Ranpo doesn't usually get blowjobs but they're his secret guilty pleasure, he absolutely fucking loves them. He never expected to get one from his roommate though. Especially not his roommate Edgar Allan Poe, the only man he could ever think about living with for the rest of his life. College au •And they were roommates• Little smut one shot

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There's been a murder and all evidence is pointing towards the one and only, Akutagawa. Atsushi goes to find out everything he can about the murder, but things take a weird turn.. Short Atsushi x Akutagawa fanfic! I wrote this quick fic just for fun, hope y'all enjoy! *please note* this fic revolves around a gay ship, so if you are not a fan of that, then don't read All characters are from the anime, Bungou Stray Dogs* *Contains a character that I created myself (Glitch) ~I did not create the art used in this fic~

Ranpo finally realizes his feelings for Poe on a certain visit. After this he decides to try and win Poe's affections. If only Poe wasn't as dense as a rock. COMPLETED

A RanPoe/PoePo fanfic about their heartwarming first time experience Art is not mine and characters belong to Bungou Stray Dogs ‼️

~ NSFW~ A Ranpo x Poe Fanfic By purplezipper on AO3 THIS FIC IS NOT MINE!!!

So kiss me on the mouth and set me free but please, don't bite When the angel Aziraphale's bookshop burns down, he seeks refuge at the demon Crowley's apartment and the demon offers him the guest room, an offer too tempting for the angel to decline. I do not own any of the characters.

Their kiss continued, brutal and hot. Aziraphale suddenly remembered how his arms worked circled them around the demon's waist pulling him closer. Crowley broke off the kiss with a sharp inhale and moved his head to rest against the angel's. "Tell me to leave, angel." Raw need vibrated through the demon's voice. He pressed his forehead against Aziraphale's. His hands trembled as they cradled the angel's face. He took another ragged breath. "You don't want to do this! You don't want this from me!" Now it was Aziraphale's turn to take a inhale deeply. Their mouths were so close that their breath mingled. He could feel heat from the demon, from their pressed foreheads, down his chest, to his groin. He drained away the minor alcohol in his system and let cold, hard clarity wash over him. This was...dangerous. This was wild and thoughtless. Hedonistic. This should stop. That would be for the best. Safe. Sane. Responsible. "No" Aziraphale's voice ghosted the word. Then bolder, louder, steadier "Stay, please. I want this." He clasped his hands against the demon's and tipped his head back to meet Crowley's eyes. "I want you."

"If the world is to fall, I'll be there." Crowley promised, looking down at the young boy. He looked back up at the demon, a bright and unknowing smile etched on his face. Crowley didn't often promise things. Very rarely, if fact, that even Aziraphale only managed to get him to promise once in a while. "Okay, Angel!" The boy smiled wider, and Crowley looked away in what appeared to be shame. "I'm not an- oh forget it." Also on Ao3 if that's more convenient, at Orin_nirO :)