#Like Ryuu and Dazai

[w3ndytheraccoon]

I really hate Stolas, btw. I would have like him if they didn't constantly victimised him and make him the "good" one in the situation and villainised Blitz for having self-esteem issues, but they did so I hate Stolas.

Also Apology Tour is such a bullshit episode the only ones who deserved an apology from Blitz are Verosika for stealing and maxxing her card and abandoning her and M&M for stalking on them

[inamagicalhallucination]

atsushi: do u wanna go to this really sappy and overly cute thing for couples with me

akutagawa: no

atsushi: oh okay how about we do something el-

akutagawa: wait don't ask someone else i'll go

[cephaloph0re]

akutagawa proving himself unbearably chuuya nakahara coded

[rosalinesurvived]

The “Your loved ones wouldn’t approve of this!” “Yes they do” Trope is fully Ryunnosuke and Gin. Listen to me, on her job Gin is just as unchill and murderous and angry and Victorian Hysteria as Ryunosuke, even more so in fact since he’s been hindered by his illness/Dazai induced emotional manipulation.

[akuarchives]

Chapter 8

[no-brain-just-akutagawa]

Having Dazai as my icon once again feels so nostalgic

[sharpiedoodleee]

y’know, i can forgive dazais numerous acts of terrorism but i think about the obbsession he gave ryuu a lot

[banooky]

i cant reblog without the tags bc they add sm to it

Dazai tries to find a reason to live through the mafia so he gives Akutagawa a reason to live by bringing him into the mafia haahahaha heehehehee Asagiri why are you like this

[kromeihl]

BSD MEN PLAYING HORROR GAMES (MIMIC)

Headcanons!

↣Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuuya, Nakajima Atsushi, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, Doppo Kunikida, Edogawa Ranpo, Nikolai Gogol, Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Tetcho Suehiro, Saigiku Jono

↝Requests are open!

Osamu Dazai

> He would definetly be confident. You'd go up to him and be like: 'Samu let's play Mimic!

> He never heard of that game but he's hella interested.

> Both of you started playing and then he gets lost the moment you appear.

> Don't tell me this guy does not kill himself everytime.

> Definetly screams when there are jumpscares and would freeze for a second so you laugh at him

> Surprisingly good at the game and finishes it. (When he doesn't waste half of his time dying.)

Chuuya Nakahara

> Horror game? LET'S GO!

> Regrets it instantly because he forgot there are jumpscares.

> Would definetly flinch so hard and say "What? I'm not scared."

> When you scream, he screams.

> He'd be the type to disappear and get lost and you're just looking for him everywhere.

> He'd be the type to see something and say "I found the exit!" And it was actually the entrance..

> He'd curse at the character that'll jumpscare him.

> Shhh, he's a rage quiter.

Atsushi Nakajima

> MY BABYYYYY<3

> Once you tell him you want to play a horror game with him, he'd instantly freeze and hesitate before accepting.

> It's you, of course he'd agree.

> Poor guy would be shaking once there are crazy ahh sound effects.

> Horrified, one loud sound, one scream, one jumpscare, he'd flinch immediately.

> Bros the type to throw his phone/himself across the room.

> Actually really good at mazes! Just starts panicking when something chases him HELP.

> Never will play again.

Ryuunosuke Akutagawa

> Bro thinks he's so good at it.

> You tell him you want to play and he just says "ok."

> Bro is secretly scared but the whole time you look at him he's just •_•

> Those jumpscares out of nowhere makes his eyes widen or he makes a small little sound and when you look at him he accidentally actives Rashomon-

> I feel like he'd say he knows the way and gets lost and get jumpscared.

> Bro doesn't run and you just tell him to use the running button, and he's just like "no."

> Bro wants to solo and leaves you alone and you're like: "Ryuu where are you??" "I found a spirit."

> Doesn't want to play ever again.

Kunikida Doppo

> Automatically will not play once you do all your reports.

> Says he's too busy for those childhood games but he can't resist you so he fits the gameplay in his schedule!

> Does this dude even get jumpscared..?

> The whole time he's just instructing you in what to do-

> He's good at making ways to escape and distracts the ghost for you.

> If you play with him repeatedly and have game nights he'd definetly memorize when the jumpscare will happen.

Ranpo Edogawa

> Bro...Once you ask him you already see the place set up for your gameplay.

> One word: You'll finish the game in a few minutes only.

> He knows every crook and crany around the game.

> Knows the whole backstory and tells you about it so you just shut him up with candy.

> You play by yourself now because he knows everything and spoils the fun. RIP..

Nikolai Gogol

> He'd definetly be interested in the game.

> He'll be the type to scare you if it's suddenly quiet and you slap the shit out of him on accident.

> Would throw the phone at your face when he gets jumpscared.

> Bro is the type to play hide and seek with you mid-game.

> He'd definetly die a ton of times while trying to show you how he can "dodge" the ghost's attack/running at him.

> He fails misreably..

> He'd be the type to have the ghost chase after him and go to you so you both end up dying and go back to square 1.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky

> You force him to play because he has no comment about it all.

> Jumpscares happen and he's just, •_•

> He'd be the type to find everything in just a few minutes and you'd be so confused like ???

> You'd give him the side eye for being to quiet while playing the game. You're screaming and flinching meanwhile he passes everything so quickly.

> He'd be the type to let you follow.

> Like did he play this game before???

> If you're too scared to go through a maze or get something, he'd be the one to distract the enemy

> Scary smart man...

Tetcho Suehiro

> Bro is hella confused. Like what are you supposed to do in the horror game??

> He'd definetly scream and just stare at you for a few moments..

> Help this poor man, he'd definetly quit mid game and just let you play it by yourself while you're watching.

> You'd definetly scream and it'll make him alerted.

> You both decide to restart the game and he thinks that he can kill the ghost and eventually dies..

> Please teach him the basic of horror games.

Jono Saigiku

> So like...

> Okay but he can hear things well so he eventually just listens to you while you play.

> Don't hurt his ear drums you might hit ariana grande notes while getting jumpscared or chased.

> He'd be the type to know when the ghost is approaching and warn you, he has good sense of hearing of course.

> That's why you're like ??? "How did you know when the ghost will come :O"

> He can literally hear one milisecond of the starting of the chasing music and you'd already be hiding.

> Man is a life saver.

> He'd definetly stare at you like ^^ if you apologize for screaming.

[starlightshadowsworld]

Tachihara: What's up with him?

Akutagawa: screaming into a pillow

Gin: He was talking to the weretiger, you know the guy he's completly head over heels in love with.

Tachihara: And in denial about, yes I'm familiar.

Gin: They were doing a stakeout and to pass the time, Ryuu asked him what his first mission was like.

Tachihara: Sounds harmless enough.

Gin: Right? Well the weretiger looks at him and says "are you serious?" So Ryuu assumed he'd been told and had forgotten.

Tachihara: Let me guess it was worse?

Akutagawa: voicemuffled by pillow So much better worse.

Gin: You remember when we were after the weretigers bounty? Higuchi and Ryuu cornered him in that alley and than Dazai showed up to stop the fight.

Tachihara: Yeah, wait... Was that it?!

Gin: Yup.

Tachihara: Holy... You cut off his leg in that fight!

Akutagawa: I know!

Gin: And it gets worse.

Tachihara: How?!

Gin: The weretiger didn't know he'd get the leg back, and up until like maybe a day or so ago he didn't know he had an ability.

Tachihara: Shit man... Was he mad?

Gin: Nope, he just shook his head and called him an idiot. He might've also smiled when Ryuu apologised but he hasn't processed that part yet.

[luffyvace]

Akutagawa as your boyfriend ☀︎

Umm happy late b day Aku…😭 I’m totally super late for this I KNOW. But! I’m doing it anyway! >:3 late or not :P Plus I Just wanted to write for him since I really like this dude (〃ω〃) (Light blood, death and killing mentions but not in detail)

Akutagawa b day hcs first >;}

planning everything out and hiding it from him is kind of a task. 😅 the guy’s pretty stealthy himself so ya gotta make sure he doesn’t sneak up on you while your prepping things.

Buuut with the help of everyone from the port mafia (except Mori- joking! he does help but Elise does 90% of the work) you planned a mini party <3

Gin got the food! (Figs and tea enters chat)

Higuchi got the decorations! (streamers, balloons, tables, chairs)

Hirotsu keeps akutagawa busy (tea and chatting LOL)

Elise makes the banners (hints poorly drawn dead versions of everyone—extra blood for aku<3)

Kajii makes (lemon shaped) confetti poppers!!

Koyo hosted/recorded it all 💗

Chuuya brought wine and the cake (both were really expensive and tasty good job Chuuya)

Q brought lots of presents!! :3

Annnnd Tachihara! Brought some ~port mafia style~ party games (you played mafia LOL)

now general relationship things 😚

He treats you like how he does Gin, there is peace between the two of you and you have friendly interactions. (Romantic as well, for you) he will even go as far as to do favors for you but we’ll dabble in that more later ☆)

acts of service is his #1 love language. There’s no convincing me otherwise. When I say ‘he will do anything for you’ besides killing this is what I mean. You really don’t have to ask either. I talk about this some more later but, examples: done with your plate? He’ll take it. He remembers you said you needed xyz, he got it for you. You said you wanted to ____ but you fell asleep, so he did it.

hope you get along with Gin because to continue a relationship with him past 2 minutes, you need to. He will never choose friends over family. I stand on that.

honest man.

Its canon, of course this would apply to a relationship too :)

you never have to worry about him lying, thankfullly. the bad news is…this guy isn’t just honest..he’s brutally honest 😀

which he’s not dumb, but he’s also not one to pacify feelings. So say you created something and you’ve been working on this piece for a while now, (whether your an artist, writer, sculptor, something else—whatever), he takes a look at it and singlehandedly points out all the flaws 🧍‍♀️

not in a rude way-

just genuinely telling your mistakes. Which- I know can hurt because you spent a lot of time on it…..but as lest you can fix it now..? 🤷‍♀️

He respects you. Of course he does! How could you love someone you don’t respect?!

why I’m mentioning this then?? Because to him, respect is very important. There’s few that he respects personally and not because of his job.

like Dazai (sorta bc of his job but shh), Gin or Atsushi (somewhat)

And just to clear it up those he has respect for because of his job would be mori or hirotsu

so the fact that you have his respect is a mile stone!! 👯‍♀️💃💃

He’s loyal but it ain’t a fault 😋🤪

seriously tho this dude is still chasing Dazai even after he “disgraced the mafia’s name” and left to the ada

So for you?? This is simply proof that he ain’t neva leavin you, and you ain’t neva leavin him 😙 (I don’t make the rules)

even If he disagrees with your actions/opinions he will talk it out with you 😱

now he might sound a bit upset, and if your acting absolute bonkers rn and need some sense smacked into you- he might yell too. But that’s mostly if it’s for your well being.

other than that, yes the hotheaded Ryuu will calm down for you (that kinda rhymes ☝️🤓)

Bonus!:

living with the Akutagawa’s! ( ✌︎'ω')✌︎

going more into acts of service, you and Gin hardly ever have to worry about chores or errands

he doesn’t really do it for the purpose of your validation, and genuinely doesn’t expect a thank you either

”hm? Oh…it’s nothing.”

Is his response when you try to thank him

he does it because he’s responsible not for praise

although I will say, seeing as though he has a lot of respect for you, as I said earlier, you may get a semi flustered/shocked facial expression

not necessarily blushing, just a expression that shows it caught him off guard ;P

Its not uncommon to see him cleaning around the house and asking if you have any laundry

housewife Ryuunosuke LOL 😂

When goes out to get groceries he asks you and Gin if there’s anything specific you want him to buy and if yes, he’ll get it for you

just like in the anime with Gin, he doesn’t mind doing favors for you as well <3

if you decide you wanna clean up or go to the store yourself he won’t stop you and be like ‘nonono I got it you sit down 🥺’. I don’t mean this in a bad way but he’s not a gentleman on purpose

I feel he’s the type of guy to do things that you consider gentlemanly but he just considers it being polite

oh it’s fine he’s got the groceries 👌

got a order for pick up? Oh well he was going out anyway, he’ll get it 🤷

he’s got the door 👍

don’t worry about the bill he’ll pay it (restaurant or house bill 😉)

another thing…! ♡

sometimes when you and Gin wanna watch a movie but Ryuu’s still doing the dishes….

Rashomon!

do the dishes :3 (while he watches the movie with you guys)

I wasn’t gonna write these at first but I’m real glad I did! I love these and finally wrote for our guy Ryuunosuke!!

WHEN I TYPED DAZAI’S NAME IT AUTOCORRECTED FO DASANI AT FIRST HAHAHHAHA

[mncxbe]

what do you think about enemies to lovers with akutagawa x ada fem!reader with a really big sexual tension between them?

Yes. Just yes🫡 that's all I have to say. Hope you like it♡

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Laced♡

𝑨𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎! ����𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: smut♡/ one bed trope

Akutagawa didn't know how he ended up like this, sharing a bed with you in a crappy motel room in Shinjuku. He took a deep breath in, feeling the thin particles of dust tickle his nose and sneezed, mentally cursing his overly sensitive body.

From the other side of mattress you mumbled a half-hearted 'Bless you'

"Oh shut up" he hissed, his head snapping in your direction. You were laying on your side close to the edge of the ragged futon, a chiffon robe wrapped loosely around your frame. The neon lights that filtered through the windows illuminated your figure well enough for Akutagawa to make out the little bird drawings that adorned your nightgown.

"Your voice is pissing me off" he added, voice laced with venom as he took in your figure.

"Then stop sneezing and coughing every five minutes. I'm trying to sleep" you replied in a casual tone which only fueled Akutagawa's anger.

God, how he hated you and your composed demeanour; a futile attempt to prove that you were better than him. He vividly recalls your first encounter when his former mentor introduced you to him and the way your eyes scanned his figure with pure amusement. Oh, he resented the way you always looked down on him, thinking that you were superior only because you were working at the Agency.

The fact that you were constantly competing for Dazai's praise only made things worse. Each time the brunette would pair you up for a mission you'd go out of your way to ensure that you did just a tad bit better than him, whether it was stealing the target's phone, a classified file or simply taking extra credit.

And what was worse was that this wasn't even a fair competition: no matter how hard he tried to prove himself to his former mentor, you'd still get all the 'Good job Y/N'. All you had to do was breathe and Dazai would shower you with praise. It was so easy for you and it filled him with burning rage, a fire that grew hotter inside him by the minute; you were utterly insufferable and yet...

Laying beside you in this god forgotten room, Akutagawa couldn't bring himself to hurt you. He knew he could; you were both far away from home and the mission Dazai assigned you was dangerous. If you were to get injured it wouldn't come as a surprise. Plus, your ability was no match to his so he could easily kill you, destroying the source of all his anger and pent up frustration that plagued him day and night.

Still, something was holding him back; a force that he could not explain. He simply scoffed, gritting his teeth.

"I cannot fucking control it. Get your own room if you really can't stand my coughing."

You remained silent and the man cursed under his breath. After a while you rolled on your back and sighed.

"It's too hot in here."

"It's the middle of August, what did you expect?"

"Some air conditioning maybe?" you said in that condescending tone he so resented.

"You're so irritating." he stated, not daring to look at you. He knew that if he did he wouldn't be able to keep up this act and God knows what he'd do.

"Come on Ryuu. I know you don't actually hate me. You're just mad about Dazai liking me better"

Akutagawa's body tensed upon hearing your words. "Don't call me that."

"What, Ryuu? Why not?" you asked innocently.

"Because you know I can't stand it." he lied. He did in fact love the way his name rolled off your lips; it was so soothing but he couldn't bring himself to admit it. "And don't drag Dazai into this."

You let out a low chuckle "But he is part of this. He's actually the reason for all this. For us and-"

"There's no such thing as us" he spat, nails digging deep into the calloused skin of his palms.

He could feel you scoot closer to him, one of your hands gently brushing a strand of charcoal hair from his face.

"Isn't it?"

Your words lingered between the two of you, a heavy, unspoken truth. There was no you but both of you somehow wished there was. Despite all the resentment he bore towards you, Akutagawa knew there was something more to his feelings. He couldn't exactly pin-point what it was tho, but it seemed that you shared the same thought.

"What are we?" you asked eventually, fingertips sliding along his jawline as you moved even closer to him.

Your touch sent goosebumps all over his body, igniting his skin. Yet he didn't push you away. Instead, he turned to his side to face you.

"What do you think we are? We're rivals for fuck's sake" he stated and you would've believed him if it weren't for his arm which wrapped around your waist.

"Are enemies usually so desperate for each other?" you chuckled, cupping his face.

"I'm not desperate" he hummed as he began caressing the side of your body. His fingers traced the outline of your body over your robe, languidly sliding back and forth from your hip up your waist and along your ribs; causing you to shudder.

"You sure are desperate tho" he said, a grin tugging at the corners of his lips. His slender fingers hooked under the loosely tied knot of your robe, undoing it.

A light hum escaped your lips when he touched your bare skin.

"Hey Ryuu." you purred, threading your fingers through his hair "Do you think things would've been different if we weren't in different organizations?"

"Not at all. I'd still hate you" he said plainly. Akutagawa was completely entranced by you; his mouth voiced of abhorrence but his hands spoke another language, gently cupping one of your breasts as he kneaded your soft flesh.

He pulled you closer until your lips were mere mere inches apart. "You don't think you could ever like me, do you? It would be so ridiculous."

"Really?" With a mischevious smirk on your lips you took his hand from your breast and guided it between your legs; Akutagawa gasped as his fingers brushed against your wet panties. "I think I like you already."

"You little..." he cursed under his breath as he closed the distance between you, lips finding your own. He kissed you deeply, feverishly and pushed you onto your back, climbing on top of you.

When he eventually broke the kiss he looked down at you, trying to ignore his forming bulge that pressed against your thigh.

You only giggled, tracing your thumb over his lower lip. "How about you put that mouth of yours to good use, hm?" you teased but Akutagawa noted the hint of urgency in your voice.

With a sly smirk on his face he slowly moved lower onto you, tracing feathery kisses along your heated skin until the nestled himself between your thighs. Each touch elicited sweet sounds from you which echoed through his entire being.

Before he hooked his arms over your thighs to keep you close your gazes met for s brief moment and he nodded, grinning from ear to ear.

"As you wish, pretty girl"

[inamagicalhallucination]

sometimes i think about how gin and ryuu dont act like siblings when working becuz someone might use one against the other

and then i think about sskk

and i think about ppl trying to attack the mad dog of the port mafia akutagawa's boyfriend atsushi - who spends his free time embroidering flowers onto aku's clothes, taking his sister out, fishing his brother out the river, etc etc

and obvi atsushi is feral so they wont actually hurt him but its a funny image of ppl stalking atsushi as he's skipping around town humming to dazai's shitty songs that dazai keeps on singing and are now stuck in atsushi's head wondering which dessert to make for ryuu and gin and kyouka (and ranpo) and he just leads the ppl following him into an alley and beats the shit out of them

[scriveyner]

so be good for goodness sake

Atsushi watched out of the corner of his eye as Ryuu-chan industriously dragged the kitchen chair over to where he was standing at the counter and climbed somberly up beside him. He continued to chop vegetables for a moment, before turning his head slightly toward Ryuu-chan, eyebrow lifted. “Yes?”

“I would like a pet,” Ryuu-chan said. “For Christmas.”

Atsushi didn’t stop his prep work. “You already have a pet, Ryuu-chan.”

Ryuu-chan folded his arms and frowned. “Acchan is too much work.”

Continue on AO3 or

Atsushi heard Akutagawa suck in a breath and start coughing in a vain attempt to smother a laugh. He glared over the sink into the main room, but Akutagawa kept his head down and hand over his mouth, shoulders shaking.

“I wasn’t talking about Acchan,” Atsushi said, and Ryuu-chan scrunched up his nose. “That’s not a nice thing to say about your brother. Besides,” he added, scraping the chopped vegetables into a bowl. “You both have a cat.”

“Oh.” Ryuu-chan held onto the top of the chair and considered this for a moment. “Can I at least trade Acchan for a velociraptor? Dazai-oji said Santa allows trade-ins.”

Akutagawa’s coughing grew more violent.

 Atsushi inhaled. “How do you think Acchan would feel if he knew you wanted to trade him in for another pet?”

“I’ll ask him.”

“Don’t—” Atsushi watched Ryuu-chan hop off the chair and bolt around the corner. He sighed and then pointed his knife at Akutagawa’s head from across the room. “Stop laughing.”

Acchan tore around the corner so hard he bounced off a cabinet, rattling the pans inside. “Is it true Ryuu-chan can trade me to SANTA? I want to fight a reindeer!!!”

Ryuu-chan followed him excitedly into the kitchen. “See, he doesn’t mind!”

Atsushi pushed one hand through his hair and sighed. “Why do you want to fight a reindeer, Acchan?”

“Dazai-oji said if I defeat a reindeer, I get its ability to fly! I want to fly like Chuuya-oji!”

Ryuu-chan gestured at Acchan with both hands. “See? ‘niisan wants to fly and I want a velociraptor. Everyone wins.”

“Yes,” Akutagawa said dryly from the main room, still seated but somehow having regained his composure. “Everybody wins.”

Both of the kids swiveled back to Atsushi, eyes wide and bright.

“First,” Atsushi said, “I’m going to call Santa and report that Dazai-oji has been telling lies again—”

Acchan grabbed him by the apron. “You can call Santa!?”

Ryuu-chan grabbed his other side. “I want to talk to Santa!”

“Tell him I’ll fight Donder, Chuuya-oji said he sounded weak!”

“DAD PRIVILEGE,” Atsushi roared, and they both stopped talking over each other, startled at the volume. “Then I’m going to tell him someone wants to trade in his brother and someone else wants to fight his reindeer.”

Acchan and Ryuu-chan froze, each still hanging off opposite sides of Atsushi’s apron.

“I don’t think Santa will consider either of those things very nice.”

Ryuu-chan and Acchan looked at each other and then released the apron. “Uh,” Acchan said, and Ryuu-chan caught his brother’s sleeve.

“I don’t want to trade Acchan in,” he said. “I’ve changed my mind.”

“Good.” Atsushi looked at Acchan.

“I still want to fight a reindeer,” Acchan said.

“Try again.”

“Uh…it doesn’t have to be Santa’s reindeer?”

Ryuu-chan leaned into him and whispered, “Only Santa’s reindeer can fly.”

“Oh.” Acchan frowned. “I guess…I don’t want to fight Santa’s reindeer.”

“Good enough.” Atsushi started to shoo them out of the kitchen and almost tripped over the chair Ryuu-chan drug in. “Please take the chair with you when you go.”

“I still want a velociraptor for Christmas,” Ryuu-chan added, his Rashomon lifting the chair slightly before him as he returned it to the table.

“Yeah, we’ll see,” Atsushi said, watching the kids disappear back toward their rooms. Hands on his hips, he looked back over at Akutagawa, who now had acquired a newspaper and was hiding behind it. “Thanks for the help.”

“I thought you handled that well.”

“I’m going to kill Dazai-san.”

“I would prefer to have dinner before you go on a homicidal rampage.”

Atsushi sighed and returned to the kitchen. “Maybe after dinner.”

#

Atsushi stood beside the bunk bed as the kids readied for sleep. “I still can’t believe you’d give away your big brother forever, Ryuu-chan,” he said, shaking his head.

Ryuu-chan leaned over the edge of his bed, the battered old hedgehog plush that Akutagawa’s sister had given him tucked tight under one arm. “But it wouldn’t have been forever.”

Akutagawa was putting away the clean laundry, one ear clearly on the conversation. “Explain.”

“Well,” Ryuu-chan said, “Acchan would go with Santa and defeat a reindeer and learn how to fly, then he’d come home on his own and I’d get both a velociraptor and my brother. I wouldn’t have to choose.”

“Yeah!” Acchan said. “And I’d eat it, too!”

“You’re not allowed to eat Red!”

“What? No, I meant the reindeer.”

“Oh. You can eat all the reindeer; I don’t care about the reindeer.”

Acchan made a noise of triumph from the bottom bed. Atsushi leaned his elbow against the bunk and sighed. “Ryuu-chan, if he ate the reindeer, how would Santa get his presents to you?”

Ryuu-chan blinked owlishly. “Magic.”

“Flawless logic,” Akutagawa said. “I agree with our son, let’s trade Acchan to Santa, maybe he’ll learn some manners while he’s gone.”

“YES!” Acchan yelled, punching the air.

Atsushi glared at Akutagawa, who simply smirked at him. “Well I talked to Santa while you both were in the bath,” he said, still glaring at Akutagawa. “And the North Pole isn’t taking any returns this year, not just on brothers. So you’re out of luck.”

“Always next year,” Akutagawa said, laundry basket on his hip as he exited the room.

“Maybe I should inquire about trading in husbands,” Atsushi yelled after, and the boys giggled. “No more talk of trade-ins, I mean it. If Dazai-oji tells you anything else weird, tell me right away. Santa wants to know.”

Ryuu-chan frowned. “Dazai-oji said every Christmas tree is actually an alien who is waiting for us to fall asleep in front of it so it can eat us.”

“Oh my god,” Atsushi said with a large sigh.

Acchan pulled his covers up to his chin. “And Dazai-oji said that when you and Dad lock your door it means you’re smacking your swords together.”

Atsushi stared blankly at Acchan for a moment. Then he patted Acchan’s shoulder and said, “Good night, Acchan. Good night, Ryuu-chan.”

Their door had barely closed behind them when both kids heard Atsushi yell, “RYUUNOSUKE, I’M GOING TO KILL HIM.”

Ryuu-chan leaned over the top of his bunk. “Stupid,” he hissed at Acchan. “Dad doesn’t even own any swords; we couldn’t find them! That means Dazai-oji was lying about that!”

“Well, he asked,” Acchan said defensively. “What was I supposed to do, lie? Santa is listening.”

“You lied earlier when you said you didn’t want to fight a reindeer.”

“And you still want to trade me to Santa, so we’re even.”

They stared at each other for a moment, frowning. Their détente was broken by some muffled noises from downstairs, and the distinct, uncanny sound of their father laughing. “Ooh, it’s creepy when dad laughs like that,” Ryuu-chan said, now distracted.

Acchan snuggled under his covers. “Christmas trees don’t eat people.”

“Some trees do,” Ryuu-chan said with surety.

“But not Christmas trees.”

“Not Christmas trees,” Ryuu-chan agreed. “Goodnight ‘niisan.”

“I’d kick Donder’s butt.”

“Goodnight, ‘niisan.”

“Night.”

[inkykeiji]

characters: akutagawa ryuunosuke x reader x dazai osamu

warnings: 18+ minors do not interact, noncon/dubcon, daddy kink, female reader, reader is flexible, size difference, dacryphilia, toxic relationships, dom/sub dynamics, ‘ryuu/ryuu-kun’ used as a nickname, degradation, implied abuse, rough sex, hair pulling, akutagawa being rly mean :(

words: 1k

okay okay okay but !!!!! you and akutagawa, who are Daddy dazai’s pretty, special, treasured little babies <3 

you and akutagawa, who are told very sternly to behave while Daddy dazai’s busy, command thrown airily over his shoulder as he exits your shared flat, hints of a threat sewn into his words. 

akutagawa, who hate-fucks you while Daddy dazai’s out because you’re Daddy’s favourite and he’s jealous >:( because he’s smarter than you, stronger than you, better than you; because you were just supposed to be a toy to play with—his toy to play with—you were never supposed to capture Daddy’s heart, were never supposed to take his Daddy away from him!

because why is it you, huh? what’s so special about such a weak little baby? and why isn’t it him! what do you have that he doesn’t! and it should be him! he deserves it way more than you ever will! 

he’s screaming as his cock pumps, plunges, pounds into you, hard enough to jostle your entire body further and further up the floor, back rubbed raw from the rug beneath you. the spit-speckled words, soaked in venom, are splattered across your cheeks, more of them hurled from deep in his chest with each slam of his hips, his hair falling to veil his face as he leans over you, all growls and snarls and pitiful little whines, the bulk of his body weight crushing your knotted body below him. 

everything aches, legs folded and sandwiched between your chests, his trembling thighs framing your hips, his jutting hipbones carving his name into the supple flesh of your ass with each powerful thrust.

drool dribbles from the corners of his mouth in thick cords, swaying with each of his panted breaths, flowing down your neck and over your breasts in slimy droves. 

it’s all so gross. it’s all so good. 

you’re positively sobbing, little fingers curling against his shoulders, nails biting into the thin muscle there as you weep out that stupid nickname you’ve given him like it’s some sort of fucking mantra—a prayer, a plead, ryuu, ryuu, ryuu! 

and, oh, you’re so sickeningly beautiful when you cry, glittering tears looking like streams of melted crystal on your puffy cheeks, stuttered apologies falling from your lips in response to the vicious berating falling from his, sloppy and tangled in spit, hiccups catching painfully in your chest, lodged between your ribs by the brutal snap of his hips.

and, oh, how much he fucking hates you; hates that you’ve come into his life, hates that you’ve taken Daddy away from him, hates that he has to share with someone so idiotic, someone so incompetent. 

you’ll never be worth it, he’s shouting at you, but his voice is cracking, fragmenting into sharp shards that cut his throat as they rush out. you’ll never be good enough!

a hand pulls, yanking your head to the side and a yelp from your tongue, sharp knuckles buried deep in your hair, strands wound around his fingers so tightly they’re cutting off his circulation, sickly pale skin turned bone white, as if the flesh is overexposed. 

he’s getting close now, hips shuddering as he messily humps away at you, teeth sinking halfheartedly into the curve of your neck but never quite latching on, as if the immense pleasure keeps mollifying the action before he can complete it.

cum, cum, you little bitch, cum on my cock! 

and although it’s an order, it sounds like a plead, like he’s begging you to cream all over him, like he’ll fucking die if you don’t. 

so you do, because of course you do, because you always do, because you’re Daddy’s good little girl, which makes you akutagawa’s good little girl, too. 

mine, mine, you’re fucking mine, you hear me? he’s nearly whimpering out, words stammering in time with the clench of your cunt, sharp letters fading into breathy little mewls. you-you—ah, fuck—you be-belong to me, too! my toy!

yes, yes yes, yours, yours, yours! you’re crying out, head nodding in quick little motions as he stuffs you full of cum, thick and burning and so much, so much that you can feel it seeping out of you, rolling down your ass and his balls in big dollops of cream, smearing all over the carpet as his hips twitch with every pathetic throb of his cock, still leaking, slow and lazy.

shivering, you cling to him, tangled body curling into his heaving chest as he collapses on his side, desperate for comfort and attention and all the things he can only clumsily give to you, awkward and inexperienced and terrified. 

you better not tell Daddy about this, he tells you in a low voice as his fingertips trail up your spine, words mumbled into your hair. 

i won’t, you promise, nuzzling against his sternum, sealing your promise with a gentle kiss that sends shocks buzzing through his veins, whole body flinching with the impact.

but while akutagawa might be smarter, stronger, better than you, Daddy is smarter, stronger, better than him. 

and Daddy knows exactly what he’s done. 

oh yes, Daddy knows, the moment he steps through the threshold and into the flat. Daddy can smell it in the air, musky and dense with sweat and sex; can see it in your trembling expressions, in your bloodshot eyes and salt-stained lashes, dried in crusty clumps; can hear it in your fucked raw voices, hoarse and wrecked from cries and screams and moans. 

and when Daddy inspects your body and finds it painted with akutagawa-sized handprints, well. someone’s about to get in a hell of a lot of trouble. 

i thought Daddy told you to behave, dazai begins, slow, frigid, words sending chills skittering across your flesh, despite the fact that he’s not looking at you. you know—better than most, i’d say—what happens when you disobey me, don’t you, ryuu-kun?

of course. of course he does. 

he gets punished. 

[rashoumon-homo]

Kinktober Day 31: Submissive and Breedable

Inspired by this post by iwamimimimi!

-> Prompts: Exhibitionism + Orgy

-> Ships: Shin Soukoku, Soukoku

-> Content Warnings: alcohol mention, omegaverse, alpha atsushi, omega akutagawa, beta dazai, alpha chuuya, mention of mpreg

-> 2.2k words

-> Click here to read it on AO3!

Author’s Note: hi everyone! I decided to post this final Kinktober work as a tumblr fic as well as on AO3. I hope you all enjoyed Kinktober this year and have a happy Halloween!

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In hindsight, Atsushi should have known something was up the second Dazai invited himself over. The first hint was obviously that he came to Akutagawa instead of them both— Akutagawa could never say no to his former mentor. If Atsushi had been there, he’d be at least a little more strong-willed and maybe would have had the guts to turn him away. But no. That evening the three of them sat in Atsushi and Akutagawa’s shared living room and proceeded to watch Dazai drink them out of house and home. 

“Dazai-san, is everything… alright?” Atsushi asked for the third time, discreetly moving the open bottle of whiskey to the other end of the table. 

“Fine, it’s all fine, just spending the evening with my two favorite guys,” Dazai said, slurring his words a bit. “Drink something, loosen up.” He pushed his cup towards them, ignoring the fact that it was their alcohol in their cup, which he had poured himself uninvited. 

Akutagawa immediately picked it up and downed the whole thing in a few gulps. Atsushi gave him a look. 

“Ryuu, how do you deal with it when Atsushi blows off your plans for work?” Dazai asked offhandedly. “I imagine you’d take it pretty hard.”

“I don’t blow him off,” Atsushi answered for him. “We plan our dates ahead of time and if something comes up, we both understand. What’s this about anyway?”

“Bah, you’re no fun,” Dazai pouted. “I suppose it’s different with a mated pair anyway.” He eyed the bite scar on Akutagawa’s neck with a twinge of what appeared to be jealousy. “Deeper connection and all that.”

“Chuuya still hasn’t made a move?” Atsushi asked. 

“He tried a couple times, when he was in rut and lost control. But the bites don’t stick as well on betas and they ended up healing.” 

Prime conditions for a mating bite were when the pair had a coinciding heat and rut, but it was a bit trickier with an alpha-beta pair, or so Atsushi had heard. He hadn’t bothered to look into it much, since he knew Akutagawa was the one for him anyway. 

Dazai took a swig from the bottle, which had somehow made its way back to him. “Got any plans to knock up Ryuu?” he asked bluntly. 

“Dazai!” Atsushi admonished, as Akutagawa turned pink. 

“What? You’ve been mated for a year now, it’s only natural people should wonder.” He took on a faux-innocent look. “Or is Akutagawa not a properly breedable omega?”

Atsushi seethed. “Dazai, don’t make me kick you out of our home,” he warned. 

Dazai put his hands up in defense. “No, no, I didn’t mean any offense by it!” he lied. “It’s an honest question– it’s not like I’ve seen the two of you going at it before, not fully at least, so maybe Ryuu isn’t submissive enough or something like that. These things are common.”

Akutagawa looked a little hurt, though he hid it well. 

“I assure you, that’s not the case,” Atsushi growled. 

“Ahh, I see. Perhaps the problem is you’re unable to form a knot, then.”

Atsushi balled his hands into fists and snarled. “What exactly are you getting at, Dazai?”

“Nothing! I have no agenda whatsoever. Although…” he took a swig from the bottle, “you’re always free to prove me wrong.”

Briefly, Atsushi thought Dazai might be hitting on him, but then it clicked and he burst out laughing. “We’re not going to fuck in front of you, Dazai,” he said. “I don’t care how horny or sad or drunk you are, it’s not happening.”

“Oh, is that what he wants?” Akutagawa asked, amused. “A mating display?”

“Yeah, and he’s got some gall asking for it, as an unmated beta. Dazai, just go home and watch porn or something.”

“That’s really not it!” Dazai insisted. “I’m genuinely concerned about your sexual health! As a friend!”

“Maybe he’s telling the truth,” Akutagawa offered.

“Come on, are you serious? You’ve known him even longer than I have, he’s obviously just looking for a show,” Atsushi said. 

“But would it really hurt to just prove it to him? He did insult my obedience and your sexual abilities, after all. Above that, he is our superior.”

“Yeah, at work. Right now, we’re at home and he’s way out of line.”

Akutagawa leaned over to whisper in Atsushi’s ear, “Remember that kink I was wanting to try out with you?”

Atsushi blushed. “With him?” he hissed back. 

Looking a little shy, Akutagawa nodded. 

It would be the perfect opportunity to try it out… and with how drunk Dazai was, it was likely he wouldn’t even remember it in the morning. Atsushi sighed. “Fine, we’ll play along,” he said to Dazai, who wasn’t even pretending to mind his own business. 

“Excellent! I’ll just be here making sure everything goes smoothly.” Dazai reclined in his seat with the bottle of alcohol. 

Atsushi rolled his eyes. “Better move the couch, I guess.” 

Rashoumon shot out from Akutagawa’s coat and wrapped around the couch facing Dazai’s chair, then lifted it and moved it to the corner of the room. He moved the coffee table as well, careful not to knock over any of the dishes on it in the process. 

Atsushi knelt on the ground and extended a hand to pull Akutagawa down next to him. Akutagawa joined him, pulling him into a slow and passionate kiss. He cupped Atsushi’s jaw, letting him take the lead on the pace. Atsushi threaded his fingers through Akutagawa’s hair, tugging slightly on it if he moved too fast. They adjusted their position so Atsushi was reclined against the ground and Akutagawa sat in his lap, making out with him. 

“Boring,” Dazai said from the chair. “When are you gonna get to fucking?” He palmed his erection over his pants as he spoke, having the audacity to pretend what they were already doing wasn’t affecting him. 

Atsushi broke the kiss to glare at Dazai. “It’s called foreplay, jackass. Makes sense you wouldn’t be familiar with it.”

Akutagawa took the opportunity to kiss down Atsushi’s neck, sucking purple and red hickeys down his path. He started to unbutton Atsushi’s shirt, pushing it over his shoulder as he went. 

Atsushi stroked Akutagawa’s hair with a pleased hum. “So good, Ryuu,” he murmured. 

Akutagawa smiled up at him. He got off Atsushi’s lap and sat to the side of it instead as he unbuckled Atsushi’s belt. 

There was a matching clinking of belt buckles across the room, where Dazai was undoing his own and shoving his hand down his pants. 

“Whore,” Atsushi mouthed at him. Dazai grinned back and licked his lips. 

Finally, Akutagawa tugged Atsushi’s pants open and pulled his cock out. It was much larger than average, and he knew it. Close to ten inches hard, and it wasn’t even fully there yet. Atsushi raised an eyebrow at Dazai, daring him to say something. 

Dazai wolf-whistled. “Impressive,” he murmured. “Almost as big as my Chuuya’s.”

Atsushi scoffed. He would have made some scathing remark, but his breath hitched instead as Akutagawa licked a stripe up his shaft. Akutagawa suckled on the head, tongue swirling around the tip as he looked up at Atsushi. 

“He can’t really take all of that, can he?” Dazai asked. 

“He can and he will,” Atsushi said triumphantly. “I’ve trained his throat. He has basically no gag reflex now.”

To prove it, Akutagawa began to bob his head, slowly easing his way down Atsushi’s length. Sure enough, his nose was nestled in Atsushi’s coarse white pubes before long. 

“Damn,” Dazai whispered, stroking himself in his pants. 

At that moment, the front door banged open, startling all of them. Chuuya stood there, looking absolutely livid. His gaze went from Dazai on the chair, hand still shoved in his pants, to Atsushi on the floor, balls deep in Akutagawa’s throat. 

“What the actual fuck is going on here?”

Akutagawa pulled off, choking only slightly in his haste. “Chuuya-san,” he said hoarsely. 

“Not you. Dazai, explain.”

“Well, you said you wouldn’t be able to meet up tonight because of work, so I made plans with Atsushi and Akutagawa instead. And I was worried about their sexual health, so they kindly offered to demonstrate for me.”

Chuuya stopped him with a firm shake of his head. “I said work might run an hour or two late and that you should eat dinner without me. And don’t lie to me, you obviously made them do this for your own entertainment. The fucking audacity you have, ordering around an alpha and his mate…” Chuuya took a deep breath to calm himself. “It’s fine, we’ll just have to give them a show in return.”

Dazai paled. “Wait, what?”

“You heard me. Get on the floor. Hands and knees.”

Dazai hesitated for only a second, then scrambled to obey. He got on his hands and knees on a clear patch of floor, keeping his eyes fixed on the ground. 

Chuuya slowly walked around him. “So obedient,” he praised. He put a foot on Dazai’s back and pressed down, forcing him to arch his spine. “Good. Keep the position.” He knelt on the ground behind Dazai and hooked his hands under Dazai’s waistband, then yanked his pants down. The glint of a silver butt plug nestled between his cheeks caught the light. 

“Goddamn, you’re more of a slut than I thought,” Chuuya laughed, tugging at it. “Needed something to keep you full when you couldn’t have my knot?”

“Yes,” Dazai said quietly.

“Hm?” Chuuya twisted the plug. 

“Yes, sir,” Dazai corrected himself. 

“Good.” Chuuya pulled the plug out and dropped it on the floor. “Now ask for my cock. Nice and polite, like I trained you to.”

Dazai bit his tongue. He glanced over at Atsushi and Akutagawa, who were watching in wide-eyed amazement. This was humiliating, but it turned him on like nothing else. 

“Don’t look at them. Eyes down, and ask.” Chuuya ordered. 

Dazai looked back at the carpet. “Please fuck me. I want you to knot me and stuff me full of cum. Use me until you’re satisfied. Please, sir.”

“Very good. See, you do know how to beg like a good boy,” Chuuya said. He undid his belt and pushed his pants down. 

Atsushi’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. Dazai wasn’t joking– Chuuya was about as big as he was. The beginning of a knot was starting to swell at the base of his dick. Clearly, he was just as turned on as the rest of them were. 

Chuuya grabbed Dazai’s hips and dragged him backwards to meet him. Since Dazai’s hands stayed on the ground where they were, his body was stretched out like a cat’s. Chuuya pushed the head of his cock against Dazai’s puffy rim. “Time to show your friends how submissive you really are,” he said, then thrust in. 

Dazai threw his head back with a moan. 

“So noisy,” Chuuya said, huffing with each rough thrust. “You like that? Like being used?”

Atsushi didn’t notice how hard he’d gotten until Akutagawa started to gently stroke him. He moaned softly and reclined back onto his forearms. Akutagawa looked up at him for approval, then eased his cock back into his mouth. Atsushi watched Chuuya fuck Dazai while getting his dick sucked, and he felt like he was fucking ascending. This was hotter than any porn he’d ever seen. 

“Ryuu,” he moaned quietly. He couldn’t help bucking his hips up into the warm, wet heat of Akutagawa’s throat. Akutagawa hummed softly, just how he knew Atsushi liked it. 

“Take it, you slut,” Chuuya said, with a sharp slap to Dazai’s ass. Dazai cried out and immediately came, leaking cum onto the carpet and the front of his pants. 

Atsushi felt his knot starting to inflate, so he tugged on Akutagawa’s hair. “Careful,” he whispered between grunts. 

The contrast between the way the two couples fucked was almost humorous– the rough, wild sex Dazai and Chuuya were having compared to the way Atsushi treated Akutagawa with tenderness and love as he sucked his dick. 

“Gonna cum,” Atsushi murmured. He moved his hand, giving Akutagawa a chance to decide whether to pull off or swallow. Akutagawa stayed on as Atsushi came, swallowing around his cock with each spurt of cum. 

When Atsushi finally finished (he was an alpha, after all, so it took longer than most), Akutagawa pulled off and wiped his mouth. “Shall we take this to the bedroom?” he asked. 

Atsushi glanced over at Chuuya and Dazai, who were still going at it. “Yeah,” he said with a smile. “I wanna take my time with you. Show you how much I really love you. As hot as this is, it’s distracting me from what I really want to focus on.” He caressed Akutagawa’s cheek. 

The two got up quietly, so as not to interrupt the others– though at this point, a bomb going off couldn’t stop them. 

“You do realize Dazai was totally projecting when he was insulting you earlier, right?” Atsushi asked, tugging Akutagawa to the bedroom. 

“Absolutely,” Akutagawa said with a rare smile. He kissed Atsushi on the cheek as they slipped into the bedroom and closed the door.

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