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rosalinesurvived · 8 months
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Sakaguchi Ango, the “lack of identity from having to constantly keep check of what he’s doing and who he’s spying on and how to keep from forming attachments” motherfcker, the “betrayed the only people who could’ve truly loved him because they met in these brief lapses inbetween their inevitable fates where they could truly just relax and be with each other” bitch, the “stuck with the ability to relive memories so he is both drowning in other people’s histories further alienating him from himself but he also has to relive having to cut out the only true thing he’s ever had” piece of shit, the “Still cares for Dazai and Oda, years down the line, still helps Dazai and the ADA using a Port Mafia communication technique even though Dazai nearly killed him because Ango knows the bomb was planted because of his role and its a violent action done out of Dazai losing someone he loved because sometimes violence is the only love they can share, and yet they both loved Oda so much he knows that helping Dazai and the ADA would be what Oda would’ve truly wanted” trashbag, the–
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oikasugayama · 4 months
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subm!ssive series: Ango
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MDNI, sexts, established relationship, EMPHASIZED mommy kink, whiny+submissive ango, soft dom reader, cunnilingus, cum eating, amazon position (click for illustrated reference), creampie
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It’s the natural progression of your relationship for you to become the more dominant one. Ango is inexperienced in love so he’s prone to neglect you without realizing it. You, however, are not one to let a good thing slip away so when he gives you the cold shoulder or acts like a brat, you force him to verbalize what’s bothering him and stop taking shit out on you.
More often than not the issue is stress from work and fear that his enemies will hurt you, so you spend a lot of time “taking his mind off” these things and “helping him destress,” ;) which also helps him manage his fears. However, he’s never had the most creativity or confidence in bed, so things gradually turn to you becoming more dominant here as well.
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You’re in bed when Ango gets home from work. The door slams shut behind him, his shoes and briefcase thump to the ground, and he quickly makes his way to your bedroom to find you.
You sigh happily, languidly smiling at him when he rushes through the doorway.
“Hi baby,” you say softly. “You’re just in time.”
He watches in awe as your sticky fingers gently pat your messy pussy, leaving trails of cum and wetness in the air between. He nearly falls to his knees right then and there seeing you all spread out and waiting for him.
“Come here,” you coo, holding your sticky hand out toward him. “I need you to clean this off.”
Ango rushes to your side, gently grabbing your wrist and holding it steady as he slips your fingers into his mouth. His eyes flutter closed and he moans softly as soon as the taste of you registers on his tongue.
“Good boy,” you say encouragingly, sliding your free hand up your naked body to caress your tit. You tug your hand away from him after a few seconds of his slurping and licking all of your slick off of your hand. He whines, trying to hold your wrist still.
“If you want a taste you need to use your words, Ango.” He opens his eyes and looks at you in his pathetic, tired, needy way, and you can already tell how this night is going to go. He’ll be putty in your hands the whole evening and crying by the time he finally cums.
“I want another taste of you, mommy. Please let me eat you out.”
“Of course. But you need to take your suit off first, and hang it up so it doesn’t wrinkle. I don’t want to have to iron it again.”
“Yes ma’am,” he says, quickly shaking off his jacket and unbuttoning his shirt. He stares hungrily at your body-- especially at your wet cunt-- as he undresses and hastily hangs his suit in the closet and puts his dirty clothes in the hamper. When he comes back to the bed, crawling up to you from the foot of it, he’s completely naked, just as you are.
“May I please?” he asks, laying between your legs, his face right above your aching pussy.
“Give me your glasses,” you say, holding your hand out to him. He takes them off quickly and places them in your hand. You take your time inspecting them-- making sure they’re not cracked, not too dirty-- and folding the arms closed. You reach to the side and set them carefully on the nightstand, then turn back to him and reach down, pushing his hair back from his face.
“How was work?”
He whines loudly, shifting his crotch against the bed. He doesn’t want to talk about work, just wants to get straight into the action, but you love teasing him.
“[Y/N]--”
“Who?”
“Mommy…”
“Good boy. Answer my question, Ango. How was work?”
“It was fine,” he says, glancing from your cunt to your face. “I finished a heap of reports about the last incident with the Armed Detective Agency,” he answers absentmindedly, not really able to focus on explaining the mind-numbing tasks he spent the last 8 hours doing.
“That’s good. Did you have to save them from trouble again?”
Ango whines again, his lip wobbling slightly. He can’t take his eyes off your cunt now and he licks his lips before he answers. “I was cleaning up after them. They didn’t technically do anything wrong, but I had to… prove it… mommy, please,” he whines, acting like he can barely hold himself back. You can tell that the second you give him the OK he’s going to dive in.
“Please what, Ango?”
“Please let me eat you out now. Work was really boring, I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I want to make you feel good, mommy.”
“Hmm…” You run your hands through his hair, scratching his scalp lightly in the way you know he likes. He nuzzles his head up into your hand and his eyes flutter closed again. You pretend to be thinking, humming a couple more times as you scratch his scalp. Finally, your hand stills and he looks at you.
“Okay,” you say, pushing his face down to your cunt. “Make me cum, Ango.”
His tongue immediately lunges out to taste a fat glob of your wetness and cum-- he knows you’d been playing with yourself before he got home; you’d been sending him pictures for an hour. He wants to know how many times you’ve cum already, but there’s no way in hell he’s stopping to ask you now.
He selfishly slurps up as much of your heat as he can before he finally points his tongue and  starts flicking it back and forth across your clit. He’s very knowledgeable when it comes to your body-- he knows exactly what it can take and what it can do. By the way your hands tightern in fistfulls of his hair and your breath hitches and your hips buck up to meet his face, he thinks you’ve probably already come twice, and now he’s determined to give you your third orgasm.
“Mm, Ango,” you moan, grinding your hips up into his mouth. “Good… good boy.”
His face burns with a blush but he also feels prideful and driven because of your praise. He wraps his arms around your hips, locking them together over your stomach to hold you in place. One of your hands pets his while the other stays in his hair.
He flattens his tongue and draws fat, lazy circles over your clit and hood, making you whimper each time he flicks over a certain, extra sensitive spot. He notices almost immediately and targets that spot next, flicking back and forth relentlessly, trying to work you up fast so you’ll praise him again.
“Mm… Fuck… You’re so good with your tongue, Ango.”
He moans into your cunt and buries his face further, almost lovingly nuzzling into it, getting your juices all over his face from his nose to his chin. He moves back to your clit and slurps and suckles on it given that it’s nice and swollen from your previous abuse of it. Your moans turn high and whiny. Your nails dig into his hand and claw at his scalp.
Cum, he thinks. Please cum. Please, please, please.
It takes a couple more minutes of fast licking and suckling but you do cum hard, grinding up against his face which you hold in place with both of your hands. He loves being used like this, loves when you ride his face even when he’s laying between your legs. He’d let you use him for your pleasure any day, more than happy to make you cum as much as you want.
When you finally let go of him, he doesn’t immediately get up. He kisses your pussy all over, from your clit down to your taint and back up. He spreads his kisses around your inner thighs, then dives back in, unable to help himself. He once again licks into your cunt, trying to slurp out as much of your cum and wetness as he can.
“Ango, stop,” you whine, squirming. “I wanna fuck you. Get up.” You whine again. “I need to be wet to get your dick in me, you dummy.”
“You’re always perfect,” he mumbles against your pussy lips. “So perfectly wet and tight and warm. I don’t deserve how perfect you are.”
“Oh, hush,” you sigh, petting his hair. “Get up and wipe your face, pet.”
Ango gives your pussy one last kiss and greedy lick before he lets go of your hips and shakily gets to his knees. You immediately look to see how hard he is, and just as you expected, he’s not only hard but he’s already oozing pre-cum.
“I love how much you love eating me out,” you say to him as he sits on the edge of the bed and uses a tissue to clean his face. You reach over and trace lines between the moles on his back. “You’re such a sweet boy. I wanna make you feel so good, baby. You deserve it for being such a good boy.”
“Thank you,” he says, tossing the tissue away and turning to face you. “I love you.”
“I love you more. Come here and lay down.” You sit up and get out of the way so Ango can take your place laying in the middle of the bed. He does so, immediately spreading his legs and holding his knees up slightly, knowing which position you’re going to go for.
You kneel right against his ass, your thighs bracing his to hold them further up. You lean down over him and kiss him, also taking the opportunity to push your breasts against his flat chest, knowing that he likes the feeling of your heavy tits on him. You make out with him, both of you panting and moaning softly into each others mouths as you start slightly humping his ass, leaving a small wet patch against his skin where your dripping cunt touches his skin.
“I need you,” Ango whimpers against your lips. “Please fuck me, mommy.”
“I’m getting there, baby, I promise.”
You pull back from his mouth and look down at his cock laying against his belly. You hold it gently and spread his precum around his tip, getting him wet and messy as you start to drag your hand up and down his shaft. He moans softly, biting his lip as he watches you.
“That feel good?”
“Yes, mommy.”
“You want me to put it in?”
“Yes, mommy, yes yes yes,” he pants, eyes widening, his hands reaching out to caress your sides and help you balance as you finally shift so you’re on your feet, crouching above Ango’s cock. You take it in your hand and point it up and slightly back so you can lower yourself onto it. You throw your head back and moan with your mouth hanging open.
“Ango, fuck. You have such a nice, big cock. It fills mommy up so good.”
Ango moans too, hands tightening on your waist. “Thank you, mommy. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
He babbles on, thanking you for fucking him as you start humping him, using his cock as if it’s yours. You make sure to hold his knees up and apart the way he does to you on the rare occasion he takes control, basically folding him in half as you fuck yourself on his cock.
“Touch me, Ango,” you tell him breathlessly after a moan-filled couple of minutes of humping him. “I know you wanna play with my titties.”
“Yes,” he sighs happily, reaching out to cup both of your breasts in his hands. He pinches your nipples, rolling them between his fingers, trying not to let them out of his hands as you keep fucking him. Your tits jiggle in his hands with every thrust and he feels his mouth watering at the sight of it. He wishes he could get them in his mouth, but it’ll have to wait for later.
You readjust your position, finally tired of squatting over him. You gently lower yourself onto your knees with his cock still inside you, making sure he doesn’t yelp or yell out or suddenly get hurt by the way your angle changes and makes his cock point down between his legs.
He only moans and keeps looking at you with love-struck pussy-drunk eyes, so you consider yourself good to continue. Now that you’re kneeling behind him, you can glide your hips back and forward as if grinding on him while riding, but since you’re behind him your thighs smack his ass with every thrust. You push harder, fucking yourself faster on his cock, making your skin slap against his, sending jolts through his whole body that have him shaking up and down on the bed from the force of your movements.
“Mommy,” he mewls, high and throaty. “Mommy, I need to cum. Please! I’m gonna cum. I can’t hold it in!”
“Cum in me, baby,” you tell him through gasping breaths. “Fill me up. Show me you love me and give me all your cum, Ango.”
By the time your hand has reached up to flick at his perky nipples, he’s already spilling deep inside your pussy, painting your walls milky white in thick spurts. He moans your name, and mommy, but mostly your name as he cums, and as he comes down from his high all he can whine is “I love you, I love you.”
You raise yourself up and let his softening cock slip out of your cunt. You both watch as his cum dribbles out of you and lands on the curve of his ass.
“Good boy,” you coo, swiping his cum up with your finger. You suck it into your mouth and taste him, humming happily. “You even taste good. That’s ‘cause you’re my sweet boy, huh?”
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philzokman · 3 months
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buraiha trio are the perfect representation of cringefail u have dazai repping girlfailure, ango repping boyfailure and oda repping healthfailure
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mixakuu · 6 months
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Yea, I have a type. 🖤
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night-dazai · 1 month
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requesting an ango x reader where reader gets hostage and ango just flips the hell out because he hasn't realize his s/o has been kidnapped for 2 days and his ass is so overworked he didn't know 😭
In the end he gets back to his s/o safe and sound 💕
Note: Sorry took a lot longer almost a month, was not feeling so good for the past weeks.
Let's Go Home :
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Tags: angst, kidnapping, comfort and fluff
Heavy eye bags, dead eyes, messy hair sweating in an air-conditioned room. Ango stood staring at the big screen in front of him, people near him froze seeing the hacked screen where you lay on the floor beaten and bruised. Dress torn, bleeding from your lips and a little from the head and unconscious your body lay while someone angled the camera to your puffy face strained with tears and blood “Release him, Jay whom you arrested a week ago if not she is done for good “ a voice said showing your face and chuckling another voice spoke .” Hey hey she is such a beauty lets not let it go to waste “ hearing that voice few more voices broken into laughter as the screen went black.
Coughing and wheezing you slowly open your eyes, which hurt. Your entire body hurt but your head hurt even more and so did your hands which were tied behind your back as you sat in the chair trying to look up at the men looking at you. “Your bf sure loves you I think he looked so horrified, “ one said. Words were heard but it was hard to process “Ango….” you thought “Sa….me” you mumbled before fainting once again recalling that night ……………………………….
“It is my fault …it is my fault “ he mumbled to himself holding his head and almost tearing his hair out. Ranpo was looking at the files he had shown about Jay while the director of ADA was talking with Mori “It has been 2 days, it is very risky now but since they showed she is alive …we can try I guess” he said while the director just listened staring at Ango.
His heart was beating fast, very fast for the past few hours and all he could imagine were the worst possible things those men could do to someone like you. A normal person who has no idea what about the cruel underground world.”If only I took her calls, if only…..I was there …”
“I should have never fought, even if I did I should have gone and said sorry. I should have not left her alone … She is not involved in this world at all ……” he thought his nails scrapping his scalp when a bandaged hand yanked it from his hair “Enough we found a location if Ranpo’s guess is the right its to best to go fast, “ he said.
Ango could hardly process what was happening, he tried searching for you for hours but had no clue but the moment the mafia and ADA joined hands it was in 4 hours they found your location, was he too tired to search, was he angry at himself for not taking your calls ? he did not know but he knew one thing “ they are going to regret it “ he said following Dazai and Ranpo out.
“Please take it I am sorry “ you kept thinking clutching the phone as if it were your life you kept calling your lover “Please ango I am sorry “ you mumbled keeping it close to your ear as the ring went and went and said the person had not taken the call. Tears ran down your face, you both fought yesterday night when he came home late for the 1000th time according to you “I was forced to work okay “ he said rubbing his temples indicating he was annoyed “If you do not want me in the house.... fine “ he said in a low tone and before you could react he had left the house and did not come home in the morning also.
In the morning when the doorbell rang, you ran to it thinking about how to say sorry, but something told you to take a look at the window near it and there stood 5 men one with a gun talking to the others.
Running inside you hid in your closet and called your lover but he did not take the phone, and it did not take long for the kidnappers to find you and here you were fainted all bloody and beaten up thinking how you shouted at your already overworked boyfriend “ I am sorry …” was all you could think.
“No more ..it hurts ….” when your whole body pain was felt again as you slowly started to gain conciseness you just wanted to rest. But no people were screaming and shouting, there were some harsh words “What was…was it…..” you paid a little closer attention “ Chuuya!” said a loud voice “she is in that room “.
The voice sounded familiar but you could not place it on anyone and instant gunshots were heard, but you could not move or do anything and at this point, your body was on the verge of collapse “ Ango…..be safe….” you thought and fainted as you a bright light in front of you.
The room door which burst open had Ango rushing into you while destruction and chaos were behind him. His hands skilled but trembling untied you from the chair, and he slapped your face gently “Wake up…wake up…y/n….” he said but you did not wake up.
Ranpo came in and stood at the entrance, he knew Ango for reasons and many knew him for various reasons but none were good. They have seen him smile and laugh but not one person has seen him this devastated. Dazai smiled a little standing next to Ranpo “ he found some he truly loves I guess “ he said.
Ango was rocking your cold body mumbling “You are safe …please see me y/n ..open your eyes please” his eyes were wet with tears “Let's take her to the office and get her treated “ Dazai said placing a hand on hso shoulder .
Your head had a sharp sting “Again….” you thought “Voice…just voc-Ango ?” you mumbled slowly opening your eyes. The room was brightly lit it took your eyes a few seconds to adjust but once it did you saw your lover.
Ango was talking to the director or ADA and Mori while the doctor lady from ADA was adjusting your IV “Ango..” you mumbled again a bit louder gaining all their attention.
He rushed to you, holding your hand “Y/n..yes me I am here ….i am here “ he said. His voice broke as he kept saying sorry, his hands were trembling. You have never seen your boyfriend like this and you also did not like this. You wanted to tell him it's okay and it's not this fault, you wanted to comfort him but your throat hurt at the thought of speaking loud.
Collecting any strength you had you pulled him closer by his shirt, hugging his neck you kissed his cheek “ I love you …” cough ..” home.. let's go home “you said. Your words made the man lose all kind of control and sob in your weak little arms but it felt so strong and warm as everyone left the room.
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koiblossom5 · 1 year
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oda: okay, truth or dare ango: truth oda: how many hours have you slept this week? ango: ango: dare oda: go to bed. ango: i don’t like this game
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Dazai: Don't worry, I got a plan.
Oda: Alright.
Dazai: TraitorSayWhat?
Ango: Excuse me?
Dazai: What?
Oda:
Dazai:
Dazai: No wait-
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ratsupremacyisreal · 9 months
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❥・•𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓸
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▸𝙱𝚂𝙳 𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝟻, 𝙴𝚙.𝟷
✧·····················*﹡❋ ❋ ❋﹡*·····················✧
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muerder-snail · 4 months
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Ango and the 13 year old homeless boy he adopted.
So this is Stephen as in Stephen king. He tried to rob ango but would up getting adopted by him instead. His ability lets him see ghosts and mimic there abilities or skills so he mimic oda a lot. Stephen mimicking oda does upset Ango a bit at first but after a while he gets used to him talking about oda and the orphans.
Stephen would grow to be apart of the other next gen kids I’ve made so you’ll see more of them here soon.
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barrywhelk · 11 months
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This frame alone has caused me to be insane
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Mini Headcanons #1
|Their secret cupboard|
|Part 1| Ango, Akutagawa sometimes i miss this plain old style but eh
Ango:
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You know this dude
He might just be owning all types of coffee. He practically lives on coffee
I feel like he has 5-10 pairs of glasses considering he would have his specs broken once in a while
He owns shirts. Any color, you name it, can be found there.
His face so smooth I feel like his cupboard might as well be filled with skincare products, facewashs to haircare, you name it.
Hair gels.
I secretly think he owns a pair of fake earrings which he likes to wear.
Akutagawa:
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I am pretty sure he inherited anything Dazai owned in the port mafia.
Him having an eyeliner and a black nail polish somewhere is a canon. you cant change my mind.
He is most likely to donate his cupboard to his sister cause, what does he even own to begin with?
I think his cupboard will have medicines to his ongrowing lungs disease
OH MA GOD BABY JUST DONT DIE-
Am pretty sure he even owns those large fancy dinner napkins which are shove down the collar of children for not dropping food.
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jubigiuu · 1 year
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Chuuango anyone
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rachi-roo · 1 month
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HELLO ROO ROO!!
F2 and Ango PRETTY PLEASE WUXUWHXJUWUS
I just wanna say I am absolutely GOBBLING everyrhing you do you wonderful human BEING UGH
Waaaaa! Greetings Noot-Noot! (Yes that's your nickname now XD) Gobbling you say? Well I has a snacc for you! One >//w//< coded Ango!
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Hella shy, WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HIM??? I know it was you! ( ・`ω・´)
Thank you soooo much for asking me to do this!! It's nice to practice this way (*^ω^) *forehead kith for u*
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If there is one character from Bungo stray dogs I'd fuck, It'd be Ango.
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reii-naa · 9 months
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saw this tweet on Twitter or should i say X because elon musk is a dick for removing a pretty birdie for some basic ass letter
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and i just want to say: ango needs a break and a hug.
ango has been in so much pressure throughout the entire bsd series:
being tsujimura's supervisor and somehow also tasked on taking care of ayatsuji (who is somehow "difficult", considering his teasing his taunting-like personality and another, his ability)
going undercover for the mimic and becaming a triple-agent during the dark era
betrayed oda (who was one of his best friends) and felt guilty about it. he lost him too.
during dead apple, yokohama was nearly bombed by the order. trying to maintain peace and work at this time was tiring.
risking his life for the ada and dazai, knowing full well that they are "criminals" and could lose and end his entire life/job/career
i really can't imagine how it would be when ango looses another one of his best buddies accompanied with a huge amount of stress and workload to deal with.
with the deal with ayatsuji being ordered around like a dog (being monitored for abnormalities 24/7, target over his head on a daily basis, government using/abusing his ability), and tsujimura alongside her ability (she persues on chasing the 'engineer' as work and 'revenge' for her deceased mother, her ability activating when she wants to kill someone/ability doing the killing and dirty work for her), it would be extremely hard to show emotion, mainly sadness, while doing work, as he can't afford to just suddenly break down during his risky tasks
i want asagiri to just let this man be free
ill be paying for his massages and therapy because this man is so pitiful pls i want to help him so badly
a/n: for those who don't know tsujimura(if didnt watch dead apple movie) and ayatsuji, theyre from a bsd spinoff called: Bungo Stray Dogs Another Story: Yukito Ayatsuji vs. Natsuhiko Kyougoku
its a manga and novel(if im aware of, but is unsure)
i wrote this at 2.30 am because i drank capuchino in the afternoon which was a terrible idea
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qupiikaaa · 10 months
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How does Ango have more ass than Dazai. It’s not a question.
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