I SAW THAT YOU WANT NIKOLAI REQUEST, Can You Please Do Mornings With Him, Please!

I SAW THAT YOU WANT NIKOLAI REQUEST, can you please do mornings with him, please! <3 gn reader is okay and flufffff! Ty in advance!

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings: Nikolai X Gn!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Humor

Format: Short Fic

Warnings: Cussing, Ig?, reader slapping their Kolya cuz they mistook him for a mosquito, Kolya being a tease as he usually is.

Word Count: 0.9K

A/n: Please I would kill to wake up next to this man-, not proofread btw

Got inspired from Veve's thoughts

The small rays of the sun got through the half pulled back curtains, and found their way to the now fully awake man, gently caressing his eyes. He had been awake for a while now, staring at the walls for some time to gain his consciousness and realize what was happening around him. He was used to getting up early even if he hadn't gotten a proper sleep the night before; But last night was definitely something else, since he got to spend it with you.

Oh, he almost forgot about you.

Nikolai took a glance at the small figure curled up next to him, deeply breathing as they were gripping the blanket, which was probably the reason why he felt that cold when he woke up.

You little brat, taking all the blanket to yourself.

Nikolai smirked as he started braiding his hair, thinking about a little revenge to take from his beloved s/o, who made him shiver out of coldness all night while wrapping the blanket around themselves very nicely. Then, he took the tip of his elegant braided hair, and started tickling your nose relentlessly. He knew what was coming along; you pouting at him, asking him to stop, and him, not listening to you, making up for the hard time he went through until you beg him to leave you alone in exchange of doing what he demands later. He wasn't really teasing you because of that, He didn't feel that cold without the blanket; but he had to find a reasonable excuse to annoy you with, right?

A small sulk appearing on your face made him smile widely. Everything was going according to the plan. Everything...

Slap!

"Ugh, Fucking mosquitos" you muttered under your breath, turning your back at your boyfriend who had his hand on his cheek, staring at you with widened eyes, trying to understand what just happened.

You...just slapped him...?

Well, he didn't see that one coming.

"Rise and shine, Dovey!" his loud shout next to your ear made you quake with fear, almost jumping of the bed as you open your eyes to look at him unbelievably.

"Wha...What?" "Time to get up, dove! Your man needs some attention" He gave you an innocent smile, making you want to wipe it off his face by kicking him in his pretty nuts; but unfortunately, you were in love with this jerk, so you compromised with ignoring him and going back to your precious sleep which was definitely unsatisfying to him.

"Dove! C'mon now! MOOORNING'S HEEEERE~ THE MORNING'S HEEEERE~ SUNSHINE IS HEEEEEERE~ MORNING IS HE-" "Oh my god shut up!" "Haha not a chance. SUUUUUUNSHIIIIII-" "Kolya stop it I'm tired!"

That sulk on your frustrated face as you pull the blanket on top of your head... Just, how could he hold himself back from teasing you? He's in love with the way you whine as your voice raises a bit, making look like a needy innocent girl, after all. Nothing is going to stop him from making a mess out of you, not even your cuteness that almost gives him a heart attack every time he witnesses that adorable pout on your face.

Nikolai grinned, slowly grabbing the corner of the blanket, only to flip it off the bed and dump himself onto you, smooching every inch of your sulky face.

"It's Mwah*- Morning Mwah*- You Mwah*- Have to Mwah*- Wake up Mwah Mwah Mwah*"

"Nikolai Gogol stop it I'm telling you- OUCHHHH DON'T BITE MY CHEEK YOU'RE CRAZY!" "Can't help it Dove, you're just too delicious for me to resist!"

You tried to push him off yourself, but barely made any progress because you're boyfriend was too strong and you were too small compared to him. It was actually one of the things that attracted you in the first place; but now you just wished he was skinny so you could kick his ass and use some fucking peace and quiet.

You were very tired. You barely got any sleep in the past three days due to your kick ass mission, and Nikolai's endless teasing was definitely not helping, so you had do something; using the only thing that might get him to back off a bit.

You suddenly leaned onto him, wrapping your arms around him as you hid your face in the crook of his neck, breathing steady on his soft pale skin. Nikolai was caught off guard, having you all over him, clinging to his side. Your body felt warmer than usual, and it kinda made him want to cage you in his arms, inhaling the coconut scented shampoo you shared in the bathtub last night. He suddenly stopped moving around so much and gave in to your touch, which was sudden but pleasant as always.

"Mhm Kolya... 'm really sleepy... Wanna sleep in with you..." You muttered quietly, placing a small kiss on his neck while resting your head on his shoulder. Nikolai didn't need to see your face to know that you were smiling, a big one, knowing this would be your final move.

He's hand slowly wrapped around your face, gently caressing your hair out of his face as he sighed and put a bland smile on his face.

"Fine... You stupid adorable girl. I guess I can make one exception for today since your extra adorable, hm? But remember; you have to repay me once you wake up from sleep. You better be ready for then"

Chuuya: Punches Dazai making him fall on the ground* Dazai: Rubs his cheeks and pouts* Kunikida-Kuuuun! aren't you gonna say something? Kunikida: Pulls Chuuya in for a hug while wiping his tears of joy* Thank you... Thank you... YES Thank you...!

"What are you waiting for?"

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairing: Fyodor X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Format: Drabble

Warnings: None

Word Count: 0.5K

A/n: Some soft Fedya content cuz I love him so damn much-

You tightened your grip on the blanket, tugging it up to your eyes as you hid your face behind it. You felt really guilty, imperceptibly ogling the man laying next to you with so much desire in your eyes. His long slender fingers were placed on the obsolescent pages of the book, gently turning the pages over to read the rest of the classical Mystery. He was right here, you could feel his body if you reached your hand out for him, but; could you?

Your mind starting wandering around the thought of him gently caressing your reddened cheeks instead of that bloody book, and maybe your hands could find their way to his silky hair that was free from his Ushanka, covering his ears. They looked so pretty, so soft, so shiny... Maybe, just maybe you could feel them between your fingers and get used to the pleasant fragrance of it.

He looked so cold despite being under the blanket with you; would he really mind the warmness of your tremulous body against his as you pressed yourself harder to his chest to express your yearnings for him?

Even the thought of his trifling touch made you shiver in excitement, which was enough to steal his attention to yourself. It was not like he hadn't felt your eager stare on him; he was just wondering how long were you able to last like that, but that was before he was met with your glassy eyes.

You were looking at him like a cute little puppy, desperately waiting for it's owner to feed it's desideratum of attention, or perhaps something more if he was feeling generous enough. Your pure angelic look made his heart ache for a slight moment; or else he would've held himself back from placing the book on the bedside table and opening his arms for you with a silent stare.

That was enough. Enough for you to through yourself in his arms like a starved person, wrapping your arms around him so tightly as if he was about to run away. His eyes got widened for a moment, but were slowly back to normal as a soft smile found its way to his gorgeous face. His arms wrapped around you as well, his grip getting tighter than yours to remind you who's in charge. Not that you needed a reminder anyway.

"Good girl Myshka, you've been such a good girl recently, haven't you?"

You couldn't really answer him since you were too busy devouring the intimate feeling of his touch, his hair, his skin, him; so you sufficed with slowly nodding and dipping your head in the crook of his neck even more.

He chuckled at your neediness, and started delicately running his fingers through your hair as he placed a small kiss on your temple, smiling at your gasp of his sudden display of affection.

Well, at least you didn't have any more wishes, for the time being.

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Frustrated For You

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs Pairings: Fyodor X Fem!Reader Genre: Fluff, Comfort, Angst Format: Short Fic Warnings: Reader sitting on Fyodor's lap, not in a suggestive way Word Count: 0.8K A/n: I'm not falling for him I'm not falling for him I'm not falling for him- Dammit; I think I've fallen for him 🚶🏻‍♀️

The light sounds of turning pages was the only thing filling the room, and was the only reason you felt this miserable at the moment. Your eyes were located on the dark-haired man sitting farther on his chair with his back facing you, thinking when was he going to stop working and pay attention to you, who had been waiting for him since… how long? You didn't exactly recall, since you always lost track of everything once you became alone with him. Nobody could understand how you loved him this deeply, to the point that you were happily willing to give up on anyone and anything just to help him fulfil his goals, not even you yourself; but you did knew something,

That he definitely didn't plan on doing the same thing.

God you felt so stupid, always waiting around for him, thinking when would he finally take a glance at you. You hated how naïve and dumb you were, clinging onto him all the time, begging him to spend some time with you for a while, and it was never enough; not because you were asking for too much, but because the only thing he did was using you to his advantage, and then leaving you behind, broken. How could you expect anything more from him? You being so pure and unsophisticated was probably the reason he got attracted to you in the first place. You deserved more than that; more than being manipulated into doing things against your will, more than sitting in a dark, empty office at 3AM, hoping that maybe your busy boyfriend would spare you a glimpse, probably out of pity or worse, by accident. You hated how desperate you were for his attention. You hated how your cheeks heated up every time you spotted his eyes on yourself. You hated how the slightest touch of him sent shivers down your spin. You hated how your body ached for him, and you hated how he never satisfied your cravings. You hated that all you could think about was how you wanted him to cage you between his arms, squeezing you as hard as he was able to as you melted from the inside. You hated this. You hated him. Unlike him who was rigorously concentrating on whatever he was reading, your expression was blank; staring at him for a long time without even blinking, like you were some type of statue. You kept telling yourself how much you loathed him, and how much you loathed yourself for being this frustrated for someone like him; but deep down, very deep down, you knew it was a lie; another lie you told yourself, just to keep your dignity from breaking any further. You knew it was nothing but some meaningless words you told yourself to maybe feel a little bit better, but it was all a lie, because you were aware of his condition. You could tell how pale his skin had became, after days of nonstop working without taking a bit of a rest, how he always had dark circles under his eyes in in the morning, and how he nearly fainted doing the tiniest bit of physical activity. Maybe he was suffering as much as you were, but he was just a pro at keeping it all to himself, thinking it's better this way for the both of you. Maybe he cared for you, more than you could ever imagine; or else there would never be a reasonable explanation for how you always woke up covered in a blanket after falling asleep waiting for him at the office. Just… how much complicated and mysterious could he be already…? You slowly got up, walking toward the man you adored with your whole life. The sound of your gentle footsteps made Fyodor raise his head a bit to see why you were attempting to distract him from work as you usually did, but he was surprised when he felt your hands on his shoulders, depending on them to make place for yourself on his lap.

"Myshka?…" You didn't answer to his call. Instead, you wrapped you arms around him like your life depended on it, inhaling his addictive scent as your tears found their way to your cheeks. His body tensed a little bit from your sudden arrival, but relaxed in advance, once he got used to the delightful warmness of your small figure curled up on his lap. Your fingertips slowly running around his skin felt so nice, making butterflies fly in his stomach. "I'm sorry, Fedya… I'm really sorry…" I'm sorry for falling this hard for you, to the point that I want our souls to become sole. It was a matter of time when you felt his right hand delicately holding your waist, slightly drawing unmeaningful patterns. His only relief was that you couldn't see how much of a blushing mess you made him to be, since your face was buried in the crook of his neck. You planted a small, but affectionate kiss on his temple, pressing yourself to his chest wishing everyday would end in something like this. If only time could stop when I buried myself into you… Your negative or maybe substantive thoughts could never matter at all; as long as you get to be stuck with a glorious mess, like him.

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Hi can I have a matchup from BSD pls? My Mbti is ESFJ, I’m a straight female, and I’m around 170cm tall. My hobbies come and go, but I mostly like reading, writing, playing my piano, music, chess and gaming. My personality is a Dazai kinnie and my friends say I am extroverted and funny, but sometimes I need some alone time. I also can speak 2 languages fluently, and I’m currently learning a third. I hope you stay safe Ash, & let’s be hyped together for BSD S4!

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs Format: Headcanons Warnings: None Word Count: 0.3K A/n: Tysm honey, and here you go :>

I match you with...

Fyodor Dostoevsky

It is true that he's into a darling who's innocent and pure; but I think he would be interested in being around someone who can predict his actions and read his mind (if that's what you meant by being a Dazai kinnie). He wouldn't like it at first, but he would also take it as a challenge to compete with you, in anything that would come along; and as the contest between you goes on, he starts to grow interested or maybe like you.

If you meant that you're loud and flirty with people by calling yourself a Dazai kinnie; well, he would be pretty much the way he acts toward Nikolai; would keep you company as he continues working. (Lmao this doesn't really affect him)

Fyodor also knows more than one language. He's fluent in Russian, English and Japanese; and he might know other languages too, due to his interactions with people from all over the world. So imagine talking to him in another language in public while others stare at you curiously trying to figure out what you two are saying from the expression on your faces. Believe me, he would enjoy that a lot.

Fyodor's into classical music and instruments, so he would enjoy drinking a cup of warm tea in the evening as the luscious melody of the piano lightens up his mood. He might even teach you how to play the cello, if you're interested and he's in the mood.

Chess competitions. You and him sitting in front of each other as you adore how hot he looks when he's serious, concentrating on the game to beat you at it and fill his ego.

Books are Fyodor's good old friend. His oldest friends, to be exact. So just imagine your head placed on his chest as he reads your favorite book, while teasingly running his fingers around your clothed boobs.

I'm not sure if he would write as well, but he will definitely make some time in his schedule to listen to your writings, telling you which part to work on :>

I'm sorry if this is short, but you didn't put much information about yourself so-

I like your content and the headcanons are just chef's kiss but here me out though....brat tamer nikolai....him just getting the brattiness out of his s/o for acting up all day and probably be scary seeing him angry though

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings: Nikolai X Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut

Format: Short Fic

Warnings: NSFW! Content, Suggestive, Name calling (Slut, Dove, etc), Edging, Nikolai teasing the reader for how much of a brat she was, MDNI

Word Count: 1.3K

A/n: Brat tamer Nikolai? Brat tamer Nikolai.

"Kolya...A-ah!"

The grin on the blonde's face extended As he watched you mewling from the slight touch of his fingers. His right hand had you pinned against the bed while the other one was busy caressing your inner thigh, earning a few whimpers which leaded to you locking your eyes with him, and regretting the little show you put on not long ago.

"What is it, darling?"

He probably knew what you were about to say, and the smug look on his face confirmed that; but he had to hear it from your own mouth. He wanted to hear you say his names, Exactly like how you do it when youre near your climax and the grip of your nails on his back gets tighter. He wanted to hear you begging him to shove that veiny fat cock of his down your entrance, making you gasp at the sudden pain; but greedier for the enormous amount of pleasure coming up. It didn't even have to be his dick; those long, slender fingers of his could suffice or even work better at some point, thrusting in an out of your soaked cunt with an unbelievably fast pace. He could compromise with the slightest hint from you since he was feeling mysteriously generous today; but as the cocky brat you were, your only answer to him was tilting your head to the side and avoid those penetrative golden eyes of his.

How disappointing.

"So we're playing this game now, huh?" He smirked, organizing the following steps in his mind. He had been spoiling you too much with affection and care, and they all leaded you to be a rebellious brat instead of a obedient good girl. Maybe he was being too easy on you; otherwise you wouldn't have thought about flirting with Dostoevsky just to get back at him for not being around so much lately.

Nikolai huffed as he adjusted your face back to the way it was, daring you to look away again. His eyes surveyed every inch of your stunning body, including your core that was surprisingly wetter than usual. It was perfect, You were so perfect; he can't possibly let a manipulative rapacious guy like Fyodor get his hands on this fragile body, can he?

"Look at me when I'm talking to you, slut"

His serious tune was somewhat appalling and innovative, but that wasn't the reason you were irritated. The real cause of your annoyance was how turned on you were by him manhandling you, and how your pussy ached for his touch while your pride was fighting back at him.

He hadn't given you enough attention properly as he was drowned with countless tasks and missions, and when you saw him at the office today, talking about dumb shit with Fyodor instead of coming to his s/o and giving her the care she deserves, it pissed you off; to the point of thinking about a stupid plan like making him jealous by smiling to his coworker a little too much, and making unnecessary movements like bringing him tea and brushing your hands to each other by accident, as you would say; But Nikolai wasn't dumb,

and he was definitely not into sharing either.

Your thoughts were cut off by his immediate grip on your waist, turning you over on his lap in a glance like you were some type of feather, making you pant at his sudden movement.

"Say, dove; do you think I like to be away on missions all the time doing Dos-Kun's dirty work, while he relaxes at his office?" His fingers started tracing around your folds, careful not to contact your swollen bud; just to make you desperate a little more. Your exposed round ass was calling onto him, making him want to decorate it with his handprint. You breathed heavily as you tried not to give into his teasing, but unfortunately, your body didn't seem to play along.

"No... But-" "Shhhh! Save it for later, babe" He smiled at the sight of you bating your breath, and poked the tip of your clit to feel your body tense up against his thighs. "Then, can you give me a proper excuse for your lewd doings earlier?" "I... I did it because of- Huh!" His sudden slap on your ass made you forget whatever you were muttering, and try to get ready for the next spanks expected from how his hand was running around your sensitive area.

"Wrong. There's no proper excuse for whoring around with other men. Specially not when your boyfriend is right in front of you"

Whoring around? That was a bit too much! All you did was giving a few hints to him! It wasn't like you were on his lap, riding him while your boyfriend was watching you! Though it would be a lie to say that you haven't had any fantasies about Fyodor spreading your legs on his desk, making you scream his name while his dick was going in and out of you; and Nikolai seemed to be aware of that.

"You see, I'm not exactly fond of the idea of Dostoevsky using you as his personal cock whore. In fact..." Two of his digits finally got a hold of your clit, slowly rubbing the heated lips that was drowned in your juices; and his head got located next to your left ear, causing you to shiver every time his lips brushed against your ear lobe. "I rather to have you dead than see that rat get a hold of what's mine. You know that dove, right? You know how much I hate others touching my belongings"

At this point, you were willing to get on your knees and beg him to stop teasing you and fuck you real good, but it was too late for that. You knew Nikolai wouldn't stop the show once it's started. It wasn't his style to leave things halfway, So you had to give him what he wanted; and after that, maybe he would be willing to have his way with you.

"Why so shy, Dove? It's not like I haven't seen you like this before. Or perhaps you suddenly went quiet because you're hiding something? Don't tell me that you were fucking with Dos-Kun while I was out working my ass off"

"N-No! No! I would never do that! You know that Kolya, right?"

The last thing you would ever want to see is how possessive he can over his properties.

"Good. Good" Nikolai gently caressed your cheek, planting a small kiss on your temple as his movements became circular around your clit. He could never let you get away from him; you were the only thing he would gladly give up on his freedom for, after all.

"Mhm, Kolya..." Mewling on his lap, you moved rearward to meat his digits halfway through your cunt, trying to feel his touch more. He smirked from the way you were trying to get yourself off using him. Oh how adorable you looked with your cheeks all flushed up and your naked body yearning for him, and only him.

Just maybe, maybe if you promise not to test his limits anymore and be the good girl you should be, he would show you some mercy and satisfy the needs of his slutty little girl.

"lay on your back, baby. Wanna make your mind empty of everyone and everything and fill it up with me. Let me show you what I'm truly capable of . You'll never think about him again, right? You know that no one will treat you as good as I do. You're my Little Dove, after all; how can I decline you when you already look this adorable and needy for me? I haven't even touched you properly and Look at how much your pussy is drooling! Just relax, Bunny; gonna make this night memorable for the both of us"

Damn this is long🚶🏻‍♀️

(@beandaifuku)Tried to write like you do since you're the goddess of writing smut, hope you don't mind-🤧