#sigma next to him: bro what the fuck

[yomeiu]

can you see me clearly?

#drowning live on the monitors #my poor pookie schmookie broke his leg #chuuya where are you #i have no reason to make this into skk but i will anyway #hes waving at his bf chuuya ofc #dazai be like *twirls hair* chuuya i know you're being possessed by the devil but im on the big screen #sigma next to him: bro what the fuck #literally dont know what this looks like because on every screen i own the colors are different #i also lost the file of these so what ever mistake you see well its there foreve my bad #recent chapters getting me scared #water practice #dazai osamu #dazai #bsd #bungo stray dogs

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

Ok so now that I've spent some time thinking about the whole "Chuuya was never a vampire" twist, I... still don't like it. For many reasons.

Here's my explanation; if you want to read it, please do. I strive to be fair. I want to wait for the manga release before making a verdict on whether it's bad writing or not, and I also want to see the start of next arc to see where they're going with all this.

If you don't want to read it, and you're having fun with the twist (it is funny. I will admit that much), then skip this and keep having fun! I don't want to ruin anyone's enjoyment.

First of all. It makes no sense. There are things that just do not add up. There was never an indication this was a possibility.

Bro. Did you put on costume makeup for the texture under your eyes? Did it wash off after nearly getting drowned and you had to frantically reapply it behind Fyodor's back and that's why we couldn't see your face for several chapters. Did you take it off again for your dramatic reveal here at the end? I demand smeared undereye makeup Chuuya in the manga when it releases hbfsdjhbfv

Ok this was more a joke. But here's what really irks me.

From what I can recall, this is. True. He needs to have made contact to manipulate gravity. It's also re-established in this very arc.

Great. So how the fuck did he slow the elevator? He was with Fyodor in a separate room! This makes no sense. Did he leave to stop the elevator and Fyodor was like "oh chill. ok come back soon"??? What?!

Here's another thing I want to address:

@ticklinglady I had this same question. However, on thinking on it again, I do have an answer that makes sense - they had to buy time for Sigma to use his ability on Fyodor, to gain knowledge on him about what he knows, and what his ability is. <-I feel confident in saying this is going to be important later. Sigma will still have a role to play and we will find out more about Fyodor!

Alright. Moving on to the themes, and why this also doesn't work (at least for me).

The theme in this arc is very much to do with the contrast between trust vs control. This is Fyodor's failing when it came to Dazai, and it is established very early on as the major contrast between them, in the Sky Casino arc. The vampires, though it seemed silly and random, fit nicely into that theming. And the conclusion, where Dazai showed extreme faith in Sigma and the Agency members (and what an interesting contrast that is; to have someone show faith in ordinary humans when his foil is a man who has faith in god but not humanity), that fits into that theming also. Ok, so this was an extension of that right? Showing faith in Chuuya, as always.

Yeah, no. I want to direct your attention back to this here.

This line is the one that had everyone going "oh man skk is going to fuck you up for that". I made an entire analysis back when this chapter first came out about the themes that we saw, and Fyodor's utter devaluing of the effectiveness of people beyond just their skills and abilities (it's here, if you're curious). This is why I suspected that, since Dazai and Fyodor are intellectually matched, it would have to be Sigma and Chuuya to catch Fyodor off guard - because he only values what people can do, not who they are.

Well, we got a little with Sigma, before Fyodor took control of the situation again. (Rip buddy.) Sigma's tenacity and unwillingness to fall for Fyodor's manipulating him away from helping the Agency was based off his personal choice and free will. He managed to shoot him! Fyodor was reduced to a cheap trick to get close enough to stab him! There was a certain level of payoff.

But Chuuya? I want you to think for a second. What did he actually do? Not a single part of this was Chuuya's idea. It was Mori's - he was at the very least sent undercover under orders, if not sent to Meursault under orders. He didn't even glue his own fangs in apparently. Now let's go over what he did. Why was it so necessary that it be Chuuya there? Well, obviously because gravity manipulation was needed to slow the elevator and the bullet. Oh... hm. So. His ability. Was what was needed, huh?

But it was necessary for it to be Chuuya because of the bond between him and Dazai, right? Oh. Wait. So, Chuuya's personality and goals don't matter - only his ability to read Dazai.

This twist makes it so Chuuya as a person doesn't actually throw a wrench into Fyodor's plans at all. All that matters is that he is Mori's executive and Dazai's partner. I guess he was "utilized" after all. I thought, with his characterization in Fifteen and Stormbringer, that we were moving away from this characterization of Chuuya only by his bond with Dazai. Do you want to scream.

You might be saying, okay, but at the very least it showed the depths of Double Black's bond! ...did it? Not really, at least not to me. The only impressive part of any of this was Mori's preparedness. This was barely an skk plan. It was a Mori plan. Double Black placing their lives in each other's hands is a Tuesday for them. This is nothing we didn't already know. And truthfully, it goes nowhere near the level of sheer trust we saw in Dead Apple. Mori sent Chuuya in sure, but it was only after everything settled down that he realized that Mori suspected Dazai would need help. Before that point, it seemed everyone thought Dazai was dead except Chuuya. Chuuya chose to jump out of that plane. Chuuya chose to risk his life. It showcased his personality, his free agency, and the level of trust they had far, far better. And it was emotionally satisfying! Dazai was extremely grateful that his trust paid off! Chuuya was somewhat conscious during Corruption, enough to weaken his own punch and shout Dazai's name! Dazai prevented Chuuya from having his ability be separated from him by the fog! They are an unbeatable team... but they were still left exhausted, and had to rely only on each other. How does what happened in this latest episode compare to that in a way that makes me believe they've actually outmaneuvered Fyodor?

Listen. I'll take twists that don't really have a great build up if they further the themes or character development, or it just makes for good drama. There's an interesting pay off, at least, so I say "okay, okay. Could've been done better, but I'll let it slide for the intrigue." But here? Nothing. It was boring. Are you bored.

Anime watchers were probably more fine with it. Maybe it was a little disappointing, but oh well. But manga readers have been having this plot dragged out for years. A lot of said fans (including myself) were excited to see Chuuya become main series relevant and receive present day development - and it seemed like we were going to get that with the recent publication of not one, but two Chuuya backstory novels, and the drama of this arc pitting Dazai and Chuuya against each other. Instead, this did absolutely nothing of interest for his character. Why was he even here?

Which brings me to the last point, which is the characterization.

Going back and re-reading this entire arc now, it becomes one big stage performance. Ok, fine, it's a little funny. But now there's hardly anything of value to these interactions. The only ones that actually matter are Fyodor and Sigma, and Fyodor and Nikolai. All that buildup to drama between Double Black, to another incredible display of trust, to something shifting and changing from the status quo... all that build up, and nothing has changed for Chuuya, or for Double Black. The show of trust wasn't even that dramatic really. Are you bored still.

This also weakens Fyodor's character to me. Fyodor witnessed their incredible show of trust in Dead Apple. I assumed he was prepared for skk-typical bullshittery, you know, being a genius on par if not greater than Dazai. You're telling me he was so overconfident he completely missed that Chuuya wasn't a vampire? Really? Fyodor really had nothing in place that would verify whether the vampires were actually under control? He wasn't constantly checking for a plan? It really was just red eyes and fangs, and he thought that was fine? That's it? Ok.

Truthfully, I was kind of :| about several of the preceding twists in the Meursault arc, particularly the dagger Fyodor pulled out when he started acting to Sigma, and the door railing being preemptively crushed by Chuuya before the drowning started. The dagger was actually ornate in the manga, which raised several questions - it couldn't have come from a guard. It made me think there was more to that interaction than just Fyodor pretends to have a split personality and that there was actually something to that knife. Well, it was made to be a regular knife in the anime, so I guess theorizing across those lines are dashed.

What bothered me the most though was the crumpling of the rail to stop the door from completely closing. There was no indication of this in the manga. None. No one could've predicted that - because it's stupid. The water filled so fast it couldn't get out of the crack in the door, even though it was huge??? Dazai was in the control room - you're telling me that there was no security camera focused on the door??? You know, where you would position a security camera??? It was dumb to me, but I was willing to roll my eyes and move on because I was expecting a good payoff to all this, and well, it was funny.

But now, the whole arc is one extended joke skk were playing on Fyodor. And you're telling me that's how our major antagonist goes out? Our major antagonist of several arcs? Be for fucking real.

And depending on when Dazai figured it out, it may even cheapen earlier scenes. If he found out after the elevator slowed like people have been theorizing, I could accept that. That's fine. But I need people to recall: in the actual episode he states "it was all an act".

Is Dazai probably lying to save face? Sure. But as of this moment we actually have no evidence it wasn't an act from the beginning. Remember that Ango was communicating the whole time with Dazai. Remember that Mori was involved and helped Tanizaki and Kenji get to safety. It's entirely possible it was all premeditated.

One last suggestion: the plan name was "Good-bye" as suggested earlier. This means that even if Dazai didn't know from the beginning, he knew by the time of his speech to Chuuya as he was drowning.

This means that his whole scheme with Sigma was not an extremely dangerous, life-risking play on his part at all (@daz4i has gone to explain why this sacrificialism isn't good for a suicidal character, which I recommend reading, but nonetheless it was still notable characterization for Dazai). And what about this?

Even his own flashbacks and memories were, what? A lie? A performance? For whom? Not for Fyodor, that's for sure.

For us. The readers. For the people who are invested in these two and their dynamic. For the people who wanted development between them, because there are actually issues there that have not been resolved. People wanted Dazai to show real concern. Chuuya is still bitter, even if Dazai thinks everything is fine and the same since he left. There was a tease that we're going to get how Chuuya felt when Dazai left the Mafia at some point in the future. People were making angsty art and writing and getting really excited because all the prior interactions had appeared to be set up for the payoff of this drama.

We get an introduction in the dungeon. We reveal their partnership and fearsome reputation during the Lovecraft fight. They perform flawlessly in Dead Apple. Throughout all this, they need no communication. They read each other and respond in tandem, always... but there's still an underlying tension in the way they do not talk to each other. I, and many others, had thought the prison escape arc was the breaking point for some development, since their prior appearances were all meant to establish them as a team, and this arc dealt heavily with the breaking of established things.

But no. Deus ex skk is perfect. They have no issues or flaws. Do you want to scream again.

Anyways. I recognize I'm probably just very disappointed right now and by tomorrow, I probably won't care anymore and will just roll with it. I think I was extra disappointed because while I tempered my expectations for, say, Yosano and Kyouka's involvement (sigh...), I fully expected skk would be handled well, being the fandom faves and where the money is at, so I guess I took the disappointment that much harder.

However, I'm eager to see how the manga tackles the ending, and if we will get any extra cues or better pacing there that may make me not quite so bitter. If it's any consolation, I do think we'll be getting Chuuya focus at some point in a future arc, and while I do think Fyodor is dead, I doubt he will have stopped haunting the narrative. He'll be back in some capacity. I'm pretty certain he's still the mastermind.

And I'm curious about the next arc and what's happening there. Maybe some things will be revealed later that will help smooth out the flaws here.

#storyrambles #listen by tomorrow i'll probably be totally chill and whatever about it #i just needed to get this out #bsd #bsd season 5 #bsd spoilers #bsd negativity

[bucknastysbabe]

Handsome Devil • C. Cole

Rating: Explicit

Word count: 4.3k of uhhh I love this little guy lets break him

Tags: PEGGING, prostate massage, anal sex, oral (f and m! receiving) femdom, modern au, college au, Criston is actually a little Baby Girl but pretends to be Big Man, like he’s a touch-starved needy SLUT, enemies to lovers, fast burn, Degredation and dirty talk, feminization, alcohol use, Alicent is a sad lesbian and I stand by this, man tears, subby spacey boy, Alicent is DONEEEE

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The more you learned about the enigmatic Criston Cole, the less you wanted to know. Mainly because his bravado was a bluff you could only seem to see. He listened to those idiotic chauvinist podcasts. You’d almost asked Alicent why she brought the asshole around so often.

But you knew. They both got dumped by Rhaenyra, who was moving on as they stewed. Her new man was quite hot. Poor Ali, she was the epitome of sad sapphic poetry. Stuck in the ways of her upbringing— a limbo of sorts. Still, a dear friend whom you tried to uplift and support, especially after the breakup.

Meanwhile, she was getting closer to Criston. Who you had remained to have a normal conversation with. Usually, you’d argue with him until he would yell or storm out— over topics such as tampons being taxed or the gender pay gap. Alicent would merely ignore you two, pouring over a book, headphones in.

The prick was a waste of good looks in your opinion. There had to be a chink in his proverbial armor. Perhaps something under the puffed chest and nice clothes. Social media didn’t turn up much besides his frat and different dates every day of the week. He had multiple retweets of meninism or whatever the fuck incels called it these days.

The only observation you could draw from his socials and continuous annoying existence was he couldn’t keep a girlfriend. You weren’t going to reach out to Rhaenyra either.

You’d have to test your theory next time he was over with Ali. That was nearly always if he wasn’t out being a “frat star” or had class. You heard his clipped tones and her replies as you lay in bed. You’d have to get up and say hello. There was an ongoing competition to who could give the least excited greeting after all.

“Oh, you again.”

“Yep,” he replied, popping the ‘p’. You narrowed your eyes and shouldered past his stupidly good-looking body. You could feel the heat of his gaze follow your frame to the refrigerator.

“Care for something Cole?”

“Sparkling water. Anyways have you heard about this new-“

You tuned Criston’s impressively sexist commentary out, handing the sparkling water to him and landing a smack to a pert ass. It was a heavy handed smack— like the prick was some poor girl at a party. Alicent already had her headphones in, typing away, pointedly ignoring you two. Criston spluttered and gaped, brows furrowing.

“What the fuck was that for?”

His brows were pulled tight and cheeks flushed. ‘Fuck yes!’ you thought, this might be ammo. Shrugging you stated, “I dunno, figured you talk so much about these horrid men you’d want to be treated like one of their ‘bitches’, yes?”

Criston hissed, “You’re so dramatic, don’t touch me.” You couldn’t help but smirk at his trembling hands on the countertop, drink left untouched. A certain stagnancy was in the air. Making a faux expression of concern you cooed at him.

“Oh, my bad, did alpha sigma male chad Criston get his pretty ass slapped?”

He gasped, actually gasped out loud.

You changed gears, “I mean, someone needs to fuck all those emotions outta’ you. Such a whiny thing. None of your frat bros take it out on that sweet ass? Back when you were a freshman? C’mon you were soooo twinky then.”

Criston’s bravado had shattered quite more than you anticipated. His stark white knuckles on the marble counter trembled, a red flush appearing down the tan neck. He ran an exasperated hand through his curls, voice weak, “I’ve done nothing ah-of the sort. What game are you playing here? I only fuck girls.”

“The hot gossip was that Rhaenyra had you on all fours, like a sweet pup.”

He chugged the sparkling water, sweat beading on his forehead. Placing it down with a shaking hand Cole warbled, crossing his arms defensively “Th-that’s lies, fuck off, really, you’re into that degeneracy?” You laughed and sauntered off with your own drink, pausing at your bedroom door.

“If you need a good fucking, my door is open, I’d give that mouth of yours something to suck on.”

Criston visibly shivered and swallowed, adjusting his pants. Narrowing his eyes, he snatched his laptop and walked away. You blew a kiss, closing your door. Either Criston would take the bait or continue on into misery. You had a feeling it would only be a matter of time.

Ali and Criston were trashed from her sorority’s formal and you said you’d be the designated driver. You had completely forgotten until Ali sent a text, “met a hot chick walking to her dorm, Cris still needs a ride. Pleaseeeee🥺🥺🥺🥺” For the sake of Alicent getting her pussy ate for once you told her you’d pick up bozo. Which he eagerly got into your car, still taking pulls from his bottle of dark liquor.

You stared in abject horror at his disheveled state, particularly the way his pinched look was absent. Criston Cole was shitfaced to say the least. His eyes were hazy and reddened, a loose way in which he held himself, none of that tightness. Criston sat forward, whining, “Change the music, something else, ugh!”

“We have a 30-minute drive so it better be good Cole.” He clumsily plugged his phone in…and out came the wailing tones of Morrissey. You did a double take— wondering if Criston Cole was truly a fan of the ultimate sad sack music? You loved the band too but this felt...strange. Criston laid back and sang along, stretching his legs, dark hair flowing in the wind.

“The Smiths huh?”

Dark eyes regarded you slowly. He mumbled, “The- the songs, they get me. It’s s’good. I’ve heard you listen to them.”

“Yeah they’re a favorite of mine actually,” you admitted. How come he couldn’t talk to you about that? You scoffed, he was such a fucking weirdo. Criston smiled goofily, looking over at you. He laughed, “You’re being nice to me!”

“You’re not being a raging dick head, of course, I’ll return the favor Criston.”

He grinned some more, eyes out the window, singing along to the lyrics. His smile faded but he continued to softly murmur along.

And I’m not happy and I’m not sad.

“You hanging in there okay? Not feeling sick?”

“Nah, m’fine, didn’t really hit it heavy until later. When we had to dance and shit.” You smirked, prodding a broad shoulder. Criston snorted, “I don’t like to dance unless I’m properly loaded, too awkward.”

You laughed, “I love to dance! It’s not all business.”

He took another swig and rasped, “Trust me, it’s quite awful, I can deal with that shitty frat grinding for a bit, no finesse in that. You won’t catch me fist pumping around.”

You decided drunk Criston was entertaining. Fishing through the car’s compartments you asked “Wanna smoke?” He groaned in delight, “Fuck yes, Ali hates it.” You lit up one and handed it to him, suppressing the shiver at the soft touch of his warm fingertips.

You smoked along with him, belting Handsome Devil.

I say, I say, I say, I crack the whip! And you skip but you deserve it— you deserve it deserve it deserve it.

He giggled a bit, pretty face exclaiming the innuendo filled lyrics. Cole unbuttoned his stiff blazer and threw the last dregs of his cigarette out. You softly glanced over, shaking your head at this strange version of the bane of your existence. He raised a thick brow and questioned “What? You’re looking through me again.”

“You’re a fun drunk,” you laughed with eyes on the road.

“I’ve been told that I don’t know- it’s weird,” he murmured.

“It’s not weird. You don’t need a drink to lighten yourself up,” you playfully rolled your eyes, “Or be a raging chauvinist.”

Criston narrowed his eyes, lightly shoving you by the shoulder. You giggled and yelped, “Hey- easy there- I’m driving!” Criston snorted, “Then drive and don’t insult me. Also, I’m taking Ali’s bed, better than that shit they give me at the frat house.”

Criston is alone in the apartment with you. That would be a first. You merely nodded with a weak, “Aye-aye captain.” He asked for another cigarette, singing and smoking. You would peer at his relaxed face and shoulders, smiling softly.

It would be back to normal come morning.

He was a bit drunker than you expected upon arrival. Criston stumbled a bit closing the car door, clumsy footsteps leading to the stairs. You followed along, getting out your key and snickering. Cole smelled good; a mix of cologne, cigarettes, and expensive bourbon. You ignored the way he was towering over you.

You unlocked the door and let him in, turning back to lock it again. As you twisted again, the brunette’s big hands and lips were on your face. His voice cracked as he moaned, “Want you so fucking bad, c’mon baby, c’mon.” You’d love to indulge him but the man was wasted.

Gently removing yourself from him you shook your head to state, “Criston. You’re drunk. Maybe sleep this off a little before making moves.” He frowned, puppy eyes shining pitifully. He huffed, running a hand through his wind-blown hair. “Right, right, m’sorry, I just.” He began to walk away.

“You just what?”

Criston shot you the most pitiful look. The type of look that made you want to baby him. Then make him cry. You leaned toward babying him right now. Criston untied his laces, voice sulky, “You intimidate me so I just act like a prick. I thought since the other day you might be interested.”

You sighed at the pouting man.

“Criston, darling, I really wish we didn’t have this moment when you’re fucked up. No funny business but you can cuddle with me tonight. Since you look like a sad puppy.”

He seemed to brighten a bit, apologizing, “I- I know! And don’t call me that.”

Rolling tired eyes, you moved into your bedroom while stripping. He stared at you merely clad in underwear and a thin tank. Maybe you could play around with him in the morning? Alicent will want to play sleepover at least two more nights before the inevitable breakdown.

Criston eventually shuffled in, wearing his briefs and dumb little argyle socks. He climbed clumsily onto the bed, you chiding, “Under here dummy, here!” He snickered, warm body sidling to your own. A tan arm wrapped its way around your waist, the man like a damn Koala the way he plastered himself to you.

He pressed a few little kisses before getting batted on the head. Criston groaned before snuffling, “You’re so strange, God, make me feel goddamn crazy.” His legs intertwined with your own, lips smirking against your nape.

“So does this mean you aren’t always…so sexist?” you asked.

He didn’t reply but you knew the answer. Sleep reached the pair of you easily, especially poor drunk Criston. He’d be alright after some breakfast. The man laced his fingers with yours, dreaming of happy things.

You awoke with a very hard dick slotted between your ass cheeks. Criston still had a death grip on you— inky curls tickling your face. Raising a brow you took inventory of the situation. The man was not awake. But he was groaning and rutting against your ass.

This should be good.

“Criston- uhhh- Criston!,” you yelped. Brown eyes opened wide, his cute face half red and curls adorably sleep-mussed. He retracted himself in a flail of limbs, apologizing profusely. He seemed to be getting more frantic until you put a hand on his surprisingly still-hard dick.

Criston’s wide eyes flicked down to your hand and back up to your dead serious face. He gulped, “I- uh- enjoyed last night. Sorry.” Holding back a laugh, your hand tightened a little on his girth, straining the dark fabric. The man was bigger than you thought, especially after all that horrid talk.

He whimpered a little, eyelids fluttering, dark lips falling open. You questioned the man “Well, Ali won’t be here for a bit. Maybe I can make good on my promise Hm?” Another whimper graced your ears. Criston whined softly, “Please, yes, please.”

You immediately straddled him, Criston groaning, remaining pliant. Caressing his cheek you asked “How’s the hangover? Maybe some breakfast and water first? I’ll be a good little housewife and make it for you.” He scoffed, lips turning up a hair, “I always thought you had it in you. Sure.”

You ignored his comments while making some French toast. Soon you’d have the man crying and shaking, Criston could cling to his manhood while he ate. Immediately after— you two had climbed back into bed, you atop his slim hips, the tank top was far gone.

His big hands greedily pawed at your tits, Criston lapping into your mouth. You had reached around to curl your fingers in slightly overlong hair, moaning into his mouth. You’d been lazily rutting your hips against his cock, enjoying the man trying to cut off his moans.

What was he going to do when you had two fingers in his ass playing with his prostate?

You smirked and pulled back, him chasing you forward, brows pinching. Sliding both of your palms down his chest you cooed, “Lay back, I got you, sweetheart.” Criston fell back like a chopped tree, dark eyes looking up. You inched down tan skin until you sat between his thighs, patting his hips so you could get his underwear off. His adorably soaked fucking briefs.

“You’re excited hm? All wet for me?”

Criston shivered, thighs twitching as he bit his bottom lip, swallowing audibly. You eased off his underwear, fighting back laughter as you threw them to the side. It was the reverse of what usually happened in bed for the man— you knew that. His cock was flushed and gorgeous as it slightly dribbled pre onto olive skin.

You hummed in excitement, laying on your belly as you took his length in hand. Criston’s stomach twitched as he breathed in sharply, face agonized. You immediately lowered your head to the slit and laved off the pre, eyes coming up to meet his.

“Oh fucking…fuck,” he muttered, hands fisting in the comforter. He was holding back— big time. You would get Criston to unwind soon. You felt the poor baby didn’t know what was hitting him. Swallowing down the head of his cock you rolled his balls with your other hand, making the man groan and twitch again.

You bobbed your head in a familiar rhythm, making sure to drool all over his cock, the wetter the better. Coming up to flick your tongue at the frenulum or his sensitive tip had more spit rolling down to his balls and Criston throwing his head back to moan.

You’d try a little stimulation first before shocking the man with the anal question. While still sucking, the hand holding his balls crept back to shove two fingers up into that sensitive thin skin. You felt him from the other side, that hard gland was a bit swollen. Good god, had the guy not cum in days?

Criston’s entire demeanor shifted as you stroked his taint. His legs subtly widened, stomach sucking in as he let out the tiniest little whine. You pulled off his cock immediately, still stroking as you needled, “Crisssston, you like me playing with your special spot? Spreading your legs for me like a slut.”

He whimpered and a hand came up to his head as if to hide his eyes. Cole managed to reply after heaving a couple of times. The man moaned, “You- you can’t! Ohmygod s’fucking good- no!”

Kissing his trembling hips you kept massaging and stroking, murmuring in a more gentle tone “It’s okay sweetheart, it’ll be our little secret, I think you’ll feel good if you let me play some more. Really milk you dry. You want that baby?”

He moaned long and loud, cock slightly spitting onto his messy stomach. You grinned, watching Criston unravel by the second. He was a goddamn princess, wanting to be babied and loved on. He babbled, “Please yes— don’t tell anyone please I want it so so so bad please!”

You smiled at him, pressing lips to his hipbone again, shushing his pleading. This was going to be a fun ride for your new toy. You eased your fingers back, instructing Cole to bend his legs, he huffed and immediately followed the order.

It took a lot of petting and hushing until you’d breached his tight rim. You had to get up and grab lube when Criston started to ramble and tighten in apprehension. He was looser around your fingers but still wound tighter than a bowstring.

Every breath was a soft little noise, his dark orbs nervously flicking down to watch. You slipped your middle finger along the pointer, sitting flush up against his thighs for comfort. Watching his face you fingered deeper, fingers awkwardly searching for his prostate. You knew you’d found it when he jolted and shouted abruptly, tensing up.

He mewled like a cute little slut when you dragged your fingers across the gland, legs tightening around your hips before he arched and spread wider for you. Cooing in surprise you remarked, “Good boy, yesss, spreading your legs for me like a sweet baby.”

Criston seemed to lose more control at your words, crying wordlessly and writhing as he was worked over. His hands grasped and held at your waist, nails digging in just so. You grinned and put more pressure on him. He responded easily, shuddering and whining as his cock leaked more and more.

“Please, oh my god, please more, more, touch me!”

You leaned over his trembling body, lips ghosting over his drooling ones, practically fucking him with your fingers. Criston was sloppy as he pressed swollen lips against yours, tongue desperately lapping inside, moaning all the while. Snickering at him only had him whine and try harder, brain slowly oozing out of his ears with every rough jab of your digits.

You breathed when he did, softly demanding, “You’re so damn needy Criston, come for me and loosen up pretty baby.” Swiping a lazy hand across the mess of his sensitive stomach had Cole gasping and falling apart whimpering. His trembling hands slapped to the bed as you felt his ass tighten around your fingers, cock flexing as he spilled all over his stomach.

Criston dissolved into tears, blabbering, “I-I’m still cumming, ah, mmm, I’m s-still cumming!” You smirked as you dragged across his sweet spot again, forcing another whiny sob and gush of essence out. He was writhing again, back arching to figure out whether to escape or fuck back onto your digits.

“Goodness. You’ve made a mess of yourself. Attention whore, you just needed to be coddled and loved on. Stupid little pet,” you drawled.

“Mhm, mhm, yes!,” Criston groaned, “A fucking whore.”

“You want something bigger in your ass honey? Since you’re my whore?”

His eyes rolled a little, you having to hold his cheek to get the man’s full attention. Criston stared at you with wide eyes, mouth fumbling around a response. You slid your fingers out of him gingerly, relocating to a nearby shirt, wiping your hand off.

Criston breathed, “God oh- uh- God, yes, yes I want it.”

He blinked in shock when you were back between his thighs, looming over his already used body. The polka-dotted harness and strap-on cock were secured. Criston had been quiet and pliant while you got ready, hand rubbing his achy cock, squirming and softly sighing in need. You tittered at him in sympathy, poor baby's dick had not wilted since the beginning of this excursion.

You fisted the strap with a lubed hand, smiling at Criston's little noises and trembling. Off a look alone, one would think he was either a virgin or a nympho. Sliding your non-lubed palm up his inner thigh had Criston whine deep in his chest, dark lashes fluttering across reddened cheeks. He slurred softly "M'ready, unnh, be gentle?"

Rubbing soothing circles into his lean thigh you hummed, honey dripping from your words, "Don't have to worry about a thing sweetie, I've got you. You're gonna love it I promise." Criston nodded, puppy eyes trained on you, his hands slithering to your hips to grip the flesh.

You rubbed the tip of the blunt strap against his loosened ass, inching in enough to pop the tip. Criston’s breath drew tight, eyes wide, fear flitting across his features. You shoved both of your thighs up under his, stroking tan flanks while murmuring, “Relax, s’okay baby, jus’ us Criston, relax.”

He nodded with a strangled noise, the silicon cock sliding in halfway, you laying down atop Criston. You traced a hand across his stubbled cheek to dark hair, kissing eager lips. Cole opened for you with a hopeless moan, then a cry as you jerked your hips— the fake dick all the way inside now. You whispered between kisses, “Mm- there we go- good boy- takin’ me all the way like that.”

“Uh-huh,” he garbled out, pretty eyes rolling.

His bigger arms had wrapped around your back, leaving your lower half to fuck him in a shallow rhythm, grazing his sensitive sweet spot. You had one arm up and in Criston’s hair, the other holding his hip as you fucked him. Moans fell out of his swollen mouth on every thrust, his legs flopping between tightening and falling loose.

“Aw, baby, you feel good? You being my good whore Criston?”

Criston sobbed, rutting back onto your dick and wrapping long legs around your waist. He slurred some nonsense as you fucked into him harder, angling downward to hit his prostate. Soon you struck it again, the sweet baby between your legs crying and wailing, kissing and holding you all the while.

You idly wondered if the neighbors could hear Criston being thoroughly used and broken down into mush.

He panted, “Oh, god god god, oh baby, m’gonna cum again!”

“Yeah priss? Gonna cum from having a dick in your slutty pussy?”

Criston trembled and made the most pitiful noise, blabbering and kissing frantically as his arms tightened, “Fuck! Yes!” You grinned and returned the needy little pecks, clapping your hips against his ass, watching his cock leak and swell once again. He’d probably have the orgasm of his life soon. Striking Cole deep began the fire, and then your words set him aflame, burning up as he came with another wail.

He impossibly tightened around you, cum flooding your stomachs as he whimpered, cried, and carried on like the needy little thing he was. Criston sobbed, “Pl-pl-ease don’t ever stop-p! S’go-od! Ohmygod m’all yours, only yours, forever!” You grinned and eased out of him, unclipping the strap-on so you could coddle your whiny toy.

“Such a cute baby, did so well, hmm, you needed to cum huh priss?”

Criston nodded into your neck, not wanting to let go. He asked in a tiny voice “Lemme be yours?” Stroking his slightly sweaty hair you replied, “Sure babes, just remember who blew your mind right here. You’re mine now.” He let out a soft noise, nodding pliantly, nosing and kissing your smooth skin. If you could picture it, hearts were just appearing over the man.

You’d have to talk to him again when he wasn’t a submissive mess— but Criston seemed quite eager to be petted and called pretty. Fucking Princess. You held back your laughter as the thought bubbled up. He was so damn clingy right now you could pull out a purse and he’d crawl into it, or if you had a leash? Criston Cole would definitely be excited.

He just needed to be trained up a little, s’all.

Alicent was tired. She had met a nice girl for once, but she couldn't go shack up for a week as much as she wanted to. Criston and her 'froomie' had been radio silent. The redhead feared they may have killed each other. She gently keyed into the tiny apartment and slunk in, eyes darting around.

"That's good, ah, good boy!" came the cry of Alicent's roommate. She clapped a hand over her mouth, eyes widening in horror. Alicent wanted to melt into the floor. Dear bestie had one of her 'toys' over. Alicent could maybe duck and scramble her way into her room-- from the noises, it sounded like she was receiving some oral attention.

Ali dropped to her knees and ignored the moaning and slick noises. A deeper voice moaned something, Alicent's roommate responding, "Oh shush prissy, there's no one here. You're just being paranoid." The Hightower girl paused again, crawling behind the loveseat. The noises of very...excited cunnilingus ramped back up. She made the horrid choice to peak out before making the final cross.

Criston 'I don't eat pussy' Cole was on his knees. Eating the pussy of his mortal enemy, Alicent's roommate. Quite enjoyed it from the way he had a hand shoved down his sweats. How long had they been at it? It hit Alicent that the whole apartment reeked of marathon fucking. She could not believe this. Sure they had lowkey sexual tension but this?

Alicent scrambled across to her room, eyes forward and praying no one would notice.

"OH MY GOD- NOnONO! Christ!"

"Oh shit sorry Alicat! I didn't hear you come in! He's trained now!"

Alicent stood behind her closed door, hand over her helplessly smiling mouth. Oh my god, she couldn't be serious right now. Criston Cole broke in as the roomie's toy while she was gone. Hell must have frozen over. She laughed, Criston's miserable voice echoing from the living room. Alicent had to get away from the door so he would not hear her losing her mind. Good for them, good for them!

#hotd fanfic #hotd smut #ser criston cole #criston cole x reader #ser criston cole x reader #modern au #college au #sub!criston #we pegging today #he’s a silly little baby

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

Texting them "He's gone, you can come over"

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings: Dazai, Chuuya, Atsushi, Sigma, Fyodor X Fem!Reader

Genre: Crack, Humor

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: None

Word Count: 0.7K

A/n: Have you noticed how much I love to write about tiktok trends?🚶🏻‍♀️

ok so this prank is hilarious XD

your bf was here since last night and now that it was 8 am, he had to leave for work

I MEAN, this is the perfect opportunity for pranks, right?

so as you give him a goodbye kiss, you wait for him to close the door and approach his car, and that's when you send the text "He's gone baby; you can come over"

↳Sigma

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

so he literally freezes when he sees the message. He takes a dumbstruck look at your house, and then at the phone, and this goes on for a while until he believes what he's seeing is not a hallucination lmfao.

Slowly shoves and the phone back into his pocket, and slinkily hides behind a tree near your house.

youre like "BRO WHAT THE FU- "

Help the dudes acting like a fucking Stalker-

remains like that for a while, carefully analysing every man that passes by your house, but then he slowly comes out, and Starts doing something with his phone.

that when your phone rings.

"O-oh Hey baby, what's up?" "Um, y/n? you sent me a message a while ago… what was that about?"

You try to act dumbfounded as guilt feels you up.

"Oh? that? Oh I accidentally sent it to you! that wasn't for you baby!" "Oh thank god then! ok! bye honey!" "bye!"

lets out a relieved sigh And starts walking to work; and that's when it hits him.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT WASN'T MEANT TO BE SENT FOR HIM-

lmao just tell him it's a prank already

↳Chuuya Nakahara

APEOIH;SHR['HWGA'HGWNE'WG

God I love this guy XDDDDD

Ok this guy is a FREAK when it comes to cheating. Like he will literally SNAP OUT.

so when he reads the message, he will immediately approach his car and opens the car boot.

You look at him, surprised and curious, wondering what the fuck is he doing; when he takes out something and you freak out.

BRO IS THAT A FUCKING CHAINSAW-

WHY THE FUCK IS IT SO BIG HELP-

LMAO LMAO SUDDEN REGRET*

not a second passes that the door literally blows up and Mr. Mafioso breaks inside.

"Y/N YOU FUCKING BITCH IM GOING TO FUCKING MURDER YOU-"

Y/n: panics* lmao

BRO WTF CHILL OUT ARE YOU A FUCKING GANGSTER

oh wait yeah he is a fucking gangster🚶🏻‍♀️

explain to him before he tears you up lmfao

↳Fyodor Dostoevsky

Pffft

You think you're so smart huh

Bro the dude doesn't even make an expression😭

like, literally continues walking after taking a glance at your message.

YOU ARE STUNNED.

I mean you weren't even expecting something cheesy, but at least a bit of discomfort on his face WOULD HAVE BEEN SATISFYING-

now youre hurt lmao

You watch his figure getting farther, when you see a notification on your phone.

Fedya, 08:17 AM:

Yeah, sure.

Y/n: breaks down*

YOU RAT BASTARD-

↳Atsushi Nakajima

lmao

PURE BABY

DOESN'T EVEN THINK OF THE POSSIBLITY OF YOU CHEATING

an excited smile appears on his face when he reads your message, which makes you confused.

Like wtf? This isn't right, right? lol

he starts knocking on your door which gets you a bit excited, but the second you open the door, you sank into his warm embrace.

"Y/N BABY ARE YOU PLANNING A SURPRISE PARTY FOR ME? I LOVE YOU SO MUCH-"

bitch wtf lmao

Y/n.exe has stopped working

NOW YOU HAVE TO THROW HIM A PARTY CAUSE HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU TELL HIM THAT IT WAS JUST A PRANK-

lol you never play a prank on him again.

↳Osamu Dazai

HE WILL LITERALLY COME BACK INSIDE AND WAIT FOR "THE GUY" YOU MEANT IN YOUR TEXT TO JOIN YOU.

I mean he sees right through your little prank, but it wouldn't be fun if he ruins it like that, right?

So he walks back inside and starts nagging with A VERY DRAMATIC TUNE.

"Y/N Baby are you having people over?"

"I- um- "

"Youre so mean! trying to have fun without me! I CANT BELIEVE YOU-"

Sobs as he wipes his invisible tears*

"Ah… sorry…" ⚆_⚆

Sits on the couch next to you, waiting for your friend to arrive.

"Um… aren't you late for work?"

"Nah who cares. I don't do anything there anyway" "Right"

You remain still, thinking which one of your friends are available at this moment so you could ask them to come over lmao

Embarrassing failure*

Reblogs are sooooo much appreciated! :)

#bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd imagines #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs headcanons #bsd headcanons #dazai x reader #atsushi x reader #chuuya x reader #chuuya imagines #atsushi imagines #dazai imagines #chuuya headcanons #atsushi headcanons #dazai headcanons #dazai x you #dazai x y/n #chuuya x you #chuuya x y/n #atsushi x you #atsushi x y/n #AshTheMadWriter #sigma x reader #fyodor x reader #fyodor dostoevsky x reader #sigma imagines #fyodor imagines #sigma fluff #sigma headcanons #fyodor headcanons

[atrodonna]

!!SPOILERS FOR CH. 105.5!!

See, one would have thought that the new chapter would have made me happy with all of this:

I’m not.

I am pissed off beyond belief. We’re back to point A. This whole stupid “I knew that you knew” loop has been keeping the whole story stagnant and it’s irritating. We get the point. You two are smart. Move on with your lives.

It’s just the fact that she didn’t stop time and get away from Fyodor, possibly get the gun and lay some hate in those few seconds. It doesn’t matter how smart he is, he.is.affected. So why the fuck is she loosing to his scrawny ass?

And now the next chapter is going to be Dazai smirking and going on a whole, “Hehe. I knew this stupid bitch would be trying this on me. But what he didn’t know…” And then I’m going to suffer from an aneurysm.

People, allow me to tell you all an important rule of thumb here: “if you can’t beat em. Join em.”

No it is not cowardice, it is simple logic. If you can’t move against the current, let it sweep you by for a few minutes, slowly make your way to the edge of river where there is ground, take a grip and pull yourself out of the water. Please, it is not that hard to understand.

In other words, this whole game is stupid as hell. It has not been going anywhere ever since these two got into mersault- no wait, ever since the Cannibalism arc. The only ones actually doing something are Atsushi’s little squad, Ranpo, man even Fukuchi is doing something bro. That is sad. And I’m glad Dazai had pointed it out too:

“The ones who actually make the world turn are those who scream within the storm of uncertainty and run with flowing blood…”

“Before a strength of soul like that, both you and I can only be paralyzed with wonder.”

Honestly, I don’t think Dazai is capable of killing Fyodor and vice versa. They’re too equal, even though I have more faith in Dazai being able to do so. At this point, to make it move forward, Dazai should’ve just chosen Sigma, looked at Fyodor and went: “We’re gonna get out of here together. Otherwise we’re not going to do shit. Let’s go!” Of course, I am certain Fyodor would have been like “I’m sorry… what?” and Nikolai would have been ripping his hair out of his skull. Then they would have all held hands and walked out of there, saving us at least like five chapters and then Dazai could have maybe pushed him off some cliff or something, idk, just randomly. Or have Nikolai killed him since he wants to be doing so much all of a sudden. And I’m very certain that the little jester would not have liked this particular play out of events.

Moral of the story, Asagiri’s doing too much and I’m tired.

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #fyodor dostoevsky #fyodor bsd #bsd manga #bsd spoilers #bsd season 4 #nikolai gogol #dazai osamu #bsd gogol #bungo stray dogs #dazai bsd #bsd season four #kafka asagiri #bsd ranpo #ranpo edogawa #atsushi bsd #bsd fyodor dostoevsky #bsd fyolai #fyolai #fyogol #fyozai

[bunglegaydogs]

BSD CH.109 SPOILERS AGAIN

So, I said this in my other post, but I really want this to be just focusing on that one point because I actually lowkey believe that Dazai would pull some shit like this.

So, my theory is obviously that Dazai isn't dead and he wasn't actually shot; there's a fucking mountain of evidence pointing to it just smelling so fishy like, where's all the blood? Where's how gorey getting shot in the head at point blank is? Where's the bullet wound on the wall? TW for gore, but when you get shot in the head, typically your brain/muscle and all that good stuff will explode out of the back of your head as the bullet pierces through and splatters it all on the wall (if you're in front of a wall like this mf was).

He should NOT have been able to talk. He should not have been able to laugh, he should not have been able to MOVE POSITIONS BECAUSE YES, HE MOVED POSITIONS.

THIS is the position he "dies" in.

And THIS is supposedly the position he's in next; when and how did this motherfucker move? And if this is the camera that Fyodor is watching, then has someone somehow tampered with it? Man, I don't know.

ANYWAYS.

My theory on how Dazai can possibly survive this shit is that it wasn't a real bullet; and listen, I KNOW that we literally watched Chuuya shoot him three other times and we see the blood, the bullet going through his body and hitting the wall, and we see that he has been shot. That's fucking clear as day; my theory, however, because Dazai is this type of cunning bastard, is that that one round in the gun wasn't a real bullet.

Listen, I know I might be clutching at straws here, but PLEASE hear me out.

My theory is that that round was a paintball. Which would explain 1. the slight dent in his head and 2. the "blood" on his forehead. And, can I just point out how bright those fucking flashes are? Nobody can see anything when Chuuya pulls the trigger; however, the next two times he does, we can see it perfectly fine. I don't know, seems suspicious lol. Anyways.

I think that Dazai either somehow got a hold of the gun that Chuuya has or maybe gave it to him before he ever even went to Meursault, and Chuuya fired one round into his shoulder; he's showing Fyodor that, yes, this is a real bullet. This is a real gun. Then, he shoots him in the head with the paintball bullet. I thought that when Dazai started deciding to shout "Where the hell are you aiming you god damn clutz?!" That it was a signal or him trying to tell Chuuya, who's still in there, "Shoot me in the head next. Aim good." or something; Dazai is NEVER that profane or like that at all. Maybe it's strong emotions/words that get through to the vampires. I don't know. But yeah, so, Chuuya shoots him in the head. Then, he shoots him in the shoulder and in the side to once again prove that it is in fact a real gun, loaded with real bullets. And so Fyodor now thinks that he has won; where in actuality, Dazai is just really injured, but still alive enough to touch Chuuya whilst Fyodor's back is maybe turned from the cameras. Also, we don't know what happened when Fyodor wasn't looking and he was talking to Sigma. Either way, I feel as if he's going to think he's won and think it's all over, then idk Nikolai somehow appears? Where the fuck is that guy? What's going on with the poison? Hm. Anyways, and so yeah.

Maybe I'm clutching at straws because I just refuse to believe that Asagiri is going to kill off Dazai. I don't know. Bro, I'm still just trying to hold out hope for Sigma as well. Too many people are either presumed dead or are in actual like fatal positions and honestly I feel like fucking this;

Anyways, thanks for reading this. I am emotionally distressed.

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #osamu dazai #chuuya nakahara #bsd 109 #ch 109 #bsd ch 109 #chapter 109 #skk #soukoku #manga #i am fucked

[iridescentdove]

Dazai & Sigma x Ichika Nito! Reader

You were a quiet person who enjoys playing your music in silence. Just you, the guitar, and the dimly lit night of twinkling stars. However, it seems your lover as well was fascinated.

Your skills being unbelievable to the naked eye, they began to wonder whether you were human. However, as much as the eye can see, you were still their cute lover, kind and peaceful.

(Slight NSFW under the cut! Because ... well ... Dazai.)

Ichika Nito's Music For Reference: https://youtu.be/DRfzittQ4Wc (WATCH IT IT'S HEAVEN.)

DAZAI OSAMU:

Asked you to choke him w/ your fingers

Jokes aside, he really does think you're the real deal and is in love with you even more.

Whenever you pick up the guitar dude will legit stop whatever he's doing and watches you beginning to end. Because bbg, he knows those fingers do not dissapoint.

God forbid you bring your guitar in the agency, he will get distracted and get yelled at by Kunikida LMAO

But honestly, he doesn't care. He only cares about you.

The way you effortlessly tap the guitar and slide your fingers across so fast, this man will soon be on his knees. Asking you to maybe use those skills on sumn else hoho

If ya'll were doing the dirty in bed he's in heaven. Just saying. He doesn't want to stop. Lmao–

But again, when he's feeling sad or stressed, he'll always ask you to play something for him. You know exactly how to get his mood up and going ... more calm.

A beautiful song fit for the gates of heaven, with that Ibanez ICHI10.

His worries dissapear, the pain - of Oda dissapears.

It was as if your music healed his heart. He won't forget that, and always pays you back will all the love in the world.

If you're all around the agency just chilling he forces the other members to just watch you as you play. Now, they have their own source of stress relief and entertainment.

Dazai is literally so in love. You tried to teach him how to play and he got fairly good at it <3

When the two of you are just messing around, you play random ass songs for babies NO JOKE it's all freaking cocomelon and shit

Except yassified as you somehow turned 'the wheels on the bus' into a fucking mozart masterpiece somehow

You never fail to amaze Dazai. Hearts in eyes

One time on his birthday, you had always realized he never celebrated it at all. Well, he never really had the thoughts of staying alive for long - not until you came along.

On that special day, you and the agency threw him a peaceful, quiet birthday party.

You played him a song, one you composed yourself. It was filled with sadness, love. As if you had written his entire life into that one small composition. He was ... shocked.

But it was filled with love. As you narrated it with your very own fingers, your own way of seeing his beauty.

You named the song after him, playing it every single day.

He cried so much that night. He loves you so much.

SIGMA:

You bet your ass he absolutely loves you. Just imagine him and you in his office together chilling, as you strum that guitar effortlessly while he works in a calm manner.

Sometimes you'd even play in front of the casino, with all eyes on you and admiring your talent.

And he's honestly just proud of what you can do. Bffr.

'Cause he's just melting at this point, he has such a soft, introverted lover and they can play the guitar so well– like let's be real, he's head over heels.

He enjoys your music a lot, listening with a peaceful smile as he leans back and enjoys it.

In some cases, it really does relieve stress.

And he's SO fucking thankful like omg after a big headache from the casino and the DOA's bullshits he can now lie down next to you and rest his worries.

Even gets a little curious and you teach him UwU ♡

Bro imagine you started with sumn like twinkle twinkle little star and that's all he plays the entire day HELP well at least babygorl is happy 😭

Just that simple twinkle of happiness and satisfaction in his eyes and I would gladly listen to that infamous song 24/7

You sometimes play and smile softly at him, as if urging him to sing along if the song has lyrics. He's a bit shy and not sure about it at first, but warms up to the idea.

Singer! AU Sigma? Fuck yea

He's quite fond of you. From your personality, to your appearance and to your skills. He's floored that he even managed to get an s/o such as you <3

When you're both alone, you often play relaxing, yet somewhat nostalgic tunes.

And it reminds Sigma of the time he doesn't even have a a family or an actual home. He was alone, born out of nothing. From a book.

A page, a mirage. Well, until you came into his life.

He's happy. He breathes in, pretending he wasn't just about to start tearing up a little.

Sigma is so in love, and he adores you so much. He loves that you always have his back and know how to comfort him. It was too good to be true.

He's so precious pls let me hold him

#bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs #armed detective agency #port mafia #decay of angels #chuuya nakahara #dazai osamu #bsd headcanons #ichika nito #guitar #guitarist reader #bsd #bsd sigma

[korny-mf]

i had sum thoughts like i always do while eating strawberries w chocolate

we all know harrison is magical

bro is just different he got the sigma energy

he so skibidi sigma slay gyatt he b mewing since 1914

okay now that i got the attention of gen alpha i can continue

i think when they were makin the characters they made max first cuz main character

they made him a jerk

then they decided to add a magic kid cuz of the "ooh this camp is very weird and unnatural and nobody is normal" shit and that kid was harrison

i bet they thought they could make harrison the bully or jerk of the camp cuz he magical he can flex on everyone w dat talent n threaten everyone n make everyone do what he says etc

but then they remembered max already exists

and they probably added nurf cuz stereotypical bully or whatever

and so they went "damn we cant let this boy go to waste lets just give him all the fucking trauma out there"

with that our boy has a dead brother 2 parents that r scared of him 9 kids bullying him (maybe 7 without dolph n sk) and 2 counselors that dont stop the kids

i bet they later decided to make him the emo kid that was gonna get his revenge soon thas why he changed like dat in s5 but they already had the cringey hitler character and didnt wanna make another cringe character that everyone would say is stolen from the 2019 gacha videos

cya later on my next random ass thought autistic ppl

edit: im realizin that last part makes no sense lol this old ass show was made in either 2017 or 2016 smth

#camp camp #camp camp harrison #cc harrison

[theproblemcallednight]

wungo wednesday guys

i’m not ok. im very not ok. this is gonna kill me

spoilers for bsd s5 and maybe 110 but fuck knows wats happening next week

AYA BABY NO

SCREW UR BIO DAD HE CAN GO FUCK HIMSELF IN HELL. GO LIVE W KUNIKIDA AND BRAM

AYYAAAAAAAAAA. she’s my child my kid sister if something bad happens to her i will and i am not joking murder-

nsjsjsjs BRAM MY BOI PROTECT UR DAUGHTER. ILY BOTH TOO MUCH SISIIAJEHJQJSJSJD

omg sigma he’s beautiful

SIGMA RUN RUN RUN THATS A DEMON FROM HELL DONT LET HIM TOUCH U MY GODS DAZ WHAT DID BONES DO TO U

ok daz has a thing for cupping ppls cheeks. i will not eleborate

THIMBS UP????? WAIT TILL A GLOCK IS AT UR HEAD U STUPID BASTARD PEICE OF SHI-

i’m g the one time sigma can b happy 😭😭 he deserve the world wksjdndhd

BITCH. U CRAZY BITCH GET OUT IF HERE W UR DUMBASS ILL LEAVE THE REST TO U GO FACE UR RESPONSIBILITIES U LAZY ASS SACK OF SHIT BEFORE ME AND KUNIKIDA COME BEAT UR ASS

fuck. get out. i’m not crying u r

BOI U TELL HIM SHOOT HIS ANEMIC ASS. bro sigmas trying his best and it shows and i luv him with all my heart omfg

omg my boi

NDJDJDJS AYA YES. bother ur father until he does smth yes girl go go go go slay save the world i believe

oh but u care abt u daughter don’t u. cmon u can’t deny it. ayas ur daughter and there’s nothing u can do abt it

wait i didn’t capture it but she’s says father. so if it’s confirmed that aya is some reincarnation of brams daughter. good to have confirmation

DJDJDJ HE LOOKS SO BABYGIRL. and the way his voice went up omg. fedya baby y r u so fake ily

WHY CANT MY SILLIES COEXIST DAMMIT. CMON PLZ JUS LET THME BE GRUMPY COWORKERS NOT STABBING EACH OTHER

yes i would love to take ibuprofen w u rn i rlly need it

FATHER DAUGHTER IN COOL LIGHTING SJSJDBXBS i’m so normal abt them wdym

oh hi chuu i messed u. plz come back i need a happy ending i beg

ah yes daz being the ass as usual. i’ll let it pass this time tho.

yes the power of friendship will never go wrong skin manifest it bsd magical girls and then they beat fukichis ass

AAAKKFJDJDJD NOOOO DAZ

birch i hate u sm come back to me

bones where r the eyes don’t leave those out u cowards

oh nvm that’s my sleep paralysis demon

ADAM. VERLAINE. WELLS. SOMEONE. SHOW UP AND TANK THE DAMN NUKE PLZZZZZZZZ

BRAM

it’s red for his death 😭😭😭

well. that was a trip. idk what’s happening next week but bones better not fuck it up.

and that’s a wrap from ur tired delulu very upset abt 110 hostess

have a bsd day folks

#that’s not a good thing #bsd is paint and misery and suffering #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bram bsd #aya bsd #bsd fyodor #bsd spoilers #bsd dazai #bsd sigma #bsd bram #bsd 109 #bsd 110 #bsd chuuya #bsd season 5 #dahostcallednight

[kitkatnerds3]

BSD S5 EP 9

I have not finished the episode yet but I've just gotten to the Fukufuku backstory (specifically the part where they just met and its night and they're lying on the floor together) and, these two are fucking dark timeline Renga from sk8! 'The way of the sword is enjoyable!' and 'I'm going to master the sword alongside you' vs 'skating is fun!' and 'I want to skate with you infinitely' I swear Fukuchi even did the same hand movement that Reki did at some point. Energetic sunshine (at least at the moment) x calm and collected. I am getting such strong Renga vibes from that scene and it's driving me insane.

OK I JUST WATCHED TWO (2) SECONDS FURTHER AND NOW WE'RE IN A FUCKING SHOJO ANIME! BONES LOVES OLD MAN YAOI SO MUCH! THIS IS SO GAY! WHY ARE THERE SO MANY CHERRY BLOSSOMS!!? A CHERRY BLOSSOM PETAL IN THE SHAPE OF A HEART JUST FELL INTO FUKUZAWAS SAKE(?) AND THEN BROKE INTO TWO. THEY'RE NOT EVEN BEING SUBTLE WITH THE 'THIS (ROMANTIC) RELATIONSHIP IS ABOUT TO GO O SHIT' -NESS

DONT DO SYMBOLISM WITH THE FUCKING BIRDS YOU DUMB SHOW! I SEE WHAT YOU'RE FUCKING DOING! For context, they were having a conversation but the focus was on these two egrets? herons? anyways, and then one of them just flew off when Fukuchi said that he was gonna be promoted and sent to the battlefield , which is what separated these two. I'm going to die, I'm not entirely sure why but I am. /pos

Fuck it, I'm committing to the live blog. enjoy seeing my live uncut reactions folks!

The animation is so pretty bro, bones adores their old man yaoi.

Ok, old man yaoi backstory is over , and before I move on to the next thing I just wanna say, young Fukuzawa was so fucking cute! He was an old man even when he was a baby! he was adorable! and honestly so was Fukuchi! I'm very sad that he became the way he is now, war really does stuff to people, huh?

Ok I'm a little bit confused, I didn't realize that he had told that United Nations guy the half-truth. But whatever, that's on me I guess.

OK! JESUS FUCK THE MORE I HERE ABOUT THE WAR THE WORSE IT GETS. WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE SOLDIERS HAD TO EAT EACHOTHER AND WERE SHOT FOR TRYING TO DESERT! MAYBE I SHOUD HAVE EXPECTED THAT IT IS WAR BUT JESUS CHRIST!

God, Fukufuku are so gay. I know that stabbing someone isn't exactly romantic but he Fukuzawa did the thing where you grab onto the other persons clothes and after Fukuchi stabbed him his head ended up resting on his chest. This is PEAK romantic tradgedy.

Teruko, I love you. She looks so pretty and she is so hecking smart and I just adore her. She let Atsushi go! Woohoo!! Also, Atsushi's hallucinations are really coming in full force, huh? He is seeing so many people.

Dazai and Sigma are so silly, I love them, Dazai stop flirting for two fucking seconds challenge. Also, it's fun to hear that Dazai is screwing around with Sigma while thinking of Kunikida! Truly every ship is being fed this season! Except sskk, but we did get Aku in Atsushi's hallucinations doing a thing so that's kinda a win for the gays!

Wow! What a nice elevator! I'm sure nothing bad will happen here!

Oh catgirl, you left us too soon.

I must say, I don't really have much to say on the Meursault section. It was good! The animation was great as it usually is for the Meursault sections, Sigma was so pretty I love him and! Dazai did the thing where he played with Sigma's hair! Woo! Fyodor was his usual level of kinda ugly in anime form, Dazai is showing emotions! more of the sillies, Dazai fucking stood on Sigma, which is delightful, aaaaaaand it's started to flood! Fuck!

Anyways, back to the very start of this episode before I was overcome by the homosexual-ness of Fukufuku, Aya Bram Kunikida and Tanizaki got yoinked! Fuck! I still have a theory that Tanizaki could be doing an illusion and I will make a post about it one day. And also, please excuse me for saying this because while I am still upset about Ranpo being hurt... watching Fukuchi pick him up by the scruff of his neck like a cat was kinda hilarious. Also, Teruko I love you. You're the only hunting dog that heard about Fukuchi's real identity and didn't immediately die. Girlboss fr. Also also, where are Lucy Kyouka and Yosano :D? W-where did they go? Asagiri please I need to see my girls.

And to once again revisit the old gays, Holy Shit that was so gay. Nobody told me that the Fukufuku backstory was a Sports Anime tm that turned into a war drama in the second season! I knew we said they were divorced but I never realized just how married they were before the separation! Wow! Fukuzawa smiled so softly at Fukuchi! They were such sweet kids! Aagh!

This was a good episode! I liked this! Excited for next Wungo Wednesday!

#bungou stray dogs #bsd season 5 #bsd fukuzawa #bsd fukuchi #bsd fukufuku #sk8 renga #bsd teruko #bsd dazai #bsd sigma #bsd fyodor #good episode! :D

[diagonal-queen]

thungo thursday pt2

ep 6 (put it under a cut because this one is LONG)

fukuchi be like 'the agency couldn't possibly be smart enough to- oh wait nvm i forgot ranpo existed lol' like more than once and i think that is testament to the fact that RANPO BEST BOY

'have you forgotten? we're terrorists' ICONIC BEHAVIOUR

man and i complain about doing one 37 hour work week. after this one week the agency needs to take a NAP. AND THE MAFIA TOO. imagine there's like just no criminal activity or anything for like three days and everyone's like ?? but on day 4 atsushi and akutagawa are fighting to the death at the port and everyone is like 'ah. business as usual' lmaoooo

omg every time the hunting dogs song comes on i get so hyped lmao im like yESSS ACTION

'that man, that demon, the evillest most scawy man ever in the world....etc etc' and its just some guy doing the most coy babygirl pose a guy can possibly do

wait DAZAI WHAT DID YOU DO. HOW DID YOU DO IT

taneda btw deserved none of this he was just some nice old dude and then sigma fucking stabbed him lmao

dazai is like the personification of the perjury mechanic in drv3. 'go on lie. you gotta. lie now. cmon pussy you wont'

OH MY GOD CHUUYA

my god fyozai is so fucking babygirl. also wdym dazai?? if the two of you were the last ones on earth you should just have gay sex. its not that hard smh

oh no dazai falled down through the flore

OH MY GOD MYKOLA AND SIGMA

BESTIE??

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dm me if you want to receive a free 2min audio file of me laughing about this (i have a headache from laughing. my throat fucking hurts so bad. i'm pretty sure it's actually bleeding. my eyes are moist with tears. BESTIE???????)

do you even needa ask why i'm here?? ⭐️❤️☺️ *voice drops 6 octaves* i'm here to murder you 👹👹👹

and then after that fyodor was just like 'teehee he's so romantic x' like bro

dazai: *turns to the camera like he's on the office* waow

i love mykola's little laugh it's so silley

omg they're actually animating him so well. bones must've seen the reception from s4 and decided to step it up 💀

dazai and fyodor are simultaneously evil grown men and bimbo highschool girls and it's such a look. 'omg ur friends are so cute <3' 'omg right???' also mykola my beloved i want to be yours forever pls

i love how bram's acting all tough like aya can't just open the casket and leave and render him thoroughly powerless lmao

omg the official anime aya and bram sillies begin. we've been waiting for this for months folks so far so good

it was already pretty funny that aya is carrying bram like a backpack but actually seeing her running with him on her back is like a billion times funnier especially since this shit is life or death. but she just got a whole entire vampire on her back no problem sjhsksjssjhj

sigma: watashi wa shiguma me: fucking superb you funky little toddler

imagine if it was a fucking prank this whole time and mykola just injected them with a slow-working sedative or something that would be so funny. like all of this for nothing sksjksjsjks and then he just stabs fyodor or something the end. boom world save

oh ok nvm the vampires can talk just fine i guess lmao. also i genuinely cant tell if im supposed to be taking this episode seriously or not. one second people are being brutally slaughtered next moment silley little guys??? such is the way of bsd i guess

'you're a failure of a woman' my dude she is literally 10 years old she is nowhere close to being a woman shut your misogynistic ass up lmao

OKAY BECAUSE ok ok listen i was wondering what music they were gonna use for bram and when i heard the ending music i was like 'ok a little anticlimactic but i understand' and then it TRANSITIONED into the ACTUAL ENDING??? 10/10

hehe. bestie

#dia's daydreams #thungo thursday #bungou stray dogs #BESTIE #BESTIE??????????????????? #'I MISSED YOU BESTIE' #mykola canonically uses gen z slang #you guys need to make sure to put this in your fanfics now

[sharkface-daydreams]

alrighty, AU time. some of these are partially posted. some are partially written. some of them will never see the light of day and/or are only half formed ideas shaped by delirious whimsy. but i think they're fun.

tagging @autisdicksimmons bc this is your fault (affectionate)

Thread Gulch Chronicles - the 4th wall touching cross stitch au. still haven't decided if i want to do anything related to framing

Andy the bomb but turn him into a ship ai and give him a crush on a dirty little shisno au - partially posted as of rn but the guy who works on this isn't out very much so it's in limbo kinda

Tripartite "villains in love" au (i know the name is stupid, bite me) - all take place in the same universe. stassney lives and ends up Stockholm syndromed with Felix who he rescues from dying at the bottom of the tower, locus realizes Doyle's romantic notions of soldiers are actually what's correct and either they fuck off together and Doyle fakes his death or locus surrenders idk haven't decided, and sharkface and price say fuck all this shit and fuck off into the aether for a happy ever after. there's some bits posted as the Unfettered [WIP snips] on ao3

Afterburner - Hargrove recovers Sigma and Sigma is given to sharkface to assist in killing freelancers (underdeveloped, that's literally all i have written lmao)

Double Triple - the triplets and the trio trying to make the best of their ice planet abandonment with hijinks and nonsense and dwindling supplies

Foxtrot Echoes - the honeypot au: version 1 contains no actual York ai but it's completely contrived and hinges on sharkface being a good enough actor to fool Carolina, wash and epsilon in order to get closer enough to kill them. bro fails step 1 tho and falls for Carolina and has to come clean thereby destroying the whole reason he'd confessed. angst!!! version 2 contains actual York ai but he's an early attempt by freelancer to acquire another ai so he's not technically a smart ai but he's still an ai and his and shark's psyches bleed into each other a bit

Heartstrings au - I only have Gravity posted bc tbr the rest of this is completely self indulgent Locington schmoop but I'm always a sucker for a good betrayal plotline

Shark mechanic au! the feds n news scoop up a fishy enemy and as they need all hands on deck he helps them as a mechanic and bonds a bit with the ducklings

modern band au - shark in a band with wash, south, pills and sleeves, all sorts of drama. not very well developed but lots of Sharklina angst

Xmas sharcus bit - this might get written eventually. modern au where the mercs gang gathers at Locus' for the holiday and during an argument with Felix, shark breaks an ornament that's really important to his bf locus… then works really hard to fix it but it's like glass u know so it's a huge pita. idk. Christmas schmoop, i was miserable on antivirals when i did this lol

the Sharklix "get worse together" enemies who fuck to kinda friends who fuck and also get revenge together au. unlikely to be posted, it's a little too self indulgent lol

games of the heart - au where Sharkface realizes he can't beat the freelancers physically so he suckers wash into falling for him so he can turn around and shred his heart to pieces. underdeveloped, self indulgent

get your kicks - the long haul trucker/greasy spoon waiter lolix au featuring unhappily married locus and licherally dying of boredom working for tips along the desert freeway Felix (thanks Ross for the line i took and ran with 💖) also the road is route 66 and modeled after the old route 66 on earth for novelty reasons

Lazarus - locus does his good guy shtick and returns often to help a sangheili colony and winds up with an alien baby. someone activates a temple of regeneration on chorus, and now alive Felix goes hunting for revenge. parts of this posted in scribbles n bits but it's not a full thing in the first place

the Locnut farm family rivalry au with donut and his two moms next door to locus and his two dads who are in a Midwestern rivalry but the two of them are getting along much too well

MaceFace! Mason and Sharkface run into each other at physical therapy and get chummy and eventually set out together for revenge since Lolix and the freelancers are both on Chorus

The Outriders AU - an enormous crossover undertaking with characters in the Outriders game universe… this will probably never be done but i got great plans for it. the mercs and a few others get freaky superpowers, there's an epic quest for info to secure survival, and Dr Church is trying to reverse engineer the superpowers unethically and causing problems so what else is new

MetaNut meet-cute/horny au where donut doesn't get shot bc Meta gets attached and also yanks donut over the cliff with him during the fight but they both survive and work their way back up to civilization while everyone else assumes them dead. plural meta au ✌️ also they have a little cottage with a garden and bees

the "no-PFL" SharkPrice AU where Price is hired at the same Charon building untoasted Sharkface is working security for and also Price and Dr Church are bitter exes and Church thinks Price is cradle-robbing when he sees them together

red Team Shark AU where Boose and Shark are friends and bond over losing your friends

Tear The Throat - also known as the SharKey AU (the one that comic is about) where Sharkface gets the key because he grabs it and tosses it to Felix not knowing it bonds to one person. This is a Chorus-loses AU bc they can just turn the key on the purge and call it a day and cash in.

WashFace au where Wash and Terrence were together before whatever shit happened that got Wash almost court martialed and sent to PFL, and Wash doesn't shoot when Sharkface makes his little "as long as I'm alive" speech bc he recognizes him when he takes off his helmet. and shark is like wtf you're supposed to be DEAD and gdi he can't kill wash now this is fucking unfair

extremely underdeveloped Dragon Age au with Sharkface as an apostate fire mage but like that's literally all there is to it lmao … shape shifter with dragon form could be fucking cool tho

fucking hell i forgot the Yurch au, that shit just started sprawling. yellow church gets stuck in cabooses head after church's time travel shenanigans in s3? and then yoinked out into a spare Android body and now there's a new guy on Blue team but he's church but he's not. blue church gets sent to rats nest with the others instead of isolated and they rescue all the fragments. EL/NOD AU. this is also what i made my freelancer OCS for but only Rhode island is actually in the story until they get to chorus. few variations on that one

#rvb #Red vs Blue #why not let's maintag this sh #au Central #most of these involve sharkface but like did you expect anything else of me lol #but yeah I've had terrible writers block for months so these all just get backed up in my head with nowhere to go :/ #sorry i forgot the yurch au i had to tack that on there #I THINK I FIXED ALL THE TYPOS IF I FIND ANY MORE I'LL DIE

[growling]

please give us the tea on the warrior cats ships!!!

I'll go first by saying Mothpool is overhyped and Leafpool had more chemestry with Cinderpelt. (in my opinion, ship what you like!)

:3c !!! Didn't think anybody would actually ask I am gonna gonna ramble now.. Separating this into pos and neg opinions

Positive:

I did think of leafcinder before and thought it was cute but not really something I'll get passionate about (i tend to be very picky on these kinda age gap/mentor x apprentice ships), now that I'm reminded of it I can really see it! They would have a great dynamic (taking tnp cinderpelt personality into account here. tbh her in tpb and her in tnp are almost different characters to me... where's your whimsy girl...), and honestly, there are almost endless options for Leafpool ships (she interacts with so many cats woagh that's crazy for this series she actually has friends??) that have more chemistry than crowpool. I mean it's fine I guess from a strictly plot perspective (and even that's well. bendable) but why is Leafpool, 30 cat years after their breakup, dead, in cat heaven, STILL deeply in love with cat Clay Puppington. I know they will get back together in StarClan because the authors absolutely love them and think they popped off writing their romance subplot they think they created a banger. Sorry this veered off into negative can't help being a hater.

hollyjaylion, leafsquirrel and bramblehawk are the three shipcest pairings I will never be able to be normal about. Canon to me. I say this as if I'm joking but I'm serious oughhh the goddamn dynamics. On a joking note though, graysky. there is no healthy nothing to see here just bro supporting his bro explanation for whatever the hell gray wing's problem was this entire arc

spottedtiger is cool it's interesting it's mindblowing it saves lives and it's haters are sooo silly I am sorry... "but spotted is his aunt according to the family tree!!!!" ok. and is this made relevant in the books at all? do they ever even acknowledge these two as kin. It's so pointless.. draw them making out

why's the fandom turning on darktiger suddenly now because they're still related (which is not even relevant or explicitly pointed out in the books and them being related was only decided way after both of their arcs together were done I. ughhhh.) wasn't this your favourite little henchman x fascist dictator toxic yaoi ship just a few years ago?? cowards. draw them making ou- ah wait that's just dark being obsessed with tiger, who on the other hand would RATHER NOT he wants that useless lickspittle OBLITERATED he doesn't CARE

ivyhawk good she could fix him. or he can make her worse. once again the fandom are major cowards for turning on it just like they did with darktiger, but much, much more aggresively so. like you people need to calm tf down just take deep breaths it's just a warrior cat ship...

people complaining about dovetiger's age gap (which are commonplace in the wc series tiger is not alone in dating apprentices) are so boring. they actually have the most wholesome dynamic in the current era/arcs I'd argue. they're in love and I love them. as a ship and both as characters.

fallenholly had the option to be one of THE best dubiously-canon wc pairings to come out of this series had they just went the direction of making fallen actually somewhat more messed up after being trapped as a ghost in the torment tunnels for cat centuries like. I remember someone else wording this really well earlier but I'm not really gonna search so just. Yeah. fallen leaves ships.

leopardtiger is hilarious I don't care. she thinks he's sooo correct and intelligent and truly the enlightened sigma worthy of the tigerclan podcast throne while also poisoning his food because he's fucking pissing her off in their side twitter dms and plotting his demise every night while he's snork mimimi'ing next to her in their kitty political marriage cuddle pile. ben shapiro x pragerU fucking ship I hope they kill each other

mudhawk... funny... seriously WHY is the fandom picking the most interesting goddamn ships to get pissed off at and call "problematic"??????? "age gap" THEY WERE BOTH ADULTS WHEN THEY MET WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ON LET HAWK MANSPLAIN MANIPULATE MANFUCK THAT OLD MAN

I didn't read AVoS in it's entirety (and don't want to. it's... boring for the most part. I mean I love violet but is she enough to make me keep reading all that.) and don't remember if they even had any notable interactions but violetpuddle is very cute and my favourite (and, honestly, only) option for their ships. puddle's mother suckled violet but they don't consider each other "real" siblings just like how their mother doesn't consider violet as her daughter but try telling that to the fandom who can't distinguish between wet nurse arrangement, foster siblings and adopted siblings. Proud only resident of violetpuddle nation...... literally nobody else is here...

Negative: (gonna start censoring the cat/ship names now)

so correct moth.pool overhyped and their fans annoying. and also because I headcanon moth as aroace like there is not a single romantic thought in her body I cannot ever imagine her in a relationship moth don't care.

*takes a deep breath* mouse.fur is not aroace. tall.star, raven.paw and barley aren't gay. authorial statements made 10 years ago at some con ARE NOT CANON. IF IT'S NOT IN THE TEXT IT'S NOT CONFIRMED CANON. Also the latter examples also reek of biphobia lol. you can ship any of these characters with anyone forever, what is any of you people's problem.

long.fire, shadow.root, holly.cinder, bright.cloud, jay.kestrel are boring yaaawn I am falling asleep and do not see it. same with sandfire; these two did not have the groundbreaking dynamic (nor was sand that uh, well-rounded as character) you think they did you're just nostalgic. I actually prefer spottedfire and cinderfire over sandfire. anything over sandfire.

hawk.ash pisses me off because their shippers are always "hahahaha toxic yaoi sooo fucked up they make each other worse!!" but show them an actual toxic pairing and they immediately shit themselves and call you an abuse fetishizer. COWARDS you lot are COWARDS and this is why I cannot get behind hawk.ash at all like I associate them with the most annoying people so much I cannot sorry. I'm sure it's a cool ship or whatever

I actually got tired and now am too sleepy to articulate myself properly anymore but still here are the other ships that I either dislike or just plain out hate seeing: fern.ivy, alder.needle, crow.squirrel, bristle.root, bramble.squirrel (but that's a very popular one lol), lion.cinder.

thanks for the ask! :3

#ask #mine #seweryn's wc tag

[quinnienine]

“ dazai leaving behind sigma means he broke his promise to oda ” BRO . he literally said he didn’t plan for the events that happened !! He had absolutely zero control over sigma’s fate. He couod not have prevented sigma’s fate ( which is still unknown, anyone with media comprehension knows he isn’t dead ) i don’t understand why dazai is being blamed for sigma’s fate when sigma decided to touch fyodor knowing what could happen. Dazai couldn’t have teleported to the room to stop him 😭 he saved sigma from the elevator and thats the most he could do! if signa did die, his death wouldve done absolutely nothing to benefit dazai, it didn’t stop fyodor or anything. Dazai didn’t orchestrate it. The decision was sigma’s.

he did NOT break oda’s promise. He tried to save sigma, even if he ended up failing ( which again. Sigma is not fucking dead ) he can’t protect everyone 😭 he tried!!! And it still isn’t breaking oda’s oath because he still protected the agency in the end. Oda did not fucking say “ protect every person you come into contact with ” although dazai did try. He’s allowed to FAIL

dazai’s “ lets get out of here ” is also NOT confirmation that he isn’t going back to check on sigma. how are they gonna leave anyway?? There’s no helicopter there yet. you people are soooo fucking dramatic 😭 “ lets get out here ” does not mean “ lets leave ( through unknown means ??? ) without checking for sigma ” bro they haven’t moved onto the next scene yet, you cant just say they left him there when THEY HAVE HARDLY MOVED A FEW STEPS AWAY FROM THE CRASHED HELICOPTER . PLEASE

Annoying as hell. sigma will be fucking fine. its called plot armor and sigma does have it because he knows about fyodor’s stuff. he will be fine. but even if he wasn’t, i still fail to see why dazai is to blame for that when he did try his best to save him. he could not have done ANYTHING from the other end of the prison while being riddled with bullets.

#this got heated. i am heated. i hate when people negate all of dazai’s development #he tried to save him! he tried to protect sigma! theres only so much he can do! #because he isn’t controlling people like pawns anymore!!! thats also why fyodor lost! this was explained to us! #his hand was full of unlikely & unpredictable cards. he did not orchestrate sigma’s death! he TRIED!!! #sigma knew damn well he could die touching fyodor. he chose to do it anyway! thats not dazai’s fault 😭 #bsd #sigma #dazai osamu #quinnie yaps

[bunglegaydogs]

bsd ep 61 spoilers fr xoxo

so uh

that was a fucking wild ride

and it was only 30 seconds long

i have a couple of things to say on this subject

i also cant feel my hands from the cold so im dreading how long its actually gonna take me to write this post

ANYWAYS

Obvious spoilers for episode 61 preview!!!

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So, my first thing was that Aya looks much happier in the anime than the manga lol. I don't know why this is important to me but I felt as if I should say it, because I don't know what exactly her plan is? But it's almost as if there's not a chance of her falling to her death involved in this little stunt that she's pulling.

Anyways.

Next thing to note is that she's clearly intending to land on something - and I saw a post just before that said maybe she misses the table and lands on Atsushi and Aku instead and in turn saves Atsushi from becoming a vampire. Which I do think is plausible - because if I've learned anything from this fucking series it's that if you expect something to happen after a certain thing happens, don't, you're wrong. Don't expect what you're expecting. It will be something completely out of left field that you get slapped across the fucking face with like a chilled fish bro that shit stings from the iciness.

Next, of course, Atsushi and Aku. Now, I don't think that Atsushi's going to become a vampire - it seems pretty long-winded now, plus where would the story go after that? Him and Aku just sit there and stare lifelessly at each other whilst Aya falls from the building? I think, maybe, Aku will see Aya falling, and his instinct will be to save her, because he's been keeping his promise to Atsushi, and maybe he recognises that if she falls and dies, it's "his fault" (it obviously won't be, but by means of association, the fact that he put her up there, he's like damn my bad fr) and go to save her, dropping Atsushi and obviously going to her, but I don't know, maybe that's not plausible at all.

Also, Atsushi is awake here??? Hello? Atsushi wasn't originally awake. Plus, Aku has that bitch hanging by Rashoumon - how has he gotten him awake and why's he pulled him closer? Anyways lol.

Next, FUCKING FYODOR AND NIKOLAI.

So, when I saw the split second of Fyodor, I actually almost did scream this time. Because I immediately recognised that he was in a vehicle of some kind. I, at first, thought that it was a van or a car, but someone else pointed out that it could have been a helicopter.

Ah, okay, looking back on the scene, that lowkey seems plausible.

For Nikolai.

Nikolai's hair is blowing in the wind. So either he's outside and it's windy, or he's in a helicopter or something. But Fyodor's scene looks pretty still. His hair isn't moving, the scenery outside is staying the same. It looks like a sky.

Behind Nikolai, it actually looks like a wall of some kind. Maybe a gate pillar thing. What if he's waiting outside Meursault, and sees Dazai and Chuuya coming out? I don't know.

Disregarding that theory, my guess is they're just trying to trick us into thinking that Nikolai is reacting that way because of Fyodor, or something he said, or him escaping, but I think that they're just two completely different scenes set at the same time maybe? I really don't know. I also don't know what Nikolai could have seen or heard for him to be shocked after smiling, I don't know.

Anyway, Fyodor is looking rather smug. No blood on him. And I don't really know, but we can't see his shoulder properly, but from what we CAN see, there's no wound or blood from where Sigma shot him. BUT that might be unimportant because I don't think Sigma actually shot him in the anime like he did in the manga. Just grazed him. Anyways.

He's looking fantastic for supposedly having just escaped Meursault after nearly drowning, burning his hand, getting shot in the shoulder, AND being covered in blood from where he'd just shot the time manipulator ability user.

He's clearly explaining something.

Also, is it weird if I say that he looks eerily similar to Mori here? Because I can't lie, he's looking an awful lot like him - more than he usually does. Violet eyes, long black hair, manipulative, etc. I don't know. It's also... is it an expression we see on Fyodor a lot? It seems... different. Off. What if this motherfucker's actually just Mori in disguise? LMAO Imagine I'd piss.

See, because, Nikolai isn't a happy surprised, or mildly amused. He just looks... shocked. I don't know.

I'm really looking into this sorry lol.

His hair's a bit messier than usual. Which, you know, valid, considering what's just happened. But... everything else is fine. No blood, no wounds, no anything. He's normal. So why is his hair a bit messier? Is it important or am I just looking too much into it? Maybe he was in a helicopter with Nikolai, or in a windy place. Also, just skimmed through episode 10, ignore me about the blood, he's apparently already wiped it off after he shot the bitch lol okay Mr. fucking hygiene.

Anyways, yeah, his shoulder has a rip in the shirt. I know we can barely see his shoulder in the clip we've been gifted with, but the rip is pretty high up. And, even after having a pretend mental breakdown, being drowned almost, getting shot, etc. Even after all of that, his hair does not look messy. WHY IS THIS SO IMPORTANT TO ME, I DON'T KNOW. I LOOK FOR THE SMALL THINGS I'M SORRY.

There's going to be a perfectly reasonable explanation for this and I'm just chatting shit.

Anyways.

I don't actually know what the fuck is happening here. I really don't. I'm just clutching at straws to preserve what little of my sanity Bungou Stray Dogs has left me with. I don't know. The way Fyodor is talking and just his expression doesn't sit right with me. It feels more like the way Dazai and Mori sometimes talk when they like know that they're right or explaining something or predicting or something, do you get what I mean? No? Okay. LMAO.

So, my next thing is of course the two fucking Fuku's because I lowkey wanted to scream when I saw Fukuzawa was not dead. I'm glad we have that confirmation - can I ask where the fuck the 'One Order' has gone though? Because Fukuchi's not holding onto it anymore. His arms bleeding. His neck is pouring with blood (fresh wound), but from what? Fukuzawa hasn't even took the sword out of him yet. How has he gotten sliced up already? He doesn't have any weapons on him. Neither does Fukuzawa. And, to me, it looks like Fukuzawa's just stood up or something.

And Fukuchi's reaching for something.

He's reaching out for something, and Fukuzawa has his back on him. Fukuchi looks enraged before he leaps at Fukuzawa, hand outstretched, maybe to grab Amenogozen, maybe not. But Fukuzawa is alarmed, and turns around, ripping the sword out of his fucking abdomen.

I don't know. The way Fukuchi ran towards him seemed... desperate. He seems like he's losing. His last resort. I don't know. It's just not very Fukuchi to charge towards him so clumsily and try and grab something the way he tries.

And again, why is Fukuchi's arm bleeding, and why is he sporting a rather Aku-type injury on his neck? Because it certainly seems that it wasn't Fukuzawa who caused that - he had his back turned and the only weapon he has is currently wedged deep inside of his stomach. Maybe it was Tecchour from afar. Maybe it was Tachihara manipulating metal. Maybe it was Kyouka. Maybe it was Yosano. Who knows. Maybe it was Fukuzawa.

Right okay so I've just skimmed through the episode again and Fukuzawa doesn't even have the fucking sword inside of him to begin with, so half of my rambling there has been rendered useless lol.

Anyways, and more importantly, where the fuck is 'One Order'?

It's no longer in Fukuchi's hand or ear. What the fuck?

His cape is missing. One Order is missing. Fukuzawa has somehow acquired a sword through his abdomen. Fukuchi is injured from his neck and arm. He's angry. Fukuzawa had his back turned. Fukuchi seems desperate for something.

Man, this is like a fucking riddle.

So, yes. Fukuzawa (quite easily, actually) rips Amenogozen out of himself and makes to swing for Fukuchi, who is without any weapons, injured, angry, and seemingly desperate.

Fuck, the sakura petals and the implication of Fukuzawa using Fukuchi's own sword to kill him, after fighting with him so many times oh my GOD I could get more into this but I won't, I won't. (Maybe later fr)

He seems pretty determined, dead-set on slashing this bitch. However, he becomes shocked at something, and not just a normal shock. That's an "Oh, fuck." shock. Then, it cuts to Fukuchi fucking smiling.

Smiling and reaching a hand out to Fukuzawa. We don't see his eyes. We only see his smile. A portion of his hand. The sakura petals. AAAA I'm so fucking sick.

Then, of course. We get a flashback. They're fighting. And for just a split second, you can see a smile on Fukuzawas face. Literally such a minuscule fucking thing.

And then it cuts to them now. And I don't mean now as in, middle of battle now, nor do I mean prior to their fight now. I mean, now. I don't know where now is or how it came to be, but they're obviously in their current attire. And you can see the wound on Fukuzawa's back. You can literally see it. So, whether they both die and this is some sort of heaven sequence, or something happens and they clash inside Amenogozen, and time is slowed or something, I don't know.

Does a sword count as a subordinate to Fukuzawa? Because if so, he can utilize that sword and manipulate it to his heart's content.

Anyways, it's peaceful. There's two cups of tea on a bench ahead of them. There's a fuzzy sort of outline to everything, maybe trying to make us assume that it's a flashback, when it is, in actuality, not. Unless, they've had a fight very similar to this one, in the same attire, but at a different time (obviously) and it wasn't fatal (again, obviously).

Now, this was honestly just me trying to put the preview in order in my head and I thought other people might like to read my thoughts lol.

Long story short, there was a lot to unpack here, and I think a lot of hidden meanings and misdirections, trying to make us think one thing but in fact it's going another way.

Anyways, have a lovely day/night! Thank you for reading ^^

(Wow, I did not mention Soukoku or Chuuya and Dazai ONCE in this post (shush I mentioned Dazai before that doesn't count) and yes I am hoping that they showed us nothing in this preview because they're fine and safe and going to pull something off and be very surprising but we can only dream and fuck I'm dreaming so hard I'm DELUSIONAL bro)

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[saintobio]

bros before hoes.

↳ (hinata, bokuto, atsumu, sakusa) msby/reader

rule 1. any girl brought to the frat house is by default a ‘house girl’ and she is free game for any brothers to hunt.

genre. pwp, explicit smut, college au, 18+

cw. frat boys!msby, gangbang, sakuatsu eiffel tower, descriptions of greek life, usage of alcohol & drugs, profanity, spit as lube, fingering, fellatio + cunnilingus, vaginal + anal penetration, overstimulation, spitting, unprotected, cum eating, degradation like once, consensual filming, pet names, spanking, dirty talk, voyeurism

notes. bokuatsu giving teddy & pete vibes from bad neighbors. yes it’s the frat au brainrot from my fratboy!gojo fic :P enjoy this hq version! i got lazy in the end pls

hq frat au collab

In Sigma Zeta (ΣΖ), any girl brought to the frat house is by default a house girl and she is free game for any Brothers to hunt.

There was no exception to the rule even if you had been dating the vice president of this fraternity for three years now. Atsumu always placed his Brothers on a higher pedestal as compared to you because one of the most important rule in their brotherhood was to strictly follow the ‘bros before hoes’ commandment. Not to say that you were a hoe, but college was a hive of fuck boys with commitment issues and insecure girls who sought validation from said fuck boys. You would like to believe that those people were a minority while all the others were actually more academically inclined because that was what college was meant to be.

You were in the middle of that spectrum, gearing towards focusing on your studies but also not missing out on the Greek side of college.

How could you even begin to describe the Greek Life?

It was more than just guys in shorts and Ralph Lauren button downs. Or red cups and neon lights. Or drinking and bonding games. There were terminologies used for every member of these hierarchical college organizations, ranging from Bigs to Littles to Pledges. Being part of the Greek society was where you would learn the true meaning of respect, camaraderie, and loyalty.

As college students, you were either classified as a Brother or a Sister with your respective fraternities and sororities, or you were demeaned as a GDI—namely the students who didn’t belong into any organization. They lived up to their label of being ‘God Damn Independents’ because they chose to live a college life without having to conform into any rules. In other terms, they were more simply known as the ‘unaffiliated’.

Your boyfriend’s twin, Osamu, was unaffiliated to any fraternities. He usually steered himself away from the whole party life and the initiation rights because he preferred being that one dude in college who could actually look back at his gpa and be proud of himself, not at what fraternity he was in or the legacy he left with them.

Atsumu? He was the absolute opposite of his twin. Since you first met him in your freshman year, the blond had always been the more popular one. He would walk around the campus with his snapback on and people could recognize him even from afar. Sociable, easygoing, and highly extroverted—what else could you expect from such a man?

He found his brothers beyond his bloodline. As much as he loved Osamu, Atsumu allowed more ‘brothers’ to make his college life more worthwhile. After joining Sigma Zeta in his freshman year, he was now in his senior year and a respectable vice president who ran their chapter alongside the current president Koutarou Bokuto.

Because you were a member of a sorority yourself, you understood how his college life worked. Although sororities were prohibited to throw parties, the fraternities were the ones that hosted them and it was how you found yourself spending yet another night at Sigma Zeta to get high and to play drinking games.

It being your last year in college, what else was stopping you from living your best life? Spring Break would happen next week and tonight was the perfect chance to add spice to your life before you and Atsumu would fly off to Mexico for spring break in two days.

With that in mind, you allowed yourself a few drinks that you could handle and joined the crowd of sweaty bodies in the basement as you danced the night away. All you could think of was reaching the highest form of ecstasy while you mindlessly undulated your hips to match the rhythm of the booming music that resonated throughout the house.

Frat parties brought in too much chaos. So many things were happening at once that you wouldn’t be able to properly distinguish every single thing that was going on. One minute you were playing Truth or Dare, the next? You were in Atsumu’s room having your mouth filled with his thick cock as you kneeled in his bed like a docile bunny.

“Fuck yeah,” he cussed, opening a can of beer and quickly chugging the liquor down as you worked on pumping his shaft. The red neon lights that illuminated his room affected the erotic mood that you were currently engulfed in. “Show Omi-kun how good ‘ya suck my dick, baby.”

Because you had some alcohol in your system, you were quite a giggling mess. Kiyoomi Sakusa was standing on the side of the bed, drinking from his red cup as his eyes followed your movements. You shared strict eye-contact while you purposely ran your tongue on the blond’s cock, feeling his thick veins before you wrapped your lips back around his girth. The sight of Atsumu’s cock disappearing in your mouth caused their eyes to gleam with concupiscent thoughts.

“Damn.”

You have always secretly dreamed of being the subject of lust by these hot men, and since Atsumu was all for brotherhood, he didn’t mind sharing you.

He didn’t mind how Sakusa let his cock spring free from his boxers and positioned himself from the back, kneading your bosom from behind to set himself on the right mood. “You want us to take you to Paris?”

Huh? You released Atsumu’s cock from your mouth with a pop. “What do you mean?” you slurred, batting your eyelashes innocently. Your hand continued to stroke your boyfriend’s cock while Kiyoomi was maneuvering your hips on the edge of the bed. The bass coming from the deafening music was vibrating through the room, unknown to the very sexual position that the three of you were occupied by.

“She likes to travel, you know?” Atsumu plastered a cocky smirk on his face just as he set the empty can on his bedside table. His eyes glinted of humor with his words, soon gesturing for you to get in all fours so that his frat brother could have a better access on your entrance—the same slit that Kiyoomi had been playing with his fingers for the past few minutes.

Sakusa didn’t even wait long enough before he rubbed his swollen tip against your dripping cunt and the friction was eliciting titillating moans out of you. “Your pussy’s so wet and pretty,” he spoke under his breath, teasing you by sinking his tip and pulling it out completely. “Like that, bunny?”

You nodded, gazing back at him with glistening eyes that begged for more of his touch. Since when did he look so hot? You watched as he ejected spit on his cock, lubricating his length by performing slow movements with his palm around it. Dammit, his smirk was turning you on so bad.

As a reward for your docility, he no longer stalled from penetrating your core with his member. “Mm—Omi!”

Atsumu was thicker, but goddamn was Kiyoomi longer. You couldn’t even suppress the salacious cries that escaped your mouth as the latter started jostling your hips firmer against his crotch. Your buttocks were meeting the base of his cock with loud, slapping noises and you were drowning from the euphoric feeling of his length desperately plowing your cunt.

“Chin up, babe.” You’ve almost forgotten your boyfriend as your eyes rolled back to your skull. Atsumu had a haughty simper on display when he placed his dick back on your lips to be on the receiving end. “Ready for Paris?”

Just the way he teasingly slapped your mouth with his shaft earned a raspy chuckle from the raven-haired man. “Just fuckin’ do it, Miya.”

“Patience, my brother.”

You were humming in satisfaction when your boyfriend finally had your lips locked in tight around his cock. There was that musky taste that you immediately recognized as you began bobbing your head to suck him full. Because he was holding your hair with an enclosed fist, you allowed him to explore the walls of your mouth by having his tip hitting your inner cheek. Drool was slipping on the corner of your lips after you hollowed your cheeks, angling Atsumu’s cock to reach your uvula.

“Ah, fuck. So good, baby.” The praises. You lived for Atsumu’s praises.

And you loved it more when Sakusa also spoiled you with one. “How do you still have a tight cunt?” he sneered, rutting his himself into you with dark eyes boring into your swollen cunny. Your plump folds were stretched from Kiyoomi’s hard thrusts and the hand that suddenly smacked your butt cheek only added to the intensity of your arousal. “You’re so warm, you’re gonna make me cum straight away.”

While you were being penetrated in your mouth and in your cunt, you could hear the two of them exchanging fist bumps and laughing at how they have created an ‘Eiffel tower’ with you in between.

“What’s takin’ Bokuto so long?” you heard them converse. It was Atsumu who asked the question while you worked on giving him the best blowjob of his life. He received head from you more than the days a calendar could offer, still he would die to have your lips around his cock any time of the day.

“He’s watching all the Pledges, but he said he’ll join soon—ah, shit! I’m gonna fucking bust a nut.”

“Give it to her hard.”

“She’s so tight. Bokuto would enjoy her.”

Bokuto. If you were whimpering from Sakusa’s fully erected cock, you could only imagine your tears when Koutarou finally had you bouncing on his. There was no doubt that the man was packing. You’ve seen how big he was from the dick prints that always appeared behind his grey sweatpants. The man was certainly going to wreck you open with it.

“Aah—Omi! Mm... Fuck.” You couldn’t even restrain your moans. He was increasing his pace at a speed that left you releasing Atsumu from your mouth as you were being fucked stupid by his best friend.

“Shit. Shit.” Sakusa was absolutely losing his cool while he chased his orgasm by slamming his cock inside your velvet walls like an animal in heat. At the moment, you’ve discarded Atsumu who was jerking off at the sight to prepare himself from releasing his cum on your face. “Your chick feels so good, Miya.”

“Right?” Without a second to spare, Atsumu forced your mouth open and instantly had spurts of warm seed filling your mouth at the peak of his ejaculation. Some of it went to your cheek and on to your chest, giving you cum drizzles all over your face. You knew that he would chuckle at it while squeezing your mounds together to enjoy the view of your compressed tits.

“A-Atsumu—!” Although you yelled for his name, it was Kiyoomi who had you whining like a crybaby by raw-dogging you with heavy thrusts before he pulled out and spilled his cum all over your ass.

It was only the first round, but you were already panting out of breath. Your head was getting dizzy from all the alcohol intake and the kaleidoscope of colors brought about by the weed brownies that you’ve had. Still, even if you were lying face flat on the mattress, you looked up at your boyfriend with a grin as he started wiping the cum off your body.

“Have to clean my baby.” You could feel the dampness of the wipes as he rubbed Kiyoomi’s jism off your bum. So cute, you giggled as you clamped the bed sheets with your hands. Atsumu then pecked your lips, saying that you were such a good girl and sending butterflies to your stomach at the affectionate gesture.

While you were in an aftercare session with your boyfriend, Sakusa was manspreading on the couch with his shorts now covering his lower body as he typed on his phone.

“Are you texting your girlfriend?” you playfully asked, propping your elbows on the cushion to better look at his face.

He didn’t deny that he was texting someone, but the upward tug of his lips was meant to show that the person was something else to him. Or something more. “Not girlfriend.”

“Fuck buddy that he’s in love with,” Atsumu confirmed to you, only to receive Sakusa’s defensive shake of the head.

“Shut up. I’m not in love.”

“Yo, which sorority chick are we fucking tonight?”

Barging in from the door was a grinning Bokuto and a wide-eyed Shoyo Hinata who was visibly surprised to see you naked in bed. The sound of the music resonated louder when the door stood ajar and you could hear Drake’s Nonstop playing from the background.

“Oh, it’s Y/N?” Bokuto realized your presence as they closed the door and approached you closer. You had your back resting against the headboard, one leg folded comfortably before you shot them a genial smile. He was quick to exchange handshakes with his two frat brothers who were just done being satiated by you. “Damn, y’all didn’t ruin her enough.”

Atsumu placed his snapback on his head. “Omi-kun can’t fuck for shit. My girl didn’t even cum.”

“Fuck you.” Kiyoomi flicked the blond off without looking up from his phone.

Your eyes trailed towards the other two. “Hey, Bokuto,” you casually greeted, nodding your head at Hinata who awkwardly stood at the side. “Has Shoyo passed the initiation yet?”

Atsumu cleared his throat, adjusting the bands of his boxers before he walked towards the tangerine-haired man with a pat on his back. “As Shoyo-kun’s appointed Big, I have one last special test for my Little.”

In fraternity culture, there were Big brothers and Little brothers—sometimes referred to as pledge sons—which was similar to a mentor and student relationship and Atsumu was the upperclassman who was in charge of introducing Shoyo to the world of Sigma Zeta.

How many tests had he gone through? Heck, he probably went through worse things knowing how creative Atsumu could be. He was a hazing nightmare. As a Sister in your sorority, you knew how tough initiations could be so you didn’t mind to be of assistance for Shoyo’s last test to brotherhood as a consolation for Atsumu’s strict hazing rituals.

“Take a good look at her, Hinata,” Bokuto commanded, putting an arm around the smaller guy just as Atsumu did the same. The former was gesturing his hand towards you as though he was a chef who was presenting a full-course meal and you couldn’t help but chuckle. “See that? She’s fucking hot, right?”

Shoyo could barely meet your eyes without glancing at Atsumu. “But she��s your girl—”

Atsumu and Bokuto looked at each other in playful disapproval. “Dude, I think Shoyo-kun’s forgetting a rule here,” the blond said in good humor, egging Bokuto on to remind the guy of it.

“Hinata, to become a full-pledged Brother, what is the one golden rule that all Brothers must live by?” Bokuto walked around the room to reach for the baseball bat while you watched in amusement, squeezing your legs together and raking your hair to side. Being naked in front of these four men would have made you shy, but you’ve done wilder things with Atsumu so you were at a point where nothing could hold you back. “What is it, hm?”

Shoyo’s response was a shake of his head, thinking of an answer in panic. “Respect my Big’s girlfriend?”

Kiyoomi released a snort, following Atsumu’s guffaw soon after. Bokuto, on one hand, pointed the tip of the baseball bat on Shoyo’s cheek.

“Wrong,” said the president, sitting on the bed next to you. Koutarou briefly looked at your face with a smirk before glancing at your lips, leaning in closer to envelope your mouth on his for a kiss.

As you were too busy making out with the silver-haired guy, Atsumu was forcing Shoyo to watch the view. With an arm around his Little’s shoulder and a hand on his chin, he urged for the smaller guy to keep his eyes glued on you as Bokuto’s hand started to fondle your breast.

“Think of the answer Shoyo-kun,” you could hear Atsumu say, “I know my girl’s hot as fuck but ‘ya need to think straight.”

“Mm—” your moan vibrated against Bokuto’s lips as the guy’s hand traveled to your clit. He spread your legs wide open and stretched your labia with his fingers, orchestrating circular motions against your sex to have you whimpering from his touch. You were moving your hips to match the pleasuring movements of Bokuto’s fingers and little did you know, Kiyoomi was on the side growing another boner from it.

“Fuck it. I’m horny again.”

“Omi-kun, you had your turn.”

“Whatever, I’ll be back. I’m gonna get booze.”

“B-Bokuto—!” You gazed at the man with shiny eyes before he released his hand from cupping your pussy. You then briefly met Atsumu’s eyes who gave you a look of approval as if he was proud of how great you were doing so far.

And at once, Bokuto was standing back up to point his baseball bat on Shoyo’s chin this time around. “Answer?”

“Bros before hoes?” Shoyo hesitated, but earned Atsumu and Koutarou’s cheers nevertheless. He was tackled by his two upperclassmen as soon as the right answer rolled off his lips.

“Now,” Bokuto raised a hand before he spoke again, “and what are one of the things that a Brother must take pride on? Do you know what it is?”

The humor on your face eased the orange-haired guy up from his rigid stance. Atsumu pressed his mouth closer to Shoyo’s ear, perhaps hinting the answer because he soon responded with, “Banging bitches?”

“Damn, right! Do you know how to fuck bitches?” Bokuto asked, sitting at the foot of the bed as he sent a fusillade of questions towards Atsumu’s Little. “Can you make a bitch cry with your dick? What’s your body count?”

“Two.”

“Come on!” Atsumu whined, shaking his head in exaggerated disappointment. “Just two? You’re like nineteen!”

You playfully rolled your eyes at your boyfriend’s reaction. “Don’t shame the poor guy,” you said, turning to look at Shoyo. “I think it’s cute. Want me to make your body count three?”

Atsumu was visibly turned on from the way you offered yourself. “Fuck, baby. You’re makin’ my dick hard again.”

A giggle flew off your lips. “Hush, you can have me all you want next time, ‘Tsumu.” For now, you had to help Hinata out by pulling him by the hand and allowing him to sit next to you. You could feel the tension building within him so you planted a soft kiss on his lips to make him comfortable. “Make your brothers proud.”

You came into the frat house thinking that it was going to be another typical night of you getting wasted or high off Molly, grinding on the basement with your boyfriend, and playing beer pong with the rest of your friends.

It never crossed your mind that you would find yourself laying in bed with Shoyo burying his face in between your legs and Bokuto positioning his monster of a cock on your mouth from the side. Such a lecherous sight to see indeed and Atsumu was dead-set on keeping it in his memories by withdrawing his phone out to record the whole raunchy scene.

“How does my baby taste like Shoyo-kun?” Atsumu asked, sniggering as he placed the camera closer to his Little. The guy was spreading your folds apart to show your tight and swollen hole towards the camera, later filling the cavern with his tongue to garner your dulcet moans.

“Sweet,” was Shoyo’s response, lapping his tongue inside your walls and rubbing his thumb against your nub. “Her cum tastes like sweet cream.”

Your mind was on seventh heaven as soon as he dipped two fingers inside your cunt, curling them inside your vagina in search for your most sensitive spot. “Mm—aah! Th-That’s—!”

Atsumu’s chuckle slithered through your ears. “You like how he does it, baby?”

No answer could leave your mouth because Bokuto has long stuffed his cock down your throat before you could respond. “Fuck yes. Show me what that mouth do.”

Like the people pleaser that you were, you looked up at Bokuto as you started bobbing your head to take him deeper than you normally could. He was getting so deep that you were gagging on his cock, tears brimming on the corner of your eyes when your chin hit his bollocks as a sign of how far down he had gone in.

You couldn’t see but you could feel the sensory overload that blazed your body with sensual flames now that another mouth has joined the session. Was it Kiyoomi? Was it Atsumu? The third man latched his mouth into your bosom, swirling his tongue around your nipple and flicking the other with his finger.

“Mmh!” Fuck, you couldn’t open your mouth either. Shoyo was already ravaging your cunt with three fingers at this point and you were squirming under their hold.

“I leave for five minutes and I come back to see Miya’s ass on display.”

The sound of the door slamming shut was due to Kiyoomi coming in, letting it known that the orotund voice belonged to him. By the time Bokuto pulled his cock out from ransacking your cum-filled mouth, you finally saw the raven-haired man taking a swig on a bottle of whiskey.

Atsumu, on the other hand, also released his mouth from suckling on your bust. He immediately grabbed the bottle from Sakusa’s grip and chugged it down. “Look at Shoyo-kun,” he fleered. “Good job, ‘brotha!”

As your body disintegrated into flames, you watched how Shoyo sucked his slick-coated fingers clean as your legs began to shake. You just came and you didn’t even realize.

At 3AM, you figured that you could do one last round. After Bokuto had you in rough missionary half an hour ago, your screams almost ripped your larynx out every time he was hitting your g-spot with a merciless thrust. The man was too well-endowed for your tight cunny that you ended up laying in bed in stupor soon after he came all over your chest.

The exhaustion gave way to your fifteen-minute nap, only to wake up and hear Shoyo being praised by his big brothers for passing the initiation albeit still unofficial at this stage.

On the last round, you were situated in the middle of Kiyoomi and Atsumu—the former, whose cock was deep in your cunt from under you and the latter, whose cock was expanding your anal walls from behind.

“Aah! F-Fuck, don’t stop!” you cried out, gripping onto Sakusa’s broad shoulders as him and Atsumu matched each other’s pace. The double penetration was blowing your mind because never did you expect that it could feel this good. Did it overwhelm you? The fuck it did. But this was new and the sensation took you to an unfamiliar paradise.

In his own regard, Sakusa was in ecstasy too as he jerked his hips upwards and squeezed your mounds with a wanton stare. “You’re such a whore for having two dicks inside you, bunny.”

“Y-You—” As you gazed into his eyes, you noticed how his pupils were familiarly dilated. “Are you fucking high on Molly?”

Atsumu snickered from behind as his groin collided against your bum with a skin-slapping noise. “Omi-kun, you didn’t share,” and with a firm grip on your hips, he added, “Shit. I should fuck your ass more like this, baby.”

Louder moans slipped out of your parted lips with every penetration that sent you to euphoria. “Oh my, God—! I’m gonna c-cum!”

“Spit on his mouth.”

The instruction came from Bokuto who was seated on the couch next to Shoyo after having sated earlier. You didn’t even know that the silver-haired man was palming his now clothed cock at the sight of the very pornographic threesome.

In Atsumu’s risqué humor, he didn’t mind, “Yeah, spit on Omi-kun’s mouth.”

Since you were always obliging, you pressed your lips against Kiyoomi’s pinkish ones amid the vibration of your titillating cries before you ejected spit from your mouth to his.

“Oooh!”

Chuckles from left and right were shared from the two guys in the couch and the blond man that you called your boyfriend.

Before you knew it, Sakusa pulled you back into a kiss by rolling his tongue along yours without caring about the sloppiness of it.

“Whoever gets to cum first will clean the frat house tomorrow!” Bokuto’s laugh of mischief was quite contagious, but then you couldn’t join because the two idiots that had your holes filled took it seriously.

“Fuck it. I can’t hold it any longer,” Atsumu grunted after drilling your hole with an increased pace.

“Don’t you dare spill your cum on me, Miya!” Kiyoomi breathed the words out, panting as he too was plowing your cunt with an animalistic speed.

The squelching noises echoed through the four walls of Atsumu’s room concurrent to the clenching of your walls around their huge cocks. No, you couldn’t it any longer either. You could feel the orgasm building on your lower abdomen, making your squirm in the middle of them as you whimpered, “A-Aah, shit I’m g-gonna—!”

“FUCK!”

Sakusa was more pissed at the fact that he came first rather than having to pull away before he released his semen that was now oozing from your cunt. Had you forgotten to take birth control this morning, you would have cussed the shit out of him.

At least your boyfriend had the decency to pull out from your hole as you collapsed on top of a gasping Sakusa, feeling the warmth of Atsumu’s jizz that coated your back.

“You two are fuckin’ heavy,” Kiyoomi said, moving away from underneath you as he recovered from his orgasm.

Atsumu attacked your cheek with kisses before looking at his best friend. “‘Yer just mad you’re gonna clean the house tomorrow.”

Bokuto was quick to pat Sakusa’s back, now pulling his pants back up. “Who said I’m cleaning? I’m gonna make the Pledges do it.”

“Boo, loser,” you mocked Kiyoomi despite your lethargy. Soon enough, you saw Shoyo handing a pack of wet wipes towards your boyfriend like an obedient student. “Thanks, Shoyo. Welcome to Sigma Zeta.”

Atsumu gave the man a fist bump. “Good job, little bro.”

“Right, right. We’re gonna head downstairs to see what the other bros are up to,” Bokuto announced, pulling his two frat brothers away to leave you and Atsumu by yourselves. “Thanks for the good fuck, Y/N.”

God. Perhaps it was because of the alcohol leaving your system but you just couldn’t believe that you did all of that like you were possessed by a sex goddess. Even Atsumu himself didn’t think that you would enjoy it as much as he did.

Well, what could you say? This was college.

At the sound of the door closing, he spooned you under the duvet and pressed his soft lips on yours. “Who fucked you best, babe?”

With a lazy grin, you pecked his lips again. “You.”

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