#kunikida x you

[tender-rosiey]

Hello. Can I ask imagine (or headcannons, if it would be more convenient for you) for Mori Ogai, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Nikolai Gogol (separately) and their fem!s/o? Their child is jealous of his mother (s/o) to his father and tries to take all the attention of his mother to himself. Please.

“PAPA GET AWAY FROM MAMA!”

— your child being jealous of dazai, fyodor, chuuya, nikolai and kunikida

a/n: I do hope that this is what you wanted and that you like it <;33

DAZAI OSAMU:

dazai never thought he would be bestowed the blessing or the bliss of having a family, but here he is. he has you wrapped in his arms and he is certain that nothing could feel better than this.

however, it is eerily quiet in this household and osamu guesses it’s because the little devil is asleep, the little devil being his son.

his son looks exactly like you, but my god if the kid doesn’t have the same amount of love dazai has for you then dazai doesn’t know what does he have.

the kid never lets him have his time alone with you and for some reason is genuinely upset whenever you and dazai hug or kiss.

that’s why dazai is making the most out of his time today.

he starts pressing kisses to your shoulder, “it’s been a while, right, belladonna?” your fingers find their way through his hair and dazai smiles instantly, “my pretty wife.”

alas, good things don’t last because the both of your are snapped from your sweet moment by the offended and sob-filled screech of your son.

the kid is balling his eyes out at the scene and starts screaming, “GET AWAY FROM MOMMY!”

dazai’s eyes widen; however, before he responds, you push him away and run to your son to coddle him and calm him down.

dazai pouts but lets it go because his son probably needs the hug.

but, what dazai didn’t expect was that his son would grin and stick his tongue out at his dad.

dazai is flabbergasted, but smiles back.

“she was and is my wife before being your mom,” he whispers and winks pointing at the ring on his finger.

your son frowns and simply huffs, assuming that you’re clueless to what the heck is happening while you’re hugging him.

your, petty, husband also believes that this banter would go unnoticed by you so he sticks his tongue out at his son and his son gasps quietly.

well, they’re both equally stupid cause you obviously know, but oh well.

FYODOR DOSTOYEVSKY:

never in a million years did he imagine that the person who would challenge him in everything would be his own daughter, his way too smart for a 7 year old, daughter.

today, she saw him hugging you from the back while you were cooking and decided that it’s enough time with you for him.

“father,” she calls out and he hums in response.

“that’s enough time with mom; get away,” she says calmly and he doesn’t look at her and instead tightens his hold on you and whispers, “milaya, you look breathtaking, today.”

you shake your head with a smile and a small, rare chuckle escapes fyodor.

“father, please distance yourself from mother,” she says one last time, patience running out.

fyodor looks at her, “and if I don’t, dear?”

she blinks up at him then kicks him in the shins. he staggers, surprising both himself and you. he looks at his daughter with a frown, “how courageous of you, my dear daughter.”

“cry me a river; we agreed that we each get one hour with mom!” and there comes out the you in her. she smiles the moment you pat her head, signaling for her to go wait for you at the couch.

she bolts there and leaves you and your husband to be. fyodor finally stands up and looks at you with a barely visible pout that has increased in appearances since you gave birth to your dear daughter, “y/n.”

“yes, fedya?”

“our daughter kicked me in the shins.”

you raise an eyebrow, “and you didn’t guess she would?”

“of course, I did,” he looks at her, and somehow your husband who often is known for his intelligence seems like some jealous baby, “but I thought she wouldn’t do it in front of you, at least.”

“well, I didn’t see anything,” you sing and he smirks lightly.

“teaming up on me, are you?”

you shrug, “how can I ever?”

“what a cruel wife you are,” he mumbles right beside your ear and you merely roll your eyes.

NAKAHARA CHUUYA:

sometimes, you feel like you’re a rope being tugged between your son and husband. they are both equally possessive and both have quite the tempers and you have to act like the peace keeper most of the time.

today was no different; however, you have decided to simply watch from the sidelines this time.

“dad! I am gonna marry mom! don’t fight me about it!” your son says confidently.

your husband feels a vein pop, “you little— you can’t marry her! she’s already married to me!”

“no she isn’t!”

“yes she is!”

“what’s your proof?” your son says with a smirk that he definitely inherited from his father, but who’s counting.

your husband narrows his eyes at him and huffs and goes to your shared bedroom. your son giggles and runs towards you, “finally! mom, can I have a hug please?”

you open your arms and your son wastes no time jumping into your embrace making you smile and pat his back. you’re kind of surprised that chuuya didn’t fight back as hard today; maybe you guessed today’s outcome wrong—

you’re quickly proven to have indeed guessed it right as your chuuya appears in all his glory holding your wedding photo, the marriage certificate, and proudly showing off his ring.

your son’s eyes widen, “what is this?”

“the proof that me and y/n are married,” he replied smugly and you sigh.

“w-well, she doesn’t have the same ring as yours!” your son stammers and your husband simply smirks and points at your left hand.

you’ve never heard your son screech so loudly in all his 6 years of living as his eyes lay on your ring.

he jumps away from you, clutching his heart, “mom, what is the meaning of this?!”

“of what exactly?”

“YOU’RE MARRIED TO DAD??” he gasps and you chuckle lightly because if you were to roll your eyes then this house will be turned into ruins.

“honey, I had to marry dad so we can have you,” you smile and chuuya looks as offended as your son.

“HAD TO??”

you side-eye him and he quickly zips his mouth shut and looks away but not without grumbling a couple of curses.

“but that means that I can’t marry you cause you’re already married,” your son says defeatedly as he sits on the floor.

“EXACTLY SO LET US BE!” your husband shouts confidently.

tears well up in your son’s eyes and he bursts into a wail that has your house flooding in a couple of seconds.

you simply look at chuuya, “way to go my dear husband.”

KUNIKIDA DOPPO:

most of the time, your daughter was a daddy’s girl. she always listens to him and a grin is automatically plastered on her face once she sees him.

you can never blame her though cause you have the same reaction whenever you see your lovely husband.

your daughter turned out to be an exact copy of you and both of you share the insane amount of love you have for kunikida.

but there are times where your daughter just wants time with her mama not her dad.

for example, today, you and kunikida were cuddling in the bed, slowly drifting off to sleep. his arms are wrapped around you as he strokes your hair and you feel him press a kiss to your forehead making you nuzzle into his chest.

you feel him smile and you close your eyes to welcome sleep, but you hear a couple of knocks on the door.

your husband sighs softly before sitting up and putting his glasses on, “come in, d/n.”

she slowly opens the door and peaks in, “sorry pa.”

he adjusts his glasses and shakes his head with a smile, “it’s okay; did you have a nightmare?”

she nods softly and perks up at her dad patting the bed. she walks to you two and climbs up the bed, which is quite the travail for her.

most of the time, when she has a nightmare, she squeezes herself between you both to have ‘best of both worlds’ as you say.

so kunikida expects her to sleep between you both like usual, but instead she pushes him away, albeit gently, and sleeps right next you —where he once was— and cuddles close to you.

you pat her head and pull her closer with a smile.

you look up at your husband who had his spot taken from him and giggle at the sight of his small pout.

kunikida watches you guys cuddle and then decides to just lay back down and simply wrap his arms around both of you at the same time. he didn’t train all of that time for nothing.

your daughter whines jokingly, “paaa, I want to be with mom.”

he raises an eyebrow, “is that so?”

she nods and starts squealing and laughing when her father squeezes you guys in a tight hug. both your laughters fill the room and kunikida smiles before saying, “do you not want papa anymore?”

“no no! I want you; please mercy!” she pleads making both you and kunikida chuckle before he finally relaxes his hold and kisses both your and her cheek and the three of you finally succumb to sleep.

NIKOLAI GOGOL:

“quiz time! guess who had his share of y/n today?”

you deadpan, “kolya, I am not a pie.”

“well, you’re certainly as sweet as one,” your husband grins, but both you and your son just gag at the terrible pick up line.

you’ve long got used to his theatrics, after all. your son, though, calls bs on everything his dad does.

“not me,” your son replied with a grin and holds you tighter, sticking his tongue out at nikolai.

“AHAHA! you’re as funny as me, s/n,” nikolai cackles, and you’re sure he is keen on throwing your son off of you any time now.

“but dad, I can’t be funny as you,” your son says dejectedly and nikolai’s eyebrow rises.

“why is that?”

your son smiles, a closed eye smile, before replying, “you’re not funny at all; that’s an insult to me.”

nikolai doesn’t say anything as he pulls your screaming son off you, after quite the struggle.

he walks to the garden and throws him there, “go play with a frog or something; I will have y/n all to myself for the rest of the day. thank you!”

your husband smiles victoriously and is about to throw himself into your embrace until his son reappears right beside you and the boy has a frown that only means one thing.

chaos is about to ensue.

your son starts throwing a tantrum and yelling, “I WANT TO CUDDLE MOM!!”

“no can do, young man,” your husband says shaking his head, “you already got your fair share of mama per the agreement.”

“what agreement?” your son asks, tears still streaming down his face.

your husband puts his hand in his coat and gets out a contract.

the contract reads that your son will only have 2 hours of your attention and time while your husband gets the rest.

“b-but these types of papers need to have signatures of both sides!”

your husband giggles, “your signature is right here, my dear son.”

your son gasps but quickly composed himself.

“oh whatever shall you do now? I rightfully deserve all of y/n’s time—AHHHHH WHAT THE HELL?!”

you come back —after leaving to get yourself a cup of coffee cause this is way too much for you— and find that your son has effectively set the contract on fire.

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[ethereal-blossom]

Giving BSD boys a blowjob for the first time

ft. dazai, kunikida

warnings: blowjobs (surprise!) MDNI

a/n: kinda wrote these in mind thinking it was also giving them a handjob for the first time so I guess that's double the fun!

Dazai Osamu ♡

Your eyes looked up to find Dazai's face, searching for a sign of approval. In response, Dazai let out a validating, soft moan and closed his eyes as he nodded. "You're doing excellent, belladonna."

It wasn't unexpected. Dazai, sharp and observant as a hawk, had seen the way your eyes lingered over every small change in his facial expressions. While you were dating, both of you had agreed to take things slow. Even small milestones like holding hands was a huge thing for the man that was wrapped in bandages. The slow burn of deepening your relationship into each other's hearts until it left a permanent mark that even time couldn't erase, was wonderful.

But with time grows desire. Dazai teased you to the point of dilated pupils, hitching breaths, and a blush that cups your cheeks. Exactly like planned, the detective thought, smirking behind the mask of crafted innocence. Except, the plan had been for you to beg him to touch you; not that you would beg to make him feel good as your fingers pushed his hips onto the couch. Dazai is highly aware of his intelligence that makes him read people as if they are a children's book, but sometimes, he thinks he doesn't always grab your nature. The type of nature that has you on your knees in front of him, getting high off of his pleasure.

When you wanted to focus your attention back on the twitching cock in your hand, the sight of Dazai's fingers grabbed your attention. You knew Dazai better than any living soul. Although still a mystery novel that hides behind words of deceive and avoidance to keep parts of itself hidden until the time of reveal is there, this mystery novel was slowly showing you its pages that brought you closer to the truth.

One of the mysteries revealed was Dazai's massive self-control over his external reactions. Emotions were another vulnerable aspect of what it meant to be human, and Dazai hid them masterfully. A part of that was because it functioned as a tactic to reach his goals and stay in control, but a part of you wondered if it was because Dazai feared vulnerability more than a bullet. Emotional suffering is torture for the ones with a sensitive heart.

While Dazai's face was decorated in controlled bliss and his moans playing like a soft lullaby, the slender fingers around the sheets were clinging for dear life. You see... could you make another crack in that composed facade?

Your thumb starts drawing circles over Dazai's tip and with that, you witnessed the twitching of both his cock and fingers. A soft groan escaped Dazai's clenched jaw. "Ah, that's my belladonna. You're soo good to me, hm? Working hard for that reward." That controlled tone...

... It wasn't enough.

Dazai could tell something changed. Even though he had his eyes closed in concentration, clinging to the tiny bit of control he had, he noticed how your stroking became irregular. "What's filling your mind that isn't my- argh, shit." Dazai's eyes shot open as he bolted his hips deeper into your mouth, leaving you gagged for a good second.

That face of pure shock and arousal, the one you rarely got to see on your lover, revealed itself to you as you had taken Dazai's tip into your mouth. "Y/N, that's-"

Another lick and Dazai's original sentence was replaced by a moan, and the detective felt like all control slipped between his fingers when you placed your hands around the rest of his cock.

Dazai grabbed your hair, hissing you to go slower because oh God, he was about to cum faster than he ever did in his twenty-two years of living, and God knows he did not want this euphoria to end this soon. Oh, he really wasn't used to feeling this good-

"Belladonna, y/n, please-" Dazai didn't know what he was begging you for. For you to go slower? Faster? What it was, you hummed in approval. That little vibration was all it needed for Dazai to throw his head in his neck. His toes curled as high-pitched whines fell over lips that had become swollen in a miserable attempt to hide his moans.

When you looked up after swallowing, you were met with Dazai's bangs hanging over his eyes. "Osamu, are you okay?" Worried, you push the chocolate colored bangs aside and... oh.

He was so pretty with scarlet painted cheeks. Dazai couldn't even look you in the eyes, giving up after one second of eye-contact before shyly facing another side with his head. "That was... good. For a first attempt."

You chuckled as your hand caresses the cheek that faced your way and with a slightly hoarse voice you respond: "Good. I'll make you even feel better next time."

Dazai's hands twitch one last time before he closes his eyes and mentally picks up every string that he lost along the way. As the detective opens his eyes, you can see the control and seduction in those dark eyes that you love so much.

Dazai leans closer until you feel his breath on your ear. His lips tickle and a shiver runs down your spine as he whispers: "Someone has earned that reward, hasn't she? Let's see how long I can make you last."

Kunikida Doppo ♡

Rubies could not compete with the radiant red glow of Kunikida's face as he realized what you were about to do. The detective should have known you were up to something when he was preparing today's schedule and you had popped up behind him, placing your arms around his waist as you kissed his neck and whispered: "Keep a spot open at 8 PM, love."

Even when the blond had asked for details, your lips stayed sealed. The only hint Kunikida got out of you was "Dazai has made you work over-hours; I want to treat you."

Naively, innocently, Kunikida thought you might have a dinner or massage in mind. Not that he was wrong! It was just a... different type of massage. With your tender fingers wrapped around his cock, Kunikida clenched his jaw to not make a sound, but the moan slipped away as he sighed your name: "Y/n... I, we-"

"Does it feel good, Doppo?" You made sure to rub his tip with your thumb right then, making the detective's cock drop with pre-cum.

"It- yes... yes, it feels good."

Looking up blessed you with the sight of an orderly man turned into a mess under the tip of your fingers. A wave of arousal rushed through your body, seeing the man unravel in front of you. You figured he would be vocal, but oh-

Kunikida was sensitive. The smallest movement had him throwing his head back and trusting his hip as tiny moans calling your name filled the room. Not only were his cheeks the color of fire due to the heat of your touch, but the intimacy of it all left him flustered as well.

You felt a hand rest on your head, lightly gripping a bit of hair. "Y/n... we, you- I have to make you feel good, too."

Oh. "That has to wait."

"But- ah!" The hand around your hair tightened in response to your mouth taking his cock.

Kunikida's thoughts were twirled up in the storm that was you. Your name rolled off his tongue like worshipping prayers as you brought Heaven to earth for him.

The bliss of touching Heaven became too much, and with one closing word, Kunikida fell apart. He arched his back, forgetting to bite his lip to soften the groans that might slip through the walls where his colleagues live. His grip around you tightens, never wanting to let you go, never wanting to let this feeling go. But then Kunikida realizes he's still on earth and lessens his grip on the fear he's hurting you.

The detective looked into your eyes, but they were filled with lust directed at him and God, it felt so sinful that he had to deflect his gaze. Yet, you grabbed his chin and made your boyfriend face you.

"Do you feel better?"

Kunikida stammered, trying to get out a word. "Yes, that was," an embarrassed cough, "excellent." 

Your thumb caressed his lip. "Good."

And then, the world flipped around as Kunikida lay your back on the bed. "I have done a deep-dive research on how to please you when the time was there. Now, let me return the favor." 

[cheriiyaya]

From the start

Featuring: Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, and Kunikida

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧How do they realize they're in love...?

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧Contents: fem!Reader, LIL BIT OF ANGST (not too much tho), first time writing for kuni !!

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧A/N: Finally understand how gradients work !!

Dazai Osamu

Dazai doesn't do love-or rather he doesn't do long-term relationships. He only ever has had flings, one night stands where he's in someone's sheets at moonrise and out before dawn. But that doesn't mean dazai doesn't want it-

The human connection that love brings, a sense of belonging that dazai has craved. The ability the feel as if he was apart of humanity, rather watching from the sidelines.

But at the same time, he fears such an intimate connection with another. They would be able to see pass the careless facade he puts up, they'll see every dark and twisted crack of his being. They'll know when his stupid jokes are a diversion, they'll know the truth behind his eyes.

But you were always there, and dazai couldn't shake the emotions you brought. He'd find you no matter where you were, as if a string pulled taunt guided you to find the other in a sea of souls. He's never felt this way, why does he long to be near you when his hear sinks and races with an unknown emotion guiding it?

So when dazai realized he was in love with you, it was because he felt like he belonged. and it scared him. He avoided you, but how could one avoid their home for too long without yearning for it?

He belonged in your heart, in your arms. Dazai belonged in your shared home. He could rest in your arms, free from the fears of knowing what laid behind his well-put facade because he allows you too see past it, and strangely enough-

he doesn't mind.

Nakahara Chuuya

You were annoying as hell.

That's what chuuya always thought when it came to you- you annoy him and for no good reason.

How could you not? You cause his throat to go dry and his heart to seize up, you drown out every thought of his when you as so much as speak or smile at him. When you playfully poke him it sends a chill through his body and all chuuya can do it grit his teeth and look away.

How could he not hate you?

that's a lie. Chuuya knows he doesn't hate you, it's so obvious yet he can't seem to see what's right in front of him. but it's better to lie.

But you bring such a rush of emotions to him, and chuuya first thought it was fear. he thought he was scared of you at first, but he realized that it wasn't fear, It was love.

he didn't want to admit it, but when chuuya realized he loved you, it was because he realized how human you make him feel. weight of his title as the strongest ability user, or mafia executive or the vessel of arahabaki-

in your eyes, in your tender touch it didn't exist; he was just chuuya

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Fyodor let you near him at first because you were naught but a pawn. A chess piece that he could manipulate and sacrifice if needed, you held no sentiment in his mind-much less his heart.

But as the months of knowing you went on, Fyodor developed an interest to you, whether he liked it or not. Instead of giving you positions on missions where there was a possibility you could die, he gave you roles that were more in the back, more safe. Fyodor wanted to know why he was so enraptured with you, and what a fool he was for doing so.

His interest in you came to a point where he'd actively seek you out outside of missions. walking beside you as an equal and talking about regular things (which he strangely didn't mind), discussing books or topics that interested the both of you, and fyodor could feel the way the oxygen in his lungs was pulled tight as his name rolled off your tongue like it was the sweetest dessert you've tasted.

When he realized he loved you, it was because he wanted you to be by his side. You weren't a nameless pawn, you saw fyodor for himself and he had become enraptured by you.

You were the one who he'd fall to his knees to every night in worship, and there in the solitude of night with you his prayers were heard more than in any church.

Kunikida Doppo

Kunikida is a man of schedule, of timely organization and a man like him has no tolerance for disturbances in his well thought out schedule- and life. Besides, he already knows when he'll find the one, and he knows when he'll slide a ring on her finger and promise his life to her in well thought out vows. Kunikida has already planned it out, he'll be ready.

But you came in and ruined everything.

Your constant nagging always frustrated him to no end, the way you were so unpredictable-

Kunikida went home everyday wanting to tear out his hair and with butterflies fluttering around in his ribs.

It didn't take long for his unsufferable brown-hair partner to catch up with the feelings kunikida didn't even know he had. The brunette would always point you out, giggling "don 'cha think she looks pretty today, kunikida-kun?" only for a hand to slap down on his pale skin, but dazai wouldn't miss the way his cheeks adorned a pink hue and how kunikida's eyes would linger a little too long on you.

This continued, along with you and Kunikida becoming closer. he no longer wished to tear out his hair, the butterflies who's delicate wings tickled his ribcage grew in number and he stopped growing irritated at lost time and messed up schedules if it meant spending more time with you.

That's when he figured it out. When he not only dug time in his busy schedule just for you, but when he no longer felt a swell of annoyance flood through him when you interrupted his schedule.

He didn't get frustrated with you anymore, and he didn't see you inserting yourself into situations as ruining his timeliness; rather you fitted perfectly into it.

©Cheriiyaya 2024

[sonder-paradise]

𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 — 𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐃𝐨𝐠𝐬

◊ characters. osamu dazai, doppo kunikida, chuuya nakahara, atsushi nakajima, gn!reader

◊ genre. smau(?), just random crack messages that reminded me of these losers

— 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮 𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢

— 𝐃𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨 𝐊𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐚

— 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐍𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚

— 𝐀𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐍𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚

[violentdelights-violentendss]

How about BSD men when you're sick with a cold? (Totally not cause i have one rn lmaoo) I love your work btw <3

Thank you sm! And ofc! Hope you like this!!! (same, I was sick this whole week 😞😞 hope you get better soon)

(This is part 1. Part 2 with the rest of the members will come shortly!!!! I decided to slip it so at least one half of it was out…I think I might start doing this in the future to be able to post more frequently! Btw, I have seen all your requests and currently working on them!!!! Please keep requesting! I love every single one of them!)

BSD Men When Reader Is Sick With a Cold (P.1)

In this post: 🌹 Doppo Kunikida, Atsushi Nakajima, Yukichi Fukuzawa, Edogawa Rampo, 🌹

Pairing: Fem!reader/BSDMen

Synopsis; How would the BSD Men act when you have a cold.

Yukichi Fukuzawa

Fukuzawa, being the president of the Armed Detective Agency is a responsible person. The minute he notices you’re feeling sick, he takes care of you so well, he almost rivals Yosano. He makes sure that you take all your medications, constantly checking your temperature, and will not make you lift a single finger. You are his sick princess; you stay in bed and do absolutely nothing. If you ask for anything, he would rush to get it for you. With Fukuzawa’s love and great, responsible care, you overcame your cold very quickly.

“Where is (Y/N)?” His voice cut through the thick fog in your mind, sounding distant and echoing loudly. You winced, peeking open your eyes. Reality felt dreamlike; you saw Fukuzawa walk towards you, the view of your boyfriend slanted, as you were lying on the surface of the table in the conference room. You had hoped to refresh the burning hellfire that crackled in your mind, but with no avail.

“My dear,” Fukuzawa sighed, sitting down next to you. “You should go home.” He chided, pressing a large hand to your forehead. Your elevated temperature made his usually calm face grow worried. “You’re burning…you’re going home.”

You tried to protest, feebly gripping his arm to hold him back, but the worried glance Fukuzawa threw at you, seeing you pale, burning, nothing could convince him to make you stay at work.

You closed your eyes, your illness draining you far too much to remain awake. Every sound echoed in your ears, hurting your already weakened head.

When you blinked your eyes open, you found yourself in your apartment, and only vaguely remembered Atsushi bringing you home. Fukuzawa would have done so himself if he didn’t have a crucial meeting with a politician he could not avoid.

You dragged yourself to bed, too tired to change, only falling in your futon. Morpheus immediately pulled you under, dragging you to the depths of a dreamless sleep.

You opened your eyes suddenly, feeling a presence next to you even through your agitate sleep. Your eyes had to concentrate more than usual to focus on reality, ironing what was blurry, before you noticed the presence was Fukuzawa.

“Shh…I’m here, my love,” he whispered in your ear, adjusting the covers around you to make sure you weren’t exposed to any cold air. You immediately calmed down, snuggling against his chest. “Take this before you sleep,” Fukuzawa whispered, slipping two pills inside your mouth. You swallowed, knowing they were probably medication to reduce your fever.

You conked out right after, vaguely remembering finding it difficult to fall into deep sleep. You only found peace when Fukuzawa wrapped you in his arms, caressing your head.

You woke up the next morning to an empty bed. You sat up, pressing a hand to your forehead. You sighed in relief when you realized your temperature had gone down, but you still felt under the weather, your eyes burning, and your throat itchy. You glanced at Fukuzawa’s empty spot, wondering where he could have gone.

Almost sensing your thoughts, your boyfriend walked inside your room, carrying a mug of delicious warm milk with honey. “Good morning, sweetheart.” He cooed, seeing you sniffle sadly, clearly not happy you were sick. “I made this for you.” He handed the mug to you, making sure you didn’t burn yourself holding it.

“Yukichi, I don’t like being sick.” You whined, leaning against his side when he sat down next to you.

“I know, darling, but you have to rest to get better. And not stoically push through it like you were doing yesterday.” He chided softly, urging you to drink milk. You pouted, knowing he was right.

You couldn’t help but feel sadness crawl on your face, when you realized you wouldn’t be able to spend your few days off having fun with your partner, who you already saw too little of.

Fukuzawa realized, and to try and bring back the sparkle of happiness on your face, even amid a sore threat and runny nose, he leaned down to press a kiss to the tip of your nose. “Would you wish to watch a movie?”

As he had hoped, a smile brightened your face, and you almost jumped up in joy, Fukuzawa’s hand blocking you from doing so, afraid you would topple over sick. “Can we watch a romcom?”

“Whatever you desire, my love.”

The two of you cuddled in bed, using your laptop to watch your favorite romcom. You could have not been happier, snuggling underneath the covers with your perfect boyfriend, and Fukuzawa also enjoyed spending some time with you, peppering a series of kisses on your face every time the characters kissed on scene.

Edogawa Ranpo

Ranpo is…interesting when you are sick. It’s one of the few times he shuts down, and does not know what to do, or how to react. For once, the genius detective feels lost. When he realizes you’re sick, his first reaction is disgust, and worry that you could infect him, and then he freezes when he realizes you, his beloved (Y/N), is sick. Panic infects his body, and he just..crashes. It takes a few seconds for his heart to calm down, and to regain the composure on his face. All of his panic runs behind his face, only visible through his emerald green eyes to whomever knows him very well. The moment he has calmed down, he takes control, even if the fear of messing up and making you even sicker haunts his mind. Ranpo cures you slightly chaotically, forgetting to give you medicine and then remembering late at night, but he tries his best, and succeeds in making you feel better, inevitably being exhausted by the time you are no longer sick. Now it’s your turn to take care of him.

“Where is (Y/N)?” Ranpo asked, sulking at his deck, his lips wrapped around a vanilla lollipop as his green eyes scanned the office, noticing your absence.

“She took a day off.” Kunikida replied, not lifting his gaze from his computer.

“She didn’t tell you?” Dazai asked as he spun around in his chair, accidentally kicking Kunikida’s leg and then rolling away when his partner got mad.

Ranpo shook his head, sucking on his lollipop pensively. “Nope…I wonder why,” he thought aloud. You were his girlfriend, and always told him everything. He didn’t know why you didn’t tell him today that you wouldn’t be going. He knew you knew he preferred when you were in the office, brightening his day by just caressing his hand when you walked by, busy working.

When you were not there, Ranpo usually took the day off with you, doing whatever you had needed to be doing. For a second, Ranpo’s rapid mind jumped to the unrealistic thought that you might be cheating on him, but he quickly threw the idea away, not even considering it.

But the lack of knowledge irked Ranpo, and he didn’t feel like rummaging through his pocket to find his glasses to use Ultra Deduction. Instead, Ranpo tapped on his phone for a few minutes, calling your number.

The wait felt excruciatingly long, and he only focused onto the rhythmic beeping, completely ignoring Kunikida choking Dazai.

“Hello?” You answered, your voice strangely nasally and lower than usual.

“(Y/N)!” Ranpo called sadly, pouting. “Why did you not tell me you were taking a day off? I could come over and cuddle in bed with you,” he whined, throwing the finished lollipop in the bin.

You sighed: you had hoped you could escape telling your adorable boyfriend that you were sick. He always panicked, and exhausted himself while he took care of you, and you didn’t feel like draining his energies for a menial cold. But of course, nothing ever went the way you had intended it to, still feeling a little smugness lift your lips into a smile: Ranpo had noticed your absence almost immediately.

“I’m sick,” you explained. Almost to provide you with ironclad evidence, your throat started itching uncomfortable, and you coughed for a few seconds.

When your words registered in Ranpo’s head, he froze. His eyes went unfocused, and his phone almost slid out of his grasp. An avalanche of thoughts flooded his mind, the most common theme, fear and worry. Extreme fear for you, and worry because he didn’t know how to care for you; both feelings battled in his chest, a conflicting tsunami that only rendered his green eyes duller.

“Ranpo?” You asked, your voice rough after your coughing fit, but the silence on the other end of the line scared you more.

“I’m coming over.” Was the curt reply you got.

“Wait, what? Ranpo, no you’ll get sick — and he hung up.” You sighed, placing the phone back next to you, and waiting for Ranpo to barge in through your door.

It took a good thirty minutes, but your prediction came true. Opening with his copy of the key, Ranpo flew in, his arms decorated by various bags filled with medicines. “I’m here!” He gasped, his chest heaving.

“Ranpo, did you run?!” You croaked, trying to get out of bed and hold Rampo before he inevitably collapsed.

“No, of course not.” He replied, blatantly lying. He gently pushed you back down on the bed, climbing in after you. He emptied out all bags in the center of the bed, and you widened your eyes in shock at the medium sized pile that formed on your duvet.

“Oh my god…that’s enough medicine for a lifetime,” you whispered. You did, however, feel very loved, as you watched Ranpo rummage through the pile, trying to find a specific packet. This man, who hated exercise, had run around multiple pharmacies to try and find one that would make you feel better. Your heart melted into your chest, almost making your tired eyes teary. You gently clasped his hand, pressing a kiss to his knuckles.

Ranpo barely noticed, digging frantically. “Here it is!” He exclaimed victoriously shoving a small, blue box into your hands. “This is the best one for sore throats, apparently.” He said, a proud smile loitering on his face.

You opened it, downing the pills with some water. “Thank you, Ranpo,”

“Am I the best boyfriend or what?”

“You certainly are.”

Ranpo’s smile grew, and his cheeks darkened by a few shades: receiving praise from you was on the same level as receiving praise from the president from him. “Now, they said sleep helps as well, so we should sleep.” Ranpo declared, hurriedly placing all the medications on your bed side table, before dragging himself underneath the covers, and snuggling against you.

You laid your head on his chest, already feeling your throat become less irritated, letting you exhale peacefully. Ranpo fell asleep before you, his rhythmic breathing becoming your lullaby. As felt your eyes go droopy, and your mind quiet down, resembling a calm mountain spring, you could not help but think that you truly had gotten the best boyfriend in the world.

That claim was instantly withdrawn when you were shaken awake at 3 in the morning by a sleep-drunk Ranpo, who suddenly remembered you had to take another medicine in while talking that one. You sighed, but after all, it meant Ranpo truly loved you, and that was more than enough for you.

Doppo Kunikida

Kunikida is a man of rules, and ideals, and he tries to follow his life bound by his self-imposed rules. He has a specific page on his notebook dedicated to the procedure to follow when he, or you, go down with a cold. But his ideals, and rules get thrown down the drain when you actually have a cold. Like Ranpo, Kunikida freezes, but not because he does not know what to do, but because he wants to do everything in his power to make you feel better. Seeing you sick, and coughing makes his heart ache, and is what pushes him out of his brief moment of panic. Kunikida writes down your symptoms in his notebook, and goes out on a hunt to find the best medication. He will then take care of you lovingly, but also strictly, not letting you get out of bed, or miss some medications because you say you feel better. A small part of him will also be blaming himself for allowing you to get sick, even if he can’t protect you from everything. Kunikida will, however, always remain by your side, not caring of the perpetual danger of falling ill as well: he can’t leave you alone when you’re sick. You’ll be wrapped in his arms at all times, and that is one of the best aspects of being taken care of by Kunikida.

Kunikida was typing on his computer, filling a report that, initially, had been Dazai’s. He noticed movement from the corner of his eyes, noticing you slumping in the chair next to his.

“Kunikida,” you called, gently tapping on his desk to get his attention.

“Yes, darling?” He asked, still typing on his computer.

“Do I feel a little warm to you?”

Kunikida looked up from his computer immediately after hearing your words. He instantly stood up, walking towards you. Your health always took priority on his work.

You did look paler, and more tired, Kunikida thought, as he pressed his hands on your forehead. “You’re a little warm,” he sighed, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Unfortunately, I cannot go home with you right now.” Kunikida said, hurriedly looking through his notebook, snapping it closed in anger.

You waved your hand. “Don’t worry, Kuni, I’ll just go home by myself.” You tried standing up, but Kunikida gently pushed you back down on the chair.

“I can’t let you go home alone. You’ll stay here, and I’ll take care of you while I work.” Kunikida declared, picking you up in his arms.

“Darling, I don’t feel that sick…and taking care of me while you work will just exhaust you more than you already are!” You tried protesting, as your boyfriend gently laid you down on the couch in the Armed Detective Agency office.

“Taking care of you will never exhaust me.” Kunikida grumbled, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead. He took his jacket draped on the back of his chair and covered you with it, returning to his desk to continue working.

Throughout the day, Kunikida walked over to your half conscious, half sleeping form on the couch, taking your temperature, and bringing you cups of water to drink. Kunikida also gave you various medicines that he had quickly popped out to buy on his break.

Various times you caught him glancing at you with worry, feeling that he was not doing enough to take care of you. You also saw him intensely research which medication to give you, also going as far as calling Yosano (it was her day off) to ask her what she thought would be the best course of action.

Lying on the couch, slipping in out of sleep, you felt enveloped by the warmth of your boyfriend’s love, who took care of you efficiently even while he was working.

You slowly woke a few hours later, noticing that the bright sunlight had been replaced by the lukewarm colors of the sunset, and the agency was empty, only Kunikida remaining, sitting at his desk. His hair shone like golden strands in the light, and his grey eyes resembled pieces of melted starlight.

You pushed yourself up, noticing your fever had gone. Your throat was still itchy, and your nose still clogged, but you felt better, overall. You slipped Kunikida’s jacket on, walking quietly towards him. You leaned over his shoulder, caressing his cheek, your two shadows intertwined on the floor.

Kunikida turned to glance at you, surprised. “Do you feel better, sweetheart?” He asked, turning to face you, immediately pressing his hand to your forehead to check your temperature.

You leaned into his touch, nodding happily. “All thanks to you, my perfect doctor,” you cooed, sliding down in his lap. Kunikida turned a fiery red, looking away.

“(Y/N), this is highly inappropriate!” He squeaked, although his hands tentatively went to wrap around your waist.

“Oh, come on: no one else is here. It’s not like we’re fucking in public.” You joked, panicking when you heard Kunikida choke on his spit. You laughed, gently slapping him on his broad back. “Ah, what should I do with you?” You asked, peppering kisses on his jaw.

“Kiss me properly,” Kunikida said quietly, seemingly having abandoned the war cry of propriety.

You laid your head on his shoulder, admiring his sharp features that were only accentuated by the dying sunlight that slid through the large windows. “I can’t, Kuni, I’ll get you sick.”

Kunikida looked at you in silence for a second, also admiring your face, his eyes zoning in on your lips. You saw the internal struggle reflected clearly on his eyes, a dueling waltz between his love for you and his ideals.

“Oh to hell,” he croaked, before diving down to press a passionate kiss to your lips, even going as far as to slide his tongue inside your mouth.

Your eyes widened in shock, but you quickly responded, threading your hands through his hair. Kunikida slowly pulled back after a few minutes, both of you panting for hair and grasping onto each other. Kunikida turned even redder when he noticed a small string of saliva glittering between the two of you. He pressed his forehead against yours: “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“Oh! How cute!” Dazai called suddenly, waltzing into the room.

Kunikida never fainted so fast before in his life.

Atsushi Nakajima

Atsushi would know what to do, probably having to take care of his fellow orphans. But he will do everything with an underlining panic he will try to hide for your sake, but that you will inevitably notice because he’s soaking in sweat, even if it’s winter. It’s because he worries so much; anxiety crawls inside his body, and he almost dies on the spot. But once you reassure him that it’s just a common cold, his heart will stop running a marathon and he will calm down. Atsushi takes care of you with love, as well as diligence, sleeping lightly to make sure you’re sleeping well. He’ll make you take warm baths, helping you get out and in, and will cook you whatever you want.

When Atsushi had waltzed into your shared apartment, excited to take you out on a date, his heart had dropped to his stomach when he saw you bundled up in your futon, trembling.

“A-Atsushi!” You called, your voice nasally. You opened your arms, looking like a scarecrow draped in duvets and covers.

“What happened?” Your sweet jinko boyfriend asked, worry evident in his furrowed brows as he knelt next to you, tucking the covers back around your body to make sure no draft would touch your skin.

“Got a cold from my last mission,” you mumbled, sniffling. “Walking around the countryside drenched in cold, mountain water was not a smart idea.”

“You did what?!” Atsushi stared at you, even more worried because you had walked around for god knows how long shivering in the icy air. You smiled sheepishly. Atsushi sighed, exasperated, pressing one of his hands to your forehead, relieved that you seemed to have only a slight fever. But your shivers were worrying his already panic-stricken heart.

“I’ll make you some soup.” He started getting up, but you grabbed his loose tail and tugged back onto the futon.

“No…warm me up! You’re always so warm!” You whined.

“I’ll do that after I make you the soup, okay, love?” Atsushi asked, gently persuading you to let go of his belt.

You pouted, reluctantly letting go. Your face suddenly brightened. “What if you order pizza!”

“No! That’s not what you need right now!” Atsushi called from the kitchen, scolding you gently. You sighed, dropping back into the covers.

Your caring boyfriend soon walked out of the kitchen, holding a steaming bowl in his hands, his eyes fixated on the quivering soup that danced threateningly close to the edge, teasing to suddenly overflow.

Atsushi placed it down in front of, a sigh of relief rushing out of his lips. You giggled, eyeing the sweat that had accumulated on his forehead out of concentration. You reached down to grab the spoon. You blinked, and the spoon was gone, now tightly held in Atushi’s grasp.

“Absolutely not. I’m feeding you.” He said, deciding to ignore your questioningly raised eyebrow. “And I’m not exaggerating.”

You decided to stay quiet, and simply enjoy the care your boyfriend was enveloping you in, relishing in the joy of being loved. You obediently swallowed down the warm and delicious soup, noticing how it smoothed out the irritation in your throat. “It’s delicious, ‘Sushi,” You said, in between spoonfuls.

Atushi’s cheeks turned red, and he grinned shyly, playing around with the remaining soup in the bowl. “I’m a good cook, aren’t I?” You threw your arms around him, nuzzling your nose against his.

“The best cook.” Atsushi beamed back at you, kissing the tip of your nose as he put the bowl down.

Lazily, you trailed your hand down his chest, feeling his solid muscles underneath. An idea suddenly came to you, and a lazy grin spread on your lips. “Baby, I’m cold.” You whined.Your hand, who had momentarily stopped on his stomach, restarted its journey, slowing sliding down to to his crotch.

Atsushi, who had been resting his head against yours, pulled back to look at you, worry evident in his eyes. “You’re cold…— (Y/N), WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” He gasped in surprise when he felt your warm hand on his dick, his breath getting stuck in his throat.

“Thanking the cook for the delicious dish!”

“A-Absolutely not! You’re sick! No!” He stammered, his eyes wide and panicked, his hand immediately clasping yours and gently pushing you back down in the bed, tucking the covers around you, restricting your movements: Atsushi knew he couldn’t resist you for long, and needed to prevent your hands to linger on his body before he got a hard-on.

“Atsushi! What the fuck?!”

“You need to rest. Doing what you wanted to do is not resting.” Atsushi stumbled and tripped over his words, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. You huffed, rolling your eyes. Atsushi glanced at you, playing with his fingers. “If you’re better tomorrow then maybe…” He quietly trailed off, defeated by the small pout that lingered on your face. You immediately perked up, smirking at him. “B-but only if you feel better!”

“I’ll sleep right away and get all the rest in the world so I feel better immediately!” You giggled, lying comfortably down in bed.

Atsushi sighed, a small smile on his lips, knowing that his heart truly belonged to you. He quickly slipped underneath the covers, holding you in his arms to suppress the shivers that had suddenly returned. You soon fell asleep, and Atsushi stayed awake a few more minutes, making sure you weren’t uncomfortable, before letting himself be pulled to sleep. But not too deep of a slumber: he had to make sure you, his treasure, his princess slept fine throughout the night. He was ready to sacrifice his sleep for that.

[livelaughlovesubs]

I want to treat kunikida so gently and kiss him while simultaneously overstimulating him, kissing him and telling him hes so good and handsome while hes crying and begging. I want to make him feel loved because he deserves it.

Soft sex is so cute n’ sweet <33

Dom!reader x sub!kunikida

Warning: handjob (you didn’t specify, i hope you don’t mind), overstim, dacryphilia, teasing and fluff

Kunikida sat on the edge of the bed with a skeptical look, his hands bawled into fists while he looked up at you, who was standing right in front of him. Your hand reached out for him, and his shoulders twitched. You grabbed his tie and made him lean forward. His pupils shook ever so slightly, confidence fading away. With a light tug, you removed that red tie, as well as locking the man in your arms. Heavy breathing sounds bounced off the walls. Your hands were on the bed now, stabilising yourself while you hovered over him, still standing in front of the male. The closeness was embarrassing to say the least, he could feel your breath on his neck, and how it tickled his skin. Even now you weren’t saying anything, keeping quiet while you worked on his vest.

After a few minutes you undid all his buttons and undressed him, slowly pulling his top off. You didn’t pull it off entirely though, instead letting it hang around his elbows. Then you kneeled down, his eyes following you the entire time. Next thing he knew your hands touched his knees, gently spreading them to make space for yourself. You could hear a sharp intake from the man, followed by his muscles tensing. Despite his hesitation and shaky posture, he followed your will and opened his legs.

In between your actions, you made sure to look up at him every once in a while to give him a tender smile of reassurance. Fingertips reaching for his chest, sliding down his torso as you watched him squirm. Kunikida clenched his eyes, avoiding looking at you while you worked on his pants. Your hands groped his crotch with playful intentions, rubbing him through his clothes while carrying a big smile on your face. The poor boy couldn’t even bear to look at you, all those sensations were maddening. It’s unbelievable how you knew every of his weak spots in and out, how you could pay so much attention to his body.

“Don’t play…” the Blondie eventually gasped. His dick was now half erect due to your touch, and twitching whenever you rubbed him a little harder. “Not in the mood for teasing?” He shook his head, if he were to talk now he might let out really embarrassing sounds. “Be a little more patient, okay?” You asked him while you slowly pulled his pants down, eyes gazing up at him with care and warmth. Just the sight alone made him blush or made his heart race. Since you asked so nicely… you earned yourself a slight nod from the male.

Now that you’ve gotten rid of the hindrance, as well as his underwear, you leaned your head against his inner thighs. It felt really soft against the skin, but you could feel his tense muscles. You caressed that area, yearning a gasp and sigh from your lover. He must be really impatient. More than just impatient, he doesn’t understand your fun in torturing him like this. Or why you like touching him so much. That’s when he suddenly felt your lips on his skin. You kissed and nibbled at his thighs, leaving a few red spots behind. His entire figure trembled, you also noticed him resisting the urge to close his legs.

How adorable, was what you thought, feeling your own excitement growing. Then you bit him, leaving the marks of your teeth behind. “Ughhh..!” The male lets out a pained moan, and he started gripping the sheets. His thighs shuddered, and he glared at you. Though that look in his eyes was soon replaced by one of ecstasy as soon as you touched his now hard dick. The shame hit him, and he avoided your gaze again. Spinning his head to the side while he clung the sheets even harder. All of this just because you wrapped your hand around his shaft.

“Pff, what a nice reaction, why so sensitive, my dear~?” You didn’t get an answer. Which is why you started moving your hand up, brushing your digits over his tip and collecting his precum. There were already a significant amount of it collecting at his slit and you made use of that. Coating your index finger with the sticky fluid as a tease, rubbing against his tip carefully. “Ah-aAAhh..! You- hngnNn..!” God, the whimpers he let out were heavenly, enough to convince you it was an angels singing. The way he shut his eye and covered his face with his hand was just so attractive. Not to mention how red he was, how even his ears and shoulders turned cherry red.

You weren’t sure what he was trying to say, but since he didn’t show any signs of discomfort, you continued your little game. After coating your entire palm with his slick, you started to jerk him off. The wet squelching sounds it made were straight out of a porno, so lewd and dirty that it almost made you feel ashamed. Since you were taking it easy on him and going slow, he only shuddered every now and then. Still, the feeling was starting to get overwhelming, especially with you raising your pace in accordance. More small whines and groans left his throat, adding onto this already erotic picture.

“Ah.. nghh-mHhm.. y/n, more…” kunikida said while in a trance, mind slowly turning into mush as the pleasure fills his nerves. His heart was pounding, working on spreading this bliss to every single corner of his body. Eyes half lidded as he furrowed his eyebrows, lips slightly parted due to his panting. “Please..” he added, trying to make himself clear. “You want me to go faster?” You asked, even though you knew the answer. Stopping the movements of your hand momentarily to focus on him. Cheeks pressed against his thigh, ready to leave more hickeys anytime.

He had to swallow a clump before he could talk, your eyes were making him nervous. It has been like that since the beginning of this session. Every time he looked at you he just felt so shy, it was irritating. With a meek voice he mumbled, “yes..please.” Hoping that was a satisfactory response, enough for you to feel content.

“Such a good boy you are… of course I can, my love,” you uttered, resuming to pleasuring him again. This time your hand was moving at a steady yet fast pace, your other hand holding his hips. The sounds of the act was getting louder and more perverted by the second, atmosphere getting heavier with lust. “Ahh… uh-uhnGn- mHhHMM ..!” He couldn’t say anything, only moans and sounds of pure ecstasy came out of his mouth. More and more precum dripped down his shaft, onto your hands, almost as an encouragement for you to continue. His thighs trembled, as well as the rest of his body. Sweat was forming on his forehead, and drool hung out from the corners of his lips. You could literally eat him up right now.

“You are doing so well, kunikida, so pretty and so handsome.” Then you stood up, hands still working on his length. Your face was now inches away from his, the hand on his hips now on his chin. Gently and a little hesitantly, you kissed him. Locking your lips with his. His eyes widened a little. Even though he was surprised, he quickly returned the kiss and when you pulled back, he leaned forward, showing his unwillingness to break it yet. “Ah.. y/n…” kunikida said, almost crying at this point. “Please…” everything you did felt so good, he couldn’t take it anymore. The feeling of you touching his private areas, making him feel so loved and adored was getting too overwhelming. He was so close, and it felt too good.

You gave him a tender smile, before kissing him again. Even something as simple as this felt amazing for him, astonishingly exhilarating. As if all his troubles got washed away, he couldn’t think of anything but you. Right now he was living for this moment with you and nothing else. “I’m close, please.. ha-haah…” he stopped clenching the bedsheets, instead wrapped his arms around your neck. You kissed his neck and shoulder, this small gesture enough to calm down his raging heart. His grip was tight, not wanting to let you go. This clinginess of his was new for the both of you, yet none of you complained.

“You were so perfect, go on, cum for me?” You whispered into his ear. A voice so beautiful it could have been a devils spell, the only difference being he’s been seduced since he met your eyes. Every of your words echoed through his mind like a hypnosis, his body obeying you out of reflex. “Ah.. hu-hMNm… ye-yes..” “so good for me, I love you darling.” That was the last straw, all of this was too much. Tears rolled down his cheek while he repeated the words ‘thank you’ like a mad lad. His frame shook and shuddered, legs still trying to clench together while white liquid shoot out of him. It dirtied your hand, and proceeded to drip all the way down to his thighs.

You helped him ride out his high, biting your bottom lips to control yourself. He was just so damn gorgeous just now. When you noticed the trembling decreasing, you pulled back slightly to look at him. The face he pulled made all your efforts worth it. A dumbfounded expression paired with a melting gaze. Silent sobs and hiccups replacing the previous vulgar noises. His hair has come undone, and it stuck to his hair due to the sweat. Not to mention what a mess he made down there… how inappropriate he looks. It makes you want to go for a second round <3

[probablysimpledreams]

lovesick kunikida who keeps a polaroid picture of you everywhere. in his wallet, on his desk in the office, on his desk at home, anywhere and everywhere he can.

lovesick kunikida who drops everything when he hears you had a bad or exhausting day to make sure your night ends better. you come home to a warm bath, rose petals scattered on the floor and soft music playing as you sink into the tub. he provides your favorites rather it be a book, ice cream, a whole tv set up, whatever you need he provides.

lovesick kunikida who immediately softens at the sound of your voice. you keep him grounded throughout any and all situations. you're his angel.

lovesick kunikida who writes out texting you in his daily schedules. this isn't because he would forget, but instead to give him something to look forward to. even when you are not physically there, you get him through his day. he just has to finish up this report or run this last errand, then he gets to indulge in a sweet reward: you.

lovesick kunikida who can't go into a single store without buying you something. a fun drink in your favorite flavor? bought the last seven in the store. cute teddy bears in your favorite color? of course he had to go through each one to find the softest one. flowers on sale? be ready to come home to a garden in your bedroom.

lovesick kunikida who can't walk by a lingerie display without immediately thinking of you. no matter the price he will slam the underwear down with his credit card in front of the cashier, face tomato red as he avoids eye contact during the entire transaction, noticeably growing bulge in his pants.

lovesick kunikida who is handsy. he loves coming up behind you, your back resting against his chest as his hands freely explore your body. he takes his time memorizing each and every curve of your body, gentle pinches at your waist, rock hard cock pressed against your body.

lovesick kunikida who lives for your pleasure. though he would never verbally admit it, he frequently gets lost in thoughts of fingering you. the you squeeze around his fingers, how your body shakes from his touch alone, having you suck his fingers clean afterwards, he goes crazy for it all.

lovesick kunikida who isn't afraid to get lost in the moment and be loud in bed. he feels so secure with you that he allows himself to get deeply lost in pleasure. seeing your beautiful face as he fucks you drives him mad. his body shakes as he cries out your name, rough kisses quickly following. his face always is so red afterwards, a little embarrassed for how vocal he is. however that embarrassment quickly fades when ups collapse against his chest, peppering soft kisses on his skin.

lovesick kunikida who does anything, and everything for his angel. no matter how ridiculous the request is or how ridiculous he feels while doing it, anything you want you get.

[fedyaxz]

How the BSD men realized that they're in love with you

ft. Chuuya, Kunikida, Nikolai x co-worker! Reader

a/n: happy valentine's and confession day! Please support my fluffruary!!

Nakahara Chuuya

✧ Chuuya would be someone who will admire you from afar.

✧ Every single one of his close friends would notice his concern for you, his soft spot for you, how he would always smile with you, and of course, how much he likes– no loves you.

✧ Even his subordinates see it, seeing how much he cares for you on mission, yet the only ones who were blind enough to not notice were him and you.

✧ Koyou brought it up while they were drinking, but he refused to acknowledge it, it was only normal to care for a close friend... right?

✧ After that night it bothered him every single day to a point where he noticed things that he had never before like how:

- his heart always fluttered when you were near

- his fists clenched tight when someone was flirting w/ you

- his heart ached when he sees you smiling at someone

- his breath fell short when you were close

- his face became red when you showed worry towards him

✧ Maybe he does love you, he slowly started to accept that fact, but he couldn't have you.

✧ He thinks that you're someone who deserves to be with someone better.

✧ However he doesn't think that someone is and can be better than him in terms of loving you.

✧ So he will continue admire you from afar, maybe– no, hopefully he would be able to confess someday and you would reciprocate the feelings that he held for you and only you.

Kunikida Doppo

✧ Kunikida is someone who will be too oblivious and in denial of his liking towards you.

✧ When Yosano brought up the possibility he quickly dismissed it as an absurd thing, ridiculous even.

✧ But that night he couldn't even sleep, the thought that he may be in love with you filled his mind.

✧ In the end, he dismissed it as Yosano just trying to tease him.

✧ He reasoned to himself that you are too far from his ideal spouse.

✧ It bothered him, too much to say the least, and it came to a point where his asked his infamous womanizing partner, Dazai for advice.

✧ Yet his co worker's advice didn't help, or perhaps he refused to admit that fact.

✧ His so called "care" for you is only a disliking towards what happened towards you, that's what he told himself over and over.

✧ But Kunikida is the type to avoid the matter, he would refuse to admit it because that loving or even liking you is like stomping on the ideals he had set for himself.

✧ Maybe one say, he'll realize it but that will certainly be far from now.

Nikolai Gogol

✧ I feel like he knew it, from the very first second you opened up to each other, you occupied his mind.

✧ He would see love as both a key and a shackle.

✧ He'd think of it as a joke at first, a simple prank orchestrated by his heart.

✧ But little by little, he'll think of it as a problem to his future self, wanting to enjoy the things he felt while it lasts.

✧ He would start by looking over you everyday, giving small greetings and "how are you"s.

✧ Then as time passed he would start sending you fresh flowers weekly along with short hand-written messages.

✧ It would continue for ages until he decides to finally confess.

[kaelohver]

@KAELOHVER☆

THEM WITH A S/O LIKE MITSURI KANROJI

•DAZAI OSAMU

-You met at a café where he caught you gushing at him quite loudly…

-He approached you and you both clicked immediately!

-Your personalities are similar yet so different but it seems to work even more because of that.

-He’d be surprised of your constant compliments towards others and him at first but quickly gets used to it.

-Might get jealous of you complimenting others so he’ll pester you a bit, but won’t let you know of his jealously (as you’re more than likely oblivious if you’re like Mitsuri).

-Might baby you a bit, but not in a way he’d act like you can’t do anything. He’d just be really affectionate!

-Extremely protective! He would already be protective due to his loss of people in the past but would be even more so if you’re so sweet towards others.

-If you have an ability then he’d get you into the armed detective agency for sure (if you’d want to join).

-If you did join the Ada then prepare to put up with Dazai clinging onto you when you’re doing paperwork whilst Kunikida yells at him to do his work..

-Overall, you two are definitely like besties & partners at the same time.

•DOPPO KUNIKIDA

-You two probably met through work, considering him.

-I’d guess that he heard you talking loudly about how smart and cute he is..

-Probably freezes up then checks if you really said all that for a second.

-Might go on a rant about privacy as he’s increasingly flustered at your words, might not.

-You two are the definition of one fell first and one fell more (though you could easily compete with him falling more).

-Would appreciate your compliments about him and wouldn’t mind you complimenting others (as he seems like he’s not often jealous).

-Would absolutely admire your physical strength, being extremely surprised when he first saw you fight someone.

-He’d appreciate that you’d probably try to work around his schedule (despite it being quite literally a whole day being planned..)

-Might invite you to the agency (with permission, of course) if you had an ability. Though he might possibly be unsure of this choice for a bit.

-If you did join then he’d quite literally go mad if you gush at Dazai (considering if you’re like Mitsuri, you gush at everyone). He’d throw him at a door (/hj).

-Overall, you’re an extremely sweet couple <3

•CHUUYA NAKAHARA

-Y’all probably met outside of work��� I can’t rlly see a reader like Mitsuri being in the Mafia but I think it would be extremely funny if they were.

-If you met in the Mafia he’d kinda wonder how the hell you even managed to get yourself stuck into such an organisation.

-If you met outside of the Mafia, he’d be hesitant to have even friendship with you, considering his role at work.

-However you manage to charm your way into his heart, he’d enjoy the comments you make about him and would love you a ton.

-Is likely to get jealous but more on the insecure side and will only really stop sulking like a big baby when you give him one of those hugs that make everything better (grown man my ass).

-If you had an ability, he wouldn’t really care much for it. Like, he’d admire it and your strength but overall it’s just an ability to him

-Would put off using corruption even more when you’re around (whether Dazai is present or not, which he wouldn’t really like anyway) to keep you safe.

-Will go mad if you gush at Dazai… He will literally throw him at a tree.

-Would also probably heavily dislike it if you gushed at Mori… He respects him but there’s no way he wants him near you.

-Would love that you’re physically strong, it’s a good skill to have!

-Not joking, he’d seriously stop and watch you beat up someone brutally whilst he’s just ‘???’ with some dumb blush on his face.

-Overall, a sweet couple that will probably be together until they die! (Ignoring the manga rn)

•YOSANO AKIKO

-Y E S

-Definition of powerful gfs (or partners)!

-Wouldn’t be necessarily hard to get into her life but you’d have to be trustworthy in her books to not get a glare every once in a while.

-Wouldn’t really look for compliments but would appreciate them.

-Though she’d be a bit surprised on your constant praise for others, she’d find it endearing.

-Not likely to get extremely jealous but if she does she’ll just glare menacingly at the person she’s jealous of until they run off in a hurry before then turning to you with an innocent smile.

-Would be supportive of your strength for sure, she’s at the back whilst your beating tf out of someone, smirking proudly.

-You’d be a good team, healing and physical strength, whether you have an ability or not.

-Protective like most bsd characters but she’s not gonna stop you from doing things, she’ll just come with you if she can.

-Overall, probably one of the least-toxic & sweetest relationships!

•FYODOR DOSTOYEVSKY

-It would be extremely hard to get into Fyodor’s life and it might be even harder with your personality.

-I’d imagine that you’d have to either be his enemy or ally, not a random citizen, to be involved with him.

-However you manage to be aquatinted with him, he would find you particularly interesting.

-He would make a secret of his enjoyment to the compliments you give him, not visibly showing emotion when complimented apart from a possible smirk.

-He is a possessive man so it’s not far fetched to believe he’d be a rather jealous man at times.

-He would probably just do that thing where he smiles unsettlingly at someone if he’s jealous.

-Depending on what level he feels jealous, he might find where they live and resort to violence, though depending on who they are to you.

-His opinion on your strength with or without an ability wouldn’t change much.

-If you had an ability, he’d see it as a win due to the increased strength you’d have.

-If you didn’t have an ability, then he wouldn’t really care much. Seeing as you’re like Mitsuri, you’re strong physically and able to defend yourself either way.

-His opinion on your overall strength is that it’s a useful and impressive asset.

-Overall, a surprisingly non-toxic relationship for him but one that lacks affection. You’d be safe and cared for, so it’s basically a win!

•RYŪNOSUKE AKUTAGAWA

-Well…

-This man would be so hard to warm up to so it’s a wonder how you’d be able to.

-When you do, he’d still be a bit annoyed by your antics.

-He’d be fighting seriously and then there’s you in the background doing the splits & all that whilst somehow still winning in a fight by a mile.

-Would secretly seek your compliments and won’t be afraid to glare at someone when you compliment them.

-If your like Mitsuri and you meet Atsushi, he’s going to go mad.

-Would admire your strength and the fact that he doesn’t have to protect you.

-Please don’t gush over Dazai, he will be so sad.

-Would appreciate the fact you don’t start arguments & if he started any then you’d make an effort to sort it out before it got any worse.

-Keeps you away from most people in the Mafia unless you’re in there.

-Very protective, he wouldn’t want you hurt or sad, it completely ruins his mood.

-Overall, unbelievably sweet for a seemingly cold and ruthless Mafiaso!

[spiritedscorpio]

When you try to be dominant

Warning: NSFW content, afab! reader

Includes: Atsushi, Dazai, Ranpo, Chuuya, Yosano, Kunikida, Akutagawa, Nikolai, Higuchi, Fyodor

Atsushi:

He's pretty shy when it comes to being intimate. He gets flustered easily however in the heat of the moment, he'll have a tight grip on your thighs as he rams into you.

You decide to switch things up the next time you're being intimate. He had just removed your clothes and pulled you in for a kiss. His hands ran along your side, exploring the soft skin. You let him be in control until you got the urge to see how his flustered behavior would come into play in the bedroom. While your lips were still connected, you slipped your hand under the hem of his pants, palming his cock causing an unexpected moan to leave his lips. As you continue your actions he struggles to kiss back, eventually falling back onto his elbows and letting you take over. He raises his hips, allowing you to remove his pants and boxers before sinking down on his cock. All he is able to do is hold onto your hips, aiding your movements.

"W-what are you doing? Hah- I didn't expect this from you. but please... keep going, you feel so good"

Dazai:

He's extremely good at dirty talking; he knows exactly what to say to turn you on and turn you into a flustered mess underneath him. The next time he's towering over you, trailing both kisses and love bites down your body, you decide to take over, simply to see what he'd be like.

You push him back on the bed, him letting you do this to see what you were trying. Your fingers find their way around his cock, pumping it a few times before wrapping your lips around it. A smirk quickly finds its way to his lips and his fingers begin gripping your hair. He’s quick to thrust up into your throat, setting the pace himself. “My, aren’t we needy? And here I was taking my time with you but it seems that you just want to be fucked like a slut”

His words fluster you, making you lose all your confidence and he uses the opportunity to flip you onto your knees. “Very well, I suppose I’ll indulge you”

Although it won’t happen often, he’d probably let you top him if you asked nicely.

Ranpo:

Whether it’s him thrusting into you or you riding him, he doesn’t care as long as he’s inside you. Because of this, the only way to really get him to submit is with words. Praise him. Tell him he’s good and how good he’s making you feel and he’s yours. Especially if he’s not feeling particularly confident that day, praise him and it'll drive him wild.

You walk into his office to find him looking through the evidence for a case with a frustrated look on his face. The agency was fairly empty so you lock the door behind you and suggest that a distraction may help him feel better. You pull his pants and boxers down to his knees before sinking to your knees, sucking on his cock. Once he reaches his first orgasm you wrap your arms around his neck and sink onto his cock. He’s already sensitive so needy whimpers and whines leave his lips as you tell him how good he’s being. As you whisper praise into his ear you feel him twitch inside you, his second release already nearing.

“Ah, this is exactly what I needed... I'm all yours darling. Please... tell me I'm good. I'll be good for you... I promise"

Chuuya:

He always took the dominant role, saying that he should since he's the man. Since you're always the one submitting, you get the urge to see what he'd be like underneath his cocky exterior. The only way to top him is to overwhelm him with pleasure.

The next time he has you half naked, straddling his lap, lips locked with his own you grind your hips on his clothed cock. "Eager, aren't we?" A cocky remark leaves his lips although he lets you continue your actions. You move your lips to his neck, sucking on the tender skin while your hands find their way under his shirt, gently rubbing and tugging on his nipples. He progressively becomes more vocal as he slowly starts to lose his composure, a smirk spreading across your face as you realize your plan is working. Soon enough he's all yours and begging for you not to stop and to feel you around him. "Fuck- you're gonna be the death of me but please... don't stop. Ah, you feel so good, please... I need to be inside you"

Yosano:

Sex with her is amazing; she always prioritizes your needs whether they be being cared for like a princess, or ruined like a slut. She always took the dominant role but you didn't mind, she knew what she was doing and it was extremely hot however you eventually wondered if you could turn the tables on her.

When the two of you are in bed relaxing together, you run your hand over her body and lean up to kiss her-- the kiss soon turning into a make out session. Your hand reaches under the lovely nightgown she had on and rubs circles over her clothed clit, a soft exhale leaving her. "Well would you look at who's trying to be in charge" She pulls away from you and sits back, interested to see how you would go about this. Your head is soon between her legs, her muscular thighs pressuring the sides of your head as you eat her out.

"Fuck, just like that, I'm so close... Well... I certainly didn't expect that. Now how about I return the favor, hm?"

Kunikida:

He also felt that he should always be the top but that just made you want to switch things up even more. He normally had so much composure and you wanted to break it. You wanted to break him.

The next time the two of you are at home, you put on a new black set of lingerie you recently bought. You ask him what he thinks and when he looks up at you a deep blush spreads across his face. He simply says it's nice however you noticed his wandering gaze. You pout at him, claiming he barely even looked at it before going to sit on his lap, giving him a better look. He's quick to tell you that you look very good, his point being confirmed by the erection you felt under you. Several moments pass by where neither of you do anything but his eyes show his desire. You ask him if something's wrong innocently, the blush on his face deepening as you put him on the spot. He huffs in annoyance, saying you already know what he wants causing you to get off his lap. You whisper that you'll give him what he wants if he just tells you. He says he wants you to suck him off and you sink to your knees, smirking. The embarrassment and pleasure is too much for him, making him putty in your hands, allowing you to take the reigns.

"Well, ah, this is quite unlike you. Is this going to be a regular thing? Ah, well I s-suppose I don't mind if you keep this up"

Akutagawa:

Just like in day to day life, he’s pretty quiet in the bedroom, only a few low moans and groans leaving him. He never really says anything he wants you to do and just goes with the flow of things. Although he never says anything, his body is very telling. If you point it out, he's all yours.

The next time you're relaxing in bed, you press your ass against his crotch and his eyes shoot open. You wait for him to calm back down before rubbing your ass against him and soon enough you feel him get hard. His breath hitches although he does nothing. "What's this?" You roll over so you can see his face. "Are you turned on right now?" He averts your gaze and says it's not his fault when you're moving like that. Even though he's not really showing it, he's incredibly embarrassed. You understand that he's relatively uncomfortable with being vocal in these situations so you just want him to say one thing at least. As you palm him over his pants, he grows visibly frustrated with your pace. You tell him that if he wants something, all he has to do is tell you so he pauses before speaking. "Please... make me come. Ah, you sure can be clueless when you want to, whatever j-just don't stop"

It may go like this but if he's angry, he may just use his ability to hold you in place and ruin you.

Nikolai:

He knows how to use his words to make you melt and squirm and because of this, he was normally the top.

The next time you're making out, clothes scattered around the floor, you reach down to stroke his cock. His eyes immediately widen and he moans into the kiss. He eventually pulls away and leans back, curious to see what you would do. You move so you're hovering over him and he expected you to ride him but you straddle his thigh instead. Your hips make a steady back and forth motion on his thigh, coating it in your arousal. He whines at the fact that he isn't directly getting you off and you shut him up by pulling him in for a kiss. Once you separate, his eyes watch you intently as you get closer and closer to your release. He begs you to touch him, to do anything, his cock straining under you from you not giving it attention.

"Please... let me make you come... Please, I need you"

Higuchi:

She prioritizes your needs and comfortability during sex, never being overly rough with you. Switching was never something she seemed to have a problem with however you found the confidence she had in the bedroom attractive so you always let her top you.

The next time you're making out, you eventually pull away and bring your hands to her shoulders, sliding down the soft skin. You tell her how beautiful you think she is and her face instantly turns pink. After continuing to praise her, she turns into a flustered mess under you, letting you take control. Gently spreading her legs, you run two fingers up her slit before pushing them in. You watch her face as you fuck her with your fingers however her eyes are shut, unable to bring herself to make eye contact. She lets out soft moans and curses as you increase your pace, her breathing growing ragged. As she comes her legs spasm around your hand and you slow your pace as she rides out her high.

"Fuck... you're a little too good at that, but please... let me return the favor"

Fyodor:

The thought of you topping him has never crossed his mind. He enjoyed you submitting to him and ruining you. Since he had such a strong opinion on this, you really wanted to see what it would be like if you switched things up.

You decide to put on a skimpy little maid outfit to try and seduce him. While he's working on his laptop you walk into the room, innocently tidying up a few things. He glances at you, taking note of your outfit before returning his attention to his work. You make a point to bend over to clean things off the floor, the skirt of your dress raising to reveal your ass. To you, it seemed like he wasn't getting the hint so you went to sit on his lap. "Hm? Oh it's nothing, I just figured since I'm dressed like this I should give you some service~" He doesn't give in right away, instead choosing to mock you and go on about how needy you are. You go to remove his clothes before wrapping your lips around his cock, attempting to set the pace yourself however his hand prevented you from doing so. He kept a firm grip around your head as he thrusted up into your throat, an amused grin spreading across his face as he watches you struggle to take in his cock.

"Ah, it seems someone has forgotten who's in charge here. I'll be sure to remind you of that shortly. Go on, take some more"

[tender-rosiey]

Hello there! If it's not a bother,i wanted to request Chuuya,Kunikida and Akutagawa getting into a fight for us and the reader's reaction? the other person might have badmouthed the reader and that caused the character to get into a fight with them. Thank you!! <33

“WATCH YOUR MOUTH”

— dazai, kunikida, chuuya, and akutagawa fighting someone who badmouthed you

a/n: also especially posted for @dazaiaiko cause it has been while since I uploaded something bsd related

DAZAI OSAMU:

"hello there!" dazai greets as he enters the bar. he, with a birth smile, takes a seat at the table with two men, "pleasure seeing you here."

one of them snaps at him, "the hell is your business here, kid?"

he waves his hands in innocence, "hey now, no need to be so aggressive! I just came to have a pleasant chat with you guys about something...rather personal."

"it just so happens," dazai continues, interrupting the man's response, "that you've badmouthed my dear lover," he closes his eyes as he smiles, "that isn't something I am fond of."

the man laughs, "so you here to pick a fight, ay?" the man tries to get up but is hindered by something rather painful. namely a knife grazing his thigh.

"don't cause a scene now; I would hate having to clean up after your mess."

the man frantically nods. dazai then retracts his knife, nestling it safely in his pocket.

he simply thinks that no one should be allowed to treat you like that so this should act as a warning. that if he ever tried insulting you again, there will be consequences.

dazai laughs, "that's good to hear!" he stands up, dusting his brown coat, and heads to the door, "hopefully we don't meet again...for your sake."

soon, he is at your door with a bouquet of flowers. the moment you open the door, you're greeted by his beaming smile, "hello, belladonna! you look as lovely as usual!"

you roll your eyes, leaning on the door, "what has brought you here, 'samu?"

"my heart simply yearned for one y/n l/n," he hums and you chuckle.

you take the bouquet with a grateful smile, "I think you just came for the crab salad I made."

he presses a kiss to your cheek before letting himself in, "that is merely an added bonus, my dear," his arm wraps around your waste, "I am here for you, you should know that."

"I also know that you went to the bar to threaten that one guy."

he pauses, "...really?"

"mhm."

"darn."

KUNIKIDA DOPPO:

to unwind, you deicided to take your husband on a date to the cafe under the agency. you were having a good time in general, but kunikida couldn't help but notice the people in the adjacent table talk about you.

"what's wrong, doppo?" you ask, your hand resting on his own.

he looks up at you with a smile, gently squeezing your hand, "it's nothing; don't worry about it."

you smile and continue on your conversation. all seems to be normal but then kunikida hears something that he simply can't let go.

he abruptly gets up and headed towards their table. he towers over them as he asks, “do you have any business with us?”

they exchange looks with each other before one of them speaks up, “well—“

“then I would appreciate you if you keep quiet.”

they quickly shut their mouth and before kunikida turns back to walk to you, he looks down at them and says, “let’s keep things civil for your sakes.”

the men don't let the threat slide and one of them tries attacking kunikida. he swiftly dodges and grabs him by the collar, pushing him to a nearby wall, "surely what I said was easy enough for you to understand."

the guy, terrified, nods quickly and kunikida releases him, letting him fall to the ground. the guy scrambles to his feet and his friend soon follows suit.

kunikida pushes his glasses up with a sigh before he turns to you, "sorry for my reaction, but—"

he stops in his tracks when he sees you looking at him in awe and with a silly little smile on your face, "aww, you love me!"

he looks at you, confused, "of course, I do."

you tackle him in a hug that he doesn't hesitate to recporicate, albeit with a hushed whisper, "y/n, pda is unacceptable!"

you press a kiss to his cheek and he quickly shuts up. y/n used kisses: very effective!

NAKAHARA CHUUYA:

you and your husband were walking the streets, jumping from shop to shop. of course, it was fun and it helped that your husband is very engaging and tells you what he thinks and genuinely suggests outfits.

you stopped at a particular shop, though it was one that you already had something in mind to get.

so chuuya left you to your own devices, but as he was chilling, he overhead people talking about you in a rather unpleasant manner.

so he went to you, pressing a kiss on your cheek and telling you he had to quickly check something, then he followed them outside the shop.

because of their wonderful luck, they enter an alleyway. chuuya smirks before going in after them but they have yet to notice him til he speaks, "what do we have here?"

they snap their heads towards him. one of them snarls at him, "the hell you want?!" and chuuya's eyebrows furrow.

"I will just teach you a lesson," he smirks before slamming the guy's head to the wall. the other one sees the scene unfold and attempts to run away. chuuya doesn't let him get far.

soon, they are both beaten to a pulp and chuuya dusts his hand.

one thing that chuuya likes to remind people is to never badmouth you.

alas, some are simply unfortunate.

so with his head high and chest puffed out, he heads back to the shop.

though, he is met by a very angry you who grumbles, "nakahara chuuya."

he tenses up and smiles at you, "heyyyy babe, how was it?"

"what did I say about beating people up?"

the disappointment in your eyes hits him hard then he frowns, slightly blushing, "listen, they should know better than to speak about you like that."

you sigh, pressing a kiss to his cheek. what's done is done and you can't change anything. you also can't complain about having a husband who always has your back.

"won't tell me I am your strong husband at least?"

locking arms with him, you roll your eyes, "you're my 'strong' and 'handsome' husband."

he laughs before nudging you lightly with his elbow, "now what shop do you wanna go to?"

AKUTAGAWA RYUUNOSUKE:

a normal evening: you were chilling on your couch, scrolling through your phone.

you didn't think that anyone would show up at this late hour. and even if they did, one expects a delivery man to come knocking on their door, not their nationally feared boyfriend injured and using the door for support.

thankfully though, he isn't in a terrible shape, but he has sustained quite the injury, if the stagger in his step is anything to go by.

"ryu!" you gasp as you run to steady him, "what happened?"

you gently lead him to the couch where he finally sits down, letting a tired sigh. he avoids your eyes for a moment before speaking up, "just had a fight with some people."

you frown, inspecting his injuries, "what did they do? anything related to the mafia?"

he shakes his head as he watches you get the bandages and whatnot. you settle in front of him and he hesitantly shows you the injury. your eyes brim with worry and you instantly start tending to them.

after a couple of moments, his hand moves to rest on your head, "they were...badmouthing you."

you freeze and look up at him. he frowns, a little defensive, "what? I hate anyone who talks you down."

a small laugh escapes your lips as you press a kiss to his cheek, "what did I say about getting into unnecessary fights?" you hum and almost coo at his blushing face.

he averts his eyes and grumbles, "that was very much necessary."

"you could've just ignored them," you quirk an eyebrow at him and he ignores your reprimanding, firmly believing that fighting for your honor is worth every injury he could've gotten.

you cup his face, "ryu," you caress his cheek and he grumbles making you giggle before continuing, "I just don't want you to get hurt even for me."

he sighs with a small nod. his shoulders relax upon seeing your smile, though he avoids telling you that he will, without hesitation, get in another fight just for you.

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Kintsugi

Part 2 .... Part 1

𝑨𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂, 𝑲𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒊𝒅𝒂, 𝑭𝒚𝒐𝒅𝒐𝒓 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff♡/ light angst??/ Fedya's redemption arc

// little warning for toxic relationships

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𝑨𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂

doesn't understand at first why you're so emotional when he brings you little gifts or asks for your opinion/ consent all the time; but he doesn't ask about it

he only decides to press the matter when he notices you're kinda wary around him, especially after he had a rough day at work and isn't in the best mood

and oh mama

when you tell him your exes would take their anger out on you (doesn't have to be physical abuse, even if they just yelled or so) he is so distraught

he's like name and address please; he wants to go after those guys

but after you reassure him that it's all good now, he promises he'd never harm you in any way

'Why is she acting like this?' he asked himself for the nth time that evening. Arm resting on the side of his couch, his piercing gaze followed your every move; in the background the TV rolled a generic movie, the high pitched voices of the actors going right past him.

You were in the kitchen, occupying your time with meaningless activities: scrubbing the counters, cleaning the dishes, polishing the cutlery, refolding the towels to make sure they weren't getting crumpled.

But why? Why weren't you spending time with him?

Your boyfriend had a terrible day at work and all he wanted was to spend the rest of the day with you. But the second he stepped into your shared apartment and uttered a healf-hearted 'Hello love' you turned your back to him and did everything in your power to avoid him.

At first he thought you were simply busy, but three hours have passed since he returned home and you were still haphazardly moving around the apartment.

"Hey, Y/N. Can we talk for a bit?" he asked eventually.

Akutagawa watched you place the wet sponge on the edge of the sink and make your way to his side, still avoiding eye contact.

"Are you ok?"

"Yes" you said briefly, fixating a spot on the carpet.

Your boyfriend only huffed in response, hooking a finger under your chin to make you look at him.

"Look, Y/N. I'm not sure what's going on but if I upset you in any way please let me know."

The tinge of sadness in his voice caused you to sigh, your eyebrow knitting in frustration.

"No, Ryuu. You didn't do anything wrong. I just noticed you weren't in the best mood and assumed you wanted some time alone, that's all."

Your boyfriend was baffled, at a loss of words. "Why would you just assume that?" he pressed, eyes narrowing.

"I... I guess it's a bad habit I picked up from my past relationships. Sorry, it was silly of me. I should've asked what you wanted me to do." you said with a smile.

But Akutagawa wasn't happy with your answer. He had noticed this recurring behaviour and wanted to know more, so you told him everything: how your last partners would yell at you whenever they had a bad day and how you learned to just mind your own business in moments like that.

"Did they ever hit you?" he eventually asked and you could see the shadow of relief in his eyes when you shook your head.

"No, it wasn't anything bad. Don't worry."

Your boyfriend nodded, his lips curling in a gentle smile. "At least that"

His slender fingers let go of your chin and took your hand in his, pressing his lips to your knuckles; causing a pink hue to rise to your cheeks.

"I hope you know I'd never lash out on you, no matter how shitty my day is. My work and our relationship and two different things and I won't let one influence the other, ok?" he said in a gentle voice, earning a smile from you.

"Thank you love. And sorry for ignoring you all day. You don't even know what it took for me not to hug you"

With that your arms wrapped around his neck and he leaned back, propping himself up against the edge of the couch. You cuddled against his chest, body flush against his as his arms came to rest loosely on your hips. He breathed in and chuckled when he noted the fresh smell of cleaning supplies on your skin.

"Don't worry your pretty head about it. I'm not mad at you. Plus, the kitchen it spotless now so I have nothing to comment."

His remark caused a mirthful laughed to roll off your lips and he smiled again, placing a kiss to the crown of your head. Now, with you by his side, Akutagawa could finally relax.

𝑲𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒊𝒅𝒂

he's so oblivious omg

doesn't really think your reactions to his kind gestures are out of place; but he does wonder why you're so impressed all the time

he strongly believes that you deserve to be treated like the queen you are so ofc he does just that

at some point he asks you about past relationships; just because he's curious

but when you tell him that your exes were all a bunch of assholes who've never treated you well he's so sad

I see him almost crying because he loves you so much

you're the one who ends up reassuring him that he's a great boyfriend and that you're happy with him djjdjdj

"Love, are you ok?" you asked in a worried tone as you watched your boyfriend lean forward, head resting in the palms of his calloused hands.

Kunikida's mind could not comprehend what you just told him. It all started with a harmless conversation about your past relationships; he was simply curious and wanted to know what they were like. But he certainly didn't expect you to tell him something like this.

At a loss of words, your boyfriend's gaze fixates his shoelaces, counting the number of times they looped in and out of the eyelets.

One...two...three...four...

He just couldn't believe it: how could anyone treat someone like you so harshly? so badly? How could anyone raise their hand at you or deny you things or raise their voice at you? It was beyond comprehension.

Kunikida thought of all the things you went though, all the toxic relationships you had to endure and felt tears pooling at the corner of his eyes; a burning sensation grazing at the back of his throat.

"Love?" you asked again, wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

Your boyfriend straightened his back and arranged his glasses. "Yes, I'm alright. Sorry for that."

But the slight quiver of his voice didn't escape you, your lips curling in a sad smile.

"Oof Kunikida baby please don't be mad over this. I'm okay now."

Taking off his square-framed glasses you cupped his cheeks, placing a kiss on the tip of his nose.

"Don't bother with those guys. What matters is that you treat me well and make me happy. Never doubt that" you reassured him.

Your boyfriend smiled softly, glossy eyes finally rising to meet yours.

"You sure you're happy, right? I mean if there's anything I'm doing wrong please let me know and-"

"No, no. Shush." you cut him off "You're amazing Kuni. You're the best boyfriend I could ever ask for and I'm truly so grateful for you."

Your gentle words got to him this time and he sighed, feeling the knot that formed in his chest slowly untangle.

"I'm glad then, sweetie" he added, kissing you briefly on the lips. "I'll keep giving you my best, I promise. I'm never gonna give up on us."

"Oh I know darling but don't worry" you said sweetly, leaning closer to kiss him again "You're already perfect"

𝑭𝒚𝒐𝒅𝒐𝒓

I don't think he's surprised to find out you've been in toxic relationships; he knows how cruel people are at heart

still feels bad you had to go through toxic relationships

insists you tell him everything that bothered you about your exes and damn he realizes that he himself has many of those toxic traits👀

ofc he's not toxic to you but overall? he gaslights, manipulates and lies like it's his second nature so... yea. this discovery kinda hits hard

he does however try his best to be a better man for you, because he knows you deserve the best and he'll give you just that

Cold sweeps of rain poured down the tinted glass windows as you and your partner quietly sipped on a glass of red wine. It was a rare occurance to see Fyodor drink - he considered drinking to be immoral, a mere vice for lowly humans- but he did indulge you from time to time. It helped him let loose and gave him the courage to ask or do things he wouldn't normally do.

"So, myshka" he began, glossy gaze darting from your eyes to your lips "Tell me about that ex of yours. What was his name... Haruki?"

A lighthearted chuckled rolled off your lips. "Yea, Haruki. Well... He wasn't the best really. Looking back I'm not really sure why I stayed with him for so long."

"How comes?"

"Well..." you said sheepishly, thumb sliding along the brim of your glass "At first he was really nice: always bringing me flowers and taking me on dates. But when we grew accustomed to each other he changed quite a lot. He became avoidant. Whenever I'd bring up an issue I had he'd just dismiss it."

You took a short break and exhaled deeply before continuing your story.

"At some point I asked him why he didn't spend as much time with me and why he stopped putting effort in our relationship and he simply said that I was overreacting and it wasn't at all like that. I guess... for a long while I settled for the bare minimun with him. And then for even less."

"He started gaslighting me all the time and I hated it, but I couldn't bring myself to leave because I still cared about him. And I hoped that deep down he was still the same lovely boy I fell for. But I guess it was hopeless..."

Fyodor listened to every word you said, violet eyes fixated on your features. He searched for any sign of hatred or resentment, but no, you talked about your ex so nonchalantly.

"And how do you think this relationship affected you?" he asked eventually

"I guess... I know my worth now. I won't accept that type of behaviour from anyone now. Although I don't think I'll face these problems with you. You're an amazing boyfriend" you said sweetly, a smile rising to your wine stained lips.

Despite your positive attitude, Fyodor's mind was haunted by dark thoughts. It may have been the effect of the alcohol, but for the first time in a long while he reflected upon himself:

He was a first class terrorist who has killed multiple men with his bare hands, who has deceived and manipulated countless of people without feeling any remorse.

And yet... you thought he was a good man; although you were aware of his crimes. The faith you had in him was like a punch to the gut, a reminder that he had to truly be good for you.

"Myshka" he said softly, setting his half empty glass on the floor before gently taking your hand in his, cold fingers holding tightly on your own. "You know I would never dare to do such a thing to you. I love you too much. And I know I'm not a good man for I have sinned more than anyone else, but I will always treat you right because you deserve the best."

"I know love" you chuckled, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. "I don't doubt you."

Your words swirled around his foggy mind as he smiled gently and leaned in, placing a chaste kiss on your forehead.

"I know" he replied before nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck. "Thanks for that"

"Of course" you said back as wrapped your arms around his lanky frame, feeling him relax in your embrace.

You relished this affectionate moment, the way he just let go and allowed himself to be soft for you and once again, were grateful for your boyfriend's low alcohol tolerance.

[prishdish]

OCTOBER 020— OFFICE SEX

pixieskie's kinktober 2023 — masterlist

~✩ — including — Kunikida (bungou stray dogs)

~✩ — warnings — fem! reader, hint of exhibitionism, office sex, penetration, hair pulling, rough sex, table sex?, clitoral stimulation, girlie is cock drunk

“been beggin for my attention all day, are you happy now? hm?” he whispered into your ear as he roughly pushed your face onto the desk, thrusting into you from behind.

he picked up one of the scattered documents from the table, pushing it in front of you. “read it''. shaking, you held the document and tried to read it aloud but with him thrusting into you and hitting your sweet spot each time, you couldn't help but stutter and moan out instead.

scoffing, he pulled your hair back, demanding you to read it again, but this time clearly. “if you stutter, ill pull out” he went rougher, sort of posing a challenge to you as your eyes strained, running across the sheet, trying to make sense of it while being pounded from behind. you wanted to just roll your eyes and bask in the pleasure you were receiving but it wasn’t that simple.

slowly reading, stopping multiple times in between, you managed to read the document for him with difficulty but without stuttering. “so you're not that cock drunk, hm? good” as a reward, he thrusted into you harder, his hand reaching down to your clit, rubbing small circles on it. 

“such a cock whore for me, anyone could walk in right now but i'm sure it fucking excites you” turning your body and lifting you onto the table, he lifted your leg onto his shoulder as he drove his cock into you even deeper than before, earning a loud moan from you. 

still rubbing your clit, you felt your core tighten and your release got closer. pulling him in for a kiss, your tongues intertwined. Feeling your knot unravel, you moaned loudly, grabbing onto his hair as you came hard. 

groaning along with you, he thrusted until he came too but didnt stop pounding into you. “such a good pussy f’me” groaning into your ear, he continued drilling his cock into you as you continued holding onto his hair, cock drunk. 

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[sonder-paradise]

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 — 𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐃𝐨𝐠𝐬

◊ ft. dazai, chuuya, atsushi, akutagawa, kunikida

◊ genre. fluffy fluff hehe

◊ synopsis. the twists and turns of their heart upon first meeting you

𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢 is quiet for the first time in forever. The once extravagant, outgoing persona he places for the world folds together neatly as he stares at you from across the room. You quite literally took his breath away. There's no other emotion in his eyes other than pure amazement. Dazai didn't think there was ever a person that could make his heart pound and thud against his chest. Of course, the moment his legs stop feeling like jelly, he's approaching you with a grin.

𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 stops and stares like an idiot. Perhaps it was his own fault for getting all reckless and tongue-tied but the moment he catches you in the corner of his eye, he stops his exclamations and turns a pretty shade of red. He's covering his face with a hand and prying his eyes off your form. He can't seem to stop the pounding in his head and the heat in his cheeks. He attempts to cover up his nerves with another sharp exclamation before waving those around him away.

𝐀𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢 finds himself confused and confounded. Just a normal day and suddenly he's staring at you with no regard for getting caught. He's unfamiliar with this budding emotion in his chest and without even noticing, your eyes meet his and he instantly looks away with his skin turning rosy. To think he'd be so befuddled and silly staring at a random person. But... he can't help but snatch another look the second you're distracted.

𝐀𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 ignores it at first. At least, he tries. He immediately looks away from you, trying to figure out the source of this peculiar emotion now blooming inside of him. Then you smile and give him a friendly wave and surely he's done for. Perhaps you've cast some sickness ability upon him because he can't seem to find the words to explain this illness taking root. So, he covers his face with a hand, pretending to cough away this love bug.

𝐊𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐚 didn't plan for this. All the journals, the organization, the missions, the ideals didn't plan for this to happen. But he's certain of his feelings the second his eyes match yours. He greets you calmly with a curt smile and a firm handshake, but inside he trembles like a leaf in a storm. You're brilliant and charming, and somehow everything he's been looking for all at once.

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[greasyghosts]

❝ when they're drunk ❞

Featuring: dazai, kunikida, ranpo, and chuuya

A/n: this is a big one yall... I'm not gonna proofread this whole thing I'm so sorry if it's bad LOL should I do the reverse where the reader is drunk instead? Let me know

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Dazai:

Oof okay

So if you're not going for a special event (i.e birthdays, anniversaries, ect) he'd probably take you to a bar

Not Lupin though bc he gets too sentimental

But probably a more popular and lively bar

You two would have fun! And he'd make sure of that

It takes a lot for dazai to get drunk, but for writings sake, he'll be drunk

He's super flirty when he's tipsy, but he also acts really weird lol

"Nuh uh... I'm a married man-.. you can't talk to me like that!" - Dazai to some random woman who wasn't even talking to him (you're also not married)

If you thought he's clingy when he's sober he's definitely clingy now

He'd latch onto you until it's time to go home

Once you finally arrive he's a flirty mess

You then give him more alcohol which he'd happily accept (it's just ice water..)

You took a couple of sips from your drink as your boyfriend had his arms wrapped around your waist and his face in your shoulder. He'd practically yell at anyone who came close, he'd also manage to convince himself that you two were married and that your promise rings were marital bands.

And to your surprise, Dazai takes the drink out of your hand and places it on the bar counter

"Mm.. bella, let's go home, " he said in his drunk flirty voice

You just sighed, figuring when you get home you could sober him up, so you dragged him outside and called for a cab.

The whole ride he'd make drunkenly lewd noises, to which the cab driver started laughing at

"Your lover had too much to drink tonight?" He'd ask humorously

You'd chuckle a bit

"Yeah.." sighing as Dazai put his head in your lap

Suddenly, the cab came to a stop right in front of your apartment.

You'd help your boyfriend out of the car and tip the driver extra as you sling Dazai's arm over your shoulder

As you expected, immediately as the door closes, he's all over you, smothering you with kisses.

"Osamu!" Giggling as he trailed down your neck

"Cmon bella... let's have some fun, pleeeeeaaase?" He was practically pouting

You'd chuckle to yourself

if he wasn't drunk, you'd probably take him up on the offer.. but your main priority was getting your significant annoyance sober.

"Let me get you something to drink, Dazai." You'd say as you pull a glass out from the cupboard, pouring in ice cold water.

Happily, he accepted, thinking it was more alcohol

"Oh, aren't you the love of my life." he'd coo as he took the glass from your hands

Now you just had to wait for the hangover to set in, which in turn would lead to Dazai getting babied again,

how lovely.

Kunikida:

Again, this man never gets drunk

It's not even because he has a high alcohol tolerance

It's just because he thinks it would be improper to allow himself to drink so much that he gets to that point (kunikida and his big ideals..)

Maybe once you'd see him drunk, and that'd just be because the liquor hit him harder than thought it would have

I think of him as the type who let's go a bit when drunk

Not like where he's dancing on tabletops or spilling his juicy secrets and stuff

But he would be more sociable and friendly, he wouldn't be the uptight and clean image he always has

He'd also probably talk about you a lot, like, A LOT

it's charming, though. I can just imagine the rest of the ADA smiling at his pure adoration for you

"Kuniii~ guess what I've got" Dazai came in, holding grocer bags with alcohol in them

Kunikida would push up his glasses, glaring at Dazai

Today was a big win for the ADA, and they planned on celebrating

"Dazai, why have you brought alcohol into a work setting?" He asked firmly in which received a sigh from brunette

"You're so uptight all the time, Kunikida, plus I had already asked the boss if I could bring it in." he'd smirk. "You want some?" Offering him the bottle of a brown liquid

"What is it?" He'd ask, trying to take it away from Dazai in order to look at the label.

But Dazai would pull the bottle back to his chest

"Nuh uh uh, I'll pour you a glass, my treat," humor laced Dazai's voice

Kunikida was obviously not having it, but he still accepted the glass

And in probably half an hour, you couldn't believe what you saw

Kunikida was laughing and talking amongst everyone else. You'd soon join in the conversation as well

As soon as your boyfriend caught sight of you, he'd speak. "Oh, there she is! The woman of the hour, I was just talking about you." Of course you couldn't help but notice his lively smile

Dazai would nudge you, smirking, "He just got done telling us about how good you are in bed," he teased

You'd slap the back of his head before he put a hand over his neck in defense. "Kidding!" He laughed out

Kunikida was already talking to the others about his plans for the future with you.

What he planned the wedding to look like

How many kids he wants

Whether or not Dazai should be the best man (everyone agreed he should be the flower girl instead)

Overall, it was just an amazing night, and by the end, your cheeks were sore from smiling so much

Ranpo:

HELP ☠️

I just can't see Ranpo getting drunk

Like literally, he'd taste a shot of any alcohol and he'd gag

But I do see him liking Baileys to some extent

And as he doesn't drink, it probably would get him a bit tipsy (even though Baileys has a pretty low alcohol ratio)

Of course, he's probably been drunk before, but he still doesn't like the feeling of it, so just the nausea alone will be enough for him to sober up a bit on his own

I think he'd be super needy when even slightly tipsy

He'd probably treat you as if you were one of his beloved sweets (technically you are??)

At the end of the night, he's dead asleep in your arms

You had just come home from a late night at the ADA when you see Ranpo at the table, head down, with a glass of a pinkish off-white liquid in it.. and a bottle of Baileys.

"Ranpo..." You slightly shook him

His head immediately popped up, his eyes closed

"Oh.. hi, you're back, " he said, sort of monotonous

Pointing to the bottle and his glass, "I see you've opened up the bottle of Baileys that I saved.." Your voice trailing off as you heard Ranpo groan

"You nauseous, love?" Rubbing his back as he slightly nodded

You just sighed as you took his glass and the bottle and put them on the countertop

"Do you want anything, Ranpo?" To which he finally looked at you with his eyes open

"Uh.. a glass of water.. and a movie with you." He said softly

You smiled sweetly as you had gotten him what he'd ask for, as well as laying down with him on your shared bed

Ranpos arms were wrapped around you with his face in your chest. He wasn't even watching the movie, so you cut it off

As you folded your arms around him, you'd say," You did know that was alcohol before you started drinking it.. right?"

Ranpo would huff a bit

"Yeah... pfft, of course, I'm the best detective there is.. but it said it was strawberries and cream flavored." He said, still protecting his ego.. it was cute, really.

Giggling a bit before burying your face into his hair

"Did you at least enjoy yourself before you started feeling ill?" Which received a nod from Ranpo..

Eventually, you both fell asleep like that, taking off of work to care for the massive headache Ranpo would have in the morning..

Chuuya:

Easily drunk

Probably can't handle a bottle of wine. Let alone two

And since it was a romantic date night at home, he's drank a good bit of it

Handsy

Probably made the furniture start levitating when drunk at least once

He's really cute even if he uses a ton of dirty talk

Probably compliments you a lot and acts like a baby

(It's obvious that I love Chuuya)

You and your boyfriend were enjoying one of his expensive wines for your date night along with a lovely meal

With food in your mouth, you looked up at him, his glass was empty, and he was staring at you with lovestruck eyes.

"Is there food on my face? Or is it my clothes?.." You asked, not knowing of your lovers' sobriety at the moment

"Oh, your dress gorgeous, but I'd like what's more.."

You smiled at his cheesy comment

"You're drunk, Chuuya." Giggling as he looked to the bottom of his glass

"So what? You're still hot, *hick* and I want you.." Chuuya would rest his head in his hand with a drunken smile plastered on his face

Raising an eyebrow at his comment, replying, "Not when you're drunk, Mister, come on.. let's get you ready for bed"

Soon, you were pulling him up from his chair as he made senseless rambles about how lovely you were and how nice you were.

You didn't want Chuuya falling asleep in his suit, so you decided to change his clothes for him.. which was a bad choice in retrospect

Getting his vest and tie off was easy, but as soon as you had removed the last button of his collared shirt, Chuuya grabbed your waist and pulled you into his lap.

His lips met your collar bone as his hand trailed

Now, you weren't just gonna let him do what he wanted, so instead of giving in, you'd get his blouse off and immediately pull a random comfy shirt onto him.

Eventually, he gave up trying to make moves on you and let you change his pants without issues, cuddling up to your body once you met him in bed.

Since you weren't exactly tired at the moment, you tried to reach to your nightstand and pull the light switch, but Chuuya would grab your arm and pull it over himself

"Go to bed..." he mumbled

You'd smile as you placed a kiss goodnight on his forehead, knowing that in the morning, he wouldn't know any of this had happened.

A/n: I was supposed to do akutagawa, nikolai, and fyodor in this one but I got lazy, I'll do a part 2 though

[ethereal-blossom]

How BSD characters react when you can't fall asleep

ft: dazai, chuuya, atsushi, akutagawa, ranpo & kunikida

Dazai:

There is a huge chance your man is awake as well and noticed every turn and sigh of frustration.

When you turn for the umpteenth time, Dazai lets you know he's awake by making a teasing comment on your restlessness.

Naturally, this man struggles with falling asleep almost every night and knows what you're feeling. He happily stays awake with you! (it isn't like sleep is kind to him when it does come anyways.)

Would love to read you to sleep <3

Not reading out of his -eh- favorite book though, but he'd happily read one of your favorites! There's something intimate and peaceful about you resting your head on his chest, one of his arms tenderly wrapped around your frame while his other hand holds your favorite book in the depths of the night.

Dazai could also ramble and tease you for hours if you prefer that. Depending on what Dazai thinks you need, he'd either make you cackle by telling the craziest made-up stories or lull you to sleep with his soothing voice.

If you refuse to try to sleep again while Dazai knows you need it, he's going to bargain with you. No morning or awake kisses for you because you'll have to wake up for those.

Chuuya:

He's either passed out when you're struggling to catch sleep because of how demanding his job is or he still isn't back from his job. say thank you to the port mafia /s

One word: cuddles.

When you wake Chuuya up because you can't stand it anymore, the first thing Chuuya does is put his arm around your waist and tightly press you against his chest. He doesn't even say anything; the only thing his brain processes through the sleepy fog in his mind is that you need him.

Chuuya would run his fingers through your hair, play with your braids or just play with your hair in general! Chuuya doesn't even realize he's doing it, but his subconscious knows it'll comfort you.

Would also be willing to give you a little massage so your muscles can relax. Chuuya can barely keep his eyes open but that isn't a problem: he knows your body very well. With closed eyelids, he'd kiss your shoulder blades and neck, softly humming every time he removes his lips from your skin.

Soft "I love you's" fill your ears. Even if you can't fall asleep or have given up on it, the warmth of Vhuuya's love for you will embrace you no matter what.

Atsushi:

Not a deep-sleeper, so Atsushi will likely be awoken by your turning and tossing. Even if you purposefully woke him up, he doesn't mind at all.

The first thing he asks is if there's something wrong followed up by the question if there's anything he can do to help, our sweet tiger boy <3

Atsushi is naturally going to try to stay awake with you. He's immediately overloaded with this sense of wanting to help you as much as he can. He always wants to be there for you even if it's something as small as not being able to fall asleep (it also depends on the reason why you can't fall asleep ofc).

Tea tea tea!! with lots of sugar.

Sorry but you coffee addicts won't be getting any coffee.

Especially if you're hungry, Atsushi is going to make you a simple but warm meal, maybe chazuke! A filled stomach can do miracles and Atsushi knows it.

Blushes when you wrap your arms around him and thank/praise him for the good care. Bonus points if you caress his back because you got this weretiger clenching his jaw not to embarrassily pur.

Overall very supportive. He doesn't mind staying awake with you even though it makes him look like a sleepy kitten. Besides, you can always wake him up if it means he can eat chazuke with you.

Akutagawa:

He might not show immediate sympathy < / 3

The man is a light sleeper because of obvious reasons. You don't even realize your significant other has woken until he suddenly opens his eyes and asks why you're moving so loudly.

When you explain the situation, he'll turn silent for a second. Akutagawa is a fighter by instinct and his softer side doesn't come out as effortlessly as we would want to. Give him a second to think about his next response because he genuinely does care about you.

Tea, the answer is tea. With lots of sugar at your service as well.

Akutagawa silently watches you. It's almost creepy how his eyes won't leave the sight of you while you stop your rant about how you're unable to catch sleep to sip the tea he made for you.

Akutagawa too isn't unfamiliar with sleepless nights. When your glass is empty, your boyfriend commands you to tuck yourself well under the covers (unless it's a hot summer day).

Right when you think that was it, you feel his fingers touching yours for a second. They are gone immediately.... until you feel them again. Your fingers lock with one another and slowly, Akutagawa tightens his grip. He thinks about the time his friends would tell each other a good night story when the other couldn't sleep.

Akutagawa surprisingly is a fascinating storyteller with the way he adds a poetic touch to every emotion, thought, and action.

Not only will it help you fall asleep or at least find peace in this darkness, but you can also see through your half-closed eyelids that Akutagawa has a serene look on his face. You're not the only one who finds peace in this interaction.

Ranpo:

First of all, this man is ten times more clingy when sleepy. When you wake him up because the frustration of not catching sleep becomes too much, he will cling to you like a koala while hiding his face in your neck.

Asks in a whiny tone why you had to wake him up and when you answer it is because you can't sleep, he'll immediately know the reason why (even if you don't know yourself).

Based on that, Ranpo will change his attitude. Although, he'll mostly try to distract and tire your mind.

After a midnight snack, that is! It is never too early or late to eat candy in Ranpo's humble opinion. It's also a good way to distract you since your man knows his stuff about candy.

Keeps you busy with those candy knits and teaches you everything (if he hadn't shown you already).

Afterwards, Ranpo convinces you to have a cuddle session on the futon so you could try to fall asleep again. When Ranpo has his head rested on your stomach with his hands wrapped around you while you play with his hair, you both realize how lucky you're to have each other.

Kunikida:

You are bit unsure at first the minute you give up on falling asleep whether you should wake Kunikida or not. After all, being woken up by his lovely significant other is not a part of Kunikida's schedule.

However, Kunikida already noticed that you stopped tossing but also concluded due to your breathing and groan of frustration that you were not successful in catching sleep.

Even if you had to wake him up, this man would not mind at all. Quite the opposite, he's going to ask in a concerned and slightly disorientated tone what's wrong (almost panics because oh no did he sleep through his alarm?).

Listens patiently to your frustrations on how you can't fall asleep, and also to the reasons of why if you know them.

Also one of the guys to make tea for you <3

When you say there's no need and that you can do it yourself because this was not part of his schedule, Kunikida responds: "Nonsense. You're always a part of my schedule. I have this exact scenario written under my emergency ones."

Back in bed, Kunikida wraps an arm around you as you nestle your face in his chest, making him unwillingly give a sigh of contentment.

If you still can't fall asleep, he will rattle on about his schedule and everything written in his notebook until you fall asleep.

If you haven't one already, Kunikida forces you the morning after to participate in his night routine because structure can do a lot <3