#armed detective agency masterlist

[silverbladexyz]

Armed Detective Agency masterlist

Bold = oneshot

Dazai:

S/O who had a fight with their parents and is crying

With a fem! S/O who has tourette syndrome

Reacting to S/O switching to customer service voice

With an S/O who tried to cook him crab but failed

With an S/O who is professional at work but their apartment screams cuteness

With a rough S/O who has a heart of gold

Comforting S/O who had an episode in public

With an S/O who can alter reality

With a fem!S/O who can heal him without her ability

Shopping with him, writing his name on his palm, slow dancing and getting souvenirs

Should I stay, or should I go?

Truth and lies

Reader accidentally explodes their anger onto him

With an S/O who is scared of using their ability

With a fem!reader who thinks he’s just a friend

Soukoku in love with the same reader

Meeting S/O’s ex-fiancée

Reacting to S/O wearing lingerie (SFW)

Coming home to S/O asleep on the couch

Fell first, fell harder

An unexpected ploy

Christmas cuddles

With an S/O who has a pet kitty

Kunikida:

Reacting to S/O switching to customer service voice

With an S/O who is professional at work but their apartment screams cuteness

With a rough S/O who has a heart of gold

Atsushi:

Comforting him (platonic)

Reacting to S/O wearing lingerie (SFW)

With an S/O who's scared of using their ability

Tanizaki:

With an S/O who rickrolls him constantly

Ranpo:

With an S/O similar to Ootori Emu

[strawbqq]

―⟡𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

a/n: everything is sfw..for now >:D enjoy.ᐟ

~𝔸𝔻𝔸

dazai ೀ 

scent hcs

when you're on your period

ranpo ೀ 

scent hcs

w/ anemic s/o

~ℙ𝕄

chuuya ೀ 

as your bf

scent hcs

as a yandere

w/ overly clingy s/o

w/ anemic s/o

sleeping hcs

when you're on your period

big or little spoon

akutagawa ೀ 

scent hcs

w/ overly clingy s/o

sleeping hcs

big or little spoon

~ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔻𝕠𝕘𝕤

jouno ೀ 

caring for sick s/o

comforts s/o from nightmare

scent hcs

w/ overly clingy s/o

platonic hcs + scenario

w/ anemic s/o

sleeping hcs

big or little spoon

tecchou ೀ

scent hcs

platonic hcs + scenario

sleeping hcs

~𝔻𝕆𝔸

nikolai ೀ

when you're on your period

[bsd-rp-masterlist]

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CANON:

• Armed Detective Agency

• Decay of the Angel

• Hunting Dogs

• Mimic

• Order of the Clocktower

➥ Transcendents

• Port Mafia

➥ The Flags

• Rats in the House of the Dead

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[lotomber]

.・。.・゜✭ Masterlist

Please read rules before requesting! 🌸- Fluff 💔- Angst 🌈- Comfort 👀- Smut 🕸- Yandere 🥂- Full stories ✨- Headcanons 🌠- Drabble

ARMED DETECTIVE AGENCY ❀

DAZAI: 💔🥂 Soulmarks! 🌸✨ Crush Hc 🌸🥂 yes to heaven(Royal Au!) 🌈✨ Them with an autistic s/o 🌸✨ Boyfriend Hc 👀✨ Nsfw Hc 🌸🌠 A mischievous happening 👀🌸🥂 Little Bunny! 👀 Nsfw alphabet 🌸🥂 You try to pull I'm pregnant prank on them 🕸✨ Them as yandere! 👀🥂 Deviant night! 🌸🌠 When you are too slothful for their needs! 👀🥂 Fervor!

ATSUSHI: 🌸 A mischievous happening 🌸🥂 You try to pull I'm pregnant prank on them

RANPO: 🌸 A mischievous happening 🌸🥂 You try to pull I'm pregnant prank on them

Kunikida: 🌸🥂 You try to pull I'm pregnant prank on them 🌸🌠 When you are too slothful for their needs!

PORT MAFIA ❀

CHUUYA: 🌸🥂 Greedy! 🌸🥂 Mon cœur! 🌈🌠 Healing 🌸🥂 A fateful encounter 👀 Nsfw alphabet 🌸 A mischievous happening 🕸👀🥂 Twisted love! 🕸✨ Them as yandere! 🌸✨ Sassy! 👀🥂 Deviant night! 🌸🌠 When you are too slothful for their needs!

PM! DAZAI: 🕸✨ Them as yandere! 💔🥂 Scared to be lonely! 👀🥂 Naughty girl! 💔🥂 Getaway! AKUTAGAWA: 🌸✨ Sassy!

DECAY OF THE ANGEL❀

FYODOR: 🌈✨ Them with an autistic s/o 👀🌠 Depravity! 🕸✨ Them as yandere! 🌸🌠 When you are too slothful for their needs! 🕸👀🥂 Your love made me crazy!

NIKOLAI: 🕸✨ Them as yandere!

HUNTING DOGS ❀

JOUNO: 🌸✨ Sassy!

Tetchō: 🌸✨ Sassy!

[ciaossu-imagines]

BUNGOU STRAY DOGS - OSAMU DAZAI MASTERLIST

NSFW headcanons

Reaction to walking in on his naked s/o

Drunk headcanons

Cum headcanons

Which of the Seven Deadly Sins are they most guilty of?

General, relationship & NSFW headcanons

NSFW scenario

Learning his s/o is or was a stripper

[underthetree845]

Bungou Stray Dogs Masterlist

<- back to main masterlist

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Oneshots/Drabbles-

Pocky Game? (ada Dazai/Reader)

Dogs Are Better (posessive! Chuuya/Reader request)

Skipping Beats (15 pm! Dazai/Reader)

I gave you my heart (Last Christmas) (ada Dazai/Reader)

His Lady (Chuuya/fem pm! Reader new years 2024)

A Taste of Sunlight (Dazai/Reader birthday post 2024)

Kiss Me Hard Before You Go (Chuuya/fem! reader request)

Headcannons-

ADA Members as High School Students (Fukuzawa is a teacher)

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[dokk-fukuro]

Masterlist

Fukuzawa Yukichi • Your Relationship

Ranpo Edogawa • NSFW Alphabet • Your Relationship

Osamu Dazai • Your Relationship • Phone Sex

Atsushi Nakajima • Your Relationship

Ryunosuke Akutagawa • Your Relationship

Chuuya Nakahara • He eats you out • Phone Sex • Your Relationship

PM!Osamu Dazai

Ogai Mori • Phone Sex • Your Relationship

PM!Ango Sakaguchi • One-night Stand(?)

Fyodor Dostoevsky • Shrift [SMUT, f!Reader] • Your Relationship

Nikolai Gogol • Your Relationship

Sigma • High Enough [SMUT, f!Reader] • Your Relationship

Edgar Allan Poe • Phone Sex • Your Relationship

H.P. Lovecraft • Your Relationship • Not of This World [SMUT, f!Reader]

[airybcby]

Airys BSD Masterlist

Armed Detective Agency 💚

Port Mafia 💚

The Guild 💚

The Decay of Angels 💚

The Hunting Dogs 💚

other bbgs 💚

[reiirea]

Bungou Stray Dogs Masterlist

~ Navigation ~ Rules ~ Main Masterlist ~

Armed Detective Agency

Port Mafia

Decay of Angels

Hunting dogs

Government

Beast

Extra

[stqrbxy]

               ✦ 🎧 fluff  ✦ 💿 comfort  ✦  🍙 angst  ✦  🛒 smut  ✦

                                       i. armed detective agency.

[ 治 ] osamu dazai.

⟢ headcannons on dazai’s muscles.

                                      ii. port mafia.

[ 中也 ] chuuya nakahara.

⟢  sub! chuuya nakahara x dom m!reader. [🛒].

⟢  chuuya nakahara x m! shy lollita style, reader s/o [🎧/🛒].

⟢  chuuya hand hcs + scenario. gn! attention-starved shy s/o. [🎧/🛒].

                                                              iii. the guild.

⟢  none yet , do check back later .

                                     iv. decay of angels.

⟢  none yet , do check back later .

                                      v. hunting dogs.

⟢  none yet , do check back later .

[ I will do other side characters as well that are not in my dni list .! ]

[miyukisu]

Need Your Lips On Mine .ᐟ

❤︎ | You'd think he'd be more enthusiastic to get his hands on you because of the whole 'secret relationship' thing, but maybe it's time to turn the tables (2.3k wc) ╰ feat. osamu dazai (bsd) x afab! reader

kinktober entry no. 9 | kinktober masterlist

tags - reader works at the cafe, dom/sub dynamics, dazai is mean and annoying, edging, implied mutual masturbation, semi-public smex, toys, light bdsm (he's bound by the hands lol), blowjob, no p in v, p*rn with plot, reader is feisty, profanity

minors do not interact

"Take your hand off... I swear... they're gonna catch us sooner or later."

Your words fell on deaf ears as one bandaged hand kept itself under your skirt and on your ass. "If you keep quiet, then maybe no one will get caught. Hm?"

You let up, settling for nasty side glances at him every once in a while instead. Of course, you were met with Dazai's cheeky smile. This bastard really thought that by having a secret relationship—he could be annoying anytime he wanted as long as it was done in secret.

His job required to keep the existence of your relationship confidential—at least that's what he said. You were the cashier at the cafe located beneath their detective agency's office. Dazai was a detective, that's all you knew and that was more than enough apparently.

A secret is a secret, you figured.

Kunikida was starting to give you weird looks from the booth. You flashed an awkward smile and tried waving at him, failing to look normal.

Well... maybe Kunikida knows.

Why else would Dazai be standing behind you while you were at the register? It was either you were up to no good or Dazai's begging you to forget about his hefty tab.

"Who're you waving at?" he whispers into your ear. You failed to realize how close he leaned down to you.

"Kunikida. He's starting to realize something funny's going on."

"Funny you say?" Dazai repeats before humming in thought. Whatever it was that was running through the detective's head—it probably wasn't anything good or innocent.

Dazai finally lets go of your ass, opting to drape an arm across your shoulders instead. It wasn't anything unusual—surprisingly—because Dazai has been known to be 'friendly' with the cafe staff.

He calls the attention of all the customers i.e. Kunikida, Atsushi, Kenji, and Ranpo who is sound asleep. "I'll be accompanying our cute little cashier on her break. Don't miss us!"

It was highly unlikely that anyone would. Kunikida doesn't even give him the time of day while Atsushi offered an uneasy smile. Kenji was his usual upbeat self and Ranpo—was still fast asleep.

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It felt like an eternity of tongues clashing and breathless whispers blending into each other. Your hands were all over his lanky build while his hands remained firm on your behind. If you were to guess which body part he liked the most on a woman—you'd probably get it right.

Dazai pulled away first—not that he was breathless or anything; he just wanted to see what expression you had on your face.

"Someone's eager," he says in a lilted tone.

"Oh stop it. You disappear for a week... A WEEK!"

He laughs it off—disappearing for a week is business as usual for him. "Shhh... I'm here now though, aren't I? Besides, I find it quite cute how excited you are to get your hands on me."

That earned him a weak punch on the chest from you. "You're so annoying."

Dazai lets out another small laugh, amused by your irritation at him. "Oh, darling. You haven't seen the worst of it."

Knowing him and all the shit he pulls, those words should've made you run for the hills soon as you heard it. Dazai leans in, breath fanning the sweaty skin of your neck. It felt cool against the humid air of the cafe's storage room.

"I've got an idea," he whispers. "Don't move, okay?"

You hear a slight ruffling. Perhaps he was retrieving something from his coat pocket. Then, you feel something cold—something metallic—drag along your thigh. Though, you were unsure what it could be.

The feeling kept getting higher and higher, until it was at a place where you most dreaded it would reach. Dazai smiled as he dragged the unknown metallic object against the fabric of your panties.

"Wanna guess what that is, darling?"

You had a hint, but you decided not to indulge him in his silly games.

"You don't know?" he asks. "Well, I hope this helps!"

Dazai, skilled with his fingers, swiped the fabric out of the way and plunged the vibrator in one fluid motion.

"Good thing you got insanely wet from kissing me huh?"

Your first instinct was to close your legs, but Dazai was quick to put a knee between them. "W-what the fuck are you doing?"

"Thought I'd make things exciting," he says with an irritatingly bright smile. "Also because I have to go now."

Grabbing him by the collar, you pull him down to your level. "The fuck you mean you're going? You're seriously leaving me high and dry after basically ghosting me?"

He gives you a half-assed 'apologetic' smile. "I won't be too long. You can do anything to me once I come back."

"Anything?"

"Anything."

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The rest of your shift was—to say the least—downright miserable. Of course, the stupid vibrator could be controlled by him. You weren't sure if it was purely coincidence or if he was secretly watching you, but the damn thing seemed to turn on whenever a customer would come up to the counter.

On the times you thought you could finally sit down and relax a bit, he'll make sure to turn it up a notch and give you a good surprise.

He gave you no reprieve as his antics continued until your shift ended and it was time to clean up. You were the only employee left because it just so happens to be the day when the most arduous clean up task fell into your care.

Once you heard the bell at the door ring and the familiar set of footsteps, you were ready to yell a certain man's ear off.

"Hey, darling."

"You son of a—"

Turning around, you were met with a smiling Dazai with a bouquet of flowers in his clutches. Normally, any other woman receiving flowers from a lover would be over the moon, but not you. Dazai was quite the unconventional man. Flowers were a tricky thing to interpret.

His smile turned lopsided before he slowly approached you. "I got you flowers."

"I can see that."

He chuckles again. "Can't you at least act like you're happy about it?"

"I don't want flowers," you exclaim.

He sighs, placing he beautiful arrangement on the counter beside you. "What do you want then, pretty?"

"You."

Dazai laughs a little louder this time as if what you said was so hilarious to him. "Me? Little ol' me? My sweet thing wants nothing else but me?"

"You're so annoying."

A large hand pats your unkempt hair. "Yes, I know, darling. You tell me almost everyday."

"Liar. I haven't seen you in a week. Besides—what the fuck is up with the vibrator? Do you know how many customers I've had toda—"

He silences you once more, placing a slender finger over your lips. "You get to do anything you want to me now though. Isn't that right, darling?"

The realization hits a bit too late, but it does, and small smile creeps on your face. This was going to be revenge for disappearing and for the stunt earlier.

You ask him to get the vibe out and he obeys without complaint—the metal apparatus stuffed in his pocket again. You hadn't realized how drenched you were until it was pulled out. But that doesn't matter right now. You were a woman on a mission.

No words left your mouth as you made quick work of his belt. Dazai's eyes never left your hands as he smiled to himself.

"Getting to the good part already hm?" he insinuates. But you don't respond, only silently walking behind him to bind his hands with his own belt. You've learned plenty of things from him and this was one of those.

"Ah hah... we're doing that kind of thing huh?" he says, continuing to talk seemingly to himself.

You walk right in front of him again, grabbing his collar like you did earlier today. With his face closer now, he should understand the situation he's in. "Be a good boy for me, okay?" you say before planting a soft kiss on his chapped lips.

Thrill and excitement coursed through every fiber of his being as you roughly pushed him back against the counter. He made himself weightless and easy to push around because this was entertainment for him as much as it was for you.

But the glint in your eyes tells him this wasn't simply any kind of entertainment for you. You had a plan and him not knowing anything for once gave him a rush he had gotten only in the past.

With the strength you had in your arms, you pried his vest and button up open—albeit you had to carefully unbutton some of the stubborn ones.

"It's kinda hot seeing you take control for once," he says.

Once all of the buttons were out of the way, you were met by his mostly bandaged abdomen. Even you were unsure of what was beneath these strips, but he was adamant to keep them on.

You ran your palms over his body, stopping at his heaving chest. "I've never seen you out of breath before. Are you that excited?"

"Am I? You should feel my dick," he counters.

You try your hardest to stifle a laugh by kissing his bandaged chest instead. The soft gesture seemingly had a soothing effect on him as his breathing slowed a bit and his expression mellowed out—like you had put him in a trance.

Then the kisses went lower and lower—his chest, stomach, until you were just above the hem of his trousers. His adam's apple bobbed, swallowing in anticipation.

"Wow," you mutter, palming at his aching erection. "You weren't lying huh?"

His laugh came out choppier than usual as if his typical air of confidence had been blown away. Dazai tried playing it cool. "Can you blame me?"

"Guess not," you shrug nonchalantly before working on the button of his pants. Thanks to having the belt off, his bottoms came off pretty easily—not that you needed it all the way off.

Palming at his hardening cock after the thin fabric of his boxers made his mouth water and his palms clammy. Even Dazai was starting to wonder what the fuck was going on with him. Perhaps it was the thick air inside the stuffy room or because someone was finally putting his ass in its place.

Whichever it was, it only served to make him exhilarated.

"This looks pretty painful," you coo at him. Dazai would have loved to gently caress your head as you knelt in front of him so sweetly, but alas, his hands were still bound behind his back.

He found it hotter how well you restrained him actually.

"Yeah, looks like you should do something about it no?"

In response, you pull the pesky fabric out of he way, freeing his leaking cock. Truth be told, you weren't expecting for him to be fully hard after all that. Dazai was rather... hard to impress—for a lack of a better term.

You swipe his weeping tip with a thumb before spreading pre all along his length. Looking up at him, you ask the question: "My hand or my mouth?"

"Be serious, darling. You know you need both to get all of me."

"Fine. Be a smartass and you get neither."

He lets out a labored breath. "Jeez. Fine. I want your mouth. Pretty please?"

For as much of a pain in the ass he is, hearing him be so compliant for once made him hard to deny. You rewarded him with a small kitty lick on his tip—to test the waters—before licking the underside of his length.

You've learned to pay attention to those spots. Normally, Dazai was good at hiding things, but it was easy to catch on his sensitive points. In the bedroom, with you, he was an open book.

You watched him—how his eyes were fixated on you—while you went down on him. It made you particularly satisfied seeing him throw his head back in pleasure.

It egged you on to fit more of him and to go faster. You gagged more than once and it was messy—really fucking messy.

Just how he liked it.

He had grown uncharacteristically quiet which was usually a good sign in this case. It meant you were doing good—so good in fact, that it shut him up.

Feeling his dick twitch, you knew he was painfully close. But he isn't getting that orgasm he craves so easily. No way.

Before he could bust his load, you pull away—a string of saliva connecting your plump lips to his reddish tip.

Innocently, you stared up at him as if you've done nothing wrong—as if you didn't blue ball him just now.

"Hah... darling... I was so close..."

He sounded so breathless... so desperate. His heart fell to his stomach when you got off your knees and dusted yourself off. Was that it? Was he going to be left standing there with his dick out and aching?

You turn away from him, walking a couple of steps. He could tell you were fiddling with your uniform, but he was concerned more about his predicament down there.

"Thought you were the only one who could edge me?"

He tries to get out of the restraint while you weren't looking, but that blowjob quite literally sucked the strength out of his body.

But all of his movements were halted once you turned around, blouse open and tits out all for him to see.

"Well, two can play that game, darling. Sit tight while you watch me, alright? Gonna play with myself for a bit. Hope ya don't mind."

You tried copying his sing-song tone, but no matter what kind of lighthearted tone you use, there probably isn't one that can fix the frustrated frown on his face.

©miyukisu do not repost/reupload/translate any of my works on other platforms

╰ author's note I'm kinda tired of writing p in v so here you go!! Some good ol' edging and teasing for the soul!!

[violetbutterflix]

Kinktober Masterlist here!

4.Detective/ADA Chuuya:

Warnings: fuck or die, spanking, degradation, and fem!reader

Chuuya’s impatience grows with every ticking second; the thick, quiet tension in the interrogation room makes it harder for him to stay focused. He slams his hands on the table in frustration, his blue eyes glaring at you. “Will you finally fucking speak up?” He shoves the documents in front of your face, pointing to them as he accuses your organization of being behind all the criminal activities.

Despite the clear evidence, you shrug it off, denying all accusations and not speaking a single word. You have to watch your words carefully now that you're in enemy territory—the Armed Detective Agency. Anything you say could jeopardize your organization. You know that once this is over, you’ll be scolded by your partner and likely your boss too. It’s not like you wanted to get caught; you could have easily gotten away, but the detective in front of you managed to stop that. Sure, you could’ve put up a fight to increase your chances of escape, but damn, he looks too hot to say no to. So here you are, sitting across from him, with only the hard wooden table separating the two of you. You stare into his eyes, resting your chin on your hand as your forearm rests on the table, smiling as you admire his appearance. Honestly, you’ve told him everything—if you weren’t risking your job and the good money (and it’s tough in this economy with the high inflation rate), you’d ask him on a date later.

Chuuya hisses at your nonchalant response; he doesn’t understand it. He has dealt with a lot of criminals in this same interrogation room over the years, but he has never met someone like you. He can’t seem to understand you—not in this moment—with that smile curving on your lips as if you're challenging him. Could this be part of your evil plan to distract him, tricking him into falling for it easily?

“Spill it out: it was your doing, wasn’t it?”

"I'm hurt, detective." You place a hand on your chest, giving him a fake sad smile. "Do you really think I did that?”

He crosses his arms over his chest, leaning back in the chair with an annoyed expression. Chuuya could’ve saved so much time if it weren’t for you. Originally, it was supposed to be his mission partner—Dazai—interrogating you, but Chuuya stole his spot. Chuuya couldn’t stand that idiot being too close to you. You’ve been his target since day one, ever since he laid eyes on your file in the meeting with his boss. Not Dazai’s, not anyone else’s in the agency—just his; you are his.

"Blackmail, robbery, identity theft, kidnapping, arson, and murder." His eyes narrow as he lists your crimes. "The real question should be: is there anything you haven’t done?"

Damn, Chuuya really did his research on you. You cough, "But detective, I have nothing to do with this case." You can’t deny he’s on the right track, but this time, it’s not your doing. You didn’t even get a chance to act—he appeared out of nowhere and dragged you off just as your day was starting (though you went along willingly). You managed to call for backup without him noticing. Now, you’re just playing with him to kill time while waiting for your partner to rescue you. You know the ADA has had their eyes on your small organization for a while, and everyone’s been bracing for the worst-case scenario: getting caught. How unlucky that you had to be the first. (At least the situation is a little more enjoyable with such a handsome detective.)

“You’re saying that you’re innocent?”

“Yes I am-”

Suddenly, a loud warning siren blares through the room at maximum volume, so deafening that your ears can barely handle it. A strong, sharp aroma fills the air, stinging your senses.

"THIS IS AN EMERGENCY! I repeat, THIS IS AN EMERGENCY. We are under attack. The area is being surrounded by an unknown ability. We are working to identify the ability user responsible for this. In the meantime, please remain calm and find somewhere safe-”

The signal cuts off abruptly, leaving the room in dead silence. Chuuya glances up at the speaker on the ceiling, then back at you, a frown deepening on his face. There’s no way this could be happening right after you confessed your innocence—it can't be a coincidence. You’re grateful that your partner is here to rescue you, but the timing definitely needs improvement in the future. The sweet, heavy scent rises to your nose, and your body begins to feel strange—weak and feverish, as if you’re stranded in a desert, scorched by relentless heat. You notice Chuuya is affected too.

As you ponder the possibilities, the realization hits you: sex pollen. An experiment your partner mentioned a month ago that significantly increases hormones—and if you don’t get laid, death will welcome you to the other side. You thought she was joking at first, but this situation proves otherwise. You wouldn’t have minded her testing it on an enemy organization, but the problem is, you’re in their territory. Of all the days in the month, she had to choose today. You swear you’ll kick her ass after this.

“It’s sex pollen,” you warn, breathing heavily as you explain the situation. “We have to have sex, or we die.”

“Haa?” His eyes widen, looking at you as if you’ve said the most ridiculous thing he’s ever heard. “Don’t make me laugh. You think you can joke around at a time like this?”

A fly—how it got in here is a mystery—appears between the two of you and suddenly collapses, falling to the floor. It’s unsettling; it makes no sense for an animal to die out of nowhere, confirming your suspicion that the pollen is to blame. “Well, detective, did you see that fly? It just died!” It’s just a consequence of not having any sexual interaction, after the unlucky speaker couldn’t finish their announcement. “None of us even touched it; it has to be the pollen. Either we fuck or we die.”

He gasps at the sight, unable to believe what’s happening before him. This whole situation feels like some kind of twisted fantasy that Dazai would be into. Chuuya’s body aches, scorched by an overwhelming heat. He can’t believe he has to trust a wanted criminal for a solution. He stands up from his chair, moving behind you. His hands slam down on either side of yours, hitting the table with more force this time. You spot cracks forming beneath his palms. Is he using his raw strength?

His head spins, thoughts consumed by you in this moment. Perhaps it’s the smell that makes him feel this way toward a criminal. Chuuya leans in closer, his hot breath brushing against your ear. He’s resolute in staying with you, ensuring you can’t escape—there’s no way he’ll let you get away. For once, he defies orders. “I’ll make you tell me everything I want to hear.”

-

“Beg for it, you bitch.” Chuuya's hand delivers a hard slap ass, showing no mercy on you or your reddened buttcheeks. His other hand grips your cheek tight as he lands another hard slap. Chuuya moves his hips, rubbing his hardened, thick cock against your wet cunt. “This whore wants me to fuck the shit out of her? Then you better beg for my dick.”

You moan and cry, caught between the sting of pain and the rush of pleasure, each feeling like waves crashing over you. You've lost count of how many slaps you've received from him; it's becoming too much to handle. It feels like hours have already passed. He knows he’s doing this to torture you, trying to make you confess. Your resistance is vanishing, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through your body. The mix of pain and pleasure isn’t enough to satisfy you; your body craves more of him. You turn your head, locking eyes with him—his gaze filled with anger and lust. His hair is messy, and his breaths are heavy, turning you on even more at the sight.

“Please…I need you...Please fuck me...I want your dick...” you beg again, throwing away all your dignity for him. In this heated moment, you're no longer thinking straight.. “I’ll tell you everything you want. So pleaseee…”

"Took you long enough... You were into this, weren’t you, fucking slut?" A smirk forms on his lips, like a madman achieving his goal—his victory over a poor, defeated enemy. Yet, Chuuya can’t cruelly refuse a pretty girl’s plea, especially when your voice trembles with need, stirring something deep within him and making him eager to give you what you desire most. Chuuya enters your entrance, causing you to gasp. Your body shivers at the unexpected movement. His cock twitches inside as he begins to move deeper into you. His pace quickens, driving into your sweet spot as he whimpers your name, cursing how good your body feels for him. Chuuya is lost in his feelings, unable to stop thinking about you, consumed by the pleasure you both share. Your eyes roll back, thighs trembling as your hands grip the edges of the table. In the heat of the moment, you accidentally reveal a secret you shouldn’t have, and now there’s no turning back. You feel like the biggest disappointment to your organization, but hey, at least you’re getting fucked good. There’s some luck in this misfortune that will make you feel a bit better after it’s all over.

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Dangerous Attraction - Osamu Dazai x Reader

In a tense training session with new Port Mafia recruits, y/n finds herself challenged by the enigmatic Osamu Dazai. As she nearly outsmarts him in a sparring match, y/n's sharp skills and daring impress Dazai, leading to a fierce kiss that ignites a dangerous attraction between them. Despite her better judgment, y/n is drawn to their thrilling, unpredictable dance.

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The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the port city of Yokohama. The cool breeze carried the scent of saltwater, mingling with the faint aroma of cherry blossoms. Inside a dimly lit warehouse, the atmosphere was tense as a group of new Port Mafia recruits gathered, their eyes fixed on a figure standing before them.

y/n stood tall, her presence commanding respect. She was known for her sharp wit and formidable skills, a combination that made her one of the most respected members of the Port Mafia. Tonight, she was tasked with training the new recruits, a responsibility she took seriously. But her thoughts drifted to a certain enigmatic detective who had a knack for making her heart race and her blood boil.

Dazai Osamu, the ever-elusive and unpredictable former executive of the Port Mafia, had a way of getting under her skin. His carefree demeanor and incessant flirtations were both infuriating and strangely captivating. She couldn't deny the small crush that had developed over time, despite her better judgment.

As the recruits sparred in pairs, y/n watched closely, offering pointers and corrections. The sound of clashing steel echoed through the warehouse, blending with the occasional grunt of effort. Suddenly, a shadow moved at the edge of her vision, and she turned to see Dazai leaning casually against a pillar, his trademark bandages partially obscured by the dim light.

"Dazai," she greeted, her tone neutral, though her heart skipped a beat at his unexpected presence. She helped herself back from threatening him, remind herself that they were in the middle of a truce; with everything currently going on the port mafia and the armed detective agency had to work together.

"y/n," he replied with a mischievous smile. "I couldn't resist watching you in action. It's quite the spectacle."

She rolled her eyes, ignoring the flutter in her chest. "If you're here to cause trouble, I suggest you leave. These recruits need serious training, not distractions."

"Who, me? Cause trouble?" Dazai feigned innocence, stepping closer. "I'm simply here to observe."

With a resigned sigh, y/n turned her attention back to the recruits. She couldn't afford to let him derail her focus. But Dazai had other plans.

As the training session continued, Dazai's presence became impossible to ignore. His gaze followed her every move, a constant reminder of his infuriating charm. Determined not to let him get the best of her, y/n decided to take matters into her own hands.

"Alright, recruits, gather around," she called out, her voice commanding. The recruits obeyed, forming a loose circle around her. "Today, we're going to practice disarming techniques. Pair up and pay close attention."

She demonstrated the first technique with one of the recruits, her movements precise and fluid. As she explained the finer points, she couldn't shake the feeling of Dazai's eyes on her. It was as if he were silently challenging her, daring her to make a mistake.

"Now, let's see how you do," she instructed, stepping back to observe the recruits as they practiced. She moved among them, correcting their form and offering guidance.

But Dazai wasn't content to remain a passive observer. He sauntered over to where y/n stood, a playful glint in his eye. "Mind if I join in?"

Her initial instinct was to refuse, but she knew better than to show weakness in front of the recruits. "Fine," she said, her voice steady. "Let's see what you've got."

Dazai's smile widened as he took his place opposite her. They squared off, their gazes locked in a silent battle of wills. The recruits watched with bated breath, eager to see how their instructor fared against the infamous Dazai.

With a quick, fluid motion, y/n lunged forward, her knife aimed at Dazai's throat. He sidestepped her attack with ease, his movements almost lazy. She pressed on, her strikes growing more aggressive, but Dazai evaded each one with infuriating grace.

"Is that the best you can do?" he taunted, his voice a low murmur.

y/n's frustration mounted, but she refused to let it show. She adjusted her strategy, feinting to the left before darting to the right. Her knife grazed his neck, drawing a thin line of blood. For a moment, triumph surged through her veins.

But Dazai's reaction wasn't what she expected. Instead of anger or frustration, he looked... impressed. His eyes gleamed with admiration as he reached up to touch the wound. "Not bad," he murmured, his voice tinged with genuine respect.

The unexpected compliment caught her off guard, and in that moment of distraction, Dazai moved. In a blur of motion, he disarmed her, the knife clattering to the floor. Before she could react, he had her pinned against the wall, his body pressed against hers.

"Looks like you got a little too close," he whispered, his breath warm against her ear.

y/n's heart raced, her pulse pounding in her ears. Despite the danger, she couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through her. She met his gaze, her resolve unwavering. "Maybe I did," she replied, her voice steady. "But at least I got you to bleed."

Dazai's smile widened, a spark of something dark and dangerous in his eyes. "I find that rather attractive," he admitted, his tone a low purr.

Before she could respond, his lips captured hers in a fierce, possessive kiss. It was a clash of wills, a battle for dominance, and y/n found herself yielding to the intensity of his embrace. When they finally broke apart, both were breathless, their gazes locked in a silent challenge.

"You're full of surprises, y/n," Dazai murmured, his voice a velvet caress.

"And you're infuriating," she retorted, though there was no real heat in her words.

As the recruits stared in stunned silence, Dazai stepped back, his smile never faltering. "Until next time," he said, his tone promising more than just a simple farewell.

y/n watched him go, her mind racing with the implications of their encounter. She had come close to outsmarting him, but in the end, it seemed Dazai Osamu was a puzzle she had yet to fully solve. And despite her better judgment, she found herself looking forward to their next dangerous dance.

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HELUVAKINKTOBER: DAY 4 - PROSTITUTION.

A Dazai Osamu | BSD x Gender-Neutral Smut Fanfic.

warnings ; smut , reader is a prostitute , rough sex, dacryphilia , hair pulling , doggy style , spanking?? maybe?? , begging , etc .

author's note ; don't worry. daddy's home. HIHI EVERYONE!!! im so many days behind but shh we dont talk about that. i got grounded and i have so much going on but remember what i said on the masterlist? fuck it, WE BALL!!!! anyways this seems really mediocre but i need to catch up really fast so... enjoy what you can ^^

heluvakinktober 2023 m.list .

Nights get desolate when the Ex-Mafia member isn’t attempting suicide. Tonight, Dazai seemed to be particularly lonely — he was yearning for another. No, not for a double suicide — get the idea of suicide out of your head, goddamn it. What the detective needed was someone to fornicate with, naturally. But a trail of broken hearts follows his path in life; all of said hearts being his own.. But hearts nonetheless.

His hands just wouldn’t do it for him this time around. No matter how fast he stroked, what he fantasized about, anything at all — he couldn’t get himself off. So, what was this renowned agent of the Armed Detective Agency doing in solution to his predicament?

He hired a prostitute.

He hired you.

Dazai’s cock drilled into your cum-stuffed hole, his shaft sliding in and out with ease. Moist sounds of skin against skin fill the room each time he bottoms out. The hefty headboard slams against the wall, its sound resembling objects falling during an earthquake. You bury your head into his pillow, moans unmuffling after each harsh thrust. 

You’ve serviced many needy men throughout your career, yes, but there’s something.. different about Dazai. Perhaps it was his odd sense of charm? His concerning amount of bandages? Perhaps even the fact he’s fucking you like it’s the baby boom all over again. You couldn’t even fathom how good he felt inside of you, much unlike your older clients.

A smack on your ass brings you out of your daze. You wince at the sting, looking back at the brunette pistoning himself inside you with a broad smile on his face. His other hand rests on your hair, gripping onto you as he rails you into oblivion.

“What is it, bella? Did I hurt you too much?” Dazai pouts, gently caressing the red mark. You bob your head, eyes glossy as the young man laughs in your face. “Awe, poor baby. Do you want me to slow down?”

Before you could even muster up an answer, Dazai slowed his hips until he eventually came to a stop. You never thought you’d see yourself begging for any of your clients, but tonight seemed to be a night where everything went off course.

Fat tear droplets ran down your cheeks as loud pleas left your throat, your voice becoming hoarse. The detective rolled his eyes, a spiel of boredom in his voice when he spoke. “Oh, come on. Do you really feel that good? For all I know, you may be trying to get more money from me like the whore you are.”

             You feverishly shake your head no. He wasn’t exactly wrong — nor right, actually. You’ve pretended to cum more times than you can even count; but he was the first customer you have ever been this needy for.

“P-Please, keep going, I’ll even make this session free — I just need to.. Please, Dazai,” you cry, the lump in your throat feeling worse the more you hic and sob. Dazai stares at you, speechless with a shit-eating grin. After a moment of silence, Dazai bursts out laughing at you. Feeling humiliated, you sighed and silently cried into the pillow once more. It wasn’t long before a hard thrust went into you, ripping a moan from your throat.

“Suck it up, won’t you? I never said I was stopping for good.”

@ HELUVAKU 2023 . do not share or repost .

[ciaossu-imagines]

BUNGOU STRAY DOGS - KUNIKIDA DOPPO MASTERLIST

NSFW headcanons

Which of the Seven Deadly Sins are they most guilty of?

General & NSFW headcanons

Relationship headcanons

With a s/o who is having anxiety attacks about meeting his ideals

Wedding headcanons

NSFW headcanons

Baby daddy scenario

Being set up on a blind date by Dazai

NSFW headcanons

NSFW headcanons

Learning his s/o is or was a stripper