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bnessz.bsky.social
for Ranpo day, have this kunichuuranzai i wrote for @littencloud9.bsky.social
"foolishly, completely falling"
-7.5k
-T & up
-5 + 1
-pronoun soup
archiveofourown.org/works/58559056
October 21, 2024 at 3:30 PM
bnessz.bsky.social
my kunichuuranzai fic
ao3struggles.bsky.social ao3 tags @ao3struggles.bsky.social · Nov 10
Breaking and Entering, But in a sexy way
November 10, 2024 at 6:59 AM
frankenjoly.bsky.social
kunichuuranzai + rain
#bsd #kunichuuranzai
“Told you.” Was the first thing Kunikida said when both Dazai and Ranpo let out a synchronized groan upon seeing the rain still going strong. He had insisted on how everyone should get their own umbrella to minimize the risk of someone getting wet, to the point of sounding repetitive to even himself. And yet, though not surprisingly, those two had counted on being helped out instead of heeding his advice. The funniest part? That would come soon enough, a bit after Dazai ended up being the one being actually scolded while Ranpo got away with it. Because some things never change even after starting dating, and because Chûya was with them too and would never pass up a chance to get on Kunikida’s side. Or to call out Dazai. More so if he could do both if one sitting. “You should’ve listened to Doppo, duh.” “Why are you just looking at me? Ranpo didn’t bring one either.” Dazai pouted in an exaggerated manner, as he tended to do in moments like that. “Why? ‘Cause I’m the most special one, c’mon.” Ranpo added, only half-joking; both at work and with their partners, he was always very much spoiled, and none of them could deny having contributed. “You’re lucky you’re pretty. Both of you.” Chûya continued, making everyone snort and stopping to reach for not one but two foldable umbrellas from his backpack while Kunikida himself did the same. “If not we wouldn’t have brought extra for you pampered lil’ shits.” Well, Kunikida couldn’t have resisted doing it anyway, but he wasn’t going to add that. Nor did he have time to do so, since in a matter of seconds Dazai and Ranpo were all over him and Chûya, showering them with praise and some kisses. “See?” They said, so much in sync the whole thing might as well have been rehearsed. Of course not, those two didn’t need it. “We can always count on you!”
December 15, 2024 at 2:12 PM
littencloud9.bsky.social
#bsd #kunichuuranzai #soukoku #chuuran #kunichuu

🌧️ [T] 7.2k || kunichuuranzai (ft. skk, chuuran, kunichuu, and every headcanon under the sun)
🌧️ written for chuuya's birthday and also a beloved mutual <3

archiveofourown.org/works/55557076
ao3 fanfic by littencloud9, titled: head in the clouds but my gravity's centered summary: Nakahara Chuuya is not one to fall for the same trick twice. They adapt and learn. That’s how it’s always been growing up. Sometimes they fuck up, but they’re strong and clever enough to weasel their way out of the tightest situations. And after they do, they make sure to remember it for life, so as to never make that mistake again. So to answer your question, Chuuya does not have a type, thank you very fucking much. - or, chuuya falls in love with not one, not two, but three detectives, and— okay, who the hell cursed them in their past life?
October 26, 2024 at 7:26 AM