ᯓ feat. osamu dazai, chuuya nakahara, ranpo edogawa, saigiku jouno ( separated )
contains. fem!reader, established relationship, crack energy, light fluff, embarrassed reader
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꒰ osamu dazai ꒱
You did not mean to say it out loud.
You were trying to log into your email while Dazai lounged dramatically across the couch, half upside-down, tie crooked, watching you with bored curiosity.
“Ugh, what did I even set this to?” you muttered.
“Perhaps,” he hummed, “it is something deeply meaningful. The name of your beloved boyfriend, perhaps?”
You snorted. “Yeah right.”
You typed quickly.
His eyes flicked to the keyboard.
He froze.
“…D4z4iOs4mu123?” he read slowly.
Your fingers stopped.
The room went silent.
You turned.
He was staring at you.
Slowly.
Very slowly.
He sat upright.
“You replaced the a’s with fours.”
“…Maybe.”
“And added numbers.”
“…Security.”
His hand went to his chest.
“All your passwords?”
You hesitated.
“…Most.”
Dazai gasped like you’d just confessed eternal devotion under moonlight.
“Do you love me that much?” he whispered dramatically.
“Shut up.”
He scooted closer, eyes sparkling in a way that meant danger.
“Wait—wait. What about your bank account?”
You covered your face.
“Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answer to.”
He shrieked.
“You trust me with your finances?! My name protects your wealth?!”
“It’s not like that!”
He grabbed your hands.
“Say it again.”
“I’m not saying it again!”
“My name,” he insisted. “In your passwords. It’s so romantic. So reckless. So unwise.”
“You are NEVER getting near my laptop again.”
He leaned close, grinning.
“I should change my name just to watch you panic.”
You shoved him off the couch.
He fell dramatically.
Still laughing.
꒰ chuuya nakahara ꒱
Chuuya only found out because you handed him your phone.
“Can you check the delivery status? I forgot the login.”
“Why me?”
“Because I’m cooking.”
He rolled his eyes and typed.
Username.
Password.
He paused.
“…What is this.”
You blinked. “What?”
“ChuuyaNakahara_RealOne99.”
You went still.
He slowly turned to look at you.
“…Real one?”
You panicked. “There are imposters in the world!”
“WHO.”
“I DON’T KNOW.”
He narrowed his eyes, then typed again.
Another app.
“ChuuyaGravityKing.”
You gasped. “Okay that one’s funny.”
“You made it that?”
You grabbed the phone.
“Give it back.”
He held it up out of reach.
“Is this all of them?”
“…No.”
His eyes widened slightly.
“…No?”
You mumbled.
“There’s ChuuyaIsShortButPerfect.”
He choked.
“WHAT.”
“It’s ironic affection!”
“DELETE THAT.”
“Never.”
His face was red now—bright red.
“You’re unbelievable.”
“But you’re smiling.”
“I am not!”
You leaned up and kissed his cheek.
“You’re my favorite password.”
He stared at you for a second.
Then muttered quietly:
“…You better not ever forget them.”
You grinned.
“As if I could.”
He walked away grumbling.
But his ears were still red.
꒰ ranpo edogawa ꒱
You made a mistake.
You left your laptop open.
He was bored.
And Ranpo does not resist mysteries.
He leaned forward, green eyes scanning.
Login screen.
Password hint: “Sweet.”
He smirked.
“Ah.”
He typed without hesitation.
“RanpoCandyKing!”
Access granted.
He gasped.
“No way.”
He opened another account.
“R4np0TheGreat.”
Another.
“BestDetectiveEver.”
Every single one.
He started laughing.
You walked in.
“Why are you laughing like that—”
He spun the chair toward you.
“You made ALL your passwords me.”
You froze.
“…No?”
“Yes.”
“…Okay maybe.”
He leaned back smugly.
“I knew it.”
“You didn’t know anything!”
“I absolutely did. I’m irresistible.”
“You’re insufferable.”
He tapped his cheek thoughtfully.
“Even your banking app?”
You groaned.
“You’re never touching my laptop again.”
He stood, dramatically placing a hand over his heart.
“You have elevated me above cybersecurity.”
“You’re not special.”
“I am literally the key to your entire digital life.”
You lunged for the laptop.
He held it away easily.
“You love me so much it affects your password strategy.”
“I was being lazy!”
“You typed my name in creative formats. That’s effort.”
You paused.
“…Shut up.”
He grinned, pleased beyond belief.
“I expect more variations by next month.”
꒰ saigiku jouno ꒱
You forgot one critical thing.
Jouno does not need to see your screen.
He can hear it.
The rhythm of typing.
The hesitation.
The pattern repetition.
He tilted his head slightly as you logged into your account.
Click.
Click-click.
Pause.
Click.
“…Interesting,” he murmured.
You stiffened. “What?”
“Your keystrokes repeat familiar patterns.”
“…Do they?”
“Yes.”
He stepped closer.
“You substitute certain letters with numbers.”
You stared.
“…That’s normal.”
“For the same name?” he asked calmly.
Your stomach dropped.
“…What name.”
He smiled faintly.
“Mine.”
You swallowed.
“You cannot prove that.”
“I do not need proof.”
He leaned slightly closer, voice low and amused.
“How many accounts?”
You folded your arms defensively.
“Enough.”
“Do you feel secure?” he asked.
“Yes?”
“Using my name?”
“…Yes.”
A pause.
Then—
“…Good.”
You blinked.
“That’s it?”
“You associate me with safety,” he said simply. “It is… flattering.”
You expected teasing.
Instead, his tone was warm.
Subtle.
He reached out and brushed his fingers lightly against your wrist.
“However,” he added gently, “it would be wise to alter them.”
You groaned. “Don’t start.”
“I can help.”
“That’s not reassuring!”
A faint smile curved his lips.
“You are fortunate I am fond of you.”
You huffed.
“…You like it though.”
He didn’t answer immediately.
But his thumb brushed your knuckles once.
“…Yes,” he admitted softly.
And somehow that was worse than teasing.
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﹙ ✿ ﹚── content warnings : nsfw content, fem!reader, praising, desperation, yearning.. really nothing out of pocket.
﹙ ✿ ﹚── synopsis : just some smutty fantasies
Atsushi
Atsushi knelt between your legs, his heart pounding in his chest as he gazed up at your face, trying to gauge your reaction. He was always a bit shy when it came to intimate acts, his cheeks flushing pink as he nervously licked his lips.
With a tentative hand, he pushed your thighs further apart, leaning in to inhale your scent deeply. His tongue darted out, a feather-light touch against your heated flesh as he gave your slit a slow, tentative lick. He paused, glancing up at you, waiting for approval or guidance.
Emboldened by the soft gasp that escaped your lips, his tongue delving deeper as he explored your most intimate area. He lapped at you with long, slow strokes, his tongue parting your folds. He alternated between broad, flat licks and more targeted flicks against your sensitive pearl, trying to read your body's responses like a roadmap to your pleasure.
His hands slid up to grip your hips, holding you steady as he worked his magic with his tongue. His technique was not as bold or aggressive as some, but it was effective in its gentleness and thoroughness. He took his time, savoring your taste and the feel of your silkiness against his lips and tongue. With each pass, he brought you closer to the edge, his own arousal growing as he lost himself in the act.
Dazai
Dazai attacked your pussy like he was some starving man at a feast, his tongue plunging in to lap up your essence.. the typpa greed they talk about in the buble. He speared his tongue into your entrance, fucking you with the slick, muscular invader as he suckled. His eyes were locked on yours, his gaze intense as he ate you out.
"Fuck, you taste incredible.." he groaned around your core, the vibrations of his voice adding a delicious new sensation to your pleasure. He sealed his lips around your clit, suckling the sensitive bud greedily as he thrust two fingers knuckle-deep into your dripping channel. He pumped them in and out, curling them to stroke your G-spot as he licked and sucked. His other hand slid up to grip your ass, kneading the firm globe as he pulled you harder against his greedy ahh mouth.
His eyes never left yours, watching your face contort in pleasure, reveling in the way your body undulated against his invading fingers and probing tongue. He could feel your climax building, your walls fluttering and grasping at his digits as he worked you closer to the edge.
Kunikida
Kunikida trailed tender kisses along the soft, sensitive skin of your inner thighs, his lips brushing over your flesh like the wings of a butterfly. He took his time, lavishing attention on every inch of exposed skin as he worked his way upward.
"So smooth, so soft and delicate.." He praised you so nicely before leaning in and placing a soft, open-mouthed kiss on your mound, his tongue darting out to part your folds and taste your essence. He groaned at the first touch of your essence on his tongue, his eyes fluttering closed in bliss.
Then kissed over it, his lips brushing your sensitive flesh with a feather-light touch. He placed tender kisses on your clit, your lips, your entrance, worshipping every inch of your sacred space. Occasionally, he would allow his tongue to flick out, teasing it before returning to his sensual kisses. His touches were light, almost reverent, as if he were making love to your warmth with his mouth. He is the type to be careful and slow with it, wanting to savor every single moment.
Fukuzawa
Fukuzawa knelt before you, his gaze fixed on your face as he studied your every expressions and body movement. He wanted nothing more than to bring you pleasure. With a focused intensity, he leaned in, his breath ghosting over your sensitive flesh as he inhaled your intoxicating scent.
He started placing his mouth over your sex, his tongue delving deep to taste your essence. He licked at you, his tongue parting your folds to seek out your essence. His technique was precise and concentrated, his tongue flicking and curling in ways designed to maximise your pleasure. He alternated between broad, flat licks and more targeted flicks against your sensitive pearl, watching your face intently for any sign of enjoyment.
One hand slid up to rest on your lower belly, feeling the way your muscles fluttered and clenched beneath his touch. The other gripped your hip, holding you steady as he worked his magic with his mouth. He was the type to stay focused on your body and analysing every single moment.
Poe
Poe hesitated before your spread thighs, his eyes quite uncertain. He licked his lips nervously, glancing up at you with a tentative smile, releasing a nervous chuckle.
"I must confess, I've never done this before... Let me know if it’s ah.. to your liking.." He then leaned in, placing a soft, test kiss on your mound before drawing back to see your reaction. Once he obtained a nod of approvement, he dove back in, his tongue parting your glistening folds to lap at your essence. He started with slow, tentative licks, his tongue tracing your slit before dipping inside to taste your honeyed depths.
He suckled gently on your clit, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud as he sought to coax more of your nectar to flow. His hands gripped your thighs, spreading them wider as he buried his face being completely buried in you. "Am I pleasing you, my dear? Does my tongue bring you everything you need?" He glanced up at you, seeking approval and guidance. God, he was like a lil puppy, wanting to please his master.
Chuuya
Chuuya positioned himself between your legs, his gaze locked onto yours as he leaned in, his breath hot and humid against your sensitive flesh as he inhaled your scent deeply. He sealed his lips around your nub, his tongue delving deep to taste your honeyed depths.
He licked at you, his tongue swirling and flicking over every sensitive spot he could find. He alternated between broad, flat licks and more targeted flicks, watching your face intently for any sign of pleasure or need.
One hand was gently rubbing over the entrance, gently sliding in, while his. other hand was gripping your hip, holding you nice and steady for him. His eyes remained locked onto yours the entire time, watching your body's responses, relishing the way your back arched and your hips bucked against his greedy mouth.
"M’yeah, just like that.." He lightly praised you, wanting you to feel loved the entire time as he feasted.
Akutagawa
Akutagawa was kneeling down before you, eyes focused unblinkingly on your exposed sex. He drank in the sight of your glistening folds, the musky scent of your arousal filling his nostrils and clouding his senses. Without a word, he leaned in, his tongue delving deep.
He lapped at you with a focused intensity, his tongue parting your folds to seek out every drop of your essence. His technique was the relentless kind, his mouth and tongue working together to bring you to the finish. The Power of Friendship we can say. He didn't even pause to catch his breath or glance up, too consumed by the task.
His nose nicely brushed your clit with each pass of his tongue, making you lightly squirm from it due to it sending additional stimulation through the nub. He wasn’t the type to say anything nor did he want to express his vulnerability, but damn, the way that he ate you was like he was chasing some sort of approval.. Praise him and he will let go completely (if he doesn’t pass out from surprise).
Odasaku
Odasaku knelt before you ah he simply took a moment to simply admire the sight, committing every glistening detail to memory. Then, without a word, he leaned in, his warm breath hitting your sensitive folds as he inhaled your scent.
He placed his mouth on your kitty, and began to suckle gently, his mouth forming a seal around your flesh. His tongue emerged, lapping at you with a slow, deliberate pace, savoring your taste and texture. He was the type to do it softly and tenderly, his touch almost worshipful of you. He would occasionally pull back just slightly, his lips releasing their suction to place a feather-light kiss upon your clit or your entrance.
"Beautiful kiss Exquisite kiss Lovely," Oh, how he loved praising you, while giving you pleasure. He seemed to find a profound satisfaction in simply pleasuring you, in losing himself in the act of tasting your essence and feeling your body respond to his touch. His silence spoke volumes about his enjoyment.
Jouno
A cruel smile played at the corners of Jouno’s mouth as he leaned in, his breath hot against your sensitive flesh. Just as his tongue was about to make contact, he pulled back abruptly, leaving your aching, empty pussy exposed to the cool air of the room.
"Ah, ah, ah," he tutted like an owner disciplining his pet. Damn him and his sadistic tendancies. "Not so fast, my dear. We have all night, and I intend to take my time..." He then leaned in once more, his tongue delving deep to lap at your essence before he suddenly withdrew, denying you the warmth and pressure you craved.
This maddening pattern continued, with him alternating between suckling at your clit or plunging his tongue into your entrance, only to pull away and leave you wanting. Again. And again. AND AGAIN. Each time he denied you, he would chuckle darkly, like it was the most entertaining thing ever. MF-
"Patience, my sweet," he chimed with an innocent smile as if he wasn’t edging you right now, his fingers tracing your slick folds teasingly. "The anticipation is half the fun, wouldn't you agree?”
Tetchou
Oh, Tetchou is an EATER eater. He immediately dived in, his nose burying itself in your slick folds, inhaling everything. His eyes fluttered shut, lost in scent of your arousal. Without hesitation, his tongue moved deep, plunging into your entrance as he sought to taste your nectar directly from the source. He licked and lapped at you, his tongue swirling and flicking over every sensitive spot he could find.
He seemed lost in the act, absolutely on cloud nine, practically losing his mind. His nose remained buried in your mound the entire time, his chin glistening with your juices as he ate you. Air was overrated for him anyway, this was so much better.
"Fuck, you taste incredible.." He couldn’t help and praise you due to being grateful for having someone as amazing as you. His hunger knew no bounds, his thirst for your essence insatiable, that’s for sure. Even if you try to pull him off, he would just whine and refuse to do so, being utterly addicted.
Fyodor
Fyodor took a moment to admire the sight in front of him, his gaze drinking in every detail. He then leaned in, inhaling your scent deeply, a satisfied sigh leaving his lips.
He placed his mouth upon your mound, his lips brushing your skin in soft kisses. He began to lick at you, focusing intensely as his tongue parted your folds. As he pleasured you, he kept his eyes locked onto your face the entire time, watching your every expression and reaction, like always. He seemed to take great satisfaction in seeing your body respond to his touch, your hips rocking against his lips so nicely. Occasionally, he would pull back just slightly, his lips releasing their suction on your clit to place an open-mouthed kiss upon your sex.
“Absolutely gorgeous.." He murmured against your nub, his breath hot against your skin. His tongue delved deep once more, lapping and suckling with renewed fervor. He did enjoy eating you and mostly used his lips, keeping his eyes shut to properly savor it.
Nikolai
"Magnificent!" he almost cried out with sniffle, dramatically wiping his eyes as if pretending to tear up as to how beautiful it was. He then immediately buried his face in your crotch, his tongue already darting out and going crazy. He licked a long, broad stripe up your slit, his moans and groans vibrating against your flesh.
Unable to control himself, he devoured you with a crazed abandon, his tongue plunging in and out of your entrance as he suckled and slurped noisily without any shame whatsoever.. Just like always. He loved showing just how obsessed he was.
He dragged his tongue up to circle your clit, his lips sealing around the bud as he suckled, his cheeks hollowing with the force of his suction. Between slurps and licks, he babbled his adoration, his words interspersed with wanton noises of pleasure. "Ah, fuck-! I am unworthy, yet I cannot stop.."
Sigma
Sigma wanted nothing more than to bring you utmost pleasure, to perform his duties as your devoted partner with unwavering focus and dedication. Kneeling between your legs, he leaned in, his breath washing over your glistening sex as he prepared to begin his sensual assault. He placed a single, deliberate kiss upon your mound, his lips brushing your skin with a feather-light touch.
“You smell so nice.. Just let me know if I do something wrong..” He requested oh so nicely. He was a brat to others, but a totally devoted partner to you. And so, he sealed his mouth over your sex, licking and suckling as his eyes remained locked onto your face, studying your every reaction.
His technique was precise and calculated, his mouth and tongue moving in a rhythm designed to drive you closer and closer to your peak. He wanted to learn all of the different techniques with you and to make you happy.
