#yandere dazai osamu smut

[simp4bsdcharacters]

I'm so dumb 😭

I just realized that if me and Osamu Dazai from BSD had kids, they would just look like our younger siblings or something because of how much we look alike so that means if people see us holding hands they're either gonna go "Aw, siblings that actually love each other" or "THE FUCK, THEY SUPPORT INCEST?!" 💀💀💀

[squigglewigglewoo]

Can I request for where Yandere dazai is down bad for reader/fem. That when reader finally allows him to have her, he rips multiple orgasms and keeps her panties for later use..

(✧) warnings: half of these warning depend on his you see the fic, perv behavior, slight noncon, possible drugging, intoxication, alcohol, mentions of stalking, mentions of violence, yandere behavior, manhandling, overstimulation, possible manipulation? Dazai not listening when you say no more, dacryphilia, slight blood play? sadistic dazai bc have you seen that man? he was literally in prison and has 138 counts of aggravated murder, no way he's not a sadistic fuck. mentions of masterbation, mentions of head (male receiving). fem bodied reader, pet names, degradation, praise, sugar coated degradation, Dazais a liar, mentions of chuuya, dazai literally covers his darling in marks, bruises, bites, hickeys, cuts, claw marks, hand prints. readers mentioned to wear a dress clothing, I wrote this with my clit and it's not proof read. lowercase writing, english is my first language but I suck at it, bare with me. ik ur reading this bestie, u a little freak but ily<3 NSFW below the cut, MDNI, ageless blogs will be blocked!

(✦) summary: oh, when you finally agree, although with a little bit of help from being under the influence, who is Dazai to say no? 519 words~

(✧) (a/n): I'm sorry I've been silent for so long! got a little too silly and almost got sent to a mental hospital, I'm back though!! exams are coming up so if there's radio silence again, I apologize!! this'll be short, it's 3:46 and my anemia is killing me.

(✦) pairing(s): yandere!Dazai x fem bodied!darling!reader

(✧) listening to~ Poison by Bell Biv DeVoe

the empty sake bottle's forgotten on the ground, Dazais hand eagerly undressing you and near tearing your shirt sundress off as he presses you onto the couch, your head thrown back against the armrest, head spinning from both Dazais lips on your neck and the affects of the alcohol. you usually don't get drunk this easily, nor does your head spin like this. what was going on?

"it's alright, pretty girl, I got you, I'll make you feel good." Dazai shushes you whimper and squirm, one hand firm on your hip, the other slides up your back, unclasping your bra and kneading at your breasts. his hands rest at your hips once more, pulling your panties off and stuffing them in his pocket, a little keepsake for later. he kisses you, his grasp tight on you as he bends and folds you, his belt falling to the floor before he rams into you, making you cry out from the sudden wave of both pain and pleasure.

your legs wrap around his waist, his lips swallowing your pained moans as he fucks you at a brutal pain, murmuring something about "god, you're taking me so well.. should've done this ages ago if you felt this good the whole time.." that your fuzzy, intoxicated brain can't understand. done what? what's he talking about? Dazais nails dig into the fat of your thighs, your pussy squeezing around him as he fucks your cervix, making your tummy twist and turn, your body flushing. cumming with a loud cry, you claw at his clothed back, the man having been to impatient undress himself, whining out for him to stop, that it hurts, and he only laughs, fucking you harder, and you feel another orgasm build up.

"c'mon, didn't you want this, why're you asking me to stop now? don't you wanna feel good?" he taunts, his nails drawing blood, his hold so tight it bruises your thighs. his eyes gleam at the sight of your tears and the small pearls of blood, kissing the tears away as they roll down your cheeks. he kisses you, pulling away and licking at your swollen, red lips, and he can't help out Imagine what they'd look like around his cock. he'd kill anyone else who even thought of you like this, he was sure of it, you where his, his belladonna and his alone.

what will chuuya think when he sees you with Dazai, covered in hickeys and bite marks that the brunette most definitely isn't going to let you hide, why would you, anyways? there's no need to hide if he's the only man your seeing, right? Dazai cums inside you as your second orgasm rushed over you just minutes after the first, Dazai slows, pulling out and watching his cum flow out of your abused hole before flipping you over, sliding right back into your cunt and grabbing the fat of your ass, squeezing as he leans over your figure, whispering in a hushed, near scolding tone. "oh, you didn't think we were done, did you? we still have the whole night left, sweetheart. get comfortable, your not getting a break any time soon."

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[isuckatwritingsobenice]

hello! I would like a Dazai Osamu bsd headcanons, where he considers the reader his reason for living… if it's not too much trouble! ♡

A/N: Of course!! Thank you so much for this request, it’s so cute! I'm definately going to expand on this in the future.

Warnings: Dazai being Dazai, mentions of panic attacks, mentions of PTSD, implied smut but no detail, stalking tendencies

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Dazai really never thought he would meet anyone that would make him want to live

he felt like his life was almost meaningless

like the world was too messed up for him to want to live in, to him there was no point

But then he meets you, it's at the train station and you're buying flowers for your mother

she's sick and you're seeing her while you can

you two make small talk and Dazai mentions where he works, it piques your interest

He doesn't talk much after that, and mainly because the train is close to leaving so Dazai needs to take his seat

But that doesn't stop him from thinking of you, and after days, almost a month, of not seeing you but not forgetting you, he caves and begins to search

He finds your name, address, place of work, where you were born, everything

He starts showing up at places you would be near, and he catches glimpses of you

it seems like you're genuinely a good person, like you radiate this warmth off you

he enjoys it, he craves it

fast forward a few months after Dazai's weird stalking, he unloads onto you while he's drunk

You're walking him back to his apartment

He starts breaking down in an alley way, his bandages coming undone and he's frantic, you've never seen him like this before

he's about to rip his hair out, he's struggling to breathe, he's panicking, PTSD has him in a choke hold as of right now

Some people also panic when things like this happen, other people just wait it out

You were a mix between the two; internally panicking but also waiting it out

You were unsure if you should touch him, so you settled for talking to him instead, with a slight hold on his arms

He had sat against a wall, quietly talking to himself with his head in his hands, his eyes were still frantic, so you tried your best to be careful

"Dazai?" You called, and he heard you, his shaking calmed after that

"relax, just breathe. Everything's okay."

He couldn't have done more. He wanted to talk, he really did, but there was a lot going through his mind.

The two of you sat in silence for a while, just with each other

Finally, he spoke up

"Y/n?"

"Yes Dazai?"

" I wanna go home."

The walk to his apartment was quieter, and a bit slower too, but when he opened the front door, you didn't expect for him to pull you inside too, let alone into a hug

"Thank you." He whispered, you almost didn't hear him

"Please don't. It was nothing Dazai, really." You whisper back, you can feel the anxiousness coming off of him

"Can you stay the night?" He asks, pulling back a bit to look you in the eyes. He's pleading with you, almost desperate, but also hopeful.

"Sure." You say back, a small smile on your face. You want him to know you're okay too.

He doesn't scare you. He realizes this now.

His lips find yours quickly, in a kiss that he didn't intend of leading to more, but he can't get enough of you and you don't want him to leave

That night, he goes to bed with a new reason, a reason to live

a reason to love you

[l1tw1ck]

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bottom!ftm!yandere Dazai x top!masc reader

a/n: this is shorter than i wanted it to be im sorry 😭

☆ AFAB Language Used ☆

CW: Non-Con, Kidnapping, Drugged Sex (Aphrodisiac)

You wake up to a naked Dazai sinking down onto your cock. "Hi there." He smiles, holding your face in his hand. "You're finally awake." He brushes his thumb against your lips. You mumble his name, too drugged to speak properly. Dazai shivers, he loves the way you sound saying his name. He brings you into a sloppy one sided kiss, kissing you like he's trying to memorize how your mouth feels. You can only hope he stops soon.

Dazai finally pulls away, his lips brushing against yours while you catch your breath. "Mine." He whispers. "All mine." He lifts his hips up before sliding down, repeating that and riding you at a sensual pace. You can't help but be in awe at this display, you don't know why but you're extremely aroused just by looking at him. Feeling his wet warmth around you makes you want to take over and ram into his tight cunt without mercy, but alas, your arms are tied to the chair. Dazai quickens his movements, rubbing his clit vigorously. The feeling of him coming causes you to come right after. He grins as you fill his insides with your seed, watching your cum drip down your still hard shaft. He presses his hand against his abdomen, a bulge in it thanks to your cock.

"Mine." He says firmly.

[baby-tini]

Ok ok more dark skk poly with their little pet PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I need more, how would they treat them when they behave? Are they ever nice to their little pet and treat em good? Is gentle petting or are they continuously rough?

Of course of course babes

- They absolutely can be nice, they love their little pet, you're prettiest when you're mentally intact after all

- As long as you behave you're gonna be fine, Chuuya makes loads of cash, and who better to spend it on then his pretty pet? Dazai doesn't make much but he has surprisingly good taste when it comes to clothes. He picks out the prettiest collars too.

- You sit pretty on the couch while Chuuya makes you dinner and Dazai cuddles you, calling you his pretty kitty. Brushing your hair and petting your (faux) ears. Laying little kisses on your cheek.

- While Chuuya is the stricter one, he's not nearly as mean as Dazai can be. He makes sure you're well taken care of, waiting on you patently. Chuuya's the more responsible one, he cooks and cleans. Cleaning your collar, polishing the diamonds because only the best for his pet.

- Chuuya usually picks out your clothes because he has an eye for what looks good on you. The prettiest lingerie, the softest ears, cutest tails and even prettier collars.

- Soft sex is common as long as you behave and play nice, they'll rub your little clit, prep your pretty cunt and softly slide down your throat. Dazai will rub you over your panties and make you cum. You're so pretty when you cum, and he'll give you praise-filled kisses on your neck and head. Brushing away your tears and cooing at you to "be quiet before you wake Slug."

- They're the sweetest when they bath you, Chuuya rubbing you down with the best smelling lotions as Dazai washes your hair. Throwing in a couple bath bombs and bath salts. They'll even carry you out if you're sleepy.

- They'll dry you down and put you in the softest, comfortable clothes they find before cuddling you too sleep.

- Individually their aftercare is good but together!?!? It's amazing, their soft and will make you drink atleast two cups of water and get you a snack. Showering you in praises worthy of importance. Together, cuddles are the best. I picture Dazai to be cold and Chuuya as someone warm. So it's the best of both.

- Chuuya sleeps closest to the door because his ability is combat ready... but Dazai keeps a loaded gun under his pillow. They know being around you puts you in danger and they'll lay down their life for you and each other.

This wasn't dark but I wanted to make something soft and sweet ❤️

[astolfofo]

Notes: Slight lapse in judgement moment. (Please comment or reblog with something because I actually dedicated time for this one. I am humbly begging.)

Tw: non-con, gunplay, slight blood play, abusive behaviour, mentions of murder, yandere.

Tagging @yandere-romanticaa on this one, thank you for being the enabler to this (jokingly)

Also on a side note, if you want to listen to something when listening to this, it was inspired by sex with a ghost by teddy hyde, and bo en- pale machine (entire album)

Word count: 4.4K

Dazai had never quite sunken this low before.

He lays down onto the bed, with the gun clattering to the ground. He disregards it as he throws it to the floor, watching it slide across the room. It was useless now, anyways. There were no bullets inside, and it was quite the outdated model, that would be useless against anyone with even the slightest of strength.

All that’s left now is an overwhelming shame. An overwhelming shame that he touched himself, using that weapon for several previous hours, as a means to relieve himself. He feels so disgusted in himself again, as he looks at the rifle, which was now covered in a mixture of his own sweat and cum. It was so disgusting to look at, almost as evidence as to how much he had become a slave to his own desires. Almost as if he was succumbing to some kind of poision that plagued his mind on the daily.

And it didn’t even feel good, he thought to himself. I merely relieved myself enough to clear my mind, if even that.

Dazai looks around the room again. There’s nothing to see, and nothing to feel other than a sick sense of shame. A sense of shame that he decided to touch himself with a gun, while thinking of you. He wasn’t really thinking when he did that, he kind of just did it on impulse, without previous judgement. Yet as Dazai’s eyes dart back to the gun, and his mind drifts to other places. He pictures you cum, and sweat, with a mixture of yours and his cum dripping out of your hole. Your neck is covered with hickeys and bite marks and bruises running down your body. You’re panting, and slightly whimpering from pain, yet you also know he’s the only one who is able to fuck you this good.

He looks down at his cock, which is yet again, hard. He ignores it this time, not wanting to deal with his own arousal, instead choosing to lament over the fact that you were long gone from his life.

But still, he longs for your presence. A person long gone from his life. He longs for you to come back, but you never will.

Dazai shakes his head out of those thoughts, hoping to temporarily think about something else, anything at all that will make prison even slightly more bearable. He looks at the ceiling observing the fluorescent lights, and the solid white ceiling, which reminds him of the situation he’s currently in. Once again, he’s painfully reminded of why he was here. A detainment for ability users, built so they could stay here until they would eventually rot and die. There wasn’t any more to it than that.

He turns on the side again. He doesn’t want to think about that right now, either.

As he lays there, he’s painfully reminded how it’s been two years since you had broken up with him. Not that he was able to keep track of time in prision, but if he were to logically deduce the amount of times he had waken up and fallen asleep, it was about two years since you had broken up with him.

Yet the ghost of your presence haunts him constantly. Even after two years, Dazai had still not gotten over the breakup. No matter how badly he wanted to, he would always come back thinking of you. That you were still there, with him, and not somewhere else. That you still lived with him, that you never ran away from Yokohama, and that he never kidnapped and held you captive. He wanted to imagine that you’d be sitting at home, waiting, wondering where he was, instead of hopping on the nearest train, running away from him.

That you were the same person as who he met you first as, that somewhere at the back of your mind, you still thought of him, at least just a little.

However, he knew all of that was false. You were probably living a normal life again, back in your hometown, maybe with someone else you thought was better for you. Maybe by now, you had recovered from all the injuries he had gaven you over the years, maybe had gone back to the initial person you were, an individual he found so intriguing and rare, that he unwillingly fell for.

He was happy for you, if you were. As happy as he could be, if not exceptionally bitter.

He closes his eyes and imagines you again, how you would look right now, smiling and with some… other guy. It’s not a pleasant feeling imagining you with someone else. Jealousy, envy, and a eerie sort of anger arise in him. No… it’s not anger, he’s not sure what it was. It was closer to an urge to take you away from him, for whatever unknown reason.

Still, you had long ago let go of him, but he’d never let go of you. You had never loved him, but he’d needed you more than man needs air to live. He pictures the scene again, and that possessive feeling comes back again. It felt almost as if the air was being knocked out of his lungs the longer he looked at you and the man together.

You plagued his mind constantly, to the point where Dazai was willing to relieve the pain by almost killing himself with the rifle earlier. Still however, Dazai recognized he needed you as man needs air to live.

Yet he felt rooted in the ground, as his mind went blank again. He felt as if he was fighting a primal urge. He felt as if he was struggling in a room devoid of air, as the helplessness begins to settle down. But he won’t give up, he’ll fight until the very last second to stay alive. All he needs is for that man to be gone. Witnessing so… happy with another man made it feel like every breath he took was poision, and every step he took feel like stabbing his foot. He doesn’t want to see this again.

His vision goes blurry, and then black.

-

Dazai’s now walking down a dark alleyway. He’s not sure where it is, or how he got there, but he feels as if he’s stuck here now. There’s no sense of urgency, rather, a small, creeping sense of paranoia of why or how he’s here. The alleyway feels endless as if he was trying to escape a large maze. He can’t see to the other end of the alleyway, instead, constantly running into dead ends.

He wonders where he is. Was this another dream of some type? He can’t say for sure, it feels too surreal to be reality. But whatever it was, he felt like he was supposed to find something. There was something else in the maze… that was more important than a way out.

You.

At that exact moment, he hears footsteps. He turns around to see you walking in a different direction, at the entrance of the dead end he currently stands in. You’re calm, you look the same as you always did. And he’ll chase after you this time.

Dazai walks as quietly as he could, following you, to wherever you plan on going. You make several turns; one right and three lefts, before you stop at a door. A door that would likely lead you elsewhere, away from him. To somewhere you wanted to go, or needed to go. But that wasn’t the concern. If he let you go through the door, you’d be gone again. Gone forever.

And he’d lose you again. He can’t lose you again.

“Leaving so soon (Y/N)?”

You look at him. You finally turn around and look at him. He can’t tell the exact emotion of your facial expression, but he takes it with relish either way. Your eyes are wide, contorted with fear, yet anger, with some kind of underlying urgency. A urgency to run. Escape the situation.

But Dazai’s faster than you are. As you try to push open the door, Dazai manages to grab onto your arm and push you back first. You gasp for a quick second, and then regain your composure again, glaring daggers into his eyes.

“Let… Let me go you fucking bastard.”

Dazai smirks, “No.”

As on instinct, your breathing becomes shallow and rapid, as your face fills with dread and anxiety. You’re fighting against his grip, trying to break free from the position Dazai has you in, with your arms pinned against the wall, and his knee in between your thighs, keeping you in place. Dazai, on instinct, grips you by the arms tighter, until you feel like there’s no blood going into your hands.

“You were going to leave, weren’t you?” He mutters. “You were going to leave me alone here, and escape. You know I was going to find you either way, right?”

You open your mouth to protest at him, to tell him to fuck off, but nothing comes out of your mouth. Your jaw feels glued shut, it feels paralyzed.

“You can never truly escape from me, no matter how hard you try to forget the days I held you captive. No matter what, you’ll meet me again in some way, some shape, or some form,” he continues. “You should just accept that.”

Your heart is racing. You want to speak, you want to scream, but your brain doesn’t seem to be able to command your body to do these things. You’re struggling. Your hands are still shaking, trying to break free of his grip. You’re doing everything you can just to not give out on the spot, because you know, that Dazai will take you away if you do that. But you can’t win against him either. Not like this.

Your jaw trembles, as you attempt to call for help, scream, see if anyone is there. But Dazai is faster than you. He covers your mouth and you make out a muffled sound instead. “Shh.. don’t scream. There’s no one here to help you anyways.”

His voice sounds so gentle, so soft, it sounds loving, and genuine, if only you didn’t know what he had done to you at all. Dazai was always good at this, you could never say no to him, he always knew how to make your irrational heart win against your logical brain. Even though you could deny it to yourself all you wanted… if Dazai wasn’t so… cruel to you, you would have fallen for him several times over. But he wasn’t.

He was a monster. A monster with a luring personality, and a luring face, waiting for you to fall. Waiting for you to fall so he can posses you wholly. And you would have never known otherwise, until truly understood who and what he was.

“Just let me have my way with you, just this once, yeah?”

He doesn’t wait for your answer. It wasn’t like he was going to listen whether you said yes or no, anyways. No matter what your answer was, he was going to continue with his actions.

And so, he kissed you. As always, they start off so gentle, so tender, that you could believe it was true. That he wasn’t going to be rough with you later on. His sweet demeanor could only last so long before he lost control of himself.

So you were right. Within moments of your lips touching, his kissing instantly became more desprate, as if his life depended on it. Soon, you begin trying to pull back to breathe, but Dazai won’t let you. He’s waited two years, he’s not going to wait any longer.

So you try to breathe through your nose with as much oxygen as you can get. Dazai doesn’t stop, he’s trying to engrain the taste of your mouth inside his brain, he’s trying to make this last forever. It’s what he truly wants.

And so the gentleness that masks him as human is gone now. He’s doesn’t care if you’re struggling to breathe, or if this is all wrong, that he should let you have your own free will. He’s acting as a man who has not seen oxygen in years. A man that has been rejuvenated back into life by your presence.

And so his actions, initially kissing, have now turned into an action so rough, that it was making your mouth bleed slightly. And he doesn’t stop. The blood gets smeared over both your mouths, the taste of the iron stinging your tongue, and the back of your throat. It gets into his mouth too, and smears over both your lips, almost like a lipstick.

And only when it’s like that, does he stop. But you know this is far from done. You know what happens next and you don’t want it to happen. You inhale through your mouth, trying the best to ignore that your mouth is bleeding. You chest heaves up and down, while Dazai watches, wiping the blood off your blood off his mouth, and tasting it.

It’s addictive. It tastes so sweet to him.

Dazai then grips your chin with his index finger and thumb, while running his thumb over your lips. It’s supposed to be an intimate gesture, maybe a slightly romantic one, but you flinched either way.

You had always reacted this way to Dazai’s touch. No matter how many times he touched you, it always felt foreign to you. None of his actions felt they were done purely as of itself. They always led onto to something, often meant to confuse you. You hated it. You couldn’t what he wanted to do when he did certain actions and you always got the feeling he was playing with you for the fun of it, and that was most likely the case, most of the time.

Dazai smears the blood on your face and admires you.

Your face is visibily red, from the aggressive makeout session,, and your hair is discheveled, covering fractions of your face. Dazai brushes those strands away, as he looks at you. In return, you glare at him, feeling slightly grossed out, but in no position to protest. He then lets go of your arms, letting you fall slack against the wall for a second, and the realization hits again. Your heartbeat quickens at that, and you feel the urge to run, again.

Before you can make a move, you’re held in place again, by Dazai’s knee, which held you securely to the wall. You watch in terror as he takes off his coat and tosses it aside, discarded on the floor. No words are exchanged between the two of you, as you stare at him. Dazai moves his hands towards your chest, and starts unbuttoning your shirt as well.

“D-dazai… please stop…” you mutter.

Dazai puts a finger over your lips. “Just relax, and try to enjoy it, okay? I’ll make sure you feel good, and that you’ll never forget this time.”

“N-no that’s not what I mean. I don’t… I don’t want to do this…please…”

“It’s okay, darling. You know you want this, either way.”

The very air around you and Dazai seemed to be suffocating in a way you couldn’t quite say. It was tense, almost like an elastic band pulled to the very limit of what it could do, awaiting to snap at any moment.

And you were angry. Angry at Dazai that he wanted to do this. Angry at yourself for being caught by him. You felt an indescribable rage inside of you for what he had done to you over the years. Yet everytime, he still says he loves you.

Dazai would never let you go.

No matter where you went, he’d always find a way to get you back. You’re the only thing that he has left. The only thing that he truly wants to live for.

But you didn’t want to accept that for yourself. In fact, you couldn’t care less why the stupid bastard was so obsessed with you, to the point where you got sucked into this dream. You use the free hand, and slap Dazai in the face. It catches him off-guard enough for you to run back towards the door and open it. It creaks open, only for his hand to cover your mouth again, pushing you back against the wall, and keeping you in place.

“You’re not leaving.” Dazai snarls into your ear. “Try all you want, but I’m not letting you go.”

You claw at his hand, trying to pry it off.

“Maybe I should fuck you stupid enough, so you never think of doing that again, hm?”

You gaze at him in horror this time, while his hands travel back to your shirt and unbutton it completely this time, letting it fall to the floor. You wince slightly, due to how cold it is in the alleyway. Dazai then moves to your pants and begins unzipping them, and pulling them down to your ankles.

You once again, slightly recoil in disgust of his actions, but in no position to protest or escape. Now, you’re almost naked, left to the mercy of Dazai to do what he likes with you.

Tears sting your eyes. The, what felt like, slow torture of this entire situation felt painful.

Finally, Dazai takes off his pants. He’s painfully hard, and you cringe in disgust about how your fighting, struggling, and even crying aroused him so much.

Dazai moves his hands behind your back, unhooking your bra, and then he moves to your underwear. The last barrier separating you and him. He takes it off, noticing how wet it really is, and then tossing it aside too.

“My, my, (Y/N). You were that wet from just kissing? I thought you didn’t want this at all.”

“I-I don’t.”

“But your body does. You may deny it all you want, but your body yearns for me. You’ve been leaning into my touch ever since we met. Sure, you’re disgusted in what I’m doing, but do you want to know what your body thinks?”

A pure look of anger which slowly changes into fear fills your face. Dazai leans into the crook of your neck.

“It’s nice to be held be Dazai, isn’t it? You can’t change biological desire. And I think… you know I understand that better than anyone.”

And so, Dazai turns you onto your back, and pushes his entire cock inside of you. You hiss from the sudden intrusion that felt all to familiar and foreign at the same time.

And it reminds you of how painfully well he knows you, yet how little you know him.

And you feel his hands grab onto your hips, and he begins bouncing you up and down on his length, never failing to hit that place inside of you that sent sparks of pleasure up your body.

And he wasn’t being gentle this time, too. If he had been going any faster than he already was, you were sure it would have hurt more than brought pleasure to you.

And he repeats these actions, over, and over. It’s always been that way. Yet your mind felt like it was still melting from the actions. You can’t help it. You can’t help yourself. It feels so good, and you know only Dazai can do this to you.

You almost have to bite back on moaning as he constantly hits that spot. You refused to give him that satisfaction.

Dazai seems to notice this as well. “Don’t hold back. You know I’ll get what I want in the end, anyways.”

Your breath hitches. You knew that. But you didn’t want to give Dazai the satisfaction of having all power over you. But that was all slowly becoming impossible as you came to the realization that physically, you had always wanted Dazai carnally, your mind just believed otherwise.

And as Dazai pushes you down particularly hard that time on his cock, you can’t help but loudly squeal at how good it really felt. It felt mind-numbing lay good. You enjoyed the pain, all too well.

Dazai smirks against your neck again, knowing that he had gotten you in a state where he has all the power. He leans into your neck. He bites down on the flesh, hard enough to draw blood. He licks at the blood enjoying the taste.

And at this exact moment, your hole clench around him too, signalling that you were close to your high.

Dazai groans slightly, taking in the pleasure of the feeling. But he was never kind enough to let you reach your high on the first round.

And he wasn’t going to be kind this time, either.

He bounces you on his cock at a more rapid pace, as your moans get higher and higher, until your cunt is clenching around him tight enough that he almost felt like you could snap his cock off.

And to think you didn’t like it? It made him scoff.

Dazai feels himself chasing his high too. It had been so long… since he had last done this. He felt fulfilled. He felt like he, himself, were on cloud nine, all his previous emotions relieved, instead a dark sort of pleasure replacing any previous emotions.

You’re no different yourself. Despite your anger and hatred towards him, even from one look at your eyes, he could tell you were craves this in a carnal way as well. And for miles around, only the slapping of skin, combined with wet noises, and moaning could be heard. There was no need for anymore than that.

But then it all stops. You look at him in confusion, whining slightly, as he pulls out. Dazai never let you come the first time. He would reduce you to a whining, brainless, mess before allowing you to cum. Only to let you cum so many times, that you wouldn’t even be able to walk the next day.

Yet as for himself, he would cum countless times, until your holes were filled with him, and until your body was covered in it. His cum.

You wince at the gross sticky sensation between your legs again. You feel Dazai’s cum running down your thigh, and it feels disgusting. Normally, you’d yell at him for him to pull out, but right now, your mind was too hazed with other things to care.

“You think you get to cum on the first round after acting like that?”

You don’t respond, trying to get rid of the feeling of being so empty.

“You’re really that desperate, aren’t you?”

You still don’t respond, breathing heavily. Your mind is numbed again, still trying to recover from the myriad of sensations hitting you. Your mind is still hazy with lustful desire.

Dazai sighs, “I suppose I’ll just have to make you cum over, and over, and over, until you can’t anymore.

Your eyes slowly widen again, as you stare at him. “No…. No… please anything but tha-“

“Shh… shh… it’s okay belladonna. You’ll feel so good at the end of it. Promise.”

“No please… Dazai, I didn’t mean it like that. Please, please… it’ll hurt….”

Dazai caresses your face. It’s a gentle, tender action that you want to lean into. But you know it feels more like a nurse preparing you for a needle. A very painful needle that would scar you your arm, that would make you look in shame for the rest of your life.

He kisses you, again, and you have no choice to accept what he gives you.

-

Dazai looks at you. You’ve came more times than he could actually count, to the point where you weren’t even conscious anymore. You’re covered in cum, sweat, and scratch and bruise marks. A mixture of yours and his cum drips out of your hole, and he takes the sight in with a sick sort of satisfaction.

He’ll a,ways love you. In his own sick, twisted way. Every step he takes, every breath he takes. He’ll do it all for you. You don’t belong to anyone else. You’re his, only his.

No matter how far you go, you’ll always be pulled back to him.

He picks you up, and kisses you on the forehead. You look so peaceful.. sleeping. He drapes his jacket over you, and puts his clothes back on.

“Let’s go home now, shall we Belladonna?”

He walks out of the alleyway, his footsteps echoing throughout the walls.

—-

One light flickers.

Static fills Dazai’s ears. He opens his eyes. He sits up disoriented, looking around at his surroundings.

That’s right.

He’s still in prison, he’s still detained in this room, and he forever will be. Until he tries to escape. Until there’s a way out of this, he‘ll just have to stay here, and hope for the best. At this moment, he remembers why he was here in the first place.

He turns on his on his back again. The desolate ceiling mocks him.

But his mind doesn’t want to think about that now. That dream he just had…. It felt so surreal yet real at the same time. He wonders if you were actually there, or if it was just a figment of his imagination.

There’s an obvious answer to that question, though. It’s not even worth asking.

You’re gone. Forever. He doesn’t even know where you are. You don’t know where he is either.

He thought of that dream just to relive his own desires. There’s nothing more to it. Everything is still the same. Yet, he couldn’t help but feel some delusional hope that something was different today.

But he should crush that hope before disappointment gets to him again.

Just then, there is a knock in the door. He wonders who it is. As he walks towards the door, he wonders why the prison guards are bothering him. Yet again. It wasn’t like he had done anything over the previous days.

He twists the doorknob, thinking about what he’s going to say this time. Maybe he’ll even punch them in the face.

However, as he pulls the door back, it’s not what he expected at all.

No… maybe being hopeful worked, for once. Maybe the dream was to tell him something.

It’s you.

You’re here.

And if looks could kill, he would just be about dead now.

[dazaicakes]

pervert! dazai ramble?? yes!

lets say you LOVE wearing miniskirts to work and probably everywhere.. your lovely boyfriend dazai is the biggest fan of your skirts.. hes always dropping things at work to have you bend over innocently to pick it up.. and of course.. dazais too inpatient and just fucks you in the ada’s bathroom.. bent over on the sink .. hes covering your mouth as he praises you. “i love your adorable skirts bella.. never stop wearing them..” dazai would groan in your ear. then he’d fill u up.. not leaving a drop!

[beidousboat]

Beautiful Dreams

Dazai Osamu x reader

Warning: stalking, perverted Dazai Osamu, slightly yandere, force overstimulation, switch reader, obsessive Dazai Osamu, and masturbating.

Genre: One-shot smut

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He can reprimand himself all he wants, but Dazai can't resist you.

This is beyond crossing the line, but what isn't these days when it comes to you? Try as he might, nothing in the world can stop the fluttering of his heart... or the stirring in his pants. Now that you're so close, so warm and smelling so good, stirring in your sleep and occasionally letting out a tantalising little noise, what can he do?

There's already some pre-cum darkening his clothes, heat surging up his spine. What would you say? What would you sound like, whining and mewling underneath him, grabbing onto him with as much desperation as he'd grabbed onto you? What would your voice sound like, wavering as it breaks on his name again and again?...

The stars start to fade in the night, leaving only the moon emanating illuminace through your open window with white thin curtains waving around lightly from the gentle breeze outside.

The sparkles of illuminance on your bed that causes your sleeping face visible once more.

It was quiet outside except for the crickets who were awake, creating cricket noises.

Just like your room that were once quiet but this time were disturb with the sounds of shaky moans, mewls, staggered breath, and erotic wet sounds from the brunette haired man with his hair disheveled, his worn out bandages, sweat drops from his collarbone with a tint of blush around his cheeks while his breath staggers as he watches you sleep where he lay at the side of your bed to be closer to you even further.

His breath catches in his throat as he watches you sleep, who is your co-worker in the agency, his mind racing with thoughts of how beautiful you look, how perfect you are. His hands start to tremble slightly, his palms sweaty, and his heart pounds loudly in his ears. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but it doesn't work. Instead, he finds himself getting harder and harder, his cock growing larger and thicker by the second. He tries to think about anything else, but nothing works. All he can focus on is you, and how amazingly sexy you look right now.

You squirmed lightly in your sleep, your legs hugging onto the body pillow while the hem of your cotton white victorian sleeping pyjama short dress occasionally slips off from your thighs due to all the squirming in your sleep

As he continues to watch you sleep, Dazai starts to feel more and more aroused from the sight of you squirming and the hem of your skirt occasionally slips off from your thighs when you hugged your body pillow. His cock is rock hard now, straining against his pants, and he can barely contain himself any longer. He wants nothing more than to reach over and touch you, to run his fingers through your hair, to press his lips against yours... But he knows that if he does any of those things, he might wake you up, and he doesn't want to risk losing this moment. So instead, he stays where he is, lying beside you, his heart racing and his mind filled with thoughts of all the ways he could pleasure you once you finally open your eyes.

Your lips twitches in discomfort from the strand of your hair laying on your face.You flip your hair away from your face to feel less irritated on your skin.

You continued to hug your body pillow for a few minutes until your nose scrunched up from the smell of sweat or something off. Your eyes fluttered open and sat on the bed properly before your fingers ran through your hair.

"Hm?"

You could sense the movement of your bed shifts lightly beside you. You turn your head to look who was beside you.

"Dazai?"

Your voice sounded groggy for waking up in the middle of the night. Your eyes widened in surprised to see your co-worker beside you while he masturbates under the covers.

He freezes for a moment, caught off guard by your sudden awakening. For a split second, he considers telling you what happened - explaining how much he wanted to touch you but didn't dare because he was afraid of waking you up. But then he remembers how much fun it would be to tease you about it later, and he decides to play along instead.

"Oh, um..." he stammers nervously, trying to come up with some excuse for why he's been touching himself so blatantly while you were asleep. In the end, however, he settles on simply pretending that he didn't realize you were awake. "...I must have fallen asleep myself."

"D-Dazai... "

You tiredly spoke with a shocked expression on your face before you shifted slightly away from Dazai Osamu.

"H-How did you get into my house?"

Your gaze started to look around your surroundings but ended up looking away when you noticed his hand were under the covers to masturbate.

He chuckles softly at your question, finding it both amusing and endearing that you seem genuinely concerned about his presence in your home. Despite knowing full well that he shouldn't be here, he can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at having successfully pulled off such a bold move without getting caught.

"Well, I guess I should probably explain myself," he says with a sly grin, still stroking himself gently beneath the covers. "I came over earlier tonight because I missed you terribly and couldn't stand being apart from you any longer. And then somehow I ended up falling asleep on your couch."

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion from how early he was.

"H-huh? I thought you'd be back here in Yokohama by next week after your investigation in tokyo is successful. Wait- have you been drinking?"

He laughs again, this time more loudly than before. The sound echoes throughout the room, causing your heart rate to increase slightly.

"Oh, don't worry about me, sweetheart. I'm perfectly fine. In fact, I think I might be better off than ever before."

He leans forward and gives you another quick peck on the cheek that causes you to flinch before he pulled away again.

"Now, if you don't mind, I would like to continue enjoying myself while you're sleeping. So please, try not to disturb me too much."

"D-Dazai! You can't just barge in here and casually masturbate as I sleep. "

He chuckles softly once more, clearly amused by your reaction.

"Oh, come now, darling. Don't tell me you haven't thought about doing something similar yourself sometime soon."

He reaches down between his legs and starts stroking himself again underneath the covers, making sure to keep his movements slow and steady so as not to wake you up prematurely.

"Besides, we both know how incredibly horny I get whenever I'm near you. It's only natural that I would want to relieve some of that tension."

You furrowed your eyebrows and sassily rolled your eyes from his excuses.

"Still, It's wrong... And it seemed that your plan to relief the tension off is not really working now. Is it?"

You pointed at the certain spot of the cover that is damped from his actions but his shaft is still hard.

"How long have you been here?"

He grins widely at your comment, clearly pleased with himself despite the fact that you seem to disapprove of his actions.

"Well, let's see... I arrived here approximately half an hour ago, so I guess you could say that my efforts have been somewhat successful thus far."

He continues to stroke himself slowly and methodically, occasionally glancing over at you to gauge your reaction.

"But enough about me. Tell me, my dear, what do you think about all of this? Do you find it arousing or disgusting?"

Despite his actions may find the others creepy, but, for you... You couldn't help but find it exciting to spot someone having thoughts about you.

Since, no one has ever been into you except for him and he knows you like it.

You frustratedly sighs and touches the bridge of your nose with your right hand because you don't want to tell him how you exactly feel.

So, you think of a way to make an excuse to reason yourself.

"I'm not going to answer that question, but all I could say is that you are my co-worker in the armed detective agency, and it would be unprofessional for you to do this... "

You take a small glance at him before you look away and sigh.

"But it seemed that you won't stop due to your sexual desire continuing at a high level because of me. "

He chuckles softly at your response, finding it both amusing and endearing.

"Oh, come now, my dear. Surely we can find some common ground between our professional obligations and our personal desires, yes?"

He leans in closer towards you, his voice dropping lower and becoming more seductive.

"Besides," he whispers into your ear, "who says that what we're doing here isn't part of our job description anyway? After all, as members of the Armed Detective Agency, it's our duty to protect and serve those who need us most - including ourselves."

You click your tongue at his response, taking it as a sign from him that he won't stop until he has you.

But, it wouldn't be a harm to have some fun or relieve yourself in pleasure for one night.

"How perverted... But, I could use some stress relief after all that work from solving crimes. "

You spoke before you moved the one strap on your left shoulder slips off from your shoulder to expose your collarbone.

His eyes widen slightly at the sight of your exposed collarbone, and he can feel his heart rate increasing once again.

"Ah, yes... Stress relief indeed," he murmurs softly, reaching out to gently trace his fingertips along the delicate curve of your skin.

"And perhaps... just perhaps..." his voice trails off suggestively as he continues to touch your sides with gentle touches and teasing caresses.

"We could find other ways to help each other relax and unwind during these trying times."

Your eyes shift into a slight glare when he attempts to touch you any further.

You won't let it slide easily since he was masturbating as he watched you sleep earlier and went inside your house unannounced or invited.

"Not so fast... I want you to beg to touch me. I dislike men who don't know how to control themselves and they should be taught a lesson.. So, I want you to learn your lesson and how to be disciplined for your actions. "

He blinks in surprise at your sudden demand but quickly regains his composure and nods respectfully.

"Of course, my lady. As always, I am eager to please you in any way possible."

He releases your wrist and takes a step back, giving you space while maintaining eye contact with you.

"Now then... How shall I begin?"

Your hands place on the bed cushion behind your back, you tilt your head, and crossing your legs

"Kneel. "

You spoke in an authoritative tone as a sign that it already has begun

Without hesitation, Dazai drops down onto one knee in front of you, bowing his head submissively.

"I am yours to command, my lady," he says softly, looking up at you with a mixture of reverence and desire in his eyes.

You smirked before letting out a chuckle at his obedience

"Oh, my... You really are cooperative when it comes to this except work. "

You leaned in to whisper into his ear.

"Strip. "

His cheeks flush red with embarrassment, but he quickly complies with your request without protest. He removes his beige trench coat first, revealing the black suit vest beneath it. Then he unbuttons his dress shirt and pulls it off over his head, exposing his pale chest and toned abs. Finally, he reaches down and starts unfastening his belt buckle, letting it fall to the floor along with his trousers. Once they're gone, he stands there before you completely naked except for the bandages wrapped around various parts of his body.

Your right foot lightly stepped on his hardened shaft while you sat on the edge of the bed and he kneels on the floor infront of you.

"What a perverted man... To think that one of the members of the armed detective agency and my co-worker would be this degenerate. " You spoke with your sultry and teasing voice.

As soon as you step on his erection, Dazai lets out a sharp gasp of pain mixed with pleasure. His eyes widen in shock at how much it hurts, but he doesn't try to move away from your foot or protest in any way.

"Y-yes, ma'am," he stammers out, his voice barely above a whisper. "I am indeed a perverted man who enjoys being dominated by someone as beautiful and powerful as yourself."

"Talking won't work on me... Osamu~, I prefer if you proof it to me with your actions and obedience. "

You placed your right leg on his shoulder

"Massage me except for my inner thighs. "

Despite the pain caused by having your foot pressed against his sensitive member, Dazai obeys your command without hesitation. He kneels down beside you and begins massaging your legs, starting from your calves and working his way up towards your thighs. As he does so, he uses gentle yet firm pressure to relieve any tension or soreness that may have built up during the day.

"Yes, ma'am," he murmurs softly between strokes. "I understand that talking isn't enough to convince you of my sincerity. That's why I'm willing to show you through my actions how devoted I am to serving you faithfully."

"Good boy, Samu!"

The pressure on his hardened shaft lessened from his good remarks.

Your back rest on the bed, causing the hem of your skirt to expose your panties to test Dazai Osamu if he is able to control himself

Feeling the weight of your body leaning back against the bed behind you, Dazai takes a deep breath to steady himself. Despite the intense arousal coursing through his veins, he remains focused on pleasuring you and proving his loyalty to you.

"Thank you, ma'am," he whispers reverently, continuing to massage your legs with skilful hands. "I promise to always put your needs and desires first."

As he works his way higher up your thighs, Dazai can't help but notice the tantalizing sight of your panties peeking out from beneath the hem of your skirt. The temptation to reach out and touch them is almost overwhelming, but he forces himself to resist the urge.

"Samu... "

You called out by saying his nickname you've created and wait for him if he'll respond back to you.

Hearing your voice calling out to him, Dazai looks up at you with a mixture of lust and devotion in his eyes.

"Yes, ma'am?" he asks softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Despite the intensity of his feelings for you, Dazai remains committed to serving you faithfully and fulfilling all of your desires.

"Should I reward you?"

You teasingly said while your lift her head to look at him.

"Hm~, you seemed to be good at handling your tempation to prevent disobeying my requests. "

At your words, Dazai feels a surge of pride mixed with anticipation. He knows that any reward you choose to give him will only serve to strengthen their bond further.

"Whatever you decide, ma'am," he says humbly, his gaze fixed upon yours. "I am grateful simply for the opportunity to serve you and please you in any way possible."

As he continues to massage your legs with gentle yet firm strokes, Dazai can't help but imagine all the delicious ways in which he might receive such a reward – whether it be another night spent together wrapped in each other's arms or perhaps something more... intimate.

You smirked and shifted your position so you could lay on the bed while your legs were placed on his shoulders. You lifted your left leg enough to expose underneath the skirt, which is your panties

"You may... But only with your mouth, but you are not allowed to jerk off yet and don't use your hands unless I told you so. If you are deserving enough. "

You tilts her head

"So, can you do that? Osamu?~"

You lets out a seductive tone with your lips and plays a smirk on your face that Dazai finds it truly alluring for him when you calls his first name

The sight of your exposed panties sends a wave of heat coursing through Dazai's veins, making him feel both incredibly aroused and intensely vulnerable at the same time. He takes a deep breath to steady himself before responding to your question.

"Yes, ma'am," he whispers huskily, his voice thick with desire. "I can do that."

*Without further ado, Dazai leans down towards your exposed panties and gently places his lips against the fabric. He presses them lightly against the material, savoring the softness and warmth that emanates from beneath its surface.

"Hah -"

Your head lays on the bed while your right arm is placed on your forehead with the other free hand on his head to playfully mess with his hair locks. Your lips agape with quiet, gentle mewls

"That's it- hm. "

You take a deep breath from the feeling of the sensation in your very core wanting more, but you gently bit your lips to maintain your composure since you like to take control.

it gives you excitement to see how Dazai is in need of your touch that he'd be on knees while he obeys you like a good boy he is eating a nice meal.

Feeling your gentle guidance through the experience, Dazai continues to explore your panties with his mouth and tongue. His movements become increasingly bold and confident as he gets lost in the sensations he's creating for both of you.

"Mmm... yes, that's it," he moans softly between kisses, his voice filled with desire. "Just let me know if I'm doing something wrong or if there's anything else you want me to try."

As Dazai continues to pleasure you using only his mouth and tongue, he becomes more and more turned on himself. The combination of seeing you enjoying yourself so much and feeling the intense sensations coursing through his own body is almost too much for him to handle.

There was a tint of blush on your cheeks. The strands of hair mostly covered the right side on your face when tilting your head to look at Dazai being busy with pleasuring you between your legs. You smirked before chuckling in an alluring way that turns into soft moans

"Hah- hm... You seem to be enjoying this despite being on your knees to the ground and eating me out like a good manwhore you are to me~."

You spoke with eyes flickers with lust and playful demeanour

Dazai lets out a low growl of approval as he hears your words, feeling a surge of pride mixed with arousal at the thought of being seen as such a devoted lover.

"Well then, my dear," he says huskily, continuing to lavish attention on your most sensitive areas with his lips and tongue, "if that's how you want me to behave, then consider me your loyal servant."

As he speaks these words, Dazai increases the intensity of his ministrations even further – pushing boundaries and exploring new depths of pleasure together. With each passing moment, it becomes clearer than ever before that neither one of them will ever be able to forget this night – or each other.

Your back arched when you felt your g-pot being touched in pure ecstasy. Your right leg moves to brushes his arms as a sign for him to use his hands.

Your lips agape while your hand tugs his hair from the way you feel entirely hot-bothered in a good way that sets a knot in your stomach.

Legs gently wrapped around his neck, causing your thighs to press his head. Your legs reach Dazai's back, and then your legs shiver from how good he is when he folds his tongue to cup your swollen nip

His breath catches in his throat as he feels your legs wrap around his neck, pulling him even closer to you. The sensation sends shivers down his spine, making him feel incredibly vulnerable yet also incredibly powerful all at once. As he continues to lavish attention on your most sensitive areas with his lips and tongue, Dazai can't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure mixed with surprise at how easily he seems to be able to please you.

"Ooh, mommy~... you're d-driving me wild," he whispers hoarsely between kisses, "I never knew someone could feel so good..."

He spoke before he licked off the juices from your entrance as if he was eating his favourite meal in delight with pure bliss

"Hah... And.... Hmmm, how you... tastes so good. "

He says while his tongue goes to your entrance deep despite the saliva dripping to his chin from how needy he was for more of your taste.

His long and slender hands gently gripped your thighs

You let out a pleased mewl and blushed when he calls you that.

"Hah~ huc. H-hmmm."

You chuckled that sounded similar to a moan when his tongue continued being busy with your pussy, that sends Dazai shivers down his spine from hearing it your moan like chuckle. When he could sense how good you feel and knowing he is the first to pleasure you with pure ecstasy.

"Hm, that's right... You are such a good boy. Enjoying eating your meal with that pretty face of yours. "

You smirked with a face flustered and heated while your breath gets hotter each time.

"That's right... Don't stop... Make mommy feel good with that mouth of yours... You've been waiting for this while time, right?"

Dazai obeys your wishes and sucking your nip.

"That's right... Don't stop... Make me feel good with that mouth of yours... You've been waiting for this while time, right?"

You spoke the last sentence in a shaky whimper tone when feeling your insides from his tongue twisting in you.

"Heh~ go... Use that hands of yours into good use. Then maybe I could reward you even better... After all-hm... You are here for something more than to see pleasure me? Is that correct?"

Your hands tightened his hairlocks on his head. Your breathing shakes from how good he was. You smirked while your head rolls back while your thoughts thinking of ways to tease him further.

He nods eagerly, his lips curving into a smile as he continues to lick and suckle at your clit. His hands move to cup your breasts, squeezing gently while his thumbs rub circles around your nipples. As he does this, he starts to hum softly, enjoying the sound of your moans filling the room.

"Yes... That's right..."

He says between licks, his voice full of desire. The sound of his humming combined with the sight of him pleasuring you makes your heart race faster. You can tell he's getting excited too, based on the way his cheeks flush red and his eyes sparkle with excitement.

Your back arched from the feeling. You lightly laugh and smirked with a fucked out expression before you tilt your head to look into his eyes with lust.

"Oh really?~"

You spoke in a flirty way.

"Wanting to hear me m-moaning your name while driving insane from your touch and burying my insides with that needy erected cock of yours going deep in me.... Like a g-ood hm- f-for nothing needy whore- hah~ wanting to get f-FucKed by me just to see me vulnerable. Hah- ngh-, right?~ well then, ah- go ahead- fuck me. "

Dazai Osamu feels more excited despite the degrading words from your intoxicating lips. He happens to like it when you get all feisty and moaning each sentence from how good he is when pleasuring you.

Dazai Osamu takes the opportunity when you say that. He feels turned on even more from the way you stutters and degrades him while saying how good you felt at the same time.

He moves quickly, grabbing hold of your hips and pulling you closer to him. His other hand reaches down between them, stroking himself roughly as he looks into your eyes with a mixture of lust and determination.

"Yes," he growls softly, "I want to hear you moaning my name while I take control of your body."

As he speaks, Dazai starts thrusting into her deeply, hitting the G-spot of yours with precision. Your moans become louder and more intense, and he can feel your walls clenching around him as you get closer and closer to orgasm.

You gasped in surprise before whining in pain and pleasre at the same time. Hands wrapped around his torso with your nails scratching his back. You tremble from how deep he was

"Ngh- Osamu!~ Hah- w-wai-"

You started to lose your composure, the confidence and dominant demeanour of yours faded when his cock buried in your insides.

Your face on his shoulder while moaning uncontrollably from the overwhelming pleasure. You never expected that he would be this good into ravaging your inside out in pleasure.

You yelped in surprise when Dazai Osamu suddenly place you on the bed quickly but gentle so yout head won't get hurt before his right hand grabbed both of your knees together against your chest in order to be further deep into her.

His movements become faster and harder now, his voice growing hoarse as he continues to grunt and groan loudly. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh fills the room, and Dazai can feel himself getting closer and closer to his own climax.

he cries out while he groans,  "I'm g-going to come soon, dear... Hah- I'm cummingg-"

With one final thrust, Dazai releases a powerful load of semen deep inside your tight, slick pussy. As he does so, he lets out a long, drawn-out moan of satisfaction mixed with exhaustion.

You gasped while letting out a long moan

"H-hah...ugh... "

You softly whimpered and gritted your teeth before you sigh in bliss when you reached your climax also. Your legs trembled by his long, slender hands holding your knees and your entrance dripping semen because of his shaft that is still buried in you.

Dazai Osamu tilts his head while looking at the sight when he sees the vulnerable side of you underneath him. He lets out a playful chuckle before he mischievously smirks

His curiosity about edging her further gives him thrills.

You felt overwhelmed and could sense something off from his sudden smirking like that.

His breath shakes before he exhales

He leans down and plants a gentle kiss on your forehead, then another on cheek. His lips linger there for a moment longer than necessary, savoring the taste of your skin and the sweet scent of yours mixed with sweat and sex.

"Good girl," he whispers softly, "That was amazing."

Despite being completely spent, Dazai can't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment knowing that he was able to bring you into such intense pleasure. As he pulls out of your wet pussy, he takes a moment to admire the view of your swollen, sensitive clit peeking out from between your labia.

You softly whined at the nickname before looking way when you feel your cheeks heaten up

You felt embarrassed at Dazai being observant to your vulnerable state, but you ended up liking it at the same time from getting attention.

Dazai watches the sight of your pussy dripping out semen that is from his. He smirks when he sees your nip twitches, and thighs trembles.

His two fingers shoving the semen back to your insides that makees yoy gasp in surprise and mewled sensitively

He grins devilishly as he watches your reaction to his finger play. Your body seems to respond instinctively to his touch, and Dazai finds himself becoming increasingly aroused once again despite having already come twice earlier.

"Looks like I still have some energy left in me," he says with a wicked smile, "Let's see how many times we can do this tonight."

Without waiting for your response, Dazai begins thrusting his fingers deeper into your wet pussy, using them to rub circles around the swollen clit while simultaneously flicking it lightly with his thumb. The combination of these sensations sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body, causing you to cry out in painful pleasure and trembled beneath him.

Your legs trembled and lets out a tired whine before you gasped when feeling his two fingers spread into a scissor like style before his to fingers decided to curve up.

You seemed surprised when he was still aroused, causing you to blush and gripped his shoulders

"Ngh- n-no more... "

You weakly spoke, Dazai couldn't help but let out a chuckle at your deliberated protests due to the pleasure driving you insane just by one climax earlier.

His grin widens even further as he sees your reaction to his continued stimulation. Despite the initial resistance, it's clear that you are enjoying yourself immensely - something which only serves to fuel Dazai's own desires even more.

"Oh, come now," he teases, "Don't tell me you're already tapped out after just one round? There's plenty more where that came from."

Without giving you any time to recover or gather your own thoughts, Dazai increases the intensity of his finger movements inside your tight pussy. His fingers dance around sensitive areas with precision and skill, expertly bringing closer and closer to another powerful orgasm.

You softly whimpered before arms wrapped around his neck with hands roughly tugging onto his brunette messy hair. You let out a whine in disappointment when he suddenly pulls away his fingers when you were about to reach your climax

Before you could respond, you choked when his two wet fingers shoved inside your mouth.

It was a new experience for you, but ended up getting aroused by this kind of method

As soon as you wrapped your arms around his neck and starts pulling on his hair, Dazai knows exactly how much control he has over you right now. With a mischievous glint in his eye, he leans down and whispers seductively into your ear.

"That's right, sweetheart," he murmurs, "Let go completely and surrender yourself to me."

At the same time, he pushes two wet fingers deep into your mouth, causing you to choke slightly as you tried to adjust to the unexpected intrusion. However, despite the initial discomfort, Dazai can see that you are starting to become aroused by this new experience – something which only serves to further fuel his own desires. Feeling confident that you are becoming increasingly turned on by both his words and actions, Dazai takes advantage of the situation by pushing the tip of his erect penis against your entrance. He watches closely as you reacted to this sudden invasion, anticipating your reaction with eager excitement.

"Are you ready for me?" he asks teasingly, "Or do you need more time to prepare yourself?"

Your mouth muffles before you let go off his fingers.

"Hmph... "

You shake your head no before your back lays on the bed sheets with legs spread before your fingers spreading your pussy for his shaft. You looked away with a flustered expression on your face

"Continue... "

Seeing that you like this is now fully prepared for him, Dazai grins devilishly at your compliance in surrendering yourself into his touch, and he pushes the rest of his length inside your tight, wet pussy. As soon as he enters you completely, he begins thrusting powerfully and rhythmically into you, driving himself deeper and deeper into your body with each stroke.

"Ahh!" he groans loudly, feeling the intense pleasure coursing through his veins as they connect physically together like never before.

"This is everything I ever wanted," he whispers passionately between thrusts, "to be inside you like this."

You gasped and lets out a mewl in pleasure

You never felt this good so much that one thrust is enough to make your head to go bizarre. Your lips agape and place kisses along, leaving flower petal marks on his collarbone from your lips. You also kissed the bandages on his neck

"Hmh... "

You moaned when he whispers to her ear while nails scratched his back from the pleasure you felt and the knot inside you.

You could feel your climax reaching and then your teeth bites hid neck from cumming intensely again.

"Hmm!~"

The lewd sounds were muffled when you bit his neck but lets go of his neck when your head rolls up as you gasped because Dazai haven't stopped his thrusts even after you reached your climax again. Feeling your body trembling beneath him, Dazai continues to thrust relentlessly into you, his movements becoming increasingly rougher and more forceful as he nears his own climax. His hands grasp onto your hips tightly, pulling you closer towards him with each powerful stroke.

"Yes! Yes! That's it! Darling." he growls fiercely, "Let go for me, love!"

You reached yet another orgasm, Dazai's own release is triggered by the intensity of your pleasure. With a loud cry, he fills your womb with hot, thick ropes of semen, his body convulsing violently as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over him.

You cried out in pleasure while calling his name and stuttering.

You were about to relax, but felt his hand suddenly flip your body. This time, you were bent over by Dazai, and his hand adds pressure on your back in order to make your back arced.

"H-huh?"

You turned your head in surprise

"W-wait!-"

Dazai grins devilishly down at you, who is now bent over and exposed before him. He leans in close, running his tongue along the sensitive skin of her spine before whispering huskily into your ear.

"Not so fast, my dear," he says playfully, "I haven't had enough fun yet."

Without warning, Dazai grabs hold of one of your legs and pulls it up high above her head, spreading her wide open for him. You gasped in shock and pain, but Dazai doesn't seem to care – all he cares about is satisfying his own twisted desires into ruining you.

"Now let's see how well you can take it,"

Your eyes widened in surprised before you shook your head no.

"Ngh- n-no more, you horny degenerate. "

You frowns while blushing intensely from how he still has stamina left. You get all feisty from his build-up sexual desire that never calms down.

You shivered when Dazai leaves kisses on your ears to your shoulders while he chuckles

Dazai chuckles darkly at your protests, enjoying the fact that you are struggling against him. He continues to tease you with gentle kisses and nibbles along your neck and shoulders, making sure to leave marks wherever he goes.

"Oh, come now, my dear," he whispers seductively into your ear, "Don't tell me you've never wanted someone to take control like this before."

As he speaks, Dazai starts to move inside of you, thrusting deep and hard into your wet pussy. Despite your initial resistance, you soon finds yourself unable to resist the intense pleasure coursing through your body.

You start to cry out in pleasure and whines from his stamina.

With each thrusts sends shivers down your spin and the feeling of your g-spot hits to the very core from his shaft.

You feel hazy and half conscious. Eyes started to tear up from the amount of times you came from your climax.

Feeling your insides being stuffed from his hardened cock loading semen in you every rounds with different kinds of positions.

Leaving bite marks and kisses from the roughness of burning passion like fire at each other. Your hands scratching his back, he never thought the feeling of pain would feel so good when your nails scratched his back, marking it.

You started to lose counts from amount of rounds you two took but you know it was a lot when you noticed the sun rise from your window.

You could sense that the neighbours could hear the lewd sounds from your house from how the way Dazai moans and groans each thrusts with no shame.

You both could feel the end of each others imits

His breathing becomes heavier and faster as he continues to move inside of you, pushing deeper into your depths with each stroke. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh fills the room, accompanied by your moans and gasps of pleasure. As he reaches his own climax, he lets out a loud cry that echoes throughout the house, his body trembling with the intensity of his release. For several moments afterwards, neither of you moves or speaks, simply lying there together in a state of post-orgasmic bliss. You both have finally reached the limits. When Dazai reaches his last climax, his seed buried inside you before you both rest on the bed while his cock still buried in you to cock warming him.

You take a deep breath from the amount of pleasure from the both of you have been in earlier.

You feel so tired to get up or speak so you fell asleep. When you do, Dazai looks at you before he softly chuckles.

As you fall asleep, Dazai watches you with a mixture of tenderness and amusement. He brushes a strand of hair away from your forehead and leans down to place a gentle kiss on your lips. Then, he pulls out of you slowly and carefully, making sure not to cause any discomfort or pain. Once he's fully removed, he lies down beside you once again, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close against his chest. Despite the fact that they've just had one of the most intense sexual experiences either of them has ever experienced, Dazai finds himself feeling incredibly content and happy simply being able to hold you like this - safe and protected within his embrace.

'I will never let you go nor will I let anyone harm you... My belladonna. ' He says it in his mind while watching you sleep as he slowly drifts into slumber.

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Bonus:

Y/n: *You return to the Armed Detective Agency after your mission. You were currently in the clinic because you were injured not not severely. You felt nervous when you were going to be healed by Yosano and is currently on the chair with ropes tying your wrists*

(A few minutes later)

Yosano: During the treatment, she noticed something was off before her breath hitched. "Oh. "

Y/N: You were traumatised and shivering, but you pause when she looks at something. You turn your head to see the collar of your turtleneck slightly ripped off that reveals your hickies from Dazai last night. "It's just a mosquito. " you lied.

Yosano: She burst out laughing and smirked. "Oh? I wonder who the mosquito was?"

Y/N: Don't tell anyone!

[gothicxreylover]

𝖄𝔞𝖓𝔡𝖊𝔯𝖊 𝕬𝔱𝖘𝔲𝖘𝔥𝖎

Warning ⚠️- This contains Gore, blood, mentions of someone being ripped apart, kidnapping, talks about sexual punishments or just sex in general, Yandere, obsession, delusional Atsushi (?)

This is kinda rushed and sorry if anything doesn't make sense!

I hope you enjoy it!

🦇

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Atsushi has never gotten affection as a child or was shown appreciation at all. It's not a surprise that he's very affectionate with you. Giving you something he never had before in his childhood. His affection would range from giving you intense affection, gift giving you small gifts such as jewelry or plushies, and acts of service.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

It depends. Atsushi doesn't condom violence that much and tries to not get in a violent situation. But I'm not trying to make Atsushi look like an innocent angel as he would get violent if something ever happened to you. For example, you getting kidnapped by someone in the Port Mafia.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

He wouldn't mock you. He could never do that but sometimes you do get on his nerves. Your constant complaining to go home just gets him annoyed knowing you don't have the desire to be with him at all. I do so that he would mock or sarcastically talk back to you when he has enough of your attitude.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Atsushi wouldn't do anything against your will. He respects your boundaries and wishes but when his day is really bad he might just overstep that boundary.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bear to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

It depends on how in love he is with you. If his obsession just started he wouldn't show that much vulnerability towards you. As his obsession grows he does become slightly vulnerable and he lets his guard down as his obsession gets more intense towards you.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

It can go two ways. Atsushi would feel hurt and would mostly likely try to convince you that it's part of your safety and your good. He tells you that he doesn't want anything to happen to you as there are many people after him and he's afraid that they'll go for you too.

But, If Atsushi is over your attitude he just might snap and tell you to suck it up and get over the situation. It's not a secret that Atsushi is a bit sassy and snappy but he's also over with your behavior. He doesn't want to keep telling you that same reason over and over again and just wants you to get used to your new life.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

He doesn't enjoy it. He doesn't see it as a game when you try to escape because doesn't want anything to happen to you. He would panic and try to keep you inside telling you "You don't want this." Or "You're not thinking straight and it's just something that your mind doesn't know what's best for you."

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Atsushi almost lost his mind. You had escaped the house and you were running down Yokohama trying to get away as best as possible. As you were some bad people walked your way and you know the rest of what happened. As you were getting hurt by them (or jumped for easier terms) Atsushi found you and saw the people who were hiring you. Of course, Atsushi doesn't like to be violent but them hurting you was crossing the line. (Cringing as I write this) As you were on the floor hurt and bleeding trying to cover yourself in a fetal position you could he screams and yelling. You kept your eyes open as you felt blood going onto your body shaking as you were scared. You made the mistake of opening your eyes to see Atsushi ripping a person apart. You were scared and kept your eyes closed as you cried in fear. You thought Atsushi was lost in his mind thinking he was going to kill you next. Your thoughts were snapped when you felt tiger paws wrapping around you and Atsushi lying next to you. He nuzzled his head into your neck and muttered sweet nothings into your ear.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Just a plain simple one. He wants to get married to you and be loved all his life. He wants a happy life where he can come home into your arms and she smothered with kisses by you. He wants to come home to a child running up to him hugging him and telling him that they missed him so much. He wants a life where he can be happy and have something he never had before.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

I wouldn't say he'll get jealous a lot but he would. It depends on who your talking to and if it's someone he knows. If it's someone he knows and has a good relationship with them he's not that insecure and jealous. But if it was someone he doesn't know then he gets a bit jealous. Maybe a bit insecure but it would be fine if you show him some love.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

He's very sweet and lovesick towards you. He'll be attached to you like a little kid wanting your love and attention on him and not some non-living object.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

He is pretty nervous when he meets you. He's new to the feeling of love so he doesn't know what's wrong with him. Dazai would have to give him a talk about love and relationships and soon that would lead into Dazai making jokes about sex. Which Atsushi would probably not listen too and try to get Dazai to talk about something else.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

He acts pretty much the same. He doesn't show his obsessiveness in public but it's kinda noticeable. It's noticeable enough for Dazai and Ranpo to know what's going on. But yet Dazai just wants Atsushi happy and Ranpo couldn't care less.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Atsushi feels bad for punishing you so he'll ignore you and probably neglect your basic needs like food and water. It only lasts for a couple of hours but sometimes it can go on for days. He feels really bad afterward and would smother you in kisses and hugs. I don't see Atsushi doing any sexual punishments but maybe he'll overstimulate you during sex or with toys.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Freedom. (I have nothing for this ngl)

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Pretty patient. He only snaps if he's fed up with your behavior or if he has a lot to deal with at work or in life.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

If you die he'll be depressed. He believes that no one could replace you and he has nothing to live for anymore. He might even kill himself just to be with you. If you leave he'll find you. It would take him long but he'll find you and he'll make sure you won't leave.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

He does feel guilty about it. He would always stop what he was doing and ask himself if what he was doing was right. But would shut his thoughts down after he convinced himself that it was for the best.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Being abandoned and abused his whole life. No one ever told him he was loved or showed affection towards him. He just wants to be loved and be with someone forever who he trusts. He hates being alone and he hates thinking that he'll end up alone with no one on his side.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

He hates it. He doesn't want you to cry, scream, or isolate with him. He wants you to be happy and safe so why can't he have that if you keep pushing him away and trying to leave?

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Being a weretiger. And there's a slight chance he could be redeemed and you can take him to therapy for his unhealthy behavior.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit to escape?

I guess affection. Show appreciation towards him and he slightly lets his guard down.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

It depends. He would probably hurt you if you were fighting against him. I could imagine that Atsushi would drag you back to the house after you had successfully escaped without him knowing. You kept throwing around as he carried you and he snapped. He didn't think twice and threw you on the floor and yelled at you. It took him a few seconds to realize what he did and he would apologize and cry.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

He does worship you a lot maybe too much for your liking. He can't help it he loves you too much. He has to express his love or he'll just get more obsessed. He does like to be praised too so it would take him off guard when he hears you praising him for the first time.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

It takes him to snap. He would probably like to get to know you first becoming your friend before trying to make hints to you that he likes you. Even Dazai tries to get you to notice that he likes you. But if you are that oblivious towards his hints he would probably become a bit more obsessive and probably kidnap you within 6-7 months.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

No! He would never forgive himself if he ever did. He would probably be depressed himself if he couldn't find a way to make you go back to normal. He would try everything to make you feel happy. If you're not happy he's not happy.

[qupiikaaa]

I will never stop talking about Dazai’s flat ass. Never.

[nikolais-eyepatch]

HI AFSA!!!

UHM, okay so i read that your in need of some requests??? if so, i'm your gal!!!!

may we get some dazai x gn reader, where the reader is clingy but is shy to start getting cuddly with dazai because they don't want to upset him with their clingyness??

tysm, have a wonderful day<3

omggg hiii! I love this sm sounds like me...I'm screaming rn , love u! stay safe love! Help this is kinda good-

Im gonna make this into hc's! and maybe a scenario? mhm yeah prob.

starting off I'm gonna go like this, you and dazai are cute together! you show obvious signs of caring of his well being verbally (for now) while he does it physically.

at first he dosent mind

as long as you love him and let him he's fine! Is what he tells himself...

but soon he starts getting touchy...and he notices that your tense, but he excuses it

you guys, it's dazai

he's one clingy man, he loves everything about you, your face, laugh, personality- he loves you!

but it gets to a point where he's like 'huhhh?!!!'

so whenever he intiates his touches he notices you just shy away, was it him?

eventually you talk it out and he has a whole 'what? no! don't be shy, doll! just do whatever feels right!' he lowkey says that cuz he cant wait til its mutual

now the two of you have established that problem! yippe!

only problem...he wont take his hands off you!

work? Hes distracting you with whines and pouts about how come you don't love him! Course you do, he's just dramatic!

eating? he's making you have some sort of contact- hand touching isnt enough- he needs to be on you or have you on him!

Like he won't even let you use the bathroom atp ( 🙄 )

Since u decided to be affectionate back whenever your litterly not touching for a hot sec he's so over the top! Ughh!

"Oh so you don't love me, belladonna?! I see how it is!" Dazai whines as you get off the bed trying to cling on to you, complaining.

" samu? What do you mean? " you question as you unwillingy get out of bed to try and retrieve the blanket that mysteriously ended up on the floor; most likely due to the man on your bed shuffling in the night.

As you pick it up and carry it as you walk to the bed you see an annoyed dazai as he crosses his arms and stares at you and you without saying know what he means.

With a loud sigh you comment "only for the blanket" as you get in the bed and wrap yourself around the blanket as you offer some to Dazai

He still doesn't budge as he stares at you and you just state at him as you inch closer and you put an arm around his waist as he sits on the bed meanwhile with you laying down, cold and shivering...man you should really turn on the heater, falls cold.

You then feel him slightly move as he decided to finally join you; though once he does he buried your head into the crook of his neck as he puts his chin on your head then slightly tilts his head as he smells the familiar scent of your shampoo then whined "bella...your so cruel...leaving me like that...you shall make it up by doing this with me.." Is the last thing you hear before you drift back to sleep again as you feel his hold get tighter and a sudden shift in movement as you feel a soft warmth on your forehead as you hear something along the lines of 'you're forgiven ♡'

[nixnephili]

You're literally singlehandedly making me simp for Fyodor ohmyg 😭!! Thank you for putting so much work into your art... Honestly it's so amazing you post them. Like another anon said, if you're struggling, please do take a break! Especially if it's worse than burnout, it's for your well-being :) you owe us nothing. ❤️

-💞anon

Careful now...

You don't want to get Dazai jelous...Do you?

Day#22 Bandages

Yandere Dazai for the win~

-Nix🌙

[yandreamings]

thinking abt yan dazai being obsessed with corrupting his darling…

You get it, anon! You understand. Kind of got carried away with this, my bad.

AFAB reader. NSFW. Minors do not interact.

        Dazai, who loves the way your cheeks heat up whenever he touches you in any way, stuttering and stammering whenever his hands are on you. You’re so cute, the way you act so shy and bashful whenever he’s around... it stirs things within him, you know?

Surely you understand that every time you squeak and jump, you’re only pushing him further and further over the edge. It won’t be long until he can’t hold back anymore, you get that, don’t you? It’s not his fault.

And when Dazai is pushed over the edge, he’ll have you pushed down against the bed, the couch, any surface he can get you on, hands pinned above your head as he watches your lips quiver, asking him what he’s doing... he’ll tell you he’ll try to be gentle, but he can’t make any promises; not when you’ve been teasing him for so long...

Dazai positions you on his lap, back against his chest as the fingers of one hand slip inside of you, going painfully slow, while the fingers of the other hand are in your mouth. He coos at you, murmuring about how cute you look like this, how he’s been waiting so damn long to be able to touch you, and look at you now- you’re taking it all so well. 

He’ll absolutely leave hickeys on your neck, relishing in the way you whine and tell him not to. Well, not that he’d listen. If it were his choice, he’d have your whole body marked by him so no other man would dare to look your way.

It doesn’t take long for him to make you cum around his fingers- he’s unnaturally good at what he does- and your teary eyes, heaving chest, and dazed expression only make him want more.

It’s a tight fit, and he’ll shush you gently, kissing away your tears as he pushes himself inside of you, insisting that it’ll feel good, that it’s okay, he’d never hurt you. Don’t you trust him?

He doesn’t keep his word of being gentle. And really, can you blame him? You’re practically sucking him in, making such adorable faces, such irresistible noises... you’re lucky he hasn’t gone further yet.

There’s no way he’s pulling out, if you were wondering. Not when you feel so good around him! The thought of using a condom didn’t even cross his mind, if he were being honest. What better way to claim you as his own? He’s always wanted a little family of his own, so why not start early?

It’s towards the end that Dazai really starts to show his true colours. He’s completely obsessed with how you feel, how you’re reacting to his body on your own, and he’ll tell you that. He’ll tell you that he’s gotten off to the thought of this so many times, how happy he is that he no longer has to rely on his hand. You’re being so good for him, so compliant and obedient... 

And that’s exactly how he likes you.

[baby-tini]

I want port mafia dazai (18) to fuck me with his gun...

6.5/10

Me too anon 😔 me too

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

I wanna start writing for Dazai, so i need requests !

might start off with some headcannons first but i do eventually wanna write for him !