#{ musings; kunikida }

[weebsh-t]

Ok. So wait. Wait so. Ok so wait

So Kunikida is clearly meant to be like... struggling SEVERELY with himself right now, yes?

You can't exactly blame the guy after what he's went through and is still actively going through, but it really does feel like Asagiri is belabouring the point that he's SERIOUSLY struggling right now. He accepts the possibility of being incarcerated for a horrific and traumatic (to him!) crime he had no hand in because it 'punished' him in his guilt. Saigaku remarks that his pulse signifies relief when Kunikida is under the impression he and all of his friends are about to die. Kunikida himself ruminates on this in the helicopter, before promptly flinging himself off the damn thing to stop Tetchou when Chuuya was right there. Right before striking him, 'Ame-No-Gozen' says that he is 'wounded' and that he has a troubled heart and hollow hopes.

At bare minimum, also taking into account how he saved Aya in her introduction, Kunikida has a bit of a self-sacrificial streak and some serious self loathing and doubts. At a stretch, the guy seems to be just as if not more readily suicidaI than Dazai.

I guess what I'm saying is. Where is Asagiri going with this? I genuinely wonder if this will be resolved as there's been so much attention put onto it.

[nebulanewts]

To mix things up,here’s some of the most recent μ's and Aqours collab art! Ngl the main reasons I decided to post these next is bc the art is rlly good and they kinda match cndjdj - Anyway,idk what it is but I always love seeing the characters in yukatas like the patterns are always rlly nice and they look great in them too c: and also is it just me or does Aqours look a little bit older in this picture?? Like I can’t explain why they just do

[pastel-rights]

A couple BSD AU designs I crafted up based on musing shenanigans between me and my friends 🫶

Here’s ( Part Two ) of this uh. mini series ig!!

[fyodior]

omg. ik kunikida is like really dom. but like. subby kuni is a need and a want

he definitely covers his face, his ears and cheeks red with embarrassment. if you're riding or using your cock/strap, he's so embarrassed. he's used to being dominant, so not being in charge is new for him.

it takes a while for him to even be on the bottom just because he likes things to stay the same.

once he gives in, he's just a wreck.. it takes him a while to get used to it. he probably still isn't even used to it. he'll do anything to please his partner, though. (service top. he's a service top)

he only bottoms a few times ever. he just likes being a top.

if you're both tops though.. consider it difficult. also consider you and him continuously switching trying to top each other.

you're on the bottom until you pin him instead. then he pins you and thrusts. until you get the upper hand and do the same to him. you're really just rolling around and thrusting into each other, honestly.

-lime anon

SUBBY KUNIKIDA IS SUUUUCHHH A NEED!!!!!

he is SUCH a creature of habit that if he's not usually a sub that would stress him out, but you just have to show him how good of a time it can be. he is HUMILIATED tho you're right, his face bright red and burning with embarrassment. he can barely face you as you inch your cock/strap into his hole, legs trembling where they're already wrapped around your waist. it feels so so damn good though he honestly can't believe you guys have never done this before.... if he wasn't getting his brains fucked out he'd pull out his journal and write down "remember to get fucked more often."

kuni is SUCH a service top tho. like he's usually the one doing the actual fucking, but above all else he wants you feeling good. he has pages and pages of data he's collected and things he wants to remember written down in his notebook of what gets you screaming and things he's heard from others that might work. he's perfectly memorized every one of your sweet spots and every little way to thrust or lick that makes you crazy. kunikida doesn't feel accomplished unless you've had at least 5 orgasms. he's crazy like that

and i love the idea of fighting about who gets to top LMAO

[rozewrites]

( important question: y'all think Dazai and Kunikida ever call each other by their first names? )

[sandwichsakurauchi]

chubbykanmuses Yup. That's a very adorable and Wife-worthy cutie.

"W-WIF-... C-CUTE-...?!

...Z-ZURAMARU, TALK SHENSHE INTO THEM."

"But you are cute, Yoshiko-chan. Ever since you passed five hundred pounds, you've been looking more like a big, fluffy stuffed animal, zura..."

"...I-Ish that a compliment or an inshult?!"

"...Hmhmph~"

[jade-lop]

I might be projecting, but why I felt the way Dazai teased Kunikida was kind of similar to how he teased Odasaku?

Kunikida and Odasaku often fell for his (harmless) tricks, though they reacted differently.

[adaintern]

Do you ever just……

When someone you admire and respect as a content creator likes your stuff??

No? Just me? Okay that’s fine

[eternalstarlights]

@a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses for a starter between Kunikida and Nathaniel

Kunikida looked over the details of the mission when Nathaniel walked in. A week ago, Nathaniel had told him that he wanted to help the Armed Detective Agency with their missions. At first, Kunikida refused as it was the agency’s job to do the missions and Nathaniel only needed to focus on healing himself. Nathaniel insisted and Yosano had even approved Nathaniel being healthy enough both physically and mentally to go on one. In fact, she suggested that it can help Nathaniel. Kunikida was not sure what she meant by that but he gave in.

Fortunately, a case did come in that required Nathaniel’s help. It was a murder case in a church. Kunikida believed that there might be more than what meets the eye, especially in a religious matter.

“Nathaniel, it is a good thing that we have your help. We would need your expertise for this case. There was a murder in a church a few days ago. The victim, Aoi Sakura was religious and attended church every Sunday. A few days ago, she was found dead a few hours after mass, strangled and beaten to death.” Kunikida paused before continuing.

“Are you sure you want to help with this case?”

[venusenshi]

love live sifas

[vitasexualiiis]

my happy place lately has been thinking about kunikida having a big ol' messy mental breakdown and katai taking care of him.

after the current manga arc, not knowing what else to do with himself as everyone recovers, kunikida goes to go check on katai.

he doesn't want to talk about what happened, doesn't gripe about katai's mess, doesn't complain about his coworkers.

instead, after a stilted greeting, he starts to pick up katai's house in relative silence, tidying like usual. he puts in his laundry. takes out his trash. scrubs his sink, though katai notices it's with a shaking, unsteady grip, too-smooth skin stretched over smooth white knuckles.

the doctor's had at him, again, katai realizes idly.

the silence is welcome, companionable, almost, but kunikida finds he can't stop thinking. about his job, his life, the people he'd failed, the fate of the world, his hands (or, rather, the nightmare of lacking them), and unable to keep it in anymore, he just...pauses, waits, and completely loses it. in a big way.

bigger and scarier than katai has ever seen him lose it before.

and, quietly and with surprising confidence, katai just...collects him. he pulls him gently down to his futon nest, holds him, and thinks, with the sureness of someone finally experiencing the inevitable, I can do this. I'll take care of you.

he figures, after a near-lifetime of kunikida playing maid and caretaker, that he can shoulder this. he wants to shoulder this. his clumsy hands and his malfunctioning brain don't work well enough to fold his laundry or do his dishes, but they're good enough to think of gentle reassurances as he rubs circles over kunikida's back.

after that, kunikida stays for a week.

(in a fit of bravery, katai calls the ADA for him and tells them he's not coming in. no, he doesn't know when he'll be back. yes, he's safe.)

and they just kind...of exist together, for awhile. kunikida reads and katai works a little. they nap. moments melt together and time stops existing, which, given the oppressive ticking clock that accompanied saving the entire world, kunikida is surprisingly happy to oblige.

his notebook goes mostly ignored, laying on the table with his fountain pen and keys.

they talk about nothing and everything, ordering food and enjoying the proximity, like when they were younger.

except that something is different now. or, rather, that something feels like it can't be ignored anymore. it's the elephant in the room that--during hormone-tinged sleepovers, during moments of sitting too close on a cold day, during the stolen times when they'd embraced after a crisis--would rear its inconvenient head only to sink quickly back into unconsciousness.

as they lay in companionable silence, katai's arms are heavy and solid around kunikida's waist. his body, softened and comfortable with his few extra pounds, is warm and solid along the length of kunikida's aching spine. the low hum of his voice, when he finally speaks again, tickles the nape of kunikida's neck, and for the first time in far too long, the shiver that wracks through him isn't one of fear or anger.

kunikida, despite all his height and lean muscle, despite the broadness of his shoulders, seems impossibly fragile since the last time katai's seen him. without the fire of purpose and righteous indignation holding him together, he's as loosely strung as a poorly-made doll, pliant and yielding under katai's careful, but familiar, touch.

his shuddering sigh, the shift of his hips, comes uncomfortably close to an invitation.

katai learns that kunikida is all too receptive to his wandering hands.

kunikida learns that katai is a surprisingly generous lover.

by the time the week is up, the urges they'd left so long ignored, heated with mutual inexperience, new and deliciously distracting, have settled into the quiet and easy and dependable rhythm of their friendship.

the time comes, though, when reality comes calling, and kunikida knows he can't put off leaving. he doesn't even want to think of the paperwork. hopefully ranpo doesn't smack him too hard for leaving the president without kunikida's very necessary help.

but as he's putting on his shoes to go rejoin the world, the boneless exhaustion finally replaced with resigned vigor, kunikida comments on the state of katai's slouching walls. a familiar complaint.

this time, though, katai mentions, idly and with a hint of implication, that he'd been considering buying a new place. one that didn't lean like a drunk and have cracks in the foundation big enough for crickets to get through.

one that's big enough for a guest. or a partner.

he doesn't tell kunikida that he'd only just thought of it now, but the surprised little smile that brightens kunikida's thoughtful face is enough to dissuade him from mentioning it.

with a surprisingly chaste kiss to katai's cheek, kunikida solemnly promises that he'll be back, and katai knows he will be, and when the door groans shut behind him, katai realizes he doesn't have any idea whatsoever how much house costs.

but...kunikida would know. it would be another good distraction, throwing himself into the task of helping katai pick something out. at the very least, it'd be a good excuse to keep him here for more than a few hours.

katai trusts him to find something with strong walls and room for bookshelves and a sink that kunikida didn't have to scrub so hard to get clean. maybe a trash chute. an electric dryer. a little window seat, where someone could sit and write, if they wanted to.

and, most of all, space enough for a guest. or a partner.

for kunikida, if katai could get him to stay.

somewhere that, when kunikida came home each day, face tight and shoulders tense, katai could, if he remembered, draw him a bath and drag him off to bed.

he could do that much. remember to fill the bath. probably.

somewhere new and exciting and eventually as familiar as kunikida's life and body entwined with his.

somewhere that could be home, finally, for the both of them.

[nozoberi]

LoveLive!

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[note-boom]

Okay but what if we get a time skip or an arc where we see Kyouka save her own traumatised child from certain existential dread and despair? What will we do then?

[fyodior]

fem kunikida scolding you. I need.

you're late for work and she's mad. everyone else is on a case and she's doing paper work.

you make it up to her by eating her out as she gasps and moans <3

she pushes your head closer, leaning her head back. she's very pretty like this!! she sighs into your movement.

she tells you to keep going, running her hands through your hair. she glances at the door, hoping no one comes in.

thankfully, no one manages to walk in. she cums, gasping as you lap it up. maybe she'll scold you more often, just to let you do this again..

-lime anon

YES YES YES!!! FEM KUNIKIDA MY BELOVED!!!!

she's sooo pretty, and so is her pussy :) she's a hard woman to please, with very strict yes's and no's for what gets her off, but once you finally get it right (through a LOT of trial and error) her reactions are to die for. you can reduce her to a state no one else has ever seen before - a whiny, whimpery, moany, subby kunikida who begs you for more. she pretends to scold you, but you both know its only so you'll lick her pussy harder. GODDD i can just imagine eating her out under her desk........ that sounds SO WONDERUL. and dazai (also fem) asks to borrow you sometime

[bemuseing]

@a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses

❝ NO. ❞

[sandwichsakurauchi]

"Yo!! Happy anniversary Aquoors! Ibuki didn't quite know what to get all of ya! So ibuki bought a buncha cakes and squished them into each other!"

"but uh.. Ibuki took a few bites of it.. And it tasted a tad bit too sweet! So miki-chan bought a few deep fried burgers to celebrate! she said if you had an accident needed somethin just go to the clinic!"

"Glurph- Hff... M-Mhore chake~!"

"Hic-... B-Burgersh, zura...~"

"AQOURS WITH ONE O AND SWAPPED WITH THE U!! HOW MANY TIMES MUST I CORRECT YOU, MIODA-SAN?! JUST FOR THAT I'M CONFISHCATING-MMF-ALL OF DISH FHOOD UNTIL YOU-OUMPH-LEARN HOW TO PRONOUNSHE OUR NAME CORRECTLY-MMFF!! ULPH!!"

"...Thank you, Ibukicchi~"