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flametrashira · 1 month

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Ranpo Going Solo

Content Guidance: NSFW. Ranpo humping his mattress while he thinks about you. Reader is GN but Ranpo wants to be inside you (hole unspecified) Approx 900 words

Ranpo usually sleeps amazingly well after solving a case which takes him out of town for a few days. Just the simple comfort of being back in his own dorm, wrapped up in his cozy bed and surrounded by all his things is enough to lull him into a restful sleep.

But not tonight.

He rolls over with an exhausted groan and tries to push the thoughts of you out of his mind.

Ranpo isn't one to go around checking people out. Of course, he notices everyone and can catalog their basic description and distinguishing features with just a glance. Like the man on the train with a mole above his right eyebrow who was cheating on his wife. And the teenage girl who had chipped her nail polish on the railing as she'd hurried to the platform and was heading out to start her new life in the city with her cousin.

But then… there's you. And it’s so hard to stop looking at you.

You with your smile; his favorite smile of all. You and the magical way the golden light just before sunset illuminates the color of your eyes. You and your kind voice… your kind heart.

You make him feel important.

Oh, it isn't the same sort of importance that everyone else heaps onto him. You don't just compliment his detective skills and tell him he's valuable to the ADA. He knows he is. That kind of stuff is banal; whatever, yadda yadda.

But it's the way you make him feel important to you.

And now he can't sleep because he’s thinking about your face and the shape of your body, and how he'd love to see more of both.

You talk to him– actually talk to him– about things other than cases and mysteries. You ask about the level he just beat in his game, tell him about the book you just finished reading, ask him whether he'd like to walk with you to the bakery a few blocks away while he tells you things he never told anyone. You look at him like he’s the most handsome man in the world.

“Ugh.” He rolls over, attempting to lie on his belly, but there's an uncomfortable and annoying tingly pressure in his pelvis.

Great.

That.

He has an erection, and that makes him even grumpier because now he definitely won't sleep unless he does something.

His green eyes are half shut as he pouts and glares at nothing in particular. Being aroused is annoying. It's inconvenient and messy, and he'll have to get out of bed to clean up. But he knows himself well enough to know he'll sleep like a bear afterward… and, he supposes, it does feel good.

“Fine.”

With a frustrated “mmgh” he rocks his hips against the mattress, pushing his face into the pillow so he doesn't make too much noise. But he can never fully hold back the sounds that escape him when he rubs himself against the bed.

And of course it's you. You in his thoughts. The shape of your lips, the mental image of you beneath him instead of the mattress, the idea of rolling his hips against you and giving you pleasure.

“Mm… ‘m good…” he sighs as he quickens his pace.

Your hands on his body. Him inside you. Just the thought alone makes him ache.

His cock throbs, trapped between the soft mattress and his lower belly, and already making a mess. It leaks so much when he's excited; all slippery and sensitive. And the friction is good but not enough. He wants your hands on him so bad. Or god, your lips. He'd probably die if you did that to him.

His breaths shake as a deep twinge of pleasure rolls through his core, thinking about you licking the tip of his cock like a lollipop. To have you sucking and kissing it, tasting him, telling him how his cock is perfect. So good. So good.

He's close…

Closer… closer. His eyes screw tight, as he humps away. He cries out in desperation, bleating your name into his pillow as pleasure overwhelms him. Oh, how he wishes you were there to tell him how good he feels, to let him fill you up again and again.

And then it's too good. So good he almost forgets about the mess or that he might be heard. He can't hold back, mindless, desperate little moans escaping him, muffled by the pillow: “uh… ngh…hah… AH!”

There… he’s there…

He barely has the sense to reach down and grab his cock, stopping it from spurting all over the mattress.

A flood of sticky warmth covers his belly and his palm as he cums, whining your name, sucking his fingers, needing something in his mouth. He imagines they're yours.

And in the half-darkness he lies there panting, keeping his eyes closed just a little longer to keep up the illusion that you're there, telling him he did so good, that your fingers are stroking through his hair right now and not his own. And after he’s cleaned up and settled back in bed, he’ll hold his pillow and pretend it’s you.

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edogawautism · 3 months

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father and son

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mncxbe · 12 days

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Hi! I just want to say that I love your writing so much aaaaah! I was wondering if you could do prompt 18 (They eat you out for the first time) with Ranpo -I just know he likes that-

I hope you have a wonderful day! Sending tons of love to you and your writing ♡

tysm nonnie and sorry it took me so long to answer. i hope you like it and i wish you the best weekend🩷

18 — They eat you out for the first time

ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑𝒄𝒘: barely proofread, head (fem! receiving), pet names: sugar, baby, sweetie

"Please, sugar, you promised me you'd let me do it" whined your boyfriend, his lips pursing in a desperate pout.

Your relationship with Ada's greatest detective was quite fresh, so you were trying to discover each other, to build a deeper bond and intimacy. With that purpose in mind, Ranpo was adamant to give you head and after a few weeks of being subjected to his incessant pleas and puppy eyes, you actually caved in.

Within minutes, your boyfriend had you sprawled on the couch with your legs hooked over his shoulders as he buried his face between your thighs. He lapped at your cunt like a starved man, moaning against your puffy folds every time he felt you getting wetter.

"God, sweetie you taste so good, so fucking good." he said in a ragged voice, pressing a quick kiss to your inner thigh before returning to your clit and flicking it with the tip of his tongue.

Your hands instantly gripped his hair, pulling him closer to your needy cunt "P-please Ranpo there. Don't stop" you pleaded and he obeyed, his lips wrapping around your clit, gently sucking on it while his middle and ring finger found their way inside you.

" 's good like this baby? Want me to go faster?" he cooed, pumping his digits in and out of your dripping hole but you were too far gone to answer. The babbles you blurted out were covered by the squelching sounds your pussy made.

You've never been wetter in your entire life, your juices dripping onto the cushy fabric of the couch, staining it. Your mind got foggier, breath growing irregular as he pushed you to your high. Ranpo could tell you were close, a sly smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Wanna cum, sugar?"

You nodded frantically, pulling at his roots as the tight knot in your tummy snapped and your juices spilled on his tongue, making the man moan in pleasure. He gripped your thighs, pushing his tongue inside your cunt to lap up your sweet essence before licking a stripe all the way to your clit.

When you eventually looked down at him and saw the shit eating grin on his face you knew you were far from done–"So what do you say, sweetie?" asked your boyfriend "Ready for round two?"

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dazedazaii · 5 months

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hi! could i please request bathing with chuuya, dazai and ranpo (separately)? could be either fluff (but a little suggestive) or nsfw, it's up to u!!

bubbles and kisses ! — o. dazai, c. nakahara, e. ranpo

decided to write some aftercare stuff (๑>ᴗ<๑) hope this was alright, anon !

cw: gn reader, soft aftercare (slightly suggestive for dazai ..), fluff tehee, lmk if i missed anything

“close your eyes, ‘bella, don’t want the soap getting in your eyes.” dazai dumped a bucket of water on your head, warm and sudsy. you sat face to face with your lover, hands resting on your exposed thighs, littered with love marks and hickies. dazais bandaged were off his body, scars and marks all exposed; just for you.

“there we go .. look at you ! so pretty.” dazai couldn’t help but throw himself on your body, hugging your wet warm body and flooding your face with kisses.

”osamu, your gonna leave a mark again ..” you rolled your eyes, trying to push your lover off as he whined.

“but i wanna mark you ~! c’mon, just one more mark, please ?”

“is the water warm enough ?”

“it’s fine, chuuya. come on in ~!”

the bathroom was dimly lit as the lighters were lowered. slowly sitting on the large tub, chuuya sat in front of you, sighing as the hot water relaxed his tense muscles. flexing and rolling his well defined shoulders, the ginger tilted his head side to side before looking at you again.

“you alright ? not too sore ? i hope i wasn’t rough with you.” you shook your head, smiling dreamily at the sight.

“im alright.”

“promise ?”

”promise.”

a few moments of comfortable silence ran through the bathroom before chuuya scratched his head, bothered before moving his body closer to you, a hand on your chest and rubbing your soft nipple gently.

“let me wash your hair, and then i’ll cook you something. or we can get takeout. whatever you’d like.”

“aha ! i got you !”

“you cheated ! you got the water in my eyes …”

currently, you and ranpo were squirting water out of a few rubber ducks, attempting to aim for one another, laughing and yelping every now and then.

“nuh uh.”

“don’t nuh uh me, edogawa — ah !!”

water aimed for your face again as ranpo snickered, leaning in and kissing you on your wet, water dripping face.

“c’mon ! you gotta keep the worlds greatest detective entertained !”

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amamisa · 5 days

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SIXTY-FOUR EQUALS SIXTY-FIVE!

RANPO EDOGAWA ⋮ BUNGO STRAY DOGS

premise. ranpo loves to give you all sorts of little riddles, but this one might have you stumped the most out of all of them.

story notes! fem!reader. fluff! reader works as part of the ADA office staff. animated dividers by @/cafekitsune!

love, misa ‹3 if you know what the title is referencing, ily! also, reblogs, comments and interactions are vrie appreciated!

“. . . Pardon?”

Ranpo looks to you with a pointedly smug grin playing on his face, hands relaxedly folded behind his head as he leans back in the ADA office’s chair. It creaks beneath him as he plants his feet atop the mahogany desk and swivels around slowly, a sign that you should probably get the seat oiled soon.

“It’s simple, is it not?” He asks and you slowly shake your head no, mouth slightly agape when he starts to sigh, repeating his prior statement.

“Sixty-four equals sixty-five, and that’s that!”

You blink a few times, hoping that the information sinks in a little more inside of your beain just long enough that you can even begin to process whatever he means.

The words play back in your mind like an old VHS tape, abruptly coming to a halt when you can’t fall into a proper, conclusive or logical answer that would make sense in any normal situation.

“That’s . . . false,” you begin to argue, albeit a bit unsurely as you have no idea what to even say in the moment. Your mouth moves faster than your brain as you tell him the only logical thing you can think of.

“If sixty-four equalled sixty-five than it would be sixty-five and not sixty-four.”

Ranpo lets out a laugh, only telling you that “You’re wrong,” and for a second you look around the ADA office wondering if there were any cameras filming the two of you. You find that the other office clerks are merely seated at their own desks though, watching the spectacle between you and Ranpo go down, and a little amused at your bewilderment.

You’d think that for a man who is labelled as the greatest detective in all of Yokohama (and quite possibly the entire world once you took into account his inherent genius and lack of an ability), that much would make sende for someone like him.

Surely he couldn’t have said a more incorrect statement than that with such confidence in himself.

But no, of course not.

It’s Ranpo you’re dealing with, and he says a lot of odd little phrases and sayings just to mess with your head sometimes. It started since your first day with the ADA, it’s been years now and he’s still going too.

He doesn’t show any signs of stopping soon either.

(“You just look so funny with your face all scrunched up in thought!” He once told you after a particularly difficult riddle that had you stumped for hours on end until the end of the work day, afterwhich you realized the answer was unfathomably easy once he had revealed it to you.

Nobody else in the ADA could’ve gotten it though, so it saved you at least some of your dignity.)

You assume that this must be another one of those cryptic riddles he’s thrown your way, maybe a test to see if you’ve somehow managed to improve from last time. An inkling of hope swells inside your chest, hoping that today is the day you finally manage to answer correctly to one of Ranpo’s mysterious riddles.

Setting down the bowl of candies in your hands on his desk, you stand in thought for a moment, scouring your brain for anything that could relate to the riddle as Ranpo delightedly digs into the newfound treats, appearing blissful to the mental agony he loves to put you through sometimes.

The little dish clinks against his fingernails as he searches through the pile of sweets for his favourites at the bottom, the sound of the plastic unwrapping in tune with the beat of the ticking in your brain while you think over his words from earlier.

He gave no set up, no punch line, no nothing at all. There wasn’t any indistinguishable context to the riddle-like words that you could recall, it was only—

“Sixty-four equals sixty-five . . .” Ranpo hears you mutter underneath your breath, and his lips curl up in delight as he munches on a decadent chocolate truffle, filled with sticky caramel and generous bits of toffee.

The caramel sticks to his teeth, with the toffee clinging to the sides of his tongue and the roof of his mouth as he chews away at the treat, patiently watching while you continue to talk to yourself, still thinking over his words from earlier.

“Could it be a math riddle? No, that’s not possible though if we’re going by technical math terms and rules . . . Maybe something to do with physics? But how could anything simultaneously be sixty-four and sixty-five?”

Ranpo’s mischievous grin only continues to grow as you remain oblivious to his watchful eyes, and his gaze scans over your features, wordlessly taking in your appearance.

Your knitted brows, the way you subconsciously pout your lips whenever you’re in deep thought, your crossed arms, all while unknowingly talking to yourself as you piece together the clues.

Ranpo sees it all as clear as day. And he finds it unbelievably cute.

“Maybe it’s about hex codes from the colour wheel, since one colour can look different depending on the background it’s placed over. It could have less to do with the numbers themselves than the meaning or history behind them—”

“Are you done yet?” You’re brought back to reality by the sound of Ranpo’s voice interrupting your thoughts, head perking up as you’re met with the sight of his nougat stuffed cheeks. All puffed out and full of sugar as he holds back a laugh once he sees how quickly your face softened from it’s previously hardened features.

“You were taking forever to solve that one! And it’s really not that hard to begin with!”

“Speak for yourself,” you scoff, taking one of the chocolates from the bowl and unwrapping it for yourself. The plastic crinkles beneath your fingertips, you stuff the wrapper in your pocket before popping it into your mouth.

The caramel sauce encased in the hard chocolate shell explodes when you crunch down on it, a sweet little victory to make up for the quizzical hurdles you’re put through on a regular basis, courtesy of the man sitting right across from you.

“You’re Yokohama’s greatest detective, it’s obvious that these sorts of riddles come naturally to you,” you wholeheartedly confess, savouring the light cocoa and sweet, subtly coconut flavours that coat your tongue. “I’m not like you, Ranpo. Nobody in the ADA is, what takes us twelve weeks to solve you can answer in twelve seconds.”

“Awee, really?” He giggles, swiping more of the little candies from the bowl on his desk. He seems to have missed the original point entirely by now, as he motions for you to continue, “Go on, tell me more about how great I am!”

You resist the urge to roll your eyes at him, maybe you shouldn’t have gassed him up so much during your little acknowledgement speech. Though with the cases he’s solved in his repertoire, you really can’t argue against that title of his.

“No, you’ve had enough of that from Kunikida and Atsushi just this morning alone.”

A small pout graces Ranpo’s lips as you sigh, ignoring the kicked puppy eyes he gives you while walking back to your desk, continuing to mutter underneath your breath the same words that will probably leave you stumped for the next few days on end.

“Sixty-four equals sixty-five?”

Ranpo cranes his head as he eats away at the rest of his candy stash, watching you immediately turn to one of your co-workers from his own work space to ask them the same question Ranpo gave you, inquiring about any clues they might have as to the answer.

“No, there’s gotta be an answer,” he overhears when your colleague shrugs their shoulders, simply telling you that whatever Ranpo says is probably just a load of gibberish meant to mess with your mind.

“Just— just give me anything you can think of, okay? I’ll solve one of his riddles one day.”

The sight has Ranpo smiling behind the back of his hand, eyes crinkling at the corners with glowing cheeks when you sees you bring out one of your notepads from the desk drawer’s, clicking your pen as you begin to write down any guesses you might have to tell him later.

Truth be told, unlike the rest of the spontaneous mind games Ranpo pulls on you— this one has no actual meaningful answer. At least, not one that you’d understand at the moment if he were to tell you it’s solution.

But despite that looming factor always casting it’s dark shadow onto you, the thought of Ranpo giving you a riddle truly impossible to solve has never really crossed your mind.

Otherwise, you would very easily give up solving them after just a moment of contemplation.

Ranpo’s noticed though that you tend to wallow on them for days at a time unless he comes clean and tells you the answer in it’s entirety, letting his silly and easily misconstrued words stew inside your head during your lunch breaks and slow times at the ADA where you’ll maybe sometimes bound up to him excitedly with a guess as to what you think the answer is.

It’s charming how much thought you put into your solutions, and admittedly you’ve gotten quite close a few times to figuring them out all on your own. Ranpo’s always impressed with whatever you come up with, even if it’s outlandishly ridiculous or nowhere even close to the actual answer itself.

It’s really your explanations and logic behind them that he likes, with some of the ideas you bring up for splutions are those that he hasn’t even thought of beforehand until you ask him if they’re right.

(Sometimes he wants to cut your little game short and just give you the win for once if your guess is creative enough.

But where’s the fun in that?)

He’ll give you more of these up until the day you leave the ADA (though he hopes that’s not anytime soon) if it means he gets to see that delightful little confused but hopeful expression you make while deep in thought.

Your persistence in finding out the answer on your own until you’ve been truly worn out by him is also admirable.

Because while you’re always just a bit confused by all the different riddles, puzzles and play-on-words he hounds on you each day, he finds that you’ve yet to actually reject his proposal to solving them, never even considering walking away from his absurdity unlike with most people he knows if he asked them the same.

He prays it’ll stay that way too.

Otherwise, who else would he have to fawn over in secret?

Ranpo deduces that while you may be clever (anyone who works at the ADA is, it’s basically a requirement when working with ability users such as them), he’s always just a few steps ahead of you.

It’s not an insult towards you on his end in any way either. Your way of thinking is totally different from his own, but he reasons out that he can make arrangements to improving your logical deduction abilities once he finally figures out how to convey his feelings for you.

Properly, and not through a series of complex paradoxes and logic puzzles.

The most complex riddle of them all though that the ADA office staff asks themselves each day while witnessing the two of you has to be:

Whose logical reasoning is really being tested here again? Yours, or Ranpo’s?

The ADA believes that Ranpo should use less of his time giving you intrinsically methodical puzzles and focus more of his energy on realizing his blooming, lovesick crush.

works © amamisa 2024. no copying or stealing, please!

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karlpoesraccoon · 5 months

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hello. i hope you're doing well.

may i please request hcs of dazai, ranpo, yosano and chuuya with a reader who is always sleepy?

Hi! I'm doing well, thanks for asking, I hope you're doing well too! Thank you so much for requesting! :)

Dazai, Ranpo, Yosano and Chuuya with a reader who's always sleepy

-Dazai🦀-

He was amused when he first found out how sleepy you were.

It's now become his favourite thing to tease you about.

Despite his teasing though, he finds it absolutely adorable.

He'd occasionally draw on your face when you're sleeping.

He doesn't care how sleepy you are, he'd wake you up at random times and ask you to do a double suicide with him.

If you rested your head on his shoulder he'd be overly ecstatic and brag about it to Kunikida.

He doesn't go to sleep that easily, but if you asked him to cuddle you to sleep he'd tease you before agreeing to your request.

After you'd go to sleep he'd lay down next to you and read his 'complete guide to Suicide' book.

He'd probably go to sleep with you pretty quickly if you play with his hair though.

If you go to sleep midday he'd tease you about it when you wake up.

-Ranpo🍭-

He already knew how sleepy you were even before you guys were together, because of his deduction skills.

He still found it cute though.

Unlike Dazai however, he'd never admit it. He's too prideful to do that.

He'd wake you up at random times just to get a hug or a kiss.

He'd lay down next to you while you slept and eat snacks

You'd wake up to crumbs on the bed.

He'd like you to hug him while you went to sleep.

And if you hugged something else to sleep while he wasn't around, as soon as he saw he'd wake you up and act like what you just did put all of humanity at risk.

He'd act all salty afterwards, but just give him a hug or kiss and he'll be back to normal.

When you're too sleepy to pay attention to what's going on around you, he'd brag about you to the rest of the agency.

-Yosano💉-

When she first found out she just chuckled and smirked at you.

She doesn't mind it.

Whenever you're sleepy she'd brush your hair out of your face with her finger and put it behind your ear so she can see more of your face.

If you were around she wouldn't use the chainsaw in her treatments.

She'd make sure you're comfy when you're tired or are asleep.

Giving you extra pillows or blankets, a glass of water, etc.

Whenever you're sleepy she'd give you a peck on the cheek and a quick hug.

She's pretty respectful about it and tries to be quiet so you can go to sleep easier.

She doesn't mind if you hug a plushie to sleep instead of her though.

She might be a tiny bit jealous, but not a lot.

-Chuuya🍷-

He'd give you THE BEST stuff to help you sleep easier and I mean it.

Pillows, blankets you name it, you get it.

Goes out of his way to make sure you're comfortable.

He lets you rest your head on his shoulder.

When you're sleepy he'd twirl your hair around his finger and give you a kiss on the cheek.

30% chance you'll wake up to him talking really loudly about random stuff when he's drunk.

If you hugged a plushie to sleep he'd pretend he's cool with it but is actually super jealous.

He floats up to the ceiling and gives you silent treatment for a few minutes after you wake up from, going to sleep while hugging a plushie.

If somebody wakes you up or disturbs you while you're trying to sleep, lord have mercy on them.

Overall he's pretty chill about it. :)

-Note-

I'm SUPER happy to finally get my first headcanons posted! Sorry if this was kind of cringe, or if any of the headcanons were out of character. I'm hoping to learn on the way so please give me feedback. :)

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Have a wonderful day/night wherever you are, and take care of yourself!

-Requests Are Open-

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femache · 5 months

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ooooh theyre in trouuubleeeeee hehe

(w and w/o colour, i couldnt decide which one i like better)

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hopefully-helpful-daemon · 2 months

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Kunikida: What the hell were you thinking?

Ranpo: I heard releasing birds at a wedding is romantic!

Kunikida: You released OSTRICHES!

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strawbxrryanime · 8 days

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chocolate chip cookie dough - ranpo edogawa x male!reader

"You like it baby?~" Ranpo moaned as he gripped your hair, pulling it even more as he thrusts down your throat. He wants you to take it all, take it all down your throat and swallow every drop of his sweet cock that would hurt to thrust down, but he just can't help it despite your pain and tears. You gagged and gagged almost a hundred times already, but you just can't resist sucking. He was sweet, he tasted sweet, like chocolate chip cookie dough you'd eat off the bowl. Pure ecstasy.

The drive was getting high, Ranpo just kept thrusting, panting moans echo as your saliva sugarcoats his cock. His emerald-green eyes glaring at you, as he closes his eyes once again, he's close, he's thrusting harder down your throat and faster. "Aaah!~" Ranpo's screams constantly fill the room paired with your gagging moans as you swallow every last drop of his hot, creamy cum from his cock.

"Y/N~ You're so cute..." Ranpo smirks and smiles, he knows his way to win a boy's heart so easily, a boy like you was starstruck the moment he knows how to work you up. Even though with the constant snacking, he always cared for you within his lazy, hazy personality. Your asshole was too tight for his cock, but then again he kept thrusting. He was addicted, addicted to the feel of you, the feel inside you, the feel he constantly craves that no snack can ever hit.

You were an addiction, something Ranpo just can't get out of your mind. Something that he constantly craves day and night, you're somebody he loves, somebody he cares about, and somebody to satisfy his cravings. Ranpo craves you, and fulfills you. Fulfills you with every unearthly desire which is the heavenly thrusts Ranpo keeps cramming down your ass. Euphoria. A haven, all the favorite spots of you being dicked down to your very greatest.

"Fuck! Y/N!~ Such a fucking tight boy!~" Ranpo groans, as he chuckles a little while sloppily thrusting inside of your asshole, his cock being consumed inside of your walls as he just kept thrusting and going. His cock reaching its brink of pleasure, the friction against your walls was enough to start a fire between a match scraping against the box. "FUUUCK!~" Ranpo yelled out, his thrusts become so much more deeper, getting faster, faster, way too fast.

Your eyes rolled at back as your hair is pulled back once again. "HOW'S IT LIKE FUCKING WITH THE GREATEST DETECTIVE?~" Ranpo chanted with moans. Yes, the greatest detective was also behind your ass, fucking your ass within every might. And you don't regret not a single bit of it. "IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!~" You chant out loud, leading Ranpo to keep thrusting and pounding more inside you, faster and faster he goes, because knowing that his cock is the only cock you'll take, and that you're taking the cock of the greatest detective in all of the world turns him on deeply.

Ranpo's breaths get scrappier and scrappier, he's about to burst inside of you, bound to explode, getting dicked down by the greatest detective? Fuck, you were living the life. Your eyes kept on rolling as pounding sounds echo the bedroom as the bed creaks more and more within Ranpo's fast and hard poundings, leaving him to shake and moan out loud, twitching arms holding up your waist as your whole body trembles in shock.

Ranpo is deep, deeep into you know, going as fast as he can as he kept trembling, his load was building up. You'd known it came to this moment but you were just too caught up in the pleasure of his cock just hitting all the right spots that you can't stop gripping on his cock, your walls are automatically hanging on his cock and won't let go. "AAAAHHH!~" Ranpo let out one long and heavy moan as he bursts inside of your asshole, a load of cum washing inside you like the river that flows near the beach.

Ranpo had never felt this much pleasure in his life, you on top of him, bouncing on his cock as you both were stripped bare ever since you and him walked in the bedroom, it was a madness of euphoric pleasure. Ranpo would moan and groan as his screams echoed as it intertwined with yours, riding his cock further impaling yourself with complete pleasure, putting it down heavy, crushing his ballsack with such extreme lengths of pleasure as his cock submerged in your walls started to twitch. His whole body began to twitch, emerald-green eyes widening as you just kept bouncing faster and faster. "FUCKING LOVE YOU Y/N FUCK!~ GAH!~ I LOVE YOU!~ MY BOY!~" Ranpo would yell out, always labeling you as his and only his, the detective indeed found something worth valuable, and that was you, so you were on your A-game. Bouncing on his cock like crazy, riding him and grinding against his pelvis, circulating his cock inside your walls making him crosseyed.

"GAAAAHHHH!~" Ranpo screamed as you bounced even faster, his cock twitching, aching to explode. Until, you bounced one last final time, making sure it's heavy weight that you probably even crashed the bed frame while doing so, as Ranpo's whole body arched up and started to explode inside your asshole making you scream in pleasure, that same river feeling washing away your insides.

"I love you my sweet Y/N~" Ranpo would mutter. "My boy~" He whispered as he kissed your cheek.

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lirte · 1 year

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六ㅤ ๑ ㅤ𝗉𝗌𝗒𝖼𝗁𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗒𝗌𝗂𝗌? 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝖼𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀

𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 探偵 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾, 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈

𝗎𝗇𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗅 𝖺 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 犯罪的 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗂𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿.

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russic · 2 years

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Ranpo Edogawa Boyfriend Headcanons

Warning: 18+ Below Cut

Request:

Hey! I hope you are having a great day!

I don't know if anyone has asked before, but I was wondering if I can ask for headcanons of Ranpo Edogawa as a boyfriend? Btw, I wanted to say that you are one of my favorite writers on Tumblr and I just love reading the things you write! ♡

Whichever lovely person requested Ranpo, I wanted to thank you for your patience and kindness. Enjoy your headcanons. ♡

SFW

You’re too lucky: You have this “little” guy man, wrapped around your finger.

No, seriously. Ranpo’s in LOVE with you.

You met the sassy green-eyed detective when Kunikida encouraged you to join the Armed Detective Agency. Being assigned as Ranpo’s partner, you quickly became mesmerized by his “ability” to solve impossible crimes. When you expressed your admiration to Ranpo, he (cockily) replied, “I know.”

His heartless response nearly crushed your soul; however, when you utilized your ability to save him from death’s doorstep, courteous of Chuuya Nakahara, he discovered himself stranding with a bouquet of daisies on your doorstep.

He expressed, “No one’s ability ever impressed me; I often think my way out of things quickly, but I didn’t today. Though I have been nothing but mean and was never determined to put your safety first; you did me. Thus, it’s not your ability that impressed me, but your heart does.”

Good compliment, but it still hurt.

After his confession, Ranpo granted you permission to enter his “secret” snack locker.

Overtime, you noticed that you didn’t enter Ranpo’s locker for the free sweets, you simply enjoyed seeing the wide smile sticked to his face.

Asked you on a date via Candy Hearts on Valentine’s Day.

When you sat at your desk inside the ADA office after a long day, you looked down. On your desk, there was three candy hearts laid out that spelled:

You Me Date

From there, the rest is history:

Just kidding, when would I leave you hanging like that?

R.e.f.u.s.e.s to watch anything besides detective television series:

Ranpo’s favorite show is Scooby Doo. Once the guilty character appears on screen, Ranpo identifies them and begins explaining why they had the motive to commit a crime.

Asked you to dress up as Shaggy and Velma for Halloween.

Invited Atsushi to be Scooby Doo; he agreed.

Enjoys watching Buzzfeed Unsolved: True Crime

is ALWAYS snacking on popcorn when he’s watching television shows or movies.

As Ranpo is eating, he will stop chewing to comment upon what detectives are doing wrong. He will begin addressing them as “dummies,” “idiots,” and “goobers.”

As Ranpo gets angrier, he eats faster and rolls his eyes.

It’s kind of cute.

When Ranpo talks shit, ENCOURAGE him.

Though his comments can be rude; you cannot help but succumb to how A D O R A B L E Ranpo is when he’s frustrated.

“Can you believe that idiot? He couldn’t walk me home! Probably went to find another place to die. Well, good riddance.”

Lightly chuckling at his anger, you’ll respond, “Tell ‘um, babe.” “Fuck him.”

Filled with steam, Ranpo will say, “Yeah, fuck him!”

Gets F.U.R.I.O.U.S. when you put yourself in danger.

When you faced the Black Lizards alone, you returned beaten, bloodied, and battered. Despite refusing to leave your side or release your hand in the hospital, Ranpo REFUSED to TALK to YOU.

Since Ranpo has grown accustomed to your love, he doesn’t know what he would do without you. He HATES imagining the thought of you leaving him, even to something as uncontrollable as death.

Spell it with me: Ranpo is a S.P.O.I.L.E.D. B.R.A.T. and YOU instigate it.

You purchase Ranpo’s favorite sweets at the grocery store.

If Ranpo is tired, you ALWAYS allow him to lay his head on your lap as you play with his hair. Expect Ranpo to fall asleep quickly...

If Ranpo “requires” attention, he pretends to injure himself. He knows you’ll be running to comfort him within seconds.

Do not expect any public displays of affection. Only selective members of the ADA witness you holding hands once in a blue moon, but Ranpo enjoys keeping his relationship behind closed doors.

Doesn’t enjoy public dates - Ranpo prefers to stay bundled within the walls of your shared household.

Expect to bake a ton of sweets together, watch movies, cuddle, and plan picnics in your backyard.

Ranpo’s logic: Within the comfort of his own home, Ranpo doesn’t have to pretend to be someone else. He understands that you fell in love with him, not because he is the “perfect detective,” but your version of the “perfect man.”

The one time that Ranpo attempted to partake in a public date, he scheduled a cooking class. However, he quickly grew upset when he discovered the class concentrated on making actual food, not sweets or candy.

“This is a bunch of baloney, literally.”

Ranpo LOVES to go on long car rides.

Sorry, you’re driving.

You’ve developed a TERRIBLE habit of squeezing Ranpo’s cheeks in public.

Cue Ranpo glaring at you with the “are you serious” face.

P.E.T.N.A.M.E.S. G.A.L.O.R.E.

“Congratulations, cupcake! I’m so proud of you!”

“Thanks, sweetheart. Don’t forget to grab my icing at the store!”

Sometimes your relationship becomes strenuous because you’ll act like his mother:

You’ll wake Ranpo up to go to work in the morning.

He will ask you to do his laundry.

Begs you to make his plate when you cook dinner because he doesn’t want to get up from the couch.

Relies on you to clean the dishes.

A bit of a GASLIGHTER (but a playful version).

“It’s okay, baby. I’ll just walk by myself today.” Two seconds later you’ll hear him huff.

“You’re always at work. I could use some love! What does a guy have to do to get a kiss around here?”

“You’d be the prettiest woman in the world if you would come to bed.”

However, the benefits of being in love with Ranpo outweigh the costs:

His small romantic gestures make your heart GROW three sizes larger:

When Ranpo is walking to work with you, he picks random wildflowers, ties the bundle together with a string, and places them on your desk.

Composes tiny love letters and places them around the house for you to find.

“You’re the most beautiful woman in the world.”

“I thought you were always pretty cute... Sorry, forgot the ‘and.’”

Purchases items that remind him of you.

Purchases you gifts that remind him of himself.

“I got you this so you can always think of me no matter where you are!”

L.O.V.E.S. when you’re admired by society. Every person and their mother ADMIRES and ADORES you.

When you were being interviewed for capturing a wanted criminal, Ranpo was sitting (front-row seat) in the audience watching you with stars in his eyes.

In his head, he was shouting, “That’s my woman!”

Celebrates your success - When you complete a task for the ADA, you’ll arrive home to discover cupcakes waiting for you in the kitchen. When you look up from the counter, you’ll see Ranpo grinning with a handful of roses.

“I’M SO PROUD OF YOU, CUPCAKE!”

When you and Ranpo are not assigned to work together, Ranpo will arrive home, change into his fluffy pajamas, and gossip about his entire mission.

Usually, Ranpo will rant about the police. His stories always end in the sentence, “so I came in to save the day. Now everyone is fine, thanks to me.”

Yes, Ranpo; everyone is good, besides the man who was brutally murdered.

DEFENDS YOU AT ALL COST - If someone is talking about you, Ranpo never fails to stick up for you.

When Ranpo overheard Kunikida ranting about the way you chose to confront the Black Lizards, Ranpo’s sassy defensive attitude jumped into action:

“I’m starting to think you’re just jealous that she can beat all three of them, but you can’t even handle one person with a few bombs.”

Kunikida didn’t respond; he rolled his eyes and continued reading his emails.

Ranpo chuckled and muttered, “Thats what I thought. Keep their name out of your mouth.”

ALWAYS reminds you that you’re loved beyond words.

Ranpo knows you are living a difficult life. He acknowledges that you (like him) need to be reminded that you’re irreplaceable. Thus, he never fails to take your hand in his own, stare into your eyes, smile at you, and gently assure you,

“I hope you know you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you beyond words. Thank you for accepting me and loving me.”

NSFW

Let’s talk about this S.U.B.M.I.S.S.I.V.E. man:

I’m choosing to address this first - You took Ranpo’s virginity on the night he admitted he was madly in love with you.

After Ranpo’s first sexual experience, he became a fucking fiend... literally

Ranpo is a grower, not a shower. He’s not extremely large, but he is 6.5 inches. Though Ranpo doesn’t have the largest cock you’ve ever seen, he knows how to work it (that’s all that matters).

Have you ever heard of a pillow prince? Well, that’s Ranpo.

His favorite sex position is Cowgirl.

He despises doesn’t enjoy being on top.

Ranpo cannot determine which one he enjoys more; being praised or degraded. If I’m being honest; Ranpo is in the mood for any foul words that escape your lips when he’s horny.

“You’ve been such a good boy solving all of those cases today. Do you think I should give you a little reward for being so helpful?” You’ll whisper in Ranpo’s ear as you’re stroking a hand over his prominent erection.

“Do you enjoy fucking my pussy? You’re so fucking desperate for me, aren’t you?”

Enjoys the image of your beautiful body clad in skimpy lingerie; especially two-piece sets that are burgundy red, forest green, brown, or dark yellow.

Ranpo is a little perverted; especially when it comes to sniffing your panties.

You still fail to recognize how five or six pairs of your panties have gone missing.

L.O.V.E.S. when you tease him: Ranpo will whine like a little baby, but he enjoys being toyed with.

As Ranpo is sitting in front of your fully dressed figure clad in nothing but his underwear and wrinkled white button down, you’ll roughly grab his face and force him to look into your eyes. You will whisper, “Too bad you were a bad boy today. I was going to let you fuck me, but maybe I’ll suck your cock until you’re on the edge of cumming; then I’ll leave you to please yourself.”

ADORES being strapped to the bed as you order him around.

Ranpo’s BIGGEST weakness is having his arms and legs strapped to the headboard as you hover your pussy above his face.

“Oh baby, you’re so desperate for a taste; aren’t you?”

He’ll beg, “Please, sit on my face.”

Bonus points will be awarded if you don’t give the brat what he wants.

Let’s address the obvious: FOOD PLAY

If you strive to be in a relationship with Ranpo, you’ll need to incorporate candy in the bedroom. He enjoys using whipped cream, strawberries, cherries, caramel, and chocolate syrup.

As Ranpo decorates your prominent nipples with whipped cream, he stares at your body wondering, “I wonder if the whipped cream is sweeter here, or her pussy?” He’ll have to taste both to decide.

Ranpo LOVES replaying the time you dripped caramel syrup on your clit. He watches closely as he licks his lips ready to bury his tongue in you.

“I know you love dessert.” Ranpo immediately nodded and jumped between your legs. Before he could eat the sweet liquid off of your pussy, you grab onto his hair holding him back. As Ranpo whines, you chuckle at his eagerness

“Open wide,” you order. Ranpo smiled and showed you his tongue. Slowly, you guide him to your clit.

Order Ranpo to mark you: Ranpo willingly acknowledges that he’s not a dominant individual within the bedroom, but he LOVES when your body physically shows that you’re his.

Don’t get too lost: Ranpo a.d.o.r.e.s. when hickies decorate his neck, stomach, and hips as well.

Willingly buries his face in your pussy:

Lean against the wall and drape your leg over his shoulder as Ranpo is tongue-length deep in your pussy. Watching your juices drip down his face is a sight you’ll never forget.

Thoroughly enjoys when you run your hands through his hair to pull him further into your cunt.

“Oh God, you’re doing so good, baby.” You’ll moan as Ranpo drags in tongue over your clit. You tug his head closer indirectly ordering him to suck your pussy harder.

Suck Ranpo’s balls while you’re giving him a hand job.

Caught up in the fast motions of your hand and the vibration your chuckling on his balls, Ranpo cannot help but moan, “Thank you, y/n.”

BLINDFOLD HIM: Ranpo will let you do ANYTHING to him.

Don’t be afraid to have a powerful presence - Say: “If you lay a hand on your cock before I get home, you won’t touch me for a week.” - a.k.a MASTERBATION BAN

O.r.g.a.s.m. D.e.n.i.a.l.

I dare you to Tease Ranpo until he’s about to cum. Before he explodes, leave him.

Poor Baby...

Try tying Ranpo’s limbs together before denying his release.

R.I.M.J.O.B.S: Ranpo’s Weakness

Please Degrade him while you’re eating his ass. Don’t worry, your hurtful words only add to Ranpo’s pleasure.

Get’s D.R.U.N.K. on the feeling of your pussy pulsing on his cock.

As you’re riding him, lean down into his ear, halt your movements, and whisper, “beg me to continue.”

“Please, please, please. I’m in love with your pussy and the way you squeeze me. Please don’t stop.”

Cums in your mouth or on your breasts.

Ranpo also L.O.V.E.S being ordered to cum inside of your pussy with your consent.

Hardly ANY aftercare. I’m sorry, Ranpo will fall asleep immediately. He’s a tired little baby and he isn’t afraid to admit it.

Yes, he snores.

However, it is a requirement to cuddle after sex because Ranpo loves it. He enjoys being close to you and he needs reassurance that you’re not leaving after sharing such an intimate moment together.

“I can’t keep my eyes open,” Ranpo will whisper throwing his head back on the pillow.

“I know, baby. Go to sleep,” You’ll whisper as he begins snoring when his head falls on your shoulder.

Before Ranpo drifts off to sleep, he will look over into your eyes, smile, and whisper, “Sleep well, I love you.”

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flametrashira · 2 months

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imagine jealous Ranpo 🫣 he would turn so needy nghhh

WAAAAAA I need this immediately. My pouty baby boy. This turned out so much softer than I thought it would. I just want to take care of him!

Pairing: Ranpo x f!reader.

Content Guidance: NSFW. Jealous, needy Ranpo. Fingering. Cunnilingus. He cums from eating you out. Approx 1k words.

The Green-eyed Monster.

It really wasn't your fault. Ranpo knew just how easy Dazai found it to charm women. He'd lost count of the number of times the bandaged detective had gotten information out of ladies, disarming them with just with a little flirting, a smile, or a well-timed quip. He was smart, handsome, and devious, and so, when his heady gaze fell to you, Ranpo wasn't surprised at all by your reaction.

None of it was intentional. You couldn't control the way your face flushed when Dazai grinned at you, or how his jokes made you giggle. You couldn't help but feel flustered when he complimented your shoes and asked if you'd consider doing him the honor of stepping on his neck and cutting off his air supply. Of course you politely declined, but it didn't stop Ranpo from ruminating on it.

Solving crimes was nothing. Love... love was a much more vexing mystery.

He spent the rest of the morning battling with a constant weight in his chest and the nagging (and frankly annoying,) feeling that he needed to remind you that he loved you and you loved him. He needed to be touching you in some way just to feel like the world still had color; holding your hand beneath the meeting table during briefings, stealing you away for cuddles in the copier room. But no matter what he did, he couldn't shake that horrible ache.

So, a little while later, as you worked at your desk, Ranpo scooted his chair beside you and rested his chin on your shoulder. His pitiful pout reflected in your monitor screen, as well as the deep despondency in his eyes.

Bending your arm to affectionately pet his hair, you asked, "What's the matter?"

He couldn't put it into words. Not without sounding pathetic. So he simply let his face slide down until it was his forehead on your shoulder and his pout was hidden from you. And there you let him stay as you continued working, your keyboard keys clacking as his heart tore itself to shreds.

"You smell like caramel," you said after a while, your voice so gentle and tender.

Caramel... Soft. Sweet. Childish.

And what did Dazai smell like? Faded sandalwood cologne, whisky... manly things. Scents ladies found sexy.

Ranpo couldn't help but wonder if you subconsciously compared them that way too. Oh, you most assuredly loved Ranpo, but he still wondered if some part of you longed for Ranpo to be a little more Dazai.

It bothered him all day. He barely ate half of the dozen custard buns he brought for lunch and morosely nibbled on his Pocky on the walk home.

"Did something upset you today?" you asked finally when he sat picking at his dinner later that evening.

Ranpo simply sighed and leaned against you. "It's nothing."

"It's not nothing if it hurt you."

He knew you weren't going to drop it. You always bugged him until he told you what was going on every time he got upset.

Folding his arms over his chest, he huffed, frustrated that he even had to say it at all. "Fine. I'm worried you don't find me sexy."

"Ranpo..."

"I'm not tall and mysterious like Dazai. You don't laugh at my jokes-"

"You don't make jokes..."

He paused for a second, letting that sink in. "Huh..."

"And for the record, I find you incredibly sexy. Everything about you... the way you look, the way you are, your smile, your laugh, your voice... the way you've been clinging to me all day." You took his hand and led it under the table, beneath your skirt. "You want to know how sexy I find you?"

He did.

Ranpo's breath hitched as he pushed aside your underwear, finding your pussy so warm and slick to the touch there was absolutely no denying any of what you said.

"You see how wet you get me?"

"Uh-huh..." he breathed, barely able to string together a thought. God, you were soaked, and just from a little cuddling. His heart surged as you let out a breathy moan, your back arching from the way he was stroking your clit. He pressed hot, open mouthed kisses to your neck, relief tangling with desire. You were his. His.

He was on his knees between your thighs in an instant, not caring one bit if the desperate little whine which emerged from him as he tugged down your panties sounded pathetic. He needed you right now, and if he didn't get to taste you he'd go mad.

The taste of you always gave him twinges in his lower belly, and as he pressed his face to your pussy, he was so hard it felt like his cock was going to burst through his pants. He kissed your clit again and again, each kiss more heated and hungry than the last until you gasped his name. Oh, and how he loved the sound of that. All he wanted was to lick and suck on you, make you feel good. Nothing else mattered.

Your fingers running through his hair gave him tingles, the way you pushed your hips up against his mouth made him moan. Oh, you felt so good, you tasted so good. And you were his. His. His. His.

He moaned against your pussy as he came, his cock throbbing so hard inside his trousers it made him dizzy. And as he whined and mewled through it, you cradled the back of his head in your hand, grinding yourself against his lolling tongue, coming with him and gasping praises which made his thighs tremble.

"God, Ranpo, you're amazing. I love you so much."

"Yeah, I know," he sighed contentedly, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his head on your belly. "Doesn't take a genius detective to figure that out."

#bungo stray dogs ranpo #bsd ranpo #ranpo edogawa #ranpo x reader #bungou stray dogs ranpo #ranpo smut #ranpo bsd #ranpo x you #ranpo x y/n #ranpo #n.sfw //#n.sfw #bsd smut #bungo stray dogs smut #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs

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mncxbe · 4 months

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hi hi! could i maybe req bram (if u write for him), sigma and ranpo with a cuddly reader pls?

hi dear nonnie♡♡ sorry it took me so long to answer it's been quite a busy time for me. hope you like it^^

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𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒎, 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒑𝒐, 𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒎𝒂 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒎

sweet boy; he's not used to physical touch

the only human contact he had in a while was Fukuchi grabbing his collar and Aya carrying him around the airport like a backpack

so naturally, it takes him a while to get used to your affections

in time he grows fond of your sweet and clingy personality; Bram loves cuddling with you at night, falling asleep in your embrace

he's the little spoon most of the times♡

Spooning, I see. So what am I supposed to do? Just wrap my arms around you like this... this isn't as bad as I thought.

𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒑𝒐

the clingiest man in existence; he can't be with an s/o who doesn't love physical touch

ofc he's thrilled when you cuddle him

he likes it when you sit on his lap facing him, your laced with his hair, gently massaging his scalp while he works on cases, or when the two of you watch a movie in the evening, wrapped in each other's embrace i'd die for this

most of all tho, Ranpo loves waking up next to you, his arms wrapped snugly around your waist, sleepy face buried in your chest. he gets so pouty when you tell him you have to get out of bed

Sugar... just five more minutes please I want you to hold me~ What do you mean I gotta go to work? I'm the greatest detective in the world I can afford to be late to work.

𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒎𝒂

another shy baby

Sigma gets so flustered when you shower him with hugs and kisses. he has quite a low self esteem, always doubting his worth and the fact that you're so affectionate towards him means a lot. it's the best form of reassurance

he loves loves loves it when you walk by his side, snuggling his arm to your chest, or when you hug him from behind while he makes breakfast in the kitchen

not to mention that he's the type of lover who still has a crush on you even months after the two of you get together, so you always get that adorable reaction out of him when you cuddle

Y/N wait what are you~ aah wait but I just got out of the shower you can't just hug me like this. Damn you... I love you. // live Sigma reaction

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd x reader #bsd fluff #ranpo bsd #ranpo x reader #ranpo fluff #bungo stray dogs ranpo #sigma x reader #bsd sigma #sigma fluff #bram bsd #bram x reader #bungo stray dogs fluff

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neochamp · 1 year

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bro is smitten

HOGWARTS AU MY BELOVED

#does anyone have fic recommendations with them in the hogwarts setting #ranpoe #ranpo #poe #bungo stray dogs #bungo stray dogs ranpo #fanart #bsd #bsd ranpo #bsd poe #edgar allan poe

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sanest-bsd-delegate · 11 months

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hii! i was wondering if you could write a ranpo x reader where they both come to yosano/fukuzawa for advice on getting with the other and they have to watch painfully at how oblivious they are

Oblivious in love

Oneshot: No matter how smart they are, love makes them blind Ranpo x Reader Masterlist Please look at the request rules in masterlist before requesting. This oneshot melts me heart tysm for the request anon!! I think its the longest oneshot I have ever written

Yeah, you can call me lover boy They say I throw my heart around

“Yosanoooo I just love him” You sighed as you told your female friend about yet another day, as she shook her head in disapproval. “Stop throwing your heart at every boy you see now dear, last week you were obsessed with the boy you met at the bar” she commented, as she cleaned up her medical desk.

And you can be my lover girl I'll pick you up, drive you around

“This couldn't be” Ranpo stared at the mirror in denial while he held it out in front of him, as Atsushi came behind him to ask “Are you okay Ranpo-kun?”

Ranpo could only nod. He was thinking about Y/N, while staring at his face. He was thinking how good it would be that she was kissing his forehead, hugging him and being in his arms with him.

I'll show you how to fall in love We'll be the talk of all the town Now everybody wants to be like us They're getting jealous, feel it now

“....And I guess that's why i like him” you commented as you screamed at your pillow, while Yosano handed you the juice she made. “Y/N, your crush on him is going out of hand”

“But, I just need one chance, I’ll make sure he feels love. He is so UGh, I’ll even make sure he doesnt get diabetes….Yosano this is unhealthy isn't it?”

Yosano just hummed as a response, sipping her drink before commenting “It's fun to watch grown up act like teenagers”

“HEY! AM SAME AGE AS YOU”

Oh, wow Kill the lights

Yosano was just fed up. Her seniors were lovestruck. and of all, both of them were in love.

“YOSANO!!!” You whispered loudly, “He was looking at MY DIRECTION”

“Oh boy” Yosano was pretty sure she would age to death before anyone could.

Oh, baby, close your eyes The way you're looking at me You've got me mesmerized

“Yo-sa-no” Ranpo pocked Yosano’s cheek as they were sitting in the train, returning back from the mission they were assigned.

‘“What is it, lover boy?” Yosano commented, clearly looking bored, “Stop poking me”

“Lover boy?”

“It doesn't take a great mind to figure it out you know”

“You got me Yosano-san!” Ranpo laughed, as he removed his cap from his head. Yosano watched him playing with his cap.

“Seems like it's a secret between us now Yosano-san, I really like her you know?”

“Is it so? Tell me about it more, we got the whole day, it's going to be worth travelling”

Something I can't escape Feel like I'm lost in space You've got that good loving Girl, if you leave me I might throw my heart away

“You need to talk about it to him Y/N! Am pretty sure everyone in the agency have figured about your little crush” Yosano spoke, pushing you towards the door of the agency, “Just go inside, its not like you can't keep up a normal convo”

“I can keep up the convo! But it wouldn't be the same as before, I like him now”

“Dear, you liked him before too”

“Yeah but it was Platonically!”

“To bad” And with that Yosano opened the door and pushed Y/N inside, and it was Y/N’s luck that she bumped into the one and only

Ranpo Edogawa

You know my heart can't take the break Nothing will ever be the same We'll meet again some other day Oh, yeah It's such a shame

Ranpo was casually sitting in the newly found office as Yosano and Kunikida seemed to be working on a document. Unexpectedly, the agency door opened to reveal Fukuzawa and another girl. “Please Welcome, L/N Y/N, she is an ability user who will be aiding us with our agency” The girl nervously waved at three of them, before looking around the office to get used to it. Kunikida, being idealistic he is, went off to introduce everyone in the office. “Hello, My name is Kunikida Doppo”

“My named is Yosano Akiro and this is”

“The world’s greatest detective to ever exist! Ranpo Edogawa!” Ranpo spoke, loud enough to make the newcomer take back a few steps.

“As you know….My name is L/N Y/N, But i wouldn't mind you all calling me Y/N”

Somehow the love came to an end You've started talking to a tool

“Ranpo! Oh sorry I didn't see you here” You spoke immediately, as you awkwardly scorched your head to pick up the candy packed Ranpo dropped because of you bumping.

“It's fine Y/N!” Ranpo immediately responded, before looking up to see Yosano smiling innocently. His hands immediately went towards the candy pack, to which by his luck, touched Y/N’s hand which seemed to touch the same candy packet.

Quickly withdrawing, you both cleared up the mess before someone from behind spoke, “Y/N can you please bring me bandages? It seems that I have a shortage of it " another shouted "Bring me some Cheesecake too!”. And in no time, you were given a list to shop for the agency.

“Oh can you please bring back some chip packets for me?” Ranpo piped in, and as soon as he said that Yosano said, “Ranpo! Why don't you go with Y/N and help her out, it would be helpful, plus you can buy bakery stuff together”

Ranpo and Y/N both glared at her, indicating to shut her mouth, unaware the other one was sending the same message to her as well.

“No No, its fine I can-”

Yosano pushed both of them out of the door, and closed it behind them “HEY! I WASNT FINISHED”

You're telling lies to all your friends But you know damn well it should be me But I'm moving on, doing my best Now everybody whispers things 'bout us

“Say Y/N who was the one you were having difficulty talking with? Ranpo asked, as he ate his chip he carried all the way.

“No one you should get familiar with Ranpo!” You said, nervously as you walked beside him hoping he didn't figure it out.

“Humm, is it a crush perhaps?” Ranpo enquired to which Y/N almost lost her breath.

“Crush? Pfff no…” “You are bad at lying, you know?”

“You tell me Ranpo, you're 26 and still single?”

“Hey!” Ranpo said pounding, throwing the chips packet in the dustbin nearby and throwing his arms in protest “Says the one who is also going to turn 26 soon”

“Sorry Sorry” Y/N laughed hands up in defeat, as they reached the store to buy stuff.

You're hearing voices in your head Can't forget Kill the lights Oh, baby, close your eyes The way you're looking at me

Ranpo looked at Y/N, Who seemed to be laughing at the drawing created by Dazai. It was a drawing of Dazai himself drowning in water, but it more of looked like Dazai was falling from the sky with wings instead of arms.

Her voice, and her smile amused him, no one ever made him this lovestruck. Everything around him reminded him of her. He would look at the plant near his chair, it would remind him the time she instead to keep that plant and make it grow because ‘Ranpo needs to be responsible’

Unexpectedly, You turn around to see Ranpo staring at you, intensely as if he was reading you. Did he think you had a crush on Dazai? No, you were pretty sure Ranpo could never go wrong then, Did he figured it out?

You've got me mesmerized Something I can't escape Feel like I'm lost in space You've got that good loving

“Here” You commented, passing on the pastry packet you bought for him and yourself to eat. He looks at it and without a thought hugs you making you almost fall on the ground. You could do nothing but blush at the sudden gesture from him, your crush

“Thanks Y/N!” He practically shouted, “Your welcome, we should go back to the agency, its getting late”

Girl, if you leave me I might throw my heart away You know my heart can't take the break Nothing will ever be the same We'll meet again some other day

“Oh look lovermates are back” Dazai commented looking at you two holding hands, Ranpo didn't seem to listen to him, but you on the other hand, “HEY! We just went shopping for you people” before removing your hand from his, realizing and regretting making that move. His hands were warm and you missed his warmth.

“Sure”

“Y/N if you can please help me out,” Dazai says as if held you hand, getting on his knees, “Are you willing to commit double suicide with me?”

Kunikida, seeing it, pulled Dazai’s ear and scolded him while knocking him unconscious.

“Was that necessary Kunikida-san? I am pretty sure he is happy to be dead with that”

“That waste of human potential deserves it, Thank you for getting things for the agency Y/N”

“No problem”

“Me and Y/N will be going now” Yosano commented, dragging her out of the office just before making sure, her and Ranpo’s shoulder bump.

Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Kill the lights Oh, baby, close your eyes

“How did your little date go?” Yosano asked Pocking , a blushing Y/N who was busy processing the things that happened throughout the day.

“IT WASN'T A DATE”

“Are you sure? You two were pretty much eating pastry cakes together” Yosano smirked, as you blushed remembering the hug you had.

“Umm we just hugged okay!” Yosano raised her eyebrow, listening to you “And maybe hold hands, IT WAS NOTHING I SWEAR-”

“Sure”

“WAIT, we were holding hands…HOLDING HANDS OH MY GOD-”

“Calm down Y/N will you now”

“Yeah I am pretty sure it was a friendly gesture”

The way you're looking at me You've got me mesmerized Something I can't escape Feel like I'm lost in space

“Yosano I need help,” Ranpo said over the call, as Yosano reached her home to listen to the other one again. She doesn't even know what her profession is anymore.

“Sure tell me, you both kissed or something?”

“Now-now, dont assume that Yosano-san, but we did hold hands” Ranpo said over the call

“Congratulations Ranpo, confess already will you?”

“No, I am pretty sure she doesn't feel the same way”

“How can you be sure? Did you use your ability or something?”

“No Yosano-kun” Ranpo said almost laughing, “Love makes even the greatest abilities blind, and I Ranpo Edogawa have seem to fall in love with Y/N L/N”

You've got that good loving Girl, if you leave me I might throw my heart away

Another day passed by, and the agency was calmly working well, except Dazai, who was busy listening to music on the couch.

“Ranpo and Y/N, there is a murder case near the Yokohama port, Mr president has requested you two to take over it” Yosano said, from the agency door winking at both of them.

You know my heart can't take the break Nothing will ever be the same We'll meet again some other day

“Well, Ranpo seems like we both need to work now” you said, and taking a bold move, you held his hand to pull him down from the table , out the door to the elevator.

Howling could be heard behind the agency door, which quickly seemed to die down. Ranpo seemed to stare at his hand before he closed his eyes smiling “Let's go shall we? There is no case this detective can't solve”

And just like that, two idiots, in love, intertwined their hands, to solve another case in the city.

Who says love is only expressed through words? Actions are enough.

My heart is going so UwU reading this and writing this. Hope this satisfy you anon. Song used: Loverboy by A-wall

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holding hands with them!

synopsis! — what would holding hands with them be like? are the soft or calloused? warm or cold? accepting or begrudged?

✧ various!ada x gn!reader

warnings — these can be taken as either romantic or

platonic (but probably mostly romantic) ,

strictly platonic for both kenji & kyōka ,

fluff , brief mention of alcohol but nothing

crazy , fluff fluff tooth rotting fluff !!

words— 1,343 ( total ) , roughly 200 ( each )

note ; just an idea that hit me some time ago, idk why it took so long to write this lol. also some of these guys are def ooc so please ignore that, this was definitely self-indulgent

holding hands with atsushi is like having an awkward encounter with your crush in middle school.

don’t get me wrong, holding hands with atsushi is nothing short of sweet and endearing— he just lacks experience

palms sweaty, the weretiger exhibits hesitancy when he feels your own palm glide across his own

your hand is very warm, and inviting— which almost intimidates him. because of this, he settles for locking his fingers with your own ( maybe he’ll work up the courage to fully hold hands with you , one day )

sometimes, after a job well done, and the sun is settling behind the sky scrapers of yokohama city, he’s daring enough to intertwine pinkies with you as you traverse the sidewalks back to the office

oddly enough, whenever evening walks like this happen, you two always take the long way back

however, holding hands with dazai is like the burn of alcohol— you shouldn’t have it, but god does it feel so good.

whenever you hold hands with dazai, he doesn’t shy from it— normally

if he feels the slight twitch of your hand against his, a pinky brushing across his knuckles, he wastes no time in lacing his hand with yours. a cheeky grin plastered across his features

sometimes, he’ll put on a facade of being flustered, or shy, at your “bold gesture”— typical antics of osamu dazai

sometimes, when the sun is low and the office is quiet, and your hand just so happens to be resting upon the desk top; not occupied by a pen— you’ll feel dazai’s slightly chilled, and oddly soft, hand glide across the top of your hand and lace his fingers within your own

holding hands with dazai isn’t an action you can frequent with him often, however— he’s selective. however, the brush of his thumb across you cracked knuckles, or the way he seems to linger just a moment longer when it comes to you, doesn’t go unnoticed

holding hands with kunikida is fleeting. hardly ever lingering when it comes to him.

holding hands with kunikida is few and far between, rarely doing it for selfish desires

it could be a large palm splayed across your back, to push or pull you away from something. the gentle grace of his fingers across your knuckles to gain your attention

kunikida touches you, let alone holds your hand, to protect you. never to express gratitude or affection towards you

however, when the sun has dipped, and the office has become barren, you two will traverse down to cafe downstairs— which is shockingly still open

you’ll take a place beside him, beverages before you two, as he takes your hand in his underneath the table. dragging his nails along your palm to draw shapes into it, tracing the lines

holding hands with yosano is a chore, to put it frank. it leaves your head spinning and wanting more

yosano will hold your hand when she wants something, delicately grasping it as she places feather light kisses along your finger tips

you also can’t help but notice that her hands are oddly calloused, however you don’t expect less from the doctor

yosano surprisingly has lots of time on her hands, evident in the way she wrap her fingers around your wrist and demand you join her on one of her many shopping trips

and, over time, you’ve become her main partner in crime

normally, she would have whomever has joined her hold all her bags, but you noticed she’s started to hold more of her own stuff. taking your hand in hers and shoving it into the pocket of her uniform

holding hands with ranpo is… sticky? in feeling, but childish in nature

to be clear, yes; you do have to hold his hand like a child whenever you venture out in public with him— he’s very prone to getting lost or wandering

he swears up and down he washed his hands after chowing away at whatever sweets he provided for himself, however, when he reaches across his desk, fingers grabbing for yours— you highly doubt it

with ranpo’s complex, he definitely viewed himself on a different plane, and didn’t think he would succumb to the need of having or wanting to hold your hand

he’s oddly giddy, maybe even sheepish or curious when he feels you hesitantly meet his own hand. tapping his fingers along your knuckles

however, his favorite time to hold your hand is when a light drizzle overtakes yokohama on your way home from a job well done. and despite the chill from the rain, and being sopping wet when you get back, he’s at his happiest (and therefore warmest) when your hand is locked with his— swinging your arms ever so slightly

if holding hands with atsushi is like being in middle school, than holding hands with jun’ichirō is like a high school romance

honestly, nervous is an understatement whenever he feels your hand gesturing to him, or the slight grace of your fingertips across his knuckles— he knows you want to hold his hand, and honestly he’s petrified

being a member of the ADA doesn’t exactly leave room open for exploration of romantic relationships, to when’s he presented with this opportunity (you) he wants to seize it, and go by right by it

if the office isn’t busy, than he’ll link pinkies with you under the desk— you’ve convinced him it helps you work better

much like kunikida, he’ll use his hands to gain your attention on something. giving a tug at your sleeve to bring your attention to something, or maybe even wrap a hand around your wrist

however, his favorite time to hold your hand is when you come over to his place to hang out with him. seated before the little box TV, playing some stupid rom-com, his hand is completely wrapped around yours, tucked underneath the blanket as you lay your head against his shoulder

holding hands with kenji is like a whirlwind— honestly, who knew he was so excitable?

kenji was like the little brother you never got to have, and so you relished in moments like this

you let him snag hold of your shirt sleeve, or index finger, to drag you along the mall court. and sure, he was damn near pulling your finger out of its socket, but the stars in his eyes made it forgivable

he also likes to compare your guy’s hands— like a lot. he’s younger than you, so the fact that his hands are only slight larger than yours, and more calloused, fascinates him

kenji will never not pass up the opportunity to hold hands with you, he adores the security and platonic love you give him whenever you do— ruffling his hair affectionately, older sibling-like teasing

in a way, kenji feels like he’s always protecting everyone else— because of his inhumane super strength. so the reverse in roles, to be protected by you, is a nice change in pace

holding hands with kyōka is, interesting, to say the least. but never uncomfortable

one could argue that kyōka has only known violence all her life, a fear that was only concocted more in her instincts within her time spent in the port mafia

so when your hand around hers is gentle, soft, and warm— she doesn’t know what to do with herself

the first time you held her hand was when she tried to cross the street and you held her back. leaving her stunned as you scolded her for being so reckless (I guess gentle touches and being worried over were two new things she learned that day)

after that, she made it a mission of sorts to feel your hand hold hers in such a gentle manner, but was unsure of how to go about it

kyōka doesn’t exactly hold your hand, mostly cling to your clothes or your sleeves or pant-leg whenever you’re talking to someone, or standing around. it’s not exactly hand holding, but you find it endearing nonetheless. you’ll work up to it one day.

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