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seukorei · 2 months
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light a candle for me when i die, won't you?
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shrimpkini · 14 days
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Okay I KNOW I said there were a few drawings I had yet to post like kitty skk and t4t skk smut. But then I made this…and I’ve been on a possessive beastzai kick.
ALSO, fear not, my skk are competitive switches so there will definitely be be subby Dazai in the future.
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c0riiander · 30 days
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sighs
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hopelessdazai · 20 days
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✿ 》I'll have you muzzled and caged, ill put you right in your place, you want it.
╰⧼ 🪻 note.. ⧽ ; this was in my drafts for a period . I actually finished it tho so be proud of me ( reblogs appreciated !!! )
╰⧼ ☀️ features.. ⧽ ; beast dazai x gn!reader x beast chuuya ( reader is afab but only a cunt is mentioned ) WC : 1.5k
╰⧼ 🌙 contents.. ⧽ ; smut, petplay, buttplug (but it isnt used), handcuffs, chuuya is soft and dazais a little of a dick, it kinda gets right into it so be warned, actual smut begins after the divider.
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“..puppy ears?”
the velvet headband was clutched between your fingers. a gift box on the table in front of you from the boss of the Port mafia. Dazai, your personal trainer. He didn't reply at first, simply smiling down at you - before stepping beside you and taking a layer of crinkled tissue paper off.
“There's a tail in there too.”
and that there was. your eyes caught specifically on the glint of a metal plug on one end. He would pull a stunt like this, you thought. to the side was a bone gag, a crystal white with a pink ribbon to tie around your head. shit, and there's matching handcuffs? How much was in here? You look up at him for a moment, your mind reeling.
he'd said you worked like a dog before this, but wasn't this a little self indulgent?
“..is this a joke?” You look up at him. wishing for some resemblance he was holding back a laugh. hoping this was some gag to mock you, that you don't have to actually wear these things. but there was nothing but a smile.
“a joke? I don't think so.” he hummed, taking the headband out of your hands and gently placing it into your hair. “I picked colours that would suit you, you know? it'd be a shame if you were to waste my money and not make use of them.”
you scoff, picking out the tail and holding it idly in your hands. It was soft. nothing you would've been into, nor what you'd wear for your boss when you're in the damn mafia. and for a moment you found yourself wondering if quitting without a notice was allowed here.
“I can help you put everything on.”
a laugh escapes your throat, one which you couldn't stop the bubble from popping. He had to be kidding, there was just no way someone like him had the nerve.
But he wasn't laughing, he wasn't even smiling anymore.
shit, he was serious.
“I discussed it with chuuya beforehand,” He begins, walking around the desk to sit himself down, one leg crossing over the other. “He wishes to see you in the getup too, if you don't mind.”
“This wasn't in my contract.” You frown, placing the tail on the table - the plug end making a small clatter. “When i signed up to work here, there wasn't anywhere that said I needed to prance around in sex wear.”
“Did you not read the fine print?”
there was a fine print?
you hesitate, shaking your head. “I don't see how that matters. this has to be some human rights thing ..” your voice trails as the door to the office opens, familiar ginger hair in your peripheral vision as he strolls over to stand beside you, giving you a smile. you smile back.
“Chuuya, it seems we're having some obedience problems..” Dazai begins, his hands coming to rest in his lap. “the outfit we so carefully chose for them, they refuse to wear. isn't that cruel?..”
You glance at Chuuya, and he looks back for a moment. no words are shared. but there's a mutual understanding of why you might be hesitant - a human response.
Dazai continues, “You've always spoken about wanting a dog, haven't you, chuuya? and you've certainly spoken more than once about wishing how (name) was with us during our sessions.”
Chuuya chokes on his spit, there's a strange silence afterwards.
“..I suppose.” He mumbles, crossing his arms and looking away from the both of you. Dazai stands up, walking around the desk to where you are. His hand rummages in the box for a moment, taking out a collar and clipping it around your neck.
“It suits them. don't you think, chuuya?”
he turns to look at you, mumbling something under his breath as he steps forward to twist the collar to suit your neck better. you mentally thank the fact you're stuck between two people who even each other out, at the least.
Chuuya gently pulls you close by the waist, holding your hands behind your back as he nuzzles himself into the crook of your neck. you feel dazai clip the handcuffs around your wrist, all happens without a word spoken.
The gingers lips encase a small area of your neck, gently sucking as you let out a light whine. you feel dazai slip closer behind you, his hands on your hips and an unmistakable bulge pressed against the curve of your ass.
shit, what have you gotten yourself into?
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you would've done more if your hands weren't tied, and if you could do anything but let out a guttural moan as chuuya's tongue collected the slick off your cunt, you're sure you would've asked them to be gentle.
you blinked a hazy eye open, met with dazai's tip smearing precum against your cheek. a smirk on those lying lips of his. bastard. the clasp from the bone gag in your mouth clicked open, dropping to the floor with a thud. It almost made you flinch.
“Now, do you promise to behave?” The brunette hummed, his voice an almost patronising sing-song tone. You felt Chuuya grip your hips from behind, pulling you back onto his face. it prevented you from having any response but a whine. Dazai simply scoffed, slapping your cheek before forcing your lips apart with his thumb ; resting it on your molars. your drool escaping the side of your mouth.
“I expect a response when I speak to you.”
you did try, but with chuuyas tongue deep inside you and with dazai's thumb in your mouth, you could barely even think straight, let alone make any stupid promises.
“you're giving me the silent treatment, hm?.. bad dog ..”
you let out a whine, shortly cut off as the back of your throat was blocked by Dazai's cock. your nose pressed against the bush of pubes he hadn't even bothered to shave. He stayed deep as you gagged and your throat closed around him, your eyes tearing up.
“there we are..” He muttered, gripping the back of your head behind your faux puppy ears, forcing you to take his cock into your mouth as he practically used you as a human fleshlight. you could barely even let out any sound, your airflow practically fully cut off as your throat was rammed full.
chuuya’s thumb swiped your clit, rolling gentle circles that contrasted the brutal pace dazai used your throat in. it was just too much, letting out sounds you didn't even know you were capable of making. drool glossing your lips as tears run down your cheeks. your mascara had to be ruined.
“hah- look at you. pretty little thing .. the sounds you're making now ..” Dazai whispered, a low rumble of a chuckle leaving his throat. “It’s the smartest I've ever heard you be, you know?.. keep making noise for me, just like that..”
the rustle of fabric behind you as chuuya laid himself down under you, gently rubbing circles on your ass as your thighs shake from keeping yourself up.
“sit down f'me. be a good pup.” you hear him mumble. and you can feel his temper grow as you hesitate, dazai tugging on your hair hard enough for you to look up at him, eyes glazed over from tears.
“You were given an order, were you not? sit. down.” you gradually obey, feeling chuuyas mouth enveloping your wet cunt again.
it's too much, everything is too much. dazai’s pace on your throat increases, the gasps leaving his throat become louder. as do the shaky grunts against your clit as chuuya makes lewd slurping sounds, obviously to provoke the room further. you can barely even fucking breathe, the knot in your stomach is so tight. so close.
“swallow.” Dazai mumbles, letting out an involuntary whimper as he buries himself deep in your throat, the bitter taste of his cum of which you had no choice but to swallow down. and you swear you might drown in it, almost blacking out as you cum on chuuyas tongue.
everything is quiet for a while, save for the sound of heavy panting coming from both you and dazai. chuuya crawls out from under you, wiping his mouth from your fluids and leaning back slightly. you can see the wet patch on his slacks, he came untouched from taste alone?
“That's better..” dazai mumbles, pulling his cock out of your mouth and letting go of your hair, not sparing a shred of sympathy as your front half hits the ground. your body stings, the exhaustion hurts. you can't process anything other than chuuyas warmth as he gently tugs you into his lap, your head to his chest with his hand running through your hair.
he's always been gentle with you, anyway.
“well, I think that was a rather productive usage of our time, no? wouldn't you agree, chuuya?” dazai looked down at the pair of you, a smile on his lips. You couldn't speak, your throat hurt. But chuuya pressed a gentle kiss to your temple and nodded.
“I certainly enjoyed it.”
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subtlefrosted · 4 months
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"I finally got to dispose of an unexploded bomb earlier! At long last y'know?"
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merildae · 2 months
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Feeling very emo about this guy
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sproutzai · 1 month
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beast dazai who can't have you so he resorts to stealing your used sex toys while you're asleep, clasping a hand over his mouth to silence himself - and fucking himself in the corner of your room while you're clueless .
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iinumaki · 4 months
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fem/long haired beastzai! <3
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osaevsky · 2 months
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imagine beastzai fucking you in the middle of a meeting against the desk for everyone to see. im drooling over just thinking about it (i know this prompt has been talked about a million times but I DONT CARE!! i eat it up every single time) -🦀
And pinning your arms behind your back to stop your squirming as well, or if that doesn't work with you, he will be just as glad to press his chest onto your back and pin you against the desk completely. Just fucking you till your brain goes mush, and you can only think of him and his cock drilling into you, not bothered anymore to get embarrassed over showing to everyone how much you're actually enjoying this.
I should make a one shot someday about this hmm.
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squidsandthings · 3 months
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Happy Birthday Sol :DD
Here's a little comic based off @bnesszai's fic for @osameowdazai's birthday <3
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I spent....so much time on this (only for it to turn out looking messy as hell). Sorry the cuts are weird I drew this as one long image but that was too big to post lmao. I hope ya'll like it. Sol, I hope you have a lovely birthday <3
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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 ~°•*'▪︎
Teen!Reader x Beast!Dazai
- I don't know what this is. I just needed to take this off my chest.
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The boss of the port mafia is your forbidden dream.
No, not on a romantic level; you aren't in love with him. Or that's what you like to think, hope. Maybe a little crush? Yeah, that must be it. Then again, you always hoped your father would bring you alongside him each Saturday ever since you were 11 years old and couldn't stay alone at home.
Your mother works from early in the morning to late in the evening, which means if your father didn't bring you with him to work, you would stay at home alone throughout the whole day.
But now you aren't a kid anymore; you can stay by yourself. You don't want to, though; you always go with your father to work, even though at first he preferred you to stay home.
"I always brought you with the terror of something happening to you. Now that you are older and can stay by yourself, you don't want to?"
At the end you convinced him, but it cost you a lot of pleading. He even tried to understand why, but you can't tell him it's because of your undying interest, maybe even obsession towards his boss.
Every Saturday, you find yourself in your dad's office, sneaking glances at the bookshelf full of notebooks, folders, books, and boxes. Sometimes you stay on your phone, hoping every second for your father to stop working on the files or computer and say something like, "I have to go see the boss, please stay here."
It's something you would never do. You act like the same child you were five years ago, just older.
You have seen the boss not many times... to be honest, you probably only saw him once, but it wasn't on purpose. Your father ordered you sternly to stay inside the office and wait for him to be back but you didn't listen to him, which made you see the most gorgeous creature your childlike eyes could ever see.
Since then, you never forgot him.
He was there, sitting with his hands under his chin, dark eyes not sparing even a glance at you as he analyzed whatever your father was blathering about with an incredibly focused, unblinking gaze.
But you, oh, you found him so interesting.
His behavior, his face, everything about him was so captivating that you never stopped thinking about him, not once.
Especially his voice; how could a voice so honeyed be so cruel, how could such a lullaby be so brutal? You remember your father trembling under his gaze, acting like he had done something wrong and waiting for some kind of punishment to come his way.
You didn't really understand at that time, and now that you are older, you don't remember their conversation; you aren't even sure if you listened to it, too focused on the way his voice was so soft it could put you to sleep, lulled by the sweetness of his tone.
It's normal for a child to develop crushes on older people, you know this, but is it normal for it to last so long, dragging on until your early 17 years old? Five years have passed, so why haven't you gotten over him yet?
You've never felt more ashamed in your life than you do right now.
Your own trail of thoughts is silenced by a harsh sound as your father smacks the papers on top of his desk, almost suddenly getting up from his seat.
Your eyes snap towards him, slightly wide as you didn't expect such a move coming from him; he's always fairly composed, so it's logical for you to react this way.
"I have to go see the boss. Yn, for the love of the clouds, stay here." he says, flashing you a hard look as if he wants to pin you down where you are standing.
Your response is a guilty smirk.
You will never stay put.
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whathorselegs · 1 month
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I love how Greek tragedy coded beast is, ignoring the romantic context of the original myths, there's so many that fit into Beast.
Akutagawa's long odyssey back to Gin, a journey seemingly cursed upon him for choosing vengeance over his sister. Dazai is Poseidon the God he failed to impress and set him on this treacherous path, Oda is Athena who gives him the tools and knowledge to overcome it after years of hardship.
The tasks he has to perform for the Agency are like that of the Labours of Hercules. The madness he has to atone for with these tasks are his bloodlust and need for vengeance. The Agency give him back his humanity, show him the light and help him heal, but it's not enough to keep him away from what the fates (Dazai) have planned for him.
Aku's and Gin's reunion is like that of Orpheus and Eurydice. Again Dazai plays the role of a God, this time Hades, the one who tore them apart in the first place and the who Aku has to make a deal with to get Gin back. A deal he could never win. He loses not because he looks back at Gin but because he keeps losing sight of her.
Gin is like Echo, having listened to Dazai's manipulations for so long they're all she can repeat when confronted by Aku. When Dazai is gone she fades away, unsure of who she is anymore.
Atsushi is the Minotaur, he is Medusa, he is the innocent victim turned into a monster, forced to play the beast the hero must defeat.
Dazai himself is like that of Cassandra, cursed with the gift of prophecy, he sees all that there could be and is isolated by it. He can't tell anyone what he knows and the only man he tries to, Oda, doesn't believe him.
Of course Dazai has to die, it's not a tragedy if someone doesn't die. Akutagawa and Gin aren't reunited, and Atsushi is forced into hiding because heroes don't get the reward they want, but what the Gods deem fit to give them.
And Dazai's final part, played beyond his death, he's the Patroclus to Chuuya's grief maddened Achilles.
Grief maddened just like Akutagawa was at the start of the story, because the God's games are never truly over and Sisyphus will always be pushing the boulder uphill.
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c0riiander · 5 months
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literally nobody asked for this😞😞
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dqzaiie · 7 months
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the way beastzai dedicated not only his own life, but an entire universe to fulfill the wish of a dead man from another universe, whom he only knew of through the memories of someone else, absolutely breaks my heart.
dazai ensured that odasaku survived AND that he worked at the ada in addition to writing a novel. their friendship transcends universes.
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g-uilt-tripping · 30 days
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noxxchive · 19 days
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sometimes all a man needs is [beastzai whimpering and moaning.mp3]
send tweet.
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