#jouno x reader

[chericos]

men who are so sentimental and sappy it's PAINFUL

You’d always dreamed of your wedding—the venue, the bouquet, and, of course, your first dance.

you grew up watching your parents fall deeper in love with each passing year. spent days watching back through old family CDs of their wedding. of their first dance.

the video was practically worn out from the countless times you’d replayed it, watching their first dance over and over. you've practically ingrained it in your brain. every step, spin, dip, rhythm, the look of pure unbridled unadulterated love, that they shared between them. it was burned into your memory.

and naturally, you imagined yourself in their place. your arms wrapped around the person you'd spend the rest of your life with. your love. so when you met him. the man you couldn't envision a life without, you mentioned it. only once, in passing. and you never brought it up or thought about it again further down the line with planning.

so imagine the shock on your face, the venue packed with friends and family when the first notes of their song began to play.

he took your hand, his grip steady and warm, guiding you into the first step. for a moment, you hesitated, the familiarity of it overwhelming. but then he smiled, that soft, knowing smile that told you everything without a single word, and you let him lead.

the steps were the same. every turn, each twirl, the way he dipped you so perfectly, as though he’d practiced it for months (spoiler: he did). and you realized, as the music played on, this wasn’t just a dance—it was the dance.

when the song ended, you stood still, holding onto him tightly. “you’re unbelievable,” you said, your voice shaky.

“no,” he whispered, pressing his forehead to yours. “I just love you.”

LEVI, ARMIN, NANAMI, SUGURU, CHOSO, AIZAWA, SHOTO, IZUKU, VANDER, JOUNO, KUNIKIDA, CHŪYA, NOÉ, KYŌJURŌ, ROY, AKI, AKAASHI, SUGAWARA, + your faves

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[osamuslvt]

DAY 5 OF FLUFFENTINE

borrowed jacket ft: dazai, chuuya, ranpo, akutagawa, kunikida, atsushi, fukuzawa, fyodor, nikolai, sigma, jouno, tetcho wc: 1.3k

OSAMU DAZAI જ⁀➴

The wind bites at your cheeks as you pull your borrowed jacket tighter. Dazai had insisted you take it after you shivered for the third time on the patrol.

“You look… adorable,” he murmurs, hands tucked in his own pockets, eyes hidden under his hat.

“Adorable?” you snort, adjusting the oversized sleeves that swallow your hands.

“Yeah,” he says, stepping closer. “Like someone I need to keep warm.”

You glance at him, heart skipping, and he smirks. “Don’t get used to this,” he says, but his voice softens. “I like seeing you like this.”

Even with the wind whipping around you, and the chill in the streets, the jacket feels warmer than ever—because it’s Dazai’s.

CHUUYA NAKAHARA જ⁀➴

You hadn’t meant to grab Chuuya’s coat, but it’s cold tonight, and the sleeves reach past your fingers. He notices immediately, a frown flickering across his face.

“You’re wearing my coat?” His tone is accusatory, but there’s a softness in his eyes.

“Cold,” you shrug, zipping it up.

Chuuya exhales, walking closer. “Tch. Can’t argue with that.” He drapes his scarf over his neck, eyes lingering on you.

“You look… good in it,” he admits quietly. “Even if it’s huge on you.”

You blush under his gaze. The oversized sleeves brush your hands as you move, and Chuuya can’t help but hold your shoulder lightly. “Don’t catch a cold, alright?” he murmurs, and you know he means more than just the chill.

RANPO EDOGAWA જ⁀➴

The jacket is far too big for you, sleeves sliding over your hands as you tug it tighter against the cold Yokohama air. Ranpo watches, head tilted, his trademark smug grin in place.

“You know,” he says, adjusting his hat, “you look very… competent. Even in that oversized coat.”

“Competent?” you echo, glancing down at yourself.

“Yeah,” he says, leaning casually against the wall. “You’re ready for a night patrol… and you look adorable doing it.”

You feel heat rise to your cheeks as he smirks knowingly. “Ranpo…”

“I said competent,” he teases, stepping closer. “But if you insist on blushing like that, I might have to… keep you warm myself.”

The wind swirls around you, but somehow, wrapped in his jacket—and his gaze—you feel perfectly safe.

RYUNOSUKE AKUTAGAWA જ⁀➴

The sleeves swallow your hands, the collar brushing your cheeks, and for a moment, you almost forget the cold.

Akutagawa stands silently beside you, hands in his coat pockets, eyes scanning the streets. Then he notices the jacket.

“You’re wearing it,” he states flatly, though there’s a faint edge of something… softer, hidden in his voice.

“Yes,” you murmur. “It’s cold.”

He steps closer, hands brushing yours as he adjusts the collar so it fits snugly. “…Don’t get sick,” he says, voice low, almost shy.

Your heart skips. “I won’t,” you whisper.

For once, the usual tension in his shoulders eases. Standing together, the jacket between you, the cold seems irrelevant. He might never admit it outright—but this gesture, his concern… it’s all the warmth you need tonight.

DOPPO KUNIKIDA જ⁀➴

You try to walk fast to keep warm, but the oversized coat Kunikida lent you drags slightly behind your stride.

“Slow down,” he chides, adjusting the zipper. “You’ll catch a cold. And then we’d have paperwork.”

“I’m fine,” you reply, tugging at the sleeves.

“Don’t argue,” he says, stepping closer. He tilts your chin up with a careful hand. “You’re not fine if you’re shivering.”

You catch his eye, feeling the firmness behind his words. “Thank you,” you murmur.

Kunikida nods, stepping back slightly. “Just… stay warm. That’s an order, and I don’t tolerate excuses.”

Wrapped in his coat, you can’t help but feel how much he truly cares—organized, strict, but utterly yours tonight.

ATSUSHI NAKAJIMA જ⁀➴

The night air is sharper than usual, and the borrowed coat swallows you completely. Atsushi notices immediately, frowning softly.

“You look… small in that,” he says, but his voice is gentle.

“It’s big,” you admit, zipping it up fully.

“I thought it might keep you warm,” he says, stepping closer. “Yokohama nights are cold. I don’t want you getting sick.”

You glance at him, heart fluttering. “Thanks…”

He smiles softly, fingers brushing your arm as he adjusts the jacket so it fits better around your shoulders. “I just… want you to be safe,” he murmurs, and you realize the jacket isn’t the only thing keeping you warm tonight.

FUKUZAWA YUKICHI જ⁀➴

The borrowed coat feels surprisingly heavy, but the warmth is welcome against the chill of the evening. Fukuzawa watches you adjust it, expression calm but eyes attentive.

“You’re wearing my coat,” he observes, voice quiet.

“Yes,” you murmur, trying to zip it fully.

He steps closer, hands briefly brushing the fabric to smooth it over your shoulders. “It suits you,” he says. “Better than I expected.”

You blink. “Really?”

“Really,” he replies, tone steady. “Keep it on. Don’t catch a cold on my watch.”

Standing beside him, chest to chest just slightly, the wind seems insignificant. The coat is warm, yes—but the quiet attention, the unspoken concern in his voice, is warmer still.

FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY જ⁀➴

The coat hangs loosely around you, sleeves too long and fabric soft against your fingers. Fyodor tilts his head, a faint smile curving his lips.

“You borrowed it,” he states simply.

“Yes,” you answer. “It’s cold.”

“Indeed,” he murmurs, stepping closer. His hands hover for a moment before lightly adjusting the collar so it sits more comfortably around your neck. “…You mustn’t catch a cold. That would be… inconvenient.”

You laugh softly. “Inconvenient for you?”

He regards you thoughtfully. “…For both of us,” he admits. The coat isn’t the only thing shielding you tonight—the care behind it is subtle, precise, and entirely Fyodor.

NIKOLAI GOGOL જ⁀➴

The sleeves are almost comically long, but Nikolai doesn’t seem to mind. He grins, hands on his hips.

“You look like a little hero in my coat,” he teases, tilting his head.

“I feel like a walking marshmallow,” you reply, pulling the oversized sleeves down.

“Nonsense! Marshmallows are soft and sweet,” he says, leaning closer. “Just like my favorite person.”

Your heart skips. He adjusts the coat around your shoulders dramatically, as if preparing for a theatrical photo. “There. Perfect! Now you are protected… by me!”

And standing in the middle of the cold Yokohama street, you realize you’re warmed far more by him than by the coat.

SIGMA જ⁀➴

The borrowed coat is stiff in the shoulders but comfortable against the cold. Sigma’s eyes soften as he notices how it drapes over you.

“You shouldn’t be shivering,” he says quietly.

“I’m fine,” you murmur.

He steps closer, sliding a hand to adjust the collar over your shoulders. “You’re not fine if you’re cold,” he insists, voice gentle but firm. “…And I prefer you warm.”

You glance up at him, heart fluttering. The coat may cover you, but his attention, his care, feels like armor. Against the night, the wind, and everything else, you feel safe—because he is here.

SAIGIKU JOUNO જ⁀➴

The jacket swallows your hands, but you smile anyway. Jouno frowns, obviously worried.

“You shouldn’t be out here shivering,” he says, stepping closer.

“I’m okay,” you reply, tugging at the sleeves.

He adjusts the coat around your shoulders, fingers lingering slightly. “No. You’re not okay if you’re cold. My coat… and I are staying with you.”

The warmth from his hands is enough to make the chill disappear, and you realize that even the oversized coat couldn’t keep you warmer than his presence does.

TETCHO SUEHIRO જ⁀➴

The borrowed coat hangs heavily over your frame, but Tetchou doesn’t comment—just watches. Until he notices you shivering slightly.

“You’re wearing my coat,” he says quietly.

“Yes,” you murmur, zipping it up.

He steps closer, adjusting the collar with a practiced, gentle touch. “…Don’t get sick. You know I can’t let you do that.”

You look up at him. “I’ll be fine.”

“…Good.” His hand lingers on your shoulder, grounding you. “Just… stay warm. That’s all I ask.”

Even in the cold Yokohama night, standing beside him in his coat, you feel protected, cherished, and… exactly where you belong.

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[miiyas]

oh, how he long to grow old with you. to suffer with back pains, headaches, and strands of silver hair shining in the sunlight together. to drive around and reminisce to your kids about your high school years, to come home to you and your voice, your kisses and your sweet embrace. he wants to build a home with you, whether it’s far away and in the field where the sun sets beautifully every night or if it’s in a small, cramped apartment— decorated with things that make it a home. to hold your hand every night and listen to your whispers and laughter when he tickles your sides, to kiss you early in the morning before he goes to work, tucking you in. to see you in the morning everyday.

but for now, he’s gonna have to hide that pretty velvet box for a little longer, just until he gets your parents’ blessings.

HINATA, kageyama, oikawa, , KITA, miya twins, AKAASHI (hq), megumi, GOJO, ITADORI, NANAMI (jjk), CHUUYA, dazai, jouno, KUNIKIDA (bsd), WRIOTHESLEY, CHILDE, kazuha, zhongli, ayato, DILUC (gi) + ur favs !

[animeyanderelover]

could you do Bungo stray dogs males of your choice with a deaf darling that used to do ballet, thank you if you do! I love your writing

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, stalking, manipulation, stalking, isolation, abduction

Tags: @animanwha @l-stvrlightt-l @shumidehiro @leveyani @izanami78 @absolute-gen @nomoonfound

Deaf ballerina darling

Dazai Osamu

🤎​Dazai has always had a tendeny to be a bit more theatrical and all that intensifies when he is around you. As you cannot hear or at least can hardly hear, Dazai develops a tendency to express his own emotions through excessive and exaggerated use of facial expressions and body language. If he at the very least would shut up about it, Kunikida would be somewhat content. For some reason Dazai continues talking though even though you are deaf, each word slow and dragged out so that you have a chance of reading his lips. That being said, Dazai does love sneaking up on you and hovering behind you without you noticing him for a while. It makes stalking a whole lot easier as he only has to stay out of your line of vision to avoid getting caught as you tend to not even hear him when you walk through more isolated parts of the town and he is the only one around. And how could he deny his belladonna her passion of dancing? As possessive as he can get, Dazai doesn't hold you back from practicing ballet. Instead he's surprisingly supportive as he even helps you practicing in his own messy apartment. However, he can get somewhat jealous at times when he realises others gawking at you during your performances.

Mori Ougai

🍷​Your disability is far more endearing to the mafioso than it should be precisely because it gives Mori an advantage he loves to use against you. It is very amusing how he is able to take calls about bloody business and have them in your presence, talking quick on purpose so you are only able to catch fragments of the conversation which often lead you to doubt your own abilities to read lips due to some words you believe you catch. Whenever you ask him about it afterwards, he merely signals you that you must have misread him. He plays that game for quite a while until he decides to end it as he would like to claim you permanently for himself now, writing you a letter detailing his true profession as well as his plans for the future which include you. It's so adorable watching the terror slowly wash over you as you reas through everything. However, he is very adamant that you continue your little performances though now with only him and Elise as your only audience. After all he has ordered such lovely outfits for you and he would love nothing more than see you dance for him in every single one of them. If you choose to act difficult he loves to confuse you by uttering threats you cannot make out, only enhancing your unease.

Nakahara Chuuya

🟠​Dear God, Chuuya can certainly be a bit too much at times. He already has a terrible overprotective streak going on but obviously with you being unable to hear, this only becomes much worse. Somehow you have a feeling that he seems to confuse your deafness with a full inability to live a normal life which is more insulting than soothing as he treats you as if you would shatter like porcelain otherwise. You don't like how he always insists on accompanying you or how you always have to communicate with him by sending him messages when he is busy with his job. It feels like you're being treated like a child when in reality you are still capable of leading a normal life even with your disability. You have this type of conversation often with Chuuya and he always apologises and pampers you with gifts only to repeat the same behavior soon after as if unable to act differently. The only time where you feel like he is actually letting you have some autonomy is when you are doing ballet. Just for those moments it feels like Chuuya is actually being able to recognise that you can do things like everyone else can despite your deafness. Your performances are so utterly enamoring and he definitely asks you in private if you could perform for only him.

Fyodor Dostoevsky

🍎​In his own worldview your deafness may as well be considered a reason why you are less tainted than most other people. You can hear no evil which gives you a certain pureness others simply do not have. However, it also makes you more vulnerable which thrills Fyodor almost in his sadistic ways. Obviously he has to lock you away and hide you to prevent you from being tainted by sin still as it seems to be human nature to do so yet his isolation doesn't mean safety. Not when he feels the need to torment you to keep you from ever turning into the very evil he has to cleanse the world of. However, his terrifyingly gentle behavior whilst inflicting such pain upon you is its own kind of terror. He speaks slow and even patiently repeats himself, giving you a chance to read his lips. He learns sign language or simply grabs your hand to draw letters on your palm with his cold fingers. He needs you to understand his words after all. Your skills in ballet captivate him though and soon you are forced to dance for him for hours on end. Ballet is a beautiful form of art after all and if you are too occupied with ballet, you cannot have sinful thoughts. So perform for him whilst he guides your movements with his cello until you nearly collapse.

Jouno Saigiku

♦️​One more joke from Teruko's side about how the two of you are indeed two lacking peas in a pod and Jouno is going to forget that she is his Vice-Captain. However, even he cannot deny the irony of being blind himself and falling in love with you who happens to be deaf. He has never been forced to adjust quite as much before as with you being deaf come new challenges. He certainly doesn't mind scaring you at times but as he has been trained to always approach quietly, you always get startled when he appears seemingly out of nowhere which leads him to have to announce his presence somehow by stomping so that you can sense the vibrations. He has to speak slowly and even repeat himself so that you can read his lips which requires patience he never had to use before as people normally immediately follow his commands. The sense of touch and body language becomes much more important as he can't see and you can't hear. Personally he doesn't mind most of the times to allow you to continue to perform ballet though he can get certainly bitter at times. Whenever Teruko praises your performances or Tetchou talks about your skills, Jouno feels disgustingly close to jealous because he cannot see.

Suehiro Tetchou

🌸​Tetchou truly only means well but he tends to give you the impression that he thinks of you as more incapable due to you being deaf. His own teammate is blind yet when you bring that up to him, he brushes it off. Jouno is different after all. He isn't you. You're lovable and soft. It's this mindset which leads him to be much more protective of you as a result and he may not even realise initially how his behavior makes you feel like you are less. Your one big advantage is that you can openly communicate with Tetchou about most things which includes his behavior, leading him to apologise and promise to try to be less overbearing. Due to your inability to hear sounds, Tetchou begins to get louder somewhat. He stomps on the ground so that you can notice him when he walks towards you and he begins to idly trace letters on your arms or your back with his fingers as a form of communication. Your hobby to perform ballet is one he supports as he may even try to use his influence to score you main roles in plays you audition for though he doesn't tell you this. He can only pray that he can make time in his schedule for your performances too. Otherwise he is going to sulk for quite a while after which you can only soothe by performing for him.

Nikolai Gogol

🕊️​Gosh, aren't you just sweet enough to eat up? Quite obviously someone as performative as Nikolai would find your deafness very cute. His whole personality relies on performances and quizzes though he considers himself caring enough to modify his games so you too won't miss out on the fun he provides you with. Sure, this may include spelling things out in big bloody letters but it would be much more cruel of him to leave you out of his fun, wouldn't it? His theatrical antics are multiplied as he really wants to convey his messages to you which in return only turn out more gruesome and bloody as a result as the horror of sound is taken away from you which leads him to amp up the horror he can make you fell through your remaining senses. Though he supposes that it is fun that he can just sneak up on you and frighten you every single time either by pressing a harmless kiss on your cheek or suddenly holding you at knife point. Both is fun. However, never accuse him of not supporting your passion of ballet. Look! He even prepares entire stages for you! He even gathers co-stars though the only true star is going to be you by the end of every performance. After all you will be the only one still alive by the end of the stage play.

Sigma

☁️​As a man brimming with insecurities, Sigma manages to always find his own flaws everywhere. After all here he is, positively panicking most of the times whilst you are deaf and still manage to be in such control of your life and your surroundings. God, he really is pathetic. With your deafness come the sleepless nights though he spends studying this disability and how to accurately behave. He even learns sign language in record time because he skips sleep all of the time though it definitely is worth it when he notices how pleasantly surprised you are when he uses it. He speaks slowly and always repeats himself when it looks like you didn't read his lips properly, even carries around paper and pen so he can scribble something down to have you understand things easier. Even through those insecurities he still finds himself isolating you and trapping you in his casino out of that lingering paranoia that someday something will happen to you and you won't hear it coming. Out of guilt he lets you continue ballet though even if he doesn't want to let you perform in front of others. Whether out of fear that you'll be targeted or a simple jealousy of allowing others to admire you and adore you is up for discussion. You can have your stage but no audience.

[osachiyo]

" LEMME HIT YOU WITH THAT DUMB DICK ! "

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 — dazai, chuuya, jouno (+ tecchou), oda, sigma x fem!reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 & 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 — [n]sfw content, somnophilia, these are random scenarios ok don't come at me, degradation, humiliation, doggystyle, rough, getting caught, pussy slapping, s.ex at work, oral (m & f receiving), fingering, piv, unprotected s.ex (be careful babes), praise, creampie + etc • this was originally supposed to be their fav places to fuck but i had to scrap that bc i lost motivation :') anyway, happy reading and i hope you enjoy !! not proofread soz babes

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⁰¹ 𝐃𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐈 — fucking you in a storage room of the agency

This man is a sex fiend, so of course he would love to fuck you literally anywhere anytime. Though he can't lie, being balls deep in your juicy little cunt at work — risking both of your dignities and possibly your jobs has him harder than a fucking rock.

"Osamu— what if we g-get caugh— mmh-!" you let out a muffled moan as dazai delivered a particularly harsh thrust into your cunt, effectively shutting you up. "Relaaaax, sweet thing — almost no one c-comes here — fuck, you're so damn tight," Dazai panted into your ear, hot breath making a chill run down your spine — back arching even further against his chest.

"God, you're so good f'me — so warm 'n right, fuck!" each word was rushed, dripping with lust — the desperation in his voice made you wanna look at his pretty face, pussy clenching just from imagining how good he'd look with his hair disheveled — his usual doe eyes narrowed and a deep blush covering his skin, sweat dripping down his forehead and making his hair stick to his forehead —

Your train of thought got cut off abruptly when Dazai slapped his hand over your mouth, before his hushed voice reached your ears, "shh, stay still f'me, sweetheart."

You were about to question it when you heard the president's voice from just behind the door. The door of the room you were currently getting your back blown out in.

"Yes, I keep hearing strange noises from this one room in particular," you heard fukuzawa's muffled voice — the thought of your boss catching you in the act made your pussy flutter around Dazai’s length, making the brunette grunt in response.

"Are you trying to get us caught, darl'?" Dazai hissed into your ear — oops, you unintentionally clenched down again upon hearing the keys jingle from the other side of the door. Luckily Dazai was ready for it this time, and managed to bite down on your shoulder before he could get a sound out.

"W-what do we do, 'samu? He’s gonna come in!" you whisper-yelled, panic settling in your bones when you saw the doorknob rattle — but before he could unlock the door fully, you heard the high pitched voice of another worker, "president! an important client has come to personally see you."

"Hm, alright. looks like i'll have to tell someone else to take a look in this room later. Let’s go,"

You let out a breath of relief once the footsteps faded away, leaving you both in complete silence until dazai decided to speak up —

"You clenched reaaal hard when he was about to open the door — don't tell me you actually wanted us to get caught, did you, naughty girl?"

⁰² 𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐔𝐘𝐀 — having you suck him off in his office

Chuuya's job as an executive of the mafia is stressful, to say the least. Not to mention some of the idiotic workers not doing their job right never fails to make his blood pressure go especially high — his anger issues doesn't help his case at all. But what does help is his sweet sweet girlfriend giving him some... 'under the table service' at work.

Chuuya's fist slammed against the hardwood desk, a loud 'thwack!' echoing in the room,

"What the fuck were you thinking?!" he sneered at the poor man in front of him — who couldn't help but flinch at seeing his boss so angry at him failing to complete a simple report.

Truth be told, Chuuya wasn’t really that mad at the worker, for the report at least — he was just.. super on edge from you deep-throating his cock under the goddamn table. He struggled to think properly, and the poor worker interrupting his private moment with you really ticked him off. Can you really blame him though?

How could he think straight with your skilled tongue swirling around his glossy tip so sinfully — fucking tease. Oh and the way you peered up at him through lowered lashes, your eyes glazed with a dreamy haze.

It all made his head spin like crazy.

“-ir, I can re-do it if you would like me to..” Chuuya’s train of thought unfortunate got cut off short, blue eyes snapping back to the man before him — right, the report.

“A-ahem — alright. Have it finished by 6 pm.”

Chuuya hated the way his voice cracked, fingernails digging into the palms of his hands as he tried not to moan out loud when you fully took him nose deep in that right, sweet little throat— shamelessly rutting your hips into his crazy expensive slacks, rubbing your juices all over the smooth, polished material.

You felt Chuuya’s fingers entangle themselves in your hair immediately after hearing the ‘click’ of the door shutting — the guy must’ve finally left.

You couldn’t help but gasp as you were pulled up from the cold, hard floor — and being shoved onto the desk instead.

You felt your pussy throb in your lacy panties as Chuuya spread your legs open — two fingers pressing and prodding at your cunt before sliding the flimsy material to the side,

“Now, let’s get into the real fun, shall we darl’?”

⁰³ 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐎 — teaching tecchou how to eat you out properly

Jouno was a good friend. Even though he might've had a tendency to be a little harsh and.. sadistic at times, he wasn't a bad person. I mean, he had to be atleast a decent person for teaching his inexperienced co-worker how to eat pussy — specifically, his own girlfriend's.

"No, not like that you fucking idiot —" Jouno grumbled, pulling Tecchou's head off of your cunt as he blinked in confusion like a lost puppy, sticky strings of your arousal still attached to his lips. "What do you mean? She's clearly enjoying it.."

"I mean that you can do better. You do want to make her feel fuckin' amazing, don't you?" Jouno raised a questioning brow. "Well, of cour—" "Then start acting like it."

A gasp left your honeyed lips when Tecchou's face was pushed back against your cunt — hot tongue working with even more fervor as he ate you out like he had been starving for days.

"Oh fuck — feels so g-good, sai," you whimpered out — head thrown back and your tongue threatening to loll out from the sheer pleasure the man between your legs was giving you. "Yeah, baby? Feels good when Tecchou eats that sweet cunt out reaaaaal good, huh?" Jouno's tone was condescending — his lips curled up into a cocky smirk.

“Y’smell so sweet - taste so sweet -” Tecchou's voice was low and dripping with need — your pussy throbbed from just how desperate he sounded.

"A-ah shit - can feel you throbbin' on my tongue, princess —" he groaned, tongue flattening against your clit as he shook his head side to side.

You babbled out Jouno’s name like a prayer — all while the man between your legs worshipped your cunt like it was his god, pink tongue repeatedly flicking your clit, making you see stars as your hole stretched around two of his slim fingers.

“Please — wanna c-cum s’ba- mmh!- ,” you let out a strangled noise as a harsh slap landed on your soaked pussy, clit throbbing as you threw your head back once more. “Fuckin’ slut, so damn eager to cum on another man’s tongue in front of your boyfriend, hmm?”

“Don’t — ah fuck, squeezin’ so tight ‘round my fingers, baby - don’t be so mean, Jouno,” Tecchou threw a side glare to the man next to him, which only earned a shrug from said man, “quit talking and enjoy the meal, dumbass. She’s close.”

And enjoy the meal he did — lapping up every single drop of your sweet juices so enthusiastically you’d think that he hadn’t eaten in days.

⁰⁴ 𝐎𝐃𝐀 — morning sex with him

Mornings with your husband, Oda Sakunosuke, were sweet, blissful and filled with love. Sometimes he'd surprise you with breakfast in bed, it's the least he can do considering everything that you do for him, is what he says. But sometimes — you crave him instead of the delicious food.

“My pretty girl,” Oda smiled sleepily, moving some of your hair out of your face to admire your effortless beauty — blissfully unaware to how his deep morning voice made your heart flutter in your chest, and your pussy throb with need.

You grinned back, scooting closer into his arms as you gazed into his deep brown eyes, “pretty enough to fuck?”

Oda raised a questioning eyebrow, full lips curling into a grin, "oh? that's the game we're playing, love?" Strong arms wrapped around your bare figure, the marks of last night still fresh on your skin — a reminder to how he fucked you dumb on his cock only a few hours prior.

You felt your face burn from the memories of last night rushing back into you — god, you two were insatiable - you're sure Oda fucked you in every single position in the book, and it did nothing but make you crave him more.

"Still with me, darling?" he lightly tapped your cheek, snapping you back to the present. You nodded, a gasp falling from your lips as big, calloused hands found themselves groping at your tits, pinching at your cute nipples as he pressed open mouthed kisses on your neck — his stubble tickling the sensitive skin there.

"O-oda—"

"shhh, baby — lemme do all the work, yeah?"

And that's how you ended up with your face pressed into the pillows — silken bedsheets tangled around your bodies as Oda fucked his fat girth into your sopping cunt nice 'n deep.

A large hand was pressing your back into the meanest arch ever — strong hips slamming against the fat of your plush ass with each deep thrust, thick mushroom tip prodding at your g-spot - making you bleat out your husband's name pitifully. Oda only pushed your head deeper into the soft pillows — clearly too lost in the feeling of your velvety walls clenching around him.

He watched his cock slipped in and out of your pussy so easily — your slick covering his balls down to his thighs. Oda groaned deeply in his throat as he watched a creamy ring form around the base of his cock — your cunt sucking him in so eagerly that he almost thought it hurt for you to let him go.

You let out a particularly loud moan as Oda's cock hit that one spot in you — you could only bite down on the pillow as your eyes shut closed, pussy slobbering shamelessly all over his length.

"Oh? Did you like— argh! - t-that spot, sweet girl?"

⁰⁵ 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐌𝐀 — fucking you in your sleep

Sigma was a busy man — with running the sky casino and being part of the decay of angels didn't leave too much alone time with just him and you — especially for some.. intimacy. You knew he needed to relieve himself someway — all that workload while being pent up as fuck certainly wasn't good for him. Plus, you have been craving him as well.. so you came up with an easy solution.

The door to your shared bedroom clicked open — your beloved boyfriend, Sigma, letting himself in as his eyes racked over the entire room, searching for anything out of the ordinary — you did tell him that you had a surprise for him, after all.

Upon finding nothing, he stalked over to the bed, confusion lacing his features as he glanced over at your sleeping form. Slender hands slowly slipped the soft blanket off of you and oh —

It all clicked suddenly.

The lavender coloured lace suited your complexion so perfectly, the expensive material hugging your features like it was made for you. Sigma gulped, eyes fixating on the way your tits were practically spilling out of the flimsy fabric — your stiff nipples very much visible to his hungry gaze.

It wasn't long before he had his face buried between your plush thighs — Sigma was so desperate, not even bothering to take the lingerie off your body. Besides, why would he when you just looked way too good in it?

He was practically eating you out through the thin lace — nose bumping against your clothed clit as his tongue tried to push deeper into your cunt. You had him in a chokehold — but he couldn't care less.

Sigma's slim hips were rutting into the expensive sheets — precum leaking from his sensitive tip as he tried his best not to cum untouched just from tasting your sweet pussy, but fuck, you were making it so hard for him.

He felt his cock throb in his pants when you started letting out soft moans and sighs in your sleep — or were you even asleep anymore? He didn't know and neither did he care — mind too focused on making you cum on his pretty face.

"ohh s-shit — best surprise - sluurrp - e-ever—" he whined into your cunt, spitting directly into your sticky hole before slurping it all back up.

Safe to say, he definitely enjoyed your little surprise.

© 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐎 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 ─ do not copy/translate/repost and/or recommend any of my works on different platfroms under any circumstances. reblogs greatly appreciated !

[ninasmovingcastle]

the taste of her cherry chapstick! - bsd

↳ flavoured chapstick challenge ft. dazai, ranpo, tecchou, jouno, fyodor

cw// mildly suggestive → making out

DAZAI can never get enough of you. he kisses you like a starved man at any chance presented to him, taking in the taste of your lips whether or not they've been laced with a flavour other than your own. he'll pull you close, lithe fingers busying themselves in your hair while he kisses you deep.

"strawberry," he says in his sickly sweet voice, smiling against your mouth <3

RANPO figured out what you were up to before you even started kissing. immediately noticing the discarded chapstick package in your trash, he already knows the flavour, brand, and store you bought your chapstick from. still, he'll never pass up an opportunity to indulge you, playing dumb until you're satisfied.

"peach," he'll state, the moment you pull away <3

TECCHOU is absolutely obsessed with you. he wouldn't pay much mind to giving you a correct answer; maybe he didn't even notice the soft chocolate flavour lingering on your lips. all he's concerned about is you. taking you in, feeling you close to him; it's all he needs. he loves losing himself in you, maybe just a little too much this time <3

"flavour..? what flavour?"

JOUNO and his heightened senses were more than happy to accept this little challenge from you. although he can't take in your beauty with his vision, he'll let himself sink into every other aspect of you, your scent, the way you feel in his arms, and the delectable flavour lingering on your lips.

"coffee," he'll say without a moment of hesitation, picking up right where he left off <3

FYODOR is a conniving man, brimming with passion. and he was never one to shy away from a challenge. he kisses you like nothing's different, dragging his tongue across your lips as you messily make out. he grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls away from you, a shimmery thread of saliva connecting your lips.

"vanilla..." he'll hum. "eos brand, manufactured in china, probably purchased last week," he'll add, before getting back to his unfinished business <3

[crimson0lake]

If his s/o asked him to meow, would he?

Out of blue, if their s/o suddenly come to them and randomly asked them to meow, how would they react?

Meows without even questioning, probably with a cheeky tone and a smirk too- this man already knows why you came or just likes this sudden boldness. Tbh i don't even know why you asked him, he would have meow on his own. But here you go, you enmeshed him, now he will meow next time you guys meet just for fun

DAZAI, Nikolai, ranpo, jouno, fyodor

Looks confused and would give you a questioning glare before letting out a reluctant meow. When you just smile and walk away without an explanation, he kept giving you the side eye and questioning his life choices for the next few hours

CHUUYA, FUKUZAWA, POE, MARK, ATSUSHI, SIGMA, Kunikida, Tecchou, Ango

Straight up refuses, you would need to fight to the bone to get this man meow. He would glare at you like you had grown a second head the whole time. Maybe you'll hear a small emotionless meow from him, or maybe you'll never hear it. It's up to his mercy

FYODOR, AKUTAGAWA, Sigma, Ango, Kunikida

[chiara-hotel]

Wearing Their Clothes Characters: Chuuya, Dazai, Nikolai, Jouno

✧ Chuuya also loves it whenever you take his hat or jacket off him

✧ Whenever you wear it, he becomes a little flustered and more clingy since he absolutely loves seeing you wear his clothes

✧ He never forces you to wear them, he never asks you either, so whenever it happens, it'd be you initiating it, and he loves that

✧ Chuuya loves that you love him so much to wear his clothes

✧ It melts his heart whenever he comes home from a long day at work and sees you lounging in one of his shirts

✧ If you work with him, he's fine if you take his coat every once in a while, but he doesn't want to bring too much attention to you because of his position

✧ In public, as long as people don't recognize him, he's also fine with it. He doesn't want you to be in danger because of his job

✧ Dazai actively encourages you to wear his things

✧ At the agency, just lounging? Come take his coat! If you're cold, take his coat, even his vest if you really need it. Ran out of shirts? Borrow his! He absolutely loves it

✧ Especially if you guys wear matching outfits using his own clothing, like wearing his coats or shirts

✧ Dazai loves matching with you with his clothes or even your own!

✧ One thing he never wants to match is with his bandages, since it'd mean you'd be injured and he wouldn't like that at all

✧ Steal his clothes, and he will become 100x more clingy than he already is

✧ He LOVES it so much whenever you wear anything related to him, He'd give you his heart if he could

✧ If you stole his cape or hat, he would give you his entire outfit and expect you to try it on then and there

✧ You guys would be matching, and he'll encourage you to wear his clothes all the time

✧ Especially if you attend DoA meetings wearing his clothes, he'll be much more focused on you than the meeting

✧ Sometimes he places his hat on your head whenever he wants to

✧ Since he can't see, he won't notice right away if you steal his clothes, not until he gets close

✧ Once he feels the fabric and notices your small giggles, he realizes and asks if it's his

✧ He encourages you to wear his clothes, actually, he finds it a way of saying you're his + he finds it adorable

✧ He has a smug on his face whenever he finds out you are wearing his clothes

✧ If you take his hunting dogs uniform, he'll find it adorable, but will eventually need to take it back for work

✧ If you work with him, occasionally he also trades hats or capes with you

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