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kunikinnie · 1 year

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a/n: an old trend but I wanted to do this for these three anyway HAHA I think culture plays a big part in this so I tried to reflect it... sort of

not saying I love you back as a prank

featuring: Fukuzawa, Mori, Fitzgerald x GN!Reader

Fukuzawa Yukichi

It's rare for him to say it so when he does, it's either in a serious or thoughtful mood. Usually you're huddled next to each other when he whispers it to you.

So when you only thank him in reply, he doesn't notice it at first until he finally sensed a disturbance in the force.

"Is something wrong?"

"No," you answer plainly. "Why?"

He stiffens a bit and you try your best to maintain your composure. You could literally hear the rapid grinding of the gears in his head.

"It's just you usually... hmm, what do you call it..."

The truth is, there was a time in the beginning of your relationship when he didn't return your I love you's (he's just awkward like that), and now that this is the first time you didn't return his (and frankly he didn't expect to be that affected by it), he wasn't sure how to convey these thoughts to you. Saying "I want to hear you say 'I love you too'" out loud was simply beyond his capabilities.

He doesn't continue and only tightens his embrace. All his anxieties suddenly rush to him - did he finally break the final straw somehow? Did he do something again? Or was this a sign that you just... you just didn't want to-

"I'm sorry," he finally says, although it was barely audible.

"Hmm? Why?"

"I'm sorry," he says once more. "For all my shortcomings, if I did something to hurt you... forgive me. I love you so much, Y/N."

Here's another fact of the day: you've pranked him several times in the past, and at each and every instance you always ended up feeling guilty - this one was no different. Why you never learned, no one would ever know.

"I-I love you too, Yukichi," you said as you gently pushed away his bangs to place a soft kiss on his forehead. "I should be the one apologzing. It was- I just wanted to see how you'd react- I'm so sorry I should have been more sensitive."

He stared at you blankly in confusion during the whole apology. Was this another prank of yours?

Once it all settled in his head, his body finally relaxed through a relieved and exasperated sigh. Thank God it was nothing serious, but still...

"Please don't do this again, Y/N. Please." What would he ever do with you?

Mori Ougai

He's not one to drop the L-word often either. It usually occurs during or after a period when you're physically separated.

This time, he called to check on how you're doing. Was your day alright? Did you need anything? Good. It seemed you were doing well.

"Alright then. Good night, I love you."

"Good night too."

You deliberately left the line on to see if he noticed, and to your surprise (or expectation) he did.

"...Good night, I. love. you," he repeated with emphasis on the last three words. His tone hardened, annoyance apparent.

"Yes, I heard you. Good night."

You had to pull the phone away from your face to avoid him hearing your stifled laughter.

"What do you think you're doing, Y/N?" His voice switched to his cold persona but you could still tell he was upset. "Do you think it's funny?"

"I'm not doing anything, darling. I promise it's just your imagination."

The line remains cold for a moment. You regretted not doing this in person now that you were left to only guess his facial expressions right then.

"Tell me, Y/N. My imagination tells me I should be worried about the future of our relationship."

"Oh, don't be so dramatic-"

"Really? I don't know if I am. I don't know what you're thinking if you don't tell me, Y/N."

"There's nothing to be worried about, I swear." You tried to reassure him - you had to. Things would go serious fast if he felt like it.

"Then say it."

At this point, there was no use in continuing this any further.

"I love you, Rintarou," you said as sweetly as possible. Hopefully he wasn't too offended by your little prank.

"Good." His usual cheer returned, thankfully. "Don't pull something like this again, okay, dear? It won't end well next time."

"I won't. Promise."

Francis Scott Fitzgerald

He says it before leaving for somewhere important. No, scratch that. He says it before leaving for anywhere. Period.

So you only saying "take care" registers quickly in his brain, preventing him from exiting the doorway entirely.

"I love you," he hollers again from the door, extending his back to make sure you heard him this time.

"Take care!" You say again with no change in tone.

He's suspicious but he's not exactly as worried as the previous two, being the most secure in terms of your relationship. Still, he walks back to where you were and repeats himself.

"I love you, Y/N."

"I know. You should go now or you'll be late-"

"I'm not leaving until this is matter is resolved," he says with an official yet melodramatic air. "This is very important."

You chuckle, pretending not to know what's going on. "What's important?"

"Your reciprocation of love, of course. You're more important than any sort of business - you know that."

You'd be lying if you didn't like hearing that from him. He was quite verbal (and even physical at times) with his affection, but it never hurts to be affirmed either way.

"So, what's bothering you? Tell me what you want - are you bored with the house? Is the new cook not up to your tastes? Feeling lonely recently? Something else?"

"It's nothing, really."

"Nothing?" He asks, shock completely taking over his features. "Nothing is bothering you, yet you won't even say 'I love you' back to your husband who works day and night just to provide you the life you want?"

A few moments of tense silence pass as his blue eyes stare into yours. You've had many of these spontaneous staring contests to know that the first one to break the silence or eye contact was the loser. Today, it was you.

"...do I have to?"

"I'm staying here until you say it, Y/N."

With a sigh of resignation, you finally give in. "I love you, Francis, so please go now."

"There we go. See you later, then."

tagging: @menshusband (this is what I was talking about lol) @stygianoir

#bsd #fukuzawa yukichi #mori ougai #bsd francis fitzgerald #fukuzawa x reader #mori ougai x reader #bsd fitzgerald x reader

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fitzyshusband · 3 months

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I think everyone should appreciate the Fitzy Chickens (I spent too long editing this)

#bsd #bsd fitzgerald #bsd francis #the guild bsd #bungo stray dogs #bsd francis fitzgerald

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bsdw-ccraccs · 1 month

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part 1 -> part 2 -> part 3 -> part 4*

Borne back ceaselessly into the past

‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - -୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

Chapter 4

Song:

After Dark

‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - -୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

Outside of the agency, the sound of a helicopter coming down alerted everyone, and woke up Aeris. Yosano stood up as he sits up from the stiff bed, Jun’ichiro’s voice is heard from the hallway.

“You’ve all got to come see this!”

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TimeSkip

In the ADA

President's office

┗━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━┛

“How nice to finally meet you! President Fukuna.” The blond male, Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald, smiles towards the president of the ADA, a silver briefcase in between them, to guild members standing respectfully behind the Guild’s leader.

“Uhhh… Fuzuka??”

“Fukuzawa,” His deep voice corrects the American’s mispronunciation of his name, his eyes closed and arms crossed.

“That’s it!” the blond points, “Oh! We parked our chopper on a nearby highway. Was that alright?”

“What is it you want to discuss,” The president stays in the same position, the only movement being of his mouth as he speaks, “You've journeyed across the world to come here, speak your mind.”

Tea is placed near the silver briefcase, “My~ this is a rare specimen,” Fitzgerald grabs the tea cup in his hand, eyes curious, eyebrow raised, “I don’t recognize this style of porcelain, what is the brand of this set? Royal Blanc?”

He lifts the cup above his face, looking at it bottom to top, top to bottom. “Or perhaps, El Zelga.”

Naomi, standing behind the president’s couch, responds. “It’s from the ceramics store next door,” Fitzgerald takes a sip of the tea, before handing it over to one of the characters standing behind him.

“My apologies.. Please call me Francis old sport, I insist,” he looks up, a mischievous smile on his lips, “I’m the leader of the guild, we are headquartered in North America! I personally own three conglomerates, five hotels, an airline, a university-”

“Mr.Fitzgerald,” Fukuzawa cuts him off, the blond leans back, a slight pout on his lips, “I’ve received reports that you issued a bounty to encourage the Port Mafia to attack us…” Fukuzawa looks up, a strong glare staring back at Fitzgerald, “Are they true?”

Fitzgerald smiles “Ye-es, that was a big mistake on my part.”

“To think such a famed criminal group would be so incompetent,” The blonde leans forward, crossing his arms across his knees, winking at Fukuzawa, "To make amends, I bring you a business proposal.”

Outside of the office, both Yosano and Aeris wait to be able to speak to the president, though being able to listen in to the serious conversation between the guild leader and the agency president. The voice of the foreigner cuts in “You’ve got a nice little company here, and it’s in an attractive neighborhood, as such…”

The sound of a briefcase getting opened registered through their ears as the guild leader speaks. “I’d like to buy it from you.”

Yosano frowned, looking at Aeris who seemed quite unbothered. The teen boy was fiddling around with his new clothing, he especially seemed to like the warmth of the tan sleeveless sweater vest that Ranpo got for him.

“It’s not the building I’m interested in,” Fitzgerald’s voice broke Yosano out of her trance, her re-relaxed face becoming tight with frustration, “I want one thing.”

“And that is?” The gruff voice of the president responds.

“What do you think? I want your gifted business permit.”

Yosano huffed, shaking her head as Aeris shuffled the bottom of his face getting covered with his red scarf. The boy knew a bit about the guild, not much, but he at least knew something. The guild wanting the gifted business permit wasn’t expected at all, but understandable.

“Those fools are about the only ones you can’t buy with money,” Aeris can hear the male lean back again, “We are a secret society that officially doesn’t even exist.”

The male pauses before continuing his speech, “there’s something in the city that we want, we’d rather not rile the ministry while we look for it. Your permit will allow us t-”

“I refuse,” The president cuts him off, the answer was to be expected for someone like him, but Yosano sighs in relief. Aeris stares at her from under his eyelashes, did she really think that the president of the armed detective agency would sell his permit?

‘Aren’t permits really hard to get?’ Aeris looks to the side, facing the door, his lips pouting from under his scarf as he huffs.

Listening back in, he slides down the wall and sits down, the amount of waiting is making him tired. He hasn’t been able to stand or walk, doctor’s orders, for a day or so, and that track meet from a few days ago is still making his legs wobble more than a plate of pudding being held by someone with Parkinson's disease.

“Very well then…” the soft sound of something being taken off and placed down was heard, “It’s a limited edition model, made to order with pink diamonds.” The man’s smile could be heard through the door.

“I’m afraid there’s no amount of money you could offer that would entice me to give up our permit,” Fukuzawa responds, “it is a symbol of hope, not just for our members but also for that of Master Natsume, without whom this agency would not exist.”

‘Master Natsume? That name sounds familiar… was it from the agency’s book. I remember reading something about him, but I’ll have to look for it for sure…’ Aeris sighs softly, ‘Can their conversation end soon? I’m getting tired of looking around at the same things on the wall, and taking the time to take the doctor’s appearance would be too weird…’ he looks up at the female, the metal butterfly hair pin taking his attention before he shook his head.

“What kid?” Yosano looks at him, her voice coming out soft but with a slight intent to scare. Her arms were folded and she was leaning back on the wall. She had been like that for a while.

“Oh, sorry… I just like your hair pin,” he points at the left side of his head, “it’s a great contrast compared to the rest of your clothing in my opinion.” The doctor smiles and nods, bringing her hand up to her pin.

‘It seems like she’s quite sentimental about it…’

“If your employees vanished, I’d make a bet your little agency would cease to function, and by then it would be too late to change your mind,” The American’s voice brough Aeris back to the serious conversation happening inside of the office.

Aeris stands up from the floor, cleaning the back of his pants off with one of his hands as he hears the closing of the briefcase. Kenji had been silently standing in the corner, Aeris hadn’t noticed that until a feminine voice cut through after two claps.

“Escort our guests out Kenji,” A smile appeared on the farmer boy’s face as he turned towards the door. “Understood!” the boy smiles as he opens the door.

“This way please!”

“I’ll leave a message for you in tomorrow's paper,” Aeris stares at the open door, the Americans coming to view from his spot in the hallway. He stands respectfully, not wanting to make a bad image of himself in the eyes of foreigners that have much more power than he does both economically and socially.

The taller blond turns his head, his blue eyes creepily becoming bigger as he smiles at the boss.

“Consider it carefully, you old sport. I always get what I’m after.”

Aeris glares at the floor before relaxing his face as Kenji and the guests walk past him. ‘Bad vibes coming from them, they’re going to do something not good at all…’

The girl with red hair, tied into two braids looks at him as he closes his eyes and bows his head down in respect. She huffs in pleasure before looking forward and walking away.

Yosano and Aeris wait a second, listening for the ‘Ding~’ of the elevator before breathing out a sigh and walking over to the entrance of the office.

Yosano knocks on the door as Aeris looks behind him again.

“Come on in,” The president’s voice sends a wave of comfort into Aeris’s body as Yosano opens the door and enters, the boy walking in right behind her before bowing towards the president of the agency.

“Yosano, and Dahl Aeris,” Fukuzawa nods, his face keeping a serious look to it, but his eyes changed instantly when they both entered.

“Please, sir, call me Aeris, I’m much more comfortable with that.”

“Yes, I thought so, Ranpo had told me about that.” Fukuzawa signs for the boy to sit down in front of him, “Please, sit boy, I apologize for making you both wait for so long.”

“It’s alright President,” Yosano stands behind Aeris.

There is a comfortable silence as Naomi comes by and sets some tea down in front of the young boy. “How are you feeling Aeris?” The older male asks, “You have been bedridden for a small while right?”

“Ah, umh, yes, I have. I’m feeling much better sir thanks to the close monitoring of Doctor Yosano, she’s been very polite to me and both Atsushi and Ranpo have been great company.” The boy nods before fully looking up, his natural droopy eyed look taking the president off guard. The black and pink haired boy had very mesmerizing though dull eyes, his smile being genuine but not reaching his eyes.

“I have a bad feeling of what is going to happen with the guild and us,” Aeris looks away, closing his eyes before looking at his reflection in the tea. Grabbing the cup, he takes a sip out of respect, straining to not make a face due to his small dislike to tea. He sets the tea down and smiles back at the President.

“Why is that boy?”

Changing the subject, the boy sits up straight. “I feel like Doctor Yosano has made a small explanation on my ability, and that Ranpo has deducted most of the information about my ability right?”

“Yes, they have. It’s called ‘Lamb to the Slaughter’, correct?”

Aeris nods.

“I believe it would be best if the Aeris joins the agency, his unique ability could help us a lot against the Port Mafia, and from what I can see, the Guild too,” Yosano speaks up, giving in a good word for the boy, “He also seems to know a lot about both of the groups, who knows what dirt we could get on them.”

Aeris’s eyes widened, seeing as the compliments of Yosano made him feel accomplished, maybe he could get a job here to finally be able to pay that nice landlord that let him stay in his parents house after the incident, and that nice lady that bought him groceries when he was too sad to go out, and a kid who would knock on his door with cards and games and his mom would come over to make sure he ate warm food and helped clean up his place.

The stinging of his eyes made him come back to reality as he looked up, avoiding crying in front of such a man. Would it consider him weak or too emotional to cry about people who helped him out when he was struggling?

The boy sighs before looking towards the president again, “I would love to join the agency, I would love to help this society be a safer place for the elderly, the middle aged, teens, and children alike.”

The president smiles at him before nodding, “It will take a while to officially join due to the amount of things happening at the moment, yes, I accept.”

Naomi smiles, Yosano places a hand on the boy's shoulder as he relaxes.

“Though,” Fukuzawa said, Aeris tensing up again. “You changed the topic when asked about the bad feeling you were talking about.”

Aeris sighs, closing his eyes. “Kenji was caught by the Guild.”

“What?”

“Yes, Lucy Montgomery, the girl with hair in braids. Her ability is called ‘Anne of Abyssal Red.’ Kenji was caught in her ability and is not able to get out, there’s no need to worry. I believe he is still safe.”

Fukuzawa huffs, “So it is starting.”

Aeris stands up, “I believe it is my time to leave, thank you for your time sir.” Bowing towards the older male, he straightens up and turns around, Yosano walking in front of him again.

‘I will do my best to keep this society safe, even if I have to break laws.’

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mamoru-chiba-ua · 1 year

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#anime fanart #bungou stray dogs #bsd #anime boy #bsd guild #bungo stray dogs #bsd fanart #bsd fitzgerald #zelda fitzgerald #bsd francis #bsd francis fitzgerald #bungou stray dogs atsushi #atsushi nakajima #bsd atsushi

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viiimancia · 1 year

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A RICH DEVIL FOR HALLOWEEN!

Yeah I couldn’t draw the rest of the guild... maybe I’ll share you some sketches this week, ‘cause I don’t want to lose that idea

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd francis fitzgerald #bsd fitzgerald #bsd guild #halloween #anime #fanart #art #drawing #sketch

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artybritney · 11 months

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yea fitz

#myart #digital art #bsd #bsd fanart #fanart #crossover #fnaf #bsd francis fitzgerald #fitz as markiplier basically #2023

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incorrect-bsd-quotes · 2 years

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Hawthorne: this is the blood of Christ! You can’t use it to ‘get wasted’ you need to use it when blessing something!

Francis: there’s money, there’s buildings, there’s the ocean, LET’S BLESS THEM ALL UNTIL WE CAN’T REMEMBER TONIGHT!!!

#bsd incorrect quotes #bsd hawthorne #bsd francis fitzgerald

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mariagalleriax · 7 months

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Man fucking Bungou Stray Dogs, how the FUCK am I supposed to explain the plot to anyone anymore.

"This broke ass twink finds out he's a tiger, gets semi-adopted/hired by a band of traumatized ability users (read a book to understand each one), BUT WAIT, there's an EVIL group of ability users with MORE traumatized bisexuals. Uh oh, tiger twink has a rival (they both have daddy issues), wait is that the AMERICANS PLANNING TO BOMB JAPAN WITH A FLYING WHALE??!! Here's the fucking thinker over here (read: Dazai[Ranpo]). Let's take ibuprofen together. Okay Mr. Fitzgerald is gone (not really, you can't get rid of him)- SHIT it's the RUSSIANS!! Who is that rat? It's FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY?! He's ALSO the thinker. NOOO grandpa soukoku don't die!! Shin Soukoku epic montage. Cool, we're safe- JUST KIDDING!! THERE'S A BOOK THAT RE-WRITES SHIT AND THE RAT HAS IT AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT! "and I, Lelouch Vi Britanni- I mean Fukuchi Ouchi, will nuke the earth using my vampire army with security clearance from the United Nations. I hope my ex-husband Suzaku Kururugi Fukuzawa Yukichi doesn't try to stop me!"

#bungou stray dogs #osamu dazai #atsushi nakajima #ryunosuke akutagawa #fukuchi ochi #fukuzawa yukichi #ranpo edogawa #fyodor dostoevsky #francis scott fitzgerald #chuuya nakahara #port mafia #armed detective agency #the guild bsd #bsd

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emomarktwain · 18 days

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Just random things I made:3 guild 4lifer

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sorcerersandskillusers · 8 months

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So I've been looking into some card meanings for BSD stuff, and I've noticed the four king cards perfectly fit the four leaders of the major gifted organisations:

Mori for the King of Spades, Dazai literally calls him the embodiment of logic in the manga, and despite what most people think, he is normally very fair to his subordinates.

This one is almost too on the nose, it literally describes Fitzgerald exactly

The king of clubs for Fukuchi, while it mostly fits for his persona as a hero it does fit if you remember that he is trying to fight for what he believes is justice

And finally the king of hearts for Fukuzawa, He stands apart from all the others as his only concern is the happiness and comfort of his children subordinates

I just love seeing how well these all fit, its very possible this is just a coincidence, but given Asagiri's track record i think it might be at least slightly intentional.

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dazaaaai · 1 year

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BUNGOU STRAY DOGS SEASON 4 PV. 2

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fitzyshusband · 3 months

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Sometimes, the Fitzgerald Chickens lurk near bodies of water.

Sometimes, they fall into these bodies of water.

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #the guild bsd #bsd francis #bsd fitzgerald #bsd francis fitzgerald

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baizhoobies · 1 year

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BSD Men and their Favourite Positions

A/N: OMG my first ever post on here ~ What better way to start off this blog than a little bit of smut with our favourite men? Cooked some of this up with a friend, I hope you enjoy! I ofc couldn’t fit every BSD character in here, depending if its what people want, I may do a part 2 dedicated to the Hunting Dogs, Mushitarō etc and maybe even a part 3 for various BSD women! So let me know if that’s something I should do next!

Warnings:, graphic descriptions of sex, mentions of kinks, 18+, minors dni

Reader is gender neutral with any genitalia !!

Including: Dazai, Atshushi, Kunikida, Ranpo, Fukuzawa, Chūya, Akutagawa, Tachihara, Francis Fitzgerald, Edgar Allen Poe, Nathaniel Hawthorne, Lovecraft, Fyodor, Nikolai, Sigma, Ango

𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐲

Dazai

I am not entirely sure what this position is called, but picture this: You are laying on your back, Dazai using his strong hands lifts you up by the waist, your legs are over his shoulders and he pulls you into him with a rough thrust. I feel like Dazai is stronger than he looks, so he uses his strength to his advantage, and he most certainly is rough with it. Expect him to man-handle you a lot, he has to have complete control over you - expect to ache the next day, along with some very pretty bruises where his fingers dug in. I’m sure this position has a name but my friend called it the ‘cervix/g spot destroyer 9000’ so we will go with that.

Atsushi

Our sweet Atsushi… oh yeah you are bent over doggy style, gnawing at your neck and shoulders as he pounds into you. He would probably cry a little, but only because he feels so good. Unlike Dazai, its not necessarily about control, but instincts for him. Being with you, he would absolutely go feral and his tiger senses just go crazy. He will have nothing on his mind except the thought of him pinning you down with his weight, cock buried deep inside and his mouth biting anywhere he can sink his teeth into.

Kunikida

I am absolutely biased and I will take liberty in saying that he would be quite partial to pinning you down into a mating press. It makes him feel in control, and of course that being in his ideals, will absolutely follow it to a tee. Its a position where you are able to get the best grunts out of him, as someone who isn’t super vocal (more huffing and panting), having him balls deep in you like this is sure to make him let out some involuntary moans. Also…it doesn’t matter what gender you are, he is getting you pregnant fr. Have you ever seen a man so fuck drunk? WELL YOU ARE ABOUT TO; he can only stay in control for so long until his senses overwrite everything. Not exactly his ideal, is it?

Ranpo

2 words…pillow princess. If you have a dick or a strap, he enjoys being pressed down into the bed, hips up and back arched whilst being hit from the back. He comes across as someone who would enjoy being with someone who could ‘outwit him’, and if that is you, he would willingly relinquish the control he feels that he has over people …to you. I personally believe he is a switch, but his favourite position? Any position where you fuck his brains out completely. Bonus points if you reach around and jerk him off at the same time, you will turn him into a moaning and whining mess.

Fukuzawa

As someone who comes across as traditional, I feel like missionary would be his most preferred position. Its comfortable, can be as slow or as fast as he (and you) feels - but what he likes the most is being able to see your face, the way it looks as you take him in and when you cum. If he isn’t looking at your eyes as he thrusts, he is most certainly resting his face in the nook of your neck, kissing your sensitive skin - you don’t complain, as someone who probably isn’t so vocal during sex, this is the best position to hear his low moans and praises on his lips as he comes undone. It’s also a very versatile position because he can be slow and romantic, full of love and praise, or after a stressful day, he can harshly rut into you with rough fingers digging into your hips.

𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚

Chūya

Never tell him that you’re a throat goat because he will go absolutely crazy. I mean CRAZY. He will have you laying on a table or a bed/couch if they are tall enough, your head hanging off the edge and your mouth open, taking him in completely. In this position he is able to fuck your throat mercilessly, noticing the bulge in your neck where his cock is buried; seeing it just inflates his ego and will jerk himself off using your throat for extra pressure/friction. If his hand isn’t around your neck, he will absolutely have one hand on your cock/cunt, playing with it for your own pleasure as he feels himself cumming down your throat.

Akutugawa

Also a missionary king, now it may seem ooc of him, but I feel like he would let his guard down with his significant other; like its a side only you get the privilege in seeing. Like he may have this tough exterior, but secretly he just wants to be held. So as much as he can be rough, he relishes in your warmth, your arms around him and pulling him into a hug; it makes him feel safe and secure. If your arms aren’t enveloping him, he will hold your hand, squeezing it as he enters you and when he cums. - Oh he definitely has a thing for holding your hand. Big meanie who is actually a softie!

Tachihara

The man relishes the thought and the feeling of having you sit on his face. You may feel like you are the one in control, but thats far from the truth. His grip is hard on your hips, pulling you further down onto his face, almost worryingly so; but don’t worry, the man knows what he’s doing. If he’s going to die by giving oral then that is a good way to die 🫡 Master tongue for real, like he prides himself. I BET he is the type of guy who gives his tongue a ‘work out’ just so he builds his durability for this very thing!! He won’t even think about cumming first without you cumming from his tongue; on second thought, he might even cum from eating you out alone, he just gets so in the moment…I better stop.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝

Francis Fitzgerald

Whew, okay this man wants you pinned against something, no matter the position; on his desk, against a wall, if its a hard surface, he wants you there. But in terms of favourite I would say against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist, strong hands gripping and supporting your ass as he plunges deep and hard into you. It would definitely be an ego thing for him, being able to support you and also wreck your shit at the same time. Please do praise him, as his already mentioned ego will inflate and I just know he would fuck you better with each compliment. Expect a very bruised back and aching legs after, he doesn’t intend on taking it easy with you.

Edgar Allen Poe

As hopeless romantic like myself, I feel like he would want to be as close to you as possible with also being able to see your face. As strange as it may sound, but Poe enjoys having you in the lotus position - this way, he is able to feel your entire body grind into him so lovingly. The both of you would sit on his bed, your legs crossed around each other and his cock buried warmly inside of you, here he feels safe and content (you just know he is whimpering into your ear). Its also a good position for you to take more control, I just know ya man is a sub at heart, so do please tell him that he’s a good boy and how much you love his voice, because it will only egg him on to be louder.

Nathaniel Hawthorne

As a man of god, you will probably (definitely) be married to him to get anywhere near him sexually. But when you are married, rest assured that he will want to ravish you. He comes across as someone who has a lot of repressed sexual feelings, therefore he’d want a position that can demonstrate his absolute DESIRE. Because I am feeling generous, I would say either the mating press or cow girl. The mating press for…obvious reasons… his big strong body holding you down with a distinct goal in mind? Oh yes. I would also say the cowgirl, mainly because he would enjoy seeing you come undone on his cock, pulling you down either by your hips or your arms, balls bouncing against your ass…that man has seen god and its you.

Lovecraft

This is a tricky one, I don’t think he would necessarily have a favourite position for his own pleasure, but he would probably take gratification in your pleasure. YOU KNOW he would put those tentacles to good use if you ask him. With this in mind, I picture you asking him to “fill your holes”, which he does, and makes sure to do it where he has full view of the show. If you want his cock specifically, he will have several tentacles wrap themselves around your torso, one forcing your head down, the others keeping your thighs apart and hips up for him to enter you from behind - so in short I suppose his favourite position with you would be doggy !

𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝

Fyodor

Thigh fucking, 100%. Something that doesn’t actually involve penetrative sex because of the whole,,,religion thing. Unless you were married, there will be no sex; aside from the loop holes. You are on your back, wearing the fanciest of underwear as Fyodor lifts up and presses your legs together, poking his hard cock through your soft flesh and thrusts. He will curse you out, call you a little temptress or seducer…when he cums it’ll never be inside, not that he hasn’t thought about it, he has. Each time you would do it he would get closer and closer to giving in. “You tempt me…” he’d whisper, there are very few people who could get him to question his faith, his morals…but you…you really are a little charmer, aren’t you?

Nikolai

I had a hard time deciding with Nikolai, but I honestly believe that he would be super into 69-ing. He would probably enjoy the fact that its the ‘sex’ number and make numerous jokes about it outside the bedroom. But INSIDE the bedroom is another matter. He would most likely prefer to be on top, it means that he has more power over you (and that you can’t escape him, not that you’d want to). He would be kind of sadistic too, pressing his cock further and further into your mouth, enjoying hearing the little gags and chokes as he essentially keeps you prisoner under his weight; he would never endanger you but…there is always an element of danger with him.

Sigma

Spooning, its something so intimate and personal to him, both fucking you and hugging you. He gives me the vibe that he just wants to be close to you, he’s clingy and a little possessive, so holding you in this position is heaven to him. You are laying on your side, one leg hooked over his arm, lifting it up so that he has the perfect angle to plunge deep into you. He is so loving when he does this, to him you might as well be made of glass. Expect a thousand kisses along your back and shoulder blades, a few little bites but not too rough, but enough to mark you. Sigma is also a whimperer and whiner, very vocal with it too (possibly even a crier if over-stimulated)

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Ango

Another very subby kinda guy, though definitely a switch in my mind, but I can elaborate in another post tee hee. I want to say his favourite is having you suck his cock. LIKE ofc he enjoys sex, but his favourite thing is seeing you servicing him on your knees, between his legs and swallowing every inch. He’s veryyyy sensitive on his tip, so even delicately kissing it before sucking him in will put him immediately on edge. He may try to establish dominance at first, but rest assured that will not last long. He will find it hard to compose himself, especially if you take every bit of him in your throat. His glasses will fog up, his face red and his fingers fumbling with your hair; awh look at him, you got him all flustered. Another man who whimpers, maybe even cry, but boy he sounds angelic whilst doing so.

A/N: ahhhh okay done!! I hope you enjoyed, I know I did. I fear that there are a few headcanons I’ve made and will have to elaborate on in the future. Like I am so going to dive into the Fyodor thigh fucking headcanon….lord have mercy I’m bout to bust. Alroighhtttt, till next time 🌸

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