#bungo stray dogs tachihara

[skylarstarlight]

A bit late again today, my apologies. Either way, strong contender for most pathetic Tecchou I've ever drawn.

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Request from BlueSky

[makurit]

that one couch meme

[foxetails]

[akuhigufan]

Dream team ✨

[tittysuckersworld]

ok to start i wanna thank @duckduckgoose-exe @suicideenthusiast @syunkiss for inspo/letting me bug em wile working on this peice- i suck at words but thank you so much sjfbsjfnsvdhns and secondly this peice can be taken in multible ways!! i made it as a peice where all(exept tachihara with ranpo or poe- did not realize ages-) or none of the characters could be shipped together. so um yeah! just gonna put the most popular ships but tag/do what you wish.

lastly you can use any of these for what you want with credit!!! just dont erase my signature and tag me please :> okay now heres the art<3

[drearycrow]

How bsd men act when they have a crush on you headcanons

Notes: I forgot to post this yesterday. I'm trying to write different characters from bsd instead of the usual ones I write for. Requests are open

⚔️Tecchou⚔️

⚔️- He acts like everything is normal

⚔️- Keeps a stoic face when you're around but deep down inside butterflies flutter in his stomach

⚔️- Jouno often nags him for his heart beating fast when you're around. He knows about his little crush on you

⚔️- Offers you food with weird combinations

⚔️- Walks you home everyday to ensure you're safe

❄Tanizaki❄

❄- Gets visibly nervous when you're around. He starts to stutter when he speaks to you

❄- Likes you give you little gifts

❄- Often cooks for you when you go to his dorm

❄ - Blushes easily when you get close to him

❄- It's very obvious to everyone in the Agency that he has a crush on you

❄- He doesn't hide it very well

❄- Is willing to kill anyone that dares to hurt you in anyway

❄- Makes a little card for you with a written confession and leaves it on your desk. He crosses his fingers hoping you don't throw it away and accepts his feelings towards you

🩹Tachihara🩹

🩹-Finds any excuse to hang out with you whenever he's free

🩹- Takes you to the arcade to have fun if you're feeling down or having a bad day

🩹- Gives you his jacket when you are cold

🩹- Tries to act cool when you talk to another guy but deep down he is burning with jealousy

🩹- Is there with you no matter how bad the situation is

🩹- Hopes that one day you will be his partner in crime

🍭Ranpo🍭

🍭- Shares his sweets with you which is a shocker to everyone since he never shares with anybody

🍭- Likes to tease you

🍭- Gets very clingy to you when he wants your attention

🍭- Praises you when you do a good job

🍭- Memorized all of your likes and dislikes

🍭- Gets pouty when you aren't around

🎰Sigma🎰

🎰- He is very shy around you and tries his best to not talk to you at all

🎰- It makes him feel guilty to avoid you like that but he's afraid that you will be grossed out by him

🎰- Makes an effort to spend more time with you when he realizes he was hurting you

🎰- Let's you stay at the Sky Casino for free

🎰- He will play any games or slot machines with you whenever you visit him

🎰- Gets frustrated when he can't muster up the courage to confess his feelings

[mncxbe]

ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑Pretty when you cry

𝑻𝒆𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒖, 𝑱𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒐, 𝑻𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝒄𝒘: degradation, dirty talk and rough sex Jouno's part, overstim. hurt×comfort, hair pulling, difficulty breathing, reader crying, not proofread

𝑻𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂

"Oh sweet girl you're doing so well– fuck 'm gonna cum soon". Praises spilled from your partner's lips as he grabbed a handful of your hair, guiding your mouth lower onto his cock. His leaking tip hit the back of your throat with each thrust of his hips, triggering your gag reflex. "No, no baby cmon you can take it. Hollow out your cheeks f'me"

Of course, you complied, sucking him in your mouth even further. You rolled your tongue around his tip, trying to speed up his release. It's been an especially stressful day for Tachihara and you wanted to provide some release but it took him longer than usual to cum. Your throat was bruised, jaw slack and you could barely breathe– almost choking on the sticky mixture of saliva, snoot and precum that flooded the back of your throat. The tight grip he had on your hair didn't help either: your scalp was burning where he fiercely pulled at your roots. You felt tears pooling at your lashing but you tried to push the discomfort back as much as you could. After all, he was close and you didn't want to ruin his orgasm.

"Oh fuck shit baby s' good ya gonna take it all in that pretty little mouth right?" You nodded weakly resting your palms on his knees for support right before he bucked his hips into your mouth, painting it white with his cum. "Fuck darling you're just getting better and better–" he sighed, hooking a finger under your chin to tilt your head up. The moment your gazes met Tachihara's heart shattered in a million pieces– your eyes were bloodshot, glistening with tears and you were basically shaking.

"Baby..." he whispered in a strained voice, pulling you off the floor and onto his lap. "Are you alright? I didn't mean to-" "No, no Michi i'm ok it was just a bit... intense" you confessed but you still wouldn't meet his gaze. With a defeated sigh, Tachihara wrapped his arms around you and rubbed your arm, soothing you. "Look, baby. I'm sorry if I went too far. Please tell me next time if it's too much. The last thing I want is to hurt you"

"But you were enjoying yourself. I didn't want to ruin it for you" you said under your breath, your voice strained. "You could never ruin it for me. Just talk to me next time, ok? Promise? I couldn't possibly enjoy myself knowing that my girl is in pain"

Sighing, you finally raised your gaze to face him "Ok. I promise Michi. 'm sorry". "No need to apologize, darling" he smiled back, placing a loving kiss on the crown of your head before teasingly running his fingers along the wristband of your pajama pants. "Now, how about I make it up to you, hm? I'll run us a bath after".

𝑻𝒆𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒖

You felt dizzy, head spinning. Your loving boyfriend has been eating you out for what felt like hours– his tongue skilfully flicking your sensitive nub with each lap. His slender fingers slid in and out of you. Slowky, gently working you open. "Hiro baby" you cooed, your back arching when the tips of his fingers brushed against your sweet spot "Y'doing so well". Tecchou moaned into your cunt in response, his grip on your thighs tightening as he pulled you closer to his face. He was so messy with it– his lips and chin coated in your slick, eyes half lidded and jaw slack from how much he ate you out; his hips desperately rutted into the mattress trying to get some sort of relief. Still, your pleasure was above all and he wouldn't stop until you came on his tongue.

Still, two orgasms later he wouldn't stop. Your doting boyfriend was so drunk on your scent and taste to care for your cries and pleas. You tried to peel him away from your weeping cunt, shaky fingers lacing in his hair but he just wouldn't have it– he simply mumbled against your pussy, his nose brushing against your puffy clit "C'mon angel one more. One more f'me I know you can do it."

You wanted to let him please you, to allow him to make you cum again and again until your legs were shaking and all you could utter was his name but the ache between your legs begged for a break. So you choked out a sob, yanking Tecchou's head away from your cunt making him face you.

"I– Ineed a break love" you huffed out, bottom lip pushed forward into the most adorable pout the man has ever seen. Tecchou hummed, leaning his head on your soft thigh– droopy eyed gazing up at you. You were so pretty like this with your flushed cheeks and puffy eyes and heaving breath, your chest raising and falling with each shallow breath you took "Why? You were so close angel. Don't you wanna cum?" "I do baby. Just... need a little break" you smiled sweetly, stroking his hair gently. Your boyfriend returned the smile, his lips tracing soft kisses along your inner thigh, getting closer and closer to your core. "Really? Need a break sweets you sure?" You could clearly make out the sultry edge in his voice despite it being masked by sweet innocence. And fuck... you would've lied if this didn't take a toll on you.

Your walls clenched around nothing when you saw the way he eyed your slick cunt– he was basically drooling, glossy eyes pleading for just another taste of you. And just like that the burning sensation in your core was replaced by neediness. Wiping the dried up tears from your face you nestled yourself between the pillows, pulling his head back against your soaked cunt. And, as always, your boyfriend was more than happy to comply.

𝑱𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒐

"Shiit–yea take this dick, slut. God ye'r so tight for me still throught you'd loosen up a little" purred the man behind you. His thrusts were harsh, painfully deep- the tip of his cock bruising your sweet spot with each movement. "Ye like that, huh? What a dirty little slut you are...". With that he squeezed your hips tighter; his nails digging into your flesh leaving purplish crescent marks.

Normally his punishing words would make you see stars and melt into him but right now they had the exact opposite effect. You didn't have the best day– work was messy and you were tired and he was just making it all worse.

He pushed your head further into the pillows, drilling himself into your cunt as his free hand groped your tit squeezing it harshly. That did it for you– the sob you were holding in spilled from your lips as you started weeping into the pillows. Jouno, too lost in the feeling of your mushy walls clamping down on him, didn't notice the actual pain you were in. "Dumb whore ya love this dick so much you gonna cry for it? I love it when you get so stupid f'me–"

"Sai please stop" you whispered weakly. "What?" he cooed, hot breath dripping on your neck, his pace unwavering "Ya said something? Sorry, can't hear you over the sound of your sloppy cunt milking me—"

"I told you to stop" you cried out louder this time and by the strained sound of your voice Jouno knew– oh he knew he screwed up. He quickly pulled out of you, flipping you onto your back so you could face him. "Darling are you alright did I go too far?" he said softly, reaching a hand to cup your cheek but you quickly brushed him off telling him it's alright. Fuck, what had he done? The last thing Jouno wished for was to make you suffer, to hurt you. "My love, I know it's not alright" He cupped your face with his hands, pressing gentle kisses to your forehead and cheeks "I'm sorry. I should've paid more attention to you sweetheart. I love you I never meant to hurt you"

Frankly, seeing you cry like this broke his heart. He pulled you into a tight hug, his hands slowly working the tension out of your body, soothing your sore muscles. "I'm sorry, so so sorry pretty girl". His sweet words and affections managed to calm you down eventually and you smiled softly. "Pretty girl?" you mumbled sleepily making the man chuckle "Yea, my pretty girl..." That night as you both fell asleep entagled with one another Jouno promised himself he wouldn't make you cry ever again– for any reason.

[enmie]

*♡∞:｡.｡ Basorexia ｡.｡:∞♡* -pt.3

➶ Fukuzawa, Tachihara, and Sigma getting perhaps a bit too spoiled

➶ basorexia: the intense desire to kiss 【romance】

➶ cw: gn!reader. suggestive (very mild.) cussing (very mild)

𓅪 pt. 3! reqs for pt.4 open!

𓅪 ya'll I'm srry for taking so long school is very shit!

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

Fukuzawa Yukichi's

Oh, dear, it seems you've flustered him, finally! You think Yukichi is too stoic to show any form of emotion, but alas, mere kisses sent him looking like a tomato. The cold, strict president of the Armed Detective Agency even stays still whenever you lean close to plant both the smallest of kisses on his cheek and the fattest kiss on the lips.

Like now. He keeps his eyes on you, watching as you covered his already red face in crimson-colored lipstick. You swear you let it dry, you swear it wasn't intentional.

And Yukichi seems way too entertained to complain. He loves the way you leave your mark on him, an actual non-hickey mark. He was the only one who was allowed give those.

"Maybe," he starts, "maybe you actually meant to smear your lipstick all over me, don't you think? And maybe a little drunk,"

You shake your head, pulling away after innocently leaving a trail of sticky product. "Nope. Would never smear my lipstick, I worked hard to afford it. And I'm not drunk, champagne doesn't count as beer,"

The president raises an eyebrow, and chuckles lowly as he presses a kiss on your forehead. Lust-filled eyes dart down to your neck, already filled with hickeys from a couple minutes ago. He did bite hard.

"I recall buying it for you, darling."

That face you make, it makes him laugh; your squinted eyes and your lips that hovered right above his neck as you tried to process what he just said to you. Before you could kiss him, of course. "Oh."

"You are drunk. Let's get you to bed." You immediately shake your head at his words, hugging tighter onto him. "Bed? What bed? My bed's right in front of me,"

"Don't try to be slick," He says, forced (but happy) to lift you up.

Tachihara Michizo's

It's one of those mornings when he's right under you, head resting on your thighs as you played with his hair. Michizo felt tingles every time you ran your fingers through his ginger hair, and it sort of became a practice now. But lately, you'd started to kiss him more and more on his head.

"Ninety-one." He counts after your next kiss. He's already counting up to a hundred kisses even though you've only woken up.

You giggle and place another, which adds another to his list. "Nineties already?"

He nods his head and counts another kiss. You just can't stop! It's his scent, the specific curl of his hair that just makes you want to love him.

Michizo loves the way you kiss his as well, and your soft, candle-like fingers; the way the seem to endlessly touch the depths of his soul yet only touch the skin of his head; it's mesmerizing. Each kiss you give was like a wonder to the boy.

Just like that, you kiss him a few more times before he shouts—

"A hundred!" He shouts joyfully, absolutely full of love just for you. "Care for a hundred more?"

Sigma's

HHe's convinced you're born whiny. Yeah, he might have existed for only three years, but you seem like you've existed for one. Sigma was forced to stop gambling at the casino for a minute because you wanted to kiss him all day— which wasn't a good idea, but he agreed anyway. What else could he do when he loved you so damn much?

"Okay, let's take a short break from the kissing," He says, face red from both your lipstick and his blush.

You stick your bottom lip out playfully, a big pout on your face because he wanted you to stop. He chuckles at that cute face. But he did continue and try to convince you to stop. Stop? How could you when he looked so damn hot?!

"Nah, let's not."

You press another light kiss on his cheekbone, and you loved that squirmy reaction he gave every time you got close. Oh, how he was so utterly fond of you and the love you made him feel in his limited time here on Earth. Sigma saw you as... special. But a little too clingy.

"Come on. Don't you want to win some more?"

"Hm... I want something else," You whisper to the man, hands trailing down his clean and tidy tuxedo. Not for long.

"... I guess gambling is bad,"

Enmie's fanfic | BSD

tags: @mrs-hamato here's Fukuzawa :DD you probs forgot cuz I took so long 😭

you r tagged bcuz you interacted w the poll! srry for the bother! : @probabludaistkf @wixard-aros @seraphinariddle @e0sphorus

pt.1 | pt.2 | pt. 4 (coming soon)

[bsdawgz]

「 ✦ I Belong To ...✦ 」 Bungo Stray Dogs, Port Mafia: Michizō Tachihara

a/n: this is the dirtiest thing i've ever written and also my most prized possession

genre: nasty, literally this is p0rn

content: f!reader. MDNI! dirty talk, fingering, cunnilingus, rough sex, overstim. no protection (wrap it up, y'all). > assume that they take plan B after (that's just my headcanon in this one). you go dumb. tachihara is a sexy tease w/ a dominant streak ♡ tiny drug reference at the end (marijuana, cuz let's go full circle on this)

summary: tachihara fucks ur lights out >> final part of the best friend! tachihara series. read: part one | part two | part three.

Your legs are tightly wrapped around his narrow hips, hands messily tangled in his rust red hair as he clumsily carries you up to his studio apartment. You're sucking splotches of red onto the side of his neck as he stumbles up the stairs. Then, once he finally reaches the door, you hear him mumble as he shuffles through his pockets, "Fuck, my keys – give me a sec."

“Use your ability, idiot,” you grumble, rolling your eyes at him as he fumbles with the key.

“Not tryna fuck up the lock, smartass,” he snaps back, keying into the apartment. Then, his attention is back on you – and so are his hands, grabbing you by your hips, then your ass. “Impatient, huh?” he whispers in your ear erotically, pushing you down into the plush mattress. You gasp softly as you feel his weight on top of you, his hard-on suddenly pressed between your legs, zipper tight on his pants and then skimming your bare stomach from your now-rucked up shirt. "It’s alright. I am too,” he says, voice hot in your ear as he grins up at you, sliding his hands up your blouse.

You feel him thumb over your nipples through your bra. You writhe, holding back a moan as you turn your face away from him in embarrassment. “You like it when I touch you like that, right?” he teases, lips curving into a knowing smirk. “Come on, don’t be so stubborn this time.” His breath is warm against your neck, lips relentless as he kisses up and down the sensitive skin on your shoulder. "Tell me how you want me – where you want me."

This time, you can't help but moan when you feel him tweak a nipple between his fingers. He grabs you roughly, and your breasts spill out as he tugs your bra down. Then, his mouth is full of you as he switches between each hardening nipple. "Michi, please... don't... make me say it..." you whimper, pushing his head away when you see that annoying grin on his face as he peers up at you expectantly. "Nm… you're so… annoying..."

"Yeah?" he breathes, and his eyes are wild with desire as he swipes his tongue over his lips. "God, you're fuckin' cute."

You roll your eyes at him, pawing at him weakly, then you feel his fingers slowly hook around the waistband of your pants, prying them off your hips. You’re leaking between the legs, arousal dampening your cotton panties as you squirm underneath him. You’re so, so wet for him that it’s downright sinful.

Please, you almost want to beg for him to touch you already. Ever since stopping your little quickie in the car, you've been aching in between your thighs. There… – of course you want him there...

"Want you," you finally stammer out. The words melt on your tongue, and heat rushes to your face as soon as they leave your lips. When you glance up at Tachihara, you're astounded to see that he's staring at you with an expression just as flustered, blush reaching the tips of his ears.

He glances away quickly, embarrassed. "You know, I've always been yours," he mumbles, running a hand through his hair awkwardly. "You think I just let anyone boss me around like that? You've been there since the beginning – even before Port. Of course it was gonna be you…”

It's your turn to tease him now. You giggle at him and poke his cheek, much to his annoyance. He raises an unamused eyebrow at you and pushes your hand away, scoffing. Then, that brief moment of power is over, and that damn cocky grin is back on his face.

"Now," he murmurs, voice a soft, playful hum in your ear as he nears closer. Those fingers of his are pressing up against you now, tracing your folds through the thin fabric of your underwear. You gasp, turning your face away from him as you feel him apply pressure to your clit. "Since you like to doubt me so much, how about I show you just how much I like you?"

You yelp as Tachihara suddenly grabs you by the hips, pulling you flush against his face and prying your underwear to the side. Then, you feel him, his tongue dragging across your slick folds, saliva dripping from his tongue. When you glance up, you see him looking down at you like a wolf with this wicked grin on his face as he digs his fingertips into your thighs. You twist your hips, then feel him bury his nose in you and lick you up and down slowly; then, you writhe and feel him smirk when his name leaves your lips.

You feel his tongue swirling around your clit, his mouth enclosing around you. He lifts his head to see your reaction as you watch drool and your arousal drip down his chin. Then, diving back into your pussy, he dips his fingers deep inside of your entrance, teasing you, getting off on the way that your hips chase after the feeling of being fucked by his fingers – and you can't help but let his name spill out of you relentlessly now, pleading for him: "Please, please..."

"I have you begging for what now?" he asks you teasingly – the fucking smartass. But you don't even care at this point, just dumb from being so stimulated from him. You watch, absolutely blissed out, as he pulls back his fingers; you squeeze around nothing at all, pulsing erratically. Then, he circles his thumb around your clit, grinning cockily at the way you throw your head back and throw your hand over your mouth to keep yourself from crying. You're whimpering his name so sweetly – Michi... Michi, please... please. Fuck, yes, say it just like that. His name sounds so fucking good when it's coming from you.

"You... I want you..." you confess, grabbing a handful of his hair as he rubs you faster. It feels so good – too good. Your hips convulse, then you're there. There. His name pours from you like a fountain; you're so shameless that you pull him by his hair and shove his face against your pussy, begging him to drink you all up again. "Please, Michi, don't... don't stop..." Then, you whine out, "Put it in, need you, please."

-

Soon, he’s towering over you now at the foot of his bed, hand curled around your hip, the other grasping your face delicately. You feel his thumb brush over the protrusion of your bottom lip before he wets it on your tongue. "God," he sighs in amazement, watching the way you open your mouth for him, letting him soak his fingers deep inside your throat. "You’re fucking perfect."

He's so turned on by the image of you beneath him – those desperate eyes of yours peering at him, your breasts bouncing with every slow, deep thrust, his dick sliding in and out of you and the delicious way your pussy just swallows him. "Taking me so well tonight," he groans, biting back a grin, then you watch as he throws his head back in pleasure and thrusts faster. Your vision shakes and blurs from the harsh snap of his hips, and you feel his nails dig into the fat of your flesh as he brings you closer, closer. It’s still not enough.

You shut your eyes, listening to the sound of your skin smacking his, his shallow breath, and the bed frame thudding rhythmically against the wall. His moans are so hot – strangled sounds that get caught in his throat every time he pulls the entirety of himself out only to shove himself all the way back inside of you.

Then suddenly, you feel him grab you roughly, and you're on your knees; he's pulling you by your ass hard and fast against him. You yelp at the sudden change in position and pace as hands firmly shove you down into the mattress. "Best part is you're all fuckin' mine," you hear his raspy voice in your ear, then feel those sweet lips kissing tenderly up and down your spine. “I might cum soon..."

Then, "Shit – I should... pull out – ..."

Yet you find yourself begging for him not to, though you know you should heed his warning. "Oh, God, don't – !" you cry out, wrapping your fist around the comforter as his thrusts become erratic. You hear him hiss in response, feel him bruisingly grab your wrists and fuck you harder. Your knees give in and you collapse on your elbows. You bury your face in his pillows and sob out his name. Then, hot ropes of his cum are spurting inside of you.

“Oh. Oh… Oh, fuck,” he pants with an exasperated laugh, watching as cum dribbles down your leg. Then, “First my sweats, now my fuckin' sheets…”

Then, he smiles and scoops you into his arms, curling into your naked body. "I know we should clean up. But, can we stay like this a little longer? We can smoke a bit too, if you want."

You beam at him, resting your head on his chest. "When have I ever said no to weed?"

author ps: thank u sm to everyone who has supported this series, the lovely tachihara cult. i know tachihara doesn't get sm love, and my tachihara fics don't get nearly as many notes as fics i make of other characters, but tachihara fics are my fav fics and i've had the joy of interacting w/ amazing anons + more ppl cuz of these fics so i'm so happy ab writing them. and i FOREVER STAN TACHIHARA. i'm never gonna stop writing for him. ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ

© BSDAWGZ 2024. Do not steal or repost ANY of my works! That’s plagiarism, and it’s mean. :(( Beautiful dividers by @ v6que~!

[maru557]

:3

[skylarstarlight]

The Gang's all here. Not missing anyone important.

I love them a lot. Have a low quality doodle

[makurit]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TACHIHARA !

[cinnamncornflakes]

TACHIGIN MASQUERADE BALL FANART!!!! i love them ugh

[akuhigufan]

✨"You're the wish I make on every shooting star!"✨

[tarysu]

to all tachi tachi, I yet again feed you tachihara content

God bless bc i know i would be rollling in my grave for him

[drearycrow]

Tachihara moans softly as he shoves his cock in between your thighs. The feeling of your thighs squeezing his cock almost made him finish right then and there. He takes a deep breath trying to hold himself back. "Shit." He mutters to himself when you reach down to rub his tip with your finger. A hiss escapes his lips at the sensation. You run your thumb over his leaking cock, causing him to jerk roughly into your thighs. You feel Tachihara's nails dig into your hips as he fights the urge to not fuck you right there on the couch. If he didn't forget about your date today then he wouldn't be dealing with this punishment.

"Ah fuck!" Tachihara groans as his cum spills all over your thighs and cunt. He mentally cursed himself for not lasting that long.

"Alright you had your fun. Time to punish you for that long torture you made endure for an hour."