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writer-komaru · 10 months

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.♱ 𓆩𖤍𓆪 ♱. Moonlight Kisses ｡✧ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ﾟ｡⋆ 𖤐

✧Rating: Fluff + Smut

✧Characters: Edgar Allen Poe

✧Word Count: 3.9k

✧Summary: Headcanons about Poe and Karl because they’re precious.

Platonic + Romantic + Sexual + Karl

.𖤣 .𖥧 𖡼. ⚘.° :Platonic

✿ Poe’s main interest in life is to write. More specifically, write a mystery novel even the great detective Ranpo can’t crack to get his sweet, long-awaited revenge.

✿ He spends hours, long, grueling hours, slumped over his desk with adorable raccoon freind curled up on his lap, writing none stop. His feathered pen flutters through the air as its ink soaked tip etches Poe’s ideas into words. It’s almost beautiful.

✿ His sleep deprived eyes struggling to stay open, hyper focused on the air taking shape in front of him

✿ Just like a sculptor, he chisels away at the manila paper with the hopes of soon creating a magnificent statue to stand the test of time.

✿ That uplifting dream helps keep his head high and his pen working overtime

✿ But even a talented writer like him often has his off days. Days where he feels his river of rushing inspiration run dry; days where the negation of his health finally finds the opportunity to pounce.

✿ Usually when he finds himself stuck at the bottom of an ocean of despair, he hesitatingly leaves his room and takes a stroll around his mansion.

✿(btw I headcanon, I’m pretty sure it’s cannon but idk, he lives in a secluded mansion on the outside of town with a view of the ocean by his window and a lush garden of roses in his front yard. He usually doesn’t take very good care of it cuz he spends most of his time writing but sometimes he likes to stop by and admire the new buds)

✿(I also headcannon he has tons of shelves and climbing equipment set up up the wall and on the ceiling of his study so if Karl gets bored he can scamper up there and have some play time)

✿He takes note of anything that catches his eye; whether that be intricate designs of the wooden trim on the walls, the feeling of smooth tiles under his shoes, the sounds of leaves rustling against the windows, the faint scent of mahogany and spruce hanging in the air from the numerous candles he likes to light.

✿ Although these senses may sound boring, all it takes is a small spark of intrigue to set of an explosion of fireworks in his mind that leave him rushing back to his chamber to jot it all down, Karl scampering after him excitedly.

✿ But on days he doesn’t even have the will to get out of bed, it leaves Karl with the duty of getting him back on his feet.

✿ He’ll give him tons of fluffy cuddles and licks on the cheek, deliver him snacks leftover from Ranpo’s last visit, and eventually yank him out of bed by the sleeve of his pajama shirt when it’s time to get some sun.

✿ He’s perfectly content with this lifestyle and finds comfort in his solitude. Big crowds of loud, unfamiliar people make him uncomfortable and afraid. All he really needs is his writing, Karl, and Ranpo.

✿ There’s just one thing. The more he ventures outside of his sanctum, the more he begins to long for something.

✿ It’s a solemn feeling; Like the sad cry of a lost wolf pup, endlessly marching through a thick and dark forest, calling out for any signs of its pack. He can practically feel the cold biting at his torn paw pads and the thicket’s thorns scratching at his back.

✿ No matter how many sweet nuzzles Karl gives him, the feeling still persists.

✿ That was until he finally ran into you. In that moment where his eyes gazed into yours, his breathing stopped. The heavy, painful feeling of loneliness suddenly falters, like the metal cuffs weighing from his wrists and ankles unlock.

✿ Even though he has the conversation skills of both a theater kid and a wet rag, he does his best to keep up.

✿ His long, dark locks covering his eyes don’t do much to shield the slight red glow of embarrassment from his cheeks

✿ When he gets nervous, he likes to glide his fingers loosely through Karl’s dense fur. He makes sure to give him a nice brushing when it gets too tangled so it’s usually in pretty good condition. The quiet action helps steady his nerves, and Karl’s almost too willing to get some extra attention.

✿ After meeting you, he begins to leave the house more often.

✿ He loves to rant to you about the next chapter of his novel and how the newest twist will finally prove itself too difficult for Ranpo to deduce. He’ll go into detail, explaining each and every complexity, red herring, and hidden meaning of his writing which will probably go straight over your head. Following everything up with a villainous cackle.

✿ After noticing your lost expression, he apologies enthusiastically and laughs it off.

✿ When Ranpo learns of the new friend Poe made, he will invite both of you out with him to a local arcade. Even though he acts all cheerful and aloof as he urges you to play games with him, he secretly hides the fact he’s just using this as an excuse to scope you out.

✿ He can’t have some unworthy person try to come along and steal his close friend away from him, no matter how childish that sounds. He also just wants the best for Poe.

✿ If you pass his vibe check, you’re now added to the list of people Ranpo actually enjoys spending time with (good for you)

✿ Now that you’re officially a certified friend of Poe, you’ll have to take on some of the responsibilities Karl once did when Poe gets stuck in a stupor of blank pages.

✿ Make sure to get him some groceries (using his card ofc with his consent) and kind words.

✿ Sometimes all it takes to displace the dark, thunderous worries in his mind is a pat on the shoulder and a few words along the lines of “I’m proud of you.”

✿ He’ll look back at you with such a sickeningly sweet smile as tears gush from his shining, dark eyes.

✿ Expect a neatly folded envelope with a ruby red seal and a few jet black raven feathers decorated under it on your doorstep. In it contains a handwritten thank you letter from Poe. (He’s so extra I love him)

✿ But can you blame him? He’s just so glad to have another friend he can count on! <3

° .; ʚ❤︎ɞ ‘｡˚ :Romantic

➷ Having Poe as a boyfriend has to be one of the most exquisitely beautiful yet taxing experiences in the world of dating

➷ He’s a major hopeless romantic and would always find him mind drifting off to thoughts of you while trying to work on his novel.

➷ When he eventually realizes he got off draft he’s already covered the whole page in praises, poems, and hearts. He grumbles to himself for making such an embarrassing mistake and tears out the page.

➷ Right when he was about to crumble it, he stops himself and instead tucks it neatly into his desk, never to see the light of day again.

➷ He turns to a new page and takes a deep breath to calm his mind. Yet, his pen remains stationary. His eyebrows knit together as he tries desperately to push away the surplus thoughts of you and his love for you out of his mind.

➷ “Why can’t I just focus on what’s in front of me…?” He groans in defeat as he flops against his desk. Karl brushes his fluffy tail over his back, nudging his ear with his nose.

➷ “I’m fine, Karl. Just a bit distracted, it seems,” he mumbles, covering his growing blush with his arms.

➷ Is he really reduced to a complete flustered mess, just by the mere thoughts of you? He whimpers at the idea.

➷ Just give him some time to wallow in self pity and he’ll finally pull himself together.

➷ He decides to vent out his feelings into stacks upon stacks of love letters, poems, and sketches, all embodying his undying love for the beauty known as you.

➷ Now that his mind is free of clutter, he can begin work on his novel once more. But, out of the corner of his eye, he doesn’t quite catch the faint blur of gray fur that swipes one of the poems and speeds off to an unknown location.

➷ After around two hours, Poe wipes his brow and stands up from his desk, finally ready to take a needed break for some food and rest. When he reaches to his shoulder to pet Karl, the spot he usually rests while cuddling around Poe’s neck, he finds it worryingly empty.

➷ The adrenaline spike of a mother’s primal instincts shoots directly into his veins like a drug as he jumps up from his chair and scrambles all over the house in search of his beloved friend.

➷ Sooner or later he finds Karl curled up by the fireplace with nearly folded piece of paper in his mouth. Poe gently takes it from him and gasps as he reads it. It… it was a poem… with your name on it? Did Karl steal one of his love poems?!

➷ Without fully reading over the poem, he hurries back to his study and shoves it into his desk, along with the rest of the incriminating material of his love.

➷ “Not a soul shall hear of this, especially not t-them…” He murmurs to himself before preparing a cup of tea to calm down his racing heart.

➷ After a large quantity of time goes by and he warms up to being more open with his love, he’ll make it his duty to write one poem for you each day and have Karl deliver it to you. He could be swamped in work, suffering from a fever, or caught up in a fiasco with the guild and he would still find the time to jot down a few words for your eyes and heart only.

➷ Plus, he makes sure to give each letter a stamp of approval from Karl by dipping his paw pad in some animal safe ink.

➷ No matter how much time he spends with you it’s just not enough for his poor enthralled heart.

➷ Often, he’d find himself lying awake a night, thoughts and dreams of you echoing and spinning through his mind like a carousel.

➷ Just a light touch on the hand can turn his poor cheeks bright red. The picture of his blushing, flustered face barely concealed by his unkempt dark hair is enough to make anyone want to tease the life out of this man

➷ On days he’s not as busy and a little more confident than usual, he’ll take you out somewhere nice. And when I say nice, I mean NICEEE.

➷ We all know this guy is loaded and he’s 100% willing to spend every dime of it on you.

➷ Thousands of servings of food, luxury clothing brands, sparkling jewelry, spa trips every day, fuck it, even a private jet if you really wanted. Just remember to not be too demanding because he can get pretty reckless with money.

➷ One time you told him how much you loved bunnies and the next time you went into your living room it was completely full of bunny merch of all kinds. Plushies, blankets, clothes, I could go on for days.

➷ All and all, his love language is most definitely giving gifts or words of affirmations.

.༺ཐི♡ཋྀ༻. :Sexual

ღ This guy is such a bottom in the kindest way I can put it. Everything about you sends currents of love streaming through his body, setting it ablaze. He’s completely at the mercy of this feeling, at the mercy of you.

ღ The only time he won’t be a bottom is when he’s going through a spout of confidence from either one upping Ranpo somehow or syncing himself up. But even then you won’t get anything more than a service dom.

ღ Let’s start of with his bottom side.

ღ He’s always pining for you, daydreaming about how lovely you are to him and how angelic you look. But his thoughts don’t always stay pure and fluffy.

ღ On days he’s especially pent up from working long days and nights on his writing, he can often find himself sucked into the honey trap of more… explicit fantasies of you.

ღ Sometimes it’s him tied up with you looming over him, sometimes you’re stroking him under the table during a guild meeting, sometimes you’re giving him head under his desk when he’s supposed to be finishing his novel, and sometimes you’re littering his pink tilted skin in hickies and lipstick stains.

ღ He whines in annoyance at the prominent bulge in his pants he now has to take care of.

ღ But maybe, if you’d be fine with it, you could make some of his fantasies come true…?

ღ He let’s put a yelp as he feels your hands slide up his thighs and your smirking face appear between them.

ღ his workaholic brain tries to resist the temptation in front of him in favor of working just a little bit more but… as soon as his fly is down and your intoxicatingly warm tongue laps against his head, he’s once again completely at your mercy.

ღ Even though he may have needy fantasies about you, I don’t see him having a very high libedo. You can expect to have sex maybe every week or so, adjusting around your needs instead of his.

ღ This brings me to discuss his service Dom side.

ღ When he’s in his confident mindset, you can find your back pressed against his mattress and his hands interlocked with his own as his lips trace against your jaw.

ღ You didn’t hear it from me, but his dirty talk is leagues ahead of most people in BSD.

ღ “What an alluring temptress I have below me, if I wasn’t the gentleman I am I would have taken you against every surface of my mansion until we’re both breathless and shaking~”

ღ “I can’t wait to bathe every inch and curve of your body in so much love and pleasure to the point your crying my name so loud even the angels in heaven will get jealous~”

ღ “Just like that, my beautiful goddess, I- Hahh I’m devoted to you and you only. I’ll pray and worship you every… se-second, hour, day of my life, I promise- Promise promise promise I’ll serve you! I’ll please you, I’ll make you feel an unending amount of ecstasy I swear to you!”

ღ “My angel, my love, my life, my everything, let your burning love out!! Nghhh~ Let it burst from your cunt, drip onto the mattress. I’ll clean it up later, I swear! J-just relax and cum for me, I-I Aghh!!! I just can’t hold on much longer! Please cum please cum please- Aghh!!~ I-I gonna cummmmm!!~”

ღ I totally see him as a virgin until he meets you. Either you’ll have to teach him or you’ll try to educate himself.

ღ How will he do that? Well, let’s just say there’s a certain shelf of his room no one, not even Karl, is allowed near. After exploring the world of more… erotic writing, that’s when he started to have fantasies about you.

ღ If you have a corruption kink, you better get to him before his private writing collection does~

ღ It’s pretty easy to make him lose his mind if I’m being honest.

ღ it can be done by giving him a sudden, deep kiss on the lips, a hug from behind where your hands wander further than his stomach, maybe even having him catch you in nothing but a bra and panties.

ღ Now that’s a great way to stay in his mind for hours~

ღ One of his guilty pleasures is marks. Hickies are his favorite because the pain that comes with scratches and bruises takes him out of his romantic mood. On days where he’s out and about with his dearest friend Ranpo and he catches the faint glimpse of a reddish bruise under the pearly white collar of his button up. Dread seeps into every corner of his body like a rock sinking to the bottom of a pond as a sinister smirk stretches across Ranpo’s face.

ღ “My my my, did someone have some fun last night?~ I never took you for the-“ Ranpo’s smirk widens as a hand quickly covers his mouth.

ღ “D-Don’t… allow me to keep at least some of my dignity…” Poe stammers out, using his other hand to cover his incriminating blush.

ღ But he could be caught in the act a million times before he ever even for a second regretted the nights of sinful passion you two spend together. Reaching a new level of nirvana with you proudly riding the life out of him makes him the happiest, most lucky man in all of the world. Even if you tease him, deny him, even degrade him, he’ll still love you more than anything.

ღ “Look at how desperate you are, cumming back to back like this is the best pussy you’ve ever gotten. Is it good? Do I make you feel good, my love?~” You coo to him, stroking his heated cheek.

ღ The lovesick expression on his face, drool dripping down his chin, a cherry red blush, his clumped locks sticking to the sweat of his forehead, it all says more than even a million, trillion love poems could ever hope of communicating.

ʕ(◕ᴥ◕)ʔ Karl

꩜ He absolutely ADORES both you and Poe

꩜ I'd like to think the story of how Poe met Karl is a long and detailed one, but I’ll try to keep it short

꩜ One day after being rejected by the 27th publisher, Poe began his sad walk home.

꩜ He knows he shouldn’t give up home and that soon enough someone would be interested in his stories, but the crushing despair of not being good enough ate away at him.

꩜ he keeps his head low and to the ground, to ashamed of himself to meet anyone’s eye. That was until he noticed the hard concrete sidewalk had now turned into a loamy, grassy mix.

꩜ When he looked back up, he found himself lost in a dark forest of looming trees, pointed thickets, and changing owls.

꩜ All around him was a never ending void, disturbed by only the chirping of small animals and the rustling of bushes.

꩜ He was completely lost.

꩜ After checking his phone to of course find it has no signal and the path he had just taken was now covered in thick bushes his blood went cold.

꩜ Was this his destiny? To get rejected from every publisher in his city and die alone and hungry in the forest at night?

꩜ He sank to the ground and hugged his knees to his chest.

꩜ Tears he has been fighting back for hours finally spilled down his cheeks, swamping the first floor in dirty, murky mud.

꩜ That was until he felt a strange tickling sensation against his back. His head whipped around to find an unexpected acquaintance.

꩜ It was a small, furry raccoon with large, black eyes. It cocked its head like Poe was a weirdly rock and chittered softly.

꩜ Poe backed away slightly. He knows the animals of the forest were never ones to be messed with, including a baby raccoon. Whenever there’s a baby, an angry mom is always nearby and ready to pounce.

꩜ But instead, the raccoon squeaked again and turned his back to him, shaking his tail side to side. Was it… trying to tell him something?

꩜ Suddenly, it began to march away, it’s tail swinging behind him. Did it want Poe to follow it?

꩜ Without any over ideas, the two began to make their way through the forest, weaving between thorny brambles and suspicious ivy. After only a few minutes the glowing lights of the city finally illuminated from the clearing of the forest.

꩜ “Little raccoon, you saved my life. How can I ever repay you?” Poe knealt down on the ground and gave the kind creature a sincere bow.

꩜ The raccoon chittered back at him and stood on its hind legs, reaching up to Poe. The writer’s poor heart is pierced with an arrow of affection for his new furry friend, scooping him up into his arms and carrying him back to civilization.

꩜ Karl was born into a little of cute, healthy raccoons, owned by an unknown russian author.

꩜ But one day after playing with his siblings, he suddenly found himself picked up by the author and sold off to a family looking for an unusual house pet.

꩜ After a series of events, Karl escaped and scurried off into the forest.

꩜ He may finally have freedom, but since he’s still so young, he doesn’t know how to find food or protect himself.

꩜ Just as he was about to curl up in a pile of leaves and sleep, he heard unusual sounds coming from deep in the forest.

꩜ That’s when he found Poe.

꩜ Back in present time, he spends all his time either resting on Poe’s shoulders, curled up by the fireplace, or nestled on your lap.

꩜ His favorite treats are nuts like cashews, acorns, and peanuts. He also likes blueberries, sunflower seeds, and grapes.

꩜ (don’t give him cotton candy he will cry and Poe will scold you)

꩜ Poe won’t let you feed Karl too many snacks in fear he might get even more chunky, but if Karl gives him some big, sad eyes and whimpers, Poe will eventually cave.

꩜ He loves to chase laser pointers and you may or may not have used that to lead him on a wild chase all over Poe’s study. (It was of course Ranpo’s idea)

꩜ You too giggle to yourself like little gremlins as Poe races around the room chasing Karl like a madman.

꩜ Poe makes him wear little boots when it rains and he hates them so much, always tries to pull em off so he can splash around in the mud.

꩜ Surprisingly love baths and will purr the entire time like the attention loving stinker he is.

꩜ Has been caught digging in Poe’s and your trash on occasion. When caught he stands on his hind legs and freezes, slowly backing away with an apple core in his mouth.

꩜ Cuz Poe’s so wealthy he often buys him tons of dog and cat toys, testing each out to find what he likes most.

꩜ Karl loves feathery cat toys to swat at, squeaker dog toys to chew on, and remote control mouses to chase. But his favorite toy has to be Poe’s long jacket and anything shiny or jingling on your outfit.

꩜ Always vies for pets and cuddles, hence why he’s always snoozing away on Poe’s shoulders or lap. He’s like a little baby you both raise together and he couldn’t have better parents <3

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(After taking a few days to recover from writers block I’ve FINALLY been able to finish this. Phewww!~ The schedule I’ve been experimenting with is still being worked on but I might be able to post it soon along with another question. Cya all then!~ <3)

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femache · 6 months

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he seems to have a bird problem.

#digital art #bsd #bungo stray dogs poe #bsd edgar allan poe #bungo sd #bungou stray dogs

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mothonthewall · 6 months

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poes practice with my favourite bitch

#seldom does he not free me from art block #bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungou sd #bungo stray dogs #bungo sd #bsd fanart #bungo stray dogs fanart #bungou gay dogs #bsd art #bungo stray dogs poe #edgar allan poe #poe bsd #poe bungou stray dogs #edgar allen poe bsd #edgar allan poe bsd #edgar allen poe #bungou stay dogs

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philzokman · 1 year

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what’s up with autistic men and doing this

#there’s something in the water (neurodivergency queerness past trauma)#bsd #bungo stray dogs #lea.txt #sobbing violently #bungou stray dogs #bsd poe #edgar allen poe bsd #edgar allen poe #bungo stray dogs poe #bungou stray dogs poe #buddy daddies #buddy daddies rei #bd rei

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lavandulawrites · 2 months

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Can I get A N Q and X w Poe pls :3

Yandere Alphabet A, N, Q and X with Poe

Can you tell that Poe is one of my favourite characters?<3 (Yandere alphabet request here)

Masterlist

Warnings: isolation

Word count: 418

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

Poe’s love is as intense as it can get. His love sick expression and his tight embrace too much for you to bare. When he’s warmed up and not as shy with you as he was, you will find him to be quite talkative. He will drag you out on outings to lavish restaurants, peaceful parks and cozy libraries. He won’t hesitate with spending his fortune on you. He loves to buy you gifts even though you insist that you don’t need 6 copies of the same book. He will follow you everywhere (with Karl of course).

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Of you disobey the rules he has set for you, he will trap you within one of his novels. Worry not. The novel he picked is not a violent one. You won’t have any company as part of your punishment. He will let you out when he thinks you have learned your lesson. When you get back to the real world he will hold you in his arms as you ramble on how scary it was in the eerie silent castle within the book.

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

If you die Poe will never move one. He will write novel after novel, poetry after poetry about you and his sorrow, but he would never get over you. He will write novels with you in it so he could live out his longing in his literary world, but it’s never enough. He will soon follow you into the realm beyond.

If you breakup with him, it won’t take longer before he abducts you.

If you mange to escape him (which is no easy defeat) he will track you down. He is after all the second best detective in the world, so tracking you down is no challenge.

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

You are Poe’s god. He will worship you day and night. Your happiness is the only thing that matters (other than you staying with him). He will do anything in his power to make you his. He will stalk you, sabotage your job and buy your apartment building and kicking out all the residents, including you. You will run to your trusted friend in the end. That’s much is certain.

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galvanisticpoe · 6 months

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୨୧ SNIPPETS OF POE'S LOVE LETTERS

genre: fluffy! poe can get dramatic but it's not. angsty.

synopsis: excerpts of love letters poe would write to his significant other

ෆ "Beneath the shroud of an ever-curious mind, I pen this missive, drawn to unravel the enigma that is you. Your vitality, like riddles in a novel, beckon me to partake in this whimsical dance of words. You remind me of my own literary indulgements, in which I as the author strive so hard to make difficult metaphors, and yet; you are the author of your own parchment, effortlessly well-crafted. Pray forgive my peculiarities, for within the labyrinth of my thoughts, I strive to convey sentiments that transcend the mundane."

ෆ "I am a writer of macabre, but for you – a writer of ethereal love."

ෆ "But amid the verses of admiration, there lies a shadow of trepidation. Beneath my pen's relentless quill, I wonder if my somber tales would find their place in the luminescence of your ever-optimistic gaze. Shall my melancholic musings be a storm cloud that darkens your radiant sky? Or might they, too, find solace in the tender haven of your understanding soul?"

ෆ "How I envy the ink that dances upon the parchment of your laughter. You unravel the knots that bind my reticent soul, revealing the hidden corridors of my affection. Your vivaciousness renders my brooding countenance into a playfully ponderous smile."

ෆ "A master of deduction, I have often pondered the enigma of your heart, for within its chambers, I yearn to unearth the secret cipher of your affection. In this noir realm of ours, where shadows play upon the stage, I seek to be the puzzle piece that fits perfectly into your intricate design."

#edgar allan poe #edgar allen poe #bsd fluff #edgar allen poe fluff #edgar allan poe fluff #poe fluff #poe x reader #bsd poe x reader #bsd x reader #bsd imagines #bsd poe #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs poe #love letters

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oikasugayama · 5 months

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hiii could you write poe coming untouched? i feel like thats somethig he would do and ohhh god 🛐🛐🛐

UM YEAH I SURE CAN BC HE TOTALLY WOULD

gn!reader, NSFW, MDNI bc i'm an adult get away from me. not edited or formatted or whatever, very stream-of-consciousness

Poe is fairly insecure and needy, so relatively often you have to reassure him that he's your one and only, you love him so much, no one else matters to you, etc. etc. The words and affection (hair pets, kisses, cuddles) help for sure, but the best way to reassure to him that you're his and no one else's, and he's yours and no one else's, is to rail him. absolutely fuck the shit out of him.

it starts with the kisses and cuddles, but your touches gradually move lower and lower, rubbing his hip and his thigh until you're eventually kissing on his neck and rubbing his crotch like that oscar wilde movie scene, you know:

poe doesn't sit in your lap though, he wants you on top of him, he likes to feel small and taken care of. (he's fairly tall and gangly so it's not exactly easy to make him feel small, but he tries his best)

you take him to your room, lay him in bed, and take his clothes off while kissing and touching him. it's definitely more kissing than touching--you'll make out of with him for a while, lightly brush your hand over his crotch. kiss down his neck, mutter that he's so pretty, and you love the way he whines for you. he pets you back, running his hands up and down your arms and your back, petting your hair when you kiss lower and lower on his body.

he tries to buck his hips up to get some kind of friction, but you sit up and tsk.

"no, no no," you coo, sliding your hands up his body, making sure none of you gets close to his crotch. "that won't do. you're a good boy, right? my good boy."

"yes," he whines, wrapping his arms around you. "I'm your good boy. can I touch you? i want to touch you."

"Do you deserve to? are you going to worship me?"

"yes" he insists, nodding hard.

"will you make me cum? with just your tongue?"

poe keeps nodding.

"what if i sit on your face, hmm? that sounds nice."

"yes. god yes please, please."

"and you're not allowed to touch yourself, you understand? your hands stay on my thighs."

"yes yes yes yes yes"

you finally relent, getting naked yourself and crawling up his body until your knees are by his head and you're hovering over his face.

"hands on my thighs," you demand, and he quickly obliges, getting comfortable. his tongue is already sticking out, trying to reach you. you make him wait, though. you softly move his hair out of his face, you trace your fingers around his eyes and nose and his eyebrows.

"you're so handsome, you know that? such pretty eyes, such nice hair. you've got such a perfect nose and such lovely lips."

"thank you," he says softly. he knows he has to say thank you otherwise you'll fuck him in front of the mirror and make him compliment himself--sometimes he's okay with it, but it's not what he wants right now.

"eat up, baby."

then you finally lower yourself down, sitting fully on his face. no hovering, no going easy on him, full sitting.

and he loves it. he loves the weight of you, he loves feeling the warmth of your inner thighs, loves your taste, loves your smell, everything. his tongue goes straight to work, teasing and tasting everything. he's good at it, too. he made sure a long time ago that he could make you cum on his tongue because he wanted to be good for you. he wanted to be the best for you.

you swear that between your own moaning and your praise of him you can hear little moans from underneath you. you rub his hands, groan, squirm around grind down on his tongue.

"fuck, poe, you're so good. so good for me baby, yeah, just like that, right there!!" and so many other praising and filthy things. he can't take it anymore at a point. the feeling of you on him, the nice things you keep saying, the taste he's so addicted to. his hands tighten on your thighs, he squirms around a little, keeps moaning, and then you notice his breathing picks up and you feel something splash on your back.

"eh?" you turn around just a bit and catch the final sight of his cock twitching as the last bit of cum settles on his belly. he whines under you as you lift off of him, wanting to hear his voice when you ask:

"did you just cum? you weren't supposed to touch yourself."

"I didnt!! i didn't do anything, i couldn't help it, you just feel so good, i can't help it. i love to please you."

"oh, you sweet thing." you reach behind you and wipe some of his cum off your back then take your hand up to your mouth and taste it. "well it's my turn then, isn't it? keep going, darling." and you sit back down.

#ask answered #poe x reader #bungo stray dogs poe #poe smut #bsd poe #bsd poe smut #bungo stray dogs poe smut #OKAAAAAAAY SOOOOOO #YEAH POE IS HOT AND HE NEEDS SOMEONE TO TELL HIM WHAT TO DO OK???#uhhhh yeah i wasn't really paying attention while writing this but i hope you like it ok byeeeee

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raebutsilly · 1 month

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It's Poe again! But on paper this time

#bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd art #bsd fanart #poe fanart #bungo stray dogs poe #karl and poe #poe #hes so silly

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Hi, I saw your new event, can I ask for something with Poe and 🌶1 and Fem/afab reader, with a fluffy ending?

I'm fine with anything, just please no degradation.

If you don't feel like writing this one, that's okay too

Have a nice day!

Prompt+K!nk; 10: “Quit teasing me, darling..” / 12: “You look so pretty in this dress..please, let me rip it off of you, angel..” [+] 1: Praising k!nk. * Summary; You put on the most beautiful dress imaginable, and it’s not even for Poe? In that case, he can’t let you leave now, can he? <3

Warnings; switch!Poe, switch!fem!Reader, praising k!nk, Poe is on top but Reader is in charge, body worship kink? (Reader recieving), soft/passionate love making, dirty talk (maybe), typos, rushed, slight grinding, teasing (Poe recieving), Reader calls Poe ‘Edgar’, petnames, etc.

Format; Fic! (It’s either long or short)

Notes (from me); FIRST TIME WRITING FOR POE AHH!!! Honestly, i don’t think I’ll catch his character well, but i have enough motivation to try!! ENJOY POOKIE <33

“I’m leaving, Edgar, see you later!”, you shouted, thinking he’ll respond.

As Poe came to say goodbye, he saw the magnificent dress you put on. He just stood there speechless.

“Earth to Poe? I have to leave soon.”, you said, snapping Edgar out of his thoughts. “Oh, sorry. But, my love, where are you going again?”, Poe asked, you looked at the time before answering.

“Out, and I’m gonna be late too.”, you answered sarcastically.

“Why not spend time with me? I’m free to do anything, dear.”, “You have Karl as company, go eat with him or something.”

“What if..i really desire you, darling?”, Poe shyly asked, leaving you in kinda surprise.

You smirked, seeing this as a great opportunity to tease him a little.

“Oh? Tell me, Edgar, how much do you desire me?”, Poe’s cheeks turned into a light tainted pink, as he’s placing his hands around your waist.

“I-i need you, dear, we haven’t done anything for so long..i just wanna feel your warmth again.”, now, he convinced you to stay.

“You look so pretty in this dress..please, let me rip it off of you, angel..i’m begging you.”, he was so cute when he was needy, right? So why not help him get rid of it..

You kissed him, starting from the front doorstep to the bedroom, now the both of you were desperate for eachother. Gasping for air as you parted from the kiss.

Poe was already panting and hard, you sat him down onto the bed, looking at him seductively.

“You wanna see me undress, darling? Come on, tell me.”, Edgar looked at you desperately, nodding a ‘yes’ at you.

You unzip your dress, as it opened, cool air hit your skin. You continue to take it of slowly, to tease him again. Now your dress was sliding down your knees, landing on the floor, it was revealed, his favorite black laced lingerie.

“I wanted to surprise you after i came back, but you got impatient..so i might aswell give you your surprise now, hm?”, your voice was so sly and smooth, making him even needier.

Taking a seat at Poe’s lap, you kissed him on the collarbone, making him whimper quietly.

“P-please, quit teasing me, darling..”, he whispered.

“Awe, do you need me that much, baby? If you do, then tell me. I wanna hear you, Edgar.”

“I need you s’much, angel, please..ah..”, you started grinding on him slowly, your hips moving ever so smoothly, making him loose his mind already.

Poe kept on whimpering, it was truly a heavenly melody. (honestly same)

He was so hard already, he started leaking precum, while still being in clothes. As for you, you started getting wetter by each grind.

You stopped, Edgar whined at the loss of contact.

You got off him and removed your panties, Poe just stared at you, like he was hypnotized by your beautiful scent. Which one though?

“Why just stare? C’mon, take off your clothes, darling. Don’t you want my warmth?”, you didn’t need to tell him twice!

Finally, all the clothes were on the floor, Poe was on top of you.

He was thrusting into you in a soft pace, breathy moans left his mouth, your arms hung around his neck again.

You let some moans leave too, but not to forget, the praise Edgar loves.

“Yes, k-keep thrusting, such a good boy..oh god..!”

“F-fuck, i love you so much, you’re doing so g-good, darling..”

“Ah! T-that’s the spot, Edgar, don’t stop..”

Not to mention, Poe also rewarded those praises with his (body) worship.

“You look s-so pretty like t-this, angel..”

“ngh!..you’re so p-perfect, can’t stop now..”

“Your body..it’s t-truly beautiful l-like this..”

All of this, made the both of you reach your orgasms faster.

With all the loving sentences, the soft but passionate thrusts, you both eventually got to your high.

Poe collapsed beside you, panting heavily. You smiled at him, getting up after to get some things to clean you both up.

After all of this, it was already 9pm, almost too late. Finally you hugged your boyfriend to sleep.

The next day, you woke up to the bed empty, you asked yourself where he went.

Walking to the kitchen, hungry for some breakfast, you saw Edgar with Karl trying to feed him.

“Come on, Karl, you need to eat..”, he tried to get Karl to eat.

“Morning, Poe, doesn’t Karl want to eat anything?”, you questioned, Poe looked at you with a troubled face, which made you giggle at his pout.

“He doesn’t! I tried but he doesn’t want to..can you maybe try?”, giving himself tired nod, you sat down to give it a shot.

“Karl, you have to eat, small one. Come on, please, for me-”, Karl started to eat before you even ended your sentence, meanwhile Edgar was taken aback.

“I was trying for more than ten minutes and you just ask him nicely for him just to start eating?! That’s no fair, Karl!”, this just made your morning way better than it already was.

I TRIED IN THE END, I HOPE THIS IS ALRIGHT, POOKIE‼️🥳

#poe smut #egdar allen poe bsd #bsd #bsd smut #bsd poe #bungo stray dogs smut #bungo stray dogs poe #poe x you #poe fanfic #poe fluff

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