rshoumon

[rshoumon]

you and i walk a fragile line

You try to deny it, but the shocked look in your eye gives you away. How had he been able to tell from something as innocuous as that?

x

"Please don't leave me here," you beg. "I don't want to die here Akutagawa, please."

A rumble starts in Akutagawa's chest as he groans and decides what to say. You're sure that he wants to rid himself of you, but to your surprise and relief, one of his arms wraps around your shoulders.

"Rashomon: Tenma tengai!"

x

Akutagawa isn’t stupid, but he is dumbfounded. He knows precisely what you’ve said to him as you clean up your lunch and leave the kitchen. He just can’t understand why you’d be so careless as to fall in love with him.

part one out now!! read on ao3

[rshoumon]

HOW BSD BOYS KISS YOU

࿐ྂ how surreal it feels … with your lips pressed against mine

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: dazai, chuuya, atsushi, akutagawa

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: a mention of near death-experience, but nothing explicit. otherwise, enjoy the fluff ;)

𝐀/𝐍: back after a forever of being on hiatus lol! i hope you all enjoy <3

DAZAI:

when he kisses you, the man has not the slightest ping of shame. be it in the armed detective agency office building or on the street, he’ll grab you by the waist when you least expect it and go in for the kiss. it’s starts out sweet … always. you savor the moment of peace with his lips lingering over your own as a soft act of affection. sometimes it’ll end that way, but there are the exceptions when he’s either feeling touch starved or jealous. that’s when he’ll hold onto you for a second longer and deepen your kiss with an overwhelming hunger.

CHUUYA:

he’s always been a gentleman to you, and that doesn’t change whenever he feels the sudden urge to kiss you. it’ll always start with a light tap on your shoulder to grab your attention before he places his lips over your own. he generally likes to keep these acts of affection in the privacy of your home and out of the eyes of his colleagues, but there are moments when he’ll slip in a kiss when he thinks no one is looking. his kisses are always soft, you might even say hesitant, as if he’s scared you’ll pull away. of course, every time you return the kiss, he’s reassured of your love and will continue on.

𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗜:

atsushi kisses you like you’re the most precious thing in the world … because to him, there isn’t anything more he could imagine that matters more than you. his hands will softly grasp your bicep as he presses his lips against your temple, then your cheek, and finally your lips. the look in his honeycomb eyes are as calming as the midnight glow of the moon, casting its protective light against you. you can’t help but ask for more, leaning in to steal an innocent kiss of your own before backing away with a playful laugh. no matter how flustered he is because of this, he can’t help but laugh as well.

𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗪𝗔:

his kisses are hesitant and cautious, as if anything more would startle, and ultimately cause you to flee. he would initiate most kisses on your forehead. simple, but effective. the more comfortable he became with the action, the more bold he would become. eventually, after a particularly grueling mission that resulted in your near-death experience, you’d find akutagawa’s lips pressed against yours. frustrated at your stubbornness to stay by his side … but also grateful, a message exchanged through the fiercest kisses you’ve ever experienced. both your lips crashing against each other to express your overwhelming emotions.

[rshoumon]

BSD BOYS WHEN YOU SAY “I LOVE YOU”

platonic! but romantic undertones if you wish to see it that way <3 bsd and reader are friends (acquaintances (?) for aku)

CHARACTERS: akutagawa, atsushi, dazai, chuuya

WARNINGS: mentions of suicide (the usual dazai thing)

AKUTAGAWA:

you don’t remember how it happened

it must have been sometime after a mission you’d been sent on, and fate decided that you and the stone-faced mafioso would meet once again

despite being a member of the ada, due to how frequently you two got stuck in the same space, the air between akutagawa and yourself had slowly become less hostile as you both decided to keep a neutral stance concerning the other’s existence

he’d saved you once again from a common enemy you were both faced against, an act that simultaneously knocked out your aggressor

all you could think about was how tired you felt, barely capable of creating coherent thoughts

“your carelessness will get you killed one day. i will relish such an event when it happens.”

you’d snort.

“your enthusiasm is admirable. be sure to bring that to the table whenever you get a date. if that’s even possible.”

it was his turn to look at you with disgust

“you’re a fool if you think such customs are of any value to me.“

“right, right. you’re married to your work, sorry i forgot.”

“shut your trap l/n, you’re lucky i’ve allowed you to speak so carelessly as long as you have.”

“and i love you too akutagawa.”

your statement was delivered as a sarcastic remark, yet you couldn’t help but notice the sudden silence that hung thick in the air.

“you alive over there?”

“shut. up.”

ATSUSHI:

“dazai dumped another one of his assignments on you?”

you looked at the hardworking boy who currently stood on a ladder, nodding his head as he de-webbed the small crevices against the ceiling

he was hard at work, yet the subtle frown on his lips told you his enthusiasm was lacking

“yeah … it’s not too bad though. at least not this time.”

you’d nod your head, silently noting how much cleaner the office looked as attributed to atsushi’s efforts

“do you want me to get you something to eat?”

“only if you get something for yourself while you’re at it. don’t go acting like you’ve been doing nothing either.”

atsushi gave you one of those looks, reminiscent of the kind mothers would shoot towards their kids if they were suspicious on if they were taking proper care of themselves

“dawwww ～! you’re worried about little ‘ole me? i’m feeling all warm ‘n cozy now.”

all you received was a sheepish chuckle from the boy a few feet away.

“love you ‘tsushi!”

“hahaha … l-love you too?”

he flashed you a smile as sheepish as the laugh he’d released a few seconds prior. he wasn’t quite used to saying such words so casually, even if it was to a friend

he’d still watch you with a soft gaze as you made your way to the kitchen with your newfound determination to make the both of you a meal

DAZAI:

“y/nnnnnnn!”

dazai’s gleeful voice could be heard as he entered the office space in a dramatic flair. were you a fool, you would have thought that there wasn’t a single problem in the world for him. but this was dazai, there was always something that had to be done

“if you need me to do one of your errands, you may as well forget it.”

you continued to write a report for your most recent expedition out in the slums of yokohama. and what an experience it was

“so cruel! and i haven’t even said anything yet.”

a pout fell upon the man’s lips as he finally reached his desk, resting his head on the surface while peeking at your paper

“ohhhh! i see someone’s been busy ～ gone so far as having an unfortunate meeting with the port mafia hm?”

“yeah … fun.”

your eyes remained glued on the paper before you, ignoring the man-child at your side

“well then, after this why don’t we go out and do something fun ～? i heard there’s a festival in town, maybe there i can find someone to commit double suicide with!”

“i wish you good luck with that.” you’d hum in reply. “though … that does sound fun.”

“YOU MEAN YOU’D COMMIT DOUBLE-SUICIDE WITH ME?”

“NOT THAT YOU DUMBASS! I MEANT THE FESTIVAL!”

after some mindless banter, you find yourselves at the festival side by side, enjoying the spectacles around you

you didn’t think much when you said it, and you definitely didn’t think dazai would hear those three magical words slip past your lips as you gazed out at the fireworks

you couldn’t see it, due to your focus being adverted to the scene in front of you, but there was an unusual softness to his face then, even if just a second

CHUUYA:

“you couldn’t have asked anyone else to accompany you?”

the exhausted tone of the boy next to you was undeniable, paired with that bored look on his face, you were tempted to simply swat him away

“at this rate, your exhaustion is going to rub off on the both of us.”

you sighed, shifting the pile of boxes within your arms

“good, serves you right for making me your errand boy.”

you remember shoving his shoulder, causing him to almost lose balance of a similar pile of boxes in his grasp

“watch it jackass! can’t you see i’m holding this?”

“serves you right for wishing ill will upon me.”

the both of you bickered all the way to the storage room where you eventually left the boxes. you simply couldn’t wait to get out of there

“well someone’s more exhausted than they initially let on.”

chuuya’s pointed statement made you realize how off balance you felt, leaning sloppily against the concrete wall

“gimmie … five … yawn … minutes …”

you slowly slid down the wall with your eyes shut, soft breaths escaping your lips. you were completely conked out

“dumbass …”

making his way towards your snoozing figure, the red-head scooped you up into his arms quietly muttering about how careless you were

“ … mmmm , love ya chuu.”

you were definitely asleep, not even aware you were being carried by the man as you shifted in his arms

he released a subtle chuckle that vibrated through his chest

“love you too y/n.”

[rshoumon]

MASTERLIST

Armed Detective Agency

Port Mafia

Multi

[rshoumon]

DRABBLES

BSD Boys when you say “I love you” (akutagawa, atsushi, dazai, chuuya)

How BSD Boys kiss you (dazai, chuuya, atsushi, akutagawa)

[rshoumon]

PORT MAFIA

AKUTAGAWA:

A False Sense Of Security

CHUUYA:

tba

[rshoumon]

ARMED DETECTIVE AGENCY

DAZAI:

tba

ATSUSHI:

tba

KUNIKIDA:

tba

RANPO:

tba

[rshoumon]

Akutagawa x gn! ada! reader

TW: description of blood, violence but nothing explicit

a/n: i LOVE the trope of potential lovers starting on opposite sides yet slowly growing accustomed to one another. i may make this a series?? or just keep it a one-shot lol.

The lingering feeling of bloodlust lay thick in the air, though from where you stood, you were incapable of pointing out its origin.

The scenery around you was obscured by shadows, the view sending chills down your spine, shaking you to your very core. As a new member of the Armed Detective Agency, you should have expected to be thrown into situations such as this, however it was only now, with the impending feeling of doom hovering over you, that you understood how much you overestimated your abilities.

Your first mission was to search an abandoned warehouse for leads that would help lead to the capture of illegal trades between small-scale gangs. The warehouse was supposed to be empty by the time you’d gotten there, however there was something in the air that begged to say otherwise.

You continued your survey of the area, silently noting the broken crates around you. There was undoubtedly some sort of conflict that broke out between the individuals that made the deal. There wasn’t a body to see in sight, but patches of blood decorated the floor in an ungracious work of abstract art.

The stench in the warehouse was enough to urge your insides to churn. You did what you could to hold yourself together and not make a break for it while you still had the chance. You refused to walk out on your first solo mission. It wouldn’t leave a good taste in your mouth no matter the case.

You continued forward, searching for any form of identification of these dealers that you could bring back to the agency. Anything.

It was as you approached the back entrance of the warehouse that you finally realized the true danger you’d walked into.

From around the final crate which so happened to be intact, you caught sight of a face that Kunikida, Atsushi, and the remainder of the Armed Detective Agency warned you against encountering under any circumstances.

Raven black locks that faded into a dreary white framed the pale features of a young man who stared at the pile of bodies that were laid out before him. All of them were dead.

You clamped a hand over your mouth to try and silence the whimper that threatened to make itself known, however the action only seemed to notify the man of your presence.

“Who’s there?” He called out, his voice raspy before being followed by a harsh cough. “If you do not show yourself, I ensure you I’ll find you myself. Whether it be alive or dead … is your choice.”

You couldn’t help the impulsive gulp of air you’d taken, the beating of your heart now painfully obvious in its efforts to leap out of your chest. Deciding that you’d rather not get skewered the moment you were found, you made your way out from your hiding spot with your hands raised over your head.

“I’m not here to fight.“ You whispered, any attempt to keep your voice stern now lost in the wind.

He raised a thin brow at your statement, carefully observing your person to ensure that you came unarmed. You could feel the way his eyes ran over you, like a predator gazing at its prey, the act alone froze you from taking any other steps.

“I was here to investigate the dealings made between the two gangs that were scheduled to meet here.“

A scoff was all that you were met with.

“Well as you can see, you’re too late.” Akutagawa motioned his head towards the pile of dead bodies a few yards away from you. “I’d rid the streets of Yokohama of yet another pack of rats. What reason do I have of not adding you to the list?”

His words were sharp, rolling off the tongue with ease yet not without a sense of malice.

“I — I’m not here to fight, like I said.” You began, barely capable of keeping yourself standing as your legs shook with fear. The sight seemed to only further anger the man before you. “I’m here under the orders of the Agency, nothing more.”

“The Agency? What a joke. Getting rid of you would benefit the Port Mafia from yet another pest from snooping into our business. Are you certain you want those to be your last words?”

A red beam of light formed from behind Akutagawa’s figure, outlining a black beast-like creature that lay behind him. It’s voice was nothing more than a low growl, yet it sounded like nothing that was of this world. A demon.

As you prepared to make a break for it, you caught the sight of a sniper from the corner of your eye from the rooftop, with their gun pointed straight towards Akutagawa.

Despite the fact that the black-clad male tried to kill you moments before … you remembered a conversation between Atsushi and yourself moments after you were warned of the danger Akutagawa posed to the agency.

“I know we told you about Akutagawa earlier … and I won’t retract my statement in the slightest.” Atsushi stood strong concerning his stance on the horrible acts Akutagawa committed in the past, yet there was something in his eye that shone with something … you couldn’t quite put into words.

“However, I’m not going to say he’s some irredeemable guy either. He helped me safe Yokohama from the Guild, albeit unwillingly. I think there’s potential in him. To … become something more.”

You haven’t been able to get his words out of your head since you’d first laid eyes upon the man, however you were able to come to one conclusion and the underlying meaning of Atsushi’s words.

Though you weren’t capable of dealing any damage to him, Atsushi didn’t wish for his rival to meet his end.

That sentiment must have been why you activated your ability when you did, a sense of determination washing over you all at once.

“You Reap What You Sow!” You cried out.

Particles of light formed around the bullet shot towards Akutagawa, stopping it in its tracks completely before being flung back towards the sniper who made the initial shot. You’d reflected the bullet at an angle where it wouldn’t hit them in any vital spot, however it was enough to incapacitate their ability to shoot.

Of course, despite your act being in defense of the mafioso, he seemed none too happy with the display.

“I didn’t need your help.” He hissed.

With the blood rushing through you from the most recent events and your assumed success, you couldn’t find it in yourself to lie over and take his ungrateful behavior. You’d just saved him after all.

“I never needed your permission.” You snapped back haughtily, your gaze returning to meet his in a silent clash of wits.

Both of you continued your silent stare down until Akutagawa clicked his tongue. The sound of a gunshot rang through the air, however unlike before, this bullet was aimed towards you.

In a manner mirroring the events before, Rashoumon had extended out in front of you, stopping the bullet in its tracks before falling aimlessly onto the floor. You were able to catch a glimpse of the sniper positioned back on the rooftop, though his posture seemed much sloppier than before.

“You should have killed him.” Akutagawa stated simply, before carefully making his way towards the sniper’s position, not sparing a single glance in your direction.

“You should leave, before this little grace period finally comes to an end.”

Your first encounter with the mafioso was unprecedented … however at the very least, you could understand Atsushi’s sentiment towards the man, even if only just a little.

a/n: one small note concerning y/n’s ability, “You Reap What You Sow” is purely defensive, reflecting any attack back towards the one who initiated the attack in the first place.

[rshoumon]

INTRODUCTION

࿐ྂ can you feel the love tonight ?

greetings everyone! this blog will mainly contain drabbles/fics and hc ideas i come up with at random times —- i will mainly write for bungo stray dogs in this blog, however it is possible that i’ll add more to that list as i gain inspiration.

i aim to keep this blog non-lewd, however considering the fandom there’s bound to be some dark and disturbing content. i’ll be sure to tag those warnings and am open to reminders if i so happen to miss any.

anyways, welcome to my blog!! i hope you enjoy whatever work you may find <3

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