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Wanna make some one shots about Oda because I can

(Still not sure if that's what they're called but imma just call it that, correct me in the comments if what im doing is NOT one shorts.)

GNReader x Oda one shots (Dating)

Genre: Sfw/fluff (ig)

Synopsis: Night times with him :3

This one is fine for all to read :D

-He'd just be so sweet, and kind and gentle and just absolutely LOVE you

-At first in the relationship he was slightly awkward, trying to understand what you enjoyed, what you liked and where your boundaries where (he struggled a bit, so you would have to tell him directly sometimes)

-He LOVES cuddling you, never being a little spoon. He just always scoops you up and holds you close at night.

-He kisses your face and neck softly, hands caressing up and down your sides as he lulls you into a peaceful sleep. His body is always warm, like a teddy bear, who doubles as a heater.

-If you struggle sleeping at nights, he'll do EVERYTHING possible to get you to sleep, like reading to you, forcing you to lay your head on his lap, big hands carding and stroking your hair, hoping to pull you into a nice sleep. He'll make you tea, food, and if you really can't get to sleep, Oda will stay awake with you and just talk about absolutely anything that comes to mind, and if you don't wish to speak, he'll simply lay with you and relax in your presence.

-You usually fall asleep after Oda as he NEEDS to ensure your asleep first, for him to feel like your safe. He physically CANNOT sleep if you're not sleeping in his arms. Oda will just watch you, observing your facial features and appreciating your utter beauty.

-The nights where you'd stay awake and talk with each other, he'd speak softly, and tell you stories from the mafia, sometimes he'd go quiet though, when he'd recall things from when he was younger, and he'd get reminded how he acted before and he'd just get a bit sad :(

-He assures you he's fine, but clearly he's not, so you end up telling him happy stories about yourself, or kissing him better :3 He doesnt like to admit it, but he loves just holding your hands and staring into your eyes, so when he feels bad about his past that's another way you help him :D

ANYWAY, HOPE THIS WASNT TO OOC AND UNCANON, and hope you like it. Istg this is the first time writing something like this :D Bye <33

uhm...ok...if you're sure. Bye *Oda waves softly before he heads back to his own apartment, slightly unsure of leaving a kid alone, but he didn't say anything*

"Spicy spiceeeee~"

(Mod note: the blog name is so funny to me. Curry with a sad face ":(")

Spice ?...Spice is quite good, especially in a warm curry.

Would you like my coat ? You seem quite cold. *Oda said, lightly placing his hand on her back, since she was shivering and yawning loudly.*

"Spicy spiceeeee~"

(Mod note: the blog name is so funny to me. Curry with a sad face ":(")

Spice ?...Spice is quite good, especially in a warm curry.

Wow...have you had these before ? They might be a bit too hot for you ...Thats nice kid, its also pronounce habanero there's no 'rio' at the end *Oda didn't want this kid he had just met to burn their mouth, or get sick from eating it all too quickly, but he wasn't going to stop them if they wished. He corrected there pronunciation gently.*

"Spicy spiceeeee~"

(Mod note: the blog name is so funny to me. Curry with a sad face ":(")

Spice ?...Spice is quite good, especially in a warm curry.

The car ride is silent—dangerously so. His hands grip the steering wheel tight, jaw set, eyes locked on the road, but you can feel the heat rolling off him in waves. You push your luck, shifting in your seat, letting the hem of your dress ride up just a little more, just enough for him to notice.

He does.

His knuckles turn white, and that muscle in his jaw ticks. His possessiveness always simmers beneath the surface, but tonight, you poured gasoline over it. Letting another man get too close, laughing a little too sweetly at a joke that wasn’t even funny, brushing your fingers over someone’s arm like you didn’t already belong to him.

So now he says nothing. And somehow, that’s even better.

“Are you mad?” you ask, tilting your head, voice teasing, knowing exactly what you’re doing.

He doesn’t answer. Just flicks his eyes toward you.

That’s fine. You like a challenge.

Your gaze drops, tracing the shape of him beneath his slacks, the way his pants strained left little to the imagination, and you bit your lip, heat pooling low in your stomach. He catches you looking, and his breath comes out sharper, hands tightening on the wheel.

“Stop” he mutters, but there’s no real authority behind it.

You bite your lip. “What?”

The corner of his mouth twitches, like he’s debating whether to punish you with silence or pull over and make you regret every second of your little game. His patience snaps first.

The car jerks to the side, tires skidding slightly as he pulls into a secluded area off the road. The moment the engine shuts off, he’s turning to you, fingers curling around your thigh, thumb pressing in just enough to make your breath hitch.

“You think it’s funny, teasing me like that?” His voice is rough, thick with barely restrained control.

“You’re hot when you’re mad.” You say it without shame, letting your eyes drag down the length of him again, lingering on his lap.

Something in him breaks.

He tugs you forward with ease, pulling you onto his lap, your knees pressing into the seat on either side of him. His hands grip your hips, rough and demanding, dragging you down so you can feel all of him, thick and heavy beneath you.

Your dress rides up, pooling around your thighs, and his hands waste no time slipping beneath it, fingers pressing into your skin, possessive, claiming. You barely have a second to process the shift before his lips are on your throat, teeth grazing, breath fanning, sucking a mark too close to your chin and low from your face that will be impossible to hide.

You shudder, fingers threading through his hair, but he isn’t done.

A hand slides up your back, tugging at the zipper of your dress, he pulled the fabric down your shoulders, exposing more skin to his hungry gaze.

His palms cupped your breasts, fingers teasing over sensitive peaks before his lips replaced them, warm and wet, sending a jolt of heat straight to your core. you arch into him, pressing yourself closer, chasing more.

His teeth scrape against your collarbone, and before you can let out a full whimper, a sharp smack lands on your ass.

You jolt, a soft gasp leaving your lips, and his smirk is nothing short of sinful. “Now is when you want to behave?” he asks, voice teasing.

Your only answer is the way your hips roll against him, feeling how hard he is beneath you. Oh, how much he wants to wreck you for every second you made him jealous tonight. He grips your hips, guiding you, forcing you to move just how he wants, shifting your weight, he maneuvered you onto one of his thighs, pressing his hands against your hips.

The pressure against your core made you whimper, and he guided you, slow and deliberate, making you move against him.

The windows fog. The air turns thick.

And the way he looks at you? Like he’s going to leave proof of his name on every inch of your skin?

You think maybe, riling him up was the best decision you’ve ever made.

Ango: *filming*

Dazai:

Oda:

Might be stupid because Oda literally says that a man gave him a “very rare book”.

It’s obviously his story or something to do with him

What if “The Book” is Oda’s story? / Oda = God? (BSD Theory)

I’m rewatching the start of Season 2 and haven’t read the manga (yet, I’m working on it). But here’s just a random thought.

I’ll add my evidence later, ig.

I do remember Dazai laughing maniacally at Fyodor talking about God and then saying “you don’t actually know anything about God, do you?”

And before that, in the second season, a lot of people, including Dazai, hold Oda as one of the most powerful people they know, but we aren’t exactly shown why apart from him being virtuous (but that’s not why, because Dazai tries to talk him into and trick him into killing. Which also ties in with Dazai possibly being Satan/Judas because that’s also repeated a million times and y’know the devil tempts the good bla bla)

Theres a lot more I could add, I just need to gather my thoughts.

What if “The Book” is Oda’s story? / Oda = God? (BSD Theory)

I’m rewatching the start of Season 2 and haven’t read the manga (yet, I’m working on it). But here’s just a random thought.

I’ll add my evidence later, ig.

I do remember Dazai laughing maniacally at Fyodor talking about God and then saying “you don’t actually know anything about God, do you?”

And before that, in the second season, a lot of people, including Dazai, hold Oda as one of the most powerful people they know, but we aren’t exactly shown why apart from him being virtuous (but that’s not why, because Dazai tries to talk him into and trick him into killing. Which also ties in with Dazai possibly being Satan/Judas because that’s also repeated a million times and y’know the devil tempts the good bla bla)

Theres a lot more I could add, I just need to gather my thoughts.

Howdyy, What’s your fav bsd character? :3

Hello! :]

Omggg that's a tough one

I love a lot of the characters but if I had to pick just one, I'd say Akutagawa. He's been my favorite for like, ever, and he's just so amazing

He can be blunt and cold and rude but also he's written so well with his bloodlust and struggles and how he's still not purely evil in the end. I love everything about him 😔

My other favorites are definitely Atsushi (he's so sassy and strong but also a cinnamon roll like cmon he's perfect, I love him), Adam (the most underrated bean is existence, I would die for Adam), Nikolai (he's so crazy and wild, yet somber, idk I just love his whole vibe as a character), Dazai (I know how basic this is but I will never not love Dazai, he's such a pivotal and deep character, his angst turns me into a waterfall), Chuuya (who doesn't love Chuuya 🙏 he's loyal and strong and such a fun and emotional character aaa I love him), Higuchi (she's definitely one of my comfort characters, I love her in Wan! bc she adds a great lighthearted touch to everything), Kyouka (she's so underrated, she's so adorable and resilient and honestly I love how she was written) and Bram (he's so stoic and literal, I just love him. I totally didn't cry when he died. I'm not crying you're crying)

Help that ended up long. But yeah, there's some quick summaries on my favorites in Bsd :>

Ta-dam !

Who's ur fav bungo stray dogs character? :3

Odaaaaaaaaaa 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤

Learned a bit more editing and decided to test it out! (These are rough translations!)

Here are some more of my favorite djs pages! Back to BSD for now!

Added a few more pages than usual. It's Friday! Have fun!

If you have a couple you want to see, let me know. I may have it!

Djs Name:Strange Renatus

Created by:Amane Amaya

Odakida is so underrated, man