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[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

Mora makes Teyvat go round

Self-Aware! BSD x SAGAU Imposter crossover

Self-Aware! Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald x GN! Reader

Description: Ningguang and Pantalone are proud of being of Creator's good side. With power of mora and buisnesses, they will gain more strength, gaining even more favours from Creator to their nations.

Unfortunately, mora is low due to attacks on caravans.

But, this new possible partner, who wants to offer organise trades between nations, peak their interest.

Warning: OOC. English is my second language. Slight mutilation (non-descriptive). Dehumanisation (Reader called 'it'.

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Mora is stability.

Mora is power.

Mora is respect.

People need mora to get food, clothes, houses. Everything.

People need mora to build shrines for Creator.

Ningguang and Pantalone use mora to give Creator respect and happiness.

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Pantalone's eyes twitched.

Another ship was sailed, another caravan was attacked.

And nothing can be done about it.

Dottore tried. And look, where he is now? Went completely mad, tried to kill Creator, and now is locked in a cell.

It became another hit on Snezhnaya's reputation in the eyes of other nations.

And in the eyes of Creator.

Their Holiness, after Dirty Imposter disappeared, were wrecked with sorrow.

Each day, nations brought gifts to the ivory throne.

Each day, people were searching for an Imposter.

Both of these actions were focused on bringing back Creator's smile.

And both actions required mora.

Mora, that Snezhnaya start becoming low.

Pantalone breathe in.

The situation was bad.

Yes, he has enough mora to spoil Creator for the next hundreds of years.

Yet, in this situation, he needs more mora.

Much more.

Pantalone looked at the pile of open letters he had on his table. Offers, coming from different groups. Travelers, mercenary, wanderers.

All of them offered their help in moving goods from nation to nation.

All of them failed.

Pantalone took another unopened letter.

He read through it.

Another offer. And he has no other choice, except it.

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Ningguang read through the contract one more time. It was written on a fancy paper with an ornament around the edges. Pantalone, who was sitting next to her, read through his own contract.

Pantalone spoke, looking at possible businesses partner above glasses.

"I must say, Mister Fitzgerald, it's quite an interesting offer."

Blonde businessman smiles politely.

Pantalone cast an interested gaze on the gems, that were laying in the middle of the table.

Gems looked stunning. They looked almost perfect, they varied in sizes.

"Are you sure, that you could transport all the goods safely? You are aware of the situation, right?"

Fitzgerald took one of the gems.

"Mister Pantalone, Miss Ningguang, I assure you, My Team and I are more than capable of doing it. As you can see."

Fitzgerald pointed at the gems. "We have this gems here. From Fontaine. And we did a great job transporting them."

Pantalone and Ningguang looked at each other. Everyone said that. Everyone failed. Ningguang and Pantalone don't have any other choice.

Ningguang spoke.

"True. Let's try to do it. We spent a lot of mora on the Imposter Hunt. All these rewards and mercenaries."

Pantalone chuckled.

"But it was worth it. I even got a precious relic from it."

There were envy in Ningguang's eyes. She also has a little souvenir from the Hunt. Yet, in comparison to Pantalone's, her trophy was simpler.

"Anyway, It's a deal, Mr Fitzgerald."

Both contracts were signed.

Francis broke a tree trunk, when he left Liyue.

Pantalone lost a lot of jewelry because of it.

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The first trade was from Liyue to Mondstadt.

If someone saw a new trade caravan, they would think, that they have gone mad.

First, instead of a horse or ox, a white tiger was (somehow) harnessed to the cart. Atsushi chuffed from time to time, but did his job perfectly.

Fitzgerald was walking beside white tiger, looking around. He spoke out loud.

"Look, Weretiger boy, a dangerous monster."

Francis points at the hydro slime, that was more interested in berries, then caravan.

Meanwhile, Francis activated his ability.

"This beast can be defeated only with 100000000 mora punch. Mister Pantalone and Miss Ningguang were so generous, agreeing to give away all their mora, all their possessions to us, right?"

Atsushi scoffed.

Fitzgerald's punch left just a few hydro droplets from the slime.

Somewhere in Snezhnaya, in one of Pantalone's safes, 100000000 disappeared.

"We are saved... Oh, no! Another one!" theatrically gasped Fitzgerald, pointing at lizard, that was staring at the cart.

"This one is more deadly! I must double the effort!"

When the caravan arrived at Mondstadt (Atsushi turned back before someone could notice his tiger form), Ningguang's and Pantalone's safes became more spacious. And Teyvat wildlife get some damage.

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Fitzgerald's plan was risky, to tell the truth. According to you and books Jouno and others have brought from Teyvat, there was only one language in Teyvat. At least, the only official language. There was no information, if other languages existed. But Francis decided to take this risk.

With some help from Poe, Natsume, Rimbaud and Fyodor, Fitzgerald created an 'ornament'. A synthetic language, that was made from mix of English, French and Russian alphabet and grammar. With Poe's writing, new words looked like an ornament.

The ornament, that proclaims, that person, who sigh the contract, will give away all their money and possessions to Fitzgerald.

And he has a nice little ability to use with new finance help.

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Francis stared at what was before him.

He proved, that he can be trusted. And, his businesses 'partners' show them, what their trophy's from the Imposter Hunt were.

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Ningguang had four bloodied canines....

****

Dirty Sinner were put in stocks in the middle of Liyue's Harbor. It looked half dead.

It wasn't enough. Tommorow it will be executed. It still have too much dignity.

Rocks, dirt, rotten fruits, manure...

Everything were thrown in Imposter.

It wasn't enough.

Ningguang stare at Imposter.

Its mouth were in blisters.

Its teeth were intact...

A dagger and her fingers weren't the best instruments for a dental practice.

But, Ningguang managed.

*****

And Pantalone had two pinkie fingers in the jar....

*****

It screamed, when its injured feet made contact with snow. Pantalone grinned.

He got a great trophy.

First one, who did it.

Soon, Imposter will lose even more.

Acolytes needs mementos from their great victory.

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Fitzgerald saw the mountains of gifts. Gifts for that beast, who ordered to hunt after his treasure.

And he, Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald, must be the one, who delivered it.

Francis can't stay here. In Teyvat.

He needs some real world.

He hopped, that he would reached Lowecraft 'waiting' place, before the sunrise.

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Fitzgerald stumbled from the portal, back to their world. He wasn't looking, where he was going. He needs to see you. To make sure, that you aren't in pain.

"What have you learned about, Fitzgerald?" Yosano's voice was sympathetic.

Francis looked at her. She was waiting for his answer.

She was the only one, who knew everything about your injuries.

Before that night, Fitzgerald only knew about burns.

He finally found his voice.

"Teeth... Toes..."

His voice was muffled, when Yosano hugged him, pressing his face to her shoulder.

She let him cry.

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Pantalone was happy. Fitzgerald did a great job. Trades between nations slowly start anew.

Slowly, mire mora will come to Snezhnaya and his vault. And he will spend it to make Creator happy.

Suddenly, his mansion starts shaking.

The next moment, Pantalone was sitting on the Shezhnaya's snow. His home was nowhere in sight.

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In Guyun Stone Forest some of the stone spears, that Morax threw during Archon War, collapsed. Fitzgerald was sure, that crystalfly was a dangerous predator.

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Ningguang grabbed the table, trying to stay on her feet. She was having a conversation with other Qixing, discussing, what other things they could trade with other nations, to use new mora on gifts for Creator, when half of the pillars in Guyun Stone Forest collapsed. Before anyone could react, a second earthquake came, destroying the rest of the stone pillars.

Outside, people of Liyue saw, how Jade chamber disappeared right before the earthquake.

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Fitzgerald saw a second crystalfly.

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Both Ningguang and Pantalone have a headache.

They have lost their houses. And, somehow, almost all mora they owned. There were no sighs of treasure horders or weasel thieves. Both Ningguang and Pantalone knew, how to be careful with spending mora.

Yet, both now have one thousand mora each.

The knock on the door made Pantalone and Ningguang turned their heads towards the exit.

Baisi noticeably flinched. She looked terrified.

"We finished looking through taxes declarations... And..."

Baisi put the documents on the table and left.

In a few moments, two loud shouts were heard.

"WHAT DOES IT MEAN, THAT HALF OF TEYVAT POPULATION BECAME BROKE?!"

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Spa was quiet. Spa was good.

And this spa was completely yours and Fitzgerald's for today.

Fitzgerald announced, earlier today, that you two will have a self-care day. And 'drag' you here.

You had some sweets prepared for you.p

"Now, try this, Treasure" Fitzgerald put a sweet roll right to your lips. You took a generous bite.

Francis secretly smiles.

All your teeth were intact.

He cast a quick glance to your feet.

Currently, you two enjoyed foot massage.

Francis smiles. Your pinkies were here.

He squeezed your hand.

And promised to himself, to keep you safe and sound. And make sure, that no one will even think about taking something from you as a trophy.

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Bonus

You raise an eyebrow, looking at all the mora Mark, Steinbeck, Dazai, Anglo, Fyodor and Sigma brought in the house.

You took one of the coins. It glimmered in daylight.

Without looking away from the coin, you asked.

"Okay, I will ask. How?"

Twain looked pleased with himself.

"We rob one of the banks, that belonged to that one, in glasses."

Steinbeck added.

"Fitzgerald won't be the only one, who could rob Mr Pants."

Dazai looked extremely proud.

"Ango and I are scumming people. We put some fake donation boxes. People are glad to spare some mora."

Ango, who was counting mora coins, spoke carefully. He was looking at you, observing your reaction.

"We tell everyone, that this mora will be used for a new shrine."

You didn't need an effort to not flinch. You spent enough time with Hawthorne to stop flinching every time the topic of religion came up.

Fyodor spoke next.

"And Sigma and I created a casino. Cards, some machines with toys for kids. Some prizes are unique and appealing to many. And almost impossible to win. But, as you know, everyone wants to play again."

Sigma shrugged.

"The prizes for everyone were my idea."

You dropped the coin back to the pile. Your mouth moved, before you can think.

"It reminds me of an anecdote. Want to hear it? A funny short story?"

Everyone immediately perked up. They took it as a sign of your recovery. It was good, that you start recalling something funny.

"Okay, [Y/N], we are ready for the story!" Naomi pretend to be impatient.

Well, there is no going back. You cleared your throat and started.

"One day, American man, Japanese man and Russian man decided to have a competition and see, who will make cat eat mustard by its own violation. American man immediately grabbed a jar and force mustard down cat's throat."

"Hey, that's violence!" Russian man objects. “You have failed!”

A Japanese man spread mustard between two pieces of fish and wrapped it in bacon.

“Hey, that's a hoax!” Russian man objects. “You have failed!”

“Well, your turn!” Japanese man and the American man grin.

Russian man, without thinking twice, takes the jar and smears mustard under the cat’s tail. It, of course, immediately starts to lick mustard, trying to get it off. Cat licks and licks, even though she is yowling.

“Do you see that?!” - Russian man rejoices “Voluntarily and with a song!”

"You have an interesting taste in jokes, Myshonok." corners of Fyodor lips slightly raised up. On the background, Nikolai and Pushkin were howling with laughter.

Actually, everyone was at least smirking. Even Natsume look a little bit amused.

Francis scoffed.

He was making sure, that Ningguang and Pantalone will rot in slums.

And, it was a good thing, that no one would be able to help them.

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[maislovebot]

Top 10 bsd characters oral scenarios: Francis Scott-Key

Welcome to the chapter of my 4th fav Fitzy:3

Contains: afab reader, no pronouns, fuck me till I forget trope, overstim, they’re married and have a kid, silly, reader is 30-35, some au where reader takes Zelda’s place and their daughter isn’t dead but he’s somehow still attacking the ADA??, idk just imagine he goes against them for a different but still noble reason, domestic, vaginal fingering, praise kink, come eating, overstim, p in v at the end, service top Francis

Everything seemed to be going wrong lately. Your beloved daughter was struggling with her school work, even though Francis had hired the best tutors available. You didn’t mind helping her with her homework, in fact you enjoyed the bonding time, but it was like talking to a wall a majority of the time.

Let’s not even get started on work. While the Guild wasn’t technically your group, you were practically the co-leader, as to be expected of Francis’ wife. Some members were beginning to show some hostility towards Francis, especially one specific farm boy, and it was getting tiring. You knew he wouldn’t ever actually harm Francis, as he was the man in charge of his payroll, but it was still exhausting.

Technically speaking, Francis is powerful enough to just punch John's lights out if he ever became too much of a threat, but you knew Francis couldn’t do that. As vain as he may seem, he is fiercely loyal to any and all members of the Guild, even Lucy who got kicked out some time ago. She was no longer a member, but she was still receiving many of the benefits, along with a new payroll from some coffee shop near the Armed Detective Agency’s office. And if worse comes to worse, she would still be allowed back with open arms if anything were to get too difficult for her, or if she was dealing with an ongoing threat.

Pretty much, she was still a member, but she wasn’t doing any of the dirty work anymore. Francis claimed he simply couldn’t bear to let her go out there all alone, which you understood. Lucy was a delight after all. She was polite, and honestly quite fun to be around. If you were younger, you could see yourself being genuine friends with her. You agreed to continue giving Lucy a payroll, under the condition that if she ever betrayed the Guild, all those remaining assets would be cut off.

To sum it up, things weren’t going very smoothly at the moment. You knew this would all pass once everything with the Armed Detective Agency passed, but as of right now..

You were stressed. Very stressed.

You haven't confided in Francis with your feelings, as you could tell he already had a lot on his plate. If you were stressed, you can’t even fathom how nervous he must be right now. The succession of this mission will result in either prosperity, or the end of the Guild as a whole if he doesn’t play his cards right.

Even among all this stress, Francis still managed to make time for you and your daughter to eat dinner every night at the luxurious dinner table.

“Francis, I’m sorry I didn’t make dinner tonight, I’m incredibly tired. At least the chef is available.” You apologized, as you normally make dinner, even if you don’t need to. He has over thirty-five chefs working under him, it’s a nice hobby though, so you make dinner. Francis says that even if it’s not professional grade, it has a home-esque feeling no other chef has been able to replicate.

“Don’t apologize, dear. Everyone needs a break sometimes.”

Francis brought his hand to your knee, and rubbed circles along it. His hand trailed up a little, just enough to tease, but he quickly pulled away as your daughter bursted through the door, presumably finished with her tutoring.

“Hey, sweetie. Have you finished your homework?”

She nodded boldly.

“Alright..tell me three things you learned. You’re studying ecosystems, correct?”

“Mhm!” She nodded again.

You gave her a look she knew all too well.

“Alright, well then, tell me three things you learned.”

Francis looked at you knowingly, knowing all too well she was having problems processing the information given to her.

“Uhhh..I learned about..precipitation?”

“Wasn’t that last unit?” You chuckled.

She looked to the floor, defeated.

Well, that’s a dead topic.

“Alright. I’ll quiz you again tomorrow, but you better remember something in that big head of yours!” You knocked her head gently and she frowned.

“Alright, I’ll try, I promise!”

As much of a face as you were putting on, you were beyond stressed. You were worried about her test scores. Even if she was only in fifth grade, she is going to a private school. Grades work differently there. Anything below a B- and you legally have to retake the class. What’s even the point of all the other grades, then? you wonder. Private school nonsense, is the answer you come to.

Just as you were about to let out an accidental sigh, you were cut off by the chef walking in with a large tray with dinner on it, along with a dessert (mainly for you and your daughter, as Francis preferred simplicities like tea). Francis, however, noticed your cut off sigh, and raised an eyebrow at you, unbeknownst to you. He decided to put it aside for now, and he looked at the plate of food in front of him, along with the cup of tea that was brought to him while he wasn’t looking.

“This looks good!” Francis looked at your daughter and pet her almost like a dog before grabbing her cheek gently, making her frown.

“Right, doll?” Francis questioned your daughter, obviously teasing her.

“Dad!” She yelled out, “I’m not a little kid anymore! I’m ten!”

He raised his hands in the air.

“Alright, alright. It does look good though right?”

She nodded furiously, before grabbing her fork and digging in enthusiastically. You and Francis chuckled, and when you made eye contact, he made a knowing look to you, before you two were cut off.

Your daughter swallowed her bite of food, holding her pointer finger in the air.

“Yum! Alright, so my friends want to sleepover at their house tonight, if that’s okay with you two.”

You looked at her quizzically.

“Which friends?”

“The two sisters.”

Ah, they were good kids. It was only five pm, and she did have her homework done, even if she didn’t remember any of it. It was also a weekend.

And of course, there was Francis. Considering the looks he was giving you, you could tell he wanted something out of you, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t dying to find out what. You were even rubbing your thighs together once he had teased you earlier.

“Alright. You can. But you have to promise you’ll study at their house.”

Once you agreed, Francis smiled and placed his hand on your knee again, although it was rather innocent this time.

“Yes! I’ll call and let them know!” She ran off to her bedroom, before remembering one vital detail.

“Mom.. can I use your phone to call them?”

And now you and Francis were home alone, the only other company being the housekeepers packing up to return home for the day, and they’d be gone any minute.

You and Francis were going steady, with you straddling atop of him and kissing him deeply, ruffling his well kept hair with your hands. Although it was fairly innocent right now, you couldn’t ignore the strain you could feel against your crotch as you straddled him. Just as he couldn’t ignore how you were grinding up against his erection with each passing moment.

“Please, Francis.” You pulled away from his lips.

“Please what?” He teased.

“Please give me more.”

Francis nodded, and began to fondle your chest, rubbing circles along your nipples, pushing you over so you were now on your back with him above you. He trailed his hand down till he was prodding at your underwear, pulling it aside. You were only in your bra and panties now, and he was only in his button up shirt and boxers. So it wasn’t exactly difficult.

He pushed his middle finger inside your cunt, and he quickly moved his finger up to curl against your g-spot. When he dragged his fingers you trembled slightly and whined, making Francis chuckle.

“Looks like you needed this.”

Francis added another finger and thrusted inside faster, feeling you tighten around him. He smiled at your reactions, and kissed your forehead.

“You look stunning like this.”

He added another finger, and curled his fingers up to your g-spot harsher, and as he fucked you on the majority of his hand. Your eyes rolled back from all the intense feelings and you gripped the bedsheets. You gripped his wrist to keep him in place, aware of how much of a tease he could be at times. Francis chuckled, his voice riveting and vibrating against your skin. You couldn’t hold on anymore, and you let go of his wrist.

“Ah, close—I’m close..”

Francis sped up his movement, using his thumb to press your clit and rub circles against it. You arched your back up into his body and you finally came. The loud cry you let out went right to Francis’ ego and he got even harder than before, continuing to rub along your clit, slowing down his movements with his fingers. Allowing you to calm down from your high. Once your body relaxed and your orgasm died down, he pulled his fingers out of you and he licked his fingers clean before leaning down to kiss you again, making you taste yourself on his tongue.

“God, I can’t get enough of you.” Francis said once he pulled away, looking at your breathless face. Francis began to pull down your underwear, smiling at the small gasp you let out from your sensitivity.

Once he pulled your underwear down he continued feeling up your clit, relishing in the way you whined into his mouth as he kissed you. He needed this so bad. He was so tired, and you were proving to be a perfect stress reliever, even if he wasn’t getting all that much stimulation. He reached behind your back with his free hand and undid your bra, pulling it off your shoulders. You turned your head away from him, feeling a little shy. Which Francis wasn’t having at all. He gripped your chin with his dominant hand and looked into your eyes and kissing you yet again.

You were great at comforting him, but he was growing desperate for something that would help the ache on his hard on, so he straddled your thigh and started grinding against it like some teenager. He in turn whined into your mouth and groped you with his free hand. So much was going on at once, all you could do was grip his waist, wrapping your arms around him tenderly.

He was rubbing soft circles into your clit while leaning over you, helping you reach your absolutely ecstatic orgasm, your entire body practically giving out, with the only function left for your body to offer being to arch your back into him. The arching of your back brought your chest closer to him, and he almost instantly began licking at your chest at the opportunity.

It felt amazing, but it sent a wave of shock down your body and you jolted your back down into the bed, forcing his lips to detach from your chest.

“Are you okay?” He asked, looking up at your face with worry and regret covering his eyes completely, although he still had that iconic smile on his face

“No—no, it feels great, I’m just sensitive there as is, you going at it right after I come is..” You weakly got out, hoping that despite your underwhelming, tired tone you would get your point across.

That reassurance went straight to his ego, resulting in an aroused jolt (as if he wasn’t already painfully hard) on his end this time.

“Damn—I love you, s-so much—I want to—”

He didn’t even manage to finish his sentence before he was moving himself down between your thighs like a man starved. He tentatively licked at your clit and hole. It hurt a little because it was immediately after your orgasm, but it also felt phenomenal. It felt so good in fact that you rode yourself onto his face briefly before he took a hold on your hips.

“There’s no need to fuck my face, I’ll give you everything you want.”

And oh God did he keep his promise. He noticed how you were desperate for more tension, and pressed his tongue inside your hole as much as he was physically capable, stretching it out as far as he could reach. His thrusts with his tongue were emphasized by the way he tightened his grip on your hips, as he pulled your pussy onto his face as much as possible. Your legs were spread pretty far, considering how his head was separating your thighs, but it soon didn’t matter as you simply wrapped your thighs around his head.

You bucked your hips into his face, allowing his tongue to reach even deeper, and you cried out at your own movements. Francis’ thrusts of his tongue were driving you crazy, and you were starting to really forget about all the problems going on.

You didn’t have to worry about dinner right now, or tucking your daughter into bed, work was out of your mind, and all that you had to focus on was the miraculous way Francis worked with his tongue. No more stress today, Francis was going to make sure of that.

Francis was doing wonders with his tongue, kissing your clit whenever you whined particularly loud. He held your hips down with force, keeping you exactly where he wanted you. He kissed and licked at your clit, taking breaks every so often to kiss and nibble your thighs, it was sweet but you were going crazy with the way he’d switch from eating you out like his life depended on it to tenderly kissing your thighs, and in order to lock his head in place you gripped his hair, messing it up more than it already was from his rather stressful day. He throbbed at your actions and began licking and sucking your clit with even more determination. He moved his right hand up and put two fingers inside of you, curling them towards your g-spot, making you let out a loud whine and finally come all over his face.

You breathed heavily and slowly loosened the grip on his hair before letting go entirely, resting your arms on the bed.

Francis was known for being a man with a lot of self control, but he was absolutely desperate at this point and saved no time in kissing you quickly before pulling his pants down and lining himself up with your currently recovering heat.

“Wait.. Francis, I gotta recover.”

“Please, Dear. You can handle just a little more, just for me right?”

You nodded, unable to resist him. He treated you so well, he should get what he wants as soon as possible, right? You pulled him down by the shoulders and unbuttoned his dress shirt, his tie already long gone. By the time you were done taking off his shirt, he was already halfway inside of you, making you whine and tremble, and the buttons more difficult to undo.

Francis asked if you could handle a ‘little more’, but by the time he was done you were practically passed out. He went at it for such a longtime, you distinctly remember seeing white everytime you came. It was a strangely comforting feeling to fall asleep to. It almost felt airy, despite the aching pain in your hips from him gripping them so hard as he thrust himself into you. It felt like you were going to some second heaven, and it made you fall asleep with a clear head.

You fell asleep in Francis’ arms, holding him tight as he rested his head on yours, not having a care in the world.

You fell asleep with a smile on your face.

Wc - 2.6k

Omg we’re in top three territory now!! Ango will be next:)

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[wizardfrog69]

Welcome, you have chosen 'scenario no. ii'.

Was it the right choice? Was it all the right choice?

Your partner casually walked into the bathroom into the bathroom and next down by the bathtub to be at eye level with you. 'Yes?' They asked in a slightly worried voice. 'Can you help me? I can't stand up, I'm in too much pain.' You acted sad to get your partner's sympathy.

'I'll help you don't worry.' They stood up and started to undress, they took the shampoo bottle and stepped into the bathtub with you and told you to turn around while they washed you hair.

It was nice, them washing you while you leaned against their chest, exchanging a smile or laugh once in a while. It was nice.

They helped you get out of the tub and walked off to get you some pain killers to relieve your pain as you dressed your self up. When they got back they were already dressed in their nightwear, ready to cuddle you to sleep.

Bsd: Yosano, Osamu, Ranpo, Chuuya, Akutagawa, Fitzgerald, Twain, Nikolai, Natsume, Shibusawa

Mtp: Sherlock, James, Moran

It was the right choice, but what if it wasn't? Can we turn back? Oh please say we can turn back, please!

A distorted mumbling was heard from a far...

No, you can't do this to us! Why, why can't we turn back! How will we know we choose the right choice! Can we atleast go to another scenario? Please, that is all I ask of you.

Scenario i

Scenario iii

But what if the other parts aren't the right choice? What if there is no right choice? What are we supposed to do then?

Maybe we could ask someone for help. But what if they won't or even worse! What if they laugh at us! Oh what do we do.

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[ohsoukoku]

♡ masterlist ♡

[ dazai o. ]

dazai, chuuya, fitzgerald, atsushi and ranpo with an s/o who has an ice ability

dazai, chuuya and tanizaki with an s/o who got kidnapped

dazai, mori, chuuya and akutagawa with an s/o who's always wanting to play with their hair

chuuya, dazai, akutagawa and atsushi with an s/o who has a fire ability

dazai, chuuya and tanizaki with a neutral faced s/o that smiles at them for the first time

akutagawa, dazai, and chuuya with a masseuse s/o

dazai, atsushi, chuuya, akutagawa and mori with a female s/o who is careless and does as she pleases

dazai, akutagawa, chuuya and ranpo coming home stressed and upset to a cuddly s/o

[ nakahara c. ]

dazai, chuuya, fitzgerald, atsushi and ranpo with an s/o who has an ice ability

dazai, chuuya and tanizaki with an s/o who got kidnapped

dazai, mori, chuuya and akutagawa with an s/o who's always wanting to play with their hair

chuuya, dazai, akutagawa and atsushi with an s/o who has a fire ability

dazai, chuuya and tanizaki with a neutral faced s/o that smiles at them for the first time

akutagawa, dazai, and chuuya with a masseuse s/o

dazai, atsushi, chuuya, akutagawa and mori with a female s/o who is careless and does as she pleases

dazai, akutagawa, chuuya and ranpo coming home stressed and upset to a cuddly s/o

[ nakajima a. ]

dazai, chuuya, fitzgerald, atsushi and ranpo with an s/o who has an ice ability

chuuya, dazai, akutagawa and atsushi with an s/o who has a fire ability

atsushi and akutagawa with a tall s/o

dazai, atsushi, chuuya, akutagawa and mori with a female s/o who is careless and does as she pleases

[ akutagawa r. ]

atsushi and akutagawa with a tall s/o

chuuya, dazai, akutagawa and atsushi with an s/o who has a fire ability

dazai, mori, chuuya and akutagawa with an s/o who's always wanting to play with their hair

akutagawa, dazai, and chuuya with a masseuse s/o

dazai, atsushi, chuuya, akutagawa and mori with a female s/o who is careless and does as she pleases

akutagawa falling for his pure secretary s/o

dazai, akutagawa, chuuya and ranpo coming home stressed and upset to a cuddly s/o

[ tanizaki j. ]

dazai, chuuya and tanizaki with an s/o who got kidnapped

dazai, chuuya and tanizaki with a neutral faced s/o that smiles at them for the first time

[ edogawa r. ] (edit: i just realized i never put ranpo here and i forgot he existed.. im sorry bb)

dazai, chuuya, fitzgerald, atsushi and ranpo with an s/o who has an ice ability

dazai, akutagawa, chuuya and ranpo coming home stressed and upset to a cuddly s/o

[ ougai m. ]

dazai, mori, chuuya and akutagawa with an s/o who's always wanting to play with their hair

dazai, atsushi, chuuya, akutagawa and mori with a female s/o who is careless and does as she pleases

[ fitzgerald f. s. k. ]

dazai, chuuya, fitzgerald, atsushi and ranpo with an s/o who has an ice ability

#bsd headcanons #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #chuuya x reader #chuuya nakahara #nakahara chuuya x reader #dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #akutagawa x reader #akutagawa ryunosuke x reader #atsushi x reader #atsushi nakajima x reader #mori ougai #mori ougai x reader #francis scott key fitzgerald #francis scott key fitzgerald x reader #tanizaki x reader #junichiro tanizaki x reader #bungou stray dogs headcanons

[midnight-strays]

Can I have a headcanon where the bsd boys (ADA, mafia, rats, guild) have a s/o who is a significantly rich heiress (like old money rich) but is really just spoiled sweet? How would it affect their relationships? Thanks, and here's to more love for your blog!

//I only do headcanons for three characters at a time so I chose one from each organisation, except for the Rats because I don’t know enough to comfortably write. I also had a hard time picking the characters and figuring out what to write so I hope this turned out okay!

Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald

Fitzgerald is incredibly rich as we all know.

To him, money is a clear sign of power and in turn of having an s/o who is significantly wealthy too, it would have an impact on their relationship.

His first turn of attraction towards you actually had to do with the idea of you being a powerful woman.

When he learned that you weren’t quite what he was expecting, and instead, incredibly kind, too kind to take control of those around you, he almost lost interest. Almost.

It was that sweetness that kept him hooked, now it was a matter of reeling him in, which was also a little hard considering you hadn’t worked for you money.

Fitzgerald worked hard for his money. He started off barely able to afford a gun he wanted and ended up owning the company that created that very model. All through his hard work.

In your relationship, that is probably something that would irritate him. Seeing as you didn’t earn your money, he would see you as ignorant as to how to treat it.

He sees more value in money than you would and seeing you spend it at times would get on his nerves depending on what you’ve bought.

At the same time however, he likes to see you treating yourself to the finer things in life.

No lady of his will settle for anything less than perfect after all, even if she says she’s fine.

Having you around after his downfall however would be so helpful.

While you would have been searching for him with Miss Alcott, he would have tried pushing you away too.

He was ashamed of his downfall but after some convincing, he eventually came along.

It was with your assistance that you guys were able to rent the small apartment to work in.

As much as you wanted to help some more however, Fitzgerald would refuse to accept your money. He doesn’t want money he hasn’t worked for. This being said, he would only ever accept small amounts if he really nodded it and would never allow you two to share a bank account.

Atsushi Nakajima

Atsushi would be absolutely floored when he found out you were rich.

Like, you had all this money and everything handed to you in life and you were still so sweet? How?

He hasn’t met anyone with that money who hasn’t looked down on him in some way.

Your money would intimidate him honestly, but in a way, where he’d feel as if he wasn’t worth your time.

Rich with the rich right? That’s the natural order isn’t it? So why were you hanging around?

There would be a lot of insecurity that may cause some potential problems but nothing overly serious.

Whenever you buy something for him, he feels guilty about not being able to give as much back to you, but it also makes him feel really warm inside.

Like, you saw something and thought of him? You think about him when you’re not with him.

He’ll take you out for lunch or for coffee, but nowhere overly expensive which is kind of embarrassing but he still gets a sense of pride from being able to treat you out.

It would make you proud too, seeing him pleased about being able to take you out and even though you want to throw money at the financially struggling boy, he doesn’t let you. He has faith in his own capabilities.

In not accepting your money however, and learning to become confident around you, without having money to back him up in any way, he’s bound to be a successful man.

Ryuunosuke Akutagawa

Akutagawa grew up with nothing but the clothes on his back and his little sister. He didn’t have money, he could barely feed himself, let alone buy things for himself.

So, when he finds out you’re a rich heiress, he pretends that it doesn’t effect him but in all honesty, he does bother him.

Considering it’s money you’ve literally just been given as a birth right, he automatically believes that you think you’re better than he is.

He also loses a degree of respect for you.

You showed no signs of seeing yourself as anything more than his girlfriend but in a way, you get it.

This puts a lot of strain on your relationship but you’d be hesitant to try talk to him about it, so you just continue to be sweet to him as much as you can.

Honestly, it may take ending the relationship for him to get out of that mindset.

Whether things end or not, he’d eventually come around and start treating you better again and while he wont apologise for his behaviour, he’ll show you his regret through his actions.

There is still a tad bit of strain, he’ll struggle a little with the concept of you having been handed everything you’be ever wanted throughout life, but he’ll get over it one day.

Don’t offer him anything though. He’ll get annoyed with you.

So, if you want to give him something, just put it in his home for him to find. Can’t stop you from doing something you’ve already done and he’ll get over his annoyance eventually. Right?

#francis scott key fitzgerald #francis scott key fitzgerald x reader #fitzgerald x reader #atsushi #atsushi nakajima #atsushi x reader #akutagawa #ryuunosuke akutagawa #akutagawa x reader #bsd #bungou stray dogs x reader #headcanons #hcs

[crispyapplesareinferior]

Greed | Bungo Stray Dogs x Reader

Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald x Reader

A/N: Fitz is my favorite antagonist; he did everything to help his wife which is rather endearing, not that it justifies the pain he caused but at the very least he had a logical reason to continue fighting anyone that got in his way. Sacrificing all that you have- even morals- for family is such a powerful concept. On that note, this fic is going to be sad so read at your own risk. (´_｀;)

Zelda was his light, his reason to keep living, and everyone in The Guild knew not to ever mention her name if they wanted to keep their limbs intact, especially you. One might think such a treasured individual would be kept in the limelight and blatantly admired by her husband, but her mental illness deprived her of the privilege. Zelda thought her daughter was still in London, attending boarding school when in fact, she was actually dead. The harsh reality of the situation could not register, and she continued living in the illusion of happiness and blissful ignorance while Fitzgerald fought painfully to get her a cure. She had no idea the horrible crimes he committed for her, and she would die that way, unburdened by the true nature of her family’s circumstances.

When Zelda passed, the caretakers by her side were extremely hesitant to inform her husband. After all, they knew how demanding he was when it came to her and they could only imagine the hell that would unleash following the courtesy call. Nevertheless, it had to be done, and the head of the facility volunteered to deal with all affairs regarding Fitzgerald as if he were a bomb that needed to be delicately rewired so it didn’t explode, destroying everything in its wake.

(Back at Guild HQ, Moby Dick)

“Miss. Alcott, could you hand me the analysis of those gangs we found in Shinjuku?” You asked the girl politely, smiling as she hastily bundled up the pages and gave them to you. She always looked so flustered whenever people spoke to her, even though you and her were both subordinates she treated you like a superior. Though, most of the members in The Guild would agree that you contributed almost an equal amount of strength and dedication as Fitzgerald did, which garnered more respect from your associates.

“Hmm.. these are just small-fry weapons distributers. I doubt they have any significant connection to the Port Mafia, blowing them up is an option but frankly, a waste of resources.” You yawned as you finished your sentence, tossing the papers onto the table lazily. You had fought what felt like an army yesterday and were in desperate need of sleep.

The boss walked into the room after overhearing you. He sat on the cushy sofa next to you, eyeing a bottle of wine on the table thoughtfully.

“Isn’t it my place to decide what is or is not a waste of resources?” His voice cut through your grogginess like a razor, you were suddenly very alert. You furrowed your brow and considered his question for a moment before responding.

“Ultimately, yes. I was merely giving my opinion as I am part of this team. If you wanted a bunch of mindless drones here to simply obey your orders I think you’d be quite disappointed with my initiative.” You shifted your gaze to his features and noticed how worn he looked. If Fitzgerald ever snapped at you, you could never bring yourself to feel anger. You didn’t pity the man, he was strong and capable of surviving under difficult conditions. Rather, you wished you could shoulder his pain for him, somehow. Your ability was one of destruction, not healing, unfortunately.

The corners of his mouth upturned into a very faint smile, and he leaned back against the cushion. You were the only person he would allow to speak to him in such a frank tone. Admittedly, he was fond of you, but he never entertained those feelings because the love he had for his wife was unshakable.

Just as you were about to say something, Fitzgerald’s phone rang and interrupted the silence. He sighed and answered the call without looking at the screen. His expression turned from one of boredom to pure malice within a matter of seconds.

“Just how incompetent could you people be? You allowed my wife to die on your watch!?” Your eyes widened in surprise at this, but concern began to well up in your chest. As the man yelled viciously into the phone’s speaker, cursing everyone in the facility who had taken care of Zelda, you started to think he might do something rash.

“You have taken away the most precious thing to me, I hope you are aware of this. Now, I have absolutely nothing left to lose, and a man with no inhibitions is not a man you want for an enemy.” Francis smiled cruelly, tapping the wedding ring on his finger as green gashes began to glow slightly on his skin. “Say your prayers, I think I’ll be taking your lives now.”

As he hung up the phone, you hurriedly blinked away the tears that had unknowingly formed in your eyes and stood, grabbing his arm firmly. Alcott was trembling in the corner, watching the scene, but fled as soon as you made eye contact.

“Fitz, listen to me. These people did not take Zelda from you. You knew it was only a matter of time before-” he jerked his arm away from you and stepped back, his head hung low and his bangs covered his eyes, casting dark shadows. He looked.. broken.

“We are taking Moby Dick to America, these bastards will pay. (Y/n), if you wish to leave, then leave.” He said the last word almost pleadingly. “Don’t try to save me, I’m far past the point of redemption. Save yourself, instead.” With that, he left the room and made his way to the cockpit.

You hadn’t realized how much you loved him, until he was out of reach.

You would give him everything he needed from now on, even if that meant destroying the lives of millions of people. Your greed became insatiable, just as his had become long ago.

#bsd #bungostraydogs #bungo stray dogs #atsushi #fitzgerald #dazai #dazai osamu #francis scott key fitzgerald #bsd x reader #fanfiction #reader insert #fitzgerald x reader #x reader #francis scott key fitzgerald x reader

[ramen-lord-baku]

First of all I love your art style !! Can I ask for a drawing of this scene from the great Gatsby with Fitzgerald from bsd instead ?? Thanks ! You can ignore this if you want ;-) no pressure !

(You're free to add text or to change anything you want)

yo 😳

FR THO thats one of the best reqs ive gotten tysm </3 ;-; I WAS SO HAPPY TO DRAW FRANCIS UGH season 3 did him good,, I love him so much god -- BRING ME THE UNDERRATED CHARACTERS ILL FCKIN DRAW THEM ALL

My BSD requests are open!! check my pinned post :]

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[ry0chann]

Headcanons of Francis and Ranpo (separate) with a member of the ADA who's usually very confident around everyone but around those two they get extremely shy and start second guessing everything they do or say. For Francis i was thinking it could be like a forbidden lovers thing where the reader gets suuuuper flustered in the middle of a battle with him and thats when he realizes?

ah a request with Francis, bless

Fitzgerald / Ranpo x confident yet easily flustered reader

notes // i assumed the reader has a crush on them, so that's the approach i took

F. Scott Fitzgerald

you were very good at keeping your cool and maintaining your composure during missions, but around him, your confident demeanor seemed to falter

every condescending comment he'd throw your way would turn your cheeks pink. simply being in his presence had you tripping over your words and losing your train of thought

Francis never thought much of it at first, he just assumed you were bad at your job. however he started to realize you only acted this way around him; that's when he figured it out

it flattered him of course, to know you had something of a crush on him. maybe he was wrong about that, but part of him hoped he wasn't because honestly, he found you quite cute

Ranpo Edogawa

Ranpo sees through your facade immediately. you may act all self-assured around the others, but all he has to do is look at you and you fall apart

he sees you every single day, it was inevitable that he'd find out you like him. he makes sure to take advantage of this knowledge as well; finding any and every excuse to spend time with you

whenever Ranpo goes anywhere for a job, he drags you along. literally. he'll grab your hand and bring you with him so you have no choice but to accompany him

he thinks it's funny to watch your face get red and hear you stammer every time you talk to him, so he definitely teases you for it every chance he gets

#[📩] requests #[ hcs ] #bungo stray dogs #bsd #francis scott key fitzgerald #ranpo edogawa #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader #fitzgerald x reader #ranpo x reader

[mrskurono]

title: What Fleeting Things || Francis Fitzgerald x fem!Reader a/n: my wife is gonna tease me over this fic istg word count: 2.8k tags: fem!Reader, emotional manipulation, angst tones, cheating (on Francis’s part), mutual pining, no dom/sub dynamics, soft sex, foreplay, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, breeding kink hinted, creampie, unedited  character(s): Francis Fitzgerald (bsd) synopsis: When he’s all but poor, nothing sounds sweeter to you than making him yours at the cost of someone else’s memories

The first time your perfume filled the small space between the two of you it nearly brought him to his knees.

To the way he kissed your knuckles at your first meeting. And you returned the kind gesture with a kiss on his cheek the second time you both saw each other. Francis swallowed this memories whole each time they happened. Almost hungry for them. Starved in fact.

Tucking them away to be clutched onto throughout the years of both his empire’s growth and your employment in the Guild. Similar memories shared on more than one occasion. Those lingering touches of good friends. Even when they felt so much more than that. Continued unparalleled to the rest of the world’s reasoning.

What you saw before you and what he spoke of were two entirely different things that coexisted. Though running in tandem together through the years they were rough and uncomplimentary to one another. Unlike the bond the two of you shared.

A man vowing to save a broken family. One that did not care if he was dead or alive as long as the bank account was full and needs were met. Where what you saw, was someone dear to you drowning in soul less memories patched together with immense riches. 

When he should be drowning in you and nothing else.

No money. No family. No grand empire stretching the countries of this wretched world. Now there was nothing but the fleeting memories and what were those worth? To the man who could once obtain almost anything. Almost that was. 

So attainably close as the two of you sat in the small room together. Like it was the first days of the Guild all over again. Now though you had all those memories of the two of you to make this reunion so much sweeter.

“Ms. Louisa said she might be a while.” You don’t do much to hide the small smile crawling on your lips as you raised the tea glass to your lips, “Just like old times.”

Cheeky as yours was, Francis mirror a smile even more graciously when he leaned back away from the tattered kotatsu, “This is nothing like my office. But-” He looked over at you with the same smile, “The company is all but as sweet.”

Setting the glass down you leaned forward on the table top. Watching him with a half lidded smile that always found its way to your face whenever you looked at him, “The only company I’d ask for in fact.”

Francis’s blue eyes dropped. To the ragged fabric of the kotatsu. It’s scratched top. All but ambience to the very obvious under par room. He’d visited rock bottom before this. This wasn’t that but, without your company it would be dangerously close to it.

“I do wish for my lovely wife...” Francis dwelled on memories foggier than the rest of them, “Letting her down...I can’t yet think of such a thing.”

Bitter was the taste of his words. Even more so than the over steeped tea residing in your cup. You shared memories of his wife. Those we inevitable. But they were nothing like Francis portrayed them. To speak out on an already broken man would be rude. Instead you fell silent until he struck up the concern.

“My dearest friend,” Francis spoke softly as he reached across the table top for you, “What ails that beautiful face of yours so suddenly?”

Palm up you could trace the creases and wrinkles of that familiar touch if you wanted. But thoughts swirled. Devious as they were. You found him in the slums for a reason. You. Not his eroded idea of a family.

“It’s just...” You feigned the perfect sigh. Lips dipping from a pout to a frown. Eyes cast aside like you just couldn’t bare to look at him. You held that look for a moment before throwing it away with a shake of your head, “Never mind. Don’t worry about it.”

Blue eyes ignited with that old chipper look. Francis all but rejected your words and took your hand in his instead, “I know this isn’t the work we poured countless nights into. But I can assure you, the three of us can rebuild the Guild. Into something unstoppable.”

Taking it a step further. You clasped your fingers over his hand. Reaching out with the other to find your fingertips tracing loosely up the top of his hand when you felt Francis tense and then relax under your attention, “...resilience to the Guilds good name is not what worries me.” A second to let your words set in. Before looking up so your eyes could meet his own. Refraining from tears you still looked as saddened as could be, “What worries me is you.”

“Me?”

“You.” Squeezing his hand. Only to find Francis returning the gesture. Your light touch traveled further up his arm until you were drawing faint little lines down his forearm with his eyes entranced by your work, “You worry me. All this and...I just think about making you happy. For what is happiness but oh so fleeting.”

“Finding the book would make me happy. Giving my darling Zelda what she wants would make me the happiest man alive.” Francis, still clutching your hand, tried to shake off your worry with the same thing that had fueled him for years. 

A slow blink and a dip to your lips, you shake your head, “Only as your dearest friend, I worry about what you want Francis. I worry that...no, never mind.”

“Worry what?” He leaned in earnestly over the top of the table. 

You let him marinate in the silence for a while. Knowing well that he’s hooked and with so much time to spare. Louisa hadn’t be a bother for hours from now. And he was all but eating out of the palm of your hand like the old days.

“...I worry about what you need of course.” You answer truthfully. Letting go of his hand just to lean forward as well. A ghosting touch up over his forearm. Only to come and pat down the pleat of his button down as the two of you sit within inches of each other now, “The things you need to stay happy. Be it the book or- well- a reminder of how loved you are.”

Francis blinked, “How- loved?” He hadn’t heard those words in years.

They were gut wrenching in fact. Clawing at the pits of his memories. Nothing in recent, no, nothing in any memory he still had reminded him of who made him feel loved. Searching his mind for even a fragment of that love you spoke of. He turned up empty handed when Francis realized there wasn’t a fond memory with even his darling wife. Tainted with sickness and death for longer than he could remember. Among them all the only fragments of decency he could recall. Were with you of all people. 

Your hand had come to brush down the other pleat of his shirt. When Francis reached up and pressed your palm flat against his collar bone. Only surprising the two of you a little bit.

“...I’ve forgotten what it feels like it seems,” His voice low when his blue eyes couldn’t even meet your own, “...The last time I recall anything even resembling that I...I believe I was with you.”

Hand shifting from just the collar of his pressed shirt. Your palm came up against his neck. Cupping part of his face as Francis leaned into you and his hand grasped for yours in almost desperation, “That night in England.”

“Your dress was brilliantly stunning.” Francis smiled weakly but refused to look up.

“How could it not be when I took your suggestion?” You swiped your thumb over his pale jawline, “We danced, we ate such wonderful food.”

“Drank only the finest wines.” He echoed the same shared memory. 

“And talked,” You said softly, Francis finally looking up from the table to you right next to him, “We talked until we saw that very first sun rise on the English country side.”

“Like a green like on the bay’s surface.” Francis felt a tug in his chest. Bringing him only closer to you as the kotatsu was no longer what separated the two of you, “Telling me everything would be worth it.”

“Was it worth it?” You ask genuinely. 

The two of you. Alone. Hardly any money between the two of you. And still the feeling was as rampant as it had been surrounded in everything money could buy. Something this fleeting was priceless even to the richest man in the world.

Francis leaned in. Though he was the one to press his lips to yours. Nothing about his offer spoke of assurance to the once great Fitzgerald. Instead is sung of sweet need that only you knew dwelled inside him.

Returning the kiss with vigor. A real green light. Your hands came up to cup his face just as Francis clung to you for more. Kiss turning heated. With nothing emotionally left for either of you to explore over the years. The only thing really left to find out was each other’s touch.

Moved away from the futon covered table. Francis leaned back as you took over. Willingly giving his all to you as lips locked for a heated kiss that didn’t dare be broken. Moans filling the air when a simple exchanged lead to his tall frame under you. 

Straddling his lap with your thighs. Changing him like a bird before you and only you. Hovering above the seated man as you could feel his adam’s apple bob with the moan he swallowed just to keep from breaking the kiss. Thumb running over his throat just to feel his pulse thud against your fingertips. He really would understand being loved. 

“Let me love you-” You broke the kiss he desperately clung to. Francis leaned back into you to find meaning to your words but you stopped him, “But first, tell me you want me to love you.”

Half lidded eyes already drowning in the touch you gave him. There was a second Fracnis was sure this wasn’t right. But when you swiped your fingers over his cheek and cupped his so close to you. He was ready to spend a fortune again just to feel you.

“I do.” He managed with his hands gripping your sides, “I do want nothing more than to know what love is like. Please-”

There was no need to make him beg. Or humiliate himself. Or any of that. All you needed was him. 

Kiss renewed for even more. Your hands busied themselves with undoing his buttons. Francis mirroring those actions as well as the two of you stripped the other down like love drunk honeymooners. Neither of you could be naked quick enough until Francis had rid you of your bra and he was stripped of his shirt.

Quick to embrace each other and never falter on the kiss. Now as your breasts pressed into his chest. And tongue tasted the sweet poor man’s taste on your lips. It was obvious Francis needed more than just a heated make out session to be loved.

Tented in his tawny pants. Seam pressing against the straining tip of his cock. When one gentle touch left the side of his face. To pursue the thing between you both. He was about to protest when your touch returned but this time lower.

Gripping his cock through his slacks. Rubbing against him as you made a show to rock your hips in time with the way you squeezed his cock. All but swallowing the moans passing his lips when Francis finally tipped his head back unable to keep it together.

“Let me love you...” Was all your mumbled against his throat as you peppered the sensitive skin in kiss. Busy with freeing him from his pants.

This was still no school boy you were playing with. His touch adept to a woman’s body. One he craved so dearly. He found it working in his favor to get you out of your bottoms entirely as you freed him from his pants. 

Dripping with precum. Not sure the last time he was touched in fact. Francis caved into your body as he could hardly keep his hands from shaking. Taking you in his arms and pulling you to him as he tried to find his mouth against yours while still mumbling, “Please.” 

Just hovering enough so he could feel the movement in your lips. You moved along his lap until hips aligned and your aching core was only moments away from meeting his drooling cock, “I will love you more than anyone in this world.”

With little help you slipped him inside. Warm welcoming twitch of your cunt drawing the lewdest moan from the grown man. He buried his face in your neck simply to leave a trail of kisses as he desperately sought your lips. Each inch sinking into you filling him with more and more warmth. A feeling he hadn’t recalled having in ages. And certainly a feeling that drowned out the rest.

When your hips finally came to settle in his. Savoring the twitch of his cock buried inside you for the first time. Juices seeping around his base as you finally brought yourself to look at him. Forehead pressed to his and hands holding his face. All while Francis clung to you like he would loose it in an instant.

“Just as sweet as the first time you kissed my hand.”

“Even sweeter than the first kiss you left on my cheek.”

You can’t help the moan escaping you as you move on him. Feeling his cock stir up your insides and press against your deepest parts. Even more so than you could ever fathom. Like he was meant for you. Your shaky breath against his lips was all you needed, “This beats the evening in England.”

Breath caught in his chest when you purposely moved. He dug his fingertips into your supple sides and pressed his forehead against yours as the feeling consuming him felt warmer by the second, “This beats anything and everything there ever was.”

Moving to fuck yourself on him. Just the deep rut up his hips when he tried to meet your own. Francis’s cock brushing against your sweet spot just as your walls clenched and trembled around him. Neither of you able to catch much of a breath as the sound of skin slapping and moans filled the space between you.

Helped with his broad hands on your sides. And your weight brought down with every movement of your hips on his. He drew out moan after moan with his cock hitting against your twitching walls. As he was in no better shape. Each time you tightened and took more of him. It felt like simply both of you would melt away until one of you gave in.

“Let me- Let me replace all those awful memories-” You panted against his lips. His own hardly together as he desperately tried to kiss you even as he rutted into you, “Give you new ones. Ones we can have together.”

“But my wife-” Francis all but drunk on you still clung to the last little bit of fleeting guilt stuck in him.

“Who left you for dead- Who took your money- Who couldn’t let you grieve?” You grabbed his face in your hands. Moving your hips best you could as you made him look at you, “Give me all your sorrows. Give me all your lost dreams. Let me make them into something beautiful for you- And only you.”

Choked with the lump in his throat. Francis could only steal a brash kiss from you when his hips snapped up. Understanding exactly what you meant. No clearer green light to him than the way your hips met his just as he bottomed out in you.

Cock twitching inside you. Over shadowed quickly with the gush of warmth filling you. Every last drop he’d shared with no one. Given to you as Francis pulled your hips down on his and emptied every last drop of cum into you he could. 

Dripping around his base. Seeping from your overstuffed cunt. Cum soiling even your deepest areas. When you both finally found a breath was the second you held him closer to you than you had before. Pressing a kiss to his forehead as only a little cum drooled from your cunt still stuffed with his cock.

“Worry not...this will never be fleeting. That I promise.”

#bsd #bsd x reader #bsd smut #bsd francis #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs smut #bungou stray dogs x reader #francis fitzgerald #francis scott fitzgerald #francis scott key fitzgerald #francis x reader #francis fitzgerald x reader #francis smut #francis fitzgerald smut

[pillow-anime-talk]

traditional & maternal s/o.

synopsis: You as a beautiful, traditionally dressed and perfectly behaved woman who shows maternal behavior towards your partner’s subordinates.

# tags: headcanons; current relationships; mature!reader; romance; fluff; slice of life; sfw

includes: female reader ft. yukichi fukuzawa, ougai mori & francis scott key fitzgerald {bsd}

— YUKICHI

↘ Fukuzawa is also a traditional man, so when he met you for the first time, he was genuinely delighted with your grace and your way of speaking. Your delicate tone of voice and perception of the world made a huge, positive impression on him. On top of that, you were really beautiful, and your flowery yukata perfectly highlighted your pretty smile, eye color and hair.

↘ You were adults, so your feelings towards each other were slow and mature. However, when you finally got into a relationship, shortly after that, you lived together in a beautiful old minka with a huge engawa, where you loved to relax and talk about his day at work or plans for the future.

↘ You made the most delicious tea in the whole world and you were a great housewife who loved to cook, bake and take care of others. Yukichi was even happier when you brought to home a homeless little kitten with a twisted paw one day. You took care of him together, considering the pet as your first baby.

↘ More than six months after you moved in together, you visited your partner at the Agency for the first time. Fukuzawa talked to you about his subordinates more than once, showed you their photos and always smiled slightly. And when Kyouka – who was wearing traditional Japanese clothes just like you – joined the Armed Detective Agency the man said that you two looked quite similar.

↘ When on that day, you crossed the area of the building and then knocked on the wooden door, you sighed a little, a bit stressful about meeting new people. Shortly thereafter, a tall, blonde-haired boy with a green notebook in his hand appeared on your doorstep and greeted you. You bowed as well, and then with his consent, you entered the office.

↘ “Have you had an appointment on any case, Lady? How can I help you?” Kunikida asked in a polite tone, and you shook your head.

↘ “I came privately. I made some mochi for you, kids.” You responded warmly. Your person immediately interested Ranpo, Atsushi and Dazai. “Ah, I didn’t introduce myself, I’m so sorry. I am Y/N Y/L/N. Nice to meet you all. Also thank you for taking care of our beautiful city.”

↘ “... How did I deserve to meet such a wonderf...” Osamu began with a broad smile, but the newspaper that hit him on the head silenced his happy lips immediately.

↘ “Stop scaring my partner, Dazai.” Fukuzawa walked towards you, standing next to your figure. “Something happened that you came?”

↘ “Oh, no, Yukichi. I just wanted to meet your almost adopted children.” You smiled at everyone in the room. “And I’ve done too much mochi.” You added when you went to one of the desks to lay out the colorful sweets. The members of the Agency were fascinated with you from the first second.

↘ Yosano was really happy to see her President with a woman who was so perfect for him. Kyouka immediately saw her deceased mother in you and held your yukata with each subsequent meeting, following you step by step. Naomi and Kirako loved hearing your stories and always asked you for tasty recipes. Atsushi, Kenji and Ranpo were your little babies to you, while Jun’ichirou was like your eldest son. Kunikida, on the other hand, was terribly ashamed of you, but finally overcame his shyness, stating that you were a wonderful woman and the future wife of his master. Dazai liked you, of course; even though you often scolded him because of his behavior, he still adored you and respected your person very much.

↘ Your beloved was more than pleased to see that you had such a good relation with his subordinates. You even had great contacts with Fukuzawa’s mentor, Mr. Natsume. It all confirmed Yukichi’s thoughts that you were the best woman he could ever meet.

— OUGAI

↘ Mori wasn’t surprised that another woman around him dressed in traditional kimonos and tied her hair in beautiful buns or braids. After all, he had Kouyou under his command, and before that, also had the sweet Kyouka.

↘ However, what got you all his attention is your kindness and dedication to others.

↘ Neither you, nor Ougai, nor even Elise will forget the day when three of you met in the middle of the street and at the same moment a thief ran out of the bank and his hand with the gun was automatically directed towards Elise who standing next to you. You covered her with your own body, fearing that a stranger would hurt her, but luckily nothing like that came, because Mori personally knocked him out and then calmed your terrified thoughts.

↘ He sincerely thanked you, then suggested a walk and a coffee in a nearby bar. Elise held your warm hand all the way and you were literally the first person the girl liked and trusted so quickly. I think she saw the mother in you, though she shouldn’t have thought so, since she was only Mori’s ability.

↘ But now we are here, a few weeks later, when you recognized the girl as your beloved daughter, and at the same time you became the wife of the boss of the Port Mafia, knowing very well what could happen to you.

↘ But even that, your relationship was really nice and warm; the man finally had someone to come back to, he had someone to talk to about something more than just work, he could cuddle someone and watch a movie or cook a delicious dinner together. Additionally, Elise could finally feel like a real, normal girl and could protect someone more than her own creator. They were both sincerely in love with you, albeit on different levels of this feeling.

↘ Your meeting the rest of the Mafia members was totally unplanned, because one afternoon your beloved husband called you to ask for important documents that he left in a locker, in his office, in your shared small apartment. Of course, you agreed to bring them to him, and on the way to the building you also went to the bakery to buy him and the cute girl something sweet to eat; you chose tiny fruit tarts and a few donuts.

↘ Ten minutes later, you entered the huge building very calmly, looking around to find an elevator or stairs. When you moved another few steps, you immediately stopped when the figure of blonde-haired Elise with a huge syringe appeared in front of you, and a black-haired – unknown to you – boy was thrown hard against the nearest wall.

↘ “Akutagawa senpai!”

↘ Your eyes widened when Elise hugged your stomach, covered by flowery, long yukata. You were still looking at the boy lying next to the white wall, who a second ago wanted to overpower you, probably considering you a threat from outside. You understood it perfectly well, after all, the Mafia had many enemies.

↘ “... Don’t touch my okaa-san!” The girl screamed, squeezing your body a little tighter. You touched her smol head, stroking the blonde locks, and smiled warmly.

↘ “Elise, my honey, you shouldn’t treat others like that, okay?” You asked softly, to which the girl nodded uncertainly. The security staff next to you, as well as Akutagawa and Higuchi, were shocked by Elise’s polite behavior towards your person. Who were you? “Where’s Ougai, my honey?”

↘ “He’ll be here soon. I was faster than him because I sensed you entering the building. I just wanted to say hi.” She replied with a blush and you laughed softly. “It’s for me?” She asked suddenly, pointing her finger at a paper bag with the smell of icing and kiwi. You nodded and handed her the brown bag full of sweets, then headed towards the still-lying boy and woman with the two guns in her hands.

↘ “Are you okay? I’m so sorry to cause the confusion, I didn’t want to look suspicious.” You whispered, stroking his head while guessing that the Mafia man in front of you is quite young. “Does something hurt you?”

↘ “... Oh, Y/N-chan, what happened?” Finally Ougai came downstairs and you smiled once again.

↘ “There was a little misunderstanding, but it’s okay now.” You answered softly, patting the twenty-year-old’s dark hair one more time. Ryuunosuke found your touch really soothing.

↘ “B-Boss...! Excuse m-me, but...!”

↘ “Hmm. I guess, all of you have already met my lovely wife?” He asked rhetorically, walking up to you, helping you to get up and kissing your forehead. “Be nice to her, otherwise you know what awaits you.”

↘ Akutagawa and Higuchi nodded slowly, swallowing the saliva in their mouths. The boy was really glad that day that Elise had stopped him, because it could end up really... bad.

↘ Needless to say, you gradually got to know more and more people and every member of the Port Mafia liked you; you were especially close to Kouyou, Gin and Yumeno, who became another baby to love for you. And also, despite the first meeting, Akutagawa adored you very very very much. You spoiled him as much as your daughter.

— FRANCIS

↘ Fitzgerald met you in the store when he was at one of the many sales. You watched him with a soft laugh as he selected pots and other cheap things.

↘ Of course he noticed you quickly; how could he not do that? Your traditional, long kimono and breathtaking hairstyle immediately caught his eye, as did your warm expression and amused, shiny eyes. So he replied with a big, manly smile, then started a conversation about how delighted he was with the items here and their prices. You two talked for a long time that day, and in meantime, he invited you for coffee at the nearest coffee shop.

↘ (Of course you had to take him there and teach him to use the menu card because he never has been in the cafe, lmao.)

↘ After eating a sweet, delicious cake and drinking a warm drink, you left the small building and moved on, still talking about your life and plans for the coming days. In the middle of Yokohama city, both of you found Miss Alcott who looking in shock at her leader who was so kind and affectionate turning towards a woman he had barely known.

↘ Louisa, as a great mind, immediately stated that you are a really good human, full of warmth, empathy and respect for other people. All of this was even more true when you offered two newly met people to use your own home to devise a plan for their actions to regain their good name, social status and money. Francis was more than grateful and Louisa genuinely happy that she didn’t have to rent something ugly and dingy.

↘ They stayed with you for more than a few days, and you, as a good housewife, continued to delight them with your tasty meals, desserts and scented tea.

↘ The natural course of things was that the man fell in love with you. However, before confessing his love to you, he first wanted to earn to ensure you a decent life; as his future, wonderful wife.

↘ That’s why he first returned as ‘The Great Fitzgerald’ and then as the man who took your heart and promised to treat you like a Queen.

↘ Of course you agreed; not for money or gifts, but only for him and his honest heart, because the whole situation has brought you closer to each other like nothing else. You supported him very much in his return and you were really proud and glad when Francis came to you one day in a fancy suit, took you in his arms and sincerely thanked you for the last weeks of support.

↘ Shortly after that, you became a couple and later, you became his fiancée. The man thought you were just his personal guardian angel and your getting to know each other was simply planned by fate.

↘ Miss Alcott was more than happy to see you two smiling and so beautifully in love.

↘ Now all you have been waiting for is a wedding and the enlargement of your little family.

#— 🍁 #bsd #bsd headcanons #bsd x reader #bsd x you #bsd x y/n #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs headcanons #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs x you #yukichi fukuzawa #fukuzawa yukichi #fukuzawa yukichi headcanons #fukuzawa yukichi x reader #fukuzawa yukichi x you #mori ougai #mori ougai headcanons #mori ougai x reader #mori ougai x you #francis scott key fitzgerald #francis scott key fitzgerald headcanons

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

I really like your works! What about self-aware Kyuusaku, or maybe Francis? You can do whichever you want!

Baking pancakes (Fitzgerald and Kyuusaku)

Self-Aware! Strictly Platonic! Kyuusaku Yumeno x GN! Reader

Self-Aware! Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald x GN! Reader

Description: You spend time with Q and Fitzgerald. You three are baking pancakes.

Warning: OOC. Q's gender isn't specified. Fluff. English is my second language

You looked around the kitchen.

You close your eyes and shake your head.

Then, you open your eyes and looked around again.

The kitchen table with eight bags of flour, seven sticks of butter, nine big containers of milk, five bottles of syrup, five bottles of whipped cream, a few dozen eggs, and four bags of brown sugar had not disappeared.

You gaze at Fitzgerald and Q. Tycoon and kid looked a little bit ashamed.

"Francis, Q, do you realize, what is the main reason for dairy to be put on sale?"

Francis cleared his throat and answered.

"Well, [Y/N], do you think I have visited supermarkets every day? Or at all?"

Kyuusaku hugged their doll closer and utter:

"And I was..."

You raised your hand.

"Okay, let me rephrase my question. Why no one of you checked the expiration date?"

Fitzgerald and Q try their best not to look at you.

You sigh. These two

Who knew, that Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald, Leader of The Guild and Kyuusaku Yumeno, also known as Q, would become shopping buddies?

Francis, despite getting his fortune back, still enjoyed sales in shops. And Q liked chaos during sales.

You can't blame Francis. There was something special in Sales, and weren't thinking only about lower prices. Sometimes, you could find something interesting in during Sales, be it a good bag, nice clothes, interesting book, tasty food or so many others important or good things.

Today, Francis and Q have stumbled on a sale in your local supermarket. They returned home with bags full of products from sale. They got home. You helped them unpack. Only for you three to saw, that almost all products (except brown sugar, eggs and flour) will soon expire. And, by soon, you mean tomorrow.

That's how you three got in that situation.

Well, no use to just stand there.

"We three are transforming breakfast into dinner"

__________

"Francis, please, break eggs in a separate bowl. Pancakes with eggshells taste terrible. But have a nice crunch."

"Did eggshell got into your pancake on incident or Tetchou tried to cook again?"

"First, Tetchou not that bad of a cook. Second, it was a bet."

"How it ended?"

"With a lecture from Akiko and half-eaten pancakes in the garbage bin."

____________

"Kyuusaku, please, don't add too much sugar."

"Can I make a few pancakes that sweeter than others?"

"Made them on bunny-shaped pan."

_____________

"Careful with flour, [Y/N]. You almost covered the whole table and my doll in it."

"Sorry... Achoo!"

"Bless you, [Y/N]"

"Thanks you two."

___________

"And Miss Louisa was wondering why we need four pancake pens. I was sure that they will be useful."

"Francis, in a house full of people there is no such thing as useless tableware, pan, clothes, shampoo and so on, and so forth.

__________

"Fitzgerald, are pancakes doing good?"

"Everything is great, [Y/N]. How's the last bowl of pancake butter?"

"Almost finished. Kyuusaku?"

"I am adding jam and whipped cream. No problems from my part."

_________

It took time. But, at the end, you three manage to bake enough pancakes to feed a small army.

You feel proud. You noticed, that two other 'cooks' also looked pleased.

Kyuusaku turned to you and Fitzgerald. They were wearing matching aprons with their doll.

"What we are going to cook next time? When we will cook together?"

You and Fitzgerald exchanged glances.

"Maybe, when we will be on a cooking duty next time. As for the food... I am not sure, my young friend. What do you think, [Y/N]?"

You shrug.

"Will see. Just, please, don't buy almost expired food on purpose. If you want to spend time together, just ask."

Fitzgerald's quiet laugh and Q's giggles were their only answer.

#self-awareau #self-awarebsd #bungou stray dogs au #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd anime #bsd x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #platonic #Self Aware Fitzgerald #Self-Aware Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald #self aware q #self Aware Kyuusaku Yumeno #q bsd #q x reader #yumeno kyuusaku #f scott fitzgerald #Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald x reader #bsd fitzgerald

[maislovebot]

Bsd m.list!

• characters who are listed are the only characters I will write for!

ADA!:

Fukuzawa!:

Atsushi!:

{Will you come home and stop this pain tonight?}

• NSFW abc’s, smut, fluff!

{check top 10 bsd characters oral scenarios m.list!}

• Atsu gives you head!

{I love you in the worst way}

• threesome (atsu+reader+aku), overstim, jealousy!

{mary is the girl that I wanna kiss}

• hcs, overstim, mating press!

{mirror sex}

• ramble, insecurity comfort, riding!

{I don’t think there’s anything better than you!}

• fluff, insecurity comfort, praise!

{valentine’s day hcs}

• fluff, hcs, smut!

{Atsushi & his oral fixation}

• smut, cunnilingus, overstim!

Dazai!:

{‘Cause you know what a girl like me really needs right now?}

• smut, oral (reader receiving), overstim!

Yosano!:

Kunikida!:

{check top 10 bsd characters oral scenarios m.list!}

• Kida gives you head!

{valentine’s day hcs}

• fluff, hcs, smut!

Jun’ichiro!: (will accept requests but under very strict restrictions.)

Ranpo!:

PM!:

Mori! (Will accept requests but under very strict restrictions.)

Ace!:

Chuuya!:

{check top 10 bsd characters oral scenarios m.list!}

• Chuuya gives you head!

{I just threw out the love of my dreams}

• face sitting, makeup sex, aftercare!

Kouyou!:

Aku!:

{check top 10 bsd characters oral scenarios m.list!}

• Ryu gives you head!

{I love you in the worst way}

• threesome (atsu+reader+aku), overstim, jealousy!

Higuchi!:

Tachihara!:

Oda!:

Ango!:

{check top 10 bsd characters oral scenarios m.list!}

• Ango gives you head!

The Guild!:

Francis!:

{Money is the anthem of success}

• fluff, suggestive, drabble!

{check top 10 bsd characters oral scenarios m.list!}

• Fitzy gives you head!

Poe!:

Lucy!:

Louisa!:

Margaret!:

John!:

DOA!:

All DOA members!:

{vampirism hcs}

• slight smut, vampirism, hcs!

Bram!:

{I love everything you do}

• smut, bath sex, vampirism!

Sigma!:

{There’s something about you..}

• smut, insecurity comfort, virgin sigma!

{check top 10 bsd characters oral scenarios m.list!}

• Sigma gives you head!

{Thank you}

• drabble, fluff, pampering!

{beautiful}

• gn reader, body insecurity, chubby reader!

{light shower}

• vampire sigma, human reader, hurt/comfort!

{vampire}

• vampire sigma, human reader, headcanons!

{Fedya & Sigma x reader with paranoia}

• drabbles, domestic, hurt/comfort!

{sigma thirst}

• ramble, oral (reader receiving), me thirsting over Sigma’s long hair!

Fyodor!:

{check top 10 bsd characters oral scenarios m.list!}

• Fedya gives you head!

{Fedya & Sigma x reader with paranoia}

• drabbles, domestic, hurt/comfort!

Nikolai!:

Hunting Dogs!:

Jouno!:

{check top 10 bsd characters oral scenarios m.list!}

• Jouno gives you head!

Tecchou!:

Other!:

Mushitaro!:

{check top 10 bsd characters oral scenarios m.list!}

• Mushi gives you head!

Yokomizo!:

Shibusawa (coming soon)!:

Yukito! (coming soon)!:

Mizuki (coming soon)!:

More to come..!

#bungou stray dogs #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs smut #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd smut #bsd #atsushi nakajima x reader #francis scott key x reader #dazai osamu x reader smut #dazai osamu x reader #atsushi Nakajima x reader smut #francis scott key fitzgerald x reader

[midoriyab0y]

I read all your bsd headcanons and I loved them so much.If you don’t mind and if you are comfortable could you please do boyfriend headcanons with Fidzerald (lmao if I spell his name correctly)Thank you ❣️

tysm and i hope this is okay :]

𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐝

you are his future wife and so he will show you off

to anyone

and everyone

“ah, you see this lovely lady right here is my sweetheart, my beauty, my-”

“sir, this is a mcdonald’s drive-through.”

lets you comb his hair

yes, he buys lots of pots and pans for you but never notices when they suddenly go missing (i.e. either yourself or louisa returned them to the store)

he calls you; my love, my sweet, honey, jellybean, jewel, gem

you call him; sugar, daddy, hun, honey

has grown to love going shopping with you — he especially loves it when you put on a mini fashion show for him in the change rooms

when yall are cuddling at night, he’ll sleepily tell you what he wants to name his future kids with you

you call him cute/adorable all the time and he never knows how to react because he’s never looked at himself as ‘cute’ before

“honey, you’re so cute.”

“o-oh, am i? thank you, i guess.”

gives you LOTS os kisses and cuddles because he loves you and just wants to make sure you understand that

your love is priceless to him

#bsd #bsd x reader #bsd headcanons #headcanon #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs headcanons #francis scott fitzgerald #francis scott key fitzgerald #francis scott fitzgerald headcanons #bsd francis scott fitzgerald #francis scott fitzgerald x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader

[ohsoukoku]

dazai o. - nakahara c. -fitzgerald f. s. k. - nakajima a. - edogawa r.

◇ with an s/o who has an ice ability ◇

see part 2 here!

*°• warnings: •°* mentions of killing/violence

[ ] dazai

• he wasnt too fazed by your powers

• until you froze a whole building-

• asks you if you can kill him with your ability

• you obviously say no-

• secretly tests the limits of your ability one day on a particularly hard mission

• you're pretty tired after the whole ordeal, and he makes sure to apologize and pamper you

• on hot days you are this idiots ac

• he calls you his "ice queen" when he's in a teasing mood

[ ] chuuya

• when he went against the armed detective agency and saw you go against his fellow port mafia members, he was pretty impressed but never showed it because you were on the enemy's side

• (also because he found you were pretty cute)

• you officially met him during a ceasefire between the port mafia and the armed detective agency

• once you got closer, he expressed how cool (haha get it-) he thought you were

• talks about you a LOT to koyo

• spars against you and you end up ending the session because no one was winning...

[ ] fitzgerald

• asked lucy to kidnap you after his first meeting with the armed detective agency

• you escape from the moby dick and although he already knew your ability through the files he had read on you, he was incredibly impressed with it

• spared you when they tried to bomb yokohama

• upon meeting him after him and louisa began rebuilding the guild, you became quick friends

• after you started dating him, he'd talk louisa's ear off about you

• adores you with his whole ass heart

[ ] atsushi

• baby boy was really impressed by you when he first saw you in action

• he INSTANTLY developed a tiny crush on you

• you two make a really great team!!

• when you were paired up for missions, you would freeze the enemies lower halves while he attacked them

• he really admires you as a person, significant other and agency member.

[ ] ranpo

• he didn't think much of your ability, other than it being a little impressive.

• as long as it didn't interfere with his status as the best detective, he was fine with it!

• when you got together, he let you freeze all of his chilled snacks (lol)

• (you basically became his personal refrigerator. rip you)

• ranpo prides himself in having such a strong and cute s/o!

#bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd #nakajima atsushi #nakajima atsushi x reader #atsushi nakajima x reader #dazai osamu #dazai osamu x reader #osamu dazai x reader #edogawa ranpo #edogawa ranpo x reader #ranpo edogawa x reader #francis scott key fitzgerald #francis scott key fitzgerald x reader #nakahara chuuya #nakahara chuuya x reader #chuuya nakahara x reader #bsd headcanons

[kunikinnie]

SERIES/EVENT

Almost Blue BSD: Love is War? 100 Follower Event 300 Followers Event Nabe (Hot Pot) - Fukuzawa x F!Reader

ARMED DETECTIVE AGENCY

Dazai, Fukuzawa

Kunikida, Ranpo

Atsushi, Tanizaki, Yosano

PORT MAFIA

Chuuya, Kouyou, Higuchi

Akutagawa, Mori

DECAY OF ANGELS

OTHERS

The Guild as Cats

⭕ - NOT x reader

Sakaguchi Ango

Overworked and with his GN!Personal Assistant [HC] Accidentally calling him a pet name [HC] Sojourn [D] SFW Alphabet Valentines' 2022 [D] Announcing your first pregnancy to your husband [HC] Ace Attorney AU [HC] Swapping bodies with his s/o [HC] Jealousy [HC] Being a thirdwheel [HC] ⭕ Showing him a finger heart [HC] Lullaby [D]

Edgar Allan Poe

Reacting to their genderbend Accidentally calling him a pet name Reacting to a F!Reader going as Wednesday Addams for Halloween Sensations Reacting to his irl counterpart Greeting you on your birthday Bringing home a kitten (that they've been wanting too) With a feminine girlfriend [HC] With a reader who can turn people into dust with just one look [HC] Jealousy [HC] SFW Alphabet With an s/o who's ability is similar to Natsume's [HC] Braiding his girlfriend's hair [D]

Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald

Not saying I love you back to him as a prank [HC]

#bsd #dazai osamu #kunikida doppo #nakahara chuuya #akutagawa ryuunosuke #tanizaki junichirou #bsd edgar allan poe

[maislovebot]

Money is the anthem of success

As a way to celebrate the 4th I’m writing about everyone’s favorite American, in other words.. Francis x reader fluff

Title is from National Anthem by Lana Del Rey

Featuring: gn!reader, fluff, suggestive themes, it’s a drabble btw, patriotism (jk I promise), established relationship, gentle kissing, gentleness in general, I wrote this in literally five minutes, fluff and crack, sort of

You lay between Francis’ legs peacefully, eyes closed as you listened to the faint sound of fireworks and sparklers in the background. Most of everything was being blocked out by your window, but you could generally hear everything going on outside. While you found the sounds calming, Francis seemed slightly irritated.

“What’s wrong, Francis?” You questioned.

He sighed, “I love when you lay like this because I can hear your breathing but I can’t hear it over those damned fireworks.”

You nodded and turned around so you could lay your arms on either side of his head, before you leaned down and kissed his cheek.

“Well then, let’s change positions.”

You grabbed Francis’ arms gently and gestured that you two flip, so he went along with what you wanted to do.

He was confused for a minute before you grabbed the back of his head gently and brought him down to your lips, kissing him gently. You took your dominant hand and began to gently caress the side of his face. He went along with it and lightly kissed you back, slowly gaining more vigor as it went on. He pressed into you intently while he held both sides of your face with his hands. He moved his right hand away from your face and gently poked your thigh, making you open your mouth in confusion, giving him time to bring his tongue to your mouth. He gently licked at the tip of your tongue, as did you. As time went on, he lightly ground his knee into your crotch, making you chuckle into the kiss. Eventually you both ran out of air and you let go of the back of his head and he pulled back, a thin string connecting you two. Francis shut his mouth, breaking the thin string in the process. He was gently panting with you,

“That was nice. Now, lay down on my chest. Then you’ll be able to feel my breathing.”

Francis’ eyes slightly widened at your boldness, but he quickly smiled and did as he was told, leaning down and laying his head atop your chest.

“Better?” You questioned.

“Yes, very much.”

You brought your hand up and lightly caressed the top of his head, making him fall asleep almost immediately. Once you heard his breathing getting heavier, you chuckled and stopped petting his head as you felt yourself falling asleep as well.

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This is purely satire I’m not some raging patriot I just wanted an excuse to write abt my beloved Fitzy:3

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