#dazai is such a simp I swear

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this is the product of my Fem Chuuya brainrot 😃

(*AHEM* @shjsjskshsjs *AHEM*)

A bunch of fem chuuya drawings, ft. Dazai >:)

A LOT of references were used, and I’m way too lazy to go find them again 😃

close ups under the cut :3

Now that I’m looking at em, they’re kinda ugly-

but I poured close to 8-10 hrs on this 😭

Skk my beloveds-

[marikosenwrites]

bungo stray dogs dating headcanons

a/n: note this is for all dazai ranpo atsushi chuuya and akutagawa (in that order) simps <3 my bbys they're all short

warning: names called, kind of ooc(?)

gn!reader

dazai osamu

✧this guy is head over heels for you

✧literally

✧will protect you in anyway possible after losing odasaku (sobb)

✧let's say you're in the agency so he sees you like almost everyday

✧you're the motivation that makes him go to the agency??

✧asks you to do a double suicide with him when you least expect it

✧you say, "some time."

✧DAZAI POUTS SO HARD

✧you chuckle, and ruffle his hair.

✧suddenly. he sits on your lap leaning his head on your shoulder-

✧SLEEPS the day goes by so quickly, and soon, it's already time to get off work and go to dinner with him

✧so you wake him up, "'samu? you said you reserved a table at the restaurant nearby, right?"

✧he jolts up excitedly. "yeah, i did! we're leaving, kunikidaa~"

✧you wave to kunikida on the way out and head for the restaurant

✧yall have a great dinner <3 and head back to the dorm, whereas you and dazai share a dorm!!

✧you take a quick bath and so does dazaiii he is so unbelievably fast

✧he sleeps like a koala. you're his tree.

✧you sometimes almost suffocate and then you wake up and kinda move dazai away from you

✧he grabs tighter.

✧shit ya gonna die but...

"n/n... don't leave me...stay..."

edogawa ranpo

✧you accompany ranpo on any case possible, if kunikida lets you go with him.

✧often times he does, and you're grateful for that

✧though there was this one time that you couldnt accompany ranpo on his case because you had to go for an urgent mission kunikida assigned you

✧he ignored you for so long 😭

✧"r-ranpo... i'm sorry, i had to attend the mission..."

✧he doesn't reply, unlike his usual self

✧you just hug him from behind and hand him a snack, a gesture saying that you're sorry

✧eventually he gives in and leans into your hug

✧you guys chill on the couch while eating popcorn

✧"y/n, y/n, do you wanna hear how the world's GREATEST detective solved today's case?" he asks you enthusiastically (is there a typo)

✧as a good partner, OFC you say yes then he rambles on and on while you eat popcorn and occasionally feed him some

✧you guys soon head to sleep

✧not after you guys take a warmmm bath together in your bathtub, though

✧as you tuck him in, you also give him a big kiss on his forehead, like you always do

✧and get in the bed yourself

"mm. much better. night night, sugar."

nakajima atsushi

✧this guy is so soft for you

✧protect him please and thank you

✧though ofc he wouldnt want you to face akutagawa by yourself

✧that's the only thing he wouldnt want you to protect him from

✧though, it would be nice if you protected him from kunikida's wrath of hell

✧he would come and find you to get to work, if you aren't already living together already

✧you guys walk hand-in-hand to the agency or if you live far, you guys meet up at the train station

✧he sits next to you or near to you in the office

✧kunikida's always complaining how he's always talking to you to his therapist (if he has one i feel like he needs one though)

✧is always paired with you on missions

✧"n/n! are you sure you're okay?" atsushi asks you worriedly.

✧"atsushi, i only bumped into a mannequin by accident-"

✧"are you sure??"

✧you OFTEN need to reassure him that you're fine and it was just a small scratch or something like that

✧he asks multiple times during the day and when you guys sleep he's just like searches for scratches that you're hiding not very obviously cuz he's worried

✧likes holding you when you sleep and you just lean into the crook of his neck like <333 you help him get rid of his nightmares

"good night, n/n... sleep well..."

nakahara chuuya

✧best fucking partner i swear

✧head over heels for you part 2

✧is kind of worried about protecting you if you get targeted by the public

✧only kind of though *wink wink*

✧his ability can protect you well and protect the city

✧if you ever get missions, asks you to send all the files to him just in case you go for more than a day and no one knows where you went

✧"baby, make sure to send me the files before you leave for the mission, alright?"

✧"mhm... i'll make sure to send it tonight, then. just in case i forget tomorrow morning."

✧you don't get lost too often though so he doesn't get to shine TwT

✧when you do though, chuuya gets very very worried and heads to the location to find you

✧always checks if you're okay, if you're heavily injured, fights the guys in like one minute and he's done and then carries you back to pm hq

✧if you're not as heavily injured but still injured (which is often the case if you're lost), still ends the guys in one minute and gets a bandage out of nowhere

✧when he gets home with injuries

✧you get to place kisses on them no matter where they are what they look like

✧sleep with you asking you if you want the big spoon or small spoon

✧you often choose the small spoon

✧rare occasions are that chuuya is heavily injured

✧you and chuuya sleep peacefully <3

"good night, doll. sweet dreams."

akutagawa ryuunosuke

✧akutagawa is clueless about almost everything in a relationship

✧except for that you share affection, i guess??

✧you're always paired with him in missions

✧if you're not akutagawa demands a refund from mori lmao

✧he has gin teach him on the basics of relationships, like what you should do while sharing affection and stuff

✧when you're hurt in a mission he picks you up with rashomon no matter what or how bad your injuries are/injury is, he doesnt care and you need care immediately

✧after picking you up kills the bad guys like "RASHOMON!" that kills them "HOW DARE YOU HURT Y/N?!"

✧"ryuunosuke?? it's only a scratch??" you looked confused to him.

✧"any wound is a fatal wound for you. you don't have an ability, y/n." he states bluntly.

✧you would just kind of bonk his head (so cute omg) and then be like "hmph"

✧he prepares an actual bath for you with bath bubbles and all

✧refuses to join you though he's not used to being completely uncovered in front of someone, even his family/lover

✧after a lot a bit of convincing, you manage to get him in the bath tub with you, relaxing

✧you guys finish bathing with some relaxing in each other's arms

✧he sleeps with a shirt on def but with like boxers on only though

✧he feels better with the shirt cuz rashomon

✧he cuddles you like he's protecting you and stuff

"i love you, y/n. always know that. good night."

a/n: also hoped you liked this! you're always free to request, as long as its in my abilities and i have the time.

©all banners, dividers, and stories are made by marikosenwrites and the pictures in it are from pinterest. i own none of the BUNGO STRAY DOGS/BUNGOU STRAY DOGS/文豪ストレイドッグス characters mentioned here.

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Wheel Spin Anime Poll

Mandatory One Piece™️ break time after I finish up Punk Hazard, so let's throw some shit on a wheel and nyooom. (It's random this time.)

If you're new here, I like anime and hate choosing which anime to watch, so: poll

Propaganda* (*yapping) below the cut. You're allowed to reblog to yap in the tags, for reach, or third reason. You don't have to know me, follow me, like me, or like/know/have watched any of these shows to vote.

Propaganda:

Fairy Tail - Let the Grand Magic Games begin! This option covers Season 6 (ep 151-175) of Fairy Tail.

Kaguya-sama: Love is War - Romance is a PvP sport

Ron Kamonohashi's Forbidden Deductions/Ron Kamonohashi: Deranged Detective - This was originally pitched to me as "Walmart Dazai" and I am very excited to meet another smart yet utterly insane man (and simp over him).

Another - Always down to be fucked up by spooky ghost shit

Ameku M.D.: Doctor Detective - As much as I put this in just regular normal polls I swear this was randomly wheel spun (I should've screenshotted it, I didn't, but source: trust me bro). Anyway, Greg House is a cute anime girl and now season 1 is fully released and, I believe, fully dubbed.

Deadman Wonderland - Abolish prison labour

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Hey y’all, my name is Manic, also Mani, Eden, Dante. I cannot decide on a name so fae rules I have many and they all have different levels of power over me. I have a million bajillion OCs and love yapping about them. Askss are always welcome!

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My interests,:

Anime (Bungo Stray Dogs, Danganrompa, Mashle: Magic and Muscles, Life Lessons with Uramichi Oniisan)

Music: My Chemical Romance, Epic the Musical, Carter Vail, Mother Mother, Jack Staubers Micropop, Epic the Musical, Paramore.

My playlist of disaster:

Misc: Youtbers (too many to list but especially Dan and Phil I’m insane about them), Hellaverse, Glitch Productions, Disney shows, Hannibal.

Warnings for my blog! All of them. I’m not kidding when I say I have a dark blog. Topics of self harm and suicide, real and fictional, darker jokes, mildly suggestive jokes on occasion, romance lots of, I swear like I breathe, every five minutes, and I’m generally insane. Adding warnings for jokes about murder an cannibalism. Also discussion of drugs and poison.

I’m dating the wonderful @pennyroyald and the amazing @wyfy-meltdown and the lovely @cherriwhoops

If you followed me for fandom shit or my own art I promise I do much more being deranged then actual stuff

Attempting to bring back the word groovy and it’s vibes into the mainstream.

I’m very mentally stable (no) and my blog reflects that (lies)

Number like 7 Dazai simp it isn’t even funny it’s an illness at this point. He actually owns my soul, I want to stab him with knives.

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Come a Little Closer | Chapter 5 (final)

Read: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

Words: 4489

Pairs: gn!reader/Arthur; f!MC/Mozart

Tags: swearing; drinking; spoilers from Mozart’s and Arthur’s route in one big bowl of salad; lots of pet names (because I love it); MC is the one in-game, just to make it more clear; Mozart being petty; reader and Arthur being adorable and chaotic; suggestive scenes because we have Arthot as one of the main characters; Arthur simping over you.

Breakfast had been as normal as it could be. Dazai entered through the window, returning from who knows where; Theo stuffed his face with pancakes and syrup; and Jean had to be dragged out of his room to actually eat something. However, Mozart didn’t show up, and you didn’t hear him playing through the night, so you weren’t sure what happened.

When everyone finished and dispersed to their respective rooms and errands, you went to the kitchen to clean up. Arthur sometimes stayed to keep you company, chat about trivialities, and even help when Sebastian allowed him — and he didn’t approve much of Arthur’s help ever since the writer said he’d do the dishes, hit his arm on three glasses that were too close to the edge of the sink, and broke them. Today was one of those days that he stayed but wasn’t allowed to touch anything.

Sebastian went to Comte’s office, probably to give him his morning tea, while MC was assembling Isaac’s brunch. And Arthur pulled a chair to your side, hugging you by the waist while you finished polishing the cutlery.

“I’ll get this to Isaac. Be right back!” MC said, leaving the kitchen.

“Sooo,” Arthur said, a cheeky smile on his face. He got up to corner you against the counter. “Looks like we’re alone, my love.”

“Well observed, detective,” you giggled.

“Any ideas?”

"Lots of them,” you said, turning around to look at him. He grinned, but it faded quickly. “But none for right now because I have a ton of work to do.”

"Come on, honey, humor me," he pouted, and you couldn't help but burst into laughter.

“I’m sorry, honey, but I really need to finish here,” you consoled him. “But I can make up to you some other time.”

“Mmm, tempting,” he leaned in and gave you a quick kiss on the lips.

"For God’s sake, I don’t want to see it every time I walk into a room,” Mozart said, sounding disgusted. “I promised to behave, but you have to as well. And it’s not sanitary to do it here,” he frowned.

“Would you prefer we go to my room?” Arthur asked, smirking.

The musician looked at you, as if asking permission to kill your boyfriend right this instant. He opted to just groan and get something to eat. “Don’t push your luck.”

“I’m just teasing you, Wolfie. You need to get laid to relax a little.”

Mozart whipped around so fast to face Arthur that his neck snapped, his eyes widening in horror and surprise. He was blushing so hard that even his ears were red. You didn’t know if it was anger or embarrassment, probably both.

“Why would you say it out loud?” you sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“Was?” His voice finally came out. Looked like Arthur broke your brother.

Silence. No one dared to say a word for a whole minute.

“Is everything okay, Mozart?” MC’s melodious voice cut through the awkward silence, prompting all three of you to stop staring at each other and turn to look at her standing in the doorway. You really liked MC, but now was the worst time for her to come back. “Your face is really red. Are you sick? Can I help you with something?”

Oh, no. 

“Yes, yes!” Arthur said. You gazed at him, seeing his grin widening on his face. You told him that you thought Mozart was starting to like MC, and he couldn’t resist such good timing for teasing. “I think you’re the only one who can help Wolfie right now.”

“Oh!” She took a step forward, her eyes filled with concern. “What can I do for you?”

Mozart didn’t say anything, just glared at Arthur and left the room, muttering something under his breath; you’d bet he was swearing in German. He didn’t even have time to grab coffee or something to eat before leaving, just some blanc.

MC followed the musician with her gaze until he was out of sight. Frowning, she looked back at you. “What happened? Did I do something?”

“No, you did nothing. Don’t worry.” You glanced at your boyfriend, a scowl on your face. “But you…”

“I didn’t know that would happen!” He raised his hands to try to defend himself. “But it was funny.”

“I’d sleep with an eye open tonight, just to make sure,” you sighed.

xxx

Mozart ran to his music room and slammed the door shut. He sat down on his piano bench to catch his breath; he wasn’t used to running. Yes, as soon as he was out of the kitchen, he ran. He didn’t know why, he just knew he had to get out of there. Usually, he was really good at ignoring Arthur or making a snarky comment back, but today his brain stopped functioning; the scoundrel really outdid himself. MC arriving didn’t help either; she looked so worried, his heart panged when he saw her face.

How was he supposed to look at her now? He knew he acted weird, and she wouldn’t let it slip. She was stubborn and usually did everything she could to make him talk to her. Wasn’t that how they started chatting anyway? He didn’t know if he should be grateful or not because this was the whole reason for his predicament now, but he really didn’t want to talk about what happened.

His mood soured when he realized he had no way out. He agreed to teach her how to play the song he composed for her. She’d probably look for him when she wasn’t so busy, and deep in his heart, he longed for the time he’d spend with her. On the other hand, he knew every lesson he taught her would be a countdown to the day she’d go away — the day she’d leave the mansion forever and never come back. He groaned aloud; his sour mood only worsened now.

Mozart looked down at the piano, attempting to keep himself busy, but he couldn’t concentrate. He wasn’t oblivious or dense. After spending the night thinking about it, he came to the logical conclusion that she was the shortest friendship he ever had because he was in love with her. And that’s when the problem really started. What should he do about it? Should he say something? Would she be mad at him if he told her about his feelings? Was there even a slight chance of her reciprocating? Would she stay if he asked? Did he have the right to ask that of her? He mistreated her half of her time in the mansion; would she even believe he was now in love with her?

He blamed your stupid advice; that was the reason he was going crazy. ‘Won’t hurt to just think’, his ass! He spent the whole night thinking about MC, without being able to reach a conclusion that made actual sense and wouldn’t hurt anyone. When he realized, the sun was rising while he was still staring at his ceiling in silence, his heart beating faster than ever before.

He didn’t realize he had missed lunch until his uncomfortable thoughts and lonely silence were broken by the worst person — again. Three knocks on the door and her sweet voice calling him.

“Mozart? Are you in there?”

He thought back to what Arthur said in the kitchen in the morning, how worried she looked, what you told him about his feelings… it all made his breath hitch in his throat. He heard her mumble something and realized he hadn’t responded yet. She was probably leaving, assuming he wasn’t there. Would she continue to look for him or just give up and go back to her chores?

“Come in,” he replied, his voice was hoarse, so he cleared his throat to try to make it better. He turned around to look at her, and as soon as she entered the room, her sweet, alluring scent hit his senses hard. He was so screwed.

“You didn’t show up for lunch,” she said with a smile that seemed to illuminate the whole room, and he thought he’d go blind. “So I brought you a plate and some blanc.” She set the tray on his coffee table, studying his face with a frown. “You look tired.”

“I stayed up all night.”

“Really? I didn’t hear your piano like I usually do.”

“I was in my bedroom, just couldn’t sleep,” he wearily answered.

“Mmm… If you need something, tell me,” she said, her voice filled with worry. “I’ll try to help in any way I can.”

“Yes, thank you,” he sighed.

“I mean it,” she said matter-of-factly, reassuring her support to him. He only nodded, and she smiled. “Great.”

He noticed how she stood in the middle of the room, looking at him and fidgeting with her fingers. “You want to ask about your lessons, right?” he inquired. She was too easy to read, and he found it delightful.

“Ah, well… yes. But I don’t wanna impose! You already spent the whole night awake, you should rest.”

“It’s fine. I’m free now,” he shrugged. If he was gonna suffer with her presence, it’d be better to just do it already. “What about you?”

“Ah, I need to help clean the kitchen, but then I’ll be free for a while!”

“Alright, I’ll be here then,” he tried to sound nonchalant as usual.

She left the room with a big smile and promised to be back quickly so as not to disturb his composing. If only she knew she was disturbing even when she wasn’t there — not that it was her fault anyway. With a deep sigh, Mozart got up and reached for the food and blanc she brought him, trying not to dwell on how the drink seemed to make no difference to his thirst.

xxx

Despite his heart telling him to scream from the balcony so the whole of Paris would hear that he liked MC, he didn’t do it. He kept quiet, even though it was proving to be hard to keep it to himself during their music lessons. And with each passing day, he felt like he was about to explode the whole mansion, because each day that passed brought him one day closer to her leaving.

“Wait, what was this note again?” she asked, pointing at the music sheet in front of them. Mozart had dragged another bench for her to sit beside him, to make it easier to teach her, of course.

“An E,” he replied patiently. “It’s this one here.” He played the key.

“Okay!” She tried playing again.

“Just remember, it changes when the clef changes.” She shot him a quizzical look, and he thought it was the most adorable expression he had ever seen on her face — at least at the moment; he believed she had many other ‘most adorable expressions’. He pointed to the music sheet. “Pay attention here. See? With the treble clef, it’s E. But with the bass clef, it’s G.”

“Ah, right…” She frowned and sighed. 

“Do you want to play with only your right hand for now? It’s easier.”

“No, I can do it!” She perked up and smiled again. She stared intently at the music sheet, and he heard her mumbling the notes to figure out where she should place her hands. “Here, right?”

“Right. But use this finger.” He gently guided her left hand, his touch lingering a second longer than necessary.

She hummed in agreement and started to play. She wasn’t the best music student, but he could tell she was really trying. Slowly pressing the keys, she took her time to think about which note to play and then executed it, prolonging all the durations. She was biting her lip in concentration, grimacing whenever her finger didn’t press the key with the necessary strength, and the sound was almost inaudible.

If any other person played the way she did, Mozart would find it hideous and make them stop. However, it was her. And as quickly as he figured out his feelings, he realized they ran deep, because, for him, she was playing something beautiful.

She was still in the first page and probably wouldn’t be able to finish learning the whole song before leaving, but he could tell that she was happy with just learning it at all. She had a huge smile when she turned to look at him, caught by surprise to find he was studying her face.

“A-ah… Erm… How was it?” She hesitated, the words seemed to fly away from her brain when she gazed into his eyes.

“Not the worst,” he replied.

He leaned over a little, enough to be closer than usual. Taking a deep breath, he frowned. It was already hard to sit beside her, but her scent was almost unbearably more intense this close. He twirled a lock of her hair around his index finger and brought it to his face, savoring her delicious scent as he kissed it without even realizing what he was doing.

“Um, Mozart?” she asked, her face blushing. 

“Are you wearing a new perfume?”

“No,” her voice was almost a whisper. “Why do you ask?”

“Just curious,” he replied dismissively.

She opened her mouth to say something but closed it again when she looked into his eyes, noticing how they stared right into her soul. Her breath hitched, and she saw his gaze waver; it lasted for a second or two, but she noticed — she paid him enough attention.

He continued to stare at her intensely. With his keen ear, he clearly heard the hitch in her breath, and he wondered if he could also hear her heartbeat.

Could he hear her blood pumping in her veins?

Could he feel it?

Unconsciously, he leaned closer, entranced by his own thoughts.

He stopped when he heard her release a low whimper. What was he doing? His eyes widened slightly; he had never felt this out of control before. Though he should back away, he found himself unable to move. She showed no sign of retreating either. He assumed she was too stunned to move, and he was right, though not for the reason he initially thought.

She was already nervous around Mozart, but it intensified now. She wasn’t clueless or stupid; she knew she liked him, even if they had gotten close just a week ago or so. She didn’t want to tell him anything — not now, at least — and risk ruining the friendship they had just started. However, how was she supposed to keep it together when he acted like... that? She swore he was about to kiss her or... bite her — maybe both. Goosebumps ran up her spine, and she took a deep breath, trying to calm down her heart. Keyword: try.

“I-I’m on dust duty after this,” she stuttered, her voice still low. He raised an inquisitive brow, not following where this topic was coming from. “I’ll help Sebas with dinner later and probably go downtown with YN to run some errands. Some residents asked us to buy stuff next time we were downtown…” She was rambling; he had never seen her so nervous. She was always a talkative person, but there was something endearing about how she was speaking so rapidly and randomly in that moment. She even slipped in some words in her mother language. “I noticed we’re running out of coffee while brewing some this morning, so I have to buy some coffee too… Do you also drink tea? I like tea more than coffee. If you’d like to try some, I can tell you about the ones more likely to suit your taste.”

He couldn’t say anything in response. What was he supposed to say anyway? She stopped talking abruptly, licking her lips and biting them to prevent herself from nervously ranting again. His eyes flicked down to follow the motion and then turned to hers, observing how they apprehensively looked at him. 

Mozart knew his feelings were still new, but if he didn’t do or say something now, when would he? She’d leave in a day and a half… He didn’t have time. On the other hand, it could turn out badly and ruin everything for good. From his point of view, he had two options to consider at the moment: 1. feign innocence and kiss her cheek as a way of expressing friendship, pretending this was his idea from the start; 2. pull away and risk not being able to share his feelings with her, likely also lying that he never tried anything.

However, a third option lingered, one that existed only in her mind for now.

Unable to bear the tension any longer, she was never one to think before acting — that’s how she got there in the first place. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes tightly and prayed for the best, closing the gap between them. It was nothing more than a brush of lips, and then she pulled away slightly, fluttering her eyes open.

“What was that for?” His voice came out as a husky whisper. His face was flushed, and his eyes were unreadable; she thought he might be mad at her.

A little panicky, she straightened her body, averting her gaze. MC nervously fidgeted with her fingers, her throat felt dry, and she believed she had lost her voice. She thought about running away, lock herself in her bedroom, and cry until the door opened again, so she could throw herself straight to the 21st century even if this wasn’t what she wanted. Yes, she was thinking about staying, but if he got angry and she ended up ruining everything, her anxious mind thought it’d be better to just go back to her time in shame — not her home, because she felt at home in the mansion now.

“I-I-I…” She attempted to say something, but her voice caught in her throat, and her lips quivered. A soft sniffle escaped her, and she felt her cheeks getting wet. She wasn’t sure if her legs would be able to keep her steady enough to stand up and run now.

“Why are you crying?” His eyes widened momentarily. Internally, he was panicking and screaming, but he had to maintain a calm expression to avoid startling her further. Gently, he reached for her face, turning her to look at him while wiping away her tears.

MC tried to formulate something, but a sob was the only thing that came out. Feeling vulnerable, stupid, and confused, she found herself surprised by the gentle touch, especially after he had sounded annoyed when asking about the kiss.

Mozart couldn’t stand to see her crying, especially because he didn’t even understand why she was crying in the first place. He pulled her against his chest, embracing her reassuringly. “Don’t cry.” He threaded his fingers through her hair to help calm her down. “Stop crying already.” His words were stern, but his voice remained soft, gentle, and filled with concern. His calm façade was crumbling down.

It took her a few minutes to calm down, and Mozart held her in tightly the whole time. Finally, she let out a shuddered, relieved breath, and he tried to keep her in his arms, but she pulled away. Nervously, she glanced around the music room, as if searching for the right words. He didn’t press; he simply waited, gazing into her puffy eyes and her red, tear-stained face.

“I’m sorry,” she softly murmured. He considered saying something, but realized she probably had more to express; she was only struggling to find the right words. “I didn’t mean to impose and make you upset. It was stupid, and I apologize for… you know.”

“I’m not,” he replied, frowning. 

She looked at him as if she had discovered some brand new information. “You’re not?”

“No.” He raised an eyebrow. Was she bad at reading people or was he bad at showing his feelings? Perhaps a little bit of both.

“Annoyed then?” She frowned, trying to understand. “In any case, I apologize-”

“You have nothing to apologize for,” he interrupted. “But you indeed made a mistake.” Her eyes wavered for only a second.

Mozart leaned in closer again, but this time he didn’t stop to think; he just closed the gap between them. Keeping his eyes open to gauge her reaction, he noticed how she widened her eyes before closing them, and only then did he close his too. Sliding his hand behind her neck, he kept her close to deepen the kiss, feeling her shudder a breath and grab him by his lapel.

It was good, it was like being complete, and it was about to make Mozart be driven by bloodlust. He broke the kiss to gaze into MC’s eyes. She pulled back, and she was about to take her hands away from him, but he held them in place.

“Can you see your mistake now?” he asked, chuckling at her puzzled gaze.

She frowned while playing with his lapel. “But can you blame me?” she said, her voice still stammering a bit. “You send me mixed signals, I’m not sure how to feel, how you feel.”

Oh, he knew what the problem was. He was just too stubborn and shy to admit it out loud. Pulling her into a hug, he hid his flushing face from her while he contemplated how to confess. “I’ll try to make it clear from now on, so you better not cry about it again because I’ll keep you close for a good time.”

“Is this your way of telling me you like me?” She giggled, shaking his body with hers. “See, you need to practice the delivery; it’s still confusing. You talk like you’re scolding me.” She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him back with a squeeze.

“I know.” He smiled and kissed the top of her head.

They stayed there, enjoying the peace and quiet for a few minutes, until she looked up at him, placing her chin on his chest. “It’s really nice here, but I need to go.”

His arms instinctively tightened around her body. “No. I won’t let you go, I can’t.”

“But-”

“No buts. I’m being selfish, and I don’t care.” He gently cradled her face in his hands, treating her like the most precious and delicate thing in the whole world. “You’re staying, you hear me? I might not deserve you after mistreating you for a good time, but you can’t leave! You’re not allowed to leave me!”

Breathing heavily, as if he had just completed a marathon, Mozart continued to gaze into her eyes. His own eyes attempted to convey his feelings. She blinked a few times, tilting her head to the side and leaning into the palm of his hand. It was an action that would’ve made him swoon if not for the extremely confused expression on her face. Didn’t she feel the same? But they just kissed… Didn’t she want to stay?

“What are you saying?” she inquired.

“Exactly what you heard.”

Raising an inquisitive eyebrow, she tried to understand. A playful smile spread across her face in the next second. “Well, well, it looks like I’m not the only one making mistakes today, Mozart.”

He frowned and lightly pinched her cheeks. “Why are you laughing?”

“I was talking about needing to go help Sebastian with dinner.”

“... What?”

“I should ask you: what?” She chuckled. “Did you think I was talking about going to the future? Because I’m not going back; I’ll stay here in the mansion. I already talked to Comte.”

He blinked slowly, processing her question. “You’re not going back home?”

“Mmm, I’m already home.” She flashed him a loving smile, and his heart skipped a beat. “I made up my mind last week. I like it here better than in the future.”

“But you said you wanted to learn the music to play when you went home…”

“Ah, yes… Well, I wasn’t exactly lying; I was still indecisive then. However, I also used it as an excuse to spend more time with you and see if I could do something about my feelings.”

“Honestly…” Mozart sighed and frowned, but she could see him suppressing a smile. “What am I gonna do with you? You better take responsibility for deceiving me.”

He leaned down to kiss her once more, and she laughed. It was so typical of him; she was already getting the hang of reading into his words and actions, but she knew she’d get even better.

They’d have plenty of time, after all.

xxx

Little bonus scene:

Comte was throwing another party to celebrate another guest deciding to permanently live there with them — and he was going all out again.

You were sitting on the couch, a glass of wine in one hand, your boyfriend’s arm over your shoulder, and happiness bubbling inside you. It all felt familiar, as if this entire scene had happened before. And it really had, but things had changed a lot since last time.

This time, you didn’t have to drag your brother or pull the young sibling charm to convince him to play; he was there by his own accord, sitting by the piano with his girlfriend and smiling. You saw Shakespeare passing by, staring at Mozart’s smile, probably thinking someone had already given him alcohol. You knew he hadn’t drunk anything; as cheesy and sappy as it sounded, he was drunk on love.

Arthur was nuzzling his nose against your face and kissing you like another love-drunk vampire when you heard MC’s voice ringing in front of you.

“Hey, guys!” She sat by your other side, smiling. 

Mozart wasn’t with her, but he arrived a few seconds later, with a plate of appetizers and a drink in his hands. He frowned looking at you three and turned to MC, going to sit on her other side. He could sit between you and her, but despite not liking to share her attention, he knew she liked talking to you — and you to her. He gave her the food and drink, and she beamed at him, kissing his cheek.

You and Arthur couldn’t help but notice that Mozart didn’t take a second look in your direction, not even saying anything about how close you were or anything. To his credit, he had been better ever since he and MC got together; his possessive and petty behavior was now fully focused on his girlfriend — who thankfully knew very well how to handle it. They were really a good couple, and you were happy that you had the whole idea of setting them up.

“Told you he needed to get laid to relax,” Arthur said with a mischievous grin.

MC and Mozart whipped their heads to you and Arthur, widening their eyes, while you sighed loudly.

“You really need to stop saying these things out loud…”

Aaaand it’s over! Thank you for your patience waiting for this last update! 🤍

Masterlists

[simping-for-red-flags]

The simp urge to protect Dazai at all costs and swear he never did anything wrong, vs the Aku kinnie urge to put him in a woodchipper and make him pay for his crimes against my baby

This is a war I fight constantly

[justanotherniky]

30 Day HypMic Challenge!

Double post today! Because I wasn't gonna be left behind~

DAY 7: CHARACTER YOU RELATE TO THE MOST/FAVOURITE CHARACTER EVER

🎭 NURUDE SASARA

There's two clauses to this day and Sasara kind of fits both, but mostly he goes here because he's my absolute favourite character in HypMic alongside Ramuda. But I do relate to this bad boi a bit, because if you couldn't tell, clowns who clown together stick together. :)

It took me forever to actually pick a favourite character in HypMic, because there's so many, and because I'm just kind of like that. Takes me a while to commit. :kekw:

And even when I did pick, I couldn't fully settle on one, because as I said, Sasara does share the spot with Ramuda. But I guess they're my favourites for some of the same reasons, but some different ones.

I remember liking Sasara as soon as I met him while listening to the drama tracks. I knew all of the characters already, but when I got to the DotsuHon track, I had never seen Sasara in action yet, I'd just read something off of the wiki and seen pictures of him. I had no strong opinions.

But oh boy was I about to have them.

I just loved him. I didn't expect him to be so smart and clever right off the bat. I was absolutely not expecting to perceive his depth so quickly, even through his usual funny and lighthearted persona. He immediately spoke to me, and I knew I was dealing with one that was going to become one of my favourite characters ever, not just in HypMic. My ult bias, if you will. *wink* (Sasara sits at the same table as Han Jisung in my brain. They should both feel honoured.)

Not to mention that he's, just, hot. Like, LOOK AT THE MAN. I know the orange matched with the green hair is a bit controversial but STILL the idea of a very polished looking outfit but in funky colours and with a silly pattern just feels perfectly in tune with his personality. It fits him! And that also means I get to salivate over him when they choose to remove his jacket in ARB cards. (Looking at you latest event - I was a mess for days.)

Obviously, knowing me, number 1 gay person and BL fan, my favourite character couldn't not be a gay little shit as well. That is something we have in common a stupid amount: both Sasara and I are gay disasters. We would have so much fun simping over men together while drinking tea. Also it is so hilarious that Sasara has such a fixed type in men I swear to god, the Rosho/MCD Samatoki parallels have me cackling every time. This man really replaced his ex he couldn't get over with basically the same guy but in white cum patate. Iconic move. For the history books.

Also, is anyone surprised that my favourite character is once again an ENTP fuckboy? No, I know. No one is. But birds of a feather come together, I guess, because I also am an ENTP fuckboy. :) I wasn't always - I guess this little bastard influenced me, together with some other assholes like Vanitas or Dazai or who knows who else. There's always one.

Should I cut the Sasara ramble short? Maybe. Maybe I should. Thanks to those who stuck around. Stan DotsuHon, stan Sasara. Ship SasaRosho. Peace out xoxo

[dropswand]

Just read bsd 113, and I HAVE THOUGHTS AND QUESTIONS.

Is fyodor immortal? Maybe his claims of being some sort of demon wasn't far off? Like it wasn't the full truth, him being forced or possessed, but him being some sort of demom was. If the book can exist, so can this. Or maybe it's like Supernatural, and how Cas possesses a man and demons takeover people fully and atuff. I don't know man!!

Next is when Fukuzawa imagines the agency and Dazai isn't there. Why? I'm just confused, like is he not a member in his mind, or is it because he's currently in jail and after all the shit he went through with the other members, its not immediately on his mind? I dont know. I swear we never got the impression that Fukuzawa never considered him a member before, so this is straight out of left field.

Also Fukuzawa crying after Teruko finally kills Fukuichi, which like finally, but also made me feel so upset for him. His reminiscing and everything killed me I swear, but Aya coming in and cheering while he's having a moment made me giggle. Bad timing, give him a moment kiddo.

I knew Sigma wasn't dead, just information overload or processing, so I wasn't too worried about that. I'm still not over Fyodor being around for centuries. Also I've felt like this for a while, but he's definitely not dead. Lol.

It's not sensical to kill him off with how little we know, and how much depth there is to yet be explained about him. Lowkey, I feel like if Dazai didn't die this time against him like at all, it's definitely going to be a much closer thing the next time they scuffle. And I'm a Dazai simp sooo.... 💀💀💀

Because Fyodor is definitely alive.

He's like immortal or something, probably has to do with some kind off religious spin off. Kind of like Hazbin Hotel and their spin off lore of religion and stuff.

Also my bet is Tanizaki being chosen to join the mafia. Literally the best, most suitable option. ALSO HE LITERALLY CAUGHT GIN, THE BEST ASSASSIN IN THE PM, OFF GUARD. And wasn't it said, they wanted someone good at assassinations or something, or am I recalling incorrectly. Its been a while... 😓

Ok, that's everthing I can think of rn, I'm going to sleep. Maybe ;)

[imagineanime2022]

Hey, so i am back so have you watch bungou stray dog part 4 yet? I want to request Fuyuko x Kunikida or Dazai (Platonic) even Fuyuko dating Chuya but we don't focuse romance here and nurse's reader was here too his name was Sai if you don't mind can you note my two OC name too, in the end it have two path Fuyuko's main path was Kunikida path but i want to write other path (Dazai's path) first.

Fuyuko or Y/N = Mori's simp reader/Port mafia's executive reader

Sai = Nurse's reader

(I'm sorry if this request was cringe i didn't watch full bungou stray dogs part 4-5 yet if some point that i lost you can add it)

I want to request when Chuya and Fuyuko take order from Mori to rescue armed detective agency and Kunikida ask Fuyuko something before Kunikida jump out from helicopter

Mori order his 2 executives (Fuyuko and Chuya) to rescue armed detective both of them take order, Fuyuko who have duty to control port mafia's armory order her subodinates to prepare helicopter and she going to be th one who fly a helicopter and her subodinate was beside her and Chuya was passenger, Chuya ask Fuyuko to prepare bullets box Fuyuko ask Chuya if Chuya want gun but Chuya reject it. After Chuya get in helicopter, Fuyuko fly a helicopter to help armed detective during flied Fuyuko ask Chuya if armed detective member going to join port mafia Chuya said it part of the deal, Fuyuko said she hope it not Dazai, Kyoka, Kunikida or Sai and Fuyuko's face look troble but Fuyuko calm herself down (can you add Chuya react here?) Fuyuko's subodinate said he see armed detective membees now. Tetcho going to stab Yosano and Sai who is medic in armed detective agancy but Chuya throw bullet and rescue armed detective members and Fuyuko fly helicopter away. In helicopter Sai use his ability to heal anyone (Sai ability is heal small injury and take hurting feeling away too) flowers was around anyone but Sai look pale now and he look like he going to pasa out so Yosano help Sai, Fuyuko avoid Sai eyes and she ask Kunikida where it Kyoka Kunikida answer and Fuyuko worried but she keep calm and Kunikida said don't it going to be the day that port mafia help them but Chuya said port mafia didn't help them but Fukuzawa have deal with Mori to exchange armed detective agancy member to port mafia. Kunikida talk about his ideal and what Jono said was right, Sai sass at Kunikida if his head was injury but Fuyuko more worried to Kunikida even she was rival with Kunikida so Fuyuko softly ask Kunikida if he alright and Fuyuko tell Kunikida not to leave his ideal (can you add Kunikida react?) Than something happen sword stab on Kenji and Fuyuko and sword almost cut her hand but she harden her skin in time (can you add Chuya react?) Fuyuko's subodinate was panic and Tetcho active his ability to fly after them by use his sword, Tetcho going to go in helicopter but Chuya kick fire extinguisher at Tetcho, Tetcho fall but Tetcho grap iron bar and try to get in again Chuya going to kick Tetcho again but Tetcho dodge his kick, Kunikida ask Tanizaki to find real criminal, Fuyuko going to pull out her gun to shoot Tetcho but Kunikida turn to Fuyuko and Kunikida ask Fuyuko to protect armed detective agancy and Kunikida ask Fuyuko to swear with her life, Fuyuko know Kunikida going to sacrifice himself to protect other members from the first time Fuyuko was yell to Kunikida to stop (Fuyuko never rise her voice this loud before) but it too late Kunikida jump out of helicopter and he use his ability notebook to make bombs and Kunikida blow up himself with Tetcho. Yosano pull Sai and Kenji out and Sai use his last healing ability to heal Kenji before Sai pass out, Yosano take care other and Sai, Fuyuko still injury and she was bleeding but she calm herself and she order her subodinate to emergency landing and she calm her subodinate down too, Chuya contect to port mafia and Chuya order port mafia to send backup team and medic team too.

After go back to port mafia base Fuyuko go to medic room and Fuyuko ask her subodinates to protect armed detective agancy and she order her subodinates to find Kunikida but they find only Kunikida ideal book that get rip by Jono and Fuyuko was piss off, Fuyuko don't like Kunikida ideal much too but she also don't like when other people disrespect other ideal. Suddenly Fuyuko's radio have voice come out it was Dazai's voice who is her best friend.

And in the end it was Dazai path and Kunikida path main path was Kunikida path because Fuyuko was woman who keep her word and Kunikida earn her respect after this even Kunikida was her rival but i want to see Dazai path first so i going to send Dazai path script to you. Sorry for being cringe. If you don't mind can you write this request before my other request?

- Bossy anon

Sorry it took so long, hope you like it!

Here

[thefetusfroggy]

hello I am Mia (irl name) but you can call me froggy/osha!(if you want)

but please before we start no pedo’s zoo files (I spelt that wrong) no anything because I will get uncomfortable and sad

I’m a minor and I’m not sharing my age unless I trust you a lot

I have a few other acc @ask-ryuuzaki-asanuma @ask-ryuuzaki-shiba @ask-bluelock @love-pillar-mitsuri-kanroji @muichiro-tokito-mist-hashira @i-have-schizophrenia @i-am-on-the-run @mrwhatahassleman

me family

I love blue lock and all my favourite characters:

Bachira

oilver

micheal

ness

sae

nagi

chigiri

reo

aryu

shidou

tabato

eita

kurona

gagamaru

jin

niko

hiori

nanase

pablo cavazos

itsuki

Charles

sendou

lavinho

Bungo stray dogs characters I like:

Dazai

chuuya

atsushi

nikolai

fyodor

akutagawa

sigma

kenji

yeah I have a lot…. (And none of them r in order)

I took two tests to see if I have schizophrenia, the first one I took said “early stages of schizophrenia” and the second one said “possibility of schizophrenia” :) took another one and it said “early schizophrenia”

I have friends surprisingly

I have two brain sells fighting for 3rd place

she/her and I am a polyamory and omnisexual

my birthday is on Australia Day! (Aka 26th of January)

imma swear a lot so if you’re not comfortable with it I sorry

I’m a tomboy who has had an addiction to gore for 3years :]

BESTIES WITH YO HIORI AND BACHIRAAAAAAA!!!!!

anyway hears pics of me husband:

ISN’T HE THE CUTEST THING EVER?!?!?!

My likes: eyeballs, pencils, pushie’s, drawing, horror, anime, my friends, soccer, football, basketball, autumn, being flashy, rice, cats, frogs, kiwi, foxes, bunny/rabbits, art, manga my plushie army, my very precious bear I got from my uncle, Germany, Greece, Japan, London, butterflies

my dislikes: dogs, my grade, mainly every girl in existence

imma fucking extrovert who is loud as fuck

fandoms I’m in:

Blue lock-2023

demon slayer-2022

death note-2022

my hero academia-2024

one piece-2024

jujutsu kaisen-2024

Bungo stray dog-2024

I fucking love nirvana and my favourite songs by them are: something in the way, smells like teen spirit, come as you are and heart-shaped box

I’m on discord, Pinterest, and hopscotch my name on discord is mushroomandfrog_ and on Pinterest it’s bleepbloopblaap and on hopscotch it’s ryuuzaki

my favourite colour is purple and I got a new addiction to light green even tho I hate green-

my least favourite charcters in all of anime is gojo, nanami, geto, Tojo, shinobu, Kanao, Rengoku, Kanae, Dabi

imma do this :3, :>, :D, :), :] a lot

my favourite singer’s/actors are Margot Robbie, Melanie Martinez, nirvana/kurt cobain, mitski, maya Hawke, Metallica, Drake>:] jk I hate him

I dye my hair a lot because I hate my natural hair(blonde) I dyed it purple and red sorta like todoroki in mha but the red ate the purple and I dye my hair red now

I hate winter and spring (it’s spring rn in Australia) because winter is to cold for me and my asthma says “hello” and spring my asthma fucking comes in and says “hola bitch time to fucking kill ya” so yeah it’s worst in spring

I love London, Germany, Greece and Japan :)

I fucking love mulan she is so fucking awesome!

I fucking have anger issues and because of that my friends fear for there life when I get mad cuz I was angry once and hit my friend and he cried happy tears but tears at the same time

I’m an atheist and I will not hate on your religion or anything:3

*boops you*

Y’ALL MY FUZZY WUZZY WALKING SNAKES!

I bite people

and can kinda speak Spanish only a few words tho nothing else

Go follow my favourite people(rn the list might get bigger)(also u don’t have to follow dem

@stellapuffs @matthew-knyshait @the-hugger @thecrazyalchemist @yippe3allthedamnnamesrtaken @larz-barz @pau1i3s-w1f3y @number-2-hero-hawks @local-giyuu-simp @arandomaltofainsaneperson @simp4diobrando @ghostbite0 @hiro--aoki @shrii-kk

[tricoloured-cat]

I have a feeling Ango was literally modeled after the ideal Japanese male aesthetic

[incorrect-ikevamp-quotes]

Do you ever just listen to songs that remind you of your ikevamp lads on repeat or are you normal

[chuuyascumsock]

Hiya! Could you write some Akutagawa fluff? I swear this guy cold and stoic but when it comes to his S/O he sometimes enjoys to be pampered. He likes to feel his partner's warmth and light touch on his skin. Oneshot would be great. Ryu coming home to his love and seeing them sitting on couch already feels like home :] Thank you, I adore your work

Your Embrace Is Home

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke/Reader Drabble

A/N: I sure can do so! But I don’t really do Oneshots at the moment since my Oneshots are usually 2k+ words and I already have a few planned out. So here’s a Drabble (less than 1k word count) to soothe your troubles. Also, I’d like to note that I technically should not be doing this because I have a deal with an irl friend that I can’t simp (AT ALL, INCLUDING WRITING FANFICS) about any characters for $20 and a secret reveal at the end of this month so if any of you snitch on me it’s over for y’all lol.

Rarely did Akutagawa ever fail a mission, yet this one had been exceptionally hard with that weretiger getting in the way, Dazai by his side. Seeing the former mafia executive took a heavy toll on his emotional and mental state, leaving him feeling more exhausted than usual. It seemed to become more of a common occurrence with each passing week. They just didn’t know when to stop interfering.

Trudging into your apartment was like entering a safe space, unarguably, it felt like home more-so than his own place. A place he could lock him and yourself away from the world— the idea was comforting. That feeling of comfort only grew as your head lifted from your book a small smile on your face. The warm light from your fireplace created a soft glow against your skin.

“Hello, how was your— are you alright, Ryuu?” Your smile fell into a gentle look of concern as you noted just how tired and roughed-up he looked.

His lips pressed together, feeling too worn out to answer. Instead, he quietly coughed into his hand and deeply inhaled. It didn’t stop him from making his way around the couch to where you sat, your book now placed on the table stand next to you.

“Was it him again?” You gathered, cautiously wording your sentence.

The cushion next to you sunk as Akutagawa wordlessly confirmed your suspicions with a shaky exhale. He watched your fireplace crackle for a moment as you shifted closer to him. Unconsciously, Akutagawa began to lean into your touch, your warmth carrying over to him as he embraced you, limbs entangling messily.

You fell to your back against the arm of your couch, slightly taken off-guard by the shift in position, yet no complaints fell from your lips. Though he smelt of faint copper and the earthy ground, you melted further into his arms.

There was another heavy inhale and exhale from Akutagawa as his stiff limbs relaxed against you, his eyes screwing shut as he focused on your cleaner scent, wanting to wash the smell of blood and debris from his senses. To wash away the events from earlier that day.

A hand made its way into his slightly tangled hair, fingers curling and stretching to straighten them out as you hummed lightly, “Tough day, then?” You asked rhetorically.

Akutagawa watched through his lashes as the fire flickered back and forth, a content sigh leaving his nose, “Yes.”

A little taken aback by the response, you pushed past it and continued to run your hands through his hair, “Is this helping?”

“Yes,” He responded even quieter.

Taking in the noticeable lull in his tone, you stopped talking altogether and let the warmth of the fireplace and his body seep through your clothes.

With his eyes fluttering closed, Akutagawa felt a home in your embrace.

[scarahours]

𝐅#𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐃! [10 can't it be me?]

Speak of the devil,

"[name]! Are you okay?!" Diluc rushed down the flight of stairs, chasing after you.

And he shall appear.

Scaramouche didn't even need to hear your answer. He'd already found the man in question.

"You motherfucker." Without a single thought, Kunikuzushi lunged forward and grabbed Diluc by the collar - pinning him down on the cold cement as he raised his fist up and swung it against his face.

You stand appalled for a moment before immediately grabbing Scaramouche by his arms to pry him off of the redhead.

"Oh my god! Kunikuzushi stop, let him go!" But despite your best efforts, he merely shakes you off as he continued his assault on the man beneath him.

"LET HIM GO?! THIS BASTARD?" He shouts, but not in the way that a parent would scold their child - no.

He was mad at Diluc for making you cry, but most of all - he was mad at himself for being unable to do anything to stop it. Why, why do you still care so much for the person who's hurt you one too many times? Why are you still defending him?

"JUST STOP OKAY? HE'S NOT WORTH IT AND YOU'LL JUST GET IN TROUBLE!" Your voice cracks from all the shouting, and Kunikuzushi swears he hears his heart shatter.

Ah, so you were thinking about him...

Not Diluc, not anyone else - but him.

You tug on his sleeves, pleading: "Please, let's just go."

He stops, standing up and looking down at what he'd just done. Yet he doesn't feel pity at all, instead, he sneers. Like he'd been waiting for this moment all this time. Diluc doesn't say anything and looks away from him, even with a messed up face he still somehow manages to look good - well enough to count as passable at least.

"I'm not done with you, asshole." Scaramouche turns around and takes your hand in his, intertwining both your fingers alike as he leads you out of the building.

A figure emerges from behind the stairs with a shit eating grin painted across his face.

"You look like shit." He chuckles.

"As if you're any better. Now help me get to the clinic, Kaeya."

"Oh no, riddle me this first. Tell me dear brother, why is it that you just layed there and took the beating?" Kaeya puts a hand on his hip, awaiting for Diluc's answer.

He sighs, shutting his eyes bitterly, "I had a feeling I deserved that."

"Why would you do that?" You ask Kunikuzushi in disbelief, walking closely behind him

"Excuse me? You're seriously asking me that question?" Are you stupid or what?

"I mean - WHY would you go so far for me? We barely know each other." He stops in his track, snapping his head towards you.

For a moment, you swear you see a flash of genuine hurt in his eyes. But it disappeared just as fast as it came.

"You may think of it that way but it's not the same for me."

"Now what does that even—" "Did you eat lunch yet?" Kunikuzushi cuts you off.

"No I didn't." You place a hand atop your stomach, you can feel it growling in hunger.

"Come on then, move faster."

FUN FACTS:

I don't like burgers it genuinely doesn't appeal to me

I had to rewrite everything from memory because Tumblr didn't save it gn

Ignore the time stamp pls

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[tender-rosiey]

Heyoooo I know you get a lot of bsd requests but um mind if I make one 🥺👉👈

Headcannons for the bsd characters of your choice getting their wisdom teeth removed?

Feel free to trash this if you feel, after all you're already blessing us with your presence on this godforsaken app 💘✨

❥ Bsd Characters their wisdom teeth removed

Includes: Chuuya and Dazai

A/N: AHHH I LOVE YOU 💕 I hope you like this dear! 🥺💖 I hope you don’t mind- I picked my top two of BSD men 👉 also sorry this is late 😔

Dazai Osamu:

The clingiest of them all

In public and in private

“Y/N LEMME KISS YOU!” But obviously muffled

The sedation anesthesia is sure doing some work

Like he will keep on rambling about how you are so cute and so lovely

“You know pretty person, Y/N is really adorable.”

Yes he doesn’t recognize you at first and just calls you ‘pretty person’

“She is so loveable and sweet, makes me wanna keep holding her and protect her from this piece of shit of a world.”

Will hold your hand while talking cause he knows how your hand feels like

And no it’s not creepy

But when he looks up to your face he will be like “I HAVE A BEAUTIFUL GIRLFRIEND YOU CANT JUST TOUCH ME LIKE THAT >:(“

Dazai bby you initiated it

So like basically

His inner simp is out

Even more than it already was

For some reason he insists on going to the agency

You wonder why but then the answer becomes as bright as day when you see talking Kunikida’s ear off

While Kida is one second away from making Dazai a dead man of a pancake 🥰

Save your boyfriend cutie

at home he will just stick to you like glue

He will be a dumbass and try nuzzling into your chest only to realize again that he has shit in his mouth and that it’s hurting him like a bitch

Maybe things from his past might slip out of his mouth

Might just might get emotional and tell you about how thankful he is to have you in his life 🥺

When the sedation’s effect goes away

You have blackmail

Dazai might play it off as a joke or like he doesn’t care

But if you threaten to show it anyone he will be on his knees begging you to not ruin his reputation

“BELLADONNA I AM A MAN KNOWN FOR BEING GOOD AND MATURE AND-“

“Mature what now?”

*starts dancing to a song*

My phone: why the fuck you lying why you always lying?

Chuuya Nakahara:

Y/N please control this crazy man

He will literally destroy anything and everything if you don’t

You were there through the process while holding his hand when the doctor was doing the magic

Chuuya was calm and was just clinging to your hand

When you walked out to get water however

You heard multiple screams from the room Chuuya was in (´⊙ω⊙`)

“Y/N-SAN I BEG YOU PLEASE COME BACK HE-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

Chuuya threw everyone out of the room with gravity manipulation in the name of loving and wanting you

“CHU WHY DID YOU THROW THEM?-“

“Wanted you >:(“

Now Soft chuuya is in the house

“Y/n cuddles. Please.”

Aw

Just wants you to remind him that you love him

“Even with my cotton?”

Yes chuuya

You can take pictures of this and yay another man to blackmail him cause damn being superior is nice

This is some good tea and he will probably throw your ass to the oblivion even if he loves you

Don’t make him touch the kitchen tho

He is usually a good cook

but he will burn the house to ashes if he tries to even make an omelette

“sorry bubby, wanted to make you some :(“

When the sedation cause away is when he will just fully let his inner gremlin out

“DELETE THE DAMN VIDEOS Y/N OR I SWEAR-“

“Look woman I love you but I won’t hesitate to break your phone.”

Tell him you did this because he looked cute and not because of blackmail

He then will just blush and curse you for making his heart flutter easily

Tsundere

Send them to Tachihara

He will show the whole mafia

And Chuuya will commit arson

After teaching you a lesson though

I will let you wonder what type of lesson ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

copyright © 2020 tender-rosiey

do not copy or plagiarize or you will be reported

[mrpenguinpants]

Childe/Tartaglia: “Enemies” to “Lovers”

Aww, thank you 💕💕 All of you are so lovely ;-; Coming out from the bushes and attacking me.

Have you guy’s seen the Childe trailer? It’s in Chinese but holy shit I want him?? Who is Xiao anymore? WHAT ARE LOYALTIES??? I’m gonna ATTEMPT to roll for Childe. I love snake two faced characters so much.

I’ve never written for Childe before and there’s not a lot to go off on but I will try my best. Honestly, he’s like Dazai 2.0 for me lol.

I’m not sure what scenario you wanted but since I’m hard simping for this man, I made this a lot a bit self indulgent. I actually had a completely different idea so that’s where the enemies to lovers title comes from before I scrapped it. Now if you’ll excuse me, here’s your 2k words of food.

Update: Guess what? You’re getting a part 2. Don’t know when but now I have a taglist if you want to be added and tagged when it comes out 

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Childe/Tartaglia: “Enemies” to “[Lovers]”

Childe silently hops over the wall and onto the roof in the dead of night. The moon was shining high, casting dark shadows that he slips in between them as he eyes his destination. An open window leading to an important personnel. Usually, he would send an agent to observe, but once he learned who this secret person was, he decided to take it into his own hands. To stretch his muscles a bit. His hand quickly caught the edge of the window sill as he raises himself and drops into the spacious room. He whistles lowly as he looks around. This was a big room but it wasn’t that much of a surprise, considering who was staying here.

“Thank you, have a good night.”

His head perks up as he hears a voice and steps into the shadows of the room. He can faintly make out an outline of a body behind the sliding doors and stands back, out of sight. He watches as the doors slowly open and the person he’s been looking for steps in. One of the leaders of the Qixing. As soon as the door’s close behind you, your shoulder’s finally relaxed before turning around to walk to the other end of the room where a large mirror was placed. You loosen the pin holding your clothes up, finally ready to get rid of these heavy clothes. He quickly averts his eyes but your voice once again breaks the silence.

“Do you make it a habit of watching others without their knowledge or are you going to say something?” you ask as you turn around as your eyes roam around what appeared to be an empty room. He weighs his options before shrugging and stepping out into the moonlight with his arms raised in mock surrender.

“I swear I would look away. I’m a bad guy but I’m not one of those types. I promise!” He laughs casually despite the circumstance, “I’m surprised you noticed me. But I suppose one of the Qixing would be capable of such an act.”

“Oh no, you were perfect. You just came at a bad time. But who are you? You don’t act like an agent” you eyed him carefully as you fiddled with your pin.

“I’m Childe, one of the Fatui’s Eleven Harbingers,” he replies giving a mock bow in your direction. He watches your reaction to see if you’ll panic and call for the Millelith. Instead, you simply nod along and you’ve stopped fiddling with the pin on your clothing.  

“Ah, I’ve met a few of you Harbingers. You don’t look like one” you remarked as you turn around once again to finally undo the pin. Childe quickly turns his gaze away as you settle the heavy clothes on the table to fold. You pull your inner clothes closer to yourself to keep warm in the chilly room.

“I’m a bit too young to see their way of thinking. So I don’t fit in well with them,” he shrugs unbothered. He’s never liked the other Harbingers anyways, “I wasn’t aware that the Qixing had other leaders present.”

“Well, the Qixing prefer to keep things somewhat discreet-”

“Yaoguang? Is everything alright? We heard voices,” one of the Millelith cuts you off as both Childe and your eyes dart to the paper screen door. Childe steps silently towards the window sill, ready to escape if needed. He would have to do a lot of unnecessary explaining if he were caught and the Qixing were already suspicious of the Fatui.

“Yes, I’m alright. I haven’t heard anything at all. Are you sure you are alright? Maybe you should rest,” you quickly walk to the door and slide it open just enough for the Millelith to see your face. The Millelith shakes his head and quietly apologizes for disturbing you before leaving.

“That looks like my cue to go, it’s getting pretty late anyway,” Childe smiles as he ducks under the window sill and gives a small wave back to you.

“Have a good night Childe.”

“You too, Yaoguang.”

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“Don’t you think the Qixing are a bit too secretive?”

You turn around to see Childe sitting on the window sill as he ponders the thought. His right leg is resting on his left knee as his arm hold’s his chin as he stares at the wall in front of him. You give him a quick once over before going back to what you were doing, polishing your pin.

“Are you sure one of the Fatui should be saying that? Your organization plays with deceit and trickery” you laugh quietly to yourself as you place your pin in a old wooden box. It looked out of place in the room with the crude drawings and chipped paint, but Childe thought it suited you.

“Hey, I don’t agree with those methods at least! I’m here in front of you, aren’t I? But what about you? Aren’t you keeping me a secret from the Qixing?” he grins mischievously as he directs his attention onto you. Your back to still to him but he can watch your face in the reflection of the mirror. He’s not sure if he should commend you on your relaxed expression or the fact that he could easily kill you with your back turned.

“Mm, perhaps. But I enjoy this. You may not believe me but I think of you as a friend Childe. A personal secret of mine.” you say amused as you look up into the reflection of the mirror and manage to catch his surprised expression before it disappears.

“A friend? We’ve barely known each other,” he looked at you incredulously but with a wry smile, “I might seem nice but I’m still a bad guy.”

“A lot of people in Liyue don’t appear as they seem. But I don’t consider all of them as bad people. Don’t you think so Childe?”

He doesn’t say anything. You never mention it again.

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“I have a younger sister who is an astrologist,” you say as you’re lying back on the bed while he sits on the window sill, “she’s the one that gave me this pin except her pin is red with the star and moon.”

You held the pin up for him to take and look for himself. He slips off the window sill and walks to your lying figure to take hold of it. It was a blue pin with a star in the center and the sun’s rays lining the edges of the rim. It was a bit worn but it was in incredibly good condition. He’s seen how you look at the pin so he’s not surprised.

“Astrology huh? Aren’t you Qixing named after the Big Dipper’s stars?” he asks as he hands the pin back to you and watches your eyes take a childlike gleam. He huffs a bit amused under his breath, you always seem to get like this whenever he let’s you ramble about stars.

“Yes, Yaoguang is translated from the Alkaid star. Alkaid derives from the Arabic phrase meaning "The leader of the daughters of the bier". The daughters of the bier are the three stars of the handle of the Big Dipper, Alkaid, Mizar, and Alioth. While the four stars of the bowl, Megrez, Phecda, Merak, and Dubhe, are the bie,” you ramble on making different gesture as you continue your mini lecture, “Tianquan and Yuheng are the stars Megrez and Alioth. They are here in Liyue too but Tianquan will be the one that preforms the Rite of Descension. It feels as if I’m attending my sister’s talent show even if Tianquan is older than me.”

“Hm, I’ve never looked into studying the stars. I’m more of a fighter,” Childe comments as he hears you laugh that you’re not surprised. He looks towards the moon and see’s it’s his time to leave. You give him a small wave as he starts back to the window sill before giving a small comment over his shoulder.

“You know I also have a younger sister.”

“Is she aware of what you do Childe?”

“No, of course not. Does your sister know what you do?”

“No, she doesn’t know either.”

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“Can I see your mask?”

He unstraps it from his head and hands it to you as he watches you run your finger around the intricate details before moving it over your face. You’re both seated on the bed this time beside each other.

“I don’t understand how you can fight wearing this,” you say as you squint your eyes through the opening of the mask. He chuckles softly at the weird expression before plucking his mask out of your hands.

“Hm? I thought the Qixing were capable fighters?” he asks as he reattaches the mask to the side of his head. He rest’s his chin back onto his hand and settles back into his comfortable position.

“Yes, Tianquan uses the geo element while Yuheng uses electro,” you list off on one hand.

“What do you use?” he asks.

“Who knows” you answer.

He pouts a bit which you have to stifle your laugh at. It’s somewhat amazing how far he’s gone with this. He’s pretty busy managing business behind the scenes and getting on friendly terms with that funeral parlor man, Zhongli was it? Yet, he finds himself back here whenever he get’s a free night.

“I’m sorry for laughing but I never thought you could make such an expression. But I’m being honest. I can’t use a vision so I don’t know,” you shrug as you lie back down and close your eyes. Childe nods along even though you can’t see him. He had always thought the pin you carried was your vision until you let him hold it for himself.

“If you joined the Fatui. We could give you a vision,” he says as his gaze almost pierces through you but you continue to look unbothered. Your eye’s still remained peacefully closed.

“It’s the night before the Rite of Descension. It will be a busy day so you should get some rest before then Childe”

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It was the day of the Rite of Descension and he had yet to see you. He knew you would be observing but wouldn’t you at least be at a vantage point where you could view the entire ritual?

“Excuse me, have you seen the Yaoguang?” he asks one of the Qixing attendants but she only looks at him confused. He’s not that surprised about that either.

“Yaoguang? I’m sorry but that leader isn’t here in Liyue right now. Did you mean to ask for Tianquan Lady Ningguang perhaps?” she attempts to correct as she gestures to the middle of the stage, where the white haired woman was standing.

“Yaoguang isn’t here? They haven’t appeared at all these past few weeks for the Rite of Descension to observe?” he asks again but the lady shook her head as he chuckled. So not even people closest to the Qixing knew that one of their leaders was being impersonated.

“Oh, sorry. Yes, I meant for Tianquan Ningguang. Sorry, these star names are a bit hard to wrap my head around” he laughs it off before walking away before the lady has time to respond.

“She is busy preparing for the Rite of Descension so she won’t be seeing anyone anytime soon. Perhaps after the ceremony if it’s urgent?” she still calls out to him before going back to her responsibilities.  

Tartaglia nods as he waves goodbye before continuing on. He never cared for the Rite of Descension but maybe today will be interesting. He spots two familiar faces in the crowd trying to get to the front to see the Rite of Descension. They seem to be friends. He laughs to himself as he reminisces all your past interactions with him. He’ll find out sooner or later who this mysterious Yaoguang impersonator is. After all, the walls have ears.

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Part 2 perhaps? Depends on the feedback I get on this. I read about the big dipper for this fic.