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Carnal Desire - SSKK

explicit sexual content -- Mafia AU -- Top Nakajima Atsushi/Bottom Akutagawa Ryuunosuke

Carnal desire. He’s never thought of that word so vividly until now- with the desire to do nothing but ravish the man in his arms thoroughly until his stupid, addicting pout is wiped from his face completely. He wants Akutagwa to sob underneath him with pleasure- he wants him to be stuffed so full of him that he cannot possibly say anything but Atsushi’s name.

#bsd #bsd manga #bungou gay dogs #bsd fic #bungo stray dogs #sskk #atsushi nakajima #bsd atsushi #bsd akutagawa #bsd fanfic #bungo stray dogs fanart #bsd fyodor #shin soukoku #bsd sskk #bsd nsfw

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cashexists · 7 days

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important thingy

For those unaware, im taking a break from the fyolai mafia fic and will be freaking out over sskk for a bit lol

#bsd #fyolai #shin soukoku #sskk

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cashexists · 11 days

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I know Danny and Fyodor are nothing alike!!! But the vibes are immaculate <3

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cashexists · 23 days

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*Leans against wall*

So that new Breathing In The Dark, Lying On Its Side chapter, huh?

#I hope you all liked it muehehehe #bsd #bsd manga #fyolai

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cashexists · 24 days

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look at this loser getting possessed lmao

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cashexists · 26 days

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Back Home-

A Siglai oneshot based on chapter 114

[Heavy Angst / Nikolai Centric / She/Her pronouns for Sigma / Open Ending]

Nikolai stumbles through the hallway of the prison in a clumsy attempt to make it back to where he needs to be as soon as possible. He’s not injured, nor are there cuts or bruises or any limbs missing from his body. Instead, his mind is working with a single thought.

Take Sigma. Go home.

Home. He’s not sure what they have left to christen the name to, but there wasn’t much before either, so what difference would it make? All he needs is Sigma by his side.

The Casino has been on the lookout for her since they left and probably already announced her dead. Nikolai’s own accommodations are scarce, hopping from apartment to hotel room to suburban home and all the way back.

They’ll find something, he decides. Some place Sigma will finally have to call home. Nikolai himself doesn’t need anything of the sort, as long as they are able to have each other- as long as he has the only person he has left to care for by his side.

Yes, he’ll take his Sigma away from this. He’ll hold her close and comfort her and love her until, like everything he has loved, she breaks apart in his hands.

It has happened to Fyodor, his only companion, his best friend. Nikolai has just recovered from clutching his lifeless arm to his chest with the singular thought that his lover is probably alone and confused in a place so alien to her.

Upon reaching one of the many cells, Nikolai finds who he’s looking for and immediately rushes to her side.

Sigma is propped on a metallic crate, bending forward in a slouch that must be aching her back horribly. When they get home, Nikolai decides that he will massage the tension out of her shoulders and make her that green tea she absolutely adores.

“What did they do to you, my love?” He tilts her face to the side, kneeling down and inspecting a bruise on her right cheek, clearly a result of having fallen from quite a large height. Upon pushing her bangs off of her face, he finds another bruise, this one a tad smaller than the former. “I’m sure we have something to patch that up in your office. We’ll stop by there on the way home so you can gather your things, okay?”

Sigma doesn’t stir, even when Nikolai scoops her into his arms and rises to his feet, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. “Let's go home, my sweet.”

“Nikolai.” His whole body freezes- a mix of dread and disgust pooling in his gut as he turns. Dazai and his wretched gravity manipulator are watching him, eyes wide as if he’s the monster in this room. He passed by the camera room earlier and saw the pair of them heading inside again. They must’ve enjoyed gloating over Dos’s body. “Put her down.”

“Are you afraid that I will harm her, Dazai?” He asks idly, pulling Sigma closer to his chest protectively. “Maybe you think I’ll go crazy and rip a hole in her stomach?”

“Put her down.” The gravity manipulator speaks up now, activating his ability. The many pieces of chipped stones around the room rise into the air, pointed at Nikolai. He watches them idly for a moment as he unbuttons his overcoat, throwing it over Sigma’s shoulders just in case she’s cold. “I don’t know where you’re taking her, but the Mafia can-”

“I don’t know where I’m taking her either.” Nikolai hums, pressing his lips to her forehead again in an attempt to soothe the bruise. “But she will be safe and happy and far away from the demons who killed Dos.”

It’s Dazai’s turn to play hero again. “Nikolai, I understand-”

“But you don’t.” He sighs, defeated, watching Sigma’s face. “Dazai Osamu never loses, right? That’s what Dos told me. He may lose people, but a hundred more of them are there to console him afterwards. He is loved by many, hated by even more, but cherished by those who matter most.”

Nikolai looks up at that cursed face- the face of the man who thinks his suffering is something to torture himself over. “You see, all I’ve ever had is Dos and my darling Sigma. And look at what you’ve done to them. Killed my best friend, knocked my lover out.”

“Fyodor knocked her out.” Dazai explains cautiously, like Nikolai is a ticking time bomb. “I was trying to save her.”

“But you weren’t successful, were you?” Nikolai tilts his head questioningly. “No, instead of letting my Sigma stay by my side so that we could get out of here safe, you take her on some adventure like you’re her hero or something and she ends up like this.”

“Nikolai, please-”

“I’m taking Sigma away from all of this. I do not care if she’s dead nor if you need to use her again. She’s coming with me and we’re leaving Yokohama.”

“Nikolai, we need her.” Dazai explains urgently. “Sigma is alive. She’s just absorbing all of Fyodor’s info. That’s all. We need to return her to the agency-”

“And use her until my darling is all run dry.” Nikolai finishes for him. “No thank you. I think we’d rather go home.”

“But what if she wants to help?” A desperate attempt for Nikolai to stop. “She knows the agency needs her, Nikolai. She can help save the entire world from whatever Fyodor has planned.”

“Then she will do so after she has rested and recovered from you two tossing her around.” Guilt flashes in the gravity manipulator’s eyes. “I will take my lover home and make sure she’s safe. Then, when she wakes up, she will tell me what she wants to do herself.”

“And we’re supposed to believe a psycho like you is gonna let her go?” The gravity manipulator hisses, warranting a wince from his partner. What’s worse, Nikolai wonders: the one treating him like a child in a tantrum, or the latter who’s only speaking to threaten him?

“Sigma’s happiness is the only reason that I am alive right now.” Nikolai’s voice shakes as he watches his lover’s head loll towards him now, the chub of her cheek pressing against his chest. He smiles softly, kissing the tip of her nose. “Whatever she wills will be my absolute order.”

“Well-”

Dazai raises a hand to stop his partner. “Nikolai, please tell me you will bring her back if she asks you too.”

He smiles at that. “I’m not the monster you’ve made me up to be, Dazai Osamu.”

Silence. “Okay. You can go.”

He can tell that the gravity manipulator wants to interject, but stays silent. Nikolai beams down at Sigma. “Let’s find ourselves a home, my dove.”

In a flash of golden light, they are gone.