it’s dangerous to go alone!

@ace-0fspades69 i am finishing this oda fic for YOU 🙏🙏 and because i think he deserves more love theres not a lot of fics for him 💔🫧🫧

NOW I’M IN EXILE SEEING YOU OUT

ryunnosuke akutagawa x reader

how he’d act in a relationship

same premise as the dazai, atsushi, and chuuya ver.

celebrating his return to the manga <3

inspired by exile

ryunnosuke akutagawa, who first meets you when you’re already with someone else. who thinks its just his sickly, scratchy lungs when he feels something in his chest. who thinks he needs to quarantine himself away from you once you constantly make his heart clench just by speaking. who doesn’t understand how someone like you, someone who is the human embodiment of the sun, can be in such a dark place. he’s never cared for what humans deserve, but for once, he knows this isn’t what you deserve. he isn’t sure of how to give you all the wonderful things you’ve earned, but he knows this isn’t it.

ryunnosuke akutagawa, who finds himself watching you and your partner together. who stares at you while his arms are around your body, staring at him as if he’s a simple understudy. who wonders what it is you’re laughing about- that joke wasn’t funny at all. though he can’t complain, he’d die for that smile. who wonders what he’s going to do with all the love he’s holding out. he thinks of himself like the human form of diablo, how can he ever deserve to love? how can he ever deserve to love you?

ryunnosuke akutagawa, who doesn’t know what to say when your relationship ends. who is so emotionally awkward it almost makes you laugh. who tries, placing his hand on your shoulder, patting you down like he’s searching you. he’ll tell you that only weak people cry- and freaks out when it makes you cry even more. who tilts his head adorably, used to people crying out of fear and not like this. who is actually dumbfounded, but finds that you calm down when he gently cups your face and wipes your tears away. who hates seeing you cry. who also hates touching others, but when its you, it seems to be okay.

ryunnosuke akutagawa, who subsequently hunts down your ex and slashes him to pieces. who knows he’s a terrible comforter but can at least avenge your tears. “who said you were allowed to make them cry? hm? pathetic.”

ryunnosuke akutagawa, who you have to be patient with. he wants to try for you. he wants to understand what love is. you’re the only thing (other than gin) he has ever cared about. who shows love in small, little ways. who is actually the most chivalrous gentleman you have ever known. who zips up your clothes without you even having to ask, who always does the sidewalk rule, who subconsciously shields you with his body, who places his hand on the small of your back ushering you to safety, who scoffs when he sees you gush about flowers but then buys you some and actively tends to them, telling you how to make them live longer.

ryunnosuke akutagawa, who thinks he’s seen this film before. he can’t even bare the thought of allowing his tortured heart to care about someone, only to lose them. who dreads how this will end. who is secretly scared that he won’t have anything left to defend if he were to lose you. who swears to himself to be your protector. who would get his knuckles bloody for you, fighting till his lungs give out so you can keep smiling. who may not be the most demonstrative, loving, expressive man, but who knows that you will never be harmed for as long as he’s breathing. who treats you like his crown and his homeland. who would gladly go into exile for you.

FOREVER IS THE SWEETEST CON

chuuya nakahara x reader

a love letter from chuuya to you.

inspired by cowboy like me

doll,

hope this letter finds you well. i’m imagining how you look when you open this. you’ve just woken up, your hair still messy how i like it. are you wearing those nighties i bought you? they look so good on you. they might have been for me more than for you. but i love how excited you get about clothes, i couldn’t help myself.

when i fell in love with you i knew it wasn’t just a fling. doll, i’m so used to those short, one night stands with girls who don’t bother to learn my name. romances that never actually completed me. when i met you i wanted so much more than just to feel you. i found something i wanted to protect, something worth growing old for.

and you’ve been through quite your fair share of past romances. i can imagine the men you’ve swindled hoping you were the one. i consider myself lucky, knowing i’m the one that gets to love you. and i promise you, that i’ll love you so much stronger and brighter than you have ever experienced. i’d do it even if you didn’t want me too. loving you is like breathing for me, anyway.

for all my life, i have seen evil upon evil. i’ve seen all the bad parts of the world, enough to know that nothing good can last forever. with that said, you have absolutely no idea what you do to me, do you?

i truly believed that forever was simply a con, just some lie people tell you. but you, doll, have helped me understand what forever actually feels like. it isn’t just bliss, and being happy all the time. forever means forgiving each other. forever means keeping my boots under your bed. forever means acknowledging that it might not actually be forever, but being with you is what counts.

and if god forbid, i ever lost you… i’d never love again.

of all of this to say, i love you. and i bought you flowers again. ane-san told me adding some sugar to the water helps them stay fresh longer. i’ll be back late tonight, so don’t wait up for me. or do. you’re so cute when you’re all tired, anyway.

yours,

chuuya

here i present: girls that deserved so much better

here i present: FEMALE RAGE

fullmetal alchemist is one of my favourite pieces of media of all time, and i say that with confidence. one of the most reoccurring themes in the show is morality, and the true value of life. i saw these themes show up in bsd chapter 117, so i wanted to write about it.

in fullmental alchemist, we see both edward and alphonse elric challenge these laws in their journey to re-obtain their bodies. edward, specifically, a young man who has seen the truth, does not let vastness of the universe and its secrets stop him from restoring his brother.

but what is the truth? in the show, the truth is god, yet isn’t god. the truth is god to some people but not to all. to others, truth is the universe. truth embodies the world of fullmetal alchemist like deity and a monad. truth is all and one at the same time. and, as he tells edward, he is also within us.

look familar?

the concept of being all, yet none, perfect, yet devoid of anything, is an interesting one. if being all also encompasses nothing, how can one thing be everything? how can everything also be nothing?

one is all, and all is one refers to the idea that the universe is all connected in some way. that every single thing, from the smallest ant on your shoe to the vast blue sky, is connected. everything in the universe works to push it forward.

if everything matters, nothing matters.

and that piece of knowledge can really mess up your mind.

in fullmetal alchemist, we see how the brothers are forced to question the value of human life. for a portion of the show, they’re determined to obtain the philosophers stone in order to restore their bodies, only to learn that the stone itself is made of human lives. as alchemists, they live by the concept of equivalent exchange. you cannot attain something without giving something. for edward and alphonse, nothing, not even the promise of their bodies back, is worth the cost of human life. but for other characters, like ling or father, there are things worth giving human lives for. for ling, it was immorality, and for father, it was ultimate power and knowledge. one of the things we learn is just how difficult it is to put a price on life.

in bungo stray dogs, a large portion of the story focuses on existentialism. we see certain characters live for certain things. some find reasons, like protecting others, orphans, saving lives, restoring justice, or even revenge. some characters suggest that life is valuable for the sole reason that it is. our protagonist, atsushi, searches for that reason to live. akutagawa, his main cinematic parallel, asks him if he believes that saving others will suddenly make him worthy of life. but that only raises another question- what does make someone worthy of living? are people even worthy of living to begin with?

back to the original point of being both everything and nothing. if everything matters and is of equal importance- like the tapping of a keyboard or the birth of a baby, than nothing matters. the idea that everything matters and nothing matters point to the exact same thing- everything is of equal importance. we’re all going to die some day. no matter what we do, we’re headed towards the same fate, so every single moment is important. at least, thats what i think.

in short, i love shows that force characters to challenge the truth of the universe. fullmetal alchemist does it wonderfully, and i hope to see where bungo stray dogs will take it.

@ashenaura pointed this out originally and gave me a reason to yap so thank you! 🤍

also hoping that teruko and kunikida will somehow survive

“my ideals will live on” HOW ABOUT YOU LIVE ON

guys. im genuinely asking

WHO THE FUCK IS DANNY MOTTA

THE TASTE OF YOUR LIPS IS MY IDEA OF LUXURY

chuuya nakahara x reader

things chuuya would say to you

some nsfw, minors proceed with caution

inspired by king of my heart <3

“you’re so cute i could just eat you out.”

“i meant up.”

“no you didn’t, chuuya.”

“yeah i didn’t.”

“hey pretty, no, let me pay for it. so what its $90? you want a coffee as well? sure, i’ll drive.”

“you taste amazing, chèrie. i could be between your thighs for hours, my love. hours.”

“you look so beautiful today. so what i didn’t see you? i didn’t have to.”

“oh, fuck, you take me in perfectly. god you’re so tight, shit. such a pretty little thing. im gonna have a hard time pulling out later.”

“this distance is killing me, beautiful. i’m facetiming you. no? everything is okay. i just want to hear your voice.”

“hm? whats that? you wanna cum? earn it, beautiful. such a pretty slut for me. yeah?”

“i saw this scarf and it made me think of you. i also sent over some of my cologne. i guessed you would have run out by now, since you like to spray it on your pillow. you’re adorable, chèrie.”

“thats it love. come all over my cock. god you feel so good like that. c’mere, who said i was done with you, beautiful? jolie petite chose, fuck.”

“fuck everyone else. i want you.”

“you look so pretty sucking my cock like that, yeah? oh, fuck, gorgeous, just like that. ah, vous êtes incroyable, fuck.”

“you’re saying i need to love myself before i can love you? bullshit, gorgeous. i have never loved myself. but you? i love you so much i forget what its like to hate me.”

“who the fuck was that guy? hm? better answer me now, beautiful. unless you like it when fuck you dumb all over my cock. god, you’re so fucking tight. so good for me.”

“you feel so good beautiful. c’mere, i’ll make you cum.”

“i’m happy to be in love with you, beautiful. you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

i cannot stop thinking about drummer! atsushi.

he is so sweet, so kind and so shy. he genuinely reminds you of a shy cat, purring in your lap cause he loves you.

but he’s a whole different man when he’s behind his kit.

he plays so hard and so passionately. he plays the drums the same way his heart beats when he’s around you.

atsushi does get angry, but never does anything about it because of his confrontational issues. so when he is upset, he’ll lock himself in his room and rage on his drum set. there’s been times you’ve purposely pissed him off just to see him hours later, sweat dripping the contours of his muscles while he bandages his blisters.

and i don’t think he understands how attractive he is when he plays. he’ll finish a song, wipe the sweat off his forehead and place his drumsticks down. you’re staring, practically drooling at the sight, and he’ll tilt his head adorably. his face is flushed pink from the workout, biceps flexing and his black tank top loosely hanging off of the contours of his abs. he has no idea what he does to you.

atsushi’s love language is acts of service. he loves when the little things he does put a smile on your face. he will absolutely learn all of your favourite songs just to see the way you kick your feet. he lives to get reactions out of you, for your blushes, your giggles, your words- everything.

this is genuinely my roman empire