Why Can't I Keep My Fingers Off You? - G.S.

between bites and blushes

synopsis: class 1-a speculates about your secret relationship. as the teasing continues, a small slip reveals the truth, leaving everyone stunned—and katsuki annoyed.

pairing: bakugou katsuki x f!reader

class 1-a buzzes with speculation as you sit among your classmates in the common room, a warm lunch spread out before you.

whispers ripple through the table, each voice eager to share their theories about your love life. you smile, pretending not to notice the heightened interest.

“who do you think y/n is dating?” kirishima asks, leaning forward with a bright smile. “I mean, she’s been acting kind of secretive lately.”

“yeah, and she never talks about him,” kaminari adds, his eyes wide with curiosity. “it’s gotta be someone from a different class, right?”

midoriya furrows his eyebrows. “maybe it’s someone in class 1-b? I’ve seen her talking to some of them during training.”

you chuckle softly to yourself. you’ve been keeping your relationship with katsuki under wraps, wanting to enjoy it without the pressure of everyone’s scrutiny.

as if sensing their curiosity, katsuki sits down beside you, his presence immediate and commanding. he slams his tray on the table, causing a small shake, and grabs his bowl of spicy ramen.

“what are you losers even yammering about?” he asks.

“oh, just talking about y/n’s mystery boyfriend!” kaminari blurts out, his grin mischievous. “you know, the one she’s too secretive to talk about!”

katsuki narrows his eyes, looking between you and kaminari, as if he’s weighing how much to care. you can’t help but smile at the situation.

“you guys should really focus on your training instead of my dating life,” you say lightly, enjoying the way katsuki shifts slightly in his seat, the faintest hint of annoyance crossing his features.

after a few minutes of banter, katsuki pushes his ramen aside to make room for dessert—an assortment of mochi he’d been saving.

you watch as kaminari, with his usual absent-mindedness, leans over to grab a spoonful of katsuki’s ramen while katsuki’s attention is diverted.

“hey, what are you doing?” you call out, but it’s too late.

kaminari shovels the food into his mouth, a blissful look on his face. the moment he registers what he’s just done, his eyes widen in horror. “uh, oh...”

katsuki whips around, his expression darkening as he realizes his precious ramen has been tampered with. “hey! what the hell did you just do?” he roars, a vein in his forehead twitching with irritation.

kaminari’s face pales. “I-I thought it was just a taste! it looked really good!”

“looks good? you think that gives you the right to just take my food?” katsuki yells, rising from his seat, quirk already sparking at his fingertips.

the common room goes silent, all eyes glued to the impending chaos. kirishima grabs kaminari’s arm, pulling him back instinctively. “dude, you might want to apologize before he goes off!”

kaminari stammers, “I-I’m sorry! it was an accident!”

katsuki marches over, and in a flurry of furious energy, he pushes kaminari back, delivering a quick, sharp punch to his shoulder. “next time, ask before you eat something that isn’t yours, you dumbass!”

the rest of the class watches in a mix of awe and nervousness as kaminari scrambles to defend himself, stumbling back to his seat, where he winces in exaggerated pain.

“man, you really care about your food, huh?” kirishima laughs nervously, though the humor is tinged with apprehension. “I wouldn’t want to be on your bad side!”

katsuki grumbles something unintelligible, his gaze shifting back to you. you can’t help but giggle at the absurdity of the situation.

days pass, and the class is still buzzing with excitement over kaminari’s mishap. speculation over your love life continues to swirl, but you remain tight-lipped, enjoying the mystery and the quiet joy of your relationship with katsuki.

then, one day, as you sit in the common room with katsuki, you eye his leftovers sitting on the coffee table. he’s absorbed in a training video, and you can’t resist the temptation.

you reach over and take a bite of his remaining ramen, savoring the rich flavors.

katsuki glances over. “y/n,” he warns.

you flash him a playful grin. “just having a little taste! you don’t mind, do you?”

his expression softens slightly, and he shakes his head. “if you’re hungry then just tell me, so I can make you more.”

you grin, warmth flooding through you at his casual offer. “aww, you’d do that?”

“of course! just don’t go stealing my food like some idiot,” he replies, crossing his arms, but there’s a softness in his tone that makes you smile.

just then, the rest of class 1-a filters into the room, their curious eyes darting between you and katsuki.

kaminari, still nursing his bruised pride, can’t help but speak up. “so, you’re not gonna beat her up for eating your food?” he asks, a teasing lilt in his voice.

katsuki looks at him, utterly perplexed. “what kind of jackass beats up his girlfriend?” he retorts, his expression a mix of confusion and annoyance.

a heavy silence descends over the room, the weight of his words hanging in the air. your classmates exchange stunned glances, eyes wide with disbelief.

the realization hits them like a wave, each one processing the implication of katsuki's casual admission.

“oh, that’s why you’ve been in a good mood lately—” midoriya blurts out, his eyes going wide with understanding.

katsuki’s face flushes, and he instinctively pulls you closer, wrapping an arm around your shoulders as if to shield you from their astonished gazes.

“stay out of our business!” he yells, then he points at midoriya, “especially you!”

the room erupts into a flurry of shocked voices, each member of class 1-a grappling with the sudden revelation. uraraka’s mouth drops open in disbelief. “wait, you guys are actually together?!”

kirishima’s grin grows even wider, and he nudges katsuki’s arm playfully. “dude, that’s awesome! I didn’t see that coming!”

you can’t help but laugh at the chaos, your heart swelling with affection for katsuki. you think that that nobody is noticing that katsuki’s hands are crackling, and that his eyes are picking his targets.

you figure that you won’t tell them, since, hey, good chaos is healthy every once in a while.

kofi — navigation — masterlist

do not copy, translate, or plagarize

MAN. I HEADCANNON PM! DAZAI DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO LOVE. like, he knows love. The structure of what it is, a simple stature but thats only the view from the outside. when he finds himself trapped inside the complex labyrinth love was — he was at lost for where to go. no routes in his mind could pave a path, there was no logic working in this maze. as if it were different from everything he'd ever known.

I headcannon Dazai does not know love, but merely the theory it is. He knows how to seduce yet he does not know what it is. he just knows it's something that helps him to manipulate, to take control of the situation.. but within those strings, he finds himself no longer the puppeteer — but he, was the puppet he was playing all along. he never knew the dangers of what love could do, until his heart became what was being played as a price to be payed. it started off as a thrill, then an annoyance, and then a constant looming — the feeling of his heart tightening in his chest. truthfully, he never knew anything.

And that made him fear it.

but you knew everything, how to love. and what's beautiful, is the fact that he melts within your embrace. he learns what is right, he learns love — what it means to love and be loved. he finds out with you that in all dark corners, love is still beautiful. That within this dark maze, you were the one who pulled him out and into the light, you who spoke of love so beautifully. there came an enlightenment to him, that you were the one — the one he's been waiting for all his life, his answer.

but PM! Dazai Osamu was but a man — fearing the unknown, for the feeling of lost once you slip away from his fingers. Dazai Osamu fears the day you would ever be snatched away from him, if he'd ever awake with you beside him in the morning, and the next, and he regrets; he regrets knowing love, how beautiful it is. because you've shown him why life is worth living, and if that — you, were to ever be taken away..

I woke up with an insane dazai brain riot help

anyways I'll come back to this I swear hold on—

© nhoirr — don't copy, plagiarize or translate!

nsfw ahead !

sigma and dazai have been on my mind for a WHILE. which, obviously, has resulted into uhm,,, unholy thoughts 😁

therefore, imagine dazai taking you from the back, pounding into you and abusing your cervix with every thrust as you suck sigma off <3

and dazai is not making it easy for you to please sigma because he’s fucking you dumb, holding onto your hips like he’s holding on for dear life,, which he isn’t known to do. and sigma? sigma is a blushing mess. one hand lovingly on your head as you bob it up and down on his length, the other one across his mouth as he tries to hide his moans.

and dazai just speaks pure filth to you, smacks your ass and everything while sigma lets out quiet “fuck” ‘s and whines. dazai slides his hand down, rubbing your clit with one hand as you moan out loud, gripping the sheets. the dark haired man lets out a chuckle, pressing his lips to your ear “you like the way i’m fucking you, beautiful? feel good? don’t forget about my friend over there, okay?” he kisses your temple as he gestures to sigma.

and sigma’s ears go red “no no, it’s fine i— oh f..fuck” he tries to say before you lick his dripping tip. your eyes trail up to him, a silent chuckle vibrating against his sensitive cock as he whines, closing his eyes and looking away. “look at the effect you have over him, pretty girl. got him wrapped around your finger, don’t you?” dazai coos as he caresses your back, hips slapping against your ass.

and god, aren’t you just so beautiful? aren’t you just handling them both so well? that’s part of the filthy shit dazai whispers to you as he rubs your swollen clit, thrusting himself balls deep into you. and sigma agrees. he’s not going to say it out loud,, he’s too shy for it. but with the way you’re taking care of his hard-on, he could very well pass out.

your fingers trace patterns on sigma’s thighs, making him get louder, more vocal as he gets closer to reaching his peak. dazai, on the other hand, is aiming towards making you cum. he wants to see you fall apart because of him, wants you to know nobody else can fuck you this good. so he pulls out, like the annoying cunt he is and watches your hole gape and clench around nothing, making you whine impatiently.

“come on. let her have it” sigma says as he watches you squirm. dazai chuckles, a cocky smile appearing his lips “oh? think she’s not gonna make you cum if i don’t fuck her?” he teases as sigma rolls his eyes with a blush. “osamu.. please” you whine, looking back at him as he catches your jaw between his fingers.

“awww.. can’t refuse you when you ask me so nicely, belladonna. want me to fuck you stupid?” you nod impatiently, hand lazily pumping sigma as he watches the whole scene. dazai applies a sweet kiss to your lips, pulling away with a bite to your bottom lip. “only for you, pretty” dazai says with a wink as he parts himself away from you, slamming himself back into you.

soon enough your body shakes violently, as you yell his name. sigma takes a bolder approach, reaching for your face as he muffles your moans with a sweet kiss, tongue swirling against dazai’s previous bite. as you reach your high, dazai groans, gripping your hips tightly before painting your walls white with his thick cum, pulling out and watching it drip out from your aching hole.

your hand moves down to sigma’s dick as he whines against your lips, pumping his length before parting away from him “need you to cum too” and sigma bites his lip as you and dazai’s piercing eyes watch him. unfortunately for him, being watched only made his cock twitch in your hand as he gripped the sheets of the bed.

you got to work quick enough, kissing and licking at his sensitive tip as he begged for you to let him have it. his hips push up, fucking your fist as you chuckle, watching him rub himself in the palm of your hand “good boy, sigma. doing so well” and he whines, closing his eyes and throwing his head back before sticky ropes of cum shoot out from his mushroom-tip.

soon after you’re squished between the two as they kiss, praise and caress your body, taking care of you and making sure you aren’t hurting. sigma cannot stop thanking you, dazai cannot stop kissing all over you,, you’re so pampered, you’re their princess. until.. you know.. dazai decides to speak up.

“so… up for round two?”

“osamu, shut up”

stuff me full ! — o. dazai

synopsis: porn w/o a plot bro …

cw: fem reader, clit rubbing (?), fingering, begging, piv, rough pace, crying, biting / marking (hickies), praise, mention of good girl idk man, lmk if i missed anything

”’samu, ‘s too much !” you gasped out, your panties soaked as dazai’s digits slowly circled over it, his hands cold. you had a hand covering your mouth, not wanting to disturb the neighbors with the thin walls that separated everyone. dazai’s eyes were sharp, his gaze fixated on you and the way you flinch and shudder with every slight move he makes.

“what’s wrong bella ? can’t handle me anymore ? want me to stop ?” with the two fingers he had, he took one away, making you teary eyed as he kisses your jaw ever so lightly.

“no ..! please, osamu, please !” you hiccuped out, bucking your hips slightly and whimpering, toes curled as dazai laughs at the sight. his hands are soaked and your panties are wet with your slick. your boyfriend takes his hand away from your aching pussy and hooks his fingers on your underwear straps, teasing you even farther.

“c’mon, love, tell me what you want, or else i’ll never know ~”

“you … you’re cock, please ..” face flustered red, you mumbled out the words, feeling the fabric on your waist being slipped off without another word. your wet cunt was exposed to the eyes of a demon, ever so desperate for your lover to take you whole. dazai rubs his fingers on your clit a few more times before slipping them in into your sloppy wet hole, making you arch your back as his fingers curl inside of you.

“darl’, you looks so good, but we can’t go without a little teasing, right ? look at how wet you are, and i didn’t even do anything.” lips practically drooling, dazai places hungry kisses on your lips, your moans being muffled out onto his mouth. feeling his finger slip away a minute or so later, you heard the shuffling noise of clothes, presumably dazai’s pants. lining himself up, dazai ravels at the sight of your helpless body, begging to be used by him.

“god, you’re adorable ..!” with that, he shoves his whole length into you, making you yelp and moan out, back arched and arms traveling up to osamus hair. with your tits bouncing at the fast pace he has set, you roll your eyes to the back of your head, making you unable to think or process anything, white stars appearing in your vision.

“a- ahh, look at them bounce, ‘nd all just f’me ..” dazai leans down to give the middle of your chest a kiss, leaving small marks that makes you grip onto his hair tighter. his light touch sent shivers up your spine as he licks the bud of your nipple ever so gently, his hands all over you with his duck twitching inside.

“‘samu !! too fast, gahh ~ !!” going in and out of your cunt, dazai moans into your ear, knowing damn well that would turn you on in more ways. with his hands slowly crawling down towards your hips, he kisses you harder, both of your breathing becoming ragged and heavy. your walls tighten even more around his dick as you moan into his lips, bucking your hips as you feel your wetness drip down from your cunt and to the bed, already feeling so full with him inside you, all deep and cozy. his fingers okay with the bud of your clit again, making your toes curl and back arch even more off the bed, soaking his fingers even more than before.

“‘m so close, ya’know that ? you feel so good, your pussy feels sooo gooood around me. such a good girl, aren’t ‘cha— hahh ..~”

hips becoming sloppy, indicating he really was close. leaning down towards your ear, he ignores your pants and desperate moans, tucking hair strands behind your ear before moaning into them, his voice shaky and out of breath.

“please, let me finish inside … ‘m gonna stuff you full — shiiit ~~!“

you beg for him to stuff you with his cum, your body feeling close to its final limit. with a few more rough, unforgiving thrusts, dazai’s moans into your ear, a moan you would only hear in porn videos, as he fills you up with his hot seed, his thrusts stopped and dick inside of you. you moan and squirt all over his lower abdomen, the juices getting mixed with his as dazai licks his lips, looking down at your cum stuffed cunt. he moves his hips again, not giving you time for a breather and moving relentlessly again, making you moan out ever so loudly as he stuffs his cum back into your desperate hole.

“not begging me to stop this time ? fuckk, you feel sooo goood ~~!! wanna make sure none of my cum drips out, ‘kay ?”

The cool, marble countertops send a shiver up your spine, but you don't seem to care. Instead of complaints, a giggle leaves your mouth, hands tightening around Dazai's shoulders. Feeling him scoop you up and set you onto the kitchen counter so easily made you swoon, which only deepened the make out session you two were currently engaged in. His hands kept moving from your hips to your ass, wanting to feel your body under his fingers as he held you close.

You both couldn't help giggling, feeling giddy at the touches and kisses being shared during such early hours. Pajama shorts riding up your thighs, a stretched-out and loose t-shirt showing off Dazai's bare neck and collar bones... it was all so intimate. There was no one around, just the two of you and the early morning sun dancing across the room as your legs moved up to cage Dazai in. More giggles erupted from him before pulling back, cutely flushed cheeks on display for just you to see. No words were shared, just heavy breaths and loving stares as your brains worked on properly waking up.

“Y’know, maybe I should skip work today.”

“You said the same thing yesterday, Osamu.”

pm dazai and pm chuuya who constantly fight each other for readers attention... but then someone hurts reader and all of a sudden they work together so seamlessly to kill the mf who dared to touch you (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

ⵌ YOU'RE QUITE THE SAME IF LOVE'S THE GAIN

SENDER Reader (Fem) RECIPITENT PM!Dazai Osamu + PM!Chuuya Nakahara (BSD) CONTENTS jealousy, reader+chuuya+dazai are 16/17, reader is an heiress, hostage situation, fluff n cute!! (implied) torture, worried chuuya NOTE This wasn't the department you specialised in. You wanted to manage finances, and while Mori was more than happy to grant you the role - Dazai would nag for you to join him and Chuuya on missions that didn't concern you in the slightest. There's only so much patience one can have. COMPANY Tangled Up

A/N THI S WA S RLL Y C UT E !! sorr y this one was l ate ;//; i hav e a scho o l trip tmrw ^^// maybe i'l l t ry sm ut nex t ... i have a l ot of good re qs i ho pe i ca n ge t throu gh the m a ll ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

Missions with Dazai and Chuuya always resulted in a thrilling adventure. There was never a time you'd look back on a mission you'd had with both and say to yourself, 'that was a bummer.'

You weren't supposed to work alongside them. Within the Port Mafia, Dazai and Chuuya were always to be assigned missions that were too dangerous for someone ordinary.

And, you? Well.

You possessed no ability. Your purpose in the Port Mafia was your background - your status.

Heiress to your father's wealth in your homeland of France, your parents were part of a certain elite group that made you a walking target should you venture without protection.

That is why you were always thrown as the bait.

With all respects to Dazai, that is, who introduced to Mori the idea of having you be the helpless, dumb damsel skipping merrily into danger.

You weren't happy about this arrangement and that was made clear by your sulking.

" Oh, look at me, I am an unattended woman. "

You sluggishly wandered around the dark halls of the abandoned facility, your voice just barely loud enough for the walls to echo your sarcastic jokes.

" This is serioouuuss! " The earpiece cleverly hidden in your ear crackled into life, you knew the voice belonged to Dazai. " Been chasing this guy for ages now, I think he's got some sort of phasing ability. He might appear outta no where, but Chuuya's trailing behind you, so don't worry. "

As if it could ease your nerves, it only made you regret agreeing to this further. " Great. I'm comforted. " You replied in a snarky manner.

You were dressed in lavish clothing that not even your pompous, arrogant mother would ever think of wearing. You seemed to have a distaste for reminders of the generational wealth you possess and opt to distance yourself from a 'royal' life. It proved impossible when it was the only thing that allowed you to maintain a job in the Port Mafia.

The gloomy and cold atmosphere left you hugging yourself for warmth as you traversed through complicated corridors. Although your earpiece was not connected to Chuuya's, you worried that you were walking off-course and/or Chuuya knew where you are meant to go, but could not blow his cover to correct your stupid mistakes.

Chuuya did a pretty good job at staying hidden. You could not hear a thing other than the clacking of your heels against metal flooring. " Ohh.. I'm so scared. " You pitched your voice higher, this being your best shot at luring out whoever it is the PM were after. You weren't taking this seriously, that was clear to both Dazai and Chuuya.

This wasn't the first mission you three were together, there were a few others that you'd two go through but this was the first time you were thrown a seal to a shark.

Dazai was elsewhere in the building, you weren't sure where and he gave no information when asked. With the affirmation Chuuya had your back, you knew that there was nothing to fear.

You would have appreciated some communication on his end though. You figured it must be his unnatural shyness towards you that made it hard for him to be too forward.

You easily noticed how his behaviour would change around you. And with Dazai around? Oh, boy.

Even if you could be a little air-headed sometimes, you weren't dumb to the hints in front of you.

From the day you were rescued from captivity - a story for another day - Chuuya stood out. You find it funny how he'd be unable to face you for more than a minute before looking away hurriedly. It sprung your new-found hobby of teasing Chuuya whenever you could. Of course Dazai picked up on it pretty soon after too and Chuuya has not known peace since. You couldn't help it! You weren't to blame! You giggled to yourself reminding yourself of Chuuya's little crush, fingers intertwined behind your back loosely, your back straightening from its previous hunched-over stance.

Feeling sudden confidence surge through your veins with the recollection of memories with Chuuya, you were just about to turn on your heel to address the gravity manipulator until a hand grabbed you from behind - before you had the chance to see who it was, you felt cold metal press against your temple that made you freeze up.

In front of you, Chuuya had finally revealed himself, but he too was stood as still as stone.

" Kill me 'n the girl goes too. "

They have never let it get THIS bad. Not ever have you ever even been in the hold or this close to an enemy, and here you were at gunpoint, something that was not planned.

You didn't dare break eye contact from Chuuya. This might just be your final moment. With great trust in Chuuya and Dazai's ability, you weren't sure how they'd proceed with this.

Chuuya might end up being the last thing you see. The look of fear on his face too didn't ease your nerves. They were not in the position to bargain. And funnily enough, you blamed yourself for this.

" Fine, yeah. Let her go. " Chuuya stood up from his mid-offensive position and dropped whatever weapon he had. A gun and a small knife for close-combat, he raised his arms above his head to firmly show his surrender. The hand that was previously on your lower hip raised to roughly cover your mouth, a gloved palm shoving itself in your face and that broke you down immediately. Fear took over and your knees went weak with pure fright, yet the man behind you had his fingers digging into the flesh of your cheek with such a harsh grab that it kept you standing up-right, the barrel of the gun pressing in deeper to your skull, sure to leave indents - that is if you weren't just shot dead. Then an indent would be the less of your worries.

With your back pressed against the chest of the stranger, you could feel the vibration of his confident voice as he spoke loudly, " Don't take me for a fool, Nakahara. You could easily use that ability of yours. " And that was true. You actually forgot about Chuuya's ability. Your mind was too foggy at the moment.

It was the first time you saw Chuuya Nakahara look uncertain in whether this mission would end well or not. He smiled insecurely as he let out a gruff exhale, " Wouldn't do that if I wanted her to live, yeah? Now let her go. "

Even if he kept grinning, you could see how the sweat dripped from his face even through your own teary eyes. With the palm pressing over your mouth and nose, it was difficult to breathe and steady your heart that was already beating fast enough as it is.

" Hmm.. " The gun was lowered slowly, caressing down your cheek and to your chest before being positioned at the pit of your stomach, " But do I really wanna? "

You began to squeal in protest, unable to accept your helplessness but it seemed someone else did your job of retaliation for you.

In the blink of an eye, the man holding you captive fell backwards and consequentially dragged you down with him but ended up tripping you up a bit further. You fell with your head banging on the hard floor, your captors hand slipping from your mouth and allowing you to briefly ‎gasp for air. The clattering of a gun was heard somewhere yet you were too dazed to properly do anything at this point.

The last thing you remember was the feeling of being raised from your underarms and distant shouting.

" -as if she'd be able to do-"

" No, you shut up! You could've done something easily. "

" It was your idea to use her as a fuckin' pawn, don't twist this. "

" Uhh! I'm sowwy~! I thought Chuuya Naka-fucking-hara had some balls to intercept~! "

" Zip it! She's waking up! "

Groggily, you stared at the two of them, sitting opposite each-other on the end of your bed. Judging by the bright white, you were most likely in the infirmary.

Chuuya was the first to lean in, he must have not noticed his hand coming to rest over yours which were folded nearly over your stomach. He had hope in his eyes, contrasting with the emotion you last remember them in. " Y/N? " He called out to you, taking a glimpse at the steady heart monitor.

Testing your voice, you let out a low hum before croaking out a meek, " Heya. "

Dazai was the first to break a laugh at your first words. His and Chuuya's eyes were soft.

" Don't look cute, I'm pissed at you both. " You huffed, turning your head to the side, avoiding them both.

Chuuya held your hand a little tighter, he understood if you decided to be unhappy with him. " Sorry, Y/N. I really fucked that up. Shit, I just didn't know what to do. " He explained himself with such compassion you were urged to look at him again. " I guess I discovered seein' you like that. Uh. In trouble and stuff, makes me seize up badly. "

From the corner of your eye you saw Dazai huff before standing up, but Chuuya held onto your attention as he continued speaking tenderly to you, " I thought that this loser would have planned a set-up and knew that was gonna happen but. It took too long. I realised last second he didn't plan shit. "

" Hey! Don't be so rude, Chuuya~ Besides, if it weren't for me, precious princess would've been shot. " You saw Dazai reach into his back pocket for something you couldn't quite recognise yet.

" Oh, that was you, Dazai? " You asked, alluding to the sudden drop during the action. " Yuup~ And y'know what the best part is? "

You quirked a brow and stole a shared glance from Chuuya. Dazai was unexpectable.

" Since me and Chuuya are so nice.. "

So Chuuya was in on this too?

Dazai paused his sentence and hummed in a baby-ish voice. " Kill me and the girl goes too! " He mocked, earning him an earnest giggle from you. " That wasn't funny, Dazai! I was scared! " You retorted, but still couldn't wipe that smile off of your face.

" Sorry, sorry. But, like he wanted, he's not dead. "

Dazai held the object he had pulled out in front of him. Bloodied priars.

" Technically death caused by unattended injuries is not 'killing him' on MY end, isn't that right, Chuuya? "

Chuuya nod his head before you.

They have that man locked in a fucking basement.

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𝜗𝜚 he likes to eat his girl while fingering her, a hungry boy…

𝜗𝜚 he has no idea how big he is

𝜗𝜚 all he wants is to give pleasure to his lover, so sweet

𝜗𝜚 he loves your titties <3

𝜗𝜚 he will let you use him

NAGI seishiro, reo mikage, bachira meguru, CHOSO kamo, yuji itadori, yuta okkotsu, inumaki toge, SHOTO todoroki, tamaki amajiki, midoriya izuku, ARMIN arlert, connie springer, CHIFUYU matsuno, kazutora hanemiya, takemichi hanagaki + your favs.

𝜗𝜚 you and your damn skirts will one day hurt your ability to walk.

𝜗𝜚 he had a bad day, so…

𝜗𝜚 “i’ll just take care of you, okay?”

𝜗𝜚 he loves the way your hips collide with his cock

𝜗𝜚 sometimes he just focuses on you and your adorable lips

ISAGI yoichi, chigiri hyoma, kunigami rensuke, SUGURU geto, megumi fushiguro, nanami kento, takuma ino, AIZAWA shouta, denki kaminari, kirishima eijiro, LEVI ackerman, reiner braun, porco galliard, MANJIRO sano, shinichiro sano, mitsuya takashi + your favs.

𝜗𝜚 he promised to be more gentle this time, lying bastard!

𝜗𝜚 he can make you cum in seconds <3

𝜗𝜚 will you be a “good girl” ?

𝜗𝜚 “are you going to be a shy girl and hide your little noises from me, hmm?”

𝜗𝜚 he is a total eater, trust me.

SAE itoshi, rin itoshi, shido ryusei, eita otoya, TOJI zenin, ryomen sukuna, gojo satoru, BAKUGOU katsuki, touya todoroki, keigo takami, EREN yeager, jean kirstein, IZANA kurokawa, baji keisuke, haruchiyo sanzu, ken ryuguji + your favs.

© itoshhi 2025 {do not copy, translate, steal, modify without permission.}

car mechanic bkg blurb…. let’s celebrate that i crashed my car

“so.. uhm.. how bad is it?”

katsuki grumbles as he crouches down, looking closely at the dents and scratches on your car frame. his coarse fingers trace over them, and his eyebrows furrow. you think this is the first time in your life you wish you were a car.

katsuki has always been so attentive to detail when it comes to his cars.

“‘s not bad, could be worse” he replies, placing his gloved hand on his hip. “‘s an easy fix, though. ya need me to check anything else?”

“spark plugs, please” you gulp, “i’ve been meaning to replace them for a while.”

he chuckles, his other hand reaching for a rattle inside his overall’s pocket. “the total’s gonna cost ya a pretty penny, doll.”

you feign innocence as you move towards him, fingers tracing the center pocket of his overall. “really? i thought i could get a few dollars off since i’ve known you for quite a while, mr. bakugo. it’s all about customer loyalty, right?”

he tilts his head to the side, the corners of his lips growing to form a smirk. his hand slithers to your waist. “what’re ya sayin’, sweets? ya wanna pay me some other way? i only take cash.”

you playfully roll your eyes, shoving his chest lightly. “you just had to ruin it didn’t you, babe.”

“not my fault you’re broke” he burst into laughter, wincing slightly when you slap his arm.

“fine, fine—i’ll fix your car. but—i’m taking my payment tonight.”

₊˚·७ HOPE THEY CAUGHT US

featuring — dazai osamu, edogawa ranpo, nakahara chuuya, y/l/n y/n

summary — when your boyfriend proposed the idea of fucking in a public place, you were intrigued to say the least.

warnings — dazai, ranpo, & chuuya x fem!reader (separate), smut, public sex, (almost) getting caught, dazai fucks you in chuuya’s office, nipple play, unprotected sex (pls be safe irl), self indulgent (minus chuuya, he’s for my best friend @kozuwhore), reader is part of a rich family in ranpo’s, mentions of marijuana use in ranpo’s, jealousy in chuuya’s, port mafia!reader in chuuya’s, deepthroating in chuuya’s, slightly dom!reader in chuuya’s, slightly sub!chuuya, pet names used

messages from the stars — title (and fic) inspired by doja cat 🫡

𝐃𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐈 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔

“tell me why you thought this was a good idea again?” you asked, feeling osamu pepper kisses down your neck. “because ever since our port mafia days, that bastard has been looking at you like he desires you. wanna ruin you in his office.”

you whimpered when he sucked the sweet part of your neck. fingers entangled in his hair, you grinded your hips against his clothed boner. you felt his hard-on poking against your panties, now soaked in your arousal.

“my my, someone’s desperate, bella,” he cooed, pecking your cheek. you looked away, flustered. he brought your face to look at him again. you stared into his wide, excited eyes. you couldn’t let him down, seeing how much desire he was feeling.

you began unbuttoning your black button-up, revealing the lacy black bra beneath. osamu immediately dove in between your breasts, kissing and sucking on the skin. your breasts were sensitive to his touch, making you whimper out.

“ ‘samu,” you whined, clawing at his hair. you felt yourself get wetter as he moved your bra down, sucking your nipples. leaning your head back, your eyes shot open when you heard footsteps outside the office.

dazai didn’t mind and kept sucking and biting. “osamu!” you whisper-snapped. “relax, darling. no one’s gonna come..except us,” he muttered against your breasts. you chewed on your bottom lip in nervousness.

after osamu was finally finished marking your breasts, he began taking his jacket off. you also began undressing more, peeling off your panties and skirt.

“god, you’re soaked,” he breathed out, running a line down your slit. you shuddered at the sudden feeling. “so sensitive too,” he chuckled to himself, unzipping his pants.

gripping your thigh, osamu kept your legs apart and slid his cock into your pussy.

he let out heavy pants with each thrust. you held onto him tightly. the desk shifted when he pounded into you, causing papers and documents to slide off. but all you could focus on was dazai’s dick inside you.

you didn’t even care about who could walk in, only focusing on cumming with your lover. light whimpers came from your lips, causing osamu to lean down and kiss them roughly.

the kisses were sloppy and slow, passionate too. dazai’s hands went to grip your hips to keep you firmly in place. the pleasure made your head spin, dizzy with bliss and euphoria.

you cried out in ecstasy as dazai rammed his cock into you, shooting his sperm inside your tight, wet hole. the feeling of his cum filling you up tipped you over the edge, cumming intensely.

both of you catching your breath, you didn’t even notice the footsteps approaching the office.

“the hell? why is my door locked?” your eyes widened in fear when hearing chuuya’s complaining from the other side of the door. dazai just gave you a cheeky grin before thrusting into you again.

𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐏𝐎

you really did not want to go to this event. but, your mother insisted. so, you dragged along your boyfriend as a plus one.

“don’t you think this is a bit too short, love?” he asked once you both met up at the event. “no, do you think it’s too short?” you asked, acting completely oblivious to the fact it rode up your thighs.

in reality, you wore the red dress on purpose—to rile ranpo up. he knew you were teasing him, and he wasn’t going to let it slide. you thought he would drag you home but no, he wanted to do it here and now.

you weren’t really a risky couple, other than the one time you both got high and had the munchies. but, ranpo wanted to go the extra mile this time. he wanted to get caught, wanted to show the world how good he made you feel. him and only him.

after chatting with a few family members and sharing a couple drinks, ranpo whispered in your ear if you wanted to get out of there.

“i’d thought you’d never ask,” you told him, smirking. he dragged you to the nearest bathroom and pinned you up against the wall. “ranpo, can’t you wait til we—mmph!—we get home?” you asked, feeling him trail kisses down your neck.

“can’t wait that long, dear. want you now,” he muttered attacking your neck with kisses and hickies. his hands palmed against your breasts before pulling the dress and bra down and exposing your bare breasts.

you hissed as the cold air hit your nipples. your boyfriend took a nipple in his mouth and began nibbling and sucking. “shouldn’t we at least get into the bathroom?”

you were still standing beside the bathroom door. it was a secluded area but it didn’t mean people couldn’t be needing the bathroom themselves and stumble upon you and your lover’s rendezvous.

pulling away, ranpo hurried you into the bathroom and didn’t bother locking the door. you were too consumed in edogawa indulging himself in your beautiful breasts to even realize however.

he pulled the dress up your thighs and rested around your waist, revealing your matching panties. he nearly salivated at the sight, biting his lip. all he wanted to do was eat you out until you were crying and pleading for more.

so, he began doing just that. pushing the lace to the side, he began sucking and devouring your warm and wet pussy, causing you to loudly moan. “careful darlin, don’t want your family to hear how much of a slut you are for me,” he chuckled, humming against your heat.

“ranpo, more, please!” you stifled out a moan. he began lapping his tongue faster against your clit and inserted it into your hole, darting in and out. leaning your head against the wall, you cried out in pure bliss.

“i’m so close! more please please please!” you begged and pleaded for ranpo to allow you to cum. “no, you’re not cumming without me,” he told you, straightening up.

he unzipped his pants and pulled out his hardened cock. hiking your leg up, he teased the tip along your slit before sliding it into your pussy slowly and teasingly. ranpo sighed out in pleasure when he finally thrusted into you.

he wanted to keep teasing you, but your pussy was so tight and kept luring him in for more that he couldn’t stop thrusting into your tight, wet hole. “ahh! baby you feel so good,” he moaned shamelessly, not caring one bit if you got caught.

“ranpo, ‘m close,” you breathed, wrapping your arms around him. your boyfriend pounded into you faster, hips stuttering as his cock twitched inside you. one hand grabbing your breast and the other entangling itself in your hair, he began squeezing and toying with your nipples as he gripped your hair tightly.

“you look so perfect like this. all mine, mine for me to love and corrupt,” he confessed, thrusting deep as he shot his cum into you. he moaned extra loud, enough for anyone outside to hear.

you weren’t too quiet either, moaning in euphoric bliss as you came. catching both your breaths, you leaned against each others shoulders, you clutching into ranpo’s suit jacket.

exiting the bathroom, you were meant with your uncle and aunt who practically raised you. your hair was messed up, your lipstick was smeared, and hickies adorned your neck. ranpo, on the other hand, had messy hair under his cap and lipstick stains on his lips.

your aunt and uncle stayed silent as they took in your post-sex states. “i hope you two stayed safe,” your aunt mentioned. “of course,” you said, staring at your lover with a forced smile.

𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐔𝐘𝐀

going to the nightclub with your boyfriend was supposed to be a fun outing. that is until, the bartender started giving him free drinks but not you. in fact, she’d give you a nasty side eye when you clearly flirted with your boyfriend.

chuuya saw through your calm façade, but wanted to tease you a bit. he didn’t entertain the woman’s flirting, but didn’t do anything to stop it. all the times you flirted with dazai when he was still in the port mafia to make chuuya jealous made this the perfect opportunity to exact revenge.

eventually, you couldn’t take it anymore, grabbing chuuya by the arm and dragging him away from the woman. the woman was stunned but chuuya didn’t spare a second glance at her, now focused on you and only your riled up self. he could only imagine what you had in store for him.

taking him to the nearest bathroom, you didn’t even bother locking the door or heading to a stall. you had him sit on the sink table and undo his pants. he hurriedly pulled down his pants and boxers and you brought his entire cock in your mouth.

he whimpered and squirmed, pleading and whispering for more. your mouth was so warm and tight, he couldn’t wait to be buried in your equally warm and tight pussy, maybe even more warm and tight. but for now, he’ll enjoy this blowjob from you—his lover, his only lover.

“ahh! y/n.. fuck!” he groaned loudly, not being able to contain his moans with how good you were taking him in your mouth. licking a stripe along his length, you quickly filled your mouth with his entire cock, earning a loud whimper from the redhead.

“just like that, don’t stop love,” he groaned, trying to stabilize himself as his hands tussled through your hair. tears brimmed your eyes and threatened to spill when you continued deepthroating him.

“shh, it’s okay baby, you’re doin great,” he cooed, wiping the dripping tears onto your cheeks. “i’m almost there—fuck!” he whined, thrusting into your mouth. he continued fucking your mouth as he felt the familiar knot in his stomach release.

spurts of cum shot down your throat. you swallowed every last bit, earning a “good girl” from chuuya, who wiped some cum from the side of your mouth.

“let’s get home, babe, i wanna show you that you belong to me too.”

hi sweet haein !! may i request something with beastzai and pillow princess!reader? ૮꒰/ฅ//ฅ//꒱ა go bold go wild and downright nasty if you can, i have literally no boundaries hehe tysm (>᎑<๑)/♡ feel free to be creative!

let me do it for you .. — o. dazai

i lovee beastzai so much hes soo (*♡∀♡) i tired my best to write pillow princess stuff … i hope i did decent …

cw: gn reader (with fem terms / you yours), slight possessive dazai, overstim, belly bulge, stomach pressing, nipple rubbing, lmk if i missed anything

holding a pillow to your face, you moaned into the soft fabric cover as osamus dick mercilessly thrusted in and out of you, his hands on your chest and rolling small circles on your hard nipples, grunting and moaning along with you as his hot breath carefully made its way to your neck, pressing his tongue on it gently and peppering kisses on it, whispering by your ear ever so seductively.

“ya’know, i have a meeting in half an hour back at hq — mm, fuck — you think i can make you cum at least three times ?” watching you nod into the pillow, the bandaged man’s grim grew as he kissed the outer part of your ear, whispering a ‘atta girl’ before drilling into your tight went cunt even more. his left hand moves away from your chest and to the lower part of your stomach, pressing down on it gently as you squirmed in pleasure as dazai’s thumb rubbed soft circles on your side.

“now, look at that, wont you.” dazai was mesmerized at the ways a bulge growing up and down every time he thrusted deep inside of you, making you buck your hips ever so slightly for more stimulation.

“‘samu, ‘m — gh ah !! — so c- close ..!!” you whined out, voice muffled down by the pillow. dazais right hand continued to pinch and rub your swollen nipples and his left hand on your hip, brushing it gently with his thumb as a way to comfort you.

“g- god … wanna cum ? you wanna cum for me, pretty ? c’mon, i know you can do it — ahhhn ~” as you got rid of the pillow on your face, you let out a few more desperate moans before you squirted all over dazai’s lower abdomen, your fluids getting mixed with his as he pulls out and cums all over your tummy.

“soo pretty … let me get two, more ..!!” dazai shoved his cock back inside of your dripping hole without hesitation, stars starting to appear in your vision as you moan out louder than before, sweaty skin on skin echoing in the large bedroom and your moans being the only sound dazai was willing to hear, sick of all the noises his subordinates make.

“feels .. so good — ahhnn ~!!” you laid defenseless under dazai, his touch intoxicating and like a sort of drug you needed to survive. with his cock deep inside you, you felt his hands gently brush over the now visible bulges that was made as the thrusts became faster and more desperate. the dark haired male took your hand and pressed it down on the bulge when it appeared and disappeared, his pace increasing and his face dripping with sweat.

“making you feel so good, even your stomach agrees, yeah, baby ?” he continues to dig his cock deep inside your wet, gummy walls, making sure that your hand was on your lower abdomen as his travels down to your clit, rubbing circles as you help and scream out in pleasure, eyes foggy and unable to think straight. moans became meaningless babbles of pleasure and desperation for more of his touch.

with his crazed hip movement becoming more sloppy, dazai’s forehead beaded with sweat as he gasped out in pleasure from your cunt wrapping around his dick tightly, rolling his fingers over your clit faster.

gasping out and wanting to speak to you, dazai was cut off by his own moan of pleasure, stuffing his cum deep inside of you as you came along with him, and harder than before. the sticky fluid stained the bedsheets that you two loved ever so much, but it didn’t matter anymore.

removing his hand away from your chest, dazai pants and brushes your pink cheeks in adoration, fixated in the way your eyes rolled back and your lips wide open, moans escaping your lips.

tired, and yet ever so desperate for more, dazai was about to slowly thrust his hips again before a phone call echoed the room. it was dazai’s. the room went silent for a second before he apologized to you and pulled out of your pussy, having to take the call. sighing lazily and nodding, dazai frowned and faced away from you, commenting a few ‘sure,’ ‘fine,’ and ‘whatever’’s. you couldn’t help but chuckle weakly. perhaps it was chuuya he was on a call with.

turning off his phone, dazai sighed and looked back at you, his hand on your face with a slight apologetic look.

“the meeting was rescheduled to right now. and i thought i could rest for a bit ..”

tucking you in gently with the soft blankets, dazai gets off the bed and slips his clothes back on smoothly, bandages, hickies left by you and such was all covered by his black attire and red scarf. he then leaned onto the bed and kissed you on your forehead as you watched everything happen.

“i’ll be done in a flash, dont think i’ll forget our third round, ‘kay ~?”