#edogawa rampo x reader

[yandere-romanticaa]

It's 3 a.m. You've been walking the streets of Yokohama for days, in a total psychotic delirium. You know that you have been hunted and observed for several weeks. [They] are spying on you, [they] want to know you are safe, and above all, to control you.

However, you have been on the run for too long, [they] need your presence. You occupy [their] thoughts all day long. At the bend of an alley, mentally exhausted, you hear footsteps approaching yours, then you recognize a familiar voice.

"Hello! What a coincidence to find you here! What are you doing here?" in a benevolent tone but which betrayed a certain haste.

What a relief, it's Poe and Ranpo! [They] have been watching over you since you know [them]. You will finally be safe now...

Well, that's how [they] wanted you to feel... and [they] succeeded.

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[freakoont]

Hi!!!! Pretty pretty please, could you write a ranpo x reader where reader usually takes care of him because they have a soft spot for him, but ranpo takes them for granted somehow, and they get frustruated and angry. Maybe a little angsty and fluff as well. Im so happy to discover your blog, i really like the way you write for bsd! Sorry for my english, i’m not a native

❝𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭, 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲!?❞

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𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐨 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐃𝐨𝐠𝐬

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐩𝐨 𝐄𝐝𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭: 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐩𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝.. 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 ... 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 // 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭

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It's easy to say that Ranpo doesn't exactly have manners, and is easily persuaded by his own thoughts and often doesn't think before he speaks when he isn't on the job.

Often, he'll make people feel very dumb. That doesn't change for people he's close with, cough. You.

It's been a good few months since you had joined the Agency, being assigned as Ranpo's lucky assistant. Actually, no, now that you remember it more clearly, you were never assigned this role... It just so happened that during you're early days when you were still a lost noobie, Ranpo.. 'found' you, but not exactly in a positive or negative way.

When it was only you and Ranpo in the building, when everyone had gone to do their own thing, he was whining about being so hungry he'd die! Talk about childish.. and yet, after a while it grew on you.

You offered to go to the nearest convenient store and see if you could find anything, which you did, and after that Ranpo would use your more and more often to retrieve stuff for him, that the title 'Ranpo's lucky assistant' grew on you.

Ranpo didn't seem to care, actually, eventually he'd start to have you help him with cases... And by 'help' it just means you'd buy his train tickets. Basically you were treated like a guinea pig in some ways, even having to give the man piggy back rides when he felt tired.

╰┈➤ ❝Would you call this luck?❞

Actually, it isn't all that bad. Ranpo would always look so happy whenever you walked in the room. Word has it, whenever you weren't around, his head would perk up like a dog on alert at the sound of your name being spoken and he'd always feel so gloomy saying, 'man, I wish (Y/N) was here.' Although, that's probably just Yosano trying to mess with you.

Not to mention he'd always love to eat with you, seeming so glad as he'd get into your space and ask that you 'so kindly feed him like a good assistant' ignoring all the stacks of papers you have to finish.

Some part of you wants to say that he just has a sweet yet naive heart when he's not actually using his brain... And yet...

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"pfft, don't be stupid. I don't need your little gift," he spoke while pushing your hand away.

For the past few days, you had found yourself growing a different perspective around him.. did you truly like this guy?

Earlier that day, as had been you passing through many stores, there was something in particular that caught your attention. You were a firm believer in luck and gratitude, always wanted it for yourself and others. When you saw basically some five dollar bracelets, there was one in particular that caught your attention.

A small bracelet, a very colorful one, that had little snack charms. It was pretty. It reminded you a lot of Ranpo.

"you don't need to wear it, I was just hoping-"

"you were hoping to give me a little good luck charm." He'd speak up over you with a tone voice that didn't seem completely annoyed but more like he was mocking you. He'd continue to place another chip into his mouth before continuing, "I don't need it. I'm the world's greatest detective after all."

"..i see." You spoke with a feeling of disappointment. "I'll just throw it away then."

Ranpo didn't seem to bat an eye about it as soon as you had left his line of sight that following day.

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A few days followed and you didn't exactly forget that little item, actually it's disappointing you chose to throw away such a pretty gadget. Slowly the sun hit the inside of your room and you felt this pinging in your head. A strong annoyance, a headache.

Some part of you felt like this headache had to do with how you've been seeing Ranpo lately. One question that's been stuck in your mind, do you seriously regret meeting him? No, that'd be too much to say... But he can be annoying to deal with.

There were even moments where you'd have to step in because he pissed off the wrong person, stopping people from getting their fist in his face... It was always you taking a few verbal hits for him, huh? And he never seemed to mind, always doing it again and again no matter how much you've told him it's wrong.

Maybe you're wrong about your friendship with him.

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"yo, I'm here." You spoke up while entering the Agency, that strong pinging in your head again. You looked around only to see Ranpo. "Where is everybody?"

"Dazai is skipping, Yosano is in her infirmary, and the rest of them are all on their own errands and cases." Ranpo spoke as he played on his little game console. He perked up at you with a smug grin, "Soo, let me guess. Today's snacks are.."

"actually I don't have anything."

"HUH? WHY?" He immediately jumped in his seat staring at you almost distressed. "I'll die without food y'know!"

"..if you're so hungry then go get yourself something."

"Nonsense!" He laughed out, mocking you in a way. "Last I recall your my lucky assistant, and you promised to get me food every morning."

"I didn't promise you anything, Edogawa."

Ranpo had noticed a sharp tone in your voice, you seemed oddly annoyed, which was different. He then grinned towards you, "Oh I see! Is this about your little gift to-"

".. you're such a pain, Edogawa!" You spoke up which made the man flinch. You definitely noticed that, you've caught him off guard. "Not once have you ever gratitude for what I've done? I know it's not much and maybe I'm being dramatic.. but it'd be nice to get a thank you every and now then? All it feels like is that you look down on me."

"..I'm sorry."

That's all he said which didn't make you an happier. Thats all he can say? Is he serious?

"I'm leaving. I have a bad headache and I don't want to deal with this, let Kunikida know I'm off." You turned on your heels to leave.

"Wait hold up-!" Ranpo immediately followed and grabbed your shoulder. "I said I was sorry!" After he didn't heard you respond and just ignore him, yet waited in your steps to hear if he had anything else to say, he pulled out the bracelet from his pocket. "..the reason I said I didn't need your good luck charm, was because my lucky assistant is what brings me luck."

"..."

"..and thanks."

[justcallmesakira]

what about ranpo with a s/o who enjoys spicy foods ? just read the salty foods ver, thought it was adorable

RANPO WITH A S/O WHO LOVES SPICY FOOD!

ranpo x gn!reader hcs

warnings: none !

a/n: hey nonnie sorry for the late reply, hope this wasn't too short come by my inbox again!! :3

To top it off bros jaw DROPPED, like what do you mean you would rather have extra spice with your ramen???

Its clearly stated that he doesn't like spicy food in his backstory so atleast you don't have to be worried about him stealing your food

Maybe when u leave your hot chicken wings on your desk, his sneaky feet would tip toe and try just one lick before giving a disgusted expression and running to hug his sweets (dramatic bitc-)

Ranpo will definitely try to make u try his favourite selection of foods, which u should be happy to take a taste of since this act is rare of served by ranpo.

He could easily tell what spicy foods you prefer and like eat the most and gets them for you sometimes :)

Oh also buy him those spicy sweets and feed it to him by your hand becaus though he barely trusts anyone he would gobble that shit u, trust me his reaction is hilarious!!

But i can see him giving you spicy sweets for your birthday, Valentines day etc.

I have a hc that ranpo always tastes like candy, and has a flavourful taste in his mouth, so if u ever come across a food to spicy, just know there's already a cure *wink wink*

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

Two detectives in your bed

Self-Aware! Edogawa Ranpo x GN! Reader x Self-Aware! Dazai Osamu

Description: You wanted to take a nap. But, there are two detectives in your bed. And all of your blankets and pillows are gone.

Fluff. Silly short fic.

Sequel to Delayed package

Warning: OOC. English is my second language.

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You just wanted to take a nap.

You just wanted to lay down on your bed, cover yourself with the blanket, put your head on a pillow and have a nice nap. Because you deserved this nap. You are working hard in the university. And you are helping with the house chores. You deserved to have a small rest.

The plan was simple. Go into your room - Lay down on the bed - Cover yourself with the blanket - Lay your head on a pillow - Sleep.

Pretty simple plan, right?

Well, wrong! You were wrong!

You shake your head, hoping, that you were just too tired and started seeing things. It must be a mistake and your room should be empty.

You opened your eyes and stare on your bed.

They were still there.

Dazai Osamu and Ranpo Edogawa were laying in your bed. Ranpo was lying across the bed, while Dazai was laying on his side, looking at you with a sly grin.

It's not like you were against their company. Or against anyone's company. It wasn't even the problem, that they were in your room. Or in your bed.

You knew that some of BSD Cast find your room shooting. They love spending time here. They like staying here. And you allowed them to go into your room, while you weren't there.

A few times you returned to your room, finding Lucy reading a book here, or Kunikida, taking notes in his notebook, or Tetchou taking a nap in your bed.

Of course, they have some restrictions. They weren't allowed to search through the drawers, and they must ask if they want to take something from your room to theirs, be it a textbook or a laptop. And, as long as these rules are followed, there were no problems.

So, you weren't angry, that Ranpo and Dazai got into your room when you weren't here. You were angry, that your blanket and pillow were gone.

And, if Ranpo's and Dazai's sly smirks imply something, that they were the reason, they are gone.

You frowned and looked at two 'intruders'.

"What are you two doing in my bed?"

Ranpo rolls on his side and turn his head in your detection. He smirked.

"Oh, you know, just hanging around. Waiting for you."

You rolled your eyes. There is no Purple Sigh on your door, so these two aren't in distress. And it doesn't explain the missing blanket and pillow.

"Why? And where are my blanket and pillow?"

Ranpo's smirk became bigger.

"Somewhere. I wonder where... Do you know where they are, Dazai?"

Dazai chuckled and looked at your direction. He looked as sly as Ranpo.

"Have no idea, Ranpo."

Ranpo hummed.

"Oh, I remember! Kids were building a pillow fort? I recall they were asking for a permission to took blankets and pillows."

You rub your temples. You recall, how Sakura asked your permission to take some blankets and pillows for the pillow fort. Okay, you can do this. It's not like kids took all your blankets and pillows.

You start searching through your shelves, trying to find a blanket and a pillow. You must have a few more somewhere there.

During your search, you felt Ranpo's and Dazai's gazes on you.

Ranpo yawned and looked at Dazai.

"Dazai, have you heard about what happened yesterday? You see, Fyodor and Nikolai were visiting [Y/N]'s old house, trying to retrieve something..."

You let out a nervous whine and feel, like you were burning up. Your cheeks and ears were on fire. You try to focus on anything else, not paying attention to Ranpo.

"... And when they got back home..."

Where are the blankets and pillows?

"... We didn't see [Y/N], Fyodor and Nikolai for the rest of the day and night..."

Maybe they are in this wardrobe?

"... And [Y/N] appeared only at the morning..."

Why you can't find blankets and pillows?!

"... Do you think you can explain, what happened, [Y/N]?"

You turned back and looked at two detectives on your bed. Dazai and Ranpo both looked like two cats, that ate all sour cream in the house. Your face still felt like it was on fire.

You breathe in and out.

"Where... Where are the rest..."

Ranpo grinned and finally opened his eyes.

"Kids wanted to make a huge pillow fort. They took all blankets in the house."

What? Were kids trying to make a fort that is big enough to live in? The idea of going to them and took one pillow and blanket was rejected immediately. It's still daytime, let the kids play.

But, you want to be nice and cozy while taking a nap.

Two detectives noticed your face expression. Dazai dramatically raise both of his hands up.

"Oh, My Dear Iris Flower, don't worry, you won't be cold or uncomfortable! I will be your blanket and Ranpo..."

What? A blanket?

Ranpo waves his hand.

"And I will be your pillow"

You will repeat. What? A pillow?

You blinked owlishly. Dazai open his arms, inviting you to hug him.

"Don't be shy, [Y/N]! Come here and hug me. Look, that I am soft and warm. A perfect blanket."

Ranpo lift his shirt up, showing his stomach.

"And my belly is soft. Softer, than any pillow you will ever have."

Ranpo opened his eyes slightly.

"And, both Dazai and I are much more good-looking than any... print on a pillow case you could find."

YOU DIDN'T EVEN KNOW THAT BSD CAST WERE SELF-AWARE, WHEN YOU ORDER TWO DAKIMAKURAS WITH FYODOR AND NIKOLAI ALMOST A YEAR AGO!

AND, IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT, THAT PACKAGE GOT DELAYED, AND, WHEN IT FINALLY ARRIVED, YOU NOT ONLY FORGET WHAT SHOULD BE INSIDE, BUT ASKED FYODOR AND NIKOLAI TO GET IT FROM YOUR PREVIOUS NEIGHBORS!

AND, YOU DIDN'T KNOW, THAT YOU WERE SHOP'S 5000 CLIENT AND, AS A PRESENT, YOU GET PILLOW CASES FOR DAKIMAKURAS WITH DIFFERENT BSD CHARACTERS!

You feel a chill running down your spine. Yesterday, you spent half of the day and all night, cuddling Fyodor and Nikolai. Well, to be more specific, you were wrapped into a blanket and stuck between Fyodor and Nikolai, that wanted to show you, that they are better than any pillow. And prettier. And clingier. It was the best cuddles you ever had. Almost. All their teasing were unbearable!

You don't want to know, how Ranpo and Dazai learn about the pillows and pillow cases. Either, because they are Dazai and Ranpo. Or because Fyodor and Nikolai told them. It doesn't matter right now.

...

You probably could take a nap in the living room. On the couch. With no pillows and blankets.

Or, you can give up and have a nap with Ranpo and Dazai. And, once again, cuddled for the rest of the day.

Ranpo, whose eyes were still opened, laughed.

"There are no free blankets or pillows in the house. Your nap on the couch will be cold. Besides," Ranpo had a tight grin on his face. "Is it really that bad to sleep with us?"

You massage your temples. It wasn't bad, just... They will never let you live the dakimakuras incident down, right?

Dazai give you the best puppy dog eyes he can.

"Are you tired, Dear [Y/N]?" Dazai cooed, opening his arms for a hug again. "Take a nap. You will feel better!"

You give up and plopped down on your bed, rolled to Dazai and put your head on Ranpo's stomach.

He was soft and warm. You still can't believe, that BSD Gang were real, breathing, living people.

Dazai nested on top of you, pinning your hands between his chest and yours. Dazai's face pressed against the crook of your neck.

Ranpo's fingers started running through your hair.

"Aren't we better, than any pillow or blanket you will ever have? Or any pillow case?"

You let out a tiny groan.

"I already explained it, that I forgot about the package! It took almost a year to be delivered!"

Ranpo chuckled and Dazai rub his nose against your throat.

"Dear Iris Flower, don't be embarrassed. You gift us a great opportunity to cuddle with you more!"

You rolled your eyes.

"Yea, it's not like we don't snuggle almost every day"

Ranpo and Dazai laugh a little. Dazai kissed the tip of your nose.

"Well, I still want more cuddles!"

Ranpo poked your cheek.

"So am I."

You mumble something, but close your eyes and doze off. Dazai and Ranpo were great as a blanket and pillow.

Right before falling in Dream Kingdom, you heard Ranpo's voice.

"Sleep tight, [Y/N]. Have a good dreams."

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How about BSD men when you're sick with a cold? (Totally not cause i have one rn lmaoo) I love your work btw <3

Thank you sm! And ofc! Hope you like this!!! (same, I was sick this whole week 😞😞 hope you get better soon)

(This is part 1. Part 2 with the rest of the members will come shortly!!!! I decided to slip it so at least one half of it was out…I think I might start doing this in the future to be able to post more frequently! Btw, I have seen all your requests and currently working on them!!!! Please keep requesting! I love every single one of them!)

BSD Men When Reader Is Sick With a Cold (P.1)

In this post: 🌹 Doppo Kunikida, Atsushi Nakajima, Yukichi Fukuzawa, Edogawa Rampo, 🌹

Pairing: Fem!reader/BSDMen

Synopsis; How would the BSD Men act when you have a cold.

Yukichi Fukuzawa

Fukuzawa, being the president of the Armed Detective Agency is a responsible person. The minute he notices you’re feeling sick, he takes care of you so well, he almost rivals Yosano. He makes sure that you take all your medications, constantly checking your temperature, and will not make you lift a single finger. You are his sick princess; you stay in bed and do absolutely nothing. If you ask for anything, he would rush to get it for you. With Fukuzawa’s love and great, responsible care, you overcame your cold very quickly.

“Where is (Y/N)?” His voice cut through the thick fog in your mind, sounding distant and echoing loudly. You winced, peeking open your eyes. Reality felt dreamlike; you saw Fukuzawa walk towards you, the view of your boyfriend slanted, as you were lying on the surface of the table in the conference room. You had hoped to refresh the burning hellfire that crackled in your mind, but with no avail.

“My dear,” Fukuzawa sighed, sitting down next to you. “You should go home.” He chided, pressing a large hand to your forehead. Your elevated temperature made his usually calm face grow worried. “You’re burning…you’re going home.”

You tried to protest, feebly gripping his arm to hold him back, but the worried glance Fukuzawa threw at you, seeing you pale, burning, nothing could convince him to make you stay at work.

You closed your eyes, your illness draining you far too much to remain awake. Every sound echoed in your ears, hurting your already weakened head.

When you blinked your eyes open, you found yourself in your apartment, and only vaguely remembered Atsushi bringing you home. Fukuzawa would have done so himself if he didn’t have a crucial meeting with a politician he could not avoid.

You dragged yourself to bed, too tired to change, only falling in your futon. Morpheus immediately pulled you under, dragging you to the depths of a dreamless sleep.

You opened your eyes suddenly, feeling a presence next to you even through your agitate sleep. Your eyes had to concentrate more than usual to focus on reality, ironing what was blurry, before you noticed the presence was Fukuzawa.

“Shh…I’m here, my love,” he whispered in your ear, adjusting the covers around you to make sure you weren’t exposed to any cold air. You immediately calmed down, snuggling against his chest. “Take this before you sleep,” Fukuzawa whispered, slipping two pills inside your mouth. You swallowed, knowing they were probably medication to reduce your fever.

You conked out right after, vaguely remembering finding it difficult to fall into deep sleep. You only found peace when Fukuzawa wrapped you in his arms, caressing your head.

You woke up the next morning to an empty bed. You sat up, pressing a hand to your forehead. You sighed in relief when you realized your temperature had gone down, but you still felt under the weather, your eyes burning, and your throat itchy. You glanced at Fukuzawa’s empty spot, wondering where he could have gone.

Almost sensing your thoughts, your boyfriend walked inside your room, carrying a mug of delicious warm milk with honey. “Good morning, sweetheart.” He cooed, seeing you sniffle sadly, clearly not happy you were sick. “I made this for you.” He handed the mug to you, making sure you didn’t burn yourself holding it.

“Yukichi, I don’t like being sick.” You whined, leaning against his side when he sat down next to you.

“I know, darling, but you have to rest to get better. And not stoically push through it like you were doing yesterday.” He chided softly, urging you to drink milk. You pouted, knowing he was right.

You couldn’t help but feel sadness crawl on your face, when you realized you wouldn’t be able to spend your few days off having fun with your partner, who you already saw too little of.

Fukuzawa realized, and to try and bring back the sparkle of happiness on your face, even amid a sore threat and runny nose, he leaned down to press a kiss to the tip of your nose. “Would you wish to watch a movie?”

As he had hoped, a smile brightened your face, and you almost jumped up in joy, Fukuzawa’s hand blocking you from doing so, afraid you would topple over sick. “Can we watch a romcom?”

“Whatever you desire, my love.”

The two of you cuddled in bed, using your laptop to watch your favorite romcom. You could have not been happier, snuggling underneath the covers with your perfect boyfriend, and Fukuzawa also enjoyed spending some time with you, peppering a series of kisses on your face every time the characters kissed on scene.

Edogawa Ranpo

Ranpo is…interesting when you are sick. It’s one of the few times he shuts down, and does not know what to do, or how to react. For once, the genius detective feels lost. When he realizes you’re sick, his first reaction is disgust, and worry that you could infect him, and then he freezes when he realizes you, his beloved (Y/N), is sick. Panic infects his body, and he just..crashes. It takes a few seconds for his heart to calm down, and to regain the composure on his face. All of his panic runs behind his face, only visible through his emerald green eyes to whomever knows him very well. The moment he has calmed down, he takes control, even if the fear of messing up and making you even sicker haunts his mind. Ranpo cures you slightly chaotically, forgetting to give you medicine and then remembering late at night, but he tries his best, and succeeds in making you feel better, inevitably being exhausted by the time you are no longer sick. Now it’s your turn to take care of him.

“Where is (Y/N)?” Ranpo asked, sulking at his deck, his lips wrapped around a vanilla lollipop as his green eyes scanned the office, noticing your absence.

“She took a day off.” Kunikida replied, not lifting his gaze from his computer.

“She didn’t tell you?” Dazai asked as he spun around in his chair, accidentally kicking Kunikida’s leg and then rolling away when his partner got mad.

Ranpo shook his head, sucking on his lollipop pensively. “Nope…I wonder why,” he thought aloud. You were his girlfriend, and always told him everything. He didn’t know why you didn’t tell him today that you wouldn’t be going. He knew you knew he preferred when you were in the office, brightening his day by just caressing his hand when you walked by, busy working.

When you were not there, Ranpo usually took the day off with you, doing whatever you had needed to be doing. For a second, Ranpo’s rapid mind jumped to the unrealistic thought that you might be cheating on him, but he quickly threw the idea away, not even considering it.

But the lack of knowledge irked Ranpo, and he didn’t feel like rummaging through his pocket to find his glasses to use Ultra Deduction. Instead, Ranpo tapped on his phone for a few minutes, calling your number.

The wait felt excruciatingly long, and he only focused onto the rhythmic beeping, completely ignoring Kunikida choking Dazai.

“Hello?” You answered, your voice strangely nasally and lower than usual.

“(Y/N)!” Ranpo called sadly, pouting. “Why did you not tell me you were taking a day off? I could come over and cuddle in bed with you,” he whined, throwing the finished lollipop in the bin.

You sighed: you had hoped you could escape telling your adorable boyfriend that you were sick. He always panicked, and exhausted himself while he took care of you, and you didn’t feel like draining his energies for a menial cold. But of course, nothing ever went the way you had intended it to, still feeling a little smugness lift your lips into a smile: Ranpo had noticed your absence almost immediately.

“I’m sick,” you explained. Almost to provide you with ironclad evidence, your throat started itching uncomfortable, and you coughed for a few seconds.

When your words registered in Ranpo’s head, he froze. His eyes went unfocused, and his phone almost slid out of his grasp. An avalanche of thoughts flooded his mind, the most common theme, fear and worry. Extreme fear for you, and worry because he didn’t know how to care for you; both feelings battled in his chest, a conflicting tsunami that only rendered his green eyes duller.

“Ranpo?” You asked, your voice rough after your coughing fit, but the silence on the other end of the line scared you more.

“I’m coming over.” Was the curt reply you got.

“Wait, what? Ranpo, no you’ll get sick — and he hung up.” You sighed, placing the phone back next to you, and waiting for Ranpo to barge in through your door.

It took a good thirty minutes, but your prediction came true. Opening with his copy of the key, Ranpo flew in, his arms decorated by various bags filled with medicines. “I’m here!” He gasped, his chest heaving.

“Ranpo, did you run?!” You croaked, trying to get out of bed and hold Rampo before he inevitably collapsed.

“No, of course not.” He replied, blatantly lying. He gently pushed you back down on the bed, climbing in after you. He emptied out all bags in the center of the bed, and you widened your eyes in shock at the medium sized pile that formed on your duvet.

“Oh my god…that’s enough medicine for a lifetime,” you whispered. You did, however, feel very loved, as you watched Ranpo rummage through the pile, trying to find a specific packet. This man, who hated exercise, had run around multiple pharmacies to try and find one that would make you feel better. Your heart melted into your chest, almost making your tired eyes teary. You gently clasped his hand, pressing a kiss to his knuckles.

Ranpo barely noticed, digging frantically. “Here it is!” He exclaimed victoriously shoving a small, blue box into your hands. “This is the best one for sore throats, apparently.” He said, a proud smile loitering on his face.

You opened it, downing the pills with some water. “Thank you, Ranpo,”

“Am I the best boyfriend or what?”

“You certainly are.”

Ranpo’s smile grew, and his cheeks darkened by a few shades: receiving praise from you was on the same level as receiving praise from the president from him. “Now, they said sleep helps as well, so we should sleep.” Ranpo declared, hurriedly placing all the medications on your bed side table, before dragging himself underneath the covers, and snuggling against you.

You laid your head on his chest, already feeling your throat become less irritated, letting you exhale peacefully. Ranpo fell asleep before you, his rhythmic breathing becoming your lullaby. As felt your eyes go droopy, and your mind quiet down, resembling a calm mountain spring, you could not help but think that you truly had gotten the best boyfriend in the world.

That claim was instantly withdrawn when you were shaken awake at 3 in the morning by a sleep-drunk Ranpo, who suddenly remembered you had to take another medicine in while talking that one. You sighed, but after all, it meant Ranpo truly loved you, and that was more than enough for you.

Doppo Kunikida

Kunikida is a man of rules, and ideals, and he tries to follow his life bound by his self-imposed rules. He has a specific page on his notebook dedicated to the procedure to follow when he, or you, go down with a cold. But his ideals, and rules get thrown down the drain when you actually have a cold. Like Ranpo, Kunikida freezes, but not because he does not know what to do, but because he wants to do everything in his power to make you feel better. Seeing you sick, and coughing makes his heart ache, and is what pushes him out of his brief moment of panic. Kunikida writes down your symptoms in his notebook, and goes out on a hunt to find the best medication. He will then take care of you lovingly, but also strictly, not letting you get out of bed, or miss some medications because you say you feel better. A small part of him will also be blaming himself for allowing you to get sick, even if he can’t protect you from everything. Kunikida will, however, always remain by your side, not caring of the perpetual danger of falling ill as well: he can’t leave you alone when you’re sick. You’ll be wrapped in his arms at all times, and that is one of the best aspects of being taken care of by Kunikida.

Kunikida was typing on his computer, filling a report that, initially, had been Dazai’s. He noticed movement from the corner of his eyes, noticing you slumping in the chair next to his.

“Kunikida,” you called, gently tapping on his desk to get his attention.

“Yes, darling?” He asked, still typing on his computer.

“Do I feel a little warm to you?”

Kunikida looked up from his computer immediately after hearing your words. He instantly stood up, walking towards you. Your health always took priority on his work.

You did look paler, and more tired, Kunikida thought, as he pressed his hands on your forehead. “You’re a little warm,” he sighed, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Unfortunately, I cannot go home with you right now.” Kunikida said, hurriedly looking through his notebook, snapping it closed in anger.

You waved your hand. “Don’t worry, Kuni, I’ll just go home by myself.” You tried standing up, but Kunikida gently pushed you back down on the chair.

“I can’t let you go home alone. You’ll stay here, and I’ll take care of you while I work.” Kunikida declared, picking you up in his arms.

“Darling, I don’t feel that sick…and taking care of me while you work will just exhaust you more than you already are!” You tried protesting, as your boyfriend gently laid you down on the couch in the Armed Detective Agency office.

“Taking care of you will never exhaust me.” Kunikida grumbled, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead. He took his jacket draped on the back of his chair and covered you with it, returning to his desk to continue working.

Throughout the day, Kunikida walked over to your half conscious, half sleeping form on the couch, taking your temperature, and bringing you cups of water to drink. Kunikida also gave you various medicines that he had quickly popped out to buy on his break.

Various times you caught him glancing at you with worry, feeling that he was not doing enough to take care of you. You also saw him intensely research which medication to give you, also going as far as calling Yosano (it was her day off) to ask her what she thought would be the best course of action.

Lying on the couch, slipping in out of sleep, you felt enveloped by the warmth of your boyfriend’s love, who took care of you efficiently even while he was working.

You slowly woke a few hours later, noticing that the bright sunlight had been replaced by the lukewarm colors of the sunset, and the agency was empty, only Kunikida remaining, sitting at his desk. His hair shone like golden strands in the light, and his grey eyes resembled pieces of melted starlight.

You pushed yourself up, noticing your fever had gone. Your throat was still itchy, and your nose still clogged, but you felt better, overall. You slipped Kunikida’s jacket on, walking quietly towards him. You leaned over his shoulder, caressing his cheek, your two shadows intertwined on the floor.

Kunikida turned to glance at you, surprised. “Do you feel better, sweetheart?” He asked, turning to face you, immediately pressing his hand to your forehead to check your temperature.

You leaned into his touch, nodding happily. “All thanks to you, my perfect doctor,” you cooed, sliding down in his lap. Kunikida turned a fiery red, looking away.

“(Y/N), this is highly inappropriate!” He squeaked, although his hands tentatively went to wrap around your waist.

“Oh, come on: no one else is here. It’s not like we’re fucking in public.” You joked, panicking when you heard Kunikida choke on his spit. You laughed, gently slapping him on his broad back. “Ah, what should I do with you?” You asked, peppering kisses on his jaw.

“Kiss me properly,” Kunikida said quietly, seemingly having abandoned the war cry of propriety.

You laid your head on his shoulder, admiring his sharp features that were only accentuated by the dying sunlight that slid through the large windows. “I can’t, Kuni, I’ll get you sick.”

Kunikida looked at you in silence for a second, also admiring your face, his eyes zoning in on your lips. You saw the internal struggle reflected clearly on his eyes, a dueling waltz between his love for you and his ideals.

“Oh to hell,” he croaked, before diving down to press a passionate kiss to your lips, even going as far as to slide his tongue inside your mouth.

Your eyes widened in shock, but you quickly responded, threading your hands through his hair. Kunikida slowly pulled back after a few minutes, both of you panting for hair and grasping onto each other. Kunikida turned even redder when he noticed a small string of saliva glittering between the two of you. He pressed his forehead against yours: “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“Oh! How cute!” Dazai called suddenly, waltzing into the room.

Kunikida never fainted so fast before in his life.

Atsushi Nakajima

Atsushi would know what to do, probably having to take care of his fellow orphans. But he will do everything with an underlining panic he will try to hide for your sake, but that you will inevitably notice because he’s soaking in sweat, even if it’s winter. It’s because he worries so much; anxiety crawls inside his body, and he almost dies on the spot. But once you reassure him that it’s just a common cold, his heart will stop running a marathon and he will calm down. Atsushi takes care of you with love, as well as diligence, sleeping lightly to make sure you’re sleeping well. He’ll make you take warm baths, helping you get out and in, and will cook you whatever you want.

When Atsushi had waltzed into your shared apartment, excited to take you out on a date, his heart had dropped to his stomach when he saw you bundled up in your futon, trembling.

“A-Atsushi!” You called, your voice nasally. You opened your arms, looking like a scarecrow draped in duvets and covers.

“What happened?” Your sweet jinko boyfriend asked, worry evident in his furrowed brows as he knelt next to you, tucking the covers back around your body to make sure no draft would touch your skin.

“Got a cold from my last mission,” you mumbled, sniffling. “Walking around the countryside drenched in cold, mountain water was not a smart idea.”

“You did what?!” Atsushi stared at you, even more worried because you had walked around for god knows how long shivering in the icy air. You smiled sheepishly. Atsushi sighed, exasperated, pressing one of his hands to your forehead, relieved that you seemed to have only a slight fever. But your shivers were worrying his already panic-stricken heart.

“I’ll make you some soup.” He started getting up, but you grabbed his loose tail and tugged back onto the futon.

“No…warm me up! You’re always so warm!” You whined.

“I’ll do that after I make you the soup, okay, love?” Atsushi asked, gently persuading you to let go of his belt.

You pouted, reluctantly letting go. Your face suddenly brightened. “What if you order pizza!”

“No! That’s not what you need right now!” Atsushi called from the kitchen, scolding you gently. You sighed, dropping back into the covers.

Your caring boyfriend soon walked out of the kitchen, holding a steaming bowl in his hands, his eyes fixated on the quivering soup that danced threateningly close to the edge, teasing to suddenly overflow.

Atsushi placed it down in front of, a sigh of relief rushing out of his lips. You giggled, eyeing the sweat that had accumulated on his forehead out of concentration. You reached down to grab the spoon. You blinked, and the spoon was gone, now tightly held in Atushi’s grasp.

“Absolutely not. I’m feeding you.” He said, deciding to ignore your questioningly raised eyebrow. “And I’m not exaggerating.”

You decided to stay quiet, and simply enjoy the care your boyfriend was enveloping you in, relishing in the joy of being loved. You obediently swallowed down the warm and delicious soup, noticing how it smoothed out the irritation in your throat. “It’s delicious, ‘Sushi,” You said, in between spoonfuls.

Atushi’s cheeks turned red, and he grinned shyly, playing around with the remaining soup in the bowl. “I’m a good cook, aren’t I?” You threw your arms around him, nuzzling your nose against his.

“The best cook.” Atsushi beamed back at you, kissing the tip of your nose as he put the bowl down.

Lazily, you trailed your hand down his chest, feeling his solid muscles underneath. An idea suddenly came to you, and a lazy grin spread on your lips. “Baby, I’m cold.” You whined.Your hand, who had momentarily stopped on his stomach, restarted its journey, slowing sliding down to to his crotch.

Atsushi, who had been resting his head against yours, pulled back to look at you, worry evident in his eyes. “You’re cold…— (Y/N), WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” He gasped in surprise when he felt your warm hand on his dick, his breath getting stuck in his throat.

“Thanking the cook for the delicious dish!”

“A-Absolutely not! You’re sick! No!” He stammered, his eyes wide and panicked, his hand immediately clasping yours and gently pushing you back down in the bed, tucking the covers around you, restricting your movements: Atsushi knew he couldn’t resist you for long, and needed to prevent your hands to linger on his body before he got a hard-on.

“Atsushi! What the fuck?!”

“You need to rest. Doing what you wanted to do is not resting.” Atsushi stumbled and tripped over his words, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. You huffed, rolling your eyes. Atsushi glanced at you, playing with his fingers. “If you’re better tomorrow then maybe…” He quietly trailed off, defeated by the small pout that lingered on your face. You immediately perked up, smirking at him. “B-but only if you feel better!”

“I’ll sleep right away and get all the rest in the world so I feel better immediately!” You giggled, lying comfortably down in bed.

Atsushi sighed, a small smile on his lips, knowing that his heart truly belonged to you. He quickly slipped underneath the covers, holding you in his arms to suppress the shivers that had suddenly returned. You soon fell asleep, and Atsushi stayed awake a few more minutes, making sure you weren’t uncomfortable, before letting himself be pulled to sleep. But not too deep of a slumber: he had to make sure you, his treasure, his princess slept fine throughout the night. He was ready to sacrifice his sleep for that.

[luvfy0dor]

i'm sorry kisses with ranpo and nikolai if thats fine? ^^

it could be after an argument they had with the reader or something else

Ranpo and Nikolai + I'm Sorry Kisses ♡⁠˖

Warnings; cursing (once in Nikolais), barely proofread

Event/m.list

Edogawa Ranpo ★

It was no secret that Ranpo wasn't the best when it came to cleaning up after himself, especially his candy wrappers. It's not like he never helped around the house, but you were definetly the one doing most of the work. You knew it'd be best to communicate with Ranpo about it instead of letting those feelings bottle up inside you until you exploded in his face, so that was exactly what you did, approaching him neutrally and sitting next to him on the couch. He turned his attention to you with a smile, and leaned in to kiss your cheek. "Hey sugar, what's up?" He asked, leaning into your body with familiarity. "Uhm...you've been- okay, so don't get upset or nothin, but-" "Just get on with it, I won't get mad!" He eagerly says, no aggravation in his voice whatsoever, just impatience. "Well, you seem to be...uh, slacking around the house, and I could use a little more help, you know?" You tell him, glancing at him from the corner of your eye. He hums before speaking again.

"You say it like a disappointed teacher...but I knew that's what you were on about! I was just waiting for you to say it. Don't get scared that I'll be mad. I don't want to clean up, but if it really makes you upset, I'll do it. As long as-" "yes, I know, Ranpo, as long as I verbally reward you afterwards." You say with a playful eye roll. He grins and kisses you, holding your face close to his with both hands. "Mmm, m'sorry, sweetheart, ya should've told me sooner!" You brushed his hair from his face and nodded, leaning on his shoulder. "I was just nervous...but you shoulda just started helping if you knew! Woulda saved me so much stress." You say, eyebrows furrowed as you look up at him. "Well, not everyone's gonna pick up on what ya want if ya don't say anything about it." He says, reaching into his pocket and grabbing a lollipop. He unwraps it and goes to stuff the wrapper in his pocket, but thinks again and gets up to bring it to the trash can. It made you smile. "Ranpo, you don't have to throw every wrapper out immediately, just be careful you don't drop 'em everywhere." You say from the couch, making him sigh. "It's alright, might as well train myself for a better habit." He says. "Now, where's my reward at, darling?"

Nikolai Gogol ★

Nikolai was getting on your nerves today with his playful and mischievous antics, and the final straw for you was him scaring the shit out of you by releasing a dove in the house and not letting you know about it. You looked annoyed already as you walked into the dimly lit kitchen while your literal clown of a boyfriend showered and nearly had a heart attack when a bird flew out from atop the cabinets. It sent you gasping and stumbling backwards, tripping and falling onto the floor. "Oh my god- Nikolai!!" You yelled out to him, knowing he probably couldn't hear you under the shower. And he couldn't. He was in the scrubbing his body and humming some jolly old tune, he himself having forgotten that he released the dove. After all, you were the only dove of his on his mind! Soon enough, the shower turned off and you could hear him open the shower door. You stood back up clumsily and made your way back into the bedroom and called to him through the door. "If you release doves in the house get them out! One of them was perched on the cabinet and it scared the shit out of me!" You say, holding a hand over your heart and feeling the fast pace.

"Oh, sorry! It completely slipped my mind, honey." He calls back as he pulls his shirt over his head. "It was just one thing after another today, and I cannot take one more singular knock knock joke from you." You say, flopping down on the bed. He emerges from the bathroom with a raised eyebrow. "My bad, you should have said something if my antics were overwhelming you." He says, walking back over to the bed with a towel over his shoulder, flopping down with half of his body on top of you. It shoved an 'oomph' out of your throat and a shiver up your spine as you felt his cold, wet hair hit your shoulder. "Jeez, Kolya." You say, surprised by the extra weight on top of you, though it wasn't unfamiliar. "Whaat? I'm just saying I'm sorry in my own way." He smiles, placing kisses on your shoulders and nape of your neck making you squirm. "Heyy~ knock it off!" You say, trying to suppress your giggles and stay annoyed with him, but you fail. "Oh, c'mon, dove, you know I'm really sorry and I love you." He says, getting up on his elbows and looking at you in the eyes as you turn your head towards him. He gives a toothy grin before leaning in to kiss you, to which you roll your eyes and kiss back. "Alright, whatever." He smiles and rubs your back before standing up to toss his towel in the laundry hamper and promptly returning to your side. "Good. I don't know what I'd do with myself if you had given me the silent treatment over something so silly." Now, let's go to bed, you seem rather exhausted."

A/n; first req of the event!! So happy that I'm getting so many, I was so nervous no one would wanna do it!! Thank you to everyone who requested or liked the post or just likes me in general ^^ 💖 I love you!!

[mncxbe]

Can I request Dazai, Ranpo and Chuuya with a s/o that’s never been in a fully healthy and loving relationship so they sometimes get confused or shocked by the bare minimum? Like if they say they care about their consent for anything they’re like “Wait you what?- you do? Fr?” Or if they say smth they can do they go “Wait I’m allowed to do that?”

Totally not self projecting

sure dear omg this is lowkey so sweet. hope you like it♡♡

// also tysm for 400 followers hihi♡♡ love you all

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Kintsugi

𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊, 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒑𝒐, 𝑪𝒉𝒖𝒖𝒚𝒂 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff♡/ light angst maybe?

𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊

he probably figures it out during the first weeks of the relationship

asks lots of rethorical questions and lowkey pushes you into telling him all about it (he just needs to know) but he doesn't actually force you to tell

"Bella, you know I'd never do or say such things to you. Your exes just weren't real men, aight? Didn't know how to handle a beauty like you" (he thinks he's a smooth talker fr)

super kind to you overall; he'll pay attention not to be toxic to you

"Wanna play a game, bella?" Dazai cooed, curling on the couch next to you.

You carefully set down the cup of honeyed tea you were drinking and scooted closer to him, a wide smile stretching your lips.

"Sure. What do you have in mind."

"How about a game to get to know each other better? We ask questions and the other one answers. I'll even let you go first my sweet." he said with a wink.

"Um... ok?" you said reluctantly "Cats or dogs?"

"Cats. If you could eat anything right now, what would it be?" he asked playfully.

"Hm... probably figs. Figs would be nice"

This little game of yours went on for around twenty minutes until your boyfriend finally decided to ask you a more serious question.

"What's the worst relationship you've ever had?"

Although he asked that question in a lighthearted tone, there was a hint of urgency to it. Seeing the blank expression on your face, Dazai added:

"It's been weighing on my mind for a while now."

"Well... I gotta say all my exes were kinda shitty. I've never actually been in a healthy relationship and the worst part is that I didn't even know they were unhealthy at that time." A light chuckle rolled off your lips as you reached for your cup and took a small sip. "You see, I didn't wanna tell you about this. I assumes it would be a burden"

Dazai's eyes softened upon hearing your statement. "Bella" he began, taking your hand in his "Nothing that you do or say will ever be a burden to me."

"Alright then" you replied with a sheepish smile "Then I guess I could tell you"

And then you did. You told him everything you've been through: your first ex who never let you go out of the house without him because he thought you'd cheat on him, your second who always made you cook dinner for him because "that's what a real woman would do" and the last one, who constantly brought his friends over although he knew how shitty they were with you. As he listened to you tell your story, his thumb gently brushed over the soft skin on back of your hand. It did hurt to hear what you've been through, but what pained him most was the fact that you didn't think he'd understand and accept your trauma.

When you were finally done talking, a deep silence fell between the two of you.

"You know I'd never treat you like that?" he eventually said.

You gave a small nod "I know. I just... I guess I'm not used to healthy relationships."

Dazai's arm snaked over your shoulders as he pulled you in a gentle hug; your head coming to rest on his chest. He simply placed a chaste kiss on the crown of your head.

"In that case I'm honoured to be the one to teach you what love should be like"

𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒑𝒐

he probably knows from the start

it was the little things: the ways you'd always ask him if you're allowed to do certain things, the fact that you were always so aware of all his moods and actions

so yea, he figured it out

doesn't force you to talk about your exes tho, he'll wait for you to open up or ask you casually

so supportive fr; reassures you that he'll never do something like that

"Y/N you deserve the best really. And lucky for you I'm the best"

protect him at all costs fr♡

Your boyfriend's ultra deduction was something that never ceased to amaze you; but still you didn't expect him to catch on so fast on the fact that you have never been treated right in a relationship before.

When he finally called you out on it all you could do was look him dead in the eyes; your fingers fumbling with a loose string on the cuffs of your hoodie.

"So?" he asked again, pouting.

"Yea, you're right. I've never had a healthy relationship"

"I knew it!" he exclaimed but immediately regained his composure when he realised this wasn't something he should be happy about.

"Look, sugar. I won't force you to tell me anything about it but just know that I'm not like them."

"I know Ranpo my sweet but-"

"Nuh uh" he interrupted, pressing his index fingers against your lips to shush you "Let me finish. First off, you're allowed to go out with your friends whenever you want to. Just text me from time to time so I know you're safe. Second off, please tell me if I'm ever crossing your boundaries. And third stop apologising for every single thing you do, ok? It's not a good habit"

"I know I'm sorry but-"

Ranpo raised a brow and smiled lightly "What did I just say love?"

You took a deep breath in and returned the smile "No apologies, noted." After a minute of silence you eventually spoke again, this time with more confidence "Thank you dear. For being so patient and understanding with me. Maybe one day I'll tell you about my exes, I want you to know. But I don't wanna let the past affect us."

"And it doesn't, my sweet. Did you forget?" he giggled, flashing you his signature smirk. "I'm the best boyfriend ever. Nothing could ever determine me to see you as less than perfect."

You suddenly leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips; the saccharine gesture taking him by surprise.

"I'm so happy I'm with you Ranpo. You make me happy." you beamed and the detective felt his heart melting. His entire body felt like pudding, a soft, mushy mess. This was the effect you always had on him.

Your boyfriend hugged your waist and burried his head in your chest as your fingers combed through his dark locks.

"I'll do my best to be worthy of you" you said after a while.

And Ranpo only nodded, smiling against your chest. His slender fingers found yours and loosely intertwined with them "You already are, sugar."

𝑪𝒉ū𝒚𝒂

"What? What do you mean if I let you go out with your friends tonight?"

he's so confused fr; doesn't understand why you ask such questions

such a sweet boy fr

at first he doesn't realise why you're so moved by every small thing he does, but after you tell him about your past relationships... oof

you know he's gonna threaten to kill those guys🫡

he's even more gentle with you now and reassures you that you're worthy of a good man (he's talking about himself hehe) and that he'll treat you well♡

literally the definition of "You can wear whatever you want. I can fight."

JUST BECAUSE FLOWERS🌹

It was around 8:30 p.m when you heard the door open, announcing the arrival of your partner; you quickly discarded the fluffy blanket you were wrapped in and tip-toed to the hallway.

"Chuu. Let me tell you what happened today you won't believe it!" you said excitedly as you turned the corner and... you stopped dead in your tracks.

There he was; Chuuya Nakahara, your beloved boyfriend, holding a bouquet in his arms. Honeysuckles, milesii irises and golden daylilies perfectly wrapped in a coffee coloured craft paper with drawings of the Eiffel tower and French bistors. 'La vie est belle', it read.

"Hey honey. Sorry I'm so late tonight but I stopped to get this for you." he said casually as he handed you the flowers.

You took the bouquet from his hands and held it to your chest, breathing in the sweet, fresh scent of the blossoms. Chuuya must've noticed the disdained look on your face for he came closer to you, gently placing an arm on your shoulder.

"My love are you ok? Do you not like the flowers or..."

Suddenly you burst into tears, a wide smile rising to your lips. "No Chuu I love them. I love them so much thank you I just-" you stammered, choking on your tears. "I just never got flowers before."

Chuya's heart sank upon hearing your words, a wave of sadness washing over him. "My sweet love." he began, his calloused hands gingerly cupping your tear stained cheeks. "You deserve all the flowers in the world."

His words only made you cry harder. Both of you were smiling, gazing into each others' eyes; from time to time Chuuya wiped away a pearly tear that streamed down your face with his thumb. Between you the flowers were getting squished but neither of you could care less.

"You're a silly girl, you know? Crying over something like this." he said playfully, trying to lighten up the mood.

"Oh shut it" you replied in the same tone as you kissed him on the cheek.

Your boyfriend took the flowers from your arms and carefully placed them on the counter before pulling you in a tight hug; he breathed in your scent and God, you were even sweeter than the blossoms.

"You know I'll give you everything you want and more darling." he said in a hushed voice, causing you to sob quietly.

He let you cry for a while, whispering sweet nothings and caressing your hair until you finally calmed down.

"I'm sorry Chuu. That was embarassing" you chuckled lightly but your boyfriend didn't miss the hint of guilt in your voice.

"Not at all, silly." he said, pullng away. "I know we've talked about this before, the way your past relationships impact our own and I wanna remind you that it's ok if you react like this. To be honest you're cute when you get so worked up over my little gifts"

"Hey don't tease me" you cried out, wiping away the last tear from your reddened cheeks. "Or I'll cry again"

"Now we can't have that, can we?" he replied as he slid an arm around your waist. "Let's put those flowers in a vase and get you a glass of water. I think you need it love."

A smile rose to your lips as you looked at him, chest swelling with love and pride "Yea. I think I do, love."

[ma3mae]

"I feel like sleeping on the couch tonight"

Summary: Pranking your hubby/bf by telling them that ^ and how they'd react (fukuzawa, ranpo, tecchou)

Genre: kinda cracky, def some fluff and more tooth rotting fluff 💀🛐

Warnings: tecchou whipped for ur cute ass, me barking for fukuzawa, ranpo being a child.

A/N: saw it from a reel on insta and immediately HAD to use that inspo, okurr 😤✋originally wanted to add fyodor but ill prob do it in a part 2 thingy

Fukuzawa Yukichi

Ok so first off hes a major workaholic so you prob often fall asleep on the couch during some movie watching while waiting for him at home

always feels apologetic and even guilty bc not only as his lover but as a person, you should be sleeping in the comforts of your bed

will always carry you to bed bc he wouldnt want to wake you up as well. You already did enough by trying to stay up for him

So you can see how surprised he is when he finally arrives at home at reasonable hours and you lying wide awake on the couch

And you suddenly blurt that shit out?? HES ALSO PROB TIRED AF ILL MASSAGE U, ZADDY WOOF

takes a seat next to you and immediately asks if theres a reason for that

wont jump to conclusions but will still be a bit taken back and worried that it might be his fault...

"Nah, i just feel like it today." "Oh okay, well if you say so" SOBBING FR

He values honesty above all else and wouldnt doubt that you'd be pranking or lying to him tbh and overall your comfort is one of his main priorities

So he'll let it go but still be saddened that you dont wanna sleep in your shared bed :((

A sudden idea pops up in his head bc at some point even he wants to still be in his lover's arms especially after work

Its already sad enough that yall cant do it whenever u want to D: HUG HIM FFS

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"Then I shall join you on the couch if you're alright with it?" Before you can even say anything, he takes a seat right next to you. You shuffled your feet away from him to give him some space, focusing your gaze onto the TV. You knew if you'd look at him, you'd immediately stop the prank. His gaze alone would make anyone confess their biggest secrets and well, you didn't want to spoil the fun yet.

Yet it only needed a clearing of his throat to turn your attention towards him and oh no...

You couldn't do it. How would you? When he was looking at you like you just kicked a ton of cats infront of him.

"Y/N."

NO! DON'T SAY ANYTHING

"I'm sorry if I have been neglecting you lately. If there's anything I can d-"

"It's prank.."

You sat up as you took his hands into yours.

"I didn't mean to make you feel like you've been neglecting me... I just saw it online and thought it was a funny prank."

Blinking his eyes in confusion, his gaze softened at your words.

He pulls his hands back before wrapping them around you, gently pressing your bodies closer as you felt his lips on your head.

"Even if it's just a prank, I have still been neglecting my duties as your husband lately and apologize greatly for that."

Slightly pulling back, you feel his rough hand cupping your cheek.

Eyes full of love looking into your glassy ones as he lets his thumb stroke a stray tear away.

"I apologize deeply for making you feel in such a way that you had to" prank" me as you called it. You must have felt lonely these days but don't worry. I will make sure to return home earlier because I have also been missing you, my love. "

After a loving kiss and an enjoyable evening, he had kept his word for the future days and if something would change, he made sure to notify you immediately.

Yet at the end of the day, he would always return to your beloved home and into your arms for the night.

**********

Yall, dont be surprised in how FAST we confessed

look me in the eyes and say you wouldnt spill everything out when THIS man looks at you like he'd give you the world if he could 🛐🛐

He'd def try his best to keep his promise but sometimes yokohama takes a bit longer to save but dw he'll make time for you bc happy wife happy life

cook him smth, massage him, just be there for him and let him lie on your chest or smth and he'll already feel so blessed

we all wanna pamper him ok, he be raising a whole orphanage so someone gotta pamper him too

I just want me a nice fukuzaddy alright 😩😩😩😩

Edogawa Ranpo

He'll give you the biggest side eye fr 👁️

like?? Hello?? Why sleep on the couch when you can be in bed with the world's greatest detective???

Will fr shame you for that ngl

He obviously knows its a prank but he cant believe you have the AUDACITY to do it to him

You are literally challenging a MAN CHILD, have fun 🤓

For the sake of it, you did the prank after knowing that it was a pretty uneventful day at the agency but oh dont worry

This man WILL gaslight u into thinking it wasnt 💀

*******

"So you want to sleep on the couch, huh?"

There he stood infront of you, arms crossed, the biggest pout he could muster on his face and blocking your sight of the TV as you continued to nonchalantly munch on HIS chips he had hidden under the bed.

"Well, I just feel like it."

""wElL i jUsT fEEl LikE iT", she says. Then I feel like taking MY chips back, thank you very much!"

Before he could snatch them away, you immediately turned your back towards him, clutching the bag tightly in your arms.

"Y/N, YOU'RE BREAKING THE CHIPS?!?!"

"and I'M sleeping on the couch."

Silence fills the room for some seconds before you hear a huff behind you. Hasty steps making their way towards your shared bedroom before the door being shut quite loudly.

Doubt was creaking through your resolve, asking if you were maybe overdoing it.

"Nah, he knows I'm joking....Right?"

An hour passed before he came back, flopping himself down onto your legs and you could just feel how he was pressing down harder on purpose so there'd be no way to leave.

"Ow, Ranpo?! Get off of my legs!!"

Yet his sharp gaze stopped you, not giving you the slightest chance to tell him off.

It made you nervous, how he just sat there with his arms crossed, eyes not leaving yours.

Was he threatening or mocking you??

You weren't sure.

"You know, Y/N..." He slowly began as you felt him press down even harder.

"I really don't appreciate what you're doing right now."

"H-Huh, what do you mean?"

He physically had to hold himself back from laughing at your clueless face because oh...

Oh, you wanted to prank him? Then be ready to get it handed back at you even worse.

"So many people have been hurt today, all these lives the Agency had to save with MY help. You don't know how many eyes I had to witness as they were about to lose their light in them. So many were at Death's door and we managed to help them. Now I'm tired and ready to be welcomed by the comforts of my home and the love of my life pulling me into her arms, telling me how proud she is of me of having LITERALLY saved the city and maybe wanting to lighten that burden on my shoulders I have to carry every day? "

He pressed his index finger on your forehead as he leaned in closer.

"That's not very nice of you, you know. Imagine you'd be the World's Greatest Detective and coming home exhausted but your lover decides to be weird and seemingly not EVEN appreciating my work. Can't relate to that, right?"

You hated him.

You hated him so much for how he exactly knew what to say to get what he wanted.

But that's also what made you fall in love with him at the first place.

"If so many people have been hurt then why didn't I see it o-"

"We have ties, Y/N. Of course they wouldn't broadcast something like that on TV. Do you know what chaos it would cause to this city and possibly the world? "

It only made you frown as he clicked his tounge at you while waving his finger at your words.

"Now, now you know what you should be saying after pulling such a stunt like this. Especially after I have worked so hard today."

Pulling your blanket over your head to break from his intense gaze seemed to do nothing, as he had just simply snatched it out of your hands.

"I'm not gonna apologize to you for that! Just wanted to pull a prank on you and you just have to turn it onto me!"

He merely shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, what did you expect? You should be glad that I didn't give it back to you ten times worse. Just wanted to go home, eat your cooking and maybe cuddle but I might actually not do that at all today."

"Ugh, you're such a buzzkill."

You just sighed at his words and he suddenly found himself in your arms.

He turned towards you with a frown on his face yet his reddened face seemed to lessen the effect of his next words.

"H-Hey! I didn't say that I forgive you for your prank!"

"Well but I forgive you for trying to make me feel bad for it. If you wanted me to cuddle and kiss you then just say so. You knew it was a prank after all."

"But I didn't like it when you said that you'd rather sleep on the couch than on the bed today..."

His voice resonated through your chest as he pressed his face against it, muffled words accompanied with a whiny tone.

"I never said, I would sleep without you though?"

A laugh escaped you as his head shot up, big eyes meeting your amused ones.

Yet he only gave a pout at your words as he went back to your chest, wanting to hide his embarassement from you.

"You're mean but I still love you. You owe me candy for putting me through this, though."

You only let your hand glide through his hair before settling it on his neck, giving light scratches to the spots he liked.

A satisfied sigh escaped him and soon the room was filled with only noises from your TV.

"I'm already sweet enough so that should suffice as" candy", right? And that was your pick up line not mine so I'll stick to what you meant."

"Yeah, yeah. Now let's just cuddle in peace, okay."

A comforting silence grew between the both of you as you later on fell asleep together, a smile etched on each face.

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This was SO long lmao but next time you'll prank him, he'll just dump some water on u bc thats sparing you from him at this point

bRO COULD legit just expose everything of u but he wouldnt bc he loves u too much 💕💕💕😤😤😤

Suehiro Tetchou

bro, thats like the worst prank u could do to him bc... he wouldnt get it first...

the only reaction you'll get is 🙂 him when he greets you > 😐 when u tell him that

hes gonna be fr confused like... why does his partner want to sleep on the couch but... okay?????

Honestly i think he wouldnt protest right out but at the end of the day, even he wants some cuddles after work :(

*********

Tecchou was excited. No one would really know about it if it wasn't for the light smile adorning his face as he thought about going home.

The only one who'd notice is Jouno but he didn't really care enough to mention anything about it.

He'd merely click his tounge when his annoying ass colleague would take a bit longer to respond to his questions, only saying the words "Just go home if even the smallest things are distracting for you."

Jouno could swear he was about to kick him in his face when he'd hear him turn towards him and only reply with "Y/N is smaller than me but not the smallest thing though."

"JUST LEAVE ALREADY, OH MY GOD!! I can't listen to your rambling about them any longer!"

Only he could nearly make Jouno groan in agony as he turned and began to walk away, not wanting to be near that idiot, knowing he'd just be looking like a lovestruck dumbass to everyone around them.

Tecchou only blinked at his partner's outburst, yet took his word and began to make his way home.

An exasperated sigh left Jouno's lips as he heard his footsteps yet it didn't surprise him at all.

He just couldn't get it around his head how someone could even be into that guy but oh well.

It's not his problem as long as it doesn't disrupt their work.

After all he had to give his thanks to that weirdo's partner for having given him a way to make him comply more easily.

It took him a simple "Just finish already and then you can go home."

"Okay."

Would be his only answer every damn time yet Jouno couldn't help but let out a small smirk when he'd hear the racing pulse of their enemies as if it was a declaration of Death from the Grim Reaper himself in their eyes.

Finally arriving at home, Tecchou would take off his coat and hat, hanging it onto the designated stand for such things.

A soft smile adorned his face as he walked into the living room of your shared apartment, finding you laying comfortably on the couch, the crinkling of stuffing your hand into the pack of spicy potato chips echoing through the room as a cackle escaped your lips.

"Trash TV's surprisingly entertaining if it's done right, HA! "

"Y/N."

A yelp escaped you as you sat up and whipped your head around, only to see your boyfriend standing behind you.

Tecchou was unfazed by your surprise,reaching for your face to wipe the potato crumbs on your lips with his thumb.

"Mmh, chips. The spicy one's are especially tasty with mustard and red pepper." He told you as he licked the crumbs off of his thumb, a smile adorning his face as he sat himself down next to you.

Laying his head onto your lap, the soft fuzzy blanket covering it, making it all the more welcome for him to lay on them.

He had randomly gifted them to you one day, simply because "it reminded him of you".

Fuzzy and warm. That's how he'd always feel when thinking, looking and touching you.

"That sounds like a really weird combo." You replied as you smiled at his words, settling your hand on his head before let your fingers run along his scalp and scratching the right spots, making him sigh as he pressed his face against your stomach, snuggling into it.

"Are you tired, honey? You could go to bed, you know?" You asked him as he closed his eyes, breathing evening out while he wrapped his arms around your waist, enjoying your smell and warmth.

"Just wanna cuddle right now."

"Alright." You replied with, thinking about how you'd tell him the words you've been wanting to say for a while now.

An hour passed before you felt your boyfriend stir a bit, finally turning his head up to you, yet his arms still enclosed around their original spot.

Your legs were cramping at this point but how could you tell that your boyfriend when he just looked so cute like that??

"Had a nice nap?"

"Yeah, it was nice but I'm still tired..."

"You can go to bed if you'd like. Have you eaten anything yet though?"

"I have after the mission. I think I'll go to bed though."

Tetchou stood up and made his way to the bathroom, getting ready for bed.

After 10 minutes, he found himself back on the couch, a slight furrow of his eyebrows as he asked.

"Aren't you going to bed with me?"

Welp, straightforward as always.

"Uhmm no, I feel like sleeping on the couch today. Sorry, honey..."

"Oh. That's okay."

Blinking at his reply, he gave you a peck on the lips before going to your shared bedroom, the shutting of the door being the last sign of him before you were left alone on the couch.

You had forgotten that he wouldn't see any fault in that...

So was it really a prank? You didn't know, feeling a bit guilty yet you stuck to your plan.

Maybe he'd notice something was wrong the next day....

.

.

.

"Y/N."

You felt a hand slightly shaking you, making you stir in your sleep before slowly opening your eyes, recognizing the face of your boyfriend through your blurry sight.

"T-Tetchou??"

There he was kneeling before you so you'd be face to face as you lied on the couch, having fallen asleep after your continious marathon of trash TV.

Blinking to get a clear sight of him, you could see slight eyebags under his eyes.

"I can't sleep without you, Y/N. Come to bed or let's sleep on the couch together."

He suggested as he cupped your cheek with his hand, leaning his forehead against yours.

Hazel eyes bore into yours as the guilt inside of you went haywire.

"I'm so sorry, Tetchou. I should have gone to bed with you."

"But you said you wanted to sleep on the couch which is no problem at all."

You let out a sigh as you sat up, hands fiddling with your blanket, feeling him instantly lay his arms and head onto your lap, his eyes refusing to leave your face.

"Well... It was a prank."

He merely blinked at your words, seemingly processing your words.

"Why would you say that you'd want to sleep on the couch as a prank? Isn't a prank something like hurting someone but making it seem like an accident?"

"Yeah well, I did hurt you."

Your only reply was him furrowing his eyebrows as stood up, only to take a seat next to you.

Letting him pull you onto his lap, he gently cupped your face in his hands.

"But you never did?" His obliviousness was taking a toll onto you.

The guilt was surely consuming you. He was so honest to a fault and that made itself apparent in how he'd perceive anyone else especially you.

He would never think that YOU would ever do something to hurt him.

How could he? You loved him and he loved you.

Why should someone hurt the person they love the most?

"But Tetchou, I-I did. You couldn't sleep because I didn't go to bed with you and I had a hunch you'd probably get up and talk to me about it but I wasn't sure so I... stuck to it."

You couldn't look him in the eyes, yet the sudden lips on your forehead made your gaze shift onto his, confused eyes clashing against slight amused ones.

"That's not hurting me. Don't worry, Y/N. I'm used to pranks even if yours isn't one. Jouno would often do that too."

"Jouno??? Since when does he even do something like pranking??"

"Well he would sometimes just not reply when I talk to him or try to make me trip when I'm about to deal with the enemy. He would sometimes just click his tounge and walk away because it never works on me though. Heh, it's kinda funny if I think about it now. "

Ah.

How would you tell him that it was just Jouno being a dick.

You couldn't help but sweatdrop at his words, the guilt being comepletely wiped away as you thought that it would be better for their... colleagueship to just leave them be.

"That does sound funny... But maybe let's just go to bed. It is late after all."

"Hm, but I haven't forgiven you yet."

Eyes bulging yet narrowing at his words as you saw the corners of his lips rise up, a small but definite smirk decorating his handsome features.

"Hey!! You just said that I didn't even prank you!"

He let out a breathy laugh as you yelped, having lifted you up with ease and making his way to the bedroom.

"Yeah but u got pranked, heh."

You could only let out a "Hmph!" at his words yet not stopping the smile spreading on your face as he laid you down onto the bed, immediately laying down next to you and wrapping his arms around you, your legs entangling with each other as he pressed a soft kiss onto your lips.

"I think Jouno is being a bad influence on you." you teased as he let a hand glide through your hair.

"Hm maybe but I can now understand when he says" give them a taste of their own medicine.""

You merely rolled your eyes at his cheeky statement, pinching his nose before tucking your head under his chin, shuffling closer towards him.

"Let's just sleep already, you tease." were your last words for the night before closing your eyes, the beating of his heart like a lullaby for your ears.

"Good night, Y/N." he said in a quiet voice as he let his lips linger on the crown of your head before closing his eyes as well, the warmth of your body guaranteeing him he'd have the best sleep as always with you in his arms.

********

you still dont know what posessed him that night for behaving like that 😩

U even went to Jouno and asked him about it, no eyes boy was just like "? maybe that was a fake LOL" u shouldnt have asked that h*e 🙂🙂🙂 jk we love him

now you'd be wary of "pranking" ur bf, maybe he'd prank u back again but worse.... yet you'd quickly forget about all of that bc he'd shower u with kisses whenever you'd ask him about it

even he can be sneaky but we forgive him bc hes cute ok 🛐

[luffy0s]

BSD ADA character as Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics

Just my thoughts on what the ada characters would be if they were in an a/b/o au, kenji and kyouka won't be here because i do not write about minors.

Dazai is an alpha but he acts like an omega.

i know most people would think that he's an omega but listen, dazai acts childish most of the times to appear less threatening and more naive, he wants people to put their guards down when they're around him, and it just makes sense that he's an alpha who acts like an omega.

do you see my vision?

Ranpo is an omega, my first thought was that he would be a beta but thinking about it he seems like the opposite of dazai.

he's an omega who acts like an alpha or more like an omega who wants to be an alpha, we know that ranpo lies to himself and pretends to have an ability, so i feel like he would be an omega who pretends to be an alpha.

Fukuzawa is an alpha, he's strong, responsible leader, a good father and most importantly a green flag, we love him.

he would make a great alpha tbh.

i don't think i need to explain, you get it right?

Kunikida is a beta, i don't think that he would fit as an alpha, and he really doesn't fit as an omega.

he is responsible, trustworthy and hard working, but i feel like he would be a beta.

a safe choice, right?

Yosano is an alpha, i was actually thinking that she would be a beta but she fits more as an alpha.

i don't think i need to explain it, do i? she's a mommy, she would make a gorgeous alpha.

Atsushi is a beta, i know some of you thinks that he would be a beta but come on guys, he's a beta.

he's actually close to an alpha with his strength and power, but he lacks confidence and he has low self esteem and he hates himself (he disparately needs a therapist) and if it weren't for all of that he would have made an excellent alpha.

but a beta suits him best

Tanizaki is a beta, it suits him best honestly, i feel like his sister would be the same.

an omega tanizaki doesn't really sit well with me, and being an alpha doesn't really suits him.

a beta is the safest option for him.

and that's it, this was just a silly idea that came to my mind at 2am and after thinking about it and writing it it became 3:06am.

if you disagree with something don't hesitate to comment it, and give me your thoughts on this. maybe i'll write for pm or doa next...

[darling--angst]

Hii! congrats on 100 followers!! May I have Sports, (1), Ranpo, Romantic, maybe reader feels sad/lonely due to not exactly feeling as though she deserves ranpo's love so he confronts her about how she seems blue

Sports

Pairing: Ranpo x Civilian! Reader

Type: Oneshot

Genre: Fluff/Comfort

Warnings: kissing

Synopsis: The summer came and it was really stressful for the agency, things went on as usual but Ranpo felt that something was wrong with his lover, and he was right.

A/n: This idea is so cute! I really had fun writing this :)

Event // Ada. Masterlist // M.Masterlist

The hot summer breeze passed through the open windows of the agency and the complaints of the the members are all you can hear.

"Kunikidaa! Can you set the temperature a little lower?" Ranpo complained from his desk, a mini fan just beside his sweating face.

"I'm afraid not Ranpo-kun, we have to spend less since our budget is a little off because there aren't that many requests that have yet been completed" Kunikida continued typing on his laptop despite his hair being completely completely soaked with his sweat.

"Kunikida-kun!! I'm bored!" Dazai's muffled cries was heard from the lounge, his face planted on the couch. He ignored him but stopped when he heard Yosano step out of the infirmary with her machete on hand.

"Do you need something Yosano-sensei?" He asks slowly turning to face her.

"Does anyone want to go to the mall with me? I have to buy some supplies?"

"Maybe I could go with you, after finishing this document.. but may I ask why do you have your machete with you.?" He asked.

"Well before going I'd like to ask someone if they want treatment" She nonchalantly responded. Everyone except Ranpo and Dazai dropped cold sweat her words before ducking as she made a finger like motion on who to chose. Unfortunately for Kunikida, he was on his chair and he ducked last.

"Hmm... Oh! It seems like you really like my treatment Kunikida..." She smirked before walking towards him.

"Wait-! Yosano-sensei! I still have things to do in my schedule! Please!" He screamed as Yosano dragged him inside the infirmary. After that, everyone let out a sigh they have been holding, not minding his screams.

"hmm... I miss (name)-chan.." Ranpo muttered, his right cheek squashed on the table.

The day went on per usual. Kunikida was shining, with drool slipping past his lips as his chin laid on his desk after Yosano operated on him for 7 times. Dazai was slacking off in the couch, sweat pooling on the cushions. Naomi was clinging onto Tanizaki, their body heat and sweat mixing as she clung onto his side. Kenji and Atsushi were out on a mission about an exploding car. Ranpo was on his desk with his mini-fan and snacks, it was a normal day but he suddenly had a feeling that something is wrong, or that something will go wrong.

It was finally time for clock out. He watched as the clock slowly ticked each second until the bell rang. Grabbing his things, he walked passed Kunikida who was closing his laptop, and met Dazai just by the door, throwing in his coat.

"See you tomorrow everyone!" Dazai hummed before completely walking out the Agency. Ranpo didn't even say goodbye to them, he rushed out, only throwing in his hat, he left; earning confusion from many.

"Hmm.. something's wrong with Ranpo-kun.." Tanizaki stated.

"Maybe an emergency? Anyway let's get that cake from last time Jun'ichirō!" Naomi tossed herself into him, getting both of them out of balance. The other agency members didn't mind them and continued to leave with the same thought: "is Ranpo really okay? Did he and (name) argue?"

Ranpo walked on the sidewalk of Yokohama to his and his lover's shared apartment. His heads was filled with thoughts on what may be wrong, and before he knew it, he reached his destination. Opening the door, he stumbles on a table of untouched food, covered by a cloche. He muttered a small "I'm home" before he removed his shoes and hung his coat on the hanger, looking around, he saw no signs of you. He started to panic now, he was about to barge inside the bedroom until he heard your footsteps. You opened the door to see Ranpo with opened and wide eyes.

"Oh hey love welcome home" you tried your best to smile and gave him a peck on the cheek.

"Yeah.." It was the only thing he said before he followed you to the dining area. He thought that he was too paranoid but he couldn't help but notice the smudged concealer below your eyes. He never said anything about it, afraid that his suspicious are true, hoping to have something prove him wrong.

The dinner was quiet. The only sounds are the utensils hitting the plate and the small buzzing of the florescent light hanging on the ceiling. You were now cleaning, as you picked up his plate to clean the dishes he stopped you.

"Is something wrong, dear?" He asked you but you only halted from your movements before continuing to put the plate on the sink.

"Yeah, of course! Why would I be not?" You faced him to try smile at him. He stood up and now you were looking at him straight in the eyes.

"You're not." He stated, his hand finding it's way to your cheek, caressing it. You leaned into his hand, feeling his warmth, and you unconsciously smiled before responding:

"I am." You let out a breathless sigh before you flinched as his thumb smudged the concealer beneath your eyes.

"What's this.?" He looked at his thumb and your eyes widened. He already knew the answer but he wanted to hear it from you.

"it's- it's nothing.!" You slapped his hand away but only then did you realize what you did.

"Your eyes are puffy.. now please tell me what really happened.." He reached for your cheek, wanting to convince you to tell him the truth.

"I... I'm sorry" you ignored his question, more focused on what you did. Hanging your head low, you clenched your fists. Your expression darkened and thoughts ran on your mind: "I'm hurt him... I should've never done that.. now he will leave me! No,nono!". Panicking, your hands trembled and he tried calling your name but you didn't respond.

"Dear.. dear... (name)!" He grabbed you by the shoulder slightly shaking you, snapping you out of your thoughts. Tears unconsciously began to pool up in the corners of your eyes as you looked up and saw him giving you a concerned look on his face.

"Ranpo.?" You muttered and he let out a breathy sigh of relief.

"I know something is wrong.. so please just tell me.?" He confronted you and your breath hitched at his question. "There really is nothing to hide from you, the world's greatest detective—no from Edogawa Ranpo.." you thought to yourself, biting your lower lip.

"Ranpo..." You let out a breathless sigh and he tensed up at your actions.

"Just tell me what's wrong. I'll make sure to fix it.. please" The last part was more like a whisper yet his voice cracked. Your eyes widened at his words and thought: "He really is perfect.. He'll comfort me when I'm upset and he goes out of his way to make sure I feel alright... While I... I do nothing..". Your head hung low once again, biting your lip, and trying to stop the incoming tears that blurred your vision.

"Ranpo.. I love you.. but you deserve someone better.. someone who can solve crimes, who can keep up with your intellect.. and someone who- someone who isn't me" You struggled to say those words but you knew it was the truth. He struggled to find meaning behind your words, his hand never left your shoulder in an attempt to make sure you'll face him.

"Hey.. it doesn't matter that you're job is not related to a detective's work... It never mattered if you can't keep up with my so called intellect—" he said softly, lifting your chin up to look at him, and brushing away the tears that escaped your eyes. You were puzzled with what he's saying but nonetheless, you listened, feeling comfort in him.

"—you're you. And that's what makes me love you. You keep up with my childish antics, you help me understand things I find trivial, and most importantly, because you found a way to love me sincerely.. you saw me as Edogawa Ranpo and not as my title as the World's Greatest Detective" He softly removed a strand of hair from your face, then he gently cupped your cheeks.

"But I-" having tried find your words you tried to speak up but you can't as he already hushed you with a deep and passionate kiss. You closed your eyes tasting a faint taste of sweet candy while feeling butterflies in your stomach. A few seconds passed by before your lips parted, he brushed away some tears that unconsciously left your eyes before leaning his forehead with yours.

"I would be not be the World's Greatest Detective but a fool if I were to let you go" He whispered in your ear before kissing your forehead, cheeks, and the back of your hand in a gentleman-like-manner.

"Now let's go I'm sleepy!" He leaded you to your shared bedroom by the hand.

"But what about the dishes-?" Before you could protest he hushed you by saying:

"The dishes can wait for tomorrow, I can't!" With that you gleefully smiled at him.

That night both of you slept in each other's embrace, cuddling below the blanket, using one another as your personal pillow. You felt warm and secure around Ranpo and he felt the same with you. He doesn't know what he'll do in life without you and you don't know how you will be without him.. You two really are perfect for each other.

A/n: When I was writing this the whole idea was so fluffy and sweet hile my earphones was playing intense violin concertos/op by Tchaikovsky..

[irasamu]

 . . . (🍷) ֶָ֢ 𔓘 MY GOOD GIRL, ONLY FOR ME ; a edogawa ranpo fic. ❞

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍷 ꒱ . . . ahhhh, hope that one user who i bonded with over the comments finds this fic again. ranpo brainrot 24/7.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍷 ꒱ . . . tw ; rich!ranpo, tease!ranpo,fem!reader, sideshow, daddy issued reader, nsfw, backshots, creampie, raw sex, hair pulling, jaw gripping, biting, dumbification of reader by ranpo but in a adoring way, ranpo calls reader "my dumb girl" lovingly, ranpo calls reader's father as "daddy dearest" in mockery, ranpo is just a sexy lover, ranpo owns a porche, ranpo honestly has sugar daddy potential, fucking on top of the car hood and yeah, that's all i remember.

time is a lie, an illusion. the more you try to understand how it works, the more lost you find yourself.

for how else can you explain the exact same feeling clawing at your heart which did two years ago; as you sniffle, not wanting to cry in the midst of a lone road and so you dig your nails into your forearm, biting your lip.

it is when the porche stops and the door to the passenger's side opened without a word or moment of hesitance, that you practically leapt inside the expensive car, throwing yourself into the arms of the man who chuckled, affectionately rubbing your lower back, a bit too low to not be considered it being intimate but the man has always been too smart and so were his actions, he knew what he was doing. he always does.

"there there, has the good girl fought with her daddy dearest again?" his voice came out as a mockery yet this is how he of all people showed his fondness.

ranpo is a man of mystery no matter how easy going or childish he makes himself appear.

"i just don't understand him! i do everything to make him proud yet the more i try, the more i raise situations he can use against me."

hands removed your leather jacket which belonged to him, soothed you like no other as the black tank top with thin straps did the perfect job of leaving you exposed for ranpo and the latter smirked upon seeing goosebumps on your shoulder, his warm hands just feeling right on your cold and exposed skin.

"didn't i tell you? no matter what you do, your father will never look at you as something more then a nuisance, a responsibility." ranpo moved to lean near your ear as he whispered this, his breath hot as it hit the shell of your ear and you gulp when you feel ranpo's hand circle around your lower waist to reach for the door handle behind you and close the car door as you didn't care enough to do so.

"i know and i am sorry! but i just want my father to feel proud of me." you mutter in an almost non distinguishable voice but ranpo still understands and he sits properly, placing his hand on the steering wheel and tapping on the leather as he side glanced at you.

"does the good girl crave praises from her daddy dearest?" ranpo smirked but you aren't in the state to find offense in his words as you nod, looking down as you pinch on your black skirt with your thumb and index finger.

"just wanna be good and go back to how we were before but at this point, it's not a dream but a delusional i am desperately trying to make a reality." you answer, your tone somber, ranpo didn't like it. he doesn't like seeing you sad.

doesn't like how you are looking down at your bouncing legs and not at him, how your lips part to exhale and inhale shaky breaths as you try not to cry for the only time you should actually cry is when he is fucking you dumb.

ranpo hums and clicked his tongue, hand extending to grasp your chin between his index finger and thumb ; he guided your chin to look at him.

"wanna go somewhere fun to get your mind off of this?" he winked and oh who were you but a naive little girl walking into danger?

but is it really danger if this is all that is helping you from sinking into the thin sheet of despair.

for falling into despair and rising from it isn't as hard as it is to fall into what comes after despair.

and why even risk falling into such melancholy which will turn you inconsolable when the man next to you exists?

when he has always been the one escape from your woeful father?

"if it isn't a bother." you smiled at ranpo who playfully scoffed, focusing his eyes on the road ahead as the car roared to life.

"you are never a bother to me so don't even think about stuff like that, yeah? keep your dumb, preety mind occupied by me and not these thoughts." ranpo huffed, finding it offensive (not really, the man just had a habit of being dramatic at every given moment) how you still feel as if him hurrying out of his room, making sure his hair looks good in the rear view mirror of his car as he waits for you, occasionally glancing at the many candies and snacks plus a few not so influential stuff anxiously -- he isn't doubting his mind, he knows you are bound to like it, he is doubting his skin which turns a soft pink everytime you compliment him, a job.

ranpo turned his body to reach for the plastic bag on the back seat, dropping it gently on your lap and tilting his head towards it as a indication for you to eat or surf through the stuff he bought while only having you in mind, after taking a strawberry flavored lollipop for himself that is.

your eyes always found the most trivial task 'hot' when ranpo was the one doing it just like how him unwrapping the lollipop got you gulping, imagining him unlayering you the same way, only with one hand for he finds it tiresome and a waste of time to use two hands when he knows only one hand -- hell even one nod is enough and you'll undress for him yourself, is enough.

the way he holds the stick of the lollipop and pushes the ball of sweetness inside his mouth is how you imagine him treating your breasts, he slightly opened his mouth to swirl his tongue around the lollipop and you felt your core clenching around nothing, quickly looking down at the bag on your lap and not only is your core warm now but so is your heart.

and as he began to drive the car towards where he was informed tonight's side show will be held, he can't help but tap the knuckles of his free hand on your thighs, not feeling guilty as you gulp down an entire bottle of some alcohol containing drink he didn't bother to know the name of, he doesn't prefer them anyway but you do.

and is he really ranpo if he doesn't put your comfort over his own? doesn't dance on thorns to see you smile, unaware of the thorns poking the soles of his feet and blood pouring out of it?

"where are ya taking me?" you mutter, taking another big sip from the glass bottle and ranpo hums, the feeling of touching your cold skin too overpowering but he knows he has to answer, he can see the way you are blinking more then you do normally, he always does see every minute detail which any ordinary person does not.

"don't ask too much questions, you'll know when we are there dumb girl of mine." ranpo sighs fondly, the nickname feeling just right on his tongue, "would you mind telling me what happened with daddy dearest this time?"

he takes the lollipop out of his mouth which glistens and you turn your head to admire the outside scenery.

"don't wanna study the course he wants me to. i thought we would have some kind of compromising from both sides, i worked my ass off to end into the university he wanted me too -- so don't i get to have the liberty to choose what i want to pursue now?" your voice slightly raises as you speak but you notice it, sadly, not before ranpo does, and you try to calm yourself.

"so in anger, i told him i would rather just end up as a stripper and we had a fight, he said this is all he has left to see . . . to see his daughter on the lap of a rich yet old geezer as i smooch off of him and i stormed out of the house after this and yeah, then i called you and now we are here." you shrug, wanting to portray the image that you don't care about your father's words, his approval and his opinions but the very man sitting beside you is the same man who has seen you cry as you rant about your father more times then you would like to admit to.

"tell daddy dearest you won't be sitting on the lap of a old geezer," ranpo spoke after keeping his silence all this while and when you turn your head to stare at him, perplexed, your breath is caught in your chest at the sight of ranpo staring straight ahead yet with a charming smirk on his face, lollipop stick between his teeth as he licked the candy.

ranpo slightly turns his head to look at you, winking, "you will be sitting on my lap."

ranpo may not be an ordinary human but he is still a human or else why hasn't he bended you on the hood of his car and fucked you dumb yet?

you clear your throat, sudden shyness crawling inside your brain and making you look down, biting your lip to resist the smile from spreading on your face -- you don't know why, but you feel if you smiled now, you would be the most vulnerable ranpo has ever seen you yet he already has or else how would he know what buttons are to be pushed at what time to stimulate the most satisfying reaction.

"anyways, i think you should move out. like for once and for all, of course you should keep on visiting him, my dumb girl loves her daddy dearest too much to abandon him but," ranpo pauses to run his hand through his bangs, brushing them to the side before he continues again, "living in your own place will give you the peace you yearn for, it isn't worth to live with someone you love on the expense of your mental health. your mental health affects your physical health too."

at times like this, ranpo's voice drops a few octave and loses the childish and playful element it normally holds, the arrogance in his voice now and at normal times can be explained with a simple example of this being the way a man who is far too different from the world, excelling in every field, talks and at those normal times is of a genius too humble to be on the high horse presents himself as easy going.

"yeah, but the thing is, i don't know if i should go with my own wishes or his -- he has been right all along and even if it sucked at first, i always ended up being grateful for listening to him in the end--" ranpo shuts you up by pulling the lollipop out of his mouth and shoving it in your mouth, forcing you to be aware of the sweet taste of the candy covered in his saliva and you know you are weird for this but the thought itself makes you want to moan out, though you don't.

rather you focus your eyes on ranpo, the way he likes it.

"listen, life isn't a project you need to submit which always expects you to get good results, it's a . . . personal hobby. you do right? good for you. you do wrong? better luck next time. in most cases, not always but most, you will not die if the decision you made is wrong. sure there will be consequences and pain as well but the satisfaction you'll get when your next decision was taken while keeping the downfall of the previous one in mind? that feeling is better then any alcoholic drink and even more addicting for its just as short, leaving you wanting for more. this is why we strive for success, for the short termed satisfaction, living your life your way has a very similar purpose."

you nod, paying your utmost attention to his words as you pull the lollipop out of your mouth to see it covered in your saliva, you take a deep breath, finding his words easy to understand before once again putting the very small ball of lollipop again in your mouth.

you hum to let him know you somewhat agree with his words, the remaining part of you is still in fear but ranpo knows you'll once again ponder on his words, once when you are all alone in the unhealthy hours of night when you should be sleeping.

ranpo spares you a short glance, heart jumping in his ribcage as he sees you staring out of the window, your cheek puffed up due to you keeping the lollipop in such a position.

"my sweet sweet girl, i could just eat you up." ranpo cooed before he announced, "we are here,"

and you immediately look at the front for only one sole reason, to hide your flustered state from his keen eyes but when you look back at him with eyes wide in awe, you see the smirk on his face which just told you all you need to know, he had seen it, the way arousal is choking and forcing your breath down your throat, not letting you breath freely.

up front, many cars are parked, cars never interested you much but were rather a complex topic so you never bothered to put much effort to know about it but yet by one glance, you knew most of these cars present here were expensive ; on another side the ground was reserved by cool looking motorcycles and bikes and the automobiles formed a kind of border inside which stood many spectators and participants from what you could muster up yet why were there tire prints on the asphalt in the shape of a semi circle?

your question was answered when you see one car driving to the centre at full speed before it begins to drift, the screeching of the tire, the dust flying in the air, the flashing of cameras and phones and the people cheering all made you stare at the scene infront with wide eyes filled to the brim with awe and amazement for you had never seen such a sight like this.

this is the place between day and night, reality and imagination and ah, dangerous, but these adjectives can be used to describe the man next to you too and you know that as long as you are within ranpo's reach, he would find a way to always protect you so why not enjoy the moment?

"is this where you come to every night?" your voice sounds soft and quiet admist the rowdy crowd and ranpo nods, driving further and away from the small show which stole your attention.

"well not every night but most nights." ranpo corrects you, humming in disinterest as he perhaps only spared a single glance to the various stuff going on and continued on driving till he found what he was searching for ; the heart of the side show. you never bothered to ponder about how those people would feel who don't have ranpo's green pupils on them for the majority of the time they are with him, you'll never be one of them anyway so why worry about something so trivial according to ranpo.

in exactly the middle of the empty roads used for today's side show stood many, many people and behind them just as many cars were parked.

ranpo picks your abandoned leather jacket and placed it on your shoulders and none of you miss the way he lets his fingertips drag across your skin while doing so yet none of you speak about it as well. he leaned close to you; you gulped when you felt his chest brush against your arm as he moved to open the door on your side for you before sitting properly again and taking the plastic bag still filled with snacks due to the quantity he bought them in, placing them on the back seats once again.

"out." ranpo grins as he commanded you and you chuckle, feeling a lot better and once again internally appreciating ranpo for having this effect on you which can make you feel better when with him no matter how sad you were before, dropping the lollipop stick on the ground before you stepped on it, stepping out of the porche.

the cold air hits your skin and litters it with goosebumps and you waste no time in wearing your leather jacket again, it certainly did help your upper torso from being attacked by the merciless cold breezes. ranpo steps out of the car, and you feel him inhaling a deep breath before he begins walking over to you and pulled you closer to him by the back of your leather jacket.

he stood behind you and encircled your waist with his arms, pulling you closer to him and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, sighing in content, clasping his hands together to have you caged against him.

"shit, today's preety chilly, you sure you won't freeze, my dumb girl? want me to warm you up?" ranpo teased but you did not answer, rather your focus was stolen by the people who cheered as they circled something.

"what's happening over there?" your curiosity can't be hidden as you tilt your head back to look up at ranpo.

"wanna see? let me feed your curiosity, dumb girl." ranpo whispered, there is this urge in him to touch you and so he does by separating his joined hands, he raised his hand to your neck and trailed his middle finger down your throat before sighing as if annoyed by whatever intrupted him, which in this case happened to be his desire to give you everything and anything you ask for, ranpo's hand came to rest on your hip as he pulled you alongside him towards the circle of people to let your eyes drown in the scene unfolding.

but he knows you won't be paying your utmost attention to the scene as his thumb is rubbing circles on your hip, pressing hard against the fabric of the skirt to let you be aware of his movements, and if you didn't look at the scene in front, you would have certainly fed ranpo's satisfaction by looking flustured, the way he likes it.

there were two cars -- again, you didn't know a single thing about them but that didnt stop you from admiring the way they were drifting -- the entire scene looked so cool with dust flying off with the circular motion of the car, the first car had some kind of gang flag on it which waved when the wind hits it while from the second car, a guy hanged from the window of the passenger's seat, waving his hand to get the crowd to cheer on, looking like a dj who is controlling the beats with his hand only, this place is far more exciting then a club can ever be.

your lips parted in awe and ranpo who didn't deem the scene as amazing or wonderful as you as he rather preferred to stare down at you and your amusing expressions, didn't waste any time before he gently shoved his finger inside your mouth, leaning near you to whisper,

"i can see the admiration in your eyes, does this look cool to your dumb brain, hm?" ranpo whispered in your ear, voice dropping down a few octaves yet again as he couldn't help but chuckle a bit when you swirled your tongue around his finger before he jerked it out of your mouth, reaching between your thighs and rubbing his finger between your thighs before once again backhugging you as he placed his chin on your shoulder.

"can you do this too?" you ask, eyes not daring to look away from the cars infront of you for only one reason, you don't have the courage to look at ranpo whose head is tilted towards you.

"i can do much cooler stuff." ranpo scoffed, finding your words offending in a playful way and he made sure to let you realise it by biting down on your shoulder, the warm and wet feeling of his teeth lightly sinking on your shoulder made you gasp and your eyes wandered around to see if anyone noticed or not but a fact you aren't aware of is that even if someone did notice you two, they chose to pretend not to for as sweet and caring ranpo is to you he is just as dangerous and arrogant to the others.

"eyes at the front or are you too dumb to do this?" the low tone of his made your stomach churn with desire as you felt yourself grow embarrassed for liking the way he talks to you, the wetness between your legs becoming even more evident to you.

"how dare you, my dumb girl, compare me to these idiots? are you trying to live up to your nickname?" ranpo's hot breath hitting the shell of your ear is something you never knew could turn you on but then again, with ranpo, normal logic disappears to give way to desire.

the dust flying caused by the cars flew into your eyes and you hissed, closing your eyes and instinctly taking a step back, ass bumping into ranpo's crotch slightly.

"can't even trust you to stay safe. my dumb girl really can't function without me, can she?" ranpo rasped out, grabbing your nape with his hand gently and guiding you to tilt your head up to see your eyes painfully screwed shut and with a tut leaving his lips, ranpo's fingerpad trailed from your cheekbone to your temple as he caressed it.

"open your eyes, sweet girl." ranpo sweetly instructed, he knew how to push you absolutely over the edge, picking at you one moment and then caressing you the next, giving you absolutely everything at your fingertip then snatching it from you till you had begged him enough, satisfied him enough.

upon opening your teary eyes due to the dust particles entering your eyes, you definitely didn't think the sight greeting you would be the visibility of desire in the form of blush on ranpo's cheeks nor his teeth pressing down on his bottom lip.

how cute you look, looking up at him with so much trust and admiration as if you trust him with your life, as if you are a worshipper looking up at her god. you were absolutely essential for ranpo and his ego, he feasted upon you and your awe for him.

ranpo, unlike you, doesn't relish or tries to find replicated pleasure and happiness in alcohol but he can understand your occasional dependency on them for he feels the addiction he has with your praises and wooing you with his intelligence to be the same you feel towards alcohol.

you blinked a few times to get the dust out of your eyes before ranpo decided to tease you by blowing at your eyes, his warm breath hitting your eyelid made your heart stop before it unexpectedly thumped in your chest, hearing ranpo snicker only made you clench your thighs together to feel the very short lasting moment of pleasure, to add to the arousal beginning to demand your attention are ranpo's eyes which stared down as you gulped before you parted your lips to let out the words which your desire and carnal dominated mind lured you into speaking,

"why are you so offended? maybe you should show me if you really are better then them." were you adding gasoline to the fire of desire or to the passion in your own heart? you aren't sure.

but ranpo was.

your teeth sinking into your bottom lip to restrain a smile from spreading onto your lips was a give away that you are begging for him to put you in your place.

"your mouth should be opened only to sing praises for me." ranpo pretended to sigh tiredly before he stood straight, his fingers clasping around your forearm as he began to pull you away from the crowd and towards his car, he glanced at you over his shoulder, smirking arrogantly when he saw the small ounce of confusion swirling in your eyes, "what? as you said, i will show you why you sing praises for me."

you bite your bottom lip but only nod, excited yet you wondered how and what he would do and like the gates of a dam being busted open, ranpo suddenly became aware of the sweatbeads on his nape which trailed down slowly, the expression on your face looked so sweet for him to not ruin. no, he had to ruin it, ruin you. and hence, ranpo increased his pace, dragging you with him.

once his car was in his vicinity, ranpo didn't waste a second in unlocking the car, opening the passenger's door and nearly pushing you inside it, your back hits the seat and you gulp again, if ranpo could take away your nervousness then he is also the one who can install nervousness ten times greater then the previous one in you.

he grabbed the roof of the car with his hand and leaned down to look at you, still smirking though the traces of frustration could be seen peeking out behind his very practiced and perfected lazy looking eyes.

"inside the car and don't make me repeat myself." ranpo gritted his teeth, smirking angrily, most likely due to the pain of his sudden restriction of movements and appearance of boner after seeing your leather jacket sliding off your shoulder, your clueless eyes on him making him feel as if he is the only one alive right now, lord, it's all too much for him to not loose control.

upon feeling strands of your hair falling infront of your hair and blocking your vision, you try to blow on it and that's all ranpo needed to be pushed over the realm of his self control.

"fuck," ranpo tilted his head back, breathlessly chuckling, aware of the desire pulsating through his body and its bony and nimble fingers trailing up and down ranpo's chest before stopping at his lower abdomen.

ranpo had practically slammed the car door shut as he hurried to walk and enter the driver's seat, carelessly and loudly closing the door on his side too before putting the keys in the ignition of the car.

he stepped on the pedal but your mind did not allow you to focus on the details of how ranpo began to driver further straight, away from the crowd for all you could focus on was the dent in his pants, the wetness between your own panties and the short living pleasure you are getting from bouncing one of your legs while your thighs are clenched together.

he always does this, ranpo is not a man of seduction but the god of arousal, he isn't a mere human who teases you here and there and leaves you to pleasure yourself at night with your imagination, he makes sure to toy with your carnal desires to such an extent that it becomes painfully obvious, you become desperate to an embarrassingly high degree and makes sure your desires for him clutch you in such a way that your measly imagination couldn't even touch the walls of satisfaction in you, the walls which will only be broken when ranpo himself decides to initiate and leave his touches on you.

like a snake, ranpo parks the car, pulling the key out before he got out of it, not even looking at you because how can he when he is in immediate need of fresh and cold air hitting and controlling his hot and sweaty skin. the fire of desire only increased however and so did his frustration caused by arousal when he saw you still sitting in the car, eyes following his every move as you waited for his instructions and as much as his heart swelled at how adorably you behave, his dick throbbed just as painfully and demanded his attention, demanded to be shoved into you and make you cry out.

ranpo doesn't waste time in walking over to your side, grabbing the door handle with his slightly shivering fingers and pushing the door open to see you, he grabs you thigh to pull you towards him, the feeling of his fingers around your thigh makes you unconsciously clench your thighs and by this gesture of your shyness infront of him, you had also trapped his hand between both of your thighs.

"out now, preety girl. i'll make you scream tonight." ranpo doesn't claim but predicts the future, your future which he has written.

you step out of the car, almost leaping out with the way ranpo was pulling your thigh, only leaving your skin when you had stepped out of the car and immediately crashes his lips on yours, pushing you against the door of the car to close it by using your body weight as the force as his greedy hands extends upwards to fondle with your boobs; you gasp, then try to push your clevage forwards more and giving him an open invitation to play with you however way he might want to.

ranpo's teeth lightly grazes your bottom lip before he licked it and began to suck on it.

ranpo did not separate from your mouth but pulled you away from the car door by taking steps backwards, hands latched onto your waist to make sure you have no choice but to be extremely close to him and for that you had to walk with him too, with each step he took back, he made you take a step forward -- in perfect harmony.

it was when ranpo felt his back hitting against the hot hood of his car when he separated from your mouth, a thin trail of saliva connecting both of your lips before ranpo leaned in again to peck your lips.

in the short moment in which he spared you with mercy, you were able to, from your peripheral vision, make out that you two are currently standing at a deserted spot and not many would come here judging by the poor conditions of the streetlights, many of which aren't even working.

not that anyone would want to miss the side show to come to this abandoned area but when has ranpo ever been just a mere 'anyone', ranpo's thinking starts where the thinking of a normal humans ends, there are no limits to him and his intellect.

"gonna be a good girl for me?" ranpo's lips brush past yours with each word he spoke, raising his eyes to peek up at your expression but not bothering to raise his head and move away from the comfort of your lips molding against his had made you hump against his leg between your thighs for the man had been leaning back on the hood of the car with only one purpose -- to check when the temperature of the hood dropped enough to deem comfortable for you.

you could only hum in response as the man had you in a chokehold ; in his chokehold but to ranpo's ears, your hum sounded a bit too close to a whine and it made blood rush to his dick once again, urging for his immediate attention.

fortunately for ranpo, the hood had dropped the temperature and he immediately, without a warning, turned you two around to shift your positions.

"then fucking show me." ranpo almost growled, hands abandoning your waist to grab your hip and twirl you, turning you around before he placed his palm flat against your back and pushed you down on the hood of his car.

your chest pressed against the hood of the car or how anyone coincidently walking in could catch you two in this position was the least of your concern; ranpo pushed your skirt up and immediately chuckled at the wetness evident through your laced panties, finger hooking the waistband but he doesn't pull on it yet.

"be a good girl for me and take it all, yeah?" ranpo makes sure to hear your opinion before he begins, mind not too clouded by desire to turn a deaf ear to your feelings.

"please, give it to me, give it all. you know i can take it." you beg once the moderate hotness of the hood began to inflict pleasure on whatever part of your upper body is exposed.

"yeah, my dumb girl can take me, i am sure." ranpo growled again, primitive stage of carnal desires taking over his entire body and he leaned forwards, you could feel the shape of his painfully erected cock on the back of your thigh as ranpo had leaned forwards and towards your ear, "and even if she can't, i'll make her take me, yeah? would you like that?"

ranpo's lip part to let his wet appendage out, licking the shell of your ear and allowing you to feel the sensation of his warm tongue which left your ear shell wet and immediately the same spot which ranpo licked was attacked by the merciless cold breezes of the night, coating your ear with a slight coldness.

you were not sure to whether appreciate the warm hood under you which embraces your body or ranpo's light and feather like nibbling on your earlobe or if you should try to wiggle a bit and use your luck, seeing if you could feel the shape of his shaft on your asscheeks but before you could even apply your luck, ranpo grunted, a hand reaching down to hold the back of your thigh to hold you in place. any and every movement is painful for him, he could feel your skirt brushing against his groin as his hypersensitivity only raised and raised.

ranpo hisses through his gritted teeth, hands slithering along your skin from the plush of your ass to your inner thigh to incredibly close to your cunt, just near the hem of your panties.

"please fuck me ranpo!" your voice raises, begs after begs leaving your lips were the gasoline fueling ranpo's fire of his ego and desire and in just one yet precise movement, ranpo pulled your panties down, letting them hang on your knees as he looked down to see your slick evident on them, he snickered yet again, never getting bored of your pathetic display of desire for him, rather, with each time ending, he craves more and more for the next one. be it in any way, sexual or romantic.

ranpo's fingertip, is cold like the rest of his finger, courtesy of the chilly night wind, it glides easily against your already wet cunt, tracing the outline of your outer lips before he enters the same cold finger inside of your entrance, letting you feel the coldness clinging onto his finger and letting your cunt warm it as he thrusts in and out of you.

a moan breaks through you, the initial intrusion inside your wet and hot cunt bringing you nothing but pleasure on a high scale which only increases at an impressing rate when ranpo adds in a second finger.

both the fingers -- the index and middle finger thrusts in you, curling and twisting inside to produce more and more pleasure to you only for the result which consists of you shamelessly moaning out his name, crying out in pleasure, begging him to not stop, to utterly ruin you to his liking.

and it is when ranpo begins to strech you out by scissoring you that you realise the man behind you is the owner to deep, deep patience and self control because if only you could look over your shoulder, you would be able to see how hard ranpo is glaring down, mesmerized by his two digits knuckles deep in you before he pulls them out to see your slick and wetness running down the length of his fingers and onto his palm.

a particular breeze hitting your bare cunt had made you gasp and ranpo took the chance to tease you, leaning down, pulling his fingers out till only the tip was inside you, he had tilted his head down to whisper in your ear, lips brushing your earlobe.

"you look cold, let me warm you up, yeah? you want me to warm you up, dumb girl?" ranpo chuckled when you nodded for he could just close his eyes and picture your reaction but nevertheless, he did what he wanted to push you over the edge as the live reactions you showed are always better then when he lets his imagination run free and loose.

ranpo thrusted both of his fingers inside you again, the squelching sound as your cunt drowned his fingers in it made you bite your lip, your brain not exactly realizing how filthy you two would look to anyone accidently walking in for whenever ranpo worked on you, he did it in such way where your attention would be only on him and the pleasure he inflicts on you

his other hand which was on your back till now to ensure it was arched properly, left its spot on the centre of your back to fiddle with his belt.

you heard the metal click, then felt ranpo pulling his fingers out and wiping them on your inner thigh and only a matter of one minute later, your body shuddered in excitement for his tip rubbed against your edges, trying to gather as much slick as it could to work in the place of lube to ensure that extra safe entry inside you because even if ranpo liked seeing you choke on his dick, stutter absolute nonsense while being on his dick and cry as he fucks you, ranpo only likes it when he knows those acts are done due to the unbearable pleasure, not pain.

for as cold ranpo is to others, he is just as attentive to you; for as uninterested ranpo is with the way his family runs their business, with the way the eyes of most higher class people and successful companies are on him, he is just that interested in you and knowing about your day even if most are the same boring routine.

for just the same way he is seen as a desirable bachelor in the upper class society, ranpo desires you the same way, lusts after you the way many lust over him.

and the way humankind loves to be treated as god, to walk into mouths of danger and doom in the name of betterment of the human race, ranpo loves you the same way.

"please fuck me ranpo! please let me forget about everything else but your dick inside me . . . please do me, i just wanna be your's tonight!" your begging reaching ranpo's ears were the symphony of angels themselves, you were the world class maestro and ranpo was the spectator, always at awe of you and the way you controlled the orchestra which is him, his mind, his heart, his soul.

you hadn't noticed him rubbing his dick on your inner thigh, too absorbed in your begging, your act of submission, your desire to please him until you felt him ramming inside you with such force that it made you jerk forwards.

"for tonight? preety girl is so fucking focused on wanting to get fucked that she forgot how to speak? yeah?" ranpo tsked, hand coming up to grab both of your wrist and pinning them above your head, on the hood of the car as he thrusts in and out without a break for even a single second because ranpo is just as cruel as he is kind.

just as insecure as he is arrogant and just as inexperienced in love as mature in life.

your cheek planted against the hood of the expensive car, wrists pinned above your head and ranpo's free hand reaching forwards to rub your clit with a touch so gentle that you can't even feel it fully is making sure you don't stop, moaning after moaning, whimpers after whimpers and cries after cries, you are the instrument ranpo is intended on performing the entire night and this mini concert of him for him should not be stopped for even a moment.

well not atleast till you are not you but a putty under ranpo, tired beyond understanding but still not giving up on chanting praises directed to him.

"you are not mine for tonight only. you are mine today, tomorrow and forever. ya hear me, you dumb thing? you belong to me, your place is beside me till i take my last breath. have it drilled into your dumb little mind." ranpo gritted out and his thrusts also got harder, violent and quicker, the force of them was enough to jerk your body forwards before he suddenly slows down, opting for slow yet deep thrusts.

his tip hits that one gummy spot which has you nearly screaming and with the next thrust, his rubbing on your nub got faster, ranpo dropped his head on your shoulder, lips next to your mouth to let you hear his gasps and pants, the sound sounding even more hotter when combined with the wet and skin on skin sounds.

ranpo's grip on your wrists tightened and he leaned his head down to bite down on your shoulder again but he didn't bother to be gently or playful now, oh no, this time it's his raw desires which will be left imprinted on your skin for days so that whenever your eyes fall on this mark, this stamp of his ownership on you, you can't help but think of tonight and desperately try your best to re live this night but both him and you know that only he can give you the same pleasure again.

ranpo's thrusts are precise, he knows when to go fast and when to slow down to make sure you loose your mind, letting you get close to having an orgasm and as he felt your walls clenching around his cock, he stopped for a few seconds before restarting his thrusts in a slower pace.

"please, please, let me cum! ranpo, pleas -- aah." to put an end to your begging for he knows he won't be listening to them now, ranpo had sinked his teeth down on the side of your neck, making you moan in pain due to being bitten but the pleasure of his tongue which worked at the same time to dampen your skin.

"dumb girl only cares about cumming huh? well, sweet girl, i have sad news for you." ranpo speaks against your neck with faux sadness though the grin on his face showed he is anything but sad, "you don't get to cum till i say so, you will listen to me right? you will listen and continue to be my good girl right?" ranpo croaked out.

"y-yeah." you sniffed, the way you could feel yourself reaching the edge, the knot of your stomach about to come undone many times only for ranpo to stop, to snatch your bliss away from you before giving you the same bliss again and once again, snatching it. it's like a game for him, watching your eyes roll back and lips part open as your pussy clenches tightly around him before he plays his mean joke to watch you practically deflate like a balloon only for him to inflate you again.

it was pleasurable but frustrating too, leading tears to pool in your eyes, lips pouty as you gasped and whimpered and this was the sight that ranpo deemed as a delight, the coolness for his eyes, to see you so bothered because of him, for him.

and finally, after rejecting you of your orgasm for the fourth time, ranpo finally decided to have pity on you only because he wanted to cum too and watch you loose your mind over him.

he hoists one of your legs upwards so that your knee is planted on the hood of the car, knowing his dumb girl is too fucked and deep in pleasure to balance herself and so he takes it upon himself to make sure you remain in this new position by having a firm grip on the back of your knee, nails digging into your skin and leaving crescent marks but he knows you like it.

he has observed you tracing your fingers over the many marks he leaves on you with a shy smile on your face.

ranpo's thrust in this new position had you seeing stars and digging your nails into your palm, filling his time repeatedly abuse your g-spot, your body jerked forwards as you cry his name out, ranpo's hand holding your leg left you on your own.

"my good girl, hold yourself like this yeah?" he instructed and once he saw you nod though he doubts you had actually heard him properly, ranpo's hand wandered down to flick your bud before he rubbed it with his thumb, quickly and with urgency for nothing sounded more better then watching your body shake as you heavily orgasm around his cock, coating it with your cum.

"ranpo! ah, ah i am cumming ranpo! ranpo!" you close your eyes, moaning out as the knot in your stomach is stronger then ever and if you don't release this, you'll practically loose the strength in your body. the way his thumb rubbed your clit and the way his thrusts hitted at such an angle that that hitted your g-spot with gurantee had caused your voice to increase its frequency, your moans and mewls swallowing any other sound just the same way your pussy swallowed his dick.

"cum for me, now." ranpo demanded and this was the last tug on the knot in your stomach before it snapped in half and you loudly moaned, cumming hard.

your entire body shook but your lips remained parted as drool dripped down your chin and onto the expensive hood of his car, normally, you would be too nervous to even slam the door of his car yet now the nervousness and concerns don't appear in your brain for all your brain chooses to focus on is ranpo's grunts and soft gasps as he slams in and out of you, his hip hitting against your ass.

ranpo leans his mouth down to litter your shoulder which is the most accessible for him, with kisses as his thrusts are merciless and have an air of urgency to them.

he thrusts into you whose body went limp after the strong orgasm as if relaxing and trying to overcome the intense pleasure, again, inhaling sharply as thick ropes of white liquid shoots out of his cock and paints your walls as if painting you, his grip on your wrist tightening even more painfully and you feel like your bones will crack if not break if his grip tightness any more now.

"my good girl, so good for me." ranpo breaths out, hiding his face in the crook of your neck as he cums, a soft whine relasing from his lips.

ranpo remained buried inside you for a minute or two before pulling out, pupils dilated at the sight of your pussy dripping with his cum mixed with your's, it was as if this sight is hypnotizing him; ranpo swiped some of the dripping cum with his index finger before stuffing it inside you and pulling your panties up.

"don't take it off, if you do, i'll teach you a lesson infront of everyone." the warning leaving his lips is humilatingly arousing as ranpo pulls you up by pulling your hair, turning you by your hip to face him again.

"you don't want anyone else seeing how dumb you are on my cock, do you?" ranpo raises his eyebrows, looking down at you with a smirk and something about the sight of you shaking your head, still barely in your senses with sweat covering your face made you look so cute and sweet that ranpo had no choice but to give in to his desire and lean down to kiss you, cupping your jaw and caressing it with him thumb before grabbing your jaw tightly.

"let me show ya just how better i am then those idiots you found cool and how better i am then that dumb old daddy dearest of your's." ranpo whispered against your lips, pecking it then abusing your lips by sucking on your bottom lip before he separated from you begrudgingly and guiding you towards the passenger's seat by your jaw which he hadn't released from his grip till now.

once you were seated inside the car, ranpo leaned inside to kiss the part he had in his grip, grabbing your hand and gently massaging your palm with his thumb.

"be my good girl, you always are, but still be on your best behavior, gonna take you back to mine and pamper you now, you gonna let me, preety girl?" ranpo had leaned a bit back to look at your face, admiring it like he does every time he meets you before staring into your eyes for his eyes speaks to your's on a level so intimate that it could not be described in words.

"if it isn't a bothe-" your words remained at the tip of your tongue when ranpo leaned in to peck your lips before he made himself clear.

"you are never a bother but my passion, not even a responsibility, ya hear me? you are my fucking passion. you will never be a bother to me ever so get it drilled in your preety, dumb brain."

you may have just been under ranpo just a few seconds ago, moaning and whimpering, but it's these gentle actions of his which actually gets you bashful to no limits for this is when the fragments of the wall he built for the world to perceive crumbles down, leading you to see the real ranpo edogawa in all his flesh and glory, the raw realness of the man who is hidden behind thick walls.

ranpo sighs fondly, gently flickering your forehead before he leans in again to capture your lips against his, addicted and at the mercy of his heart which follows you around like a lost puppy for ranpo edogawa has always been the man who bows down when in love.

and you have always been the one to make sure the ground beneath him is clean before he bowed to you because this is who you are at your core, ranpo's good girl.

━━━━━━━ 💋 end.

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

The Purple Sign. Part X

Self-Aware! Ranpo Edogawa x GN! Reader

Description: There is a Purple Sign on your door. Part X

Fluff. Ranpo pampering

Warning: OOC. English is my second language.

Incoming Messages from Yukichi

"Code Purple. Bring as much as you can. Fidgets"

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For a person, who don't know the context, this message may seem strange. But, you knew exactly what Fukuzawa means.

You are supposed to go to the library and return home. But now, you will make the little detour.

You closed the message app and opened maps app, searching for the nearest candy store.

Ranpo was in a need of pampering, sweets, praise, and hugs.

It was a good thing, that you have your backpack with you.

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You returned home, your backpack was full of sweets and snacks. Without paying attention to others, you walked into your room.

The Purple Sign was on your bedroom door.

You walked into the room, closing the door behind you.

The warm lights were on. They weren't suitable for reading, but, they were perfect for creating safe, cozy environment.

They would work better, if the curtains were also closed.

Ranpo was laying on your bed. He put himself in a blanket burrito. His eyes were open, he was looking somewhere in the distance. He looked tired.

You walked to your bed, opened your backpack and start putting sweets, snacks and soda cans on your bed, right before Ranpo.

He blinked, focusing his gaze on the sweets.

You didn't say anything to Ranpo, choosing to go to the window instead. You closed the curtains.

Now the room was bathing in comforting warm lights.

You still were silent. You got to your special shelf, opening the drawer with Ranpo's name on it.

You took a gaming console and a basket with fidget toys.

You put both items before Ranpo.

Finally, you took your beanbag from the corner of the room and put it before your bed. You sat down in it, waiting for Ranpo to do something.

Ranpo slowly sat up on the bed. He grabbed a bag of chips and opened it. In one hand, he took a stress ball from the basket. He started squeezing it. With the second hand, he took a chip.

For a few minutes he was enjoying his snacks, playing with various fidget toys.

From time to time, you were observing Ranpo with a corner of an eye, making sure not to stare, making Ranpo uncomfortable, and giving him space.

You heard, how Ranpo stand up from your bed. A bunch of unopened snacks and gaming console were put on the floor near your beanbag. Then Ranpo sat on your lap, holding into you, like a koala.

Despite not having many muscles, Ranpo can give a bear hugs, if he wants to.

You hugged him in return, putting one hand between his shoulder blades and put the second one on the top of his head.

You two were still silent. A few more minutes passed. Ranpo lose his grip on you and took a bag of candy from the floor. He put the bag between you two.

"Have them with me..." his voice was firm, but quiet. You nodded, taking a candy from the bag.

A bag of candy, few snacks and a soda later, Ranpo spoke again.

"The work was hard today. They again didn't like, that I was right. They were rude. On my way home, I broke the snake toy you gave me..."

Fidget snake was one of the many fidget toys you get for Ranpo. It has a segmented body and segment jiggle quietly, each time the snake was moved.

Ranpo, as everyone from BSD Cast, had some difficulties with getting used to the real world. So, you get Ranpo fidgets, to help him, if he got overwhelmed.

Lively Real World was too much of a contrast, in comparison to Almost Empty BSD Yokohama.

As for work...

"Private Investigation Bureau" (a.k.a. Armed Detective Agency, but without copyright infringement) quickly gained popularity in this town, including among the police.

And, of course, Ranpo was the most popular detective.

And, unfortunately, one of the most despised by the officers.

For police, Ranpo can be described by two titles: "Great Detective" and "Up tied Bastard".

Ranpo was admired by his logic, smarts and skills. But, he was also "despised" for his attitude. Ranpo was snarky, has sharp tongue and huge ego.

Of course, Ranpo was more than a detective manchild. Ranpo was a good, loyal friend. He has a golden heart underneath the layer of "he is a jerk".

To be fair, Ranpo wasn't rude, he simply ignored other officers and didn't call them "idiots". But, he likes to boast about his skills (and he had said skills).

Everyone, who try to learn Ranpo a little more, soon will learn, of how good of a person he was. Unfortunately, his new "colleagues" didn't want to know "Mr. Know-it-All" better. They made their mind and didn't want to change it. Even their thanks for Ranpo's job was fake and delivered through clenched teeth.

Ranpo didn't show it. But he was hurt by whispers behind his back.

He didn't care about their opinion. But Ranpo wanted to be part of the Real World.

You put a hand on Ranpo's cheek, making him look at you.

"Mother of lost child you have fond, almost choked you in her embrace. She was more than grateful for your work. She was grateful to you."

Ranpo remains silent.

"She wasn't the only one. Elderly couple, whose money were stolen, man, whose innocence you proved, teacher, whose car was hijacked, and much more people... You saved them, helped them. If it wasn't for your skills, they will either have to wait, before culprits were found, or won't receive any justice."

A small smile appeared on Ranpo's face.

"As for officers... They are jealous idiots, don't pay attention to them. Don't sweat over people, who won't appreciate your skills... And don't worry about the snake, you can take another fidget you want. Or I can buy you a new one."

Ranpo's smile turned into a grin.

"Right! They are little idiots, who needs The Greatest Detective in the World to do their job faster!"

Ranpo crashed you in another bear hug.

"And The Greatest Assistant of The Greatest Detective in the World are leagues above their assistants!" proclaimed detective.

You can't help, but smile. Ranpo was back to his normal self. Meanwhile, he hopped from your lap, grabbed the gaming console from the floor, kissed your cheek and pointed at your bed with his chin.

"Come on, Sweet Assistant, let's play some games, eat snacks and cuddle. We deserve it! Me for being great, you for being you."

You stand up.

"Of course, Master Detective, your plans are great as always."

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Ranpo fall asleep e the middle of the game, with his head on your chest. You cleaned your bed from empty bags as much as you can, without waking Ranpo. You managed to put blanket around you two.

You fall asleep, petting Ranpo's hair.

[lover-lyn]

Ranpo my beloved <3

gn!reader, no pronouns or pet names used

Space girl

Space Girl, I saw a lunar eclipse

Looked like how I feel 'bout your lips

Space Girl, the only way that we'd end

Was if you were sucked into a black hole

But I'd still spend my days dreaming 'bout you

Frances forever↻ ◁ || ▷ ↺

Coworker!Ranpo who already knows that your in love with him, he's the world's best detective so of course he figured it out before your attraction to him even began

Coworker!Ranpo who uses this knowledge to mess with you, sending you mixed messages and keeping you on your toes

Coworker!Ranpo who continously drops you hints that he reciprocates your feelings, insisting that you be the one escorting him to and from crime scenes, taking the time to actually explain how he solved a case to you and occasionally letting you have a taste of his snacks

Coworker!Ranpo who makes sure to always check on you, asking how your mission went even if he already knows the answer

Coworker!Ranpo who takes any chance he has to show off in front of you, this is also why he likes dragging you with him to crime scenes most

Coworker!Ranpo who would not hesitate to call you a dumbass, a fool, an idiot or anything of the sort but makes sure to turn it down. Where he would usually tell someone their stupid and insult them unprovoked he'd just tell you that your wrong

Coworker!Ranpo who always knows what to get you, whether that be for a holiday or simply becaus he was feeling particularly generous that day

Coworker!Ranpo who will never let you work in peace, constantly pulling you away from your desk and demanding to get him snacks and entertain him

Coworker!Ranpo who corners you one day and tells you how stupid it is that despite being aware your feeling and his reciprocation to them you still don't make a move

Coworker!Ranpo who decides that if you still won't do anything he will

Coworker!Ranpo who pulls you by your shirt and locks your lips together

Lover!Ranpo who's not very affectionate, don't expect him to tell you that he love you every minute of the day, he's in a relationship with you and in his eyes that's more than enough proof that he loves you, he doesn't need to say it out loud

Lover!Ranpo who's the world's best detective but can't seem to understand why people cheat, he's a firm beleiver that you shouldn't be in a relationship with someone unless you're absolutely sure that you love them and want to spend the rest of your life with them, so you don't have to worry about him, there's no way he'd even think about dishonoring the most basic agreement of your relationship like that

Lover!Ranpo who starts entrusting you with his cases, he doesn't need the help but he's just too lazy to actually put in the effort, your smart enough to figure it out on your own right?

Lover!Ranpo who talks a lot, during the night when the two of you are the most vulnerable he talks about any and everything that comes to mind. He knows you don't mind but he's not the best with flowery words so he opts to showing you that he appreciates you and all that you do by trusting you, he trusts you and tells you to trust him. he talks, you listen. You talk, he listens. That's the way it works

Lover!Ranpo who admires you, he doesn't say it but he shows it. He values your words, normally he doesn't listen to others, their talk doesn't benefit him so just doesn't pay attention to them yet he hangs on to your every word. He values your opinion and that's more respect than he shows anyone

[wwouldvecouldveshouldve]

you... huh.

how bsd men will react when they find out you hide important things between your boobs. THIS IS SUCH AN INTERESTING REQUEST!!!

[ ft. fyodor, chuuya, and ranpo ]

I love that you put Fyodor for a request like this

First things first, Fyodor probably realized without any particular reveal on your part. He was a logical guy, and the least he could do was appreciate the logic on your part (he appreciates your boobs, too). Maybe if he got drunk (uncommon, but not impossible if it's with you) he'd ask for your car keys but take them himself. To be honest, he wouldn't react much, but he'd certainly take advantage of the option. Still... he's important to you, isn't he? (pls that was a dirty joke if you don't get it look at the first sentence and the keyword important things between you boobs)

Chuuya does not see it coming. When he sees it happen, he looks away fricking immediately and does not say. a. word. The woman was too stunned to speak type thing. Anyways, he at first starts to offer to carry things for you. He could easily protect you or hold your things any day, so there's no need for you to hide anything or hold anything when he's around! This precious man tries harder to be useful <33 If he sees you doing it in front of him again, he'll try and hold it himself, but that just makes things more awkward, so you two really just go silent for a little while afterward.

Of course he'd figure that shit out quickly. He'd probably even ask to hide candy with you a lot but not actually say shit about it. He more so takes it as a "You can carry all that around like that, so carry me everywhere too!" You really just become a professional carrier for his stuff, but some other days he'll demand piggy-back rides or to be carried princess style around the office (lowkey the best days).

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Sorry this was short! I'm wavering between a few obsessions right now, and then just my damn schedule is PACKEDDD with dumbass things, so I usually write my stuff pretty late (I live in California).

[violentdelights-violentendss]

Bungo Stray Dogs Masterlist

Multiple characters:

When BSD men have to carry you.

BSD Men With a Super Clingy S/O.

BSD Men With a Reader That Runs Cold.

BSD Men When Reader Is Sick With a Cold (P.1)

Individual characters:

•Ryonosuke Akutagawa

Ryonosuke Akutagawa having to kiss you to keep his cover.

[mncxbe]

I'm not sure, but maybe Jouno (and other characters you want) when their s/o has period cramps or just their period? ≧◉◡◉≦

Yes hon^^ sorry it took so long to write hhh hope you like it♡♡

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Cravings♡

𝑱𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒐, 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒑𝒐, 𝑨𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff♡

𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒑𝒐

sweet baby angel protect him at all costs

brings you sweets because he read they can help relieve cramps

takes it as a perfect opportunity to cuddle you all day♡

calls you his little ketchup packet

"Aww how's my sweet babe feeling?" asked Ranpo as he entered your shared bedroom carrying a tray of sweets.

You grumpily rose your head from between the pillows, a look of pure irritation on your face. Your hair was disheveled, strands straying in all directions and there were dark, blue-ish circles under your eyes.

"Worse than I look. These cramps are ending me" you groaned, letting your head fall back on the sheets.

"Come on sugar. Lemme feed you some cake." he said sweetly as he set the tray on the mattress and climbed next to you.

You simply whined in response, causing your boyfriend to chuckle lightly. Sliding his lithe fingers under your chin he gently raised your head and made you look at him.

"You'll feel better after this babe. Trust me. Come on pleaaase" he cooed.

You scooted closer to him and opened your mouth, allowing him to feed you a piece of lemon tart. The rich, citrucy flavours melted on your tongue; it tasted heavenly.

"Looks like my darling likes it." smirked Ranpo, gently petting your head.

"I love it Ranpo. Thanks. Did you bake it?"

"Nah. I asked Poe to order it for me" he said casually, wrapping an arm around your frame as he nuzzled his head in the crook of your neck.

"You're something else, you know that?" you chuckled.

Your nimble fingers moved up the nape of his neck and entangled in his coffee coloured locks, the other snaking around his waist; Ranpo moved closer to you until your bodies were flush against one another.

"You're like my own personal hearter" you hummed in a cheerful tone and he snickered.

Your boyfriend's lips traced feathery kisses along the expanse of your neck. He could feel your body slowly relax, easing into his saccharine affections.

"See, I told you you'll feel better soon" he teased and you only groaned in response. "Try to get some sleep sugar. You need it"

Mumbling an almost unintelligible "Mhm sleep well love" you closed your eyes, trying to focus on the warmth and comfort provided by your partner. You were indeed exhausted; the painful cramps that kept you up all night had drained every bit of energy out of you. But now, sheltered by your boyfriend's soothing embrace you found yourself falling asleep in no time.

𝑱ō𝒏𝒐

most likely he can smell you💀

tries to play it cool and teases you but he's actually worried about you when you have cramps. like he can sense the amount of pain you're in

forehead kisses and tells you that you'll be ok

brings you painkillers and sweet tea and overall he's more affectionate that usual

this smug bastard casually mentions that orgasming can relieve period cramps and offers to help you

"Sai. I need you to buy me a pack of cookies and painkillers." you said as you emerged from the bedroom.

Although it was Saturday your boyfriend was working on paperwork; probably compiling reports for the mission he had the previous day. With a smirk on his face, Jouno rose his head.

"And why would I do that, pretty?" he asked in his usual mocking voice.

You rolled your eyes upon hearing his words, a look of obvious annoyance forming on your face.

"Look Sai I'm in no mood for this. I just got my period and around 11 I'm gonna get the most gut-wrenching cramps in history. We're out of painkillers and I want sweets because those are the only things that actually help." you said in one breath, eyes scanning his features.

Your boyfriend set his pencil down and languidly closed the distance between you, a cunning smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"I may know another way sweetie" he teased as he leaned in to whisper in your ear, hot breath fanning over your skin. "I could make you cum"

Your face turned a deep shade of red upon hearing his words, causing him to giggle. "I can feel your temperature rising. Are you keen on this idea?"

"Not in the slightest. Stop teasing me please. You know how shitty this day is gonna be" you whined, letting your forehead rest against his chest.

Jouno's hand gently pat the crown of your head, fingers combing through your hair. "I know baby. And I'm here to help you make it better. I'll finish up the report and get us some sweets"

"Thanks Sai" you whispered as your arms loosely wrapped around his waist. "I dunno what I'd do without you."

"You'd probably be grumpy all day, laying helplessly in bed and-"

"Oh shush". You silenced him by pressing a quick kiss to his lips. "I love you Sai."

"Love you too princess. Now go back to bed and rest for a bit. I'll bring you the sweets soon, and some tea."

"Thank you babe" you giggled playfully, tip-toeing to your room but Jouno could still hear your heart flutter.

"By the way, princess, my offer still stands. I'll be glad to assist you in any way you need"

𝑨𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂

he's used to dealing with period cramps since he has a sister

probably pulls up those little cushioned bags where you put hot water and press it on your belly (y'all know what I'm talking about)

much like Jouno he's more gentle if you have cramps; depending on how close you are he may baby you

like full on tucking you in, cooking you dinner, getting groceries and all that

doesn't show it but he's concerned

When Akutagawa returned home from work that evening he didn't expect to find you on the tiled floor of your bathroom, bent over the toilet seat as you vomited the remains of your lunch.

"Y/N." he began in a stern voice, doing his best to hide his concern "Are you feeling alright?"

Your head shook lightly in response. "No..."

Without even taking his coat off he came into the bathroom and knelt by your side. "Cramps again?"

"Yea. How'd you know?" you asked in a shaky voice.

Your boyfriend wasn't going to admit that he secretely tracked your period, noting down the date when it began and ended every month without fail since the two of you got together. He knew how terrible your cramps were and always wanted to be prepared to help in any way.

He suddenly rose to his feet, holding a hand out for you. "Come on. Let's get you washed up first then I'll make you some tea, ok?"

"That'd be great, hon" you replied as you took his hand. Akutagawa saw your face for the first time that evening: strands of hair sticking to your damp forehead and eyes half lidded from the pain. Your skin was at least twp shades paler than usual too.

He sighed, motioning you towards the sink. "Brush your teeth and then go straight to bed"

While you got yourself ready for bed he boiled some water and prepared you a sweet tea.

"Here you go" he said as he placed the steaming cup on your night stand. "Be careful. It's still hot."

Before you got a chance to say a word he hastily left the room. You could hear him scatter around your shared apartment, returning several minutes later with a cat shaped fluffy bag.

"Put this on your stomach. It should help"

You hastly reached out for the strange object, your eyes narrowing. "Where on Earth did you get this from?" you asked, barely able yo supress a giggle.

"It was Gin's. I took it from her a while ago since her cramps have gotten better"

"Lucky girl" you chuckle lightly, gesturing him to join you in bed. "Come on Ryuu I wanna cuddle you."

And surprisingly enough he did. Akutagawa wasn't big on physical touch, that much you knew, but he just couldn't refuse you in moments like this. He laid on the other side of the bed and wrapped an arm around your waist to pull you closer.

A soft sigh rolled off your lips when you found yourself in his comforting embrace; your bodies fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle. The warm cushion bottle that you currently held to your belly managed to relieve some of the ache.

"Thank you babe." you purred happily.

Akutagawa cringed at the sound of the pet name but gave your waist a reassuring squeeze. "Any time love."

You breathed in deep and closed your eyes, relishing the serene moment. He was just too adorable, always putting up that cold, unbothered mask but you knew that deep down he was caring and gentle. At least with you.