NSFW, for adults ONLY, MDNI or I'll block you. No idea how many parts this will be. Let me know which BSD men you want to see ;)
pt. 1 Fyodor, Poe, Chuuya | pt. 2 Fukuzawa, Kunikida, Dazai | pt. 3 Ranpo, Akutagawa, Ango | pt. 4 Sigma, Mori, Tetcho | pt. 5 (finale) Atsushi, Nikolai
Fyodor
Walking in on him touching himself is REALLY surprising because he doesn't seem the type to masturbate, in your mind. You straight up couldn't imagine him touching himself until the very second you walked into his office and saw his bottoms around his ankles, his top hiked up around his chest, and his hand furiously pumping over his pale dick.
His head is thrown back, eyes closed, mouth lazily hanging open. You've never seen so much skin on him before. He's PALE pale which makes the brightness of his mouth and tongue and the tip of his cock seem so much brighter.
"oh love, yes, yesss" he moans, and your whole body flushes red with embarrassment and arousal at the same time. You shouldn't be seeing this but you're having a hell of a time turning away from him. You need to leave the room. You need to go. You need to turn around.
"y/n," he purrs, tilting his head and opening his eyes half-way, looking so fucked out and erotic. "do you like what you see?"
You can't formulate an answer, you're standing in the doorway short circuiting, trying to make words but only noises come out
"since you're standing there I thought you might be interested," he says as slow and calm as ever. Even jerking himself off his voice doesn't hitch or raise or speed up and it's honestly really hot right now. "Care to join me?"
"i-i, um... I'm really s-sorry, f...fyodor."
He moans softly biting his lip while still staring straight at you.
"say it again," he purrs. "say my name."
"fyodor..."
"again," he moans, hand working faster.
"Fyodor."
you walk in and close the door behind you.
Poe
You two scheduled a hang-out at his place but despite how many times you knocked on the door, he wouldn't answer...so you try the doorknob, and hey, it's unlocked! You've been to his place many times, you don't mind letting yourself in and don't suspect he'll mind either.
After you put your stuff down and take off your shoes, you register a quiet noise coming from a different room. you sneak closer and realize two things: it's crying, and it's coming from poe's bedroom
you open the door and rush in without thinking. "poe! what's wrong, why are you-- OH FUCK"
you rushed right into him kneeling at the edge of his bed, bouncing on a dildo and not crying, whimpering, moaning.
he calls your name and you can't tell if he meant to moan it but he absolutely moans it and he sounds like a wreck and he looks pathetic and fucked out, and you feel it when he says your name.
"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have been this, I'm gonna go home--" you say, turning and rushing out of his room. he calls your name after you, multiple times, moaning and moaning and moaning--
you sink down against his front door, still slightly able to hear the sounds of him moaning and whining from his room. you're so horny now, absolutely drenched through your panties/rock hard in your pants. You know you should leave, you know you shouldn't still be here, but he never told you to go, he just kept saying your name...
a few minutes later, after the noises have subsided and the apartment has gotten deadly quiet, his bedroom door creaks open and he slowly peeks his head out. he must be crawling still because he's near the floor.
"[y/n]," he sighs, "I didn't want you to find out like this."
it takes you a second to collect yourself, but you manage to ask "find what out?"
"that i... i think about you... a lot..."
Chuuya
you're on a PM mission with chuuya and several other PM members. you've got to share a room with chuuya, but at least you have separate beds. it's fine. it's whatever. until.
until you wake up one morning--the clock on the bedside table saying it's only 6:23 a.m.--to the sound of a rhythmic slapping, some occasional huffs, a-- a moan?
you sit upright in bed quickly, your head turning toward chuuya's bed.
"are you fucking serious?"
"what" he huffs, and through the tiny bit of daylight creeping through the curtains you can see movement beneath his sheets.
"are you jerking off right now? dude we're sharing a fucking room."
"you were asleep," he says defensively. "not like you noticed yesterday."
"dude!!!"
"get over it, it's fuckin' natural," he says and his voice is getting tight and higher almost like he's biting back a moan or getting close to cumming.
"it's disrespectful when you have someone in the same room, chuuya," you say softer, subconsciously still trying to hear the sounds he's making. you're embarrassed at how intrigued you are
"i'm not stopping you," he says. "you can jerk it too for all i care."
"to what... to you jerking it?"
you can almost hear the smirk in his voice when he says "I never said anything about that, so you thought that up all on your own. is that what you're into, pet?"
They come to your house to pick you up for something.
Dazai
Wouldn’t be harsh but would tell you it looks bad immediately.
He’d tell you that you should change and definitely joke about helping you get undressed.
He’d help you pick out clothes by judging the different outfits you try on.
Once you pick a good outfit he’d say it was all thanks to his help.
Chuuya
Would ask if you’re seriously wearing that.
He’d tell you you need to change because he doesn’t want to be seen next to you when you’re in that outfit.
He’d go through your clothes to pick out a good outfit for you.
He’d have a lot of knowledge on fashion.
While picking the outfit he’d tell you why certain things go well with other things.
Poe
Would try to convince you to wear another outfit without saying yours is ugly.
He’d try help go through your clothes to pick out a good outfit but it would be hard for him to find anything he thinks is good because you don’t have much high quality clothes.
After going through your clothes he’d offer to take you shopping buy you better clothes.
Ranpo
Would immediately tell you your outfit is ugly.
Would tell you you should change if you don’t want to look ugly.
He’d tell you exactly what about the outfit looks ugly on you.
Wouldn’t help much just judge whatever outfit you try on until it’s better than what you originally had on.
☆ i'm having a horrible chronic pain flare up yet again, in my neck and shoulders specifically ( one of the worst possible places, if you ask me ).
so, the headcanon of the day is that poe experiences chronic pain, mainly caused by scoliosis ( and his lack of excercise .. ), which he's so used to that he usually takes a while to even aknowledge it, let alone bother trying to treat it.
ok woah hot minute... Poe headcanons as i struggle with being a social outcast and a recluse!!!
He often mixes up black and blue ink sets when in a writing daze, but often times when making the final draft will use his "trademark" purple ink, unbeknownst to him the real trademark is the overly curly cursive.
While he prefers savory foods, he gained a liking towards berries after owning Karl for a while-- this obviously, was from the fact when he was feeding Karl whilst he was during one of his authors outbursts (Where he wrote nonstop) he would pop a berry in his mouth to satiate his hunger, this cycle soon came to a pause after Karl started taking offense that Poe did not buy a separate bag of berries and instead ate Karl's.
This one is rather obvious but he loathes any type of white or fluorescent lighting and prefers far more dim, warmer lights like desk lamps, he knows this causes strain on his eyes-- he's used to it.
Ok there was going to be more to this but then school hit and ZAAPPPPP I forgot everything.
ALRIGHT DOT POINTS!
- Uhhh does custom embroidery for his patches but sometimes hates it.
- Really likes sketching using pens but all his ball points are gone and fineliners piss him off 56% of the time.
- Uses one specific pencil but if he has multiple of the same pencil it’s basically the same thing just multiplied.
- Really needs a new pencil case but refuses to buy a new one because he customised this one
- Actually had another desk but it got so messy that when he organised it, he realised it was better off being a storage desk.
- Has a transportable dollhouse he sometimes uses to carry stuff for shits and giggles.
- Used to be obsessed with dogs but then canon event happened and he prefers cats now.
- Has an entire shelf dedicated to Kuromi merch.
- Used to have an alarm clock but the first day he used it he got up before it rang and the second he couldn’t figure out how to turn the ringing off and thus it’s now just for decoration.
TW/CW: suggestive language (nothing explicit), bottom!poe again sorry but 😔 I’m down bad for this man
Summary: Reader accidentally comes across some interesting poems Poe wrote about them.
Note: reader has more game than me 😔✊ I’m dog shit at writing poems so maybe later I’ll write what Poe might of sent you.
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You were sitting alone at your house when you heard scratching by your door. Most would have reached for the nearest weapon, but you knew all too well what was making those scratching noises.
“Karl,” you said reaching down to pet the little raccoon. Before your hand met his small head, you noticed he had loose papers in his mouth.
“Now what do you have there? Have you been stealing again?” Karl look at you begrudgingly, clearly annoyed that you would dare make such an accusation despite his track record. He dropped the papers at your feet before waltzing into your living room, towards your couch.
You immediately recognised the beautiful, yet slightly rushed, handwritten words.
Edgar, you thought to yourself, not realising the goofy smile that spread across your lips. As you carefully scanned the documents though, the smile was replaced by a look of shock as your face began to heat up.
A plethora of beautifully written poems sharing the many fantasies Poe had, many of which were very erotic, scattered across the pages in the form of a letter. Poe, in his usual poetic way, truly described what he saw and how that made him feel.
Your concentration was interrupted when Karl clung onto your ankle.
“Maybe I should take these back to Poe Karl, What do you think?” You asked, patting his head gently. Naturally, Karl let out an approving chirp.
You reached Poe’s house to find him already standing by the door.
“My darling, I-“ he paused, blush layering his face as soon as he saw the papers in your hand, immediately recognising them based on the smirk dancing across your face.
“I see you Karl ratted me out,” he said looking down, not daring to look you in the eyes. You had to admit, you didn’t expect such explicit words from your boyfriend, it was like night and day from his usual gothic horror stories.
Poe led you up to his office, Karl seemed to sense the change in the air and remained in the foyer.
As soon as Poe closed the door, you placed the unholy papers on the nearest bookshelf before pressing the tall man against the wooden door.
No matter how many times you caught Poe in this position, he always reacted as if it were the first time. A blushing, stuttering mess, only become more of a wreck as your hands made there way to his waist, deeply massaging it.
“I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable,” he said, even after making note of his current predicament, he still worried he’d push you away.
“Of course not my little raven,” you said in a hushed voice. Your lips brushed against his, whilst pushing back his bangs to see his full face. You frequently did this merely to pull the nervous little whimpers from your partner that you’ve grown to love.
“Just a new side of you that’s all,” you took time to admire his features before letting out a content sigh before kissing him softly.
Naturally, the kiss ended long before Poe would have liked.
“Edgar~” you said in the manner you knew made his knees weak.
“You made me seem more attractive than I thought I was though,” you said, almost overcome with shyness. Poe furrowed his brows—he never wanted to hear his partner under-appreciate themselves.
“I simply wrote what I saw, and how I feel when I look at you,” he paused.
“I feel disappointed in myself when I think those things about you but, sometimes I can’t help it,”
“Especially since you’re so,” he didn’t know what to say next. When the writer runs out of words to describe the overwhelming feeling he felt around his lover, you know he is truly overcome by love.
“Hmm,” you said, moving your hand to fiddle with his jacket.
“it’s not gross, I love when you express yourself. Especially the cute noises you make,” you said with another smirk and a wink. Edgar pursed his lips in an attempt to hold back any noise threatening to spill out.
You took a step back, placing your hands back on his waist. Poe pouted from the sudden warmth dissipating, but briefly regained composure.
“I’m glad I didn’t push you away, I didn’t mean for you to find those,” he looked at his hands, “especially since they weren’t finished.”
As if the passed 5 minutes had never accrued, your face completely switched from a seductive smile to plain shock.
“There’s more?!” You said, a little louder than either of your would have liked. Poe stayed silent, not wanting to expose himself further, made his way back to his desk.
“Edgar! You can’t just drop that information and then walk away!” You said nervously, but still with a slight smile threatening to appear. That of course did not last long as the urge to tease your lover returned.
As he stood in front of his desk, you placed a hand on his shoulder turning him around, and leaning him against the wooden surface.
“Why don’t you tell me more about your little fantasies.”
Hhiiiii I love ur work !! Can I request for bsd poe with a s/o that's an artist and sometimes likes to draw scenes from his writings and shows him <333
!Poe With An s/o Who’s an artist!
Scenario:- poe with an s/o who draws
Pairing:- Edgar Allan Poe x gn!reader
Genre:- fluff
Type:- Headcanons
A/N:- Hiyaa anon! Thanks for the request! I hope you like it and if you feel comfortable please let me know what you thought abt it!
Poe may call himself a detective,but i think we all know that his ability to create worlds with words is what makes him special
When you first met and he found out you too were an artist(one of the drawing kind) he wanted to know all about your hobby
And naturally you wanted to know about his writing too,especially since it connected to his ability!
After a little time had passed and you’d grown totally comfortable with eachother,you openly shared your art without fearing judgement from either party.
One thing You loved to do was read poe’s work and then draw what had manifested itself in your mind as you read
And when you were done,youd ask him to take you into his story so you could both see how accurate youd gotten.
If you were spot on you’d jump and cheer and poe would find it totally adorable how such a simple thing brought you so much joy😭
But if you missed even a smol thing or if your rendition was completely different,youd want to figure out where it had gone “wrong”
And even though you strived for perfection in your art(its one of the many things you shared in common) poe would make sure to let you know that it was perfect as it was.
Sometimes you contemplated turning his stories into comics
It would be a way to combine both your skills!
And when you finally told poe he agreed (INSIDE,BUDDY WAS JUST WJSIEHEVWGAJBWBEBSBY-ed OUT!HE EVEN RANTED TO KARL ABT HOW HAPPY IT MADW HIM)
You both got to work on a story then
And when i say you both got to work,i mean he wrote it,then you both went and experienced it and afterwards you illustrated your adventure!
Obviously you gave your characters different names,but anyone who knew the two of you,knew that those characters couldn’t be anyone else other than you!
Poe loved that you were able to mix the things that made each of you happy,and he loved how easy it was.how natural it felt.
Poe may have had the ability to draw a reader into the world of a novel,but you were able to draw the world of a novel,out for a reader.
And although your talents were different while also being the same,they both meshed together perfectly.
Much like you had with him
please dont repost my work here as your own on any platform all rights belong to me except that of the characters used,their right belong to their respective owners.but these stories? mine.
feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!
