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jackiepackiee · 29 days

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Hello! Could I request a Chuuya x reader story (no AU please) where she is someone important like a princess, and they hire the best executive to protect her when she goes to Yokohama? 🩷🩷

𝒞𝒽𝓊𝓊𝓎𝒶 𝓍 𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 - 𝓂𝒶𝒻𝒾𝒶

𝒯𝓎𝓅𝑒 - 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎

The royal family would do anything to protect their daughter, anything. Including hiring one of the most feared men in all of Yokohama from one of the most dangerous organizations in the world.

The port mafia, with some of the most dangerous executives.

Chuuya Nakahara, that name just yelled power.

Your family was their on business, and most of the guards needed to protect the other members. Only the most trusted, highly trained, powerful people were to be working for the family.

The meeting was set late at night. One of the high floors in the port mafias headquarters. Safe to say, you didn’t exactly expect skyscrapers. But here you were, being accompanied by a woman named Kouyou to meet your new bodyguard.

“You’ll like him, I’m sure of it. He’s a gentleman.”

You looked over, this was the first time she had spoken to you.

Looking to your feet, you didn’t respond.

“I can sense you’re nervous. About meeting him I presume?” She was calm, very easy to talked to.

“I’m afraid to say I’m a bit on edge. Never have I been protected by a stranger.”

The elevator opened, sleek floors of polished marble were to be expected of the meeting floor for a princess.

“Follow me, he should be with our boss in the main office.”

Shoes clicked as the two of you walked. Hers much more confident than yours.

Then, you met with a group of bodyguards in front of some wooden doors. They swung open, revealing a ginger man. He was facing the wide windows overlooking the port city. Adorn in a very expensive looking suit. Very well dressed was he, kinda cute too.

Next to him was a seated man, supposedly the boss. Mori. He noticed you and Kouyou first.

“Well, we have been expecting you.”

Chuuya turned around to see who he was speaking with. He waved politely to Kouyou before taking you in. So simple, yet so classy.

Even if you knew you should’ve said hi to the boss, you focused on your new bodyguard. And he was just as focused on you.

“Chuuya, this is your new assignment.”

He smiled, and tilted his head as a greeting.

“Hey princess.”

Leaving the office, he walked next to you. It was awfully quiet.

“Where are we going?”

“Eh? Oh, just your new place. It’s nice, and right next to mine.”

You looked at him from your peripheral, then back to the floor with speed when he looked at you too.

“Nervous? That’s alright, I’ll protect ya.”

“I’m… not nervous.”

He laughed, well more of a quick one.

“Why is that, princess?”

“You seem very strong…”

You didn’t mean to be so honest. Shit, what if he-

“Thank you. You know, how about we tour the city first? I’m sure it’s your first time in Japan.”

“How can you tell?”

“I have a feeling~”

You felt butterflies in your stomach, was he teasing? Why did this wanted criminal have to be so damn alluring?

“And I have a feeling you’ve never been around a princess with those manners of yours.”

He froze, and quickly stopped smirking. Until you laughed. When he realized you were teasing too, he rolled his eyes playfully.

“You’re feisty. Good thing, I thought this mission would have me walking on egg shells with everything I do.”

Soon, a group of men walked by. They stared at you, obviously not the stares you would want. And hell, was Chuuya pissed.

“The fuck you looking at? Damn underlings, move those eyes before I crush you!”

They quickly looked away, terrified. No wonder he was your bodyguard.

“Say princess, how about that tour?”

He took you through the city. It was beautiful, the port was cool and calming. The ocean smell was like a lullaby.

It was alright, until a group of thugs saw you. An enemy organization.

He grabbed your hand, and hid you in his coat. Gun shots went off, and you thought that was it. You were good at dead.

Until, no bullets hit you.

Screams from the men. You try to look, but he pulls you to his chest.

“No, I’ve got you. No need to look. Stay right here, pretty.”

You hadn’t noticed you started shaking, the guns obviously scaring you.

“Let’s go to where you’re staying. A nice, warm bed.”

Had you started, floating? What in the world?

“Shh, it’s okay. I’ll get you back.”

Soon, the cool air went away. And so did the noise of the city.

He moved your body gently away from his, and your feet met the ground.

“Where are we?”

“My plac- I mean, where you’ll be staying.”

“It’s warm.”

“Let’s get you to bed, princess.”

#chuuya nakahara x reader #bsd x reader #chuuya x reader #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara

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selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs · 5 months

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Self-Aware! BSD x SAGAU Imposter AU Crossover ideas. Port Mafia Edition

Previous posts [I] [II] [III] [V] [VI] [VII] [VIII] [IX]

💉 Ougai Mori has his own nemesis. Zhongli hurt you and made you fear Mori's voice. Mori's goal is to destroy Zhongli's precious Liyue. Ougai will shower you with gifts, while you are recovering.

🍷 Even if all people with Geo Vision, Azdaha and Morax in a peak of his power will try to stop him, they won't stop Chuuya Nakahara. He won't even need to use the Corruption. He will make them pay for what they have done to you.

Chuuya will bring you gems he found in Teyvat. If the gems in question are valuable on Earth, he will sell them and will use the money on whatever you want. You can burn them, donate them, save them.

🌂 Kouyou Ozaki will become the nightmare for Inazuma's citizens. She and Golden Demon are silent and deadly. And no one will suspect a thing, Ranpo will make sure of it.

She will spend time with you, will let you pet Golden Demon.

🇫🇷 Paul Verlaine will become Teyvat Nightmare. Back in the app, he got his powers back, thanks to the messing with cards. If needed, he will unleash Demonic Beast Guivre on seven nations.

He will let you bride his hair. Makes sure, that you are healthy and happy.

🎧 Arthur Rimbaud is back to being a spy. He is ready to go to any nation he needs (even Snezhnaya). He and Verlaine will sabotage Dottore's work.

His hyperspace became one of the safest places for you. He will share his coat with you.

🏍️ Albatross is staying by your side, but, he is ready to sabotage any vehicle from Teyvat. He will take you on a motorcycle rides.

🧑‍⚕️ Doc is always checking your health. People of Teyvat take a number on you, and, while Yosano's ability did its job, he is concerned about mental scars.

🧊 While Iceman doesn't bear any grudges, he will make an exception for Teyvat's people. He will show them the hit man of Port Mafia.

He will listen to his records together with you.

🗣️ Lippman is doing his best in negotiating and tricking Teyvat officials. One day, even 'The Creator', that order to hunt you, will fall for his lies.

He will arrange spontaneous spa days for you. Your skin and hair were never that pretty.

🎹 Piano Man is using his skills to create fake mora. Mora are important not only as money, but in an alchemy. Soon Teyvat citizens won't be sure, if their money are real or not.

He will tell you funny stories he has heard. If it makes you happy, he will pronounce you an Honorary Flags member.

🧥 Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Rashomon like a black storm tear through Teyvat. Nothing will stop them. He feels guilty. He is your bodyguard and he failed you. He will undo his mistakes.

While on Earth, he won't leave your side. Will make hammock from Rashomon for you.

🔫 Ichiyou Higuichi is another spy. She will gather information from Liyue, getting close to Ninguang.

Will bring you fresh rumors.

🚬 Ryuurou Hirotsu is dealing with Treasure Hoarders and other criminal organizations. Black Lizards knew, how to show low criminals their place.

He will tell you stories about his youth (some of them are fictional, but, he is happy, when these stories make you smile).

🔪 Gin Akutagawa is a spy in Inazuma. She will get into Narukami Shrine as one of the shrine maidens.

She and Akutagawa will spend quiet evenings with you, watching movies.

🩹🧲 Tachihara Michizou is overworked. He is dealing with criminal organizations of Teyvat as Port Mafia member, and with official organizations of Teyvat (Fatui, Knights of Favonius...) as Hunting Dog. He won't stop. He wants to make them pay. Tachihara will use his ability to destroy factories.

🍰 Elise is staying near you. She is making sure, that you always have snacks and water. She will let you choose her outfit, take her to a shopping trip. She will listen to everything you say.

Waiting for the day she and Mori will face against Zhongli.

💎 Karma is reading you your favorite books. Doesn't matter, if the book is boring or scary, he will read it to you. Always worried about you.

⭐⭕ Kyuusaku Yumeno are waiting. From time to time, they are called by Mori to take a stroll in the main city of random nation. And every time, the stroll ends up in injuries. Not Q's.

They will try to make you smile. Offered you to play or cuddle with their doll.

🍋 Kaji Motojirou will drown Teyvat markets in lemon bombs. And, until his command, they won't detonate. He is waiting for a signal.

Kaji will show you easy and interesting scientific experiments.

🍛 Oda Sakunosuke is taking care of you. While he is ready to go to Teyvat, he decided to spoil you and make happy.

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Tag list: @withered-blossoms

#self-awarebsd #self-awareau #bungou stray dogs au #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd anime #bsd x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #imposter sagau

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evilkaeya · 8 months

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au where chuuya never joins pm, he's saved by lippmann and starts working under him as a successful actor slash model and skk has the most insane meet cute ever (guns blaring, people dying, organizations clashing, their eyes meet for a second before chuuya is pulled away by his bodyguards and dazai has to give orders to his subordinates)

#dazai shaking lippmann by his collars later: who. was. he.#lippmann: u have to be more specific #dazai: THE SHORTIE. THE READHEAD. THE MOST GORGEOUS GUY I'VE EVER SEEN. WHO IS HE. TELL ME NOW.

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carrotkicks · 4 months

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i'm sleepy right now but

here's part of the school au timeline bc i'm gonna make a silly video game inspired miniseries based on that Player: START drawing i just posted in order to talk abt some parts of the au that i find making comics and lore posts tedious for

Dazai transfers in, she runs into Chuuya, and she notices her crazy strong ability. the first arc is Dazai just making friends, particularly the Detective Club, which is the og ADA trio, and Chuuya, who she is needlessly annoying to.

Chuuya's infamous in their class because she's "mysterious" and "kinda scary." Dazai forces friendship onto her with but here's the abridged version of the pitch: "I can nullify your powers, meaning i'm a threat, so you should keep me close. Keep any potential enemies where you can see them." (This will end up being a decent lesson for Chuuya later)

Okay [here] is just a cutesy slow paced section of Dazai and Chuuya becoming friends. There's some secrets coming to surface though. I think in this section we get a paced out series of flashbacks describing Dazai's backstory, and some hints about Chuuya's "home" life with N, and the abuse, but nothing in Chuuya's perspective yet

Dazai's pre-Mori life in this AU is vaguely like Batman's origin story and that's all you need to know for now i think.

Considering that Dazai is Mori the Mafia Boss's ward and recently participated in a coup,, there might be SOME risk of her attending the Academy, right?

School gets raided by some belligerent gang looking to fuck around with the Port Mafia, *a miniature school-contained zombie infection bc of an ability user storyline ensues (don't ask why. i've been thinking about it a lot* Skk saves the day, but it puts the two of them on the Map. Namely, a couple of assassins take notice (cough Rimbaud cough Verlaine... cough they aren't working together btw we need multiple quests obvs)

Adam Frankenstein new substitute gym teacher gets sent to the Academy to keep an eye on and protect Chuuya in particular. Why's she still in this school if there's shifty evil government bureaucracy nonsense happening? plot reasons. but she's got a bodyguard now :)

Random but EXTREMELY important fact is that Chuuya is not as good a fighter as he is in canon. She's skilled with her ability, but without that she's more or less on par with Dazai. She's considerably worse at offense than everyone else but decent with defensive moves. Either way if Chuuya's ability isn't at her disposal, she oughtta back out of the battle... Will she though? nah.

Rimbaud crawls out of his burrow when he realizes that his target from 7 years ago has resurfaced in a more vulnerable position. Obviously he's gotta take a crack at capturing it, right?

ok sleepy again. i leave you on this cliffhanger. I'll reveal some "stats" in the art posts later. BYEEEEEEE

#hehe giving you a very jumbled timeline #the highschool survival horror level IS indeed a playable side quest where an ability user from a anti-port mafia gang #infects the student body with a zombie like mind control bug and they're all trained on killing Dazai specifically.#chuuya and dazai and the Detective Club (for a bit) are the only ones available to stop it.

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starlightshadowsworld · 2 months

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I got bored so I'm rambling through all of my Bungou Stray Dogs AU's.

The Sheep King and his Demon AU

Aka Bsd except Chuuya doesn't join the Port Mafia.

The Sheep never betray Chuuya. In fact they are basically one big dysfunctional and loving family.

Chuuya still goes on the search for Arahabaki and meets Dazai. But the Sheep trust him, their wary of Dazai but not Chuuya.

As time goes on, the Sheep warm up to Dazai and basically adopt him like a stray cat. Chuuya and Dazai get together, the Sheep tease them relentlessly for it.

Just a silly lil AU on their antics and Soukoko being Soukoko even though Chuuya remains King of the Sheep.

Agency informant Izaya

Izaya Orihara from Durarara in the world of Bungou Stray Dogs. However this Izaya is quite different, essentially everything in Durarara still happened.

The final fight with Shizuo and the brutal humbling reminder that Izaya was still very much human.

This is an Izaya who has changed, who tries every day to be a better person than who he was.

He came to Yokohama because he was curious if the famous Demon Prodigy was in fact a Demon. And ended up with a whole new life.

He learned to let people in, he learned how to love people. And became the human Shinra always said he could be.

No one from Durarara shows up because Izaya has erased all evidence of him online. He has left Ikebukuro behind and will never return.

Izaya is like Katai in the way he's not technically a member of the Agency but he's still with the Agency. The Agency adore him, Dazai is basically his little brother at this point.

Sometimes Izaya wonders if he deserves this, but he's thankful anyway.

Izaya's firecely protective over them all, and helps out when shit goes down. Usually from behind the scenes.

He has an ability, Sunsets Last Applause, that functions like Ango's except it works through looking at people rather than touching objects.

An AU that takes place across different moments and arcs in canon, either about Izaya or he's in someway involved.

The Port Mafia brothers AU

Aka Bsd except Akutugawa and Dazai have a good sibling relationship

Basically that.

Dazai finds Akutugawa and recruits him into the Port Mafia. What Dazai didn't expect was for Mori to put him in charge of Akutugawa.

Dazai freaks out, because he's in no way equipped to raise a child (child in question is 2 years younger than him.)

The reason Dazai freaks out is because he wants to do right by Akutugawa. He saw a scared kid and wanted to help him, but he doesn't know what to do.

Oda is there to give him advice and reassure him that he'll be fine. That Akutugawa will have to learn to stand on his own two feet in this organisation.

You need to guide him, be a helping hand. Dazai doesn't abuse Akutugawa in this, at all.

In the Port Mafia, Akutugawa is basically Dazai's shadow. He's silent, he's never far from him and almost treated like the furniture, a bodyguard.

For his own protection, no one can know their true relationship especially Mori.

Outside of the Port Mafia Akutugawa is Dazai's silly, bitchy little brother and Dazai is his dramatic, dumbass older brother. Their idiots and they love each other.

Silly lil AU that's basically Dazai and Akutugawa's antics, along with Gin. And Oda keeping an eye on them with Ango.

Moonlit Butterfly

When Atsushi's ability manifested, the Orphanage called the Special Division of Unusual Powers to take him away.

They were fascinated by his ability, see they wanted to start the Hunting Dogs programme. But they didn't have proof a human could survive the procedures.

Hence, where Atsushi came in as their lab rat.

However at some point, Fukuchi learned of him and said such a strong ability couldn't just be wasted like this.

So along side being a lab rat, now Atsushi was being trained by Fukuchi. And let's just say Fukuchi was not a kind instructor. No one treated Atsushi like he was human.

The great war came and Atsushi, now 10 years old was deployed as a soilder. Which is where he met the other kid in his regiment, 11 year old Yosano Akiko.

Yosano had been working at a sweets shop just last week, but was persuaded by Doctor Mori to join the war effort. He told her she could save lives with her ability, and she wanted too.

Neither really knew what they'd signed up for, though it wasn't like either had a choice.

Yosano is the first person to show Atsushi kindness, the first to treat him like a human. Both of them have a sibling relationship and everyone else in the regiment keeps their distance.

They love Yosano one moment and than hate the next as their angel of death. And Atsushi is deemed a demon simply for existing.

Well, not everyone thinks that. The only person outside of the duo who are kind to them is Shunzen Tachihara.

He's an older sibling to them. Yosano and Atsushi remind him of his little brother and Shunzen's always there to let them have those little pockets of ease and joy during the war.

(Entire regiment: that's an angel/Demon

Shunzen Tachihara: Those are children, leave them alone!)

AU is basically the embodiment of the universe bought them together, ripped them apart and somewhere along the way they found each other again.

Because Shunzen... Meets his canon fate, Yosano and Atsushi are seperated after the war. Yosano to the psychiatric hospital, Atsushi back to the lab.

But with the efforts of one Genuis Detective they are bought back together again.

And if I can figure out a plot, this one might become an actual fic. Mostly centers on them in the war but does include afterwards.

The Wary Weretiger

The Orphanage never let Atsushi forget who he was. Atsushi remembers killing Shibusawa and was told about why he came.

Shibusawa wanted the tiger, most people want the tiger. Atsushi doesn't really know why, just that it's unique the tiger and because of the power it holds.

The Headmaster really told Atsushi almost everything. The man was many things but a liar wasn't one of them.

He taught Atsushi that the only one you can trust is yourself and Atsushi took that seriously. The only being Atsushi trusts other than himself is the tiger.

The tiger and Atsushi are close, they are the only one each other have. Because of that Atsushi has better control but not completely.

Atsushi doesn't trust anyone else. Every adult in his life has let him down, has tortured and abuse him.

He runs away from the Orphanage and lives on the streets.

He knows the Guild are after him, he's met Fitzgerald and knows about Fyodor. Atsushi has even met Doctor Mori, who was an old friend of the Headmaster and curious about his ability.

So when Atsushi gets asked to join the Agency, he refuses. Because he believes they just want his ability. They did start the whole thing by searching for the tiger, so... Fair assumption.

And while, true the fact the rampaging tiger is actually a homeless teenager definitely shifts everyone's priorities.

They work to build up trust with Atsushi, wanting to show they truly want to help him.

But Atsushi doesn't want their help, he's gotten this far on his own. He's been hunted his whole life, known pain as a constant companion.

He doesn't know what to do in the face of genuine kindness.

Unfortunately the threat will continue to grow and Atsushi will end up having to ally with the tiger.

He's smart, cold and has a short temper. But underneath it all he's just a kid that wants a home.

The Agency swear they'll give him one, one day.

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dilucs-princess · 1 year

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Of Bliss

Beast au

Pairing: sub!Dazai x Switch!reader x dom!Chūya

Words: 2,542

Warnings: fem!reader (she/her pronouns used, female anatomy), messy writing, slight degradation (given), hair pulling, reader is Dazai's subordinate, vibrator, subspace (on Dazai's part), aftercare is hinted at but not written!

Reblogs > likes!

Note: Some of the beginning/middle doesnt make sense as I started to write this beginning of November, but I have forgotten what I was writing im so sorry. Just pay attention to the smut ya'll

Just a normal day in the mafia. The only thing being, you were the boss’s personal assistant, though saying this, he rarely made you do any work. He usually sent his bodyguard to do that, considering Nakahara got aggressive when someone treated the boss with ‘disrespect’. Your job was to sit there and look pretty, and no matter how many times the boss said that, it filled you with fury every time. Today was your lucky day, or so it seemed. It was nearing time for you to go home when you heard a knock at your office door. A lazy “Come in” fell from your lips as you continued to sort through today’s pricings of the jewels smuggled in, the counterfeit money hadn’t been printed, cut or even prepared and Nakahara was going to have your head if it wasn’t sorted by tomorrow.

You looked up as Atsushi opened your office door, and you couldn’t help the smile that appeared on your face upon seeing the kid. “Hey, Nakajima. How is everything?” You spoke softly, knowing that despite the kid’s violent nature, he was still a bit shaky and shy. He smiled nervously, wringing his hands, knowing he was about to feel your full wrath. “Uhm.. Nakahara-san sent me to get you.. He said that the boss needs you in his office..” He replied, keeping steady eye contact despite everything. Your eyes glinted. Of fucking course, just as you thought you would be let off the hook, Dazai needed you. You groaned loudly, slamming a piece of paper down on your desk, pretending not to notice Atsushi’s flinch. “Why didn't he call me or press the buzzer?!.. Okay. Nakajima, you’re free to retire for the day with Kyouka. Thank you for informing me.” Atsushi nodded, bowed and left.

Maybe you deliberately stood up and prepared your things slowly. After all, the boss could wait, it’s his fault for needing you when you were so close to finishing for the day. You sighed deeply, finally pulling your bag onto your shoulder. As soon as you’d finished talking, you were leaving. Why stay any longer than you had to? You opened your door, took a deep breath, closed and locked it soon after. Looking at the clock on the wall, you couldn't help the slight twinge of annoyance you felt. You grumbled to yourself, about how this wasn’t fair and why don't you just quit? Dazai would suffer from it more than you, no one knew you were in the mafia, so you could easily get another job, maybe the agency to spite him? That thought alone brought a smile to your face and a small chuckle graced the air.

You straightened down your skirt before sighing and turning the corner, starting on the long corridor, which seemed to go on forever now, towards the boss’ office.with a small hum, clutching onto your bag tightly where it was resting on your shoulder. A few strides and you were in front of the office. A deep breath and you knocked. A few seconds and it was opened.

Nakahara opened it, and he must’ve seen the confused look in your eyes when you saw the smirk he was desperately trying to hide. He rolled his eyes and stepped to the side to let you in. “Do come in (y/n)-san,” he spoke politely and you nodded, walking into the room. You jumped when you heard Nakahara allow the door to slam shut behind you, his chuckle infuriated you but you pushed that to the back of your mind as you turned your attention back to the boss, trying to hide your anger. “What is it you needed from me?” You asked and even Dazai could hear your annoyance.

He swallowed, looking up at Chuuya, causing the latter to smirk, leaning against the wall behind the desk. “Go on, boss. You were the one so desperate to speak to her,” he mumbled. You looked at Nakahara, confusion clouding your mind when you saw him on his phone. He always respected the boss and you swore you could hear a bomb go off in his mind when someone said ‘Dazai’ instead of boss. You sighed, tearing your gaze from the ever confusing man and directed your focus back to the boss, though he seemed to shrink under your stare. He folded his hands in his lap, trying to keep face and act completely normal in front of his subordinate.

Chuuya’s smirk went unnoticed by you but Dazai could feel it almost burning into his soul. He squirmed and he finally went to answer your question. “A-ah, I wanted to ask how the most recent miss-missions are going? What has Nakajima said to you recently?” You sighed, shaking your head. That was it? Couldn’t he have asked or told Nakahara to send an email? You shook your head nonetheless, reaching into your bag to grab some paperwork and walked closer to the desk.

“Here you are, sir. Everything has been going well, a new load of smuggled jewels came in today, unfortunately we are behind on the counterfeit money. However, Atsushi has assured me this morning that he will make sure it is done by tomorrow morning so some workers are doing overtime tonight…”You continued talking, explaining the work that will be done tonight and then beginning of tomorrow, even explaining to him Kyouka’s work for the day.

Dazai, on the other hand, was squirming in his chair, his chin originally resting on his hand before he moved it to cover his mouth, your words almost sounding foreign to him, eyes wide. He tried to focus and was glad you continued to stare down at the paperwork rather than at him. His other hand was gripping his thigh, the material bunched up slightly in his hand. He couldn’t even ask you to go, because as far as you knew, he had asked you to come to the office.

His blood ran cold as a soft, almost needy whine left his lips, just after you had stopped speaking. Your eyes locked into his and he could’ve swore his heart stopped in that moment. “You fucking whore,” you seethed, eyes wide and angry. You didn’t know the full story but you could put two and two together.

Chuuya laughed, putting his phone back in his pocket, humming lightly as he walked over. A hand went in front of Dazai, resting on his neck and squeezing gently, causing him to gasp. “You’re right. He is a whore, poor thing just couldn’t wait till he got home. Why don’t you tell her how beautiful you looked across your desk as I fucked you five minutes before she walked in. Oh!” He seemed considerate, pulling Dazai’s head back by his hair, “Or maybe I should show her?” he teased, though Dazai’s eyes widened again, a soft whine leaving his lips.

You weren’t going to stand being ignored, especially after being called here, this time you supposed that Chuuya was actually the one who called you, to see your boss acting like a whore or maybe to get some sort of satisfaction of fucking you, you wasn’t sure yet. But you sighed, walking to the side of the desk those two were on and sat on it, a high heel resting on Dazai’s thigh, causing him to shiver. You could see his hand clench as though he wanted to touch you. Not yet.

“This is what’s going to happen, bitch,” it was nice to have some sort of authority over him. “You’re going to get me off and if you’re good enough, i’ll fuck you. If not or if you tease, are too slow or act like a brat, i’ll spank you so hard, you’ll see stars. Are we understood?” Dazai nodded eagerly and you had to stifle a laugh. Poor man.

Chuuya hummed lightly, watching the both of you. “Right, you pull up your dress and then rest your legs on Dazai’s shoulders, He’ll kneel down, alright?” You looked up as he spoke and nodded, hoping down from the desk to hike your dress up to your hips and take your underwear off, leaving it on the floor so you could be embarrassed about that later. If you knew this would happen, you would’ve at least worn something sexy. You watched as Chuuya forced Dazai onto his knees, looking up at you so needily, whining and whimpering and you would’ve been lying if you said it wasn’t the slightest bit hot. You pushed yourself back onto the desk, legs on his shoulders and ankles crossing behind his head. “Come on then, pretty boy. Show me what you’ve got,” you hummed and he wasted no second in getting to work.

His tongue was immediately pressed flat against your pussy, eyes closed as he held onto your thighs. He licked from your hole to your clit, swiping and then pressing a kiss to it before looking up at you. You whined, surprised at how quickly he acted. Your hands shot to his hair, almost pressing his face to your pussy. He encased your clit into his mouth, suckling before resting his tongue against it. You were moaning and tugging at his hair, your head tilting backwards, broken praises beginning to fall from your lips. You felt him moan against your cunt and your hips jolted, trying to keep his face in place, tugging at his hair, only eliciting more moans and whimpers from Dazai.

“You’re so fucking pathetic, Osamu,” Chuuya mused, watching from his spot in the background, watching the entire scene without any sort of interest and even you felt a twinge to try and impress him. He pushed himself away from the wall, walking over to you, tilting your head up with a smirk. “God, even you melt into my hands. What the fuck am I going to do with you two, hm?” He chuckled, quickly taking your lips and claiming you as his. You mewled into his mouth, hands gripping onto his blazer instead and Dazai felt disappointment when the pressure left his head but continued to lap at your pussy, almost as though he could feel it.

You parted from Chuuya, panting heavily as a string of salvia kept you together. “You close, pretty girl?” Chuuya murmured, a hand on the back of your neck as he kept your foreheads together. Your face was contorted into pleasure and nodded, eyes squeezing shut but they soon opened again as you gasped, Dazai slipping two fingers into your pussy, you immediately clenching around them. “Fuck!” You yelled, back arching and one hand continued to hold onto Chuuya, the other digging into the desk and your ankles pressing down on Dazai’s back, trying to encourage him to continue. Chuuya had to laugh, you were both truly pathetic.

“I’m close, Osamu,” you managed to gasp out, hips rocking now, Dazai whining and just wrapping his arm around your waist, scissoring his fingers inside you and continued to suck on your cunt. Wet and messy noises filled the room as Chuuya began to stroke your hair, humming softly and desperately wishing he could take a photo. “Fuck! Osamu-!” Was the only warning Dazai got as your body shook, back arching away from Chuuya’s hold and pressing Dazai’s head down as you came, eyes wide, loud moans leaving your lips.

Dazai continued to give you gentle licks through your orgasm but allowed you to push him away when the pain began to set in. He pulled away and pulled his fingers out, eyes practically glimmering at the sight of your hole fluttering and clenching around nothing. He made no effort to get up, still kneeling on the floor, looking up at you with a smile of an angel. Chuuya, however, didn’t even give you a moment to get your thoughts straight. “So? Was he a good boy?” You blinked before nodding, smiling gently.

“Come on, baby, let me return the favour,” you replied, allowing Dazai to sit back on the chair as you removed your legs from his shoulders. Chuuya pushed the chair over to you so you didn’t have to attempt to stand on shaky legs, which you were immensely grateful for. You reached down, returning your feet to rest on the chair again as your hands quickly undid his fly, freeing his cock from his underwear, not even properly undressing him. You laughed and Dazai turned his head away in shame.

It all made sense now; the small noises while you were talking, Chuuya on his phone as you saw the little vibrator taped to his dick. “Oh, you really are a little slut, Osamu, fuckin’ hell,” you murmured, thanking Chuuya for the lube he handed you. Dazai just blushed more intensely at the degradation, but he couldn’t really deny it. You hummed to get his attention and smiled kindly when he looked at you almost instantly. “Eyes on me, baby,” you spoke in a commanding tone, leaving no room for interpretation. You wrapped your hand around his dick, relishing in the way he jumped and shivered.

He was very responsive to all of your actions, little moans and whimpers and pleas falling from his lips, not a single coherent sentence left him, he had given himself over to you completely. His mind was incredibly fuzzy as you took the tip between your two hands, his back moving away from the chair as he moaned in surprise, eyes closing as he took in the pleasure, allowing himself to fully enjoy it, responsibilities didn’t matter at the minute; he was your’s to use as you liked.

Chuuya moved once again, this time to kiss Dazai and you smile, he seemed a lot more gentler while kissing him than he did you, then again, even you were treating Dazai as though he was something precious, something that deserved to be treated and held, to be looked after and admired. The noises that left him, you were tempted to keep him to yourself. His hips began to buck upwards and you laughed, close already? Chuuya did mention he was fucked before you entered and been teased the entire time, the poor thing must be so deseperate!

There were tears in those beautiful eyes as Nakahara pulled away, moving his head to face you again. “Cum when you want,” you whispered reassuringly. He almost sobbed as you said those words, nodding and holding onto the arm rests of the chair tightly. It didn’t take long for the poor thing after that,thighs shaking, head thrown back, hair sticking to his forehead, cumming with a cry of your name. You cooed and spoke to him gently, continuing to stroke him through it only removing your hand when his body began to shake from the overstimulation.

“You still with us, sweet thing?” Chuuya asked gently, running a hand through Dazai’s hair. He nodded, whining as he reached up to chase Chuuya’s lips. He laughed, pressing a quick kiss there before pulling away and looking at you. “You keep an eye on him. I’ll go grab a cloth and water.” You nodded obediently, watching as Chuuya left before hopping down from the desk and taking Dazai into your arms.

#bsd #bsd smut #bungo stray dogs #sub bungou stray dogs #sub bsd #bryn writes ~ ♡ !#mine ~ ♡ !

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chocsra · 8 months

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Masterlist: (MOSTLY BSD CONTENT)

my requests are always open!! rules intro

15! Chuuya x reader:

"Lovesick (Interlude)" fem! reader, HIGHSCHOOL AU : getting stuck in detention w your best friend and crush chuuya

"I see sparks, (really?)" fem! reader, HIGHSCHOOL AU : being the best at chess when the athletic kid challenges you

"Take the Gun and my Heart, okay?" implied fem! reader : being the mafia's best sniper while chuuya comes to learn from you

"Size that Broke the Bonds of Love, (kind of.)" fem! reader : turning into a child bc of an ability user while chuuya takes care of you

"Birds in the House of Flies" gn! reader : chuuya trying to save you from your greatest fear while accidentally trauma dumping

"I Can't Hear You, Speak Up!" fem! reader : staining your skirt on your period when a certain boy comes to your rescue

"Looks Like You do Need My Help." implied fem! reader : chuuya being sent as your bodyguard 🤧

"A Waste of a Lovely Night, right?" implied fem! reader : sight seeing a beautiful view with the boy who you dislike the most (kind of)

"Gentleman, you say?" implied fem! reader : being chuuya's annoyed neighbour

teen chuuya flirting headcanons : (bros just in love)

15! dazai x reader:

"I'm glad you understand me, though." fem! doctor! reader x pm! dazai : treating him of his wounds

other bsd characters x reader:

"I'll Pick the Prettiest Poison." implied fem! reader x dazai : being one of dazai's girls (making out) (suggestive)

"Unlit Cigarettes stained by Warm Lips." 15! chuuya x gn! reader x platonic! 15! dazai : stuck in jail w your annoying subordinates

poems: (i have sm more but I don't think yall wanna read them 😭)

"The Glimmer of a Star's Perfection."

"Yearn to Burn like a Wax Candle."

"In Remembrance of You."

#bsd x reader #bsd #15 chuuya #bsd chuuya #bungou stray dogs #spotify #chuuya x reader #15 light novel bsd #chuuya nakahara #love poem #poem

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tachimichishrine · 6 months

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"never enough"

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tachihara machizou x fem!reader {bodyguard AU!}

warnings: nsfw ; oral (receiving); car sex mentioned; cursing ; idk it's kinda vanilla

he was a spy within a spy within a spy.

first, the hunting dogs; they were not family. they were reminiscent of days, stupid days where he would thrive off of only wet smoke in the early hours of the day and the adrenaline of doing bad, doing something. cracking open safes, breaking into banks and carrying around his own weapons for the fun of it, just to see if he could. and boy, could he get away with it until that fateful day.

he was thrust into a world that was not his own. bloodthirsty, holding some kind of compulsive desire to exact revenge on the fiends and criminals of the world no matter the cost. it was not him, it was never him, but they were the family he was given.

then, the port mafia; his second life. an agent, an outsider among men and women who had dedicated their entire lives to this organization. he never felt like an outsider when he would command the black lizard or be commanded by his superiors. it felt natural. it felt real. too bad they were just a cover, a mission and a statistic among all the other cases and criminals he'd dealt with and would deal with throughout his life.

until the day mori asked him specifically into his office, offering him a third life. it was getting hard to keep track, but what other option did he have? a woman who was near and dear to mori's heart who had been loyal to the mafia for many years as a supplier of weapons. you didn't live in the underground, the opposite really: your toes dipped in crime only through the port mafia, but your entire body waded listlessly in the life of a regular person who was some kind of accountant or financial advisor or something unimportant enough to slip through one ear and out the other as soon as he heard it from the boss. you were good at providing them with artillery, though, and that's all that was relevant.

recently, mori had explained, your identity was leaked and many organizations have been simultaneously threatening to kill and recruit you. you dialed him nearly every evening, begging for some kind of help. for the longest time, that help was under the form of an escort named chuuya, whose presence alone by your side was enough to deter those pursuing you.

however, the executive had more important affairs to attend to for the coming months. a trip overseas, a negotiation, a mistake that needed correcting. sending one of his most powerful tools just to escort a regular civilian home at night was not viable. he would need an alternative. tachihara.

he did not want to be a babysitter. fuck, he was meant for more. besides, what kind of intel could he gather if he was stuck spending his time receiving calls about suspicious characters, begging for him to come and rescue you? he didn't have time for a damsel in distress. he didn't have the patience for it.

the first time, you were nervous, shy even. understandably so. tachihara thought it was funny when you'd eye his gun nervously or gently pull your body away from his whenever he got too close. no wonder people were targeting you; you make it too goddamn easy.

the second time, he was woken up at 2 in the morning with a call. your breathing was heavy and it sounded like you were recently crying from the short sniffling and wavering of your voice. someone was outside your apartment, and they were yelling at the window that they were going to send every limb of yours in separate boxes to 'your old pal mori'. he thought you were scared shitless for no reason. by the time he got there, bodies littered the ground. you were dragging one by the legs, and gave him a look. "aren't you gonna help me with these?"

the third, he had a little more respect, but still remained skeptical. turns out his role as a bodyguard involved more scaring off people and disposing of bodies than it did actual defense. not that he minded, he just didn't understand it. mori seemed to believe you were completely helpless when in reality you carried weapons on you at all times. of course you did. you were the port mafia's largest supplier, after all. he blurted out his question at you; you laughed and said that he wouldn't understand. the conversation ended there.

after two weeks, you were calling him nearly every day. word had got around that chuuya wasn't guarding you anymore, and a lot of people wanted to try to make a move. tachihara was glued to your side as soon as you'd finish work, and would sometimes crash on your couch if he was too exhausted from beating thugs to a bloody pulp on your way back to your apartment. he was beginning to understand that you didn't need protection, you needed the image of it to keep you safe. maybe you weren't so ditzy after all.

a month in, you were ambushed in front of your apartment. tachihara suggested you move, even though you both knew it didn't matter where you lived. blood splattered across his cheek and white shirt when he stepped into your room. he was washing it but it refused to come out. he stepped out to find you in your bra, scrubbing your shirt as well. his eyes met yours and something stupid happened. pants dropped on the floor shirt tossed in the corner boxers torn off his skin. teeth sunk into flesh and fingers running along lines of ecstasy. he did not sleep on the couch that night.

he'd lost count of how many times it had been after that.

his phone would buzz and a pool of excitement would build up in his chest, not knowing if it meant you needed him or you needed him.

heavy panting and the smell of sweat and gunpowder would emanate from the car he'd escort you in. the frame creaking as he pounded you senseless or your hips rocked hard enough to make him see spots of black among stars. he had to keep the collar of his jacket up to cover all the love marks you plagued his skin with, the rest of them vanishing from his thighs and chest. red blooming in stripes along his back from where your fingernails desperately pulled him into you. he'd always be gone by morning and it was never enough.

he didn't know how he'd gotten here.

fucking your thighs, which were clenched together as your face was buried in the sheets and ass slammed against his abdomen with every thrust. one hand was on your hips while the other was plunged between your legs. and he could feel the way you would tremble when his throbbing cock would glaze past your pussy, not close enough to relieve the aching pulse but just enough for him to feel your arousal dripping onto him.

"put it in," you rasped, barely able to wait any longer as his thumb rubbed furiously at your clit, ring and middle fingers too soaked from the way they would pump you up. this was the way it would always go: you would give out the orders and he'd follow through. he would always follow through.

he ran both of his hands along your skin until they were both stationed at your hips, and he tilted your ass further up so he could get a good angle. you didn't like waiting and he knew it, but something made him want to brat a little tonight. he rested the tip against your sensitive spot, but didn't make any motion to push himself into you. he'd already reached his high from your thighs, so he had time before it became unbearable for him, too. although the way you arched your back and tried to back yourself onto him might just prove him wrong.

"you're such a dick," you swore under your breath before pushing your palms into the crumpled sheets and getting up. your back his chest until it was chest to chest and you had him pinned beneath you with a look that meant he was in for more than he could handle. before long, he was paying for his little stunt with the way his lips were sucking down on your pussy, tongue jutting in and out of you as you rode his face. shit, he was hard again.

his fingers left the comfort of your thighs as he kept eating you out messily, hungrily like a man starved, and they soon trailed down his body to relieve himself. except they never got that far— in one swift motion you had his wrists pinned above his head all the while still rocking yourself on his face.

"fucking whore," you grit your teeth, expression sporting a shit-eating grin that had planned for this, but hips twitching and breathing thready like a hypocrite. you were not going to let him out from under you as long as he doesn't work his magic, but he fucking loved it when you took control. if it weren't for the pulsating throb and carnal desire to fuck himself on you, he might've just stayed like this all night.

but you weren't done.

even after you clenched around his tongue back arching head thrown back like you'd never felt this good before, he let his lips rub against your sensitive spot while you rode out your high. as soon as your hips left his lips, he found himself gasping for air but still looking up between your legs like he needed more. you repositioned yourself on him, still holding his wrists above his head, and finally let yourself sink down onto him with a string of curses.

tachihara wasted no time in fucking you from underneath, every drop of your hips meeting the upwards thrust of his own. you let go of his wrists in favour of digging your nails into his abdomen, grip nearly as tight as your pussy around him. he'd been loud all night, but this was the first moment a long, desperate moan escaped his lips rather than the grunting and heavy panting and curses.

you thought he was at his prettiest like this. face smeared with your cum, cheeks red and forehead covered in sweat which made his short strands of hair cling onto his skin. his back arching his hips thrusting into you and every muscle in his body tense as he chased the feeling of you all over him. you wanted to tell him how gorgeous he looked but choked on your own moan as he hit a dull spot deep within you.

it was never enough, but your alarm clock was reading 3:32 and you had called him well before midnight. his skin still had red marks from the way you had him tied up and smacked his ass while he was bent over the edge of the bed. he would never admit it out loud but you knew from the way he would whimper into the pillows as you pumped up his cock that he loved it when you handled him roughly.

even now, as both of you were having trouble breathing properly after going through the most intense of it, you left his length inside of you. you grinded against his body deeply yet slowly, almost imperceptibly so, as you kissed him in the same manner. your hands roamed his body again, until they settled among his tuffs of crimson and pulled his face deeper into yours.

once you grew tired of the taste of his lips, you moved onto that of his jawline, his earlobe and his neck. sinking your teeth into his collarbone, drawing blood only to lick it clean and kiss it all better. he laid down, letting you do everything you wanted. he'd never said no before.

you placed a final chaste kiss against his lips before pulling his face into the crook of your neck and his body into yours. you gently pulled him out of you with a squelch, and felt yourself clench around nothing as the feeling of warmth dissipated.

it was never enough, but it did a damn good job anyways.

#down bad tm #tachi fics #im unwell for them #tachihara michizou #bsd tachihara #tachihara x reader #bungo stray dogs tachihara #tachihara smut #tachihara michizou x reader #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs #bsd #tachihara x reader smut

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chaosbled · 9 months

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DO NOT REBLOG!

I’m updating my info page for my AU verse with @nonhumen tomorrow since we’ve done a lot of world building off-Tumblr the last few months. The highlights I can think of are:

- Dazai & Chuuya got married again, this time legally and in France.

- They have two pet kitsune, who are mated, a 1000+ year old female named Kiyora / Aura and a 600+ male named Kurasa / Kura. They recently had a litter of 5 kits who are very Loved but due to his trauma Dazai struggles being around ‘children’, of any species, so that’s something they’ve been working through.

- Dazai was left permanently physically disabled following Meursault when his leg just never fully healed after breaking it numerous times throughout his life. He now uses a cane when he’s not at work and has had surgeries to try to regain some of his mobility and decrease the pain.

- Chuuya remembers his entire past now including of being a lab experiment, Dazai is also uncovering personal childhood trauma. They’ve both made really good progress on it!

- Following a major incident where the multiverse threatened to fall apart and a black hole opened up over Yokohama, Chuuya flew into it and unleashed Corruption and all of his power in a supernova even larger than the one that created Suribachi. As a result he can no longer use Corruption for more than a minute or two without it being life threatening due to all the strain it’s put his body under over the years. You know when Verlaine used up all of his singularity when he turned into Guivre and only getting Rimbaud’s stopped him from dying? Yeah it’s like that. So he saved the world but now his biggest power is no longer safe to use.

#VERSE VIII || Like Kintsugi We Mended Our Broken Pieces Together With Silver & Gold { BODYGUARD AU / nonhumen }#HEADCANON || Spilled Ink { CHUUYA }

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pillow-anime-talk · 7 months

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Hello! May i request 11 with Dazai and Chuuya (she/her pronouns please)

# tags: scenario; friendship; a bit of fluff; but also kind of drama and angst; love triangle; one sided love; friendzoned; study!au; reader has no idea; sfw

includes: female reader ft. osamu dazai & chuuya nakahara {bsd}

author’s note: nooo :( poor chuuya and dazai :(((

11. “I– I like both of you…”

Chuuya – even though he didn’t have to – picked you up from your university every day, feeling obliged to make sure you returned safely to your small, two-room flat near the city center. You were studying and in your third year in your chosen field; you were also in the process of writing a thesis that would be the culmination of your whole work. Your close friend was really caring, although you tried to explain to him that you didn’t need a bodyguard at all.

But then the thought popped into your head that Chuuya was doing this on purpose to invite himself to your apartment for dinner, and while it wasn’t entirely true in the young man’s eyes, that was how you tried to explain it, giggling to yourself.

Very often, halfway or at the end, right next to the entrance to your tenement house, Osamu was waiting for you, smiling from ear to ear – your second dear friend and at the same time your former-but-regular-customer who often left you tips when you were working in a cafe as a cashier. Even though his tips were never huge, talking to him and his friendly expression always brightened your mood, even on the gloomiest and rainiest of days.

You met a red-haired man with a hat on his head one night when you were returning from a meeting with your friends from university; you drank one beer with raspberry juice and walked home late at night – on the way to the tenement house, you accidentally bumped into an older and incredibly aggressive man who immediately raised his voice at you, insulting you and ridiculing your way of being. Paralyzed, you didn’t know what to do: apologize, run away, answer rudely that he wasn’t looking ahead...? But instead, you slowly stepped back, and as he tried to grab your wrist, he was immediately pushed back, and your body was covered by the shadow of a young boy with long, fox-like hair. Your rescuer introduced himself to you by his full name and then offered to walk you home. You hesitantly agreed to this, and perhaps this moment caused Chuuya to this day to be very worried about you and your night returns – first from work during the summer, and then from university.

“... Dazai.” Your companion muttered, and the taller man just chuckled.

“Hello, Y/N.” As befits a gentleman, your other male friend took your hand in his much warmer one and then placed a short, yet tender kiss on your skin. You greeted the twenty-two-year-old, inviting him over for tea. It was just the perfect time to sit at the table, eat some sweets and drink something warm, especially since the weather outside was looking more and more like real autumn.

While climbing the stairs and opening the bright door to your place, the two men behind your back kept teasing each other with glances and gestures.

Neither Osamu, whom you charmed during your first meeting in the cafe when you painted a tiny daisy on his coffee, nor Chuuya, who you thanked for saving – probably – your life and gave him a charming paper bag full of handmade and decorated cookies, didn’t like sharing you with each other.

They both thought that your relation was much stronger and more honest than the other one – after all with Chuuya you talked about studies, cooking, wine and music. With him that you occasionally went out for a drink or to the club, had fun on the dance floor and then took a taxi back to your or his apartment, laughing a lot. However, the brown-haired detective had a different opinion. Maybe because with Osamu you had amazing adventures when he took you to the shooting range and when he helped you decorate your smol nest, while having an incredible understanding of colors and types of wood?

With one you felt incredibly safe, while the other was your cure for every, even the smallest, mental ailment. You had known each other for over two years and at that moment you really couldn’t imagine your life without this crazy boy who got drunk very quickly, or without this idiot who constantly said something about suicide and his other friends.

Seeing them with ‘their’ cups in their hands and hearing their compliments on the cupcakes you baked the day before made you feel really happy. So you quickly got up from the table and excused yourself for a moment, going to the second, very tiny room, which only contained your bed and a tiny nightstand with a lamp.

In the drawer there were two tiny packages. You grabbed them in your hands and returned to the two men who were looking at each other with hostility in their eyes.

“Umm…” You hesitantly walked towards them, holding out both of your hands. The blue bundle went to the taller man, and the green one to the slightly shorter one. “You know perfectly well how much you mean to me.” You started more confidently, trying to smile softly. “I– I like both of you…” You breathed a sigh of relief as you said the words, then blinked your eyes, trying not to get emotional. “You are equally valuable to me, although I have a slightly different relation with each of you and we support each other in completely different ways. It’s just a little thing in gratitude for everything you have done and are doing for me. Both of you. As my best friends.”

In a way, both Osamu and Chuuya were extremely happy knowing that they were so damn important to you, and the key chains in the little boxes only made them more confident of what an amazing girl, friend, soulmate you were to them. One showed an adorable, gray octopus with a huge smile and round eyes, while the other showed a chick with yellow plumage and a laughing expression. This gift really gave them a lot of joy.

On the other hand, calling them ‘friends’ and putting them on equal terms was very insulting to them. Because they were both in love with you, they couldn’t stand the thought that you would never look at them as anything other than colleagues, acquaintances or buddies. Chuuya wanted to drink wine with you on your anniversaries and other important dates, while Dazai wanted to take your hand and steal a kiss on your lips, not on the skin of your fingers.

Nevertheless, they thanked you for the gifts, and you accepted their thanks with a smile, repeating once again that they were really important to you and you were really happy that your fates were connected.

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woklaza · 4 months

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New Year Special

Happy Late New Year! For the arrival of 2024 here's a little spoiler/extra to my SKK Actors AU! Could be read without much context! Think of this as an alternative ending to my fic that was still unfinished. I'm delusional.

Dazai stared at the peeling ceiling while slumping on the waiting room's leather couch. His foot was subconsciously tapping in rhythm as a figure finally walked into the room. It was the woman the show assigned to interview him.

The questions were typical, and Dazai, as normal, responded with the utter bare minimum answer. He hated interviews. He did not understand why such mind-numbing activities were apparently made for him when he could have been doing much more productive work.

But Dazai couldn't cut the conversations short or just escape the interview, unlike how he usually does with skill. Because this was a live show.

"So, Mr Dazai, can you fill us in about your love life?" Asked the interviewer, grinning.

Dazai held back the urge to roll his eyes (Not this question again) before plastering his smile. "It's just like how people see it?"

"Come on Mr Dazai, we can all see it. Your type, I mean. But is there a deeper meaning to how you, well, date? Just after you turned 18, you've dated more than 20 girls."

Dazai smiled, and the woman continued.

"A few people noticed that the people you dated all had red hair and blue eyes. Is there a reason for that?"

That should be the last question. Dazai sighed. "Just a coincidence, I guess."

Through a laptop screen, Chuuya watched the live. A wine glass at the tip of his mouth, the red liquid slipping into his mouth. His face was red, and he slammed the laptop shut.

Counting back, it has been 4 years since Dazai left. Chuuya ruffled his hair but quickly stopped. Maybe it's a good idea to dye his hair and start wearing coloured lenses.

It was a terrible day. Dazai walked down the streets, the wind berated him the entire way from the recording studio to his apartment. You would think Oscar-level movie star Dazai Osamu would have at least a private driver, and yes he does have one, but once in a while, walking unarmed may seem a good idea. Just in case someone that he actually wants to be attacked by would attack him. But with not even a bodyguard with him, all he received was fans taking selfies and autographs. No wanted attacker.

Incoming call from Slug...

Dazai went into a café and answered the call. It being 8:01 pm, the café seemed almost deserted.

"Hello?"

"Mackerel."

"What was the call for?"

"I watched your live."

"Cool." Not cool at all.

"Where are you? I'll pick you up."

"Chuuya, you're drunk."

"Where are you?" Chuuya remained stubborn.

Dazai looked at the logo on the menu. Oh, it's this café. He managed to enter the most expensive café of Japan. That's why it's so uncrowded.

"Your favourite café."

"What makes you think my preference didn't change?"

"I'm your partner."

Chuuya looked up from his seat. In front of him was the bandaged brunette he once worked with.

"Hello, partner." Dazai hung up.

Chuuya blinked. "Partner? You left for 4 years." He rubbed his forehead, he knew he was intoxicated. That was what gave him the courage to press "Mackerel" on his phone. The number he failed to delete after 4 fucking years.

"I'm here now, right?"

"After 4 years?"

"Better than never."

Dazai sipped from the glass of wine. It's a Petrus, each sip dripping with wealth.

"You want me to drop you home?" Asked Dazai.

I hope you enjoyed this extra part! If you enjoyed this, the link to my fic is here:

Hope you guys have a wonderful 2024, and sorry for the lack of activity, I'm gonna be online a lot more now.

#bsd #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #soukoku #bsd fanfic #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #bsd angst #Is this angst?#soukoku au #ao3 #ao3 link

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