diorrrouge

[riiwrites]

bsd characters reacting to you being sick

SUMMARY : oh no! it seems you’ve fallen ill :( but how will your lover ever react?!

GENRE : texts/smau, fluff

A/N : hi my beauties!! its been a while since i last posted an actual piece of work, but im here to provide you with some content including some text content! i hope you all enjoy and i hope im not too rusty when it comes to this as its my first one!! if you want to be added to my text messages taglist please say so under this post, enjoy!

special thanks to @chloiyoomi for introducing me to the app!! go check her out she’s awesome :) 🩷

INCLUDES : atsushi, dazai, chuuya, akutagawa, yosano

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[lotomber]

FERVOR!

Pairing: Kitsune! Dazai x Wifey! Reader

Synopsis: One day your husband came to you and he was acting weird? But he was just in heat!

Warning: Nsfw, rough sex, piv, biting, hair pulling, scratches, hickeys, blood, breeding kink, mating press, creampie, mdni

It was just like any normal evening you were making dinner in the kitchen when suddenly dazai came and hugged you tightly from behind.

"Samu let me go, I'm making dinner." You were used to the playful quirks of Dazai so just tried to shrug him off at first. But when he wasn't letting you go, you noticed something was weird. As you turned around to see. He was breathing heavily, his ears were perked up, his hand felt hot, his pupils were constricted and there was red gleam in his eyes as if he was a predator looking at his prey. You suddenly remembered when once Dazai told you how kitsune go through heat. Is Dazai in heat? you thought to yourself.

"Samu Wha-" before you could even finish he just pulled you in and pressed his lips on yours.

"Shh Don't say anything, I need you so bad darling" His voice came out as a needy whine.

Usually he tends to take his time with you but today he just seemed too desperate as he kissed you aggressively. he held you by one arm on your waist and another on your nape to keep you still. Your breathe quickens as his tongue caresses yours until it was almost unbearably hot. He pulled away for a few seconds to catch breathe only to pull you into a more deeper kiss. You let out a low moan in his mouth as you felt his hands crawling underneath your clothes.

He picks you up, squeezing your ass as his tongue continues to explore your mouth while he moved to the bedroom. He gently throws you on the bed before pulling over your t-shirt and skirt leaving you in your undergarments. you feel his weight on you as he leans over to kiss your neck. he continues to nibble and bite moving down your collar bone until he reaches the valley in between your breasts you hiss as he bites a bit too hard hard leaving a dark purple hickey while unclasping your bra and throwing it aside. your breathe hitches as he moves his mouth on one of your nipple while kneading the other.

"F-fuck you're so soft and warm darling just f'me" His fingers moves on your clothed cunt grazing your clit, sliding your panties a bit and without warning he slips two of his fingers in your cunt. you let out a low moan as he curls his fingers at the right spot that makes you see the stars.

"S-shit I can't take it anymore!" he strips his yukata and free his hardened cock, tip leaking precum. he pulls the waistband of your panties down as he raises your leg a bit to remove and throw your panties aside.

He whines as he looks down at you panting, all exposed for him, bite marks, hickeys that adore your body and your glistening cunt begging for him to fill you up, this sight alone is enough to drive him crazy.

He folds you in half pressing your knees on your chest as he aligns his length. rubbing his tip on your folds collecting your slick and his pre cum at your entrance before pushing his cock all at once.

"Fu-fuck you're so tight" he groans as he bottoms out only to push it deeper. You groan as he starts thrusting roughly without giving you time to adjust. you clutch your arms on his back trying to gain some stability as your nails dig deep in his skin scratching his back leaving dark red marks. But it doesn't bother him instead he leans down to kiss you. He bites your lower lip with his sharp canine drawing out a few drops of blood as he licks and sucks it.

"Ahh s-samu sl-slow down" but your words fell deaf in his ears as he was lost in a trance. you felt a knot tightening in your abdomen as your pussy spasms and clenches around him.

"Samu I'm cl- before you could even finish you came all over his cock while he keeps his pace guiding through your orgasm and after a few long strokes he also comes filling you up with his hot seed. he keeps pumping as to not let it spill out of your pussy but some of it still seeps out.

When male kitsune go through heat they feel the overwhelming urge to impregnate their partner so of course he had to make sure you take him well.

Without even letting you get the chance to catch your breathe he flips you over on your tummy and pushes your back into a curve with one arm while he spreads your leg with the other before he starts ramming in you again.

"Tch you take me so well darling don't you? Like you were made f'me." You squirm and try to muffle your voice in the mattress under him as the new angle hit all the spongy spots in your walls.

"Nah~ this won't do darling you gotta let me hear your pretty voice while I fill you up." He pulls a strandful of your hair from back to raise your head. Your eyes roll back from the continuous pleasure as the second high washes over you. Soon you feel his cock twitching and with a one particular deep thrust he shoots thick ropes of cum into your pussy again as his moments halt he falls on your back.

He peppers some kisses on your nape while his tail caresses your legs as to help you down from your high. As soons as you regain your breathe you feel dazai's hips moving again.

"Darling I don't think you'll be able to make dinner tonight~"

Tags: @yasu-masashige, @notmyname001, @ninin8nin, @liviash, @annamwah0315, @zbriia, @shery-katia-55, @amaikitsune, @mberxo, @letsliveagaintoday, @dazaisimpletmereadfanficspls, @cupidszvlvr, @anim3-simps

[ravencincaide]

You pitiful little thing

Summary: Feeling a little lonely, Chuuya gave into the temptation of saving a stray puppy hiding in a cardboard box. Unfortunately for him, the thing he thought was a puppy, was something much less innocent. OR the time a mere mortal mistook a great kitsune for an abandoned stray. 

Pairing: Kitsune!reader x Chuuya Nakahara

Inspired by sweetober prompt 13: Playing with hair 

Author note: Kitsune in Japanese mythology refers to spirits which can shape shift between human and other forms. The older they get the more powerful they become. While some legends portray them as tricksters others describe them as loyal friends, guardians and lovers. You can read up more about them in this article: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kitsune 

Also I'd like to thank @soleelia for being a ball plank and someone I could rant to about this idea and finally get inspiration to finish it! Thanks Lia <3

Warnings: Cursing, drinking, smoking stress, finding a stray in a box, Fluffy with a bit of hurt-comfort. 

Enjoy ~

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“ Ehh what kind of sick bastard would throw out a puppy?” 

You opened a tired eye as the lid of the feeble cardboard box that served as your temporary shelter was pulled open, exposing you to the icy rain and chilly wind. Then your eyes snapped wide open as you realized you were not alone. Above you was a man: ginger hair with mesmerizing blue eyes partially hidden by the shade of his top hat. A forgotten, lit cigarette hung from his lips as he crouched down in front of the box, gloved hands keeping the lid open. He was looking at you closely, with a partially confused and partially surprised expression on his face. 

 You crouched down lower in the box, ears flattened against your head. You tried -but failed to shift. Your body was still too weak to take on your real form, leaving you in the pitiful shape of a snow white fox cub. Fuck. Bearing your teeth, a growl tore through your throat as you inched backwards until you pressed yourself into the corner furthest away from him.  You made yourself as menacing and unwelcoming as possible: Go away human you tried to convey Stay out of matters that do not concern you. 

“Hey no need to get pissy with me” the orange haired man muttered as he reached up and took the cigarette between two fingers, taking a deep drag, before he flickered the half finished smoke into a nearby puddle. Then he reached a hand towards you clearly intending to pick you up and out of the soggy box. Instantly you launched forward, sinking your teeth into the leather of his glove. He yelped and pulled his hand back, raising your small body off the floor of the box in the process. You sunk your teeth deeper- half in fear, half in anger at his insolence making him yell louder. With a rough shake he finally got your teeth off his glove, making your body drop back into the base of the box. You let out a low yelp, your injuries, especially your front paw reminding themselves of their existence. Not wanting to appear weak you crouched down again in a defense position. 

“ Ouch what the fuck?!” he yelled down at you, shaking his wounded hand back and forth in a feeble attempt to shake off the pain. “ Fine, suit yourself!” the ginger snapped and slammed the lid of the box back over you covering you once again in darkness. “ You wanna be a brat then be a brat goddamn it!” you heard him growl. 

 A few moments later you felt the box shift and lift, making you flatten yourself against the fragile soaked base. And no amount of growling or hissing seemed to deter him from taking you away or setting your temporary shelter back down onto the ground. Around half an hour later the box finally stopped shifting about and throwing your small body against all four sides. You were royally pissed. Forget about being out of mana and in a fragile injured  body, you were going to rip his throat out with your– 

You were in a man's apartment. 

You could tell from the overly dark expensive design of the room where practicality and price won out over a more homey and warm feeling. The expensive black couch, heated floors and heavy oak bookshelves all reinforced that impression. And it smelled to match; leather, cigarettes and musky cologne. In fact the place looked like something out of a dark romance novel than something anyone would actually live in. 

“ Soooo” the ginger haired man started shifting awkwardly from one foot to the other, holding the lid of the box in his hands “ Welcome to Chuuya’s hideout– like it?” 

You flickered your eyes up to him, resisting the temptation of rolling them as he called his apartment ‘Chuuya’s hideout’. At least you now knew his name. Chuuya– it kind of suited him.

Slowly you took one step and then another one away from the box. You began to carefully look around. Then tilted your head up and sniffed the air; you could tell he lived alone. There were other scents in the apartment but they were weak- mere reminisce of earlier visits and old gifts stuffed in closets or hidden behind locked doors. None of these scents were familiar to you. Unsurprising. Still, what a strange man he was, having a fully stocked wine fridge in what you assumed was the living room and yet not a single picture frame anywhere. 

Strange indeed.  

You took more steps around the place, noting that there were more doors that lead further into the apartment. All of them closed; clearly he didn’t want you to go exploring too far on your own. Very well then. Your eyes landed back on the couch which was now right beside you and you felt a wave of tiredness wash over you. Your paw thumbed, reminding itself of its existence. Still you rested your weight onto it through gritted teeth before jumping up. 

“ Nonono No– not the italian leather” you heard him sigh as you curled up in a ball, draping your long fluffy tail over your body, and burying your face in it. Then you closed your eyes, giving yourself an innocent appearance. But he better not be fooled- you were one hundred percent on high alert, your ears listening intensely for any movement or action he would take. Said ears twitched as your head him groan again to himself.

 “ Don’t make holes in it” Chuuya stated half angry, half pleading “ Or– Or– I’ll shave you!” he threatened. You opened an eye and stared at him. The action made him huff slightly. “ I really will!” 

He wouldn’t. You could tell. 

Growling under his breath Chuuya tossed the soaked lid back into the cardboard box he brought you in before kicking it in the direction of the front door. The box flew a surprising distance and landed right by the entrance. Then you heard him go to the kitchen; the sound of washed hands and opening and closing of cupboards and the fridge echoed in the otherwise silent apartment. 

You closed your eyes, salvaging whatever rest you could get in this warm place; a place that was significantly more comfortable than the cold outside or any of the other shelters you had sought out in the past weeks. In fact you were close to dozing off when you heard him re-enter the living room. You pretended to be asleep, listening to whatever he would do. Acting defenseless was a good way to judge character- if he meant you any harm or knew what you were- surely he would act while you were asleep. 

Instead of danger and threats that were so familiar to you, you were met with surprising softness that almost didn’t suit his character.  

Chuuya placed a rug down on the opposite side of the room, as far as he could away from the leather couch. “ Here” he said “That’s where you’ll be sleeping until this goddamn tsunami passes and I can get you a proper bed that’s your own.” It seems he knew you were not asleep- or maybe he was speaking aloud out of habit? 

You couldn’t tell. But your interest peaked when you heard him leave the room and then come back a moment later. You heard him set down a glass dish, your nose filled with the sweet scent of meat and cheese. High grade cuts- not the scraps you’d normally feed a stray. 

Interesting. 

Suddenly you heard his phone ring. Chuuya cursed, then sighed, clearly not wanting to answer it. He let the song play for a long while, at first making it seem he would ignore the call. Then before the last tune finally played he answered, bringing the device to his face. He sounded cold as he answered, annoyed even. And his body language reflected that. Almost instantly Chuuya reached for a bottle of wine from the wine fridge, popped the bottle open and poured himself a glass. He twirled the alcohol in his hand  while he listened to whatever the person on the other end was saying to him. Then he started pacing, muttering curses and insults while waving the glass of wine carelessly in his hand. 

Opening your eyes, you watched him carefully for a few moments. The frustration and stress which radiated from his body, sadness and aggravation. He downed the first glass of wine before pouring himself another. After the third glass he stopped pacing and just stood in the corner of the room. Silent now, but sadder. Definitely caught up in the complicated mix of memories, work and emotion. 

You paid him little attention. Jumping down from the couch, you were careful to put as little weight onto your injured paw as possible before you slowly trott over to the plate of food he set down for you. The cuts of cheese and meat were, as you first guessed, of high quality. The kind that was used for festive dinners instead of petfood. This would do, you concluded, as you slowly began to eat. The second you moved away from the couch Chuuya moved and sat down onto it, opening his second bottle of wine. This time he did not bother with a glass, and drank directly from the bottle. 

The phone call lasted another half an hour or so. But even as it ended Chuuya didn’t stop drinking. If anything he cursed loudly under his breath, and doused his emotion in the alcohol. By the end of the second bottle he was a mess, by the start of fourth he was no longer sitting up. Swaying in and out of consciousness. 

You couldn’t understand why a human would get so shit-faced drunk that he would end up sprawled out on his own couch, shivering and snoring- torturing himself with nightmares of his own making. For a long moment you sat and watched Chuuya from a distance. The way he’d mutter things- names- in his sleep. Then tighten his arms around himself in a lonely hug. 

Comfort? Longing?

Humans are pitiful creatures you mused but perhaps–you cut your trial of thought off and slowly inched closer. Over the rug, past the bottles of wine and between the legs of the couch-side glass table, Then you jumped up onto the couch flinching as steadied yourself on your injured paw. You waited until the pain subsided until you began walking: skillfully inching the lengths of the fine leather. Before finally jumping down onto the space beside him. You hesitated only for a moment before you stepped onto him; feeling his muscles easily support your cub-weight. 

You could tell he was awake- holding hisbreath. 

You inched upwards until you found his stomach- perhaps the softest part of bone and muscle that made up this man. Before curling yourself up into a ball, making a semi-comfortable sleeping spot. You closed your eyes, remaining calm even as he raised his hand and trailed his fingers through your fur; strand by strand, studying its fluffy texture. Then he applied more pressure, trailing the lengths of your body with his entire hand. It wasn’t long until that hand buried itself in your fur, pulling you closer to himself. You shivered under his touch and subconsciously wrapped your fluffy tail around his wrist keeping his hand close.

“ Ahh Sweetheart, you’re such a good puppy,” Chuuya whispered in a thick voice, somewhere between sleepy, drunk and teary. You replied with a low threatening growl. How dare this mortal compare you to something as insignificantly small as a mere puppy. 

“ Okay okay not a puppy” Chuuya chuckled, continuing to pet your fur “ But a good girl nonetheless.” 

[baby-tini]

Kitsune!dazai, who kidnaps reader from their village and forces a marriage <3 after all, a pretty lady is the best thing he could get for blessing the village for so many years

Oooh yeah, I mean, for everything that he's done for that village.. he deserves some kind of compensation. It's only fair in his eyes, it's a fair deal, he gets his sneaky little paws on a pretty girl in return for blessing the people, no one should have a problem with that- and they don't. If it means they get too stay safe and comfy in their small little home, they'll give him anything he wants, and he just so happens too want you... so it's a little selfish that you're cursing the people, calling them selfish and crazy for wanting peace and safety? That's so selfish of you.. you could do this one thing, you'll be helping them more then you know, you're their saving grace- and what about their kids? What will happen to their kids if you disagree with the creature of the forest? I mean... a few people have already gone missing, never too be found... like they never existed, you can do this one thing, it'll keep everyone happy and safe, you'll see one day.

[literatureloverx]

Happy Halloween 🎃 , my dears! As promised, I wrote a Kitsune Dazai one-shot, and I hope everyone enjoys it!♥️

I’m posting this before October 31st because I know some of my readers are several hours ahead of my time zone, and it’s already the 31st for them.

Kitsunezai x fem!reader, yandere!dazai, manipulation, mentioning of s*icide, unhealthy behaviour, yandere content in general.

A Love Forgotten

Dazai was jealous of human beings. No matter how much they suffered, their lives would come to an end nonetheless, no matter what. Their suffering would end. And his suffering would stay. It was always there. Never leaving his side.

A thousand years had passed since Dazai Osamu had fallen in love with a mortal.

Dazai was a hopeless, inconsolable being, dwelling in his own misery for all his eternal life. He seeked the meaning of life for as long as he knew himself.

And he never expected his endless pain to be extinguished by a pitiful, worrisome little human such as yourself. You waltzed your way right into his painfully heavy heart, making his inner turmoils become meaningless in no time.

It was a tragic irony in every sense, truly. Here he stood, a being of immense power and divine essence, yet cloaked in profound misery. How pathetic it was that such a remarkable soul, forged from the stars, could be so wretched, yearning for a mortal woman like you.

The way you stumbled upon his tails in the woods felt almost too personal, much like your silly, endearing nature.

Here he was, a silent observer of despair, watching as people chose to hang themselves, seeking an escape from their misery. Each tragic event intrigued him, as they did what he could not. Meanwhile, you wandered through the forest in search of herbs, a lighthearted presence in a realm overshadowed by darkness.

He felt the familiar sting of envy creeping up his spine, a sensation that always lingered just beneath the surface. He was about to let out a weary sigh when you unexpectedly stumbled upon him—the human he had been watching from afar. What a delightful surprise.

You, so engrossed in your trivial pursuits, remained blissfully unaware of the deeper significance that surrounded you.

Like him.

Being a divine soul is a profoundly lonely existence—terribly lonely. Yet, it was only in your presence that he came to understand the true value of companionship, especially that which you offered.

He would gladly be of use to you, if only it meant you would accept him as your companion.

But did you really have a choice in the matter? Certainly not. You were no match for a being as mighty as he.

This companionship blossomed into a profound bond—a love that was immense, deep, and utterly admirable.

You had been the sun illuminating his otherwise endless night—a fleeting, delicate presence, blissfully unaware of the profound power you wielded over him. Yet time, cruel and relentless, would ultimately claim you, just as it did all mortals.

You had died, as all humans do. Your final breath was a soft whisper against his chest, a promise to return to him. And return you would—he would make sure of it. There was no way for him that he could endure this prison and pain called living without you.

Dazai lingered in the village you had shared a lifetime ago. The old village still stood, its forests thick and impenetrable, the air filled with the whispers of spirits long forgotten by the world. Mortals seldom ventured into these woods, for the stories of the Kitsune’s trickery echoed through generations. His presence was a warning, his laughter like a breeze through the trees, calling, taunting.

But Dazai had little interest in new prey. His focus, for nearly a millennium, was the same. He waited for you—his darling—to find your way back to him.

The day you arrived at the village, the wind howled through the trees. It was a small place, nestled at the edge of the mountains, timeless in its serenity. You had traveled far to see it, drawn by an inexplicable pull. The elders spoke of the spirits that roamed these lands, of the Kitsune who haunted the forests, but the warnings didn’t dissuade you. If anything, they intrigued you.

The moment your feet touched the earth of the village, you felt a strange familiarity—a sense that you had been here before, though you knew you never had. Your dreams had been restless in the weeks leading up to this visit. Always, there was a voice calling you, soft and teasing, promising something you couldn’t quite understand. It made your heart ache, though you couldn’t explain why.

That first night in the village, you dreamed again.

The moonlight bathed the forest in silver, and there was a figure—tall, ethereal, with molten silver hair cascading down his back. His eyes, sharp and predatory, glinted gold in the dark. He stood beneath the ancient sakura tree, its petals falling like snow around him. There was something otherworldly about him, something both beautiful and terrifying. His lips curled into a smile, and you heard the voice again, deep and melodic, but with a playfulness that sent a shiver down your spine.

“My darling… have you come back to me at last?”

You awoke with a start, your heart racing in your chest. The dream lingered, as vivid as if it had truly unfolded. The man’s voice echoed in your ears, making it feel as though it hadn’t merely been a dream. You couldn’t shake the feeling that he was near, watching you.

Dazai sensed your presence the moment you stepped into his domain. A thousand years had passed, yet there you were, your essence unchanged.

The realization struck him like lightning—just how much he missed you, how desperately he longed for your return. Your absence had only deepened his misery; he clung to your memories, fully aware of how broken he had become. But now that you had come back, the weight of that longing crashed down on him even harder.

During your absence, he had stopped breathing. And now, with your return, he could breathe again for the first time in a thousand years.

His chocolate brown eyes glimmered with a golden hue as he moved through the trees, silent as a shadow. You had come back to him. This time, you would not leave.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, you found yourself wandering the edges of the forest, drawn to the quiet, almost reverent atmosphere that surrounded it. The stories of the Kitsune, while unnerving, did little to keep you away. Something about the forest felt alive, as though it were calling to you, beckoning you deeper into its embrace.

And then, just as the last rays of sunlight vanished, you heard it. Laughter. Soft, melodic, yet undeniably playful. You froze, your breath catching in your throat as you turned to face the source.

There, standing just a few paces from you, was a figure pulled straight from your dream. His brown, fluffy hair framed his face, and his chocolate eyes radiated a golden glow, watching you with the intense gaze of a predator that made your knees weak.

His presence filled the space around you, as if the very air was bending to his will. Every inch of him radiated power, yet his smile was charming, and his voice flowed like silk. And he had…fox ears? In the shadows of the forest, it was hard to tell, but you recognized them from your dream. The fox ears, along with the nine tails, stirred something deep within you as you instinctively stepped away while he moved closer.

“My darling,” he purred, his voice sending a shiver down your spine. “It’s been far too long, hasn’t it?”

You blinked, struggling to find your voice. How could this be real? How could this be happening?

“I…” you stammered, trying to find your words, but they slipped away under the weight of his gaze.

He stepped closer, his movements graceful, almost feline. There was something hypnotic about the way he moved, each step drawing you deeper into his orbit. His tails swayed lazily behind him, as though they had a life of their own.

“I’ve waited a thousand years for you to return to me,” he murmured, his golden glowing eyes never leaving yours. “And now that you’re here, I’m not letting you go.”

Your heart pounded in your chest. “Who… who are you?”

He smiled, his lips curling in that same playful, dangerous way. “You don’t remember, do you?”

He reached out, his fingers brushing against your cheek. His touch was warm, sending a jolt of electricity through your skin.

“No matter. You will soon enough.”

You took a step back, your mind screaming at you to run, but your feet remained rooted to the ground. There was something about him—something familiar, something that made you want to stay, even though every instinct told you to flee.

“I… I don’t understand…”

“You don’t need to, not now,” he whispered, his breath warm against your ear. “You will. Later.”

The forest around you fell silent, the air thick with tension as his molten chocolate eyes bore into yours. His smile was gentle, yet beneath it lay a possessiveness that sent a chill coursing through your veins—a promise tinged with madness, a madness that could tear your soul apart.

“I will make you remember, my darling,” he murmured, his fingers trailing delicately down your arm. “And once you do, you’ll never leave me again.”

As the moon rose high in the sky, casting its pale light over the trees, Dazai watched you, his darling, with a blend of longing and satisfaction. This time, there would be no death, no separation. He refused to lose you again.

He could already feel it—the magnetic pull between your souls, the bond that had endured through centuries. You were his, and no mortal life, no realm of the living could ever tear you apart again.

Not even death.

BONUS: *kidnaps you to the Yokai realm cutely.*

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

random, stupid idea you can ignore, but what is the reader was like, a kitsune or something? like their world didn't have abilities, but they had yokai or something? you can ignore this if it's to complicated or you have to much work already!!

Kitsune! Reader

Self-Aware! BSD Character x GN! Kitsune! Reader

Description: For some reason, you were always wearing a fox costume, while reading BSD. At least, BSD character were sure, that it's a costume.

Warning: OOC. Mentions of alcohol. I add eight links in the A/N, if you want to learn more about mentioned youkai or see, how BSD characters looked like in costumes. English is my second language.

You were having a time of your life. You had a plate of fried tofu, some good sake and new volume of BSD manga. You feet like a happy kitsune.

With your tails and ears visible, you were reading manga. Suddenly, you noticed, that your phone started to glow.

Two things happened.

First, a bunch of people appeared in your living room.

Second, you, for the first time in centuries, lost control and turned into a fox.

For one moment everything was fine. Then, you tried to set the intruders on fire. Perhaps, they were your fellow kitsunes, who decide to prank you.

Well, you didnt like it in one bit.

Time to teach them a lesson.

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🐾 Okay, when they see you for the first time, they thought that you were wearing a costume. Like... You have fox ears and nine tails... You have to be wearing a costume.

🐾 But, when you transformed into a nine-tailed fox, because they startled you, when they appeared in your world, they realized, that you are, indeed, not a human. Especially, after you, an angry nine-tailed fox, tried to set them on fire.

🐾 After some explanations, fried tofu (thanks, Kyouka) and sake (thanks, Kaji) you calmed down and turned back into your half-fox half-human form.

🐾 And then, the time for an explanation from you arrived.

🐾 You told them, that your world has youkai, that were living near humans for thousands of years.

🐾 While youkai were hiding their existence from humans a secret, it doesn't mean, that youkais were hiding from humans.

🐾 With some cautious behaviour and with help from each other, youkais were secretly living among humans.

🐾 You quickly noticed, that BSD Cast looked guilty. They thought, that you will be uncomfortable with them knowing your secret. You assured them, that you are actually happy. You liked humans and were glad to have human friends who will accept you as a kitsune.

🐾 You bond with BSD Cast really quickly.

🐾 You, Dazai and Gogol formed a prankster group. You three became a worse nightmare for Kunikida, and, from time to time, for Dostoevsky.

🐾 You and Kyouka often eat tofu together.

🐾 You, Dazai, Fukuzawa, Verlaine, Rimbaud, Fukuchi, Kaji, Yosano, Oda, Ango and Taneda became drinking buddies.

🐾 Kenji want to meet other youkais. He talks with every animal he can find.

🐾 You nap on Kenji's lap in your fox form from time to time.

🐾 After characters get their costumes from the app (their costumes from their cards), you had a photoshoot.

🐾 Now, you have a photo with Yamawaro! Kenji, Diviners! Fukuzawa, Atsushi, Junchirou, Naomi, Kunikida, Mori, Elise and Higuchi, Tengu! Dazai, Kitsune! Kyouka, Chokeshin!Yosano, Jorogumo! Kouyou, Shutendoji! Chuuya and Inugami! Akutagawa.

🐾 You had a feeling, that this year Halloween will be awesome. The neighborhood will be 'terrorized' by a group of youkai.

🐾 You have a feeling, that your life will never be boring again.

🐾 All thanks to your human friends.

🐾 You were a one lucky fox. You were friends with so many humans. And BSD cast were so happy to be your friends.

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A/N.

Youkai.

Yamawaro - https://yokai.com/yamawaro/

Shutendōji - https://yokai.com/shutendouji/

Jorōgumo - https://yokai.com/jorougumo/

Inugami - https://yokai.com/inugami/

Kitsune - https://yokai.com/kitsune/

Tengu - https://yokai.fandom.com/wiki/Tengu

Chokeshin - yokai that were human and became butterflies after they died.

How characters looked like.

ADA - https://bsdmayoi.fandom.com/wiki/Detective_Agency_Ghost_Stories%EF%BD%9EThe_Second_Night%EF%BD%9E/Jun_2023_(JP)

PM - https://bsdmayoi.fandom.com/wiki/Port_Mafia_Ghost_Stories/Feb_2023_(EN)

[spacexseven]

Hey! just wanted to say that I love your blog, your writing and opinions are a blessing! I don't know if this counts as a request (I know they are closed, so don't mind me if it counts as a request) but what are your thoughts about demon! Dazai and Demon! Chuuya?

i just got reminded of obey me after reading this lol :< sorry devildom

cw: yandere characters, murder in chuuya's part

demon dazai is as insufferable as you'd expect, clinging onto the edges of your dreams and trying to beckon you over with sweet, sweet promises (all of which, naturally, are lies). he invades your space at any given moment, spreading his influence all over your home, your mind, and your body. don't complain—wasn't it you who summoned him?

maybe you thought it was a silly joke, some decrepit book you found in the back of a crumbling bookstore; after all, who'd have thought that all it took to summon a demon was a random assortment of objects and a dark room? regardless, it works, and now there's a real demon in your room and he's staring at you with the creepiest grin that's definitely going to haunt you. nobody told you that it'd be this horrible to have a demon around. dazai, as you find out, has a wide range of abilities apart from being freakishly big and a pain in the ass.

you find out about his ability to infiltrate minds the painful way when one day, while you're sulking about how unlucky you were to get this annoying freeloader of a demon stuck on earth, you feel a strange fog fill your mind, latching onto your every thought and slowly tainting them all. suddenly, you find yourself thinking that dazai's...pretty attractive, with his sculpted hands and his sharp gaze and his...malicious grin...? you're snapped out of your spiral to the sound of dazai's uncontrollable laughter, sharp teeth out on display. it occurs to you then that the sudden feeling of undeniable attraction was one of his stupid tricks, and you had never felt more embarrassed. but even after that, you couldn't silence that strange voice in your mind, the one that fanatically worshipped dazai at every moment like a fervent devotee of a great god. things were only made worse by the fact that dazai always seemed to know exactly how to make it grow worse, coming far too close to you and stroking your face with too-warm hands. then, he starts marking his territory in bizarre ways. you'd come home to find him rolling around in your sheets, declaring it to be his bed now and that you could always ask him nicely to share if you wanted him to. he messed around with your things constantly, scribbling symbols on the wall that he claimed were to protect you from other demons, and even offered to mark you, to your horror.

dazai, you hate to admit, is wonderful at luring you in with enticing words, promising you an abundance of anything you could ever want in exchange for allowing him to possess you at will. he's particularly good at easing you in, voice soft, hands cradling you, words purposeful and tempting—but the moment he mentioned anything about possession, however, the fantasy shattered and you ran out of his arms, managing to wipe clean your mind of his saccharine whispers.

he takes competition very seriously. while he loves playing with you, he doesn't want anyone else to see the same expressions you show him; your delight, your irritation, your shock—did you even know how adorable you were? the day you happen to invite a friend over, however, is when you learn that out of all his numerous abilities and skills, the one dazai's best at is the most gruesome, and the more violent one by far.

chuuya's a bit of a strange case. apparently, you've got yourself some enemies, and they thought that the best way to torment you was by sticking a demon onto you through a complicated process, and now, chuuya's forced to be with you...for eternity.

"i don't want to be here either," he snarled, fangs out and eyes glaring at you in response to your earlier screams.

you guessed he was supposed to kill you, but he only shrugs and turns away from you, saying that he won't be taking orders from a puny little human. according to chuuya, humans are foolish and weak little creatures, and he has no interest in abiding by their desires. for all his talk, however, it becomes painfully obvious that he can't actually go against the wishes of the curser, who had wanted him to torment you forever. he must be livid, knowing that he was under the orders of an insignificant, selfish human.

you liked to think that the two of you were...getting along, or at least, he could stand your presence in the same room without threatening to kill you and unleash eternal torment onto your bloodline. but with time, he seemed to relax around you, and you saw that there was more to chuuya than the angry, brooding exterior. for one, he was a big fan of wine, spending an exorbitant amount of money on bottles and bottles. he also seemed to delight in scaring you, loving to keep you on edge. his favorite trick is always when you're waking up from sleep, your dreams haunted by him. before you can fully sober up, he lets out a growl, watching with glee as you freeze up and shoot back under the covers. you realized belatedly that he really was doing what he was supposed to do here—make your life a living hell.

but sometimes, he does things you can't understand. despite his obvious disdain for his current situation, he refused to help you find ways to actually end the curse. when you're finally told that the person who cast the curse may be the only one who can lift it, chuuya disappears for the night without a word. the next day, he comes to you with a wicked grin, clothes painted a dark red and fingernails crusted with brown. in his hands, what you can identify as a head.

[sonder-paradise]

𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 — 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮 𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢

◊ genre. kitsune au

◊ characters. kitsune!osamu dazai, gn!reader

◊ wc. 1k

◊ part iv of Just One Wish

Evaporation can be defined as something abstract fading away and out of existence. For Dazai, he had seen the waves of time evaporate the lives of thousands of humans. They were so fragile, so short-lived. When you count the grains of an hourglass, you may find even yourself evaporating. 

And that was what Dazai thought in the brief moments when smoke filled his lungs, when the forest cried out for him. An echo rang out somewhere in the woods. A snap, a crackle pierced the snowy grounds.

Tumbling onto the mounds of snow and the hidden torii, Dazai watched as you evaded the shrill hordes of men at your feet. His heart pounding in his chest as his mind scrambled to recollect what may have led up to this future.

He darted through the branches of the trees, following your movements with a swiftness he had seemed to have forgotten to have. Piles of crushing snow collapsed onto the men below. Each time, slowing them down in their pursuit for you.

Dazai didn’t question, didn’t know, didn’t understand, but he acted accordingly.

He could hear your baited breath through the ears of the trees. Your feet sunk into the forest ground that connected to his chest. All the while, he watched you run to the sole place you deemed safe: His Shrine. 

“Dazai!” Chuuya’s voice echoed above him just as he leapt onto another branch. 

He grit his teeth, looking back at you before sending a wave of ice and snow through the winds of the trees to block your pursuers. The precocious tengu landed on the branch above him with a signature glare. 

“A little busy here, Birdy.”

“You should be. I told you to focus on your duties, asshole,” Chuuya spat, crossing his arms as a feather landed on Dazai’s face. The kitsune blew it off before matching his glare. 

“What are you talking about? What does this have to do with my duties?” he exclaimed, tossing a hand at the burning village beneath him. Your home, the archives you worked at, the people you spoke to, the garden you worked in. All of it was being destroyed, evaporated, in front of his very eyes. 

“If you had listened to me, you would know that the Gods are unhappy with your work,” he continued, “Dazai, whatever happened to my mountains… Well, they’re about to happen to your shitty forest.” 

Dazai’s heart plummeted in his chest. His breath caught in his throat. His fingers twitched as he remembered the events of hundreds of years ago. When Chuuya dared to cross the Gods as he was doing now. 

“I don’t have time for this,” Dazai said, turning away from the tengu. 

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Dazai!” 

Dazai didn’t make mistakes. He was a kitsune. He was illustrious, all-knowing. He knew the forest and the humans he watched over. Dazai was… 

Dazai was about to lose you. 

The trees careening above his shrine creaked and ached as the pursuers approached. He could hear your breath from inside his shrine walls. You resided in the heart of the room and with that, he ensured your safety. Just as he landed above the rooftop, the trees fell to the ground with a thundering crash, completely blocking the assailants. 

Your name fell from his mouth as he dove into the shrine. It was dark inside. Blood reeked from the walls and he felt his mouth go dry. Another call of your name was what seemed to alert you. A movement from the shadows caught his eye and he darted towards it. 

“Dazai…?” 

You were laying on your side. He could hear your breath in the wind and his ears perked. His tail rose as he drew near. His arms enveloped you tightly, cradling your head with gentle hands.

This was the first time he was holding you like this. He prayed it wouldn’t be the last. 

You looked up at him with wide eyes. Silence creeping into the shrine you so lovingly cleaned and cherished. This was your meeting place. The shrine that had brought you together. And yet, only Dazai knew the truth. 

“What are you doing here?” you asked softly, reaching up to grasp his sleeve. 

“Don’t say anything. Just… You’re going to be fine.”

As he lifted you, a muffled scream escaped your lips. You clutched his kimono with white-knuckled fingers. Dazai’s eyes widened. He could feel blood--your blood--against his fingertips and it made the fur on his tail stand. 

“Where is it…?” he said, rummaging through your layers of clothing to search your skin, “What happened? Tell me!” 

“My back,” you groaned, letting out a hiss through your teeth as he moved you again. His eyes widened as he noticed the protruding arrow lodged into your back. Blood seeped from the wound and drenched his kimono. Trembling hands caressed the arrow before going back to cup your face. 

He could see it.

The evaporation that had struck the lives of humans he had met throughout the many years of his existence. 

The way the light faded from their eyes and was replaced with nothingness. 

He called your name with shaky lips. “Don’t leave. Don’t go,” he whispered, “Who will clean my shrine? Who will make me those crab legs?” He pulled his lips into a tight smile. “Come on… You humans are so delicate, you know. You’ll be fine, right?”

Your voice came out with the same adoration he was so familiar with. 

“So you’re the deity that’s been taking care of me…” 

Dazai didn’t question, didn’t know, didn’t understand, but this time he could do nothing. Nothing except watch you evaporate from this mortal plane. When your hand went limp and he could no longer hear the sound of your heart, or the softness of your breath, Dazai felt as though he had been shot in the head. 

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[miskamix]

𝘼𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚, 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨, 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙩𝙘!

I made a new one since i dont really like the old one

-----~ About me! >< ~------

┊I go by a few different names, but my main ones are Arttu and Miska!

┊My pronouns are He/Him/they/It

┊I'm not comfortable sharing my age yet but i'm a minor!

┊ My birthday is January 17

┊I like art, reading, swimming, my gf, and music (There are more things i just don't wanna make this list so long><)

┊random: I have a hard time understanding when people are sarcastic or not, and i like to use lil faces like ":(" to show my emotions(it also helps me understand if people are happy or sad ect)

┊I'm from Finland but live in norway

┊i can speak Finnish, norwegian and english, and i'm learning spanish!><

┊My wattpad!

-----~ Rules! ~-----

┊I don't mind minors reading my stuff (ik they would read it anyways)

┊DNI if you make/interact with yandere content, yandere stuff make me uncomfortable

┊If you want to request something, you can send it to me in the request thing or DM me><

┊Don't call me pet name(Darling, dear, cutie ect) if you aren't my friend, it makes me uncomfortable

┊I rarely accept when people ask to be friends with me since i don't know how to talk to people, so please don't ask to be moots unless i make a post asking if anyone wants to be moots

Fandoms i write for:

┊Genshin

┊Bungo stray dogs (not ranpo, poe and jouno tho)

----~Request Rules!~----

Requets: Closed!

NO:

Pedophilia, Noncon, somnophilia, Necrophilia, Coprophilia(arousal to faeces/poop), daddy/mommy kink, incest, stepsect(stepdad/mom x reader, stepbro/sis x reader stuff), grooming(unless its about a character or y/n getting comforted), rape/Sa(Again unless its about a character or y/n getting comforted), yandere characters(yall who make yandere stuff are fucking weird), drugged reader, child x child smut, big age gap (like 14 and 24 or 14 and 18)

Maybe:

Piss kink, cock headcanons(i know nothing about cocks so idk what to write about them), cheating, ranpo stuff idk

Yes!:

breeding kink, anal, threesome, poly relationships, gay/lesbian sex

i'm to lazy to write everything, nut just request something and i'll tell you if i'm comfortable with it or not!

[deonsx]

Heeey! Thank you for your works !! 🖤🖤 I LOVE THEM I SWEAR. Can you write something with fem reader with ability kitsune x dazai? :D maybe someone else from bsd ? Hope this okay if not just ignore it~ have a good day :3 💅 (ps you’re so so sweet!!!!)

Heya~!! I love your drawing art as much, I hope you don't mind me asking for more dazai!! Love you girlll

If Dazai Have a Kitsune Girlfriend

Content: Nsfw

Dazai Osamu

• This guy is absolutely in love with your kitsune form and can't stop fantasizing about it. Every time he sees your fox ears and long white tail, he thinks about the fantasies he'll have with you at night

• He is a total contact addict and will definitely benefit from your talent. His hands never leave your tail, Even though you are angry with him, this man enjoys making fun of you

• Your ears and tail are really sensitive and your beloved boyfriend loves to take advantage of this situation, especially if you are not in your normal state during those lustful nights, that is, if you are in kitsune form... ohhh this man will kill you, he will definitely create a greater sexual effect than your normal state by pulling your tail

• Seeing his already adorable Bella as a kitsune means opening the doors of heaven for him

• He constantly compliments you and tries to embarrass you by talking about how much he loves your sensitive ears and how interesting your long snow-white tail is

• He did research about kitsune, bought a lot of books, did a lot of research about the past, tried to learn as much as he could about this beautiful form of yours, every night he was asking you a question, as if you knew more than this brunette, "My love.. can you grant me one wish.. ???" the brunette asked with his sleepy eyes, his hair disheveled, and his head resting on your neck

• You should know that he is saved as "My little fox" on his phone. He always wants to let people know that he is with you, or more accurately, that he has a kitsune girlfriend. He wants others to see and be jealous of this beautiful view as much as he does

• So what was this man's reaction when he first saw you in your kitsune form? He was completely crazy, he couldn't believe his eyes and was in ecstasy. What could he do, poor Osamu, when you were offering him everything that would make him want the woman he wanted even more?

Enjoy!

[lair-of-platonic-yanderes]

Lost bet. Prologue

Platonic! Yandere! Mythological Creatures AU! BSD Characters x Child! GN! Reader x Platonic! Yandere! Mythological Creatures AU! Genshin Impact Characters

Description: Your village was located near really weird place, "Cemetery of Shrines", huge chunk of forest territory, littered with few dozen of old abandoned shrines.

A welcoming place for a test of courage. And paying a debt.

You lost a bet and have to spend seven nights in an abandoned shrine. You must be alone, but you are allowed to go prepared. You also can choose the shrine you must stay in.

It's just an old building. There is no way something is hiding here.

Warning and tags: OOC. AU. Platonic Yanderes. One Shot series. Forced adoption. Chosen creatures are loosely based on real myths, their behavior can be different from the one depicted in myth.

A/N: Inspired by games "Wick" and "Five nights at Candy's 2". Names of Reader's friends are taken from "Wick" Characters.

All coincidences with real people are accidental, and do not serve the purpose of offending anyone.

This series might be more or less always running on this blog. The one-shots will be put into "seasons". Each season will include 5 fics (5 shrines/youkais/creatures).

Same creatures can appear in different seasons, but characters will be different.

I will prefer choosing characters for myself, but, if you have a proposal or an interesting idea for a youkai, you can send it, and I will consider adding it to a next season.

In a future, I might use the same characters in different seasons as different youkais or beasts. We will see.

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"[Y/N], are you sure, that you will be okay?" your Grandma sounded concern. Of course, her grandchild and their friends were working on a hard and important school project. It was so hard, that they have to stay overnight for a whole week in Caleb's, one of their friend, house. You put a blanket in your backpack, trying not to look at her. You mumbled.

"I will be okay, Granny. I promise."

Old lady wasn't convinced, but dropped the subject.

"I will prepare a lunchbox for you. It is the least I can do, so Caleb's mom won't worry about feeding you."

She left your room without another word.

You felt bad for lying to her. She raised you, while your father was busy working in the city. She doesn't deserve to be lied to.

But, you can't tell her the truth. You can't tell her, that for a week you will stay at some abandoned shrine, because you lost a stupid bet. And, if you don't follow the conditions, the bullying with became even more unbearable.

You finish packing your little backpack (blanket, favorite plush toy and flashlight) and went to kitchen. You will take something to eat. And then, you will wait for a few more hours before going to Caleb's house.

And then to "Cemetery of Shrines".

You always wondered why there were so many shrines around the village. Teachers in school didn't know the answer, and your grandma can only tell you fairytales about youkais and mythological creatures.

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Caleb's house was chosen for a reason.

First, the house was the closest to the Cemetery of Shrines.

Second, his parents, currently weren't home, and his older brother can't be bothered to count all kids in the house or look after them.

And he wasn't bothered, that a bunch of kids decided to go for a walk.

Caleb and his friends were flocking around you, while you were slowly going to the border of the forest. Of the "Cemetery of Shrines" border.

When you reach your destination, Caleb took a stack of small papers. Bad drawn maps were scribbled on them.

"So, what shire you chose, [Y/N]?" Caleb gave you an ugly grin.

You ignored him and his friends snickering and point at...

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Season I (coming soon)

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Shrine with a fox statue (Platonic! Yandere! Kitsune! Chuuya Nakahara x GN! Child! Reader)

Shrine with wooden birds on top of torii (Platonic! Yandere! Tengu! Dazai Osamu x GN! Child! Reader)

One of the four shrines with stone tablet with constellation on it. The Eastern one. (Platonic! Yandere! Seiryū! Akutagawa Ryunosuke x GN! Child! Reader)

Shrine with almost faded rooster's painting on one of the walls (Platonic! Yandere! Basan! Ranpo Edogawa x GN! Child! Reader)

Shrine, where you can often spot a lot of raccoons (Platonic! Yandere! Tanuki! Edgar Allan Poe x GN! Child! Reader)

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[lotomber]

Haii!! (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠) this is my first time requesting I'm so nervous omg omg

Can I request where reader is married to kitsune dazai and one day they found him in heat? :3

(I would also like some breeding kinks along with hair pulling, biting, dazai being over horny and- okay imma stop in being so delulu anyways you can do it only if your comfortable..! Have a great night/day love! <3

New post soon!

Omg Kitsune! Dazai just makes me feel things! I absolutely loved your Idea. Kitsune Dazai in general is so horny but in heat he just goes feral!

[baby-tini]

I don't know how or why this is happening but I woke up thinking about Kitsune Dazai... I gotta write it now 🙄

[literatureloverx]

I might write Kitsunezai content for Halloween. Would anyone be interested? Would you prefer Kitsune headcanons for each BSD man I write for, or a one-shot featuring Kitsune Dazai?

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

Idk how this even works properly so correct me if I did something wrong

14! Gn reader with Kenji, and Kyoka in Teyvat

If you were not alone

Part II

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Self-Aware! BSD AU x SAGAU Imposter crossover

Character: Self-Aware! Platonic! Kenji Miyazawa, Self-Aware! Platonic! Kyouka Izumi

Reader: 14! GN! Reader

Warning: English is my second language

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🐄🐰 One moment you, Kyouka and Kenji were going back home from school.

The second moment you three were in a middle of Chinju Forest.

Kenji took the sudden trip better, than Kyouka and you. The sun was shining, wind was blowing, and, according to your knowledge about the game, Teyvat's people are more or less friendly, and there are travelers from another world.

So, after getting some rest, you three will go to the nearest city and search for dimensional travelers. Everything will be alright.

Besides, local tanukis are so cute, and Ioroi was fun to talk to.

Kenji's optimism was contagious. He does have a point. You aren't looking for troubles. Besides, Traveler and Alice are friendly. They won't hurt you three.

With your spirit up, you started your journey to Grand Narukami Shrine. In Guide, Alice mentioned, that she knew Yae Miko. And Yae did publish said Guide. Maybe, kitsune knew, how to reach Alice.

During your walk, you looked up. And a chill run down your spine. Celestia was gone. A clod, sticky horror squeeze your heart. You knew from somewhere, that it was wrong.

Something terrible has happened.

You decide to think about it when you reached Shrine. You will have time.

🐄🐰 You were lucky. Yae Miko was here, in the shrine. Everything looked normal. Kenji, with big smile on his face, walked towards her, asking for help. But then Yae Miko looked at you. Disbelief, horror, worry. Before someone could react, Yae dragged you three inside the shrine's building.

When the door closed behind you, Yae grabbed your cheeks, looking at your face at every angle. You notice, how Demon Snow appeared behind Kyuoka, drawing its sword.

Yae's voice was trembling.

"Don't waste your power on me, child. Soon you will need it to protect yourselves."

🐄🐰 During Yae's explanation, you felt, how Kyuoka and Kenji sat closer to you. Like they were afraid, that you will be attacked any moment now. Because of orders of 'Creator'.

Yae explained, that just few hours ago, that Creator preformed some sort of ritual. A ritual of finding sinners… People, who looked similar to Creator. Who looked similar to you. And if someone sees you, they would attack. Would try to capture you.

Yae secretly get you away from Narukami Shrine. You weren't safe in Inazuma. Still, Yae asked you to stay here. Until she gets answer from Alice and her whereabouts.

"Run, children. Alice the adventurer might help you. If you managed to get to her, she might find a way to return you home."

When you left, she sent a letter to Alice. The only thing that was left is wait.

🐄🐰At the end of the week, you three were still in Inazuma. And you have a bunch of people on your tail.

And you were worried. Mostly, about Kenji and Kyuoka. They were your friends/adopted siblings. And they were protecting you. Kenji was starving himself, afraid of not being able to help during attack. Kyuoka was constantly using Demon Snow to search for dangers. And it looked like, using their abilities, tried them.

You tried to help as much as you can. You took cooking and keeping camp warm and clean on yourself. You insisted on guarding the camp at night, letting Kyuoka and Kenji sleep.

Despite two of you having abilities, you were just three teens. And you three missed home and the rest of BSD's Cast.

🐄🐰 Second week were better. Thanks to Kenji's kindness, you now were hiding in Yoimiya's house. Who could think, that playing with local kids will let you find help?

Now you were more or less protected.

Kyuoka, Kenji and you even met Itto and Arataki's Gang. They were a loud, but friendly bunch.

🐄🐰 One day, Kuki brought a letter from Yae. Alice will wait for you in Fontaine. She even found a way for you to get here.

After tearful goodbye from Yoimiya and her father, you three, under protection of Itto and his gang, reached Ritou's Island.

Where Chiori was waiting for you.

"So, Creator want to capture three teens? How low Teyvat will sink, I wonder? Okay, kids, let's do some dress up."

🐄🐰 For the next few days, you, Kenji and Kyuoka, dressed in Fontaine clothes, were pissing as Chiori's workers, who were helping to get silk from Inazuma to Fontaine.

Trip were doing fine.

You were so close to getting home.

You just need to find Alice.

🐄🐰In her letter Alice mentioned, that she attends all performances in Opera House. Chiori managed to get tickets for three of you on one of it.

You three celebrated by going to the wilderness and having a picnic.

Unfortunately, Lyney and Lynette saw you three. And Demon Snow, who helped you to cut food. They knew what they must do. Father will be proud.

🐄🐰It happened one week ago. One week ago, when during the preference, Lyney and Lynette blew your cover. One week of captivity. One week of being separated from Kenji and Kyuoka. One week of Alice trying to get you out of captivity. One week of Chiori being under arrest.

You, tortured and bloodied, were standing before Ivory Throne. Lyney and Lynette were standing near Creator's throne. Gold medals were shining on their chests. Creator, your exact double, were grinning. They finally got you.

You heard the sounds of chains. You barely managed to make out Kyuoka's and Kenji's silhouettes.

Creator wanted to break them. Show your broken body.

Big mistake.

You heard screams. Sounds of stones crumbling.

Kenji's growling.

"I must help [Y/N]!"

Kyuoka's hissing.

"Demon Snow, destroy everyone, who hurt [Y/N]!"

You wanted home so bad. It was so wrong, to see Kyouka killing again. To see Kenji angry.

You wished, you three would be home.

Portal opened under your feet.

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👘🗡️🌂 Fukuzawa Yukichi and Koyouou Ozaki weren't sleeping. They were discussing, what they should do next, trying to find your three.

👘🗡️🌂 Their train of thoughts was interrupted by a loud rumbling, coming from the barn. It was loud enough to woke everyone's up.

👘🗡️🌂 In the barn were you three, and two strange people. Kyouka was holding her knife above Lynette, while Kenji was trying to throw a bolder at Lyney.

And you were laying on the floor. Wounded, but alive.

👘🗡️🌂 It took Dazai's nullification, Fukuzawa 'turning off' Kyouka's and Kenji's abilities, Fukuchi's and Tetchou's strength to drag Kyouka and Kenji from Lyney and Lynette.

They will be dealt later. Now, you three are main priority.

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👘🗡️🌂🐄🐰You three still were dealing with aftermath of Teyvat's events. You were guarding Kenji's and Kyouka's rooms at night. Kenji refused to eat. Kyouka was using Demon Snow to patrol the house. You three were now under Kunikida's watch. He was making sure, that you three were eating and sleeping. Fukuzawa and Koyouou were staying near. To console you, to protect you. They will make sure, that you will never need to be afraid of loosing your lives.

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𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐧 — 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

.ೃ࿐ 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦.

.ೃ࿐ 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘦!𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘪 𝘹 𝘨𝘯!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴

𝐈. 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡

𝐈𝐈. 𝐀 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐞’𝐬 𝐀𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚

𝐈𝐈𝐈. 𝐀𝐧 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐈𝐕. 𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐕. 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯…

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