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queer-n-here · 1 month

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UHM-UHM-

Yeah I have no shame to just not ask anonymously- anyways!

May I please request a 6'1 reader who is stoic, bold, also handsome as Dazai but ain't a womaniser, and is VERY quiet. With Dazai. He works at the ADA with him. He follows Dazai around like literally, he acts and opens up more to Dazai than he does with others, he literally doesn't care if Dazai was In the pm (they met at 14) or abt his crimes, he can read Dazai's emotions And can see through him, they R lovers, he is loyal asf to Dazai. He Also is rich asf and has better fashion tastes! Pls make both a oneshot or hc or ANYTHING ABT THEMMMMM

(I'm very desperate BC of a certain fantasy of mine)

Ah, I gotchu you bruv.

[ Also, let's do a little quiz. What country do y'all think I originate from? Like, based on my language and writing and just... Yeah.]

And yep, I'm double posting today!

Canonically, there are no mentions of Dazai's past before the Port Mafia, so I made stuff up. Hope you like it!

Contents: Uhh...a lot. I got... *winces* I got carried away.

Warnings: Angst, hurt/comfort, mentions of death, suicide and violence, Dazai's life is sad and so are these hcs.

You and Dazai met when you two were 14 each. It was a chance encounter, really. Both of you were orphans, and both of you were ability users, even though Dazai knew more about his ability than you did yours.

Both of you currently had no one in the world. That was the key factor that brought you two together. Struggling to get by and find a place of your own in the world, you met.

Neither of you opened up at first, cautious and calloused as you both were. It just happened; it didn't happen one particular day, and before you two had realized, you'd become each other's sole support.

You turned fifteen, and three months later Dazai met Mori.

He told you about it later, describing in the sort of detail no one else would get to hear how he'd rescued the Port Mafia leader from an enemy gang, unintentionally impressing him and securing Dazai a place in the Mafia.

You didn't like it. The job was dangerous, and you didn't want Dazai's hands to get stained with blood. When you told him this, he laughed it off, and said that he could handle it. You dropped the matter.

He was wrong.

You watched as Dazai changed, despite his promises and assurances. He grew ruthless, cruel in a way that made you ache as you watched him, silent. He started hating everything, even himself, and sometimes you thought he hated you, too.

He had a beautiful heart, you knew. But Mori was destroying it.

You talked to Mori about it, too. You might not have anything on him, yes, he was richer and way more powerful, but you had your ability, and you were ready to fight to death. Before you could, however, Dazai intervened.

That was the first time you two fought. After that, you went to him and told him you wouldn't care if he didn't want you to. If he wanted to keep going down the path that he'd chosen, you wouldn't stop him.

Sometimes, you look back and wonder if there was something you could have done for him other than what you did. You still can't think of anything.

You opened up a small business after that, and it slowly grew to a scale larger than you had expected.

Then you two turned eighteen. Finally, you were able to register your enterprises under your own name, being a legal adult. You and Dazai got wasted that night, and you watched fondly as he tried and failed to put his coat on so you two could go and meet Ango and Odasaku.

They had probably begun then, your feelings for Dazai. You were only comfortable enough with him to actually talk, and not just say what was absolutely required and then shut up.

He knew you in a way no else did. No one else knew what it looked like when you smiled, or threw your head back and laughed freely. No one else knew what it was like when you cared, when you brought over Dazai's favorite refreshing drink every time you visited him in summer. Or when you helped him change his bandages, touch gentle and careful against his soft skin.

And you knew him the way no else did. No one else knew what it was like when he was genuine, when he'd look up at you with earnest eyes. No one else knew what it was like when he flushed slightly, the red of his skin always starting from the tips of his ears and descending to his cheeks. No one else knew what it was like when Dazai protected, when he offered to use his contacts in the Mafia to get rid of your competitors, even though you declined every time. He had enough blood on his hands without you pitching in.

Eight months after that, he left the Port Mafia. He came to your apartment crying that day. His face was ashen, his shirt was covered in blood and his lips were trembling. The tears that had been collecting in his eyes for who knows how long finally spilled when he saw you, and the only thing you could do for him in that situation was open your arms and let him cling onto you. He kept saying 'Oda's dead... He's dead...'

That night, Dazai changed. Thankfully for the better. That flame in his eyes was gone now, the one that made you worry if he would burn himself and the world.

Dazai slowly stopped hating after that. You and Ango were the only two he trusted, the only two he would be genuine with. He didn't close up in a way that hid his smile, or in a way that made him withdraw from people. Quiet the opposite. He pushed himself outward, adopting a cheery persona that joked around and bewitched everyone.

The only smiles that weren't created but slid across his face on their own were ones that he smiled with you, and Ango.

You couldn't help but feel slightly bittersweet. Dazai was out of that hellhole, that cursed gang that was making his heart black. But Odasaku was dead.

After that, as your twenties arrived, Dazai joined the Armed Detective Agency. You were happy, then.

You two celebrated at a lavish restaurant. Your business had grown to be Japan's No. 1, and the money that spilled in with it was something neither Dazai nor you had expected.

But your hopes for the ADA were too high. Sometimes, Dazai still wanted to leave. He said he wanted to kill himself, and even though he would always laugh it off, you couldn't help but notice that his eyes would always grow hollow when he spoke of it.

And so the only thing you could do was love him. You loved him and tried your best to let him know, buying him unnecessary gifts and putting him on top of your mental priority list. Even your staff knew you loved him; it was apparent and obvious.

Dazai was probably the only one that didn't notice it, that genius dumbass.

And so you tried harder. You had never been good with words, but you tried to be vocal about your feelings, telling him he was cute when you thought so, and saying that he looked good when he did.

Dazai still didn't notice. The day he found out was when you got drunk and blurted it out.

You still don't have a lot of memories from that night, and Dazai says that you passed out soon after confessing. He finds it funny now, even though he didn't back then.

Your confession made Dazai pull up a wall against you. This surprised you, hurt you, and you tried apologizing, tried to get him to just talk to you. You told him that it didn't matter if he didn't return your feelings.

Something was hurting Dazai, you could tell. But he just wouldn't talk to you, going so far as to changing his phone number without telling you.

So you showed up at his workplace. Kunukida knew you by sight; you often came to pick Dazai up from work. You two had a big fight, shouting in one hallway of the agency building, making such a ruckus that Ranpo and the others came over to watch.

It ended with Dazai turning around to leave, and you were planning to let him go. But then you saw a tear glisten at his cheek last moment, and hence gave chase.

You chased him down all the way from Yokohoma to Kawasaki, only stopping when Dazai collapsed in the middle of a street, his frame shaking with sobs as he started hyperventilating. You crouched down beside him and pulled him to your chest, rubbing his back and conducting his breathing, your voice soft as it told him to inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale....

He fell asleep on your shoulder, in the middle of nowhere. You carried him back to your house, and tucked him into a warm bed. The next morning, he wouldn't meet your eye.

Usually, you would have let him; there was hardly anything that Dazai would do that you would disapprove of. But lately, you had been going against his wishes a lot, so you decided to do that one more time.

When he tried to leave, you pinned him to a wall and forced him to look at you. It wasn't difficult, Dazai had never really worked out, even as a part of the Port Mafia. His fighting style was more quick and clean moves than brute strength.

It worked well in your advantage as he tried to struggle against your hold and failed miserably, tears collecting in his eyes and threatening to fall.

It was alright after that. You asked Dazai why he tried to run away, and the only thing he said was that he got scared. He chose not to explain, and you chose not to push him.

"Dazai," You said. "If you want me to disappear from your life, I can do that." He looked up at you, eyes wide and blurred. "But there's one catch. You have to say it. Say it to my face, tell me to leave, and I swear on my own life, I'll vanish. You won't ever see me again." And then the tear that had been collecting in his eye all this time fell, sliding down his cheek and onto the collar of his shirt. His arms went limp in your hold, and he wobbled forwards. You caught him as he fell, and he sobbed into your shoulder again. His hands were clutching at your shirt as if for dear life, and even as you rubbed his back, more tears fell from his eyes. You held Dazai through his breakdown. The next time he spoke to you, he said the words, "I like you too much." It was a silent confession, almost muffled into your shoulder as the post-crying exhaustion overtook. You pulled him closer and pressed a kiss into his temple.

Now, everything is good. Dazai's job at the ADA does worry you sometimes, even if it's for the good, it's dangerous, but you know he loves his job, no matter how many jokes he makes about Fukuzawa's violation of the Labor Laws. And he loves you, that's all you've ever needed.

Being in a relationship with him is not always easy. He still speaks of dying, and the thought of him leaving you makes you panic. Sometimes, you still don't know what to do to make him feel better. But you manage to work through it.

You love Dazai, after all. You have ever since you two were kids.

#dom male reader #top male reader #dom reader #bungou stray dogs #sub bsd x you #sub bsd #bsd x you #sub bungou stray dog x you #sub bungou stray dogs #sub character #sub character x you #sub dazai #sub dazai x you #sub osamu dazai x you #sub osamu dazai

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livelaughlovesubs · 21 days

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thoughts on dazai and chuuya w/ mommy kinks (if it makes u uncomfy sorry(

It’s alright dear, I don’t mind. I can’t say it’s my favourite (being called mommy), but I like taking care of my partner, so the service aspect of it

Anyway, less about me, more about the characters (also tag: @nvllxiety)

Dazai & chuuya with a mommy/ daddy kink?

Dom!reader x sub!dazai / chuuya

Dazai

Dazai would fucking love it, that man has so many kinks to begin with, and this is definitely one of them

He just wants to be a sugar baby fr 😔

That man just loves being carefree and doing whatever he wants, he doesn’t want to be tied to capitalism (or work) so having someone take care of him is just what he needs

For selfish reasons, but oh well. No ones perfect.

And so in bed too, laying back and letting you take care of everything, making him feel good

Especially how loving and passionate you’d be, holding him and patting his head, telling him what a good boy he is. How much you love him, how he’s your lovely baby. Maybe you’d rub his belly every once in a while, kissing his cheeks and coo at him.

It’s weird how his heart would feel so warm whenever you do this, and he gets more embarrassed then when you degrade him (he gets turned on by that, not embarrassed)

At the same time your other hand’s on his dick stroking him so nicely

He’d even call you that title, which is meant for bedroom only, in public

Just to tease you of course. Will you punish him for being a bad boy?

Dazai likes a lot of things, whether or not you treat him all gentle like this or all strict and rough, as long as he feels pleasure and can forget the reality everything’s fine

Just keep your attention on him >:[

He haven’t felt this wanted and loved for a while now, so don’t get distracted and keep your eyes on him

Chuuya

Chuuya would be very embarrassed whenever he calls you that

Saying things like: do I really have to?

It’s not that he doesn’t like it, it just feels unfamiliar- He has never called anyone that after all

Since you like it, he’ll do it, he likes seeing you happy. It proves he isn’t just a monster who only knows to bring pain

You taking care of him would be something you want yourself, because he’d be more than happy to serve you. He loves hearing you praise him when he’d do a good job.

So he’d be extra embarrassed when you decide to have him lay down, and leave everything to you. Caressing his body, kissing him and make him squirm

It feels so strange that he’s doing nothing and only enjoying all this! Are you sure you take pleasure in pleasuring him? Shouldnt he, well, do anything?

That’s why, most of the time, he just starts being a brat. All this affection thing is making him feel so hot, it’s almost unbearable

And every time you’d reassure him you enjoy it, you loved his reactions, his trembles, his whimpers and his body. Brushing your finger tips against every inch, trying out what he likes. Even if he’s being a brat. Most of the time he doesn’t take it too far, most of the time

Tell him you love him, how much you adore him and suddenly his tough, rebellious attitude just fades away

God you are so shameless aren’t you? How can you say such words without getting red, unlike him?

All in all he loves the adoration and affection you give him, but doesn’t know how to return it without being of service to you :<

It might end with him buying expensive presents in the end

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svgvru · 1 month

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okay but imagine subby dazai who loves to be called Princess …🙏🙏🙏

admin ( posted for the first time in a while ) but like, ur so right nonnie omg. he'd be so cute! imagine him being his brat like self, pulling a couple of pranks, pushing buttons he knows he's not supposed to push, the usual. he'd play fight you, knowing damn well he can't win. he's a bit too frail, too thin and small compared to you. there's no way he'd win, but he tries regardless, whimpering when you pin him to the wall.

his right side his pressed firmly to the wall, one leg is keeping him afoot while the other is in your hold. his left side his folded due to your arms caging his leg to his head between your arms. he's completely trapped and under your control, his arms and legs of no use, just like he wanted of course. imagine slowly pushing into him, sighing at the way his walls feel. "you just have to be irritating, hm?" you grit your teeth, buck up into his hole, smiling at the way his dick slumps downwards due to gravity. "i thought you wanted to be my princess? well—then again, princesses tend to be bratty," you whisper, pressing sloppy kisses to his neck, "guess the slipper fits."

dazai whines at the nickname, his cheeks are reddend with blush as he takes your cock like a champ. his hazel eyes catch the way your cock bulges beneath his belly button, and he almost cums from the sight. "come on, princess. be as bratty as you need to," you coo in his ear, "'m right here."

a chuckle leaves your lips when dazai practically yells your name, muttering "mhm"s and "yesyesyes," over and over again. he's a cutie!

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done-with-the-shit · 11 months

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It's too late...

Dazai x Depressed Reader

When it comes to posts with this title people usually write headcanons or oneshots about how Dazai treats Reader, and how he helps them with their problems. But I was thinking.. What if he is too late to realize what's going on? I know that he is very intelligent and good at analyzing others behavior but still! What if he didn't..? What if Reader just had enough of everything and decided to end it all? And most importantly.. What if Dazai was too late to stop them?

Anime: Bungou Stray Dogs

Characters: Dazai Osamu

Warnings: Mentions of Depression and Suicide

Note: GN!Reader

It was a cold rainy night. You were in your apartment looking out the window, listening to the rain pouring outside. Such a scenery had always calmed you down during the hard times but not today.. This time you were over it... you were done.

You couldn't take all the arguments with your family, all the fake friends who did nothing more than use you. You couldn't keep up with your work because your mind was always all over the place.. and the worst part? There were a few people who deeply cared about you but you couldn't ask them for help. You didn't want to be a burden to them.. you didn't want to bother them with your sad story.. So you had decided to end it all. After all this would end everyone's problems right? If you were gone everyone else would be happier right?

Well it didn't matter anymore because you had made your choice already. And there you were.. laying one the floor in your bedroom. A half empty bottle of pills next to you.

At first you felt nothing.. as a little time passed you started to get dizzy. Your eyes got blurry and you felt your legs giving up making you fall on the ground. And so you laid there.. taking your last breath as you heard it, the unlocking of the front door..

As Dazai entered your shared apartment he took off his shoes and coat, and walked to the living room expecting to see you there. However you weren't.. He called your name but there was no response. At first he thought that you were asleep in your shared bedroom but that thought was quickly forgotten when he saw you through the open bedroom door.

As soon as he saw you he ran towards you. He immediately took you in his arms and started calling out your name. Tears were running down his face as he held you closer begging you to wake up. He wished this all was just a sick joke or an awful nightmare from which he will wake up and see you alive but it wasn't.. you were gone and laying lifeless in his trembling hands.

He didn't know why you did it.. you never told him that something was bothering you.. you never said a thing. But what broke his heart was the fact that he didn't realize it on his own.. He thought that it was his fault!

>>MORE OF MY WORKS<<

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lukall705 · 3 months

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Young Love [chapter 1]

This is a chuuya x reader x dazai fanfic! yay>_<

Btw Y/N is afab Non-binary and uses They/them

Also Finnish Y/N 😼

I suck at writing fanfics but i'm trying best and if you wanna read the chapers i've made so far then they are on my wattpad:D

https://www.wattpad.com/user/Luka_LL

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~Y/N POV:~

Finally, after 13 long hours i'm finally in Japan to start my new life! it feels so good to finally get to start a new life away from my family and old friends or more like classmates since i can't think of any of them as friends anymore.

As i step out of the airport i sit down on a bench outside and call for a taxi to come and get me. as i wait for my taxi, i scroll through old pictures of me and my classmates, "..why can't i just be happy like i was back then..?" i mumble to myself.

after about 20 minutes the taxi comes and i go inside it.

"To (college name) please" i say in Japanese to the taxi driver and he starts driving.

while on the way i admirer the city of Yokohama.

"are you a foreigner?" the taxi driver asks me "ah, yes i am" i answer him "this is actually my first time traveling outside of Europa" i say.

"are you European?" the taxi driver asks me "yeah, i'm from Finland"(or whatever country your from) i answer him, and the driver only nods and keeps driving me.

When we get to the college i thank him and pay "bye have a good day!" the driver says before driving of.

"..i'm all on my own now.." i mumble to myself again as i start walking inside the building. while i walk to the principles office i see some people whispering to each other and i'm guessing they are talking about how i look so different from them, it wouldn't be the first time.

while in my thoughts i accidentally bump into someone "oh sorry.." i say, and hear the person huff "whatever" they say and walk way. 'what the fuck did i do' i think to myself. i watch as the ginger haired boy walks over to some other boy with brunet hair thats much taller then him 'that must be his friend or something' i think to myself again.

when i get to the principles office i knock on the door and wait.

"come in!" i hear a woman say from the inside.

"You must be Y/N! am i right?" she asks in a happy voice "uh.. yeah i am" i say back "you must be nervous" she says to me in a calm voice while i keep quiet "theres no need to worry, you'll fit in just fine" she says. 'yeah right, there were just some students back talking me, and i made someone mad, i'm defiantly gonna fit in' i think to myself "..okay.." i say

After she tells me about all of my classes she gives me the keys to my dorm "just know you're gonna have two room mates!" she says as i leave the room.

'Room number 567? that means its on the 5th floor..' i think to myself and start walking to the elevator.

theres a note on the elevator door that says 'out of order' 'great, just my lucky day' i think and start walking up the stairs.

once at the top i start panting a lot "jeez.. that was harder then i thought.." i say to myself.

"543.. 544.. 545.." i look at all of the doors trying to find my own. "here it is!" i say while i start to unlock the door.

"DAZAI WHERE THE FUCK IS MY HAIR BRUSH!?!?" is the first thing i hear when i open the door 'oh lord' "calm down dear, its just a hair brush" says the same brunet from earlier while getting choked by the ginger 'what did i just walk in on' "this is kinda kinky not gonna lie-" the brunet says before the ginger lets go of him. "perv.." mumbles the ginger before he sees me.

"who the fuck are you?" he asks and i freeze "oh! i think thats our new room mate chuuya!" the brunet says excitedly "oh yeah, we were getting a new room mate, thats why we had to clean the guest room" the ginger says in a bit calmer voice now.

i study the boys features carefully.. they are quite pretty both of them, the brunet boy has bandages covering his arm, legs and neck, weird.. the ginger boy has some cute freckles covering his face and one blue and one brown eye.

"you just gonna stand there like an idiot or introduce yourself to us?" the ginger asks in an annoyed tone.

"a-ah! i-i'm Y/N..!" 'FUCK WHY DID I HAVE TO START STUTTERING RIGHT NOW!?' i think while dying inside.

"i'm guessing you aren't from Japan, right?" the brunet asks.

"..yeah.. i'm Finnish.." i say.

"i can tell" the ginger says.

'what the fuck is that supposed to mean!?'

"chuuya, i'm pretty sure thats offensive to say" the brunet says. "HUH!?" the ginger seems shocked.

"by the way i'm Dazai Osamu" the brunet says " and this here is my boyfriend, Chuuya Nakahara!" he say happily.

"you shouldn't say that we are boyfriends to them! what if they are homophobic, dumbass!?" Chuuya say in a more irritated voice.

"..its fine.. i'm also a part of the community.." i say an they just look at me. i start to feel pretty weird and think that they are jugging me. i feel like i want to cry but i hold it in as to not make a fool out of myself.

"follow me and i'll show you your room!" Dazai says happily and grabs my hand. i flinch a bit at the contact but don't do anything to not seem like a bother.

"heres your new room!" he says and pushes me into the room closing the door 'finally he left me alone,..' i think while looking around the room, its quite big, probably bigger then my old room back.. home.. i feel sad thinking about my "home".. it never really felt like a home or a safe place for me.. all i can remember are bad times from when my parents yelled at me and said they were gonna hit me.

i wipe a tear that was running down my cheek and start unpacking my stuff.

"..this is gonna be a long night.." i sigh.

(authors note: i'll try to update this as much as i can since i'm busy with school stuff:) there might be a bit of smut in the next chapter;

Please don't steal this (nobody is gonna do that anyway) and i won't post the next chapter for a while so just read it on my wattpad. it might take me like months to post more chapters since i might forget lol)

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kougiri · 2 years

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CREAMING over that last fyodor fic, could you do fyodor (or dazai.. your choice) and softish sex with sub male reader? love your fics btw chefs kiss <3

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Hello darling, thank you for stopping by my cafe.

Writing for submissive reader is not a problem for me. I'm glad you like my fiction. I didn't add a name in this post so you can imagine if it's dazai or Fyodor. Choose whoever you like, darling.

Hopefully this will also please your desires, love.

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Content warning: slight nsfw.

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Be patient, darling. The night is still young afterall.

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◈ Kissing your neck while rubbing on your nipples, he whispers sweet words, admiring your body physique as he stares at your face lovingly. The moon shines brightly, it's light displays your body, covered in love bites.

◈ You shudder, pleasure running through your mind as you let out a small huff and stare back at him, his lips connecting with yours for a moment, before pulling back. He began to place kisses, trailing down your bare chest, to your v-line.

◈ Covering your mouth with the back of your hand, you look at him. "Please..just do it already.." you beg, needing the pleasure that you lacked and wished for. He chuckles at your words. "Be patient, darling. The night is young afterall."

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#kaugiri cafe order #bsd #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd x you #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs x you #dazai osamu #fyodor x reader #dazai x you #fyodor dostoevsky #sub reader #sub male reader

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noose-lion · 9 months

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I can't actually join the "debate" on the sexual dynamics of soukoku because I can't ignore the fact most of y'all are using switch wrong (sort of it's complicated).

#but like seriously i rarely see the actual debate and it doesn't effect me much #i have my headcanons but its not like it matters in the long run #yes I do avoid certain fics because of how they write th dynamics but thats what everyone should do instead of getting mad the fic is 'wron #anyway switch is for the 'middle' of dom and sub #verse is the 'middle' of bottom and top #anyway Dazai is a sub verse for likes too bottom and Chuuya is a dom verse who prefers topping #again its not that fucking serious #the only thing you gotta remember is that skk is probably really unsafe and unsane with they're sex #my stuff #bsd #screaming into the void #and the void screams back #bungou stray dogs #soukoku #bungou gay dogs #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #bsd chuuya #nakahara chuuya #chuuya x dazai #suggestive #i guess #im talking about tha sex #bsd crack analysis #bsd headcanon #bsd headcanons #jester thinks

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xiaoxo · 14 days

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₊˚·७ HOPE THEY CAUGHT US

featuring — dazai osamu, edogawa ranpo, nakahara chuuya, y/l/n y/n

summary — when your boyfriend proposed the idea of fucking in a public place, you were intrigued to say the least.

warnings — dazai, ranpo, & chuuya x fem!reader (separate), smut, public sex, (almost) getting caught, dazai fucks you in chuuya’s office, nipple play, unprotected sex (pls be safe irl), self indulgent (minus chuuya, he’s for my best friend @kozuwhore), reader is part of a rich family in ranpo’s, mentions of marijuana use in ranpo’s, jealousy in chuuya’s, port mafia!reader in chuuya’s, deepthroating in chuuya’s, slightly dom!reader in chuuya’s, slightly sub!chuuya, pet names used

messages from the stars — title (and fic) inspired by doja cat 🫡

𝐃𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐈 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔

“tell me why you thought this was a good idea again?” you asked, feeling osamu pepper kisses down your neck. “because ever since our port mafia days, that bastard has been looking at you like he desires you. wanna ruin you in his office.”

you whimpered when he sucked the sweet part of your neck. fingers entangled in his hair, you grinded your hips against his clothed boner. you felt his hard-on poking against your panties, now soaked in your arousal.

“my my, someone’s desperate, bella,” he cooed, pecking your cheek. you looked away, flustered. he brought your face to look at him again. you stared into his wide, excited eyes. you couldn’t let him down, seeing how much desire he was feeling.

you began unbuttoning your black button-up, revealing the lacy black bra beneath. osamu immediately dove in between your breasts, kissing and sucking on the skin. your breasts were sensitive to his touch, making you whimper out.

“ ‘samu,” you whined, clawing at his hair. you felt yourself get wetter as he moved your bra down, sucking your nipples. leaning your head back, your eyes shot open when you heard footsteps outside the office.

dazai didn’t mind and kept sucking and biting. “osamu!” you whisper-snapped. “relax, darling. no one’s gonna come..except us,” he muttered against your breasts. you chewed on your bottom lip in nervousness.

after osamu was finally finished marking your breasts, he began taking his jacket off. you also began undressing more, peeling off your panties and skirt.

“god, you’re soaked,” he breathed out, running a line down your slit. you shuddered at the sudden feeling. “so sensitive too,” he chuckled to himself, unzipping his pants.

gripping your thigh, osamu kept your legs apart and slid his cock into your pussy.

he let out heavy pants with each thrust. you held onto him tightly. the desk shifted when he pounded into you, causing papers and documents to slide off. but all you could focus on was dazai’s dick inside you.

you didn’t even care about who could walk in, only focusing on cumming with your lover. light whimpers came from your lips, causing osamu to lean down and kiss them roughly.

the kisses were sloppy and slow, passionate too. dazai’s hands went to grip your hips to keep you firmly in place. the pleasure made your head spin, dizzy with bliss and euphoria.

you cried out in ecstasy as dazai rammed his cock into you, shooting his sperm inside your tight, wet hole. the feeling of his cum filling you up tipped you over the edge, cumming intensely.

both of you catching your breath, you didn’t even notice the footsteps approaching the office.

“the hell? why is my door locked?” your eyes widened in fear when hearing chuuya’s complaining from the other side of the door. dazai just gave you a cheeky grin before thrusting into you again.

𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐏𝐎

you really did not want to go to this event. but, your mother insisted. so, you dragged along your boyfriend as a plus one.

“don’t you think this is a bit too short, love?” he asked once you both met up at the event. “no, do you think it’s too short?” you asked, acting completely oblivious to the fact it rode up your thighs.

in reality, you wore the red dress on purpose—to rile ranpo up. he knew you were teasing him, and he wasn’t going to let it slide. you thought he would drag you home but no, he wanted to do it here and now.

you weren’t really a risky couple, other than the one time you both got high and had the munchies. but, ranpo wanted to go the extra mile this time. he wanted to get caught, wanted to show the world how good he made you feel. him and only him.

after chatting with a few family members and sharing a couple drinks, ranpo whispered in your ear if you wanted to get out of there.

“i’d thought you’d never ask,” you told him, smirking. he dragged you to the nearest bathroom and pinned you up against the wall. “ranpo, can’t you wait til we—mmph!—we get home?” you asked, feeling him trail kisses down your neck.

“can’t wait that long, dear. want you now,” he muttered attacking your neck with kisses and hickies. his hands palmed against your breasts before pulling the dress and bra down and exposing your bare breasts.

you hissed as the cold air hit your nipples. your boyfriend took a nipple in his mouth and began nibbling and sucking. “shouldn’t we at least get into the bathroom?”

you were still standing beside the bathroom door. it was a secluded area but it didn’t mean people couldn’t be needing the bathroom themselves and stumble upon you and your lover’s rendezvous.

pulling away, ranpo hurried you into the bathroom and didn’t bother locking the door. you were too consumed in edogawa indulging himself in your beautiful breasts to even realize however.

he pulled the dress up your thighs and rested around your waist, revealing your matching panties. he nearly salivated at the sight, biting his lip. all he wanted to do was eat you out until you were crying and pleading for more.

so, he began doing just that. pushing the lace to the side, he began sucking and devouring your warm and wet pussy, causing you to loudly moan. “careful darlin, don’t want your family to hear how much of a slut you are for me,” he chuckled, humming against your heat.

“ranpo, more, please!” you stifled out a moan. he began lapping his tongue faster against your clit and inserted it into your hole, darting in and out. leaning your head against the wall, you cried out in pure bliss.

“i’m so close! more please please please!” you begged and pleaded for ranpo to allow you to cum. “no, you’re not cumming without me,” he told you, straightening up.

he unzipped his pants and pulled out his hardened cock. hiking your leg up, he teased the tip along your slit before sliding it into your pussy slowly and teasingly. ranpo sighed out in pleasure when he finally thrusted into you.

he wanted to keep teasing you, but your pussy was so tight and kept luring him in for more that he couldn’t stop thrusting into your tight, wet hole. “ahh! baby you feel so good,” he moaned shamelessly, not caring one bit if you got caught.

“ranpo, ‘m close,” you breathed, wrapping your arms around him. your boyfriend pounded into you faster, hips stuttering as his cock twitched inside you. one hand grabbing your breast and the other entangling itself in your hair, he began squeezing and toying with your nipples as he gripped your hair tightly.

“you look so perfect like this. all mine, mine for me to love and corrupt,” he confessed, thrusting deep as he shot his cum into you. he moaned extra loud, enough for anyone outside to hear.

you weren’t too quiet either, moaning in euphoric bliss as you came. catching both your breaths, you leaned against each others shoulders, you clutching into ranpo’s suit jacket.

exiting the bathroom, you were meant with your uncle and aunt who practically raised you. your hair was messed up, your lipstick was smeared, and hickies adorned your neck. ranpo, on the other hand, had messy hair under his cap and lipstick stains on his lips.

your aunt and uncle stayed silent as they took in your post-sex states. “i hope you two stayed safe,” your aunt mentioned. “of course,” you said, staring at your lover with a forced smile.

𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐔𝐘𝐀

going to the nightclub with your boyfriend was supposed to be a fun outing. that is until, the bartender started giving him free drinks but not you. in fact, she’d give you a nasty side eye when you clearly flirted with your boyfriend.

chuuya saw through your calm façade, but wanted to tease you a bit. he didn’t entertain the woman’s flirting, but didn’t do anything to stop it. all the times you flirted with dazai when he was still in the port mafia to make chuuya jealous made this the perfect opportunity to exact revenge.

eventually, you couldn’t take it anymore, grabbing chuuya by the arm and dragging him away from the woman. the woman was stunned but chuuya didn’t spare a second glance at her, now focused on you and only your riled up self. he could only imagine what you had in store for him.

taking him to the nearest bathroom, you didn’t even bother locking the door or heading to a stall. you had him sit on the sink table and undo his pants. he hurriedly pulled down his pants and boxers and you brought his entire cock in your mouth.

he whimpered and squirmed, pleading and whispering for more. your mouth was so warm and tight, he couldn’t wait to be buried in your equally warm and tight pussy, maybe even more warm and tight. but for now, he’ll enjoy this blowjob from you—his lover, his only lover.

“ahh! y/n.. fuck!” he groaned loudly, not being able to contain his moans with how good you were taking him in your mouth. licking a stripe along his length, you quickly filled your mouth with his entire cock, earning a loud whimper from the redhead.

“just like that, don’t stop love,” he groaned, trying to stabilize himself as his hands tussled through your hair. tears brimmed your eyes and threatened to spill when you continued deepthroating him.

“shh, it’s okay baby, you’re doin great,” he cooed, wiping the dripping tears onto your cheeks. “i’m almost there—fuck!” he whined, thrusting into your mouth. he continued fucking your mouth as he felt the familiar knot in his stomach release.

spurts of cum shot down your throat. you swallowed every last bit, earning a “good girl” from chuuya, who wiped some cum from the side of your mouth.

“let’s get home, babe, i wanna show you that you belong to me too.”

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queer-n-here · 1 month

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Y'all thank you for your responses! So here is: Large and in charge reader, who's only nice to their on true love: OSAMU DAZAI!

(And yes, as you can see, I voted on my own poll. And yes, I voted for Tanizaki. I'm a simp for him broooooo)

Also, bruv, I dunno why but I got so carried away and this got really angsty. Like... I never do angst. NEVER. Yet here we are. I wonder if I'm okay. Well whatever.

Contents: Dazai getting drunk with reader.

Warnings: No smut, kinda angst, I totally digressed from the original plot line I had planned, and now I want nothing more than to give Osamu Dazai a big fat hug.

Dazai had found himself a new hobby: watching people's reactions as you talked to him.

I mean, most would think, really, how interesting can THAT be? But being the sort of person you were, all mean and menacing at one look but really soft and gentle on the inside, it was rare for you to really hold a conversation without coming off as intimidating. So when people saw you smiling softly at Dazai's jokes, and watching him fondly as he chatted away, they were generally more than surprised.

Dazai remembered distinctly the day you'd met. Fukuzawa had found you fighting solo against three of the Port Mafia's best ability-users, and known with one glance that you were stronger than even you knew. It hadn't taken him long to convince you to join the Armed Detective Agency; with painfully dead parents and a burned down house, you didn't really have anywhere else to go.

You passed their little entrance test, even though after they revealed that it was just an entrance test you couldn't help but be slightly annoyed. All that hard work to try and save that girl only for the whole scenario to be fake. Should've just ignored it.

It had been two years since then. And even though you wouldn't really say it out loud, you were happy that Fukuzawa had taken you under his wing.

How else would you have met Dazai? Or any of the others, who you did secretly like, even though you were unsure about expressing it.

One day, Fukuzawa sent you and Dazai to investigate a letter that the detective agency had received. The sender threatened to blow up the Gundam Factory in Yokohama, which was a popular entertainment place for tourists. Fukuzawa did contact the owner, but since the area covered by the Factory was quite large, and the number of people who were already there was also ginormous, the owner asked for them to investigate the culprit before the bombs could go off.

It was an easy job, and you two had it finished before 3 in the afternoon. All that was left now was some measly paperwork, which you would have to take care of alone because Dazai despised that part of work with a burning passion.

And so Dazai decided to fool around a little.

He took you to a bar, somewhere in a deserted alley in the middle of nowhere, walking with his hands on the back of his head and making nasty comments about everything he could lay his eyes on. You followed silently.

"Say," He yanked open the door of Lupin. "What about you, though? Where do you generally spend after-mission free time?"

Dazai led you into the bar, plopping down on a barstool in front of the counter.

"I sleep," You said, sitting down next to him.

"Huh?" He made a weird face. "That's it?"

A bartender appeared behind the counter.

"Mn," You nodded, looking at the bartender.

Dazai ordered 'his usual', and you decided to have the same as him. It wasn't bad, frankly, sitting there next to him on adjacent barstools and hearing him ramble on about everything and somehow nothing at the same time. He drank and drank and drank and drank, till he was telling you about Ango, about Odasaku and the days they spent together. He drank till his pale cheeks were flushed red, till his neck didn't have the strength to hold his head anymore, till his head was pressed into your chest and his shoulders were shaking with silent sobs.

You stroked the back of Dazai's head. Sober, he was a goof, running around pretending that everything was jokes and comedy. Drunk, he was much more grim, face set firm even as more tears splashed sown it, eyes miserable in a way that made your heart ache.

"What's making you sad?" You asked him, desperate to take away at least some part of his sorrow.

But he didn't answer, shaking his head and clenching the fabric of your shirt so desperately it felt like he was hanging on for dear life.

You let him, wrapping your arms around him slowly, pulling him closer. You couldn't do anything but that, and the mere thought of it made you feel like the most useless being on the planet.

You paid for the drinks and heaved Dazai up on your shoulder, letting him stain a different part of your coat with tears as you walked away from the bar.

You took him to the agency dormitory, but once you were in front of his door you couldn't go any further.

"Dazai," You said, your voice gentle as you slowly put him down, and he wobbled on his feet. "Do you have your keys?"

The man couldn't even stand, and had to lean against the door for balance to look up at you. "Hmm..."

He began fumbling through his coat, hands slowly and thick with the weight of the alcohol in his veins. Finally, he produced a key, holding it up and pressing it into your chest. His tears had finally stopped.

You wiped the remnants off his cheek with your thumb. "Let me open the door, hmm?"

Dazai moved to lean against you instead of the door, and you placed an arm around his waist to support him as your free hand opened the door. You led him into the room, sitting him down on the floor near the doorway so you could take off his shoes. When you looked up, however, he had laid back on the floor, glossy eyes staring up at the ceiling.

"Say, [Name]," His voice was thick, his words were slurred. "Some people believe that right and wrong are relative... That there's no black and white... D'you think that's true?"

You looked at him. He was regretful, you could tell. But the fact that you couldn't help him, that you couldn't snatch all that pain away from him and swallow it was enough to make you bodily ache.

"I don't think I have a definite answer for that," You said, wishing you had, wishing you knew how to comfort him. "Why do you ask?"

Dazai's hands rose, clutching at the lapel of your jacket and pulling you closer to his face, making you hover over him on the floor. "D'you think... In a world like ours... We can ever do 'the right thing'?"

You shifted your weight to one hand, raising the other to caress his cheeks softly. "If you try hard enough, yeah. Even if no one's a hundred percent good, ever, if you try hard enough... I think that's all that matters."

"And..." Dazai's brow furrowed, and he looked adorably confused. "How hard is hard enough?"

You couldn't help but think of how, in any other situation, Dazai would've made a sexual pun out of those words.

"Hmm..." You thought of it, wanting to give him an answer that would satiate him. "Your best."

It was a simple answer, and yet Dazai's eyes widened, as if you'd solved the biggest mystery of the universe. "Just that?"

You nodded. "Just that. That's more than enough, Dazai."

And he nodded back, wrapping his heavy arms around your shoulders and pulling you closer, burying his head in your chest again. He fell asleep like that, holding you like a child.

You took him into the room later, taking off his coat and sweater and untucking his shirt before placing him on the futon and covering him with the quilt.

The next day when you saw him at the agency, he was back to his clownery, but something about the way he looked at you had changed.

#dom male reader #top male reader #dom reader #sub bsd x you #bsd x you #bungou stray dogs #sub bsd #sub bungou stray dog x you #sub bungou stray dogs #sub dazai #sub dazai x you #sub osamu dazai #sub osamu dazai x you

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livelaughlovesubs · 4 days

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I think despite how well he plays himself off all the time, Dazai still has depressive episodes sometimes when he's alone. Imagine coming home early and catching him in such a vulnerable state. Fuck him nice and sweet- show him how much you love him despite everything -🦀

Yk what, this will be the second part of that maid dazai fic. And I’ll make it sweet enough that you get a stomachache. Also- @amo-bsd

Part one!

Dom!reader x sub!dazai - reader is gender neutral

Warning: pegging (can be read as a dick), teasing, praise kink, marking - hickeys, handjob, dacryphilia, role play, lingerie

“You want me to defile you?” A low voice so hypnotising it send shivers down his spine echoed through the room. His gaze showed absolut devotion, legs spread on the couch just the way you wanted. “…yes, please.” The brunette gasped, his left hand helping you hold his skirt up while his right one reached behind him. The way his chest heaved with each breath, lips trembling whenever he had to part them, made you go crazy about him. With a single tug, he opened the tie of his apron, making space for you. You rubbed his entrance again, gently tapping it. That was all it took to make him squirm and shut his eyes due to ecstasy. “Uh-uhHhm..!” Dazai whined through gritted teeth, the blush that was spreading across his cheeks intensified. His puffy hole kept clenching whenever you touched him, and loosening up once your digits leave.

“Look at how sensitive you are,” You commented while leaning closer towards him, face now inches away from his. “Ha-haah.. if you know then stop teasing me.” He tried to stand his ground, noticing you brought the end of his dress near him. Afterwards you uttered a single command, “Bite onto this.” Normally he would have talked back and made a scene, though for now he decided to be obedient. This surprised you a little, yet it wasn’t a bad feeling. Guess your dear lover can be good at times? Carefully, he bit the fabric, after a little while it was soaked with his saliva already. “Good boy.” You cooed when you saw this cute scene, kissing his forehead while your weaker hand slipped to his waist.

His brows were furrowed, eyes half lidded as he watched your demonstrations. Fingers leaving his bottom and now teasing his tip. A milky, sticky liquid stuck to the latex glove. The more you rubbed over his soaked panties, the darker the spot got. Now you were smirking sweetly, whispering playfully “you are getting so wet for me.” After you finished your sentence, you could swear more precum spurt out of his slit. Did that comment embarrass him? His tender and slim body trembled ever so slightly, eyes sparkling and begging you to do more. “How adorable.” You added, before licking his earlobe.

The boy jerked, hands clutching the dress to hold it up higher. Then he closed his eyes, clenching them tightly enough for a single tear to run down his cheek. Mind racing and heart pounding while your hand kept playing with his dick. “Hmm..hngh..” soft whimpers left him, and his eyes became watery, more tears were about to spill. Slowly you changed from his ear to his neck, kissing and sucking on multiple spots. Leaving a trail of marks behind. Only a few minutes later the red spots build, proof of your claim over him. The beautiful hickeys you left behind encouraged you to go further, the hand on his waist now slipped to his thighs. You rubbed his tip a little longer, until your fingers were coated with his precum entirely, then you moved on to his entrance again.

Soft and sweet moan filled the room, all muffled through a thin fabric. Your fingertips tapped his entrance again, the white fluid now stuck to his rim too. He gasped, watching you play with his body as you pleased. Then you said, “you are doing so well for me, my love,” while staring at him with loving eyes. Dazai didn’t know what to do in that situation, so he averted his gaze. You smirked at the sudden shyness from the male, before sticked a finger inside him. “Mhmm! Nghh.” He wines, eyes widening as he let out some more lewd noises. In the meantime you worked him open, a second finger followed soon. “So good for me, my pretty boy.” At the sound of that compliment, he dick twitched inside his panties. Why were your words so addicting? They were so sweet, it made him feel weird and warm. As if he was a small, weak and precious thing that deserved any of this. Though one question lingered in the back of his mind, was he truly deserving of this?

His tears finally spilled, hands quivering while pleasure coursed through him. Suddenly you raised his leg and brought it over your shoulder, grinning the entire time as you did that. The black laced thigh highs he wore were beyond attractive, enough to make you feel butterflies. “Y/n.. nHhh, mh- please..” he managed to breath out through gritted teeth. You just kept smiling while you rubbed your fingers against his soft and warm insides, admiring how beautiful he looked right now. “Ahh! Oh-ohhh..it feels good.” The brunette groaned and stopped biting the dress, but his hands were still holding it up. Instead of punishing him, you just let it be, you loved hearing him talk anyway.

Wet and lewd squelching sounds left whenever you trusted your fingers inside him, followed by a fierce jerk from the male. He’d arch his back and whine about wanting more. “So cute, I love you my dear.” You chuckled, before you took your fingers out. Sticky strings were connecting the glove to his insides. “Really adorable..” this time you muttered under your breath, staring at his vulnerable state with focused eyes. His lips shook, eyes half lidded, brows furrowed while a deep crimson blush spread across his features. Not to mention how perverted this position was. It exposed all of his shameful parts, as well as his most sensitive spots.

The way his thrust his hips indicated how he wanted more, a disappointed whine left him, a plead for more of this bliss he was feeling. His entrance clenched shut immediately, and the sticky liquid dripped down his tender skin. “You look so beautiful right now.” You praised him, and it made his dick twitch. Then you lined your own one up with his hole after finishing preparing everything, and pressed the tip against him. “Tell me if it hurts, alright?” Even though you whispered that into his ear, he couldn’t register most of your words. His eyes were glued to your length, anticipation filling him as he thought about taking you. Lips pressed shut and gaze eagerly waiting for you to fill him up. You also noticed how his rim kept loosening and clenching, as if his body was begging for you.

With a swift motion, you started putting it in. Only the tip alone was enough to make him into a mess, eyes rolling back as a storm of moans escaped his throat. “Ahh!! Ngh hmMM! Oh- y/N~moreee.. hahh, ple-please..!!” Dazai spout, spitting one nonsense after another. His tongue rolled out while you carefully bottomed out inside him. He tried his best to resist the urge to cum right there right now, especially after feeling it hit against his innermost parts. There was no helping it, it was just so deep inside him! You hugged him again, causing his leg to be raised to his chest. A dumbfounded look was on the boy’s face, and so you explained. “Lay back and enjoy this, alright?”

And you bet he did. When you started moving, all he could think about was you. He couldn’t move an inch while your member continued going in and out of him, so gently and slow, but hard enough to make him see stars. Each time you hit it against his sweet spot he’d cry out, panting and whimpering in delight. “Ah.. ah, uhhh, ahh, y/n- master..!” even now he is still calling you that, but you didn’t mind. After all, he was your good boy, your one and only love, your adorable pet. You kissed his lips, all while pounding inside him with a steady rhythm. Why was this so stimulating? Was what dazai thought. You weren’t being really fast or excessively rough, so why did it feel so damn good?

His heart felt like exploding whenever you calling him by some cute pet names, or even his own name. Sensations strong enough to wipe any thoughts off his mind kept gushing inside him, coursing through his veins and taking him to paradise. When you broke the kiss, he didn’t even notice how he chased after your lips. Still sobbing and crying while begging you for more, wanting to feel more of your touch, more of your voice, more of you. It was warm, it felt really hot inside him. There was no way to describe this other than lust, it must be because you are so skilled..! That’s why whenever you call him cute names he feels himself edging closer to the edge, that’s why your touch always ignites a fire within him, that’s why he always feels so happy when with you.

“Ahh.. I love you, y/nn..” he called out to you again, smiling sweetly while being held in your arms. “I really do..”

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SHARING IS (NOT) CARING: PROFESSOR!DAZAI

✩ ‧ ˚. synopsis: he has to teach your class for the day, but there's no way either of you will be able to focus with you sitting in the front row.

contents: fem!reader. college AU. professor x student. not proofread and written in under five minutes. i forgot how to write dazai, whoops. i'll probably write more in this AU later on bc i think it has potential. -1K words.

professor!dazai is well aware that he shouldn't be romantically involved with a student, but justifies it to himself by reasoning that you're not in his class, so it should be okay. even though your university's policy allows teacher-student relationships if they aren't in the same field, he still tries to keep it mostly a secret—after all, he wouldn't want to risk anything on your part.

but one day, your professor's absent, and luckily (or not), dazai's the only one available to step in for the day. imagine his surprise when he realizes that the class he hesitantly agreed to sub for today was your class, and as luck would have it, you sit in the front row.

"alright, class, i don't really know what you're supposed to be doing, but—"

"there should be an outline on the desk, sir," the girl next to you pipes up, smiling bashfully at dazai. he pauses and nods at her gratefully, doing his best to not make eye contact with you as he skims over the outline. you're equally as unsure as he is, because you never expected to be in this situation: with your boyfriend as your actual professor, even if it was just for a day.

"oh, great, i have to give a lecture," dazai grumbles, holding the papers in the same hand that's also holding a cup of steaming hot coffee. he sighs, eyes professionally surveying the room before finally settling on you. "would you mind giving me a quick summary of whatever you're supposed to be learning today?" he asks, hiding his little smile behind the cup of coffee he presses to his lips.

you nod, but right before you open your mouth, the girl next to you speaks up again. "i can do it, professor," she offers, beaming at dazai as if she's the personification of joy and happiness. and it's almost comical, the way dazai barely spares her a glance before returning his attention to you.

so you give him a brief summary of what your actual professor had said your class would be covering today, and dazai nods along, eyes focused intently on the outline in his hand. when you finish speaking, he stays quiet for another second before shrugging and sitting down at the teacher's desk. "i'll just find a video on it, 'cause i don't know enough to teach the subject. and honestly, i don't want to, either."

as expected.

twenty minutes go by with some youtuber's monotone voice droning on in the background, but instead of studiously taking notes (like you should be doing), you find yourself staring at dazai instead. his eyes are fixed on his phone, and it's a mystery to everyone in the room as to what he's doing. it's only when you pick up your own phone to check the time do you see a bunch of missed messages from him:

osamu: this class is so boring

osamu: how do u sit through this every. day.

osamu: i'm already falling asleep wtf

osamu: babe answer me :(

osamu: do you hate me :( if not answer me :(

you bite your lip in a futile effort to hide the smile that's threatening to grow on your lips, which would be suspicious, considering that there's practically nothing to smile about in this dull lecture hall.

you: shut up i'm trying to focus

dazai shoots you a subtle grin from his spot up front and replies quickly enough to make you wonder if all this time, he's just been staring at your name on his phone.

osamu: ik you're not paying attention

osamu: play me in 8 ball

you: no

"you in the front," dazai calls from his desk, clearly directing his voice towards you. he raises an eyebrow coyly, and continues, "shouldn't you be taking notes?"

the girl next to you snickers, not seeming to catch the look you give her. dazai clears his throat and looks at you pointedly, obviously trying not to show his amusement.

"okay," you mutter, shooting dazai a vicious death glare. he winks back at you, a teasing smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"what was that?" he asks in response, pretending not to have heard you. it's embarrassingly obvious that he's just messing with you, and you wonder why you ever agreed to date this man in the first place—of course he'd pull something like this the one day he gets to have authority over you.

"yes, professor," you say with a witheringly forced smile. dazai's smile turns uncertain as he dips his head in reply and instantly picks up his phone.

osamu: i'm sorry pls don't make me sleep on the couch

you: i won't :)

you: you'll be out on the porch tonight :)

osamu: wait no

osamu: i love u

osamu: pls don't do this to me ilysm

"hey," the girl next to you whispers, drawing your attention away from your phone and to her uncomfortably close voice. "isn't professor dazai hot?"

she's not a quiet whisperer, and something about dazai's forcibly calm expression makes you certain that he can hear every word. "i guess," you answer noncommittally. hopefully, your tone doesn't betray how close you are to clawing out your eyes.

"do you think he's single?"

"no. and even if he was, i doubt you'd be his type," you reply with a sickeningly sweet smile. dazai coughs into his arm, obviously trying to hide the laugh he had just choked out. the girl's eye twitches, and you hold your smile until she rolls her eyes and looks away.

osamu: ur so funny i'll kms

you: ur still sleeping on the porch.

osamu: babe :(

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akutopia · 2 months

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I WANNA RIDE! osamu dazai x afab reader ⋆𐙚₊˚

dom dazai, slight sadism, dacryphilia, slight degradation, condescending but sweet dazai, size kink, sub reader!

NSFW CONTENT 17+!

“don’t hurt yourself, pretty”

chuckled dazai, the pupils of his eyes expanding slightly as he watches the sight in front of him; you and your weak attempt to ride him.

your hips stutter forward, unsure of what to do. you let out a whimper of embarrassment, shaky fingers wrapping around his cock. with an exhale, dazai smiled before he cooed.

“such a feeble thing you are..”

he laughed, brushing a strand of hair away from your flushed face.

“my, my.. too shy to put it in, huh? no need to act like a prude.. you’re the one that's always asking for more..”

“osamu!”

you whined, lightly hitting his chest with your fist. he was doing this on purpose, and you knew that. it was another scheme of his he had plotted— trying to make you take some sort of initiative because: did he love it when you were so uncomfortable, so nervous because he’d always fuck you without you having to plead.

dazai was surprisingly a gentlemen. he knew your pretty body was so sensitive, so tender. he’s spent time studying: he had known when you were needy, needy for him.

he spoiled you greatly. so even with your whines and pouty looks, dazai knew you were needy enough to try to ride him.

“osamu!”

you call out again, lip trembling. satisfaction takes over him, and he’s quick to wrap his arms around you with a smile, pulling you in

“want me that bad, darling?”

you nod against his neck with a sniffle, trembling legs struggling to hold yourself above his length.

“you’re bein’ so mean, samu..”

you soft mutters bring a lovesick expression to his face. god, he really was a fallen man.. a bandaged hand travels to lightly brush over the bud of your chest, making you squirm.

“m’ sorry, pretty. guess you can’t help being a slut for me”

he spoke with his lips curled up. and in response, you can only protest with a small sound. and yet, impatience becomes you. you’ve reached a point beyond embarrassment to where you drop yourself directly on his cock.

you squeal, gasping upon the not so sudden intrusion. even with thin and calloused fingers that previously opened you up, you’re always taken aback by how well he fills you up.

“s-samu.. it’s so… t-too big—”

you choked out with a whimper, tears welling up in your eyes. and yet you look up to meet your lover’s gaze, wanting to shift your hips for more stimulation.

dazai groans, thumb reaching up to brush away your pretty tears. his lips are quick to press against the temple of your cheek before he nods.

“it’s too big? now, now. you can take it. take it for me, darling”

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#anime #bsd #bsd smut #bungou stray dogs #dazai x reader #dazai osamu #armed detective agency #ranpo edogawa #ranpo x reader #atsushi nakajima #chuuya nakahara #atsushi x reader #chuuya x reader #fyodor dostoevsky #fyodor x reader #kunikida doppo

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dazaisslave · 3 months

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「 DAZAI OSAMU 」 — " you're so pretty " !

⟡ . prompt : dom! dazai x sub! reader

⟡ . warnings : reader has a female autonomy, fluff to smut? , dazai gets super worked up and is a sadist, degrading + praise, spitting, hairpulling, choking, dacriphyllia, gagging, edging, overstimulation, use of bandages, a little dark.

⟡ . before you read : minors and ageless blogs dni.

it had been a tiring day at work for both you and dazai at the agency. currently, both of you were walking to the agency dorms together hand in hand. upon arriving right infront of the familiar abandoned sight which was home to the both of you, a sigh escaped your lips , dazai looked down at you before a smile appeared on his lips, "tiring day huh? I can understand..kunikida was so mean at work today!" the words left his mouth with a dramatic tone as you just palmed your forehead lightly with a soft smile on your face.

"can we go inside now? your monologue can wait until you're alone you know" you said nudging his arm in a teasing manner. he just pouted and dramatically put his hand over his heart "ah belladonna! what a cold hearted woman you are!". you just chuckled at his silliness and walked into your shared room before flopping yourself onto the mattress in the middle of the tatami mats. it was a little messy in the room as you and dazai didn't clean up before leaving.

you yawned a bit as you felt a pair of familiar hands wrap around you from behind, and pressing their body against yours. "you tired? today was rough huh..." dazai spoke in a calm and relaxed tone as he put one of his legs over yours. you chuckled a bit, as you ranted on about all the events that took place that very day "uh huh...I had a hard time figuring out the case assigned to me today but fortunately ranpo-san was nearby so I was in luck and to add on...." you told him more details about your day but he wasn't even listening.

the leg which was over yours was now kneeing you right at your covered womanhood. your talking was interrupted as you realised what was happening at that very moment, as dazai's hands travelled up to hold your tits, his fingers teasing your clothed nipples until they started getting hard and perky. "w-wait! dazai— nghh!"

"I apologize for the man I'm about to become bella, you're just so breathtaking, I can't help myself" he leaned in closer as he nibbled on your earlobe before he pinned you down beneath him. his movements were rough but slow, his hands lifted up your shirt along with the bra that was underneath it just to grope your tits in a very harsh manner making you whimper in pain, the whimper that left your mouth made it so tempting for him to just shove his cock right in your mouth but he could never give in so early.

he was taking it slow just to see how quickly you'd get impatient and start begging for him. the man put his mouth on your right breast, as he started licking and sucking on it while maintaining eye contact with you which made you turn red from embarassment, "stop looking at me like th— fuck!" you were interrupted when he bit the nipple he was sucking on. it was painful but dazai enjoyed it.

"you're so fucking mean" you said with slight annoyance causing him to raise an eyebrow "oh yeah? how fragile you are, it seems i always cause you pain just to satisfy my own needs...." as much as he was trying to make it seem like he felt bad, he did not, the jerk was enjoying it. "i promise you, bella, ill reward you in the end if you're obedient~" his honey like voice had such a huge effect on you making you feel helpless.

"but, unfortunately ill need to arrange something so that you won't be able to interrupt me while i work" he pretends to think for a second before an idea pops up in his mind. the man took off the bandages on his neck, revealing the bare skin behind it, using them to tie your hands together before he also grabbed a mouthgag from his drawer. his eyes analysing your body as you sat on your knees with your hands tied behind your back and the mouthgag preventing you from speaking as it caused drool to run down your mouth.

"my my, am i in heaven?" the words left his mouth with a chuckle following. your upper half was exposed as dazai also started to undress your lower half to reveal your dripping cunt. "oh my, you were just complaining about how mean I was a few minutes ago but you're dripping this hard? does that mean you enjoy it when I treat you like a doll?" this man could say the most disgusting shit and somehow it'd still be hot. two of his fingers teased the entrance of your clit, pulling on it and stroking it making you whine against the mouth gag, saliva running down both sides of your lips.

you were trying to beg him to quit teasing you but the mouthgag made it impossible. dazai, of course knew this but acted clueless on the matter, "what's wrong bella? if you wanna make a request, you'll have to use your words you know~" you just sat there , trying to endure how dazai was playing with your clit. finally , he pushed his two fingers in, pumping them in and out, making you roll your eyes and arch your back against his fingers. you could feel yourself getting close until he realised this and pulled them out.

your eyes widened as you looked at the man with tears foaming in your eyes, "shhh, it's okay doll, you're doing so well for me, it's only a matter of time till I give you your reward, just have a little patience for me okay?" you were embarassed to even look at him in that pathetic state as tears started running down your cheeks. "ignoring me hm? what if i give you a bit of freedom hm? it's only fair since you were obedient that whole time", he says taking the mouthgag out from your mouth , making you gasp for breath.

"I wonder if you can last through this~. naturally, one has to work for a reward" the words that left his mouth were followed by a sinister grin, his hands removing the clothing that had been covering his lower half, to reveal parts of his legs that were bandaged , you didn't even get to get a look at his pretty cock because it was already in your mouth. dazai put your hair behind your ear and grabbed a handful of it while he forcefully thrust himself inside your mouth, "god, bella! your mouth is so skilled when it comes to stuff like this, what a talented doll you are".

he wasnt being gentle with it either. you were huffing and trying your best not to gag but it was unavoidable with the way he was forcing himself inside you. "such a professional, aren't you? I'm about to cum so make sure you swallow all of it yeah? otherwise there'll be consequences~" his voice was like honey but his intentions weren't. beads of sweat running down his forehead as the moonlight pierced through your glass window, shining on his skin. he released in your mouth after a bit. naturally, you stuck your tongue out to show him because that's the only way he'd be satisfied.

"you took me well, so as a reward, I'll untie the bandages for you but if you dare cum before me, I'll make sure that you don't get to cum the whole night. does your pretty head understand or are you too dumb that you can't talk?" you just nodded and barely manged to utter out your consent. a mischievous grin forming on dazai's face before he snapped his finger , causing the bandages around your hands to fall off almost instantly. his hands travelled to your plushy thighs , putting them over his shoulder as he lined up his cock before your entrance.

pushing inside you without a warning was something you should've expected from the bastard, throwing your head back onto the pillow placed on top of the futon as dazai's thrust sped up by each second passing by, your head was dizzy with visible hearts in your eyes, cheeks painted red with drool running down from your lips. "fuck!— belladonna! how long was it since we fucked? your little cunt is clenching around me so tightly" breathy but low moans left his mouth before he leaned in to wrap it around your nipple, sucking and licking on it while making eye contact with you.

"don't look at me like— fuck! bastard...." being the jerk he was, he only laughed like a maniac and continued thrusting inside before lightly biting on your nipple making you whince in pain. moans leaving your mouth by each second as you felt your orgasm getting closer. "w-wait dazai! I'm close!—" he only chuckled and whispered in a sadistic tone "you know you can't cum yet~ but you're so pretty like this that I almost want you to cum just so i can torture you for my satisfaction all night" his words caused tears to run down your cheeks, he whispered sweet things to you to comfort you but he was secretly enjoying seeing you vulnerable.

at last, you creamed all over his cock and unfortunately before him too, knowing the outcome of it, you were beginning to regret agreeing to his conditions. his hands travelled to your neck to hold it with a strong force to cut off your air, "my oh my....you really want me to touch you all night huh? well...it'll be my pleasure 'donna".

#dazai x reader #bungo stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs x reader #dazai x reader smut #dazai osamu #dazai smut #bsd dazai #bungou stray dogs dazai

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lukall705 · 8 days

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Why do so many talented writers waist their talent on making incest or straight up S@ smut 🙂

just had to unfollow another person cuz i found out they made a incest fanfic!!><

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kougiri · 2 years

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Can you write the punishment for dazai pls 🙏🏽

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𝘊𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 Order number: 1

𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙩 Order number: 13, 30, 27, 35

𝘼𝙙𝙙-𝙤𝙣𝙨 Order number: 6,7, 9, 2, 23, 24, 25

𝙎𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙨 Order number: 5 to 1

𝘾𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣: Dazai Osamu

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Wishing for this already? That's quite erotic of you. However, your desires are mine to please after all.

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Content warning: Nsfw

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Why don't you tell me how you feel?

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◈ Dazai's breathing hitched as you pushed your fingers into him, prepping for the best sensation that you gave him in the past years. A soft gasp escaping his lips as you curl your fingers, hitting his prostate repeatedly, gently, and softly.

◈ You thrust your fingers for a while before stopping and pulling your fingers out, making him whine for the lack of pleasure. Pushing into him as he moans softly. Running your hand up his spine, brushing your hand over his brown hair, you cupped his face. "Why don't you tell me how you feel?"

◈ You began to move your hips, snapping them against his. Dazai leaned his head to lay on your shoulders. Gasps and moans fell from his lips. You kissed his neck, continuing to move your hips. With each thrust, Dazai moaned louder which only aroused you even more.

◈ Dazai bit your neck as he came undone, loud moans leaving his lips. Sighing softly, you pulled out and pecked him on the cheeks.

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#kaugiri cafe order #bsd #bsd x reader #bsd x you #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs #dazai x you #sub dazai #dazai x reader #dazai imagines #dazai osamu #dom reader

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asimpforyagami · 1 month

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THIS IS A BLURB.

↷ A/N ─ yes i may have watched bsd and yes i may have added another fandom to my list of things i write for and yes i may have also fallen for nakahara chuuya

★ TAGS ─ dazai x reader, pm!dazai, dom!dazai, sub!reader has an ability (what it is is up to you), oral (m receiving), spanking, degradation, bondage, fingering, unprotected sex, p in v, begging, edging

thinking about getting recruited by the youngest and greatest executive in the history of the port mafia. how excited yet nervous you'd be as you entered osamu dazai's training room, eyes wandering over the peeled walls covered in blood and marks from the bullets of various guns. how he'd assure you that it was nothing with a light kiss on your hand. how he'd smile before giving you the harshest training one could imagine. one that'd leave you weak to your knees, yet never covered in injuries. how he'd degrade you every time your breath felt heavy, and you were about to pass out. "oh, you're tired already? perhaps you need a little motivation?" he'd say before spanking you as if you were a toddler, and you'd cry out because it was so blissful, yet so wrong. how he'd order you to shut up and suck him when you went wrong, throat gagging over his thick and hard dick. "dirty little slut, can't even handle training a little ability. in the port mafia you're either used or thrown away." tears would well in your eyes and you'd try to nod, his big cock shoved all the way into your mouth. but then he'd tie you up with his bandages to the wall and make you use your ability to free yourself, fucking you with his slender fingers and making you beg to come, edging you relentlessly. he'd laugh harshly at how pathetic you looked, calling you a needy bitch. "be a good girl and get out of there, and i may think about letting you come." you didn't have to know that his touch ceased your ability, did you? so you'd kick around in the air and concentrate on your ability all you could, but the feeling of his cock now inside you would be too much for you to handle, fogging your brain completely, and he'd spank your ass even harder. it hurt, but you had agreed to this, hadn't you? he had warned you when he had met you for the first time that this was going to be dangerous, and the training would be merciless. you had wanted this from the start, and you couldn't back away now, could you?

FULL VERSION COMING SOON.

#bsd #bsd dazai #bungo stray dogs #dazai osamu #dazai x reader #bungou stray dogs dazai #osamudazai #dazai bsd #dazai smut #dazai scenarios #bsd smut #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs dazai #blurb

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