#well dressed little mayoi..... :] | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

silvfyre-writings · 11 months

Text

I'm o-fish-ally in love with you (BSD Fanfic)

If you guys couldn't guess, this was inspired by the mayoi ranpoe art we were blessed with (during pride month as well!) and since it is a friends bday soon, I was like "what if I write this date as a gift?" and yeah, the fic was born!

I swear, it was only supposed to be like, 3-4k words, not nearly 6k, but Ranpo and Poe just took the plot and ran away with it!

Anyways, I hope you enjoy and feel free to leave a kudos or a comment if you did! :D

Ranpo looks… fantastic. That was the thought that crossed Poe’s mind as he opened his door to see Ranpo standing on the other side, the shorter man having forgone his usual detective garb for once—which was certainly different to witness—and was instead wearing a simple brown jacket with just a plain white shirt underneath, and they were complimented by the pants that hugged Ranpo’s legs quite nicely, and sneakers. It also looked that Ranpo had, for once, brushed his hair instead of just running his fingers through it like he usually did, and—well—Poe couldn’t help but appreciate just how good Ranpo looked, even if it made him feel a bit overdressed in comparison.

He'd picked out a simple white sweater for his own outfit, with a new coat—a nice shade of blue that was easy on the eyes—that he’d purchased just for the occasion, and along with his nicest pair of pants and casual shoes, his outfit was perfected. But… now he wasn’t sure. At first he’d loved the coat, had thought it perfect and comfortable, but then he’d laid his eyes on Ranpo, and suddenly he wasn’t sure about it at all.

“Poe, stop thinking so hard, you look fine!” Ranpo whined, stepping forward to wind his arms around Poe’s waist as he gazed up into the writer’s face. Poe’s cheeks flushed red as Ranpo raised a hand to brush his bangs to the side to reveal one of his eyes to the world. “You need to stop worrying so much, ‘kay? I look great, and you look even better! And we’re going to go to the aquarium and have a good time, so focus on that.”

Poe couldn’t help but smile at Ranpo’s words. The other man knew him so well to be able to just shoot down all his insecurities in a few seconds without even being told what they were in the first place, and well, that was just what Poe loved about the other man. He leaned down to place a kiss on Ranpo’s cheek to show his appreciation, the delight growing within him as pink formed on the detective’s cheeks, and Ranpo’s eyes opened just that little bit wider. “Ranpo knows me so well.”

He got a grin in response, and Ranpo threaded one of his arms through Poe’s before he’s being dragged down the footpath towards the main street. “Well, duh, of course I do. You’re a walking ball of anxiety, but there are only a few things that set you off when you are with me, and me, being the great detective that I am, knows all of them!”

“Oh, I see. And what they might be?” Poe said as he took the lead, guiding Ranpo in the other direction when they’d started heading the wrong way, as he tended to do whenever the two of them did something together. Ranpo was kind, and a genius, but his sense of direction was as poor as ever, no matter what Poe did to try and help him. But aside from the few times they’d genuinely landed in trouble because of it, Poe found it adorable, seeing Ranpo pout when he learnt he’d been going the wrong way. The pout, the puffed cheeks, and the furrowed brow, all adorable because it was Ranpo, and easily dealt with, with a few kisses and reassurances.

Ranpo raised his hand, holding up just a few fingers, and folded one down. “Dressing up for starters. You always worry when we go out and you think you look overdressed—which, you don’t by the way—because you feel like it makes it more obvious that you have money and I do not.” Another finger is folded down. “Being sappy out in public, because you fear judgement, not for yourself, but for me, which I kinda get, but also, it’s stupid. If people are going to judge me for dating another man, then they need to find something better to do.” The final finger goes down. “And, you always worry about Karl because—wait, where is Karl? Wasn’t he coming with us today?”

At those words, Poe stopped dead in his tracks, horror on his face as he realized that because he’d gotten caught up in Ranpo’s beauty, he’d forgotten to grab Karl from the couch where his little friend had been taking an early morning nap. “Oh my god, I forgot Karl! Oh, um, wait right here, Ranpo, I’ll be right back!”

“Huh? Wait—Poe!”

He ignored Ranpo’s call for him as he raced back down the path they’d taken, sprinting back up to his door and unlocking it in record speed. Poe threw open the door, and let out a relieved sigh as he saw that Karl was where he’d left him; asleep, on the couch. “Oh, Karl.” Poe whispered as he brushed his fingers through soft fur. “I didn’t mean to forget you, I’m sorry.”

The raccoon’s eyes blinked open, and he lifted his head to stare at Poe sleepily, unaware that he’d even been forgotten in the first place. Karl chattered in the way he always did while he woke up, stretching underneath Poe’s hand before he shook his body and scaled Poe’s arm, taking residence in his usual spot on his shoulders. Poe smiled, and tipped his head to nudge Karl gently. “Now, let’s get back to Ranpo, huh? I kind of left him behind to come and get you. I hope he’s not too mad…”

Karl blinked once, eye’s brightening as he recognized Ranpo’s name.

“Karl!” Any worry that Poe held about Ranpo being mad at him was forgotten, when Ranpo spotted them coming and scrambled to his feet, arms wide open and a grin on his face. The action wasn’t for him, Poe knew that, and he watched as Karl chattered excitedly before leaping off of Poe’s shoulder and landing into Ranpo’s arms. Poe smiled, watching Ranpo spin Karl around a couple of times before holding the raccoon close.

“He was still asleep when I got back.” Poe explained, coming close enough that he could be close to the two most important parts of his life.

“Aww, Karl, your dad was so caught up in seeing me that he forgot to grab you, how about that?” Ranpo teased, his eyes trained on Poe even though he was talking to Karl. “Poe’s a little silly isn’t he?”

Poe’s cheeks burned, but instead of being shy about the teasing, he felt a burst of confidence, and he leaned over to scratch Karl behind the ears, quietly murmuring into Ranpo’s ear. “Well, when Ranpo looks as good as he does, that’s a little easy to do, right Karl?”

It’s the sappiest thing he could ever say, even though he’s said much sappier since he and Ranpo had started dating in the first place, but it was worth it to see Ranpo’s cheeks turn an impressive shade of red. Poe chuckled as Ranpo opened and closed his mouth, trying to come up with some sort of retort, only to blush even harder. He pressed his lips to the side of Ranpo’s head. “I’m just teasing, my dear, but I speak the truth.”

Ranpo stepped away to take a moment, hiding his face in his hands. A couple of minutes pass before he dropped them back to his side, his face still pink, but less noticeable now. Poe is given a look before Ranpo links their arms together once again and begins to drag Poe along—thankfully in the right direction, so Poe doesn’t have to do anything but follow—and the silence between them is unusual, but comfortable. At least, for Poe it is; he can see the way that Ranpo’s brow is still furrowed, no doubt thinking hard like he always is. Poe stays silent as well, patiently waiting for Ranpo to find the words he needed.

He's rewarded when, after nearly three minutes, Ranpo speaks. “Thanks though. I… wasn’t sure on my outfit.”

Poe smiled, and moved his hand to link their fingers together instead. “You always look good, Ranpo, but this time, you look amazing.”

The decision to go to the aquarium had been made by Ranpo, who’d busted down his door in his excitement about the new exhibition the aquarium was showing about freshwater fish. Poe had been writing like he usually was on the days that Ranpo wasn’t at his house, when Ranpo had sent him fifty million—okay, not quite fifty million, but close enough—telling Poe that he would be coming around after work to tell him something important.

And apparently, that ‘something important’ was just Ranpo’s way of asking Poe out on a date to the aquarium.

It hadn’t been as simple as that though, for Ranpo had turned up at Poe’s house, remained silent for the first hour before suddenly dropping random fish facts on him—truly, they had been quite random—until Poe had finally caved and asked what it was that Ranpo wanted. Because for some reason, whenever Ranpo wanted something from Poe, he became the most introverted person on earth. Yet with literally anyone else, Ranpo had no problems at all with demanding things, regardless of what they were.

But yes, he had asked, and Ranpo had turned an interesting shade of red as he quietly asked Poe if he would like to go to the aquarium with him on the weekend.

Poe had pretended to muddle over it—even if it was going to be crowded, he was willing to brave the crowds just this once—before agreeing, and that was that; it was a date. Ranpo had gone home smiling the widest of smiles, and Poe had begun to plan what they would do, because he knew that if he didn’t, they would end up zigzagging all over the place and as much as he loved spending time with Ranpo, he wanted it to be enjoyable and not… painful.

So he’d pulled up a map of the aquarium and outlined a simple plan they could follow that would take them from one side of the aquarium to the other, and still allow them to see all the fish and other sea creatures.

It was a plan so perfect, that nothing could possibly go wrong.

“Thank you for coming, and we hope you enjoy your time here.” The young woman at the counter smiled as she handed the two tickets to Poe, who’s heart was pounding after standing in line for twenty minutes with a very impatient Ranpo and disgruntled Karl, who had thankfully, not tried to escape the bag that Poe had shoved him into before they walked through the doors. He’d gotten permission to bring his furry friend, provided that Karl didn’t go wandering off, but still, Poe didn’t want to bring any unwanted attention until they were inside the aquarium.

Ranpo let out a groan and tugged on Poe’s sleeve in an attempt to get him to move faster, even though they still have to wait for the worker at the gate to open it for them anyways—for which they needed the tickets that Poe was currently being handed.

“Ranpo, please be patient.” Poe said, and grabbed the tickets, giving the worker a timid smile and quiet thanks before letting himself be dragged to the gate.

“But, Poe—” Ranpo whined, “—I wanna see the fish already! And so does Karl!”

At the sound of his name, Karl poked his head out of the bag and began to look around, letting off quiet chitters at everything that caught the raccoon’s attention, to which Poe merely rolled his eyes, and grabbed onto Ranpo’s hand to make sure that he didn’t lose sight of the other; the last thing he wanted to do was have to hunt down an excited Ranpo. Poe squeezed Ranpo’s hand, and waited for Ranpo to look at him. “We have all day, Ranpo, so relax a little and take your time. We’ll get a chance to see everything here.”

There was an awed sparkle to Ranpo’s eyes as he opened them, his excitement obvious in the way he bounced on his heels and kept trying to run off despite holding hands with Poe still. “Even the freshwater fish?”

Poe nodded. “Even the freshwater fish.”

Ranpo cheered, throwing his hands into the air, and this time, Poe allowed himself to be dragged, although he allowed their hands to part so that he could go at his own pace. He made sure to keep Ranpo in his sight, which was made easier when Karl finally abandoned the bag he’d been curled up in this entire time, dashing across the floor to scale Ranpo much like a cat would a tree. It was adorable to watch as Karl curled himself around Ranpo’s shoulders, one of Ranpo’s hands coming up to scratch the raccoon between the ears, all while keeping his attention focused on the fish.

He made sure to follow close behind, as Ranpo dashed from one tank to the next, and waited for Poe to come and stand next to him, before telling him a few facts about the fish residing in the tank, and then moving on. For the next few hours, their trip was like that, and honestly, Poe didn’t mind it in the slightest. It was heartwarming to see Ranpo so passionate about the aquarium, and about the fish living there; so much so that he found himself becoming motivated to potentially write a story about fish, one that he was sure that Ranpo would love to read if, and when, it was done.

“Did you know that stingrays belong to the same family as sharks, but despite that, sharks are their biggest predator?” Ranpo suddenly said as he and Poe watched a few stingrays’ glide about the touch tank, their fins gently waving through the water to propel them forwards at quite the impressive speed. Ranpo was leaned against the railing of the tank, staring into the water with wide eyes and a smile on his face.

Poe never wanted to forget that look until the day he died.

“I did not.” He said, coming up to rest his chin on Ranpo’s shoulder as he looked into the tank. Poe didn’t quite know why they were looking into the tank from the top when looking at it from the bottom allowed one to see more, but he wasn’t about to bring it up. Besides, it allowed Karl to sit between their legs and look into the tank himself, the raccoon letting out chirps and chatters as the stingrays and other fish swam by; it really reminded him of those movies he’d once watched, of the parents taking their child to the zoo—or rarely, an aquarium—and just… being a family.

The moment the three of them were sharing was so domestic, that Poe couldn’t stop his cheeks from flushing pink, and he nuzzled the crook of Ranpo’s neck, his breath causing Ranpo to shiver underneath him. “Ranpo should tell me more about the stingrays.”

Ranpo angled his head in a way that green eyes met violet. “Will I get a treat if I tell you more?”

Poe smiled and pressed a kiss to the side of Ranpo’s neck, bringing about another shiver. “Perhaps.”

“Well—” Ranpo turned around in Poe’s arms, bringing his own to wrap around Poe’s neck as he brought his partner closer to eye level. “—did you know that there are over two hundred kinds of stingrays? And that the rarest stingray species is also the largest? It’s called the smalleye stingray, and it grows over two metres wide—well, seven feet for you, Mr American.” There was a pause as Ranpo stood on his toes to rest his forehead against Poe’s. “So, how did I do?”

“Marvelous.” Poe, who normally didn’t engage in affectionate behaviours in public, closed the gap between him and Ranpo, giving a short, but sweet kiss to his partners lips. “I could listen to you talk about fish and other sea creatures all day.”

They shared a few more short kisses with each other, remaining mindful, but also ignorant at the same time to the world and people around them, until Ranpo leaned in to press a kiss to the corner of Poe’s mouth, smiling happily. “That’s good, because the sharks are up next, and I have a lot to say about them.”

As it turned out, Poe didn’t get to listen to whatever shark facts that Ranpo knew about, because when they got to the tank with the sharks, it was at the same time as the presentation that he remembered seeing mentioned at the entrance of the aquarium. Already, there was a large group of people that had Poe grabbing Karl and returning him to his bag, just in case any of the children spotted him and tried to get touchy with the raccoon. And because Ranpo insisted on staying for the presentation despite probably already knowing anything and everything about sharks, Poe had to find somewhere for them to sit, grateful when there were a couple of seats at the back still… well, one seat at least. Still, Poe had dragged Ranpo over to that seat with the intention of just sitting on the floor, when Ranpo had forced him into the chair and then sat on his lap; Poe couldn’t stop the blush that adorned his face, made worse when the people next to them kept glancing at the two of them.

It's fine, just ignore it. If it’s not bothering Ranpo, it’s fine. Poe told himself as he did his best to get comfortable, not that that was hard to do, not when this was something that happened frequently in the privacy of Poe’s home; quite often, Ranpo would plonk himself into Poe’s lap when he was writing and just sit there, quietly watching, and on the odd occasion; nap. So really, Poe was used to having his personal space invaded, but this was the first time it had happened in public, and he was doing his best to ignore that fact as much as possible.

Thankfully, everyone’s attention was soon drawn by the aquarium workers in charge of the presentation when they began to speak, and the room fell silent and still as everyone listened to the two workers talk about the sharks kept at the aquarium; the experience was made all the better by the divers in the tank, lazily swimming about with these sharks, encouraging the underwater creatures to show off for the audience watching them with enraptured eyes.

Even Ranpo, who had so much trouble focusing at times, was transfixed, watching the sharks swim by with childlike wonder—although he was quietly fidgeting with Poe’s fingers as they rested in Ranpo’s lap. Every now and then, Poe would hear Ranpo mutter under his breath, correcting the worker when they left out something important, or said the wrong fact, and Poe was just grateful that for once, Ranpo was keeping his thoughts to himself. He must really like the sharks to do that. Poe let himself think as he listened, intrigued himself about the creatures he’d so often seen in movies portrayed as massive, man-eating monsters.

It certainly was a misconception, for the sharks in these tanks, while small but still deadly, were doing nothing but nudging the divers and swimming around without a care in the world, almost as if they were just… harmless sea puppies. Sea puppies probably wasn’t the right description for such an animal, but it was the one that came to him all the same, and it would be what he used from now on until something more appropriate came along.

The talk went for an hour, although Poe felt it could go for much longer than that if the workers had really wanted to; they’d both sounded so passionate and interested about what they were talking about, excitedly sharing facts and answering questions that the children threw at them—the most shouted one being what their favorite shark was; the whale shark, and the leopard shark they had learnt—and by the time they were saying their farewells, many of the people listening were begging for just a few more minutes.

“I’m sorry, but we really have to get going.” One of the workers said, an apologetic look on their face as they crouched in front of a couple of children. “The sharks need to have some time to themselves as well, otherwise they get a—”

“Are you ready to go, Ranpo?” Poe asked, tuning out the workers as he addressed the man who was still sitting in his lap, despite most of the room having filed out by this point, freeing up plenty of seats.

Ranpo jerked in his lap, like he hadn’t expected Poe to speak to him. “Huh? Oh, yeah, let’s go.”

But he didn’t make an effort to move, other than to shift forward to sit on Poe’s knees rather than his lap. Poe frowned, worried about this sudden change in character, and leaned to the side to get a better look at Ranpo’s face. “Ranpo? Are you alright?

It took a few seconds for Ranpo to answer him. “I’m fine, Poe. See?”

And Ranpo stood, only to suddenly tilt to the side, Poe’s reflexes kicking into overdrive to just in time to catch and support Ranpo before he hit the floor. Ranpo groaned as Poe lowered him to sit back in the chair, bringing his hands up to rest his head against. Poe crouched in front of Ranpo and studied the way his partners hands shook just enough to be noticeable, how his skin had lost almost all colour in just a few seconds, and the exhaustion that threatened to drag him under.

His worry grew, when Ranpo lowered his head to rest on his shoulders. “Ranpo?”

“Dizzy.” Is all Ranpo managed to say, taking deep breaths, and squeezing his eyes shut. Before Poe can say anything, Ranpo continued, “I may have forgotten to eat today.”

Relief flooded Poe, and he felt that he could relax knowing that he didn’t need to rush to get Ranpo help; low blood sugar was something that the two of them had dealt with before, mostly because when they happened to get involved in their respective jobs, food and water were the last things on their minds. Poe just considered it lucky that Ranpo was only dizzy, and hadn’t passed out like the last time this had happened.

They’d been at a crime scene that day, and it had certainly been fun trying to explain to the officers that they did not in fact, need an ambulance.

“Will you be alright here if I go and get you something to drink?” Poe asked as he stood, although one hand remained on Ranpo’s shoulder as reassurance.

Ranpo nodded. “I’ll be okay.”

With a quiet promise of a quick return, Poe dashed off towards the nearest café the aquarium offered, making sure to leave Karl behind to keep an eye on Ranpo while he was gone. Thankfully, it didn’t take long for him to find a place that sold sugary drinks and snacks, and a few minutes later found him making his way back to where he had left Ranpo; apple juice and jellybeans in hand. Neither were Ranpo’s preferred choice of snack and beverage, but in this case, where it was the difference between remaining conscious or passing out, they would do.

Ranpo was still in the chair, although he’d gone from being hunched over to leaning against the back of the chair, his head tilted back, and eyes still closed. Karl was on Ranpo’s lap, tail flicking idly as the raccoon’s eyes were focused on Ranpo, but the most surprising change was the staff member that was crouched beside Ranpo now, saying something that Poe couldn’t yet hear. He was unable to stop his mind from jumping to the worst possible conclusion, and Poe hurried over, his approach drawing the attention of both Ranpo—a single green eye cracked open to look at him—and the worker, who’s eyes fell towards the purchases in Poe’s arms.

“Ah, you must be the ‘Poe’ he’s been waiting for?”

Poe nodded as he moved to sit in the chair next to Ranpo. “I am. Is everything alright?”

“No, not at all. I had forgotten something here, so I came back to get it and saw your friend looking rather unwell. He told me that he was dizzy, but that someone was helping him, so I decided to sit with him until you came back.” The worker explained and stood, a smile on their face. “Do you need any further assistance?”

“No, we’ll be fine, thanks.” Poe waited for the worker to leave before he nudged Ranpo with his knee, doing so continuously until Ranpo opened his eyes; a weight came to rest against his shoulder as Ranpo slumped against him. “I have some juice for you if you feel up to drinking something.”

Ranpo hummed, and took hold of the juice, drinking a quarter of it in one go before he slowed down to small sips. Poe handed over the jellybeans then, and watched as Ranpo nibbled on a handful of the bright coloured lollies. Slowly, his partner’s face began to regain its colour, and Ranpo looked a little more alive than he had a few minutes ago, although he still continued to rest against Poe’s shoulder.

“Maybe we should go home?” Poe suggested after a few minutes of silence had passed and Ranpo still hadn’t moved.

“No, I’m alright.” Ranpo pushed himself upright. “I’ll be alright. We still haven’t seen everything—we still haven’t seen the freshwater fish and that’s what I want to see the most.”

Poe was hesitant to continue hanging out at the aquarium when Ranpo wasn’t feeling well, but he also couldn’t forcibly prevent Ranpo from continuing if that was what he wanted to do, and Ranpo was looking much better now that he’d eaten and had something to drink. Still… Poe was a natural worrier, especially when it came to those he cared about, and he cared about Ranpo a lot, so excuse him for wanting to prioritise his partner’s health. “I don’t know, Ranpo… I just don’t want you to push yourself too much when you aren’t feeling well.”

Ranpo gave him a look. “If I start to feel unwell again, then we stop, but I won’t, so it’ll be fine.” The detective paused and sighed a few seconds later. “I understand that you are worried, Poe, but you don’t need to be. I’m not sick or anything, I just forgot to eat.”

“Well… alright then.” Poe finally acquiesced and stood from his seat, offering Ranpo a hand that his partner took and a final onceover, they continued on their way, finally leaving the sharks behind them to head for the next section of the aquarium that ironically, was the freshwater one Ranpo had been looking forward to this entire time.

And while his worry diminished the longer Poe watched Ranpo wander around without any further dizzy spells, it never faded completely, and it probably wouldn’t until they were safely back at home. But he did manage to brush it aside in favour of just watching Ranpo as the younger ran around excitedly, hopping from tank to tank to study the fish within them, regardless of how often Poe told him to stop running off. It was no use trying to stop Ranpo when he was like this, all he could really do was try his best to keep the other within his sights while it happened.

Karl had returned to sitting on Poe’s shoulder, attention everywhere at once, and a few children squealed and pointed in his direction when they spotted the raccoon, which set Poe on edge a little bit, but thankfully, the parents of the children were quick to move along and Poe could relax a little. He even managed to find a bench in front of one of the larger tanks that allowed him to still watch Ranpo, but also rest his legs—it was tiring work chasing after Ranpo after all.

Poe didn’t know how long he’d been sitting on that bench, or when exactly he’d dozed off, but the next thing he was aware of was slender fingers touching his cheeks softly, and he raised his head to see green eyes watching him with faint concern.

“You okay?” Ranpo asked.

“Yeah.” Poe stretched out, wincing a little at the way his bones popped and cracked; he must’ve been dozing for at least ten minutes, if not more. “What about you?”

“I’m not the one that fell asleep on a bench.” Ranpo rolled his eyes and dropped his hands to rest by his side. A quiet chatter drew Poe’s attention towards Karl, who at some point, had abandoned him to go to Ranpo. Probably to bring him here now that I think about it. His thoughts were confirmed by Ranpo, “Karl came and chattered at me until I followed him.”

“I suppose I’m just a bit tired is all.”

“Because of me?” It’s faint, but Poe can hear the uncertainty in Ranpo’s voice, and he straightens, determined to squash that anxiety before it even has the chance to form.

“Absolutely not. You may move faster than I can keep up with at times, but that is nothing compared to the joy I feel in watching you enjoy your time here, whether that be seeing all the exhibits several times over, or telling me all the facts about sharks and stingrays that you know.” Poe reached over and gripped Ranpo’s hands gently, using them to pull himself upright so that he can pull Ranpo into a tight hug. He can feel Ranpo relax into the embrace, and doesn’t have to see the others face to know he’s smiling. “But I must admit, that I would like to go home soon.”

Ranpo put on a show of thinking, going as far as to take on the whole thinking pose. But he’s smiling, and that was how Poe knew Ranpo was teasing. “Well, I suppose going home might not be so bad, but not because I’m tired myself, not at all! I’ve simply seen everything I want to see.”

“But?” Poe questioned, sensing that Ranpo has something to ask, but needed a bit of prompting to actually ask.

“But there is the tunnel where they do photos, and… I know you don’t like photos, but, I’d like to take one with you. Only if you want to though!”

Poe smiled and linked hands with Ranpo, tugging the other in the direction of the tunnel he’d been talking about without saying anything. He’d just been thinking about getting a photo himself, since this had been his and Ranpo’s first proper date in a while, and it just seemed right to commemorate it in some way.

And if a photo was that way, then they would get a photo.

“If the two of you want to do something couple-y, then don’t let me stop you!” The worker in charge of the photographs said as they waited for Poe and Ranpo to decide on what it was that they wanted to do for the photo. “I get quite a few same-sex couples asking for photos to commemorate their visit, so you’ll receive no judgement from me. I only ask that you make it cute, because it is cute. And brave.”

“Make it cute?” Poe spluttered, cheeks burning red. While he was grateful that this particular staff member wasn’t judgemental in the slightest, unlike the two families that had glared at them on their way to the tunnel, it was still a little embarrassing to have someone speak so forwardly in regards to displays of affection. But unlike Poe, Ranpo seemed unbothered; hell, he seemed more than enthusiastic towards making their photo romantic now and looked to be thinking hard.

Poe merely rolled his eyes and waited. He didn’t mind what kind of pose they did, really, just so long as it wasn’t awkward.

“We can just do something like this, right Poe?” Ranpo asked as he turned towards Poe, and wrapped his arms around his chest, gazing up into his eyes. Poe nodded and allowed his own arms to rest against Ranpo’s waist as he looked down at Ranpo. This was fine, almost perfect even, and he could hear the sound of the camera go off.

And then Ranpo pulled him down and their lips connected.

It wasn’t a long kiss, not like the ones that Ranpo would share with him after a long day at work, or when they were lying in bed together on a weekend, unwilling to start the day but more than willing to kiss each other senseless. But it wasn’t a short kiss either; those were the kisses that Poe was very familiar with, ones that he or Ranpo snuck to each other at passing moments or in lieu of a greeting. They were also his favorite—not that he was choosing a favorite kind of kiss because kissing Ranpo was one of his favorite things to do in general—only because of how Ranpo would blush whenever it was Poe that one that initiated, and that was always adorable to see.

This kiss though? It was something in between. It only lasted maybe seven seconds, maybe even a little longer, but it was long enough for Poe to be able to feel and understand the love that Ranpo held for him, and as he kissed back, he hoped that Ranpo could feel the same. They broke apart, and Poe smiled when he saw the pink that dusted Ranpo’s cheeks, and knew that that same pink resided on his own as well. Poe couldn’t help himself as Ranpo’s eyes looked at him so softly, and pressed a quick kiss to Ranpo’s forehead. “I love you, Ranpo.”

“I know you do.” Ranpo said, still smiling as he stepped away. “I do too.”

And just when Poe didn’t think the moment between them could be broken, it was. “I hate to butt in, but would you like me to print off the photos or put them on a USB for you?” To their credit, the worker looked apologetic as they spoke.

“Print them please, if that’s alright.” Poe said, his eyes not leaving Ranpo’s, even as they followed the worker back to the kiosk to get the photos. “Time to go home?”

“Yeah. Can we go on another date next week?”

“Of course we can, Ranpo. Just remember to eat next time, will you?” “No promises, Poe.”

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #bsd fanfic #ranpoe #edgar allan poe #edogawa ranpo #bsd mayoi #aquarium date #romance #fluff #writing #fanfic

15 notes · View notes

leaderoffestivals · 1 year

Text

ENSTARS X MERC STORIA: CHAPTER 1 Pt 2: IN THE UNKNOWN FOREST

Madara: (Those are reeeally forceful words. And, it doesn’t look like they’re lying, huh?)

… … ‘Healing techniques’, ‘monsters’. There are so many things to be concerned about here… …

Got it. We’ll put our trust in you now.

Tatsumi: That’s right. It is regrettable, but we know far too little about the biology of those creatures you call ‘monsters’.

We’ll leave this to you. However, if there’s anything that we can do, please tell us.

Yuu: Thank you so much!

Spitzes: GRRRRR!

Rustoa: Yuu-kun!

Yuu: Yes! Alright… …

Deliverance!

Spitzes: Grrr… …?

Rustoa: It looks like everything has worked out well!

Yuu: Yes!

Madara: (... … Those mysterious creatures have all calmed down. What in the world is this ‘Healing technique’?)

< A few minutes later. >

Tatsumi: … … So, what you’re saying is that the power Yuu-san used earlier is called a Healing technique. It is an ability that can Heal the creatures that you call ‘monsters’, thus calming them down.

Yuu: Yes. We’re here at the request of the sponsor of an event that will be held in ten days time.

This forest is adjacent to the event site, you see. That’s why we’re here to Heal the monsters, as a precaution.

Merc: —And that’s how we happened to stumble across you guys!

Mayoi: An event, you say?

Rustoa: Yes, it’s gonna be a festival of song and drama!

Rustoa: It’s called the ‘Stage On Fiesta’, a really grand event where many idols and theatre companies will gather!

Aira: Oh! Will there be idols coming TOO…!? What kind of groups will they be? I’m pretty knowledgeable about that, you know~!

Rustoa: Er. Errrrm… …

Tatsumi: I understand how you feel, but we are straying from the point.

Aira: AH! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to… …

Tatsumi: Well, in any case… … It’s all thanks to that, that our lives have been saved, haven't they? This too, must be God’s guidance.

Aira: (Wow, Tattsun-senpai’s adaptability stat is way too high, isn’t it? He’s conversing with them so naturally now… …

Unlike me… When I saw Merc-san, I actually yelled out loud, “The water is talking!” (2))

Madara: WOOOW! I’ve witnessed something reeeally amazing! All those monsters were in such an excited state, but they went back to normal as soon as you used that Healing technique!

I’m reeeally interested to learn more about how these Healing techniques work and to be able to use them myself! I’d reeeally like it if you could teach me more!

Yuu: Too close, so close… …! This person is coming onto me really strongly!

Madara: Haha~! That’s because I’ve never met a person with an ability like yours before. It’s been such a long time since my curiosity’s been piqued to such an extent!

Yuu: I’m glad that you’re so interested, but, errr… you are—?

Madara: I’m Mikejima Madara, but do feel free to call me Mama!

Yuu: ❓Errr, are you a… … Mama?

Madara: Umu… I wanna become everybody’s Mama, you see!

Yuu: I understand now. Since that is what Madara-san wants to be called by—

In that case—Mama-san!

Merc: Mama-san, it’s sooo very nice to meet you!

Madara: I’ve had this thought before but—when I’m called like that so obediently, it kinda bothers me too!

Tatsumi: Let us take this opportunity to introduce ourselves as well, shall we? I am Kazehaya Tatsumi, and standing beside me is—

Mayoi: —I am Ayase Mayoi.

Aira: Shiratori Aira! Nice to meet you~!

Hiiro: I’m Hiiro. Amagi Hiiro!

Yuu: It’s nice to meet all of you.

Hiiro: Umu! Since we have had the good fortune to meet each other here, I really hope that we can all be friends!

Merc: Wai~! Of course, we will!

Rustoa: Yes, this is a once-in-a-lifetime encounter after all! It looks like we’re all performers attending the same event, so I’d want for us to get along well, anyway!

Tatsumi: Is there an event?

Rustoa: Oh? Was I mistaken? I honestly thought the clothes you guys are wearing were the stage clothes you were going to perform in, though!

Aira: Ah, about this—We were dressed like this without us knowing how it happened… …

Aira: There’s no doubt that these are our outfits, but we don’t know why or how we happened to be wearing them at all~.

Merc / Yuu: … …?

Tatsumi: We would definitely need information on that too. Excuse me, but could you please answer some questions of ours for us to learn about our situation? In truth, we found ourselves in this place without knowing how we came to be here… …

Yuu: EHH! Isn’t that an insanely bad situation for you guys? Please, do not restrain yourselves on our account; you may ask us anything about what you wish to know.

Aira: Uwah~ You’re such a great help! Ah, we seem to be peers who are close in age, so it’s fine if you totally skip the use of formal language with us!

Yuu: Alright, if you insist.

Mayoi: … … …

(Ahh~, he has a very adorable face too! He and Aira-san are looking more and more like a set together—)

Tatsumi: HAA—! BEGONE!

Mayoi: EEEEEKK!

Tatsumi: Ahh~, please forgive me. I had felt an unsettling presence just now… …

Mayoi: I’m sooo sorry for being so faithful to my desiresss!

Yuu: (It looks like you guys are coping pretty well… …)

Tatsumi: I’m the one who derailed the conversation, so let me be the one to bring it back on course.

First, let me share with you our situation here. The place we’re from is called Ensemble Square, or ES for short.

Mayoi: Yes. And there, we were suddenly enveloped in a bright light… … and then thrown into this place that looks like a forest… …

Mayoi: Uh… This place… Where exactly are we?

Rustoa: Mehterhaane.

Aira: Huh?

Rustoa: If you’re asking about the country we’re located in though, we’re in the one called Kingdom. Have you heard of it? Aira: KI—KINGDOM~!?

—————-To be continued——————-

Chapter 1 Pt 1 / Chapter 2

Translator’s Note:

狐に化かされた kitsune ni bakasareta: being deceived / bewitched by foxes. Japanese myths speak of foxes as animals which have supernatural powers of transformation and abilities, which are used to play pranks on, or to spirit humans away. A Western localisation would be ‘kidnapped by aliens’.

Yuu’s companion, Merc, is a girl made of liquid and lives in a bottle.

In the fantasy world of Merc Storia, there are 18 Countries . Kingdom (王国) is one of them

It’s not proofed so if you have any feedback, please DM me.

9 notes · View notes

silverbladexyz · 2 years

Note

Congrats on 100 followers!!

Can I request a match up??

Name: Trinity

Pronouns: mostly they/them

Personality type: INFP

Star sign: Leo

I normally get on well with people who are kind and have a tolerance for others. I can't stand people who are rude or have disrespect.

Hobbies: reading, writing, listening to music, baking and I love dressing up fancy for no reason udbdur

Faun facts: I had ADHD, I really enjoy classic lit, I'm studying Health and Social Care and English literature. My favourite book rn is The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald and The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoevsky

As much as I love Poe, I'm.always matched up w him so not him please dudjdu and not Mori or Fukuchi

HIIIIIIII TRINITY!!!! TYYYY 🤧🤧🤧 and I hope you like your platonic matchups!!! Sorry if I didn’t do it well!

The images used are not mine. They belong to their original owners.

Calculating...

Your sibling figure is... HIGUCHI ICHIYO!!!

-Higuchi does have some experience with being someone’s sibling. After all, she does have a younger sister whom she would sacrifice anything to keep her happy

-She is glad to have someone whom she can confide in and trust. I don’t think Higuchi has that close of a relationship with her Port Mafia colleagues, and her little sister is too young to know most of the stuff that Higuchi has to deal with. However, she will tone it down for you if you wanted

-Higuchi would be serious most of the times, but it is mostly for her job. When she’s not in the Port Mafia and is spending quality time with you, her serious personality falls and she acts like any normal sister would. You two would either be chatting and laughing amicably, or just sitting in comfortable silence at the end of a tiring day

-Higuchi will be respectful of your boundaries. She knows how much little privacies mean to her, so she won’t push you to tell her everything, but if you’re willing to share some tea, she’s down for it

-BAKE WITH HER. I headcanon that Higuchi is actually a great chef if she had the time and resources, and she learns pretty quickly too, so teach her a few simple tricks and she would be whipping up the best cookies and macarons you have ever seen in all of Yokohama. However, she enjoys baking with you more, as she does like having someone to talk to

-Music? Higuchi is down for any type of music, but due to her job she doesn’t have much time to listen to it. So in your free time, you two would listen to your playlist on Spotify while sitting in comfortable silence <3

-I feel like Higuchi would also like reading, since her real life counterpart was a bookworm. So drop her some classic lit recommendations, and she’ll come back to you a few days later ready to talk about and discuss the books with you. Sometimes there’ll even be a friendly competition on who could read the books the quickest lol

-If you are feeling down or upset because someone made you that way, Higuchi will try her best to comfort you, but really her sort of comforting is ‘get revenge on the one which made you sad’. She will stop if you ask her to, but it doesn’t stop her from ordering her subordinates to teach that person a lesson

-However, if you are insecure, Higuchi will offer you a hug while letting you sort out your thoughts in silence. She will do anything to make you feel happy and comfortable, and she wants to help in any way possible

-Also, give her some fancy clothes and dress up with her!!! Higuchi doesn’t know this, but she’s actually really pretty (have you seen some of her Mayoi cards? She looks so nice hddfjjssdh) Just give her a fancy but simple black dress, put some decorations in her hair, let her hair down, and you have yourself a stunning Higuchi that can woo all the people of Yokohama. SHE LOOKS FINE ASF WHEN SHE DRESSES UP SO PLEASE GIVE HER SOME FANCY CLOTHES

-As we know, Higuchi will go to lengths for the people that she cares about, and you’re no exception <333

-Overall, Higuchi tries her best to be a great sister figure to you. Please give her more platonic love, she needs it <3

And your parent figure is... ODA SAKUNOSUKE!!!

-Hands down, he’s the best Dad

-You like reading and writing, he likes reading and writing... boom, you’re adopted now <3

-Jk, but you two would have a great parent-child relationship

-Oda will always listen to you, and he will try his best to help you if you needed his help. Even if it was the most trivial matter, Oda will still try to assist you

-Speaking of reading and writing, you both recommend each other books and you both read each others’ writing. Oda is great at giving feedback, even when sometimes he is a little blunt, but his feedback always helps to improve your writing

-I reckon Oda would be open to trying out new things with you. If you teach him how to bake, he will pay very close attention and follow each of the steps methodically, and his end products are so good that the children always eat them up in a few seconds lol. Don’t worry, he always saves some for you <3

-Oda probably doesn’t listen to much music, but give him some song recommendations and he’ll immediately listen to them. Bonus points if you create a playlist for him, because he will be listening to it whenever he has time and it helps him to focus

-If you like children, Oda would ask you to look after the children once in a while. Don’t worry if you’re not good with kids, because his kids are well-behaved (well... most of the time) The kids look up to you as an older sibling figure, and you’re part of their family now too <33

-If you feel sad, anxious, depressed, etc. don’t be afraid to go to Oda. He will never spill your secrets, and he is great at comforting you! Oda also gives very good advice, and he’s probably better than a personal therapist lol. You can tell him everything and rest assured, he’ll take your secrets to his grave. However, he wouldn’t mind giving you a hug and just letting you know that he’s there for you

-He will also cook you your comfort food!!! Just imagine him in a pink apron, skilfully cooking something that you liked while also pouring a cup of your favourite drink for you. His cooking is better than any food you can order in a restaurant 😋

-Overall, Oda will be the best dad to you, and I promise you that you cannot get anybody better to be your parent figure

Last but not least, your mentor is... PAUL VERLAINE!!!

-Congrats on getting the biggest red flag in BSD to be your mentor lolz /j

-Verlaine is strict. He expects you to do your best, and he is literally like ‘effort comes first, results come second’

-Which meansss that you barely have a moment to rest, since Verlaine would be constantly training you. Not only because he wants you to have adequate skills to be able to complete a mission, he also feels proud when you grow into a stronger person under his tutelage

-He will tone it down a little if he sees that you couldn’t really handle the things that he teaches you. Verlaine doesn’t want you to stress out, and stressing out on a mission would be the last thing you want

-Nowww let’s see. You would mostly be learning assassination skills from him, but in the rare moments where he finally decides to give you a break, you two would normally sit in comfortable silence; you reading a book, him writing a poem

-As you become a better and better assassin, it was nearly time you said goodbye, but did you want to? No! So you told the Boss that you wanted to keep training under Verlaine, under the reason that you wanted to be sent onto international large-scale missions as well. Fortunately, Mori accepted your request

-I feel like Verlaine would definitely teach you French and/or other languages, since you would be going on international missions, having a couple of languages under your belt would be pretty useful

-Verlaine is pretty patient while teaching you. He has this way of teaching that is the quickest and most efficient, but he wasn’t the King of Assassins for nothing. He trains you up even more for your missions now, but he does give you more breaks, and even advice on anything that you ask!

-^One time you had to attend a fancy ball for a mission, but you didn’t know what to wear. Fortunately, Verlaine was able to whip out an outfit for you that not only looked stunning, but was also easy to move in. So the next time you’re in this dilemma, ask him to help because his clothing taste is immaculate

-If you mess up and/or make a mistake, I feel like Verlaine would be a bit serious while reproaching you, but afterwards he’ll gently teach you how to prevent that mistake again. He is kind of intimidating though, but he does it so that you can learn. Afterwards, he would say ‘good job’ and basically encourage and compliment you

-Despite all of his strictness, Verlaine cares about you! He may not show it directly, but it’s in the little acts that he does, like teaching you a footwork that is less likely to injure you, giving you longer breaks etc.

-He isn’t that used to platonic affection though... so when you literally showed up at his door with some freshly baked macarons to thank him for being your mentor, he just kind of froze and was quite confused, but he handled it pretty well. Verlaine secretly loves your baking, but wouldn’t ask you on how to do it... please teach him <3

-Overall, Verlaine is a strict but good mentor. And you should know that once he cares for someone, he cares deeply

@the-mourning-stars

#bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #higuchi x reader #oda x reader #verlaine x reader #paul verlaine x reader #bsd platonic #silverbladexyz's 100 follower event

29 notes · View notes

lisxdumbr · 2 years

Note

Yahallo !! prev theme suggestion anon is back because my brain decided to generate more.. ideas !!!

Disclaimer: I actually have your desktop theme in mind while thinking of stuff for the prev ask ✿ that's why there's so many colors, I'm thinking of the glowy neon symbols you have colored with them <3

- first of all, i'd like to confirm if Día de Muertos (Day of the Dead) is also celebrated in your country, since you mentioned that you are Hispanic!! I am unsure if it's okay to use as an aesthetic theme(disclaimer: i'm not hispanic myself,,), so please disregard this suggestion if it is not respectful to the culture !!;;

So about this one, the reason I specifically suggest this for November is because Acanthe outfits could go well with it.

The flowers in both MV and outfits are an excellent element used in the festival, and add to that the ruffles that could never vanish in Valkyrie's aesthetic (i thought of the mexican dresses' ruffles!). The theme will be basically black adorned with colorful festival elements, which I think is so neat ! If their faces could be edited with the festive skull paint, then that's a win~

- Moving on, since you mentioned the Haunted Dolls of Valkyrie... I get reminded that Chiaki also has a jiangshi themed card!! Plus Natsume has an onryo (vengeful spirit) card (tried to do research for other cards) Both have hitodama/onibi (blue ghost wisps) on the cards

2wink and Switch is so Halloween material besides UNDEAD and even with their regular outfits they'd still pass.

- kuromi mayoi halloween version with edited orange parts in the clothing <3 That reminds me of sanrio halloween plushies too !! there's definitely a lot of them, can be good theme decorations and inspo.

- Are you familiar with the dripping liquid across the posts dividers? It might be perfect for halloween theme !!

- Actually, just throw in the ENbasic! chibis,,

thank you once again^^~ who knows, maybe i'll be back again (`･ω･)ゞ Forgot to say welcome earlier, I'm glad I could be even of little help to you!!! <333 It means a lot to me !! :D

HI ANON. I'm glad to see you again !! And YEAH I do celebrate day of the dead, I'm Mexican actually ! I just say Hispanic for,, anonymity (???) when reblogging public stuff. But this is my own blog, so it's ok, the followers can know.

I love your Acanthe idea btw, though we use a very specific flower for the celebration 👀 cempasúchil (I think the action name is Damasquina or something but tbh I don't care). But !! I mean, that fits the orange aesthetic you were going after in the first ask. And YEAH I'd love to edit the skull faces for them. Mika catrín,, thinking very hard.

I still think I could divide my themes in two phases though. The mayoi Kuromi idea sounds nice !! I'll search for the Sanrio plushies later (they could be useful for the pinned idk)

PLEASE, YOU'RE SO BIG BRAINED I adore you. Let me know if you want a name !! or if you want to be an emoji anon, anything is valid <3

#❝ mail !!#i love your brain omggg #🌻 !! anon

3 notes · View notes

mmmmulbery · 2 years

Note

mer au alkaloid + kohaku maybe? if you can?

thank you for asking !! because this might be a lot of text ill leave it under a read more (it iS a lot of text.)

Alkaloid is currently split up but theyll find their way back together soon!! currently Tatsumi and Aira work at Ocean Ensemble Square's Mer rescue HQ

Tatsumi used to be an executive but after sustaining major injury and limb loss he now works as a sanctuary guide

- for context: OES is divided into a few layers, one of which is a huge main floor sanctuary level that stretches a few floors deep to allow for giant tanks containing involatile mer (think of it like PKMN sun moon's Aether Paradise but larger and slightly more horrifying)

- eichi's got 2 offices (one above water and another underwater), & some areas of OES are walled off unless you have a permit and are armed; the underwater sanctuary tanks are located to be visible from eichis office

Tatsumi also carries a weapon + a mer disabling device on him! He's abt 34.. (?) ish and used to be friends w Jun (and mer!hiyori) as kids -> tatsumi was the one who inspired jun to become a sea captain! i don't trust myself to write these guys as much as I do fine but i'm trying --- Aira is everyone's favourite unpaid intern -> child who idolized this whole operation, working out at sea, everything about it -> dropped out of uni (he's what. 22?) to come work here for lodging expenses. He's not winning but at least he's friend's with yuzuru (im citing the singular line in keito lecture where yz was asked 2 go get food w the rest of them and then stayed back to help keito clean up (?) this was in yuzuru's feature scout) Aira and eichi enjoy a very similar interaction basis as they have in Branco's chapters involving them -- "i was like that, i love someone who used to be like that, but i dont know if you'll be as fortunate as the two of us" [extremely paraphrased] (this was eichi about him and tori IF I REMEMBER CORRECTLY)

Aira is also friends w branco! (they help him through a lot of stuff)

He's in HR with Anzu (HR MANAGER shes been here for 4 years and has another 3 on the contract let her OUT) which means shredding complaints from business Executive Ibara Saegusa and Security Head Keito Hasumi on a daily basis (complaints about a certain dark blue haired mer and a light blue haired mer respectively)

Aira also has walked in on a few too many situations he never wants to see again + OES halloween party -> ibara carries a water gun, chiaki starts handing out inflatable amongus suits.

---

Mayoi lives in the OES tank connection system and eichi simply lets it happen because mayoi isnt a) seemingly a threat and b) eichi lets izumi "mer aren't real" sena stay as a paid employee i think eichi's more than willing to see what'll happen as long as it's not a huge downprofit to the company -> sena is not half bad at his job and when tourists catch a glimpse of mayoi they get very excited! (mayoi is the one of the non sedated mer in the area, and he moves faster than most of them + very pretty tail) Tatsumi is one of the sanctuary feeders so he makes sure mayoi gets a fair share too!

side note: mer get more fish-like as you go farther down the sea level + size attribution! mayoi is in a situation where he looks mostly human because of his size and shape (ex. tori's look are modeled after those fish with huge eyes, while wataru's is SUPPOSED to be modeled more after one of those sharks with the giant mouths)

--- Hiiro and Kohaku are pirates on Jun's ship!! Jun's crew are more or less illegal sailors so we're just gonna call them pirates so I can dress them up in frilly clothing; hiiro is of mer blood -> small little scales that he doesn't know how to properly treat and therefore fall off as he just. wraps it in fabric -> Jun is a good captain also hes jun he forces hiiro to actually take care of himself better (im going off the whole thing where hiiro dances extremely well but doesn't really mind harming himself (?) through extremely rough movement (believe4leaves hiiro part) and hiiro's mentality of following what he's learned throughout his life until something else comes along and tells him otherwise -> as a kid having to cover up scales -> still doing it until jun convinces him that it's ok and he's not going to get hunted here for that Kohaku is an ex-mer hunter ^-^ maybe he has something to do with HiMERU ^-^ He also pens to Aira via pigeon mail every so often, and aira mails back using the pigeon coop at OES' top level! At one point (after hiiro no longer sheds off broken scales) kohaku ends up securing one of hiiro's naturally fallen off scales in the pigeon mail to aira! Aira wears it as a necklace

And to answer how kohaku and hiiro are doing -> badly! They are currently shipwrecked because some (very large) green mer has decided their captain is hot /hj

Bonus about the whole pirate shipwreck situation: Jun has been living around mer for the past 7 years & tatsumi was the one who gave him a love of the sea bc tatsumi knew so much about it!! Everytime jun would visit OES (he lived in the closest to seaside village) he'd talk for hours with tatsumi (volunteer at the time) at the dock -> and mer!hiyori, who was part of the beauty, who was always in the distance +

hiyori who didn't talk to jun but swam little circles around under their feet and then after that day slinked away and did not return to see them again -> tatsumi goes to check for hiyori every day for half a year at the edge of the OES docks & jun comes with when he can

hiyori is staring at them out of sight; they are little children, missing eachother already (i'd estimate tatsumi is around 17 here, and jun is 14?)

Jun doesn't exactly recognize Hiyori at first either but she recognizes him! kohaku once again metaphorically gets kicked out of his own room

#THAT SHOULD BE IT... ?????#god thats a lot my apologies (not actually sorry)#also side note tatsumi staring at eichi through the tank inbetween the feeding center and eichi's office while holding a distraught aira

8 notes · View notes

astro-break · 3 years

Text

Did I spend 3 hours cataloging the new MV outfits instead of studying? Yes. Please don’t question it. Everything is under the cut because its long, there’s really bad quality screenshots, and i went ham on the data analysis :)

General points: - There are three types of outfits in the set. Tucked, Untucked, and Half tucked shirts. Pants are the same as far as I can tell

- All of this is speculative and is in no way fact. Please take the data with a grain of salt, I am horrendous at math and can’t count for shit

- Belts and shoes are reflective and go Kira Kira during lives. Subaru goes crazy over them and has probably already stolen them all

Units

Trickstar - Orange Shoes

Hokuto - Tucked Shirt | Subaru - Untucked Shirt | Mao - Half Tucked Shirt | Makoto - Untucked Shirt

Fine - Peach Shoes

Eichi - Tucked Shirt | Wataru - Untucked Shirt | Yuzuru - Tucked Shirt | Tori - Half Tucked Shirt

Ryuseitai - Red Shoes

Chiaki - Untucked Shirt | Kanata - Tucked Shirt | Tetora - Half Tucked Shirt | Shinobu - Untucked Shirt | Midori - Tucked Shirt

Alkaloid - Teal Shoes

Hiiro - Untucked Shirt | Aira - Untucked Shirt | Tatsumi - Tucked Shirt | Mayoi - Tucked Shirt

Eden - Grey Shoes

Nagisa - Untucked Shirt | Hiyori - Untucked Shirt | Ibara - Untucked Shirt | Jun - Untucked Shirt

2wink - Pink Shoes

Hinata - Half Tucked Shirt | Yuuta - Half Tucked Shirt

Valkyrie - Burgundy Shoes

Shu - Tucked Shirt | Mika - Half Tucked Shirt

Crazy:B - Yellow Shoes

Rinne - Half Tucked Shirt | HiMERU - Tucked Shirt | Kohaku - Tucked Shirt | Niki - Half Tucked Shirt

Undead - Purple Shoes

Rei - Tucked Shirt | Kaoru - Tucked Shirt | Koga - Half Tucked Shirt | Adonis - Half Tucked Shirt

Akatsuki - Burgundy Shoes

Keito - Tucked Shirt | Kuro - Untucked Shirt | Souma - Untucked Shirt

Ra*bits - Teal Shoes

Nazuna - Untucked Shirt | Tomoya - Untucked Shirt | Hajime - Untucked Shirt | Tenma - Untucked Shirt

Knights - Dark Blue Shoes

Leo - Tucked Shirt | Sena - Tucked Shirt | Ritsu - Tucked Shirt | Arashi - Tucked Shirt | Tsukasa - Tucked Shirt

Switch - Green Shoes

Natsume - Tucked Shirt | Tsumugi - Tucked Shirt | Sora - Half Tucked Shirt

MaM - Grey Shoes

Madara - Untucked Shirt

(Do you really need a screenshot? Hes been in like. 90% of the other ones :p)

Jin & Akiomi

Jin - Burgundy Shoes, Untucked Shirt | Akiomi - Dark Blue Shoes, Tucked Shirt

Data:

In General - 51 Idols

Tucked Shirts (41%) - 21 Idols | Untucked Shirts (37%) - 19 Idols | Half Tucked Shirts (22%) - 11 Idols

StarPro - 17 Idols

Tucked Shirts (41%) - 7 Idols | Untucked Shirts (41%) - 7 Idols | Half Tucked Shirts (18%) - 3 Idols

CosPro - 12 Idols

Tucked Shirts (25%) - 3 Idols | Untucked Shirts (33%) - 4 Idols | Half Tucked Shirts (42%) - 5 Idols

RyLin - 11 Idols

Tucked Shirts (27%) - 3 Idols | Untucked Shirts (54%) - 6 Idols | Half Tucked Shirts (19%) - 2 Idols

NewDi - 9 Idols

Tucked Shirts (77%) - 7 Idols | Untucked Shirts (11%) - 1 Idol | Half Tucked Shirts (12%) - 1 Idol

(26%) 4/15 Units ([25%] 4/16 if you count Double Face) have members wearing the same shirt. These units are:

Eden (Untucked), 2wink (Half Tucked), Ra*bits (Untucked), and Knights (Tucked)

(53%) 8/15 Units had the same colored shoes. These units are:

Alkaloid & Ra*bits: Teal Shoes

Valkyrie & Akatsuki & Jin: Burgundy Shoes

Eden & MaM: Grey Shoes

Knights & Akiomi: Dark Blue Shoes

Mini Analysis (that eventually turned into a not so mini analysis)

I think that each character wearing their shirts slightly differently is actually super interesting and shows a little bit of personality for them. Loose shirts are more boyish and athletic, youthful and fun while tucked in shirts give off a more refined and put together appearance. Half tucked just looks lazy in my opinion but also has the best of both worlds, a casual kind of formality.

StarPro having a more or less equal amount of Idols wearing their shirts in all three ways is pretty interesting and really emphasizes the amount of freedom these idols are given based on their agency. It also speaks to how free StarPro units are in relation to other agencies since they are the sole agency without any units who match each other’s shirt wearing tendencies. Everyone’s just kind of everywhere with each unit doing their own thing. Its interesting to note that the only unit in StarPro that doesn’t have all three styles of shirt wearing is Alkaloid. In Mayoi’s own words, Alkaloid is “a newbie who has just made his debut”. Because of they’re new I suspect that they haven’t branched out very much, sticking to the tried and true traditions of idol work that dictates that uniformity with minor deviations is the best for unit outfits. You can totally see it in how they’ve separated themselves into two neat groups: Hiiro with Aira and Tatsumi with Mayoi (yes shippers you can go feral over this fact).

Contrasting StarPro, CosPro has the highest amount of units with matching shirt styles. Eden makes sense since Ibara probably wants the face of the company to look uniform so he made them all wear their shirts the same. Though the decision to leave them untucked leaves me questioning a few things. Do they want to seem more approachable? I guessed before actually seeing the outfits that Eden would either have half tucked or fully tucked shirts mostly because they’re a unit who prioritizes appearances. Having that put together air definitely fits Eden (or at least Adam). 2wink wasn’t a surprise tho. They’re generally a more uniform unit being twins and all. Though again, a bit miffed about the choice for half tucked shirts. While I will freely admit that I don’t read very many Eden or 2wink stories nor have I interacted with them very much, I do think there is merit in being able to understand design choices at a glance. If a 2winkP or an EdenP would like to hazard a guess as to why these two units have shirt wearing styles that doesn’t really fit with my preconceived notions of them please do tell me. But other than that, CosPro is generally really uniform with each unit being more or less balanced. Valkyrie as always has a really strong sense of aesthetics and pairing the half tucked shirt with the tucked shirt was a very good call. Crazy:B, like Alkaloid, is neatly separated into two groups: Rinne with Niki and Kohaku with HiMERU (more shipping fodder for you shippers :p). But contrary to Alkaloid who’s following more conventional idol ideas, i feel like Crazy:B was instructed by Ibara to dress like that. Both to promote the image of unity within CosPro but also to piss Rinne off ww.

I really don’t have much to say on RyLin since I generally don’t like any of the units affiliated with it. I really sorry but I’m pretty indifferent about Ra*bits and Akatsuki. I do have Opinions TM about Undead but that’s for another day. But for now, I will say that Ra*bits all having untucked shirts is very cute and very Ra*bits. The picture perfect image of youth and energy!

Thanks to Knights basically dominating the board with their five person unit all with tucked in pants, the data was skewed way to much into the tucked shirts area wwww. Even if Natsume and Tsumugi didn’t have tucked shirts it would still be the majority wwwww. In all seriousness, tucked in pants is 100% a Knights look and i am living for it. They look so noble even in converse and casual wear. I think Mama having an untucked shirt is also super cute and makes him a lot more huggable. (please refer to the Ra*bits screenshot, its very cute the height difference) Even Sora’s half tucked look is very boyish a cute, very Sora. Honestly each of the agencies’ personalities shone through even through these simple clothes and honestly did a better job of giving me each unit’s personalities at a glance than those 5th Ani outfits did.

Also I have no idea why some units share shoe colors its just a fun thing to point out. Yes I’m pretentious and say burgundy instead of dark red. Shut up. I like burgundy :p

Extra Notes

- None of these bitches are straight, they’re wearing Converse with cuffed pants! Look me in the face and tell me that wearing converse with cuffed pants is a straight thing. Thats right, you can’t.

- The stage was Knights’ Silent Oath bc it’s a stage with 5 people, has nice lighting, and has multiple parts where I can get all 5 people with a large window of time. Also I can stand listening to Silent Oath 12 times while taking screenshots. The other option was Suisei Halation but I found Silent Oath first :p

- This came from me noticing that Rei had purple converse shoes and laughing my ass off about it before going to check out the other units and spiraling from there

- As I was cataloguing this, I made a mental list of who in Enstars deserves to have fangs on their model and who actually does. I’m not posting that today but if you’re interested....

- None of this was edited. None of it.

- I really should have been studying ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯ time well wasted

#ensemble stars #enstars #outfit analysis #my post #long post #analysis

13 notes · View notes

nijiirorhyme · 4 years

Text

NaruMitsu/WrightWorth Fic: Lights, Camera, Action! Chapter 2

Sorry for the double upload!

NaruMitsu/WrightWorth Fic: Lights, Camera, Action!

Fandom: Ace Attorney

Ship: Mitsurugi Reiji | Miles Edgeworth/Naruhodou Ryuuichi | Phoenix Wright, Ayasato Mayoi | Maya Fey/Karuma Mei | Franziska von Karma

Warnings: None

Tags:Alternate Universe - Actors, Other Additional Tags to be Added, More characters to be added

Description: Rookie actor Phoenix Wright can not believe his luck as he scores his first major acting role in one of the most anticipated movies of the year. But, what was better than starring in one of the most anticipated films of the year? Starring in one of the most anticipated films of this year with famous actor Miles Edgeworth.

A Wrightworth acting au where two dorks (eventually) fall in love!

Chapter 2/?

Alternatively, it can be read here!

Text below cut!

Act 1 Scene 2

October 6th, 10:10am

Global Studios: Conference Room

Phoenix shifted in his seat, the heavy formal atmosphere unfamiliar to him. This was his first time ever having to properly sit down with the director of the movie and read through the script together. He needed to remind himself to breathe, and his nerves weren’t exactly aiding him to do so.

‘“Thanks for joining us today.” The director spoke curtly, but nonetheless it caused Phoenix to jump from his own hyper-awareness. “You all know why you’re here, so I’ll cut to the chase before I’m finished with my fourth cup of coffee”

‘Four cups of coffee?’ Phoenix thought. ‘We aren’t even five minutes into the meeting though…’

Just as Phoenix thought that, the strangely dressed director’s assistant smoothly pushed another cup of coffee across the table, comfortably sliding right into the director’s hand. He took a sip, “Make that five, Trite.”

Phoenix swallowed, ‘... I didn’t even say anything… And it’s “Wright”, not “Trite”...’

He soon found out that the director’s name was Godot. A strange name, if you asked Phoenix, but it must be a pseudonym. From then on, Phoenix’s first impression of the man felt like some bizarre dream. It almost felt as if it wasn’t real because every time he opened his mouth, Phoenix couldn’t comprehend anything he was saying. It was like that one incoherent dream he had where he was locked in a bedroom and this one talking pillow spoke to him in riddles about how to find the key.

No Time for Turnabouts, a suspenseful action movie which follows an elite detective known for solving any case he’s assigned to, Detective Kyle Solvit. After years of dedicating his life solely to his career as a detective, he is tasked with his biggest operation yet; taking down the biggest underground crime group, the Liss Family. He carefully crafts an elaborate plan to go undercover as one of their own members in order to take out the group from the inside. However, Ruth Liss, the head of the Liss Family, catches wind of the detective’s plans, causing the entire mission to backfire on him, but not before he is saved by a carefully planned uprising amongst those he caused to turn against them.

Detective Solvit had no time or room for this mission to fail, thus the title of the movie reflected such. The ultimate reason as to why he had this mission in the first place, was not only for the greater good, but because of someone he absolutely needed to save. Years prior to when the movie takes place, Solvit had his first run-in ever with Liss over the debt his family had accumulated and left him with. With absolutely no money in his pockets to repay the debt, Liss takes his older sister as payment, making her his wife. She is never seen again. It is for this reason that Detective Solvit became a detective in the first place, waiting for the day he could see his older sister again.

When Phoenix first auditioned, he auditioned for the part of the super charming and cool detective, Kyle Solvit, but his dreams were dashed once he finally heard the news as to whether or not he passed the auditions. It turned out that they actually casted him as the heartless head of the Liss family. Though it was a shock at first, Phoenix was nevertheless ecstatic to be casted in his first major role… even though he had absolutely no idea how he would portray such a character.

Ruth Liss was a heartless man who prided himself on the fact that he would use anyone and anything to get what he wanted. No matter how many people put their faith in him, no matter how many people pledged allegiance to his family, he was willing to sacrifice anyone and anything to achieve his goal. He kept those who worked under him in line by making them fear him, and those who personally knew him were afraid to even breathe around him, which unfortunately, happened to be the complete opposite of how Phoenix was in real life.

An actor’s job is to portray the characters they are assigned to regardless if they have the same personality as the person portraying them or not, but for Phoenix, this differentiation was hard for him. How could a man who couldn’t even hurt a fly portray someone who would probably kill the fly, then as overkill light its carcass on fire in a way that dramatically displayed his power?

Whatever the answer was, Phoenix would do it. Not only so this movie would be a success, but so he could make his old mentor proud and perhaps… show a certain someone that he was worth at least some respect.

During the meeting, Phoenix remained stiff. From his renditions of his lines to every single time he spoke, he could feel an intense and aggressive stare assaulting him. He only noticed this from the corner of his eye, but the moments he did speak, he started to see Edgeworth’s eyebrows sink lower and lower in displeasement. However, on the contrary to Phoenix’s behaviour, Edgeworth was a natural. He would tell the directors what he would be doing for what scenes, gave constructive criticism on where he thought parts of the script could be improved, and even acted out some of the lines in order to get a feel for the ones he wasn’t necessarily keen about. Phoenix was in absolute awe. The fact that Edgeworth could flawlessly play a character in any genre of movie showed Phoenix how versatile the man was as an actor. Though Edgeworth was particularly mean to him just minutes ago, he was certainly admirable.

Phoenix, on the other hand, couldn’t seem to grasp his footing. As soon as he felt like he finally got it when he tried to interject or give his opinion much like Edgeworth successfully did, it would often fall flat as it would be countered by the man himself. After that, he knew that it would just be better if he didn’t talk after he embarrassed himself by suggesting that Kyle Solvit should perish by the end of the movie to which Edgeworth told him that they wanted to respect the original source material and killing the protagonist after all he went through would simultaneously kill the suspense the rest of the movie spent building up. Not like it was possible to alter the script significantly to begin with, so any of Phoenix’s suggestions were already null and void the moment he opened his mouth to speak.

12:13pm

Once the meeting was finally over, Phoenix took in the deepest breath he had ever taken. For some reason, that meeting was a lot more emotionally draining than he thought it would be, but it felt as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders, making him feel a bit lighter. Sure, he had a lot to do in order to prepare for the days they actually started shooting, but that was a problem for tomorrow’s Phoenix. Right now, the only thing that was on his mind was to go home, kick back, and relax-

“Nick!” Maya’s voice was so loud that it caused his ears to ring and almost spooked him right out of his seat. “Guess what I just did!”

“Something good hopefully?” He cautiously asked in a rising tone.

Maya nodded and gave him a smug look. “Well, I’ve been thinking… Since you and Edgeworth hate each other…” She trailed off.

‘Hate him? I’ve barely even spoken to him enough for me to hate him!’ Phoenix thought.

“I talked to his agent and… guess who’s going out to grab coffee with the two of them!”

Phoenix froze, suspended in the motion of getting up from his seat. He was in utter disbelief. Coffee? With the two of them? How did Maya even get them to agree to this? Was it possible to cancel?

For some reason, the thought of interacting with the man intimidated him. Edgeworth didn’t seem like he was the talkative type, meaning that Phoenix would have to carry the conversation. Every time he thought of that fiery glare the man gave him when he was displeased with the rookie actor, it was enough to send a chill down Phoenix’s spine and send goosebumps all over his body.

One look at Maya told him that she was stoked for this opportunity. She spoke with such pride in her voice and with sparkles in her eyes that even Phoenix had a hard time making up an excuse as to why he couldn’t go. Besides, Maya was involved in almost every aspect of his life which included knowing his schedule and the fact he had nothing planned after this, so making one would be useless regardless.

“When? And how did you get them to agree to this?” He asked, perplexed.

“Now!” Maya grabbed him by the wrist, then started to drag him out of the room and down the hall. She looked over her shoulder right back at him, Phoenix barely being able to keep up with his ecstatic agent, “And I have my ways.” She giggled.

Phoenix didn’t know what strings she pulled, but needless to say, he was not looking forward to this little outing.

October 6th 12:09pm

Global Studios

“Hello, Ms…Von Karma, it’s nice to meet you! I’m Maya Fey, Phoenix Wright’s manager.” Franziska saw a shadow looming over her open binder as she was packing up to leave, an outstretched hand entering her vision.

Franziska looked up, finally making eye contact with the overly friendly girl. “It’s nice to meet you too uh… Ms. Maya Fey…” Hesitantly, she took the other girl’s hand, shaking it firmly. Franziska wasn’t used to this openly expressed friendliness.

“Maya’s just fine.” She said, shifting her own binder to sit more comfortably underneath her arm. A beat of silence passed before she spoke again. “This meeting was interesting! I’ve never been to anything like this before.”

“Indeed…” Franziska responded. “This is your first time being at a pre-production meeting, correct?”

Maya nodded, “Yep, and Nick’s too. We could have gone to more of them… but Nick’s never gotten any main roles besides this one…”

“He does seem like a foolish man.” The manager inwardly cringed when she thought of his suggestions throughout the meeting. Who would have thought that that foolish fool would foolishly recommend something so foolish? Asking if Kyle Solvit could die at the end of the movie… who did he think he was?

“Yep!” Maya affirmed. It seemed that Phoenix Wright was actually the fool she took him as. Then, she added, “That’s how he normally acts, but it’s okay! Somehow, it always ends up working out for him.”

“Somehow?” Franziska inquisitively raised an eyebrow.

Maya stroked her chin, pondering. “Well… there was this one time where he was an extra for this movie and he broke one of the props on set. The director was really mad, but!” Franziska flinched at how loud her voice became to emphasize the word. “Luckily, they made an extra, so all he got was a scolding!”

…

Franziska looked down at the whip neatly wrapped around itself in her hand. If the man was here right this moment, she would not hesitate to strike him with it for being the fool he was.

“Anyways, speaking of Nick,” she continued, not even stopping to question why she had such a weapon. “I came here to talk to you about something.”

Usually, Franziska was not one for ideal chit-chat. If she mentally categorized someone as irrelevant, then she would cut the conversation short-- let alone have any conversation at all-- but, for some reason, she couldn’t turn the girl down. For some reason, Maya Fey intrigued her. “What is it?” She asked.

Franziska felt awfully self-conscious of the woman in front of her, watching her as she pushed a stray piece of her long black hair behind her ear. “I was wondering if you and Edgeworth would want to come with us for some coffee or something? After all, I don’t think Edgeworth likes Nick all that much. It’d be a good chance for the two of them to get along.”

Franziska shut her thick binder with a resounding slam, Maya flinching ever so slightly. This caused her to feel slightly guilty, she didn’t mean to scare her. Then, she reached for a smaller notebook--her planner--and flipped it open to today’s date. Giving her and her little brother’s schedule a glance over, she closed it, looking back up at the woman. “Indeed, my little brother and I are not the biggest fans of that fool, but we would be happy to accompany the two of you.” Miles Edgeworth may complain to her later, but this could be considered a professional outing. If they wanted to make this movie good, they needed to cast away their disdain for the other man and get along. Perhaps, this was necessary.

“Yay! Thank you, Franny! I’ll go tell Nick right now! Mr. Godot gave me your number, so I’ll text you the details in a few!” As fast as she entered, just like that, Maya Fey left the room.

Filled with a bit of confusion as she processed the interaction she just had with the woman mere seconds ago, the only thing she could process out of all of that was the fact her heart skipped a beat when she heard Maya call her ‘Franny’.

She smiled to herself. Maybe scheduling this little outing with the two of them wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

#ace attorney #naruhodo ryuichi #mitsurugi reiji #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth #wrightworth #narumitsu #i tried

15 notes · View notes

yattsugare · 6 years

Text

Fortune Favors the Bold

That fortune teller Akutagawa on the Mayoi J-server? Let's just say I find him ...inspirational.

! NSFW

! Graphic sex

! Dub con/yandere/bondage/violence

! Mayoi character one-shot

Fortune Favors the Bold

By Yattsu

Rain had been in the forecast, but you were not prepared for the deluge facing you upon stepping outside after your lunch date with a friend. You had met up in Yokohama’s Chinatown, a place you loved for not only its authentic food and its culture, but also for its proximity to the Yokohama harborside, with its parks and sightseeing spots. You had had a run of bad luck lately; your friend had invited you out here in an effort to raise your spirits.

Unfortunately, all of your favorite sightseeing spots were outdoors, and the closest metro station to Chinatown was a good 15-minute walk. Your small pocket umbrella was not going to survive this raging wind and rain, and so you hurried along a side alley near the restaurant, seeking a shop or somewhere to take refuge.

The alley seemed mostly void of suitable means of escape, but just as you thought you’d have to give up and make a run for it, you came upon a small corner shop with a “fortune telling” sign in the window. You couldn’t see inside its cloth-draped windows but you noticed soft light inside and an “open” sign propped against the glass. Already dripping wet with rain (and admittedly curious about having your fortune told), you decided to take your chances, and let yourself into the shop.

The door shut behind you, softly, a chain of tiny bells tinkling against it as it closed. You shivered, grateful for the warmth of the small entryway, even as thin clouds of incense drifted around you and sparked a sneeze. Rubbing your arms, you took in your surroundings, which were dimly lit and sparsely furnished; there must be a larger living space beyond the round, curtained doorway in front of you.

For the moment, though, you had to assess your own condition. You set down your war-torn umbrella and pulled off your jacket. You were holding it up to inspect it when a male voice—clearly annoyed—spoke at you from behind, startling you.

“Are you here as a customer? You’re making a mess.”

You whirled around to see a man now standing in the doorway to the inner room, holding the curtain aside to lean on the wall. He was slim, with choppy black hair edged in white and skin as pale as a full moon. He was dressed in a long Chinese black silk robe with a round black hat to match, but was speaking fluent Japanese as he looked you over with hard, gray eyes. “…well?”

You blinked. “…I thought I’d come in to get my fortune read; it seemed like good timing with the rain and all...” And all what? His staring was making you anxious.

He raised his eyebrows before letting his eyes travel over you again. “I am Akutagawa. I haven’t had any business today because of the weather, so please come in.” He stood up straight to pull the curtain aside for you.

The room beyond the curtain was even darker than the entryway, and you hesitated. However, as your eyes quickly adjusted, you were able to discern a small table, some cabinets, and piles of silk brocade cushions in the room, along with the censer which must be the source of the burning clouds of incense. Lanterns of red and gold cloth cast a warm glow over the room. You were about to turn to Akutagawa to ask him how a Japanese person came to tell Chinese fortunes, but you were cut off by the sudden grip of his hand on your shoulder. You looked back to see him holding a bundle of dark silk.

“You need to change out of your clothes; you’re going to get water everywhere otherwise.” He pressed the bundle into your hands. “You can put this dress on in the meantime.”

You looked at what he’d given you. It appeared to be a dress of the classic Chinese cheongsam style, with cap sleeves and silver dragons embroidered on black silk. Silver piping ran along the button closures and the knee-length hems. It was beautiful, but so amazingly random a development that you felt the bottom drop out of your stomach. You gripped the silk, your palms clammy. “I’m not sure I’m actually feeling much like getting my fortune told after all,” you told him, your voice tight.

From Akutagawa’s shoulder arose a tiny, snake-like protrusion with the face and eyes of a fiery dragon. It lashed out towards you, tearing a neat gash across the front of your own skirt before disappearing again. Speechless, you stared at your thighs, now visible through the gash in the fabric. It would be completely indecent for you to go back out to the street; your coat wouldn’t cover the tear. You looked up at Akutagawa, whose eyes glared coldly into your own.

“Put it on.”

You weren’t sure if he meant for you to do so while he stood there, but you were reaching to undo your top when he stepped back into the entranceway and let the curtain fall closed behind him. Thankful, you shed your battered skirt and soaking top and pulled on the cheongsam, hurrying to finish before he returned. You were draping your wet clothes over a chair when Akutagawa ducked back from behind the curtain. You noticed what looked like the “open” sign in his hand just before he tossed it to the side, a shadow of a grin on his lips.

He indicated that you should sit down in front of the small table, and you dutifully lowered yourself onto the floor cushion reserved for customers. Akutagawa sat on the other side, leaning an elbow onto the overstuffed pillows surrounding him. He tucked up one knee, resting his other hand upon it. “So what would you like to know regarding your fortune?”

You had nearly forgotten why you were there, but managed to collect yourself. “I guess just…generally, is my luck going to improve?” You did your best to suggest something, not sure what most people asked for when forced into a skimpy dress by a fortune teller.

Akutagawa nodded, and leaned forward to pick up a bamboo canister full of incense sticks off the table. “Choose one of these.”

You took the canister, shaking it until one stick shimmied above the others. Akutagawa took the stick and held between his palms close to his face, seemingly in deep concentration. After a moment, he sighed and dropped the stick to the tabletop. He picked up a black fan and opened it, fanning himself in the warmth of the little room. “I suspect things will turn out well for you, but I don’t have an answer for you yet. I need more information first.”

You dug your nails into your palms, wary of any further visits by Akutagawa’s pet dragon. “…what kind of information?”

“Well,” said Akutagawa, leaning his jaw on his fist as he fanned himself. “Your birthday, or I could read your palm or face…”

“My face…?”

“Yes,” Akutagawa lifted his hat off his head with his free hand and set it on the table. He let a crack of the same unsettling smile from earlier slowly creep across his lips. “For example—”

With sudden urgency, he dropped his fan, toppling the table up and over onto its side with his palm. That obstacle removed, he lurched forward on his hands and knees to seize your wrists. Pushing you onto your back on the wooden floor, he leaned down to press his lips to yours. He stopped, his eyes still locked onto yours, jet-black lashes now visible across the mere inches that separated you. He released one wrist, briefly, to stifle a cough.

“Where was I? …Ah, for example, your eyes, your cheeks, your lips…among other things.” He leaned in again, and you felt his knee wedge itself between your thighs, slowly pressing into you despite your efforts to squeeze your thighs together. He was kissing you more roughly now. When you felt his tongue force its way into your mouth, you jerked your body in a show of resistance, feeling increasingly terrified by how things were proceeding. He ignored you until you tried to catch his tongue between your teeth. He jerked back, clearly irritated. “Are you forcing me to take a different approach?” He gripped your chin between his thumb and forefinger, leaning back over you to breathe his words into your ear as you turned your face from him. “That’s fine with me.”

It was then that the dragon returned, accompanied by several more of its ilk as it arose from the cloth on Akutagawa’s back. They glided sleekly down and about your wrists, forcing them down where Akutagawa had held them. Akutagawa’s fingers moved down to your throat, where he began to unbutton the cloth knots of the cheongsam. Having undone several, he slipped his hand under the silk. You squirmed, feeling his fingers dip into your bra and brush over your nipple. Grinning at your reaction, he pulled the dress open and down to your shoulders. He pulled your bra down, baring your breasts and causing you to gasp at the sensation of his teeth on your nipple. “Now you’re starting to tell me more,” he murmured, circling his finger on the other. You bit your lip, trying not to show him your face so that he might be denied any thought of you enjoying this.

Akutagawa chuckled, continuing to run his fingers over your breasts. “You like this, I think… how desperate you must be. Has it been a while?”

You gritted your teeth and rammed one knee upwards to try and catch him between the legs, although you knew it would only grant you a temporary reprieve. Akutagawa deftly dodged to the side, grabbing your knee as he leaned back over you. “Don’t you dare,” he growled, raising your leg from under your knee and landing a sharp smack on the back of your thigh with his fan. “I do enjoy you fighting back, but if you injure me I’ll beat your apology out of you.”

Your eyes watered at the sting of the fan on your skin. There had been the briefest of moments when you didn’t entirely regret ducking into this shop, but they had drifted off with the scent of the incense that still burned in the censer on the floor. You shuddered as Akutagawa rested his palm on the red welt forming where he’d struck you, the hairs on your neck standing on end as he slid his hand ever higher up your thigh. Under the hem of your dress, you felt his fingers slide into one leg of your panties, and whimpered as he squeezed your ass. “That’s a good girl,” Akutagawa purred, dropping all pretense of this performance being for mere fortune telling. He let his fingers spread out over your skin before squeezing again. “Don’t worry; I’ll make sure you’re completely satisfied with my services.”

You didn’t want to think about what he had in mind, but you wouldn’t have had the time anyway. To your surprise, you were yanked up off the floor and backwards into Akutagawa’s lap as he fell heavily with you among the brocade pillows; his dragons pulled your arms up about his head as he ducked to lick a wet trail from your collarbone to your jaw, one hand pulling your head to the side to bare your throat. Between hungry bites and kisses along your neck, he snuck the other hand around your ribs to pinch and massage your nipple. You could feel his chest warming the silk against your back, and a ringing heat emanating from his fingertips as they moved over you. His breath danced along your earlobe as he ran his tongue tip along it. “You know,” he panted, “you can read how studious a person is from their ears.” He paused to dart his tongue inside, causing goosebumps to break out along your arms. “I think you require extra instruction.”

With that, he reached one arm down to hook under your knee and yank your leg away from the other. You tensed as he reached under your dress with the other; his fingers slipped into your panties from the side. A surge of energy ran along every synapse as you felt his finger land on your clit and slowly stroke downwards, dipping lightly into you. Your back arched involuntarily as your voice filled the red-lit room. Akutagawa growled as you felt him shift under you; through thin silk you could feel him hardening against your ass. He seemed to be growing quieter now, but you could hear his breath hitching as he panted against your ear.

You could feel your own resolve fading with every stroke of his fingers. He reached his middle finger deep inside you and curled it forward to tease you further away from your sanity. Unwillingly, you had become more than a little wet by this time and his fingers, coated in your juices, removed to your clit to draw silken circles on it. You were no longer able to suppress your moans in response to his attention; tipping your head back alongside his, you had begun to accept that your only path was to give in completely. He read it in you easily, answering with kisses of surprising tenderness along your jawline.

“Nearly there,” he smiled into your skin as his dragons released your arms and you took to gripping the cloth on his knees.

You might have responded, but Akutagawa was clearly a man of impulsivity. Suddenly, you found yourself flipped onto your hands and knees on the cushions. He had already taken up position behind you, and was smoothing both palms up your thighs and over your ass, pushing the dress hem out of his way. He reached and yanked your panties down; you felt the air brush over you, suddenly cool in your moistened state. In anticipation, you bent your arms down to afford him better access, his burning palms on your ass driving you crazy with need.

What came was entirely unexpected. As he held you in his hands, he tilted you up towards him until you felt his tongue press into you, lapping up and down your slit with torturous delay. Your back arched anew and your head swung back as he teased your clit, your body accepting this new sensation with gusto. However, as he exhaled hot air onto you, you were sure that he couldn’t keep himself occupied with this much longer.

Sure enough, you felt him pull back and remove his hands. A rustle of cloth and a shifting of his body against you preceded the inevitable, and you felt him grip your ass again as he parted you and entered. Your moans might have shamed you as he filled you and started to thrust, roughly, but it was all you could do to dig your nails into the red brocade and raise yourself to accept him in as deeply as possible. His cock pounded against places already crackling with electricity, overloading them with sensation and making you long for him to release you over the brink.

Akutagawa grunted with his efforts as he thrusted; you felt drops of sweat fall cold upon your ass. Caught up in his lust, his open palm landed against your ass with a sordid smack before his hand snaked around in front of you. You cried out as his finger found your erect clit, massaging you closer to the edge as he urged himself to follow you there.

You felt a tidal wave of energy warm your abdomen and surge through your muscles, your walls starting to squeeze him in spasms that forced him to withdraw his fingers and grip your ass so tightly that you thought he might leave you black and blue. You were startled by his own low moaning, which betrayed his rapid spiraling towards his complete loss of control as his pounding became more urgent.

Finally, you felt the tidal wave burst. As you screamed his name you knew that you had actually dragged him under with you, and that your muscles had seized his cock in a death grip that held him captive as he released into you. His head lolled back, his pupils erupting with the passion he had driven into you, his scratchy moans at once vulnerable and victorious.

He finally withdrew, spilling his release down your leg, but still unwilling to release you from his embrace. He pulled you down with him onto the cushions, holding you to his chest and still allowing his fingers to trip lazily along your thigh and between your legs. He nipped at your ear, catching you smiling widely in spite of yourself and the circumstances which had led you to this point. Drifting amongst the clouds with adrenaline and oxytocin surging through your veins, you wondered if returning to get your fortune told again tomorrow would be too soon. Akutagawa reached to grip your chin, pulling it to his mouth to catch you up in a deep kiss.

“I was right,” he murmured, finding his voice again. “Fortune has indeed smiled upon you, and seemingly, upon me as well.”

I’m sorry, but I love this alter ego so much and I had to. >_>

This and my other Akutagawa fics are over on my ao3 account as well: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Yattsu/works

#bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #akutagawa ryunosuke #akutagawa x reader #bungou stray dog imagines #bungou mayoi #fanfic #god and jesus #please forgive me #i actually did research for this story

7 notes · View notes