Apr 12, 2024
Akuda, the wheelchair-bound stag beetle villain from Fuun Lion Maru
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Akuda, the wheelchair-bound stag beetle villain from Fuun Lion Maru
Levi in the new manga+translations cred to @
My son…
Other attempts with ears, one a bit more... risqueé
i’ll keep drawing him until i feel comfortable with the anatomy.
spoiler: i still don’t
could i have a fanfic with dazai tickling akutagawa?? maybe to cheer him up or whatever you want? sorry for bothering you, but you're seriously the only one who writes good bsd fanfics ;;
OMG, you’re so precious, Anoncakes. I really appreciate your words. You’re too kind to me. I literally cried, okay? So thank you so much ♥♥But! Also Ginny (@otomiya-tickles), has bsd fics too! You should check them out~Anyways, here it is. Omg it was so hard because I was trying to inspire myself reading stuff but fuck, there’s only angst for these too! So here it is… I didn’t know if you wanted them in a romantic relationship? So I indulged myself and did this~ hope it is okay.
WARNINGS: This is very long. Help. I’m sorry.
He wasn’t expecting less when he stepped inside the lobby of the Agency, but still, it hurt. Even with Dazai bragging around about how he had convinced Akutagawa to join them, noone seemed happy to have him there. Just Atsushi, who desperately tried to welcome him and lighten up the mood, sweating and squeaking and stuttering. Akutagawa felt almost sorry for him. Almost. He was actually too busy feeling sorry for himself.
Each and every of his movements made everyone flinch and prepare to attack in case Akuragawa thinks it is a nice idea to kill them all. He leans more into Dazai, instead, listening to his explanations almost fully. Almost.
Even Dazai felt bad for Akutagawa, and how could he not, he was now in a relationship with him, after all. Akutagawa’s pain was his own pain, now. He feels the daggers of his co-workers’ eyes stabbing him in the back, he feels the weight of the world upon his shoulders, and a rope wrapping around his neck, choking him.
“Atsushi-kun!”
“Y-YES!”, Seriously, can’t you be a little more discret? Dazai could hear a little growl coming from Akutagawa’s throat. He almost giggled. Almost, because Atsushi was basically on top of them. “DO YOU NEED SOMETHING?!”
“Yes, stop screaming, tiger”, that actually earned a few chuckles from Tanizaki, who was placing some paperwork on Dazai’s desk. Dazai looked at Akutagawa by the corner of his eye, his heart almost melting when he saw the light blush spreading out all over his white cheeks, a warm smile tugging the corners of Dazai’s mouth.
Who would think he’d see Akutagawa Ryūnosuke blushing like that? That is breathtaking and he felt the rope loosing up a little bit, letting him breath better. Just a little. A tiny little… not at all.
“Atsushi-kun, I’m tired, could you help Akutagawa with this?”, Atsushi flnched just as much as Akutagawa did. Both of them looking up at Dazai with pleading eyes.
“Take care of your own subordinates, Dazai”, Kunikida said in a cold tone, his arms crossed above his chest with his Ideal hanging in his hand; Dazai thought about tease his model-like pose, but by the glare on his eyes, he knew Kunikida was dead serious.
“We know Akutagawa is now a member, much to everyone’s concern, and since you two have been working together longer, you’re the one who should take care of him until we’re sure he’s not going to jump on us and tear our throat apart”.
Dazai felt his mouth dry, his hands were shaking a little inside of his pockets, his eyes never leaving Kunikida’s. How dare him say such words. In front of everyone…
“Jeez, so tense”, all heads turned to look at Tanizaki, he was leaning on Dazai’s desk, almost hovering over Akutagawa, who shyly leaned back against the back of the chair. “Coffee, Akutagawa?”, the latter widened his eyes, studying Tanizaki.
“M- uh- pl-please?”, Tanizaki nodded, walking to the door.
“Me too, please!”, Dazai and Kunikida yelled, sitting on their place yet again. As if anything had happened. Even though, Akutagawa knows it happened.
Akutagawa entered into the tiny apartment without turning the lights on. Dazai right behind, closing the door behind him and turning on the lights just in time to see Akutagawa collapse into the bed, tiredly. Almost begging to the matress to, actually, swallow him alive.
“Change your clothes. I don’t want to sleep with that coat of yours”.
“No”, Dazai tensed listening the coldness on Akutagawa’s voice, as he slides himself into pajamas clothes.
“Then take off your shoes, you’re going to mess up the blankets”. Akutagawa kicked his shoes off and curled on himself, his face almost buried in between his knees. Dazai sighed silently, taking his place on the bed, facing Akutagawa’s back.
He reached out his hand, placing it in the middle of Akutagawa’s back, the latter flinched, but relaxed under the touch when Dazai started moving his hand up and down smoothly, soothingly.
“Are you sad?”, Dazai whispered.
“… I’m not exactly happy”, always trying to act strong.
“Is it because what happened today?”, Akutagawa didn’t answered, but Dazai was surprised when he saw his head nodding. “Do you want to get out of the Agency?”, once again he didn’t answered, but he shook his head no, much to Dazai’s surprise.
“Y'know-”, Dazai cleared his throat. “ It’s- it’s not like they hate you or somethi-”, Akutagawa snorted. “They’re just being… cautious about this whole situation”, Akutagawa kept quiet and Dazai knew he was listening to him. “In a few days they’ll loosen up around you, besides, Tanizaki was really friendly with you”, he felt Akutagawa’s body shifting shyly. “Don’t worry about them, you just gotta do your work and be nice”.
Akutagawa didn’t answered, so Dazai decides to keep rubbing his back; his long fingers stroking up his spine, in between his shoulder blades and down to his lower back.
Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. Not there…
“D-Dahahazai”, Dazai almost flinched, hearing that sound coming from Akutagawa’s mouth. The room was filled with silent.
“Ryūnosuke-”
“No. Dohohon’t!”, Dazai grabbed Akutagawa’s arm, tugging him until he was laying on his back, he kept him in place as his hand started to creep through his coat and under his shirt, his fingers wiggling above the soft skin in the curve of Akutagawa’s waist. The reaction was priceless. “Dahahazai! Nohoho!”.
A stream of glorious and childish giggles bubbled out of Akutagawa Ryūnosuke’s mouth. His body jerking away from the intruding hand and his legs kicking a little. Dazai eyed Akutagawa’s free hand, expecting him to fight back, but instead, Akutagawa coverd his eyes and part of his blushing cheeks. Adorable.
“Is this real world? Are you actually giggling?”, Dazai asked as he starts to squeeze up and down Akutagawa’s sides, making him squeak and jolt.
“R-Rahahash-”
“You know that that’s not gonna work, don’t you?”, he teased. “Oh?”, he quickly got distracted on this spot right under Akutagawa’s ribs that made him jump the most; in less than three seconds he was laughing nearly hysterically.
“Nahahat thehehere!”, Akutagawa quicked and squirmed under the touch, his body begging him to escape, but this weird (pleasent) warm sensation keeps spreading all over his chest and down his stomach. Especially when Dazai lifted his arm above his head and started to drill his thumb right in the center of his underarm. Akutagawa howled, throwing his head back and curving his spine.
“God, you’re this ticklish and I didn’t know?!”, Akutagawa shook with loud laughter, his body too weak to squirm away, his free hand pawing at Dazai’s hand, but it was useless.
“PLEHEASE!”, Dazai didn’t want to stop. Not at all. This was probably the first time he sees Akutagawa laughing this much. And Akutagawa laughing is beautiful: eyes squeezed shut, nose scrunching up in the most adorable way, his mouth was open in a massive smile, so bright and happy and that’s totally a dimple in his right cheek.
And his laughter, seriously, there’s no words to describe his laughter, so he would not try to explain that sound, not even to himself because there’s no beautiful sound in the world that could be compared to Akutagawa’s laughter.
“Okay, I’ll stop, your face is too red”, he let go of Akutagawa’s arm, but he kept it up there, too tired to pull it down. “Oh, you want more?”, Akutagawa let out a honest-to-God squeak, shaking his head.
“No mohohore!”, Dazai chuckled and let himself fall on top of Akutagawa, he whined. “Too heavy”, that earnt him a squeeze on each side, he barked out a laugh.
“Too ticklish”, Akutagawa rolled his eyes, but then closed them when he felt Dazai’s nose nuzzling his cheek. “Everything’s going to be okay”, he kissed his nose and all the way down to his lips,
Akutagawa welcomed him with a soft sigh and his arms instinctively wrap around Dazai’s neck… he whined when Dazai wiggled his finger over his sides again.
They giggled into each other’s mouths, drinking their giggles and getting drunk with their scent.
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