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Sloan • 20↑ • they/he // ic: obsidiankukri, hd: @auburniro (Twt)

[hibiscesque]

Ficwriter with a timeliness allergy has a Tumblr blog fork found in kitchen. Heyo, nice to meetcha! Welcome etc. etc. I've been in various fandoms over the years under various pseudonyms, but I’ve been active in the Bungou Stray Dogs fandom for the last four, so that's most of what you're gonna see here.

My main fandom socmed platform is Twitter, but I keep this account alive to keep in touch with a few people and support my friends who enjoy this place enough to be regularly active here.

Archive of Our Own: hibiscesque (Icosagens)

Twitter: Hibiscesque

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All posts and reblogs are also tagged with ship names and names of characters involved in the format #firstname lastname, or for those without full names, #[name] bsd.

[hibiscesque]

The Mori analysis crosspost too, although that is actually the singular Twitter post I have made that stubbornly eschews the algorithm and still gets liked so we're excluding that from the dataset

[hibiscesque]

This is what happened in Dark Era right?

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[hibiscesque]

As someone who hasn't been a Tumblr native since 2018 and hasn't USE used it since 2021 one thing that fascinates me about this platform is that posts don't have a shelf life. People still liking this when it's approaching a year since I posted it is [mind blowing noises]

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[alzaii]

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

May you all have a joyful new year ahead!

[chuuyaspinkmotorcycle]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Rated: M

Oneshot (7.8k)

Summary:

There, in the doorway with the most panicked look Yosano has ever seen on him, stands Dazai Osamu holding the body of none other than Port Mafia Executive Nakahara Chuuya. The redhead is covered head-to-toe in blood that looks to be his, dripping down Dazai’s trench coat as the latter clutches him to his chest in a near death-grip. The executive is completely limp in his arms, and from here Yosano would call him dead already if not for the painful, labored breathing coming out from his mouth. It sounds as if one of his lungs has collapsed, filled with fluid, and the other is quickly on the way. This was not the ‘fixing’ she had in mind. “Absolutely not,” she says sternly, tone leaving no room for persuasion as she stands up.  This is Nakahara Chuuya they’re talking about, after all. Mori’s right hand man and the Agency’s least-favorite Ability user to deal with due to his overwhelming power and tendency to yell the whole time at or about Dazai. Deep down, she knows she should help him — really, she does — but she also knows the consequences that can come from helping the Mafia, helping Mori, and her people will always come first, no matter what.

hi @pepper-steam-milkshake !! this is for you!!

i really hope you enjoy some skk hurt/comfort!! and thank you for your patience!!

written for @bungostraydogs-secret-santa !!

[bloodsherry]

albachuuzai | 10k w | dazai is a lil shit, suffering ’tross & chuuya needs a hug

for @hibiscesque, i hope you like it!

Math was complicated, taxes were complicated. Being a functional adult was fucking complicated but sleeping with your best friend and his ex? That was on another level, bro. Or — Albatross plays matchmaker to undo a huge mess, completely oblivious to the room. A rom-com? No fucking way.

[read on ao3]

dividers by: cafekitsune

[altaiiriss]

thinking of ada dazai who is still detached from his own self and his trauma and emotions despite being in a healthier environment, so when chuuya gets seriously injured on a joint mission his body betrays him before his mind has the time to process that yes chuuya is hurt but he isn't actually dying

his heartbeat speeds up, his throat locks up and his arms are shaking while he holds a very-much-alive chuuya, but all he can see right now is odasaku laying lifeless in his arms

[neontoad]

a new fic!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I got possessed by yaoi demons and wrote this absolutely self-indulgent skk smut oneshot for my dearest @amboyness (aka my biggest source of inspiration <3)

Check out the tags and the snippet, and if it looks appealing, please do give it a try ^^

Dazai grabs Chuuya’s face and yanks him up. Calling it kissing would be an overstatement. Hungry and sloppy, it resembles a fight more than the unity of two lovers. Dazai never dared to call them so. He’s not sure they are. The word love is hardly applicable to what they have. He moans into the kiss — and then, it’s cut short.

Chuuya grabs Dazai’s hand and drags him toward the bedroom. His hand is hot, and Dazai can almost feel how wet it is under the leather glove. He ignores the persistent pull and, with a swift move, pins Chuuya against the wall instead. Immediately, his hand feels lonely without the smaller one squeezing it boldly.

A small gasp leaves Chuuya’s lips as his back hits the wall. A guttural moan is lost on Dazai's lips as he rubs his knee against Chuuya’s crotch. His legs spread ever so slightly — and Dazai’s movements get bolder, his own arousal fuelled by how eagerly Chuuya is willing to give himself to him. With each small push and rub, Dazai can feel the hardness in Chuuya’s pants grow and the defiant look on his face mellow. Soon, it will be painted with a dewy afterglow Dazai loves seeing on Chuuya’s face, after he fucks him just right.

Not too soon, hopefully. 

[thebookbutterfly]

I love it when fan fiction writers are like: “ah shit, this was meant to be one part but I started writing it and now it has to be three”. Like the fanfic is happening to them and not being created by them.

[hibiscesque]

I keep not coming on here for months at a time LOL I’m ngl this is a dead platform to me I can’t get into it here 😭😭 Elon is ostensibly wiping the entire Twt algo & replacing it with Grok someone take me out back and shoot me if I end up having to move here I’m so serious

[hibiscesque]

Last Line Game

Rules? No tricks, share the last line you wrote!

Tagged by wifey, thanks @chuuyaspinkmotorcycle <333

"He is right annoyingly often, isn't he?"

Just gonna leave this open to anyone who wants to do it as I always do bc I always end up tagging people who've already been tagged LOL.

[hibiscesque]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Update notif for the Tumblr peeps! Be forewarned that this is not the last chapter because this now has three chapters LOL.

[hibiscesque]

WIP Poll Game

Rules: Make a 24 hr poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on. (It’s fine if you only have one, still make a poll for the vote count). Whichever WIP title gets the most votes, write 1 sentence for every vote received.

Don’t think this is gonna work very well bc my Tumblr is my smallest account, but I like having fun so. 🙂‍↕️🩷

Tagged by: @bloodsherry 🫶🏻💋

Game Show Host Voice: Pick a WIP, any WIP!

Incorruptible

electrified (past tense)

Dating Ritual, Mating Ritual, Gender-Predicating Ritual

The Anatomy of Redamancy

one thousand little deaths

Watchparty

Cr*ppily Ever After

Hot Girl Bummer

Voting ended onSep 11, 2025

I’m too tired to think of people to tag so if you’re my oomf and you wanna do this, tag, you’re it!

[hibiscesque]

Thought I should probs give some context lol bc if u are not my wifey u haven’t heard of half of these since they’re unposted LMAO. If you’re wondering why so many are NSFW, it’s bc they’re for Mini Bottomchuu Week 😭😭

Inco: On my AO3

electrified (past tense): Chuutross grief-driven wet dream triggered by Chuuya experiencing loss once again when Dazai “dies” after the Mimic incident

DRMRGR: On my AO3

TARdy: On my AO3

one thousand little deaths: The sequel to That One Fic I have up

Watchparty: After being captured during a mission, Soukoku need the enemy to look away from the cameras guarding their cell long enough so that they can escape. So of course they take the foolproof route and decide to put on a ~show~ for their captors,,, if you catch my drift

CEA: On my AO3

Hot Girl Bummer: Exactly what it says on the lid. Chuuango self-destructive sex

[hibiscesque]

WIP Poll Game

Rules: Make a 24 hr poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on. (It’s fine if you only have one, still make a poll for the vote count). Whichever WIP title gets the most votes, write 1 sentence for every vote received.

Don’t think this is gonna work very well bc my Tumblr is my smallest account, but I like having fun so. 🙂‍↕️🩷

Tagged by: @bloodsherry 🫶🏻💋

Game Show Host Voice: Pick a WIP, any WIP!

Incorruptible

electrified (past tense)

Dating Ritual, Mating Ritual, Gender-Predicating Ritual

The Anatomy of Redamancy

one thousand little deaths

Watchparty

Cr*ppily Ever After

Hot Girl Bummer

Voting ended onSep 11, 2025

I’m too tired to think of people to tag so if you’re my oomf and you wanna do this, tag, you’re it!

[bloodsherry]

skk | 6.4k | tooth-rotting fluff

“Why me?” Dazai flinched. It was subtle—his shoulders slumped, his gaze darkened. It was stupid, but even though this proved some things wouldn’t change, or would take longer to change, it didn’t make him feel any better. “Are you really going to make me say it?” he asked, almost defensively. Chuuya was playing a dangerous game; one wrong move, and Dazai would pull him away. But— Chuuya needed this—the certainty that he wasn’t risking everything for nothing. It was the least he could do, right? After all this time, after all the stumbles, the falls, and the unhealed wounds. If he was going to let Dazai drag him into his life and turn his world upside down, he needed this. “What do you think, genius?” Dazai sulked, sinking into the tub. His long lashes brushed against his cheekbones before he looked up, determination and fear dancing in his amber eyes. “I called you because I wanted you. Happy?”

[read on ao3]

[clustersorrow-deactivated202604]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Edogawa Ranpo/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) Characters: Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) Additional Tags: Top Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Bottom Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Trans Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Cunnilingus, Sexual Overstimulation, Edogawa Ranpo Being an Asshole (Bungou Stray Dogs), Post-Fyodor | Cannibalism Arc (Bungou Stray Dogs), Office Sex, Mildly Dubious Consent, Squirting and Vaginal Ejaculation Series: Part 1 of bottomchuu week Summary:

Ranpo knows that he will get a visit from a Mafia executive once he manages to escape Poe’s novel, but he has some ways to sweeten up even Chuuya at his angriest.

Bottom Chuuya Week, Day 1: overstimulation.