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aureatchi · 7 months ago

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⋆ ✦ ˚｡⋆ THIS SUMMER NIGHT WE FIND SCATTERED DREAMS, I ONCE AGAIN RUN IN THE STARLIGHT ft. dazai, chuuya, fyodor, sigma.

— what it’s like to stargaze with them. (& more)

a/n. sadly, i have yet to see the aurora borealis and in general, seldom get to see the stars. (light pollution my no.1 enemy !!) but a girl can dream :) (& distract herself from the latest bsd chapters..)

info. fem!reader. fluff. soft everyone lol. some of them are nerds & ramble abt stars. :) + a little poetic. mentions of greek mythology. kissing. buildup to actual topic. profanities in chuuya’s & he may or may not use sskk to help. bsd manga/ability spoilers in fyodor’s.

DAZAI : so in this instance, i’d be perseus, and you’d be andromeda. — he listens to everything you have to say.

Your palm in his, the brunette’s pretty fingers wrapped around yours. He softly massaged your hand as you began telling him, your starstruck lover a story under the show of constellations. It had formed into a little routine since the first time you stargazed with him as a date.

“There was this princess,” you started. “Princess Andromeda. She was a very beautiful woma-”

“You’re more beautiful, though,” Dazai interrupted. You didn’t even get in two complete sentences without his commentary. You sat a bit awestruck while he delivered a kiss to your hand.

“Continue, bella,” big brown eyes teased you.

You hastily recovered. “…She was beautiful. And her mother—Queen Cassiopeia—who was very prideful, decided to brag to Poseidon, the Greek god of the seas, that she was prettier than his daughters.”

“I mean, that’s understandable. I brag about you all the time! Why shouldn’t the pretty girl be shown off?”

“Shut up,” you chuckled, reminiscing over the times the detective had shown you off. Whenever you decided to visit the Armed Detective Agency’s office with Dazai, Kunikida would never hear the end of it. When you two went out to eat, he would flatter your name away. “This gorgeous girl would like to order…” “May I please get a table for the angelic lady and I?”

He never failed to fluster you.

“Anyway, Poseidon got angry and decided to send a sea monster to destroy their kingdom. The only way the monster could be pacified was if it could devour Andromeda.”

“A damsel in distress,” Dazai nodded and then dramatically pretended like he was the helpless princess on the ocean. He completely pulled over the blanket the two of you were sharing, using it as a cape—“Someone save me! I’m going to be eaten by a sea monster!”

“‘Samu! I’m cold!”

“Ah, sorry. Perhaps you are the princess, and you need saving from this icy night!” He rewrapped the blanket over your shoulder.

“Stop interrupting me; I’m trying to tell you something!” It was nowhere near icy, but your lover proved his dramaticism even further when a tuft of brown hair grazed your shoulder. He had rested his head on you.

“Oka-ay—sorry, continue!”

“Meanwhile, Perseus—I told you last time, the man who killed Medusa—found Andromeda while flying over with his horse, Pegasus. He immediately fell in love with her, so he slayed the sea monster and rescued her from the rock she was chained to.”

“What a hero,” Dazai said. “So they lived happily ever after?”

“Not yet. Perseus asked Andromeda’s father for permission to marry her but discovered she was already set to marry someone else. And the man she was engaged to got angry that Perseus wanted to marry her.”

“Of course,” he sighed, which puzzled you a bit, but you’d return to his comment later. “I’m rooting for Perseus, though.”

“Well, good for you because the two fought, and Perseus won by showing the other guy Medusa’s head.”

Dazai chuckled. “Nice move! He turned his enemy into his trophy. Imagine if we did that to all our enemies!”

“I think then we’d have a whole army of statues,” you laughed. “But now, he and Andromeda married, and they were able to live happily ever after.

“The gods placed them in the sky so their story would be remembered eternally.” Finished with your recount, you gazed up at the stars.

“The North Star,” you pointed, and when you saw the brunette’s bronze eyes squint, trying to see what you were talking about, you moved closer until you were halfway on his lap.

You took his palm in yours and guided it to a single star.

“That one. All the characters’ constellations I mentioned in the story revolve around that star. Perseus with his sword, Andromeda flying on Pegasus...”

“Huh? That’s the North Star? Isn’t it supposed to be the brightest in the sky or something?” It didn’t stand out from the rest as much as he thought.

You giggled. “That’s a myth, ‘samu. It’s funny you didn’t know that.”

He shrugged. “I never really had time to appreciate and learn about something so peaceful like nature until now.” He turned to you.

“Until you.”

You weren’t sure how, but it was almost as if the moonlight had carved out his pretty face. Ethereal, you had called the moon, and it reflected in your lover’s features. His eyes took in the charm of the millions of lights in the night and synthesized the feeling to bring it back to you.

“If I were one of the gods, I would’ve created a whole galaxy reflecting your soul.”

In the midst of terror and chaos, the detective’s eyes revolved around humans and their violence rather than around the sun and the planets. Eyes and soul—how else could he focus on anything else when that’s all life showed him?

“Because I see the constellations in you—Andromeda, Pegasus, Carina, Orion…” it had been a few months, and throughout you had shown and told him all the stories behind the stars in the sky.

“And now I can stop to smell the flowers, love. I can watch the Ursa Minor, even if I still find it hard to sleep.” You were the bridge to his bronze gaze and iron marrow—you showed him that you were human, but that a heart could really exist without violence or malice.

I see a reason why the nebulas are placed as they are, even if stories are just stories. I see a reason I’m here. With you.

He sealed the thought with a kiss to your lips, under the celestial moon and the heavens’ watch.

You always wondered why Dazai paid such close attention whenever you started rambling—initially, you didn’t think he’d care that much about tales of space. But you understood him a bit better now, his complex heart. You held onto him a bit tighter to him as you kissed him back.

…

“Oh yeah. What did you mean when you said ‘of course,’ when I started talking about Perseus having to fight over another guy for Andromeda?”

And Dazai was his lighthearted self once again.

“We’re definitely Andromeda and Perseus in another universe,” Dazai winked. “You’ve always deserved to be treated like a princess! I would totally save you from a sea monster. And I’d be an equestrian if I could too—even better, a flying one!”

“Sure…”

“C’mon, bella, you see me at those horse-racing events all the time! Anyway, most important of all, I had to fight for you. Such a tough world when every other man is also at your feet.” He crossed his arms. “Having Medusa’s head would’ve made things so much easier! I really would’ve had a whole army of stone statues if I did.”

“No, you really didn’t need it at all,” you replied, laughing at Dazai, who was now pouting.

“Osamu the demigod: slayer of monsters or not, I only have eyes for you.” You kissed him on the cheek.

“Unlike Andromeda, I wouldn’t let two men fight over me and marry the one who wins.

“I would just choose you right away.”

CHUUYA : babydoll, you’re worth more than all those stars combined. — he only gives you the best.

“Ah, that’s unfortunate. Thank you for informing me, though,” you said before hanging up the phone.

You didn’t sue them on the line, albeit irritated. Tonight, you were supposed to have a date with Chuuya at one of the fancy restaurants he somehow discovered more of in the city when you thought you finally visited them all, but your reservations were cancelled last minute.

“Hey, princess,” the handsome ginger said when you phoned him next. You could sense a smile through his words on the other end.

“What’s up?”

“Weird-ass restaurant cancelled our plans,” you said. “Not even a refund.”

Chuuya quickly picked up on the disappointment in your voice, and he knew it wasn’t because he didn’t get his money back. Money was nothing—he was a Port Mafia executive. Stacks of bills piled into his hands every day, and he quietly flexed on it through his collection of wine in the cellar, his clothes, and gifts to you.

What he wasn’t wealthy in was time. It had been almost a month since Chuuya had any free time—the boss had been overworking him amidst never-ending Yokohama mayhem. His large penthouse actually proved to be a disadvantage when you were the only one staying in it. It was too empty; it was too quiet for a home, there was an awkward gap in the bed you slept in.

“It’s okay, baby,” came Chuuya’s voice reassuringly. “Don’t worry ‘bout some shitty-ass restaurant.

“Meet me home at the rooftop at the time we originally planned.”

“…Alright,” you replied, unsure of what he was going to do, but you were grateful anyway that you’d get to spend time with him.

“And get ready too, like we originally planned,” he added, and this time, you could imagine the smugness in his smile. “See ya soon.”

…

The bell chimed as the elevator approached the top of Chuuya’s apartment, signaling that you reached the rooftop.

“Chuu?” you called out as the doors opened. He was nowhere to be found—instead a pathway of candles and a trail of rose petals leading to the other side.

Your heels clicked on the ground as you slowly followed the course. It was dark towards the back of the rooftop, but the front overlooked the entire city of Yokohama.

Another quiet flex.

“Hey, beautiful.” You noticed him before the lively city behind him, before the romantic scene he had set up—the path of petals expanded into scattering around the table Chuuya was sitting at. He was dressed up too—looking as attractive as ever.

“The Nakahara Restaurant,” you hummed, taking a seat in front of him. “Not bad.”

Chuuya smirked. “Not bad? We get Michelin stars, baby. Trust me.”

You giggled. “I don’t know about that, Chuu. You’ll have to prove it to me.” It was like you had turned the tables on him. Usually, he only deemed a restaurant good if you were pleased with the food.

“Alright.” Now, you were going to rate his. You could tell he was going to enjoy this.

“You hungry?”

You nodded.

With a snap of Chuuya’s fingers, you immediately heard footsteps scurrying toward the two of you.

Two young men, one with raven hair until silver tips and the other with an entirely silver head—you realized they were waiters from who knows where—approached you with a dish.

“Appetizers by Executive Nakahara,” the first one said.

“Wait—did you cook everything too?”

“Duuh, you take this for a fraud or something?” Chuuya failed to hide the pride on his face.

…

The appetizer, entrée, and dessert proved delicious, and you were forced to eat your previous words.

He was talented in just about everything.

Chuuya kicked the two ‘waiters’ out of his house after dessert was served, leaving the two of you finally alone. The candlelight amid the dark sky enveloped your figures in an intimate glow.

“I would’ve been fine with even just takeout,” you laughed after taking a sip out of your wine glass.

He smiled. “As if. It’s a special night, doll, we finally have time to see each other again.”

“Exactly! Seeing you is what matters most,” you said.

“Anyway, thank you, Chuu. I appreciate this so much. And I guess you’re right—you earn a Michelin Star from me.”

Chuuya looked towards the city below you and back. “Didn’t doubt it one bit. But that’s not the only stars we’re getting tonight.”

You looked puzzled. “What do you mean?”

“Don’t get shocked.”

Your lover snapped again—you picked up a slight difference in it this time compared to the previous times he signaled—and suddenly, Yokohama went dark.

You didn’t know how, but the city’s electricity had completely cut off at the mafia executive’s command.

“Chuu—?”

“You’re not looking the right way.”

You had been staring at the pitch-black buildings below in fazed awe, but it seemed to have switched places with the skies as now, small scattered lights began to fade in when you looked up, your eyes adjusting to the dark.

“Chuu!” You stood up in excitement. “We can see stars! In Yokohama!”

The ginger chuckled before pulling out a folded comforter from under the table. “Here, it’s better this way. Now this is what the wine was really for.”

…

Chuuya had fixed the comforter on the rooftop and pulled out a few pillows so that you were able to lie down and watch above more comfortably.

“I did this a lot when I stayed in Paris for a bit,” he said, explaining how he got the idea. “But the lights stayed on 24/7 there, too, so I had to use a telescope.”

You looked at him thoughtfully. “We could’ve done that too. You really startled everyone just for this.”

As if on cue, you suddenly heard someone shout in the distance, going “Hey! Who the hell turned off all the lights?!” You and Chuuya both snorted.

“Just for you,” he corrected. “I think this is better anyway. They can handle one night without power. And I made sure the hospitals and other important establishments stayed untouched.”

It was crazy how much power the man had. “Not entirely evil then,” you said.

“Yeah, plus I was also really aiming at that restaurant that tried ruining our plans,” Chuuya smirked.

You looked back at the stars and then Chuuya again, who hadn’t taken his cerulean eyes off your face.

You lay together to gaze at the stars. But instead of those, he was looking at you.

You couldn’t stop the flurry of coyness you got. He looked absolutely stunning under the heavens—it was almost unfair. It would be if you weren’t the one who got to see him in such a state. He looked mesmerized—mesmerized with you?

“Hey, you’re going to miss it if you keep staring at me,” you said.

“I’m seeing you and those galaxies for the first time in a while,” Chuuya replied. “I think I’d rather watch you.”

He kissed you while you were still smiling, causing him to grin, too. You felt light and safe around him and the blankets, and he felt the same. All aggression and stress ceased from his head, healed by you and the moonlight.

“Y’can name stars after people too, right?” he asked when you pulled back. “I swear, I’m going to make the next scientist who discovers one name it after you. It’d be way better than those random shitty names they give nowadays.”

FYODOR : i have the cosmos mapped out, likewise your soul. — you alone, he adores.

There was not a word said as you got into the passenger seat of the car that Fyodor was driving. He had left a note earlier that day—Zolotse, you’re coming with me on a mission tonight. Prepare what you need and bring the sleeping bags, and you had done so with little hesitation.

The sun had already gone down, but you were used to this. Initially, you had thought his job the opposite of himself—the demon was called to bizarre places sporadically and had to adapt to their settings in a short amount of time. You only realized after being with him for a while that he planned these things beforehand, and he planned them long ago.

The job was made for him—his little game of fate and chess.

He drove for around four hours straight. In that time, you had put on your favorite music, and talked with him about the usual—your latest philosophical obsession, anything interesting about his latest endeavors—you hadn’t realized you had gotten so far away from civilization.

Fyodor must’ve become nocturnal from all the time he’d spent in the dark, because it was pitch-black in all directions when he finally parked the car and you stepped out.

And only then you finally asked him. “Fedya, where are we?”

He didn’t respond, instead going to the back of the car and opening the trunk, handing you your sleeping bag and a flashlight.

You flipped the switch on, trying to scan the surroundings for any hint of where this journey took you.

“Darling, you’re quite naïve,” Fyodor said as you looked down at rocks and twigs below your shoes. “I’m concerned about how easily you agreed to let someone drive you hours out into the wilderness.”

“I’d do it only for you,” you replied, giggling. “I trust you.” Alas, he had answered your question, though you still didn’t know what he was here for.

“Follow me. We have a bit of hiking to do.”

…

A secret hideout? Meeting spot? Something valuable hidden here? Your mind came up with countless reasons why your lover’s current mission took place on a mountain and how he could even navigate without a map. The entire thing was strange—you hadn’t even seen him take any valuables of some kind besides a tent and his own sleeping bag.

The walk-up was a bit tedious. Thankfully, you wore the right shoes and had eaten well beforehand, but you still didn’t expect you would be partaking in exercise so late at night. It was also hard to see, the flashlights scarcely making a difference.

You came across a very steep hill; it was almost like you had to climb rather than hike up.

“Apologies for the inconvenience,” you heard Fyodor from above as he went first to ensure each step was safe. “It’ll be worth it later.”

“Ah-” You hardly had time to ponder his statement when you misstepped on a loose twig, causing you to slip. However, a hand reached to tightly grab you before you slid down.

“Careful, milaya.”

Fyodor kept your hand clasped in his throughout the rest of the trek. You finally reached a large clearing by the edge of a cliff—devoid of trees and hard bedrock.

“We’re here.”

He began setting up the tent while you looked around. There was nothing at all out of the ordinary—nothing suspicious for the demon to use. Were you really here just to camp?

“The goal: your eyes to adjust.”

Fyodor had finished and had been looking at you for some time—smiling, at the way your brows furrowed and how you were still lost with this entire night.

“What-?” you asked as he walked over to take your sleeping bag. You followed him as he set it right next to his.

“Sit next to me, lyubov,” he said, guiding you down. “I’ll tell you the secret to getting directions up here.”

He tilted his head up, and for the first time, you noticed an entire galaxy before you.

…

Drenched under the vastness of the dark skies and lights of the stars, Fyodor began to speak.

“We’ve used star navigation for thousands of years,” he said. “Fifty-eight stars and thirty-eight constellations that we’re able to use, but you only need to locate the Ursa Major to find north and Orion to find west.”

You nodded. Perhaps this is what he had come here to do—find directions to something that no GPS or technology recorded. He had probably taken you along just because he thought you’d admire the view and how you did. Fyodor was right—the walk-up was worth this view.

It was like you were in a trance. You had seen stars, but nothing like this before. The entire Milky Way galaxy was visible to your eyes, countless little suns that seemed barely out of your grasp, even though they were millions of miles away.

“Fedya, how many of them do you recognize by name?”

“By now, I have them all memorized because I’ve found it helpful. If an apocalypse surged the earth, they would still be there. If the world ended, they would still be there. The cosmos remain untouched by us—they watch humanity dance from afar. The nomads knew this the best—when we traveled, we relied on nothing but nature.”

You wondered how many body transfers it took for him to retain them all. There were so many little lights in the sky, it seemed near impossible to be able to gather even half in a mind’s jar. You guessed tens of years at the least, and even with that time, you knew only he could do it.

“You commend them too, don’t you?” you spoke, taking a risk in guessing his views.

“Elaborate for me.” You made eye contact with him, and amethyst eyes fawned over by the night almost enticed you even more than the entire view of the universe afore you.

“You appreciate them, and everything else that lays on the earth after the sun sets because they hold no flaw. They aren’t blemished by the foolishness of people.

“You can be at peace with them because they are perfect, unlike us.”

“You’re right. The perfect mankind would be as pure as the sun and the stars—untainted by something as unnatural as abilities. That’s how I see it, but why group yourself in such faults?”

“Hm?” was the only sound you were able to get out, when he grazed his fingers along your face, cupping your cheek.

“Printsessa, you are perfect.” He spoke smoothly, rich accent making his words sound like a lullaby.

“Your soul dances with the kosmos. Something so divine—you are the harmony of something as beautiful as what we see tonight.

“You are the only one who matches the heavens; my love, you surpass the heavens.”

He captured your lips in a kiss, and you only registered then that it was you two alone. It felt like you two were the only ones in the world with the witnesses to your love being the ends of the horizons, and that the universe who put on a show in the sky instead turned to watch you.

…

“Fedya…what was the mission?” you asked softly as you cuddled with him, your hands reaching for his silky hair as you lay on his chest.

You felt his smile. “You’re still so naïve, darling; you didn’t have to think so much. The mission was to bring you here. It’s been a while since we’ve gone out, has it not?”

SIGMA : i’ve never seen it before! (the aurora borealis) — he learns what love is through you.

“Sigma, baby, let’s go!”

The man had a slightly puzzled face as he let you eagerly lead him outside, past your home’s backyard—into the hills beyond. Other than the Sky Casino, it was your favorite spot, especially when you wanted some peace away from the rest of humanity and its industry.

Your lover was utterly confused why you made sure he did not fall asleep this evening. He always went to bed far earlier than you and rose while you were still lost in dream—perhaps snoring—but tonight you insisted.

And Sigma followed, even though he was at the verge of passing out from exhaustion—managing a casino was hard. He let you take his hand and direct him, even without a clue of where you were going.

Maybe that was what love was—blindly following another.

“I have a surprise.” You slightly turned your head back to look at him, and he swore he would remember this scene forever. His hand still clasped around yours, the warm glow of the back porch’s bistro lights cast upon your face, and your sweet smile—though it was dark outside, he felt that your smile lit up his world more than all the stars combined in the night sky.

The cosmos were a new thing for him. You had introduced watching the stars to him, in this special place beyond your backyard.

Immediately after his first time learning what the Big Dipper was, and that the little lights in the sky were actually much farther than they seemed, he called for a viewing deck to be created for the Sky Casino.

That way, even on nights away from you and home, he could still gaze at the same stars, and for you as well if you wanted to visit.

“Are we stargazing?” Sigma asked as you ran up one of the hills with him. He held a chuckle to himself. You didn’t bother to change out of your pajamas. You were so cute.

“It’s a little different this time,” you giggled, setting down a blanket for the two of you to sit. Before, you would bring foldable chairs, but you realized that they made it a bit difficult for you to cling onto Sigma when you wanted to cuddle with him.

“We should start to see it in just a few minutes,” you said, looking up.

“Okay…”

The stars were there as usual. Sigma had never thought that something as pretty as your heart could exist in something physical, but that was how he saw those small lights in the sky.

If only you knew that whenever you decided to talk about how beautiful the skies were at night, he wanted to say they were literally just a reflection of you.

As soon as the clock on your watch hit the next hour, you immediately grabbed Sigma’s arm in enthusiasm.

Now he was really starting to wonder what got you so jumpy.

“Hey! Do you see it?!”

Sigma caught himself so distracted by you that he was watching your face instead of where your eyes were looking at.

He blushed when you looked at him, but thankfully you remained oblivious to his embarrassment.

“The green light! Do you see it?”

Sigma looked up, and he saw what looked like sliver of green contrast the dusky sky.

“That’s natural,” you began to explain. “It works through the earth’s magnetic field colliding with the atmosphere.

“Watch how it dances.”

A show started to unfold before the two of you. Sigma watched as the small touch of light became even brighter, transforming into a ribbon. He watched as the ribbon began to travel across the sky, overtaking the darkness. He watched in awe as it was joined by another green stream, traversing the horizons together.

“Wow,” you both said in awe.

“It’s called the aurora borealis,” you spoke.

“You can see it regularly if you travel way up north, but it’s a rare event here.

“I wanted to experience it with you.”

Sigma turned to look back at you, butterflies in his tummy and a surge of warmth overflowing his heart when he met your face—cheeks glowing from the reflection of the chasma and your eyes full of adoration.

“With me?” Sigma asked.

“Of course,” you replied, pulling him up. “Look Sigma—a new color joined.”

He glanced up, seeing that a new hue had appeared, aligning itself with the green. A pinkish light had mixed itself in, creating a swirl of paints on the sky’s pallete.

It really seemed like the lights were dancing. And Sigma thought to himself—like me and her.

You seemed to have the same idea because you had taken his hands in yours and started to whirl him around. It was messy—a bit chaotic, but he let himself be dragged along for a bit until he got dizzy, because maybe love was blindly following someone.

Eventually, Sigma started laughing, and couldn’t be thrown around any longer. “Calm down, love!” He took control of the dance, guiding your steps so that it turned into a more organized waltz.

He became captivated when he twirled you around—even though you were in your pajamas, you couldn’t look any less beautiful. He had danced with you in ballrooms, in gardens, but this unrehearsed night was the most enchanting of all.

…

You two danced until your feet started to hurt and Sigma’s exhaustion finally got the best of him. Now, you lay together, watching the rest of the night’s act play out.

“Whenever I look at the nebulas, I only think of you now, you know,” you confessed. “Because even if you’re up there, and I’m down on earth, we’re still looking at the same stars together.”

“I think the same,” Sigma replied. “It’s like we’re always connected in some way.”

You nodded with a smile, but you realized Sigma wasn’t finished yet.

“Actually, it’s more than that. I can only think of you when I see those things because all beauty leads back to you. I see your kindness in the sun and your energy in these colorful lights. I see your perseverance in the moon and most importantly, how many hearts you’ve made shine in the stars.

“And whatever ends up the brightest at night is mine, because you’ve warmed my heart the most.”

Your own heart was beating fast, by how your lover had spoken so tenderly to you and by the way he had rolled over towards you so that he was so close now—his lips just shy of yours.

“Sigma,” you whispered, and then you pulled him into a kiss.

It was then he finally understood: love wasn’t about blindly following another, he followed you because you were a blessing of trust, carrying the stars of devotion on your hands.

i heard if you rb, u’ll be able to watch the stars w/ ur fav tn !! reblogs are cherished; they are what support me the most. <3

this fic wouldn’t have ever seen the light, weren’t for @cheriiyaya (hi); thank u bby for encouraging me start to finish. <3 a lil prompt inspo for dazai & fyodor from her. ^_^

p.s. did i imply a past!love triangle in dazai’s scenario? yes. was i referring to the fyozai ‘til death we do art love triangle? maybe..! actually, for some rzn, i included many things here that foreshadow other fics coming soon. stay tuned :)

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teddybeartoji · 4 months ago

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18+ mdni; gn!reader

chuuya with a kitty!reader... he's sat on the bed, his back against the headboard as he waits for you. he's tired, exhausted actually, but the image of you in your teeny tiny little shorts keeps replaying in his mind. and your flimsy little tank top. your cute ears. your tail. fuuck...

he's half-hard in his boxers but he refuses to touch himself. he's hoping it'll simply go away if he ignores it long enough; you're in the bathroom washing your face while he's silently drowning in the lewd thoughts about his kitty. he doesn't want to ask, he feels just a bit embarrassed to do it – he's sure you've had one hell of a day too, sleeping and eating can oh, so tiring for a little cat like you afterall.

his head hits the wall behind him, his eyes falling shut as he fists the sheets. he just wants to go sleep; he wants to cuddle you and kiss you, and feel you against him. and feel you around him. you'd be so warm, so tight – his eyebrows furrowing with a cute, pink blush forming over the apples of his cheeks. he knows you'd make him feel so good, you always do. chuuya thinks about the fraction of a second when he caught sight of you bending over, the material of your shorts streching over your ass so deliciously. he feels like a proper pervert when his dick twitches at the thought of your soft thighs and your belly. your small hands, your skilled fingers, your sharp nails—

the bed dips and his eyes flick open, only to be met with your mischievous ones. you know. placing your hands on the mattress, you crawl toward him at a tantalizingly slow pace; your tails sways seductively behind you and your eyes twinkle with something dark, your lip caught under your canines as you settle yourself between his thighs. never breaking the eye-contact, you watch his adam's apple bob and the flush on his face spread even further. it goes down his neck and to his chest, to his shoulders and his ears. you think it's very cute, the effect you have on the port mafia excecutive.

"what's wrong, chuu, hm?" cocking your head to the side, you trace your nails over his knees, making the man shiver. your voice is sickly sweet, only making the embarrassment settle deeper in his gut as he tries to think of a way to change the topic. but your gaze is heavy and your touch burns, fingers slowly inching higher and higher over his sensitive thighs. "you can tell me... "

the pout you're giving him and the way you keep fluttering your eyelashes is not making it any easier for him, his head filling with filthy, just outright obscene scenarios and he feels awful. "it's nothing, doll. let's sleep, yeah?"

he raises his hand to caress your face and something warm pools behind his ribcage when you lean into his touch. your eyes soften just a tad and he's sure he's done it, but when he suddenly feels you cup his bulge, your nails slightly grazing the sensitive skin under his balls, he jerks forward. his eyes go wide and you think he looks even cuter now.

"what about this though, hm?" you apply some more pressure and watch the man before you crumble. ginger strands of hair fall in front of his eyes and he looks incredibly fucked out already. oh, how you want to play with him.

while keeping your ass up high, you place your elbows on the bed, knowingly pushing his buttons by showing him your perfect arch. slowly, your tail sways behind you, from left to right, and he feels as if he's being hypnotized. giving his balls another squeeze, you jut out your bottom lip. "i just want to take care of you."

chuuya's breath gets stuck in the back of his throat, his fingers wrapping around the hand that's giving so much grief. "you really don't need to, love. i– it's okay."

but his own body betrays him - the wet patch on his boxers, makes you coo at him while resting your cheek on his upper thigh. "please?"

your warm breath fans his clothed, aching cock and it's almost impossible to say no to you. how could he, when you're looking the most beautiful little thing he's ever seen in his whole entire life. and not only that, but you're also asking, basically begging to make him feel good.

"you sure?" he cards his hand through your hair, your ears twitching at the loving act – he's always been so very caring, constantly putting your needs above his own, so you figure it's time to show your appreciation.

"i want to, chuu."

leaning forward, you press your tongue against the side of his shaft, wetting the fabric with your saliva as you keep your eyes on your boyfriend.

with the combination of your hand and your warm mouth and the heavy gaze you offer him, chuuya feels lightheaded already. his free hand fists the sheet below him, his knuckles turning white from how hard he's gripping the material while his other stays in your hair. his palm rests on the back of your hair, gently pushing you closer to his bulge without him even realizing that he's doing it – he's way too far gone already. the pink on his cheeks deepens and you watch how his lips part in a silent moan and you take it as a sign that you're doing good, that you should keep going.

so after giving him a few more kitten licks, you grant him a smile, to which he responds with a twitching cock. he feels ashamed that he's so easy but he really can't help it – he can't help but let out a raspy hiss when you wrap your lips around his tip and suckle on it like it's some kind of candy. like it's your treat.

chuuya's hips buck up and he shoves you into him, so your whole face gets smushed against his bulge but it's not like you mind; you like it when he loses his control a little, you like it when he acts out of pure pleasure. it's the hottest thing in the world.

there's an apology on the tip of his tongue but it fades the moment you place a hand on top of his, telling him that he hasn't crossed any lines and that he should keep it there. chuuya gives you a small nod while swallowing, his adam's apple bobbing in the process. beads of sweat dribble down the side of his neck and you feel hungry, the itching desire creeping up your throat the more you look at him.

as you hum at the salty taste of his precum, you inch your hand a bit lower and start massaging the ever-so-sensitive spot between his balls and his hole, and you're immediately praised for doing so.

his back rises from the bed and forms an almost entirely perfect arch as a loud moan topples from his bitten lips. you think about teasing him for being so responsive but decide to hold back the thoughts just this once.

"ah– fuck!"

your tail picks up the pace, your own heart racing at the sight of him feeling good – this is what you want most, to just let him relax. to let him feel. he works so hard; all day long, and sometimes all night long and so, being the one that's able to give him the well-deserved reward he so deserves makes pride swell in your chest.

you keep rubbing small circles with your index and middle finger while sucking on his tip, the material of his boxers now completely soaked with the mixture of your drool and his precum. with the help of the guiding hand on the back of your head, you develop a steady pace at which you rock yourself into him.

he's writhing now. your mouth is so fucking warm and your fingers are working him like magic, not to mention the way you keep wiggling your ass up in the air. he can't get over how your tail moves, your excitement so evident that it's hard for him not to think about the mess he'd find between your own legs.

and then there's your eyes.

fuck, fuck, fuck.

you haven't taken them off of him once and all the attention is really getting to him. his entire body burns with pleasure and his orgasm hits him like a fucking truck. the high comes so suddenly that he has no time to give you any sort of warning, not that you needed one anyway. with your lips still around him, you take him in your mouth as much as you can and cherish the way he's giving yourself to you.

chuuya grinds his hips against your chin and bites down onto his lip so hard it almost draws blood; he's now fully red in the face and in the chest and he's panting like a dog. it's a sight you never get tired of.

you lap on all of the cum that seeps through his boxers and then wait for him to make proper eye-contact with you again, to swallow it all with a smile. he gulps before mustering up a smile of his own – tired, flustered and lovesick all at once.

his body is still tingling with the aftershocks of the orgasm when you push yourself up and crawl on top of him and plop down onto his lap. hands on his warm cheeks, you kiss him hungrily, nipping at his lips and giggling into his mouth when his fingers dig into the plush skin of your waist in surprise.

but this is enough for the night, so you pull away and watch him chase after you with his eyes still closed. you give him another grin and brush his nose with yours and then you're already nuzzling yourself into his side and wrapping your hands around his middle.

chuuya sits there with his heart trying to jump out of his chest. oh, you're something alright. he still has to clean himself up and he knows that you didn't forget that – he knows that as much as you love making him feel good, you also love to push his buttons. to tease him and to really rub in the fact that he's completely and utterly wrapped around your pretty little finger.

his head falls against the headboard with a thud and a sigh and he swears he can feel you smiling against his skin. he loves it.

#wordvomit wordvomit #but i just.. yeah..#miss him and love him and i want to make him feel sooo so good #WAHHHHHHHHHHH #chuuya #wtf mickey can write #chuuya nakahara #chuuya nakahara x reader #chuuya nakahara smut #bsd chuuya #bsd x reader #bsd smut #bsd drabble #bungo stray dogs #kitty!reader #cw hybrids #chuuya x reader #chuuya bsd #chuuya smut

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deonsx · 1 year ago

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If They Become Your Boyfriend

Feat: Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor

Content: Nsfw

Dazai Osamu

• It was really hard for Dazai to trust someone, and it was hard for you too, but when he realized that he was truly in love with you, the wall he built was broken down by you. It took him a long time to trust you, he waited a long time to tell you everything, but you gave him time

• He's a total physical contact freak, his hands are constantly wandering around your body, he caresses your leg while sitting next to you, he holds your hands while walking, he always hugs your waist at work and gives you lots of long kisses

• He uses a lot of endearments such as "baby" "my girl" "my love" "honey" "darling" but these are just the names he uses around people. Assuming that your relationship has really hot nights, then these can turn into things like "Slut" "Good girl" These only make you hotter for him

• You never pushed him about his bandages but you always complimented them you planted kisses on his beautiful brunette skin and caressed his hair that day was very gloomy but it was like you were on a cloud for you dazai gave you permission to untie his bandages

• He likes to be sensual and slow in bed. He is serious, of course he can be a tease sometimes, but in general he likes to listen to your slow moans and spend that moment slowly and pleasurably

Chuuya Nakahara

• He really cares about his woman, his long thin fingers are always on you and he is a very jealous boyfriend. If he feels suspicious around him, he will eliminate that person and he will not feel even the slightest regret while doing this

• He buys you a lot of gold and diamonds as a gift. He really doesn't want you to miss anything. He buys you the most beautiful and most suitable of everything, from the most beautiful lace dresses to the underwear (he will steal them later)

• His taste is amazing, he always cooks you the best meals, so you never need a chef, you can always offer to cook together. If he is tired that day, he will definitely accept it, but otherwise he never wants to tire you out, maybe this is possible during the marriage period (he really wants this but thinks it's too early)

• Even though he seems like a very tough guy, he is a delicate man and he loves to sleep on your lap. He loves to lie in the spoon position so that he can feel every part of you clearly.. he loves your hips very much and sometimes he tries to put his head there and sleep

• He likes to pour wine on you and clean them with his tongue. He always tells you how much he loves the pleasure of finding his two favorite things side by side. He is always kind and aims to be the best for you

Fyodor Dostoyevski

• He is a really cold person but you never paid any attention to his coldness and continued to love him and after he noticed you, you experienced a strange excitement and eventually you found yourself in a relationship with him for 2 years and you are very happy with it

• You loved to caress his purple hair and tug it while you was moaning under him, and you loved to leave multiple fingernail marks on his back and bruises on his body. His white Russian skin was completely covered in red. Your body is completely purple, he definitely can't control himself, you don't regret it

• He's a jealous guy but he's a real pokerface when it comes to showing it, if he sees someone too close to you he removes them invisibly, his love language is definitely when he speaks words he likes to use naughty words on you

• He keeps kissing you longer, long and deep kisses all the time... his fingers squeeze your waist and leave delicate kisses on your neck, He's always rough in bed but he gave you a safe word beforehand so if you feel too unbearable he'll stop when you say it and he actually gives you gentle massages and calms you down in those moments

• He buys you the most expensive clothes, he doesn't have any money-related problems, he gave you an unlimited card and allowed you to spend as much as you wanted, he never made you feel incomplete, he showered you with luxury everywhere, even if you didn't ask for money

Enjoy!

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lillikitty · 9 months ago

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BSD Men favorite thing about you HC

Featuring: Dazai, Chuuya, Atsushi, Akutagawa, Fyodor

Osamu Dazai

Your body.

Yes yes, looks aren’t everything but he absolutely worships your body.

Whether you’re skinny, curvy, he loves everything about your body.

Your chest, your hips, your legs, your ass. He loves everything about you and he can’t see any imperfection.

He is actively always trying to kiss anywhere he can. His favorite is to give you raspberries on your tummy. He loves how you giggle.

But he also loves covering your body in marks, hickeys, anything that shows others that you belong to him.

“You’re so beautiful bella, the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen!”

Chuuya Nakahara

Your hair

He loves playing with your hair, it’s his favorite thing to do.

He often asks to style it, your hair is just perfect and it listens to him unlike his hair.

He loves how soft it is, how easily he can run his fingers through it.

When you’re cuddling in bed he almost always playing with it.

And when you’re making out? Oh his hand never leaves your hair. It’s always on the back of your head, gripping it and sometimes tugging it to get those delightful sounds out of you.

“You should let me braid your hair today. It’ll look beautiful, trust me.”

Atsushi Nakajima

Your kindness

He’s never met anyone as kind as you. Someone willing to put their own needs aside for someone else.

You’re always willing to help him, always willing to brighten his day.

He watches you with a lovestruck gaze as you help nurse a baby bird back to health.

Someone as kind as you is truly and angel, he doesn’t believe you’re simply a human. You must be from a higher place, he’s blessed to have you.

He always tries to treat you with the same amount of kindness you treat him with, but he can just never seem to match you, and that’s okay. He’s just happy to have you in his life.

“You’re an angel, the sweetest angel ever.”

Ryunosuke Akutagawa

Your laugh

It was a complete accident when he made you laugh. He didn’t even say anything funny but you just started laughing.

It was the most angelic sound he’d ever heard. Better than any symphony. He couldn’t even describe it.

He didn’t even know he could make someone laugh but now he’s always trying to make you laugh, though his actual attempts at jokes aren’t funny, you laugh anyways at his awkwardness.

He always stares at you when you laugh like he’s mesmerized.

He even starts to smile every time he makes you laugh as he can’t contain the emotions he’s feeling.

“Your laugh is pretty…”

Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Your touch

You have such a gentle touch, never once has he felt in danger when you touch him.

Your skin is so soft, softer than anything he’s ever felt.

He loves it when you cup his face in your hands. He always leans into you when you do it.

He always wants to hold your hand and give it plenty of kisses. Something this soft must be cherished.

You’re the only one who can touch him without dying. He would never pass up the opportunity to feel your touch.

“Don’t ever let me go dove.”

#dazai osamu #bsd dazai #bungou stray dogs #dazai x reader #chuuya nakahara #bsd chuuya #chuuya x reader #atsushi nakajima #bsd atsushi #atsushi x reader #akutagawa ryuunosuke #bsd akutagawa #akutagawa x reader #fyodor dostoevsky #bsd fyodor #fyodor x reader #bsd #bsd x reader

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demon-kumo · 8 months ago

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𝐀𝐧 𝐄𝐱𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐀 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧

➤ 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

➤ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐫, 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧.

➤ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟

➤ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡-𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who always means what he said when he confessed where you both first met. Gently kissing you to prove he means what he says.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who always kisses your lips with softness before he goes on a dangerous mission. Promising to return to you.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who always helps you wash the dishes and places foam against your nose with a small laugh.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who blocks you from paying and humors you by telling you he will let you pay next time. Though he never does let you.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman that always gives you his coat when the rain makes it’s unexpected visit.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who always offers his hand to dance with you. He who smirks as his face become close as he dips, kissing your red dusted cheek.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who helps his woman unpack her baggage, rubbing your back and hugs you close as you cry in his chest.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who would kill anyone who dares to even harm a hair on your pretty head. Two words and a name, will happily take care of it for you.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who keeps no secrets from you. He spills his past and holds his breath when you hug and tell him that you still love him.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who takes you out and doesn’t care if you pout as he buys you all that you could ever desire.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who never judges and instead tries news things with you. You who sings into an air mic in the living room and he who laughs as he drops his coat and skids on the carpet playing the air guitar just to make you happy.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who finds himself hugging you from behind with a grin as he watches you bake a cake.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who always holds the door for you and pulls back you chair. He who acts so chivalrous just for a kiss.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who helps you chose an outfit and helps with hair, but always says you look your best with your natural beauty.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who likes to take you on midnight rides on his bike on the days you can’t sleep. Smiling as you hug him close.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who prepares a romantic bath for the both of you and looks away as you strip just in case you feel uncomfortable.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who always asks for consent before going any further. Softly hugging you as he places his forehead against yours as you nod making him push you back against the bed.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who gives you the best after care but makes no effort to hide the marks you had given him. Smirking as he claims his want to show off how much you love him.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who secretly measures your ring size and before he comes home he looks at rings that he one day wants to sit on your finger.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who feels a tear in his eyes as he recited his speech before kneeling down on his knee. Smiling and gives you passionate kiss when you yelled yes.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who holds your hand as he says his vows, a look full of love and adoration as he looks at you with love. Removes your veil and kisses like the day he confessed.

Chuuya Nakahara, a gentleman who will never stop loving you and lives to be your loyal lover and husband. He who lives and can’t live without you, who makes him happy. Who makes him feel human.

This has been in my drafts for so fucking long! Finally posted it! Honestly I believe that Chuuya would be such a gentlemen, like no contest - Kumo

#chuuya x reader #bsd chuuya #bsd fluff #chuuya nakahara x reader #chuuya nakahara #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs #romance #mafia #port mafia #gentleman #Demon-kumo

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remlionheart · 8 months ago

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NSFW Alphabet: Chuuya Nakahara Edition ♡

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ MDNI. really needed a fun lil drabble to break up my writer's block and this was perfect. silly but super fun to write. lemme know whatcha think. luv u ♡ ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Chuuya definitely gives you aftercare, it's just not always the most well thought out when he’s gotten back from a long night at work. He doesn't remember to have dinner ready or pajamas laid out, but he still holds you as you collapse onto his chest. Laughs with you while the two of you place the 4th doordash order of the week to his apartment since you're both too spent to even think about cooking. He runs light fingers through your hair and kisses your forehead, teasing you for how hard you came while also reminding you of how fuckin' gorgeous you looked bent over for him. The thought of it alone promptly brings his lips back to yours, nearly earning you a round 2 before the food arrives.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

It takes Chuuya a long time to admit it, even if it's fairly obvious, but he's self-conscious about his body. About the way he thinks it should look versus the way it actually does. He’s always praising you. Always so good about making you love parts of yourself that you didn't know you could, though he rarely gives himself the same respect. Your thighs get a lot of his attention. He touches them constantly without meaning to. His hand resting on them while he drives. His fingers mindlessly gliding across them while you watch TV before bed. His face buried between them any chance he gets. He loves 'em. You decide to challenge him one day after a shower, using his own words against him: "Chuuya, tell me one thing you love about yourself -" you shoot him a pointed look, not giving him the chance to deflect with his usual sarcasm, "and be serious. You have to mean it." He stares at himself in the mirror for a moment, apprehensively looking over his reflection before he lets out a sharp exhale. "Fine. My eyes." "What about them?" You press. "They're... nice."

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

One of Chuuya's favorite highs in life is being pussy-drunk. Being so completely enamored by your taste and scent that he can't physically think of anything else besides you. He loves the feeling of your cum dripping down his chin. The insanely beautiful fucked-out noises you make for him when you sit on his face and nearly drown him in your release. He gets a sick satisfaction in showing up to work, knowing that there are still remnants of the morning head he gave you clinging to the collar of his shirt. You're his girl and he takes making you cum very seriously.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Chuuya is a dominant people pleaser, which is a dangerous combination to begin with, but especially when it starts blending into his finances. Being a Port Mafia executive, he has more money than he knows what to do with and he fucking loves buying you stuff. Taking you on shopping trips and watching you fill bag after bag with frivolous, designer outfits that you’d never buy for yourself otherwise. Swiping his debit card for purses and necklaces and shoes that total out to nearly $10,000. There's something almost addicting about it, he revels in your reactions. The way you look so awestruck every time he drops a fat stack of cash on you, but also how good it makes him feel being able to spoil you as much as he does. Alexa, what does “findom” mean?

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Chuuya’s experienced, but a lot of his past hookups were one nightstands or meaningless flings. Drunken mishaps that held little to no weight in his mind. You've both learned a lot from each other by being comfortable enough to explore things you wouldn't have with previous partners. Communication is so strong with him. He always wants to know what you like and if there’s anything you want to try but haven’t yet. He wants to know everything about your body - wants it to only respond to him. He'd had sex in the past, but he realized that he'd never really properly fucked someone until he met you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

As much as Chuuya loves bending you over, he’s such a slut for you being on top. Holding your hips to help guide you and thrusting up into you when you’re not expecting it, going as deep as he can while you sink back onto him with a pretty glazed over expression. The way your eyes widen every time he does it. The duality of being in control while also letting you use him. The view of your tits bouncing so perfectly for him while the sound of your ass smacking against his thighs echoes across the room. He loves watching you struggle to take the whole thing. You're usually holding onto him for support, hands clasped around his neck, your stare locked intently with his while your cunt throbs around him. The pouty fucking look that takes over your face when he plunges into you. You become a whimpering mess, trying to tell him how close you are with broken words as if he can’t feel your walls clenching around him. "Chuuya - 'm, I'm gonna -" "I know baby, keep going. Keep fuckin’ going. Doin’ so good f’me.”

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Chuuya's form of flirting is witty banter. Sarcastic comments that the two of you volley back and forth between each other. He's generally more serious in the moment, but he will literally never pass up the chance to whisper a snarky little nothing in your ear to get you flustered, especially in public. He loves making you blush. Loves knowing that he's capable of getting you so worked up without even touching you. Loves seeing you squirm and swat him away with a feeble, "Chuuya! Not here!"

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Chuuya never really understood the question, "does the carpet match the drapes?" and why it was such a hot topic when it came to redheads. It was wildly irritating growing up and getting asked that so often by his asshole friends. Of course they matched. Why wouldn't they? As an adult, Chuuya fully embraces this though. He takes pride in making sure he's well-groomed. If it were up to him, your lips would always be wrapped around his cock, so he makes sure to keep things as trimmed and polished as he can for you.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Chuuya is the consent king, always making sure that you're just as into what's going on as he is. He finds subtle ways to check in on you while staying in the moment. "Tell me, baby. Tell me how it feels." He likes to make sure you're present, that you're not thinking about anything else besides the way he feels inside you. He would do anything to make you feel good. Anything. What he can't aways say with his words, he shows through his actions. He lets you know he loves you by stretching and filling you until you can’t see straight. He may act like he’s the one calling the shots, but you'll always cum before he does. He makes damn sure of it.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

His work schedule is demanding and doesn't always grant him the amount of time he'd like to have with you, so when he's stuck in his office after hours, Chuuya can't fucking help himself. The urge has been there all. day. and he's certain he'll die if he doesn't take care of it right now. He reaches into his coat pocket, dialing your number while he unzips pants and removes his glove with his teeth. His cellphone is wedged between his shoulder and his cheek when your voice finally spills out of the receiver. Before you can even ask how his night's going, you hear it. That desperate, heady tone that he only gets when he hasn't seen you in a few days. "Baby..." he groans, stroking himself upppp and dowwnn. He closes his eyes, imagining what you must look like lying in his bed. "I need you so fuckin' bad right now." "Yeah?" You tease, quietly slipping two fingers under the hem of your panties. "How bad?" It was only a matter of minutes before he was cleaning off his desk from the mess you'd helped him make.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Chuuya is the softest dom. As much as he likes to be in control, he folds so easily when it comes to you. Even when he’s “punishing” you, he’s doing it with things he knows you like. He loves putting collars on you or wrapping his belt around your neck and pulling at both ends until your pretty little pupils blossom into hearts while you struggle to moan out his name. Hearing you beg does something deranged to him that he can't quite put into words. He stays in control for as long as he can, but you always have the upperhand with how bad he wants to taste you. With how bad he wants to be buried inside of you. He'll tease and nip at you and try to drag it out for as long as he can, but at the end of the day, he's just as addicted to you as you are to him.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Chuuya will fuck you anywhere and when he says anywhere, he means it. His favorite guilty pleasure though is definitely bringing you into Port Mafia. Making everyone well-aware of your presence as he walks around with you on his arm like you're the shiniest, most expensive accessory he owns. Shoving all of his paperwork off of his desk and bending you over, pinning your hands behind your back and pressing your face against the handcrafted Mahogany. Hiking up your skirt and ramming himself into you, knowing damn well everyone can hear you crying out his name as you cum. His two favorite pastimes: pissing off Mori and fucking you.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Chuuya secretly loves the attention you get when the two of you go out, even if it drives him a bit crazy at times. He can't deny the way his cock twitches when he notices the bartender size you up and then immediately avert his eyes when he feels Chuuya's stare on him. Chuuya knows you're gorgeous, it's an absolute fact for him, but to see the other people reel in how pretty you are too fills him with a feral sense of pride. He would fuck you in front of the entire world if he could just to show them what they'll never have.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

There are very few things that Chuuya wouldn't do for you, but the one request he would struggle with if asked would be sharing. Even if it was a casual threesome with no strings attached, he’s a Taurus Sun, Scorpio moon - the man does not share and the thought of having to watch someone else touch you would most definitely send him into a murderous tailspin.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Chuuya loves both giving and receiving, for sure. But there's something about the way you taste that almost makes his brain short-circuit. He thinks about it while he's at work. Thinks about it while he's on missions. Thinks about it while he fucks himself when you're not around. He often finds himself daydreaming about his tongue swirling around your clit and the adorable, pitiful, fucked-out noises you make so easily for him. The way you whine and writhe against him. How he can always tell when you're close by the way your words start to break up. That cute little incoherent babble you let out as he plunges an extra finger into you and your eyes roll into the back of your head. He’s pretty sure that if he had to choose his own death, it would be drowning between your thighs.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Pacing all depends on the mood and setting for Chuuya. It's 1 am and you guys just stumbled back home from the bar? You're wearing the shortest black slip dress he's ever seen in his life, and he's had to restrain himself all night from not dragging you into the club bathroom and having his way with you? He's fucking you into oblivion the second you step inside his apartment. Hands tangling into your hair as he pins you against the wall of the entry way, pulling you up so that your legs are wrapped around his waist. It's going to be fast, rough, deep. You'll both wake up with bruises and love bites and well-deserved hangovers. But - it's 1 pm on a rainy Tuesday and you guys just got back home from the bookstore? You're wearing an oversized cardigan with a comfy pair of shorts, and he's been quietly admiring you all day, watching you dig through countless bookshelves until you finally found the one you wanted? He's fucking you so thoroughly. Taking his time as he helps you out of your sweater, smiling at your body with each layer of clothing that get tossed to the floor. He's kissing the crook of your neck, telling you how beautiful you are. He's fucking you with slow, sensual, affection. You'll end up drifting off to the sound of the thunderstorm afterward, the two of you wrapped up under a blanket on the couch while the rain taps against the window next to you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Chuuya's a giver who loves a challenge so quickies are right up his alley, really. You'll stop by the apartment on your lunch break, warning him that you only have 15 minutes, but he’ll only roll his eyes in response before telling you to hop up on the counter. He locks in immediately, his concentration fully on you as he spreads you apart. Two fingers holding you open so that his tongue has complete access to your clit, the warmth of his mouth and the pressure of his strokes making your legs shake around his head already and he's just gotten started. He's precise. Calculated. Unrelenting. Even if he's only competing against the clock, he's still never lost.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

As long as you're into it, so is Chuuya. He's very open when it comes to sex, especially when it comes to talking about it with you. You had a wet dream about him fucking you against the window in the sunroom so that the neighbors could see it? Lift that skirt up, angel, let's go give them a show. You read a book where the male lead lightly ran a blade across the main character’s throat while teasing her and you think you want to try it? His knife is already out of his pocket, his hand cradling your jawline. “Tell me how bad you want it, baby.” as he slices through the thin straps of your tank top, smirking at how hard your nipples are while it slips down to your waist. There a very few things he wouldn't be willing to at least try with you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Chuuya can generally go a solid 2 rounds before he's completely spent, but if he's drunk, this number could be multiplied depending on his drink of choice that night. Chuuya's stamina is solid. He lasts awhile, but his entire objective while fucking is to make sure you're getting off. He's very in tune and aware of your body and tries to go with the flow of where you're at. If you can handle an hour or two, he'll gladly give it to you. He has no problem playing the long game, but if you're sleepy and only need twenty minutes to get there, he'll make sure he cums with you in that time. A truly adaptable king ˚₊‧ʚ♡ɞ‎‧₊˚

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

There's an armoire in Chuuya's bedroom that houses all of the obscenely expensive vibrators you'd asked him to buy you, not realizing he actually would at the time. He likes to keep them hidden for the most part - out of sight, out of mind. He'll be in the middle of fucking you. Stretching you out while your nails dig into his back. He'll feel your walls start to spasm around him. He'll watch your eyes flutter back. He'll feel how tight and snug your cunt is squeezing him. He'll know you're right there and that's when he'll pull out your favorite wand. Always when you're least expecting it. When you're already so cock-drunk and lost that you don't think you could possibly take anything more, he'll run it along your clit. Your body practically convulsing at the overstimulation. "Chuuya - ohmygod... I... I - can't. I can’t, I can’t -" "Look at me. You can take it, baby. I know you can. Gimme one more, okay? Just like that. There you go. Fuuuck, baby. Just - like... that."

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

The amount of sheer pleasure Chuuya derives from making you beg for him should be illegal. He’s constantly teasing you. Constantly trying to coax out desperate little cries from you. You're splayed out beneath him, legs spread beautifully, your cunt nearly dripping onto his sheets and he's still ghosting your lips with his. Wearing the most infuriating grin as he continues to rattle off depraved things like, "Baby, I wish I could, y'know? I really wanna give it to you, but I just don't believe that you want it." all while he's stroking himself just inches above you, making you watch the whole thing in agony but still not letting you touch him yet. "C'mon princess, show me how bad you want it. Let me see how you play with that pussy when I'm not here. Make me fuckin’ believe it.”

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Chuuya will groan and talk during sex, but he's not necessarily loud. He's way more concerned with the noises you're making anyway. As mentioned, his bedroom love language is taunting. "No? You can't take it anymore? Ohh, your pussy's just so sensitive, huh? That's so sad. My poor sweet girl." before slapping your clit and smirking at you as you whine beneath him. "Oh, look at that. Seems like you can take it after all.” He'll groan against you whenever he goes down on you, reveling in how fucking wet you are for him.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Chuuya is secretly sentimental. He might not always admit it, but he doesn't just remember your anniversary - he remembers the outfit you were wearing the first time he met you and what the weather was like that day. He saves ticket stubs from your dates. Takes pictures of you when you're not looking just so he can keep the moment forever. He plans gifts for your birthday weeks in advance. Any time you list off a restaurant that you want to try or a vacation spot you want to visit one day, he secretly jots it down in his notes app. He listens to you, really listens to you when you talk and keeps every gift you give him, no matter how small or insignificant.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Chuuya is 5'3, (though he'll most definitely try to convince you that the measurements are off no matter how many times your scale reaches the the same conclusion). Slender. Nice arms and a slutty fucking waist. Hands, hands, hands. Usually covered by gloves but so fucking pretty and veiny when they're not. Speaking of veiny? Chuuya Nakahara is packing. Giiiiirth, babydoll, and a lot of it. Short men are ALWAYS stacked, you can't argue with science.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Chuuya's anger and sex drive mirror each other in the sense that they're both always on no matter what. Even when they're calmed down, even when they're not as noticeable - all it takes is one wrong (or right) move and he's right there, fully up and ready to go. You touch his leg under the table during dinner one night and he immediately finds an excuse to dismiss the two of you for a few minutes, dragging you to a secluded corner of the bar where he pins you against the wall. His leg wedged between yours, leaving urgent kisses along your collarbone as he creates friction against your clit. “This what you want? For me to fuck you right here?” You try to keep your resolve but it’s hard for him to take you seriously when your objections are all coming out in the form of moans. “My needy fuckin’ girl.”

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He'll lay with you and talk about your day, but Chuuya is struggling to keep his eyes open after he cums. The minute you nestle into his shoulder, and he feels the warmth of your skin against his, he's fighting for his life to stay awake. Poor baby is just so tired, especially after dealing with Port Mafia all week. He feels safe in your arms. The thought of coming home to you is what gets him through most days anyway so once he's finally actually tangled up in you, he can't help but drift off into the comfort of your scent and the sound of your heartbeat.

⠀𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

‎♡‧₊˚ here’s dazai’s version ‎♡‧₊˚

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jackiepackiee · 8 months ago

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I have a request! Can we have atsushi, dazai, ranpo, chuuya (+yasano, if desired you can cut out some characters) with a fem!ballerina s/o

ex: does big roles, (giselle, black swan, clara) and their opinions about her profession. ty!

𝐵𝒮𝒟 𝓍 𝐵𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒶! 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇

𝒲/ 𝒜𝓉𝓈𝓊𝓈𝒽𝒾, 𝒟𝒶𝓏𝒶𝒾, 𝑅𝒶𝓃𝓅𝑜, 𝒞𝒽𝓊𝓊𝓎𝒶, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒴𝑜𝓈𝒶𝓃𝑜

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 - 𝒩𝒶𝓊𝓇

𝒯𝓎𝓅𝑒 - 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒸𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓃𝓈

Atsushi Nakajima

Whipped

You’re dating for a bit, and he’s seen your practice

But when you invite him to the stage door for a quick good luck kiss before his first show, he’s in AWE

Your costume?! He almost dies

You’re perfect!

(His fav is Sleeping beauty when you’re Aurora)

So when he finally sees you on stage, music and lights and dance

He almost passes out

If it wasn’t for the fact he had to watch you, he would’ve gotten some air

He’s just so in love

He loves to come to rehearsal

So well behaved, completely silent

Just watching you the entire time, in amazement

He doesn’t have money to offer for costumes or lessons, but he will be the biggest supporter in your life

He is however confused by everything

He isn’t very artisticlly intellectual…

And when you first break in your shoes, he screams

He thought you were wasting money and destroying them… if only he knew

He’ll give you massaged each night after shows, especially if you also had a matinee

Dazai Osamu

He is no longer as serious, but he will become the most reserved and mature gentleman you know when he sees your shows

People will think he’s a regular at these events, and everything will look at him with awe

And his attention will only be on you

Obviously he’s going to look at the other performers, but his eyes are glued on you

Secretly bored when you’re not on stage

He’ll see you, but after that he is childish again

Picking you up into his arms, probably coughing from the smell of hairspray in your hair

“Gosh, I can’t breathe! Your hair is perfect, but this is too much.”

And if the ADA happens to be there too? Don’t be surprised

He is always talking about you when work is boring

Atsushi thinks it’s the coolest, and is looking at your like you’re a goddess

(He’s like your son, and he looks up to you. Dazai loves that)

Back to ballet, he will kiss your cheek

But nothing else, he hates to ruin your makeup

And when you come home after?

He holds you all night after a show

He’s a master at anatomy and will massage you your body in every place needed

Before show texts “break a leg, but not actually! Cant wait!”

Overall? A fan, but more of a lover

Ranpo Edogawa

Most people think Ranpo has no attention span, and they’re mostly right…

But! He is fully able to focus on your performance

Loves your darker roles

But that’s mostly because he thinks that darker characters have more depth

This man is a thinker, and while he loves your dancing he prefers the story

And adores the way you are able to tell a story or send a message by your body movement

He loves more feminine roles too, but he appreciates your beauty more than he can focus

That’s the only reason he can stand the shows

Because he can obviously tell the entire story before the first dance sequence is over

You shine on that stage, and he’s infatuated

His eyes are OPEN

After your show, he’ll smile like a little kid

That maturity he had at the show? Gone, he’s himself again

Loves the shows about mysteries

This guy will ask Poe to write a show, and have him hire a choreographer to make a new shoe just for you to star in and for him to enjoy the story

His childish behavior is love, and intense affection because he’s so happy with how well you did

He praises you, so take it

He doesn’t do that for anyone else

Chuuya Nakahara

Classier than ever

Goes to each show with a box seat, sitting alone or with Koyo

Everyone thinks “oh, that guy is so mysterious”

Thinks you’re literally a light in his life

A bright beauty in his dark world

And when you walk onto that stage, he is focused on you like a hawk

Not scary, but such attention to detail that his stare is unbreaking

Not looking at a single other performer, unlessss they are your friend and you tell him about them when you’re rambling about your rehearsals

He’ll give them a glance, but only because he wants to be ready for every single topic of conversation you may wish to have

And when you’re done? He tells you to come out to see him in your costume, even if your director doesn’t allow that

He’s Chuuya Nakahara, he gets what he wants from anyone

He wants to give you a kiss when you look like a doll, dressed up perfectly

He hugs you, and tells you every time

“You were incredible. Go get more comfortable darling, I’ll wait outside the backstage. We will talk in the car. Maybe a little treat is waiting?”

The treat is always exactly what you want

Necklaces? Dress? Tickets to something? It’s there, at the moment you would love it most

Always helps you wash your hair when you get home

Running warm water in his fancy shower, hands making quick work on your hair and all the products that held it together

Will buy one of those high tech foot massagers for when you’re done

He hates how you’re in pain

And will do anything to make you feel better

Because you’re perfect, and he loves you

Yosano Akiko

Brags to each and EVERY member of the agency

Makes all of them attended at least one show

(Her favorite is black swan, you’re just sexy in that one 🤷🏻‍♀️)

If you could see her from on stage while you’re preforming (obviously you can’t) you’d see her paying more attention to you than she has to anything in her entire life

You’re the dainty and sweet girlfriend, and she’s your badass man-killer woman

She is incredible at anatomy, and gives you the best tips on warming up

Best ways to strengthen and grow your muscles without getting larger

Ugh, she’ll put her hands on your waist while teaching you how to twist and turn to stretch a certain way

You know how she loves shopping?

She will make at least one date a month a shopping date

Making sure to buy the most high tech and recommend leotards for practice

New shoes that need breaking in?

She owns at least 14 hammers

Nails? Gone. Foot board? Snapped into shape.

Thinks you’re PERFECT but is the best shot talker of the others?

The girl who thinks she deserved the lead, but didn’t get it so she hates on you?

Yeah, a glass of wine and Akiko will tear that girl to shreds with insults

But she’s supportive!!

Pretty girlfriend x sexy girlfriend life

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coolyiooo · 1 year ago

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BSD Men - First Time Having S*x Together

Pairings: Dazai, Ranpo, Fyodor, Atsushi, and Chuuya

❗WARNINGS❗: Smut, MDNI, praise, begging, blowjobs, hand jobs, hickeys, breeding kink, scratching, blood and people dying on Chuuya's part ( not from you or him)

🖤DAZAI🖤

It all started when you and Dazai were taking a midnight stroll around the city. The night let's people tell their deepest thoughts and you both asked some down to earth questions, only deepening your relationship.

You've never felt so sure about spending your life with someone as much as you did now.

He walks you back to your apartment and before he can leave he says "I'm happy to have you in my life, Bella. I really mean it"

He places a hand on your cheek as he stares lovingly in your eyes, you could see the stars of the night sky reflecting on them.

He looks at your lips as you both slowly lean into a gentle, passionate kiss. You both have kissed many times before, but this time it was so much more different. When your lips departed, you heard him pant slightly.

You wanted more from your bf, and kisses and hugs weren't going to be enough.

There were moments when Dazai asked to sleep with you, but you told him you'll let him know when your ready, and of course he respected that.

Tonight felt different. You felt ready.

You clench tightly on his collar as you look into his eyes with a pleading look. In a whisper, you say "I need you, Osamu.."

You placed your hand behind his neck and dragged it up to his hair, gently tugging on it to keep him closer. You heard him gulp.

"Put your hands on me...please" you say nervously

A Stunned look was shown across his face that soon turns soft. He kindly places both of his hands on your cheeks and pulls you into an aggressive kiss. One full of Passion, lust, and love.

You take him inside your apartment and into your room. While you were kissing, both moaning quietly into it, he picks you up and drops you on your bed gently.

He pulls away from the kiss "Are you sure, Bella?" He asked for reassurance

"Yes, I've never felt so sure about anything" you smile as you kiss his lips again

His hands showed eagerness yet you could feel his fingers tremble. He's never been so whipped for someone and it's almost like it's his first time. He felt so out of his element but it's never felt so right either.

It was his first time sleeping with someone he truly cares for and he doesn't want to mess it up for you.

Dazai places himself on top of you, your legs already wrapped around his waist as you unbutton his clothes, later throwing it onto the ground

You caress his body with your hands "Your so pretty, my love. You really are handsome" you say, kissing his bandaged chest and collarbone

He moans quietly, then starts to kiss your neck, making you moan. Your voice was far too much for him to handle. He was already hard for you. He takes off the rest of his clothes and your clothes away, discarding them.

He starts to kiss every inch of your body "Your so beautiful...gorgeous....breath taking...amazing... You don't realize how happy I am right now" He says against your skin

You whimper quietly "I'm happy too 'Samu. please don't stop"

His hand glides down your entire body until it reaches to your cunt. He slowly rubs your clit, making you moan and scratch his back

"Your voice...I want to hear more of it, Bella~" he then inserts two fingers inside of you, making you moan louder.

"Oh Bella~ so beautiful and wet just for me~" he speeds up his fingers.

They were far better than what your small fingers could ever do in a million years, especially since his were long and reaching places your fingers couldnt.You arch your back

You wanted to make him feel good too, so you gently start to stroke his cock. He groans from the sensation of your soft hands. You stroking his cock was way better than his own hand

" 'Samu, please. I can't wait any longer. I need you~" he swears he could've cum right after you said that.

He pulls his fingers out as you take your hand away from him. He looks into your eyes, licking his fingers clean in front of you. You were blushing badly

He smirks "Your taste is more addictive than any drug or alcohol ever created"

You gulp from his words, but suddenly held the hand he just licked clean. You connected his bandaged wrist to your lips, giving it multiple, slow kisses

"I can say the same about your body" you mumbled against his hand

He felt his heart,mind, and soul melt with desire and kissed your lips again, using the hand you kissed to pull you closer by cupping your face.

Your face felt at ease when you felt his lips, but it turns to shock when you feel the tip of his cock near your entrance. Both of your bodies were desperate for each other and couldn't wait any longer.

He looks deeply into your eyes again, before kissing you softly. Your hands move to his back and the side of his neck, while one of his hands were on your hips, and the other was busy holding himself up.

Slowly, he pushes himself inside you, making you both moan. The way he stretched you out was so amazing and the way your warm, wet walls hugged his cock was indescribable. It was better than you both ever imagined.

When His cock was fully inside, he let you adjust to his size, but you felt his body trembling from the pleasure. Placing a hand on his cheek you whisper "please move, my love"

He kisses you again as he slowly thrusts into you, both of you moaning. He closes his eyes like he's savoring the moment of the pure, blissful, pleasure.

His thrusts become faster when he felt you thrust your hips against his to feel more of him. "B-Bella~ Mnn~ y/n.. god I've never felt this good~"

You wrapped your arms around his neck "me either~ Mnn~! f-faster 'Samu~ ah~! you feel so amazing~"

With your plea and praise, he pounded into you, finally going at the pace you both wanted to go at. His whimpers and groans were only making you tighter which only made him go faster, wanting to feel more of you and this euphoric feeling.

"Your everything I've ever wanted, Osamu~ mmn~! Don't stop~"

He responds to your praise with a whimper "Your what I've been looking for- mmn~! my entire life ah~ y/n i-im gonna cum~!" He says panting

"Me too~ i-inside please- ah~! feels too good~"

With those words, he reached deeper inside of you. His cock hitting all the right places and his moans fuel your arousal.

Your twitching cunt and your words made him go over the edge as he came deep inside you with a loud whimper, holding onto you tightly. You came once you felt his hot cum shoot inside you, moaning loudly with him.

You both pant heavily while hugging each other. He lays his forehead against yours as he looks into your eyes again, chuckling softly. You chuckle back at him and kiss his lips.

After your shared kiss, he pulls himself out and rests his head on your chest, eyes closing, arms around your waist.

With a soft voice he says "I love you so much y/n. Because of you I've finally found a reason"

You turn your head to get a better look at his face "A reason for what?" You asked

He stayed silent for a few seconds, then looks at you with a tired smile "To live"

💚RANPO💚

You were with your cute boyfriend on the couch watching a movie, but he was basically spoiling everything even though you both have never seen the film. I guess that's one pet peeve about him, but you still love him to death.

You actually can't think of a life without him in it, he's definitely made your life a little brighter and he absolutely adores you.

While he was spoiling the movie, you told him you'll be right back and went to get your snacks from YOUR pantry. You opened it and see it's completely empty.

You deadpan as you look at Ranpo, he was already looking away from you while whistling.

"You told me you weren't gonna eat my snacks!!" You said in almost a whine

"I ran out of my snacks and got hungry! I'm sorry but you should've seen this coming, sugar" he protested with a smile

You speed walk up to him and start tickling him, making him laugh "did you see this coming?!"

"yep sure did!" He said while laughing

You then start to tackle him, making both of you fall off the couch and on to the ground with a loud thud. You were both laughing and fighting, trying to make the other admit defeat by pinning the other down

"You wanted this to happen didn't you, you smartass!?" You asked while smirking

"Maybe I did! What you gonna do about it-? AH!" His sentence was cut off when you aggressively pinned him to the ground

"HA! I win!" you shouted

"You still don't have any snacks though~!" He said with a snarky tone

You pinched his cheek harshly making him whine out in pain "OWIE!!!"

"Your lucky your cute, but you owe me snacks!" You said

"Okay okay! That's fair, just let go of my cheek!" He pleaded.

You let go of his cheek as he chuckles softly. You both then realize what kind of position your both in right now. You were sitting on top of Ranpo and his hands were on your thighs, your hands were on his shoulders holding him down.

You blushed "i- sorry let me just-" you tried getting off of him but he holds you in place. You look at him with a flustered, confused face.

"Y/n.." he says in almost a whisper while looking down to where your straddling him. He then suddenly lays his head on the ground, taking a deep breath.

"I... Want you.. and ...I've been wanting you for awhile now" his grip on your thighs tighten from how nervous he is

"I want to show you how much I...love you. If that's okay with you" he finishes, his cheeks show a soft pink across them.

You blushed as well, he was so cute when he was embarrassed. You smile softly as you lean into his lips, kissing him.

"Yes, I'd love that actually" you responded with a warm smile

He opens his eyes to look at you. He knew you would agree, but it was still embarrassing to say the words out loud. He also wanted to hear you say you wanted him too.

He dives into your lips to kiss you, already out of breath after a few seconds. He felt his heart race with excitement and nervousness.

One of your hands was busy playing with his hair and the other was on his chest. He starts to get a little needy and gently begins to thrust upwards to get some sort of friction.

He moans into the kiss, feeling slight pleasure on the tent forming in his pants. You moan from the feeling of his bulge against your clothed cunt. The sensation was good but he wanted more.

He abruptly turns you over and gets on top of you, making you gasp. He immediately starts to kiss your neck, gently nibbling on it

"Such a cutie~" he chuckles against your neck as you shiver from his warm breath tickling you.

He then sits up and puts his hands on your pants, lowering them down, you blushed red while looking away

"Don't be embarrassed, love~ you've never looked so tasty" he says with a smirk.

You sit up with your elbows "don't tell me your-"

He lowers his head to get in-between your legs, his hands on your waist pulling you closer "of course I am. now sit back and enjoy the ride"

before you could say anything he already starts to devour your cunt, your elbows giving up and letting you fall back to the ground while you arch your back.

"Mmm~ so sweet! I think I found a new favorite desert~" he mumbles against your clit, the vibration making you feel good as he begins to thrust his tongue into you.

You hold onto his hair tightly and he moans. You find yourself thrusting your hips against his tongue for more pleasure.

"It feels so good~ ah~! Ranpo~" he whimpered from how you moaned his name, it made his cock twitch and ache for you.

His moans, tongue, and fingers were all you could think about, only reaching you closer to your climax.

"Ranpo~ ah~! I'm going to c-cum~!" You say while tightening your grip on his hair, pulling him closer.

He moans as he circles his tongue around your quivering clit. You squeeze his head gently with your legs as you cum on his tongue with a big moan.

You were breathing heavily, trying to slow you heart rate down. Ranpo starts to pant too as he looks at your cunt "I want seconds.."

he starts to lower his head to meet your pussy, but you push him over. His back hitting the couch you were sitting on awhile ago.

"I think it's time for the main course don't you think?" You ask while taking off your shirt and bra.

He stares at your body and you could see his bulge throb. He understands what your saying and takes off his clothes too.

You tell him to sit on the couch to get more comfortable and when he does you straddle his lap, looking into his green eyes

"it's my turn to make you cum" you kiss his lips after you say those words.

He whimpers when he feels the tip of his cock touch your wet folds, his hands holding on to your hips.

He pulls away from the kiss and looks down to where your both about to be connected, gulping from the sight.

You begin to sink your hips down onto his cock, making both of you moan.You stayed still to make yourself adjust to him, but he gently starts thrusting into you

"P-please, sugar...start..I can't stand waiting anymore~" His begging made you tighten around him.

You lift yourself up to only quickly sink into him again. He whimpers in satisfaction as you slowly jump on his cock.

"Oh sugar~ your so wet~ mmm~! You take me in so good~" he moans.

He then lays his hands on your breasts, caressing them gently as you whimper. he lowers his head to suck on one of your nipples, his tongue working magic on you.

"So pretty~ mmn~ Faster, sugar~" he begs

This influences you to jump on his cock at a fast and aggressive pace, your thighs hitting his lap from every jump, a loud clapping sound being created. The sound was making the situation more lewd and only made you and him moan louder.

You felt his grip on your hips tighten "oh yeah so good~! ngh~! so fucking good~ i- I'm about to cum!"

"Hah~ me too! God you feel amazing Ranpo~! Such a good boy~" you praise

He responded in the loudest and most sexy whimper you've ever heard, his head falling on top of the couch cushions and his mouth agape. You both feel your release come closer and closer and finally your at your limits.

Before Ranpo could finish, he quickly pulls himself out of you and cums on your stomach, some of it landing on your breasts. You both moan from your euphoric release, twitching and shaking from the intensity.

As you felt your heart slow down to a normal rate, you wipe some of the cum on your body with your fingers, and with curiosity, licking your fingers clean. Ranpo looked at you with a flushed faced

"You taste delicious too, Ranpo~" you smile at him

You could hear him softly whimper before you pull him into a passionate kiss

"I love you so much" you say

You both hug eachother, still trying to regain your energy back when suddenly, realization came to you

"Did- did you plan all of this?" You asked

He chuckles quietly "yep sure did! but I meant everything I said. It definitely was so much better compared to what I imagined it would be, my love~" he said while kissing the top of your head

Taking a deep breath, he opened his mouth so say one last thing

"Just like how I didn't know how amazing it would feel to fall in love until you showed up"

💜FYODOR 💜

Fyodor has made some time to spend time with you, since he's always busy, and tonight you had him to yourself.

You both dressed nicely and had some dinner that you made together, talking about whatever comes to mind, making the other giggle from time to time.

He was a demon that threw malice at others, but when it came to you, he showered you with appreciation and affection.

After your dinner, he turns off the lights, dozens of candles illuminating the room and fill your noses with a pumpkin spice scent.

He sets up a gramophone record player and plays The Second Waltz by Shostakovich. He walks towards you while the beautiful melody starts playing, reaching his hand out to you

"care to dance with me, moya lyubov?"

You smiled widely from how sappy yet romantic he can be. You put your hand on his as he pulls you close and puts his other hand on your waist while you put your other hand on his shoulder.

You both begin to waltz slowly as you both look at each other with soft eyes.He picks you up and spins you around when the song crescendos, making you feel like royalty or a princess from a Disney movie.

You giggle from being flustered as he smiles at you, bringing you back to the ground

"No words could ever describe how irresistible you are, my love" he whispers before kissing your cheek with a smile

At that moment you wanted to feel more of his kisses, but even then you knew that wouldn't be enough

"I.. want more of you Fedya" you softly say

"More?" He questions you while tilting his head

"I crave more of you everyday. Your the only man I want in this world"

You grab his hand and bring it towards your lips, kissing each pad of his fingers and lastly kissing his palm. You gently position his cold hand to cup your face as you look into his eyes.

"Please Fyodor, make me yours tonight"

Saying his name with your beautiful voice made him shiver and the words you said drove him crazy. He sighs in satisfaction while closing his eyes for a quick second before opening them again

"how I've waited for you to say those words y/n"

He leans into your lips with a gentle kiss that slowly digresses to a rough, passionate make out. You both hug eachother, trying to keep the other as close as possible

You grab his right hand and place it on your clothed breast. You feel him gently squeeze and caress it, making you moan quietly into the kiss.

He slides his right hand up to your shoulder and lowers your sleeve down, exposing more of your neck to leave hickeys

"I only want you, my love. And, God forbid, anybody tries to steal you away from me" he says in between kisses before biting down on your neck, making you whimper loudly and tightly clenching his hair.

He groans "I am yours and you are mine, and tonight I'll prove it"

He goes back to kissing your lips as both of you walk towards to bedroom. He lays you down on the bed as he gets on top of you, your arms around his neck and his right hand sneaking it's way under your underwear to rub your clit in circles.

You moaned "Mmn~! Fyodor~"

You felt his breath shiver "say my name again, my love. It's intoxicating"

You start to moan his name, creating him to feel aroused, hard and groan. He leaves hickeys on your collarbone as he speeds up his fingers.

You could already feel your release coming. The thought of his fingers trying to make you climax as he groans in your ear was enough to drive you over the edge.

You were just about to cum when suddenly he pulls his fingers away from you, you responded with a whine.

"Why'd you stop?" You asked while panting

He looks at his wet fingers, spreading them to see a webbed like liquid connect to his middle and ring finger. He then licks them clean in front of you and chuckles

" I thought you'd like to cum on something much better, my dear" You blush from his words

"take off your clothes, myshka~" he says in a low voice before sitting up to remove his own clothes.

You begin to remove your clothes, not leaving a single thing on and he does the same.

He looks at your naked body that's underneath him, taking in all the fine detail of it and notices you staring at his hard shaft.

"I hope your not disappointed" he says

Your eyes become wide from embarrassment "n-no! quite far from it actually"

he chuckles and kisses your forehead "I was right. No words could ever describe how beautiful you are"

You feel your heart flutter, but then you feel it skip a beat when you felt the tip of his cock enter you, slowly pushing Into you.

You moaned loudly, but Fyodor kissed your lips to muffle your noises. As much as he wanted to hear your voice, he wanted to kiss you while he penetrates you for the first time, finally able to call you his.

You heard him groan in the kiss while he still pushes inside you, until finally he's completely inside.

He lets you adjust while he struggles to not pound into you fast and roughly right away, at least not today, tonight was meant to be memorable and special.

"P-please move Fyodor" you pleaded

He thought you were so cute at this very moment and when you said his name it made me throb. He begins to move, his pase is slow, but his thrusts were deep.

You felt his body twitch every now and then from the pleasure. He then pushes his cock deep inside your cunt, letting you cock warm him just for a bit.

He closes his eyes as he takes a deep breath, really trying to ingrain to his memory how amazing you feel. He slowly opens his eyes and stares at you with lustful eyes

"F-Fyodor- mn~" you moaned

He kisses your lips gently, making you feel loved and protected. You suddenly felt his cock pull out and instantly thrust back inside you again.

Fyodor was now going at a perfect pace, not too slow and not too fast. You both moaned from the pleasure

"Too good~ Mnn~! Im already about to ah~! Cum!" You moaned

"Hold it and wait for me, my love. Your doing so well~ mmm~! I've never felt so much pleasure~"

You scratch his back with your nails and moan his name, fueling his arousal. He instantly went at a faster pace as you arched your back, your breasts bouncing and attracting his gaze towards them.

He could only hold on for so long when you moan his name and tightly stroke his cock almost too good.

"Who knew you were so lewd, my dear Ngh~! Do I make you feel that good? Mmn~ so tight~"

The way you looked right now turned him on so much, you felt him throb deep inside you. His mind could only think about you and the sensation. He could feel himself about to cum

"Myshka~ I'm at my limit mmn~ cum with me y/n~" he says while thrusting faster

You moan louder "please... inside MMN~! inside me Fyodor~"

And with that you were both at your breaking point. He cums deep inside you with a low moan as you cum on his cock, feeling him throbbing inside you while he claimed your insides.

He made sure to look at your face when you came, to know how good he made you feel. This was for sure the best climax you and him have both ever had. You were both calming down from your release, breathing heavily.

He gently cups your face with his hand, your tired eyes still looking at each other with love "I hope you're proud to call me yours just as much as I am to call you mine."

You feel your mind ease with affection from his words. He then kindly says

"I'm madly and deeply in love with you, y/n"

💙ATSUSHI💙

You and Atsushi were on your apartment balcony, talking about your favorite past memories. He always loved seeing you happy and laugh remembering your childhood, even if he couldn't relate he loved listening to your stories.

He even loved hearing about your bad memories, not because he's a sadist, but because he felt happy you could tell him about those things.

He loved everything about you and you loved everything about him, sure you both had your flaws, but there's way more to love than hate.

You've helped build his confidence and slowly taught him to love himself by telling him what you love about him, which was almost everything. You loved him and he loved you

You were both laughing when suddenly fireworks starts to brighten up the sky from afar, taking your attention. All different types of colors were painted on the night sky as your eyes reflected them.

"Wow, I didn't even know there was a festival nearby" Atsushi says

"Me either" you chuckled "but it's so pretty"

"Maybe we should make a wish?" Atsushi asked like an excited kid

You looked at him in awe and laughed "you are adorable"

"Sorry was that dumb?" He asked a bit embarrassed and scratching his head

You felt bad "no! I just thought it was cute haha yeah let's make a wish"

you smiled at him and then closed your eyes He followed your action and closed his eyes too, taking in a deep breath. You wished for the obvious, to spend a lifetime with him, and opened your eyes.

"What'd you wish for?" You asked him

He chuckles softly "I wished to be your favorite memory one day" he says gently

You tilt your head. He speaks again while looking at you "I want us to have plenty of happy memories together and that you'll smile and laugh when you tell other people about your happiest memories with me in them, just like you were doing earlier"

Your eyes widen as your felt your heart beat throughout your whole body, his words moving you in so many ways. You knew it was a bit cheesy, but to hear those words be directed towards you, it felt so different and so heart warming.

"I just want to make you feel more loved Everyday and for you to be happy just as much as you make me" he says

You smile "Im already happy since I have you and I couldn't ask for more"

He smiles with teary eyes, tears start to fall down his cheek. His eyes go wide from shock as he tries to wipe them away

"I'm sorry! I don't know why I suddenly cried. I guess I'm just happy someone I love feels the same way" he said with a blush on his cheeks

You held his face with a chuckle "don't be sorry, Atsushi! I'm happy you feel the same way too" you kissed his nose and forehead

He smiles kindly then cups your face and kisses you, knowing it was a perfect time to kiss someone. The kiss turns into a slow and gentle make out as you tilt your head slightly to deepen it.

He pulls away "Let's make a new memory tonight" he says slightly panting

"This night has already turned into a happy memory" you laugh

He smiles "I'm glad but... I want this to be the night where we....become one" he finished while looking at you with ambition

"I want you to be my first and ..hopefully my last" After he finished his words

he noticed your shocked eyes "O-of course if it's okay with you!" He stammers, putting his hands out in defense

You chuckle and grab his hands, pulling him in close"It's more than ok, I .....want you too" you responded with blush on your cheeks

He smiles. His eyes glowing with pure happiness. He then kissed your lips with confidence and passion. You grab a hold of the back of his head to deepen the kiss, both of you panting heavily whenever you pull away for air.

You both make your way to the bedroom while making out, soon finding yourself laying on your bed and Atsushi on top of you.

You start to unbutton his shirt and when his chest and stomach was exposed, you pushed him over, straddled his lap and kissed his naked torso. He whimper quietly as your lips tickled his sensitive skin. When you saw the scars he has on his stomach, you kissed them one by one

"your so beautiful, Atsushi" you mumble against his skin.

He felt electricity go through his body. His heart fluttered. He then sits up and kisses your lips again, this time pulling off your shirt. He pushed you over to kiss your beautiful body

"your so soft. You are literally perfect y/n" he praises you as his hands lay on your rib cage, right under your breast.

You could tell he was holding himself back from touching you all over, so you decided to helped him out. You push him away for a quick second, so you could take your bra off, his eyes directing towards your chest while gulping. You took his hand and placed it on your bare breast

You immediately kissed him after the contact, feeling his hand squeeze and caress you. After awhile of kissing, you pushed him over again, this time facing the tent in his pants. You unzipped his pants to pulled them down, taking his underwear as well, his hard cock springing free.

He sits up on his elbows, immediately blushing more when he sees you look at his member. He felt like you were disappointed by his size, but then you said

"Just the sight of it is already making me wet" You saw his cock twitching from your dirty words.

Your hand grabs a hold of his hard shaft as you gently kiss or lick the tip while slowly stroking his cock with your hand. He whimpers while shutting his eyes tightly, his fingers clench around the bed sheets. He watches you as you play with him when suddenly, you invite his needy cock inside your warm, salivating mouth.

His body gives up and completely lays flat on the bed as he moans your name, his head falling backwards from the pleasure. You fit only what you can into your mouth, stroking the rest with your hand that couldn't. His whimpers and twitches making you so wet.

"S-so mmnph~! Good~ i- ah~! I didn't think it'd feel this good~" he moans

He stands up with his elbows again and places a hand on the side of your head, stroking your hair. His eyes seemed to be drunk with arousal.As much as you enjoyed tasting his dick, you pulled him out with a tight pop sound.

He looked at you confused and out of breath. He was about to say something, but you cut him off

"I think we should get to the main part now" you said with a soft smile, pulling off your pants swiftly

You then straddled his lap and lift your hips up slightly, holding his cock to your felt folds. His hands rested on your hips. You could feel his heart beat fast from one of your hands laying on his chest.You leaned closer to his face and kissed his forehead, cheek, and lips. You tried to ease his nerves

"Your beautiful, Atsushi"

He gulped before responding "Your flawless, you know?" He smiles

You smile back and kiss his lips once more, sitting up again just above his hips. You look into his eyes for a second before sinking yourself onto Atsushi's cock. You gasp from the shock wave of pleasure and being stretched out. Atsushi moaned while closing his eyes

You didn't wait to start riding his cock in and out of your in a slow motion.

Atsushi moaned "Ah~ Mmn~! W-wait~!" He then squeeze your hips from his fingers, he moaned loudly and thrusted his hips upwards, cumming inside of you. You were a little shocked

"Ah! I-i am so sorry!" He said with a genuine tone, blushing from embarrassment

You chuckle and attack his face with small pecks "it's ok, my love. It's normal for that to happen on your first time" you said

He hugged you to pull you closer "i-im not done though" he responds.

Out of no where, he turns your body over and gets in between your legs. He attacks your neck with soft kisses, slightly arching your back and pulling on his hair, making him groan

You felt the tip of his cock against your entrance again, you looked down to see he was hard again. Before you could say anything, he thrusts his cock inside you, earning you to dig your nails into his shoulders and moan.

"I- ah~ can't make you feel unsatisfied" he says before he thrusts into you at a normal pace.

His forehead rests on the crook of your neck, his eyes closed and whimpers leaving his mouth.

"So warm~ mmn~! so tight~ so wet~ god you feel amazing y/n~" he moans

You wrap your arms around his neck "y-yeah your doing so good, Atsushi~ it feels so good mmmn~ faster please~"

Your praise made him throb and immediately started thrusting into you fast. His cock felt like it could melt from how good you felt around him while your cunt ached to cum on his wet dick.

You could feel some of his cum drip outside you the more he pounded into you and it only made you closer to your release.

He looked down to see the mess you have both created from being connected, the cum oozing out of you, the bed sheets becoming wet, his cock soaked from his cum and your arousal. It turned him on so much

"G-god~ ngh~ i-im about to ah~! Cum again~!" He moans out loud

"Me too~ l-lets do it together mmn~! Atsushi~"

Saying his name while moaning was through him over the edge, he planned to shoot his load on your body, but your legs locked him in place. It was your way of saying to cum inside and he understood.

With one last thrust, he moaned your name while cumming inside you. You felt his cock throbbing aggressively as he came, and that's when you finished on his dick, moaning his name too.

You held on to each other for dear life as you both tried to catch your breaths. You felt his hot breath on your neck, kissing his forehead and with your hand, pulling him to lay on your chest.

"You did amazing, Atsushi. Thank you for being the best man I've ever had in every way"

He closes his eyes as he feels himself drift to sleep, feeling safe in your arms

"Your my favorite memory y/n"

🧡CHUUYA🧡

You were holding tightly on to Chuuya as he rode his motorcycle, using his ability to ride on the sides of the buildings to avoid traffic, chasing some enemies. The only thing you could hear was far away gun shots, tire's screeching, and Chuuya cursing under his breath.

He didn't want you to get involved in this situation, but you were used to seduce the enemy with your charm, and unfortunately they saw through your facade. Too late though, since you got all the information you needed from them

One of the enemies instantly grabbed you by your hair, putting a gun next to your head, they knew there were some people from the pm to keep a close eye on the situation.Chuuya stood up when he saw you in danger, about to use his ability, the enemy told him about how their ability worked.

They could control, whoever they touch, their blood, and told Chuuya all the different ways they could kill you even if he used his ability. You couldn't even use your ability against them. They would kill you before you could even do anything.

Your ability allowed your body to be a voodoo doll, you just had to consume something from someone you want to hurt like hair, blood, or even skin. With that you could shoot yourself in the head, only for the bullet to go through theirs instead, leaving you completely unharmed. exactly like a voodoo doll. Your ability is called Coraline

Chuuya didn't want to gamble with your life, so as the enemy used you as a reason to escape, throwing you to the ground when they thought it was safe to make a run for it.

Chuuya immediately ran up to you, asking if you were ok and telling the other people of pm to go after the enemy. You told Chuuya you were okay and to told him you wanted to run after them. That's when you two rode on the motorcycle bike, on your way to kill a couple of enemies.

Chuuya already wanted to kill them since their hands were all over you. They flirted with you and even almost tried to kiss you. He wanted to beat the living shit out of them

Luckily that lemon bomb guy, kajii, was able to stop the enemies vehicle, putting them in a corner. Bad news is that nobody was able to kill them because of the blood control ability, wether it was shielding them by creating a wall of blood, healing themselves or creating sharp spikes of blood to whoever came near.

When you got to the scene, you tried to think of a way to kill them. After a bit you thought of a way."Chuuya, hold them down with your ability"

He looked at you with a worried expression "what are you planning? Don't do anything stupid y/n"

"Just trust me" you said grabbing a hold of his hand, kissing his knuckles

He looked at you like you were stupid at first and now his eyes showed gentleness "I trust you"

He did what you asked of him. The enemies were sunk to the ground in a way, but they were still huddled together, the enemy's ability to still be undefeated. You took a deep breath and simply walked towards to enemy with the blood ability. When they noticed you were too close they created sharp spikes of blood to come out of their body's, almost like a porcupine defending themself.

You made eye contact with the end of a spike"Don't do anything stupid, darling" the enemy said

You smiled and then took a big bite out of the end of the shard, leaving everyone shocked. That's when you used your ability. Before the enemies knew your plan, since they know how your ability works, You backed up quickly, picking a lemon bomb out of your pocket, and gulped it whole.

They stared at you with fear as you smirked innocently at them, and in just a couple seconds they literally exploded in front of everyone. Your ability sure was scary.Everyone was shocked at how easy that was for you to defeat the enemy as you walk towards Chuuya, his face glowing with shock with his mouth agape.

He thought you were so fucking hot right at the moment. Even though he wanted to be the one to kill them, he didn't mind one bit.

"I told you to trust me" you said while smiling at him

He stared at you for a good second, he knew you could take care of yourself, he's seen it multiple times, but he just stared at you in awe. The moon light literally shines behind you making you look pure and fragile, even though you literally just killed a group of people a few seconds ago, not a scratch on you.

It was almost like he fell in love with you all over again. He grabbed you by the waist and pulled you into a kiss, you were taken aback, but you gave into the kiss. After the fiery kiss, he pulled away and smirked at you, eyes full of a heartfelt desire.

He then looked at everyone else, telling them clean the mess up and making an excuse to leave. On the ride back to Chuuya's apartment, you could tell his mind was determined to do something desperately.The second you made it his apartment, he kissed your lips with the same passion from earlier, suddenly carrying you bridal style to the bedroom.

He gently placed you on the bed, his body was in between your legs, his hands each placed beside your waist. He laid his forehead onto yours and spoke

"God, you were so fucking hot back there, doll. Y'know, I wanted to be the one to kill those bastards, but you were the one that did it instead, and you did it like it was just a walk in the park"

You blushed from the praise and smiled at him "thank you, love" You put your hands on his shoulders

"I have to get as much of them off of you as possible, since they put their disgusting hands all over you"

"Well there's a... Good solution to this"

He smirks "and that would be?"

"make me yours tonight"He looks at you slightly astonished, he was expecting you to let him leave hickeys or bite marks on your neck.

You smiled tenderly "I want to remind you that I belong to you" you put a finger up to his face "but just so you know that also means you belong to me and only me" you finished

"A-are you sure? I mean not that I'm against this, love. I just want to make sure you dont feel like your doing this just for me"

You chuckled by how considerate he was being "yes, I'm sure. I've actually been wanting to do it with you for awhile now because... I love you, Chuuya and I don't want any other man besides you "

Chuuya's lips slowly shape to a warm smile"I love you too, y/n. I can't imagine spending my life with anyone else

You both stare at eachother with admiration. Your lips,bit by bit, close in on each other and creating an intimate make-out.You both take each other's clothes off, your lips never leaving each other. Only when necessary did you separate, but only to come crashing into the others lips once again.

When you were both unclothed, exposed to each other, he pulls away from the kiss, slightly short-winded

"Your so ravishing, doll~ I can kiss you all day" he begins to kiss your neck, nibbling it

You moaned faintly "Your attractive too, you know? So pretty~" grabbing the back of his head to keep him in place

He sucked and kiss your neck, leaving hickeys, taking his time to slowly move down to your collarbone, chest, and stomach. You twitched from his lips tickling your skin every so often

When he was low enough, he grabbed the inside of your thighs, forcing them to spread for him. You stood up with your elbows to get a better look at what he's doing

He looks up at you "I just want a quick taste, doll. Then we can get to the exciting part later" He said under his breath as he licked your folds, taking the wind out of you as you let your head fall back.

His tongue was skillful and so were his fingers which only made the pleasure better with each passing second.You felt him suck on your clit while circling his tongue around it. You moaned his name while pulling his hair, trying to get more off his tongue, but he pulled away.

"As much as I want to continue this~ I have something better for you" he smirks at you

He leans into your lips gently, you tasted yourself from his tongue. You gasped a little as you felt Chuuya rub the tip of his cock up and down on your folds, sometimes rubbing your clit.

"I can't wait anymore, doll~ your making it hard for me to control myself" he whispers with a faint fierce tone.

He holds your hips and kisses your cheek, slowly pushing his cock inside you, making you clench his hair. You both groaned from the strong pleasure flowing through your bodies until he hits the deepest part of you, fitting perfectly.

"Seems like you really are made for me, love~" it seemed like he struggled to say those words, the sensation being too intense

He let you adjust to his size before he began to rock into you, going at a normal pace. You felt immense euphoria already and so was he

"Ngh~! your so tight, doll~ this feels so fucking good~"

"Mmn~! It's only because your too deep~" you said with embarrassment

"Heh you always know the right things to say to me don't you?" He said before he went at a faster pace

You both moaned as you could feel yourselves reach your releases. Your cunt milking him so good and his cock rubbing and hitting all the right places. His moans and kisses made you feel loved and your calling out his name while being pleasured by him was so addicting.

"S-shit! Ngh~! I'm going to cum! Mmn~! Feels too good~"

"Yea~ ah~ I'm going to cum too~ don't stop, Chuuya~" He then pounded into you, desperately wanting to feel his climax.

The rougher pace only made you both last for a few seconds until Chuuya pulled out and came all over your chest. You came when you heard Chuuya's loud moan from his climax, your legs twitching around his waist, moaning his name.

The only thing you two could hear was each others panting. Chuuya lazily got a tissue by his night stand to clean you off, then put his arms around you, face to face with him .You smile tiredly as you hugged him back. You felt him kiss the top of your head

"That was amazing, doll. I didn't even know It could feel that good"

" Are you saying you expected me to me horrible?" You jokingly responded

"What no! It's just I-"

You laugh "I'm just messing with you, love "

He scoffs before chuckling slightly

"I'm glad to have met someone like you as my life. I love you so much, y/n"

It took me four days to finish this, so please reblog and comment what you think 😂🙏

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𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐲

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: bsd, csm, headcanons fluff n smut♡

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: since Vday will be here soon I wanted to do a little something♡ hope you like it babes

ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑ ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑ ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑

𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢

sneaky bastard. he pretends to forget about Valentine's day just to see your cute pout– "aww bella didn't know you cared so much about this silly little day. fine, fine, you got me. I did get you a gift"

totally gets you a very thoughtful gift and writes you a letter. he's really not good at expressing his feelings through words, so letters have to do

he wakes up early so he can pick fresh flowers for you from the park. I really think Dazai isn't the type to buy you tacky bouquets. and of course he makes you breakfast in bed– "rise and shine, beautiful. I made you your favourite." he'd purr, placing a plate of hot blueberry pancakes in front of you "dig in, we have plans today"

definitely skips work so he can spend time with you, but he eventually has to go to the Ada office after Kunikida threatens to fire him. don't worry tho, he'll make up for the lost time when he comes back home in the evening

that night he's more gentle than usual, making sure that you enjoy yourself. after all the day is all about you and he's going to do his best to please you– "Ah fuck 'donna you're doing so well. you like it? s-sure hope you do angel 'm gonna make you cum f'me alright? atta girl..."

𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚

he's such a gentleman omg

because of his job, he can't be there with you when you wake up, but you can be sure he's going to leave you a romantic note on the nightstand

he sends you flowers and expensive praline boxes at work just to make sure that your female colleagues envy you–"everyone needs to know how well i treat my pretty girl, right baby?"

in the evening he finally gets the chance to give you the rest of his gifts: lingerie, expensive perfumes and of course, his affections and undivided attention♡

a candle lit, bubble bath with a glass of wine is mandatory. you lay in his arms, your back flush against his chest while he plays with your hair, whispering the sweetest things in your ear "i love you, pretty girl. i'm glad that you're mine never forget that"

𝐀𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚

sweet boy, he's so confused and overwhelmed

he doesn't really understand the whole point of Valentine's day but he wantes to make the day special for you

he plans it weeks ahead, asking Chuuya for advice. i see him talking to Gin about what gifts he could give you; she's his sister after all, she must know what a girl wants

Akutagawa buys you books for Valentine's day. a book-bouquet to be more specific and makes you dinner at home

please show him that you care and appreciate his efforts. he's super anxious about it– "You mean it was nice? you enjoyed yourself with me, right? oh thank god"

after dinner, he wouldn't mind getting down to some more intimate activities♡ if you want that ofc. once he's back in your arms with his face buried in the crook of your neck as he fucks you slowly, he finally manages to relax, all worries seeping out of him "My angel... I-I love you so much ah fuck- please never leave me" yea, he gets very emotional

𝐅𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢

he straight up forgets about Valentine's day, it's just not a priority for him and no matter how many times you try to hint at it he doesn't get it

he's confused when he sees you pouting and doesn't really understand what's wrong? but once he gets to work Teruko tells him that it's Valentine's day he's so mad at himself.

ofc he tries to make up for it in the evening when he gets home from work

he brings you a bouquet of roses (one of the pre-made ones y'all know what i'm talking about💀) but it's the thought that counts and apologises for forgetting– "i'm sorry sweetheart, didn't mean to upset you, ya know? i had a lot on my plate lately and it just slipped my mind. c'mon baby don't be mad"

he doesn't drop it until you accept his apology. if you're up for it he takes you out to dinner at the most expensive place in town♡

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐞

man... where do i even start

he doesn't get the point of it either, just sees the day as an opportunity to spend time with his beloved♡

despite his cold demeanour, Kishibe's a real thoughtful person. he doesn't buy you any overly expensive gifts but he picks flowers for you probably sneaks some from the cemetery too

if you wanna do something special he's totally down for it– "Hm? You wanna go have dinner at that new place in town? Sure, dear, I'll book us a table don't worry about it."

he's not very affectionate either but once you two are back home, in the comfort of your apartment, his tongue loosens a bit–"Ya know, princess, you're one of the best things that happened to me. thank you, really. why're you laughing, i'm serious. you know i don't joke about matters of the heart"

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥

you probably have to explain the concept of Valentine's day to him

Angel's too lazy to plan anything for the two of you so you have to settle for ordering takeout and watching a movie

lets you cuddle him if you insist enough and make sure that every inch of your skin is covered so he doesn't accidentally drain your lifespan

hear me out now. stargazing with him >>

he's the happiest man on earth if you gift him a pack of ice cream cones or some flowers. he's definitely the type to press them just because they're a gift from you and he treasures every little thing you do for him, even if he doesn't always show it

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lissrissye · 11 months ago

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𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔭𝔲𝔱 𝔪𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔲𝔭 𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪… 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫?

✿•˖* ㅤ synopsis ; they bought you makeup when you went shopping yesterday. you wanted to test it out on them because they had the perfect features! long eyelashes, plump lips, etc. (or you just did it for fun-)

✿•˖* notes ; i got lazy so i may or may not post the “they slap you during an argument”, sorry ya’ll ! 😭🙏💗

✿•˖* includes ; osamu dazai, nakahara chuuya, ryunosuke akutagawa, edgar allan poe, and fyodor~ ❥

✿•˖* genre ; sweet romance, fluff, safe for work !

ᴏꜱᴀᴍᴜ ᴅᴀᴢᴀɪ is quite playful when you first asked if you could apply your makeup on him. He doesn’t mind at all, and he likes to play around with you as you test your makeup on him. He has soft, plump lips, so you decided putting some of your brand new lipsticks on him. The bratty brunette smudges the pink lipstick with his thumb once you take a step back to see how it looks. His specialty is to annoy you, really. Of course, you crossed you arms at him, but he just charmingly smirked at you in response, making your heart melt. —“Do I look like a beautiful princess?~”

You hated how he could just get away with anything with that smirk you loved oh too much. As you started to put eyeliner on your beloved, since he has perfect-shaped eyes, your beloved just decided to move around and mess you up. At this point, he was irritating you.

You had to offer him cuddles and kisses later for him to cooperate. You took a step back, taking a quick picture before you were about to wipe the makeup off him. However, he wanted to show it off… He ended up walking around Yokohama with the full-face of makeup on, not ashamed. You were humiliated by your detective lover’s behavior.

ɴᴀᴋᴀʜᴀʀᴀ ᴄʜᴜᴜʏᴀ is annoyed when you request to put your makeup on him. He accepted in the end, but it took a lot of begging—… you had to go on your knees and plead him with your sad, adorable puppy eyes. Your arrogant, ginger-haired boyfriend could never say “no” to you anyways, you were his only weakness. During the process, he would complain, grumble, or groan loudly to get your attention, trying to demonstrate just how much he doesn’t like this at all.

—“Just know I’m only doing this because I know nobody else would put up with this bullshit.” The Port Mafia executive spoke with his signature scowl as you put mascara on him. You know just how much he despised being or looking vulnerable and inferior, especially in front of you. Though, he secretly enjoys this moment because he’s with you. That was the one benefit to him in this. You didn’t notice it, but a soft smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as you were occupied looking for blush.

Once you turned around, he quickly dropped the grin of his and acted all tough and irritated again. He was trying not to smile so hard… you look so excited, it was adorable to him. He had to look away to prevent himself from letting a smirk come across his face.

ʀʏᴜɴᴏꜱᴜᴋᴇ ᴀᴋᴜᴛᴀɢᴀᴡᴀ is flustered when you abruptly approach him with the objective to test your brand new makeup products on him. He was surprised at first, then his face slowly turned red in embarrassment. He didn’t want to just shoo you away, but at the same time, he doesn’t want to look pathetic with makeup on… those sad, pleading eyes of yours looking up at him… how could he just send you off?

—“Fine, just not to much… okay, my… lo-love?” Your dark-eyed dear told you. He was such a sweetheart in the interior, hesitating to call you a cute name, even as simple as ‘my love’, since the poor boy had never received love before, making it difficult for him to be romantic with you. When you sat him down, you feel his body is tense. He was unsure about this. You then instructed him to shut his eyes tight so you can put eyeshadow on him. He was obedient despite how much it hurt ego. After you’ve finished putting eyeshadow on Akutagawa’s eyelids, you noticed his cheeks a warm, pink hue.

—“Huh, I don’t recall applying blush on your cheeks…” You thought, and in response, Akutagawa just looked away in silence. He tried avoiding the subject so you wouldn’t realize he was really flustered because of you.

ᴇᴅɢᴀʀ ᴀʟʟᴀɴ ᴘᴏᴇ is shy when you distracted him from writing his mystery novel for Ranpo to solve, with the desire of adding your makeup products to test on him. He immediately looked away with a bright, cherry-red face as you sat on his lap, putting your products on his desk and moving his novel aside for a moment. With shaky hands, her puts his hands on your hips to support you, as the last thing he wanted was for you to fall off his lap.

—“Ok-okay… please don’t overdo it th-though, sweetheart…” Your timid darling spoke in a quiet voice as you start to put foundation on his face. You lifted the hair from his face just to see him already looking down at you with a gentle, loving and affectionate look. He allowed you to tap foundation on his forehead, use your brush to put blush on his cheeks, use mascara on him, etc. He was okay with it as long as you didn’t use to much of your products on him.

When you had finished, he turned you around so he could continue working on his novel with you on his lap. He felt very hot, so you wondered if he had a fever. In reality, he was just so humiliated that his entire body felt hot.

ᴅᴏꜱᴛᴏᴇᴠꜱᴋʏ ꜰʏᴏᴅᴏʀ is neutral when he felt your arms embrace his torso from behind, seeking to use your makeup products on him. He turned around, carrying you to your shared bedroom, setting you down and sitting on the bed. You sprinted to your desk, grabbing hold of all the new products he had purchased for you.

—“You have my permission, myshka. Just as long you remove it once your done.” Fyodor cooed with a soothing voice in your ear, stroking your smooth hair with his pale, cold hands. You smiled brightly as you reached for red lipstick and lipgloss to start off with. It was wine-red, and your terrorist beloved seemed to enjoy the color. He kissed your cheek as soon as you finished layering the lipstick with lipgloss, leaving a mark on your cheek. He knew just how to fluster you. You didn’t even bother to rub it off and just proceeded to put highlighter at the corner of his eyes, as well as contour on his nose, etc.

As you were finishing up putting highlighter on your boyfriend’s nose, Fyodor was in a trance, captivated by your beauty, as if he got hypnotized by you. Though, your didn’t pick up on this.

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with-my-calamitous-love · 4 months ago

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IN YOUR SUIT AND TIE, IN THE NICK OF TIME

doppo kunikida x reader

how he’d treat you in a relationship

same premise as the dazai, chuuya, atsushi, and akutagawa ver.

for his birthday <3 do not speak to me about 117

inspired by loml

doppo kunikida, who is a man of ideals. who knows what he wants, whats good for him, and lives by the ink in his notebook. who has an exact idea of who his ideal partner is, of who will match him, and who he wants to spend his life with.

doppo kunikida, who is in for a whirlwind when he meets you. who isn’t used to meeting people who so, wholeheartedly challenge his rock hard ideals. who doesn’t understand why he isn’t angry or annoyed by you. who actively wants to learn more about you once you two meet.

doppo kunikida, who dedicates a page to you in his notebook. just small things, like what colours you like, your favourite things, your habits and small mannerisms. who remembers every little thing about you, like your nail biting when you’re anxious or your awkward laughter when speaking to people. who doesn’t even need to write these down, since memorizing you is like breathing for him.

doppo kunikida, who is an utter gentleman. who loves to buy you flowers, who practices the sidewalk rule, who zips up your dresses and jackets, who always give you his coat, who brushes your hair for you, who will open every single door for you, who gives you deep hugs from behind with a gentle kiss to your head when you least expect it.

doppo kunikida, who doesn’t realize how gorgeous he is. who is 6 feet of blonde beauty, muscular build hidden behind a well dressed vest and red bow. who is usually so calculated and pristine, but attempts (and fails) at hiding his blush when you compliment him. who actively wants to look good for you. who wants to match how beautiful he thinks you are.

doppo kunikida, who is in love and doesn’t immediately know it. who looks at you with starry eyes, who embroiders the memories of you onto his heart. who makes your heart glow in a way you’ll never feel with anyone else. who is a standup guy, making you know how much he cares.

doppo kunikida, who rewrites his ideal partner page for you. he doesn’t even think he needs it anymore. who’ll see you as perfect, as someone he loves until the day he dies.

doppo kunikida, who shows up in his suit in tie, in the nick of time, right when you need him too. who somehow has a knack for always knowing what and what not to say, what to do and how to be what you need. who honestly thinks that there is no one good enough for you, but vows to be the closest thing to the lover you deserve.

doppo kunikida, who knows it one glimpse. who can see marriage and forever just from one kiss. who is such a romantic at heart, looking into your eyes while talking rings and talking cradles. who tells you that he’ll never leave. who tells you everyday that you’re the love of his life, a million times over.

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aureatchi · 1 year ago

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⛇₊˚ʚ₊˚✧ AND I CHOSE YOU, ‘CAUSE YOU’RE ALL I NEED ft. dazai, chuuya, fyodor, nikolai

some winter prompts/scenarios with the bsd men…and other romantic things they spoil you with.

info. fem!reader. fluff fluff !! domestic moments. profanities from chuuya. established relationships. kissing. mentions of a fake! machete from nikolai lmao.

DAZAI says: it’s too cold to get out of bed! can’t we just stay in and cuddle?

As soon as your eyes fluttered open, you were greeted with the realization that it was far too late to wake up at this time on a weekday. You could see the sun outside your window, overlooking the blanket of snow that had fallen the night before. Panicking, you tried to turn towards your nightstand to catch a glimpse of your clock to confirm your thoughts, but a leg wrapping around your waist stopped you.

“Osamu?”

“Morning, beautiful,” Dazai’s sleepy voice replied, continuing to trap you in an embrace with his arms.

“What time is it?” you asked.

“Don’t worry about it,” he replied, but that only made you feel even more uneasy. You forcefully shifted out of his grasp to look at your clock—woah, you were both supposed to be at work an hour ago.

You sat up on the bed, startling Dazai. “Osamu! We’re supposed to be at work! Why didn’t the alarm go off…I haven’t played with it lately…”

Another realization. You sharply eyed Dazai with a frown, who, in contrast, had his signature mischievous smirk on his face, even through tired eyes.

“Did you turn it off?!”

“Huh?” He yawned. “Now, why would you accuse me of such a thing? I don’t see why the alarm should be turned off.”

“Exactly!” you replied. “But who else could’ve done it? A ghost?”

“Hmm.” He tapped his index finger on his chin in thought. “Oh, I know!

“How about fate?” His hand moved to cup your cheek as he answered you in a flirtatious voice. You tried not to cringe at how corny he sounded. “What if fate wanted us to miss work today so we can stay in and spend time together inste-”

“Now this is where you gave yourself away!” you cut him off, moving towards the end of the bed to stand up. “Who said we’re missing work? It’s better to be late than not show up at al-”

Dazai grabbed your arm, pulling you back in.

“Osamu!”

“Yeah, unless you’re sick! Wouldn’t want to infect everyone else with a cold, right?”

“But none of us are sick?”

“Too bad,” he whispered, pulling you back under the covers. “I already called the Agency. I told them that…” he made dramatic coughing sounds, “...you were sick, and of course, you got me sick too!”

“What?!” you were in disbelief. “You liar! You could’ve at least not put the blame on me!”

“Oh, don’t be mistaken! I said it was my fault—you just looked so adorable while sick, I just had to cuddle up with you the whole night! So naturally, I got sick too. Isn’t that believable? I’d do the same if it actually happened.”

You facepalmed. “You’re not making it past Ranpo.”

“Don’t worry about him. I’ve taken care of that too,” Dazai smiled. There was no getting around Ranpo, but it would only be a problem if he exposed the lie. So, Dazai had bought him a stockpile of snacks to keep his mouth shut.

You sighed before snuggling up against him. It looks like you weren’t going anywhere today. Not that you were complaining anymore—if your lover handled everything anyway.

“So why did you want to stay in?” you asked.

“Because I knew I’d feel cold if I got out of bed.” The brunette’s fingers started stroking through your hair as you rested your head on his chest, relaxed by both his hand and the faint thump of his heartbeat.

“That’s it?” you laughed. “You didn’t want to be cold?”

“That, and because I want to spend time with my belladonna, duuh.” Dazai turned you around so he could see your face.

“You look pretty. Just like an angel, more bonny than any other snow angel.” He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear as his eyes studied you in admiration, flustering you. You were in awe that he could call you that when you had just woken up—you probably looked like a mess. He was the one who looked lovely—amber eyes peeking through his untidy hair and pretty eyelashes, the faint pink that surged through his cheeks when you kissed his knuckles, his bandaged chest that was revealed under his slightly unbuttoned pajamas…Dazai looked as dreamy as hearing his morning voice. And man, was it attractive, too.

He gave innocent pecks from one corner of your mouth to the other, and you reciprocated. You gently peppered each other’s faces with sleepy kisses until you rested on his torso again.

“That’s right, bella,” he cooed, rubbing your back. “We can relax today.” You wrapped your arms around him, enjoying the warmth he provided. “And if you’re hungry, we can order something from wherever you want later, yeah?”

You nodded with a smile. “Sounds perfect.”

CHUUYA says: let’s go ice skating, darling!

“C’mon, doll, it’s okay. Promise I’ll catch you if you slip!”

A local lake had frozen over, and you’d always wanted to learn how to ice skate, so Chuuya saw it as the perfect opportunity to teach you. Yet now, you stood at the edge with your skates, intimidated by the sapphire water that rested below the thin layer of ice and having nowhere to hold onto for support. Thankfully, it was just the two of you there; you would’ve felt even more nerve-wracked if others were watching.

“You’re so rude, Chu! You left me!” you whined, your voice traveling across the serene scenery. Chuuya simply laughed—he had skated a few feet off into the lake, waiting for you to follow. Yet, to you, it seemed so much farther than that.

“I’m right here!” he replied. He motioned for you in a way that reminded you of how a parent encourages a baby to take their first step. “Here, baby!” He cooed, holding his arms out. “You can do it.”

“Are you mocking me?! You’re talking to me like a little girl!”

“You are my girl though, sweetheart,” the ginger responded.

You sighed, your breath visible as it fanned out into the cold. “There has to be some sort of compensation, though, if I do fall!”

“I’ll massage whatever hurts if anything does,” he promised.

“Fair.” Chuuya’s massages were priceless.

You slowly stepped onto the ice, trying to keep balance on the blades attached to your feet. You looked up at Chuuya, panicking.

“Bend your knees.” You immediately followed, which helped you stabilize yourself.

“Now push off from one knee to the other,” Chuuya continued. Slowly, you started moving towards him, skating into his arms when you reached him.

“Wasn’t so hard, was it?” he smirked through the embrace. “Good job. Now c’mon.”

Chuuya started leading you across the ice, helping you get used to the rhythm and being in sync with each other. Once he saw you get the hang of it, he suggested something.

“We can go really fast, yknow,” Chuuya proposed. “If you want…I think it’ll be exciting.”

“Exactly how fast?” you asked.

“I’d use my ability to enhance it,” he smiled. You knew that would speed you up tons.

“Okay,” you said after contemplating for a few seconds. “I trust you.”

Chuuya moved in front of you to hold your hands in his. “Hold on tight, baby!”

You gripped onto the executive as he activated his ability. And with one push, after making sure you knew it was coming, you two zoomed across the lake, wind breezing past you. You screamed—in surprise, fear, and exhilaration, as Chuuya steered you both, even more talented doing it backwards.

“Damn, you’re flying, doll!” he exclaimed and loosened his grip on one of your arms. Chuuya spun you around on the ice as he slowed the both of you down, bringing you to a complete stop with a kiss.

“Already like a pro,” he praised. “You learned so fast. And what’d I say? I promised I wouldn’t let you fall.”

You chuckled, feeling warmth heat up your frost-nipped cheeks as Chuuya cupped your face with his fingers. “I still want a massage, though. Pleeease?”

He smirked. “Fuck, I could never refuse since you asked so nicely. And I guess you deserve something for doing so well on skates. Of course.”

“Yay!” You cheered as you skated in a circle around Chuuya before connecting his lips with yours once again.

“This was incredibly fun, Chu.”

FYODOR asks: is the fireplace not enough? you need me to warm you up, too?

“It’s cold.”

You and Fyodor were in a cabin high up in the mountains, the epicenter of planning his next mission. Fyodor often traveled, and you always accompanied him, despite his warnings of how boring those journeys would be because his attention would be mainly focused on his paperwork and mapping out the areas by the temporary headquarters.

You always reassured him you were completely fine with it. You understood his job and were used to him not having his attention on you all the time. You were content reading through his collection of novels with his cursive annotations scribbled throughout the pages to pass the time while he sat devising schemes.

Though right now, you were starting to shiver, even below the three layers of your sweater. The heat radiating from the candle on the desk you sat reading at wasn’t enough—you were still cold.

“Put your coat on,” Fyodor replied from another table. He had let you have the true desk by the bookshelf with the comfy chair to lounge in while he took the dining table.

“It’s too bulky. It’ll be uncomfortable,” you said, gliding your hand over a page.

You heard a sigh. “Must you always choose comfort over practicality?”

“Of course, when I have the privilege,” you chuckled. “Can I light the fireplace?”

Fyodor looked up from his work. “Yes, I’ll help you.”

“Are you sure? You seem busy. I can do it myself.”

“No worries, as long as you don’t distract me with anything else.”

You gave him a knowing smirk. “I’m not sure if I can guarantee that,” you replied as you headed for the wooden logs in the back. Fyodor followed you, helping you carry a few over to the fireplace.

You ensured all the air vents were open as he threw the wood in, starting the fire with a lighter. Fyodor sat in the single armchair right in front of it, checking to see if it was stable from afar.

“How’s this?” he asked, watching you on the floor, getting close to feel the flames. “Warming up?”

“Yes,” you responded, turning towards him.

“Good. You can sit here while I return to-“ he was both cut off in speech and from getting up when you lowered yourself onto his lap. “Milaya…“

“I warned you I couldn’t guarantee it,” you whispered, straddling him. You weren’t forceful—each move was as graceful as a ballerina’s glide, and it was probably because, despite his words, Fyodor differed to fight back.

“Stay for a little, please,” you softly pleaded, trapping the ravenette even more by wrapping your arms around his neck. “Can you take a short break?”

“You’re asking me as if you’re giving me a choice,” Fyodor chuckled, still seeing you give him no room to leave. “Fine. I’ll indulge in your wants this once.”

“It’s more of indulging in my needs,” you corrected him, looking into violet eyes. You then picked up the book you had been reading earlier to continue.

“Enjoying it so far?” he asked, moving the hair out of your face and tucking it behind your ears.

“Yeah. But I’m not going to lie, I think I like your annotations more than the actual book.”

“How flattering.” Fyodor smiled. “I enjoyed reading it a lot, too, though. That’s why I wrote so much.” You flipped open to the page you left off on when you suddenly had an idea.

“What if you read to me?” you asked with a giggle.

His face showed rare, genuine surprise for a moment. “Hm? It’s not like this is some bedtime story…

“I’m not against it, though.”

And so, he started reading to you. You sang in victory in your head because though you would never admit it to him—Fyodor had too much ego for you to heighten it even more—you loved his voice. His accent laced the words of the plot that resumed as he spoke from page to page.

You couldn’t think of anything more perfect. Hearing the satisfying tone of his tongue accompanied by the ambiance of the fireplace and the flipping of pages…you could stay nuzzled up against him like this forever.

“I thought you said you were enjoying it,” Fyodor paused after some time, noticing your eyelids drooping and head limp against his shoulder. “Yet you’re falling asleep.”

“I am,” you said, your words slurring. “I’m just really comfy like this. It feels cozy…makes me sleepy…”

You tucked your face into his neck. Fyodor gently closed the book before wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Well, it can’t be helped…” he whispered. “Sweet dreams, dorogaya.”

NIKOLAI says: let’s build a snowman!

“Why are you putting the carrots for eyes?” You shook your head in disappointment as you watched Nikolai create his ‘snowman.’ It hardly looked like one, honestly. The only thing normal about it was the base—which you had helped him with. Three spheres of snow stacked upon each other to make the snowman’s body. The rest…was very Nikolai.

He had put the carrots as the eyes. And the snowman had three orange, pointy eyes. As for the mouth, he sculpted a smile out of clay, which was fine, but of course, he made it in a way that looked very ominous. Then, the jester had decorated it with a bunch of colorful pom-poms. The whole thing was very random, but you knew something like this was coming.

“And finally!” Nikolai pulled out a fake plastic machete.

“Kolya, what the heck?! Now, we really can’t leave this here! What if some kid stumbles upon it and takes the knife?”

“It’s fake, baby, don’t worry!” He replied, running his finger along the sharp end.

“Well, yeah, but still! I don’t think anyone’s parents would appreciate that!”

Nikolai sighed before a portal appeared, swallowing his entire snowman and the machete inside.

“You play too safe sometimes, love.”

“Where did you transport that to?!”

“The Sky Casino,” he giggled. “I’m sure Sigma will find the new decoration lovely!” You immediately felt pity towards the poor man—you imagined him having to clean up a puddle of melted snow and other objects in the casino.

You just stood for a moment before Nikolai spoke again.

“Okay, I’ll actually make something you like,” he said. “Could you help me with the base?”

You didn’t know what he was going to do next, but you helped him anyway after making him promise he wasn’t going to pull out anymore weapons, real or fake. You stacked the snow on top of each other and waited to see what he was going to do next.

Nikolai transported two buttons that reminded you of your eye color to place on the snowman’s face as its eyes. He then used two sticks to create a cute smile. Then, he pulled out a hat and scarf that looked like the exact ones you were wearing…

“Wait, huh?” You glanced down at your attire and then at the articles, you saw Nikolai dressing the snowman in. “Where did you even get that?”

“The place where you got yours, duh!” he responded. You tried to push away the thought in your head that he most likely stole it. But now, you understood what he was doing. So, while he finished replicating you, you started a snowman right next to his.

“Kolya, can you please let me borrow your top hat? And a green and a gray button?”

His face grew elated. “Sweet dove! You’re doing what I’m doing!” He summoned what you had asked for. “Here you go!”

In the end, Nikolai had created a snowman of you, and you had built a snowman of him. It made your heart warm at how sweet it was.

“Yours looks so cute!” you exclaimed, looking at the one of yourself. You then teased him. “Honestly, I’m surprised you were capable of this.”

“No snowman will ever be as cute as you,” he responded with a wink. “And what can I say? I’m full of surprises.” He then threw himself onto you.

“And you made me! My heart could burst right now…look at us together!” You felt everything happen at once after that—one moment, Nikolai was spinning you in the air, absolutely thrilled, and the next, his lips sealed yours in a passionate kiss.

“Quiz time,” Nikolai whispered on your mouth.

“What must’ve I done to deserve the best girl in the world?”

rbs are cherished; they are your christmas gift to me <3

tags : @kissesmellow21

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