Pseu~ i'm here for the very last request as well as wishing you good luck on what you've planned for the future 🥺💜💞
As it turns out, your last Dazai kinkcanons has awakened something inside me so if i may ask, would you write something around Dazai and creampies if you're up for it? 😳 one with a soft romantic feelings, if you will (i'm sorry that i have a tender love-making session with Dazai brainrot) it doesn't help that i absolutely LOVE your Dazai 🤧
And as always thank you so much in advance, you're much too generous 💜
:} 💜 Always!!! This sounds so good. I was really sad when I thought that filling this request might miss you or make you blue, so I am very very happy you are planning to stick around (and even publishing more of your own stuff!). You are the sweetest and I hope you will enjoy this! I tried to make it very tender but definitely touch on the requested 💦.
(Requests are closed, readers, but there are a lot more going up in July! Feel free to follow along to see them all, or just check in from time to time. A masterlist will go up when they are all complete.)
The rain is a roar. It is relentless against the windows of the mansion and any moment she expects to hear thunder-- what storm has so much rain and no lightning?-- but so far it has only been darkened sky and so much rain.
Dazai was already in a mood before the clouds rolled in, so it’s no surprise they run to his room together and shut the door behind them and pull open the drapes to cast everything in muted, stormy light. He looks like a painting made real when his mouth curves into that smile of his. It is handsome and charmingly ornithic and nearly unbearably soft, so dear to her she has her wrists up behind his neck before she even thinks about it.
“We can’t go outside like this,” she murmurs. His smile becomes a grin.
“I don’t see what’s stopping us.”
“It’s storming,” she tells him. She winces when she realized how much she sounded like Sebastian just then.
He turns his face to the window and silently feigns surprise.
“So you see, we’ll have to stay right here,” she whispers, stepping the little bit closer that she can.
“Where is your sense of adventure, Toshiko-san?” He emphasizes the name like it makes his absurdity more meaningful, and though she can’t put her finger on why, it does make it ring more true.
She doesn’t have an answer, so she just kisses him.
He’s receptive as always, beautifully so-- it’s not even the time of a breath before one of his hands is behind her back, pushing her closer.
“Shall I find it?” he asks against her mouth.
She does have an answer, but she just kisses him again anyway.
There’s no rush, no place they need to be. So there was time to take things slowly and savor the endless rainfall. No wonder he used it to stroke her arm through her blouse until she was warm enough to sweat despite the coolness of the house. The fabric had no choice but to cling to her back as he circled her like the gentlest predator, more injured than a bird fallen from a nest, more dangerous than the osprey swooping to get it.
But they are really well past the point where he is a threat to her. Dazai is just a threat in general. His touches have wound her up, yes, but that’s fun for them.
He stops behind her and softly says, “I don’t think you need these anymore” as his hands come around her body, some fingers finding a part between buttons, some slipping under the waistband of her skirt. “I really think you don’t, if you want to be adventurous,” he adds. He pulls her body back to him so firmly she can’t miss his hardness. But he’s Dazai, so it’s no surprise that he rolls it against her anyway.
The way he rarely lets her see him naked is one of the biggest clues that he’s not as much a hedonist as their housemates may think. But he is naked now, skin against hers on his bed while the rain makes sheets against the window. She’s on her back and wishes she wasn’t, she wants to wrap herself around him. But he’s slipping and arm under one of her knees and suddenly she is perfectly content where she is.
Once he’s inside her, a quiet indrawn hiss later, he picks up her other knee, too, and starts to make intense but sweet love to her, and it is a kind of adventure-- the light is dim, but it’s still daylight, and he’s letting her see him.
She moans his name and he hisses in another breath, like she’s stung him.
“Feel,” he insists. “Stop thinking. Or just-- think of me.”
She’s only able to say “of course,” a few minutes after that, because right after he tells her to think of him he pulls her up and closer by her legs and starts fucking into her a little less sweetly. Just for a few strokes, but he makes them count.
Then he’s back to himself, and his elbows are safe shelves for her knees to be held in while he rolls into her like the ocean itself, formed by so many rainstorms like the one outside. His control makes her feel full, makes her shake each time he nearly pulls out, desperate to keep him inside, desperate to let him keep going. He makes it feel so good, he can be sharp but today he is slow, sweet. Hypnotic.
He takes care to grind against her every time he’s inside, and somehow this capricious man has perfected that steady, constant touch. He gets her close and guides her legs around his back, not changing his rhythm one bit. There’s little wonder in the marvel of that. The world bends to Dazai in surprising ways.
“Breathe for me,” he reminds her when he leans forward. She can’t believe he’s going to get so close when there’s nothing to separate them-- they are both completely naked, and the light lets them see each other. The rain is still loud, but not loud enough to drown out her moan as she reaches for him, puts her wrists behind his neck again, and pulls him down for a kiss.
She leaves him room to escape, but he doesn’t take it. The intimacy of all this makes her tremble for him.
“So adventurous,” he whispers against her mouth, just before she cries out. His soft groan is on the heels of her sound, and his hands are slipping behind her head to bring her back for more kisses. He gently puts so much warmth into her she forgets the rainy day’s chill for several long moments and just clings to him and brings her hips up to meet him.
Dazai slows but does not stop rolling his hips. It makes for a dribbly mess escaping her, messy on his bed, but she knows he’ll just whisper now now, adventure at her if she says anything. So she kisses him instead, and relishes every soft, passionate press of his mouth and the way the touches mirror what his body is doing. God, he feels good. his beautiful body is so warm and strong it makes her throat feels like there is a bruise in it. She’s not unhappy at all, but she wants to sob for some reason.
He eases himself back, not fully off of her but far enough that they can look at one another. She slides her fingers down his beautiful neck, slips them through the sweat on his chest. He is so incredibly beautiful, and she somehow manages to tell him so without bursting into tears.
There are suddenly an osprey’s wary eyes looking down at her, their intense and vibrant gold not missing a single flutter of her eyelids. When she dares to whisper his name again, careful to be tender with the word, the gold narrows... and then he smiles. He returns to their kissing and rolls his hips once more.
Yes!! The one with Dazai on the window ahaha thank you so much for letting me request again 😆 if it's not too much to ask, i want to humbly request a dazai again 😂 just dazai but he's tying his hair back into a little ponytail! I hope this doesn't sound like a weird request haha please take your time with it and thank you very much! 💜💜
Lolol it wasn’t weird dw you can request as much as you like! ngl Dazai looks hawt in pony tail 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Hope you like it!
Hello, Faa! This might be a little too specific but could i possibly request for you to take care and stay hydrated at all times? 😤
No but seriously, i wish you a very good luck on fulfilling the requests sent your way 💜
SARA, YOU ABSOLUTE GOOD BEING! 💕💕💕 This request is so easy and considerate, I’m already working through it ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ I hope you’re doing your absolute best too, in staying hydrated in this heat and being surrounded by 🔥🔥🔥 ikemen. Thank you so much for thinking of me 💕
I don't have a hc and i was thinking really hard just so i can send one your way 😂 but consider this; dazai always made sure he had an apple everyday to give to isaac, to the point he plant an apple tree in the mansion's garden so he didn't have to go buy it in town everyday
Also i'm sorry that you haven't been feeling well, i hope you feel better soon! 💜
Thank you my dear, I am feeling much more cheery today 💕💗🥰
And omg?? Yes, like imagine that Dazai keeps it a secret and Isaac just sees him disappearing into the garden (so he eyes him with great suspicion), but when he stumbles across it he just stops and is like
No
(I’m cheered up but you can still send me your ikemen headcanons)
Hiiiii @dazaiswindow (°◡°♡)
Thank you for your ask! My my, those are tricky but they have really positive vibes, thank you for choosing them ^^
4. What defines your artistic style?
I find it strangely hard to define my own style - like I know how I want it to be, but I don’t know how it really is now? If that makes sense haha. I’d say I draw in an anime inspired artstyle but I try to add a bit of realism and representation in it (detailed-ish anatomy, inclusive elements like stretchmarks...). I use a bit more soft/muted colors now, and I like to bring melancholical, whimsical and sometimes spicy notes to my pieces. I focus mainly on humans / human interactions and I have a thing for drawing pwetty 2D men haha.
10. What do you like most about your art?
The pwetty 2D men haha I know it’s still a big work in progress but I am particularly happy with how I have been improving my anatomy lately and added more and more diversity and inclusivity (I am trying to avoid the same face/same body type syndrome... slowly getting there). I also like the “eerie”, whimsical feeling I am putting on my original pieces in particular - it’s still faint in some illustrations but I am getting there and I hope this will be my trademark one day ^^
14. What do you like drawing the most?
People and men/male presenting NB characters in particular (used to dislike drawing them. I also used to dislike pink. Funny how things change haha).
💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome 💌💖
Ahh Sara thank youuu 🥺 this was so lovely to open tumblr and see! Please know I’m gonna be plopping this straight back into your inbox (but please don’t feel obligated to answer)!
I’m good! I started a request earlier today but I couldn’t get it to flow well so I had to stop :( overall I’m getting ahead on some schoolwork rn so I feel pretty good! What about you?
Hi! It's me the fellow ahgase, i can't reply to you on that post for some reason so i went here :D i love jinyoung too! Well i love everyone but i am a complete SIMP for mark! Oh and i read your jackson fic and i love it! 😳
Hello @dazaiswindow!
Sorry Tumblr was being weird (as usual LOL), but thanks so much for dropping me this line in my Ask box! So glad to find a fellow ahgase here! You’re totally right though, I love all the boys (they have such great chemistry with each other), and I’m thrilled you enjoyed my Jackson fic 😂💖, thank you, thank you!
Please accept some finger hearts from both Mark and Jinyoung! 😆🥰
