summary: you went on a trip with your so-called best friends (group) only to have a nastier situation when you return.
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"Oh God! Chuuya! Please, I'm gonna be bullied by everyone at college."
"Hey! Hey!" Chuuya protectively grasped your body." What's goin' on?!"
Chuuya saw you hyperventilating as you mentioned him to quickly go to the car. You keep pulling his hand as he was 100% confused with your reaction right now. He was about to ask what happened until you cut him.
"Please, let's just go to the car!"
Chuuya was so happy when he send you on the trip even though he wished that he could go with you. On the road, he tried to ask you about what happened during the trip only to get a silent answer from you. He observed from the time to time, you've been hugging your knees as you stare at the window with a blank stare.
"Hey, Y/N..."
"Not now, please! Not now!"
You were so happy when your group invited you to go on a trip with them however everything went into chaos there. Your friend never listened to you just like a wind passed by every time you tried to talk. Nobody asked how you feel on the trip and the worst of all they put a bad impression in front of one of their friend's parents.
Time went by as both of you arrived at Chuuya's penthouse. As soon as you entered his place, you quickly hide in the bathroom. Chuuya tried to catch you but you already went into the place and locked the door.
"Y/N, baby. Please, open the door."
"..."
"Please, baby? I wanna know why ya got that kind of face?"
"Chuuya, I'm going to take a bath now."
It looked like you tried to avoid telling Chuuya what happened during your trip. You turn on the shower to make sure to him that you were taking a bath. Tears start to fall from your tears as you sob silently in the bathroom while the water is running.
"I-I'm always been a burden to people," you whispered to yourself. "I don't deserve to have a friend. In the end, I always hurt them."
After a few minutes, you were done taking a bath so you went outside and smelled something good. You remember that you did not eat well on your trip because along the journey until now you suffered gastric pains. As you wandered around the area, you noticed Chuuya was organizing dinner for both of you.
Y/N..."
"..."
"I'm preparing dinner," he said as he noticed how you grasped your stomach tightly. "Let's eat before we cuddle on the bed, yeah?"
During dinner, you didn't talk to Chuuya at all and he missed your joyful face. Also, you merely ate a few spoons of the food that he made for you. He tried to push you to take a few more bites but you kept saying 'no' to him.
"Y/N, you only take a few bites, "he rubbed your knuckled. "Come on, eat more, love."
"I'm done, Chuuya," you yell, bringing your hand back "I wanna go to bed."
You raised your body from the table as you proceed to brush your teeth. Chuuya noticed that you tried to avoid looking at the mirror which was also strange. He knew before, you always glanced at the mirror to notify him how you progressed in taking care of your skin.
Chuuya then left the rest of the dirty plate on the sink and didn't clean it at that time. He couldn't care about it because of what matters right now. He wanted to return you to your usual self.
So you stepped tiredly into the bedroom that both of you share. You climbed on the bed which he joined you too. It's weird, you also didn't ask him to cuddle you like always. Instead you keep your distance from him as you look through the big window to sew the city of Yokohama.
"Baby, what's goin' on the trip?" Chuuya said, rubbingd your back. "Are ya' sure you're fine?"
And that moment, you cried so hard that you started laughing like a psychopath. This made Chuuya go into purely shocked.
"Hey! Hey! Baby, I'm here, alright?" he quickly caught your body as he rocked your body back and forth. "Shh, it's alright you're safe. You're safe. Tell me what's going on?"
"T-they..."
"What did they do to you?"
"A lot! I don't wanna speak of it!" you started panicking. "Chuuya, you are probably disappointed by me! You don't want me!"
Chuuya learned you well because when you panicked, you start talking from A to Z. For now, he only can listen to your story. Hearing the story made his anger boil through his body. How could someone hurt his baby not to mention made a bad impression on you? Also, you two are mocked by your hem saying that 'two lovers that cannot be separated'. You always chatted with Chuuya because you never felt like you were considered by them. What? They just treated you like the wind.
"Chuu, I'm always a burden to people," you said with a cryingvoice. "I don't deserve to have a friend because in the end, I always-"
"No no no!" he stopped you before you can finish your line. "Don't start with that shit!"
"But I am!"
"NO!"
"..."
"Y/N, baby. Listen to me, yeah?" he grabbed both of your cheeks as he wiped your tears away." You're the kindest human I ever met. Want to know how you hurt people?"
You just listened to him.
"Is how you hurt my heartbeat because it goes ten times faster than before which means I love you so much."
You can swear in your life that it was the most beautiful thing you ever heard from people especially Chuuya. He left you speechless while he never stopped rocking your body back and forth. His other hand caressing your hair so you can sleep faster.
As you felt the movement of his hand, your eyelids grow to get sleepy. You didn't catch sleep for 2 days there because you also overthinking. After a few minutes, your mind started to go to your dreamland. Before he got up from the bed, he didn't forget to kiss your cheeks as always.
"I'll deal with those fucker," Chuuya clenched his fist. "No one messed with The Port Mafia, especially my Y/N."
NOTE: It was my first time writing and I also edited again. I'm sorry if it's bad! (Also, the story is based on my life experience)
A/n: This is an entry for @cyancherub ‘s Wheel of Misfortune collaboration. The theme is Chuuya + Obsession + Hate Sex. Please enjoy.
Warning(s): female reader, hate sex, stalking, humiliation, oral (m) - just to name a few.
A strange mixture of emotions consumes you upon reading the crude and obscure note you found shoved in your mail slot this morning, hidden amongst this month’s bills and junk letters.
I wanna break you, it reads.
It’s an obvious threat from an unknown assailant. This person wants to hurt you. So why does your core throb at the very image? Your mind and body are deprived. You shove the note into your purse with an unsettled sigh, intending to show Ranpo the letter, then you leave your apartment in hopes of making it to work on time. As a member of the Armed Detective Agency, your superior Kunikida insists that you are not late, but it can’t be helped; the letter has you so disorganized and paranoid that the moment you leave the apartment, you sense eyes on you.
A/N: Hey all! Rei here! This is my first time writing full smut…so pls let me know how I did! *Goes and and hides in shame for all the sins*
He slowly inched his way inside, thick cock bullying your spongy walls into submission. He wasn’t being rough with just his actions, no, he was being so fucking mean with his words too. Your needy whimpers and soft pants only served to heighten his arousal.
“My little slut likes that?”
He is mocking that scream that had emitted from your lips moments prior, and with a dangerous smirk, he begins to force his bulbous tip to hit that exact spot from before with merciless precision, making you see stars as your eyes roll back. Moans and whines fill the air as you claw at his back desperately, trying in vain to get the beast above you to slow down, but no…nothing, not even you and your innocent eyes, can stop him from achieving his goal.
His goal of breaking you.
“‘S too much! P-please!”
He laughs at your pathetic attempt to speak through your derisive haze, and instead of obliging, only proceeds to fuck you faster, making your thighs shake uncontrollably at the sheer power behind each thrust. Gasps leave your plump lips, mouth agape as the most pornographic sounds escape, the lewd background noise from where you and your lover are joined adding to the symphony. You try to squirm away from the painful pleasure, but he’s having none of it, instead, opting to give you more. Hot mouth captures your nipples, sucking with a hint of sharp teeth, and his fingers come down to rub rapid circles on the bundle of nerves, and soon, explosions of utter bliss racked your body, forcing you to clench down like a vice on his throbbing cock, and a few sloppy thrusts later, warmth fills your cunt, overflowing and leaking out of you in the most messy way possible.
With a mocking grin, he wipes away your tears with a deceptively gentle hand, as he whispers in a low voice in your ear,
“Don’t pretend you didn’t enjoy it…after all, you like it when I’m rough.”
→ Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Nikolai, Jouno, Mori + ur choices 😉
Beastzai is so gentle when he rapes you. He grips your arm hard enough to bruise just so he can leave the gentlest kisses on the inside of your wrist and whisper how much he loves you into your palm. He's so careful to not draw blood when he nips your neck and shoulders, his cold hands trace all over your body with patience and reverence, to the point where you could almost believe you'd want this. He stretches you out slowly, kissing your clit and petting the inside of your thighs, paying no mind to how you struggle to rid yourself of all the ropes he's lovingly tied you up with so you can't escape.
When he sinks inside you he can't help but moan and tell you how good you are for him, how perfect you feel, how he never wants this to end all while he kisses the tears from your cheeks and tells you it's okay, he'll wait until you're ready before he moves. As if that's why you're crying. Beastzai patiently rubs your clit and sucks on your nipples until you're cumming around him, clenching hard on his cock, groaning through his worn boxers that he balled in your mouth to stop you from cursing at him. He kisses you over the tape that's keeping them in, so tenderly, stroking you through your orgasm and making sure you're relaxed and high on endorphins before beginning to move. It's only natural that he'd put your wants above his, he loves you so much.
Beastzai loses himself a little when he's fucking you, untying your legs from the corners of his bed so he can push them up and reach further inside you, kissing all the way from your ankle to your knee as he readjusts the position. He babbles about how much he loves you and how you're made for each other, panting desperately, his hair and bandages getting all messy and out of place in his desperation. He finishes inside you, of course, his balls pulsing against your ass and his head thrown back, biting his lip to try and keep at least a little quiet as he empties himself into your hole, sweaty and flushed.
And of course he's just as gentle when he cleans you up later. He doesn't like wasting cum, he'd much rather eat it out of you while he brings you to at least one more orgasm, this one right against his eager mouth. He moans into your cunt, gripping your ass, pressing your thighs together around his head while he shamelessly licks and slurps until you're trembling in his arms, uselessly trying to kick against your restraints.
He wipes your bare skin with a warm, damp towel and kisses you all over while he does it, focusing especially on any place he might have scratched or bruised you. He whispers an apology against each blemish before pressing his lips against it and promises to be more careful next time, even though you both know he won't. When he undoes your ropes and swaps them out for your usual metal cuffs he takes his time massaging all your joints and again kisses every mark they've left on your skin, gently scolding you for struggling and hurting yourself. He doesn't take the boxers out though. He doesn't like backtalk.
Hi I hope you're doing well I'm not sure if you do these types of requests but can I please ask for a yandere Demon King chuuya with a pregnant darling
Sure thing!
Tw: Yandere, forced pregnancy, mentions of abortion, mentions of blood, cannibalism and violence.
You were three months along before you realized you were pregnant.
It had been easy to ignore the signs in the beginning. Time moved strangely in the demon world, and it wasn’t the first time you’d missed your period since you’d gotten there. You’d assumed that the rest of it - the exhaustion, the mood swings, even the changes in your body - was due to whatever otherworldly food and drink Chuuya gave you, to say nothing of the effects of living in proximity of the Demon King himself.
It wasn’t until Chuuya had pointed out the slight swell of your stomach that the horrifying realization had dawned upon you.
You would have gotten rid of it had you any means to do so. But Chuuya had figured it out just as soon as you had, and had locked you down even more stringently than before. Gone were all the little freedoms he’d granted you over time; he refused to let you out of his sight, insisting on taking care of you himself. He practically forced you into bed-rest, waiting upon you hand and foot so that you wouldn’t stress yourself out. It would have been nice, were it not for the fact that you were carrying Chuuya’s child.
The Demon King’s child.
A demon itself, taking root inside you.
It made you want to tear yourself apart with your bare hands. The thing was strong, leeching vitality from you until you could barely walk. You found yourself hungering for raw flesh and fresh blood, wanting to kill and gnaw and bite and tear things apart, until you could see their entrails and their oozing blood. Chuuya indulged you, bringing you wild animals and letting you sate yourself; you hated it, but you hated him even more, for putting you into this position.
Not that Chuuya seemed to mind. From the moment your pregnancy had been confirmed, the red-headed demon lord had been deliriously happy. He would spend hours resting between your legs with his head on your belly, talking or singing to “the baby”. He would patiently bare your tantrums, all the crying and screaming and general hysteria, even letting you vent your frustrations by throwing things at him. It was only when you tried to hurt yourself did he tie you down, claiming that your safety was more important.
“I don’t want to do this, love,” he said, stroking your hair. “But you’ve got to take it easy. All this stress isn’t good for either of you.”
“Chuuya, I’m begging you, please, end it,” you said, tears pouring down your face. “This pregnancy will kill me, I know it will. I can’t carry a demon child, please.”
Chuuya frowned, tracing a thumb over your cheek. “You’ll carry the baby all right,” he said. “This isn’t the first time a human’s carried a demon child. And you’ve drunk enough of my blood to be part-demon yourself, so this ain’t that big a deal.”
“I don’t care.” You tugged at your restraints, cursing yourself and your miserable life. How had you ended up like this? What had you done to deserve any of this? Why was this happening to you, of all people? Weren’t there worse people in the world, who deserved to suffer more?
You flinched as Chuuya kissed your temple, before settling on his haunches before you and putting his hands on the swell of your belly. “I can sense them, you know,” he said. “They’re a strong one.”
“I know,” you said through gritted teeth. “I’ve never been this uncomfortable in my entire life. I’m nauseous, my body hurts, and my bladder feels l-” you scowled as Chuuya grinned- “why are you laughing?”
“Because you’re pregnant.”
You flinched as he swooped down to hug you tightly. “You don’t know what it’s like,” he said happily, gazing at you with contentment. “Demons don’t really get pregnant; it’s something to do with the way our bodies work. I never thought I would have a family, I never thought I’d ever have someone like you. I love you, I love you so much, you’ve given me - you’re giving me - everything that I’ve ever wanted.”
“And you don’t care if I die in the process,” you whispered.
His expression momentarily soured, before he mulishly shook his head. “That ain’t gonna happen. I told ya, there are ways to make sure this whole thing goes well.” He put a hand on your stomach again, gently tracing its curved with one blackened claw. “You’re not gonna like it, it’s going to be a bit uncomfortable, but I swear to you that you’re both going to come out of this alive. I promise you, on my honor as the Demon King.”
Uhm, can I request a story of Yandere Demon King Chuuya X Reader. The reader had mental health issues like she was always wanting to die. The illness got worse when he was kidnapped by Chuuya. She tried to kill herself multiple times but Chuuya managed to save her. Maybe now, she was restrained in bed and Chuuya said that she needed bed rest but she knows he was lying. Also she is a crybaby.
Tw: Self harm, kidnapping, mentions of suicide
Chuuya gazed at you, at your red-rimmed eyes as you tried to get comfortable while chained to the bed. The spell he’d cast was taking its toll on you, making you drowsy, but consciously or subconsciously, you were still fighting it.
Even in your miserable state, he still found you beautiful. Desperately, dangerously, so. It disgusted him just how much your vulnerability turned him on, and yet he couldn’t help himself. He wanted you, he wanted you in his arms, he wanted to hold you and hug you and tell it you it was all going to be all right.
“Everything is fine,” he said thickly. “Just rest for a little while.”
“Please let me go,” you said. “Please, I promise I won’t try to hurt myself again. I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but I don’t like it.”
“I know,” he lied. “I know you won’t hurt yourself. But you really need to rest.”
It was laughable, really. Utterly pathetic for a being as strong as him. You were a human, as delicate as a gossamer web, as fragile as spun glass, as soft and weak and inconsequential as the dew at dawn. It shouldn’t have been this hard to keep you safe and happy. And yet he couldn’t. He was a demon, one the strongest demons in Japan; he could fight armies without breaking a sweat, lay ruin to entire cities if he wanted to. But he didn’t know how to protect you from yourself, didn’t know how to fight the demons living in your head.
And looking at you, at the marks littering your arms and legs, it hurt.
You’d started crying, sobbing softly to yourself again. Chuuya sighed and moved towards you, only for you to flinch violently and try to pull away. “Sorry,” he muttered. “I’m sorry, [Y/N], for everything. But I promise you’re safe with me. You know who I am? I’m the Shutendoji. I promise you, I’ll keep you safe.”
You didn’t answer, only looked at him with those wide eyes glimmering with tears. Wet with tears, but with a spark of curiosity within.
“Listen to me, [Y/N],” he said. “You’re gonna have to live now, all right? I don’t care what kind of lifestyle you want, what you wanna do, where you wanna go. I’ll give it all to you, so long as you live. You can’t hurt yourself again, okay? I won’t have it.”
You blinked and gave a shaky nod. He could see the questions dancing at the tip of your tongue, confusion and even a smidgen of fear in your eyes. Good. It meant that you were still there, that there was still some spark in you.
It was going to take some time, but he was going to bring you back from the edge. He didn’t know what he would have to do, who he would have to hurt, but he was going to make you happy. Planting a gentle kiss to the top of your head, Chuuya laughed softly as you trembled.
“It’s okay,” he said. “Just don’t hurt yourself. I promise you, everything will be all right.”
I did this while listening to Class of 2013 Live Version on repeat, you can imagine what this is like. (Odio como quedo esto, pero necesitaba desahogarme un poco)
Yandere!Chuuya x Reader
English is not my first language so I am sorry for the spelling mistakes.
My head hurt, too much to at least try to lie down and close my eyes. I saw my own wounds, this time I had cut too deep and the blood didn't look like it was going to stop. Normally, I would be in a panic, but not today, not after Chuuya separated me from everything I know. Dying couldn't sound as good as it did now.
"Wake up, please!"
I woke up a few minutes after that, I don't remember what had happened, the only thing I saw in front of me was Chuuya's worried face, was he crying perchance? I didn't know, my vision was too blurry.
Chuuya let out a sigh and the tension in his body slowly went away. One of his hands went on my cheek and cradled my face, the other was holding my arm tightly, in the same place where I had cut myself, it didn't really hurt, it was as if it was anesthetized.
"Stop it." I stammered. I used all my strength to move my arm and try to remove Chuuya's grip on my cuts. "Remove it."
"What do you think you're doing?" Chuuya looks confused, but I don't even want to listen to him. My strength is not enough to remove Chuuya's hand. "Hey, stop, you'll end up bleeding to death."
"Are you listening to me?"
It's all a blur. I don't even remember how, but now I'm in the bathroom, with half my body held over the sink and my cuts under the tap water.
I turned to look at Chuuya. Everything was better now, more or less, I could understand what was going on.
"Darling, what happened? Why did you cut yourself?" I appreciated the thin tears Chuuya had on her cheeks, and his sternly worried expression for me. "Did I do something wrong?"
"Chuuya, I want to go home…"
The faucet shuts off abruptly and the room goes silent. We stare at each other for a few seconds that felt like minutes, his expression slowly turning to an annoyed one.
"We've already had this conversation. Your house is this."
"No, this is not my home. I want to go home." I plead pathetically. I don't know why I keep trying. "I want to be with my family, with my mother-" A sob interrupts me, I don't even know when I started crying. I would give my life for my mother to hold me again, tell me everything would be okay and wash my back.
"Look, uh, I know it can be hard to get used to, but it's for your sake, okay? Everything I do is for your sake." Liar.
"If you're not going to let me go, I want to die."
"Don't say that." His tone turns stern quickly.
"I want you to kill me, please, Chuuya, kill me."
"Stop."
"Kill me, please." I grip Chuuya's hand tightly. He doesn't look me in the eyes.
"Stop."
"I'm begging you, kill me! Don't you want what's best for me? This is what's best for me."
"I'm not telling you again, stop."
"Kill me, Chuuya! Please kill me! Plea-"
A hard slap on my cheek makes me stop. I look at him with wide eyes and he looks at me too. He pulls his hand away from me like he's hurt, he looks surprised, I don't know why, I don't know anything. I let go of his hand and let it go.
Chuuya wraps his arms around me and I heard his faint sobs hidden in my shoulder. My hands hang at my sides, useless.
"… Please don't say something like that again." His grip tightens on me. "You're important to me, you know that, don't you? If you died, I…"
I start to cry harder too, it's inevitable. I want to leave, not home, not anywhere, I just want to leave.
I curl up on Chuuya's shoulder and he strokes my hair. My tears turn into cries, but Chuuya doesn't say anything about it, every now and then he puts his lips on the crown of my head.
I end up getting lost in the thought that my mother is the one who hugs me instead of Chuuya, that she is the one who kisses me tenderly and, when I'm too tired to scream anymore, bandages my arm. That she is the one who carries me into the living room and I just curl up in her arms, that she is the one who makes me sit on the couch and puts on the TV, that she is the one who brings me a glass of water for my sore throat, and that she is the one who hugs me while I watch TV.
But she's not my mother, he's Chuuya, I wish he was, I miss her so much.
hi! can i request chuuya with a s/o who often has a lot of trouble sleeping at night often to where it makes them feel sick? thank you in advance:)
hi !! tysm tor the request 😋‼️ i might get some things wrong so sorry in advance yall 😿😿
“YOURE STILL AWAKE ?” CHUUYA comes home, slipping off his shoes while his eyes are fixated on you with a worried ( and quite frustrated ) look.
chuuya sighs, walking to the kitchen for a glass of water. he puts the glass to his lips and mumble. “do you know what time it is right now ..?”
the clock read 3:47 am.
you slowly turn your head from your half dimmed phone, smiling with slight embarrassment. you haven’ slept properly in a few days, and the slight bags under your eyes haven’t gotten any better, and chuuya was worried. awfully worried …
“was waiting for you.” you chuckled, turning off your phone and watching the ginger move around the dining area.
“like hell.” chuuya put the empty glass to the side, as if he was going to drink more water later. he wipes the corner of his lips with the back of his hand and leans on the counter, staring straight at you.
“did you take any sleeping meds ?”
“not yet, no.”
“you’re gonna get another fever and then sick if you keep staying up. quit worrying ‘bout me and what time i’ll be home by.”
by then, the house went quiet, only the soft sound of crickets chirping from outside mending with the silence.
chuuya sighs again. he’s been sighing a lot, lately.
walking over to the couch you were on, he lays down horizontally and puts his head on a pillow, making some space by the inner part of the couch ( he would always lay on the edge of the couch just to make sure you don’t fall off when sleeping ), patting it and looking at you, basically asking you to rest with him. nothing you can’t say no too, of course.
you crawl next to him as you both sigh. his gloveless hands trail up your scalp, gently playing with the longer and smaller parts of your hair. he puts another hand on your forehead for a moment before flicking it with a scowl on his face.
“you’re gonna get sick. you had a fever yesterday.” he reminds you again.
you laugh quietly and roll your eyes. you’ve heard this multiple times before. “i know, i know. ‘m sorry..”
chuuya wraps his free hand around you, watching your eyes ever so slowly come to its rest. the ginger thins his lips, placing a gently feather kiss on the crown of your head.
“go to bed. i’ll be here tomorrow morning if you need anything.”
Hey, can I get a BSD character x reader, but to be more specifically it's Dazai, Chuuya, Kunikida. I wonder what they reacted if the reader asked that "Maybe I wasn't meant to be alive in this world" or like "I wish I was dead/never be born in this world." Thank you, I've been struggling with that since last year until now so it would really cheer me up if you can write this. ^_________^
[♡] Alive
Characters: Dazai, Chuuya and Kunikida
Note : of course I can! Thank you for submitting this to me also if you ever need anyone to talk to you can always message me on here or I can give you my discord and this goes for everybody! Sorry if this isn't exactly how you wanted it I tried my best!
Dazai
Dazai has also struggled with stuff like that but hearing you ask/say that made him question if he was checking up on you enough or if he was being a good boyfriend the one that checks on you and helps you during a hard time. Was he not doing that enough-? He starts to think that it's all his fault even though it isn't.
He would comfort you more (not that he didn't do that before he just felt like that wasn't enough) , always ask if you were okay. Hugs every five minutes? Yes please! Because he needed you. He loves you so much that his heart ached when you asked that question.
"I love you darling I really do. You being here makes me feel alive again.."
- Dazai
Chuuya
Chuuya would look at you with sadness written all over his face. He couldn't help himself he would hug you so tight right then and there. He only wishes the best for you. For you to be safe and happy. After that he would check up on you more and more. He would buy you small gifts that remind him of you. Lots of kisses and hugs.
That question plays over and over in his for a few days maybe weeks maybe even months. His love for you is so strong that he will do anything to make you happy anything to make you smile.
"My love you mean the world to me I would do anything for you..I love you"
- chuuya
Kunikida
Just the thought of you not being there with him everyday. Breaks him. Kunikida would cry he really would break down in tears. He couldn't help himself. He loves you, you mean the absolute world to him. If ever had to sacrifice his life to save yours he would. Any day. Any time. Over and over again.
He would hug you for a while after that maybe for an hour. After that he would always check up on you. He would make sure you are okay because he truly loves you.
"Darling I love you and that's forever..."
- kunikida
NOTE : REMEMBER GUYS I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! AND THAT MY MESSAGES ARE ALWAYS OPEN!!! - FROM MAYA / MAZZY
I'm sorry everyone for not replying to your request, I just got sick with an exam and there is another homework project and everything but I will reply ASAP.
Summary: Stress has gotten the better of you, locking you inside your own home so how can your loving boyfriend nurse and help you get back up?
Genre: a bit of angst?, romance and fluff at the end
Warnings: none (ok maybe one mom joke from chuuya...) might be a bit ooc bc mommy chuuya is taking care of us 😤
A/N: I decided to crop out a bit of anon's request due to privacy and the relapse is bc of health issues! really hope that this is still somehow a nice read for anon and everyone else 🥲😭
Also this can be seen as a continuation of "Exams are a hassle!"
Nakahara Chuuya
A gentle breeze made it's way into your living room. The curtain fluttering and letting a bit of dusk's glow illuminate your surroundings.
Even the softest glow, inviting you to enjoy it's warmth would make your eyes squint yet seemingly undisturbed, you continued to stare blankly at the wall.
Trying to recount the events of how it had come to this would only make the world feel heavier on your shoulders.
Your headache wouldn't leave you alone no matter how many times you'd try to nap it away, body feeling like it's been hit with a sledgehammer multiple times and eyes drier than the exam paper lying idly on your desk.
Ah yes.
Of course, you had to get sick after having finally finished your dreaded exam.
The stress, anxiety, the countless sleepless nights hitting all at once like a brick as soon as you tried to spend a well deserved stressfree day.
These days, everything would exhaust you to no end.
Even eating just seemed like a whole work out, your barely existing appetite not helping at all as your stomach felt nothing but hollow.
You had been spending your days mostly alone as your boyfriend had quite the busy occupation. Him still not wanting to tell you what it was after a year yet you had a hunch why so.
A part of you missed him as always but you were also not in the mood to interact with anyone, not even him...
Sighing as you took a glance at the phone lying limply in your hand, you pressed the unlock button.
"Oh shit."
The pounding in your head seemingly increased as you stared at the date displayed on your screen.
You had comepletely forgotten about the fact that he'd be coming back from his trip.
You couldn't feel happy about it even if you tried. He would always leave during the best times and come back when the entire world would nearly burn down.
In your case, your entire being.
It didn't even help that even after a year, seeing picture of your ex pop up on your feed equaled the stings of a mosquito, a small itch growing into something unbearably annoying in mere seconds.
Gathering the strength to stand up, you made your way towards your shared bedroom, immediately letting your body hit the bed, not even caring if the door wasn't closed behind you at all.
You knew you couldn't hide yourself from him yet you didn't want him to see you like this and even if he did, you'd be too exhausted to even explain everything to him.
.
.
.
"Oi, sleepyhead. It's nearly 3pm? How long do you plan on sleeping???"
Slowly cracking an eye open at the confused voice, you could make out a tuff of orange in your blurry vision. Forcing a voice out of your dry throat, you asked:
"Chuuya... Is that you?"
A scoff could be heard above you.
"Who else would it be? Your mom?"
Did he just crack a your mom joke at you? You weren't sure but what you were sure about is that his joke didn't quite match the expression on his face as you blinked the sleep away from your eyes.
"The hair length wouldn't be too far off." You joked yet the furrow between his eyebrows would only deepen. A frown was settling itself onto his face as he reached his hand out to put it against your forehead.
"Shit, doll... The hell happened to you? You look like someone that got interrogated a bit too hard."
"That's oddly specific." You stated as you raised an eyebrow at him yet it only worsened his frown....
Especially after he had noticed you flinch away from his touch.
"Forget what I asked. If you don't wanna tell me then fine but atleast let me help you. You can't expect me to ignore you like that. We've already talked about thi-"
"I know! I know, we've talked about this, okay?! I'm finally done with everything, with the exam, with my ex, I could breathe but I somehow can't?? Trying to enjoy life but noo, now I'm suddenly sick, great! Lovely! Couldn't be better! It just fucking sucks that everytimd you come back, it doesn't get better! And makes me feel like... "
You felt him gently lay his hand on top of yours, grasping it and beginning to let his thumb glide over the back of your hand back and forth.
"You better damn say that you feel like the best person on earth, okay?"
"Chuuya..." A whine accompanied your words at his, not even being in the slightest of moods to enjoy any encouraging words and yet it never failed to make your heart flutter.
You felt his hand tighten around yours.
"Just let me help you. You're sick, right? So I'll do everything I can to nurse you back to health. Tell me what you want and I'll give it to you. I'll make you forget about all of your worries, even that damned ex of yours! Honestly, forget about him already or... "
He averted his eyes from your face, seemingly contemplating about something before suddenly getting up, the warmth of his hand leaving immediately as he turned his back towards you and began to walk away.
"Chuuya?? What's wrong?"
Waving his hand at your question, he continued to walk.
"Nothing. Just sit on the bed and relax. I'll get you some tea and make you something to eat. Not gonna waste my thoughts on him, I'm better anyway."
His last words disappeared into the grumble under his breath as he went to the kitchen to whip up a nice soup.
Normally he would have ordered something, wanting to serve you only the best cooking in the world.
The only reason he had gotten into cooking more than normally at all, was only becauye of seeing your excited face whenever he'd make even the simplest dishes for you.
Your ex can't compete with that, can he?
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we all know that he'll try to pamper you in any way he can
Food? Gobble up 😋 Drinks? I mean if u insist...jk nah he aint letting us drink, hes not THAT irresponsible 😤
if you dont want to be touched bc you dont want him to get sick as well, you feel disgusting etc. Then dont worry about it, although he will def be sad about it, he'll respect your wishes bc you ars his nr. 1 priority and it would tske a LOT to change that for him
Also dont worry about ur ex anymore bc youve got a criminal as ur bf😊😊😊
Jk he wont hurt him or anything but you wont find anything about him on ur phone anymore 😀
And also wont find him anywhere near u bc ur bf made sure hes nowhere near u 😤
Not in heaven/hell but like another country or smth 🏃♀️
Maybe even yeeted ur ex there, who knows 💀💀💀💀
Im getting sidetracked as ALWAYS
Anyway when you are feeling a bit better and are okay with being touched then he'll be really gentle about it
Might even ask more than usual for permission bc he knows how sensitive someone can be when they're not feeling well and he doesnt want to overwhelm his partner!!
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You were sitting at the dinner table, sipping your freshly made tea as you continued to stare at your boyfriend, cooking lunch for the both of you.
It had been a week since he had come back home and he had made sure to stay at home, not wanting to let you stay at home alone any longer until he has successfully nursed you back to health.
You had asked him about work, but he would always brush it off with "Talked to my boss and said he's fine with it. Not like I would've let him give me a different answer anyway."
Now you were nearly completely comfortable with him taking care of you. Any other protest you'd make would be silenced by him anyway.
Either with words or actions.
Though the thought of actions would make you blush a bit....
He couldn't lie that feeling your gaze on his back, made it difficult for him to focus. Fingers twitching and cooking utensils sometimes about to slip out of his hand, catching him off guard everytime.
He knew you loved him and had made sure to tell him so. You'd always mention how pretty he is on the eyes and well, he'd rather be called handsome but if his love says so then who is he to refuse...
It did boost his ego up but he wouldn't say that outloud now, would he?
Taking a spoon from the drawer, he tasted the beef goulash.
He hummed at the savoury taste lingery on his tounge, satisfied with his creation.
"Is it good?" He heard you ask from the table, not being able to stop a grin from spreading on his lips.
"You'll be damn surprised on how good it is when you get a taste of this baby!"
Chuckling at his excitement, you stood up and made your way towards him.
His breath hitched as he felt you press yourself against him from behind, wrapping your arms around him.
"How did I get blessed with such a good housewife?" You joked as you pressed your lips onto his neck.
He realised how much he had missed your touch as his legs were about to give up underneath him, him gripping the counter to hold himself back.
He wasn't about to jump onto you like an animal, he didn't want to cause a rift between the happiness he was feeling that you finally felt comfortable enough with touching him.
"I-If that makes you happy, I guess... W-Wait no! Go set the table or something and let's just eat already!"
Holding in a giggle at seeing his red ears as he turned away from you, gently prying your hands off of him as he took out the plates and more.
"Alright, alright, wifey!" You told him as you helped him set the table.
Noticing your not yet empty cup on it, you dove for it, not wanting to hear his scolding you've had to endure for the past week...
Yet it always an endearing sight, his frown resembling a pout as he let your cup hover out of your reach and letting it land onto his hand.
"For real, Y/N? How many times do I have to tell you to finish your goddamn tea! Got you the best of the best! Great for your health and getting rid of any tiredness! And don't come at me complaining about the taste."
Stfiling a laugh at him standing there, furrowing his eyebrows at you, hand on his hip while the other held the cup.
And not forgetting the blue apron with printed on hearts adorning his front.
"But you know I don't like chamomile te-"
"Okay, nope. Not arguing with you. Finish the table and your tea, then we'll eat."
"But the food will get cold!"
Throwing a glare at you, you stifled a laugh as he tried to threaten you.
"Yeah, so? I can heat that up anyways but your tea will definitely be cold and I won't be heating that up for you! So drink it or no food for your cute ass."
Sighing, you dismissingly waved a hand at him yet sat down onto the table as the cup came floating back towards you.
Grimacing at the nearly cold tea, you took a glance at him, only to avert your eyes as he continued to watch you like a hawk.
You loved him like this but sometimes it would send a tiny shiver down your spine since it would often feel like your mom would be infront of you instead of him.
He watched you take the last gulp before his the corner of his lips turned up, watching you grimace at that last bit of tea settling down onto your tounge as he made his way towards you, a smirk plastered on his face.
"See, wasn't so bad now, doll?"
He put the pot onto the table before sitting himself down across from you, the apron still tied to him.
"Are you gonna eat with it too?" you asked as you pointed a finger at it, a bit of red adorning his face at your question while clearing his throat.
"You wear it to cook so you won't get dirty. So why shouldn't I wear it while we're eating too?! It was your gift to me anyway, so you can be happy that I'm using it."
You only flashed him a smile, making him grumble under his breath as he prepared a plate for you, the smell of the food making you nearly drool.
Damn, how you've missed finally having an appetite again.
Having given you your plate, he had made himself one as well.
About to eat, he noticed you staring at your food, a frown etched on your face.
"Is there something wrong with it? Smells and tastes good for me...." He drifted off as he heard you sniff, your eyesight a bit blurry as you felt a small lump in your throat.
Taking a look at his concerned face, yet staying silent for you as you continued to talk.
"I just can't thank you enough for this. For staying with me and doing your best to nurse me back from health. No apology could remedy the fact that I had been thinking of my ex while the literal light of my life was here and give me the love I don't deserve. I won't waste any thought for him, only think of you from now on and I won't let anything change that. I just-"
You hadn't noticed him getting up and walking towards you, only realising it when you caught whift of his scent next to you.
Slowly taking your hands into his and giving them a bit of a squeeze as he asked.
"Wanna hug you really bad right now. 's that okay?"
It only took a nod from you as you felt his arms around you and his lips on the crown of your head.
Breathing his scent in, you wrapped your arms around his waist, burying your face into his shirt.
He wasn't sure if his heart was squeezing from finally having you in his arms again or that you continued to doubt yourself even after everything he'd done for you.
But he was sure to make you see that his love for you was something more deserved than anything else.
"I know it's difficult but don't say that you don't deserve it and I sure as hell won't stop telling you that even if you'd stop one day. So don't worry your pretty head about anything and hell yeah about your ex! About time you get that bastard out of your life. You've got me, alright? And I'll show you that I'm enough."
"But you don't need to... You've already shown me enough by loving me."
You felt him tighten his grip around you, as he shifted a bit away from you, only to press his lips onto your forehead, a smile adorning his beautiful face.
"Then I'll show you even more of it until you can't get enough of me."
You felt him gently cup your face, tilting it so you'd gaze into his lovestruck eyes.
"So don't cry and enjoy your food because we've got a nice day ahead of us."
Were his final words before he pressed his lips onto yours, smiling into it even more as you felt the slight sweet tinge of his cherry chapstick on your lips.
Maybe I got a bit carried away bc I'd love a mommy chuuya take care of me 😭😭 give me a pic of him in an apron and i'll be sobbing for hours 🥲🥲🥲 not entirely proofread since i rly wanted to post smth bc its been days 💀💀
Hi, can I request? I'm actually doing an exam and yeah it almost finished but I didn't finished 100%. Can you do a scenario where the reader is overthinking about the exam that she submitted. When I didn't finished I was like overthinking that I'm useless, failed, worthless, etc. ( i did that because I thought I can upgrade this semester but turns out I'm failed.) Thankyou so much of you can write this thing for me! (Also can I get a cuddle from Chuuya 🥺🥺🥺)
"Exams are a hassle"
Summary: Exams have been stressing you out for weeks now so how does your boyfriend comfort you? (Chuuya x Reader)
Genre: plenty of fluff but also a bit depressing ^ anon request tells u why
Warnings: a bit of self loathing and sleep deprivation bc exams are the best booster for self confidence I FEEL U ANON
A/N: thank you for your request!! I hope this will somehow be able to lift you up 😩✋ you can do it, anon!! Soon you'll be done and then u can relax and enter bsd brainrot again. Also didnt proofread this bc im writing this in a car so the nausea is lowkey kicking in 😩😩 hope this doesnt seem rushed omggg
Nakahara Chuuya
our cheeto boy finally coming home after a normal day work
Like comepletely annihilating a mini terrorist organisation LMAO 🤡
he comes home to find yourself on the same spot and legit same position on the couch he has last seen you like FKING 12 HOURS AGO???
is instantly baffled and worried because??
"Are you seriously STILL preparing for your exam?? Don't you need a break??"
he immediately shuts himself up tho as he just sees the dark bags under your eyes and the red eyes and oh no :((
a sniffle follows as you bury ur face into your hands and this BOY IS JUMPING across the room to get to you
Jk but hes instantly by your side and cradling you in his arms
h-his light? the love of his life??? HATING HERSELF???? BC OF AN EXAM?????
u know what that means 🚓🚓🚓🚓🚓🚓
Jk no jail
Hes gonna come at you WITH FACTS THO 😤✋
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Exhaustion was weighting onto you like nothing else. Your eyes were hurting at this point from having to look at the same screen for weeks now, only taking breaks to go to the toilet or either drown yourself in energy drink or coffee.
Your boyfriend would often be absent because of his work and he'd support you as always. You saw the worries in his eyes and he would ask if you'd like his help or if there's anything he could do for you.
But you kept refusing him since he had already enough on his shoulders in your eyes. He was probably even more tired than you yet still managed to shine so brightly whenever he'd look at you with so much adoration in his eyes for you, no matter how horrible his day went.
You felt something bubbling up inside you.
"No... I can't deal with this right now." you tried to convince yourself as you tried to swallow the lump inside your throat.
You looked at the time on the screen of your PC, trying to see through the blur infront of your eyes.
3:47am
Fuck, you were tired. You just wanted to quit everything, cry yourself to sleep and finally be at peace but no. This shitty exam just had to be one of the most important events in your life and you really couldn't fuck this one up.
As you buried your face in your hands, you could faintly hear keys rustling outside the door.
No! I can't let him see me like this!
Yet your tears just wouldn't stop and soon enough you heard him enter.
"Hey, doll. What the hell, you're still awake? I told you to just go to sl-!"
You didn't want to answer him. No, you simply couldn't even if you wanted to.
Only mere seconds passed before you felt gloved hands grasp both of your hands.
"Sweetheart... Listen to me."
You merely shook your head as he watched your shoulders tremble.
Clicking his tounge, he lifted you up with ease, pulling a sudden yelp out of you.
"No, Chuuya. Please put me back, I have to g-"
"Y/N, just listen to me for one damn time."
How could you refuse him? When you could feel his warmth so close to you.
Yet your guilt was frankly consuming your whole being. You could hear it in his voice.
Was he angry? Annoyed?
Because of you?
You just wanted to get through this exam by yourself. How could you burden him when he had already enough on his own plate. He didn't need someome like you just adding more onto it.
"I'm sorry, Chuu..."
You felt him sit down onto the couch, the soft light of the screen illuminating the space.
"For what?" He whispered to you as he began to rub circles onto your back.
"It's just..."
A sigh escaped as you felt his hands grasp yours, finally letting him see you fully for the first time and yet the sight made your heart clench.
"No, none of that shit anymore, alright? If you want to rant about it then rant. If you want to cry about it then cry. But no way in hell can you expect me to sit back any longer. It already went on for long enough these past few weeks. You need a break, Y/N. "
There he was.
The love of your life, wearing his heart on his sleeve for you as he poured it out.
Always being honest with you and laying himself bare.
Its what made you fall in love with him but you couldn't deny that you envied that part of him too.
Yet he always managed to make it a part of you too with words alone.
"But I can't. I'm afraid, Chuuya. Afraid that I'll fail this. Because then what? I don't know what I'm supposed to do if the worst would happen. I just-!"
You couldn't see anything anymore. Eyes so blurry as you tried your best to look at him.
And he still managed to leave you breathless as he wiped your tears away, feeling as if you'd be looking at the sunrise itself.
Always giving the energy to let you see the next day.
"I just don't want to burden you. Anyone. Even myself. But what am I supposed to do? I feel so useless everytime I memorize something and I just keep forgetting it because I just don't want to fail. What should I just d-"
Soft lips met yours, a slight tinge of the cherry chapstick you had gifted him on your taste buds.
"You are not a burden, Y/N. Not to anyone, you or even me. I meant if for every time when I asked if I could help. Yet you would always tell me you'd want to do this yourself and if my girlfriend wants to do that then why shouldn't I let her? But everyone has their limit and you need to understand that. I know you've been crying yourself to sleep these past few weeks and I hated myself for letting something like this happen. "
He let his lips linger on your right cheek.
"It's okay to be afraid."
Linger on your left.
"It's okay to cry.
Linger on your forehead.
"But the last thing I'd let you do..."
And lastly return back to your lips.
"Is you feeling like a burden. Feeling useless and everything that comes with it because you are none of that."
You gently took his face into your hands, letting your shaken eyes gaze into his firm ones.
"But what if I fail?"
"You won't. I know you can do it. I've seen how you are, Y/N. Hell you're one of the strongest people I know. You'll stand up for what's righr. Every time I come battered, bruised and everything else, you'd always be there to comfort me, tend to my wounds, even feed me when you have to. Your presence alone would make the weight vanish on my shoulders, yet you always carry it without any complaints. So let me do the same to you and help you. "
You tightly wrapped your arms around him, burying your face into his shoulder.
"But it's just an ex-"
"You better not fucking tell me that its JUST an exam. I'm not listening to any of that for tonight."
You felt his lips stretch into a smile as he buried his face into the crook of neck.
"Let's just go to bed and I'll help you rehearse everything, okay"
"Are you sure about that? Is your patience gonna hold out long enough?"
You let out an "acK!" as he suddenly tightened his arms around you.
"Don't underestimate me, doll. You've seen what I can do so rehearsing for a puny exam won't be a challenge at all. So let's-!"
He lifted the both of you up with his ability, floating towards your bedroom.
"-just sleep already because we both deserve it after tonight, alright?"
You couldn't help but chuckle at his sudden silliness.
"Oi, what are you laughing at"
"No, nothing. Just appreciating my boyfriend, his handy power and the love he'd always give me."
"D-Don't be so sappy. Rest and save that energy for tomorrow."
"Hmm, oh well. But I still wanna say that I love you though."
"Out of nowhere... but I love you too. Always will."
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Anyway yall rehearse that shit together and ur boy being the one to take breaks bc bro wtf have u been learning???? This some science level shit?? But he gives u snacks, cuddles, support and everything you need
bro's gonna pamper you as soon as you finally had ur exam and you gotta restrain him from showering you with gifts bc of how happy he is
HIS future wife deserves the best after all 😤😤😤✋✋✋✋
if u tell him that he doesnt need to buy you so much and that you'd be happy with him just being there then oh...
dont expect him to hold back after being so cute 🤡 especially after yall havent done anything for weeks probably so time to catch up 🏃♀️🏃♀️🏃♀️🏃♀️
Hey, can I get Chuuya x Reader? The reader is female and has some girl thing, u know (period). I started my period, and I think it's the worse period I have ever had this time because my college and organization are stressing me out :(
I need to rest sometime, y'know?!
pairing: Chuuya x Reader
genre: comfort, fluff
cw/tw: none (period cramp maybe)
summary: you have some problems that also collide with your period cramps, making you lose motivation to do.
Note: I hope you feel better soon, and thank you for requesting the first anonymous. I also experienced the same thing. So let me write that so that you can feel better :)
BSD Masterlist
The period just started, and today was day three of your killing. You admitted that day two and three was the worst pain, according to people. So now, you were lying without no motivation today. Your college was killing you, with homework and exams you had to finish. Not only that, but your organization was calling you to do this and do that.
"Fuck you, period!" you cursed. "Why do I, as a female, suffer this and male don't!"
Moody, as always, since the period was like a drug controlling your entire body. Yet, you still dare to chat with your organization friend about your work. But after that, you lie down again, but this time in the bean bag that Chuuya bought for both of you to relax.
"Baby, I'm home," a man called your pet name. "Where are you, hon?"
As Chuuya walked into the place, he found you lying on the stuff with your pouted face. Well, he wasn't stupid; you also told him that you have some period. A few days ago, you were busy finding your favorite shabby sheets. This confused him because as much as Koyo taught him, he never knew this.
"What was that for?"
"Uhm, sorry for putting the shabby sheet on your bed," you scratch your head nervously. "But it's for preventing me from making a mess in your bed."
"Mess?"
"You know," you shyly said. "B-Blood."
After that, Chuuya understood what you were struggling with right now. He also understood that you didn't like to use tampons, but you enjoyed using pads. And another thing, last night he caught your sleeping at 3 AM, overthinking about your college.
"Babe, c'mon," he said, brushing your shoulder to give you a sign. "You need to rest. You can think and do about it tomorrow. For now, let's get you to sleep, yeah?."
And, of course, you complied with his request, which ended today. Chuuya let you sleep until 11 AM because he knew you needed a good nap. The good thing was that you don't have a class today too.
"Hey," he walked to your side. "Did you take a good sleep?"
"Maybe."
Then you tried to get up from the bean bag as you groaned.
"Do you need help?"
"No, Chuuya," you pushed him away. "I can do it by myself."
Chuuya didn't push you further and instead observed you from afar. He saw that you looked like a sloth, very different from your usual self. The moment he saw you try to work again was when he lectured at you like a mom.
"Y/N, can you please stop for one day?" he said. "You can just think about your college and organization, but you also need to think about your body."
"Chuuya, can you just please not be a mom for once?!"
"What the hell are you shouting at me?!" Chuuya snapped. "I was only trying to help you!"
You feel guilty, and so you hide your face from him. "I-I'm so sorry, everything is so hard for me."
"Y/N, take a rest for once," Chuuya said. "I'll take you everywhere. Just say the word: the park, the museum, the library, whatever. I just want to spend time with you so you won't be burned out with your college thingy.
And then, you broke down by crying at his words for you. Last month, you remember that you had this period colliding with some stuff too. However, you felt so overwhelmed, but no one was there to support you. You know that your people were busy doing their stuff instead listening to your problem.
"Babe, what's wrong?" Chuuya quickly rushed to your side as he held your body. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have snapped at you!"
"No, no, no," you said as you cried. "I just remembered last year."
"What about it?"
"Last year, I had nobody to care for me," you said as you wiped your tears away. "I was in no good condition, yet I had to fight my way even though I need someone to lean on.
So you tried to explain to him what was happening with your life. Your college, your friend, your organization, your life, and also your pain has collided at the same. And that results in you having a mental breakdown right now telling that you don't deserve this beautiful life too.
"Baby..." he hugged you tightly.
"I was the one who should say I'm sorry for snapping at you because of my mood swing."
"Hmm, you don't need to apologize," Chuuya said as he put his head on his head. "I know what's going on. Anyway baby, I know what we should do to make you feel motivated."
"You do?"
"Yeah, let's have our time together," Chuuya said as he saw you smile a bit. "Eat ice cream together as we cuddle and watch a funny movie that will cher you up, alright baby?"
You nodded happily as he kissed your cheeks.
NOTE AGAIN: I hope you like it, and I am also not in a good situation right now. But let's fight this pain together; you are not alone :)
Anyways, I really wish I had a boyfriend like Chuuya :')
can I request chuuya and dazai with an s/o who usually loves drawing but is really unmotivated atm? thank you!
C/n: awww. Thanks for requesting and I hope that you enjoy🤍
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HCs on Dazai & Chuuya With an Artist s/o Who’s Unmotivated.
Dazai:
He loves your art. The way you draw just makes his jaw drop.
Recently he has seen your desk untouched and you haven’t even posted or showed him any art. So he decided to ask you about it.
“Belladonna.” He calls you and you look at him from the couch. “Yeah?”
“Why haven’t you been drawing lately?”
Your eyes widen slightly. How did he know? You get up from the couch and scratch your head.
“I just haven’t been motivated lately. My brain just shuts down whenever I sit there and it just becomes hard to think of anything.” You sigh and put your face in your hands.
Dazai tilts his head as he looks at you. He walks up and sits in front of you.
“Let’s go.” He takes your hands and pulls you outside.
Dazai ended up taking you to the park and the day was just perfect. The sky was partly cloudy and the sun was shining beautifully.
You only left when sundown hit and the whole vibe of the park made you want to draw.
You smile as Dazai held your hand to take you back home. He always knew how to help you.
You gave him the picture as a thank you.
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Chuuya:
Don’t say anything, but Chuuya has a special file with all of the pieces you drew for him. If you asked him to pick his favorite, he’ll shove the file at you and say “that one”
Lately you haven’t been drawing. And he hated it.
He liked seeing your brows furrow in concentration and you shouting from your desk to ask him for a cup of tea.
Chuuya decided to ask you about it while you were laying on your shared bed.
“I just...haven’t found on motivation lately. My whole mind is blank and to just pick up a pen right now feels wrong.” You say as you hold your pillow.
Chuuya nods as he begins to think.
“Hey. Can you do me a favor?” He asks and you nod.
“I really want to get a hat custom made but they need a picture. I just can’t seem to draw it.” He scratches his head and he sees you lean forward.
“Describe it.”
He begins to describe it and he sees your hands start to move a bit. A thing you did when you needed to draw whatever was on your mind. He first saw that when he met you.
“Anyway I’m going to make some tea. Want some?” You nod and he leaves the room.
Later that evening, you showed him the picture and it was exactly how he described it.
It was a start. And it did gave you some motivation.
I made this meme while I was in class as my friend was also doing it. In the end, we both laugh at our work that we realize our meme turns out to be funny 😭😂😭
