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You figure out a lot of things when Kitsuragi transfers to the 41st Precinct.
The first thing is that Kitsuragi is as queer as a two reál piece.
The second thing is that Harry wants to fuck him.
The third thing is that Harry has not figured this out yet.
The fourth thing is that Kitsuragi has.
The fourth-and-a-half thing is that Kitsuragi also wants to fuck Harry.
The fifth thing is that Kitsuragi is a patient man.
The sixth thing is that you also want to fuck Kitsuragi.
The seventh thing is that Kitsuragi figures this out the day you lean in to light his cigarette on the station roof. Your hand is shaking because Harry almost got the three of you fucking killed that day by being his stupid fucking bullheaded self, who cares if you caught a fucking murderer, and while he’s downstairs getting stitched up, you and Kitsuragi are up on the roof smoking. Your hand is shaking badly and Kitsuragi reaches out and grabs your wrist to steady it, the warmth smooth leather of his gloves on your bare wrist where your sleeve’s pulled up. You draw in a sharp breath and he looks at you and you can see from the sharpening of his eyes that he’s figured it out.Bookmarked by avidsillyone
02 Feb 2026
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Kitsuragi says, “Out of curiosity, when you had sex, which of you - ah.” He pauses, delicately. Even stops pouring his wine, glances at the two of them.
No, this is not shyness. He’s giving them just enough rope to hang themselves with.
“Was on top? I’m sure it was me,” Harry says, leaning back and stroking his chops.
Jean scoffs, and Kitsuragi’s eyes turn to Harry. He raises an eyebrow. Harry looks between the two of them, helplessly. Kitsuragi’s eyes sharpen, darken. “Show me.” -
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INLAND EMPIRE - Suddenly, you’re looking at your own face. It’s a surprisingly faithful depiction: the large eyebrows, the puffy skin on the cheeks, the booze-soaked redness of the nose, the distant look in the green eyes. The one place it differs from the reality of you is that this you has his mouth stretched open wide over something rubbery and black–
LOGIC [Easy: Success] - A ballgag.
INLAND EMPIRE - There’s moisture beading at the corners of your lips: drool, gathering behind the gag, not yet spilling down the stubbled skin of your chin. It ought to look pathetic; it does, in a way. Seeing your jaw straining against the restraint, your throat working futilely to try to swallow your own saliva before it can spill past your stretched lips. It is pathetic. And yet, as a driving-glove clad hand moves to your jaw and uses its grip to tilt your face upwards—as a soft, familiarly lilting voice says, “That’s better,” and one finger taps against the gag silencing you—the look on your face doesn’t strike you as pathetic at all.
EMPATHY [Medium: Success] - It’s grateful.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Oh fuck.
(Or: A DE D/s AU, in game canon and beyond.)
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29 Nov 2025
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“If—If you didn’t like the confession, you could’ve just said so. You didn’t have to ruin the—“ Atsushi doesn’t get a chance to finish his sentence. Before he can let the last of his disappointment be voiced into words, the love letter is being handed back to him.
Atsushi looks at the paper, then at Dazai-Sensei, then at the paper again and swears to himself that he’s never gonna confess his love to someone ever again.
The student inhales sharply and grabs the paper, flipping it over and—
And promptly drops his jaw in utter horror.
Dazai-sensei…Dazai-Sensei graded his love letter.
(or: What started as an act of courage on Atsushi's part ends with him being spoiled to oblivion, painfully confused, and labeled 'Dazai Sensei's Favorite Student' by those who clearly don't know any better.)
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With trembling fingers, Atsushi picks up the notebook by the worn leather edges, two-toned eyes darting across neatly written words, each line more bewildering than the last.
And what does Atsushi see?
His name. Again and again, in careful, deliberate script, filling the page like an equation Kunikida had been solving for far too long.
(Or: After accidentally sneaking a peek inside his professor’s book of ideals, Atsushi finds that the older man’s behavior towards Atsushi is more than what it seems.)
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