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ssamie · 3 years

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epilogue. “your girlfriend’s kinda hot”

kozume kenma x fem dazai!reader

(bsd x hq)

tw: mentions of suicide and suggestive themes + dirty jokes

masterlist. suicide freak!

"hey uh, welcome to my stream i guess" he said as he spared the camera a quick glance "im not really playing tonight because an incident has recently occurred in this household" kenma said with a tired sigh

nobody else knew it, but the said 'incident' was y/n accidentally setting half of their living room on fire

the reason? apparently, she wanted to try burning herself to death in the furnace. obviously, it didn't work. and all that's left from that is more shit for kenma to clean up and a trip to yosano-san.

kenma is stressed. and y/n is still alive. both of them are facing problems.

"can you please wear a maid outfit- no."

kenma shook his head as he continued playing, glancing at the chat once in a while to read the veiwers' questions and comments

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user: how about cat ears?!

user: ^^ cATBOY CATBOY CATBOY

user: u suck at this game wtf

kuroo.tetsu: hey kenma ;)

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"first of all, i do not suck at minecraft thank you very much" kenma scoffed

"second of all, go away kuroo. im still mad at you"

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user: LMFAOOO kuroo what did u do?? 💀💀

user: he probably broke kenma's pc

user: PLSS he's the one kenma’s throwing shade at on twitter

kuroo.tetsu: STOP THE SLANDER 😔✋🏼

user: rooster head lookin ass

user: ^^ NOT THE HAIR

kuroo.testsu: 😃😃

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kenma sighed as he continued building a cute little cottage. he was currently vibing, just building y/n a cute cottage for her to probably burn later on.

and he decided it would be nice to go on stream since his oh-so-lovely girlfriend was still out for work.

ah yes, kenma has somehow kept y/n alive all those years.

barely.

hence why his phone was being bombarded with messages from her, all of which being blurry selfies.

the photos had her sporting a huge grin while atsushi panicked in the background.

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user: ayo, ur phone's blowing up

user: do you have a girlfriend?

user: KODZUKEN LET ME SUCK UR TOES 😋😋🤩

user: ^ ayo chill 😃

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kenma simply ignored them and continued on with his task. all was going well until a loud slam was heard. his cat-like eyes widened as he heard a familiar voice singing from downstairs, it was undoubtedly y/n.

kenma chuckled nervously and muted his mic.

but of course, cute dumb catboy didn't actually mute his mic. haha <3

he ignored all the questions in the chat, all of them being speculations that he has a girlfriend. which he does, but they simply did not need to know that <3

"kenma~" she yelled out "i have a surprise for you!!" she said, followed by menacing giggles.

kenma glanced at the camera before hopping off his gaming chair and peeking his head out of the door.

"y/n, im streaming!! stay down there!" he yelled out in panic

"aw, you're playing hard to get aren't ya?" she chuckled

kenma deadpanned as he saw her limping up the stairs, with her bandages torn and unravelled, same with her clothes. he didn't really think much of it since this is usually how she comes home.

its most likely just due to work and/or another suicide attempt.

"so, kenma.. you'll never know what just happened to me today" she started off with a goofy grin

"im streaming, atleast let me turn it off first-"

she paid no mind to him as she peeled off her ruined coat and pointed to her poorly bandaged stomach

"i got stabbed!"

"you got what?!"

kenma furrowed his brows as he immediately rushed over to his side, cradling her face and waist as he inspected her injuries

"are you okay, kitten?" he asked worriedly

"yep, apparently it wasnt deep enough to be fatal" she sighed dejectedly

"please don't be sad about that." kenma groaned "can you undress?"

"ara ara~ whats this?" she cooed "you're getting real bold, kenma" she smirked at him

she unbuttoned her shirt and started pulling down on her skirt "but since you asked so nicely-"

kenma simply sighed and shook his head. "i was gonna prepare you a bath but now im considering leaving you here to die"

"but the second option would've been better though" she smiled at him

"oh my fucking god."

kozume kenma. (22)

╰─▸ university student, stock trader, pro-gamer, youtuber, ceo of bouncing ball lpt.

╰─▸ y/n's struggling boyfriend. definitely needs a pay after all he's been through.

╰─▸ currently panicking because his girlfriend got stabbed.

l/n y/n. (22)

╰─▸ operative/member of the armed detective agency.

╰─▸ kenma's girlfriend. kinda dumb, very hot to compensate for it. still hasn't died yet.

╰─▸ currently bleeding and wounded. also hoping for severe blood loss.

"kenma, did you know" she mused in a teasing tone "lack of sleep and too much stress could possibly lead to poor memory and lack of awareness"

kenma looked up at her with a look of confusion. he was currently kneeled down before her while she was sat on the bed as he cleaned her wound up with a damp towel.

"why are you telling me this?" he asked

"i just thought it probably applied to you" she snickered

"why? i didnt forget anything-"

he cut himself off with a huge intake of air. he slowly turned his head to look at the screen which still had his stream going on. to make it worse, the camera was on and they were both clearly in the camera's field of view.

to make things worse worse, his mic was on the whole time and the live chat was in shambles.

"i hate it here" he sighed

kenma laid his head on her lap as he continued on patching her up, honestly not caring that this whole scene was being recorded for thousands or millions of people to see.

"well, atleast the internet could finally see my beauty before i die" she laughed

she ran her fingers through kenma's hair as he grumbled under his breath. kenma was a pretty private person. he made sure not to overshare, given his current 'influencer' status. and he was planning on keeping his relationship a secret, though it seems he can't do that anymore.

"might as well say hi" she shrugged

so of course, she then decided to walk up to the camera looking utterly dishevelled and roughed up.

for context, the newly wrapped bandages around her stomach was being stained already by a crimson red hue and it was only getting worse the more she moved, undoubtedly messing up her wound.

"hi, im kenma's girlfriend and if i see you flirting with him i will make you regret it" she grinned

"y/n!" kenma groaned from the bed "you're close to dying right now, turn the stream off"

ignoring him, she proceeded to read the veiwers' comments, laughing at some of them while she joked around.

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user: heLLO?!?!

user: GE HAS A GIRLFRIEND NOOO

user: bruh, did i just hear that right? were you fuckin stabbed?

user: ur kinda hot tho

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kenma furrowed his brows as he reluctantly walked up behind her, reading the comments with varying reactions

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user: well damn, hot bloody girl comes in and suddenly im lesbian

user: kenma looks so done

kuroo.tetsu: hi y/n ;)

user: HER NAME IS Y/N

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"jesus christ shut up, kuroo" kenma grumbled out with a sigh

"yup! yup! im y/n, and no, i am not a criminal. i swear." she shook her head

"i got an injury from my job, that's all." she cleared up

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user: tangina nyo sana ol

user: MSKAKAKKA

user: THIS IS LOWKEY ICONIC

user: time to scratch another gamer boy off my possible bf list 😔

user: girl wtf happened to u

user: that's wack bro 🚶‍♀️

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"great question, random person from the internet!" she beamed "see, what happened was.."

"i went on a certain mission and got severely injured. though, when i called for help nobody responded" she said

kenma furrowed his brows at her words. "why didn't anybody respond?" he asked. she sighed and fiddled with her torn bandages, pouting her lips as she does so.

"well, when i told them that i was finally on death's door, all they said to me was 'congratulations!' and all that.." she said "what's your take on that, hm?" she asked kenma

"im not surprised" he said

she grinned at his words and leaned in for a kiss. "you're so mean to me, kenma~" she whined

she licked her lips as she held his blushing face in her hands, she nuzzled their noses as she leaned in closer to him.

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kuroo.tetsu: oh shit 😳

user: we all know where this is heading ;)

user: sana ol talaga punyemas

user: AYO CHILL

user: why we goin so fuckin fasstttt 😳

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kenma hastily turned the camera off as soon as y/n's lips touched his.

"kitten, were still- hmph-"

he was only silenced as she slipped her tongue in his mouth, smirking lightly as she ran her fingers through his hair

"thanks babe." she said as she pulled away, giving him a soft peck on his cheek and a nod "anyways.." she hummed as she turned the camera on once again

she looked through the chat while kenma slaps his face to get rid of his blush.

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user: ur fuckin freaky

kuroo.tetsu: oya oya 😼😼

user: MS MAAM I JUST MET U AND I LOVE U ALREADY WJABSJSJJS

user: not me blushing chiiilllleeeeee 🏃‍♀️

user: KENMA IS FLUSTERED

kuroo.tetsu: kenma, i didnt expect this from u 😼

user: im so fucking JEALOUS GRR😡

user: girl r u bleeding rn 😃

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upon reading a certain comment, she subconsciously grazed her fingers against her bandaged wound. her eyes slightly widening as she felt a concerning amount of wetness seeping through

she glanced at kenma who was still calming himself down and inspected her wound

"oh my.." she muttered, though she couldn't help but let a smile slip through

so like any normal person would do, she simply ignored her bleeding wound and the fact that she was getting a bit lightheaded. haha <3

"anyways, let's answer some questions!" she beamed

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user: what's ur full name

user: what's ur job miss girl

user: are you possibly looking for a gf, because i am more

than willing to take the spot 🚶‍♀️

user: how did you meet??

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"alright, those are all very nice questions" she chuckled. kenma, who's now calmed down, sat down beside her to look at the chat.

"first, im l/n y/n" she mused "nice to meet ya"

"second im a detective! mhm, im cooler than your fathers"

"third, it depends, belladonna" she cooed as she sent the camera flirty smirk "are you perhaps willing to join me in a double suicide?"

"oh god.." kenma grumbled. he pouted at her and shook his head in disapproval. "don't flirt with random girls" he whined

"why not?"

"uh- because i am your beloved boyfriend, is that not good enough of a reason??"

"... anyways, we met at a cafe way back in high school" she said with a smile "also, i asked him to join me on a double suicide" she said

she was smiling and nodding as if it was the most normal thing in the world, all while kenma nods along

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user: wtf are u okay 🗿

kuroo.tetsu: teenage romance 🤩

user: cute ❤️

user: im concerned ❤️

user: ur a detective?? cool

user: LMAOO I'LL GO ON A DOUBLE SEWER SLIDE

WITH U MOMMY 😩😩😋

user: ^^ SAME 😩

user: CHOKE ME WITH THOSE BANDAGES MOMMAE 😩

user: u r still bleeding 🚶‍♀️

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kenma was simply glaring at the chat as more compliments and flirtatious comments came flowing in, all of which were directed to his girlfriend.

"this is why i didn't wanna let people know about you.." kenma grumbled

"aww, why not?" she asked with a playful pout

"people are flirting with you." he sighed "also, stop asking for my girlfriend's onlyfans! she doesn't even have one!" he snarled

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user: LMAOO CATBOY IS ANGRY 😩

user: y/n-senpai spit on me 😡😡

user: drop the onlyfans

user: chupapi munyanyo 😩

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"anyways, i'd hate to ruin the mood" she chimed in with a sluggish giggle "but im so wet kenma" she whined out

a menacing smirk was etched on her lips as kenma spluttered in response, a bright red hue covering his face almost instantly as he faced her with widened eyes

"y-y/n! why would you say that?!" he whisper shouted

"cuz i am" she whined out as she grabbed his hand and trailed it down her abdomen

she faced the camera and gave them a shit-eating grin as kenma mumbled out incoherent words

"y/n we should-" he cut himself off as he felt the concerning amount of blood drip down his whole arm

kenma's face paled as he looked up to see her smiling like a kid in a candy store, completely unbothered.

"y/n, you idiot! why didn't you tell me!" kenma exclaimed

"um- my girlfriend is bleeding. excessively. so uh- bye i guess" it was all he said before hastily ending his stream and turning off his computer.

"y/n, let's get you to a hospital" he said as he reached down to carry her away. though she simply slapped his hands off and closed her eyes.

"nope. this is my time, kenma. don't ruin it for me" she said

"you're fucking dying!!"

"well, would you like to join me?"

"no"

"damn." she muttered in response

"so...wanna fuck?" she asked sheepishly

"for the love of god-"

this was so messy :/

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adventures-in-drabbling · 7 years

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Lacewoodshipping Week Day 1: Beach Trip

so I haven’t done any kind of writing outside of the academic variety since I last posted on here, which was... December last year. so a good 8 months ago. As such, I apologise for the quality of this lmfaooo. Also, it turned into less beach trip, and more... ‘vaguely beach related’ lmao

EDIT: I forgot to say!! but I wanted to thank @monsycamour for coming up with the idea for a lacewood week!! It was exactly what I needed to get out of the fic writing slump i found myself in! <3 <3 <3

“…”

“… Serena?”

“Augustine…”

“What’s wrong?”

“Are you serious?”

“Serena, I don’t-“

“What,” Serena began, her voice hitching in half amusement, half hysteria as she soaked in the sight before her. “Are you wearing?!”

It had to be a joke. He had to be pulling a prank.

He can’t honestly intend to go to the beach dressed like that. He knew she hadn’t seen him outside of his usual lab coat ensemble…

But…

He wasn’t laughing. In fact, his usual grin was nowhere to be seen, instead replaced by genuine confusion.

Serena could feel her gut sinking.

He was serious.

Augustine Sycamore, renowned across Kalos and beyond for his charm, style, and general allure – was an absolute fashion disaster.

Orange shirt, turquoise jacket (Jacket, Augustine? It’s Summer), cropped beige pants, and a dusky blue sunhat.

“You’re serious?”

She had to make sure. Maybe he had suddenly developed Kalos’ best poker face, and was about to burst into laughter at the absolutely horrified look on her face, and tell her it’s all a joke.

But…

But he was looking down at his clothes, brows furrowed in confusion. Genuine confusion.

“I don’t see what’s so ba-“ he began, but was cut off by a thump as Serena dropped the picnic basket she had been clutching, and clamped her hand hard across his mouth.

“Nope. I’m going to pretend you weren’t about to say what I think you were going to say,” Serena ground out, spinning him around and marching the pair right back into his room and forcing him down to perch at the edge of the bed. “Stay there,” she instructed, mouth a thin line as she turned to face his wardrobe. “And don’t speak. You are not wearing that to the beach Augustine. I need to see something. You must have something else you can wear.”

Clutching the handle, Serena took a moment to compose herself - surely it wasn’t all as bad as the disaster on the bed behind her – before yanking the door open.

… and finally allowing the bubbling hysterics to overtake her as she came face to face with an absurd amount of purple shirts, black formal pants, and white lab coats. Neatly lined along the ground were half a dozen identical pairs of loafers, each with a pair of bright orange socks laid neatly on top.

“Augustine,” Serena absolutely wheezed at the man between peals of laughter, clutching at her middle and leaning heavily against the wardrobe to stop her from outright sinking to the ground. “What in the name of Arceus is this?”

Augustine, to his merit, just looked mostly bemused at the scene before him, though his mouth began to quirk at the edge as he replied. “Serena… Correct me if I’m wrong but I believe you of all people should know the function of a wardrobe?”

“Augustine Sycamore you are going to end up a single man-“ Serena managed in a single breath before dissolving into giggles once more. “You’re Kalosian! I thought you were supposed to be some kind of fashion icon?”

At that Augustine began to laugh alongside her, abandoning the hat on the bed before standing to slip an arm of support around the hysterical girl half-inside his wardrobe.

“Now where you got that idea I don’t know.” He gestured at the neatly paired socks and shoes. “Orange socks, Serena.”

Tears rolled their way down Serena’s cheeks, her face flushed a delightful shade of pink as she tried to take deep breaths to calm herself. “Augustine. You are ridiculous.”

“Ah, but you are stuck with me unfortunately,” he declared happily, grinning down at Serena even as she laughed at his expense. Serena peered back up at him, eyes wet with tears of mirth, mouth stretched wide, and face flushed. A beat of silence passed between them before Sycamore spoke once more, his voice hushed. “Tu es belle.”

It took a moment for Serena to translate, her grip on Kalosian still mediocre at best, but her cheeks darkened further as his words struck her.

“Well,” she replied, rolling up onto the balls of her feet to press her forehead against his and curling her fingers into his hair. “At least you still have your charm.” A chaste kiss, before she pulled back with a despondent sigh as the ludicrous collection of lab coats caught her eye once more.

“You are coming shopping with me, Augustine. For clothes. That aren’t this,” she freed one of her hands from his hair to gesture at the contents of the wardrobe. “Or… that.” She waved vaguely at his current clothing choice.

“But the beach-“ Sycamore began to protest, but Serena shook her head.

“-will be sunny again at some point. Like in a couple of days. And we will be the best dressed couple there, but that won’t happen when you still have these on you.” She tugged at the atrocious orange shirt and bright blue jacket. “They need to be burned. Get them off.”

Sycamore raised an eyebrow at the instruction. “Serena?”

“Yes?” she replied sweetly, grinning up at him whilst slipping her hands under the jacket to push it off his shoulders.

“What are you…?”

“I am going to burn these. I’d rather not burn you in the process, so you need to take them off.” Augustine watched in amusement as she yanked the jacket down his arms and let it fall to the floor, hooking it on her toe and flicking it out through the doorway and into the lounge. “Tomorrow we will go shopping,” she continued, slipping her hands under the orange shirt and untucking it roughly, ignoring Augustine’s shiver. “And the day after we will go to the beach.

“For now, however,” Serena stopped in her mission of stripping her boyfriend of his abysmal fashion choices to stare up at him challengingly. “We have nowhere to go, and you have the whole day off from the lab.”

“I believe,” Augustine replied, his eyes matching the heat in her gaze. “I understand where you’re going with this.” Serena’s smile widened, deft fingers unbuttoning the garment in a fraction of the time it had taken Augustine to do it up, and it soon followed the jacket out of the door.

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“Serena!” Shauna’s voice rang across the beach. “Come join us!”

Serena peered over her shoulder at her friend stood waist-deep in the ocean water, and held two fingers up. Shauna nodded with a grin, turning to swim out to the rest of their group.

Serena schooled her features back into unimpressed neutrality, surveying her boyfriend as he shifted uncomfortably in front of her.

“Augustine…”

“Serena, sun protection advice says-“

“I can’t believe you saved that damned hat.”

#lacewoodshipping #professor sycamore #augustine sycamore #trainer serena

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