#bsdxreader

[maidensveil]

WATCHING THE BARBIE MOVIE | ft. Elise & Chuuya⪩⪨

Summary; Mori was busy for the day, and Elise desperately wanted to see the barbie movie. So he wanted to assign someone in the port mafia to go with her, unfortunately The Black Lizard, and the other executives were busy as well. So out of desperation, Mori turns to you and Chuuya to accompany Elise to the cinema.

note; i dont like mori but just ignore him here. Reader is fem.

”You called for us, boss?” Chuuya walked in the room with you following just a few meters from him. “Ah, yes. Chuuya, [Y/n]. Yes, I did. I want you both to accompany my dear Elise to the movie house to watch the barbie movie!”

.

What?

You and your ginger haired boyfriend stared at Mori then darted your eyes to the blonde girl from across the room that was currently drawing, dumbfounded. “The barbie movie?” You repeated.

“Yes. Since unfortunately i cant go since I have lots of work to do, I’ll assign you both to go with Elise instead.”

“Oh. Okay, boss.” You accepted instead of trying to wear his patience off, while chuuya was still standing near you with a bad feeling. Who knows? Maybe this’ll be fun experience.

and it was a fun experience.

꘎♡━━━━━♡꘎

“H—hey, Elise?? Is this really necessary?!” Chuuya yelled from inside the changing room. Before you guys went to see the barbie movie, Elise forced insisted that you both wore pink outfits like she did.

you already owned a pink dress so you got went to go get it in the penthouse you and chuuya lived in, then returned to where they were , while dressed up in pink which Elise absolutely adored and complimented you so many times.

So when she had learned that the executive didnt have any pink clothing, she forced him to stay and look for pink outfits at the men’s section while you were dressing up in the penthouse. You returned to see Elise impatiently waiting outside with her arms crossed.

-

“Come on, Chuuya. Its probably not that bad.” You reassured him, however it was a trap just to see if he looks silly or not. You and Elise were trying your best not to at least let out a snicker nor a laugh.

“goddamit.” He mustered under his breath. “Fine.” He walked out, with a pink blazer, tie and pants. You and elise bursted out laughing. “Hey! Stop that!” Chuuya yelled in embarrassment.

“i—its honestly.. not that bad!” You say between laughs. “Thats easy for you to say! Pink literally looks good on you!” “Arent you gonna change your hat?” You raised a brow in amusement. “Fuck no.” He replied. Elise just giggles. “just buy it and then wear it!”

“Ugh.” Chuuya quietly scoffed and went back in the changing room.

꘎♡━━━━━♡꘎

After the Barbie movie ended, you guys droped off Elise back at the Port Mafia headquarters not knowing the others were already back. So you guys definitely got some stares for the pink outfits, especially by the guards and the black lizard. Even Kouyou snickered. Chuuya was totally embarrassed and all you did was laugh your ass off.

BONUS:

“Woah. Yall changed your style? Honestly, pink kinda is your color.” Tachiara teased. “Shut the fucking hell up, Tachihara.”

“Okay, damn.. my bad, my bad..”

ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪs ʙʟᴏɢ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ @aoizaraka . ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏʀ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ/ʀᴇғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ.

ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ © 2023

[night-dazai]

Reason of Tears

Hello all, I am in a very depressing mood and have been trying to cheer myself up so to anyone out there who is struggling pls don't think you are alone. well by now this term is overused but it's the truth it can never be felt anyway here is a small thought what I would want to say to everyone out there struggling. You can imagine the person to be anyone. (if you wanted a girl I am sorry I went with the pronoun he )

He stood quietly watching you, it was the 5th time you hit your hand making the bed shake “ FUCK ! “ you cursed out “Just why ……” tears were in your eyes but did not fall “ Why can't I study ! Why can't I focus !” you cried with no tears.

You wanted to cry, and you wanted to do horrible things but you also wanted to be kind you just wanted to study. You know it was your mistake when you did not study or work hard during the time of your life when you needed to put in the most effort. Yet you are trying now why is it not working?

You have wasted 2 years of your college, you know your family situation very well and if you don't study and get independent you are as good as a dead person so yet why is your brain refusing it?

You did not know . While your boyfriend who knew the answer did not know how to tell you but today he was sure he was going to confront you “ hey y/n” he said walking into the room like he had just now come back home “ hey !” you instantly changing your face and since you had not cried it was easy .

Strong arms wrapped around you and held your head close to his heart “ here listen to it “ he said “ what do yo-” you were cut off “be quite and listen to me “ he gently patted the back of your head while pushing your face closer to his chest where his heart was beating “ see it beats in a rhythm, if you ask it to stop working for a year and then suddenly ask it to beat again it will not “ he said . “More like its not that it does not want to , it does not know how to beat , it tries but it cannot but since this is a heart you die the moment it stopes beating, “ he said and gently pulled your face so you could see him .

A bright smile, kind eyes “But for you, it's the brain, you don't have time right. You have wasted so much you cannot focus for more than 5 mins everything is understandable but fight, okay keep pushing daily make 5 mins 6 mins today and tomorrow makes it 7 mins. Each day that is enough but make sure each day “ he paused looking into your eyes” Each day is the keyword here okay “You could do nothing but nod “And if you want to cry so badly, don't cry .” he said but this was in a stern tone” you will cry one day and when you cry it will be tears of joy for your success and not cause you could not do it. You will cry because you did it, because you succeeded .” he said patting your head while all you could was smile at him and thank god for giving such a wonderful person to you.

Oh, also requests are open and I will do them regularly from now on, smut to fluff to prompts like these are very much welcomed.

[yuriiseon]

For The Quiet Hearts - Dazai x OC Reader (on Wattpad)

 https://www.wattpad.com/1512045018-for-the-quiet-hearts-dazai-x-oc-reader-classified?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=yuriiseon 

I feel like no one ever writes pm!reader fics, so if you’re looking for a port mafia reader ff  then give this one a go! (its my first ever fic 😭)

 ❝I'm not running from the past. It's running after me.❞ 

Yuri Matsuoka is a weapon of the Port Mafia-ruthless, deadly, and feared. As the only double ability user, her powers to reveal truth and destroy have made her a force to be reckoned with. But behind her cold exterior lies a fractured soul, shaped by Mori's manipulations and a life filled with bloodshed. 

Once, she shared a deep bond with Dazai Osamu, but when he left the Mafia without a word, Yuri was left to face her trauma alone. Now, their paths diverge again, but the weight of their past lingers. As she spies on the Armed Detective Agency and gets closer to Atsushi Nakajima, Yuri is forced to confront old wounds and the unresolved feelings for Dazai that still haunt her.

 [I do not own the Bungo Stray Dogs story or any characters within it. This is a reimagining of the story with original character inserts.]

[itz-stuts]

It's from my old id which got removed :)

Helloo!! I loved your headcannons can you perhaps write a head cannon for Dazai with a sleepy s/o like sleepy cuddles. I would love to see it. Thank youu!!!

Hello! Thank you for this beautiful request so here are some headcannons hope you like them anon.

Masterlist

Sleepy Cuddling

Dazai loves cuddles. That is a fact. Any chance he has to be affectionate to you, he will use it.

It’s his way of showing his immense love for you and he’s prefer to die in your embrace more than anything.

He's a tall guy so for him it's like being able to touch love.

If you prefer to be the little spoon he loves it.

He loves when your sleepyhead just snuggles in his chest. It's like getting hit by something so warm that his empty heart can't cool down.

I think he is that type of guy who will cup your breast just for fun.

If your like really tired after work and like if you have back pain he would give you a little massage as you drift to sleep.

He loves it when you let him lay on your chest massaging his scalp with your fingers detangleing his hair. It makes his mind clear out

Dazai doesn't sleeps often but he feels something so peaceful with he's in your arms just resting as the moon light lights the room.

And for the Indian s/o there will be like just you two cuddling as light music just flows in the room

Dazai and you were on the couch as he saw how tired you were as you were on top on him nuzzling into his neck as he gave you little kisses on you neck and shoulder as light retro music flowed in the room that you loved. He loved these moments where it was just You, Him and nothing but love.

He occasionally rubbed his finger combing you hair. As he felt you breath even out as you became more related and eventually fell asleep. He kissed you forehead as he tried to get up so you both could get some were comfortable.

He felt a tug when you mumbed sleepily "Abhi nahi~ 5 min. More" making him chuckle

"Bella just taking you to the bed so you don'tcomplain about your back pain again." He teased as he carried you bridal style to your shared bedroom.

[usagi-chwan]

Jealousy is a bad habit (BSDxReader)

🌸 Characters in this chapter: Dazai (Agency), Ranpo, Akutagawa, Chuuya, Atsushi, Yosano, Oda, Tecchou and Lucy.

🌸 Spoiler-wise, knowing who the characters are is enough to be able to read their respective parts.

Hey, hey! Hope you are doing well 😊 Today, I wanted to focus on a feeling we are all more or less familiar with: jealousy. So, what do BSD characters do when their boyfriend/girlfriend (somehow) finds himself/herself having to talk with someone who seems interested in him/her?

Basically, how do our favorite characters express (or not) their jealousy! I hope you enjoy this chapter, and wish you an excellent reading moment ~

(The parts are more or less the same size, except that Atsushi's is much longer... I was more inspired for him, that is all I have to say in my defense 🥲)

Dazai

- A rather jealous young man when it comes to love, let's face it. And you do not want to make him your enemy, far from it; he is capable of using some of the vilest stratagems in order to make that amateur flirter (a client of the Agency no less) regret having dared to be interested in you.

- And so, since this unfortunate mishap, Dazai now accompanies you on every assignment and attends client interviews with you, among other things... Which, of course, he never did before.

- He is the ultimate clingy person, even going so far as to hang on to you, preferably in front of the troublemaker, so that the latter realizes that they would better go on their way and find another agency to solve their problem.

- Then again, they are lucky Dazai is not still part of the Mafia, or else : snap.

~

Ranpo

- He, too, has a little trouble containing his jealousy, so he has learned to react accordingly, with new techniques emerging as time goes by, as peacefully as possible with a Ranpo by your side.

- He id a child par excellence, especially if you take into account his latest technique for letting the world know that he is not happy (and especially you). He does not hesitate for a second to roll around on the floor, grumbling and saying things like “be interested in me!”... But it does not work this time: outdated technique, in other words.

- He then starts sulking in his corner when he realizes that he is going to have to come up with new methods, and that you are not responding by letting him have his way.

- All because of one stupid customer.

~

Akutagawa

- He is one of those who have a few problems with violence, but I think it is more than common knowledge now.

- Someone tries to attack him? The person in question is called to order immediately, and in style if you please. Which is to say, if he or she was going to get anywhere, the assailant is going to have a tough time of it.

- Is someone bothering his boyfriend/girlfriend? Faced with this situation, more irritating than any other for our dear Akutagawa, nothing could be simpler: simply get rid of the annoying elements.

- Definitely.

~

Chuuya

- He tends to be a little jealous at times, but he would rather die than admit it.

- When he sees you with this stranger, his first instinct is to be annoyed, and quite irritated, too. It is obvious that he wants to go and do some kicking.

- He is torn between two contradictory feelings: on the one hand, the urge to go see this person and to stop them from hitting on you; and, on the other, his reason telling him not to.

- Chuuya then tries to think calmly, and comes to a conclusion: this person may not know that you are already in a relationship, after all...

- Chuuya does not doubt you for a moment; he knows that, for you, this conversation is completely banal, even if the other person seems interested. And, above all, Chuuya knows perfectly well that you would never do the “I'll see if the grass is greener somewhere else” thing (between you and me, who would with Chuchu as a boyfriend, anyway?).

- The story has a rather happy ending, if you put aside a certain point of view. Because the unknown person, strangely enough, did not really appreciate Chuuya's murderous look, despite the fact that the latter was supposed to have made peace with his feelings (according to him, at least).

~

Atsushi

- He is not jealous, not at all; he is just plagued by doubts, from all sides.

- The problem is not you, far from it... And maybe not even from the stranger, for that matter. No. The problem lies with Atsushi himself.

- He knows full well that you are not the type to hurt him by responding positively to a stranger's advances; he believes in you, that is for sure!

- He is simply making an inventory of everything this person has that is better than him; and he cannot help but conclude, inside his cute little head (which sometimes thinks a little too much...), that this stranger is a thousand times better than him.

- He then starts to get depressed, unsurprisingly, like a little cat with its ears down. He will cheer up, however, when your attention is drawn to his presence, and you give him one of those smiles he loves so much, probably the most beautiful he has ever seen in his whole life.

- He responds with a small, hesitant wave of his hand, but is delighted when you take leave of the stranger and walk towards him, all smiles.

- Of course, it does not take you long to notice (despite the fact that he is smiling too, as you walk hand in hand) that your favorite little tiger is not as jovial as usual... But, without you understanding at the time, he refuses to tell you why.

- In silence, you observe Atsushi's shifty eyes and flushed cheeks, as well as the stammering he makes when answering you, which has not escaped your notice either. Very quickly, you line up the elements at your disposal in your mind...

- And you cannot hold back a chuckle as you understand the reason for his strange actions. But why would he need to be envious of a stranger? Your favorite little feline already possesses everything you like in a boy... Otherwise you would not be with him in the first place! The list would be far too long.

- But he still have to understand that... And above all, accept it. And not end up comparing himself to some poor stranger who approached you as a loser from the start.

~

Yosano

- Without a doubt, this is the worst mistake this unconscious person could have made. Clearly.

- Daring to take an interest in her boyfriend/girlfriend? Unforgivable, and liable (for sure) to a good beating once your back is turned (or maybe not, depending on our dear doctor's patience at the time); Akutagawa has competition, and Yosano certainly has nothing to envy him!

- We cannot emphasize this enough, but survival lesson number one: never piss off the doctor, especially if she is armed with a chainsaw.

~

Oda

- The story in question took place during an evening at a small bar not far from your home, when he went off to use the bathroom, leaving you momentarily alone.

- When he returns, there is someone sitting next to you, at the bar where you and Oda had sat a few moments earlier. And this someone is rather close to you while you, on your side, are trying to get as far away from them as your seat will allow without falling.

- Oda is not known for getting angry easily, and that is exactly what is happening, even in this situation. He simply frowns and approaches gently, briefly placing his hand on your shoulder to let you know he is back, then sitting back down in his seat, opposite the stranger, with you in the middle.

- Oda's gaze is now neutral, but his presence and size are enough to intimidate the stranger: without further ado, they take off, almost running.

- Obviously, even if it is not written on his forehead, the fact that Oda is part of the Mafia must still be felt in the way he is... Especially if he is a little irritated, deep down. He is not really jealous, and he was not really planning to make the person go away; he only feared for your safety, which explains why he sat back down without saying anything.

- Afterwards, if the other person had tried anything... There might have been consequences, who knows.

~

Tecchou

- Known for doing whatever he wants, however he wants. Often with all the laziness in the world.

- He simply walks up to you, hoists you onto his shoulder like he would a sack of potatoes, and leaves just as quietly, without saying a word. But not without giving the rascal a dark look in the process, just to end on a pleasant note.

- No violence... At least not the kind you can see. Because, inside, he has already murdered this oblivious fellow a thousand times over.

~

Lucy

- Although she strives to appear self-confident in all circumstances, it is actually quite the opposite most of the time. She has lost count of the times when hesitation has got the better of her will, much to her dismay.

- But this time, annoyance far outweighed hesitation. And not just a little.

- To put it mildly, she is fuming, outraged that anyone would dare take such an interest in you.

- So she comes over and hugs you, with all her love for you, pulling you away from the intruder at the same time, and tells them straight to their face how she is feeling at the time (without them having asked you for anything out of the ordinary, except maybe the direction of the Post Office...). But all they had to do was not to approach you so closely, it could be confusing... And observe you that way, too....

- Basically, if a look could kill you, the person who came to talk to you (and more, if they were so inclined) would have been dead long ago.

[doukeshi-kun]

honestly, imo, the BSD fandom needs more dark content. Like, the premise itself is basically a seinen, and all the characters (with the exception of about 2-3 characters) are all extremely mentally ill or really messed up in the head. The fandom always waters down the characters into either "uwu shy soft boy who can't do anything by themselves", or "sad boi who had sad past :(", and it's kind of a. what. moment. I mean, I understand the appeal, but maybe it's because I like reading fics (and writing for that matter) where the character is as close as it can be to the cannonical character, so usually its kinda a pet peeve of mine esp in the bsd community when everyone hates that kind of content. cause like. the characters themselves are dark. they're not light-hearted characters, they're fucked up for a reason.

so tldr; thank you for giving us the dark content that was very lacking

i think nowadays the fandom doesn't really reduce the characters to one characterization only (except for mori. poor that guy). or maybe it's just me blocking and muting accounts hdgshshs my bsdtwt is quite centred on japanese fanartists and jujutsu kaisen. i don't really find bsdtwt in my timeline unless i follow one or two.

i understand well about your opinion. i think dark content in this fandom are still going around and there are a lot of people who enjoy it. in tumblr and ao3, at least. let's not talk about bsdtwt or bsdtok lol

idk whether dark content in bsd fandom is lacking or not, but probably.. they are? i rarely see dark content fic nowadays here in bsdxreader tumblr. and i dont really go that tag so much anyway😶but here's the thing, some people here are quick to police someone who likes to write or read dark content, going as far to report the fic. you can't even thirst for mori w/o being called a pedo apologist. when yk, block button is there for a function. do these trolls never block people? yall never get followed and bombarded by pornbots? must be so nice bcs there's a lot of pretty ladies liking my posts😔👎

i've seen a few trolls policing writers on what they could write or not. to the point of harassing them in their inbox. like, if you (in general. not YOU as in you, anon. you get me yeh👏) prefer dubcon than noncon, then it's fine! it's your cup of tea. it's your tea, so put and control how many sugar and milk you want in your tea. but that doesn't mean you can police and control and tell people what they should write. if you want to control how much the writer can write, maybe, pay them???💀 the fact that majority of darkcon writers are tagging their fics as 'dark content' or 'dead dove' is already showing that they know the thing they write is very not right/good in real life.

tldr; don't be an idiot and use the block button instead of harassing people

[randomanime2]

Bungo stray dogs x Reader ita!!🇮🇹

-Reader normali o Nsfw

-NO READER TRISTI O VIOLENTI!!!(Nel senso morte)

-alfabeto Nsfw

-scenari (se bsd fossero a:mare,shopping,inverno,ecc..."

-ditemi che personaggio fare e lo farò!!!

(sono nuova quindi dovrò abituarmi facilmente a questa nuova app hehe ^^'')

#bsd #bungostraydogs #bungostraydogsxreader #bungostraydogsxreaderita #readerita #scenarianime #anime #readerxanimeita #ita #bsdxreaderita #bsdxreader

[seiuss]

#yandere #hsr #bsd #bsdxreader #bladexreaderhsr

¡! ❞ 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑.

❝ he licked his lips, said to me - girl you look good enough to eat - put his arms around me, said - boy, no, get your paws right off me. ❞

yandere! blade x fem! reader.

inspired by the song monster by lady gaga.

The scent of blood. The filth of iron. A shallow echo, followed by the sound of absolute nothingness.

He was close by.

You could feel it.

It was difficult to pinpoint when this song and dance had begun but that was just the way Blade handled everything, as you would come to learn. You could recall bumping into a masked stranger in large crowds on the Lofu - whom you now know is Blade - and finding it odd just how often they would occur. At first it just felt like a simple accident, perhaps the man was just working in a place that was close to your own shop, thus making all the run ins nothing too strange or something worthy to ponder on about.

It all took a turn for worse once you felt the hairs at the back of your neck standing up straight when you would be walking home at night.

The streets would be empty and desolate, not a single soul in sight. You chalked it up to being paranoid, because who wouldn't wouldn't be afraid to walk home alone in the dark? The only thing that could be heard was the sound of a few stray critters and the sound of your own beating heart. Every heartbeat felt like it knocked the air out of you, the pumps getting stronger and stronger with every step you would take. Paranoia would take over your entire mind as you would check behind you every few seconds, to see if there really was a mystery man following you.

All of that fear would be washed away once you'd be in front of your door, the familiar wood calming your nerves as you'd fumble with the keys. With an eager sigh, you'd open the door with lightning speed and shut it just as fast, always double locking it. Your back would be pressed against the wooden frame as you'd put your hand on your chest, checking to see if your poor heart had finally managed to catch a breather.

This routine went on for months. You told your friends about the looming shadow that tailed you for countless nights, how terrified you were and just how unsafe it was for you to be walking home alone. Naturally, the responses were mixed. Some thought that you were just being jumpy, imagining things going bump in the night. It was natural to be scared of the unknown, that was their way of comforting you. The other side was more sympathetic and were more than willing to hear you out. Taking your words seriously, a good friend had offered himself to walk you home from that night onward. His own home was also close to your own so it was pretty much perfect. The two of you made plans on where to meet and what time. You could even treat him to some dinner while you were together, it was the least you could do to repay him for his kindness. Finally, the sun had set and it was time to depart together with your friend. With a pep in your step, you walked towards the rendezvous point and feeling just a bit more confident in this decision. You waited there and checked the time, he was running late. Well, it's not unusual to be a few minutes late, you could wait more.

Five minutes turned into ten.

Ten minutes turned into thirty.

This wasn't alright.

Everything was off once more, the familiar sensation of adrenaline had kicked back in as you looked around for your friend. Where was he? Why didn't he show up? Was this all just a prank to him after all?

Feeling dejected and nervous, you walked back home alone, the lights from the lanterns being your only companions. The familiar sounds of the night were still there, the occasional drunken yell as well.

But the sting that you would feel at the back of your neck, it...

It was not there.

There was no tension, no other presence that you could feel.

You were lost in the darkness.

The next day, you asked around for your friend but they all said the same thing - he had a sudden accident a bit before he was supposed to meet up with you and ended up bludging both his arms and legs. No one knew how it happened and whenever they would ask the guy all he would do is stare back at them, his lips quivering and bloodshot eyes filled to the brim with terror.

It made you want to curl up into a hole in the ground.

Calling in sick, you decided to go home while it was still daylight. The habit of looking behind your shoulder was very much on alert but there was also a sense of calmness in the air. Instead of the cold and chilly night you were walking down a path which was light up with warm light, instead of sounds of creatures looking for their next meal all you could hear were the sound of street vendors and chatter of children. The food smelled delicious and you allowed yourself the luxury of loosening up, just for a little bit. As you rummaged through your purse you came into contact with the familiar feeling of metal keys, the tiny charm you had on them being a dead set indicator. You put the key into the lock but before you twisted it, you turned around one last time to admire the scenery around you.

Happy children and grumpy adults were scattered all over the place, all of them lost in their own little world or they mingled with each other in one way or the other. You were particularly focused on the little boy who was devouring a grilled piece of meat on the stick, the aroma of it almost making your mouth drool. Looking behind your back really wasn't all too bad, especially if you could feast your eyes on the pure serenity which was so close.

Turns out, it was your front which you had to be looking out for.

Just as you opened the door, a tall man with jet black hair was on the other side. He stood perfectly still as he stared down at you, his blood red eyes leering over your body, like a hunter going in for the kill. Dread bubbled in your stomach at an alarming rate but before the scream could come out to the surface, the dark stranger pressed you close to him, one hand holding your waist tightly while the other clamped your mouth shut, not even allowing you to breathe.

"If you even make a sound." he said, his voice gruff but determined.

"I will kill every single person that is standing behind you. Man, woman or child, it does not matter to me."

You wanted to hurl. Your eyes were blown wide open with fear, your entire body shaking with anticipation as his hot breath fanned the shell of your ear. You could feel his teeth ghosting your earlobe, threatening to take a bite whenever he pleased. The hand which was snaked around your waist moved upwards to your back, his bandaged finger tracing the flesh through the fabric of your shirt. No one from the outside world was even paying attention to you and if they did, the two of you probably looked like two love birds who were just thoroughly enchanted with one another.

"You know." said the man, his voice edging on playful now. "I've been watching you for a while now."

You could feel your stomach drop in realization and he too picked up on that fact. He chuckled right in front of your face, his long strands of hair tickling your cheeks. You didn't even realize just how sticky his hands were up until now, you how putrid his scent was, like he had just cut up a carcass and left it for dead under the sun.

"Oh?" he chuckled, his tone fully serious now.

"Don't you recognize the smell of your friend?"

The tears finally kicked in and the sicko in front of you took great pleasure in them. You bawled like a baby in front of him, the horror of knowing that your friend was either dead or dying in a ditch somewhere was just too much to handle. But the creek merely laughed at you, his body shaking with pleasure as he kissed your tears away, his horrid cackles ringing loudly in your eyes. You managed to look at the world behind you one last time, your eyes searching for someone, anyone to help you in this time of need. But no one was there to see you, no one was there to help you.

The last thing you saw was a few strings of light before the stranger kicked the door shut with his foot, sealing you away from any possible freedom.

[reijixia13]

I have now successfully published the book!

The prologue is currently the chapter available, but here is the link!

[dazaiscum]

congrats on 100 followers!! can i ask for 21 n 23 with dazai :)

A/n note: Aww thank you, lovely <33 Also I'm sorry if I made you wait 😭😭

Warnings: NSFW, 16+

Genre: smut

Prompts: “Behave” and “Did you touch yourself while I was gone?”

Pairing: Dazai/reader

“Please cant- can't take it anymore!! ‘s too big” pathetic whimpers leave your kiss-swollen lips as your boyfriend kept hitting your cervix with each thirst.

Toes curling and back arching every time he hit that particular spot. Your vision blurs as tears start forming in your e/c pools.

“Tsk” Dazai clicks his tongue as he tucks the hair stuck on your forehead ‘cause of your sweat behind your ear.

“Behave” going at a rapid pace he continues. “You've taken it before and you can take it now” 

Kissing your tears away he curses as you clench around him. “Fuck! You're so tight- ugh it’s almost as if your little cunt wants to milk me dry-”

Rolling your eyes at the pleasure you felt the familiar knot in the pit of your stomach almost snap but Dazai pulls out just before you could reach your high.

Forehead glistening with sweat and tears streaming down your face, you try to make a coherent sentence.

“Why- why’d you s-stop?” Chuckling slightly he took your face in his hands, grazing his thumb on your jaw, faking a pitied face.

“Poor kitten. tell me, do you think you deserve to cum? did you touch yourself while I was gone?” eyes widening at the sentence you try.

“N-no”

“Hm, don't lie now that's what bad girls do and you know what happens when you don't behave?”

gulping, you avert your eyes from him and whisper out a small ‘i get p-punished’

Grinning at what you said Dazai makes you face him. “Good, at least you've kept a bit of your training.”

Dazai ties your hands to the headboard as your eyes widen, knowing what's ahead of you.

“N-no wait!! I just missed you so much!!” You wine as he shoves a vibrator in your pussy.

Tilting his head to the side, he looks at you with a raised eyebrow. “You couldn't wait for two days? didn't I just tell you lying is bad, belladonna? and you need to learn your lesson after all”

turning the vibrator on its lowest setting, he makes his way over to the chair, ready to pump himself at your pathetic moans and whimpers as you think about what you just got yourself into.

[blondanimetwinksupremacy]

A LITTLE POEM FOR OUR FAM 🤟🤟🤟😍🤪🤪🤪🤪👌

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#bsd #bsdxreader #bsdchuuya #chuuyaxreader

˖✮₊ 𓆩☠︎︎𓆪 house of balloons

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˙⋆✮ pairing: ex!nakahara chuuya x gn!reader

˙⋆✮ genre: ansgt (dark elements involved)

˙⋆✮ content warnings: toxic/crazy ex, degrading, unhealthy relationships, violence

˙⋆✮ word count: 2.3k

"Been on another level since you came, no more pain"

"You look into my eyes, you can't recognize my face"

You gazed out of the window, looking up at the night sky and admiring the faded stars and red-tinted moon. Yokohama was always so quiet at night...well, not really peacefully quiet, though, since the Port Mafia was lurking in the dark shadows of the city.

You wondered if he was out tonight, executing the next unlucky soul that had betrayed Mori.

"You're in my world now, you can stay, you can stay"

You turned the volume of the music up, sighing as you laid back in the passenger seat of the expensive foreign car you were in. The air was filled with the thick scent of tobacco from the cigar your date was smoking. He was an older business man that you'd encountered at a bar. Despite his age, he wasn't much of a gentleman, evident by the smoke he kept blowing in your face and the absence of any lingering touch on your thigh.

Stifling a cough, you reached for the window button and pressed it to roll the window down, trying to alleviate your nausea. The older man peered over at you, "Ha. The smell of Cuban cigars too much for you, hun?"

You feigned a smile and shook your head, "Just want some fresh air." Your date mumbled something before getting back to the wheel, taking another long blow from the cigar. You didn't want to mention it, but you hated it.

The smell reminded you of sadder times. Chuuya rarely ever smoked, mostly just when he was stressed or irritated, and when he did, he always stepped away from you or rolled down the window. As your relationship had started to fall apart, he would smoke more. His wine bottles slowly became accompanied by cigarettes, and the scent would never really leave his long black coat, reminding you that your love was fading away.

Your reminiscing was interrupted when you felt your phone vibrating through your mini handbag. Your date eyed you as you slowly took it out and instantly pressed the red decline button, not even bothering to check the caller ID. You already knew it was Chuuya, calling you from a burner phone. This was the fifteenth time today⎯fuck, he was persistent.

The car went silently into the night as it crossed the bridge, and you could see the stars reflected on the river. "Everything alright, hun? Your friends keep calling you." You bit the inside of your cheek. Friend, huh? More like crazy ex...You knew it was starting to look suspicious, so you turned to face the older man.

"They're just being annoying, love, please don't worry about it. Tonight, I just want to focus on yo⎯" A flash of red by the bridge caught your eye, accompanied by a sudden drop in your stomach.

"But you belong to me, ooh, you belong to me..."

A feeling of dread washed over you, but you tried to ignore it as you leaned over to hug your date and kiss him on the cheek to reassure him. He looked at you funny but let out a hearty laugh in response.

The relief was short-lived, though, as soon as the car lost all sense of physics and flipped upside down with no notice⎯like it was being controlled, no, manipulated by gravity.

You could feel his presence before you could feel the recoil from the impact of the car being flung away from the road to the side of the bridge. You shrieked as the car alarm started blaring and the shards of glass started to fall on you, although they conveniently were pulled away by a red presence before they could pierce you.

Your date wasn't as lucky though, and you could hear his groans of pain and shock nearby. Head spinning, you tried to turn towards your door to escape until you met an ominous pair of blue eyes, framed by messy ginger bangs.

Trying to reach out, you tried to reach out in the distance, muttering quietly, "Ch-Chuuya⎯" A gloved hand broke the door open like it was nothing and seized yours, forcing you out of the damaged car essentially unscathed. You stumbled while you got back on your feet and leaned against the beams of the bridge, unfortunately with Chuuya's support. He crouched down to hold your face and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead, like that would do anything to ease your borderline concussion.

"Fucking missed you, doll." You shuddered from his words and the feeling of him tucking some stray hairs behind your ears. The world was spinning, but you could make out his figure leaving and walking around to the driver's side of the car, followed by another red glow, signaling he was using his ability.

Goosebumps crawled up your arms as you heard a thud beside you, and a wrenching crush⎯Chuuya had just dragged your date out of the car and thrown him across the bridge hard. That crush you heard was definitely the sound of bones. The older man's cries of pain continued to ring in the air as your ex slowly approached the two of you, dread filling you with each clack of his boots on the pavement.

"P-please, spare me. I-If it's money y-you want, I⎯ack!"

The older man's pleads were cut short by a silencing kick from Chuuya, which made you cringe. You had always disliked all the violence associated with the Port Mafia lifestyle.

"Shut the hell up, old man. Your money and assets mean nothing to me." He spat out, stepping on your date's custom leather wallet, the yen becoming stained with blood and rubble. Trying to battle the throbbing in your head, you closed your eyes for relief, but your ex grabbed the collar of your top and shook you back awake, "Hey, I'm not done with you yet. At least try to stay awake after all the work I did to keep your pretty face unharmed."

You weakly glared back at him, unsuccessfully trying to swat his gloved hand away, but it did nothing. Your date turned to face you with wide eyes, "Hun, you know this man? Pleas⎯"

Chuuya's grip on you loosened as he went to go choke the older man, "Hun? Are you fucking kidding me? And who are you, huh?" You could feel his cutting gaze on you again, like he was waiting for you to answer instead.

You groaned, tired of the back-and-forth, "He's my date, Chuuya...spare him..." You trailed off, already knowing where this conversation was going. This had become a routine⎯you going on dates with other people to try and seek some peace or a free meal, but Chuuya would always intervene, somehow finding you and doing something bad to your partner.

His hands tightened into a fist, "Your date?" He laughed bitterly, but the emotion didn't reach his cerulean eyes, "What the hell? Am I interrupting your first one or something?" You stayed silent, not in the mood to argue with him. He frowned, using his ability to lift the car. "What is it that you like so much about him anyways, huh? This junk sports car? The fancy steakhouse he took you to for dinner?" He crushed the expensive diamond watch your date was wearing, which had been thrown onto the cement. "You know I'm better than him, don't you, doll? I mean, don't you remember all the things I gave you?" He sighed again, "For fucks sake, you have the tennis bracelet I gifted you on right now!"

You looked away, still not wanting to entertain his little act. To be honest, you did remember it⎯all too well. When he flew you to Bordeaux for your birthday and you made wine together, all the mornings he would wake you up with roses and your favorite sweets, and the time you would spend in his arms. You missed it, but you didn't have a choice, you had to leave him. All the consolation couldn't make up for the nights that you were alone because he was working, the times he would choose Mori's orders over your needs, and when you'd be taken as a hostage by the Mafia's enemies. Of couse, Chuuya never failed to save you, but you hated living in constant fear and loneliness.

A scream brought you back to reality as you felt a rush of air besides you. You looked up to see the red car along with your date in the air, and you got up immediately. You told Chuuya to spare him. You heard the silenced screams of your date as you ran to the edge of the bridge, but all you could do was look down and watch in horror as they fell into the water, a large ripple forming from the impact.

Your heart started beating rapidly again as you shouted out the older man's name, trying to hope he somehow survived the fall. Head still fuzzy, you tried to climb up onto the edge of the bridge. A futile effort, really, and a strong pair of arms pulled you back from the walls of the bridge. "Don't bother, doll, he's already gone. It's just us now."

Tears started to flow from your eyes before you could process his words, and your breath started to stagger. The sudden quiet of the night had hit you. You couldn't avoid Chuuya anymore.

He flared his nostrils as he laid his chin on your dropped shoulder, "You smell like shit. When did you start liking cig⎯"

"Chuuya," you started weakly, "Why are you here?" You looked up, and you swore his eyes softened upon locking with yours.

He looked away and scoffed, "I'm here on business. Your little date went back on a big deal with the boss, so I was ordered to get rid of him." Vague as always. Not like you expected much of an explanation from him. He turned back to you, "And you? Why are you all dressed up, huh? You're not supposed to go on dates when you're already mine, y'know?"

Two tears fell down as you pushed yourself away from Chuuya's warm back and turned so your back wasn't facing him. "I'm not yours anymore, you know that. Don't you remember the night I broke up with you?"

His eyes narrowed again, darkening, and he walked slowly to close the distance between the two of you again, "You were just confused that night, doll, you never really know what you want." You shivered and stepped away slowly, "I mean, what's the point of 'breaking up' if we both still love each other?"

You sucked in your breath, swearing the air wasn't as cold before, "You don't love me, Chuuya. This is something else⎯it's...obsession." Chuuya sighed as he took off his black gloves.

"Obsession? No, darling, I don't think you understand," He took off his coat, and you flinched, preparing for the worst, "The missed calls, roses and chocolate delivered to your doorstep, the designer clothes and jewelry I still send you," He stepped closer to you, now face-to-face, and wrapped his trench coat around your shoulders, "And this," he cupped your face, and you relaxed hesitantly under his warm fingertips, "Isn't this love?"

You exhaled, finally allowing yourself to breathe⎯you didn't think Chuuya would get so soft with you all of a sudden. He wiped the tears away, leaving gentle kisses in their place and preventing you from sobbing. Oh, you remembered that he'd always do that when you were on the verge of a breakdown. Even now, you hated how it calmed you down and made you feel safe in your toxic ex's arms. You hated how fast you eased up under his touch, and how fast you wrapped your arms around his neck and let him run his hands through your hair. "Stop it..." You tried to resist, but your head still hurt and his embrace was the only thing that took your mind off the pain. You hated it. You hated him.

But most of all, you hated how you let his fingers guide your lips up to his, and how you let yourself get lost in his kisses, only pulling away for air.

"Darling," Chuuya panted, "Come back to me. I know you miss me as much as I miss you." He looked in your starstruck eyes intensely, "We were never meant to be apart. I'll make sure you never feel lonely in that house again⎯I promise."

How nice sweet nothings sounded under the stars.

You nodded, not sure if your head was still disoriented or if this was truly what your heart wanted. You certainly didn't want to run in circles anymore, moving onto a new person just for Chuuya to throw them off a bridge⎯or worse. Deep down, you knew no one else could fill the gaps he left in your heart.

You knew your mind wanted to leave, to run far away from your ex and escape, but you couldn't go. Not when he was looking at you so lovingly, or when his black coat was providing your body the warmth it so desperately needed.

Another tear threatened to spill from your eyes, but Chuuya swiped it away again. Maybe you could just give him one more chance. "Yeah, let's go home, it's happier there."

The smile he gave you after hearing that was...different. Melancholic, almost, but also like he was waiting to win you over for a long time. The wind blew through his burning orange hair, and it looked so beautiful under the golden moonlight. You wished you could keep that view forever in your memories, and the best way to do it was to stay with Chuuya. You wrapped your hands around his tense arm, letting your eyes finally rest.

Just for tonight, you'd let yourself be weak and go back to the man you swore you hated most in the world. You'd let him whisper more affectionate words into your ear and hold you tightly, maybe even staying in the morning.

Chuuya leaned over to kiss your forehead, "Tell me you love me, darling. Tell me you're mine, please." The last part came out weaker, like a plea.

You took one last look at the water and the ground, where there remained no more traces of your date or his sports car. The smell of cigars was gone, replaced by Chuuya's amber cologne.

"I love you, Chuuya. I'm yours."

[the-port-marfiar]

Sweet Dreams

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

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

Chuuya x male! reader

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

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

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

“haah..please..” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

---

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

(Y/n) flushed, “Wh-what do you mean?”

Chuuya smirked, “What did you dream about?” 

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

[itz-stus]

Hello can you write some headcannons where dazai from bsd has a Indian wife thank you

Hello thank you for this request anon. I really appreciate it. So here are some headcannons for dazai with an Indian wife.

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Dazai's Indian wife

Being his wife is going to a job itself. As much as he loves you he is a pain to look after

He will definitely be like learning Hindi and has heard a lot of scolding from you as well in it. Since he annoys you to death

Like if your newly married they you have like the whole Chuda and like the maganl sutra and all. He absolutely adores that.

If you're vegetarian he will take special care for you food yk since many people in India are vegetarian including me. So if that is the case there will be non veg in the house. So if he ever does eats he just eats outside.

As much ad bad he is at cooking he will try to learn how to cook some basic common dishes in India. Like Parathas and all. Cause u force him too

There will be mixed cuisines in your household. Yk like if you know how to cook and like it aswell then you would make like Japanese dishes but with a Indian touch like how our mother makes foreign food with Indian touch.

Dazai has ate every Indian dish you could make or have learned to make and appreciates you in every single one.

In your house Hindi music is compulsory like if your like music then in your house there will be light music all over the house.

At time you two dance to the beats and giggle at each other's silly moves.

There will be times like if Dazai comes home from the agency with like injuries (which is one a regular basis) you scold him every time. If he has a bigger injury like there is too much blood then you might as well scold him in Hindi.

You have made him try Chai. And after marrying you its become a normal habit of drinking tea with you in the morning.

He has learnt Hindi quite well and after some time he can also speak Hindi.

At first he had a terrible accent but it improved from time to time.

If you like reading Hindi books poetries then their will be a like reading sessions with dazai where you just both cuddle and you just read some books to him answering his every little question.

If you work at the agency then there will be like both of you are just talking casually in Hindi and Atsushi is like'wtf are they speaking?'

And if you have interest in history and politics like I do oh boy there will always be like those types of discussions in you household. Like you telling him something new about both Japan and India from mythology to history to civics everything is in the debate here.

Cuddling him to sleep is a mustttt cause it just feels so nice that you are giving your all to him. Listening to his voice just making your night as you kissed ever inch of his beautiful face.

Dazai on the other hand is just grateful to have some this caring. Some to talk to who just understands his very being. He would just be the sweetest.

He just loves everthing about you and tries his best every time. He wants to protect the very person who makes it a little more easier abd enjoyed to live from his miserable life. Who makes how makes him understand humans a little better.

If he comes late and finds you like asleep he would like cover you in you blanket like wrapping you nicely and cuddle you.

He would appreciate you everytime.

There is no doubt he does his suicide techniques abd always asks you on a lovers suicide and even whines after you say no.

He might be a little harsh sometimes yk like in early stage due to yk mafia thing but don't be mad at him he is quite the puzzle to solve so be patient with him.

There is not a single day complete if he hasn't pranked you or put your stuff away. He annoys you to death and teases you for it aswell.

He just enjoyed watching you get angry. Like the one time you were parking your car(cause he is not a good driver who even gave him a driving license)

"Sala kisne sikhaya hai in gadho go gadi laga b@&%&#₹@." You yelled as dazai just looked at you in amusement.

There was also this one time a girl was a little too close and dazai being dazai this mf asked her for a double suicide when you just went up to her like asked her to go since it was like the time for the agency but she won't buzz off. And you yelled.

"Ek ulte hat kar mara na toh tere plastic surgeon ko bhi surgery ki zaroorat pad jayegi. Bhag ya se!" And then she just looked at you weirdly when you just said like to buzz off in Japanese. While dazai is just watching the show rooting for you.

I feel like dazai might just be the kinda guy who would randomly dim the living room lights and turn on some classic romantic song and invite you to slow dance in the living room in your pyjamas at like ten at night and you just. waltz around with him for a while.

Between you and dazai there are both happy, comical and sad moments.

In sad moments if dazai is feeling low it's like a 6th sense to you by now. You always give him space if he wants to talk about it. If he doesn't you don't mind but just give him company like kissing him and like showing that you love him in every possible way. Which is also visa versa

In the end you are a happy married couple who is just as chaotic as much as both of you are cute.

Ps dazai is also scared from your ears twists when you scold him way to hard. He belives that you are even scarier than kunikida when you are truly mad.

[usagi-chwan]

Single life is no longer for me (BSDxReader)

🌸 Characters in this chapter: Oda, Fukuzawa, Chuuya, Dazai (Mafia) and Dazai (Agency).

🌸 Knowing Dazai's past is preferable to read the first part dedicated to him, and the same goes for Fukuzawa (although, for this one, the moment when the spoilers begin are indicated inside his part). Otherwise, there are no spoilers! Oh yes, one last little thing: remember who Sasaki is, it will come in handy for the second part on Dazai :)

This chapter is a request from... Me. 😂

The speech of this chapter is in one sentence: how their loved ones learn they are in a relationship. And yes, once again I have written two separate parts for Dazai... (A fangirl thing, some will understand :)). Happy reading!

Oda

- The revelation comes completely by accident, during an evening at the Lupin with his two drinking buddies.

- Oda has simply left his phone on the counter on his way to the bathroom, during which brief moment you decided to call your boyfriend. And, unlucky for you, a curious little nose with bandages on it could not resist glancing at the screen to see who could be calling his friend at such an hour.

- Oda had no intention of hiding your relationship from his friends, whom he trusts more than anyone; he just never had the chance to tell them, in the course of their many conversations. In short, he was not asked the right questions. 

- When Oda returns from the bathroom, Dazai immediately asks him who this mysterious caller is, mentioning your name that appeared on Oda's phone screen; and, although he does his best to appear disinterested, Ango is also curious about this person's identity.

- Oda replies naturally, without his expression changing for a second, that it is his boyfriend/girlfriend, while quietly leaving the bar for a moment, just long enough to call you back and make sure everything's all right. 

- Without suspecting for a moment that he has left his two friends speechless, round-eyed and practically with their mouths wide open.

- If they had expected such a revelation... And especially in such a detached tone. But typical Oda, after all!

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Fukuzawa

- Ranpo has known since the beginning of your relationship, so he will not be the most surprised, that is for sure. 

- The one who will be the most stunned will undoubtedly be Kunikida... Perhaps to the point of almost passing out, who knows? 

- The revelation comes in a simple way. Your boyfriend's employees find out when, one day, their boss is on leave and they are having a coffee under the Agency, before starting their work... Their boss walks down the street with you holding his hand, right in front of the café's window.

- Well. Maybe you are just a member of his family after all...?

- But that flimsy theory is shattered when they see the loving look you exchange, as you wait at a crosswalk for a traffic light to turn green. 

- A deep silence fills the café, disturbed only by the discreet chewing of a certain Ranpo, quietly helping himself to the plates of his fellow workers, whose gazes are fixed on you and their boss. 

- He would be sure to thank you for the golden opportunity you have created for him and his stomach. Even if it was not intentional, of course.

--- Spoils for his past starting from here---

- As for his childhood friend Fukuchi, he learns the news just as simply as the others; he asks Fukuzawa why he is not looking for someone to date, knowing that the girl they had known since they were young was madly in love with Fukuzawa. 

- Calmly, the latter announces that he is not single anymore, and for a while now... This leads to a system bug on Fukuchi's side.

- Never ask questions you are not prepared to hear the answers to; it is not so hard to understand, is it?

~

Chuuya

- He is relatively secretive about his personal life, knowing his job and his status within it.

- But anyone who can interpret his facial expressions and moods (someone who knows him well, in short), can easily tell that something good happened to him, the very day after you became a couple. 

- And the person best placed to do this is none other than Kôyô (although Mori suspects something on his side too). When she sees Chuuya contain his irritation with disconcerting ease at the idiotic blunder of a new member of the Mafia, instead of immediately going berserk as he usually does (for he possesses a very precarious patience, even if it does astonish some), she knows that something positive has happened.

- The way he smiles to himself for no apparent reason is also indicative of underlying good news, as is the way he now rushes off work as soon as he has finished what he has to do, or even before, even if it means continuing his tasks the next day (whereas he would compliantly work overtime whenever it was necessary under normal circumstances, or when he simply did not realize how late it was). Of course, he always works overtime when he has to! Only, he now seems unable to stay at work due to a lack of attention to his clock.

- Something is calling him home earlier than before, making him happier but also more patient with others... 

- Like a true detective, Kôyô has patiently gathered all this evidences, and is now certain of their significance. And finally, she decides to find out for herself.

- One evening, while Chuuya is working a little late, on the verge of overtime, Kôyô comes to him, reprimanding a smile, telling him it is time to go home and, besides, that someone is waiting for him, is it not? 

- Chuuya then looks at the clock before widening his eyes, holding back an expletive in the process, and hurries to put his things away at full speed. Eventually, however, he comes to a halt, his cheeks scarlet, realizing something... How can Kôyô know that someone is waiting for him at home, when he has not told anyone...?

- The young woman's victorious, amused smile finishes him off, increasing his blush considerably and nearly causing him to choke on his own saliva as he swallows hard.

- Never underestimate your "big sister"; she knows you by heart, and perhaps better than you know yourself.

~

Dazai (Mafia)

- It is very simple: he shouts it loud and clear to his two comrades as soon as he enters the Lupin, happy as ever. And, in the process, he harps on, for hours, about all the qualities he finds in his new better half... Which takes a long, long time.

- They cannot say they are not surprised: Dazai used to see a lot of girls, without it being serious, and not lasting more than a few days, or even a single day. But, for once, he seems to have found the right person... And he is showing it. A little too much, some might say...

- And, even if they are literally drowned out by the torrent of words Dazai is spouting, his two friends are obviously happy for the brown-haired man, who has finally found some of the happiness he has been looking for.

- As for Chuuya... The poor guy has been taunted for days, supposedly because he does not have "what is needed" to have a boyfriend/girlfriend, apparently... According to Dazai.

- But is this really the case? On the contrary, I think the number of people willing to fight to win our Chuchu's heart is considerable, in reality...

~

Dazai (Agency)

- He certainly knows how to be impressive and sensational, sometimes without even meaning to. But that is just his nature, is it not? (Insert L'Oréal's "because I'm worth it" here).

- The proof: after all that time doing nothing, he has FINALLY started to work. The bare minimum, admittedly, but it is enough to make an impression on his colleagues... Especially one of them, whose identity we will not reveal in order to preserve his anonymity. It is not enough to reveal that he now has someone in his life, but it does arouse the curiosity of his colleagues.

- Such a reversal of fortune (and convictions) has only one objective: to help you pay half of the apartment, food, etc... 

- And, above all, little presents for you. Lots of them. So much so that the apartment you now share is drowning under a ton of gifts for you... But Dazai cannot resist seeing your eyes sparkle with happiness every time he gives you something!

- The final act of the couple's revelation takes place when Sasaki is staying at his apartment for one night; she mentions, in front of everyone, that Dazai's boyfriend/girlfriend was extremely nice... In the process, she provides answers to many questions that were previously unanswered...

- But also brings new questions, especially from Kunikida. Who could be crazy enough to find something positive in Dazai...? It was beyond him.

Aaaand the end! Have a great day, take care! And, if you have a request, do not hesitate!

Kisses~

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Playing HSR with you! Characters: Dazai, Chuuya, Ranpo

He is into the lore, and listens to every quest, even if the dialogue is pretty boring (he might complain about it)

He does love how deep the lore goes and loves to tell you lore that doesn't exist yet (his own theories)

His favourite quests would be the Amphoreous Quest and Penacony, they have so much lore potential

Dazai's favourite quest for sure was the Xianzhou Questline

His favourite characters include Blade, Dan Heng & The Herta

Usually, he uses Nihility teams or he has one main DPS he supports with many Harmony/Abdunance/Preservation supports

Collects characters he finds interesting/he sees himself/you in

Moneywise he doesn't spend much on the game but occasionally will buy you the Express Supply Pass

Chuuya loves collecting the characters

He is the only one who a causal player, but sometimes tries whenever Dazai teases him about it

He enjoys the quests, though he hates the hard boss fights since he's only a casual player

Guides are a blessing for him since he can't figure out which artifact is for who, or where the chests are

His Favourite Characters include Boothill, Robin, Serval and Jingliu

He also finds the child characters (Yunli, Yanqing, Hook, Clara, Tribbie, etc.) adorable

Chuuya also helps you get all the characters you want

You guys can match popular ships with your characters together

He dislikes how there's no co-op option since he wants to help you farm, etc.

Occasionally gets you Eidolons and light cones of characters you like

Since he's a casual player he won't spend too much money on it aside from the Nameless Honour and occasionally the Express Supply Pass

Ranpo loves the puzzle mechanics within the game and the exploration

The characters are one thing but it's the MOC, Simulated Universe and all the endgame puzzles that he loves

Even though they're all easy he loves it whenever you ask him to help out on some of the puzzles

And chests too, he'd help you find them all

His favourite Characters would include The Herta (she's a genius, that's why), Ruan Mei

He collects a lot of the meta characters and also helps you build your characters

With him, you'll find the best teams and artifacts around