#Atsushi nakajima imagine

[imagineanime2022]

Making Out With S/O To Hide On A Mission

Atsushi Nakajima X Reader Osamu Dazai X Reader Ryunnosuke Akatagawa X Reader

Requested: @ghostlyintervention

Request: Hi! I really liked your jealous with bsd boys! Could you maybe do Atsushi, Dazai, Akutagawa and whoever else you want having to pretend to make out with their partner on a mission while they were running from guards or something? Thank you so much have a great day (❃•̤ॢᗜ•̤ॢ)✲*｡♡

Nakajima Atsushi

🐅 His face was bright red when you suggested a quick way that you could hide from the people chasing you. 🐅 His eyes drifting to your lips as his cheeks turn red and then he catches himself as he tries to look anywhere but you. 🐅 As you step closer to him, he looks for any way to escape the situation. Atsushi rambles out suggestions of other things that you can do to hide. 🐅 You’ll be the one that ends up connecting your lips because he’s too busy backing away from you to realise that his back was pressed against the wall and he has nowhere else to go.

You leaned over your hands resting on your knees as you tried to catch your breath, the job had gone sideways, you glanced over at Atsushi who seemed far better off than you “we can’t keep running like this… I mean you probably could but I really can’t.” You informed him and he looked at you. “What should we do?” He asked. “I-” You glanced behind him and saw the people who were looking for you. “Don’t turn around but they're behind us… We need to think of something quick.” “Umm.” He looked around. You looked around but the only thing that was close enough was him, then an idea popped into your head, you wrapped your arms around his neck and he looked down at you and frowned. “What are you doing?” “I’m going to kiss you.” You explained. “What!? Wait! There’s a stall over there, maybe there something-” “We don’t have time ‘Sushi, it’s alright just relax, I’m your girlfriend you're allowed to kiss me.” You reminded him as you pulled him closer. “But everyone will see.” He mumbled hands now resting on your waist as his eyes looked around. “That’s the point.” You smiled as you leaned closer “people tend to look away when people are being lovey dovey.” You started walking him backwards, his back hit the wall and he flinched, you looked at him and smiled as you leaned up on your tippy toes and brushed your lips against his “do you want to kiss me?” “O-of course.” You stuttered out. “Good.” You pressed your lips against his, your arms tightening around his neck, his hands squeezed at your waist as you smiled into the kiss and pulled away. “They're gone.” Atsushi mumbled. “Told you it would work.” You winked. “We should get back.” He said taking your hand and heading back to the ADA office to regroup and think of a new plan.

Osamu Dazai

🩹 This was 100% his first and only idea , he takes no other suggestion and has crowded you against the wall to carry out his plan. 🩹 He’s likely not even going to tell you what’s going on, you're going to have to put those pieces together on your own. 🩹 Dazai is very aware of everyone around you, so he definitely saw the people that you were hiding from first and more than likely covered your view of them so that if someone was seen it would only be him. 🩹 You can try and push him away but Dazai always does what he wants, he just leans in closer as he laughs at you.

Dazai saw the guards walking around the room, he knew that you’d both be noticed in no time, people knew Dazai, it would only take a few minutes for them to realise why you were both there , he placed his hands on your waist and guided you backwards until you back pressed against the wall of the large ballroom, he had been looking at you all night thinking about how beautiful you looked and how much he wanted to tell you. “Dazai what are you doing?” You asked as you glanced around the room, he caught your chin to stop you from looking around too much, he drew his attention back to him. “You look beautiful.” He said softly as he leaned closer, crowding your space and covering you from view. “You clean up well but we have a mission to finish you need to focus.” You reminded him and he smiled. “I’m focused.” He smirked as he pressed a kiss to your cheek. “Dazai.” You warned as you tried to push him away, he just leaned closer and nudged at your jaw pressing soft kisses there and knocked you face up so that he could connect your lips, you should have pulled away but you really couldn’t bring yourself to. Dazai realised that you weren’t pushing him away and he wrapped an arm around you and deepened the kiss, his other arm bracketing your face, when he pulled away he glanced behind him seeing the guards walking away and he smiled. “What the hell!?” “The guards.” He answered. “There were other ways that he could have dealt with that.” You argued teeth catching your bottom lip. “This one is more fun.” He answered his hand coming up to pull your lip from your teeth as he leaned in again, you placed your index finger over his lips to stop him from connecting your lips again. “We have a job to finish, once it’s done then you have as many kisses as you want.” You told him as you looked around the room. “You promise?” He asked with a smirk on his face. “Let’s get going.” You ordered.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa

🧥 Akutagawa was more than happy to get rid of the people following you but Mori needed them alive so you needed to find a way to lose them before heading back to the base. 🧥 Both of you think of the same thing at the same time, you're the one to say it out loud though. 🧥 He won’t disagree but there’s no agreement either, if you want to execute this plan then you’ll have to be the one to initiate the kiss. 🧥 That being said the moment that your lips connect with his he makes it as believable as possible and you're the one left breathless at the end.

You groaned as you glanced behind you and saw that they were still following you “they’re still there.” You said as you turned back around leading him towards a secluded park bench. “Remind me again why we can’t kill them?” He asked. “Mori wants them alive, remember?” You asked as he sat on the bench with a soft cough as the only indication that he was even still there. “Well then what do we do to get them to go away?” He asked “We need to get back.” You both looked at each other, you had taken a place in front of him, you both seemed to have the same idea at the same time when he looked at you, there weren’t that many people around so Akatagawa was more open to the idea but he didn’t move as he looked at you. “It’s your plan, you execute it.” He ordered and you looked at him and rolled your eyes as you moved closer nudging his legs apart so that you could get closer, you knee rested on the edge of the bench as his eyes shifted behind you, you could see a slight pinkness dusting his cheeks. “You flustered?” You asked as you leaned closer, his eyes moved back to you as they narrowed. “Of course not.” He answered eyes closing and he looked at you now refusing to look anywhere but your face. “Are you?” “Me? Do I look flustered?” You asked leaning closer. “Tch.” He grunted as he reached up and pulled you closer by your chin “last chance before I find some other way to get rid of them.” You leaned forward and connected your lips, you closed your eyes pressing closer to him as he supported you, you finally pulled away after a moment and he almost chased after you. “I think they’re gone.” “Good.” You mumbled as you stood back up, you turned to figure out the quickest way back to the base, you felt him behind you as he stood up. “We should get back, I want this mission to be over.” He said. “Aww you don’t like kissing me in the middle of the park?” You asked pouting. “I prefer the privacy of our apartment.” He answered honestly “maybe when we get back I can show you.” Your eyes widened as you looked at him, he smirked as he walked past you pulling you with him as he headed back towards the base.

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[chuulyssa]

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BSD MEN REACTING TO A CONFESSION.

↷ A/N ─ yes new divider again because im indecisive as heck

★ FT. ─ dazai , chuuya , ranpo , akutagawa , atsushi , fyodor

!! TAGS ─ mentions of suicide, insecurities, overall fluff

"i love you."

ᴅᴀᴢᴀɪ.

promptly replies with, "i love you too."

he'll lean into you with an amused smile because he lowkey thinks you're joking

when he realizes you're serious about it he'll immediately stop the stupid grin

and look at you with this sincere look you've never seen on his face before

he'll hold your hand and everything while repeating "i love you too," for a second time, only this time he's serious about it too

definitely asks for double suicide later

"You know it's my motto to unalive myself with a beautiful woman. How lucky of you to have been bestowed upon this honour."

"Mhm."

"I'll say yes if you join me in a double suicide," he asks with puppy eyes.

"Dazai, you already said yes."

"I'll say it again!"

​ᴄʜᴜᴜʏᴀ.

he stops abruptly and half chokes on his expensive ass wine

poor boy is really confused 😭 because "where did that come from??"

he tries to play it cool but he's literally SCREAMING inside

we all know he's been betrayed a lot of times in the past so he feels hesitant about it

will decide to give it a shot tho

100% calls dazai to brag about it

"You may be taller or whatever (as if that matters in the first place) but were you the one able to steal her heart? Eh? I think not!"

You chuckle hearing him update his rival of his new relationship status.

"And anyway," he raises a glass of wine for toast. "I'd like to thank my good looks, good looks and did I mention my good looks (?) for making tonight the happiest night ever."

ʀᴀɴᴘᴏ.

"i know."

he has always observed every single thing about you - how you behave around others vs how you behave around him, the little times you look at him like you want his attention etc etc

he's known about this since like soooo long

he defo also knew when where and how you were gonna confess

went to yosano for tips to react to it and bought you chocolates and stuff. he thinks it'll make you happy :D

eats all of that himself even tho he originally bought it for you but you let it slide because he's a cutie patootie

"You could at least have been a bit subtle about it," he says, munching on his chips. "I mean, anyone who saw you would've been able to guess. I didn't even need my ability for this!"

He lifts his chin up thoughtfully, fingers ripping open another packet of snacks. "You should be grateful I'm not a snitch. Eh, well," he shrugs, "You're now dating the greatest detective in the world! Congratulations!"

ᴀᴋᴜᴛᴀɢᴀᴡᴀ.

"eh???"

like chuuya, he's pretty confused too

"are you sure?"

tries to keep a straight face and hide his fluster

he'll narrow his eyes at you as if he's trying to read your emotions. he doesn't wanna get hurt if he gets too attached to you and you two end up breaking up

also how tf is he supposed to believe that someone like YOU like someone like HIM?

reassure him that he's perfect please :( poor baby deserves the world

"I am a lot of work. I don't think you can keep up with all of that," he says shortly.

"I'll try my best."

"You don't have to."

"But I want to!"

He stares at you for a few moments, looking like he's about to cry.

"Oh, alright then," he waves a hand around. "But don't you ever leave me."

ᴀᴛꜱᴜꜱʜɪ.

screams

"SAY IT AGAIN PLEASE!"

jumps around everywhere in happiness

you dont even get a verbal answer the man's just dancing around

either that or he just faints

he's, like akutagawa, insecure about himself. but he's much more open to showing his emotions to you.

you end up cuddling the whole night or he calls off work to be with you for the rest of the day <3

"I..." he repeats the same word for the fifth time in a row.

"Yes?"

"Don't mind me, I'm just trying to come to terms with the fact that I get to date you."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No, no!" he panics, wringing both hands all over himself hastily. "I love you! Really!"

ꜰʏᴏᴅᴏʀ.

no reaction. im sorry

spares a small glance at you but otherwise doesn't get distracted from his work

you think he's gone deaf from the way he just ignored you cuz what????

will spend like 15 minutes that way before extending an arm to you and you lowkey DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO??? HELP??

he'll stare at you for a few seconds before pulling you onto his lap and continuing with his work

and that's his way of saying yes

He shuts the computers around him down and taps your outer thigh twice. You immediately stand up and help him up. He stares at you for a few seconds, contemplating something.

"You know, I never thought I'd enable others to call me a lovesick fool."

"Does that mean you are a lovesick fool?"

"A little, maybe," he turns around and walks out of the door while you follow him with a soft smile on your face.

© chuulyssa 2024 - do not copy, plagiarize or repost my works on any platforms. do not translate.

[hopelessdazai]

✿ 》 To Hold or Be Held?

╰⧼ 🪻 note.. ⧽ ; writing witj this many characters was scary . pls ignore any typos or errors or mischaracterisation im learning. reblogs appreciated!!

╰⧼ ☀️ features.. ⧽ ; Chuuya, Dazai, Atsushi, Akutagawa, Nikolai, Fyodor, gn!reader ( fem terms in fyodors and mentions of boobs in nikolais parts )

╰⧼ 🌙 contents.. ⧽ ; fluff, cuddles, all those nice things, nikolai being nikolai, possible mischaracterisation

dazai

dazai doesn't have a preference. he enjoys both being held and holding you for the same reason. when he's holding you, he's holding on tight - part of him is still scared you're gonna leave him if he gets too comfortable. and if you're holding him he always finds himself melting into you, his hands shakily gripping at your clothes as he smothers himself against your chest. he adores how your hands find his hair and comb through it. if he puts all his weight onto you, you can't go anywhere, right?

".. 'm sorry .. don't get up, just five more minutes. I'll be good ..- you're warm .. 'm sorry.. "

chuuya

chuuya prefers to hold. be adores the feeling of you in his arms, it makes him feel like he's protecting you from the known - blanketed by his strong embrace. he traces 'I love you's on your back knowing you're too comfortable and sleepy to know what he's writing - his thumb writes his name into your hip when you think he's just rubbing circles. little possessive things like that, just to quietly manifest that you stay with him. he can press a gentle kiss to the top of your head and tease you for being so clingy ; even though he's holding you tight too.

".. you need the bathroom? .. you can hold it, jus' stay with me for a while longer .. I love you .. pretty thing you are .."

atsushi

atsushi prefers to hold. while he won't ever deny being held, usually he finds himself pulling you on top of him to keep you in his embrace while he takes a nap. your head on his chest and his arms resting around your waist, while he gently purrs to soothe you to sleep with him. he hasn't been able to take solo naps since you've been around - and he knows you enjoy resting with him too, anyway. so what's the harm when he tugs you over to the detective agency couch and asks you to take a quick break? you've both been working hard , after all.

"let's have a quick break, okay? we can stay finish everything later .. you're gonna exhaust yourself out, sweetheart .. just 10 minutes .."

akutagawa

akutagawa prefers to be held. he'll never admit it to anyone, especially not to you. but you can see the way he relaxes and sinks into you when you wrap your arms around him. the way he takes a long exhale and his shoulders deflate as your hand traces a certain spot on his back. he likes listening to your heartbeat, he likes knowing you're alive and with him for who he is - and not what he can do. he's still learning to love and to trust, but it's a little easier when it's by your side. he hopes you wont leave him, he'll work to impress you as he grows.

".. what? no, I'm not falling asleep. you're imagining things. you .. mm .. can you do that again ?"

nikolai

nikolai doesn't have a preference. he's like a big dog, despite his size he'll absolutely lay himself on top of you and nuzzle into your chest. if you have boobs then he won't be moving for a while, so kiss your oxygen goodbye. whenever he wants to hold you, he's not really one to ask ; he'll just drag you over onto him or use a portal to drop you into his lap, then he's clinging to you and whining desperately whenever you try to leave. he's just big and clingy, but can you fault him? he finds you so comforting.

" .. where are you going? no! you can't leave .. do you not love me anymore ?.. why do you wanna leave !.. just stay with me .. thank you .."

fyodor

fyodor prefers to hold. if neither was an option, it'd most likely be that. but he regularly asks you to come sit on his lap while he works. a small whistle as he turns his chair, patting his thigh - and he'll wrap an arm around you to keep you close. he's not too affectionate, and too much touching before your marriage repulses him. but he'll learn to deal with these little moments for a while - it gives him his energy back and helps him with a little push to finish his work so you rest together.

" .. зайчик .. come here. no, I'm not finished. just come. don't be disobedient , now .. there we are. good girl."

[yokohamapound]

ok but like consider,, dazai, akutagawa, kunikida and atsushi (or anyone else u wanna add my request is mainly for akutagawa and kunikida) working alone and you open your coat to reveal you're just wearing lingerie underneath <3

Ah, such a classic move! <3

Characters: Kunikida Doppo, Dazai Osamu, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, Nakajima Atsushi, Nakahara Chuuya

Contents: gn!reader, exhibitionism, semi-public sex, mild derogatory dirty talk

Kunikida Doppo

Kunikida is often to be found working late in the Armed Detective Agency’s office, especially after the conclusion of a case. Or if Dazai has been especially a pain in the ass that day and prevented Kunikida from keeping to his packed work schedule. Kunikida is not the type of man who’ll let the day’s work slip over to tomorrow. That’s how nations start to crumble (according to him). 

Hours after the rest of the agency have gone home, even Fukuzawa, Kunikida is still there, typing away at his laptop, the glare of the screen making his glasses seem opaque. His only concession to the late hour is a half-drunk cup of coffee sitting beside the laptop. 

His head twists around when the door to the agency office opens. Who could it be this late at night? Atsushi coming to check up on him? Dazai coming to sleep on the couch again? He tenses when he sees the tan colour of a trenchcoat through the wavy glass of the office door, but his shoulders loosen when he sees you in the doorway. 

“What are you doing here so late?” he asks you, turning back to finish that last bit of paperwork. “And what’s with the coat? You’re not trying to dress like Dazai now, are you?”

He hopes not. Kunikida doesn’t need to be jump-scared like that every time you meet up with him. He’s only half-listening when you give him some excuse about being cold. Faintly, he picks up the sound of high heels clicking against the polished floorboards as you make your way over to him. He catches a hint of perfume as you come to stand at his shoulder. 

“I’m almost finished,” he grunts, his fingers flying so fast across the keyboard they seem to blur slightly at the edges. He’s tired, and it must be late indeed if you’ve come to pick him up. He turns his head to ask about what you two should pick up for dinner on the way home, when his jaw falls open like someone pulled out a screw holding it shut.

You’ve allowed your trenchcoat to fall open, revealing your body clad in scraps of structured silk and lace. Something classy and timeless, in soft cream or sultry black. It’s like something out of an old movie or a vintage catalogue. Kunikida’s glasses steam up briefly, before he slams his laptop closed.

“Doppo,” you chide, faking a gasp. “You didn’t put a period on that last sentence of your paperwork. You can’t just leave it…unfinished like that.”

Kunikida pulls off his glasses, his expression stern. “This time,” he proclaims, his voice deep and momentous, “I’ll make an exception.”

Kunikida drives you home, driving so close to the speed limit he’s practically edging it, with one hand buried firmly between your thighs. If you’re very misbehaved, he might use his notebook to conjure something to keep you…occupied…on the drive home.

Dazai Osamu

You went one better for this and stole Dazai’s trenchcoat. Let’s leave it up for debate whether he knew what you were up to and let you steal his coat to pull off your little performance—it’s more fun that way. 

Because it’s Dazai, you arrange to meet at a bar for a date. Preferably one where he’s not already run up a tab or been slapped by all of the female bartenders and waiting staff. There are a few of those left in Yokohama, you just have to look really hard for them. 

When you arrive, Dazai is sitting on a barstool, one foot propped on the footrest, his elbows on the bar. He’s sans trenchcoat, dressed in his dark waistcoat, with the sleeves of his blue pinstripe shirt rolled up to his mid-forearm, revealing the bandages wrapped around his wrists. Spotting you in the reflection of the bottles behind the bar, he glances over at you. Dazai’s dark eyes sweep over you from head to toe, and he immediately knows there’s something interesting going on beneath that trenchcoat.

“You know,” he drawls. “I lost a coat just like that this morning. It’s quite the startling coincidence, don’t you think?”

He's so intrigued that he even cracks open his wallet to buy you a drink (shocking, I know). Dazai's eyes are glued to the sight of you cinched into his coat. His eyes drop down when you sit on the barstool beside him, crossing your legs. His fingers tighten around the cut crystal of his glass. 

"Is that...lace?"

At your smug confirmation that is indeed lace, Dazai knocks back his drink. No time to savour the liquor. He pinches the hem of the trenchcoat and lifts it up a little further to see the stocking clinging to your thigh. 

Dazai's eyes glint dangerously in the dim overhead lights of the bar. 

"Bella." His voice is a lusty purr as his hand runs up your thigh, fingers plucking at the top of your stocking, tracing circles into your soft flesh. "I'll give you a thirty second head start. When I catch up to you..."

I hope you can find somewhere relatively private in the next thirty seconds. 

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke

If you thought it might be a good idea to copy the move above and wear Akutagawa’s trenchcoat over your lingerie, let me gently pry that idea from your eager little hands. It is not a good idea, and it will not end well. Just get your own trenchcoat. Maybe in a nice shade of camel?

Akutagawa waits impatiently for you in the middle of town, watching the civilians amble around between stores, his eyes narrowed in irritation. He doesn't know why you asked to meet him here, but it feels like a waste of his time. He decides he will wait only five more minutes before he leaves.

A flicker of something pale from the corner of his eye. It's a Pavlovian response—Akutagawa's head whips around. Instead of his former master, he instead spots you click-clacking toward him in a pair of heels, wrapped in a light trenchcoat. Hair? Done. Make-up? Flawless. 

Akutagawa's forehead furrows, his voice pitched low with annoyance and confusion. "Why are you wearing that?"

You're used to his pricky demeanour by now and it doesn't faze you. You turn so you are facing away from the crowds, slowly untying the belt. You peel open the front of the waistcoat enough to give Akutagawa a glimpse of what lies underneath. 

Black lace. Smooth skin. Silk. 

His throat tightens, and for once it doesn't signal the onset of a coughing fit. Akutagawa's eyes widen, his teeth and fists clenching.

"What in the hells are you wearing?" he demands.

"Lingerie," you say, retying the the belt of your trenchcoat. "Don't you like it?"

Akutagawa knows every alley and alcove of Yokohama. Every blind spot and dead end. He puts this knowledge to good use as he manhandles you into the nearest semi-private spot. Bands of Rashoumon wrap around your wrists and ankles, pinning you up against the alleyway wall. 

Akutagawa's pale hands tremble with suppressed excitement as he unties the trenchcoat and peels it open again. The sight of you, dressed in such a lewd fashion and bound, makes his cock harden fast enough to make him dizzy. His voice is low, curt.

"If you insist on dressing like a harlot, I shall treat you like one. After all, that is what you wanted, is it not? My attention."

Please don't worry about making any noise. He'll simply use Rashoumon to gag you. <3

Nakajima Atsushi

Oh dear, are you trying to give the poor boy a heart attack?

Atsushi is at the Armed Detective Agency office alone. Perhaps it's lunchtime and the rest of the agents and staff have retired downstairs for coffee and lunch at Cafe Uzumaki. Atsushi needs to finish his report, or he's flat broke and doesn't want to have to mooch of Kunikida in the cafe again, so he's eating some cold rice balls at his desk.

He sputters on a mouthful of onigiri when the door swings open, popping up like a daisy from his desk, expecting it to be a client. He sags in relief when he sees it is just you, hastily brushing some grains of rice from the front of his shirt.

“Hi!”

Oh, he’s so chirpy to see you. It really is adorable. Look at how the smile blossoms on his face. There are practically sparkles coming off him as he heads toward you. 

Only for Atsushi to stop in his tracks when you casually untie the front of your coat and flash him the sight of your body in sweet, pink-and-white lingerie. You’re frosted in lace and frills like a little cupcake, and Atsushi’s brain jams like the printer.

“H-buh? Whuh? You…you…”

His face burns crimson, standing out stark against his white hair, and he whips his head around to make sure there is no one else in the office, even though he’s relatively sure he’s alone. Atsushi grabs the front of your coat and covers you up, flushing when you laugh at his embarrassment.

“What are you wearing?” he hisses, his eyes wide as saucers. “Why are you wearing it here?”

“I thought it would be a nice surprise~”

“It is,” he stammers. “It’s very…it’s so nice.” He opens the coat a little, peeking at what lies beneath, before closing it again, his ears burning. “But…but not here. Maybe at home?”

You give an airy shrug. “Perhaps you can tell Kunikida you weren’t feeling well so you had to go home early?”

Smash cut to Atsushi fake-coughing down the phone to Kunikida. 

Nakahara Chuuya

It's late. Yokohama is a glittering sprawl beneath the windows of Chuuya's plush office. The office is dim, save for the light of his laptop screen and the recessed, moody red lighting of his shelves. He eases away from his emails, rubbing at his eyes, and crosses the room to pour himself a whiskey from the cut glass decanters. 

For Chuuya, 'working late' often involves taking a few heavies and going to threaten someone, not sitting and trawling through emails, but now and then he needs to engage with the corporate bullshit that comes with being an executive. 

The buzz of his personal phone draws his attention. He scoops it up, his thumb tapping the screen. He has his gloves made custom so they work with touchscreens. A text message from you pops open and he grins, leaning against the edge of his desk. 

The image is simple, but evocative. Smooth skin under red lace. He's not even entirely sure which body part it is, but it's tantalising all the same. He's sure he'll find out after your dinner reservation that evening. Steak, of course.

A knock sounds at his office door and he lets out an annoyed grunt, immediately locking his phone and laying it facedown on his desk. 

"Yeah, come in."

His annoyance evaporates the moment you saunter in, all high heels and cinched black trenchcoat. And damn, is that red lipstick? It is. 

"Hey, doll. Whatcha doin' here?" 

He's running his gaze over that trenchcoat, trying to imagine what you're wearing underneath. His smile widens into a full-blown grin when you turn and lock the door behind you. 

"Don't know where this is comin' from, but I like where it's goin'."

You make a show of it, untying the knot on the belt, letting the smooth fabric rasp as it slides against itself. First baring one shoulder, then the next, shimmying the coat off you like its a fur stole. It crumples to the ground, leaving you in all your glory.

Chuuya drags a hand down his face, letting out a low, ragged laugh that sounds just this side of feral.

"Fuck, dollface..."

Bro launches himself at you, pushing you up against the back of his office door. His gloved hands slide over your bare skin, gravity starting to make less and less of an impression on you as he floats you. His mouth crushes against yours. 

Unfortunately, you miss your dinner reservation by several hours. 

[ashthemadwriter]

I Was Never Gay!

#FEATURING. Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Nikolai, Atsushi, Akutagawa

#CONTENT. Smau, crack, humor, suggestive

#NOTE. A little something while I'm working on my kinktober fics <3

All rights reserved © 2024 AshTheMadWriter. Please do not copy, repost, translate, or modify my works on any platform.

[lit3rallyll0yd]

๋࣭ ⭑ bad period cramps. bsd x reader

gender: gender neutral

type: headcanons

characters: poe, ranpo, dazai, chuuya, atsushi, and akutagawa

warnings: unedited writing, cursing, ooc characters(?), misspelt words :(

๋࣭ ⭑ edgar allen poe 🖋

"oh, dear..." he whispered to himself.

there you were. clutching your stomach tight, your head thrown back on the large sofa cushions.

you were silenty sitting their, suffering. there were some fresh and dry tears falling down your face.

he watched your from afar, watching you taking deep breaths in and out.

he saw pills on the drawer and a un-plugged heating pad that has fallen of you stomach, he assumed you were using it from your stomach.

"y/n..dear?" he called out, your head turning toward him. he locked eyes with your glossy ones has he walked toward you from the door.

when he reached you and knealt down close to your head, karl jumped off his shoulder and jumped onto the arm of the couch and huddled in on himself.

before he could reach his hand over and rub your stomach, you grabbed his hand and placed it on your stomach.

he smiled softly and started to rub, "you told me you were fine..." he sighed sadly, his cheek leaning against the arm of the couch that your head pillow was resting on.

you whined at the pain again before smiling softly, "i'm sorry, dear...:

"do you need anything?" he asked, looking up at you as he waited for a response.

you shake your head, "you're all i need right now.."

๋࣭ ⭑ ranpo edogawa 🔍

"it hurts!"

"i know.."

"it's hurts so damn much!"

"i could only imagine..:

"ranpo!" you whined, leaning your head against the work desk you at in. ranpo was sitting on the table across from yours, you and him the only ones in the room.

it was only hour 3 of your full day shift at the agency and you already want to bury yourself six feet under.

the detective eyed you, sucking on his lolipop.

he squints his eyes, watching you clutch your stomach tight and moving side to side slowly.

"then why did you come to work today?" he asked, the lolipop still in his mouth.

you sighed, leaning your head up and rested it on your palm.

"because kunikida will literally have my head if i'm not in...but i don't want to tell him about my period cramps because their embbarssing!"

and your head was back on the desk.

ranpo dug a hand into his pockets on his pants pulled out another sucker. he hoped off the table with a 'hmft!' and waltzed toward your suffering body and tapped your head with the lolipop.

you looked up from the desk, "it always helps me when i'm in pain." he winked, handing it to you and circled around you.

before you could say anything, you felt him lift the chair up and pratically knock you off.

"ah! ranpo-?"

he shuts your mouth with his own sucker and smiled, "you go home and relax, i'll let kunikida know you left early."

"but..i can't just.."

"yup! yes you can, because i said you can! don't worry, i'll talk with kunikida.."

but talk he means just say you left because of period cramps

he kissed your lips and winked, "now go, i got this."

๋࣭ ⭑ osamu dazai 🩹

"awh~ is my belladonna on their period~?" dazai asked, kneeling down close to your face, which was smushed up against the pillow of your shared bed.

almost pratically making out with it, thats how close you were to it.

you groaned loudly into the pillow hearing your boyfriends words.

he watched you enter the apartment with your bag hugged against your stomach, and small tears dared to fall from the corner of your eyes.

without a word, you stomped into the bedroom and slammed the door. dazai smiled to himself, stirring the tea he held in his hand, hot and ready for you to drink. however...you never even noticed he was here.

that was, until he walked in the room a couple minutes later with two cups of tea for him and you.

he's stands up striaght, walking toward the door to switch off the light. with a click, the room turned dim, the only light was the evening sunlight and the screensaver on the TV that hung high above the ground.

"you do know...a hot bath could help~?" of course, he meant that in a way to calm you down and show you a bright side, however you could'nt help but blush slightly hearing it come out of his mouth like that.

he waited for you to reply, walking back toward you, however you said nothing and just shrugged.

he said nothing as well as he laid in bed with you, however he laid on his back while you lied on your stomach.

"don't put to much pressure on it." he said, talking about your stomach. "it's better to have something soft and light on it..."

he smiled as he watched you slowly turn on your side and cuddle into his side. he followed you, mirroring your actions and grabbed a pillow and gently placed it on your stomach and rubbed the top and back of your head.

sooner or later, you fell asleep...getting a good talking to from kunikida for sleeping in late the next morning.

๋࣭ ⭑ chuuya nakahara 🍷BESTFUCKINPARTNERPLZ-IWANTHHIM

"does it hurt that bad? chuuya asked softly, rubbing your stomach gently as you laid in between his legs. your back was resting against his chest, feeling his heart beat once, then twice...and so forth.

you whined softly, grabbing his wrists, following his hands as he rubbed your stomach.

he kissed your ear when he saw a tear fall from your eye and down your cheek.

"sshh.." he shushed your, his breath tickling your ear.

"it hurts!" you cried, resting your head on his shoulder. "it hurts fucking hurts.."

"i know..." he whispered, "i know, baby."

over an hour went by with your cramps literally killing you, and in the moment chuuya's been thinking of ways to help.

you've had period cramps before, and chuuya's been there for you when he's not at work or has a break, or as a day off!

he hates seeing you in pain. when your hurt, he's hurt 10x worse.

he leaned forward, you being forced to follow in his actions and watched him pull out a towel from the drawer.

"i can run you a warm bath? relaxing your muscles should help with your cramps." chuuya said, rubbing your stomach once again before kissing your temple.

"can we havce mcdonalds for dinner?" you looked up at him with pouty lips, your knees close to your chest.

he chuckled, "your a sucker for them fries, aren't you?"

he taps your butt, "now, go get changed! i'll get the bath ready."

before he could leave, once he stepped out of bed he kissed your lips real quick.

"i love you.."

"i love you, too..."

๋࣭ ⭑ atsushi nakajima 🐅

"do you really not need anything else, y/n? a heating pad? food? i can make you some chicken soup? how about more pads? tampons? i have trouble going to the store and grabbing you some-"

"atsushi!" you snapped, cudding closer to him and rubbing his arm as he held you like a baby in his lap.

he shuts up real quick, rubbing your sides and stomach gently to calm the pain.

"sorry...i just-" he sighed, kissing your cheek before talking again, "i hate seeing you in pain..."

you were quiet for a moment, resting your head to his chest near his heart, taking a breath in and out feeling the sharp pain in your abdomen again.

"i know baby, i'm sorry, i know your trying to help.." you whispered, feeling his chin move a little on your head.

atsushi leaned his back against the bedframe of your shared room and apartment.

"can i be honest?" you asked, and your boyfriend hummed in response, his eyes closed as he rubbed your stomach in a circle.

"having you here is much more then i need to feel better..."

you closed your eyes after saying this, your legs tangled up with atsushi's.

he blushed slightly hearing your words, however he smiled and kissed your temple, leaving his lips there for a little bit bfore putting his chin back on your head.

"i'm gald...i love you."

you smiled, eyes still closed, "i love you more.."

๋࣭ ⭑ akutagawa ryūnosuke 🩸

"i don't know how to hold you..." he spoke nothing but the truth.

he sat criss-cross on your bed while you were lying on his lap, your head basically in between his legs near his thighs.

he had his hands in the air, almost like he was meditating, which made you laugh despite the sudden pain in your stomach.

"just.." you took his hand and placed it on your head, moving it up and down for him.

he froze, feeling a blush creep up to his face but he covered it with his free hand, coughing and looking toward the open window of your apartment.

once you let go of his hand and rested them on your stomach, he rubbed his fingers into your hair and skull.

you smiled happily, melting to his touch.

he was quiet for a moment, listening to the sound of your breathing.

"i'm sorry...i don't know how to help you properly..." he confessed, feeling bad he can't do more for you.

you almost forgot to respond, feeling his other hand rest on your shoulder and gently rub it.

you scruched your shoulder up when he got close to your neck, and pulled away both hands in fear he may have hurt you.

"aku~..." you laughed, leaning up and pushing yourself closer to him, taking his hands and smiled, "you being here to at least try and help me is all i need from you."

he kissed your lips out of embbaressement and leaned his forehead to yours.

"i only wish i could help you more.."

you thought for a moment,

"pay for my takeout, take a bath with me, and you've done everything to help me!"

"anything!"

[golden-bean-soup]

Where The Book really is

[kyouka-supremacy]

Wait how do you think Atsushi and Akutagawa have each other's numbers saved on their respective phone contacts

[chososchalupa]

Hey how about Bsd men (such as Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Akutagawa, Atsushi and anyone of your choice) cooking for their s/o!reader? Love your writing btw!

thank you!! <3

cooking for you

includes - Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Akutagawa, Atsushi

wc - 420, 239, 346, 339, 325

not proof read once again bc i am just too sleepy

Dazai -

You sniffled as you laid your head on Dazais lap, you had woken up with the worst cold and no matter how much medicine you took, it was not going away.

Dazai ran his fingers through your hair softly, “You feeling okay?”

You nodded, not wanting to speak due to your sore throat.

“You know, Mori used to make this special soup whenever he was ill. I could get the recipe from him and make it for you” Dazai smiled

You laughed softly, “I’m okay, ‘Samu. Thank you”

Dazai very rarely cooked and when he did, it didn’t come out the best and you did not want to upset your stomach even more.

You watched as Dazai pulled out his phone and sent a quick text to Mori. “I have to go to the store to get the ingredients, will you be okay?”

You sighed, of course he would refuse to listen to your denial. “I’ll be okay. You can just get a can of soup. You don’t need to cook for me”

Dazai simply waved his hand, dismissing your words. “I’ll be right back!” he smiled, kissing your cheek.

You must have fallen asleep while Dazai was gone as you awoke to a blaring sound coming from the kitchen. The fire alarm. Of course.

You got up from the couch, wrapped in your favorite blanket and walked towards the sound. You walked in to see a pot of soup on the stove, and your boyfriend fanning the smoke alarm.

“You’re awake! Perfect timing!” Dazai smiled, turning to face you once the alarm had subsided.

You nodded and sat at the table, watching as he poured you a bowl of the soup he had made.

“This will make you feel much better,” Dazai smiled, placing the bowl in front of you.

You thanked him as you looked into the bowl, it looked and smelled great but your expectations were still low.

Dazai sat next to you and watched as you moved your spoon of soup into your mouth, “What do you think?”

You swallowed and smiled up at him, “It’s really good. Thank you”

For once, you weren't lying about his cooking. It did taste good, way better than you were expecting. You finished the bowl and mumbled something about needing a nap causing Dazai to smile, lifting you up from your chair and carrying you to your shared bed.

You’re still not sure what Dazai put in his soup, but you woke up feeling much better thanks to him.

Chuuya -

You opened your eyes to the morning sun shining bright into your bedroom, you looked over and realized your boyfriend, Chuuya, wasn’t in bed with you as he normally is. 

‘Mori must have called’ you thought as you rolled out of bed. 

With Chuuya gone, you were in no rush to get ready. You picked out an outfit from your closet and went to the bathroom to finish your morning routine. 

As you exited the shower, you could smell pancakes in the air. Confused, you quickly got dressed and walked to the kitchen.

“About time you woke up!” Chuuya laughed as he turned away from the stove.

You glanced down at his body, he had on your apron and was covered in pancake mix. You giggled softly as you wrapped your arms around him, “I thought you had left this morning”

Chuuya returned the hug before turning back around to flip the pancakes he had on the stove. “Nope! Boss said i’m free for the weekend”

“About time” You responded, sitting at the bar in your kitchen as you watched your boyfriend continue making breakfast.

The two of you talked about Chuuyas upcoming mission until he was finally done cooking. He plated you both a full plate and came to sit down beside you.

“This is delicious, Chu” You smiled

“I’m glad you like it” He responded, kissing your cheek. Leaving the residue of maple syrup on your face.

Fyodor -

You sighed loudly as you walked into Fyodor's office.

“What is it, my love?” He asked, not taking his eyes off of his monitors.

“Are you going to be in here all day?” You asked, sitting on top of his desk.

Fyodor sighed and turned towards you, grabbing your hand and pressing his lips to it, “I’m sorry. This is very important. You understand, yes?”

You gave a fake smile and nodded, “Of course. I may ask Sigma if he’d like to go shopping”

Fyodor nodded and gave one last kiss to your hand before turning back to the screens in front of him, “Be safe”

You quickly left the office and sent a text to Sigma, letting him know that you’d be on your way soon.

“Can you believe he forgot our anniversary?!” You asked as Sigma got into the car beside you.

“I’m a bit surprised” He responded, “He is always going on how much you mean to him”

“He’s just always so caught up in work” 

“Maybe he is planning something for tonight?”

“Maybe” You sighed

By the time you and Sigma had finished shopping, it had been well past dinner. 

“Should we go out?” You asked

Sigma gave a sad smile, “I can’t tonight. I unfortunately have plans with Nikolai. Besides, Fyodor may have plans for the two of you” 

“If he ever stops staring at his monitors” you laughed

You had finally gotten home after dropping Sigma off, you walked through your front door expecting to have to drag Fyodor out of his office yourself but the sight in front of you had made you freeze. 

“Welcome home, my love!” Fyodor smiled, as he pulled a rack of lamb from the stove. “I made us dinner for tonight. I hope you are hungry”

You couldn’t help the wide smile that came onto your face

“I thought you forgot” you whispered, going to hug your boyfriend of five years.

“How could I forget such an important day?” He responded, “I am done working for today, let’s eat and celebrate our anniversary, yeah?”

Akutagawa -

“What are you doing for your birthday tonight? Are you and Ryu doing anything?” Gin asked as the two of you walked from the Port Mafia building to her and Akutagawa's shared apartment. 

“Nothing that I know of. He hasn't even said ‘Happy Birthday’ to me yet” You sighed

“Really? Now that I think of it, I haven’t seen him since I left this morning. I wonder if he’s feeling ill”

As you approached their apartment, you allowed Gin to enter first. You went to follow but was abruptly stopped when she turned around with her finger pressed to her lips, “Listen” she whispered

The two of you stood in the doorway as you heard two voices coming from the kitchen,

“Is that Chuuya?” You whispered, “There’s no way he got here before we did. He hadn’t even left his office when we left!”

Gin shrugged as the two of you listened 

“Akutagawa, please don’t make me go over there. Baking a cake should not be this difficult.”

“They’re on facetime” Gin giggled

“Baking a cake?” You whispered back

Gin nodded before Akutagawa spoke,

“They could get here any minute, Chuuya! What should I do?!”

“Put the cake in the fucking oven! I’m hanging up”

You heard Akutagawa sigh as the call ended, “I hope i’m not fucking this up”

“Fucking what up?” Gin asked, walking into the house with you following behind.

Akutagawa spun around, his face a beat red, “I am baking a cake”

“A cake? What flavor?” You asked

“It is vanilla with chocolate frosting”

“My favorite!” you smiled, walking over and kissing your boyfriend.

“I know,” He smiled, “I hope it’s good. I’ve never baked anything before”

“We heard,” Gin laughed, “We were outside the whole time you were on the phone with Chuuya”

You giggled as Akutagawa’s eyes widened, “Go” he replied, pointing towards Gin’s bedroom.

She laughed and waved at you before turning to her room

“It will be good, Aku. Thank you” You smiled up at him

“Of course, darling. Happy birthday”

Atsushi -

“Atsushi” you whined, laying your head on his desk.

The two of you had been stuck doing paperwork since this morning, hours had past and the only thing you’ve had to eat today was a donut that Ranpo had given you in exchange for doing his paperwork as well.

“We’re almost done,” Atsushi responded, continuing to type on his computer.

“You’d be done a lot faster if you stopped. talking.” Kunikida said, glaring at the two of you

You rolled your eyes before going back to your desk. Although, it was only another fifteen minutes before you were complaining again.

“You are almost as bad as Dazai,” Kunikida said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Atsushi stood from his desk, “I’m finished mine. I’ll be right back, okay?”

You nodded as you laid your head back on your desk, this was going to take forever.

You ended up finishing two papers before your boyfriend came back, covered in sweat.

“Where did you go? Why do you look like you just ran five miles?” You asked, looking down at the bag in his hand.

“I did run five miles” He replied, lifting the bag in his hand up “I went to the store and got us food!”

You nearly jumped from your chair as Atsushi pulled two cup ramens from the bag, “This should be enough until you’re finished with yours and Ranpos papers. We can go out once we’re done!”

“You are the absolute best, Atsushi” you smiled, kissing him on the cheek as you took the food from his hand.

You went to leave the room, going to make your noodles until you heard Kunikida yell, “Get back to work!”

You went to yell back but Atsushi grabbing the food from your hand distracted you, “Go back. I’ll make it for us”

You smiled and nodded, heading back to your desk to finish up the never-ending pile of work that was waiting for you.

[nureon]

More fanart for chapter 3 of my friends sskk fanfic! Atsushi is so awkward it's endearing tbh. Idk if Aku is that impressed tho.

[imagineanime2022]

They're Jealous

Osamu Dazai X Fem!Reader Chuya Nakahara X Fem!Reader Atsushi Nakajima X Fem!Reader Ryunosuke Akutagawa X Fem!Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: I think i want to request this request for a long time now, so i want to request headcanon Dazai, Chuya, Atsushi and our local emo boy Akutagawa (separate) react when they jealous and they're s/o was oblivious fool who don't aware what happen. Thank you from write my request.

Warning: Pushing dudes

Osamu Dazai

🩹 Dazai was secretly possessive, in a way that everyone except you could see. He very rarely let you go anywhere on your own. 🩹 I’m pretty sure that he slipped a tracker and listening device in your jacket so that he knew where you were at all times and could hear if you were ever in trouble. 🩹 His version of trouble and yours were very different so expect him to show up at the most inopportune times. You were often left cleaning up after him when he ruins something or causes trouble, 🩹 Your inability to realise when someone was flirting with you was the real problem here because when it came down to it that was the problem.

You don’t even know when he got there, you had been trying to find something for lunch when a guy walked over to you “Are you looking for somewhere to eat?” He asked. “Oh yeah, I’m trying to decide what to have for lunch.” You answered with a soft smile. “I know a good place to eat if you're looking to try something new. I can take you there.” He suggested. “Oh that kind-” “She really doesn’t need your help.” Dazai’s voice sounded behind you and you looked at him and frowned looking behind you. “He was just going to show me somewhere to get lunch Dazai.” You mumbled. “He wants more than lunch.” Dazai muttered. “Woah.” The guy lifted his hands as he looked at you. “Is this guy your brother or something?” “He’s actually my boyfriend, do you mind if he comes along?” You asked. “Oh uhh, you know I’ll just give you directions.” He said as Dazai smirked behind you, if anyone knew him before the ADA they would have thought that he had rejoined the mafia with the look he was giving this man. The rushed instructions that he gave you were quickly forgotten as Dazai draped himself over you. “Are you really going to go to that place he told you about!” Dazai whined. “Would it make you feel better if I say no?” You asked. “Yes.” He answered. “Fine then I won’t go. I don’t understand why it means so much to you but there you go.” You shrugged as you pulled him towards a cafe to get something to eat. Dazai watched you walk and smiled while your obliviousness bothered him. He never wanted you to change, he wanted to keep you this way until the end of your days.

Chuya Nakahara

🍷 Chuya’s always been volatile, anyone could have told you that but he became more so when he started dating you, male members were genuinely afraid of talking to you and other executives had taken to just sending a female operative to speak to you instead. 🍷 Trust literally no one because he worries that you’ll realise that they are better than him (Dazai never helped with that considering his teasing or Chuya’s physical attributes and personality.) 🍷 Chuya was always there in some capacity, so it was rare that anyone flirted with you but it happened sometimes. 🍷 This guy must have had a death wish because he could see Chuya, he could feel Chuya glaring at him.

You were out looking for a new pair of gloves, you had managed to completely ruin your old ones on your most recent mission “what do you think, fingers or no fingers?” You asked as you held up one hand with the leather fingerless gloves and the other with a normal set of gloves. Chuya looked at you. “Does that matter?” He asked. “Come on answer!” You whined and he rolled his eyes. “I think the fingerless ones look great on you.” A guy called over, you looked over at him and he smiled. “Really?” You asked, holding your hand in front of you. “Mmm.” He hummed “I can show you some other stuff that goes well with them.” “Like hell you can.” Chuya grumbled as he reached out, grabbing your hand and stopping you from walking towards the man. “What’s wrong?” You asked. “What do you mena what’s wrong?” Chuya asked. “He’s flirting with you.” “Are you flirting with me?” You asked. “Do you want me to be?” The guy asked and you looked at him tilting your head to the side. “He’s my boyfriend.” You mumbled pointing at Chuya who was glaring at the man before you even realised what happened. Chuya delivered a hard punch to the guy's face, he recoiled and disappeared holding his bleeding nose. “You didn’t need to do that.” “I did.” He argued “get the other gloves.” “Why?” You asked. “They match mine.” He answered, you couldn’t see his face but you were sure that he was blushing, you discarded the fingerless glove and picked up the other glove to make a pair before heading over to the cash register to pay, while Chuya followed after like a guard Chihuahua until you left.

Atsushi Nakajima

🐅 Atsushi honestly doesn’t believe that he deserves you, so when people start flirting two things happen, he gets worried and then he gets angry. 🐅 He never outwardly tries to stop anything from happening, he wants to trust that you are going to come back to him and you always do. 🐅 He does keep an eye on you though in case someone gets too handsy or too pushy. 🐅 As he became more in tune with the tiger inside of him it became harder to ignore someone trying to take you away from him.

You were questioning the witnesses for the most recent case that you were on, you had both split up to try and cover as many people as you could, you started talking to a guy, Atsushi had hoped that he would get to him first he didn’t like the look of him and the feeling only increased as he watched him interact with you, he leaned too close, talked with a slimy smirk on his face and touched your arm constantly. Before he knew what he was doing he walked over. “Is everything okay?” Atsushi asked and you looked back at him and smiled. “Yeah everything is fine.” You nodded. “Have you gotten anything?” He asked. “No one knows anything so far, but uh this guy was about to tell me something he said that he wanted something in return.” You explained. “What do you want?” Atsushi asked. “Just a date?” He answered, you both looked at him, Atsushi wasn’t surprised given the obvious flirting but you seemed blind sided. “Um-” “Come on, I’m sure that I can show you a good time.” He smirked as he leaned forward, and Atsushi pushed him back slightly. “What the hell is your problem?” The guy asked. “Back off.” Atsushi ordered. “Let her answer. You can answer for yourself right sweetheart?” “He’s my boyfriend.” You answered, the man in front of you frowned. “If you didn’t want to go on a date with me, you don’t need to lie to me.” He stormed away, you stepped forward but Atsushi stopped you. “Don’t worry he doesn’t need to believe it.” He said, guiding you away from the guy and back to work.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa

🧥 Akutagawa was arrogant about a lot of things but when it came to relationships he made sure that it was clear what was going on. 🧥 He’s a dangerous individual that flies off the handle at the smallest thing but that’s the only indication that he cares about whatever is happening, he’s bad at expressing how much he cares for you which often leads people to think that you're just friends or even siblings when you are out together. 🧥 Akutagawa had gotten used to getting rid of all his problems by erasing their existence but that was difficult to do in the middle of a cafe that you had decided to get a drink at. 🧥 So instead he gritted his teeth and waited for you to correct what was happening but he quickly realised that you didn’t even realise what it was that was happening.

You were talking to the waiter but you didn’t seem to realise the obvious flirting, Akutagawa’s leg was bouncing under the table and glared at the menu in front of him “‘Gawa have you decided what you want?” You asked, he cleared his throat and quickly gave his order before going back to glaring at the table. “Is something wrong?” “There should be.” He answered, you looked at him and frowned. “What do you mean?” You asked, tipping your head to the side and he rolled his eyes. “He’s flirting with you.” Akutagawa answered. “He is?” You asked. “Yes he is.” Akutagawa said as you leaned forward. “Are you jealous?” You asked. “…You can’t tell when someone is flirting with you but you know the concept of jealousy… Of course.” Akutagawa rolled his eyes as he leaned back in his chair, you moved from your seat across from him and sat next to him instead. “You wouldn’t have to be jealous if you’d just sit next to me or hold my hand sometimes.” You shrugged and he narrowed his eyes but before he could say anything the waiter came back over he put your drinks on the table, you both noticed the small piece of paper under your cup. “Take that back.” Akutagawa ordered, referring to the paper as you lifted the cup. “What are you talking about?” He asked. “This.” You answered, passing him back the paper which you were both sure had his number on it. “He’s my boyfriend.” The waiter walked away without saying anything else and Akutagawa seemed to relax after that gently playing with the fingers of the hand that was closest to him as you talked about something he was only vaguely listening to.

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[chuulyssa]

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BSD MEN REACT TO YOU BAKING COOKIES FOR THEM AFTER A BAD DAY.

↷ A/N ─ we hit 5k+ notes !! im so happy :D there's gonna be an event which im gonna talk about at the end of this. enjoy and please leave likes and reblogs :)

★ FT. ─ dazai , chuuya , ranpo , akutagawa

!! TAGS ─ fluff, pure fluff, hurt/comfort, angst

"i know you had a bad day, so i made you cookies"

ᴅᴀᴢᴀɪ.

It wasn't abnormal for someone like you to see Dazai cry. Nevertheless, it'd make him feel embarrassed, even pathetic for showing his emotions to you in such a way. And somewhere in his mind, he could see the faint looks of pity on your face every time he broke down, eyes glossy as he'd remember his old days at the Port Mafia with his perfect little friend group.

He was Osamu Dazai. He had experienced pain, loss, a few fleeting moments of joy, and so much. He had been through a lot. He did not need anyone's sympathy - even yours.

This day was, hence, nothing out of the ordinary. Dazai had trudged back home with heavy steps, dismissing your questions about his whereabouts and remarks about how drenched he got in the rain.

He had gone straight into the bathroom and locked himself in. It didn't matter how many years had passed since Oda's death. It would always feel like yesterday to him, so close yet so far away. It would always rip his heart out how if he had been there just a few moments earlier, he could never have had to watch his only friend die.

He sank to his knees near the wash basin and cried.

---

There was a knock on the door. Dazai scrambled to his feet to open it. He was in the bedroom after another breakdown, locked away.

"Dazai?" he heard your soft voice from outside the door. His heart warmed up a little and he opened the door.

"I know you had a bad day," you said, holding out a plate of freshly baked cookies, "so I baked you cookies."

Dazai looked down at the plate for a moment, then looked back up at you. He felt numb. He felt disoriented. Slowly, he reached out to break one cookie with his fingers and ate it.

"This... this is amazing," he said quietly, tears blurring his vision, threatening to break him down once more.

"It's not much. They're only chocolate chip," you waved a hand off. "Do you like them?"

"Yeah," he replied in a breathy voice. "Yeah, I do."

His ruined day had been perfected by a mere batch of cookies. As you urged him to have more, he finally smiled.

How could someone be so kind?

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ᴄʜᴜᴜʏᴀ.

Chuuya was no stranger to drinking and passing out on his couch only to be woken up by you late at night so that he could come to the bed and sleep comfortably there. He felt pathetic for using wine and alcohol as a means of coping with loneliness, especially after Dazai left the Port Mafia.

"Chuuya?" you whispered softly in his ear.

He stirred in his sleep, one hand hanging off the couch while empty bottles crowded on the floor.

"Chuuya."

His eyelids fluttered open, and with a groan, he shifted on the couch, his hand instinctively reaching for the bottle that lay within arm's reach.

But before he could grasp it, you gripped his hand gently.

"No," you said firmly.

He paused to look at you before rubbing his eyes with his other hand and sitting up.

"I baked you cookies," you murmured, sitting on the couch beside him.

It was only then that Chuuya noticed his favourite cookies decorating a plate that sat on the table in front of him. You leaned forward to grab two cookies, shoving one in your mouth and the other in his.

With his mouth stuffed with a cookie, he couldn't help but stare at you as the events of the entire day crashed onto him all at once. A tear slipped from his eye - of joy, admiration or sadness, he did not know. But as he stared lovingly at the way you playfully scolded him for not including you in the drinking session, your voice muffled from the food, there was only one thought that crossed his mind.

How could he ever be stupid enough to believe that he was lonely when he had you?

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ʀᴀɴᴘᴏ.

Ranpo was not the type to cry in front of people. With his child-like confidence, very few people had ever actually seen him in a vulnerable state.

So it was distressing when he realized you saw right through his fake smile. He felt like an idiot for not predicting that you would get to know about how upset he was after the President scolded him.

He lay on his bed. Even thinking was too tiring for him right now. His hair was all over his face, his head pressed against his pillow. There was a knock on the door, and he spoke in a quiet voice, "Come in."

You entered with a plate of cookies. They were shaped like little stars, each with a different flavour and colour. You set the plate next to the nightstand and gave him a soft smile.

"I know you had a bad day, so I baked you cookies."

"You... you did?" he whispered, his voice cracking as he slowly sat upright to look at you in the eyes.

"I tried. I don't know how they taste. I wanted you to be the first one to take a bite."

He nodded and you sat down on the floor, looking up at him and putting a cookie in his mouth gently. Ranpo opened his mouth and felt the savoury taste of your baking.

"I like it," he hummed.

"Really? Do you want me to make some more for you tomorrow?"

"You will?" his face brightened up genuinely. "I love you!"

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ᴀᴋᴜᴛᴀɢᴀᴡᴀ.

Akutagawa was one to hide emotions from everyone. He did not like to let others think of him as human, but rather as a creature to be feared, and someone to be proud of to Dazai.

Since the night Dazai had been abducted and Akutagawa had interrogated him, the latter had been quiet. He was never to talk too much or overshare, but it could be sensed that something had hurt him deeply.

"Ryuu?" you said softly sitting down next to him.

"No," he looked away, shunning you out before you even got the chance to speak.

"I know you had a bad day," you smiled softly, "so I baked you cookies."

He glanced at you from the corner of his eye before his heart melted. You had the most beautiful look on your face, two hands supporting a plate of cookies. He had never told you what his favourite ones were, frankly he couldn't decide. Sweet things just weren't for him.

But these ones, the ones that you made just for him? These were his favourites. The ones you had made that showed how much you understood him.

At that point, he realized he did not have to change himself to gain the approval he desired in the past. He had already won in life the moment he met you.

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[pormegranate]

Girls! Girls! Girls! Girls!

[sad-emo-dip-dye]

In a funnier timeline Atsushi and Tachihara would’ve had to keep and co parent that baby

[bungoustraydogsimagines]

On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others?

Nakahara Chuuya:

Chuuya is obvious because he doesn’t attempt to hide his feelings, even if he does hide the extent of them. He might be ready to burn the world down just to earn your favor but he couldn’t all his cards be put out on the table right away. There’s still a part of him that’s wary to let a person in so close, past the natural barrier that rises when you’ve lost too many people you’ve cared for in the best. He still saw you as different, as someone he’d enjoy sharing a vintage glass of wine with, who he could laugh with even if your teasing was a little too on point with the things he was serious about. He wanted to shower you in all things that were good, keeping you safe and protected despite his job being in detriment to that ideal.

Nakajima Atsushi:

Atsushi acts differently before and after he figured out he had feelings for you. Beforehand it might not be too obvious, as he was a naturally kind person and was easily flustered overall when anyone flirted with him. But you’re the first person he thinks of when given a choice on who to do a mission with, and if he had a free day where it’s completely up to him, his mind goes straight to you. After his crush is fully crystalized into his reality he can feel all the symptoms of it, his heart tightening in his chest, his sweat glands overworking, his face constantly burning when you’re around; it’s a much harder existence but knowing how he felt meant being able to plan his next steps, even if he might not know what those are.

Dazai Osamu:

Dazai is impossible to tell, even if you’re the person he’s dating and supposedly in love with. There had been a little red feathered birdy in your ear who had told you more than once that Dazai was a heart-breaker, and it was true that even during the ‘courting’ period he blatantly flirted with women in front of you. Yet there’s a side to him behind closed doors that showed you a tender love even he never knew he was capable of. He thought that even if he saw no future in this world, he struggled with both the thought of leaving you in it without him and leaving it without you. It might not ultimately change his mind but he does regard you as a gift that life gave him to show he made the right choice.

Edogawa Ranpo:

Ranpo is obvious purely because he makes it known that you’re taken by him, and has no care for proper etiquette when others are present. If he wants to be kissed or held then he’s going to make it known, even when you’re in the middle of a conversation or doing other tasks. You’ve learned to work around him at this point, one arm wrapped around him as he hugged into your side and the other continuing to write or dial a number or talk to who you needed to. In dangerous situations he’s a little more wary but he does have utter trust in you to do what’s right and, if you’re the fighting type, to have his back and keep him safe should things take a turn in a direction he didn’t foresee (which was a rarity).

Edgar Allan Poe:

Poe hoped he wasn’t obvious, but he was a little obvious. He tried to go out of his way to impress you; if you weren’t into mystery novels then he might have to take a side quest into figuring out a different type of gift to give, but he had confidence he could find something to get you connected. He talked about you a decent amount in his personal life, which is mostly to Ranpo as he didn’t casually talk to many others, but he doesn’t count the detective’s opinion for obvious reasons (and also it was brutal to be told his interest in you was almost to a pathetic level). He simply wanted to be around you as much as he could, in a peaceful environment where you could enjoy each other’s company and talk until the sun rose and fell again.

Sigma:

Sigma has at least an outward handle on his emotions, able to keep it together when he was around you but always overanalyzing your interactions once he was alone. He had even made a shorthand list of your known likes and dislikes before deciding that was an odd thing to do, though he could still recite some things you had told him from memory if prompted. He doesn’t know what it would be like to actually date you, if the things he’s dreaming off are just some foolish fairy tales or if life can really feel that much sweeter walking side-by-side with a person you loved. Sigma had decided long ago that he would take the risk, even if he couldn’t predict the outcome.

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๋࣭ ⭑ caught making out. bsd x reader

p2.

gender: gender neutral

type: short scenario/imagine

characters: dazai, chuuya, atsushi, and akutagawa (i will make a part two<3)

warnings: lowercase writing, make-out sessions, suggestive writng, not smut!

๋࣭ ⭑ dazai had you pinned to the wall of the small cleaning closet in the agency. "out'of all the places.." you chuckled, feeling dazai's hot breath on your neck. you could feel his grin on your skin; "don't act like you didn't have the same idea~" you clutch a bunch of his hair and felt your stomach twist'n'turn. you laughed. "shut up and kiss me.." almost instantly you felt his lips smash onto yours, his arms snaked around your waist as he pulled you closer to him, your back arching slightly. a soft moan escaped your lips when you felt his hand grab your thigh, squeezing it every now and then yo get a noise out of you. all of a sudden, the door hitting dazai's back caused him to jump and bit your lip. you screamed in pain, pulling your head away from. the bright light from outside caused dazai to look over his shoulder to see kunikida....words couldn't explain the speechless look on his face. ironic. he clearned his throat, closing the door a little later....you could hear him stutter something along the things of, "he couldn't find the vaccum.." and dazai looked back to you slowly..."well.." he couldn't stop the small blush form to his cheeks, "dazai.." you started, licking your lip, "i think my lip's bleeding..."

๋࣭ ⭑ chuuya had his mouth all over your neck, gently kissing it and sometimes taking a small nibble here and there. your whimpers was music to his ears. he wanted to hear more of it. "c-chuuya~" you whispered, his teeth nibbling your ear lobe softly. "chuuya, please! i want to kiss you!" you begged, already? you wrapped your arms tighter around chuuya's neck, his head moving ever so slowly away from your neck. "needy? are we?~" he teased, causing you to groan. he chuckled, complying to your wishes and connected his lips to your own. taking in the moment of your fingers tugging onto his hair. he licked your lower lip, however before you could open your mouth...the door of your bedroom suddenly opened causing chuuya to shriek and grabbed a blanket, throwing it over your body.. looking up, he saw dazai with a shocked face. in his hand were two bags of takeout and in the other was a tray of soft drinks. "bastard!" chuuya grabbed a loose pillow and tossed it at the man. dazai easily dodged it and smiled, "what a great way to welcome your ex-partner~ i almost feel loved~" he joked, sitting on the chair just in front of the bed. thank god you and chuuya didn't undress- "what the hell, man! it's 10:35! AT NIGHT!" "and i thought this would be a perfect time for a movie night!" dazai turns the television on. "besides~ it's not like i walked in on anything...or did i-?~" - "JUST CHOOSE A MOVIE, DAMMIT!"

๋࣭ ⭑ atsushi waited until the room was empty, before he grabbed your shirt and pulled you in for a kiss. you were shocked, dropping your papers in hand and watched them scatter all over the carpet before your mind was racing. "atsu-" you tried to speak, but the moment his mouth reached your neck and licked it, you were at a lost for words. you whimper, your knees giving and fell on the couch, atsushi following you. pinning you to the cushions. his hand was resting behind your head, playing with your hair while his other hand creased your thigh up and down. "what's gotten-" you squirmed, feeling his neck give you one last kiss. "i needed this~" he blushed. he never saw himself doing this, but he needed to feel you. as you got into the moment, grabbing his hair and started to tug on it, getting him all railed up, the door burst open...ranpo's voice immedialy threw you outta your love trance, and you tried to push atsushi off you, but he hugged you tight, his face exteramly red. "ranpo! get out!" he screamed as ranpo made no reaction to what he just walked into, "just gimme a sec', i can't find myyyyyy-" he trailed, digging into a box full of candies and sweets, suddenly taking out a sucker! "aha! okay, i'm leaving now! don't get your tail in a knot, atsushi!" ranpo held is hands up, putting his lolipop in his mouth and thd door closed behind him. you had a blush on your face, chuckling seeing atsushi hide his face into you shirt. a whine left his lips as you rubbed his head. maybe next time.

๋࣭ ⭑ akutagawa froze. here you were, wearing nothing but your ADA work shirt, already buttoned up, and black underwear. with a scream you tossed yourself back onto your bed and covered your body with the blanket. "a-aku! i didn't know you were- god dammit!" you blushed mad, your legs all shakey and your face hot. there was a moment of silence, making you go more red. did he leave? did he get to uncomfortable? he was the ine who walked in- but still, did he not like the why you looked? did you have to much fat- all of a sudden you felt the blanket slowly reveal yourself, your upper half visible to him and only him. without words, he crashed his lips onto yours and you felt your heart skip a beat. you thought he would've at lease said something!! ... "i'm sorry.." he kissed you again, and again, and again.. "i didn't know you were changing.." he apologized, tracing hid hand up your shirt and rubbed up and down your torso. you kissed him back, "such a gentlemen~" the blanket around your legs began to pull down, the cold air hitting your bare legs. before each of you could do anything, atsushi burst through your bedroom door..."y/n! i've been calli-"he froze. he stopped functioning. all of your were quiet. akutagawa was quick to cover your body with his owb, hugging you close and glaring deadly daggers at the boy. your face was in your boyfriends neck and you had a dark red blush decorating your face. "weretiger..." atsushi saw his life flash before his eyes and started to run out of your hallway, "AH! I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN- I DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING!! AKUTAGAWA- YOU PROMISED YOU WOULDN'T KILL ME FOR 6 MONTHS- WHAT WOULD DAZAI THINK-AH!" as your boyfriend chased atsushi around your home, you took your time to get changed and looked back at your phone to read 7+ messages from atsushi...saying you were gonna be late for work and he was here to pick you up...like you asked him to yesterday...shit.