#bsd x reader
AHH OMG TYSM
— kisses during valentine’s day ♡
gender neutral ficlets featuring: nakajima atsushi, ace trappola, mammon, luke pearce, minagi tsuzuru, kyan reki, kirishima ikuya, & oikawa tooru
fandoms: bungou stray dogs, twisted wonderland, obey me!, a3!, sk8 the infinity, free!, & haikyuu
a/n: just a special little valentine’s day thing featuring some of my favorite boys <3
the type of kiss and when it happened was all pulled out of a hat at random, but i think all of these are super cute! i hope all of you have a nice valentine’s day! love always, star
—♡ NAKAJIMA ATSUSHI / BUNGOU STRAY DOGS ♡; LIPS / EVENING
it happens after dinner, as you get up from the table to wash the dishes. despite you and your boyfriend a few hours before giggling and swaying in each other’s arms as music played in the background of your new and unpacked apartment with equally flushed faces, it was this action that flustered you the most.
the heterochromic boy, feeling uncharacteristically bold, stands and pulls you back towards him by your wrist, your lips meeting his in an instant. you find yourself melting into the kiss as his gentle hands now find themselves on your waist and on your face tilting your head deepening the kiss a little more. you pull away first, flushed and needing air as you stare at grown boy in front of you. atsushi smiles softly at you as he brushes away stray hairs from your face.
“you know you could’ve just asked me to stay?” you ask playfully, a faint blush still plastered on your features, making atsushi’s heart soar.
he only smiles cheekily at you as he retorts, “yeah, but then i wouldn’t get a kiss” the tone in his voice shifts however, to a familiar gentle and soothing tone, “happy valentine’s day (y/n)! thanks for coming into my life, i love you”
—♡ ACE TRAPPOLA / TWISTED WONDERLAND ♡ ; CHEEK / MORNING
it’s unexpected, came out of nowhere on the walk to campus after picking you up from ramshackle. grim no where in sight babbling something about wanting to sleep in a little longer. the kiss was long and sweet, not like the quick, chaste pecks ace usually gives. when he moves away, you know that there’s a dust of blush on your cheeks, but you know his are worse, but you know well by now not to call him out on it. you want to ask where it came from, but he cuts you off, voice evidently showing his embarrassment.
“d-don’t think too much of it!” he looks away from you as he stammers slightly. you giggle as you shake your head fondly choosing not to say anything, but smile contently and continue to look at him as it looks like he has more to say.
“…it’s just cause cater and trey senpai lectured me the other day…said that maybe lack of affection outside might make you worried or something like that, especially since it’s almost valentine’s day. well, today is valentine’s day but i think you get what i mean… right?”
you blink in surprise, but then giggle taking his hand in yours making him splutter as you speak softly giving him smile that makes his heart pound. “…thanks ace, i appreciate it. happy valentine’s day, i love you”
he looks away grumbling under his breath, but doesn’t pull his hand away instead intertwining your fingers together with his.
“…yeah, i love you too prefect”
—♡ MAMMON / OBEY ME! ♡ ; HAND / EVENING
it was something you never saw coming as mammon has always been quite flustered with romantic words and actions, stumbling over them slightly even when it was just the two of you. it was same as always, you and mammon making your way back home to the house of lamentation after another day at RAD hands interlocked. you were talking about the plans you and your demon boyfriend had that evening, a movie in your room, snacks, cuddles, you know, the typical sleepover works, but when you look up at the white haired male, you find that he was already looking at you.
you stop walking and nudge mammon lightly, “hey, what’s up?”
“n-nothing’s up!”, he stumbled, “s-silly human, nothing’s wrong with the great mammon!”
you raise an eyebrow but your retort dies in your mouth as you realize that your boyfriend looks more serious than normal.
he says nothing but raises your intertwined hands up towards his lips making your breath hitch. he eyes are closed as he presses a warm and heartfelt kiss onto the top of your hands. your cheeks already feel warm, but you can tell they get darker as mammon opens eyes, full of emotion.
warmth. adoration.love.
“did ya think i forgot it was valentine’s day? ya really are stupid huh”
you give him a hard shove and he complains, but you both know that neither of you really mean anything because of the giant grins on your faces. the two of you fall back into a rhythm hands interlocked once more walking back home.
“i love you (y/n), ya better not forget it!”
—♡ LUKE PEARCE / TEARS OF THEMIS ♡ ; FOREHEAD / AFTERNOON
kisses from your boyfriend are random, but are sincere and sweet, just like your relationship. it’s valentine’s day and like you expected, luke shows up at your front door step with breakfast and your whole day planned.
for hours and hours, the two of you explore stellis, dropping by at little shops full of books, knickknacks, small cafes, pet shops, just about everywhere.
it was currently a bit into afternoon, and the detective found himself getting dragged into a little book store. it was quaint, but it had a certain charm to it; the atmosphere was calming and smelled like leather and old books. he watched fondly as you made your way through various shelved until one section caught your eye.
you pulled out a book and briefly scanned its contents before facing luke excitement practically vibrating off your figure babbling on about the contents. he admires your features, a soft look in his eyes making you freeze and feel a bit self conscious.
“hey! w-what are you looking at?”
your detective boyfriend chuckles lightly before placing his hands onto your cheeks bringing your head close to him. he places a loving kiss onto your forehead and he can feel your cheeks get warmer, something that makes a triumphant grin appear on his face.
his smile and the look in his eyes are enough to make you melt. but what really does it for you is what he says afterwards. as a lawyer, you’ve trained yourselves to be unwavering when listening to others, knowing that if you let your guard down, it can change the outcome of your case if you believe the lies and fall for the tricks.
“just someone special. my someone special to be completely specific, my watson~ happy valentine’s day, i love you. always had, always will.”
but you can’t help but break down all your walls for luke pearce.
—♡ MINAGI TSUZURU / A3! ♡ ; FOREHEAD / EARLY HOURS
you can’t help but snuggle deeper into tsuzuru’s hold, burying your face into his neck, the warmth radiating from him helping you drift off. but you control yourself knowing that once you pass out, your workaholic of a boyfriend would just tuck you in and get right back to work.
it’s two am, too early to be up, but for you and your boyfriend it’s the norm. especiallythe week a script is due, which it so happened to be. getting permission to stay over at mankai from izumi to take care of him during this crucial time period was an absolute blessing knowing tsuzuru’s sleep depriving habits.
it was only day two and said scriptwriter already has coffee and energy drinks for blood. so in light of that, a few moments ago, you’ve taken it upon yourself, (as quietly as you can to not wake masumi) to drag your boyfriend to bed to sleep, or at the very minimum take a small nap. it took a while, but you manage to get him in bed, but despite the longing of his body to sleep he just can’t.
there’s too many ideas for plot, character, lines all up in his head. he knows he can’t escape from you any time soon, and that you’re not gonna fall asleep before making sure he does first, so he might as well have someone to bounce ideas off of.
the two are practically pressed chest to chest, exchanging whimsical ideas for a play fit for mankai’s spring troupe, whispering everything knowing how bad of a temper his grouchy roommate could have. but as time went on, you both moved on from the theater talk to more random things.
whispers turning to giggles, and giggles turning to guffaws earning pillows thrown in your direction from masumi’s bed.
“you know what i just realized?” you whisper.
“if you say something about the laundry incident im going to hit you” he deadpans.
“tsuzuru! im serious!”
he rolls his eyes but a fond smile is present as he brushes hair out of your face, “okay what is it?”
“today’s valentine’s day!”, you whisper excitedly.
he blinks before realization dawns on his face, and you take the opportunity to make fun of him a little bit.
“for a scriptwriter and actor, you seem to be speechless. nothing to say? no sonnets to recite? you didn’t write a poem?”, you tease.
you laugh as he whisper yells at you, “don’t lump me in with homare-san!”
your laughs turn much quieter hearing a warning grunt from masumi, but you go silent as tsuzuru brings up a hand to your chin, tilting your head up and pressing an affectionate kiss to your forehead.
he then pulls you closer to him your face once again buried in the crook of your neck and you smile contently.
“sorry that you’re here taking care of me today and for the rest of week instead of us going out, but i really appreciate it”
your eyes begin to droop, but you fight it as you know he has more to say.
“and about those sonnets? and poems? i don’t think anything i write is going to express how much i love you. there isn’t enough words”, he chuckles, “but there are a few things that i can say”
his tone grows a little quieter knowing you’re on the bridge of drifting off, and you fall asleep with his sweet words the last thing on your mind.
“happy valentine’s day (y/n), i love you. more than anything.”
somehow, you have the feeling that tsuzuru wont be leaving this bed anytime soon.
—♡ KYAN REKI / SK8 THE INFINITY ♡ ; LIPS / MORNING
the weather is sunny and warm as always in okinawa and you wait outside the kyan household with your bike one hand, reki’s gift in another. it was valentine’s day after all.
you sigh, smile and shake your head fondly as you hear the chaos that was the kyan household on a regular morning.
loud and full of life.
your smile only widens as your red headed boyfriend comes tumbling through his front door, in hand his beloved skateboard and roses…??
you raise an eyebrow and in return he sheepishly smiles at you, his hand scratching the back of his neck in slight embarrassment. but nonetheless, he beams at you and you can feel your knees weaken.
“i got them for you! happy valentine’s day!”
your heart melts and you accept the bouquet from reki wondering how you managed to snag such a sweet boyfriend.
as you admire the flowers, reki is busy admiring you.
(it’s one of his favorite past times. even more than skateboarding! and who cares if miya and langa say he has a dumb dopey look on his face when he does!)
you catch him staring you and you giggle, his grin only widening. though his face changes to one of confusion as pink suddenly takes his vision. you move the small pink bag away from his face and give him a cheeky smile as you place the small gift in his palm.
he puts his skateboard on the ground and looks at you, and you encourage him to open it, “go ahead, it’s for you. but start with the envelope”
he does whaat you says and gasps in excitement, “are these stickers for my skateboard?!”
“yup! take a closer look!”
he gasps again as he looks at the designs of the stickers. on them are little doodles of you, him, and your friends; the same ones he doodles on his notebooks.
he looks at you adoration clear in his eyes, “did make my drawings into stickers?!”
he smile at him nodding as he looks through all of them. when he gets to the last one, he freezes as he soaks in the design. it was a heart shaped one of you and him, the doodle looking like it’s inspired by one of your selfies together. he also takes note that the whole doodle is in your art style making it 100 times more amazing he thinks.
he takes a peak at you and see that you’re already looking at him, a fond and peaceful look on your features that makes his cheeks flare up. he looks back into the bag and pulls out a bracelet. the sight of it lights up and fumble for something in his back pocket confusing you.
but that moment is short lived as he pulls out two matching bracelets. the action makes your eyes widen and you pull up the sleeve of your jacket showing off a bracelet that matched the one you gave him.
you looked at each other briefly before bursting out in joyful laughter.
after your laughing fit was over the two of you exchanged loving looks, the two of you both have dusty pink cheeks.
“so i guess two brains think alike! who would’ve thought we would’ve given each other matching bracelets!” reki gleefully exclaims.
you giggle before launching yourself into his arms, the action making him nearly drop his present, but he reacts quick and wraps his arms around your frame.
god, he truly is in love with you.
andman does he wanna kiss you right now.
and he does just that.
your eyes widen as you process his lips on yours, but just like your boyfriend, you react quick and kiss him back. you can feel him smiling through the kiss and you’re sure he can feel you smiling too. the kiss is warm and full of passion, just like reki.
when the two of you pull away, you’re both breathless. you lean your forehead against his and give him a quick peck on the nose, a peaceful smile on your lips.
“happy valentine’s day, (y/n). thanks for sticking around!”
—♡ KIRISHIMA IKUYA / FREE! ♡ ; HAND / EARLY HOURS
despite a long day of work (for you) and practice (for ikuya) and college (for the both of you unfortunately), you find yourself having a pleasant chat with your boyfriend on his bed.
you’re both facing each other, blanket haphazardly thrown over your waists, and shy adoring smiles on your faces.
as ikuya talks about his iwatobi, his hometown, you take one of his hands and begin to play with it; you trace shapes like hearts and stars on his palms and play with his fingers, eventually interlocking his fingers with yours.
at the action, he pauses his story and raises an eyebrow at you, a knowing smile set on his features.
“what’s up?”
you hum as you squeeze his hand in yours, “nothing much, just admiring the look of our hands. they look good together yeah?”
the teal haired boy flushes and you laugh at him, your amusement evident.
you smirk at your boyfriend and he internally curses at you for being good looking.
“you make it too easy ikuya”
“be quiet (y/n)”
your smirk turns to one of a mischievous grin to which ikuya only rolls his eyes in response. but afterwards, a thoughtful look makes its way onto his face making you confused.
“what’s wrong?” you ask worriedly.
he says nothing, but only brings your still intertwined hands close to him and places a long, loving kiss on the back of your hand. this time, you’re the one with a flushed face.
the way he looks at you after would have made your knees wobble if you standing up, but the affect on your heart would still be the same; it’s beating a little faster and you’re positive ikuya can hear it too.
“look at the time” he whispers softly.
you do as he says and turn behind to see the clock on the night stand.
3:27 AM
he chuckles as you turn back to him with a puzzled look on your tired features.
“it’s valentine’s day (y/n)”
your mouth forms into an “o” shape as the realization dawns on you.
“ah”
ikuya snorts before kissing your hand once again. contentment, peace, and love shining through in his smile and in his beautiful eyes.
“i love you (y/n), happy valentine’s day”
—♡ OIKAWA TOORU / HAIKYUU!! ♡ ; CHEEK / AFTERNOON
you wait by the door as you watch your stupidly handsome boyfriend wrap up practice. you find yourself sighing as you watch tooru get hit in the face by other volleyball by no other than iwaizumi hajime.
“he just never seems to learn does he,” you find yourself muttering, rolling your eyes.
looking back up, you find yourself making eye contact with makki and mattsun, and you give them a lazy salute as they grin lazily at you. but those lazy grins turn a little more mischievous as they make their way towards you at the door.
“hey (y/n)”
“hey makki, mattsun. what’s up?”
the two friends wrap an arm around each of your shoulders and you can feel an impending headache coming on, and surprisingly, it’s not from them.
you countdown from three in your head and lo and behold three seconds pass and before makki or mattsun have the chance to say anything you find yourselvs in your boyfriend’s arms.
“leave (y/n) alone! i’m the one going on a date tonight! not you two!”
you roll your eyes at your melodramatic boyfriend before shoving him off ignoring his whines and the other third year’s snickers.
“well there won’t be much of a date if we’re late, stupid”
“you’re spending too much time with iwa-chan!”, he screams, “iwa-chan! im banning you from (y/n)! 10 feet apart at all times!”
“leave me out of this shittykawa!”
“GEH (y/n)! iwa-chan’s being a brute aga—HEY (Y/N)! WAIT FOR ME”
not listening, you begin to walk faster only turning around to give your friends and boyfriend another lazy salute, only slowly down your pace when you hear rapid footsteps catching up to you.
you smile as he matches your pace, finding a rhythm and walking next to you, still slightly panting.
“you’re so mean you know that?” he whines.
you snorted and shove him with your shoulder lightly. “well someone has to be tooru”
“i beg to differ”
you raise an eyebrow at him, amusement and slight disbelief in your tone, “are you pouting?”
“no! no im not”
“i actually have a 5 year old for company”
“your company happens to be your beloved boyfriend thank you very much!”
“that doesn’t make me feel better”
“(y/n)!”
you laugh at the mock betrayal in his voice, finding amusement with the whole situation. afterwards, you smile at him knowing he’s still pouting and nudge him again with your shoulder.
“come on, this date won’t happen on its own now would it?”
the playfulness in your voice makes oikawa smirk slightly, but the fondness is there all the same.
he presses a swift but heartfelt kiss on your cheek making you laugh out in joy.
“happy valentine’s day (n/n)! love you so much kay?”, he flashes you a genuine grin, one he rarely shows in public, it’s full of childishness and excitement and you can help but but grin.
“now let’s go! we’ve got shops and cafes to visit!”
he begins to run and he grabs you by the wrist leading you to your next destination, another place to make more memories to last a lifetime.
you’re grinning so hard you think your face’ll fall off.
WOOO!! ITS STILL VALENTINE’S DAY HERE SO YES I DID IT
i love my boys all the same, but i think it’s obvious to see which ones i kind of struggled on. but! nonetheless this whole thing was really fun! i haven’t had this much fun writing in a while so it was really nice to just get back into the groove. i hope you all had a good valentine’s day!
and as always, reblogs and shares are appreciated! i hope you all stay safe! and just in case nobody told you they loved you today, i love you! you are enough! <3writing belongs to me! please do not plagiarize, repost, or translate on here or any other sites!
Shall the world burn?
Synopsis
Fyodor and Reader celebrate a victory well deserved after hours of planning and calculation. As the world burns, heat and tension spark between the couple, the two new deities of a new world.
Characters present:
Fyodor
Warnings
15+(I’m gonna start adding age “recommendations’’ because I can’t stop you from reading, but try and respect my boundaries DNI- if your age in your bio is 14< I will block you T_T I have nobody blocked and I really hate blocking, so please respect my boundaries.)
Mild Suggestive content-
Manipulation- NOT a healthy relationship
violence/gore - Minor but there
Canon divergence.
Religious themes
Words
824 (last paragraph holds suggestive content would make it 690 words if you skipped it)
Flames, an eternal symbol of different takes. Like with all things that lay rest within the world, fire can be interrupted in such ways that go over anybody’s heads. A symbol for rebirth, but also destruction, lies within bright lights that shimmer within the dark that surrounds them. Why can one not combine the two meanings into a perfect mix of the morals of white and black? For rebirth to appear, does destruction not come into play? As with crime and punishment, can you have justice without crime and crime without justice?
As with the former pair of fire, there is an adept place where you can have one but not the other, while where one exists, you must have the other. To have justice, there must be crime, and where there is rebirth, must be something to bring forth from the ashes. While on the side of the devil there is not the light of the saving grace, only the latter of destruction; without rebirth and crime, without its hand of punishment. Perhaps such ideas are what fuel the man’s mind. As he plays God upon his throne, his eyes focus on the burning world. From the ashes there shall be perfection, so he says. Without the tainted crime of abilities, a world beyond that of the mortal plane. He is to be the god of this new world, an all-knowing monster… while he is also the devil that lurks within the shadows, playing the darkness to counter perfection. He wishes for new, but the old must burn before such things can come to be.
His words were always sweet, like honey, to those he needed as chess pieces. He knew how to play his hands, which side of the coin he must play. To those who need to see him as divine, he is such, nothing less. For those who must see him walk within the shadows, a motivation to follow for a goal to kill is the devil that lurks behind mortal souls. To the one beside him, clinging upon his arm, like a lost child, he was their life source, an equal of the boundaries. A balance of two forces, neither savior nor hunter. He brought them into an enlightened craving. His eyes were nothing like a human’s gaze, but rather a ravished beast tearing at every defense as he penetrated them one… by one… until there was nothing but the exposed human heart within their shallow chest. His words like silk wrapped softly about their mind until he was their life’s center, their reason for living. The final chess piece in a game he’d been playing since the soil of Yokohama had graced the bottom of his boots… no…. longer, had he begun this journey the day the curse bestowed on his body had shown itself? This ability that helped him form his ideals and visions? Though he supposed it did not matter quite that much when it had begun now that the flames of everlasting change swallowed the land around.
His only true care within this greedy world was of the one seated over his lap, leaned against him as he watched change. “Look what we have made my angel, the heavens shake and the depths of hell tremble at our beck and call.” He smiled to himself as his glass of vodka touched his lips before he offered the same glass to his Guardian Angel. An ability that kept people away, a manipulation of the very elements of space and time, contorting things beneath veils of lies and tweaks of manipulation. To have the final card be this power concluded his success from the start.
To ease you into his grip had been a fun game while it lasted, to devote you to his views and create reliability upon him as your only line to surviving. His hand let that glass fall back to the table as his fingers twirl with your hair, his body language open and bored. “Let’s celebrate victory, little angel.” His voice swept within the walls, barely above a whisper as he trailed a delicate touch down your chin.
The small nod of those glassy eyes led him to lean forward, with lips curled into his snake-like smirk trialing against their neck. Leaving soft markings along the flesh as his hands moved from resting around their waist to leading down their sides, kneading the flesh between his hands. “Isn’t this world perfect now? Without the sinners?” The nod, as if they lacked a voice in their haze of admiration, always made his throat release a small chuckle. They would reign until death claimed their mortal souls. The two as one, running hands around each other. Their lips pressed together in rushed movements… The sound of breaths racing and lips smacking against each other as the world burned and rebuilt itself around them, the new centers in this world, echoed within the empty hall.
Good evening Darlings!
Finally, after long, I am back on my stead (hopefully posting more from now on), but as Valentine’s Day is approaching, I’d like to open my ValentineEvent!Now, the event will be divided in two parts: first part will be a NSFW Match -Up that will have few rules and unfortunately not a lot of opportunities (so grab it while you can - I won’t be doing any request which arrives after the set deadline which you can find in the Rules); and the second one will be a special week-event like for White Day, following the ending of the match up consisting of randomly selected characters and prompts I’ll ask you to send in in the span of a week (more on this in the weeks to come).
#Rules for the NSFW MU ♡
•To participate in the NSFW MATCH UP you have to be 18 or over.
•The characters used will all be canonically adult males so keep that in mind (here the fandoms I wrote for).
• In the case your preferred pronouns are not she/her (afab reader) please specify the ones you use.
Send me an ask stating:
— your MBTI / Enneagram (either/and);
—what is your love language (if you have one);
—whether you like foreplay or not;
—your preferred fandom (if not specified, I’ll do it to my own discretion within the fandoms I write for).
Optional:
—whether you would like a nsfw visual;
— a kink / fantasy / wet dream - headcanon you have;
—anything about yourself you are comfortable sharing!
And I will match you up with a man who would satisfy your most deep yearnings, not making you get a wink of sleep making one of your hidden fantasy reality instead.
I’ll be taking requests until the 9th of February (8th February 23:59:59 CET). Requests sent in after this date will not be fulfilled.
Thank you for each one of those who will decide to participate.
Y/N:If you have a “vine boom moment,” you can’t just play the sound. Like, you can’t just open your computer and play the noise. You have to feel it. It has to resonate with you like the comforting words of a true love. It has to be written into the very code of your being to know when it happens, and for the feeling to be drawn upon when it is needed most and not a second before… You know what I mean?
Fyodor:Y/N.Please go to fucking bed.
Chuuya: Look at us, bickering like schoolkids, looking around the room for things to hit each other with.
Y/N: …I don’t think we were doing that.
Chuuya: Chair, lamp, plant, table leg, my leg.
Y/N, Dazai, and Atsushi:[screaming]
Kunikida, running into the room: What’s wrong, Atsushi?!
Y/N: Why are you only asking Atsushi?!
Dazai: Yeah! We’re all screaming!
Kunikida: Because Atsushi doesn’t scream unless it’s an emergency. You two scream whenever you have the chance.
Tachihara: Well, Y/N, I guess it’s just you and me here. Want to hang out?
Narrator: And then Y/N said something to Tachihara that insulted every fiber of his being.
Y/N:Nah.
Sigma: Saw a snail today… effervescent.
Yosano: The names Practice
Yosano: Mal Practice
Y/N, holding up Kenji: Nice to meet you Dr. Practice, could you please tell me what’s wrong with my son :)
Yosano: He needs surgery on all of his bones
Y/N: Very well, here is my credit card :)
Yosano: I accept no payment I do this because I love it
Y/N: Tell me your wildest fantasy.
Tanizaki: I’m on Wheel of Fortune and I spin it so hard it lights on fire.
Y/N: No, I meant like—
Tanizaki: Everyone claps.
Y/N: Something very LGBT just happened to me.
Also Y/N: [Visibly shaken, haggard and covered in blood]
Ango: Talking about your feelings is so important.
Y/N:…
Ango: I won’t do it, but you definitely should.
Y/N:…
Y/N, on the phone: Remember how I said I was going to have a calm night?
Kunikida:…Yes?
Y/N: Well, I’m in jail.
Kunikida:[Hangs up]
Y/N, bailing Dazai out of jail: What happened?
Dazai: You’ll never believe this.
Dazai: Actually you will because you always expect the worse from me.
Y/N:Ranpo offered me his drink because I mentioned I was thirsty.
Y/N:I was not fucking expecting to take a sip of a baja blast mountain dew at 7 in the morning.
Kajii: When life gives you lemons, don’t make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! I don’t want your damn lemons, what the hell am I supposed to do with these? Demand to see life’s manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give Motojiro Kajii lemons! Do you know who I am? I’m the man who’s gonna burn your house down! With the lemons! I’m gonna get my engineers to invent a combustible lemon that burns your house down!
Y/N: Are you crazy?!
Dazai: Legally, no. There’s not a word for my condition.
Y/N: I introduced Atsushi to Animal Jam.
Dazai: Ahhh, ‘cause he’s a tiger, I get it! …But why do you look so awfully guilty?
Y/N:Well…
Atsushi, bursting through the door, in tears:SOMEONE TOOK THE RED LONGS FROM MY INVENTORY, YOU ARE DEAD, Y/N.
Y/N: When people get too chummy with me, I like to call them by the wrong name to let them know I don’t really care about them.
Fyodor: That’s a genius move.
Y/N: Thank you! :D
Fyodor: You’re welcome, [incorrect name.]
Tanizaki: True warriors don’t faint. We take unintended, decisive naps.
Dazai: I think the easiest way to feel “wanted” is to simply rob a bank.
Y/N: My name is Y/N L/N, and this is-
Dazai: von Matterhorn. Lorenzovon Matterhorn.
Y/N: …Osamu Dazai.
Y/N: Sigma! Truth or dare?
Sigma:Truth!
Y/N: Was the moon landing of 1969 faked?
Sigma:What?
Y/N: Answer the question, Sigma.
Poe: So apparently feeling like something is going to go wrong is called “Anxiety” and not “Portent.”
Y/N: I need your help.
Jouno: Great, who are we killing?
Jouno: I won’t do kids. That’s a rule.
Jouno: …But the rule is negotiable if the kid’s a dick.
Atsushi: I told my partner, Y/N, that I was having an episode earlier and they replied “is it the beach episode” and it shocked me so much that it grounded me immediately.
Atsushi: I hate how you’re just born out of nowhere, and you’re forced to go to school and get education so you can get a job. What if I wanted to be a chameleon? No one ever asked me if I want to be a chameleon!
[Dazai and Y/N are doing something absurdly dangerous]
Dazai:I think Houdini did something like this once! Why, if I recall correctly, he was out of the hospital in no time!
Y/N, deadpan: Well that’s encouraging.
Y/N: *is carrying all the groceries*
Higuchi: *holds out hand to help*
Y/N: *aggressively moves all the groceries to one hand to hold Higuchi’s hand*
*some cool title*
a short atsushi x reader i wrote- its not very good but yuh here
Love doesn’t exist. It can’t exist- such an emotion that’s sung about in songs, and written about in books- It’s impossible something so complex and full of variety can exist in our world. Some say love is the best feeling ever, others say it’s like a disease that makes their lives completely miserable. Some call it magical while others say it’s an everyday thing. Every single person on the planet has a different vision of this so-called “love”. Therefore- it can’t be real right? It’s like oral stories- someone starts it, someone else adds on, and slowly everyone has a completely different view on it. But- which view is right? If any?
None, you’d decided. And you had you believe that. You believed that so much until you met him.
Pretty eyes, and a dangerous smile. The one you could stare at for hours at an end and still not get bored. You would do almost anything he’d ask and just talking to him a little was enough to make your day. It always was. And it always would be.
The things you wanted to do with him weren’t things you’d want to do with your other friends. What you wanted was to hold his hands, to go on dates, to laugh, to stay up till two in the morning in each other’s company, and other things you spent endless days dreaming about.
You had all the little details memorised- how his eyebrows scrunch up when he mentions his past, or how his hands started shaking just a bit when he got flustered.
He’d let you braid his hair once, and you swore you’d ascended into heaven that day. His soft hair gently slipped through your fingers as you combed through it. And the gentle signs he let out while you worked. There was a whole zoo in your stomach and your face felt like it had been thrown into an furnace. And the happy little noises he let out when you were finished? They made you want to tackle him and leave millions of kisses on his face so he knew you loved him more than anything.
He became everything to you.
And you wished that someday you could become everything to him too. Which of course- sounded impossible. Your wish was like a flower petal in a fleeting wind, hoping to land in water but ending up on the concrete to be stepped on by people. And that was it. The end of a wish that was born from false hope.
But perhaps, miracles do exist, right? Perhaps a wind could start up again and carry the petal away yet again, when it was least expected.
Similar to how a box of chocolates lay at your desk, addressed to you in handwriting that you could identify any day. You looked across the room and met eyes with the sender, the boy immediately turning red and seeking shelter behind Dazai.
A small smile played on your lips. Maybe you thought love didn’t exist. Maybe this feeling was something else entirely. But you didn’t care. Because if love existed or didn’t wasn’t something to pay attention to anymore. For the only thing that mattered was that Atsushi Nakajima existed. And that was simply enough.
a world without you
genre: angst
warnings: suicide mentions
summary: the love story of you and dazai osamu. and it’s ending.
note: i wrote this at 2 in the morning so I might repost to fix stuff. Sorry for any errors, I’ll fix them later or smth idk. I got too poetic oops. (if you actually read this- ily)
word count: 1.1k
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The first time you met, he’d grabbed your hand with a devilish smirk, asking you to commit double suicide with him around ten seconds into knowing you. His silver tongue drawing you into him so much that the expression on his face when you said yes was etched infinitely in your mind.
“But not yet-” you had said right after. “I’ll only die with you when I fall in love with you.” You knew it was your fault, your words that had ended you up here.
His smile did not falter when you spoke of your condition, instead he pulled you to your feet and had you experience memories so vivid you couldn’t ever forget them. “The only thing better then committing suicide with a beautiful person, is commiting suicide with a beautiful person you love.”
You remembered staying up till two in the morning, dancing to whatever song came on, eating old take out, laughing your hearts out. He grabbed your waist gently and twirled you around his living room, dipping you every now and then. The sharp pain on your hip from when he had accidentally dropped you and the long stream of apologies falling from his mouth felt like it was yesterday.
You remembered him taking you on little adventures throughout the city. Sometimes it was cafes, other times it was trails he had found in a park. He’d never failed to show you something that spiked your curiosity and made you want to kiss him for being so amazing.
You remembered how he’d grabbed your arm and pulled you into a Ferris Wheel telling you about how he’d jump from the top when the fireworks started. But when they did, he was too busy talking to you about what he was going to show you tomorrow then to remember his words. That was the moment you had finally started wanting to fulfill his wish. You were falling in love.
You remembered him giggling for ten minutes straight after you had touched one of his ticklish spots, and how he had immediately tried to find yours. Both of you were in tears by the end of the day, your ribs aching from laughing so much and your arms limp next to you. He had wrapped you in his arms right after, nuzzling his face into your neck, speaking softly into your collarbone every now and then.
You remembered every single time he smiled at you from across the room and waved you over, introducing you to his coworkers or bragging about you to random strangers in the store. It had always embarrassed you. But oh- the things you would do to have him do it again just one more time.
You remembered his hands on you. The gentle kisses he’d lain on your lips, his hair messed up from the night before and his bandages unraveled on the floor. You’re so beautiful, he had said, taking you into his arms and laying your head on his bare chest. The cold biting your skin, but his warmth enveloping you from the other side. And for a while, everything was ok.
“I love you, Osamu.”
Oh, how things had gone from there.
Everything became a memory. No more waking up in the morning with him beside you. No more holding his hands while walking around the shore. No more laughing at the TV at midnight. Gone, it was gone, everything was gone. Forever.
You didn’t know why it happened yourself. Why Dazai Osamu never showed up to your house the next day like he always did with food and a flower he picked on his way to you. He had just disappeared from your life.
He didn’t pick up his phone, nor did he reply to your texts. You knocked on his apartment door but no one answered. You called the agency, they said he wasn’t at work. At first you thought he might have needed to do something important, you knew how he was, always full of surprises.
But the grand finale he threw your way was nothing but cold and bitter abandonment.
Weeks had gone, and you hadn’t heard a word from the burnette. You knew that he was really, truly, gone. And it was finally settling on you. You hated the feeling more than anything in the world. You didn’t want it to settle on you. You wanted to stay in denial forever because then, at least you had hope that he’d come back. Even if that hope was so obviously fake.
And then the day came.
A single email, sent to you at noon on a rainy day. Sent by an unknown. But you knew exactly who “unknown” was.
Dearest-
I’m sorry.
Though it was me who offered, I have to back out of my request.
I’ve come to realize you cannot die, you have a whole life ahead of you to live. I’ve only spent a while with you but I can say with determination that I’ve never met anyone as vivid and fascinating. You are alluring to me, pulling me back again and again like some drug I took to feel something and ended up being addicted to. But it is impossible for me to keep tasting you like this. It’s dangerous, and will end only in tragedy worse then this one.
I cannot have you dying, love. I cannot imagine taking away such a beautiful creature from the Earth for my own selfish desires. What will this world do without your smile? Without your words? Without your touch? A world without your existence would hold some meaning- possibly. But what would that meaning be?
A meaning dull and rusted compared to what it was before, yes.
I apologize again but I will not commit suicide with you. It seems to me, almost like a crime. A horrendous crime even my inhuman self wouldn’t dare to commit. I cannot meet you again either, it will lead to complications. I hope you forgive me over time. If you do not, I understand.
I doubt a day will go by without you crossing my mind. I shall dream about holding you in my arms. About laying kisses on your body and going to sleep with you. Till the end of time, I shall think of you darling. Of reaching you. Of meeting you. And of loving you.
It ended there, no signature. You felt empty as you closed the tab and trudged to your empty, cold bed. It felt as if you were laying on ice, only the distant remembrance of warmth existing, a memory you never expected to experience again. Not in such a brilliant and aweing way at least.
How painful his words are, you thought as you closed your eyes. How beautiful and how painful.
random things that could happen with the bsd characters on a walk
this is literally 70% crack please don’t take this too seriously also a bit of suggestive content and cussing
Atsushi Nakajima: You’ll probably be approached by every single cat in the neighborhood and Atsushi will stop to pet them. It’s cute until they’re all scratching your legs and laying dead rats at your feet.
Dazai Osamu: At least two women will come up to you both, slap him out of nowhere and tell him that they’re gonna cut his dick off if they ever see him again. If you’re attentive, you’ll see Akutagawa at every street corner stalking you guys.
Akutagawa Ryuunosuke: If you’re lucky enough to walk with him, it’ll probably be at night. He’ll want to grab your hand but forgets he coughed blood on it earlier so you feel a slick, cold thing touch your palm and instinctively slap it away. You realize it was his hand and there’s an awkward silence for the rest of the walk. He cries about it later.
Chuuya Nakahara: Will try to impress you so hard, especially using his ability. 100% will beat up any guy that would try and approach you. Accidentally punches someone you know that was coming up to you to say hi. The rest of your “walk” is spent in the hospital where your friend is bedridden with 4 broken bones and a bloody nose.
Kunikida Doppo: There’s a strict schedule. You’ll have 11 minutes and 46 seconds to complete your walk, or on weekends 30 minutes and 56 seconds. While walking, you’ll try to talk to him about something but it always just ends with him complaining about Dazai’s dumbassery.
Ranpo Edogawa: Prepare a route for your walk before hand and make sure not to pass any sweet shops unless you want your wallet emptied. He’ll hold your hand like a kid and skip along the path- but will leave you without a second thought if he sees a stray cat cause he wants to give it to Fukuzawa.
Yosano Akiko: Literally the best person to go on a walk with. She’ll pick up a flower and put it in your hair cause she thinks it’ll look pretty on you. Don’t get hurt though. Not even a grazed knee cause the moment she sees it, she’ll bring her chainsaw out.
Fukuzawa Yukichi: Will fucking dip your ass if he sees a barking dog. Have fun trying to keep up with the DILF. Peepaw can run faster then you might think. (blame tik tok for that nickname btw)
Gin Akutagawa: She doesn’t talk much but will quietly whisper things to you if you’re close to her. Ignores Tachihara like a fucking plague and if you run into her brother you’re going to get stabbed-unless you happen to be Dazai Osamu. Which of course, you’ll never be.
Michizō Tachihara: He’s gonna try and get into your pants at a park bench at one in the morning. Some drunk girl stumbles by and asks if she can join you guys. You leave after Tachihara says yes.
Ichiyō Higuchi: Bisexual queen and anyone can tell. She simps for the Akutagawa Siblings while you guys walk but you can’t blame her cause you’re doing the same thing. Links your arms together.
Kouyou Ozaki: Spends the whole time talking about Kyouka and how cute she is, probably starts tearing up about it cause she wants her back home. You once said she was acting like Killua’s mother from Hunter X Hunter. She almost decapitated you.
Ogai Mori: Elise tags along always and people comment on how you guys look like a cute family. Mori doesn’t appreciate you replying with, “I rather die than marry an alternate universe Dino.” Elise thinks you’re fucking funny as hell.
Fyodor Dostoevsky: God complex motherfucker will death stare anyone who just as much as jaywalks and call them a “sinner”. Rats follow him around and he has a throne in the sewers with “Rat King” spelled out above it in red spray paint. Unfortunately for you- it actually looks aesthetic so he takes you there for your walk.
Nikolai Gogol: You’ll probably end up dead but it’ll be the best fucking walk you ever take. Starts talking about how everyone’s a bird in a cage and probably farts every few minutes cause he ate beans for lunch. Randomly moans cause he thinks its funny.
Sigma: Takes you to somewhere cute like a library and would try to kiss you at the end of the walk. But he gets nervous, trips, and falls on his face. Gogol’s
recording it all behind a bush to send to Fyodor later.
Edgar Allen Poe: Karl’s usually in his coat so whenever you go near him he smells like a whole ass zoo cause Karl’s a fucking player and as railed various she-racoons from all over Yokohama. Your walks look like a fucking pandemic with social distancing and shit.
Mark Twain: Just like Tachihara, if he likes you he’s gonna try and rail you somewhere. Gets cockblocked by Hawthorne who throws a whole ass cross as his head and knocks him out. He later proposes to you cause the only way Hawthorne will let you fuck is when you get married.
Jouno Saigiku: He’s not going to open his eyes. No matter what. You don’t know if he’s sleep walking or actually awake and listening to you. But it’s YOU who trips and falls- into his arms. It’s romantic till he drops you on purpose cause he needed to scratch an itch.
Finals Week
✧･ﾟ: * Prompt ~ Kunikida, Ranpo, and Akutagawa comforting their partner through finals week ~
✧･ﾟ: * Character/Pairing ~ Kunikida, Ranpo, and Akutagawa (individually x gn!reader) ~
✧･ﾟ: * Content ~ How they would help their partner through finals, specifically walking up on their partner crying due to the stress ~
✧･ﾟ: * Type ~ Fluff, headcanons ~
✧･ﾟ: * Requested by ~ Anon~
✧･ﾟ: * Author’s Note ~ I had a lot of fun with this one, especially as I was working on my finals too. I hope you enjoy it, and it helps ! ~
✧･ﾟ: * Kunikida
❈ Doppo understands stress as much as, if not better, than anyone. That does not mean he’s going to be the best at helping you deal with it right away.
❈ From the start of the semester, he’d have an entire schedule laid out for you, but in an attempt to help you manage your time I could see him adding to the pressure more than taking away.
❈ This is why when he walks in and you’re crying, while his first reaction might be overbearing, the second he realizes that he may have contributed to that stress he’s crushed. If you mention letting him down or something similar his heart will break, he never wants his partner to feel inadequate.
| ✧ If you have to finish the work then, he’d be by your side reassuring you through it, mixed in with the apologies for the pressure.
❈ If you can take a break, or the second you’re done, he’ll clear his schedule (a big compliment from him) to take you somewhere comfortable. A nice dinner, a movie you’d been wanting to see or even just cuddling in the park. He has stress management techniques in his notebooks, and while some of them were Dazai’s tricks, he does everything he can to help you destress after the semester as well.
✧･ﾟ: * Ranpo
❈ Ranpo would be hit or miss if he noticed on his own. He would be completely capable of seeing it, he just isn’t always paying attention. So he’ll either step in before you even get to the point of that much stress, or notice once you’re on the verge of tears. But regardless, the second he sees you starting to break down, all bets are off.
❈ I could see him being the type to “pester” someone to comfort them, so he’d be on you, poking your sides, kissing your cheek, “Hey hey hey, are you good yet?” until you start laughing.
❈ Once you calmed down, he’d look over any homework you had. If it’s a question-based assignment, don’t be surprised if he can work out anything you’re getting stuck on in a heartbeat.
| ✧ I don’t think he’d be great at writing, but he’ll still support you through it, and give you some points to expand on in your papers.
❈ If you have time to take a break, he’d demand that you play a round or two of his game with him. Or five. “And bring the snacks.”
❈ He’d lay on your lap or shoulder as you work, and would occasionally reach up to kiss you softly and encourage you.
✧･ﾟ: * Akutagawa
❈ Unlike the other two, Aku would be completely oblivious the whole time. He wouldn’t even notice anything until he walks in on you crying, and would just freeze.
❈ You could almost see the calculations going on in this boy’s head. “Did I do something? No. Did I not do something? Not that I’m aware. Should I try to comfort them? We’ll see.”
| ✧ I feel like he wouldn’t try to comfort you as directly. He’d leave, and then “conveniently wander back in” with your favorite snack and drink, before sitting next to you (really he prepared it and got back as fast as he could).
❈ His version of comforting words would likely have a little bit of insults in it, he’s also very blunt and doesn’t see any reason to hold back.
| ✧ “So are you going to tell me what’s wrong, and how I can fix it?” For as aggressive as it might come across, he means it in the best way. Once he gets attached to someone, he’d do anything for them, and if something is actively upsetting his partner? Someone is about to lose at least a limb.
❈ When you tell him that it’s the stress from finals, he’d relax a little bit (he was still worried that he messed something up) and would start to talk you through the potential options. If that mean him taking out a professor? He doesn’t mind.
✧ He’d also probably make you take a break, even if that means grabbing your laptop with Rashomon and putting it aside (assuming you can save the assignment probably).
Requests | OPEN |
Pretty Boy ~ Bungo Stray Dogs
✧･ﾟ: * Prompt ~ Short blurbs about how the Bungo Stray Dogs boys would respond to “Pretty boy, with me I said”~
✧･ﾟ: * Character/Pairing ~ Kunikida, Chuuya, Dazai, Atsushi, Akutagawa, Ranpo, Poe, Tanizaki, Lovecraft (individually x reader) ~
✧･ﾟ: * Content ~ Pretty boys being blushy, what more do we need? ~
✧･ﾟ: * Type ~ Fluff, Short Headcanons ~
✧･ﾟ: * Author’s Note ~ I saw this post and I’ve been rolling on this ever since,,,, they’re all so pretty help ~ -repost because for some reason the tags weren’t working on the last one, so if you saw this already, sorry!-
❈ Kunikida would take a minute to realize you were talking to him, before blushing and muttering something about “inappropriate workplace behavior” on his way over. Don’t get this wrong, he absolutely loved it, and may even ask for you to call him pretty again in private.
❈ Chuuya knows he’s pretty. There’s no surprise here, so he naturally responds with a smirk and “Coming, doll.”
❈ Dazai would freeze for just a moment, before coming right over, acting like it’s without a second thought. If you two were alone, he’d then hold you in his arms, and ask if you really think he’s pretty. If this is in public, that’d be the end of it, maybe a wink at anyone he passes but would bring it up later when you two are alone.
❈ Good job, you killed Atsushi. A blushing mess, it’d take a solid minute for him to form coherent sentences. Clarify that yes, you do in fact mean him, and he’ll be over the moon for the rest of the day at least.
❈ Once again, a one-shot kill for Akutagawa. He’d absolutely freeze, before erupting into a coughing fit for a solid minute. He might even actually fall over. His amazing partner, recognizing him? And complimenting him? It’s too much for this emotionally stunted emo to take.
❈ Ranpo is well aware of how pretty he is, plus those eyes. Look at the ego on this one, do you think calling him pretty is going to make an impact? (Yes it absolutely does, and he’d be absolutely giddy the second he’s alone, he just has a reputation to maintain)
❈ Poe should be called pretty constantly, that’s just a fact. But you could call him pretty every time you talk to him, and every time he’s still going to flush bright red and stammer over himself, before trying to hide his face in his hands. He’ll still do whatever it was you needed, just, give him a minute.
❈ Tanizaki would melt, on the spot. Prepare for him blushing and cuddling you, whatever you needed would have to wait. He’s a wreck but in the best way.
❈ Lovecraft would be taken aback, especially if you’ve seen his true form to any extent. He’s inhuman, how could anyone find that attractive? But you do, and it makes his cold, wet heart(?) flutter.
Requests | OPEN |
Other Fandoms | Jujutsu Kaisen |
Dazai with an S/O that’s Chuuya’s twin
✧･ﾟ: * Prompt ~ Dazai’s dating Chuuya’s twin sister ~
✧･ﾟ: * Character/Pairing ~ Dazai x fem!reader ~
✧･ﾟ: * Content ~ Reader is Chuuya’s twin, also in the Port Mafia ~
✧･ﾟ: * Type ~ Fluff, Headcanons~
✧･ﾟ: * Author’s Note ~ Why must you make Chuuya suffer this way? I’m just kidding, this was a blast to write, I hope you enjoy it! ~
❈ His teasing is relentless, especially for those he really cares about, so get ready for near-constant annoyance. And if he can piss you and Chuuya off and get the same reaction? Please, he thrives on your “suffering”
✧ He would be a lot more careful with you though, if you’re insecure about something none of his jokes will even go near mentioning it.
❈ Dazai completely would joke about not being able to tell the difference between you and Chuuya sometimes. Such as when walking up behind the two of you talking, acting like he couldn’t tell. (He always knows, but that’s not gonna stop him from messing with the two of you.)
❈ If you have an ability similar to Chuuya’s, Dazai will bug you to carry him or float stuff to him. Your brother never would, but you can’t say no to your boyfriend’s puppy dog eyes.
❈ While in the Port Mafia, your relationship would be a bit more subtle. He doesn’t want anyone there to see you as his weakness since that would put you in danger.
❈ As soon as Chuuya finds out about your relationship, (I feel like Dazai would just happen to be making out with you next to Chuuya’s office, he “completely lost track” of the fact that Chuuys was coming back already lies) Dazai is completely going to be giving you both crap for it.
✧ “How can a slug like Chuuya have such a stunning twin, you got all the pretty didn’t you my love?”
❈ Chuuya on the other hand, is completely going to try to intimidate him with the shovel talk. But with all the threats the two throw around, it’s basically a normal conversation for the two of them.
❈ You’re also pissed when Dazai ditches the Port Mafia and goes off the radar for a few years, but he does keep leaving little notes at your apartment to let you know he’s safe.
❈ When Dazai gets captured by the Port Mafia, you come to check on him. While you’re about to rip him a new one, you see him slip out of the cocky, cold mask he puts up as his heart melts seeing you.
You’re the one who broke the chains for him to escape, you offered to let him out completely but he wanted the theatrics.
❈ Once you’re back together, you two will just stroll up to the other’s headquarters. And between the ADA not having an explicit reason to take you in (and not wanting to piss off the Port Mafia), and nobody wants to take on Dazai with the mafia, your work dates go fine!
Requests | OPEN|
Where do babies come from?
✧･ﾟ: * Prompt ~ Kenji, Kyōka, and Atsushi asking the reader and Dazai how babies are made ~
✧･ﾟ: * Character/Pairing ~ Kenji, Kyōka, Atsushi, Dazai - light Dazai x Reader implication ~
✧･ﾟ: * Content ~ The Talk, slightly implied fem!reader but not heavily ~
✧･ﾟ: * Type ~ Chaotic headcanons ~
✧･ﾟ: * Author’s Note ~ I’m throwing Kenji in here because I think that Kyōka and Kenji are an adorable dynamic and would get into so many hijinks. ~
❈ Kenji and Kyōka start talking about where babies come from in the office one day and realize their stories don’t match up.
✧ Kyōka almost gets it. She had that seductress training so she understands the concept. Just the details are a little fuzzy. Such as the fact that it would not, in fact, be through bumping into someone.
✧ Kenji seems to think that storks stick a very small baby through the mom’s belly button. Not quite on the mark.
✧ They turn to Atsushi to clear the confusion up, and he panics.
❈ Atsushi would know, he’s an adult, but he’d 100% go on instinct and tell Kyōka and Kenji the same thing he told all the kids at the orphanage if they asked - “They get dropped off by the door.”
❈ After realizing this doesn’t work as well at a detective agency, he’d act like he doesn’t know, leading them to go as you and Dazai.
❈ The second the question slips out of their mouths, you see the spark in Dazai’s eyes that can only mean trouble.
✧ “There could be a demon-” “THAT’S- not necessary Dazai.” “I’m only playing, darling, seriously what do you think of me?”
❈ Between a slightly awkward stumbling through the actual process and Dazai’s occasionally helpful points, the two of them seem to get it.
❈ You’d think you’ve finally avoided the chaos until Kyōka asks a follow-up question, “If a mother dies with the baby inside her, does the baby die too?”
✧ Oh no. Once you answer her that yes, the baby would also die, you could swear you heard her mutter “36…”
❈ Thankfully, the two of them seem satisfied with those answers and go back to their work and conversations. Atsushi mouths “Thank you” to the two of you, and the rest of the day returns to normal. Or at least however normal a day for the ADA can be.
Requests | OPEN|
With an S/O who’s touch starved
✧･ﾟ: * Prompt ~ With a partner who’s love language is physical touch but they’re touch starved ~
✧･ﾟ: * Character/Pairing ~ Dazai, Chuuya, Nanami, Megumi, and Gojo (individually x gn!reader) ~
✧･ﾟ: * Content ~ Touch starved reader, straight up fluff ~
✧･ﾟ: * Type ~ Fluff, headcannons ~
✧･ﾟ: * Author’s Note ~ I had a lot of fun with this one, I hope you enjoy it! ~
✧･ﾟ: * Osamu Dazai
❈ You’re not gonna be touch-starved with this man for long, I’ll give you that. He’s definitely one for dramatics, and if you’re comfortable with public displays of affection, he’ll have an arm around you at all times, or holding your hands and cuddling on the ADA couch (no matter how much Kunikida complains about professionalism). You’re his s/o, and if he had his way the whole world is going to know it, so loving touches in public are to be expected.
❈ Whether you’re coming out of a relationship without a lot of touching, or you’ve been single for a while, he’s going to make it his mission to make you feel loved. And if touch is what it takes, then he’s going to make sure that he’s making up for all the lost time before the two of you were together.
❈ I think that physical touch is a big love language for Dazai too, so this is also somewhat self-serving. Even when he’s not playing it up, you can still expect plenty of times where his gentle touches linger longer than necessary, or how when he comes from behind to lay his head on your shoulder as you are working on something, he’s in bliss.
✧･ﾟ: * Chuuya Nakahara
❈ I don’t think that Chuuya would be particularly touchy on his own. Not that he minds the contact, and can do it for a romantic moment, but he just doesn’t think to initiate it often. I see him as leaning toward doing things for you to be romantic, so the bigger the gesture the better in his mind.
❈ But talk to him about it! He might leave you a little touch starved at the beginning (between missions and spending his time with you trying to do things for you), so tell him that you want more touch. I mean obviously, he’s still going to want to show his love in the way that comes naturally to him, so don’t downplay it, but he’s more than down to just hold you on the couch some evenings rather than spend the whole night cleaning your place.
❈ Eventually, you both find things that hit both of your love languages! Massages come to mind, him being able to do something for you that involves that physical touch? Heavenly.
✧･ﾟ: * Kento Nanami
❈ Okay, hear me out. It takes a hot minute to get to that point. But once Nanami is comfortable with someone I just think he’d be the biggest cuddler. It’s just a vibe I get from him, he loves near-constant physical contact, who cares who sees.
❈ So if this is early into your relationship, you’re going to have a bit of a dry spell. Some handholding, maybe. I just think it’d take him a while to get adjusted to the idea that you can be a permanent part of his life. But once you have reached that point, he’s another that you’re not gonna be touch starved for long.
❈ Have conversations with him, he’s going to want to be sure that you’re getting enough out of the relationship from the get-go, but you being willing to start a conversation about your needs gives him that sense of permanence that he needs to initiate it too
❈ You’re his stress relief, and he’s sure to tell you. Whether that be leaning on his chest, stroking his hand at another stupid meeting, or a hug at the end of the day, he melts into you, and he hopes he can show you how much you mean to him through the same.
✧･ﾟ: * Megumi Fushiguro
❈ Another one who’s not going to be that into physical affection on his own. He grew up with Gojo. Who “annoyed” him and was very touchy. So touch isn’t his go-to in expressing affection, and he can be a bit tense when someone else initiates it with him.
❈ But, communication can work wonders, and talking to him, he’s more than willing to be more physical for you. And I think he’d eventually start to enjoy it more than he thought he would.
❈ He’d still be a little iffy on PDA, but he’d be willing to hold hands, and if you lean into him while you’re hanging out with friends, well he won’t mind.
❈ But in private he’ll initiate the touch a lot more since he wants to make sure you aren’t feeling unloved. I think that time would be a big love language for him, and so you laying on his chest on the couch, sitting in comfortable silence would become a standard routine for you.
✧･ﾟ: * Satoru Gojo
❈ Gojo isn’t the most receptive to your needs, but lucky for you this man is going to want to be all over you anyway. You’re gonna have a harder time keeping him off you than getting him to touch you.
❈ Incredulous that you’re touch starved. How doesn’t everyone just want to be holding you constantly? You’re so holdable? He just assumes that his thoughts are universal, or the only correct ones at least, so the thought that you haven’t been constantly given all the physical affection is wild to him. (Though that doesn’t mean that he isn’t going to be possessive if anyone else tries)
❈ But once he finds out that this is one of your needs, he will be extra conscious of it, and I feel like he’d be checking in with you fairly often. He’d play it off as a joke most of the time. “What, do you need me to hold you more or something?”, but he does seriously want to be sure he’s meeting your needs.
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