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justcallmesakira · 3 months

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Pleaseee, could you do valentine event fluff 10 prompt with Chuuya?💗💗

''Why do I need a expensive perfume when i have your scent?''

Prompt 10 (fluff)

Sypnosis: You bought chuuya a very expensive perfume for your date tonight, but theres something else he craves more then a mere scent..

Chuuya x reader

Warnings: none!

A/N: Hi anonieee!! i am so glad you requested sorry this took some time i am currently very sick! Hope you will like it <3

Now playing- Diet mountain dew by Lana dey rey

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You had a date with Chuuya today. Since valentines is coming soon why not visit a brand new restaurant with your lover? Chuuya loved ravishing and spoiling you whether it with dates or expensive items.

You were walking inside a mall to look for a special gift for Chuuya. He always wore a velvety perfume on him which always made an impact on you which he did not know.

You loved the air he carried when he entered a room

So why not buy him something? For all the things he did for you, his doll, his love and his sweetheart.

The shop you entered was very neat and expensive looking. There were various perfumes, designer bags, cosmetics etc.

All of the perfume bottles were bland but one caught your eye, a red and pink rhinestone embroided bottle with a wispy smell of roses. ''What a lovely combination...'' you thought as you asked one of the staff to get you this in an elegant bag with a satin pink ribbon tied around it.

When you went up to pay for the perfume you realised you have chuuyas credit card with you and was about to take it out but took out yours instead and payed it was sort of expensive.

You skipped out of the store happily of course you would buy him more things but for now you wanted to be more classy.

After that you bought a dignified pearly pink dress and bought a matching set of earrings with his card, He would pout if you didnt use his card.

Back at home

You got ready, with that dress you bought, A pretty and raspy one. However the thing you were excited most was giving chuuya the perfume you bought for him today.

It was almost 7 o` clock and you were adding touch ups to your glistening face with a muted salmon pink lip gloss.

The opening of the penthouse`s door opens

"Dear, I am home. hope you are ready.'' Your eyes dart form the vanity mirror to the open door and his leaning figure against the doorframe.

"Oh chuuya!! I see you are ready just a moment please.'' you said trying to tie a satin ribbon around your neck. Chuuyas eye widen in curiosity but it returns to a soft smirk as he walks over to your sitting posture.

"Here let me tie it" Chuuya breathed out with his head atop of yours and his gloved hands tying the ribbon around your neck into a fancy ribbon.

You can feel his body warmth from behind.

Finally he finished and he took a prismatic glass bottled perfume from the perfume set on the white table and sprayed it on your collarbone, taking in he fragrance. You stood up.

"Chuuya...I bought a gift for you" you spit out while taking out a small bag with the perfume inside, Chuuyas eye widen in happiness and chuckles.

"Doll, you didnt had to you know..?" he says before reaching for the bag and taking out the perfume from the bag. His eyes meet the satin strip tied neatly around the neck of the bottle. ''Sweetheart,,, did you use your money to buy this?" He asks calmly with his heterochromic orbs eyeing your facial expressions to which you only nodded

"Well it was a gift!'' You reply anxiously.

Chuuya leans closer to you and gently pushes you against the vanity table with his hands caging you in his space but keeps a safe distance.

''Why do i need expensive perfumes when i have your scent''

Chuuyas voice breathes out with his face leaning into yours with a serious look in his eyes. You can feel his breathe on your collarbone and his lips slightly nibbling on the place where he sprayed the perfume.

"Now lets get going, dressed up all pretty for me cant let that go to waste now can we?'' he leaned back letting your flustered hot body relax before taking your purse and following him out the apartment.

Ever since then you took extra note on which perfume he is using.

A/N: ugh *cough cough* because of my cold perfume prob smells like rotten airplane food

#bungou stray dogs #sakira!#bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara #sakiras valentine event!!!#valentines #coquette #perfume fic #fanfic #chuuya x reader #bsd chuuya x reader #valentines sweetheart event

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chuuyrr · 2 years

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hey chu i have a request for gojo reader, you know that the original gojo adopts megumi and tsumiki some time after the fight he has with toji right? , now imagine gojo reader arriving where dazai and chuuya are and telling them: congratulations honey now you are a father and then proceeds to show megumi and tsumiki XD

congratulations

bungou stray dogs x gojo! reader

masterlist of infinity

╰➤ CW(s): possible spoilers for jujutsu kaisen (gojo's past arc is referenced for gojo! reader) and bungou stray dogs, major themes of fluff with light angst, repetitive scenarios

╰➤ PAIRING(s): dazai x reader, chuuya x reader (separately)

hello!! thank you so much for requesting and for being patient. hopefully, i was able to write this scenario well because i feel like my writings have been off lately. this written request was way funnier in my head tbh. anyway enough me rambling something nonsense, enjoy ♡

nakahara chuuya !

chuuya may not appear to be observant, but he is. after all, if he relies solely on his abilities, he wouldn't be a port mafia executive. although it may not be on ranpo or dazai's level, but he is capable of deduction just as he is very much capable of fighting.

it all started when you came home one day, bruised and battered. your black high-neck jacket had come undone, your hair was a mess, and you didn't have your black round glasses on, and you also appeared to have been stabbed. from your clothes to your face, you were covered in blood. chuuya nearly screamed when he heard your knocks on the door, only to open to find you standing there with a nonchalant expression.

"[NAME]?! WHAT HAPPENED?!" chuuya immediately dragged you inside, eyeing you from head to toe, "ARE YOU OKAY?! BABE?"

"i'm alright, don't worry. just had to deal with a non-ability user who deadass has a pet worm." was all you said as you walked calmly towards his kitchen to get some sweets to eat, as if you weren't covered in blood or injured in any way, with him tailing you, completely baffled by what you had just told him.

you began arriving home significantly later in his penthouse, which you now shared with him when he asked you to live with him. chuuya doesn't mind at first because he knows how busy you must have been with your work. after all, you were under heiwa's organization, which was in tokyo, a different city, and you might not be one of the higher-ups or elders, but you hold a very high position in your line of work.

but then there were times when you didn't go home to him at all. a single day turned into days, then weeks, and when you finally got home, you seemed completely out of it. you were exhausted, and there were several occasions when you were already in bed with him or about to sleep when your phone rang and you had to leave.

chuuya trusts you. he really does, and he knows you wouldn't cheat on him even if you were literally capable of swooning boys and girls, but it makes him wonder why you don't approach him about it or open up about whatever is bothering you all the time and making you leave.

after a weeks had passed, your boyfriend finally understood what was going on.

it was your boyfriend's break, and when he's not working, he just stays at home in the penthouse. chuuya was preparing dinner for you two, which isn't exactly unusual given that, despite his line of work as a mafioso, he's quite the domestic husband material whenever you two are alone together or somewhere private. furthermore, he was not raised by ozaki koyo for nothing. anyway, he was working on some salmon dish when he heard shuffling and you talking behind the door, which caused him to come to a halt and stare.

chuuya turned off the stove, wiped his hands clean with his apron, and walked up to the door, where he finally heard your voice, except you seemed to be talking to someone, or perhaps two people?

"ack, megumi-chan stop pulling on my hair!"

"megumi, be nice to gojo-san!"

before chuuya could open the door, it swung open, and you burst inside after a while. the ginger-haired mafioso was taken aback when he saw you, his beloved, carrying a little spikey black-haired boy while holding a brown-haired little girl's hand.

"i'm home!" you exclaimed cheerfully, certainly bubbly in comparison to the previous days when you returned home exhausted and somewhat sluggish.

"congratulations honey! you're a father now!" you continued to speak while proudly showing the little boy and girl you were carrying and holding hands with.

"huh?!" chuuya felt as if his brain had short-circuited the moment he heard the words spill from your mouth.

chuuya was so taken aback that he accidentally activated his ability, causing his ginger hair to take flight. thoughts flooded his mind like a massive ocean wave. since when did you have kids? did you always have children? what?!

but the boy and girl staring at him with curious yet cautious eyes don't seem to resemble you at all. they didn't have your white hair or your six eyes' color nor any of your features.

"gojo-san, who is he?" the little girl hiding behind you inquired, gently tugging on the sleeve of your black high-neck zipped-up jacket. chuuya noticed how scared she appeared to be of him.

"this is nakahara chuuya-kun," you said as you peered down at her, squeezing her hand before releasing it to ruffle her hair, "he's a good guy, sweetie."

was it just chuuya, or did you just seem so motherly and incredibly soft for a split second?

"just who are these children?" chuuya finally spoke up, breaking from shock, "are they yours?"

"she's not our mom," the spikey-haired boy exclaimed, his face flushed with annoyance as he stuck out his tongue in disgust, "this grandma took us in."

"oi, who are you calling you grandma, you gremlin?!" you remarked as chuuya looked at the boy and your exchange with a surprised yet amused expression, trying to hold back his laughter.

"you have white hair." the boy exclaimed, tugging at your hair.

"i may have white hair, but i'm not that old!" you exclaimed in a grumble, before pinching the little guy's cheek with your fingers, "i'm a young woman, not a granny, you rascal. respect your elders."

"so, you are old?" you gasped at the smug grin plastered on the spikey-haired-boy's face.

"okay, you two, break it up," chuuya said, stepping in before you and the child got into a fight. "you've got some explaining to do, [name]," your boyfriend said, sighing deeply and folding his arms across his chest before looking at you with a serious yet concerned expression.

"alright, alright," you sighed in defeat, shaking your head and pretending to wipe a tear, "i gave birth behind your back."

a nerve irked on chuuya’s temple, "i’m being serious!"

you introduced megumi and tsumiki to your boyfriend and made them stay on the couch before he could scold you. you and chuuya then had a private conversation in his bedroom.

"they're not my kids," you said, your gaze avoiding chuuya's as you slid your black round sunglasses away, "but i've been looking after them for a while now."

"so, that's why you haven’t been coming home." chuuya’s eyes softened, "but, why didn’t you tell me right away?"

"well, to begin with, i wasn't sure. i hadn't intended to take my 'babysitting job' seriously, but i couldn't leave those kids alone. they have no one," you pursed your lips, "and i killed their father."

"you what?!" chuuya nearly screamed.

"shhh!! it isn’t like that!" you immediately waved your hands defensively in the air before chuuya could freak out even more.

you explained to chuuya that megumi and tsumiki had different mothers but the same father, and that their father abandoned them and became a hired assassin for an organization seeking the life of a young girl who is supposed to be the vessel of a god.

you told him about your organization's mission, how everything went wrong, how their father ended up killing the girl you were escorting and protecting, and how you killed him out of spite. chuuya was stunned, but he couldn't help but feel genuine sympathy and sorrow for you, the kids, and especially the girl you were accompanying; she reminded of him of himself, as well as megumi, when you mentioned he was supposed to be sold off because of how good his ability is.

chuuya was impressed. he was astounded by your ability to deal with all of that while already shouldering responsibilities due to your involvement with heiwa back in tokyo. he now understands why you are exhausted and overworked. you truly are the strongest, and he was proud of you.

none of that was easy, and caring for children was no joke. you'd have to pay attention to them, tend to their needs, and make sure they don't do anything stupid.

"i know it's a lot to ask, but i can't raise megumi and tsumiki by myself. i want to give them a home and a good childhood," you say after you've finished explaining to chuuya.

"you do understand this is a risk, right? i’m part of the mafia, and you’re under heiwa, and neither of us know a thing about parenting or how to care for a child, let alone two, babe." chuuya scratched the nape of his neck, prompting you to frown.

"it's okay if you don't want to," you said solemnly, "and i do understand the risks."

"i didn't say no, dumbass," chuuya said, narrowing his eyes and flicking your forehead, causing you to yelp due to the lack of infinity between you and him, "let me finish first."

"i'm willing to work with you," chuuya said with a smile, causing your eyes to light up, "there's no way in hell i'm letting you do it alone, baby."

"so, you really are a father now, huh?" you shook your head as you laughed quietly.

chuuya smirked at you, "then that makes you a mommy now, aren't cha, [name]?"

"CHUUYA!"

dazai osamu !

dazai knew you were hiding something from him right away, but despite his intelligence, he couldn't figure it out. you used to visit his city frequently, but your visits have been decreasing. you'd always have to cancel your trip to yokohama because something came up.

he knows you're the most powerful. you literally have your limitless ability and six eyes. dazai assumed for a short time that you were just busy with your line of work, knowing how heiwa is a very important and large organization that essentially does the work of the three organizations in yokohama as one, but he's quick to pick up on things when you're actually around him after being gone for so long.

while you constantly tease dazai about how clingy he is and how much he misses you, he notices how you occasionally doze off and look and think about souvenirs. he wonders if that was just your sweet tooth in general, or if you were giving the souvenirs you bought for someone because you'd buy so many before returning to tokyo.

and the fact that the food you brought was so specific was quite questionable. what, no red bell peppers? you buying candied ginger and omurice with a flag on it along with several packs of chocolate and strawberry milk? since when did you become a picky eater?

apart from that, dazai was a tiny bit bothered to find you excusing yourself to answer phone calls, only to find you scolding someone on the phone, whom he assumed to be your subordinates.

although dazai is extremely curious and wishes to question you, he does not. dazai wants to hear it from you, and whatever it is, you don't seem ready to tell him, as he noticed you shrugging off his casual questions that could lead him to a lead by changing the subject or simply telling him, 'it's nothing.' as a result, he does not push it.

but when the day finally came, dazai was taken aback, which was certainly rare of him to be.

dazai was waiting for you in the cafe, as usual, promptly sat on a table, and was overjoyed to see you when you said you were coming over and wanted to meet up. he even skipped work to do so, completely ignoring kunikida's calls and texts. he came to a halt as he was about to stand up and run to you when he noticed you holding hands with two children as you entered the cafe. the boy had spikey black hair, and the girl had brown hair.

"osamu!" you chirped as you practically skipped towards him, dragging the kids behind you., "congratulations honey, you're a father now!"

for the first time in a long time, dazai paled and became speechless. him? a father? what the fuck is going on?

he looked at the two kids, who were staring at him like scared kittens, now hiding behind your back and squeezing your hands. his adam's apple bobbed, and his heart pounded against his chest as if it were about to rip out.

you had your own children all this time?

that was perfectly fine, but what?!

looking at the boy and girl staring at him with curious yet cautious eyes, they don't resemble you at all. they didn't have your white hair or your six eyes' color. when dazai realized this, he calmed down, his eyes no longer frantic.

"sensei, who is he?" the spikey-haired little boy inquired, his eyes narrowing into a small glare as he assessed dazai.

"he's my boyfriend, the guy i wanted you two to meet, dazai osamu-kun," you exclaimed, ruffling the spikey haired boy who immediately swatted your hands away. you then turned towards your boyfriend, "osamu, this is megumi and tsumiki."

after recovering from shock and blinking and slightly parting his lips, dazai finally spoke up to confirm, "are they yours?"

"she's not our mom," the little girl said quietly and timidly, "she's our caretaker, and somewhat our teacher."

"caretaker?" dazai asked, puzzled, before turning to face you, "belladonna, when did you start babysitting?!"

"yeah, abooouut thaat.." you nervously laughed, trailing your last words before glancing at the two children with you, "you two be a dear and take a seat alright? i have a lot to discuss with osamu."

"i want pizza, but no red bell peppers," megumi said before taking a seat next to you, with his sister beside him.

"yes, sweetie. you said you wanted pizza for the third time," you sighed, shaking your head before turning to dazai, "let's order my gremlin a pizza before we chat, okay?"

"can i get a milkshake too?" tsumiki asked politely.

"sure, sweetie." you nodded and scratched the back of your neck, "and a milkshake too."

dazai couldn't help but smile and laugh as he watched you interact with megumi and tsumiki, especially when you cut the crust of megumi's slice of pizza and wiped tsumiki's cheek with a tissue after whipped cream got on her face, lightly scolding but still endearing them. how the hell did you manage to be patient?

"yes! yes! i know you hate the crust you gremlin, but you better eat the olives and onions, okay?" you grumbled under your breath.

"i will, i'm going to eat the olives and onions." megumi confirmed.

"i can eat megumi's pizza crusts." tsumiki offered, gently poking your arm after you had sliced megumi's food.

"thank you. please do." you sighed in relief, "you guys shouldn't be wasting any food."

when did you become so motherly and parent-like? dazai had already speculated that something had happened to their parents based on tsumiki's earlier response.

anyway, after tending to their needs, you proceeded to explain to dazai about how you took custody of the two, as well as their father who abandoned them, but when you got to the part about their father, you had to pull dazai somewhere private, about a good distance away from megumi and tsumiki as they ate.

"why are we talking so far from them?" dazai asked, raising a brow.

"because i'm going to be talking about their deadbeat dad, and i don't want them to hear about it, especially megumi, who doesn't want to know about him," you sighed, shoving your hands into your pockets.

"what about their dad?" dazai inquired, slightly concerned that you might admit to dating the guy.

"i killed their father," you exclaimed, widening dazai's eyes. don't get me wrong here. you, despite not being a member of the mafia, dazai is aware of the type of work you do and the necessities, but it was quite unsettling for him to learn that you had killed someone.

"what?" dazai blinked profusely.

"you remember how i didn't come home for days one time?" you asked, glancing over your shoulder to make sure megumi and tsumiki were still there before returning your attention to dazai, "i was on an assignment of protecting and escorting a little girl, a vessel for a god."

"okay." dazai nodded slowly, urging you to continue, "go, on.."

"their father was one of the assassins hired to kill the girl, and he was successful. you could say i failed my mission," you said lightheartedly, managing a small laugh, "but the real reason i didn't come home wasn't because i got injured when we fought, it was because of what he said. how he insisted on selling off megumi and then i found out about how megumi had a half sister too."

"so, you couldn't leave them alone." dazai concluded for you.

"children won't be children forever, they'll eventually grow up to be like us adults." you sighed deeply, "it isn't right for their youth to get taken away from them so early."

dazai couldn't help but smile when he heard you say that. you were just like him. in fact, you and he were quite similar in demeanor and such, but you didn't walk in the dark. instead, despite everything that has happened to you, including the expectations and traditions that have been imposed on you, you have chosen to live in the light. you were truly the strongest, and not just in terms of abilities.

"i..." you started, but dazai cutted you off with a quick peck on the lips before answering you.

"i'm here to help you," dazai said, smiling at his final statement. "i know what you're thinking, we've never been parents before, and even though i'm not sure if i can be a good parent, err, caretaker, but I'll try to be a little bit better."

"are you sure?" you asked, "you don't have to if you don't want to. i was just messing with you earlier."

after that, dazai grabbed your hand. he is aware that you can tell he is hesitant in this decision, and he knows he has never been the best with children, considering how he treated the very first one he took under his wing back at the mafia.

but a very good friend did tell him to save the weak and protect the orphaned.

"i want to." dazai confirmed, prompting a genuine bright smile to tug on your lips.

"okay, we'll make it work." you nodded your head, squeezing his hands as they interwined with yours, "together, osamu."

"yeah, together." dazai nodded in agreement with a closed-eye smile on his face.

but then, he just had to say it.

"alright, let's get back to megumi-chan and tsumiki-chan, mommy."

"OSAMU!"

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kaeyx · 4 months

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was thinking a lot about banquets with chuuya so I'll do that

it's some port mafia reunion, maybe a christmas one, flying people in from everywhere. and of course it's a *fancy* getup, mori wouldn't have anything less and the executives who helped plan all have similar tastes in formal situations, so at least it's a fluent aesthetic

the wine is great, chuuya and koyo spent about an hour conversing over it. its too bad chuuyas been ordered to be sober for almost the whole day,.

but the underlings that were ordered to carry platters of small salmon bites and glasses of champagne around definitely weren't helping how much he was trying to prevent himself. they were just trying to be polite.

he takes a glass anyway, and just hopes mori won't notice.

and its only when he's sipping the drink that he notices *you.* he's always been a sucker for a guy in fancy clothing, but fuck if he can't get your eyes off your body. the fuzz in both his abdomen and head are definately making this harder.

he doesn't really know whats happening when he walks over to you and wraps an arm around your waist. he knows it's unprofessional, he knows he's an executive. and he knows you can't disrespect the hierarchy.

the drinks had fogged his brain when he drags you into a connected room, only a few drinktenders walk in and out, but that's enough to get both of your hearts pounding at the pure risk of being caught. pinning you against the wall by both your waist and neck.

he doesn't really know whats happening when he has you bent over against the wall either, your cheek mushed against the wall with a hand tangled in your hair and gripping at your scalp as he fucks into you *hard* from behind.

hes pretty sure people are walking in and noticing the both of you. but again, he's an executive. until mori or another executive notices, he's on a power trip enough to keep mouths silent.

though he knows he's being loud, he knows that he's struggling to control his volume. he's never been vocal in bed, why is it so different now? why can he suddenly barely hold himself back.

he knows it feels good though, that's enough for his mind to comprehend. he hopes his title will be enough to bring you back home, too.

🌱

OUGHDKHKSKVDK DROOLING....

#chuuya.bsd #🌱 anon #THANKU FOR THE FOOOOOOIOD

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lilerror10 · 8 months

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I actually don’t know, it’s double black smut, but idk how to write an ending 😔.

Kinks: panties, bottom Chuuya (sry), degrading, recording, anal, praise, and weird nicknames (slug, shitty dazai, pet, etc…)

Chuuya sighed as he laid on the couch lazily in his black panties and salmon colored crop-top.

He had to admit that he didn't look half bad, but the question remained. Did Dazai think so too?

Dazai had left early that morning to go run some "errands", whatever that meant, he couldn’t wait for dazai to see him, he had spent all morning and most of the afternoon getting ready, now all that was left to do was wait.

Dazai sighed as he opened the door to the apartment, it had been a long day and all he wanted to do was cuddle his little slug and go to bed. Dazai hung his coat up, and walked over to the living room, and froze. Chuuya was laying on the couch, wearing nothing but black panties and a pink crop top, he looked hot.

"Chuuya?"

"Hm? Oh, welcome home dazai." He hummed, his eyes fluttering open, only to be met with Dazai’s eyes infront of his face, chuuya let out a high pitched squeak of surprise and rolled off the couch, hitting the floor with a thud, "Shit.."

"I don't remember asking you to dress up for me.” He cooed, and picked up chuuya, throwing him over his shoulder. "Did my pet think I wouldn't like him in panties?” He asked, carrying chuuya to the bedroom.

Chuuya huffed, "Shut up shitty dazai, you like them." He muttered, looking up at dazai from his place over his shoulder, he felt his ass get smacked, and he let out an adorable whine.

"That's true, I do, I love it." He purred and tossed chuuya on the bed, "Now be a good boy and keep your panties on while I fuck you." He hummed, and just slid his panties to the side so he could access his hole.

Chuuya let out a soft moan as his boyfriends cock pressed against him, "You're so dirty.." He breathed.

"Oh am I? Maybe that's because I have a dirty little slut in panties for me at home~” he cooed, and gently nipped at Chuuya’s pink nipples, earning a beautiful moan from the redhead.

Chuuya arched his back, and let out a moan, "Dazaiii~"

"Yeah baby, sing for me." He cooed and slammed his cock into Chuuya, earning a beautiful moan from his tiny boyfriend. “Maybe I should record your beautiful singing and listen to it at work, hm?” He hummed and started a steady pace.

"N-no d-dont-" Chuuya whimpered, and clung to his boyfriend, letting out small gasps and moans.

Dazai chuckled and continued, and then reached around and grabbed his phone, pressing record. Chuuya whined and panted, as dazai pounded deep into him, "F-fuck!"

"What's wrong, baby? I thought you didn't want me recording?" Dazai teased and continued his thrusting.

"I-it feels s-so good d-dazai~" Chuuya gasped and moaned, dazai bit his lip, watching Chuuya’s beautiful ahegao expression, and how his chest bounced up and down.

"Damn right it does." He groaned and slammed in harder, making chuuya let out the most beautiful cry he had ever heard, dazai bit his lip, as Chuuya’s tongue drooped out of his mouth and his eyes crossed. "Good boy, come for me."

Chuuya moaned and cried out, as he came, dazai following shortly after. Chuuya panted and clung to his boyfriend. “Fuck… these panties… are so hot…” dazai panted

#double black #soukouku #bsd chuuya #chuuya smut #dazai x chuuya #dazai smut #dazai and chuuya #bungo sd #bungo stray dogs #bsd #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara

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evermorethecrow · 10 months

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Chuuyai flavour guide

(for help when buying my products!!)

Regular chuuya

When ripe Sweet sponge-y flavour with slight fiery aftertaste

Unripe

bitter fiery taste with a mild sweetness

Overripe

Please do not consume them when overripe

Evermore Farms exclusive chuuya

When ripe

A flavour similar to Ginger cake with a strong alcoholic aftertaste

Unripe

Tastes like sweet pepper but spicy-er

Overripe

Please do not consume them when overripe

Water-Grown Chuuya

When ripe

Tastes like smoked salmon with a ginger aftertaste

Unripe

Tastes like the flake fish food (yum)

Overripe

Please do not consume them when overripe

Lain Chuuya

When ripe

Omnipresent

Unripe

existing everywhere

Overripe

Please do not consume them when overripe

Catboy Chuuya

When ripe

Tangy british fanta flavour

Unripe

Bitter Orange

Overripe

Please do not consume them when overripe

Demon Ability Chuuya

When ripe

Cold strawberry lemonade

Unripe

Ice

Overripe

Please do not consume them when overripe

Demon Ability Chuuya

When ripe

Very hot temperature wise- Boiling strawberry

Unripe

Coal

Overripe

Please do not consume them when overripe

Chuuya.

When ripe

Mixed berry flavour. Metal aftertaste

Unripe

Metal

Overripe

Please do not consume them when overripe

Armed Chuuya

When ripe

Light victoria sponge flavour with strawberry aftertaste

Unripe

Sugar

Overripe

Please do not consume them when overripe

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More in part 2

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungo stray dogs manga #bungou stray dogs #bsd art #chuuya #my corrupt art #chuuyabsd #nakahara chuuya #i love him #farming

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nkhrchuwuya · 2 years

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patiently

bungou stray dogs | G | 546 words nakahara chuuya x reader/OC

sometimes you get grumpy at chuuya while you’re sick, but he never turns his back on you.

the sniffles quickly turn into an unrelenting fever.

god knows what kind of bug you’ve caught, but you’re sure as hell not letting chuuya 1.) know 2.) catch it. so in a last bid of survival, you call the front desk and ask for a bunch of anti-fever pills, two litres of apply juice (for comfort), and the 10-pack of cupped soup. the lady on the other end of the line asks if they’ll charge it to chuuya’s card, and, half-delirious, you say yes.

the next thing you know he is calling.

“do ya have a fever?”

“no.” (you sound miserable.) “aren’t you on a mission?”

“i swapped with someone.” a beat. “it’s just surveillance, don’t mind it. why didn’t ya tell me ya were sick?”

“and?” you’re grumpy from the fever. you just want to sleep, not get scolded. “it’s not like you’ll come home..” silence. “look—i’m sorry for charging it to your card. and—i’ll be fine in a day.”

“no you will—”

“goodnight, chuuya!” (it is 1:00pm.)

click.

you really don’t want to argue. he doesn’t call or text. you pull your blanket up from the floor and go to bed.

delirious; your order arrives; meds get taken; dinner somehow happens, soup in a bowl. the penthouse is cold. your bed is warm. suddenly it is 9pm. you look at your phone and find no missed calls, no new texts. somehow your heart breaks even if you’ve done it to yourself. you curl around a cool pillow, and sleep.

by the time chuuya gets home it is 5:00 am.

the sun is still hiding but the sky is already turning brighter. he’ll have the morning to himself to rest, but he’ll have to report in the afternoon.

for now he’s got a job to do.

off comes his work clothes as he slips into casual wear. he’s bathed and dressed by 5:30. when he comes out of the bathroom, you look up at him blearily from the bed and he approaches to kiss you on the forehead. you have the audacity to swat him.

“you’ll catch it!”

“i won’t, i’m healthier than you.”

you put your tongue out at him even if he’s right and he exits the room. when he comes back, it’s with the sweet aroma of breakfast.

on two floating trays comes a pair of delicious japanese breakfast meals—grilled fish, rice, miso soup, and the imperfect yet endearing slices of the tamagoyaki you had painstakingly made him learn to make.

“you shouldn’t have.”

“and go hungry? no thanks.”

you chew the salmon slowly as chuuya (leisurely) scarfs down his own food. when the effort of eating becomes too much, you lean your head against his shoulder and chuuya takes the hand you’ve got resting on your thigh into his.

“sorry for cutting you off.”

“you were lucky i really was homebound today.”

you snort. “i would’ve managed without you.”

“sure you would,” chuuya says with a roll of his eyes, but he looks on at you so tenderly anyway. he knows you can. “but i’d rather be here by your side. and you?”

he takes your hand to his lips, kissing the knuckles. there’s no resisting him like this.

“yeah… i like this better too.”

#nakahara chuuya #bungou stray dogs #chuuya x reader #bsd chuuya x reader #chuuya x you #bungou stray dogs imagines #bsd imagines #bsd x reader #💌 chuuya lovemail #yes the title is a pun bc you are a patient and chuuya is patient yes #genre:comfort #rating:G #timeline:serious

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chaosbled · 3 months

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@prodigls asked: " i know we haven't seen eye to eye, arahabaki, " dazai says quietly as he stands a few feet from the god. " but why him? why did you have to bring fyodor back? "

He shouldn’t have come back to the city , he just wanted to say goodbye .

It was late , the lingering glow of the sunset had long since been obliterated by the sky rapidly falling into a dark , moonless night . He had waited for it , until the salmon pink & violet sky had dipped into twilight blue before plunging into a vast expanse of jet black that engulfed the city , the brilliant luminosity of the stars nearly drowned out by the light pollution of Yokohama’s businesses .

The shadows were welcoming , at least to a creature such as him . A sharp contrast to the bustling of the daytime , now it was near silent , save for the passing traffic .

Ara leans over the railing of the building , staring at the sky . “ …I don’t think it will come as any surprise to you , but I am quite fond of you , Dazai . ” He says softly . “ You’re aware of my feelings . I’m sure you’ve known of them for longer than I have . ” Ara had grown up with Dazai & Chuuya , in a manner of speaking . He was always there , buried in the red-haired boy’s soul . Every mission , every screaming match , every laugh & touch . He was there . Of course he had developed feelings , bound to this human body , subjected to human emotion . How could he not ? He had never asked for this . He never asked to love either of them .

“ It… wasn’t to hurt you , Dazai . I promise . Fyodor… reminds me of myself . Cast aside & ostracized for being something she never asked for , nor had a say in . I stayed with Chuuya after our separation because he didn’t want me to leave . Because he believed he needed me to be strong . Chuuya has always been strong , but he doesn’t do well left alone . ” He pushes himself away from the roof edge to look at Dazai . “ Meursault made it clear no matter what , he would always have you . His heart has always belonged to you , & he doesn’t need me . I do not belong here . I don’t belong anywhere , because of my aunt . She took away my heart . I’m going to pay her back in kind . Fyodor is going to help me . I will not drag you into a divine war that will cost Chuuya your life . Aside from you , he is the only human with the intelligence to take on my family . We have an… understanding . I do not believe he intends to target your city again . ” So long as he has me , goes unspoken .

#;; Ara has always been a little in love with both Dazai and Chuuya but he was content to root silently for them even though it hurt #;; now that he knows they’ll be okay he wants to avenge Naga and everyone his aunt ever stepped on to secure her legacy #;; will Japan end up torn apart as collateral? he has no idea!#ANSWERED || Divine Inquires { ARAHABAKI }#VERSE II || The Darkness That Rose To Swallow The World { Rogue Partnerships / giftandguile }#prodigls #giftandguile

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strayslost · 3 months

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GETTING TO KNOW YOUR MOOTS BETTER !

Fill out the info sheet below & tag your friends to do the same ! Repost , don’t reblog !

🌊 🐇

Name / Pen-name : Meri!

Pronouns : She/her (okay with they/them too!)

Country / Region : England.

Timezone : GMT

Age / Age group : 25, as of this month!

Favourite colours : Pink, turquoise/teal, yellow, cream & brown, and maybe green too???

Favourite foods : How can you expect me to choose!! if I listed them all I'd be here all day ;~; I suppose a couple are cheesecake, custard (and sweets/cakes generally tbh), spaghetti bolognese, salmon... I've gone too braindead to think of more, sorry :')

Non - RP Hobbies ? : Watching/reading anime, manga and visual novels (when I've got the executive function for it), music, video games, decoration/design, and working on my own stories/songs! I'd love to stream someday, but I'm a bit too nervous to start atm, haha. Same with blogging about some of the things that are important to me - I'd love to do more in that regard, but I'm not really sure where to start.

Favourite animal : BUNNIES and sea creatures in general!! In particular, octopi, sea otters and sea turtles have my whole heart <33

Any allergies ? : I actually have had an allergic reaction to something like. once in my life, but unfortunately I have no idea what it was to, otl ;w; so uhhh. I guess my answer is a "not really"??

Favourite Season : Ooooh, I can't choose. Aesthetically, maybe summer or winter, with autumn close behind. In practice, I'm terrible with temperatures that are too hot or too cold, though!

Scents you like : Vanilla and coffee! Though my sense of smell is pretty bad generally, I'd say these are my favorites.

Coffee / tea / hot cocoa : Tea (with a bit of sugar!). Hot cocoa can be great too, and I don't like the taste of coffee, but I do benefit from the effects of caffeine, so I tend to drink lattes instead.

How long have you been in your current fandom ? : for BSD, it's only been about a year! Actually, I'm pretty sure I got into the series sometime around December 2022, since that's when I first made my Chuuya blog?? It's pretty quickly risen to the spot of my favourite piece of media ever though, at least currently, so congrats to BSD are in order, I think!

Do you prefer to ‘ wing ’ your threads or discuss plots with your partner during or ahead of time ? : I enjoy both! I think my favourite thing to do is to have or discuss a general idea for the starter/thread, for example like... "my muse is time traveling from the future to meet yours", or "my muse discovers a secret yours is hiding," so like basic plotting, and then just seeing where things go from there. But I absolutely enjoy winging it too/just seeing what happens, and I love just as much when my partners have something they particularly want to explore and let me know, so I'm pretty flexible in that regard, I think! (aka send me your wishlists >:) )

Are you okay with getting to know your RP partners outside of writing / becoming good online friends or even offline friends ? : 100000%, honestly I would love this so much! But full warning in advance, I am... very bad at being active and replying to messages quickly in general, otl. I don't have many friends irl as a result of this, even though I really would really like to make more... unfortunately my functioning issues in most areas of my life are pretty bad and this extends to maintaining conversations too. HOWEVER, you're absolutely always welcome to message me whenever you'd like, even if I haven't replied to your last message yet! I find that this can help prompt me to reply to my old messages as well, and I can promise you that my slow replies are absolutely not an indication that I don't want to talk with you or of how I feel about you - I'm just very awkward and find socializing hard, but that doesn't stop me from really enjoying talking with you nonetheless!! (This applies to my RP reply speeds too, tbh) There's way more I could say on this but I might make it it's own post tbh, this section is already getting too long. tl;dr i love you all, let's be friends!! <33

Finally , what are your favourite genres of RP ?: I'm not so good at defining genres, so instead I'll say - I love angst and conflict between characters but also resolving conflicts too, seeing characters get to know and relate to each other better... I'm a big fan of threads with supernatural elements, in particular those that are shocking to the characters, and of secrets being revealed generally too! Exploring character's insecurities and beliefs and having them change their perspective is great as well... basically, I'd say I enjoy "meaty" threads with lots of emotions or action over like slice-of-life, casual interactions, but even those can be fun if they're well done, honestly!

Tagged by : @chaosbled ( thank you so much!!! ;w;)

Tagging : I haven't been logged in enough to know who's done this already if I'm honest so I'm just gonna say anyone who wants to and hasn't done it yet - say I tagged you! <3

#ooc #( memes. )#this was so nice to do!! I love being tagged in these kinds of memes tbh #i hope i didn't go on too long with some of these answers but!#<33333 you all. i'm excited to see what you all have to say if you do it; too!

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kimium · 7 months

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I was tagged in this post HERE by @kamikazequail. I dislike when these posts grow long, so I'm answering in my own post. Thanks for tagging me! I appreciate it! Let's go!

3 ships ever:

-Satosugu (Gojo Satoru/Geto Suguru from Jujutsu Kaisen)

-Soukoku (Dazai/Chuuya from Bungou Stray Dogs)

-Vil/Rook (from Twisted Wonderland)

First ever ship: Usagi/Mamoru (or Sailor Moon/Tuxedo Mask) from Sailor Moon. Still one of my all time favourite ships. They're so cute and I love them with all my heart.

Last song: No Escape by Darren Korb (from the Hades Game OST)

Last Movie: Everywhere All at Once (I watched it at a friend's house over summer. Really enjoyed it.)

Currently Reading: I'm still on The Bone Orchard by Sara A. Mueller. I'm normally a very fast reader, but I've been very unmotivated to read novels due to exhaustion from work.

Currently consuming: Nothing, but the last thing I consumed was jasmine tea.

Currently craving: Salmon. I really love eating fish.

Tagging: @a-little-harmed-shinra, @someobscurereference @shreedle and @zeldabard

(No pressure to do this if you don't want to!)

#personal #replies #tag game

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chuuyasdog · 9 months

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Okay hear me out. The Port Mafia as this picture. Its called The Mob, photographed by Walter Chandoha in 1961.

Here i did an example.

(i dont have a red colour for some reason so moris scarf is now salmon pink. As a cat i think he would appreciate the name of the colour.)

From left to right you have; Chuuya, Mori, Elise, Kouyou, and Akutagawa.

Mori is clearly a black cat, and Chuuya is a ginger, and Akutagawa is black and white, but idk what colour fur Kouyou and Elise would have cause im basing it of their hair for the others.

Anyway, cat Port Mafia.

#bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #bsd #port mafia

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nacaharachuya · 1 year

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imo, chuuya would be a peach padparadscha! it's a super rare type of conundrum/sapphire that has a salmon/orange/pink hue to it, and it's a hard gem that's really rare!! a hardness of 9 and dazai, i was thinking maybe a tourmaline with mostly brown colors but with occasional green/gold specks!

YES HOW DID YOU READ MY MIND!!!! CORUNDUM CHUU IS SOOOO REAL I SWEAR!!!!! And tourmaline dazai is exactly what I was thinking too :_; The earthy tones. I remember when i was in rocks and minerals class and I had to fuck with all that tourmaline. I think I will save this little ask for the future.

#asks #bsd #soukoku #hnk au #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara

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jaegersolstice · 2 years

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repost —

if dazai were to tell the complete utter truth, he would probably be dead right now. cause? nakahara chuuya.

still, as the salmon-haired boy beside him dips a shaking finger in the cool pond, he can’t help but mutter about how wonderful it would be to submerge himself in it’s tempting waters. chuuya, unphased, casts him a skeptical look, brushing a bandaged hand through his bangs and running it down his shoulder.

“oi, stop wasting time and get the fuck in. the longer we take the more trouble i’m in,” chuuya snaps, clapping his uninjured hand on dazai’s coated shoulder, lightly nudging him towards the water.

leaning on a coarse tree stump, chuuya fixes a wary eye on an unsteady dazai as he tentatively wades his way in the pond, (lips parting in surprise at the temperate) , scrubbing his hands free of red. the ravenette hums a familiar tune as he glows in the twinkle of the stars as he washes up — one that couldn’t help but lift the corners of chuuya’s mouth ever so slightly.

chuuya can’t help but sigh as he tilts his head back on the rough bark, moonlit sky gleaming against his sapphire pupils. the wind whistles a low tune, kissing at his face. he chuckles slightly — the rarity of a winter night devoid of rain is almost laughable. chuuya isn’t one to reminisce — but a night like this — he can’t help but to remember.

he remembers skyscrapers and hopeful boys dangling their legs off buildings. he remembers the sun licking at his face and wrapping around his limbs as he nursed a broken arm. most of all, he remembers dull mint and coffee congesting his nasal cavities, spreading through his throat, filling his lungs, and tingling his heart.

at the time, it almost felt like love. however, chuuya, has never loved.

instead, chuuya wants.

he has wanted to love, though. if love was a cloud, perhaps chuuya would be the rain. a shower of desire, lust, want; a temporary kind of love. one that exploded in a sugary tang across your tongue, coating it security and protection.

maybe chuuya wanted a bit too hard.

rain is fleeting. possibly it will last longer during the night and dry up during the day; however, rain’s ephemeral tendencies are what create its beauty. chuuya did not have to stay long to mark on dazai’s heart. chuuya was brief, a flash of lightning during dazai’s thunder.

dazai still felt the aftershock, and perhaps he will continue to.

his love for dazai will fade away, contorting his mind on the way; his heart will wither away with no fix. he will suppose that dazai is like any other: another worry cast aside, another burden freeing him. chuuya will never love again. instead he will want.

but chuuya? he is a fucking coward. he is a prisoner of the chamber of his own mind; he meticulously constructed his own torture system, the one he is a victim of.

if love was a cloud, perhaps dazai would be the sun, for he is the reason chuuya loves no more.

#bsd chuuya #bsd imagines #bsd headcanons #bsd dazai #osamu dazai #dazai x chuuya #chuuya nakahara #chuuya is emo n sad #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs #bungo stray dogs headcanons #bungo stray dogs angst #bungo stray dogs dazai

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nameless-shrimp · 3 years

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🌳 [𝗣𝗜𝗖𝗡𝗜𝗖 𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗘] — CHUUYA NAKAHARA ♡

Puffy clouds painted across the acrylic light blue sky. The whistles of birds were audible to your ear as you inhaled the scent of fresh bread laid out on the blanket below you. A mind fading into a soft meditation. Eyes swift into a faint close. Your lover rummages through the brown basket near you, murmuring about how it’s a perfect time to open a new bottle of wine.

Fighting back a laugh, you only chuckled and shook your head. Facing your lover, he messes with his black hat before holding up a large bottle of alcohol in his hands. Pure delight twinkling in his eyes.

“Got the finest wine for our picnic date, baby!” He cheered, throwing a hand up in excitement.

“Why am I not surprised?” You laughed, continuing to shake your head while you felt his hand wrap around yours. Carefully, he placed the bottle down on the blanket where it rested against the basket.

Plates of fruit laid out along with nice parmesan cheese and crackers placed on another large plate. Salmon and ham sprinkled around the glass. Chuuya held your hand up to his lips. Gentle kisses along your knuckles. A flustered state took over you; Chuuya smirked at this before nuzzling his nose along with your hand.

“You look so pretty today,” Chuuya smiled excitedly before eyeing down at the snacks below. “Allow me to start off the date with me opening a glass of wine for the person I love the most, yeah?”

Sparkles of green scattered along the tree above of you; leaves trailing down to meet with the grass below the branches. Chuuya hurriedly opened the bottle of wine, quickly grabbing two wine glasses before pouring you a glass and handing you your drink. White wine. Most likely an expensive brand—knowing your lover—and he cautiously placed his glass down on the blanket, eyeing it carefully so he didn't spill his drink, and then took it upon himself to grab a piece of bread.

He looked at the tray of berries below; the crimson shade of strawberry caught his eye. A grin grew on his face; a giddy child with a soft heart he was—at least for you. Chuuya took a hold of the fruit before whistling at you, capturing your attention.

“Hey babe, can you catch this?” He snickered.

You rolled your eyes at him before adjusting your position. “I can try.”

“Oh yeah?”

Chuuya tossed the berry up in the air as your mouth gaped open. A sudden surprised look etched on your face as the sweet taste landed on your tongue. You stared down at your lover, who clapped his hands in amusement—while you kept the strawberry tucked in with your lips.

“You’re adorable,” he said, reaching for his wine glass. “Let’s make a toast.”

You chewed your strawberry quickly before you grabbed your own glass. Facing him, you smiled at Chuuya; happy stare gazing upon your open eyes; lit up in adoration as Chuuya licked his lips. “A toast to what?” You questioned and his grin only grew wider.

“To our love, what else?”

A laugh was audible to his ears as the giggles fanned out from your lips. “To our love, then.”

The glasses clinked together as the noise rang both of your ears with Chuuya’s, and you both sipped your wine slowly—taking in the bittersweet taste. Chuuya’s coat swayed along with the wind as he exhaled a satisfied breath after tasting the expensive alcohol swirling in his glass.

He kept that grin drawn on his flushed face.

“To our love, baby.”

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