#domestic chuuya my beloved.

[falloutjuli]

Ayo it me.

Just a lil update post if anyone is wondering where the posts are… welp, life exists and hates to see a bad bitch winning so Im a little busy but no worries.

Currently Im planning to have Domestic!Chuuya pt2, 2 of the Event requests, A SSKK winter fanfic and possibly some other things posted until the 24th of December.

The second part of domestic adventures with Chuuya is almost completed, Im only missing a scene and a beta reading + some editing before that one is ready so keep your eyes out for it 👀

The event reqs are all coming along nicely, drafts are all planned now I only need to go ham on the writing process, which yeah is a little hindered but fear not, they will all be posted once ready. So far most are sitting around 1-2k words already.

Anywaysssss just wanted to let yall know in case you were wondering! 🫶🏻 Thanks for all the support in the meantime!

[sensitiveheartless]

HI I WAS WONDERING IF YOU COULD DO LIKE A NOSE BRUSHING TYPE KISS WHILE THERE LEGS ARE WRAPPED AROUND EACHOTHER IDRK IT JUST SEEMS CUTE

excuse my shouting i love your art sm

Ehehe :D thank you anon!!

[kisakis-boyfriend]

The 🎃 reminded me of Chuuya from Bsd so I’ve come to req a double-body scenario where there’s two of you and one of him

Hc style pretty please bc I need to hear your juicy thoughts 😓

Pairings: Chuuya x male reader

Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!Chuuya, cloning(?), choking, rough sex, double penetration, spit roasting, shenanigans, a bit of fluff, dubious Halloween magic(???)

Oh dear, this is something neither one of you expected… Chuuya was now staring at two of his darling boyfriend…s.

“What do you mean "you don't know"?!”

“I mean I don't have a clue where he came from! I was getting dressed for the Halloween party and when I went to check my costume in the mirror, he appeared behind me!”

Chuuya is on high alert at first, but your clone seems harmless. If anything, he's just as confused as you are.

He asks the doppelganger all sorts of questions trying to figure out what has happened. None of which proves useful, since none of you have an answer for this situation.

After exhausting all other options, you come to an agreement: he can stay in your apartment until you figure something out.

……It does not take very long for things to get steamy 💀

Chuuya's a true whore at heart, and having double the boyfriend (which means double your cock 😳) entices him to experiment rather quickly~

He finds that he really enjoys sitting in between you and the doppelganger — deeply kissing both versions of you while his hands fondle each of your dicks, respectively.

Good lord, does Chuuya practically demand that you wreck his holes.

He becomes addicted to two perfectly identical cocks stretching his little hole every other night~~

Also loves being folded in half and using his special ability to pull your cock farther inside of him, then doing the same thing when you switch out with your clone. And with just enough time in between, you can keep repeating this until cum is gushing out of your sweet boyfriend 😙

Chuuya's ass has never been more sore, but he's still smiling and clinging on to you when it's all over.

Begs to be choked by both of you constantly. Chuuya has a massive choking kink, and now there're four hands available to wrap around his lovely throat~

He likes to choke you too, so he's excited to try choking your clone while he rides his dick, while you choke Chuuya and squeeze your cock inside of his hole simultaneously 🧡

Of course you're going to spit roast your dearly beloved as well.

Seeing Chuuya gagging on your doppelganger's fat cock while yours is drilling into his sloppy hole? That's the meaning of life right there 😍

Strangely enough, this doppelganger does have all of your memories, so he knows Chuuya's preferences. This weirds both you and Chuuya out though, it's not easy to get used to.

You'll wake up to breakfast already on the table—all of your and Chuuya's favorites. Chores completed perfectly when you're away at work. Those domestic kinds of things.

This also means that you and your clone can push Chuuya's buttons twice as much now 💀

Chuuya is NOT amused.

Teasing him from two different directions or persuading him to let you shirk your responsibilities on a lazy day.

He loves your voice, truly, but this is just too much!

Aftercare becomes twice as cuddly now. You and your double like to sandwich Chuuya in bed and kiss all over him.

Double the praise as Chuuya's about to drift off to sleep.

Double the massages after he gets home from work.

Double the pampering when you're taking a bath (which all three of you have tried to squeeze into before…it doesn't quite work though… 😐)

Overall, this clone of yours has had a positive influence on the relationship. And, at this point, you're not too worried about why he came to be or when he's leaving.

[idontknowmyownmind]

Soukoku Fanfics Reccomendation

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[Series] Phantoms by Mxxnlit

[Series] In All Its Branches by writingfromtheshadows

illuminated happiness by setosdarkness

You Must Be This Tall To Ride by Lazchan

A Night To Remember by NoraNoooooo

The broken beauties. by DeadDrabble (MisakillDatMonkey)

Hair Tie by Lichtstrahl

Everything Comes Back To You by TheGreatCatsby

all my own by halfbloom (diphylleias)

castles out of couches by halfbloom (diphylleias)

The scent of flowers is sweet, but the scent of you is sweeter by LunaSolstice

Four masterplans to win Chuuya’s heart by holdinglucy

25 little domesticities by holdinglucy

What's Your Name? by Wellthathappened (Cataclysmic_Calamity)

Everything or Nothing by Wellthathappened (Cataclysmic_Calamity)

Drunken Storytelling in Yokohama! by StormDew2

The Little Things by Badwolf36

what Chuuya would have said by orphan_account

Tales from Yokohama by AnonLearnsToWrite

O Children (give my gun away when it's loaded) by iskendaris

Always Yours by orphan_account, Wellthathappened (Cataclysmic_Calamity)

Touch by borntoshine

And His Lips Were Chanel Red by the_most_happy

these days, you're fine by wondernoise

I found love (where it wasn't supposed to be) by giorassol

My Bisexual Ass Likes You so Why Not, lol by Vitya_Viktorie

Call of the Depth by Shadow_Arashi

set alight, we're afire love by kiroiimye

your honeyed words from a silver tongue (or am i the only one worthy of your honesty?) by scripted_suicide

His Lover by loukass

skip and kiss by triptychism

sunset by dynashou

Lycanthropic Blues by Bemused_Writer

A monochrome painting by Fa113nM00n

Leia by likeshining

Saudade by hybridempress

Back on Your Feet by hybridempress

keep your windows open by Maristella

My Beloved Doll by orphan_account

Flirting With Disaster by Leonawriter

His Prized Experiment by fauxtales

Just Look by Anonymous

TearDrop by alchemy_omi

kataware doki by TheGreatCatsby

Wings of Corruption by Katical

When will you learn that your actions have consequences? by pinkjester

Even The Corrupted Can Love by Taintedazure

Bitter/Sweet by Badwolf36

In My Arms, You're Safe by EcchiSenpai

Five Times They Didn't Need Words and One Time They Did by StrangerThings7

Denouement by sunnyfleur

Promise Me by NightSama

until the pair of us are strangers (let's call it convenience) by jazzieshoes

Throwbacks and other things you don’t want to remember by tia_dreamer

Do No Harm by TheGreatCatsby

Hell Is Empty by Leonawriter

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Break It To Me Slowly by Leonawriter

It Was Snow That Made My Fingertips Cold by Leonawriter

And The Answer Is Yes by Leonawriter

Only Human by TheGreatCatsby

Touch Starved by Badwolf36

when you wish upon a star by ackerlynx

Turn Back the Clock by weepingwillows

carpe diem by diamondsinthesky (stella_caerulea)

caught in between by universalblips

Puppy Love by writingfromtheshadows

Killer Couple by outromri

The Ship Is Sailing by orphan_account

A Public Service Announcement by AnonLearnsToWrite

Dating comes with at least a 70% chance of grievous bodily harm by AnonLearnsToWrite

fire and calamity by Anonymous

Footsteps on the Ceiling by Insomnia_Productions

Dazai’s 10 Steps Guide to a Successful Marriage by Yellow_Canna

Switched by Yellow_Canna

Beneath the Dress (♂) by Yellow_Canna

ON-GOING

[Series] All hail our lord and savior Chuuya Nakahara by BlowingYourMind

[Series] Tracing Through Violets and Echoes by Kuranoa

[Series] Sheep verse by Shinkirou

[Series] Loveless AU by Shinkirou

[x Black Butler] One Hell of A Partner by Lawli_Pawp

[x The Avengers] The Avengers, a detective and a mobster by sednaxover12

Once Upon A Time by BluePastelLucas (VeniVediPerivi)

I'll Set Myself on Fire (Just to Keep You Warm) by Anonymous

Just Another Day in Yokohama City by ayyartee

ataraxis by lurochu

He Works Hard for the Money by orphan_account, Wellthathappened (Cataclysmic_Calamity)

Sweetest Devotion by orphan_account, Wellthathappened (Cataclysmic_Calamity)

Chasing Fireflies [HIATUS] by borntoshine

don't forget where you belong by Maristella

i will follow you into the dark by Maristella

darling, take me home by kiroiimye

long live by kiroiimye

The (In)humanity of Nakahara by earlofgreytea

[x MHA] Blue Bamboo: Japanese Tales of Fantasy by RiKuEersa

Unintentionally Erased by Chuuuuuuuuya

Honeybee by orphan_account

Stop All the Clocks by chuuyapedia, osamuchuu

Mama Chuuya by uzai_sagi

House of Tarot by uzai_sagi

[theroadtosomewhere]

Intro/Master Post

Started: 1stSept'24

hello, i'm jules, i write & draw but you'll only see one of those things. i mostly post to ao3 under roadtosomewhere, i also have bird app and butterfly app! i will now self-promo, thankyou <3

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Multi-chapter

Semi-serious plot

Where the Wind Blows -> Chuuya dies (or does he?)

Reciprocity -> skk character study

23 Minutes -> Chuuya activates corruption without Dazai and he has thoughts about it

"Okay is Subjective" -> Sicktember 2023

It's Golden Hour Somewhere Else -> obligatory beast fic (implied)

Chuuya Wants Some Goddamn Peace and Quiet -> 2024 SKK Gift Exchange

Fluff

Soul-> 5+1, entirely fluff (first completed fic my beloved)

You Could've Knocked -> 5+1, skk through the years

Call Me "Ane-san" -> Dazai wants a big sister and doesn't ask

Crutch -> Dazai and Chuuya post 109, Chronic pain Dazai

Just a Little Bit (In Love) -> Dazai pining over Chuuya (and Aya is there too)

Ribbons and Bandages -> christmas collab (bsdc) with Ami here or here!

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year (And Die Hard is not a Christmas Movie) -> 9k of domestic skk shenanigans

It Is Probable (That I knew Nothing of What I Had Said) -> bsdc Valentines Collection

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Oneshots

A Place LIke This -> Chuuya re-emerging into a world post 109

Grief, My Old Friend -> Chuuya grieves

There Was No Peace, Only This -> Dazai's jaw gets broken (projecting)

In The Name of Care -> Atsushi visits comatose Dazai and meets exactly who you’d expect at his bedside

Standing Up Straight -> Chuuya buys Dazai a skirt (part 2 of mobilityaid!Dazai)

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Twitter threadfics

MafiaBossChuuya!

You'll Succeed (But You'll Cry)

Should've been Him (But it wasn't)

A New Truce

One Call is One Too Many

One Grave is Enough for Me

Random (that i've posted on ao3, the rest found under my twt pinned)

Fighting for Life

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Unposted WIP List:

Five Years Away (I See Us) -> Dazai gets stuck in an ability that shows him a scenario he doesn't know how to accept (Dazai Osamu is Bad at Feelings)

Neon Streetlights to Guide you home -> Dazai discovers at what cost Amenogozen was beaten (Suffering Nakahara Chuuya)

1000 Days Alive -> Who is the Seventh Agency?

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offhand comment, if you police other ppl online, kindly~

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[evilkaeya]

holding you at gunpoint for fic recs (not including urs bc I’ve already read and AHHHHH THEY ARE SO AMAZING LITERALLY FUELING ME ILY)

RAHHH TY THATS SO SWEET ILYTOO !!

As for the fic recs, I actually don't get to read much (time issue 👍) but I have some that I really love so I'll list them here!!

I Was Screaming Your Name Through The Radio (256k)

- You can not expect me to give you a fic rec and not start with this one. The skk bible you all.

where your loyalties lie (163k)

- Yakuza au, political marriage, enemies to lovers. My memory of this fic is actually very fuzzy because I read it back in 2020. But I remember enjoying it a lot so give it a try !!

A peer behind the mask (74k)

- Dazai, Chuuya and Atsushi get to witness Dazai's past. Forced vulnerability but it's handled SO WELL. Please read it. You won't regret.

the same groove (7k)

- Pining and getting together. Can't begin to explain how much I LOVE this fic. It's genuinely so good from start to finish. A must read.

into continents and cars (25k)

- Road trip au !! A perfect balance of angst, fluff and comfort. It's one of my absolute faves!

This is how it feels to take a fall (20k)

- Temporary character death and time travel. So SO well written. Unhinged + vulnerable Dazai my beloved. Thank you Ely for recommending me this one. It changed my life /pos

A Few More Tries (16k)

- Domestic fluff ! Established relationship ! Love confession !! What more do you need? Also Ranpo #1 skk shipper is so real.

love at first sight: arranged marriage edition (9k)

- This one was soooo fun to read. skk invented being a power couple. 10/10

Anything that touches (4k)

- Chuuya taking care of Dazai. Hurt/comfort. Getting worse and getting better, both at once.

find you at the red light (2k)

- Dazai and Chuuya, two strangers, stuck in the same traffic jam. Love ensues. Short and fun and cute. Also big brother Oda!!

Plate :( (4k)

- Vulnerable Dazai and hurt/comfort (can you tell I really like vulnerability and hurt/comfort). Anyways this one melts my heart. I've read it so many times (and I'll continue to do so).

The wooing art (20k)

- Tattooed and pierced Chuuya + smitten Dazai. What more do you need really.

strawberries and cigarettes (15k)

- High-school au !! Teen skk shenanigans + angst + hurt/comfort and ofc, happy ending! It's very cute pls read it.

Kinetic Friction (6k)

- I laughed so much reading this lmao skk get cockblocked every time they try to fuck. Absolutely hilarious.

Wet bandages (3k)

- FLUFF. SO MUCH FLUFF. THIS FIC WILL CURE YOUR DEPRESSION AND WATER YOUR CROPS. PLEASE READ.

OK this is all for now. I have more but I need to dig my bookmarks for a bit. Enjoy !!

[arlerthardt]

❤️‍🔥 soukoku fics i wrote ❤️‍🔥

(with badly written summaries)

leaping to the sound of your heartbeat

it's basically just chuuya taking care of a very drunk dazai with lots of fluffy and domestic soukoku moments

it's very fluffy that i cringed sometimes like omg i wrote THIS????

garlic butter seared lobster tail

chuuya is trying to catch his cheating boyfriend on action so he follows him to a restaurant but he ends up reviewing the food with a stranger (spoiler alert: yes, dazai is the stranger)

i wanted to make a no power au for a while and now i finally did it yay!

in a world of boys she's a gentleman

a childhood friends to lovers skk fic where chuuya is basically the woman of my dream while dazai is being an embarrassment that even i got a second-hand embarrassment while writing

this was inspired by a taylor swift song and idk why i shot them with the yuri beam it just seems right

damn, a commuter line has a matchmaking function too now?

basically it's single dad chuuya and dazai being absolutely head over heels for him (+ his daughter) since the very first time he looked at him hashtag relatable

this story is my first fic written in mostly dazai's pov and ngl i think i might write a lot more because i love being whipped for chuuya it's fun

endless longing, eternal promise

chuuya and dazai actually having a serious heart-to-heart conversation and being honest to one another. they have a fun dynamic here despite their... unique first meet. they were a pining MESS but they sorted everything out at the end

contrary with the title, this is probably the silliest fic i wrote so far they're so stupid smh and this is like the combination of fic i wanna write, college au and (silly) marriage proposal

this list is obviously ongoing i will add more as i write more fics and trust me i still have lots of wip on my google docs so wait for me my beloveds 🤍

[karl-raccoon-in-a-teacup]

kunikida, oda, mushitaro, and a fella of ur choosing :3

Kunikida!

Sexuality Headcanon: Bi, I'm not sure he knows about the being attracted to men part yet.

Gender Headcanon: Honestly your transmasc headcanon for him is slowly seeping into my own headcanons, so...

A ship I have with said character: I like most Kunikida ships I've seen, but soft spot for the specific flavor of Kunichuu that's popped up in my Agency Chuuya AU. By accident. Did you know they can be so domestic. And they have a dog.

A BROTP I have with said character: Kunikida and Katai's dynamic does indeed warm my heart, and thank god it's canon. But Kunikida and Atsushi are also so iconic...

A NOTP I have with said character: Nothing comes to mind? As I've said I like most Kunikida ships I've seen.

A random headcanon: I think delinquent Kunikida is a fairly popular headcanon, but I do adore it, whether full-on delinquent or just him being a lot more crass/rude in high school. I also think the scheduling is something he did not have when he first met Katai, developing that over the years and being in full force by the time he joined the Agency.

General Opinion over said character: A very solid character all around, and one of the ones I think is the most difficult to morally corrupt. I want to see more of him coming into his role as the Agency's future leader, and just... more of him, honestly.

Oda!

Sexuality Headcanon: He's never thought about it. Very possibly pan though.

Gender Headcanon: He's a guy and he's pretty chill with that, not all that complicated.

A ship I have with said character: Odango... the inherent tragedy of it compels me so...

A BROTP I have with said character: Buraiha Trio, and all the friendships he has in it, and I will never stop thinking about them until the day I do.

A NOTP I have with said character: Od.azai, onesided or otherwise, isn't my cup of tea.

A random headcanon: Unlike what the old accountant claimed, Oda would have been much happier in the information department than out on his usual missions. Maybe in other timelines, he would transfer to there, and live a much more peaceful life- even if he still wouldn't become a writer.

General Opinion over said character: Excellent narrator of the Dark Era and a very well-executed character.

Mushitaro!

Sexuality Headcanon: Gay.

Gender Headcanon: Pretty sure he's just a cis guy but check in later

A ship I have with said character: Mushiango would you like to hear about Mushiango-

A BROTP I have with said character: Off the topic of my head his dynamic with Kyouka is really funny. They should continue to have that goofy ass interactions in the future.

A NOTP I have with said character: Nothing I've seen has been a particular yuck.

A random headcanon: Thanks to this fic by @feralshadowdemon my beloved sibling, his highschool fantasy was to have his first kiss under a sakura tree with the petals falling down.

General Opinion over said character: My little meow meow of a man I love him so much.

Fella of my choosing: YOSANO! Because I miss her and want to talk about her!

Sexuality Headcanon: Aro-ace Yosano is a concept that compels me more and more as time goes on.

Gender Headcanon: She's a very big fan of being a woman.

A ship I have with said character: None, really?

A BROTP I have with said character: Ranpo and her are so... they have such a long history...

A NOTP I have with said character: I'm not a huge fan of Ko.usano, but considering the amount of female characters I understand why it's a thing, so you guys stand strong and have fun out there.

A random headcanon: One of the first things Ranpo and her bonded over all those years ago was their mutual love of sweets. Even now they both like nothing more than to have a good chat over sweets- and neither feel the need censor the gritty details of their cases or operations just because they're enjoying a nice treat.

General Opinion over said character: I love her so much and her character is so compelling and hey, have you ever thought about the parallels between her and Kyouka? Have you? Please?

[neonganymede]

heyo!! I'm very new here haha but I love your work!! my absolute favorite is probably 'under the red umbrella' cause I just fell in love with the way you write fyodor and nikolai's dynamic :) like fyodor teasing nikolai about not being able to nurse him back to health and you can just feel that !! change in nikolai as he realizes and starts pouting and it's such a cute take on their dynamic. the characterization w fyodor's gentle manipulations and nikolai's obsession is so well-done and feels so lovely and natural :)

my friend actually introduced me to your fics with 'for one day' and the parts I especially love is how fitting the buraiha trio come together :) oda is so gentle and thoughtful with dazai, and ango's 'I'm okay eating curry every day' and making those kinds of small sacrifices if it's with oda is such a !! philosophy, and of course dazai's rambling of this to a very confused chuuya is just the right mix of tender and hilarious hehe.

haha sorry don't want this to be too long/overwhelming but quick bonus round!! doa plays the quarry is so cute even if I've never played the game (very tempted to now) and I just love the comfortable quality of your domestic skk and how you handle dazai's insecurities so naturally ('canned mackerel' was so much more than I was expecting based on the blurb but it's so beloved)

and all this to say love your work and hope you're having a good day :)

Hi hi!! ;w; this was such a nice surprise, thank you so much!! I'm probably gonna fic rant a bit, so I'll add it all under a cut~

Under the Red Umbrella was my first attempt at writing fyolai, so I'm genuinely honored and pleased that you hold it at such high regard! I spent most of the fic wondering if I'd gotten their dynamic and Fyodor's inner monologue down right ^^; but I'm so happy to know that I did! I'd like to write another fic for them once my wip list gets a little shorter :3

Adjsaldkfjsadlf the buraiha trio part was my favorite bit to write in For One Day!!! Odasaku was so much damn fun to characterize, and honestly, I couldn't think of anything more romantic than Ango choosing to eat curry forever <3 Anyway. I'm glad you enjoyed the three of them. I'd really love to dip into their dynamic again someday! I just have to find the right fic to give the three of them the attention they deserve~

If you're okay with gore and horror, I definitely recommend playing the quarry!! It's such a fun ride. I've played it through probably about five times myself (working on a sixth playthrough with all of the doa decisions), but I'm glad that you still enjoy the fic without playing the game. that was something I was worried about ^^;

Dazai is probably the easiest character for me to write tbh. I'm working on getting more comfortable with writing Chuuya, but I find that I'm still always thinking about Dazai and what's going through his mind in any given scene. But thank you! It's so nice to know that the way I write him feels natural. That's really all I could ever ask for <3

You've only flustered me a little bit, but all in a good way. Thank you so much for taking the time to write out such kind words for my fics <3 I hope you'll enjoy the things I write in the future, too!

[capricornlevi]

mayyyyy i hope you're doing okay!

you asked and i deliver! if you're up for it ❛ say you want me, and i’m yours. ❜ with nikolai from bsd (if that's poss and i'm correct in having remembered your fandoms!) if not nikolai, then chuuya? <3

hello my dearest, thank you so much! <3 I hope you're well also! I'm an anime-only for bsd (for now anyway, really need to read the manga!) so I'm gonna go with chuuya for this one ! a surprisingly emotionally-charged friends-with-benefits kind of fic is the result 😭❤️ thanks again beloved!

chuuya nakahara x reader (wc 1.7k)

nsfw - minors/ageless blogs do not interact!

He shows up at your doorstep every now and then; sometimes with gifts, always late at night. He never calls or texts beforehand. Most of the time you’re not even aware of the fact he’s in town. 

But you never turn him away. 

You don’t let him take advantage of your hospitality, of course. You accept the gifts without fail, and before allowing him into your bedroom, you make him wait until you finish whatever task you’d been in the middle of before he arrived. If you were about to shower, he’d wait on the couch. If you’re preparing dinner, he’ll often help you. 

It’s strangely … domestic, in a way, considering how casual your relationship is. 

Calling it a ‘relationship’ in itself feels like a misnomer, because he doesn’t come to your apartment to be domestic, or hold your hand, or ask you how your day went. He only ever comes over to fuck you, when he needs to get rid of the heavy tension he builds up in the course of his job, when he needs to let his mind go numb and so that he can forget, if just for a moment, what he’s done in the past. 

You’re happy to participate in this no-strings-attached relationship. It’s not as though you receive nothing from this arrangement, after all; you wouldn’t keep letting him in if it didn’t suit you too. With your career and all of life’s commitments, you don’t have time for a stereotypical romantic relationship. You’re too busy to tie your life to another person. 

However, you still have needs, and Chuuya satisfies them. Sure, it might be nice to hear from him a little more often, but that’s a small price to pay considering how convenient the set-up is for both of you. It works well. 

Today’s meet-up followed the same pattern as usual. A sharp knock on your front door, and you instantly recognised who it was. Still, you didn’t rush; you were preparing some tea in the kitchen and allowed it to steep a little longer as you chose to keep him waiting.

Eventually, you answered the door to see him standing there, eyes fiery and his body tense, and you let him in. 

That is where the familiarity ends. 

Now, you notice that there’s something different about him. As usual, he waited for you to drink the tea and accepted a cup of his own when offered to him, but he didn't say anything else. 

Didn’t say anything at all. 

He usually makes small talk - awkward as it may be, considering what the two of you end up doing right after - but tonight, he stays silent. He seems tightly wound, crackling with a tension you don’t quite understand. 

You peer at him over the top of your teacup. He’s not looking at you, he’s looking down at his hands, and his brow is deeply furrowed. His sharp features are even more pronounced than usual as he tries desperately to withhold whatever emotion that’s threatening to show on the surface. 

The silence becomes too much for you, and so you ask, “are you alright?”

He doesn’t seem to hear you at first, staring down at the teacup in his hands. You ask again. 

He glances up at you, eyes weary and almost … empty, like he’s not fully there. He seems wounded, as though something’s hurt him, and you feel a pang of pity and sadness rush through you. 

The sensation of sympathy is as unfamiliar to you as any of this. Before tonight, this arrangement was entirely unemotional. You never felt any connection to the man in front of you. 

But now, sitting here and seeing this deep vulnerability in someone usually so prideful …

It makes you want to hold him. 

The thought scares you, and so you do the next best thing - you set your teacup down, close the distance between the two of you, and kiss him. 

He tastes of tea leaves mixed with the faintest hint of cigarette smoke - he often keeps a pack on him, but rarely smokes them before meeting you - and you deepen the kiss before you start to linger on those earlier, troubling thoughts. 

He reciprocates instantly. He kisses you far more passionately than you’ve seen from him before. Usually he likes to take his time with you, dragging his tongue gently against your bottom lip until you’re almost whining for him, chuckling against your open mouth as he holds back to drive you mad. He likes to see you fall apart, to beg, for him to be the one in control and have complete command. 

But tonight he surrenders. As you kiss him you hear a moan caught in his throat, low and gravelly, and you feel his hands paw at you desperately, eventually settling on grabbing your waist. He holds you close, grip firm but not forceful. You let him touch you. 

When you eventually pull back to catch your breath, he doesn’t do the same. It’s like he can’t be away from you, your body; he clings to you, peppering soft kisses along your jawline, nuzzling into your neck as he does so. 

The intimacy shocks you. He never does that, never tries to hold you so close before - in fact, he rarely even kisses you. Usually it’s just an afterthought, in the heat of passion, but tonight, it’s like he needs it. Like the entire evening is built around that. 

He starts to tug your shirt up over your shoulders but it catches at your chest before he can fully remove it. Instead of waiting for you to untie the top buttons he dips his head and presses his lips against your chest, planting wet kisses on the skin between your breasts, going lower, lower until he’s down on his knees, kissing your stomach just above the waistline of your pants. 

You let out an airy, disbelieving laugh. 

“What’s all the rush for?” you ask him, fingers still fumbling with your shirt buttons. “You - you’re never … this is a first. We have all night, you know.”

“I know,” he answers softly, tugging your pants down past your hips as you finally shrug off your shirt. “I just need you now.”

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After sitting you up on your kitchen counter and wringing three orgasms from you, Chuuya finally takes you by the hand and leads you into your bedroom. He’s familiar with your place now and so doesn’t have to fumble around for a condom - the second drawer of your bedside cabinet, always - and before long, you’re underneath him, gazing up into his pretty face. 

He’s still looking so vulnerable, and you can’t suppress the urge to lift your hand and rest it against his cheek. He leans into your touch instinctively. 

Your heart surges in your chest. You don’t know where the words come from, but they spill from your lips nonetheless. 

“Do you want me, Chuuya?”

He looks at you, eyes wide, and at first you think you’ve said too much. After a beat passes and he hasn’t withdrawn from your touch, you realise that he’s waiting for confirmation, that he’s not sure you’re fully aware of what you’re offering. 

He wants to hear you say it. He doesn’t want there to be any doubt, and you don’t want that, either. 

“Say you want me, and I’m yours.” 

Your words hang heavy for just another moment, adrenaline coursing through your veins, before he finally puts you out of your misery by leaning down and capturing your lips in a searing, fierce kiss.

He pulls back, breath hot against your face as he rests his forehead against yours. 

It’s barely a whisper, but you hear it clear as day. 

“I want you”. 

You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him in; he follows, pressing into you in one smooth motion. You’re still so wet thanks to his efforts in the kitchen so it’s an easy slide, filling you just how you need and hitting at the perfect angle. 

It’s strange - you’ve done this countless times before, but this feels new. Every time he pulls out and thrusts back inside you let out little pitiful mewls for him, back arching like you’ve never felt anything like it. 

Because you haven’t. 

The way he looks at you now, all heat and desire and open want … 

You can’t take your eyes off him, reluctantly closing them only when he leans down to kiss you again, sloppily and messily but just what you need to help you creep towards the edge. 

It builds so strongly you can’t even tell when it starts or when it ends; all you know is the spasms of warmth spreading out from your core, the way your body moves as if you’re no longer in control of it, the sound of skin hitting skin as he speeds up his thrusts so he can join you. 

When he fills you, he rests his forehead against yours again, your skin damp with sweat but neither of you taking much notice. He moans - a sound so perfect it makes you clench around him, your fingernails digging into his shoulders - and you feel him release at last. His breath is shaky and his hips move in short, shallow movements as he lets himself feel it all. He doesn’t want to miss a moment of it. 

He looks so beautiful like this, more carefree than you’d see him all evening - than you’d seen him in months, come to think of it - and your first thought is how badly you want to make him feel like this again. 

Hours pass with the two of you tangled in the sheets together. It only ends when overstimulation sets in, your legs so weak you’re afraid you won’t be able to manage the short walk to the kitchen to grab some water. 

He laughs when you tell him this but he goes to do it for you anyway, bringing back two glasses. You take it gratefully, holding it with both hands as you look into his eyes once more, trying your luck one last time. 

“Stay the night?”

He opens his mouth as if to turn you down on instinct, but thankfully, he can’t deny himself any longer. 

“Okay”. 

[dinosaurtsukki]

❁ bouquet: fyodor dostoevsky + asking you to dance with him 

(this is fyodor from bungou stray dogs btw i just had to clear that up because i have an intense fear that someone’s going to come for me for writing xreader with actual russian writer fyodor dostoevsky ok bye)

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@amberalisa​:  Wait this event is so cute 🥺 i kinda want to see a Bouquet with Fyodor 👉👈 (or chuuya tbh. Either is fine) 

a/n: amber i love this request so much ahhhh. also couldn’t resist not using our headcanons for this one hehe 

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“well, the kids are finally asleep,” you sighed wearily, running your hands through your hair before crashing into the nearby armchair in fyodor’s office. 

“that’s good,” he smiled up at you from behind the laptop he was working on. “i trust our daughter wanted you to read ‘goldilocks and the three bears’ out loud again.”

“she always does,” you chuckled slightly. fyodor watched as you carefully untangled the knots in your hair while humming along to the tchaikovsky piece playing on his record player. 

never in all his years of living did fyodor think he was actually going to have a slice of this domestic life that he knew ordinary people found themselves in. he always thought it would be so incredibly boring and mundane, one that would lose his interest very quickly.

after he met you though, things started to change a little bit. before he knew it, fyodor had settled into a house with you, not completely though because he still went off on missions, but still. a shared home with someone he had come to love. things changed even more when fyodor came back from half a year-long mission to find that you were pregnant with his child.

all of a sudden, this domestic life wasn’t as boring as he thought. there was always something a bit new every day.

“is there something wrong?” you looked up when fyodor approached you. he didn’t answer but instead took your hands in his before leading you the center of the room. after slipping one hand behind your back and holding your right hand in his left, you finally guessed what he was up to.

“we haven’t danced like this in a while,” you chuckled, falling easily into step with your beloved.

“i’m afraid it’s because i haven’t invited you to dance with me lately,” fyodor smiled softly at you, raising his arm to spin you. “how about i ask you again, next week. just the two of us?”

“are you asking me out on a date?” you teased, remembering the first time fyodor had done that all those years ago.

“i suppose i am,” he said, playing along. you grinned and stretched your hand out to him. fyodor took it and brushed his lips against your knuckles.

“then i accept your invitation.”

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[falloutjuli]

Thanks to my beloved fellow unhinged Chuuya simps, I wrote this monster. Please do let me know if youre interested in more domestic malewife Chuuya, because woo boy was this fun to write. <3

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Chuuya Nakahara x Reader - Domestic Adventures Wordcount: 4,7k Short summary: Chuuya, being the kind man he is, gives you an empty room after moving together to do with whatever you like. While he is gone over the weekend, you get to know his subordinates and take him up on that offer. Warnings: NONE - Reader is an socially awkward mess, Chuuya being a cutie, author is too dumb to propperly proofread, author is unsure at this point what sap means, but also doesnt get a clear answer from google, so she will let it stand the way it is.

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"Chuuya... I eh.. that's really kind, but seriously I dont-'' Rudely you were interrupted by a chaste kiss that your favorite ginger pressed into your lips.

"No back-talking. I insist you take it and make it yours. I never used it for anything anyway. Was planning to turn it into a wine room perhaps but it serves a way better purpose as your room." You looked at him, annoyed, a sigh escaping your lips.

"But you like wine." You mused, trying to convince him again, but he was a stubborn man after all. "Yeah, but I like you more, doll. And you moved into my apartment, so I think it's fair you get a room where you can destress and take a break from me if you ever need one." 

Leaving your side he picked up his hat from the kitchen island, before coming up behind you, pressing a few kisses to your neck.

"I'm leaving my credit card with you, the pin if you need it is our anniversary. And since I unfortunately have work to do, I have two of my subordinates waiting outside if you want to go anywhere. They will also gladly help you with anything regarding the room, just ask yeah?"

You looked at the room one last time, before turning around to hug him. "Okay. I'll see what I do with this room. Be careful okay?"

He nodded, kissing you one last time before leaving out the door. His heart ached each time he had to leave for a while, especially over the weekends but it also gave you time to fully focus on this project and he was more than excited to see what you'd do. 

Back inside the apartment that now was your home too, you really were unsure what to do. Being given a rather spacious room to do whatever you want with it... that was a new thing.

But it wasn't like you had no Pinterest boards filled with room inspos. Scrolling through them while drinking tea helped you to get a better idea of what you wanted to do.

So a little paint would be needed, some furniture, and loads of tiny decorations. But how would you even manage to paint, the last time was when you moved into your old apartment, and that sucked majorly.

Remembering that your trusty boyfriend had left his subordinates with you, you could ask them perhaps. After getting ready to go out you went out into the spacious hallway that lead to the apartment, where two men dressed in black suits were already standing.

"Um, hey." You said awkwardly. Could you even ask hardened mafia members to please help you paint a room? Well, you'd find out now. The burly guys nodded, signaling you to continue, no emotion readable on their faces.

"Well, I was planning to paint a room and I wondered if it was alright to ask for your help?"

"We'll do anything you ask of us, that was Nakahara-san's instruction." The blond one said, adjusting his sunglasses.

"I figured, but still, I want to ask, if you don't want to, you won't have to." 

The ensuing silence felt awkward as you shifted from one foot to the other.

"Is the paint already inside or do you need an escort to the city first?" The brown-haired one asked and you responded with a weird ramble of all the things you would need and places you planned on going to. 

"Well, we better get going then right?" The blond one said and guided you over to the elevators. 

It wasn't long before you sat in the backseat of one of the Port Mafia's Standart black cars, with your new companions sitting in the front. The ride was silent and you kept accidentally meeting their gazes whenever they went to look in the rear mirror to check in on you. 

"(L/N)-san?" The brunette spoke up, making you cringe a little being addressed so formally.

"Just Y/N is fine!" You said.

"Right, Y/N, you can always call a friend if you want to have someone more familiar with you. We can pick them up on the way." You shook your head.

"No, it's alright." 

You'd rather not subject your friends to suddenly seeing you with an entourage since most didn't even know you're dating a Mafioso. You had lied and told them he was working a government job and therefore needed his privacy.

So far no one had ever questioned you further about your elusive boyfriend and you preferred it to stay that way. 

The first stop at Ikea made you grateful Chuuya had left these guys with you, since it was really helpful having four strong extra hands who lifted heavy packages and drove the carts around for you.

You still wanted to disappear in a hole whenever customers or workers turned their head, watching you with confused expressions but yeah, you'd need to get used to that now.

Chuuya was overprotective and now that it was more apparent that you belonged to him, there was no chance you'd have much alone time while out and about. Somehow the Mafia would always have an eye on you, even if it's just to calm Chuuyas mind. 

"We scanned everything in, you can now pay." The blond said and you nudged past the many cartons to hold Chuuyas card to the card reader that happily asked you for the pin.

Typing in your anniversary date made the window close and a long paper came rushing out. You quickly collected it, stuffing it in your purse before you and your companions went back outside. Just outside the building, you noticed there was no way in hell all the new stuff would fit.

"Hey eh, guys, how are we gonna get this to Chuuyas?" You asked and the guys exchanged looks, obviously not having considered that either.

"I'll stay here, make a call and deliver them in a while, you go and pick up the rest." The brown-haired one offered, making you immediately feel bad.

"But won't that be... boring or rude?" You asked but he shook his head. "It won't take long, don't worry." You nodded and waved goodbye, following the blond to the car. 

Once back on the road you finally asked what had been on your mind. 

"Mind if I ask your name? It feels weird not knowing who's driving me around and all." You said and you spotted a smile from the rear mirror. "Sato and the other guy is Hiro."

You nodded, the awkwardness still barely fleeting.

While picking up the paint and anything else needed to mount the furniture later you and Sato fell into some Smalltalk. Nothing deep or noteworthy, just anything to ensure no awkward silence could take place again as it drove you up the walls.

The ever so slim fear that these guys could tell Chuuya how much of an awkward mess you were had a chokehold on you. 

After being sure you had everything needed for the start, you two drove back, only stopping by a bakery you spotted near your new home.

When you were finally back in the familiar four walls of your home, you saw that Hiro had been a busy bee, by having gotten all the new furniture already up and inside.

"Oh wow, thank you so much." You said and placed the bakery goods on the kitchen island. Meanwhile, your new Mafia friends, if they could be considered that even, sorted things away and then quickly grabbed everything to start painting Soon.

"So what's the plan?" Hiro asked you eventually and had you pull up the references you picked out.

"You guys think you can manage that?"

"Don't doubt our capability." They humored you and got to work, while you began putting together the little nick-nacks that would soon find home in the room. 

Around the early evening, you made tea and coffee for the two men and served some of the cake you got earlier, which the two thanked you wholeheartedly for.

Even later again, they called it quits, the room now colored just how you wanted it. "Wow, that's perfect! Thank you two so much." You beamed at them and though they would never admit it, they felt glad you enjoyed it.

"Well, it'll need to dry overnight before we put in the furniture tomorrow, so we will leave you to it for tonight, alright?" Hiro stated and you bid your goodbyes, now once more alone in the spacious apartment that currently was inhabited by Swedish packages, and loads of decorations, only waiting to find their place soon. 

Yeah, this was all coming together.

The next morning started slow, the bed always felt the worst if Chuuya wasn't in it with you, but you managed to pull it together once you were munching on your breakfast. Especially when a quick message pops up on your phone. 

Chuu Chuu: Thinking about you

He was a sap, even if he'd never admit it. It was tiny gestures like these that had you know how much he loved you. Even when he was away on missions or errands, he tried to find the time to let you know his heart was with you. 

Same here. Can't wait to see you again.

You replied and put it down to walk to your front door which had just been knocked on, opening it to be met with the two guys from yesterday.

"Morning." You said and they replied the same, as you let them in. "Coffee, tea, anything I can offer you guys?" You asked, still feeling guilty for taking advantage of the fact that Chuuya had ordered them to fulfill your every wish. 

"Am fine for now, what about you?" Hiro asked Sato, who agreed to not need anything.

You shrugged and watched as the two inspected the now-dried walls in your room, then making plans on the next steps.

"Need any help?" You chimed in, but again, the two declined.

"No need. Enjoy your morning Y/N." You nodded slowly and sat back down on the red, expensive couch with your tea, while scrolling through your phone. 

Ever so often you'd look up, watching the two Mafiosi rip open packages, bicker about what they'd do first, and carry things around. 

Soon little to no big packages were left, Sato and Hiro currently working on a bookshelf, when your scrolling was interrupted by a phone call from Chuu Chuu. Surprised you picked up immediately. 

"Hey, didn't think I'd hear from you so soon." You said, getting up to satisfy the odd urge to walk around while talking.

"I currently have a little downtime before I'm probably am right back in the middle of annoying shit, so I called my doll. How is the room progress coming along? Are the guys helping you?" 

You slyly took a peak in said room, watching the almost finished bookshelf and replied; "Yeah, going great. At this rate you won't even see any trace of package material." You laughed and he chuckled along too.

"I cannot wait to see you again. I miss you." He sighed, his longing clearly audible.

"Chuu, it's been barely twenty-four hours."

"And? Even a minute without you inflicts me more pain than any other wound I have received over the years." You bit your lip, trying to not laugh. If anyone knew the scary gravity manipulator and Mafia executive was one of the most domestic and sappy guys you knew, no one would believe you.

"You're exaggerating."

"Perhaps a little. But my point still stands. I'll treat you to dinner on Monday when I'm back alright?" You leaned on the kitchen island, a dreamy smile plastered across your face and you could only imagine that Chuuya must look similar.

"Alright. See you Monday yeah? I don't wanna keep you from work. Watch out for yourself." You said.

It felt unnecessary to tell him to be careful, he was the strongest man you knew, but you still said it. And while you did it, Chuuya appreciated it each time.

"Of course. The same goes for you. I love you Doll."

"Love ya too Chuuya." And then there was silence, except for the hammering coming from the room. A sigh escaped your lips.

Fuck, him calling you only made you miss him like crazy. How cruel of him. 

It only took another hour after Chuuya had checked in with you, for Sato and Hiro to have finished building and placing all the furniture. They watched you inspect the room and felt relieved when you gave them a thumbs-up. 

They were kind enough even to help you sort in all your stuff, the new plants, lights, books, figures, even when you had said multiple times that it wouldn't be necessary.

As you poked a fork into your takeout you finally asked the two, "Don't you like... I dunno, get bored of hanging around me..?" 

Looking up from their portions, they immediately shook their head. 

"Not really. Even if, we couldn't complain since Nakahara-san gave us this order, and the order is to "keep his most priced possession safe"." The three of you finished the sentence, imitating Chuuya.

Yeah, he really was obsessed with your safety ever since he knew he wanted you by his side. Well, being in Chuuyas Highranking Mafia position, he of course had enemies and while you knew you could be targeted just to get to him, you always found him to get a little too paranoid.

Sure, he had lost so much already and was afraid of losing again, but you weren't a child. Though you still appreciated his concern and knew he'd never trap you, make you depend on him or anything, he simply wanted your safety assured so his mind was calmer. 

You knew him too well by now. 

"Well, thanks anyways for all the help! Don't think I could have gotten the whole thing done this quick without you." The two guys smiled at you, nodding their heads. 

The evening soon came to an end as you declared you'd take a bath and then go to bed, feeling exhausted even if you barely did much today.

Sato and Hiro bid their goodbyes, telling you they will check in tomorrow around noon for your well-being and then left to keep guard around the block.

Once more, an evening alone. It was spent with some snacks in front of the TV, catching up on some series that Chuuya wasn't interested in.

It was a nice distraction from the now lonely feeling in the apartment. When you could barely keep your eyes open, you decided it was time for bed.

Sinking into the luxurious and spacious bed, you fell asleep right in the middle, hugging Chuuyas pillow close to you, his scent slowly lulling you into a well-rested sleep. 

Well, the well-rested was a lie. You had woken up, groggy and exhausted, despite having slept rather long. Thanks bunch weird nightmares that don't even make sense. 

With a hot mug in hand, you took pictures of the room, sending it to your friends to flex a little. 

Youre kidding? Holy shit that looks so cool?

Does your bf have a brother or something?

A whole ass room to yourself? Wow you really finally got lucky. When are we finally gonna meet him?

You hated that question. Chuuya had told you countless times since moving together that you were more than welcome to invite people, but you always felt uncomfortable in a weird way.

First off, you didn't wanna come across as a sugar baby. This whole apartment screamed money and luxury and then there was you, a regular person from Yokohama, that'd beg questions.

Second, you liked to keep Chuuya away from your relationships with other people. He wasn't the only worrywart in your relationship. You simply felt uncomfortable, possibly spilling what Chuuyas occupation actually was.

Sure, it sucked having to always plan meet-ups elsewhere, but you liked it better that way. 

Soon perhaps. He's currently out working over the weekend

You replied and watched as your friends flooded your phone, jealous that you seemingly found the perfect guy™. 

Chuckling you sat down on the new couch in your room, putting on the LED lights.

Yeah, you could get used to this.

Maybe it was good that Chuuya didn't relent. 

It was already pitch back outside when Chuuya parked his motorcycle in the garage of his apartment complex. He was spent. But back a whole day earlier.

He could still have a nice relaxing Sunday evening with you, and that was all he currently wanted. He checked his phone for the report from Hiro, which had him chuckling as he rode the elevator up. 

They are truly a sweetheart. You made a good catch Nakahara-san. 

He had expected nothing else. Your kindness and irresistible smile was what had him at his knees all the way back then and he had suspected that even his subordinates would like you. 

Sighing contently, he unlocked the apartment door and when you didn't immediately rush to him, he figured you must be occupied or aren't hearing the rustling of him taking his coat, shoes and hat off.

The dinner he had picked up on the way was placed in the open kitchen and spotting colorful lights coming from the room he left to you, he knew where to find you.

But first he got rid of his second jacket, vest and leather accessories, remaining in only his white dress shirt and black dress pants. Creeping up to the open door, he knocked before entering, finding you playing video games on a new couch.

The shocked expression as you pulled your earbuds out warmed his heart, especially when you broke into a huge grin.

"But it's not Monday." You said and got up to embrace him. Hugging you tightly and enjoying just having you in his arms he finally replied; "Worked extra hard to get back quicker. Can't leave my doll all alone for so long, now can I?"

His hands found your face, holding it still, while he pressed kisses all over it, until he eventually, finally, kissed your lips. 

After enjoying the sweet sweet bliss you stepped away a little presenting the new room.

"So what you say?" You asked, gauging his reaction. It was your room, but you still wanted him to like it.

"Looks lovely. I really like what you have done with the place. Better than a wine room for sure." He hugged you from behind as he looked around, taking in all the details.

Your favorite books, merch from shows and games you enjoyed, lots of LEDs and fairy lights, plants, a comfortable carpet.

Yeah, it was truly pretty, just like you.

"You know I won't enter unless you give me permission right?"

 "You're in here right now and I don't remember giving you permission." you teased him, humming as you swayed from left to right. "You know what I mean."

"I do. And I appreciate it Chuu." 

He pressed a kiss to your neck as you pulled him with you to the couch. Quickly spinning around to face him, your hands hooked around his neck, pulling him with you as you let yourself fall down onto the soft material, with Chuuya obviously having used his ability by the way you very softly landed. 

Reuniting your lips again and again was now the agenda, the smiles never fading from either of your faces.

When Chuuya then lifted his upper body up, you looked at him puzzled.

"I brought food." Pulling him back down, you kissed him again, your tongue softly swiping over his and he gladly opened his own mouth to let your tongues meet.

Your hands moved from lovingly brushing your thumbs over his cheeks to his soft hair, playing with some strands, which had him groan into your mouth.

He was a mess in your hands when you played with the ginger locks. It took minutes until you pulled away, and when you looked at your boyfriend his pupils were blown wide. You loved having this effect on him.

"Want to eat now?" He asked and you contemplated. On the one hand... making out with him ... on the other... food. 

"What did you have for lunch even?" He asked and you looked to the side.

"Nothing." You whispered but he heard you well and got up immediately, pulling you to the kitchen.

"Nothing? Yeah, no, you're gonna eat now." Rolling your eyes you still helped getting cutlery, glasses, and drinks to then finally sit down and eat. 

It was a quiet dinner, like always, the only extra thing was Chuuya seeking out your hand to fold while he continued eating.

How could a man become so touch-starved after having been away for barely 48 hours? You couldn't imagine how bad it'd be once he'd be needed to get out of the country. 

"What's got your mind running?" He asked, having noticed that you only poked your food with a smile on your lips.

"Oh just this really cute guy I know." "Oh." He mused, feeling up for the game. "He must be a pretty great catch if he's got you smiling like that." 

Digging around in his pockets, he found his phone and started playing music over the stereo. You chuckled when he got up, inviting you to dance with him.

"Oh he is..." you murmured as Chuuya pulled you close, swaying with you softly to the music.

"Respects me, makes me smile, always puts my comfort first, insists even that I get a to have a personal room in his luxury apartment."

"Well, that does sound nice. Hope he's good-looking." You laughed as he dipped you, your head tilting all the way back as you couldn't meet his gaze. You know he was smirking waiting for an answer.

"Well..." You started as pulled you back up, straight into his chest. "He's got reeeal pretty eyes. Like I can get lost in them for ages. Nice and smooth skin, which he better should have, since he spends ages in the bath."

Chuuya laughed about your backhanded comment as he twirled you so your back was pressed against his chest, his hands roaming you still swaying body.

"His hair is also so nice too. I have never seen a haircut like that, but he absolutely rocks it. And the color... reminds me of the most beautiful sunsets."

Having heard enough, you were twirled once more, so Chuuya could lean his forehead against yours.

"What a guy. Do I know him?" You leaned closer to his lips, your breath ghosting over them as you spoke.

"Yeah, it's you, you fool." He broke the last piece of distance kissing you once more. As the song came to an end, he pulled away, only giving your forehead a quick kiss, and then quickly began cleaning up the kitchen.

You sighed as you watched him quickly clean.

"Are you tired?" You asked, knowing that since he came back a whole day earlier he must have been working hard.

"Yeah a little. Been on observation the whole night."

"Then let's get to bed soon, you need some rest." Not wanting to admit to needing that, the ginger waved his hand.

"Soon. Oh yeah, I haven't asked, but you have been alright with my subordinates, right? Like they didn't make you feel uncomfortable or anything?"

You chuckled, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Not at all. They were very sweet. Did they complain about me?"

"Of course not." Chuuya would genuinely like to see someone try and badmouth his partner to him. A laugh escaped him.

"It really seems that I wrap the Mafia about my finger. Are we sure I don't have an ability? The ability to make any mafiosi putty in my hands." 

"To test that theory I should get Akutagawa to meet you. If he likes you, then I'll call it an ability." Chuuya immediately shuddered as he imagined the strange situation.

"Never mind that, I prefer you in one piece."

You laughed as he kindly pulled you along into the bedroom, flicking on the light so you both could change into more comfortable clothes.

"In one piece? Is he the eh..." You rummaged through your brain. It was rare that Chuuya was ranting and raving about his higher-ranking colleagues, so you desperately tried to find any information your brain had anchored to "Akutagawa".

"He's the dog guy right?" Chuuya started laughing his ass off, doubling over, he pulled his shirt off. "The silent rabid dog of the Port Mafia. That's what you mean right?"

You felt your face warm up. Wow, you kinda missed the mark.

"Yeah. But don't laugh so much, you kept confusing my best friend with that annoying customer from work!" You said and remember how shocked you had felt when Chuuya had casually offered to order a hit on your best friend, only to find you he had meant the annoying customer that had been bothering you for weeks. 

"To be fair, they had really similar names!"

"They really aren't similar." Chuuya pouted and pulled out some jogging pants and a loose t-shirt and changed into them, still chuckling to himself that you called Akutagawa the dog guy. 

"I'd prefer if my colleagues don't know much about you." He stated content when his ginger head pushed through his t-shirts opening.

"Why's that?" Instead of answering directly, he pulled you into bed with him, snuggling up to you, relinquishing in everything you had to offer.

"Well, you're mine. Don't want you to see what the Mafia has to offer." You snorted. As if that really was his reasoning, but it gave you another opportunity to stroke his ego.

"Pft, as if anything better than you is walking around there. You're already the Port Mafia finest." 

Chuuya pressed a kiss on your hair, his warm hands already stroking your body in a gentle, soothing way. 

Comfortable silence ensued, where you two only enjoyed the presence of the other.

This is home.

Chuuya is home. The feeling of being content, comfortable, and warm, Chuuyas simple presence gave all of this to you and he felt very much the same. 

Before you, he had little to come home to. He didn't mind working longer, didn't mind doing more work, but ever since he knew you'd be waiting for him, he had cut back, less overtime, less spending the night in a bar and then power napping at the headquarters. 

His life was just perfect right now.

And then you speaking about a dog came into his head again. 

"Hey, doll... what would you say about getting a dog?" 

"Huh?" Confused you looked at him, checking if he was joking.

"I have wanted one for ages but my duties leave me with so little time to properly care. But with you now here... I think we could manage."

"Are you forgetting I'm Working too?" He shook his head, his red locks of hair, bobbing around.

"Of course not. But your work times are actually normal and don't require you to fly out of the country in case of emergency."

"True true..." you mumbled. "And you'd be less alone! When I'm gone you'd at least have a companion." 

He was really convincing and the way his eyes sparkled, you could only guess how long and deeply he has longed for a dog.

"That does sound enticing. I'll think about it." A bright smile stretched across Chuuyas face and he immediately peppered you in kisses. 

"You're the best." He whispered in-between them, hugging you tighter. 

This was your life. If someone had told you that you'd end up dating a Mafia Executive who controlled Gravity and was also the vessel for a god... you'd have laughed. That was simply absurd, but here you were, in bed with that exact guy.

You meeting him had been so long ago. It felt like ages.

And as the time went by, your love for Chuuya deepened, and the two of you faced life's challenges hand in hand. You knew that life with a Mafia Executive was far from ordinary, but you wouldn't have it any other way.

Despite the odds, you had found your place by Chuuya's side, and he had found his home in your arms.

---------------------- Tag list!; (Im finally one of the cool kidz and have one of these too!) @pillow-princess-diaries <3

[sensitiveheartless]

Ok so after reblogging your stuff for actually 2 hours ive decided to tell you something i thought while in the shower.

Dazai waking up before Chuuya but being really delicate and frail in the mornings to the point where he will stumble around and fall so he just lays there and waits for Chuuya so he doesn't hurt himself bc he promised Chuu he wouldn't (hurt himself) anymore.

Also Chuu having to help Dazai remember to take any meds/do his morning routine because all Dazai really wants is to sleep all day and snuggle his husband

Bonus points for Chuuya because he's softer than normal when he's just woke up and doesn't mind Dazai's bullshit because he knows now Daz just wants his attention even he just had it all night.

Another thing, Chuuya is very much a snuggler in my mind (mostly because i love him so much the brainrot never ends and because im a pda type person) so he give Dazai all the affection he ever wanted and then some. Dazai eats that shit up though and takes as much as he can get even if he feels he doesn't deserve it.

Sorry for the long ask omg. Its too early for brainrot (8am here, so early for me i guess lol) anyways, skk my beloved, am i right?

Oh my gosh ;; this is all so soft and good anon, domestic skk is forever my weakness alsksjjfjf just!!! Them being gentle with each other!! And tbh both of them seem like they never got enough hugs before, so I am all for them getting to snuggle as much as physically possible :D

[ao3feed-skk]

by Forthetaintedmeows

Our beloved bandage-waster, suicidal maniac, Chuuya's boyfriend, and the definition of pure evil, just wants some morning kisses and sweetness and he's gonna get it. But, it seems like the whole universe is against it.

Words: 924, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Relationships: Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Additional Tags: Dazai Osamu is a mood, chuuya is so done, morning fluff, Morning Kisses, I'm Bad At Tagging, Domestic Fluff, Romantic Fluff, I'm Bad At Summaries, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Don't Examine This Too Closely, I Will Go Down With This Ship, One of My Favorites, Call me fluff Queen

[thisiswhereifall]

Maybe it's because Dazai dresses like a homeless person, or maybe it was a bad idea to suddenly want to start a family in the middle of a probably-temporary-but-hopefully-permanent-truce, but Chuuya, in all of his humanity, found yet another reason to fight for the peace of their city.

Still, Nakahara Chuuya, feared Port Mafia Executive, vessel to Arahabaki The God Of Calamity, Lord of Destruction, The Chaotic, and gravity manipulator, would never, in what little logic he has left (because he swears he loses more brain cells the more he spends time with his goddamn mackerel wife) entrust choosing his baby girl's clothes to Dazai Osamu, master manipulator, damned mackerel, Youngest Mafia Executive in all of History, and most importantly, wife to Nakahara Chuuya.

Although it had been a pain in the ass -- everything involving Dazai is a pain to all body parts -- to convince her not to throw away the hat, she finally gave in -- a miracle, really, because Dazai Osamu never gives in - but not before whining and complaining about her daughter getting bald spots at such a young age or staying the same height for all eternity.

("No, you bastard, we are not making her walk around town wearing fucking bandages, fuck--")

("But, Chuuya! I don't want my little sweetie's brains to be swallowed by such a tacky hat!")

Needless to say, it wasn't easy even years ago, back when Dazai would spend all their nights crying, the anxiety of not being able to be a good mother, not human enough to have kids of her own, would crash into her brain like waves threatening to drown her before she could even throw herself down a nearby river. Chuuya had to make extra efforts to make his beloved feel even more beloved than she already is.

After all, Dazai sucked at staying alive, but it only took another life to be living inside her to keep her from attempting to throw away hers.

And she survived. They survived the nine months together, and both of them had never felt so human and so domestic.

Also, Kunikida made a mental note to keep the kid safe and healthy when both parents do something stupid like they always do, assuming that said kid won't grow up doing stupid things, as well.

And Chuuya will never admit it, but he dotes so much on his two girls, he cries when the uwu is too strong.

[sensitiveheartless]

Senhart's Pile of Stuff(masterlist)

Comics:

Stinky bastard man

Wish In One Hand: part 1, part 2, & followup

Snow Day & bonus

Chuunyaa's Pawsitively Catastrophic Day

Miette Atsushi

The domestic misadventures of Soukoku

Incompatible Sleep Schedules

Live Slug Reaction, with all the extras

"Plate :(" illustration with the extra comic

Undercover & extra panel & reblog chain w/ extra drawing

Dazai has a good birthday

Buff Chuuya & followup

Chuuya screaming into a pillow

Scheming kisses

Dazai being a menace post-Corruption

Dazai cannot ask for things directly(now with extra in reblog)

Operation Watchtower

Soukoku Get Help

Chuuya and Poe bonding(+Karl)

Cannonball Chuuya

Operation Quiet Heart

SKK Platform Wars saga(it's large enough it's getting its own section):

Dress crimes

Dazai gets platforms

Chuuya gets stilts

Chuuya gets actual platforms

Chuuya gets Dazai's kneecaps

Sskk joining in

Interlude for more dress crimes

Mori and Fukuzawa looking on at the platform wars

Interlude for fancy suit Chuuya

Dazai Goosamu in a dress and heels

BSD AUs:

Snow White Dazai

Dazai's Moving Castle: first drawing, unfinished comic, cover, cuddles+hoodie, ADA+Chuuya bonding

Pokemon Trainer Dazai: initial post, ask 1, catching the Atsushi, ask 2

Little Mermaid AU

Genderbent skk tired crime lesbians, after mission cuddles

Dazai goes feral: cover & cuddling

Fanart of originalartblog's Dazai Goosamu design

More Dazai Goosamu fanart

Quarter life crisis Chuuya

Morticia!Dazai and Gomez!Chuuya

Princess Mononoke AU

Digital Paintings:

Just Like Heaven

pov: you picked a fight with gravity

Birthday Boy Chuuya!

Skk Motorcycle Adventure

Skk Motorcycle Adventure 2, electric boogaloo

SKK staring at each other across the city (+related comic)

Same pictures as above but individually: Dazai, Chuuya

Teen Skk in a heatwave

Skk hug

having emotions about Storm Bringer

Messy angsty teens

Corruption feels

Coping with the manga, a series:

Hug

Punch

Snapcube Sonic Dub dialogue worked surprisingly well

Memes:

"I did meet some of the most insufferable people, but..."

Do it for Odasaku

Poe hyping himself up

Skk as Tumblr text posts

Skk as VAMPIRE tumblr text posts

Misc:

Messy Chuuya doodle and "That's all folks!" drawing

Rough sketches

I still find this funny

Karl

Not art, but Puffleg hummingbird rant

A bunch of manga-Chuuya expression practice

Kees

Sisyphean cycle of chores lament

Hanami drawing(first post I made on here lol)

Tall elegant+short tank dynamic my beloved

Shark

Ah, also all my writing-related stuff is under my #senhart's writing tag!