#beast akutagawa x reader

[rainystarshower]

‘Special somebody!’

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charas : (BEAST) Akutagawa Ryuunosuke

cw : OOC, improper grammar, gender neutral reader, a bit short, not proofread, fluff

a/n : woohoo first time writing a fic and it’s by a dear friend of mine :3

Fic underneath the cut !

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You’ve been quite the regular at the Uzumaki café. Everyday, at a specific time, you’d go in to order a nice cup of coffee, maybe tea, water, or anything you would like that day.

Of course, continuously coming to the café everyday at the exact same time caught the eyes of the Armed Detective Agency.

“Why do you think they come here everyday?” Kenji suggested, waiting for his order. “Maybe they enjoy the food here?” Tanizaki, who was peeking over from the couch stared at you who was sitting in your regular spot, just waiting for your order as well. “Or maybe,” Noami appeared, clinging onto Tanizaki’s arm then staring at you from over the couch as well. “Maybe they’ve got a crush on one of the members, a special somebody!” Noami grinned from ear to ear as she turned back to the table Kenji, Tanizaki and Akutagawa were sitting in — giving a very playful smile to Akutagawa. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?” Akutagawa noticed Noami’s stare, it was quite obvious after all. “Maybe it’s you! You might be the special one!” Noami exclaimed and teased. Akutagawa seemed like he was taken aback a little and Tanizaki noticed. He looked over at Noami to see if she noticed as well, and she did indeed.

“Not possible. I barely interact with them.” Akutagawa took a sip of his drink after regaining his composer. Noami and Tanizaki looked at Akutagawa in a somewhat disbelief look. “Wait, seriously?” Noami questioned, both the siblings stare still remaining on Akutagawa. Akutagawa and Kenji both looked at Noami “What?” Akutagawa put down his drink and looked at Naomi who was staring at him like an owl. “You like them?!” Noami yelled out, she was excited to know her friend had a crush on somebody she’d never expect but you also happened to overhear them.

You stared at them and Akutagawa jumped a little before Tanizaki told Naomi to relax. Noami sat back down, and whispered again “You like them?!” As much as Akutagawa knew he should deny, he simply sat there silently. Tanizaki and Naomi looked at each other, pure shocked as Kenji was congratulating him. Akutagawa simply took another sip.

You looked at the time on your phone and got up, thanking the two at the counter who had served you before leaving the café. Akutagawa peeked an eye at you before getting up himself. “I’m going to make a move on them. Don’t follow me.” he threatened at the last part, Naomi, Tanizaki and Kenji all cheering for him. However, Naomi was intrigued and wanted to follow them. The minute Akutagawa ran out of the café, Naomi got up and dragged Tanizaki with her.

Just as they were about to leave the café, a hand rested on Naomi’s shoulder. “Don’t distrub those two” a chuckle escaped the lips of somebody whom sounded like a woman. Naomi turned back to see Yosano and Ranpo. “Let them enjoy their time” Yosano said, making Naomi and Tanizaki sit back down into their seats as Yosano and Ranpo shared a snicker laugh. “Not very good at hiding his feelings, is he?” Ranpo took a lollipop out of nowhere and started eating it “Not at all” Tanizaki replied to Ranpo.

As Akutagawa ran out of the café to catch up to you, once you both were out of the cafés sight, he held your hand. “They’re suspecting us?” You asked, sliding closer to Akutagawa. “Yes.” He said nothing while you two walked away from the café, holding hands. “Try not to make it too obvious you love me” you teased him. He shot a glare at you, intimidating but you know it meant that he was sorry. “I can’t help myself when it comes to you” he replied after a few seconds of silence. You laughed at him and he pulled you closer to him, smiling — just watching your laughter felt like all his worries left him. You were truly very special to him.

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Aaaahhhh first fic !! I feel so nervous posting this😭

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YOU LOT THAT ARE READING THIS PLEASE THIS FANFIC SUCKS 😭

[with-my-calamitous-love]

WHAT IF I TOLD YOU NONE OF IT WAS ACCIDENTAL?

dazai x reader

the first night dazai saw you, he knew nothing would stop him.

for his birthday!

inspired by mastermind

osamu dazai, for all his life, had not felt the warm bliss of love. he did not have a mothers arms to lay in, or a fathers protection to shield him. he didn't have the privilege of a second family through friends, or even the comfort of loving himself. osamu dazai was not given love, not even for a moment, so he taught himself how to gain it. he was only cryptic and machiavellian because he cared, more than he wanted to admit.

so the moment he saw you, he felt a desire stronger than ever. you wouldn't require just a simple trick or a con- no, you deserved more. he laid out the groundwork, equations in his a mind a labyrinth of desperation only you could suffice.

osamu dazai wanted you.

and he knew how to get you.

honestly, who could blame him?

dazai was a master of people. he knows how to play people like puppets to get what he wants. none of it was accidental when it came to you. the coincidental run-ins at your favorite coffee shop that was at least a 30 minute cab ride for him. the times you conveniently forgot your umbrella when you swore you packed it, and dazai just happening to be passing by on your walk home. even the time you had just been dumped by your ex-boyfriend over the phone, and dazai just happened to show up at your doorstep just checking in.

maybe you should have noticed how fabricated it was at first. but you didn’t. dazai wanted you. and he made you want him.

dazai made you want every part of him. his silky hair his deep brown eyes, his honeyed voice and his suave way of walking. he made you want all of him, the good and the bad, his charm and his want for death, his desire to be good and the deep dark past of who he once was. dazai played love like a puppet show. whenever you laid on his chest, snuggled into his warmth, or when your lips were hopelessly pressed against his, dazai knew he had you. he knew he made you want him.

whether you find out or not isn't a concern to the brunette. you love him unconditionally anyway- you're his belladonna, his love, his everything. when he kisses you, the planets and stars align as if all of the pain in his life had led him here. the empty core in his heart aches at the thought of being eased, as if afraid of being happy. but your touch melts it away. you see that he is so touch starved, so deprived of love that he just had to assess the equation of you. he did this for as much for you as he did for him, knowing that he could live through even just one more day if it meant he could love you.

he needs your fingers to intertwine with his the way a chess player needs the queen. he needs your warmth like the largest gear needs the smallest gear in a machine. he needs your reassurance like the way water needs oxygen. because osamu dazai understands a lot of things well- chess, machinery, chemical compositions, and the way you love him. he knows its a need. he knows he needs your love not like his inner child wanted candy, he knows he needs your love the way the flower needs the sun.

his eyes stir awake, sunlight filtering through the curtains of your bedroom. his skin tickles, his cheek being peppered by your kisses. a smile tugs at his lips as he stretches his arms over his head and then around you, greeting you with a "good morning" in the deepest morning voice you have ever heard. dazai was usually light sleeper, but with you he could truly rest and escape into the sheets with you.

"happy birthday, 'samu." you hum, tracing your fingers down his abdomen. every contour of his bandaged yet muscled chest screamed at you to love him with everything in you. you would kiss every inch of him- starting from his hair to the very depths of his soul if you could.

"hm?" he quips, coffee eyes slightly widening.

you chuckle. "its june 19th."

"oh."

in all honesty, his birthday is the last thing on his mind, especially when you're in front of him. you are so, so, fucking beautiful he isn’t even sure you’re real. not just beautiful in your absolutely angelic complexion, but you're beautiful simply when you're you. when you're on top of him, the new sunlight on the earth dancing on your skin. lips bruised from the night's fleeting passion, hair messy and soul absolutely smothered in him. you drove him crazy, and he'd gladly lose his mind for you.

"thank you, bella." he hums, lazily draping an arm over you, as if there was anyway he could possibly pull you closer. dazai would find a way if it meant loving you harder. never, in a million years, did he think his partner would drag him out of bed and to the living room. he rubs his eyes, finding the agency standing in your apartment, an excited atsushi and a begrudging but willing kunikida, surrounding a cake for him. he never thought it would turn out like this, this good. he's stunned for a moment- a rare emotion for the young prodigy. was... this also apart of his plan?

maybe not. but as he kissed you and whispered a passionate "thank you" into your ear, he decides that this wasn't planned- it was luck. and he loved it. funny how sometimes you just find things.

[yandere-romanticaa]

The way in which these two would love you would be so different and yet so similar. It's like a coin, different sides but at the end of the day it's all the same.

Atsushi is sweet, kind, attentive. He stalks behind you like a little puppy, constantly waiting on you and craving for your approval. He holds the door open for you, pays for your meals - despite him being very much broke - carries your groceries and even walks you home! He's such a good friend, isn't he? Lord forbid you actually work in the same building as him because that would be a mess. The first few floors don't even belong to the agency so it's become a daily occurrence for Kunikida to drop by and drag the young man back upstairs by the ear, a string of apologies coming from both of them.

Atsushi is smothering to the point of being a nuisance. But he makes it impossible to tell him off because he's just that pathetic. You're terrified of breaking his heart and deep down you know he's a good person. His insecurities just eat him up so much, it's almost impossible to stay in his company. The constant whines of "I'm so pathetic and useless" are like nails on a chalkboard. All you want to do is rip his tongue out.

That is a sentiment which Akutagawa shares with you.

Unlike Atsushi though, he hardly ever speaks to you. If he even manages to let out a grunt that's considered a good day. Because he does lead a somewhat private civil life, you could have met him when you were out in the town. His sister likes you, it was so good to see her act like a normal girl for once. He keeps you around for her sake even if he personally finds you beyond grating.

Why are you so nice to him? Stop trying to butter him up, he's this close to shredding you up. He daydreams about the ways he could kill you but the thought is banished the moment he sees you smiling.

Not even a thousand suns could compare with the sheer radiance he was hit with.

All you did was give him a genuine smile and he was head over heels. He just didn't know it or refused to admit it.

Akutagawa is uncomfortable with the fact of just how similar he becomes to Atsushi as time passes. Much like the weretiger he starts to tail you, becoming your second shadow. Unlike the in your face Atsushi, Akutagawa watches closely from the darkness, doing all the little things you can't or are too tired to do. He even breaks into your apartment sometimes, cleaning it from top to bottom.

In his eyes he is doing you a favor while not realizing that you are absolutely mortified.

In their own special way, they love you. Being kind to them is a double edged sword. Give them a finger and they'll take an arm. That is just the way they are.

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[gfmima]

c. 文豪ストレイドッグス BEAST | bsd BEAST + f!reader t. how he deals with you when you’re jealous

akutagawa leans back in his armchair, the room immersed in a soft, amber hue from the floor lamp; thin fingers trace over the spine of the novel in his hand, absentmindedly feeling the embossed letters under his touch. the normally stern expression on his face bore a hint of frustration as he sent a covert glance in your direction.

the tension in the air was unmistakable — plain to see, hard to dismiss — an unspoken rift between the two of you. what did he do? he asked for tea, a roundabout way of extending an olive branch.

alas, what he got was your wordless indifference, a pointed silence that stretched like an invisible barrier.

he can’t help but recall the catalyst for your weird behavior. honestly, he can’t fathom what you wanted him to do? what you wanted from him? in his mind, you were acting without reason.

at the end of the day, he was in a relationship with you. why must he assuage your concerns about higuchi’s foolish infatuation with him when it had been set in stone he loves you, not her? he can admit he could’ve handled it better for your sake, however, what had been said was said and there was no changing it.

now, as he sat there, he can’t deny that it did matter, even a teensy-weeny bit, and he had a gnawing feeling that he had underestimated the depth of your emotions.

these four walls closed in on him, slowly it compelled him to do something — hell, say anything! he let his stoicism to get the best of him, failing his duty as your boyfriend to be sensitive about the hurt he caused. a sigh escapes his lips…

“i said, can you brew me some tea?” akutagawa tried to ask once more, as he turns a page in his novel. though his gaze remains on the first line of dialogue, he didn’t digest a word; his mind wanders elsewhere.

“why don’t you ask your other girlfriend instead? she always looks very happy to help you.” and continue to work on your laptop screen.

your response, though expected, stung nonetheless. a slick retort delivered without even a glimpse towards him.

the air felt increasingly stifling as the silence persisted, only disturbed by the sound of your fingers on the keyboard. a growing sense of unease casts a shadow over him, he didn’t foresee this level of confrontation, especially from you of all people.

“exactly how long do you intend to behave this way?”

“i could ask you the same thing,” your reply catches him off guard, “how else do you expect me to behave? how would you feel if there was another man interested in me? and i do nothing to prevent it?”

the atmosphere grew colder and colder by the second as he contemplates. he struggles to articulate his feelings to you, his quietude serving as an admission of sorts.

“do you see why i’m upset, ryūnosuke?” your parting words landed on him like a sudden hit to the chest.

he grumbles, “you’re so annoying…”

akutagawa hooks his foot around your ankle, a tiny gesture for reconciliation, albeit a reluctant one. with arms crossed, he averts his gaze, the environment overwrought with unresolved emotions.

“wow, so i’m annoying, huh? you’re the one who can’t even acknowledge my feelings!” your tone drips with irritation as you finally look up to meet his eyes, and for a moment, you could see a hint of exasperation in his irises.

“use your brain — it’s not as if i asked her to like me!”

“but you could make it clear where your heart lies!”

the air fell into an uncomfortable silence yet again, neither one willing to yield. it was frustrating to be caught in a standoff with the man you love, but your jealousy had taken over and you weren’t about to let him off the hook so easily.

your boyfriend utters what you can assume to be a string of obscenities under his breath, as his shoulders collapse. “fine.” he concedes, “i’ll speak to her and make it clear that we’re very much together.”

you raise a brow.

you genuinely didn’t expect him to make the first move and relent. normally, you’d have to be the bigger person and let him have the last say, which often resulted in very late night talks with your friends.

“really? you will?”

he nods. “if that’s what it takes to end your childish worries, then so be it. i’ll tell her.”

the playful roll of your eyes couldn’t hide the way your heart swelled with affection for him. despite his gruff exterior, he cares about your feelings! you uncross your arms, reaching out to place your hand gently on his cheek.

“thank you, ryūnosuke.”

“HA, YOU’RE JEALOUS!” ranpo points a rather accusatory finger, reveling in the satisfaction of unraveling the mystery behind your peculiar behavior in recent days.

you struggle to find a response; your eyes narrow under the subdued lighting of the interrogation room where he cornered you. with every blink, the scene in front of you begins to develop: your dear boyfriend casually seated, his arms behind his head, and a triumphant smirk adorned his lips.

he meets your gaze with unmistakable pride.

“you’re delusional,” you scoff, your own arms crossed, and push yourself away to create a bit of distance between you two.

his eyes lock onto yours, a knowing familiarity etched into his dark irises; it was as if he was unraveling your expression layer by layer. you would’ve found it endearing if you weren’t carried from your desk in the midst of typing a report for kunikida out of the blue, just to be questioned like a homicide suspect.

“deflection is a common sign of jealousy~! t’s best to save yourself the time and embarrassment, and admit it: you’re jealous,” he dares say, as if it were a noteworthy detail that merits documentation.

“hmph!”

your eye twitches.

though seemingly at ease, ranpo was shaken. he knew you had a tendency to go silent whenever you were upset with him. he needs to tread carefully, he cannot undergo another hour of the silent treatment — neither can the agency! god forbid you take a break after seeing him get circled by “fans of his work.”

it was maddening to see a man who boasts as the “world’s greatest detective” stay oblivious while women shamelessly throw themselves at him.

the tilt of his head gives him an air of immaturity. “don’t get upset, i was only teasing!”

“…”

these four walls, adorned with its stale furniture and draped in shadows, became a backdrop for the unfolding drama. the only sounds heard were the whines of his chair as he adjusts his position, plus the light rustle of your coat as you shift uncomfortably to refrain making eye contact with him.

leaning forward, he rests his chin on the palm of his hand, arm prop on the table as he sighs rather dramatically. you were persistent, lips sealed tightly, refusing to say a word.

this was his (actual) last resort.

“do you want me to grovel? is that it?” his patience wears thin. “fine.” standing abruptly, you frown, expecting him to leave the room... however, to your shock, he kneels before you.

“huh, ranpo?!” you shriek, “what are you doing?! the floor is dirty! d’you even know when was the last time they cleaned this room? if they even clean it at all!”

he dismisses your concern. “do you forgive me? for being, uh… dense? i didn’t mean it, i swear!” his voice, a playful tune in the otherwise strained moment, holds a sincerity that surprises you.

“fine.” without hesitation, you gave him a firm nod, urging him to stand and to prevent further grime on his slacks.

ranpo wore a dumb grin on his face, stupid-looking yet very charming, effortlessly drawing a smile from you, the tension in your shoulders giving way. “what?”

fingers entwined with yours, he tugs you forward to place a chaste kiss on your lips. “it’s nothing, you’re cute when you get jealous.”

[luvfy0dor]

can u do neck kisses w/ akutagawa?

Akutagawa + Neck Kisses ♡⁠˖

Warnings; biting, allusions to hickeys

Akutagawa had a tendency to slightly shiver or squirm when touched because he wasn't used to such gentleness just yet. Your relationship wasn't all too new, but you were still discovering which parts of his body were the most sensitive. One evening while you sat next to each other on the couch with only side-to-side contact, you stretched your arms and yawned before letting them fall over his shoulders with your forearm grazing the nape of his neck. His shoulders scrunched up and he grimaces, letting out a shaky sigh at the feeling of your wooly sweater touching his skin and raising his hairs. You raised an eyebrow and leaned into him. "I didn't smack you or nothin', did I?" You whispered, drawing his attention to your self. "No, it just grazed me awkwardly and made me shiver. My neck is sort of sensitive." He tells you. You hum and lean your head on his shoulder, glancing at his neck every now and again instead of focusing on the movie the two of you were watching. "Can I kiss your neck, Ryuu?" You ask him, staring at his Adam's apple as it bobs when he swallows. "What would you want to kiss my neck for?" You shrug. "Just cause. I won't if you don't want me too, but-" you start to put your hands up, but he grabs them. "Go ahead, kiss my neck all you'd like." He says, his grey eyes wide grey eyes nearly burning holes through your skin with his stare. You laugh at him a little and peck his lips before traveling downward to his neck. His white skin gradually turns pinker when you press your lips against his neck, sucking gently with your hands on his shoulders. Your head was tilted as you gently bit down on his pale flesh, making him gasp quietly and lean back into the couch. His hand fell on your hip while you started to pull away, but not before licking over the red mark you'd left. "uhm, I believe that was not just a kiss." He said, staring at you with squinted eyes. "I'm sorry, Ryuu', you coulda told me to stop if you didn't like it." You say, a nervous frown on your face. He shook his head and grabbed the collar of your shirt, not tugging it but just holding it. "Did I say I didn't like it?" You laughed and shook your head too. "No, no you didn't. Want it again?" He averted his eyes and bit the inside of his cheek. "Well, since you're offering.."

A/n; new theme chat since NOBODY EVER WANTS TO ACKNOWLEDGE IT /lh but I think it's cute, I like the more muted color and my last one was not nearly as cohesive as this one. ALSO ALSO I get to participate in my first varsity banquet this year for varsity swim, I'm so excited fjekskdkkwk

[rozywithapen]

thinking about akutagawa.. akutagawa, who still has so much to learn about and around sex. his hands are on his lovely girlfriend, taking her from behind. although a bit to harshly!

"was that too hard?"

he'd say in a worried tone, brows furrowing in the slightest.

"it was.. i enjoyed it, but you don't want me to finish just yet."

a grin.. and he'd mirror it, taking the message however. he doesn't say anything from there apart replying a hum, but if she could see him.. she'd see a look of let me make it up to you. as his hands would snake their way around her waist this time around.

[lvrgirlrey]

Smut request, Akutagawa x port mafia agent. She works under Koyou and seduction is her forte but it never works on Aku or at least she thinks it doesn’t because he is just really good at pretending. Anyway after a particularly rough mission he can’t care enough to pretend he isn’t bothered by it anymore.

𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣’𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖: hii!! first smut req so im kinda nervous ‘*^* sorry if this isnt that good. hope you enjoy!

𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: dom!aku x gn!reader, light choking, overstim, i was too excited for this req cuz i wanted to get this out asap so i couldnt be bothered to write the actual sex part, sorry! >.<‘

it's been a long, hard day for the port mafia. everyone's on edge, feeling the weight of the mission. but akutagawa... he's different. he's standing in the dim light, back to you, his body tense and stiff like a wound-up spring. his usual cold look is there, but you can see the cracks. his shoulders refuse to relax, his fists are tight, shaking just a bit. whatever happened out there still clings to him, and it's dragging him down.

you step closer, moving slow and careful. you've done this before-getting into his space, testing the waters, teasing him. seduction is your weapon, and you've used it many times. your touch, your voice, your body-they've always worked to bend others to your will. you've made men crumble with just a whisper or a light brush of your fingers. but akutagawa is different. you've gotten close, smiled in ways that suggest more, let your lips hover just a little too close to his skin, and yet... nothing. he never reacts. maybe he's immune. or maybe he's just pretending.

tonight, though, something is different. the air around him is heavy, thick with a tension you can almost taste. he's quiet, but not in his usual calm way. there's something darker underneath it, something wilder, barely kept in check.

"rough night?" you ask, your voice low and soft, meant to creep under his skin. you lean against the wall next to him, letting your body brush lightly against his arm, close enough to tempt, but not enough to touch fully.

he doesn't answer, doesn't look at you. his eyes are locked on the floor, but his fists clench harder, the leather of his gloves creaking. he's trying to hold it together, but just barely.

"you're tense, akutagawa," you say, your lips close to his ear, your breath warm against his skin. "i could help with that."

still, no response. but you catch it—a tiny hitch in his breath. just for a moment, he falters. and you smile. you can feel the heat rising between you.

your fingers slide up his arm, slowly, your touch light and teasing. "you're always so distant, so hard to reach," you say, your voice dropping lower. "i wonder... what would it take to make you break?"

he moves before you can finish that thought. his hand snaps up, gripping your wrist tightly, pulling you closer, so your body is pressed against his. his breathing is heavy now, his eyes dark as they finally meet yours. all the cold control he usually has? it's gone. you've hit something raw inside him.

"you think this is some kind of game?" his voice is a low growl, his words shaking through you. his eyes burn with something wild, something fierce that you haven't seen before. "you think you can just mess with fire and walk away?"

your heart pounds, but you grin. "maybe i like fire."

his lips crash against yours, hard and fast. it's not gentle, not soft. it's rough, filled with a need you've never felt from him before. his hands grab your hips, pulling you in even closer, crushing your body against his. there's no space left between you. the kiss is raw, urgent, like he's been holding back for far too long and now he's letting it all out.

you moan into his mouth, your hands finding his hair, pulling him closer. you've been waiting for this-waiting for him to lose control. his hands slide down to your thighs, gripping tight, lifting you off the ground as he pushes you back against the wall. your legs wrap around his waist, and you feel him, hard and ready, pressing into you, sending heat surging through your body.

he pulls away just enough to catch his breath, but his lips don't leave your skin. they trail down your jaw, then to your neck, biting and sucking, leaving marks. you tilt your head, giving him more access, your body arching into his touch.

"is this what you wanted?" he growls, his voice rough and low. his hands are everywhere now, slipping under your clothes, finding bare skin. his touch is hot, almost too much, but you crave more. "you wanted me to lose control?"

you nod, breathless, your nails digging into his back as he grinds against you, making you gasp. "yes," you whisper, your voice barely there. "i want all of you."

he growls again, deep in his throat, his lips crashing back onto yours. his hands tug at your clothes, pulling your shirt over your head in one quick move. his eyes darken as he looks at your bare skin, and a small smirk pulls at his lips. he leans in close, his breath hot on your ear.

"i hope you're ready for this," he murmurs, his voice filled with promise. "because i'm not holding back.”

he doesn't hold back. his hands are rough and firm, his touch demanding, claiming you as his. he pushes you harder against the wall, his teeth scraping against your skin as he bites down on your shoulder. his fingers dig into your hips as he moves against you, the heat between you growing hotter and hotter.

"aku..." you gasp his name, your hands clutching at him as he continues to bite and kiss and touch you in ways that make your head spin. you can't think straight. all you can do is feel-his heat, his lips, his hands driving you wild, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

he pulls back for a moment, just to look at you, his eyes dark and full of something fierce. "you wanted this," he says, his hands sliding up to your throat, just enough pressure to make your breath catch. "don't run now."

your heart races, but there's no fear-just a burning need for more. "i'm not running," you whisper, your voice strong despite the fire burning through your veins. "i want more."

his grip tightens for a second, his eyes searching yours for any sign of doubt. when he finds none, his lips twist into a smirk. "good," he whispers, leaning in to kiss you again, rough and deep. "because i'm just getting started."

he lifts you onto the nearest surface-maybe a table, maybe a chair—you don't care. his hands are fast, pulling at your clothes, stripping you down quickly. his mouth follows, leaving hot kisses down your chest, your stomach, until he's between your thighs, looking up at you with dark, hungry eyes.

"i've waited long enough," he growls, his voice deep, sending shivers down your spine. "now, i'm going to make you scream."

and he does. again and again. he doesn't stop. his touch is fire, his lips and hands pushing you to the edge, pulling you back, then pushing you over again. he's wild, out of control, and it drives you crazy. you need more, more of him, until you can't think anymore, until all that's left is him-his hands, his lips, his breath, his name on your lips as you fall apart in his arms.

when it's over, you're both panting, your bodies tangled together, skin slick with sweat. he collapses beside you, his chest rising and falling fast, his eyes still dark and heavy with the last bits of need.

"you wanted me to lose control," he murmurs, his voice still rough, his lips brushing against your ear. "i hope you can handle it."

you smile, still catching your breath. "i think i can."

[prettylittledollswork]

Vampire! Akutagawa x Reader hcs

separate au w/akutagawa being half vampire. he js needs blood and has vampire instincts

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Vampire!Akutagawa who you have to coax into drinking your blood because he feels bad

Vampire!Akutagawa who’s extremely sensitive to sounds, noises, scents, etc

Vampire!Akutagawa who clings onto you like a little kitten

Vampire!Akutagawa who cries just because you let him drink your blood

Vampire!Akutagawa who would rather starve than hurt you

Vampire!Akutagawa who gets carried away drinking your blood and when he realizes it, he apologizes like crazy

Vampire!Akutagawa who just can’t keep it in his pants..!

Vampire!Akutagawa who misses you so much

Vampire!Akutagawa who acts like doesn’t want to drink your blood but in reality, he wants to so bad

Vampire!Akutagawa who restricts himself just so you don’t get hurt

Vampire!Akutagawa who believes he doesn’t deserve you

Vampire!Akutagawa.

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[pfpanimes]

⌕ bungo stray dogs - akutagawa. 🏳️‍🌈

like or reblog if you save/use.

[the-last-f2p]

Lost & found Beast :Akutagawa x reader

A/N: I just got and finished BSD beast 1 so here is a fic/short series.

TW: Mentions of blood, Assassin brotherhood, Mentions of killing, Gaslighting, swearing, Suicidal thoughts for a line,

Life in the slums was not pleasent to say the least. But atleast you had him.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa The Silent Rabid Dog

Yes he was as emotoinless as a dead body but he was a good friend who saved you too many times to if you could count you felt like you atleast should give him something in return that thing being your friendship. Even if he made it look like he couldn't care less about you.

"Akutagawa-kun do you a sweet potatoe we got a big enough paycheck for everyone!" You smile to him.

"....Sure." He says as blankly as ever he takes the potatoe.

"Here take another and give it to Gin-chan as well!" You give him another potatoe.

"I'm gonna go now see you later Akutagawa-Kun!" You then run off somewhere. That place being your source of money. A brotherhood of assasins. Yes maybe everytime you went into the less than grand building it stank of something blood and everyone looked down on you both literally and figurativley you were still pretty young okay?! But that didn't mean that you couldn't pack a punch. Mostly thanks to your ability How to Kill your family that allowed you to make a small cut on anyone remotly related to your family that if not treated properly would grow until it cut through a vital vein. The only drawback is that it could only be used once a day or else you would collapse from exhastion. Lucky that you consider everyone in the group in the slums your family or your ability wouldn't be nearly as useful.

"Y/N. I have a job for you." My boss said to me looking almost as emotionless as Akutagawa.

"There's a man by the name of Osamu Dazai the boss of the port mafia kill him and your pay will be trippled." The port mafia?! Maybe you weren't the brightest but you're not that dumb.. But what if you did it. Pay trippled. Your pay had been cut tremendously for your age already but trippled would be enough to get a food supply for everyone for atleast a week. You had to go even if you knew it was suicide...

And this is how you ended up trying to find someway to relate Osamu Dazai to one of your familiy members...

"Lets see.. No.. No.. Wait.. SAYAKA she met one of the Port Mafia members last week it was only for a bit but it should be enough..." Ability: How to kill your family

"Osamu Dazai."

Blue rings started to appear around you and images flashed in your head of a messy brown-haired man dressed in black who you assumed to be Osamu Dazai. You then saw a small cut appear on his finger. Yes tripple pay here you come. It then healed as quick as it appeared.

"Nice try Y/N L/N but if you're gonna try kill me please at least do it in person." He smiled a ginger haired boy heard it and asked

"Who are you talking to boss?" "No one, you must be hearing things Chuuya."

The image in your head then dissolved into nothing god fucking dammit does he have some kind of ability well of course he does how else was it supposed to heal without him even touching the cut? If that didn't work you'll just kill him the hard way... This'll be your first up close kill and you don't really know how you'll pull it of....

"Y/N look!" One of your friends brought a small object up to your face that you recognized as a diamond.

"Its real Akutagawa-san checked!" You were about to contiue the conversation but then Akutagawa interupted you.

"Pack up in one minute we need to get out of here." You felt a presence near you and immidetally ducked leading your friend to get shot in the forehead then collapsing on the floor. You were pretty sure the people said something but you were to focused on what your friend said.

"H...H-Help us Aku..Ta Y/...N." He then got shot again your first reaction was for you to run as fast as possible away. You were then met with the sounds of bullets and screaming until you couldn't take it yes you were an assasin but you never had even heard the sound of gunshots before and it scared you. You found the nearest window and jumped out of it running your little legs of until you had exited the slums of Yokohoma and into the nicer side. You stopped at a bridge to catch your breath. By the time you had got to the bridge it was already dusk and there was barely anyone around this was a good enough place to rest......

You woke up to a tall red-head looking down at you and your first reaction was to kick him but he blocked it so easy that it was like he could see the future.

"Quite a way to greet people don't you think?" He tells you.

"Who are you? What do you want? Are you with the Mafia or those guys do you wanna kill me aswell finish the job?" Actually now that you say it maybe it would be a good thing if he came to kill you as long as it was quick.

"Calm down kid I was just worried seeing you collapsed." "Well I am fine there is no need to be worried and if you're not here to kill me then get the hell away!" You try to kick him again but he lands a blow to your stomach and then throws you on his shoulder.

"GET THE HELL OF ME! I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT I'M APART OF THE YOKOHOMA ASSASINS BROTHERHOOD I'LL KILL YOU!" You start to thrash around but the man doesnt even flinch.

"I'm not gonna abandon a kid who obviously needs help."

"I don't care who the hell even are you!?"

"My name is Oda. Sakunosuke Odasaku member of the armed detective agency." The armed Dective Agency huh-

"-" You were about to say something but exhaustion had hit you again somehow.

The next few weeks had flown before you knew it you were a member of the armed detective agency and to think all you had to was untie a 'hostage' and defuse a fake bomb by throwing yourself over it thanks a lot Oda not.

4 years later

"Y/N." One of your co-workers Kunikda called out your name.

"Yo." You turned around on your chair.

"Theres a guy I want to you to meet." You were about to get up from your chair but you were almost hit by a all to familar ability that messed up your desk beyond repair dammit....

"Akutagawa-Kun?"

"Y-Y/N?!"

Words:1096

A/N: Yo I wanna make a part 2 so take a cliffhanger also happy first fic that had no promt me

-Sybilliya

[oikasugayama]

I love working at a bookstore and getting my silly little employee discount while i buy 14 volumes of various bungo stray dogs series

[with-my-calamitous-love]

PHONE CALL

dazai x fem! reader

smut, minors DNI (ageless blogs will be blocked)

dazai fucks you while you’re on the phone.

oral (fem receiving), degrading, slight humiliation, edging, dazai being kind of an asshole

dazai had you pinned against his bed, legs thrown over his shoulders. clothes had been long forgotten at this point, as the only thing you could truly focus on was your mind going blank.

one hand fondled your breast, squeezing and massaging it in soft circles. he rolled your nipple in between his fingers, pinching you gasped at his fast pace. meanwhile, his other hand diligently fingered your sweet pussy, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit while his two fingers thrusted in and out of you. he’d smirk every time he felt your walls clench around his slender digits.

you wanted to cry out, moan for him to let you release, but there was one problem.

dazai had dialled the armed detective agency on your phone. you called in sick today, but the president had insisted you at least attend the important meeting over the phone. and thats how you ended up here.

for now, he has given you the mercy of muting the call, but your embarrassment spoke volumes. he sped up the pace of his fingers, immediately causing your hands to fly up to your mouth covering yourself. dazai was quick to grab your wrists and pin them above your head, leaning in to whisper into your ear.

“now now bella, how will they hear your beautiful moans with your mouth covered?” he knew what he was doing, refusing to let your wrists go as his fingers worked tirelessly on your pussy. you were dripping by now, his fingers sliding in and out of you at a slick pace. you were ready to cum any minute now, but not when it was dazai pleasuring you.

“my pretty little slut wants to cum? hm? not till i’ve gotten a taste of you..‘’

much to your dismay, dazai unmuted the call. it was now up to you to stay quiet.

he lowered his head, throwing your thighs over his shoulders. he grins as he trails his head down your body, spreading your pussy lips with his fingers. he teases your sensitive bundle of nerves with feather-light kisses, kissing the innermost corners of your thighs but not daring to eat you out. he wanted this to be slow. he wanted you to lose your mind.

his eyes gleam with wicked delight as he hovers mere inches from your throbbing pussy. he slowly, tantalizingly drags the tip of his tongue along your swollen clit, sending shivers of pleasure through your body. he dips his head lower, his tongue circling your entrance before slowly pushing inside. dazai moans against your slick folds, savoring your sweet taste as he works to drive you wild with need. he slowly and torturously running his tongue along your slick folds, savouring your taste like no other.

your hands covered your mouth. you wanted to scream and cry for him, tell him to go faster and beg him to let you cum, but not when you had people listening. dazai knew exactly what he was doing to you, and he loved it.

dazai groans hungrily as he dives in, his skilled tongue exploring every inch of your pussy. he laps at your sensitive flesh, delighting in the way you squirm and moan under his touch. his movements are relentless, driving you wild with pleasure as he savors your tangy taste. he sucks and licks with shameless abandon, working to push you closer and closer to the edge of release. he holds nothing back, determined to bring you to the heights of pleasure - and to torment you for his own sadistic delight.

he plunges his tongue back inside, stroking and teasing your most sensitive spots as his fingers grip your thighs, holding you firmly in place. dazai is relentless in this, determined to fill you with ecstasy. staying quiet was becoming unbearable. his tongue leaves no part of you untouched. he starts to suck ob your clit, knowing how close you were to cumming but refusing to let you. he sucks hard and then using his tongue to leave a long stroke up and down your folds. the noises of your co-workers was mere white noise to you. you could only focus on the way his tongue ate you out like a starved man.

after what felt like forever, dazai pulled back up. to your relief, he muted the phone once more. you took the opportunity to catch your breath, but apart of you knew he wasn’t done. he grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him.

“f-fuck. please, fuck i-i’m gonna cum..” you begged to him. he only smirked, knowing what he was doing to you.

“is that so? you’re such a pretty slut, if only they knew how obedient you are to me..” he placed a wet kiss on your neck. he lined up his cock to your entrance, ready to claim you. but he held back, purposely teasing your sensitive clit without granting you what you wanted so bad.

“look at you, so wet and needy for me…” slowly, sensually, he ran the tip of his shaft up and down your slick folds, eliciting a frustrated whimper from you. he chuckled darkly, reveling in the power he held over you. “you have to beg for it first.”

“please.. please i need your cock so bad dazai! i-i want you to fuck me… please..” you could barely speak, needing nothing but for him to pound into you like he owned your pussy.

he leaned in once again. “if you think about cumming without my permission, i’ll fuck you right in the agency office.”

with that, he unmuted the phone-call and pushed himself inside of you. he thrust his hips forward, burying his throbbing cock deep inside your welcoming heat. a groan escaped his lips at the sensation of their tight, slick walls enveloping him. luckily, the meeting was just about over, but at this point neither of you cared. dazai finally ended the call, letting you scream to your hearts content.

picking up a punishing pace, dazai pounded into you, relentlessly driving his cock home again and again. the sound of your bodies slapping together filled the air, mingling with their cries of pleasure and pain. "thats right, take my cock like the dirty slut you are," he groaned, voice dripping with cruel satisfaction. “you were made for this, to be used and filled up by me.”

your pussy ached to cum, wanting to clench around his cock with your release. the sounds from your mouth was a mixture of moans, cries, and begging. his pace began to get sloppy, wanting nothing more than to plant himself deep inside of you. but he wasn’t going to make it that easy for you.

“you wanna cum? hm? beg.” he teased.

“please! fuck- oh- please.. please let me cum dazai! i can’t take it anymore.. fuck..”

he leaned down, planting one last wet kiss underneath your ear. “than cum for me.”

you screamed.

you felt your walls clench around his cock, your cum coating him perfectly. dazai planted his release in thick white ropes of cum, pulling out and watching your pussy drip full of him. he left more lazy kisses on your neck, bringing you back down to earth by his side. you gasped, your body warm and buzzing enjoying his warmth on top of you. but despite your exhaustion, something piqued your interest.

“now, about what you said about fucking me in the agency office?”

[lianaisabsent]

Small introduction

Hello, I am liana you can just say lia. I'm 19

I write for games, anime, manhwas(rarely)

Current fandoms that I'll mostly write for;

Bungou stray dogs, honkai star rail, genshin impact

RULES

I'm not the best at suggestive content, I can write slightly but I can't write like other writers, also English isn't really my first language so maybe grammar errors here and there may happen.

You can request for anything (however it may take slightly long for anything that isn't bsd because my hyper fixation is that series at the moment) (I'll add rules later but I don't write character x character unless it's like a ship I know I can write :( )

[underthetree845]

Fun fact: the real Osamu Dazai did act as a father figure for the young daughter of a woman he was dating for a period of time!

my girl dad dazai post but now i’m thinking abt pm boss dazai as a dad …

he knows the mafia is no place for a child, but then you get pregnant, and he realizes just how badly he does wants to be a dad (even if he thinks he’ll bad at it)

he swears to himself he’ll protect her from all the bad things in the world, but it’s not just him … she’s got everyone in the port mafia wrapped around her little finger. so dazai feels a little better, knowing he’s got a handful of the most powerful ability users looking out for her <3

and she can get away with anythinggg. there is a lot of “just don’t tell your mom” happening (from dazai & everyone else). she loves that everyone has a special ability, but chuuya’s is her favorite bc he can float anything ! and she is dazai’s child so don’t doubt she is a menace !! if chuuya won’t fly her in the air, she’ll start tearing up bc she knowssss it makes him feel bad >:)

dazai has a lot going on with the port mafia, but nothing is more important than you and his daughter. he puts everything aside for the two of you !! the most devoted husband and father

dazai stops, mid sentence, looking up at the sound of the door slamming shut, little footsteps sprinting across the room. he’s in the meeting room with the execs, discussing the foreseeable future of the mafia.

“daddy! daddy!” she shouts, running with something waving wildly in her hand. you’re two steps behind, her but she’s far too quick, too excited about her newest creation to stop. “look what i made!”

and though dazai is in the middle of an important meeting, his entire body language changes, and he’s turning towards the little girl, a big smile on his face. “what did you make today, cutie?” he asks, picking her up to pull into his lap.

“mommy showed me how to paint!” she shoves the canvas into his hand, a proud grin on her face as dazai brushes away her tangled hair. “look! it’s all of us!” she says, but her l’s still sound a little like w’s, and dazai can’t help but marvel at the fact that this sweet little girl has been raised by him.

she points to herself, a stick figure with an odd-shaped head, and nothing more than two lines of dark hair. “that’s me! and there’s you and mommy!” there’s a heart painted between your heads, and it makes dazai melt, the fact that even your daughter can see all the love you have for each other.

he wants to kiss you so badly, overwhelmed by affection for the two most important people in his life.

but then his little girl is pointing to a chaotic block of red and black, painted in splatters in the corner of the canvas. “and there’s uncle chuuya!”

dazai stares at it, blinks, then bursts into a fit of laughter that has his stomach aching. there’s a little hat on top of the mess of paint, and it sends dazai into another spiral.

“let me see that!” chuuya says, grumbling as he snatches the canvas out of dazai’s hand.

“what?” your daughter asks, frowning as she pokes her dad in the face, trying to get him to stop his laughter. “is it bad, uncle chuu?”

and chuuya, who previously had a grumpy expression, softens, not wanting to break the poor girl’s heart. “no, it’s real good,” he promises, even if he’s a bit offended by the portrayal, when she made her own family look so sweet. “it looks just like me!”

dazai chokes, but finally stops laughing to himself when you flick the back of his head.

“yay!” your daughter says, throwing her arms up high, grinning at chuuya’s praise. she’s so adorable that dazai has half a mind to squeeze her tight and never let her go. “see, mommy i told you they’d like it!”

you sigh, and take her from dazai’s arms. “you were supposed to show them after the meeting.” she’s still making grabby hands at her dad as you hold her, a pout forming while she squirms in your arms, trying to escape. “sorry, ‘samu. i know you’re busy today.”

dazai leans up, standing halfway out of his chair to kiss the frown off your face. “don’t apologize, darling.” he caresses your cheek softly, before looking back at his daughter, who just wants to be nosy and listen in to the adult conversations. “i always have time for my two favorite girls.”

you smile, softening as dazai ruffles his daughter’s hair.

“i want to stay here with you!” the little girl says, and dazai laughs, closing up her fists with his palm gently as she tries to climb onto him.

“i’ll be done in just a little bit, sweetie. then, how about we have a tea party? i’ll go get you some ice cream too! but you have to listen to your mom until then, okay?”

“i’ll listen, i promise!” she squeals in excitement, and then sobers, leaning back into your arms with a serious expression. “can you bring a special guest again? maybe akutagawa this time? he hasn’t been to a tea party yet!”

dazai’s lip twitches, but he doesn’t let the smile break free. still, the mere thought of akutagawa pouring tea for his daughter is enough to have him complying with her wishes. “sure, honey. i think i can arrange that.”

[atsulovee]

hello everyone!! i know i've been gone for a couple months, however i'm ready to come back! these last few months have been a whirlwind, so i thank all of you for sticking around (including those who decided to follow me during my impromptu hiatus <3)

so as a little come back event, i decided i'll be doing KINKTOBER this year!!

because it's spooky month, every one of these prompts will have a horror/ dark theme. as such, all of these fics contain dark content. specific trigger warnings will be on each post, so no unwelcome surprises!

i am using my own prompts as i couldn't find the official list when i started writing these haha

though i'm doing the full challenge, i'm only posting the 'x reader' fics here, check out my ao3 for the full collection!

click Keep Reading for the prompt list!

DAY 1 - Wooden horse, Dazai x Reader x Chuuya

DAY 2 - Knife play, Dazai x Reader

DAY 5 - Human furniture, Dazai x Reader x Akutagawa

DAY 11 - Sadism, Yosano x Reader

DAY 12 - Bukakke, Dazai x Chuuya x Reader x Atsushi x Akutagawa

DAY 16 - Bondage, Fyodor x Reader x Nikolai

DAY 21 - Religion, Fyodor x Reader

DAY 23 - Impact play, Atsushi x Reader x Akutagawa

DAY 25 - Branding, Jouno x Reader x Techo

DAY 28 - Breeding, Bram x Reader

DAY 29 - Fuck or Die, Dazai x Reader

DAY 30 - Revenge porn, Chuuya x Reader

DAY 31 - Torture, BEAST! Dazai x Reader x BEAST!Chuuya

would you like to be tagged in any of these fics? fill out my kinktober taglist form!

[oompaloompadidu]

I don't know if you do NSFW bc I just started reading your blog (love it btw^^) but if you do can you do a Chuuya x f!reader who has a really high sex drive or just constantly on him? If you don't do NSFW can you do BSD med x GN!reader who's really clingy with them or just always touching them whether it be just holding pinkies to full on cuddling? And if you're not taking request rn ignore me tyyyy :3

I'm sorry, I suck at writing NSFW 😭😭😭 sorry!

But I can try writing a clingy y/n ❤️ (that's so much me, thanks for requesting this)

Chuuya

He'd most likely love it.

He likes when you just randomly hug him while he's working

Sometimes he let you sit on his lap while he finishes some paperwork

You cuddle a lot in bed/on the couch

Whenever you watch a film together you always end up between his arms

Though, when he's in front of his subordinate or walking around in places where his enemies could see him he doesn't want you to clong onto him or hold his hand.

Akutagawa

Rashomon

No, okay, seriously, I think he wouldn't really appreciate it. He'd try to not offend you but the most he can arrive to is holding hands in public. Sometimes kisses when he's really tired from work and doesn't have the energy to complain, but most of the times you two don't even sleep together.

still, if he comes back hurt from a mission he sleeps with you and he himself becomes quite clingy

It's just so hard for him to handle a relationship and having a clingy s/o would make him nervous/stressed.

Mori

He sees no problem in it

You even sit on his lap during meetings

He also likes when you kiss him in public because finda the faces his subordinates make quite amusing

he's definitely into public sex

And he buys you a lot of lingerie

Dazai

He's even more clingy than you!

Not a great combo... you'll probably always be cuddled up against each other no matter the situation

He LOVES sleeping with you and he'll always be hugging you

Surprisingly he'd rather be the little spoon, both if are or are not taller than him, because it makes him feel safe and loved (things that he didn't really experience when he was a kid)

He got so used to you sitting next to him or on his lap that when you don't he gets up to do it himself.

You two make kunikida uncomfortable by being all lovey dovey at the ada

Ranpo

he has a praise kink, so having someone who constantly hugs/kisses him is like a dream to him

It makes him feel special

He sometimes gives you his candies because it makes you get more clingy

He's surpringly very good in bed and he resists for several hours (~uwu)~

Kunikida

It makes him ABSOLUTELY uncomfortable

He'd do everything to make you stop clinging to him in public, even if that means giving you a kiss in front of people like Dazai or Yosano so that you stop cuddling up against him.

He anyway has a part of his schedule dedicated to cuddles with you everyday.

As akutagawa, he doesn't have experience with relationship so he'd totally trust you on whatever you ask him to do (even weird positions in bed~)

Atsushi

He'd be so embarrassed every time you cling to him

He still wants to make you happy so he'd be okay with cuddling in every situation, even in public

He uses Beast beneath the moonlight to let you play with his tail when he's working and can't give you any attention

Poe

He's very shy so whenever you cuddle up against him he needs to recover from the embarrassment before he can wraps his arms around you and kiss you as well.

He's always mso busy writing that sometimes he doesn't even go to bed, and even when you try to convince him he just repeats every time "the last page" and keeps writing

He doesn't do it to hurt your feelings, he just doesn't realize how much time passes when he's writing

Anyway, when he goes to bed, he just fall on it and fall asleep in your arms like a cute adorable baby 🩷