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Bungo Stray Dogs_Masterlist
Armed Detective Agency Port Mafia Decay of the Angel Hunting Dogs
Rules for requesting
Armed Detective Agency_Masterlist
Main BSD Masterlist Rules for requesting
Atsushi Nakajima (male, 18y.o, May 5th, 170cm, 55kg, blood: AB)
relations romantic: “Is it you, or your lover?“ (gn) platonic: none
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Doppo Kunikida (male, 22y.o, August 30th, 189cm, 78kg, blood: A)
relations romantic: “Is it you, or your lover?“ (gn) platonic: none
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Jun'ichiro Tanizaki (male, 18y.o, July 24th, 174cm, 59kg, blood: A)
relations romantic: “Is it you, or your lover?“ (gn) platonic: none
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Kenji Miyazawa (male, 15y.o, August 27th, 158cm, 53kg, blood: 0)
relations platonic: none
Kyoka Izumi (female, 14y.o, November 4th, 148cm, 40kg, blood: B)
relations platonic: none
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Osamu Dazai (male, 22y.o, June 19th, 181cm, 67kg, blood: AB)
relations romantic: “Is it you, or your lover?“ (gn) platonic: none
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Ranpo Edogawa (male, 26y.o, October 21st, 168cm, 57kg, blood: 0)
relations romantic: “Is it you, or your lover?“ (gn) platonic: none
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Yukichi Fukuzawa (male, 45y.o, January 10th, 186cm, 71kg, blood: B)
relations romantic: “Is it you, or your lover?“ (gn) platonic: none
Port Mafia_Masterlist
Main BSD Masterlist Rules for requesting
Chuuya Nakahara (male, 22y.o, April 29th, 160cm, 60kg, blood: B)
relations romantic: none platonic: HC: reader who is similar to him (gn)
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Ogai Mori (male, 40y.o, February 17th, 175cm, 60kg, blood: 0)
relations romantic: none platonic: none
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Ryunosuke Akutagawa (male, 20y.o, March 1rst, 172cm, 50kg, blood: A)
relations romantic: none platonic: HC: reader who is similar to him (gn)
Decay of the Angel_Masterlist
Main BSD Masterlist Rules for requesting
Fyodor Dostoevsky (male, ??y.o, November 11th, ??cm, ??kg, blood:??)
relations romantic: none platonic: none
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Nikolai Gogol (male, 26y.o, April 1rst, 184cm, 68kg, blood: B)
relations romantic: none platonic: none
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Sigma (male, ??y.o, ??, 177cm, 62kg, blood: ??)
Hunting Dogs_Masterlist
Main BSD Masterlist Rules for requesting
Saigiku Jouno (male, ??y.o, September 24th, ??cm, ??kg, blood: ??)
relations romantic: none platonic: none
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Tetchou Suehiro (male, ??y.o, March 15th, ??cm, ??kg, blood: ??)
Is it you, or your lover?
An arrangement of questions focusing on your relationship, asking which one of you has the particular habit.
Characters: Atsushi Nakajima, Doppo Kunikida, Jun‘ichiro Tanizaki, Osamu Dazai, Ranpo Edogawa, Yukichi Fukuzawa
No pronouns, gendered terms or description of body used for reader.
Bungou Stray Dogs_Masterlist
Atsushi Nakajima
Who is the cuddliest? -> You are. Atsushi is not used to physical affection, and is hesitant to initiate it. When ARE you supposed to initiate? How do you know the other person is fine with it? It‘s a mystery to him. You bet he will get flustered when you snuggle up to him, soon melting into your touch. He loves it, so please don‘t stop.
Who makes the bed? -> He does. After living on the street for weeks, he really appreciates everything he has. From the roof over his head, to the clean socks on his feet. So naturally he takes good care of them, which includes making the bed every morning.
Who wakes up first? -> He does. Even if you‘re an early riser or need to be somewhere early in the morning, Atsushi tends to be awake before you. You often wake up to the smell of food, and the sight of your boyfriend in an apron, wishing you a good morning with a tired, yet sweet, smile.
Who has the weirdest taste in music? -> He does. Atsushi doesn‘t typically listen to music much, but when he does he picks some random songs he discovered through the radio. It‘s a mix of the newest hits and the oldest songs known to man, simply because those are the only ones he knows.
Who is more protective? -> You are. Atsushi is more confused or concerned than protective, unless it‘s obvious danger. In the heat of battle, he makes sure there is not a scratch on you. Otherwise, he is very chill. It is you who steps up more and sends a glare to people, or objects for that matter, that might harm or inconvenience him.
Who sings more in the shower? -> You do. His showers are as quiet as can be. It‘s his time to wash away the tension in his muscles that had built up over the day. His showers take up to 10 minutes at most, too. Atsushi loves listening to your little shower concerts, though. Every sign of you enjoying yourself is a reason for him to smile.
Who cries more during movies? -> He does. Atsushi gets emotionally invested in characters quickly. Wether it‘s sad, happy, or scary, he feels with the characters. Especially to those mistreated by others, or those who remind him of the people close to him.
Who spends the most while out shopping? -> You do. Money is very valuable in this economy. Thus, Atsushi doesn‘t spend much on things that aren‘t the essentials. He spends the least money on clothes, and the most money on food. When he accompanies you when you go shopping, he might tear up at the bill. It‘s you paying, but it still hurts to see. So long as you budget well, he is not concerned in the end.
Who kisses more roughly? -> You do. He‘s never been in a relationship before and had yet to experience his first kiss before you two got together. You lead the kisses, and he is happy to follow, mirroring your movements to the best of his ability, careful not to hurt you.
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Doppo Kunikida
Who is the cuddliest? -> You are. Doppo isn‘t big on physical affection. While he appreciates recieving it, he himself prefers showing his love through acts of service. He tends to leave a few minutes of room in his schedule, in case you feel like cuddling.
Who makes the bed? -> He does. Doppo is a very organized and clean man. Making the bed is a part of his daily routine, and he will NOT skip it. He does expect you to help though. You slept in that bed too, so it is only right for you to take care of your side.
Who wakes up first? -> He does. He is an early-riser through and through. By the time you wake up, he most likely already got himself ready. You better get up early if you want to see his hair loose and disheveled. Doppo would gladly wake you up when he does if you ask him to, so long as you don‘t tell him the real reason.
Who has the weirdest taste in music? -> He does. Weird based on modern standards, that is. Despite being only 22 years old, Doppo appreciates the old classics. Some of which you don‘t even recognize. Sometimes you catch him listen to unidentifiable sounds…The amount of times Osamu has tricked him into listening to “this amazing, economy critical song“ is hilarious. Doppo doesn‘t seem to learn.
Who is more protective? -> He is. Doppo keeps an eye on you whenever he can. Keeping you safe is one of his jobs as your lover. And that counts twice with the kinds of people he has to keep up with on a daily basis. Everyday he does his best to protect you from their influence.
Who sings more in the shower? -> You do. As much as it saddens me to say this, but he doesn‘t sing. Much less in the shower. He only does the stuff he got into the shower for, gets out and is done with it. You can sing if you want, but don‘t let it distract you.
Who cries more during movies? -> You do. It takes a lot for him to cry over fiction, it would have to hit very close to heart for him to tear up. He‘s not one to judge others for crying at a movie, though.
Who spends the most while out shopping? -> You do. Doppo is an experienced coupon-guy. He always makes sure he finds the stuff he needs at the lowest price without the quality being effected. And he also only buys the items on his list, nothing else. There is a strict budget he set, and he will not go over it even slightly.
Who kisses more roughly? -> He does. Sometimes Doppo doesn‘t even notice it when you two kiss. The feeling of your lips numbs that certain part of his brain, and causes him to act more according to his feelings and desires, and less logically and calculated. That can result in him getting a little rough with his kisses. It‘s not a bad thing, though. His kisses are amazing.
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Jun’ichiro Tanizaki
Who is the cuddliest? -> You are. Jun’ichiro is very low-key when showing his affection, and prefers to do it with words of affirmations or small, thoughtful gestures. He's more used to being clung to than the other way around.
Who makes the bed? -> He does. The last one to leave the bed makes the bed. You two use that as motivation to get up, and he ends up doing it the most. He is very groggy and grumpy in the morning. As responsible as he is, the first half hour of being awake is filled with grumbling and "I don’t wanna"s.
Who wakes up first? -> You do. Wether you actually have to get up early or not, his alarm for work wakes you. And more effectively than it does Jun'ichiro. So even if it’s not by a lot, you are the first with your eyes open.
Who has the weirdest taste in music? -> You do. Jun’ichiro has real good music taste by modern standards. He already made you a ton of playlists for different occasions and moods. You rarely don’t listen to one of those playlists anymore.
Who is more protective? -> He is. You and Naomi are his entire world. The smallest insult towards you has his eyebrow twitching. He's going berserk if you’re being harassed or threatened in any way. And you know he'll keep you safe. Always.
Who sings more in the shower? -> He does. And it’s really cute. It’s more a mumbling and humming, you wouldn’t be able to understand a word even if you listened closely. He just likes to fill the void with a little melody.
Who cries more during movies? -> You do. Jun’ichiro isn’t emotional enough to cry over fiction easily. He's more focused on the story and the world- and character building, anyway. Sometimes it needs a little heartbreak to tell a good story. That doesn’t mean he isn’t a little sad, because he is.
Who spends the most while out shopping? -> He does. Jun’ichiro himself doesn’t need much material possessions to be happy, but he sure loves spoiling you. Be it little trinkets, something that made him think of you, snacks he knows you like,… Imagining your face lighting up with joy is motivation enough to get any of those for you. It can be any and every day too, getting you a little gift doesn’t have to be connected to a special day.
Who kisses more roughly? -> You do. He is the opposite of rough. Sometimes he even asks you to calm down a little. Poor guy is overwhelmed and needs a breather. If you give him a little time to prepare, he will gladly indulge your wilder side.
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Osamu Dazai
Who is the cuddliest? -> He is. Osamu has been deprived for so long, he says he has the right to sprawl over you whenever he wants. While it seems like his usual shenanigans, in actuality he wants to savor every touch, feel your warmth as often and as long as he possibly can. You are the holder of his heart, he loves you. A day without having his arms around you for even just a second is a tragic one indeed.
Who makes the bed? -> You do. He doesn‘t see the point of making the bed. Your shared bedroom isn‘t some kind of hotel that must look tidy for the next people. It is your space, and he personally doesn‘t mind it looking a little messy. The two of you push and pull the pillows and blanket to your liking in the evening anyway.
Who wakes up first? -> He does. Osamu typically doesn‘t sleep much. Lounge around and take a nap or two, yes, but he does that at the office. Gazing at your sleeping face in the morning is his caffeine for the day, and he can‘t get that when you‘re first to wake up, right? Also, waking you up comes with a bunch of fun possibilities. Most of which are only fun for him, not you.
Who has the weirdest taste in music? -> He does. Most people would think it‘s weird, anyway. His favorites are about the feeling of depression, being overwhelmed, burnt out, mourning. Sometimes it‘s nice to have your feelings put into words for you. Among those are a few fun ones sprinkled in. Some old classics too. If you scroll through his playlist, you might see something like this: Numb Little Bug(Em Beihold), Body(MotherMother), CPR x Misery(Remix), Memories(Maroon 5)-
Who is more protective? -> He is. Wether it‘s a real danger or something minor, like a bypass insult, he‘s got you. Just don‘t worry, he‘s going to take care of this. You will never see him angry during those situations. The last thing he wants is for you to worry, so he masks any worry with his usual goofy and sassy behavior. That is a rare accurance either way, Osamu makes sure you don‘t even get in that type of situation in the first place.
Who sings more in the shower? -> He does. Shower time is a time to relax, and a time to relax is a time to sing. Simple as that. He sings loud enough to hear himself properly over the rushing water, which is decently loud. You can hear this first-class concert from nearly everwhere within your home.
Who cries more during movies? -> You do. Osamu has seen things far worse than whatever is playing on the TV. So unless it‘s something that triggers real heart shattering memories, he is not going to cry. And even then, it‘s a single tear. You won‘t be able to notice. When it‘s you tearing up, he is quick to pull you against him and stroke your head. He shushes you gently as he comforts you like someone would a baby. It is all for fun, of course. And he wouldn‘t feel hurt if you started hitting him for being an ass. In fact, he‘d chuckle.
Who spends the most while out shopping? -> You do. Osamu is not above letting you spend your money on things he was supposed to pay for. Oops- It seems like he lost his wallet while drifting across the river, again. He does have some errands to run though! You wouldn‘t mind paying, right? He promises to repay you one way or another!
Who kisses more roughly? -> He does. The roughness comes with the playfulness he loves to kiss you with. Doesn‘t mean he doesn‘t love the way you seem to shiver when he gets a little more rough with his kissing. Because, oh boy, does he love it. Besides being playful, he also likes being flirty and pull all those cute reactions out of you. If you try to do the same to him, then the fight is on. He might let you win, but only because he loves you so much.
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Ranpo Edogawa
Who is the cuddliest? -> He is. Ranpo is a clingy little gremlin. Munching on snacks while cuddled up to you in your lap is his favorite way to pass the time, for sure. You‘re so warm and soft and have just the right size for him. It‘s wise to plan ahead, since he will not let you go any time soon. Ranpo would get real whiny and pouty if you even try. Don‘t worry though! He‘s going to share his snacks with you if you ask nicely.
Who makes the bed? -> You do. He couldn‘t care less if the bed is made or not. You‘re very happy it‘s free of crumbs and wrappers at least.
Who wakes up first? -> You do. Cuddling makes him all drowsy, and of course cuddling you is what he does when sleeping with you. From when you fall asleep to when you wake up, he has his arms wrapped around your torso and his head either on your chest or in the crook of your neck. It would take a lot of willpower to get himself to leave the comfort you provide him so early in the day. Luckily, he isn‘t heavy, so it’s fairly easy for you to get out of bed once you manage to sit up.
Who has the weirdest taste in music? -> He does. Ranpo listens to everything that gives him a happy feel. From Baby Shark to Starship, so long as it‘s got a good vibe, it‘s in his playlist.
Who is more protective? -> You are. He simply knows too much, there is no need to be protective. He is really chill. It‘s you who tends to act like a bodyguard, you have to, because Ranpo keeps getting into risky situations. He himself deducts he‘s safe, but you don‘t know that. He sure isn‘t safe from your fist after every risky endeavor you save him from.
Who sings more in the shower? -> You do. Bold of you to assume he showers. It‘s baths all the way. With bubbles and rubber ducks. Ranpo begs you to either join him or at least talk to him through the open bathroom door, otherwise he gets bored before he even washes himself. He is also the type to make fun of those who sing under the shower, so watch out.
Who cries more during movies? -> You do. Ranpo has figured out the plot in mere minutes, nothing can surprise him and nothing can shake him up enough to make him cry. And while he isn‘t mean about people crying at fiction, he doesn‘t really understand it either. You do realize this isn‘t real, right? Of course you do, but still! Watching movies with him is a real mood-killer. I suggest Comedies.
Who spends more while out shopping? -> He does. The amount of snacks he consumes daily ought to bring a heavy bill. Sometimes you wonder how he can even afford it. It really is a good thing he is so good at his job, and thus have a steady income to support his little addiction.
Who kisses more roughly? -> You do. Ranpo is nothing but soft with you. Even when he gets playful, his kisses stay soft, smooching you all over your face until he gets his fill. When you go more rough on him, he turns into a puddle, face bright red from the feeling. Nothing beats the taste of your lips, and it shows.
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Yukichi Fukuzawa
Who is the cuddliest? -> You are. Physical affection is not his choice of love language. So long as you are within the comfort of your home, he doesn‘t have any problems, even if you get real clingy. Yukichi thinks you‘re really cute like this, but he doesn‘t want others to see.
Who makes the bed? -> He does. You two have found a good way to split daily tasks equally. While you make breakfast, he makes the bed. There is no complaining. And if you‘d like to switch it up, he‘ll gladly do so. It doesn‘t matter to him, if you aren‘t good at making a bed. Yukichi just hopes the food he makes is to your liking.
Who wakes up first? -> He does. Yukichi wakes up real early to get some morning practice in, as he doesn‘t have the time to do so at any other point of the day. He is way too busy with paperwork for that. Every morning he makes sure not to wake you while he gets out of bed and out to your backyard. After he‘s done and took a quick shower, he comes back and gently wakes you.
Who has the weirdest taste in music? -> He does. He is into traditional music, which might be considered weird by most. His knowledge of more modern music is very limited, as he doesn‘t normally consider looking them up. You are free to introduce him to your favorites, though. Music can be a way to express someones thoughts and feelings, thus it can tell a lot about you. And what kind of lover would he be to disregard you expressing something as valuable as that?
Who is more protective? -> He is. Yukichi wants you to be safe, always. He‘s taught you many ways to protect yourself when he‘s not there to do it for you. And when you two are together, you can consider him as your scary dog privilege. Because even though he doesn‘t look scary at a glance, he is very tall and muscular, and can send a nasty death glare if he wanted to. There is no way someone would dare to try anything while he is around. And if there was, he is quick to pull you behind him and deal with the situation swiftly. The sooner this is over, the sooner you are safe.
Who sings more in the shower? -> You do. You will never catch this man sing. Not ever. He‘s simply too embarrassed to do so. Humming is another story, but that is reserved for quiet times on your porch while looking at the stars. Yukichi likes listening to you sing under the shower, it‘s very sweet to him, how you are comfortable to risk him hear the echo of your voice.
Who cries more during movies? -> You do. Yukichi does get emotionally invested in characters, he simply doesn‘t cry. It takes a lot to get him there. When he notices you tearing up, he places a hand on your knee and draws little patterns on it.
Who spends more while out shopping? -> He does. Yukichi has everything he could ever want, so besides essentials, he rarely buys anything that peeks his interest. The occasional gift doesn‘t leave a huge dent on his wallet, but the moment he is set on spoiling you during a shopping trip, he will not hesitate. He could wait for hours on end for you to pick up and try on clothes, fill the shopping cart with snacks, toys, crafting materials,…anything you like. He knows it‘s not a waste of money when it‘s spent on you.
Who kisses more roughly? -> You do. Yukichi prefers going for your preferences when kissing, so he let‘s you take the lead unless you ask for him to do it. His touch is so soft, you‘d think he‘s scared to break you if he isn‘t careful. You‘re his little angel, and he will make sure you feel it.
“Hello, is it ok for some headcanons for Chuuya and Akutagawa with a teen reader who acts similar to them? If that’s ok“ @mothoka
Characters: Chuuya Nakahara, Ryunosuke Akutagawa
No pronouns, gendered terms or description of body used for reader.
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Chuuya Nakahara
“What a brat.”, he thinks. It doesn’t even occur to him that you are not unlike him. Whenever someone points it out he outright declines. There is just no way.
Only in those moments you prove to be just amazing at whatever you do, he accepts being compared to you.
That being said, there are times you two get along splendidly, and others you cannot stand each other.
Ryunosuke Akutagawa
Ryunosuke is a bit more selfaware than Chuuya in this regard. He acknowledges the silmilarity between the two of you.
Depending on where you stand; if you’re just a normal citizen, a Port Mafia member, an Armed Detective Agency member - he will treat you differently.
For normal citizen: Acknowledges you, then moves on
Port Mafia member: Eventually decides to kinda take you under his wing
Armed Detective Agency member: A worthy opponent
Bungou Stray Dogs characters I'll write for
ADA: ‣ Yukichi Fukuzawa (PLATONIC) | ‣ Akiko Yosano | ‣ Atsushi Nakajima | ‣ Doppo Kunikida | ‣ Kyoka Izumi (PLATONIC) | ‣ Osamu Dazai | ‣ Rampo Edogawa | ‣ Kirako Haruno
PORT MAFIA: ‣ Ogai Mori (PLATONIC) | ‣ Ace | ‣ Cuya Nakahara | ‣ Koyo Ozak | i ‣ Rando | ‣ Ryunosuke Akutagawa | ‣ Gin Aktugawa | ‣ Michizo Tachihara | ‣ Elise (PLATONIC) | ‣ Kyusaku Yumeno | ‣ Sakunosuke Oda
THE GUILD: ‣ F. Scot Fitzgerald | ‣ Edgar Allan Poe | ‣ Lucy M. Montgomery | ‣ Louisa May Alcott | ‣ Margret Mitchel | ‣ Mark Twain | ‣ John Steinbeck | ‣ Nathaniel Hawthorn | ‣ H. P. Lovecraft
DECAY OF THE ANGEL: ‣ Fyodor Dostoevsky | ‣ Sigma | ‣ Nikolai Gogol
HUNTING DOGS: ‣ Teruko Okura | ‣ Michizo Tachihara | ‣ Tetcho Suehiro
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That was unexpected | Play fighting headcannons with BSD characters x Gn reader
Characters: Osamu Dazai, Chuuya Nakahara
Summary: When play fighting with them becomes something more
Warnings: Slightly suggestive, established relationships
Taglist: @nightshade-clown
A/N: Thanks to @seisitive and one of her anons for this idea!! Here is the post!
DAZAI OSAMU
🍀⁀➷ You were laying on the couch when Dazai came into the room, slouching himself on the edge looking at you
🍀⁀➷ You were looking through your phone, doing whatever you were doing, and Dazai just started poking your face
🍀⁀➷ You started poking his back, putting down your phone, but it escalated insanely fast
🍀⁀➷ Dazai started softly patting your cheeks and head, imitating slapping but not hard enough to hurt you
🍀⁀➷ You started punching back, with light punches, but he pulled you on top of him
🍀⁀➷ You straddled his waist with your legs as you gently punched him
🍀⁀➷ He laughed, as your soft punches tickled him, and he was reciprocating your soft hits
🍀⁀➷ You smirked as your hits got a bit rougher, knowing he could take the punches
🍀⁀➷ Dazai seemingly noticed this change, but only smirked in response as he gripped your waist
🍀⁀➷ You blushed slightly and paused your movement, that was a big mistake
🍀⁀➷ In an instant Dazai had you under him and pinned your hands above your hand, holding your wrists
🍀⁀➷ You blushed, your eyes widening in surprise and being flustered. Dazai of course was smiling
🍀⁀➷ Dazai slowly started kissing your cheeks, not letting his grip on your hands loosen. Your blush deepened
🍀⁀➷ You desperately looked at his lips, awaiting more than just teasing, fleeting kisses on your cheek
🍀⁀➷ Of course, he noticed and started to lightly kiss your lips, teasing you slightly
🍀⁀➷ Not a second later did his kisses get deeper than they were before, becoming even more heated
🍀⁀➷ You started kissing back, your little kissing turning into a heated make out session
🍀⁀➷ It was a push and pull between the two of you, but the movement wasn't enough for Dazai to release you from his grip
🍀⁀➷ After a moment the two of you were making out, you tried flailing out of his grip, accidentally kicking him in the stomach
🍀⁀➷ He just collapsed on top of you dramatically, pretending to have died
🍀⁀➷ You just cuddled him on the floor as he recovered from your kick, apologizing profusely
CHUUYA NAKAHARA
🍀⁀➷ You were laying on the floor already, boredom gripping your brain. Chuuya was walking around, trying to find you, but accidentally tripped over you
🍀⁀➷ He smirks slightly and softly kicking your side, trying to tickle you and pulling a laugh out of your lips
🍀⁀➷ You, in response to this unneeded attack, started to hit and lightly punch his leg trying to get him to stop
🍀⁀➷ You sat up to face him and Chuuya bent down to get on your level, lightly booping your nose
🍀⁀➷ You jokingly scowled at his action, bonking his head a few times in response
🍀⁀➷ You jumped at him, trying to get Chuuya underneath you, but you failed. Your back faced the floor as Chuuya pinned you by your wrist
🍀⁀➷ You immediately blushed seeing how smug Chuuya smiled down at the state you were in because of him
🍀⁀➷ One of his hands slid from your wrist to intertwine with one of yours, which you returned happily
🍀⁀➷ Chuuya lightly kissed your forehead, trailing down to your nose at an agonizingly slow pace
🍀⁀➷ He hovered over your lips, enough room for him to see you quickly dart your gaze from his lips in a pattern
🍀⁀➷ Chuuya brought his other hand to grip your chin to keep your needy gaze on his eyes
🍀⁀➷ He slowly brought his lips to hover over yours, basking in how needy you were for his kiss
🍀⁀➷ He gave in pretty quickly however, the want of your lips growing quicker in his heart
🍀⁀➷ As slow as the kiss may have started, they slowly got quicker from both of you
🍀⁀➷ Each one becoming more sloppy has he gripped your cheek, his other hand still holding yours down
🍀⁀➷ Both of your lips danced with each other for a good while, leaving you a flustered mess
🍀⁀➷ Chuuya held you tightly as a slow and melodic body rhythm was being set as you tried to get your hand out of his grasp
🍀⁀➷ You managed to get one hand out of his grip, holding his cheek deepening the kissing session
🍀⁀➷ You were squirming too much, however, trying to get your revenge on Chuuya and accidentally bonked his head a little too hard
🍀⁀➷ You held your head in pain and Chuuya dramatically fell to the floor, reaching his hand to find yours
🍀⁀➷ You both laid on the floor in pain, but you were both laughing your asses off, not letting go of each other's hands
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Hi I saw your recent post and I was wondering if i could req a teccho x male reader who just sleeps everywhere, not even on purpose but they just fall asleep easily (and in very weird places like tables, upside down, standing up ykyk)
Maybe js something fluffy !!!
Sleepy Babes | Teccho Suehiro x Male reader
Characters: Teccho Suehiro
Summary: You could sleep just about anywhere, and Teccho finds it quite strange
Warnings: Just pure fluff
🍀⁀➷ When Teccho first met you, you were sleeping on top of the desk with your back on the table and your feet and head hanging off the edges
🍀⁀➷ He walked up to you and poked your cheek making sure you were okay. You immediately woke up and stood up on the desk
🍀⁀➷ He stepped back and held out his hands slightly just to make sure he caught you if you happened to fall
🍀⁀➷ From that point on Teccho would follow you around just in case you happened to fall asleep somewhere that wasn't safe
🍀⁀➷ You would often refer to yourself as a sleepy boy and Teccho just adopted that as a pet name for you
🍀⁀➷ The first time he saw you sleeping standing up it concerned him, heavily
🍀⁀➷ He just picked you up bridal style and carried you to your home and put you to bed. He stayed to make sure you were safe and made you a snack for when you woke up
🍀⁀➷ You once fell asleep in front of him in a cabinet, and it took him and other person to pull you out
“Huh, you sure like to sleep anywhere, sleepy boy?”
“It's not my fault! I'm just…exhausted all the time.”
🍀⁀➷ Will make sure you have a good sleeping schedule, so you're not as tired all the time
🍀⁀➷ Has tripped over your sleeping body before when you fell asleep on the floor, and surprisingly you didn't wake up when he did
🍀⁀➷ Does panic a lot when he finds you sleeping in odd places, but only because he doesn't want you to get hurt by the others around you
🍀⁀➷ If you both are working, and you end up falling asleep, Teccho picks you up and lays you on his lap, so you can nap
🍀⁀➷ Will glare at others if they're loud and disturbing your napping session
🍀⁀➷ Teccho also pats your head to soothe you if you appear to be having a nightmare
🍀⁀➷ Kisses your head or cheek when you sleep because of how cute you look
🍀⁀➷ Sort of looks forward to you falling asleep because it means that you lay on his lap, and he gets a moment of peace with you
🍀⁀➷ It's rare this happens, but Teccho will nap with you on the couch that has become yours at work
🍀⁀➷ Doesn't mind napping with you or cuddling you while you sleep, as long as you're sleeping and you're safe
🍀⁀➷ You end up not feeling sleepy as much, but when you do, you will sleep on the table sometimes when Teccho isn't around
🍀⁀➷ He does get worried about you when he isn't around or when he's busy doing other things because he doesn't want people to trip over you or hurt you when you're asleep
🍀⁀➷ Teccho just wants you to get a restful sleep safely and he is with you to make sure your slumber isn't interupted
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That was unexpected | Play fighting headcannons with BSD characters x Gn reader
Characters: Osamu Dazai, Chuuya Nakahara
Summary: When play fighting with them becomes something more
Warnings: Slightly suggestive, established relationships
Taglist: @nightshade-clown
A/N: Thanks to @seisitive and one of her anons for this idea!! Here is the post!
DAZAI OSAMU
🍀⁀➷ You were laying on the couch when Dazai came into the room, slouching himself on the edge looking at you
🍀⁀➷ You were looking through your phone, doing whatever you were doing, and Dazai just started poking your face
🍀⁀➷ You started poking his back, putting down your phone, but it escalated insanely fast
🍀⁀➷ Dazai started softly patting your cheeks and head, imitating slapping but not hard enough to hurt you
🍀⁀➷ You started punching back, with light punches, but he pulled you on top of him
🍀⁀➷ You straddled his waist with your legs as you gently punched him
🍀⁀➷ He laughed, as your soft punches tickled him, and he was reciprocating your soft hits
🍀⁀➷ You smirked as your hits got a bit rougher, knowing he could take the punches
🍀⁀➷ Dazai seemingly noticed this change, but only smirked in response as he gripped your waist
🍀⁀➷ You blushed slightly and paused your movement, that was a big mistake
🍀⁀➷ In an instant Dazai had you under him and pinned your hands above your hand, holding your wrists
🍀⁀➷ You blushed, your eyes widening in surprise and being flustered. Dazai of course was smiling
🍀⁀➷ Dazai slowly started kissing your cheeks, not letting his grip on your hands loosen. Your blush deepened
🍀⁀➷ You desperately looked at his lips, awaiting more than just teasing, fleeting kisses on your cheek
🍀⁀➷ Of course, he noticed and started to lightly kiss your lips, teasing you slightly
🍀⁀➷ Not a second later did his kisses get deeper than they were before, becoming even more heated
🍀⁀➷ You started kissing back, your little kissing turning into a heated make out session
🍀⁀➷ It was a push and pull between the two of you, but the movement wasn't enough for Dazai to release you from his grip
🍀⁀➷ After a moment the two of you were making out, you tried flailing out of his grip, accidentally kicking him in the stomach
🍀⁀➷ He just collapsed on top of you dramatically, pretending to have died
🍀⁀➷ You just cuddled him on the floor as he recovered from your kick, apologizing profusely
CHUUYA NAKAHARA
🍀⁀➷ You were laying on the floor already, boredom gripping your brain. Chuuya was walking around, trying to find you, but accidentally tripped over you
🍀⁀➷ He smirks slightly and softly kicking your side, trying to tickle you and pulling a laugh out of your lips
🍀⁀➷ You, in response to this unneeded attack, started to hit and lightly punch his leg trying to get him to stop
🍀⁀➷ You sat up to face him and Chuuya bent down to get on your level, lightly booping your nose
🍀⁀➷ You jokingly scowled at his action, bonking his head a few times in response
🍀⁀➷ You jumped at him, trying to get Chuuya underneath you, but you failed. Your back faced the floor as Chuuya pinned you by your wrist
🍀⁀➷ You immediately blushed seeing how smug Chuuya smiled down at the state you were in because of him
🍀⁀➷ One of his hands slid from your wrist to intertwine with one of yours, which you returned happily
🍀⁀➷ Chuuya lightly kissed your forehead, trailing down to your nose at an agonizingly slow pace
🍀⁀➷ He hovered over your lips, enough room for him to see you quickly dart your gaze from his lips in a pattern
🍀⁀➷ Chuuya brought his other hand to grip your chin to keep your needy gaze on his eyes
🍀⁀➷ He slowly brought his lips to hover over yours, basking in how needy you were for his kiss
🍀⁀➷ He gave in pretty quickly however, the want of your lips growing quicker in his heart
🍀⁀➷ As slow as the kiss may have started, they slowly got quicker from both of you
🍀⁀➷ Each one becoming more sloppy has he gripped your cheek, his other hand still holding yours down
🍀⁀➷ Both of your lips danced with each other for a good while, leaving you a flustered mess
🍀⁀➷ Chuuya held you tightly as a slow and melodic body rhythm was being set as you tried to get your hand out of his grasp
🍀⁀➷ You managed to get one hand out of his grip, holding his cheek deepening the kissing session
🍀⁀➷ You were squirming too much, however, trying to get your revenge on Chuuya and accidentally bonked his head a little too hard
🍀⁀➷ You held your head in pain and Chuuya dramatically fell to the floor, reaching his hand to find yours
🍀⁀➷ You both laid on the floor in pain, but you were both laughing your asses off, not letting go of each other's hands
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mwah what up dawg can i requests dazai with a s/o whos very immature like laughs at the wrong time, whos laughs at inapporiate jokes and pranks kunikida. :33
YAHOOO hello hi hey anon!! TY for the request ehhehe MUA also dazai is so silly i wanna put him in a microwave *having a near death stroke*
✦ Dazai with an immature S/O ✦
♫ Walking On A Dream - Empire Of The Sun
✧ warnings : gn reader・ bad writing・slight hint at suggestive jokes・dazai being dazai (what else is new)・crack?・fluff??? (what the fuck is this help…)
✧ summary : some headcanons (my brain is fried) + you and zaza Dazai are a tad bit silly together at the agency instead of workin
w/c : 1K-ish
Youuuu two are pretty much the cause of Kunikida's daily headaches…
…though it's not just Kunikida losing his mind at this point, with both you and Dazai matching each other's energy, the whole agency is praying for peace every day.
Dazai feels prideful when he gets to get a little laugh out of you, it's easy for you to laugh at things and he finds it adorable
Your laughs and giggles feed his ego TRUST
His favorite moments are when you both seem to read each other's mind, later going back and forth between your ideas of how to annoy Kunikida
Both end up getting scolded and lectured by him, and in a worst-case scenario, he forces the two of you to sit as far apart from each other as possible while dumping piles of paper on your desks.
Your laughs also make him burst out laughing as well no matter how unfunny or serious the situation can be
With his way of wording things and your humor combined, it’s impossible for you to not snicker when he says the most normal things
“Dazai can you over real quick—” “I’m coming!” “…….that’s what she said LMFAOOOO”
A hundred percent made you laugh so much once that your stomach AND jaw were hurting
Dazai is silly, so it’s only fair he gets an ALSO silly s/o
…Today was unexpectedly boring. No special cases, no special encounters with the infamous port mafia… no special anything. Just paperwork. The only way to entertain yourself—and slack off from dealing with the paperwork and reporting on earlier cases—was to cause a little bit of chaos. The awkward silence throughout the agency’s office was killing you anyways…
You took a quick glance at Dazai who was sitting across the room and laying his chin on his desk, half asleep and bored out of his mind. He was quick to notice you looking at him and returned your gaze with his shit eating grin. The one that meant ‘nothing but trouble™’.
Your lips parted slightly to mouth the words ‘I’m bored’ to him, but Dazai was already spinning around in his office chair and wheeling his way closer to Kunikida’s desk.
“Heeeeey Kunikida~ So, you see, me and y/n are a teensy bit bored and I was wo-”
“Get the hell back to work, Dazai.”
The blond grumbled in frustration, not even raising his head from the monitor screen in front of him. His hands typed into the computer with speed, making a continuous clicking sound. Kunikida then paused, fixed his glasses and turned his head to you.
“…You too, y/n.”
He added, speaking in a much less annoyed tone than when he talked to Dazai. He immediately went back to working. The brunette sighed, getting back to his desk with a pout. Though, you knew that he was way too bored to have mercy on Kunikida today—or literally any other day.
Yanking one of the forms put aside on his desk in a swift motion, Dazai carefully turned it into a paper plane. He continued doing so until nearly half the pile of papers was gone and paper plane-ified. You raised your head from your own work and watched in amusement.
“Oh? You knew origami and didn’t tell me? Wow, ‘samu, can’t believe you’ve been keeping such great talent a secret from me!” You giggled, clutching your chest to add onto your dramatic act while spinning your office chairs’ way closer to Dazai. He grinned, busy adding the finishing touches to his 30th paper plane, “Oh I can do much more than some silly origami stuff, trust me on that.”
A chuckle escaped from your lips, loud enough for Dazai’s ears to catch it and smile with pride. He was so focused that he had even piqued Atsushi and Kyouka’s interest—along with Ranpo stealing glances from time to time.
You had long begun to help him with whatever he was scheming, making a few paper planes of your own and dropping the 45th? 54th? Whatever number paper plane onto his desk. While both of you were busy with your paper plane making, Kunikida’s laptop slammed shut; though neither you nor Dazai heard it or the sound of him stomping his way to the two of you. Dazai snickered while you counted the paper planes he’d made, going back and forth with the numbers as you kept losing count.
“Goddammit Dazai, stop distracting me! Unless you want to count all this yourself…” You grumbled and playfully smacked him in the head with the plane you were holding. He chuckled and opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off when Kunikida cleared his throat.
It made you both sink into your seats, slowly turning to face him—arms crossed and impatiently tapping his foot.
“Dazai. Y/n. May I ask what you’re doing? It’s not work as far as I’m concerned.”
Kunikida’s tone was surprisingly calm… the calm before the storm, you thought. Dazai, completely nonchalant about Kunikida’s presence, held one of the paper planes up and above his own head and grinned.
“Entertaining ourselves since boredom is ought to kill us~ Why do you ask?”
Out of curiosity, you decided to unfold one of the planes to take a look at it’s contents. Your vision blurred for a second once you realized what all that paperwork that you had turned into planes actually was… While Dazai was busy showing off the paper plane he had in hand to Kunikida, you desperately tugged on his sleeve, tapped his shoulder, shook his hand, anything to get him to stop talking.
“Dazai… have you even taken a look at what those papers were about?” Kunikida cut Dazai off, brows furrowed.
“Hmm? Oh, no not really! What’re they fo—”
“They’re all boss’ notes and reports…”
You whispered to him in a shaky voice, eyes still glued to Fukuzawa’s signature at the bottom of the crumpled piece of paper.
“Handwritten notes and reports.”
All three of you turned your head to Ranpo, who was fiddling around with a bag of chips, struggling to get it open.
“Those are all handwritten by him. He left them on Dazai’s desk not expecting anyone to touch them, knowing that he barely—almost never works… Just thought I’d let you know.”
A long pause. Ranpo then turned his chair around and aside from his faint chewing, the silence in the office had become deafening…
“…Wow, nice work, detective Dazai Osamu…” You mocked, eyebrows knitted together.
“Hey! Don’t throw me under the bus like thaaaaat, you helped too! So cruel of you, bella…”
Dazai gave you a dramatic ‘hmph!’ and awkwardly turned to Kunikida—who was practically shaking in fury—with a sheepish smile, throwing the paper plane at his head followed by a nervous laughter.
“Nowwww before you do or say anything, Kunikida-kun~ In my defens-”
“…DazaaAAAIIII—!!!”
p.s : its been awhile since ive written and actually posted it so this is a bit wonky I KNOW im not this ass at writing please spare my life i have a wife and kids…
guys/... requests r open.. come here...
જ⁀➴ 🤍 lovesick!dazai headcannons !! — (no gender specified)
just imagine lovesick!dazai absolutely whipped for you; you’re just too kind for your own good and giving dazai affection;
imagine lovesick!dazai being so touch starved, i think he loves hugs very much. makes him feel him so wam and safe, but at the expense of feeling slightly vulnerable.
imagine dazai flirting with you just see your reactions via blushing, giggling, or even cringe at him. (just imagine lovesick!dazai rizzing you up with corny pickip lines he saw online)
“ 𝐈 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐓 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐖𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 .”
back to masterlist
character : dazai osamu
context : dazai falling for readers who’s gender-fluid (could be read as female or male reader)
authors notes : I thought about this like at 4 am with one of best friends and told my mootie patootie (@riiwrites ) and the forced me to writer at gunpoint /hj
warnings : ooc, implied bisexual dazai (literally the reason why I thought of this idea LMAO), gender neutral pronouns/no gender mentioned, probably not even proofread,, the more i write about it seems to lean into afab!reader,,, yosano mentioned, lmk if I missed any!
,, 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐓. 𝜚
𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐈, you wouldn't think he'd short-circuit over the "smallest" change. you, the reader, identify as genderfluid. normally, you dress in a more masculine style, favouring suits and ties or sweatpants (if too lazy go dress up ‘formal casual’ and oversized shirts to hide your chest. however, after a hard-fought victory taking down yet another criminal organisation, the city decided to honour the agency with an invitation to a fancy party at city hall. the thought of dressing up for such a grand occasion made you excited, and you decided that embracing your feminine side for the evening wouldn't hurt.
a few days prior to the party, you and yosano went shopping together. she suggested the outing under the excuse of needing new clothes, but it was clear she just wanted to gossip. after hours of browsing, she picked out a simple dress—a simple yet elegant dark red gown with a daring slit up the side of the leg. to add an extra touch of style, she insisted you pair it with a black choker that contrasted beautifully with the dress. you, on the other hand chose a classic suit that hugged your body nicely, you chose to wear black heels (they only added like one inch to your height) and again for extra style you added a silver chain that went around your belt loops.
on the night of the party, you put on a little makeup, nothing much but enough to enchance your features. your hair, usually in a simple style, was styled elegantly to complement your look. as you glanced in the mirror, you felt a surge of confidence and anticipation.
arriving at the party, the atmosphere was electric. the chandeliers sparkled above, casting a warm glow over the room filled with laughter, clinking glasses, and soft music. your colleagues from the agency were scattered around, mingling and enjoying the celebration. you spotted dazai across the room, his usual playful smirk in place as he chatted with a group of people.
as you made your way over, his eyes landed on you, and for a moment, he seemed to freeze. His usually quick wit and smooth charm faltered, and you could see a flicker of surprise and admiration in his eyes. He approached you slowly, his usual cocky demeanour replaced with genuine awe.
“well, look who came all fancy,” he commented on your appearance, “trying to impress someone with those charms.”
“not really, unless a certain person is, then maybe i am.” you replied back with a simple smile and small fade of red on your face.
He just hummed as he looked away, seemingly flustered by your comment.
you couldn’t help but chuckle at this sight, the ‘dazai osamu’, the ever-confident flirt, rendered momentarily speechless by your sudden appearance. What a sight to see.
authors additional note : ending kind of sucks ass but it’s okay
word count : 474
reposts are welcome but do not steal my work!
“ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑 . ”
character : dazai osamu
context : you’re an agent going undercover, you encounter port mafia executive dazai. he finds you interesting. yeah..
authors note : you should listen to the diner by Billie ellish to get the vibe to it.
warning : stalker briefly mentioned, stalker!dazai, can be interpreted romantically or whatever, shout out to my bbg @riiwrites 😼☝🏽, murder and blood mentioned too, gender not mentioned, literally we rock with they/them 💋‼️.. uhm I think that’s all gays yeah..
,, 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐓. 𝜚
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐘 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐒, the last remnants of daylight clinging stubbornly to the horizon. It was a view [name] had come to appreciate, standing on the balcony of the modest clinic where [name] built their cover. As a doctor specialising in human behaviour, their role was simple enough—listen, observe, and blend in. Standing there in viewing the people going about their days, [name] ran their fingers along the balcony’s iron railing, feeling the coolness of the metal beneath their skin. In this quiet neighbourhood, [name] was simply known as Dr. [name]—a doctor who listened to the woes of the weary, a person who could help people understand the storms in their minds. In some ways, [name] had taken to the role more naturally than they expected. It wasn’t far from what I had trained for, after all. But beneath that calm exterior, my real purpose was far more pressing.
The wind picked up slightly, rustling the papers on my desk inside the small office. I stepped back inside, closing the door behind me as I glanced at the scattered reports and profiles I’d been reviewing. Every interaction I had here was a potential lead—every patient, every conversation was a thread that might lead me to the missing documents. I was hunting for the whispers in the crowd, the signs that something was about to crack.
I sat down and opened one of the files again. A name stared back at me—Takeda Masaru, a local journalist with a reputation for being nosey. He had been in to see me twice, under the guise of seeking help for stress and insomnia. But I knew better. Knocking me out of my train of thought, my smartwatch started vibrating. It was morse code.
‘GOOD EVENING AGENT [NAME], IT'S NICE TO YOU ALIVE AND WELL.WE HAVE NEW INTEL. THERE'S BEEN SIGHTING AT THE LOADING. THE DOCUMENTS SHOULD BE THERE. IT SHOULD BE A DARK RED CARGO BOX WITH THE NAME ‘MELLUVS ART AND WRITING SUPPLIES’ . QUICKLY GET THERE BEFORE ANYBODY INTERVENES. BEST OF LUCK TO YOU.’
I quickly changed my clothing still keeping my pants and shoes and swapping my glasses with sunglasses, my shirt with a business shirt. Taking my coat off the rack I jumped off of the railing onto the pavement. The cold air hitting my face, I felt that familiar rush of adrenaline. The peaceful exterior I’d adopted as a doctor was peeling away, revealing the true purpose behind the mask.
I arrived at the loading dock slipping past guards. While remaining on my toes, looking around, finding the maroon cargo box, picking the lock, catching it before it could fall can make noise. Opening the door and sorting through papers. I found the papers of the document, putting the papers in my doctors folder, I turned to step out just to be greeted with…
"Are you lost?" a voice rang out behind them.
“I’m sorry?” You turned towards the stranger with a simple smile.
“I said, are you lost? Dr. [name].” He repeated.
Standing in the shadow of a weathered chimney was a young man, barely older than them, with an unsettlingly casual grin. His black hair fell messily over his eyes, his posture loose and unthreatening, but I knew better than to trust appearances. There was something sharp beneath that smile.
“Ah. No I’m not..”
"Dazai Osamu," the man introduced himself, stepping closer without a care in the world. "What a coincidence, meeting you here."
"Coincidence?" [name]’s voice was flat, unamused. "I don’t believe in coincidences."
Dazai’s grin widened. "Smart. I don’t either."
This wasn’t good. My mission had suddenly become complicated—this was Dazai, a notorious figure in the Port Mafia, rumoured to be both brilliant and dangerous. Getting caught up with him was exactly what their agency warned them about. But retreating now would be even worse. They couldn't afford to show any weakness.
"You’re in my way," I stated plainly, their eyes locked onto him. Dazai’s expression flickered briefly with interest.
"Am I?" he mused, not moving an inch. Instead, his eyes gleamed with curiosity. "I wonder what someone like you is doing up here. You don’t seem like the usual riffraff the mafia deals with. You're different."
I said nothing. They were trained to maintain a poker face, but they could feel Dazai’s gaze piercing through them, searching for cracks.
After a tense silence, I decided it was better to end this encounter quickly. "I have no business with you. Walk away."
Dazai’s grin softened into something almost playful. "I could say the same. But I don’t feel like walking away just yet. You intrigue me."
Before you could respond, a shout echoed from the alley below—footsteps, too many of them. The mission wasn’t over yet. With a sharp glance at Dazai, [name] moved quickly, shoving him out the way with the documents I hand, disappearing into the shadows of the cargo port.
𓎢𓎟𓎟𓎟 . ♡ . 𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎢
The mission was complete, the documents recovered, and the city’s fragile calm preserved. Days passed, and YN pushed the encounter with Dazai to the back of their mind. They believed they had left him behind in that port, a fleeting figure from a fleeting night.
But they were wrong.
It began with small sightings—first at a diner near one of their agency’s hideouts, a quaint place where [name] often went to clear their mind. They walked in for a quiet moment, only to find Dazai, seated by the window, sipping his coffee as if it was the most natural thing in the world. His eyes met theirs, and that familiar grin spread across his face.
The next time, it was at their ‘job’. [name] worked as a hired security operative for a private military company, and the sight of Dazai loitering near the building was more than unsettling. He didn’t approach them, but his presence was a constant reminder that he was watching.
The evening air felt heavy as [name] returned home from a long shift, exhaustion pulling at their every step. They hadn’t noticed the lingering presence outside, the demon in the shadows, waiting. The lock clicked into place behind them as they shut the door, and for a moment, they stood still, listening. No footsteps followed. The silence was almost comforting.
They kicked off their shoes, fingers absently unbuttoning their dress shirt, craving nothing more than the solace of the couch. As they sank into it, something caught their eye—an envelope, placed conspicuously on the coffee table. A surge of unease rippled through their tired mind, heart beginning to race as they reached for the envelope, fingers brushing the edge of the paper with caution. Slowly, they opened it, their eyes scanning the contents.
‘THIS IS A REALLY NICE PLACE YOU’VE GOT HERE! MIND IF I MOVE IN? I HOPE YOU’RE READING THIS SILLY NOTE! I MIGHT’VE STOLEN SOME DOCUMENTS AND IMPORTANT FILES FROM YOUR OFFICE, SORRY, AGENT [NAME]~!’
A low groan of frustration escaped their lips as they crumpled the note and tossed it into the garbage. [name] rubbed their temples, too drained to deal with the antics of a certain mafioso tonight. Just as they tried to let the tension slip away, they caught sight of something—someone—standing on the balcony.
Their heart skipped a beat, and instinctively, they reached for their gun, gripping it tightly as they cautiously approached the window. They slid it open with precision, never taking their eyes off the figure leaning against the railing. "You’re persistent," [name] said, gun ready but posture steady.
The man on the balcony didn’t seem fazed by the weapon. Dazai Osamu smiled as if this were all part of a game. "And you’re elusive," he countered, voice light and carefree. But there was something beneath that tone, something deeper, lurking behind the casual amusement in his gaze. "I like people who don’t give themselves away so easily."
[name] sighed, lowering the gun but keeping it in hand. Arms crossed, they met his eyes with thinly veiled exasperation. "What do you want, Dazai?"
He tilted his head slightly, as though considering the question, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I’ve been trying to figure that out. You’re… interesting. And I’m rarely interested in anyone."
"Flattering," [name] muttered, voice laced with sarcasm as their patience wore thin. "But I’ve got work to do."
Dazai’s expression shifted, his grin softening, but his presence growing more intense as he stepped closer. "I know," he said quietly. "That’s what makes this so fun. You, with your little secrets and dangerous missions… I can’t help but want to unravel it all."
"You can’t follow me forever," [name] warned, voice quieter now, each word a warning laced with resolve.
Dazai’s smile softened further, almost genuine. "Maybe not," he agreed, his voice low, "but I can follow you for a little while longer.”
“Get the hell out of my apartment,” [name] snapped, their voice sharp as they levelled the gun at Dazai. The cold metal clicked audibly as they cocked it, a clear threat in the air. They pointed toward the door, eyes hard and unyielding. “Do it now, or I'll shoot you.”
Dazai’s grin didn’t falter. If anything, it widened, his eyes gleaming with that same unsettling amusement, as if the threat didn’t faze him in the slightest. He raised his hands in mock surrender, but his body remained relaxed, nonchalant, as though he were in complete control of the situation.
“Shoot me?” he mused, voice light but laced with something darker. “Now, now, Agent [name] that seems a bit extreme, doesn’t it?”
“You think I’m joking?” [name] growled, finger hovering dangerously over the trigger.
Dazai took a step closer, completely unbothered by the barrel pointed at him. His voice dropped to a near whisper, his eyes locking with theirs. “No, I don’t. That’s what makes this so exciting.”
There was a tension in the room now, thick and palpable. [name] held their ground, but Dazai’s calmness, his lack of fear—it was disarming. He was playing a game they weren’t sure they could win.
“Get out.” [name] demanded, not lowering the gun but sensing this encounter was only going to spiral deeper.
Dazai’s smile softened just a touch, his tone almost genuine. “Nope~!”
“You’re testing my patience,” [name] warned, heart pounding but steady, still aiming squarely at his chest.
“Good,” Dazai murmured, stepping back toward the balcony door. “I like it when people have limits. It gives me something to push.”
With a final glance, he gave them a playful wink. “Until next time, Agent.” Then, as quickly and casually as he had appeared, Dazai slipped out, leaving the tension in the room behind him like a lingering shadow.
[name] stood still, their gun still raised, breaths coming in heavy. The sense of danger hadn’t left—it was only a matter of time before he returned.
additional author notes : ending kinda sucked ass again smh..
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