#Bsd chuuya

[yebyyhfushi]

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[mqrsss]

them ❤️💙

[iwantmochisoup]

have some wolfzai & bunnychuu! (they got me outta artblock!!)

[jmochi017]

I made this trend a month ago 🦌

hope you like it! Thanks for the support :) I appreciate it <3

[chester-god-0]

“Guess we can’t finish this without a one-on-one fight,” Atsushi growls. Blue light envelops his arms. Blood starts spilling from beneath his fingernails and from cracks in his arm as claws start sprouting from his fingers and thick fur tears through his skin. “Let’s do this.” He leans forward and leaps just as Chuuya does the same. Thanks to the element of surprise, he has the upper hand and, with one strong swing, lashes at Chuuya’s chest.

Thanks to years of training and sharp instincts, Chuuya manages to lean back just as the claws rip through his vest, shirt, even breaking his skin. Three red lines appear between the torn fabric.

Chuuya looks at the young teen, surprised. As his eyes meet with the furious swirls of glowing purple and yellow, sees the power and bloodlust in them, he grins, elated. “Guess I have to play serious now!”

Now this is what I call a fight!

Based on @whathorselegs' wish/headcanon post, about Atsushi and Chuuya fighting and Atsushi's claws cutting through Chuuya's gravity manipulation. The visual of it gripped me by the throat.

[srdghbbicho]

u better not fumble him !!!

[hellaarknight]

Nsfw drabble with Chuuya and needy Reader. Enjoy. MDNI I had to repost it

Being away from your boyfriend was painful enough. Being away from him for weeks was excruciating. Being away from Chuuya when you were ovulating was the worst.

Honestly, the plane you were on wasn't flying fast enough. Everything was too slow to your liking, the flight attendants, the other passengers who were getting way too long to board. Your mind was filled up with Chuuya and how he was going to wait for you at the airport when landing. You missed him, his kisses, his lips on yours, his hands on your body, his tongue on your cli... Enough, you squeezed your thighs together and tried to distract yourself with something else than Chuuya. You were on your ovulation phase of your menstrual cycle and the only thing you wanted was to feel yourself filled up by your boyfriend. Only thinking about his handsome face made you get wet. It's going to be a long flight.

Once landed, you sprinted up and passed the security checks going right through the arrivals doors. You wanted to see Chuuya, you needed him to fuck you dumb right there. When you saw the ginger waiting for you with a beautiful bouquet of roses, you lost it and threw yourself at him.

"Wow, wow, someone missed me" He chuckled, catching you and leaving the flowers hit the floor. He captured your lips in a deep longing kiss and was pleasantly surprised to notice your hunger for him.

" Chuuya, in the car, now. I don't care where we are going, I need you like two hours ago."

Chuuya raised an eyebrow and looked at you. Your pupils were dilated, cheeks tainted pink and you continued to bite your bottom lip. He asked cautiously, concerned:

" Are you on drugs?"

It took you a few seconds to realize what nonsense he blabbered. You punched him in his chest half angry, half annoyed.

I'm horny, you idiot"

His lips formed a silent Ohh. You both stayed looking at each order for a while until he came to his senses and grabbed your wrist pulling you after him.

"You say it doesn't matter where?" He asked over his shoulder, dragging you through the parking lot towards the car. You nodded frantically. All you needed was him inside your aching cunt.

Chuuya started the car and started driving, exiting the parking lot and going around on the street that gets you to the city, while one hand was rubbing your thighs.

"Chuuu, please, I can't wait until we get home, please."

His eyes concentrated on the road, but his hand moved up under your skirt, painfully close to your core, but way too far at the same time.

"I know, I know, give me two minutes. Fuck. "

You squeezed his hand between your legs and left out a loud moan. You were almost desperate for his touch so you started whining when his hands only caressed your clothed pussy. The car suddenly stops, in a secluded area. Chuuya pushed his chair back, to give you more space so you could get on his lap. You did not wait for an invitation, you just hopped on his lap, raising your skirt up your ass.

"Someone's needy" Chuuya chuckled, touching your cunt through your panties with his gloved hand, the action sending you shivers on your spine and making you moan.

"Shit, doll, you're fucking drenched, did you really miss me that much?"

You just pitifully nodded, rubbing yourself on his hand.

"Please Chuu, please, I need you, I really do, please it hurts."

His gaze softened, and even if he was tempted to play with you a little bit more, to see your pretty face beg for him, to hear your cute whimpers, he couldn't deny you right now. You weren't the one to usually ask him so openly, so he would indulge you this time to give you exactly what you needed. He unbuckled his belt, lowering his dress pants and taking his now hard dick out of his boxer, much to your delight.

"You're sure that you don't want me to prep' you a little more doll? I know you're soaking wet, but…”

You shook your head and kissed him, while positioning yourself over his tip, pushing the panties out of the way. You left yourself slowly sinking in on his cock, making both of you moan. Chuuya squeezed your ass and once you were fully filled up, your pussy clenched around his cock. Chuuya hissed, the sensation of him being inside your walls again being pure beatitude. You only bounced twice before coming undone on him, your body shacking, breath unsteady. You put your head in the crook of his neck, trying to regain control over your body, the orgasms hitting you hard.

Chuuya rubbed your clit slowly, guiding you through your orgasm.

" That's it, good girl. Very good. That was quick, wasn't it? You must've been so lonely without me" He teased, making you blush even more. He kissed your forehead, then raised your face to capture your lips. After a minute of making out, with him still inside you, Chuuya broke the comfortable silence.

"Welcome home, sweetheart. But I hope you know that's not how this day ends" He started thrusting making you welp. "It's my turn to show you how much I've missed you, doll."

[evermorethecrow]

Those pinup studies huh

[originalaccountname]

useless Storm Bringer detail I think about constantly: Asagiri specifying that Chuuya's suit jacket has emerald cufflinks (like some sort of romance novel heroine) and then Harukawa made Chuuya roll up his sleeves

[yebyyhfushi]

Transfem Chuuya!! (⁠＾⁠∇⁠＾⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♪

[oneofthecommonfolk]

Truly language at its finest form.

please just take a moment with me to appreciate how "s'envoyer en l'air" has so much comedic potential as an expression considering Chuuya's ability and how much mileage two teenagers who love antagonizing each other could get out of it

[ces-nenuphars]

双黒

[koikoiii]

The return of Dazai and Chuuya plushies

[anticidic]

steampunk skk au...the worldbuilding...the lore...the clothes...the machines...

Chuuya as an airship pilot and Dazai as his untrustworthy engineer

But also Dazai as a watchmaker maybe? I just know that he should invent crazy contraptions like a mad engineer instead of a mad scientist. He whacks his little wrench around fixing and breaking things, and Chuuya has to hold back choice words for him when Dazai fixes one thing, then breaks another. But that's what Chuuya gets for wanting illegal modifications on his ship to use it for sky racing.

Dazai also wearing those rounded aviator goggles on top of his head at all times, and usually has grease or oil smudged on his cheek.

He makes pets out of machines, so he has a mechanical hound at home and has been trying to install an emotion sensor in his dog so it can detect human emotions as well as display its own, but he hasn't been successful yet. His dog has a bowl for oil it drinks from and eats bolts and nuts as its meal.

Heck, just exploring Dazai and creation as a theme in the au. He feels bad destroying his creations when they don't turn out well. He has a little malfunctioning bird with a wing that doesn't work and it often repeats itself because he installed a faulty voice box, but Dazai doesn't have the heart to deactivate and recycle the poor thing for a future project. He feels like he's taking away a life. Existential dread hitting him hard with every creation he makes so he starts going mad

He's normal enough around Chuuya to keep up appearances, but if Chuuya ever came into Dazai's workshop, specifically the attic or basement, he'd get whiplash from the machinery lying around and the cuckoo birds repeating themselves like clockwork. They're talking on the main floor of Dazai's workshop, and every time there's a pause in their conversation, Chuuya hears a distant "Cuckoo…cuckoo…" from down below

Chuuya knocks and hears a dog barking and he's like what the hell and didn't expect Dazai to have a pet robot dog

Chuuya: "Am I hearing things? Is that a broken clock?" Dazai: "It's a failure." Chuuya: "Why don't you take out the battery or something so you don't have to listen to that?" Dazai, looking away and trying not to flinch: "That'll kill it."

Dazai's a bit dramatic about it but as a creator it pains him to ruin the things he makes. The reflection of his inside portrayed in his broken creations because maybe he feels like that about himself.

BUT since Dazai is a creator, him making gifts for Chuuya… watches, maybe a compass for his airship travels. Maybe he can make Chuuya a little bird to match Dazai's. Dazai’s one and only perfect creation is for Chuuya.

Chuuya could be “lost” like in terms of he doesn't know if he wants to remain a airship pilot or if he wants to spend the rest of his life with Dazai. A brass compass also made with precious metals like nickel and bronze.

When gifted it, Chuuya asks how does he know the compass is pointing in the right direction, and Dazai says, "You'll know it in your heart."

[mackerel22]

*some years later*

Dazai: Atsushi, Akutagawa...

Atsushi and Akutagawa: Yes, Dazai.

Dazai: About the rumour...

Atsushi, Akutagawa: What rumour?

Dazai: Poetry.

Atsushi, Akutagawa:

Dazai: It's not what everybody thinks it is.

Akutagawa: I'm afraid explaining any further while in your partner's bed will only make matters worse, Mrs. Nakahara.

Dazai: Did you just call me Mrs. Nakahara?

Atsushi: It's best if you get used to it sooner than later.

Dazai:

Akutagawa, opening a door he shouldn't have opened: Dazai, Chuuya?

Dazai and Chuuya shocked, as their kissing session just got disturbed: Akutagawa?

Akutagawa, concerned: Is everything alright?

Dazai: It's perfectly fine.

Dazai: Chibi, tell him what we're doing.

Chuuya: We...

Chuuya: I'm teaching him some poetry.

Akutagawa: Poetry?

Dazai:

Dazai: Yes, I love poetry.

Akutagawa:

Chuuya: I'm surprised as you are. He can't get enough of it.

Akutagawa: I'll leave you to do your poetry then...

Akutagawa: *closes the door, regretting all his life decisions*