Dazai Is Just Such A Wonderful Character In So Many Ways - Blog Posts

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genre ; nsfw / +18

warnings ; nsfw, smut, vaginal fingering, hair-pulling, edging / orgasm denial, unprotected sex, jealous / rough sex, degradation, swearing, established relationship.

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[osamu dazai x fem!reader]

request ; Do you think you can write something about Dark Era!Dazai or ADA!Dazai being jealous and how he would remind his S/O who they ‘belong to’ pretty please? Also can it be NSFW?

ok so i’ll admit, this was rushed, it’s sloppy and not as good as my others. i’m sorry.

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it wasn’t like dazai to be jealous.

he trusted you. he had shown the most vulnerable part of himself. white silky bandages covering his milky skin, soft brown curls shaping his face while a feeling of uneasiness overwhelm the weight in his stomach. those dark honey coloured eyes staring down at you with uncertainty while your soft fingers danced over his lithe form, slowly unravelling the material that covered his body ; hidden from the cruel world.

so why was he jealous now?

sounds of shuffling papers, the clack of keyboards and quiet chatter filled the agency. it sounded and smelt exactly like a usual workplace would, except if jealously had a smell, it would have a bitter aroma of burning chemicals.

your e/c glistened with joy as ranpo continued to ramble and boast about how “utterly amazing” he was. dazai watched from his desk, his chestnut eyes analytically observing every facial expression the pair of you made. 

dazai’s fingers twitched in annoyance as you giggled. dazai huffed softly and tried to focus back on his work, knowing that kunikida would yell at him about it…again.

“dazai-san?” atsushi’s meek voice sounded from beside him, dazai’ head turning slightly to face the grey-haired boy.

“hm?”

“if you don’t mind me asking…  why do you keep looking at ranpo-san and y/n-chan?” dazai’s eyes widened slightly. was he really that obvious?

“oh, no reason!” dazai quickly dismissed atsushi, giving him that bright smile he always did. “just interested in their conversation!”

“oh ok,” atsushi gave a small smile before quickly scurrying back off to his desk. dazai smirked as you briefly glanced at him, his eyes glistening with mischief. you turned back to ranpo as he whined your name, much to dazai’s displeasure.

the dull thud of dazai’s fingers hitting the oak wood table beneath him and the small melody he hummed did nothing to cure his everlasting boredom. the paperwork stared back at him, almost as if it was taunting him. he huffed, letting his eyes wander around the room until he felt his eyebrows raise at the sight he came across.

ranpo’s bright emerald eyes were staring directly at you, a smirk on his face as he watched you shake your head, a light pink blush warming your cheeks. Your hands reached up to cover your blush, a small shy smile tugging at your cheeks.

dazai felt his eye twitch, the feeling of jealousy swelling up in his stomach, boiling red and green while his lips tugged into a deep frown. deciding that he had enough of ranpo’s antics, dazai pushed himself up with his palms on the desk, walking over to you in long strides.

you shivered as you felt the warmth of dazai’s body pressed against your side, one arm snaking around your waist and pulling you closer to him while a bittersweet smile stretched across dazai’s face. his fingers almost painfully dug into your side, making sure you knew that he was there.

“well what do you have here, m’lady?” he shamelessly winked at you, a groan leaving ranpo’s mouth at dazai’s antics. your heart lurched as you felt his fingers dig into your side, even more, his fake cheerful expression never wavering.

but, you knew better.

“we were just talking about stuff!“ you smiled up at dazai, making him look down at you curiously.   

”‘stuff’, hm?“ you nodded in response, hardly noticing how hard ranpo was staring at you. dazai did.

"dazaiii, do you know if we have any more snacks?” ranpo whined, interrupting dazai. “…besides y/n of course.”

ohohoh?

“I don’t know ranpo-san,” you almost shuddered at how vicious he sounded. “why don’t you go find out for once instead of leeching off everyone else, since you’re ‘so utterly great’?” 

the dark look covered over his eyes, his smile turning into the bitter smile that could make anyone quiver. he almost giggled when he saw you visibly swallow, either out of anticipation or nerves, you both didn’t know…

“dazai-san! get back to work, you idiot!”

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