make your way to it and open it with a little more attitude than required. Kunikida doesn’t react—doesn’t even  blink—like the statue that he is. 

“Chief Minister, I am surprised to see you here.”

“As am I,” he replies dryly. 

You raise a brow.

“It was not originally I who was meant to escort you. That honour belonged to General Yukichi Fukuzawa,” he mutters almost regretfully.

You stick your head into the hallway and scan both sides, backing up with a frown when you see that it is empty, “Then where is he?”

“For reasons unknown to me or anyone sane, I would wager, His Majesty came marching into the office not too long ago and demanded that I take General Fukuzawa’s spot. He declared that General Fukuzawa was forbidden to be your escort to the welcome banquet. I tried to persuade His Majesty otherwise, I really did, but…” Kunikida grimaces, as if reliving an unpleasant memory.

“But what?”

Kunikida sighs, “He threatened to increase my overtime to threefold.”

You feign a cough to cover your laugh, “Ah. A slave to the corporation, I see.”

“I do make money,” Kunikida points out. You don’t doubt it. Every ounce of his demeanour exudes wealth—from his custom-tailored clothing, platinum-rimmed glasses, and impeccable grooming, down to the very air he carries himself with. No one would mistake him as anything but nobility.

“But do you…” you point at his dark circles, “sleep?”

He looks away, bored and irritated at the same time, “Not since overtime was implemented.”

You blink. “Right. Anyway—”

A clattering sound behind you makes both of you turn to the source of the commotion. Your maid is bent over, scrambling to pick up the basket of cosmetics that has just tumbled to the floor. She freezes as she catches your eyes on her. 

“Uh… oops?”

Kunikida pops up behind you, neck craning to see. At the sight of your maid, he narrows his eyes. “Yosano?”

“Damn it, Kunikida,” she hisses. Yosano shoves the rest of the pots and assortment of objects back into the basket in her arms before straightening and shooting the Chief Minister a glare that could kill. 

You look at her. Then, you look at Kunikida. Then, back at Yosano. 

“What am I missing?”

“Yosano, what in heaven’s name are you doing here?” Kunikida asks. You have never seen him so exasperated—or showing so much emotion. 

The strange woman huffs and rolls her eyes, “I swear, must you ruin all of the fun? I was merely helping–”

Kunikida turns a concerning shade of pink, “You are parading around our guest of honor’s room like that of a court jester! Show some decorum–”

“Me?!”

You hear a snap somewhere in your mind. Stepping between the two bickering adults, you smile, though not so warmly. “Pardon my intrusion, but will someone explain the situation? Now.” 

There is no room for a please. You are much too irritated for it. 

Kunikida pauses his berating and turns to you with a flat expression–as always. Yosano, on the other hand, only crosses her arms and gives you an innocent smile. You are unsure of what to think of such an eccentric girl. She must be someone important if she has the nerve and ability to cross words with Kunikida. 

“Your Highness, meet Yosano. Also known as Dr. Yosano Akiko, the royal physician,” Kunikida introduces with a wave of his hand. 

You stare at Dr. Yosano. Cropped hair, clothes of a servant, and an air of capriciousness make up the person before you—none that are traits usually attached to a traditional doctor. All the ones you used to see back in the Northern Empire were fickle old men who seemed more concerned with filling their pockets than their patients’ wellbeing. 

She curtsies, mischief gleaming in her eyes, “Nice to formally greet you, Your Highness.”

“I am not sure I can say the same, Dr. Yosano,” you muse. 

She only laughs, “That is alright. But—oh, lord, look at the time. Come on, then! Hurry off!” 

Before you understand what is happening, you and Kunikida are pushed outside by the surprisingly strong doctor. She slams the bedroom door in your face. Your bedroom door. 

“She is…”

“Bizarre? Abnormal? Stark raving mad?” Kunikida suggests. 

You nod subconsciously, “Different. I was going to say different.”

As you walk down the palace hallways, you can’t help but notice the echoing clacks of your heels against the tiled floor. And in this open silence, with nothing but your own steps to fill it, you find yourself drawn to the oil paintings lining the walls. Four steel frames, curved into various antique shapes, house portraits of familiar faces. The paintings are hung high above your head and the eyes of their subjects gaze upon you from above, looking down at you with regal disdain. 

The first is of an older woman with sharp features and an elegant disposition. Her long black hair falls far past her shoulders and is adorned with a diamond crown. It is the only brightly-colored part of the artwork. 

The second painting is of a man whose features are harsh with age and brittled with temperament. His commanding stare pierces through you, and you have to suppress a shiver at the emptiness behind it. If there is ever a person to fear, it would be him. 

Third is perhaps the most heartbreaking. It is of a young, dark-haired girl that is not even five years of age. The painter captures her mid-laugh as she is held up in the air by the arms of another, holding tightly onto the rabbit plush in her arms. A beautiful child who succumbed to plague before even coming of age. The sight of her makes your throat knot, but it is the fourth painting that stops you in your tracks.

“Your Highness?”

You faintly register Kunikida next to you wondering why on earth you’ve frozen to the floor, but his voice does nothing to dissuade you. 

The final painting is of a young child as well, but he is visibly older than the girl. You would wager he is somewhere around fifteen years old. He is sitting on a stool, hands folded in his lap, back ramrod straight. The expression on his face is not one that a child should ever make—he looks as if the weight of the world has just fallen onto his shoulders. Dazai’s vacant eyes stare back at you. 

“Your Highness!” 

Kunikida’s voice tears you from your thoughts and you blink, the fog clearing from your mind. 

“Sorry, I–I was…”

The Chief Minister only spares you a wary glance before looking away, “We should get going. His Majesty is waiting.”

You take a deep breath before falling into step next to him, “Why do you address Dazai as ‘His Majesty’, but me with the lower title? Am I not wed to your king?”

Kunikida quickens his pace, “His Majesty’s coronation is not until tomorrow evening. For all formal purposes, ‘Highness’ is the correct title. As for why we address him differently, that is because of the blood oath undertaken by the royal lineage. From the moment of the late king’s passing, His Majesty Dazai was king, with or without coronation.”

“The blood oath?”

He pauses. “Ah… my tongue seems to be looser than my mind. Forgive me, I have spoken too freely.”

You frown, unsatisfied by the bait he has just dangled before you, “You cannot just move on from that as if you said nothing.”

Kunikida does not budge, “If you inquire to learn more, you can only seek to ask His Majesty. Although, in truth, I would advise against it. Some things are meant to be kept secret.”

How curious. “Even from the person he married?” 

Kunikida’s expression turns serious—more so than usual, “Especially then.”

You open your mouth to reply, but you are halted by another person’s arrival. Kunikida immediately dips into a bow as Dazai strides over from a hallway to the left, stopping just in front of a large entryway barred by two arching steel doors. Two knights dressed in formal garb stand on each end, unmoving. They bow as well. 

“Sire.”

Dazai nods in greeting to Kunikida before turning his eyes to you. The king stands before you in a perfectly tailored suit, one with red accents and a black base. A thick, matching fur coat is slung over his shoulders. It makes him seem even taller than usual and only adds to his authority. 

“You look…” 

You wait as he takes you in. His eyes never leave yours as he breathes out: “You look like you belong on the throne.”

“It is mine after all. Though not acquired through my own merit,” you note with a hint of bitterness.

“That does not make you any less worthy.”

You square your shoulders and step forward, ready to face the masses, “I am well aware.”

Dazai holds out his arm for you to take. You peer down and hesitate for a slight moment before relenting and resting your hand in the crook of his arm. His muscles tense under your touch. You pretend not to notice.

“Are you ready?”

“Of course…” your grip tightens imperceptibly, “I understand my duty.”

“As do I.”

The doors open before you and, as you step over the threshold, you can’t help but become aware of the stark coolness of metal against your bare skin. 

✧ ˚ 　· 　　 . 　  

The world explodes into symphony, and a thousand shining arrows spill from the glass ceiling as rays of starlight, raining down upon the hundreds of people awaiting you beneath the entrance stairway. A velvet carpet as red as freshly drawn blood guides your path towards the dais at the back of the ballroom. It is a large crystal platform that holds two seats. They are of equal size, design, and color. The two thrones are crafted from molten gold and precision-cut diamond, cushioned with the highest-quality silk, and embellished with the kingdom’s crest that sits at the very spot where a crown would be if someone were to occupy the seat. 

The orchestra does not pause its performance when the Master of Ceremonies begins his booming introduction—only lowers its volume so as not to cause distractions.

“Here enters His Royal Highness, Dazai Osamu, The Sun of the Kingdom, Lord of Lesser Divinity, and the future King of Yokohama.”

Dazai steps forward into the light and the crowd erupts in cheers, completely suppressing the music playing in the background.   

You take a deep breath before doing the same.

“Here enters our guest of honour: Her Royal Highness, Y/N L/N, the future Queen of Yokohama.”

The claps that follow are not silent by any means, but they do not quite produce the same enthusiasm and reverence that Dazai commanded. There is a line of wariness that they draw, and you will need to perform well—not only tonight but furthermore—in order to cross it. 

Hundreds of eyes are upon you. Some curious, others skeptical. The select few that bear patronage will be the ones to look out for. 

The reception is lavish, to say the least. There are rows and rows of tables on the right side of the banquet hall. Each one is loaded with delicacies and champagne towers. Waiters line the other side of the room, all holding a tray filled with wine flutes and passed hors d'oeuvres. In the middle are Dazai's guests: attendees from all walks of nobility—dukes, marchionesses, military leaders, and politicians, among others—reveling in the spirit of the party.

Chandeliers sparkle above and whispers float through the air as you make your way to your seats at the forefront of it all. Hand in arm, Dazai keeps in step with you and the two of you sit yourselves in your respective seats. You are again looking down at everything. It is a feeling that you are unaccustomed to, yet comfortable with. 

Dazai holds a palm up and the room falls silent. 

“To our dear guests gathered here today, I would like to express my gratitude. Tonight is a celebration of change—of a new light. Tonight, our nation shall welcome a new monarch. Tonight… we shall bear witness to an epoch of peace.”

The crowd dips into a bow, like a receding wave on a crystal beach. As they draw themselves up, you can feel stares upon you once again. 

You tilt your chin up and level your gaze. If they are searching for something to scrutinize, they will be sorely disappointed. 

You hear Dazai let out a sharp breath once the music resumes and the spotlight is off of you two for the moment . You don’t realize how tightly you have been gripping the arms of your throne until you peer down and see how your knuckles have turned white. You consciously release your iron grip. 

“How are you holding up?” Dazai asks. 

You keep your gaze on the dinner service—which is now in full swing—as you answer him, “What makes you believe I wouldn’t be?”

Dazai pauses, then lets out another breath, this time in the form of a sigh. 

“It is a simple yes or no question, Y/N.”

You are led to the head of the tables and seated. Waiters trickle out from the sides and set down plates of food and glasses full of decade-aged wine in front of you and Dazai. You look over to him and say, “It is never simple with you, Your Majesty.”

“I am merely making sure you are comfortable,” he replies. 

“Why? Do you love me?”

Dazai makes a strangled noise, “What?!” 

“It is a simple yes or no question, Your Majesty.” 

Another strangled noise. 

“Would you like some water?” You beckon a waiter over, but Dazai puts his hand up and motions him away. 

Dazai covers his face with a palm and mumbles, “Why would you ask that?”

“Why would I not? You act as though you do.” You shift in your seat so that your body is tilted towards him, “So, do you?”

“Do I love you?”

You nod and he looks away for a moment, gathering his thoughts. For a second, you think he might not answer you, but when he does, it catches you off guard. 

“I do not love you.” He says it so quietly, you almost don’t process it. 

“You… don’t?” 

“Y/N, I cannot even trust you. Even now, you hide a blade beneath your clothes, awaiting a moment of weakness. I have learned not to be weak in front of you.”

Liquid ice flows through your veins. You have never felt so unprepared—so stripped of your own courage. 

How… how? How did he—?!

A sudden sharp violin note startles you from your stupor and you quickly calm your swirling panic. Laughter ebbs and flows, a contrast to the tension crackling in the air around you.

You inhale sharply and ball your hands into fist, tightening until you can feel the bite of your own nails against your skin. 

“Whatever might you mean, Your Majesty?” You commend yourself for your stable tone. 

Dazai looks at you with a strange expression and replies, “Let’s not play this game, Y/N. Let’s not run circles around each other, pretending to be oblivious in order to preserve some form of dignity. Forget dignity. You want me dead and for good reason.”

You tilt your head slightly, and bring your face closer—until you are mere inches away from him.

There is fire in your eyes and venom in your words as you spit out: “Death is more mercy than you could ever deserve. The only thing preventing me from drawing my weapon is simply the fact that you are more useful alive at the moment, though that sentiment could change in an instant. Do not, for a second, think that I am on your side. You burned that bridge well over a decade ago. You have no right to love me.” 

Dazai’s expression shutters and he leans away. The picture-perfect king is back, and any presence of unnecessary emotions has been wiped clean from his person. 

“What I feel for you is another thing entirely. I do apologize if I misled you,” he says. 

A sense of… something washes over you. Relief? No—something more. It is not unpleasant. If anything, his confession makes what you plan to do much easier. 

“I’m glad,” you reply dryly. 

Dazai doesn’t answer. 

“I am curious though, you say you don’t love me–”

“I did say that, yes,” he interrupts flatly. Dazai’s knife scrapes against the porcelain as he aggressively cuts into his steak. You take a bit of your own meal, the succulent meat tasting of cardboard. You blame it on the anxiety rolling in your stomach. 

“Then why do you make it seem as though you do? Your interest and actions toward me are not how one treats a stranger. Even a blind man could see that.” You are unsure why you keep prodding. Curiosity has always been a vice of yours. 

He blinks in confusion and swallows the last of his dinner before asking, “Y/N, what makes you believe I see you as a stranger?”

You take a sip of wine. It is a bit sour for your taste so you set the glass back down. 

“What makes you assume I am not one?”

At that, Dazai drops the fork he is holding and it clatters against the wooden tabletop. He replies in a soft tone, “From birth into the springs of youth, I had been by your side. Despite our distance, our history still exists. You and I are not strangers. I can never treat you as such.”

He is right. There is a history between you two—one that is too bloody and too steeped in misery to allow you to be strangers. But it will also  never allow you to be anything more than a king and queen—bound only by the ties of duty. 

“I can accept that,” you say. 

Dazai whips his head towards you and echoes, “You can?”

The dishes in front of you are cleared away and replaced with small plates with decadent desserts. You take a bite out of one that looks like a chiffon cake with some sort of lavender cream and candied flowers on top. Delicious. 

“As strangers, the hatred I harbour for you would make no sense. So yes, I can most certainly accept that,” you reply matter-of-factly. 

“You—”

Dazai is cut off by the resounding voice of the Master of Ceremonies. He has just announced the end of dinner service and the beginning of the dance, and subsequently, socialization. 

You stand, ready to make your rounds with the guests, when you feel a warm hand enclosing around your wrist. His grip is not tight enough to hurt, but has enough pressure that it stops you from moving. As if burned, you yank your hand back. The movement startles Dazai and he quickly lets go, a look of regret crossing over his features. 

“Sorry! I’m sorry… I just wanted you to wait a moment,” he explains.

Your jaw tenses, nausea rolling in your stomach as you grit out, “Why?”

“We need to talk. Please, it is important,” he pleads. He looks up at you with a kind of urgency in his eyes that unsettles you. 

“Here? Now?” The timing could not be more off. You faintly register the sounds of music and lively chatter in the background. Many pairs are waltzing underneath the crystal dome, swaying to the orchestra's melody.

“No. I have other matters to attend to and you have your own obligations. Tomorrow night. Will you have dinner with me? We can speak then,” Dazai suggests. 

Every emotional part of you screams at you to refuse—the lingering memory of his touch still makes you itch—but logic overtakes it and rears its head. If what he needs to say is really that important… there is a chance it will be useful to you in the future. 

“I shall see you then.”

Dazai nods and then leaves with Kunikida, who had just appeared with a stack of paperwork and even darker circles under his eyes than when you saw him last. You heard them muttering something about an investigation before disappearing down a side corridor. 

You let out a breath of relief, glad to finally gain some distance. You could barely contain the spite welling up inside you the longer you conversed with him. Just the act of being near him causes the world to tint red.

Not-so-quiet whispers surround you as you make your way to a group of nobles who eagerly await your presence. You keep your guard up, unsure whether to expect excitement or snide remarks. 

There are four of them. To your left is a couple who looks around your age, polite smiles gracing their faces. The man is blonde, and the girl shoulder-to-shoulder with him has shining white locks; both of them are elegant in their own right. On your right, in stark contrast, is an older, middle-aged, pot-bellied man with more hair on his chin than head, and sweat stains pooling underneath his arms. An incredibly expensive-looking platinum watch is fastened onto his plump wrist. His features are scrunched and prominent, reminding you of swine. An even older woman, who you assume to be his mother, hunches behind him, a large feathered hat hiding half of her face. The side you can make out almost makes you do a double take. Ancient is too feeble a word to describe her. The woman is decrepit. You’re shocked she doesn't crumble into ash at the slightest movement. 

“Greetings to Your Royal Highness. May I just say how lovely you look in our kingdom’s ceremonial dress! The color truly is perfect for someone of your sta—Oh my… please, allow me to apologize for such a blunder. My dear mother had gotten me this suit as a gift, and it seems she has forgotten the imperial customs due to her condition. As her eldest son, I could not bear to break her heart by refusing. Surely such a kind individual as yourself can understand and forgive?” 

For a moment you are at a complete loss. Who is this man, why is he spitting into your face the moment you meet him, and what on earth is he blubbering on about?

Then it clicks. His entire outfit is ivory white. From the tie straining against his neck to the polished loafers donning his feet. Head to toe, this stranger is clad in the colors designated to the guest of honor. The very same colors you have been made to wear. 

You merely smile and turn to the couple beside him, both of whom are shooting the man strained looks. The moment your eyes fall on them, they dip into a bow and curtsy. 

“Your Highness. I am—”

“I am Duke Sumida, and this is my mother, the lady of House West—we are of one of the four noble families in Yokohama. We are so delighted to make your acquaintance!” the middle-aged man interrupts. His mother, lady of House West and most definitely not a walking corpse, makes some sort of croaking noise next to her son. 

You take a step back, an absurdly fake grin plastered onto your face as you take in the two who are so eager to gain your attention. 

“Duke Sumida, I ask that you show some decorum. I will greet you in just a moment, after I do the same to the lovely people next to you,” you chastise. 

The duke turns slightly purple. 

“I apologize, Your Highness. However, I am of a duchy while they are mere baron and baroness. Surely, you can discern the priority.”  

Oh, how you wish to put your hands around his wide neck and squeeze. The baron and baroness wear  expressions that reveal they’d like to do the same. 

“While I can—”

The man interrupts again. “It is fascinating how times are changing—seeing as how our esteemed guest of honor is none other than the child of a barbarian. How utterly modern. Back during the previous king’s reign, such a step could seem almost… radical. Of course, I mean no disrespect.”

You must stay calm, cool, and collected. 

“When there is such an inadequate aristocracy, radicalization seems to be the only viable option, no?” You grit out, hoping the smile plastered on your face doesn’t look as psychotic as you feel. 

“Because you are new to the kingdom’s etiquette, I shall let this slip slide. I wouldn’t suggest using such charged language, lest you want to curry misunderstanding. Of course, I am merely looking out for your reputation. We would not want anything to sully it further,” he snorts. 

Calm. Cool. Collected. 

You grip your clothes tighter, mentally forcing your hands to still. 

“I am touched by your concern, but it is unnecessary. For someone of your age, I am sure change is a startling thing to witness, but what is change but a cure to a rotten system? When such archaic norms fall to obsolescence, as they always have and will, there must be a radical thinker capable enough to rebuild it from the ground up. Better, bigger, and stronger,” you argue. 

At that, he drops all pretense of propriety, “Ha! And it shall be you? What a foolish—”

“Who is foolish?” A deep voice rumbles. 

You recognize that tone immediately. 

“General Fukuzawa!”

“Fukuzawa,” you grin.  

The silver-haired soldier regards the duke coolly before turning his attention wholly on you, “Your Highness.”

“If we are to be friends, you can at least call me by my name,” you offer. 

The older man gives you a bemused smile and dips forward so that you are at eye level. 

“How could I possibly?” he replies. 

“Quite easily. Repeat after me—”

“Ahem,” The duke tries to clear his throat but it only ends up sounding like a wet garble. 

You hear a crack in your ears. 

Before you can even comprehend the consequences of what you are about to do, you pluck a wine glass from a passing waiter, walk up to the duke, and tilt the glass so that the crimson liquid spills onto his head and drips down onto his suit, staining it an angry plum shade—much like the current colour of its owner’s face. 

No one moves. No one even dares to draw breath. 

The stunned silence is only broken by the duke’s shriek and a soft chuckle that sounds an awful lot like your new friend. 

“You…!”

“And for the record? Better a barbarian than a sniveling moron who, alongside his senile mother, does not know his place. Do not forget, you may claim a seat at the table, but I take the throne.”

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Chuuya X Reader

Snow White Story

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What you wear

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YOUR POV:  

I am (Y/n) and I live in a small kingdom called Suribachi City. My step mother Isabella who is now the queen after my father passed away. My step mother maid me do chores but it never bothered me. One day I was out and doves came flying towards me as I sang into the wishing well. “I’m wishing (I’m wishing) for the one I love. To find me (to find me) today (today)” as I was distracted singing a man appeared next to me and grabbed my hand and started to sing with me till I jumped and ran into the castle. I looked how from the balcony and the man took his hat off and bowed and said “my name is Chuuya Nakahara” I was gonna tell him my name till I heard my name being called out in a angry tone by my step mother. I bowed and said “I got to go sorry.” I ran to my step mother and she said “you brat! I hate you! Go to your room you are not allowed to eat!” I sighed and went to my room. 

Your room:

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 ‘Here I go again I guess I’ll read’ I thought. I lied down and started to read as I slowly drifted to sleep. 

Isabella Pov:

“UGH I HATE THAT BRAT!” She screamed then looked at the mirror and said “Mirror Mirror On The Wall Who Is The Fairest Of Then All!” The mirror said “(Y/n)” “WHAT?!?!” Isabella was hysterical “HOW IS SHE? THAT FILTH!” The mirror interrupted and said “a maiden of natural beauty, fairness, love, caring, and affectionate. Thats what makes one the most fairest of them all.” ‘I have to get rid of her’ I thought.

Isabella POV: 

I decided to summon the number one hit man to kill that girl. Surely once she is gone I will be the fairest of them all just as god attended.

Your POV: 

I was singing with a beautiful baby blue bird and helped him go to his nest. All the sudden I turned around and saw a man with a knife. I screamed and fell to the ground and closed my eyes. The man looked at me and said “I’m sorry. I can’t kill you. The queen wants you dead. GO! RUN! And DO NOT look back!” I ran as fast as I could and started to cry as I went deep into the forest. However I got lost in a scary place. I screamed as I saw what appeared to be alligators, demons, and snakes. I collapsed and sobbed till I heard the sound of birds and I looked around. There were birds, bunnies, deer, squirrels, and a turtle. I smiled and sniffled and said “oh. It’s just you guys” I sighed. “Where am I going to go now?” The birds chirped and the animals guided me to a cottage.

The cottage:

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“Wow, this place is a mess. I should clean up. Maybe if I do they’ll let me stay!” I said as I looked around and the animals looked at me and then I said “well let’s get cleaning!”

Your POV:

I just finished cleaning and yawned ‘I need to get some rest’ I thought so I went up to the room and lied down and fell asleep.

-MEANWHILE AT THE MINESHAFT-

7 people working by the names of 

Kenji Miyazawa, Doppo Kunikida, Ryūnosuke Akutagawa, Ranpo Edogawa, Gin Akutagawa, Atsushi Nakajima, and Dazai Osamu. As they finished up humming a tune Dazai locked up. “Ugh why can’t I die by suicide with a beautiful woman” “UGH. Enough with that” Kunikida replied. Ranpo said “let’s just go home I’m tired and hungry.

-BACK TO YOU-

I was fast asleep till memories came flooding back from when I was a little girl. My mother passed away having me. My father raised me till I was 4. He met that women Isabella. She seemed nice at first. We’d play hide n seek, tag, dolls, and sing. At the age of 15 my father took ill and passed away leaving me with my step mother. That’s when things changed. She started to abuse me mentally and physically. Called me filth, garbage, and a waste of space. But I didn’t let it bring me down I was still a princess. Even though she moved me down to a servant I didn’t let it get to me. Cleaning was relaxing and fun to me. I’ll sing and clean. It was my therapy.

-BACK TO THE MINORS-

As they approached the house Gin gasped and said “someone’s been in the house the door is unlocked and the house is clean.” Kenji said “Oh but the house is nice and shiny now!” Ryūnosuke said “idiot that person or thing could still be here.” Atsushi said “don’t be mean! But someone should check the bedrooms” everyone looked at Dazai and Dazai says “why is everyone looking at me?!?!” Kunikida said “your the suicidal maniac so it makes since that you do it.” Dazai said “fine.” And with that being said and done Dazai made his way to the room.

DAZAI’S POV:

I made my way up the stairs. ‘’Maybe today will be the day I die’ I thought. As I opened the door I saw a woman. ‘She is Beautiful! Perhaps she is destined to do a double suicide and be my love’ I thought.

BACK TO YOUR POV:

I woke up and saw a man wrapped in bandages and a smirk on his face. I quickly got up and bowed “I’m so sorry to intrude!” The man looked at me and grabbed my hands and said “my lady you’re so beautiful! Perhaps you’d like to be my love and com-“ 5 more men and a young woman came up the stairs. And one with glasses interrupted and said “Dazai leave this young lady alone.” Then a boy with blonde hair walked up to me with blue overalls and said “wow you’re so pretty!” I stuttered and thanked him. I quickly said “I am so sorry to intruded on all of you. My name is (Y/n). You see some man was going to kill me and told me to run away from my home. I’m so sorry.” Then they introduced theirselves and the one called Atsushi said “she should stay! After all she has no were to go.” The man named Ryūnosuke said “we don’t even know this woman and yet we are going to let her move in with us?” Then Gin said “she cleaned the cottage for us and made everything look shiny. I think we should let her stay!” Dazai, Kenji, Kunikida, Randpo, Atsushi, and Gin said they were all in agreement much to Ryūnosuke’s dismay. “REALLY?!?! Oh my gosh thank you all so much! I promise to cook for all of you everyday and clean the cottage as some sort of payment!” 

The boy named Dazai looked at me and grabbed my hands.

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And said “so let me continue my question! Would yo-“ he was interrupted by Kunikida who grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and said “ENOUGH WITH THE SUICIDE!” I giggled and said “I’m flattered but I think I’ll take a pass because I believe I already have that special someone that came from a wish. Unfortunately I don’t think I’ll ever see him again.” Dazai looked at me and said “you have me I’m always here!” I giggled and said “thank you that is super kind of you!” Kunikida said “I’ll prepare a bed for you so you won’t sleep on the floor.” I quickly replied “it’s okay no need to go through all the trouble I’m fine with the floor!” Kenji looked at me with sparkling eyes and said “nonsense you’re a guest!” Dazai smirked and said “she can sleep in my bed~”  Kunikida snapped and said “ENOUGH!” I giggled as I got ready to go bed with the 7 nice people I now live with. I went on the couch and fell asleep. ‘I think I’ll like it here. But that man with ginger hair and a fedora I couldn’t help but fall in love with him’ I though as I slowly drifted into deep sleep.

ISABELLA’S POV:

At last that brat is out of the way. I laughed as I walked to my mirror. “Mirror mirror mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?” The mirror looked at me and said “(Y/n)” “WHAT?!?! that little brat was supposed to be dead! Where is she?!?!” The mirror said “she is deep in the forest in a cottage with 6 men and a woman.” I looked at the mirror and snarled “so the hit man failed? Hm. I guess I’m going to have to take care of things myself!” I rushed down into my office and decided to get ‘THE BOOK’ that’s what I need! ‘THE BOOK’ has a list of magical dark spells. Perhaps I should make little miss perfect a visit and give her a deadly surprise! I started to laugh hysterically. “THE BRAT WILL SURELY NOT SEE WHATS COMING!” 

I ushered to the potions and made one to change the way I looked and I mad a special candy apple just for her. However my spell turned me into a wretched old woman. “Ugh! The price I have to pay to get rid of one annoying brat!” I got ready and decided to make my way over to that little brat”

YOUR POV:

I was singing while all the minors were at the mine shaft. “Whistle while you work doo doo doo doo doo doo.” I sung as I cleaned. Till I heard a knock at the door. ‘I wonder who that could be?’ I wondered as I went to the door and opened it. There stood a little old woman. “Hello dear would you like a candy apple?” She said. I looked at her and smiled. “How sweet. Thank you so much. How much do you need for it?” The little old woman said “it’s for free my dear. All hand made and made with love from just an old lady such as myself doing a good deed.” She smiled and I gave her one back. “Thank you!” When I was about to close the door she said “wait! Eat it!” “I don’t wanna spill my dinner” I replied. “Please give it a try I want to know what you think.” She said I smiled and took a bite. When I took a bite of the candy apple I felt weird. I looked at the woman and she started to laugh as things went black for me. 

Isabella’s POV:

At last she is gone! I am finally free! I am the fairest of them all! No one will ever get in my way.

No Ones POV:

When the minors got home they saw. (Y/n) on the ground. Kenji  said “OH MY!” Gin looked around and said “what do you guys think happened?” Ryūnosuke looked and saw the candy apple. He then said “poison.” Atsushi said “what do you mean?” Ryūnosuke said “simple it’s discolored where it was bitten into. There for there is a type of poison in their.” Kunikida said “I’ll run some tests on it to see where it came from.” Dazai sighed and picked (Y/n) bridal style in his arms while Randpo got a bed ready and Dazai lied her down. However as they were trying to ponder what happened they heard a noise. Gin jumped and put a knife to the woman’s throat. It was Isabella. She said “what do you think you’re doing? I am the queen! Just trying to take a walk!” Dazai chuckled and said “your the queen? I thought queens are supposed to be pretty not old brods.” Randpo said “you did it.” Everyone looked at him. Kunikida said “are you sure?” Randpo fixed his glasses and said “you should know by now. I am never wrong. Besides it’s obvious she was jealous of (Y/n) beauty. There for she thinks if she gets her out of the way she’ll be the prettiest one in the kingdom.” Isabella pushed Gin and said “FOOLS!” As she lunged at them a huge fight broke out as everyone started using their abilities Isabella made a ran for it and went deeper into the forest however as she ran Kenji ripped a tree out and said “sorry! But this is gonna hurt!” He threw the tree as it knocked her off balance as she tumbled of a cliff. They all looked down and saw the witches dead body. 

As they all went back to the cottage they made a nice coffin with flowers for (Y/n) Dazai layed her body in as tears hit everyone.

(What you and coffin looked like: www.redbubble.com/i/magnet/Old-Anime-Coffin-Dead-Girl-Flowers-by-LowBrowContent/105800425.TBCTK)

However Randpo was unfazed. “True love” he mumbled. Atsushi said “huh?” Randpo said “she mentioned there was a man she was falling for I feel  it’s the guy that takes a ride every week around the forest.” Dazai said “WHAT?!?! HIM?!?! But he is so short.” Kunikida said “Dazai enough! We should try it perhaps Randpo is right maybe true love is all she needs.” Gin said “ I know his route. I’ll go look for him.” Ryūnosuke said “I’ll go to just in case.” As the Aktagawa siblings looked for the man everyone else was setting flowers around (Y/n) with tears. Within a few minutes Gin and Ryūnosuke rushed with him.  Chuuya said “what’s with all t-“ he stopped as he saw her. The girl he fell in love with by first glance. He walked up to (Y/n) and said “it’s a shame I saw a future with you.” He bent down and gave (Y/n) a kiss on the lips.

YOUR POV:

Everything was black till I felt soft lifts on mine. So smooth and gentle. I opened my eyes and saw him. The man I met on that day. I smiled and he starred at me. “My name is (Y/n)” I said. He looked at me and said “Prince Chuuya of Yokohama.” With all that being said Chuuya picked me up and carried me away as I giggled. And we went off away as I said my goodbyes and blew kisses and thanked everyone.

Gin smiled and said “this is so sweet!”

Randpo said “glad she is alive and happier now.”

Dazai said “NO! Why him? He so short! I could of made (Y/n) happier”

Kunikida said “drop it Dazai. It was not gonna happen between you too.”

Atsushi said “I’ll miss her.”

Ryūnosuke mumbled “I hope she visits.”

Kenji said “OH! Someone got on Ryūnosuke’s good side!” 

Ryūnosuke said “shut up.”

The End Chuuya and (Y/n) lived happily ever after

[mackjlee9]

Alright, imma post a list of one-shots that have a plot for but I just have no idea which one I should write first so 🤷‍♀️

Heads up~!! There's a lot. Some may change a bit, and the smut to fluff/angst ratio is... wild.

I won't write the plots, but I'll add the warnings to the smut ones.

•|Takami Keigo/Hawks [published]

Warning; praising, overstimulation, dumbification, daddy kink, rimming.

Uhh, you basically played with one of his feathers.

•|Afab!Kibutsuji Muzan

Warning; cunningulus.

•|Oujo Masato

Warning; uh... corruption kink maybe?

It's a smut/lime one but I haven't come up with anything specific yet.

•|Yoigoshi Tatsuya

Warning; camboy!yoigoshi, college au, anal masturbation(?

•|Mammon [published]

Warning; stuck in a wall, overstimulation, mind-break, master/sir kink (I haven't decided yet)

•|Kyotani Kentaro

Warning; 3rdyear!kyotani/reader, edging, begging, overstimulation, orgasm denial, mind-break.

•|Shinomiya Ayato

Warning; consented non-con language, overstimualtion, corruption kink, virgin!ayato, college au.

•|Yukihira Soma

Warning; breeding kink, overstimulation, passing out.

•|Jinguji Jakurai

Unfinished

Warning; overstimulation -fkin again?!-, begging, riding, multiple orgasm, drunk!horny!jakurai.

•|Todoroki Touya/Dabi

Warning; collaring, rough sex, riding, powerbottom!dabi, sub!reader.

•|Ryuguji Ken/Draken

Warning; choking, smaller!top.

•|Ryoumen Sukuna & Gojo Satoru

Warning; uh... threesome, and idk what else.

•|Gojo Satoru

Warning; praising, feminization, edging, overestimation.

More warnings; mentions of itadori x reader, mentions of megumi x reader, voyeurism, degradation, dry jumping, double blowjob.

•|Childe/Tartaglia

Warning; belly bulge, overestimation, s&m play, degradation, shibari and maybe... cbt play.

•|Sakusa Kiyoomi

Warning; semi-public, blowjob, dry humping, praising and degrading, hair pulling. Optional; assjob, edging, orgasm denial.

•|Sniper Mask

Warning; choking, breeding kink, hair pulling, biting.

•|Albedo

Warning; overstimulation 😒, praising, choking, hair pulling, body worship.

•|Nakajima Atsushi

Warning; breeding kink, overstimulation 😬, edging, toys usage, handcuffs usage, bondage or shibari.

•|Levi Ackerman

Warning; edging, degrading, choking, daddy/sir kink, omegaverse au, modern au.

•|Dazai Osamu

Warning; crossdressing, face-sitting, rimming, double penetration (not a threesome)

•|Scaramouche

Warning; dacryphilia, overstimulation, edging, mind-break.

One of my moots requested this 👀👀 of course, I made the plot and came up with the kinks.

•|Dazai Osamu & Nakahara Chuuya

Warning; threesome and idk what else.

•|Xiao

Warning; size kink, feminization, dacryphilia.

•|Ushijima Wakatoshi

Warning; blowjob, non-con somnophilia, powerbottom!wakatoshi.

•|Olivine

Warning; uh... nipple play maybe?

•|Lee:Palefire

Warning; bareback, pulling on his horns, mind-break, breeding kink and cnc.

•|Loid Forger

Warning; infidelity, semi-public, overstimulation, dumbification, degrading and a bit of dirty talk, size difference, manhandling, feminization.

•|Luxiem/Noctyx/Shoto

Warning; cockwarming.

•|Asta

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Warning; public sex, overstimulation, rough sex, size kink

•|Amajiki Tamaki

Warning; pegging (ftm reader), orgasm denial, rimming, collaring, praising, slight masochism (scratches, bites), bondage, vibrator usage.

•|Neko!Amajiki Tamaki

Warning; top!ftm!reader

•|Omega!Bakugou Katsuki

Warning; alpha!ftm!reader

•|Choi Saeyoung/Luciel/707

Warning; crossdressing!707

•|Maid!Shiba Taiju Headcanons

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(SFW)

•|Monoma Neito

Fluff and Angst

•|Chinen Miya

Platonic Fluff

•|Ash Lynx & Okumura Eiji [Published]

Angst

•|Diluc Ragnvindr

Angst, hurt/no comfort, death.

•|Suna Rintaro [Published]

Plot based of from This Side Of Paradise. Mentions of homophobia & toxic relationship.

[livelaughlovesubs]

NINIII!! I have a tiny little incy wincy request :3 … ermmm how abt making dazai wear a maid dress and then fucking him afterwards ?? (｡>\\\<｡)

And a little over stimming wouldn’t hurt.. ( ´ཀ` )

Again, sorry if I’m bothering u!! Don’t gotta do this request if u ain’t feeling like it! Have a great day nini, love uuuu!! ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

- 🎀

Heyyy 🎀 anon! Good to see you again, I haven’t heard a lot from you lately though :< anyway, thanks for the support and the idea, excuse me for a second. JAKOAKSKA DAZAI IN UGHH MAID DRESSES AHHH, SO CUTE OH GODDDD

Dom!reader x sub!character - reader is gender neutral

Warning: teasing, hair pulling, lingerie, role play (master/ servant), touching inappropriately, clothed sex? (A tiny bit)

Edit: this ended up being sexual tension without actually getting to the fucking part - ig it’s cuz I write dick in dick out too often so I like writing the foreplay aspect more :’)

“What’s this?” You asked, curiosity peeked when you saw dazai hiding behind a locked room. He’s been staying there for at least 15 minutes now with the door shut tight, leaving you clueless. “It’s a surprise~!” Whenever you’d ask questions related to whatever he was doing, he’d give the same reply. Did he really need to make this so mysterious? Today wasn’t even a special day, so why was he being silly again?

Defeated, you sighed and simply went to the kitchen to grab something. Then you made your way over to the couch, deciding to wait until he’s ready. There wasn’t much you could do other than this. Another minute passed, and you finally heard the sound of locks getting unlocked. Your eye went immediately to the door, staring with anticipation. To your surprise, it was actually him. It took you a moment to properly grasp the situation.

There he was, standing in the door frame all confident like always. This wouldn’t have been surprising if it weren’t for the nice looking outfit he wore, which was a maid costume? A black top with long sleeves paired with an ankle long skirt in the same colour, as well as a white, pretty extravagant or frilly apron. The apron hung from his shoulders and has been tied around his waist, creating a ribbon behind him. He also had a headband on his head, along with some gloves. The outfit would have looked professional if it weren’t for the many excessive ribbons decorating the dress, like the ones on his sleeves or headband, as well as his heels.

It’d be an understatement to say your jaw dropped and you were flabbergasted. Sure, you had some ideas what he could have being doing in that room, and this idea has come across your mind before. Even so seeing it in person was still shocking to say the least. With his usual confidence he carried himself over to you, which was impressive even if the heels weren’t that tall. He stopped in front of the couch and did a few twirls. The dress fluttered around in an elegant fashion, captivating your attention.

“It looks great..” you whispered, eyeing him up and down. The outfit was really pretty and refined, it gave off high class vibes. “Of course it is, I picked it out for you,” dazai said with a smug look on his face, before kneeling down and resting his head in your lap. Despite the reality, you had troubles believing dazai really brought this. Knowing him, he would have gotten something more erotic instead of settling down for elegance.

For a while, none of you moved. He kept nuzzling against you while you stroke his hair gently. Until you grabbed his wrist and slipped your index finger inside his gloves. “There must be more to why you wore this, no?” The brunette didn’t have an ounce of surprise on his features, he has been expecting such a reaction from you. “There is no deeper meaning to this, did you wish there were some?” At the same time your hand kept advancing, though he let you do so without any resistance. Now you were slowly slipping the glove off of him. Those were latex gloves, how mischievous of him, or should you rather say thoughtful?

You shook the glove in your hand a little, getting rid of the folds. He watched you do so, revealing a moment of vulnerability to you. Making use of that small frame, you suddenly tugged at his hair, making him throw his head back. “Err..?” A small yelp left him, this position made him arch his back too. The headband fell off and his eyes were now glued to your hand holding his glove. Since when was it so close to your lips? It was your dominant hand too.

Slowly, without rushing it, you put on the glove, all while tugging at his hair with your other hand. Then you bit the end of the fabric and pulled it down, wearing it. Your gaze didn’t leave his for a moment. Noticing how he had a slightly dumbfounded expression. “What’s wrong, dazai?” You cooed, though it almost seemed like you were mocking him. Before he could say anything in opposition, you continued, “oh dear, stand up, or the outfit might get dirty.” What a roundabout way of giving him orders.

The male obeyed, standing up slowly and leaving the headband on the floor. With each moment spend here in your presence, the tension seemed to increase. He grabbed the end of his apron, waiting for your instructions, smiling excitingly. “You know you can just order me around, master.” Dazai teased, wanting to push your buttons. This game of tug was balanced, none of you wanted to fold first. “I’m just your maid after all.” He added, now holding the skirt and raising it, giving you a small glimpse of his legs while he bowed. Stockings. You saw stockings. Was he perhaps wearing lingerie underneath it..? It’d make sense, considering how long he took in that damned room.

“Haha..” you chuckled a little, he seems to have caught onto your little challenge. The hint you dropped was too obvious huh? If that’s the case, time to speed things up. Once again you surprised him, this time by grabbing his waist and changing your positions. Pushing him down to sit on the couch while you were hovering above him, pressing a knee against his clothed crotch. “Hmm~! Hey now.. that’s not fair.” He gasped, breathing heavily. “I’m your master, not a fair player.” That answer seems to have shut him up. His hands grabbed your leg, you weren’t sure what he was trying to do. Moving your knee away or pressing it down?

Nevertheless you had to move it out of the way for your next move, so you did that. A disappointment whine followed from the male. “No need to get all needy already, I’m just getting started.” You smirked and your weaker hand held his dress up, revealing the real surprise he had been hiding. “Ops~ I guess you exposed me~?” He grinned, as if he didn’t plan this from the very start. Your prediction was right, he did wore some nice looking undergarments for you. Black lace covered his smooth legs, up until his thighs. From there on it was attached to his panties by a string, all of it black and laced.

“The fabric is pretty uncomfortable you know?” Dazai voice his thoughts, pulling a pitiful facade. Of course you knew what he was implying, which is why you deliberately ignored it. He just loved this power struggle between you two. Even though he knew exactly where his place was, he just wanted to rile you up. Without answering his previous statement, you moved your hand to his back. At least you tried, the apron was preventing you from doing so. That’s why you settled for his sacrum, caressing that part gently before moving lower and groping his butt.

A squeak filled with anticipation escaped him, feeling the latex rub against his skin. Soon the cheeky smile turned into a seductive one, melting with pleasure all due to your touch. His entrance clenching while his dick slowly got hard, rubbing against the cute panties. How he wished to just beg you to fuck him senseless, but that would spoil the fun, no? Yet all this foreplay was making him impatient~ what should he do? In the end, he settled on whispering with a pleading tone, “oh, master, please make this servant dirty.”

REBLOGS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED

Part two!

[sanest-bsd-delegate]

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬

She yearned for validation, a status to live by. Status was something she desired, and status was something he felt undesired for. Yet in the game of society status, two players are bounded to love, not by fate but by their status and their soul.

Duke Dazai x F! Reader

↫𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘃| 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁-𝟮 |𝗡𝗲𝘅𝘁↬

MASTERLIST

It’s been 6 months.

6 months since you joined the House of Dazai, one of the topmost Dukedom in the kingdom. It was a tiring job at least. When you applied for the position as the head-manager, you expected it took the skills of household chores, and managing the maids that seemed to be not very fond of you since the day you arrived.

You couldn’t blame them, after all who knew being the head-manager just meant to be an assistant to the duke himself and if you are hanging-out with one of the most handsome men, you are bound to get haters.

“I think that’s the work done for today,” Dazai says, as he relaxes himself on the wooden chair he had personality asked to be made, seeing that his old one broke during an assassination fight. (It was merely him throwing his own chair at the assassin).

“But Lord Dazai, we still have to look over the Merchant issues that have risen on your Port” You said, as you rose from your seat to hand him over the letters and documents he needed to sign.

“Oh that, leave it to Sir Kunikida, he would resolve the issue in no time,” Dazai said, his hands making a motion of ‘give it to him’ gesture before he rises from his chair walking towards the door.

“Huh!?”  Sir Kunikida said, “Shouldn’t Lady Y/N be taking care of this issue?”

“Are you defying my orders sir Kunikida?” Dazai said smirking, his figure leaning against the frame of the door. “No of course not but since I was already overlooking on the issue of Azu-”

Kunikida stops himself as Dazai gives a cold stare at him, indicating Kunikida to shut up. He shouldn’t be overburdened with work, but seeing Dazai giving a cold stare only made you realize to shut up, as you went towards Kunikida, sending an apologizing look before you went back to your own little table that resisted in the office room.

“Lady Y/N, I would like some assistance please follow me” Dazai says before exiting the room.

Whispering a little sorry to Sir Kunikida, you follow the duke to the place you assumed as one of the gardens the Mansion before halting behind the duke, waiting for his one of the many commands or so he calls them.

In these 6 months, you realized that Dazai, despite of his status outside the household as the Duke was never really treated as a Duke within his own household staff.

From his personal advisors to his acquaintances, not once did you hear them referring him as ‘Lord Dazai’. Maybe except Sir Kunikida, who was the financial Advisor and in charge appointed by the royalty itself.

“Say Y/n,” Dazai spoke breaking your train of thoughts “Do you think the Maiden I have eyes on will love these?” while he handed you a rose he plucked from the garden.

There it was again. The Maiden. You personally didn’t know who she was, nor Dazai seemed to tell you a lot about her but from his expressions, you were pretty sure he made the whole story up just to annoy you.

“And what kind of lover are you Dazai?” you spoke, taking the rose from him, “You don’t even know what her lady likes!”

“That’s true,” Dazai says as he sits down on the bench that was placed at the center of the garden, the purpose of it yet to be understood by you.

‘Is this how all noblemen-women act?’ You thought as stood near him observing his very face that women die for.

 “These flowers taste delicious” Dazai suddenly commented, as you sweat drop to see him eating of the petals of roses he had plucked earlier.

“You don’t eat them Dazai” You commented, as you took the bunch of petals from his hands before lightly hitting him on his head.

“Did you forget I am the Duke?”

Smirking, you responded, “No my lord, I am just a mere servant at your residence, I only ought to think the best for you.”

Oh how fun it is to know people of such status.

A/n: No proofreading so eh. Hru ppl?