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KNOCK KNOCK — OSAMU DAZAI ✧

↺ synopsis: dazai comes home fro meursault

↺ details: dazai x reader. fluff. no warnings. dazai makes a sex joke.

↺ a/n: tumblr isnt letting this appear on tags 💔

six days and fourteen hours — that's how long dazai's been gone. on the fifteenth hour, he comes home.

two knocks on the door is all it takes for you to scurry over, flinging it open to your boyfriend's weary face, which lights up in elation once his eyes settle on you.

just a second later, you fall into each other — the two of you are a crumpled mess on the floor, or at least you are. 

wet, messy tears stream down your cheeks as an infinite number of you're okay's and i missed you's slip from your lips.

"i missed you too, darling," dazai murmurs, pressing his lips to the top of your head. "shouldn't you be sleeping?" he asks, untangling himself from around you and studying your face intently.

"i haven't slept much lately," you admit, wiping the seemingly endless tears with the back of your hand. maybe you're wrong, but somehow, dazai seems... healthier. he looks more at ease, even with the dark circles beneath his eyes.

"neither have i," he says dryly, hands on his knees as he stands up and offers you a hand. "it's a bit hard to sleep across from a murderous russian."

a shaky laugh slips out of your lips as you let dazai pull you up. he wraps an arm around your waist and hugs you closer to him, locking the door behind him with the other hand. 

"are you okay?" you ask, resting your head on his shoulder as he leads you to your shared bedroom. dazai smiles at your question and nods wordlessly, hand squeezing your waist reassuringly.

"i haven't seen you in a while," he says casually, tilting his head and closing the bedroom door behind him. "it's been—"

"six days and fifteen hours."

"i was gonna say 'lonely at night', but i suppose that works too." 

the corners of dazai's mouth curve upwards as he smiles and pulls you into his lap on the bed. "i missed you a lot, darling," he murmurs quietly, trailing his slender fingers through your hair.

dazai's eyes soften as he wraps his arms around you, burying his face in your neck. he's still in his work clothes, and he groans when you point that out.

"i don't care," he mutters, kissing your neck sulkily. "they're gonna come off either way after you tell me everything that's happened since i've been gone."

you ignore the first part of his sentence and sigh, loosening up and practically melting into dazai's chest. "nothing."

"surely something happened while i was gone, darling."

"nothing notable," you deadpan.

dazai presses his lips to your neck again, threading his fingers through your hair. "everything about you is notable, love. tell me something. anything."

you exhale a soft laugh and wrap your hands around his own, running your fingers over his calloused hands. "where do i even begin..."

a/n: cries

reblogs very appreciated!

Love Like Cherry Blossoms

—Series Masterlist

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings: Dazai x Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Smut, Fantasy, Humor, Hurt/Comfort

Warnings: Cussing, NSFW content, Etc.

Summary: Y/n is a normal citizen with a normal life. Everything in her life goes as planned; work, home, eat, sleep and back to work; but things suddenly change when she switches bodies with a member of the ADA, by accident.

Status: Ongoing

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Dazai thirst you say... what about beast Dazai tying you up with his scarf? I picture it too be after he told you too sit still and you either just couldn't or you just didn't want too, either way he'd get tired of it

Ahh, I love this, because he fucking would. Like, he's already annoyed with all the paperwork he has too do and he just wants too be done so he can go home with you, and you keep fucking moving on his lap, and he knows what you're doing when you try too hide that sly little grin, because you're not very good at it, he can hear your quiet little giggles, you're not slick. Although Dazai can be a very patient man, he's slowly but surely losing his already thin patience with you, when you continuously grind your ass back against his cock, and he's not buying your little, "sorry 'samu..." because he know knows you're not sorry, because if you were, you'd stop moving against him like a bitch in heat. Does he not give you enough attention? Because he knows that'd be a lie, you're just being greedy. So, he doesn't wanna hear shit when he takes off his scarf and ties it around your wrists, behind your back, but, he knows that's not gonna stop your hips from moving against his cock. So, he leaves you bent over his desk, your wrists still tied. Your ass in the air while he leaves your skirt flipped up, the little black thong he had you wear covers little to nothing. Because if you're gonna be in his office, pissing him off, at least give him a pretty view while you're at it.

Hi! I really like the Dazai x female reader in a high school AU!

Can I request, before dating each other, they have like a sport competition against a few other school. Then from another top school, Fyodor tries to get closed to female reader and flirt with her. Which end up with Fyodor fighting dazai (bcz Dazai like fem reader).

a/n: i literally got like zero clue what kind of sports both fyodor and dazai would do at a athletics day. work with me here. not proof read.

character: osamu dazai

pronouns: she/her

As she tied up her hair and got ready for the sports day, a day best spent running and doing other sports and try to win first place for the school. Her eyes locked on to a boy from another school.

She adverted her gaze as she saw Dazai, trying his best at long jump. Watching as his face contorts as he tries to focus on falling forwards. The want in his eyes of getting a bigger and longer distance than the other boys. The need and desire clear in his gaze.

She ignores the other boy, running up to the long jump sand pit. Cheering him on.

"Go Dazai! You got this!" She smiled ear to ear, clapping as he finally fell forwards. Planting his hands deep into the sand as he extended his score.

"10.4 meters!" Was shouted by the offical, letting his measuring tape roll back with a loud click. A happy and confidant smile painted on his face.

She was about to run and go congragulate him in person, after his remaining jumps were done. Only for a hand to pull her back and tug at her sports jacket.

"I'm Fyodor." It was that guy again, he would not leave her alone. Was she that approachable? She didn't know.

"Hi?" She responded, her voice laced with confusion and a tone that clearly read 'get away from me'. She pulled her arm away from him and closed off her body language. A distance being created to divide herself from him.

"You're from that middle school? The one in Shibuya?" He leaned in closer, wrapping a arm around her shoulders. A obvious sign of flirting, one so clear that a social hobbit could tell.

That was when Dazai strode in, drinking from his water bottle. Drinking the water as if it'd disapear before his very eyes. But the contentment from his refreshment soured as he saw the scene before him.

"What are you doing?" He snarled, shoving Fyodor back and away from her. He in turn, wrapped his jacket around her and pulled her closer. As if giding her away from a threat.

"Just meeting the opposition." Fyodor shrugged, acting as if he was pure. As if he was a saint of sorts.

This devolved to a argument, leading her only option to pull her hotheaded friend out of the way. Dragging him by the collar to a bench near the track.

"What was that for?" She chidied, swatting him playfully. But her voice was stern. Annoyed even.

"I can't stand it when someone makes you feel worried or uneasy."

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