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always summer #16: foot job | bungou stray dogs |👿🐯 | #kinktober 🔞| ~1300 words

Akutagawa was still lying face down in the bed when Atsushi returned from his early-morning run with Chuuya. He snorted in amusement but didn’t disturb him, rinsing off and emerging from the shower to discover he’d at least changed positions. Atsushi sat on Akutagawa’s side of the bed and poked him with a finger, and Rashomon stabbed through the mattress approximately a handspan to the right of Atsushi’s thigh in a clear threat display.

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“I told you not to drink the moonshine,” Atsushi said, and he could take a guess at what the noise that creaked out of Akutagawa in response meant. “Dazai-san got it from someone off the side of the road, who knows what was actually in it.”

Akutagawa raised his head just slightly. “If there is anything left in that jar, I will pour it down your throat, see how you like it then.”

Atsushi patted his shoulder. “I’ll get you some water.”

“It feels like there is a fully-grown African bull elephant crashing around behind my eyes.”

“And some painkillers.”

When he returned Akutagawa was at least sitting upright, which was a marked improvement, even if he was squinting off into the distance muzzily. Atsushi presented him the water and Akutagawa pressed the bottle to his cheek, eyes closed, before uncapping it and drinking. “Are you going to be alright?” Atsushi asked, returning to his seat on the edge of the mattress, and Akutagawa squinted at the bottle in his hands and groaned.

“The elephants are multiplying.”

“That’s what you get for leaving them alone in there. Ow.” Atsushi laughed when Akutagawa hit him with the now half-full bottle and raised it again threateningly. Atsushi rubbed his arm. “Sorry, sorry. What do you need from me?”

“Silence, preferably.” Akutagawa rubbed the bridge of his nose. “If you can manage that, at least. And…” his mouth crooked, and he pressed his lips together flatly. “No. You will make fun, and I am far from the mood to deal with it.”

Atsushi leaned back on his hand; head cocked. “I won’t laugh,” he promised.

“You will, and I won’t stand for it.” Akutagawa looked away and sighed, as Atsushi said nothing but continued to look at him. “Fine,” Akutagawa muttered. “What remains of my dignity is already in tatters, what difference does it make.” He set the water bottle in his lap and raised both of his hands, palms out, and flexed his hands.

Atsushi stared at him, uncomprehending.

“When you,” Akutagawa was clearly frustrated with having to vocalize this. “When your hands do the thing, and they—”

“Oh!” Atsushi pulled his tee shirt off over his head and at the same time transformed his arms, fur running to his shoulders, hands halfway between paw and palm. “This?” he asked, offering his hands out to Akutagawa, and without hesitation Akutagawa grabbed one of Atsushi’s proffered hands and pressed it against the side of his face, exhaling loudly, eyes closed.

Atsushi stared at him, eyes wide, as Akutagawa gently rubbed his cheek against the inside of Atsushi’s palm. “The texture is so nice,” he mumbled. “The pads are, mm, nice.” His eyes were still closed, and the expression on his face was one of bliss. Atsushi was entranced. “Don’t laugh,” Akutagawa warned; as if Atsushi had even been close to the thought.

“I’m not,” Atsushi murmured, very gently brushing Akutagawa’s hair back with his other hand. He could see the stress melting from him as he performed the action, like weight dripping from his shoulders, and the feeling bubbling in his chest grew warm. “I had no idea you liked these. I’m always so afraid I’ll hurt you…”

Akutagawa opened his eyes slowly. He tilted his head back, pulling Atsushi’s paw down his face, so he was cupping more of his jaw. “Is this…helping?” Atsushi wondered aloud, and Akutagawa hummed an enthusiastic noise, shifting on the bed and knocking the bottle over the edge of the mattress.

“Touch me more,” Akutagawa whispered hoarsely, Rashomon cascading off his shoulders, baring his skin for Atsushi, who shifted on the bed, twisting to meet him. He fell back against the pillows, Atsushi’s paws resting on his chest, and he leaned in close, kissing the warm flush that crept down Akutagawa’s neck to his collarbone. He ran his hands over Akutagawa’s chest, careful with his claws, gently pressed to the skin—until Rashomon darted out, grabbing Atsushi by the wrist and yanking, out of the blue. His hand slid off Akutagawa’s side, claws scoring shallow, red marks into his skin and Akutagawa moaned.

“Again,” he demanded, and Atsushi straddled his thighs, claws curled in toward his palms. He didn’t want to hurt Akutagawa, no matter what he wanted, it didn’t feel right to him. After a moment of listening to Akutagawa’s breaths rattle through his lungs, he unclenched his hands and rested both enormous palms against the skin just under his navel, feeling Akutagawa’s muscles jump.

“Do you want me to…?” he asked, the base of his palm rucking the waistband of the underwear Akutagawa had worn to bed. He was breathing hard too, though he’d barely exerted any effort, watching how Akutagawa was affected was really getting to him, now.

“No,” Akutagawa breathed, and Atsushi cursed everything he could think of at the moment, at least until Akutagawa arched his back and breathed, “use your feet.”

He pulled Akutagawa’s underwear off and he groaned, cock lying sticky against his skin. He was leaking a lot of fluid from the tip, Atsushi’s paws on him were apparently a huge hit. Atsushi breathed hard through his nose, he wanted to lick so, so badly; instead, he shifted his position, supporting his weight back on his hands, and pressed his foot—transformed, like his hands—against Akutagawa’s cock.

The pads that appeared along the bottom of his foot like this were warm, they slid well against the velvety-slick flesh; and without even thinking about it Atsushi shifted his foot so he was stroking with the space between his big toe and the rest. Akutagawa moaned again, shuddering under him as Atsushi pushed Akutagawa’s cock back against his belly, stroking slowly with his foot. Akutagawa pushed both of his palms into his eyes, back arching against the bed.

He was careful, and slow, with this—the claws on his feet were no joke, either, and Akutagawa was trembling all over, hands still pushed into his eyes, mouth open; Atsushi had never seen him look quite like this and it was fascinating. He was going to pieces, sweat shining on his skin, muscles tensing, trying his hardest to last as long as he possibly could; Atsushi slid his hand into his own underwear and began jerking himself off slow, in time with every drag of his foot up Akutagawa’s cock.

Akutagawa let out a choked noise, a sob edged in Atsushi’s name, and came all over his belly. Atsushi exhaled, after a moment he moved, climbing to his knees and hand wrapped fully around his own cock. He tugged his underwear down enough to free him, and jerked himself off over Akutagawa’s heaving chest.

Eventually, Akutagawa dropped his hands from his eyes. They were red-rimmed and watery, and he looked at Atsushi for a moment before his eyes darted away, flush darkening across his face. “Don’t,” he said, gruffly, and Atsushi leaned over him, hand still transformed into a paw. He turned Akutagawa’s face back toward Atsushi, delivering a kiss that Akutagawa melted into.

“Feel any better?” Atsushi asked, finally, and Akutagawa groaned, thumping his head back into the pillow. Then he frowned and considered it.

“Strangely,” he said, slowly, “yes.”

Atsushi grinned triumphantly and flopped down next to him. “Good,” he pronounced and yawned hugely. “That took a lot of out me, gonna pas’ out now,” he mumbled and tucked his face next to Akutagawa’s shoulder. He was out like a light before Akutagawa even had the wherewithal to respond.

Akutagawa sighed and patted Atsushi’s head before closing his eyes. “My weretiger,” he hummed, content; then pushed his other hand against his forehead and groaned softly. This hangover wasn’t going away anytime soon.

RAHHHHHH😭😭😭😭

lp continued....

MY BABY 😭😭

protector

😭😭😭😭yesss

"Would you really pick Akutagawa to live over Dazai–"

I would throw Dazai in a pit full of alligators for Akutagawa to be a little less underweight. I would set him on fire and hold a ritual if it meant Akutagawa got healthier lungs. I would empty a full gun's magazine on him if it meant Akutagawa got to smile happily.

My son has been away for too long, I miss him so much 😭

Its getting chilly ⛄️ gotta keep him warm 🤲🏻

Do you think Atsushi heard the moment that Akutugawa's heart stopped? He was in his weretiger form which drastically enhances his senses.

He not only had to watch Akutugawa die infront of him but he felt it happen.

Atsushi seeing Akutugawa again, it's already off because of the vampire mind control shit. But also because Atsushi is desperately trying to find some sign of life, that Akutugawa's really in there.

In more ways than one.

And than he's alone in the rubble, barely standing but getting up anyway. Because the whole world's gone to shit and he's the only one left.

And than he hears it.

Loud and clear that it cuts through the darkness around him and there's Akutugawa, alive.

HE IS SO PRETTY AAAAAAAHHHHH

I NEEDDD ITTTT

I’m working on a short animation, of sorts, on shin soukoku to the song “scrawny” by the wallows… once it’s done would anybody be interested to see it???

OMG😭😭????!!!

can finally work on the playboy bunny stuff I've been twitching on for a while now.

"Don't mess with the mafia, you little bastard" (rus)

This is my fanon❗ Akutagawa from bsd roleplay. He's almost my OC. You can see a big amount of my arts with him at the end of my page cuz he's hot

Love fanon aku from roleplay and au

Their supremacy

wowwww you’re so scary

You truly never cease to amaze me with your ideas

Keep up the good work

this is the stupidest idea ever

Outfit swap with my two favorites, I don’t have a type why do you ask?

he used to be gods favorite

Canon age accurate university au when????

Something I just remembered is that Atsushi, Dazai, Akutagawa, and Chuuya are literally college aged. Atsushi is the same age as a college freshman and skk are the same age as college seniors (in the US, the ages for that might be diff in other countries)

And I’ve said that about Atsushi before but like, goddamn

reblog to call him good boy

Hey!! I hope you are well and don't forget to drink lots of water!

I love your articles and have read almost all of them! But I especially admired your bsd articles!! I was wondering if you could make Dazai's younger brother x Top Akutagawa smut. Headcanon or one shot, whatever you feel comfortable with!

English is not my native language, I hope there is nothing wrong. If there is anything wrong, please ignore it. Thanks in advance and have a nice day! ❤️

Akutagawa x dazai younger brother male reader head cannons ~

He loves to use his ability to bind you up during sex and despite his cold demeanor he is shockingly gentle with you when you to do have sex.

He’s into marking where you can’t see it, he likes knowing your body is marked by him in some way and he loves it even more knowing nobody else but him gets to see the marks littering your skin.

He has past issues wit abandonment and jealously so he has attachment issues and gets really possesive over you despite knowing your faithful to him so hate sex is inevitable with him.

He loves to pin you under him during sex with your legs over his shoulders pressing his face into your neck, despite how cold he is he loves it so much to hear you praising him and telling him he’s good since he doesn’t hear it a lot.

He is rough but over all a pleasure dom he loves knowing he brings you a lot of pleasure and often times makes sure to make you cum at least twice during sex.

He loves the mating press loving to feel you around him and reach down to stroke your cock as he fucks you, also loving the look on your face and the way your lips quiver when you cum.

Akutagawa also loves when your nails dig into him since he’s slightly into s&m but he’s never say it allowed being far too embarrassed to admit it to you but if you stopped doing it then he’d mention it to you slightly that he enjoyed it.