#bsd tetchou suehiro

[nikolaiismysugardaddy]

Sorry for calling you late - I needed to hear your voice // Tetchou Suehiro

pairings... Tetchou Suehiro x Reader

contains...! fluff! fem!reader

I apologize for any mistakes in advance - english is not my first language!

Hope you enjoy! xx

“Finally!” You jumped in the hotel bed with your work clothes on, but it did not bother you, not for a single second. The softness of the sheets enveloped you, instantly melting away your exhaustion. Your 8 hour flight was delayed for your field work - which means you spent the whole day at the airport. All you could think of was sleeping, but you still had an appointment to attend before that. As you closed your eyes, the thought of resting almost took over your mind. However, the impending appointment reminded you that after this one task, you can completely surrender to your much-needed rest without remorse.

A loud sigh escaped your mouth as you sat up and searched for your notebook. You had to make an interview with one of the local action force members, Tetchou Suehiro. You did some research about him, but it was of no use. The only thing you found is that he’s working with the Hunting Dogs, and nothing else. Not a photo, not a video interview – absolutely nothing. They kept everything undercover about their workers, but this did not stop you from uncovering the truth during the interview. After all, they accepted it, and as a journalist, it was your duty to dig deeper and ask the tough questions. As you prepared for the interview a little more, time flew by until it was time for you to head to the meeting point. 

“Tetchou-san, you’ll have a meeting this evening.” Jouno said with a mischievous grin playing in the corner of his mouth. He already knew Tetchou would not accept the request easily, and the thought of persuading him with dirty tricks made his heart flutter in joy. 

“Huh? But I was in charge of the XXX district with you.” Tetchou raised an eyebrow, sensing something off about the situation he couldn’t describe. Jouno stopped walking and placed his white gloved hand on Tetchou’s shoulder. “Stop whining and do what you have to.” Jouno’s voice was confident as he gripped his partner's shoulder hard. 

“But what is this meeting about? And why do I have to attend it without you?” He made the most confused face he could. Tetchou’s mind raced with questions, desperately seeking answers. His confusion deepened as he tried to make sense of the situation. Jouno smirked when he sensed his partner’s desperate hesitation.

“It’s an interview with a so-called journalist from overseas, and you know I can’t reveal my identity in front of someone like that.'' With that, he released his grip and continued walking, leaving Tetchou standing there, perplexed about the situation. To be honest, no one wanted to do this interview with an unknown journalist, but they wanted to keep it a secret in front of Tetchou. 

“Is this an order from the boss?” 

“It is.” Jouno's face carried a hint of annoyance as he turned back to face Tetchou. “So stop bargaining and do it.” Jouno sighed, his voice filled with a mix of frustration and concern. 

The café your colleague recommended wasn’t that crowded, so you could choose from various seats. For the sake of the interview, the best option seemed to be the one small table in the corner. It provided a sense of privacy and allowed for a more intimate conversation. Also, the dim lighting added to the cozy atmosphere; you thought it would make it easier for your interviewee to open up. The faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air, creating a relaxed and inviting setting for the upcoming conversation. 

A tall man dressed in all red entered the café, and you instantly recognized the uniform.* You waved in his direction with your notebook in hand. As he approached, you couldn’t help but notice the confident stride in his steps, hinting at his experience in the field you were about to discuss. When he reached the table, he politely shook your hand. 

“Tetchou Suehiro. I’m going to represent the Hunting Dogs for your interview.” You couldn’t help but stare at him. His presence commanded attention with his sharp features and strong physique. His hazel eyes, with a tint of gold in them, made you weak to the core. Small leaves were tattooed under his left eye; it made you curious what they could mean. As you slowly gathered your thoughts together, you realized you forgot to let go of his hands. “Ah, sorry. Please, have a seat.” you offered with blushing cheeks. 

He gave you a warm smile and gracefully made himself comfortable in his seat. 

The interview went smoothly, even though your thoughts were filled with the strong impression he left on you. You couldn’t help but feel the need to know what he’s like outside of work. 

Tetchou took a deep breath before he entered the café. He felt a little anxious ever since Jouno told him to come here. Before he left the office, his partner told him not to give any personal information about themselves to the journalist. It made him feel more uncomfortable; he’s not a man of words, after all. When his thoughts finally silenced for a moment, with one deliberate move, he stepped inside. 

Tetchou looked around, searching with his eyes for an old lady, probably in a secretary outfit; at least that was the image in his mind of the journalist. It took him by surprise when he noticed someone from the corner waving in his direction with a nice, leather-covered notebook. When he finally got closer, he couldn’t believe his own eyes. The girl in front of him was young, probably around his mid-twenties, and had the most beautiful and warm smile he’d ever seen. When you exchanged greetings, he noticed you held his hand a little longer than needed, but it only made his heart beat faster. Your hand looked so small and fragile inside his own that it made him want to embrace your whole body. 

Tetchou was captivated by your intelligence and wit when you went on with the questions towards him and his work. 

“Well, I think we’re done.” You slammed your notebook shut when you finished writing his last answer. “I’m gonna publish the article in five days. Let me give you my business card if you'd like to add something more to it.” You lent him a small, black card with your name, email, and phone number on it. Tetchou’s heart sank as he realized this was truly the end of your time together. He was so deep in thought that it took him a few minutes to take the paper out of your hand. It felt like his skin was on fire as your fingers touched once again. “Thank you, Tetchou.” Your voice was soft and soothing, but your eyes were somehow sad. Tetchou felt a sense of disappointment as he realized that your interaction was really coming to an end. The brief moment they shared left a lasting impression on him, and he found himself longing for more time with you.

“Take care on your way home.” As he watched you pack away your belongings, he couldn’t help but wonder if this would truly be the last time he would hear from you.

Four days went by, and finally, it was the last day of your stay. With a heavy heart, you’ve already started packing your suitcase. You were thinking about Tetchou a lot these past few days, but maybe it was just your imagination that made you think he liked you. Nevertheless, you had to go home, miles away from him, so it wouldn’t work anyway. As you zipped up your suitcase, you heard your phone ringing from the other room. 

“Good evening, Y/N from Silent Whispers Press speaking.” You picked it up with your professional tone. 

“Sorry for calling you late - I needed to hear your voice.” A low, husky voice answered. 

“Tetchou?” When you heard the familiar voice, you couldn’t believe your ears. He called you.Your heart skipped a beat as you realized it was him, Tetchou, the person you had been daydreaming about. 

“I wanted to call sooner, but… I didn’t realize until now that your number was on your card.” He sounded slightly nervous but determined. You started laughing at his sweet confession and reassured him that it was worth the wait. After that, the conversation flowed effortlessly; you chatted about anything and everything for hours. You felt relieved that he reached out to you, but a sudden thought washed away all your excitement in a minute.

“I’m going to fly home tomorrow.” You said with a voice filled with regret. The phone remained silent for moments before he answered. “Then…” His voice was hesitant, so you took the chance and made an impulsive request. “You should visit me. Now, in the hotel. “ You almost couldn’t hear your own voice from the sound of your heartbeat. The anticipation of his response made your palms sweaty as you anxiously awaited his answer. After another painfully long silence you heard him exhale softly. “Tell me the address.”

*for any of you wondering how she recognized the uniform: there were videos online of Fukuchi dressed in the Hunting Dogs uniform. So that’s why she was aware of it. 

The cute dividers are from @cafekitsune ♡

Thank you for your patience guys! I'm working on the event requests, I promise ♡

[frankenvampzap]

scarlet blossoms

[fluffmonster31513]

if xie lian had a dish that was all the same colour do you think tecchou would be able to eat it

[zickyvici]

Tetcho Suehiro: A character analysis (Part 4)

Read Part 3 here first!!

A popular fan theory to explain this behavior is that Tetcho is neurodivergent and is on the autistic spectrum. This would explain his hyperfixations, unusual food pairings (which he finds perfectly normal) and him taking things quite literally sometimes. However, I'm not knowledgeable enough on this topic to feel comfortable writing about it. I'd much appreciate it if someone with more experience could add their thoughts to this theory.

One thing about Tetcho is that he just likes keeping to himself. He prefers to let others do the talking while he observes. He's usually shown standing in the background, only stepping up when he feels the need to, unlike Jono who's usually in the foreground, taking the lead.

At this point, I'd like to talk more about his relationship with Jono. We barely see Tetcho outside of fights or work meetings, but we get a glimpse of his more laid-back side when he's alone with Jono. As I've just said, Tetcho likes keeping to himself and usually stays in the background. But when he's with Jono, he becomes chattier - obviously Jono still does most of the talking, but the only time we see Tetcho smile and talk about anything other than his mission is when he's with Jono. 

He fully trusts Jono and his ability, as shown in the Café Uzumaki scene ("What Jono says is surely right"/"There's no mistake in what Jono has said"). Although he dislikes the way Jono torments people, he stands behind Jono more than he stands behind Fukuchi - which is huge, considering that leadership and justice are the most important things to him - but not quite as important as his friendship with Jono. And Jono knows this. After Fukuchi told Jono the truth and Jono betrayed him, Jono was completely certain that, given the evidence, Tetcho would believe him over Fukuchi. 

(I'm not at all trying to say that Tetcho doesn't respect and trust Fukuchi because he absolutely does. Interestingly, he's often drawn facing/standing behind Fukuchi, while he's usually on the same height as Jono - I'm guessing it represents how Tetcho looks up to Fukuchi as his superior and considers Jono as his friend and colleague.)

Obviously, the clearest proof of Tetcho putting Jono over the mission was when he abandoned all his morals and beat up an (innocent) 14 year old because Jono went missing (and he was only gone for like…15 minutes too) - "For just five minutes, I will place Jono above justice."

We've seen that Tetcho usually keeps a cool head during battle, taking calculated and smart decisions. However, during his fight with Kenji, he seems so out of his mind that he doesn't give Kenji time to explain himself, he draws illogical conclusions and doesn't stop to think about what he's doing. Remember how I said that Tetcho hates torturing others? This is the only instance where we see him being okay with it (Teruko tells him that she'll torture Atsushi and Tetcho is okay with it) and even torturing Kenji himself.

Only after the fight he realizes that he got overwhelmed by his emotions and ignored all his morals - and asks for death. He doesn't feel like he should be a Hunting Dog anymore. This once again demonstrates how seriously he takes his job and how important justice is to him. He realizes his mistakes, fully accepts that the ADA is innocent and lastly, becomes Kenji's friend (before passing out on the floor). 

Now that we've covered everything single appearance he's canonically made and analyzed every action he's taken, it's time to get theoretical. 

First of all, I find it interesting that after Tetcho realized his mistake after fighting against Kenji, he didn't feel like he deserved to be a Hunting Dog anymore. He still puts so much importance on being a Hunting Dog, he still puts this group on a pedestal. Imagine how his heart will shatter once he realizes that their leader was the actual mastermind behind it all. I wonder how it will end: Will Tetcho quit the Hunting Dogs and find another way to bring justice? Or will he, as a Hunting Dog, decide to do the right thing and kill Fukuchi and the DOA? (Little fun fact: The real Tetcho Suehiro actually quit his job as a politician. So maybe Tetcho will quit the Hunting Dogs?? Idk. I still want to see him do cool stuff tho.)

We haven't gotten Tetcho's backstory yet (and I will cry if it stays that way), so all we can do is theorize about his past. I think it wouldn't be far-fetched to assume he comes from a samurai lineage (like the real Tetcho Suehiro) and that that's why he takes so much pride in his swordsmanship. Since pretty much everyone in Bungo Stray Dogs is an orphan, I wonder if his parents also died when he was young. It would explain why he never learned how to (properly) cook and just mixes stuff that has the same color instead. What if his parents were killed wrongfully and that's why justice is so important to him? The real Tetcho Suehiro ended up in prison two times because he fought for freedom and rights. What if Tetcho got recruited while in prison? I can definitely see little teen Tetcho trying to punish criminals and accidentally ending up in prison because of it. I'd love to hear your theories and comments!! 

I've spent like 6 hours on this, accidentally deleted the first 3 parts (multiple times) and had to write it all again and now my brain is all mushy. That's enough Tetcho for one day, even for the self-proclaimed biggest Tetcho fan.

[vypridae]

idea where they had to infiltrate a party and jouno wore a dress and tetchou is very gay

[velvetbyrne]

hi!! i saw that some time ago you were doing a translation of plum blossoms in the snow, i was wondering if you posted it somewhere? i really want to read the book since tecchou is my fav bsd character but i havent been able to find any translations of it anywhere. :D

Hi! I've so far only done a rough translation of the prologue. Due to circumstances beyond my control I haven't been able to continue working on it. https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Zh4wcnuNWwIs_mD2HDDajIEk4M5Jj1gKRYNBttWCFhM/edit?usp=sharing

If there are anyone willing to help out with translating from Japanese to English please feel free to contact me!

[feralshadowdemon]

drew tetchou on aggie.io

[sqtorux]

you cunningly rock your hips while sitting on his lap and he's STRUGGLING.

and you're so sly knowing exactly what you're doing to him. you can see him visibly struggling, his jaw clenched hard but you have no intention of stopping.

"isn't it so hot guys?" you adjust your seating, grinding against his erection subtly. your circle of friends agree but he's not listening or contributing to the discussion about some temperature.

you push further bravely upon seeing how desperate he was and move up a notch, gently brushing your hands on his rock hard dick.

he exhales a breath of hot hair, tickling the back of your neck and your confidence splurges. you boldly rock your hips again, just one more and you're done — you promise yourself.

but just as you were about to execute your amazing idea, big firm hands stop your motions short. they hold against your hips, immobilising you in place.

he leans closer into the crook of your neck, grunting softly "you're gonna regret that."

"regret what?" you look at him innocently.

he huffs out an annoyed scoff as his hot breath tingles the side of your neck "lets see how slick you can be when i have my way with you later."

gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, toji fushiguro, nakahara chuuya, tetcho suehiro, michizo tatchihara, shota aizawa, dabi, akaashi keiji, tsukishima kei, wakatoshi ushijima, levi ackerman + your contributions?

[estellarjj]

They look so funnysilly in this particular official art it makes me giggle like a little girl

[candiedfright]

anon asked for jouno with a white cane ft. tecchou and here i am providing it a whole month later

[skkpaws]

tips to surviving as a hunting dog: do not have your backstory revealed

tips to surviving as a hunting dogs stan: don’t.

[nikolaiismysugardaddy]

For scientific purposes // Tetchou Suehiro x reader | | | NSFW

pairings... Tetchou Suehiro x Reader

contains...! smut! fem!reader, alcohol, kissing, biting, edging, oral(fem!receiving), slightly dom!tetchou, dirty talk

AFAB reader

I apologize for any mistakes in advance - english is not my first language!

Hope you enjoy! xx

Note: it's pure fluff until the 3rd divider - so if you're underage but want to read it, it's fine until that point.

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The night was colder than you expected it to be when you were getting ready for a night out with your friends. You were outside the bar waiting for them, with your hands wrapped around your chest, trying to warm yourself up a little bit. The street was pretty crowded, even though it was Thursday. You noticed people bustling about, their breath visible in the chilly air. The sound of laughter and music filled the night, creating a lively atmosphere.

“Aren’t you cold outside?” A voice from behind asked. Without even turning around, you shook your head, even though your legs were already shaking from the cold. You heard the door closing behind you, so you let out a relieved sigh from your mouth. This happened a lot before, when drunk guys tried to hit on you while you were waiting or smoking outside. You knew better than to engage with them, but it still made you uneasy every time. And yet you still felt the stranger’s eyes on your back, like small knives being stabbed into it. 

You hugged yourself tighter as a few minutes went by; maybe it was a bad idea to arrive this early. You glanced at your watch, realizing you still had a while before your friends were supposed to arrive. The door opened again, and a tall figure stepped out into the dimly lit street. Despite your best efforts, curiosity gnawed at you, tempting you to steal a glance, but you resisted the urge.

“Um, I don’t mean to bother you or anything, really, but it’s obvious that you’re not dressed for the weather, and I noticed you shivering earlier.” suddenly, something warm and soft was placed on your shoulder –a hoodie. Abruptly, you turned around just to face a muscular chest cloaked in a black windbreaker. The whole act took you by surprise, and it was written all over your face. The stranger chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “You can return it later.” His voice was deep and warm, like spring air lingering all around you. Without catching a glimpse of his face, he turned around and reached for the doorknob. You hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond to this unexpected act of kindness. Curiosity sparked within you, and found yourself wanting to know more about this mysterious individual. 

“Hey, wait a minute!” You hastily grabbed the back of his shirt to stop him from leaving. In the very same moment, embarrassment rushed over you, and you felt your cheeks getting warmer. He turned back toward you and looked directly into your eyes. Your jaws almost dropped to the floor as you got the chance to see his face up close. The words you wanted to say the moment before just didn’t come out of your mouth as confidently as you wanted them to. “L-let me buy you a drink a-at least. As a thank you.” He just looked so dreamy, even in this dim light, that you couldn’t believe your eyes. 

He looked surprised for a moment, then burst out laughing in a way that made your heart skip a beat. 

“No, no, I gave you that without any interior motive.” His smile was soothing, like the full moon in the clear sky. It was bright, but there was something mysterious about it that made you want to know more about him. You couldn’t help but wonder what kind of person he was, with such a genuine and enigmatic smile.

“But—“ you started to say, but he interrupted you with a wave of his hand.

“Please, it just happened that I had a spare one with me. You can return it later or anything, but don’t feel any pressure.” He said with a voice as smooth as velvet, and scratched his neck in a casual, nonchalant manner. 

“Fine, I don’t want to pressure you either.” You looked down at his shoes, trying to hide your flushed cheeks. 

You heard the door clicking as he opened it, but before he stepped inside, he gently patted your shoulder. Your whole body was frozen with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. Your mind couldn’t process the whole thing that just happened. As the door closed behind him, you took a deep breath, trying to calm your racing heart. Before you got the hoodie on, you grabbed it on your shoulder like your life depended on it, feeling the warmth and comfort it provided. It was so big, it almost reached your knees. All of a sudden, the fragrance crawled inside your nose: a mixture of sandalwood and vanilla. You looked around the street, but your friends were still nowhere to be found. 

I���ll be inside the bar, crackheads. Both of you owe me a drink when you arrive. You sent the message in the group chat, then rushed inside, maybe a little too fast. The place was more crowded than you expected, and it was a pretty hard task to find the mysterious guy in there. You scanned the faces, hoping to catch a glimpse of him amidst the sea of strangers. A quiet sigh left your mouth before you headed to the counter. You were wondering what to get for him as you stood in line, contemplating whether he preferred a beer or something else. Your inner instincts told you to grab a good whisky, and to be fair, you preferred it more too. As you finally reached the counter, you ordered two glasses of fine whisky, feeling confident in your choice. The amber liquid swirled in the glass, its rich aroma enticing your senses. Now all that was left was to find the mysterious guy and deliver his drink, hoping it would lead to the conversation you were seeking.  

You turned around with both drinks in your hands and heard a familiar voice not too far from where you stood. A childish smile spread across your face as you headed in that direction, but soon it vanished. He was sitting alone with a really pretty lady, engrossed in conversation. So he was really just trying to be nice, after all. Well, that’s my luck again, haha. 

He looked at you, but your gaze was fixated on the floor as you walked past them to search for a seat. 

“Can you wait for me a bit? I need to talk to… someone.” He said with glimmering eyes as he looked at you when you entered the bar. He couldn’t get you out of his mind since he saw you outside, standing alone.

“I think we talked it all out, so if you don’t mind, the boss is already waiting for me at the office, Tetchou. What about we call it a day then?” She asked with a warm smile on her face. She knew him for a long time and perfectly understood the look he gave you when you walked by - it was a look of longing and curiosity. To be fair, she hasn't seen him this excited in years. 

“Oh, yeah, perfect.” His thoughts weren’t there anymore; all he could think of was you. The glimmer in his eyes grew even brighter as he imagined the possibilities that lay ahead. “See you later.” He didn’t even take his gaze off of you; he followed your steps until you reached the corner of the bar with the last free seats. He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to strike up a conversation with you, to hear your voice, and to get to know you better. The anticipation of seeing you again made his heart race with excitement, leaving him eager for the moment when he could finally approach you.   

“Go after her, goddamnit, Tetchou.” She stood up and pushed him in your direction with a determined look on her face. Tetchou hesitated for a moment, but her words resonated within him, giving him the courage he needed to finally make his move. Taking a deep breath, he mustered up all his confidence and began walking towards you, ready to take a chance on the unknown. It was obvious; he’s interested in you. 

Before he reached your table, he turned around to wave goodbye to his company with a huge, hopeful smile on his face.

You drank your whisky in one sip, then started to play with the other glass, drowning in your misery. Even though you were used to it already, it was still painful to realize that you'd seen things in normal, nice gestures from an attractive guy. You sighed, resigned to the fact that love and happiness always seemed just out of reach for you.

“Is that for me?” The confident question astonished you. He was standing there with a silly but very handsome smile on his face, pointing at the glass you were playing with. You couldn’t help but feel a glimmer of hope as you realized that maybe, just maybe, this attractive guy was interested in you. But… where’s the girl?

“Huh? Oh this?” you held the glass in your hand and turned it around, analyzing the liquor in it. You couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes sparkled with curiosity as he waited for your response. “No.” you tilted your head slightly, a playful smile tugging at the corners of your lips. “No, you told me I don’t need to. Oh, also–. “ you reached out with his hoodie in your hand, nicely folded. “Thank you.” you avoided eye contact on purpose. The guy seemed taken aback, his eyes searching yours. His perfume lingered in your nose once again, this time more intensely. 

“You also need to walk home, right? Then you’ll need that. Keep it, it’s fine.” He leaned closer and pushed your hand back with the cloth in it, his index finger nearly touching yours. His gesture caught you off guard, causing your heart to skip a beat. You looked up at him, and the blood rushed to your cheeks. His tall figure towering over you gave you the right opportunity to get a good look at him: hehad a very well-built figure and softly tanned skin. His face was smooth, without any wrinkles or flaws, besides three small tattooed leaves under his left eye. His hair was tucked behind his ears, so his face was fully visible. The dark brown locks provided a nice contrast to his smooth, tanned skin. You looked back into his sparkling hazel eyes while you placed the cloth in your lap. 

“Um, you were right at first.” You held the whisky for him to take. “I wanted to say thank you once again when I came inside, but…” you fidgeted your fingers in your lap. “but I saw you had company, so I didn’t want to interrupt anything.” He somehow looked a bit confused and frowned a little before he took the glass out of your hand. He slightly touched your hand when he delicately wrapped his fingers around the glass; that was the moment you realized how huge and soft his hands are.

“Whisky? Nice choice.” he smelled it with closed eyes and hummed quietly in appreciation. As he took a sip, you couldn't help but admire the way his lips curved into a subtle smile, revealing a glimpse of his perfectly aligned teeth.  So kissable… You found yourself captivated by his every movement, from the way he savored the drink to the gentle way he set the glass back down on the table. It made you yearn for more than just a conversation over drinks. “Can I..?” he glanced at the empty seats in front of you.

“Huh?” you were shaken out of your thoughts. “S-sure, but what about your..?”

“My meeting? We finished.” he said easily as he sat down. “And you? Sitting alone on a Thursday night in a bar like this?” You couldn’t help but notice the genuine curiosity in his eyes as he asked the question. His interest in you made your heart flutter, and you found yourself drawn to his charismatic presence. He took a sip of the whisky, and you already regretted lending it to him. Obviously, you need that more now than ever. 

“To be fair, I’m waiting.” Yes, that’s right, you’re waiting for your friends - who are pretty late already. You started searching for your phone with that thought in your mind, hoping they had messaged you with an update. 

“Really?” he chuckled. “Patience is your virtue then.” He drank the remaining whisky to regain his composure and wash away his nervousness. He thought you were waiting for your date and it instantly made him feel disappointed. 

“Yeah, kinda, my friends love to test that.” Finally, you found your phone in your pockets. One new message: Don’t wait for us, urgent work came up. So-so-so sorry, Y/N. Tomorrow? “Oh great, they won’t even come.” you sighed out loud and dropped your stiff shoulders. “I think I should head home then..” 

“Let me invite you back!” He looked relieved and excited when he heard the word ‘friends’; and placed his palm on the table on your side. “Also, I’m Tetchou. Tetchou Suehiro.” You looked up to him, and his smile made it even worse and inescapable. Damn it, why do you have to look so good? You couldn't help but feel a flutter of attraction as you locked eyes with Tetchou. 

“Y/N, nice to meet you, I suppose now.” Your anxious giggle didn’t help either, as you tried to suppress the growing infatuation. In the blink of an eye he disappeared to the counter. 

I’m literally sitting with the hottest guy on earth, and you guys are not here?! you sent the message abruptly to your friends before Tetchou came back. 

“I brought the same Henessy.” He placed the glasses on the table with a charming smile on his face. The drinks looked awfully small in his hands. 

You hummed a thanks under your nose and held up your drink; you misplaced it on the way to your mouth, and a huge amount landed on yourself. “Goddamnit.” you looked down on your bare chest, watching the Henessy drops rolling down on your skin. Tetchou burst into laughter, his eyes sparkling with amusement. 

"Looks like you could use some practice with that drink," he teased, handing you a napkin to clean up the mess. As you wiped away the spilled liquid, you couldn't help but feel a rush of embarrassment. He found your clumsiness pretty adorable and somehow sexy. You couldn’t help but blush at Tetchou’s teasing. “What were you thinking about?” he tried to hide his giggles with his hand covering his mouth, but those sparkling hazel eyes betrayed him. “Do you really wanna know?” The way he acted provoked your flirty behavior, and the alcohol in your veins didn’t help the situation either. But why would you hold yourself back? He nodded with a curious look in his eyes. “Well…” you looked around like you were going to say a really shameful thing. “I was actually thinking about how soft your hands are and how much I’d love to see you try to clean up a spill with that charm of yours.” you whispered seductively and looked down on his long, slender fingers with a mischievous smile playing on your lips. “Ah, no, you’re wrong. They aren’t.” The twinkle in his eyes grew even brighter as he leaned in and sneakily reached out to grab yours. His touch sent shivers down your spine, and you couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement. “See?” He drew small circles in your palm with his fingertips, then closed his grip around your hand. Slowly, you looked up at his face and carefully observed every little detail of his veiny hand. 

You looked around carefully and noticed that the bar was getting emptier, which gave you a lot more confidence to be flirtatious. You decided to play along and let your gaze linger on his hand, tracing the intricate patterns of his veins with your eyes. The dim lighting in the bar added an air of mystery, making you feel bolder as you leaned in closer to him. 

“Tetchou, can you…” you nodded in the direction of the free space next to you. “Come a little bit closer for a moment?” He raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and stood up to sit beside you without ever letting go of your hand. He held it like a treasure he had just found. You leaned close to his ears and tugged his hair out of the way. “I’ve read an article that stated: if someone’s hand is rough, their lips surely are delightful. Is it true?” You whispered softly, feeling a rush of nervous excitement.

He turned his head slowly, just inches away from your smirking lips, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He looked down and back up into your eyes, staring into them, his rough hand still tightly intertwined with yours. 

“Could be. Do you…” he leaned a bit closer, his breath ghosting on your lips, almost brushing them together as he spoke. You could feel the anticipation building between you. “Wanna test it?” Your heart raced as his words hung in the air, sending shivers down your spine. The intensity of the moment was palpable. 

“For scientific purposes.” You whispered with a mischievous smile on your lips as you closed the remaining distance between you. The mixture of the whisky and his saliva tasted sweet and smokey on your tongue. His mouth moved slowly, enjoying every moment of the kiss and tasting you like fine wine. His free hand instinctively found its way to your face, his thumb gently brushing your cheeks. The warmth of his touch sent a wave of electricity through your body, intensifying the connection between you. 

Thanks to the separated panels of the bar, it felt like you were the only ones in the room. The soft glow of the dimly lit room added to the intimate atmosphere, creating a bubble of privacy around the two of you. 

His thumb gently tapped the corner of your mouth, like he was asking for permission, before he slipped his tongue inside. The taste of his lips and the rhythm of his movements ignited a passionate fire within you, making it hard to resist him. He discovered every inch and followed the line of your gums, exploring the depths of your mouth with curiosity and desire, before both of your tongues entwined together. With each shared breath and lingering touch, the connection between you deepened, leaving you both craving more.

“So… the article was true?” he asked, with his lips lingering on yours. You could feel the hint of a smirk on his face as he spoke, his voice filled with a mix of satisfaction and curiosity. It was clear that he had been intrigued by the article, and now, experiencing it firsthand, he wanted to confirm its validity. As you looked into his eyes, you couldn't help but smile and nod.

“What do you think about continuing this conversation somewhere more private?” you whispered, your breath warm against his skin. The anticipation in his eyes mirrored your own desire.

“Lead the way.” 

You grabbed him by the hand and walked all the way to your home. It would have been a short, fifteen minutes walk if you didn’t stop at every corner to steal kisses from each other between conversations. The chemistry between you two was undeniable, and every stolen kiss only intensified the longing you both felt. As you finally reached your home, the anticipation grew even stronger, knowing that this conversation would continue in a more intimate setting. 

When the door finally closed behind you, you couldn’t hold yourself back anymore. After you stepped out of your shoes, you turned to face him, but he had already taken a step forward and backed you up against the wall. His hands found their way to your hips, pulling you closer as his lips hovered over yours.

“Are you sure?” he whispered, his breath lingering on your skin. Your heart raced with desire as you met his intense gaze. With a slight nod and a longing in your eyes, you whispered back:

“I’ve never been more sure.”

Tetchou immediately kissed you and pushed you firmly against the wall. His hands slipped under your shirt, exploring your body with his tough hands. You grabbed his upper arm to steady yourself a bit, and that’s when you realized how well-built he is. He lifted you up like you weighed nothing while kissing your neck hungrily. 

“Your workout now surely paid off, huh?” you asked teasingly while you wrapped your legs around his waist.

“Lead me to your bedroom.” his voice was low and husky as he whispered. He wanted to touch you, to eat you up alive, and your teasing didn’t help the situation, not a single bit. You could feel the intensity of his desire as he carried you towards the bedroom, his muscles flexing with each step.

“First room on the right.” He carried you all the way to your bed and carefully laid you down on it, his body hovering over yours. Tetchou was absolutely hypnotized by you and your body under him. As his lips trailed down your neck, leaving fiery kisses all over your skin, you couldn’t help but let out a soft moan. He couldn’t resist the urge to explore every inch of your body, his hands tracing a path of desire along your curves. The whimpering sounds you made were like the most beautiful melody in his ears. 

You tugged at the bottom of his shirt; he helped you and lifted it over his head for you to get a good sight of his bare, well-shaped chest. His muscles were clearly visible, even in the infiltrating moonlight. The way he looked down at your face made you feel uneasy in your pants. For a moment, he stopped, admiring the sight in front of him. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against your skin as he whispered,

“Is it still okay?” he asked while his fingers traced patterns into your inner thighs. 

You slipped your fingers through his messy hair and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. “Go on.” you whispered to his lips in a lustful tone. His fingers moved closer and closer to your crotch. He groaned into your mouth when he finally touched your needy cunt through your panties. You bit your lower lip, trying to hold back your moans. 

Tetchou made his way down to your chest with his lips, gently sucking and nibbling on your soft skin. He moved lower until he reached your hips, while his fingers were still swirling around your hole with the already wet fabric caging it. You could feel the heat building between your legs, urging him to remove the barrier and satisfy the ache that had been growing. “Please!” you moaned and lifted your hips up in pleasure. Tetchou looked up at you, seeming pleased with himself, then pulled your panties down painfully slowly. As he discarded the damp fabric, his eyes locked with yours, filled with a hunger that mirrored your own desire. He groaned into your mouth when he finally touched your needy cunt. You bit your lower lip, trying to hold back your moans. 

“Good girl” he hummed, and slipped one lithe finger inside your cunt. You’ve seen stars from the relieving feeling as he swirled around your soft walls. Soon another finger accompanied the first one, while his lips lingered on your wet folds. As his finger slid deeper, a wave of pleasure washed over you, causing your hips to involuntarily buck against his hand. The sensation intensified as he skillfully curled his finger, hitting that sweet spot that made you gasp for more.  “Do you want me to eat you out like you’ve never been before?” he asked, moving your skirt away to look you in the eyes. Your breath hitched at his question, your desire evident in your gaze. The anticipation of his skilled tongue on your most sensitive area sent shivers down your spine.

“Please…” you moaned and grabbed him by his hair, holding him closer to your aching clit. His lips curled into a mischievous smile as he obliged.

“What a lewd sight.” he glared at your face, and without breaking eye contact, licked your clit slightly. He savored your sweet taste for a mere moment before he needily started lapping at your cunt, his tongue eagerly exploring every inch of your throbbing core. You whined out when his tongue and fingers started moving in sync, your arousal growing more and more intense. Each flick and stroke intensified the sensations coursing through your pulsating core, pushing you closer to the edge of release.

Tetchous fingers pumped in and out of your pussy, hitting your sweet spot perfectly with each movement. Your moans became louder, filling the room with the symphony of your pleasure. Suddenly he slipped his tongue inside along with his fingers, sucking on your bud hungrily. Every flick of his tongue and gentle suckle made you lose yourself in a whirlwind of ecstasy, driving you to the brink of madness.Your body arched and writhed in response to his expert touch.

Before you could reach your climax, he pulled out his digits of your cunt. A grievous whine escaped your mouth and lifted yourself up a bit. But before you could complain about it, he leaned over you and slipped his slender fingers in your mouth, gently rubbing them against your palate, making you taste your own juices. You sucked on them, begging him with your eyes to continue. With a lustful smile, he withdrew his fingers from your mouth and trailed them down your body, teasingly grazing over sensitive areas.

With one determined movement, you switched positions with him. You lowered yourself down to his throbbing cock, licking it through the fabric. Your tongue danced along the contours, tracing every inch of his hardness, as he moaned in pleasure. You grabbed the waistband of his boxers and with one swift movement, you pulled it off of him. Your eyes widened at the size of him. 

“Oh my-” you gasped and positioned yourself above him. He grabbed your thighs harshly, his fingers digging into your flesh. 

You rubbed the tip of his cock against your wet entrance before you lowered yourself to take him in slowly, inch by inch. As you sank down onto him, a wave of intense pleasure washed over you. The feeling of fullness, combined with the friction, sent shivers down your spine. His hands tightened on your thighs, urging you to take him in fully. His deep groans filled the room.  

“F-fuck baby, you’re so tight-” he arched his back, and thrusted up into you at a slow pace. He tried to hold himself back, but it was no use. You steadied yourself with your palms on his chest, riding him slowly, with thighs pressed against his sides. The slapping of both of your skins echoed with your loud moans in the room. All Tetchou could think of was how good you felt wrapped around him and how badly he wanted to make you feel good. His hands gripped your hips, guiding you in sync with his own thrusts. 

“More!” you whined as you bounced up and down on his thick cock. Tetchou forcefully lifted you up from his member, and with one harsh movement, he folded you under himself. You gasped from the sudden switch in positions, but before you could complain about it, he thrusted in you with a vigorous pace. “T-tetchou!” 

As your moans became louder, Tetchou’s desire to please you intensified. He totally shifted his focus to your pleasure, with his hands worshiping your body and his lips finding yours in a passionate kiss. His movements became more intense, hitting all the right spots that sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body. The intensity of his thrusts matched the fervor of his kisses, creating a symphony of pleasure that left you breathless.

“Say my name again!” he commanded, biting into your lower lips as he fastened his pace. You gasped again and tangled your hands in his messy locks. Your legs wrapped around his frame, pulling him in deeper as he continued to fuck your cunt at an ungodly pace.

“Tetchou!” you clenched around him as his name left your lips. His cock twitched inside, filling up every inch of your hole. You bucked your hips up in his direction as you started to reach your climax, and oh, how much he liked that. With one finger, he added pressure to your aching clit which made your whole body shiver from pleasure. The cries of his name filled the room completely, mixing with his loud moans. 

“Cum together with me” he whispered in a husky tone. He buried himself once again deep inside you before your walls clamped down on his cock with so much force. You reached your high together, the mixture of your juices dripping out of your pulsing pussy. After a few moments, he stilled his movements, gently lowering himself on top of you. “This was incredible.” you whispered while playing with his messed up hair. 

“You are incredible.” Tetchou looked up at your face, his eyes filled with adoration, before he planted a kiss on your forehead. 

The cute dividers are from @cafekitsune ♡

Special tag: @iovetecchou 👀♡

[frankenvampzap]

rushed bday doodle 4 the meteor slasher themself

[pupperish]

Why can't gay people in bsd say normal things like "I love you" or "I have romantic feelings for you."

[zickyvici]

Tetcho Suehiro: A character analysis (Part 2)

Read Part 1 here first!!

However, Tetcho's sheer confidence results in him underestimating his enemies. Whenever someone manages to land even a single strike on him or when his attack isn't successful, he's surprised and shocked. We can see this in his fight against Kunikida, but it's especially evident in his fight against Kenji, when Kenji finally reveals his true power and becomes stronger than Tetcho. Tetcho gets mad and even yells at Kenji to stop playing around. 

This raises the question: Why is it so important to Tetcho to be a good - yes, even the best - Hunting Dog?

Well, for one we know that he thinks that only he can bring justice to the world. Not in a tyrannical, obsessive way like Fukuchi or Fyodor; Tetcho sympathizes with the weak and the innocent and acknowledges that the world we live in is unfair and brutal. So he's taken it upon himself to make the world a better place. Why he has developed this way of thinking is unclear and probably lies in his past (which I have a theory on at the end, also Asagiri, we want Tetcho's backstory).

To Tetcho, being a Hunting Dog means being the defender of justice, fighting evil and protecting the innocent. To him, justice is everything, so being a Hunting Dog is everything. He needs to do the best at his job to help others. In a way, he finds purpose in his job.

This makes him unique amongst the Hunting Dogs. Ironically, even though they're supposed to be the biggest protectors of the people, most of them aren't a Hunting Dog because of their goodness. Jono used to be a criminal and was recruited by Fukuchi because of his potential (though he does enjoy helping others now), Tachihara had to join, otherwise he would've gone to prison (and now he wants to leave) and Fukuchi is a terrorist. Fukuchi himself mentioned that only Tetcho and Teruko actually joined because of their morals and their wish to help others. However it's unclear how much this actually applies to Teruko, since she seems to be supporting Fukuchi now (?).

Despite being the strongest fighter, Tetcho is also the kindest Hunting Dog. He was the first one to offer the ADA a fair trial and even to protect Lucy. In Lucy's case, he doesn't blindly follow the rules, but rather thinks about how Lucy must've felt and shows compassion and ethical concerns. 

He also despises torture, unlike, for example, Teruko, who takes a lot of joy from it. Whenever Jono starts tormenting others, Tetcho steps in and stops him. The only time we see him lose his compassion was during his fight with Kenji - but more on that later.

So now we've established that Tetcho is fair and just, that he finds purpose in bringing justice to the world, that he takes great pride in his abilities and in being a Hunting Dog and works hard to ensure that he can always deliver the absolute best work. He takes his responsibilities extremely seriously and excels at his work. However, in the general fandom he is known for primarily one thing: being the funny, oblivious comic relief character. I personally hate when people reduce him to just that because he's by FAR not as "dumb" and oblivious as people make him out to be. So let's continue with our analysis.

His most discussed little quirk is mixing foods of the same color and eating them together, like sugar and white rice and coffee and soy sauce. He eats a hard boiled egg with the shell still on to build his strength. To him, this (somehow) makes perfect sense. Jono explains that it's because his "soul has no artistry". 

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Continuation in part 3!!

[vypridae]

might do a finished version of this eventually. for now; gay people real