#i love the tachihara had a crush on her before he knew shes not a dude thing

[sickficideas]

"Pukin' inside the mask, though, yeesh."

Gin has been nauseous on and off all day, but everything spilled over, literally, when her stomach lurched without warning and she threw up inside her mask ): Tachihara's never seen her without her mask before and her anxiety makes her feel worse, but he has no idea, and still does what he can to help her feel better 💖

[asagirisfavpen]

Pushing the gay agenda onto bsd because I can

Ada:

- Dazai - demiromantic, bi, preference for women, he knew from like 10 he's not straight

- Kunikida - demiaroace, that's basically implied in the show, he/they pronouns, bi with preference for women, took him a very long time (like 22 years) to figure out he also likes men

- Ranpo - aroace spec, gay, prefers he/it pronouns but wouldn't actually care

- Yosano - lesbian, knew since day one, she/they

- Kyouka - she never thought abt this kinda stuff but she doesn't think she'd really care abt the gender of the person she likes, somewhere on the ace spectrum, doesn't care about pronouns

- Kenji - doesn't really understand, he says he loves everyone

- Atsushi - bi, preference for men (women scare him but it's understandable because the women he knows are Yosano and Kyouka), he/they but he's too afraid to ever tell ppl that

- Fukuzawa - literally never thought abt this before meeting Ranpo, but he now thinks he's bi without really any preference

- Tanizaki - transmasc he/him, is always too awkward to correct ppl

- Naomi - pan, absolutely no preference or care for the gender of the person she likes

- Haruno - she/he, aroace

Port Mafia:

- Chuuya - demiaroace, transmasc he/they, will correct you if you misgender him, bi with preference for men, he probably always knew he likes men and was shocked when he found out that some ppl only like one gender

- Kouyou - bi-curious but she's not wondering is she likes women, she's wondering if she likes men

- Mori - bi, preference for Elise

- Tachihara - never had the time to think abt, always assumed he's straight but then he got a crush on Gin and was panicking he is gay. He's bi. Then after figuring out he's bi he realized he's also transmasc

- Gin - agender, couldn't care less about pronouns, pan

- Akutagawa - demiaro, ace, bigender she/he

- Hirotsu - bi, huge preference for women, only like one man in his whole life

- Higuchi - lesbian (her crush on Aku is comphet), she/they

- Kaji - queer. Just queer. No label for this man woman thing

- Verlaine - they/them, gay

- Rimbaud - he/she/they, gay(er)

- Albatross - she/he, bi

- Pianoman - pan (Lippmannsexual), uses he/him pronouns but wouldn't really care if ppl would use any other pronoun

- Lippmann - gender-fluid, bi with preference for nb ppl, will sue snyone (kill anyone) if they misgender him

- Doc - gay

- Iceman - aroace

- Odasaku - doesn't care for a label, likes who he likes, is who he is

The Guild:

- Fitzgerald - Zeldasexual, never loved or will love anyone else so he's not even thinking about it (his pronouns are U/S/A /j)

- Louisa - bi, preference for women

- Poe - has a gay crisis every other day because "what if this is the wrong label????" So he just says gay or queer

- Lucy - transfem she/her will kill anyone who misgenders her

- Margaret - seems homophobic but is actually an ally, she thought Lucy how to girl, she's questioned if she's bi before

- Nathaniel - homophobic homosexual (bisexual but refuses to admit his crushes on men because of religion)

- Mark - bi

- John - he/she, gay

- Lovecraft - genderqueer, aroace spec

- Herman - ally

Hunting dogs:

- Fukuchi - gay for Fukuzawa

- Tecchou - doesn't really understand it, he thinks that ppl shouldn't even label just love, and doesn't care what pronouns ppl use for him but if ppl misgender others he will correct them

- Jouno - gay, transmasc, will torture ppl if they misgender him

- Teruko - she/they/xe, queer

Decay of Angels:

- Sigma - agender, any pronouns, aroace spec

- Nikolai - he/it transmasc, gay

- Fyodor - aroace

- Bram - was once asked by Nikolai if he's gay and said "No. I'm actually too tired to feel gay right now." He/she

Other ppl:

- Ango - doesn't have time to fall in love or even think abt it, he/she

- Tsujimura - bi-curious

- Ayatsuji - says they're above gender (agender) and aroace

- Aya - currently questioning her gender (and life choises)

- Adam - non-binary, any pronouns

- Katai - transmasc, he/they/it, bi

[miammey]

Ok, one thing I wanted to point out about the two Hunting Dogs Fukuchi chose to explain the truth to

When he told Jouno about the truth, he explained it in a way that made it seem like some kind of evil plot, allowing him to basically torture the Agency if he so wishes

But when he explained his plans to Teruko, he told her a story that even made Atsushi reconsider his stance on taking down the Decay of Angels

These were two very drastic differences, so I got to thinking (tho it has been a few days since I had the initial idea so bare with me)

We as the audience know that the Decay of Angels is bad overall, I mean they’re literally terrorists whose plans have already involved the deaths of over a hundred people, but why then would someone like Teruko join with them??

She has been shown to care about civilian life, in the Sky Casino she’s been shown not attacking the civilians even after they tried to kill her and Tachihara, and she stated how she views the Hunting Dogs as a violence that crushes down evil, and even that she hates worlds run by violence, but that is exactly what Fukuchi is creating, whether he sees it or not.

She knows that the Decay of Angels are in charge of the vampire epidemic, and have killed so many people.

The thing is, she looked up to Fukuchi, she was his right hand, and she had most likely also seen the horrors of war, and agrees with Fukuchi on his plan to try and end the unnecessary deaths of people all because some big name politicians decided that they need to fight and die for their countries (I think everyone can agree with that, honestly).

Teruko probably doesn’t see any other option at this point. She doesn’t like the idea of technically siding with terrorists she probably won’t hesitate to kill, but she does want peace, she wants the fighting to stop, and maybe one massive fight to end them all is the only path she sees now.

Besides, what would have happened if she said no? She can’t beat him in a fight, and he wouldn’t just let her go. At that moment she probably realized that happened to Tachihara and Jouno, and she didn’t want to end up like them. Even if she could team up with someone she didn’t think the Agency would help her in any way, not after all that, and even then she probably doesn’t think they could beat him, either.

I’ve talked about this before, but she just seems so tired in the more recent chapters, angry. Her eyes are just so empty, she doesn’t even really seem to be trying other than telling the story to Atsushi.

Now, back to Jouno.

Fukuchi told him that he could be as evil as he wants with the Agency, which is very contradictory to what he told Teruko, which is probably closer to the truth (though the possibility that he was lying to her to get her to side with him more willingly is also very real and cannot be ruled out)

Fukuchi had assumed that Jouno was still the way he was when he first joined the Hunting Dogs, and did not expect him to have changed.

But Fukuchi was wrong about him, he very much had changed, and had grown to love protecting the innocent’s

Now, it’s also important to mention that Jouno had no idea if Fukuchi was lying or not due to the noise amplifier, so we did not get Jouno’s point of view on if Fukuchi could possibly be lying here.

What Fukuchi seems to be doing is playing into what he believes to be the Hunting Dogs interests to try and get them to join him.

Think about it, the Hunting Dogs are incredible assets one could have. Over the at least six years he’s been their Commander he had gained a level of trust with them, and an understanding of their strengths. He knew that if he could convince them to join him there would be next to nothing in the way of his plans. Heck, the only reason he even asked Jouno to join was because he wanted him to later join the DOA.

Fukuchi leaned into the parts of his goals to try and play into what the Hunting Dogs want. This plan worked for Teruko because he is much closer with her, but it failed with Jouno.

Hope I’m making sense, anyway that’s my BSD theory

[tickly-trashcan]

Crush {Gin & Akutagawa}

A/N: Okay wow again this one ended up a lot longer than I expected but y’know what sometimes that’s what happens. I started writing this before prompts were open and ended up finishing it just in time. This is also for Akutagawa’s birthday!! It’s not birthday themed but that’s okay, I still love him and wanted to do something special for him! Also I mentioned a little bit ago that i’d start putting pictures in with my fics, so here we go with that lol. Okay, now that that’s out of the way, I hope you enjoy this one!

Summary: Gin has noticed something off about her brother for a little while now, and she intends to get to the bottom of it.

Word Count: 2.1k (under the cut)

Something was… off.

Gin couldn’t quite place what it was, but something strange was happening with Akutagawa. He would stare into space often at mealtimes, and during those staring sessions his cheeks would occasionally dust a very faint pink, something that Gin had only recently noticed. He was coming home later than usual, and he didn’t talk about work as often with Gin, one of the things they used to talk about openly.

Yes, something was definitely off.

And Gin was going to find out what it was.

Gin was making dinner when Akutagawa finally came home, coughing lightly into his hand as he stood in the doorway, toeing off his shoes.

“Welcome home, big brother,” Gin said, a soft smile on her face as she looked over at him, pausing her cooking for a moment.

Akutagawa grunted a quick “hello” in response and walked out of Gin’s sight. Gin leaned in the kitchen doorway slightly to peek at what he was doing, and saw that he was sitting at the dining room table, staring down at his phone. He stared at it for a moment before typing something, then tucking his phone away in his pocket. He noticed Gin staring, and furrowed his brows in confusion.

“Do you need anything?”

“If you want to help chop the rest of the vegetables that would be nice,” Gin said, gesturing back into the kitchen. Akutagawa nodded, getting up from his seat and walking into the kitchen with Gin, picking up a knife as he started to chop up some potatoes. 

“Were you texting someone?” Gin asked sweetly, stirring the pot. Akutagawa cut down onto the cutting board rather hard before answering.

“I was sending a message to Chuuya about a mission tomorrow,” He said calmly after a short pause. 

Gin hummed softly in response. She could tell he was lying. She grew up around her brother, she knew all of his habits, and she knew that whenever he lied he would pause and talk in a softer tone than usual, as if it made him nervous.

Gin held back a grin as she continued to stir the pot, turning around to see that Akutagawa had cut the rest of the vegetables she needed. She made another gesture for him to hand them to her, which he promptly did, Gin tossing them into the pot. She stirred it around a few more times before adding in some broth, Akutagawa standing next to her as he watched.

“Are we having curry tonight?” He asked.

Gin nodded, and Akutagawa let out a low hum before walking out of the kitchen.

“Let me know if you need help with anything else, Gin.”

She peeked out of the kitchen once more and saw him walk into his bedroom, most likely to read and just enjoy his own company until dinner. Gin sighed. She could ask him more about it at dinner, but she was determined to get the truth out no matter what.

She finished up the curry just as the rice was done cooking, and she promptly dished up servings for herself and her brother. She set the table and knocked on Akutagawa’s bedroom door, waiting for him to respond.

“Yes?”

“Dinner’s ready.”

Akutagawa came out of his door a few moments later, Gin already sitting in her seat while Akutagawa took the seat across from her. They ate in silence for a few moments before Gin decided to ask another question.

“What’s your mission with Chuuya tomorrow?”

Akutagawa paused for a moment, spoon halfway to his mouth as he processed the question for a moment. 

“It’s a simple clear out of an enemy that’s been getting too close, that’s all,” He said softly, taking a bite of his curry. Gin nodded, a sly smile on her lips.

“It just so happens that I know Chuuya’s working with the Black Lizard tomorrow, Ryuunosuke,” Gin lied back, trying to psyche out her brother.

Akutagawa’s eyes narrowed in confusion and he looked up at Gin. She smiled back at him, and Akutagawa coughed lightly into his hand as he forced a poker face.

“I see. There must have been a miscommunication on my part then. I’ll have to ask Mori for my orders tomorrow.”

Gin’s smile only widened as she realized she had her brother in a corner. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat as Gin continued to smile innocently at him, eating her meal.

“You haven’t talked about work that much recently either, Ryuunosuke, is there a reason for that?”

Akutagawa shifted again. Why was Gin firing all of these questions at him?

“I don’t feel the need to talk about it, considering we do the same thing,” He explained quickly, trying to keep his voice level.

Gin nodded, placing her chin on her hand as her elbow rested on the table.

“Is work why you’ve been coming home later too? Or is there a different reason for that?”

Akutagawa set his spoon down and crossed his arms.

“Why are you interrogating me, Gin?”

Gin hummed, smiling sweetly. “I suppose it is an interrogation at this point… Keeping that in mind, I would like an answer to my question.”

Akutagawa clicked his tongue. “We both already know the rule: those in the mafia with loose tongues die first. I don’t have any reason to tell you about my personal affairs with… never mind.”

“With who?” Gin was finally getting somewhere. She could see Akutagawa’s cheeks tint pink again. Gin held back a chuckle. So that’s what it was…

She waited a moment until just before Akutagawa was about to speak when she spoke.

“Do you have a crush, Ryuunosuke?”

Akutagawa’s eyes widened and the color on his cheeks grew. Gin smiled. She had hit the jackpot.

“No! That’s preposterous-”

“So who is it?”

Akutagawa stammered, trying to find the words, but instead he stood up, picking up his dinner plate that he had finished long before the interrogation had started. 

Gin chuckled softly and followed in suit, carrying her empty dish to the sink and placing hers in after Akutagawa. 

“Is it Higuchi?” She asked, Akutagawa turning away from her and walking towards the living room, sitting on the couch and picking up a book.

“I’m ignoring you,” He stated simply, and Gin merely sat next to him, continuing to list the possible people that she knew of.

“Was it just a regular civilian? Oh, maybe Tachihara? You two have been getting closer lately~”

Akutagawa pulled the book closer to his face, hiding the growing color on his cheeks from Gin as she continued to press on, until she finally got sick of the silent treatment from her brother.

“Ryuunosuke.”

No response.

“Ryuunosuke,” she poked his side to try and get his attention, and he jolted at the touch. Gin blinked before a more devious smile than her previous ones formed on her face. Akutagawa glanced at Gin, noticing the look on her face, and set the book down.

“What, are you gonna suggest I fell in love with Kaji now? You’re just listing off people I know!”

“So you do have a crush on someone?”

Akutagawa froze. Gin scooted closer to Akutagawa, who scooted back until he was at the end of the couch with nowhere to go.

“I’m gonna get it out of you, you know this Ryuunosuke. I know exactly how, too,” She said, raising her hands. Akutagawa’s eyes bulged as he glared at Gin.

“Gin, no. No. I don’t have feelings for anyone, you don’t need to do this-”

Before Akutagawa could further protest, Gin launched herself at him, Akutagawa letting out a loud “no!” Before Gin’s hands descended on his sides, Akutagawa held back his laughter by biting his lip as he grabbed Gin’s wrists, her fingers softly dancing up his sides and waist.

“G-Gin, stohop… stop it right now,” Akutagawa said, his voice shaking as he held back his laughter as best he could, his face broken into a wide grin, desperate not to give in. Gin only smiled, digging her fingers in a tad harder as Akutagawa let out a tiny squeak.

“I’m not stopping until you tell me who it is, Ryuunosuke. You better start talking~” She teased, squeezing Akutagawa’s waist as he took a sharp intake of air. It was getting harder to hold back his laughter, he wasn’t sure how much longer he would hold up.

“Gin, hehe- I’m s-serious,” Akutagawa said, his laughter starting to break through. He snickered softly, squeezing his eyes shut as he put his hand over his mouth to better cover his laughter. Gin sighed. Looks like the gentle approach wasn’t going to work with him. 

Gin raised her hands and dug into Akutagawa’s ribs. Akutagawa let out a surprised shriek. The persistent, hard sensations were different from Gin’s gentle ones from before, causing Akutagawa to immediately start laughing. 

He uncovered his mouth to grab Gin’s wrists, trying to pry them off of him as he squirmed, Gin unrelenting. Gin laughed along with Akutagawa, drumming her fingers along his ribs as he threw his head back, cackling.

“I haven’t heard you laugh in so long! Maybe I should do this more often!” She said gleefully. 

“N-No you shohohohouldn’t!”

It was true, she hadn’t heard her brother laugh very often, if anything she only ever heard him chuckle. When they were younger she would tickle him occasionally to help him cheer up, but as they grew older moments like that were scarce.

“GAha-Gin! Stohohop it!” Akutagawa shrieked, his cheeks turning a light shade of red as he continued to laugh, tugging at Gin’s wrists in an attempt to pull them off, but to no avail.

“You know exactly how to make it stop, Ryuunosuke, just tell me who it is.”

“Nohohohohobody!”

Gin clicked her tongue teasingly, squeezing Akutagawa’s hips as he jumped, letting out a shriek as he dissolved into more laughter. Gin dug her thumb into Akutagawa’s hip bone, Akutagawa squirming away as much as he could as giggles poured from his lips.

She scribbled her fingers over Akutagawa’s tummy, Akutagawa arching his back and gripping her wrists harder, one hand pushing at her shoulder in another attempt to get her off of him. Loud, deep laughter continued to pour from his mouth as he shook his head back and forth.

“I think you’re gonna break soon~” Gin teased, her slender fingers dextrous as they continued to spider around Akutagawa’s abdomen, Akutagawa cackling as he continued to squirm next to Gin, trying to pry her hands off.

“I’m nohohohot! Th-There’s nobody, I swehehehehear! Stop!” Akutagawa laughed, pleading as Gin returned to his ribs.

She moved from his ribs under his arms, Akutagawa immediately retracting his hands to clamp his arms down at his sides on reflex, letting out a screech of ticklish agony as Gin grinned.

“Looks like I found a good spot.”

“Gin! NohohoHOHOHO!!” 

Akutagawa threw his head back, his cackles filling the room as he laughed frantically, shaking his head from side to side as he pressed his arms down harder in an attempt to make the ticklish sensations halt, but to no avail.

“Alright! Alrihihihihight, stoHOHOHOP!”

Gin smiled, pulling her hands back as Akutagawa caught his breath, clutching his chest as he wheezed. She waited patiently for him to collect himself, easily deflecting the glare he sent her when he finally recovered. He looked away from Gin, his cheeks pink as he crossed his arms.

Gin raised her hands again, threatening him to talk, making Akutagawa let out a small squeak. He glared daggers at her, and looked away again, letting out a small huff.

“I suppose you were correct in your assumptions…” He said softly, the color on his cheeks growing as Gin lowered her hands, settling them in her lap as she listened intently.

“Who is it then?”

Akutagawa opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. He closed it again and slouched into the couch, huffing again. Gin frowned, poking Akutagawa’s side again, making him jump.

“Okay! It’s… Jinko…”

Gin smiled widely. She had finally gotten it out of him, and what an unexpected person as well. This was truly interesting… 

“How did that happen?” Gin asked with genuine interest.

“...Joint missions.”

Gin smiled, ruffling Akutagawa’s hair, who quickly swatted her hand away. Gin chuckled, pulling her hand back as she stood up from the couch.

“If you need any help with courting him let me know~”

“I’m not going to court him!” Akutagawa exclaimed, turning around to face Gin as the color on his cheeks grew once again. Gin laughed, waving a hand to Akutagawa, who stood up from the couch and walked back into his room, shutting the door behind him. Gin smiled to herself as she started on the dishes. Maybe this would work out for him…

[ssatoritendou]

Birthday Gift

Pairing: tachihara/reader

Michizo Tachihara  

Word count: 1.6k

+ summary: it is Tachihara’s birthday the members of the port mafia take him out for drinks. He decides to go home early and catch up on work. Mori tells him to check up on Elise and her babysitter, you who is also Mori’s apprentice and Michizo’s crush.

Genre: fluffy lovey-dovey

Warning: 18+ suggestive themes

“Happy 20th Birthday Tachihara. Order as many drinks you want.” Gramps said.

“Haha, sure thing.” He grinned. Tachihara downed 4 shots of whatever liquor that was on the table that Chuuya put out for him.

“Looks like our little Tachihara has been preparing for this day for a while.” Chuuya laughed. This was going to be an interesting birthday.

“I think I’m going to go home,” Tachihara said only having a few glasses of beer and hard liquor. He knew his limit but everybody else stayed to get plastered. He was about to walk back to base before Mori stopped him.

“When you *hiccup* get home check on my dear Elise for me and little ____ too.”

“____ is there this late?”

“Elise can’t sleep without her. She had been staying with us while the storms are here.” He said.

He swallowed hard. “Yeah, of course, I’ll check in on both of them.”

He hated to admit it but he had a little crush on Elise’s babysitter. But you weren’t just a babysitter you were Mori’s apprentice. Practically like a daughter to his boss. Now you weren’t just an apprentice in the mafia no you were trying to become a doctor. And you wanted to learn from the doctor himself.

Tachihara recently started staying in his office in Headquarters. Mori recently put him in charge of the armory. That was a lot of paperwork and inventory every day. He would sometimes let that paperwork build up. This was one of those nights he knew if he waited another night he would end up behind. Normally he wouldn’t care but Mori had put a lot of faith and trust into him with the armory control.

But before he could get to his paperwork he needed to check on you and Elise.

“____ I’m not tired,” Elise whined to you.

“Elise I understand but I’m tired.” You whined back. She was behind just finishing your side braid.

“They're all done.” She said happily.

“Good now, will you go to bed?” Before she could answer there was a knock on the door. You knew if it was Mori he would just burst in. “Elise hide.” You reached for a gun that Mori hid in her room just in case. You pulled the gun from behind the nightstand. She nodded and went to go hide.

“Come in.” You said you aimed the gun at the door.

“Hey, Mori just wanted me-”

Bang! You shot the gun.

“____ what the fuck was that for!” Tachihara yelled. He clutched the side of his arm.

“Tachihara I’m sorry. I thought you were an intruder.” You moved his hand and saw that it sliced through both his jacket and shirt. “Oh thank god.”

“Not to sound rude or anything but how is this a thank god moment?” He said through gritted teeth.

“It’s just a graze you baby.”

“I know you’re welcome.” Then it hit you his ability. He was able to manipulate metal.

“Thank you.” You chuckled nervously. “Elise you can come out now.”

She came out of the closet. “You shot Tachihara!” She shouted.

“Yes, Elise. Go to bed I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

She was about to make a fuss but then looked at Tachihara who was gazing at your figure.

“No need. I can sleep without you. Just stay with Tachihara tonight.”

“What?” You said embarrassed and shocked but before you could correct her she was pushing the both of you out of her room and locking it from behind. “I’ll just crawl into bed with her later. I have a key.” You said blushing.

“Can you remove your jacket and shirt?” You said. “And where’s your secret liquor stash? And not the good stuff.”

“Under my pillow.” He said taking off the top half of his clothing. “Should I sit at my desk?”

“Yes.” You had the first aid kit ready to go. He was sitting patiently at the desk.

Technically Tachihara could do this himself. But he knew that you were working hard with Mori.

He watched you set up what you were going to do. You pulled out the disinfectant wipe, a big bandage, and some gauze.

“Now I must warn you this will sting a little.”

“Oh please I’m not a baby-” He winced at the strong stinging of the disinfect you wiped with the pressure you applied. “You didn't have to go so hard.”

“Well, that is so you make sure it’s clean.” You said through gritted teeth, you quickly applied the bandaged and the gauze. “They're all done, you big baby. Now I would usually give my patients lollipops or stickers whatever Elise is feeling. But since it’s your birthday let’s do a birthday shot.” You said with a smile pulling glasses out of his third desk draw and poured the cheap liquor.

“How did you know that the glasses were there?” Tachihara asked.

“Mori has them in all the office 3rd desk draw. I just have a thing for cheap liquor, what I grew up drinking.” You handed him the glass. “Come on.”

He took the shot from you and downed it as you did.

“Thanks again.”

“Of course Tachihara anything for you. I really should be getting back to Elise I don’t want her to get scared and disappoint Mori.”

“Trust me Mori won’t remember the next few hours and Elise said she would be found. You can sleep on my bed I don’t mind. I’m going to be working most of the night and probably sleep on the couch. The bed has never been slept on.”

The bed did look so comfortable. You haven’t been getting a lot of sleep while spending your nights for the past week with Elise.

“Thank you Tachihara.” You went over to the bed and lifted the covers and sunk into the beds cushioning.

“You can call me Michizo.” He went over to his closet and pulled 2 sweatshirts out. He slipped one on himself. “Here you can wear this to bed.”

“Thanks.” You slipped the sweatshirt on.

You fell back down into the soft bed. You were engulfed in his cologne. Even though the bed was barely slept in it still smelt like him. You inhaled deeply and closed your eyes.

Tachihara was an interesting member of the Port Mafia to you at least. Sure he had a temper that leads to his rash decision making. However, he valued orders and his position in the mafia. But those qualities made a great person in combat and a reliable man.

He was the only person around your age that you got to be around with every once in a while. He was kind to you. Which was different than the way he treated others. But you thought maybe it because he didn’t spend a lot of time with you.

He wasn’t a sight for sore eyes. He was quite attractive.

Must have only been a couple of hours of you resting but you shifted a little when you heard a loud sigh from across the room.

You riser from your sleepy state. “Michizo are you alright?”

“Mmm. Oh _____ I’m sorry if I woke you. Just work that is stressing me out.”

“How much paperwork did you finish?” You said getting you from the bed and sauntering over to his desk.

“Almost all of it. I just have a few more files.” He said rubbing his face.

You went behind him and put your hands on his shoulders. This caused Tachihara to drop his pen. You started to massage his shoulders.

“Just come to bed. I’ll help you finish it in the morning.” You said leaning into his ear. “I can’t stand to see you this stressed out Michizo. You need rest, doctors orders.”

He turned his head towards your sleepy face. “Fine Princess.” He let you pull him towards the bed.

“You need to relax more.” You continue to rub his shoulders. He fell back into your soft chest closing his eyes. “You get so stressed out from your work. Being a leader of the black lizard and control the armory now.”

“Ugh ___.” He moaned. He caught himself pulling away from your massage and holding your hands. “You are a little minx.” He leaned into your face placing a rough kiss on you.

He pulled away to gauge your reaction. “W-What was that for?” You asked shying away with a pink tint on your cheeks.

He smirked. “Just a birthday present for myself. Unless you liked it, Princess?” He asked tilting your head towards him again. “If you want another one you are going to have to tell me you liked it. If you didn’t I’ll back off.”

You shit your eyes. “I liked it. I liked it a lot, Michizo.”

“Good girl.” He leaned toward this time being slightly gentle. He only got a little more forceful with the kisses when his tongue entered your mouth. You return everyone of his kisses. Soon turning sloppy and salvia almost dripping down your chin.

He only stop when you began to whine. “We are going to have to stop for tonight Princess. I wouldn’t be able to control myself. And my doctor did say to get some rest.” He said with a smirk. He pressed a kiss to your forehead. He turned you around to spoon you. “Remember that you promised to help me in the morning ___.”

“Of course Michizo.”

He hummed to your agreeing tone.

“Happy birthday my love you said rubbing his hand across your torso.

“Goodnight my love.” He grumbled into your neck.

[stargirl720]

Day 5: Failed Escape

@whumptober2020 when Tachihara gets exposed as the traitor he is... Fear.jpeg

Tachihara knew the moment he exposed who he was to Yosano, his mission was compromised. He now had a crack in a perfect undercover identity.

But the Hunting Dogs sent him back in for just a little bit more information.

And now, he was going to die for it.

His cover had been blown. He shoved what he needed into a duffel bag and sprinted outside, going for his motorcycle. A few feet from it, a huge boulder came down and crushed it completely.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" Chuuya growled from atop the nearest lamppost, cracking his knuckles threateningly. But Tachihara didn't waste any time, reaching with another lamppost and wrapping the metal tightly around his waist before turning and sprinting away. As he did so, he pulled out a burner phone, for emergency use only.

"Jouno!" He shouted when the other end clicked. "Jouno, my cover is blown, they're hunting me down. I - I need back-up, as soon as possible. I know I'm supposed to be, like, prepared to die, but I'd prefer not to!" He said in a level voice he could manage, glancing over his shoulder and stumbling.

"Where are you?" Jouno asked, his tone urgent as his chair squeaked when he stood up.

"I'm a few blocks from my apartment - headed your way right now, taking the fastest route," he said quickly, sprinting across a street without checking and stopping any cars that nearly hit him with his ability. "I'm on foot and -"

A leg came flying out from his right, and Tachihara just barely dodged it, his eyes widening. He didn't stop, though.

"Jouno -" he started, terror taking root in his entire body. "Jouno, I don't know if I'm gonna make it out. But I love you - and I'm sorry," he said, unable to hear any reply before he was tackled.

"Who the fuck were you calling?!" Gin asked as she turned him over, grabbed the collar of his shirt, and slammed him into the ground, making sure to hit his head hard.

Tachihara's head spun, and he blinked rapidly, trying to clear his blurry vision. "Fuck off," he replied before he was distracted by the glint of her knife.

Just before he got stabbed, he altered the course and had her stab herself instead.

When a grunt approached with a metal bat, it was crumbled and wrapped around his neck.

He was dazed, and probably concussed, but he was fighting.

Fighting until the very end.

Everything was too much to keep up with after that, but next thing Tachihara knew, he was sitting in a car with a bag over his head.

His concussion was already almost healed, just in the few hours that had passed. He quickly twitched his head and ripped apart all the metal under the hood, bringing them to a full stop.

Fighting, fighting until the very end, he said.

He killed the entire car full of people and removed the bag from his head. He was surrounded… by guns.

Guns, he could handle, no matter how many bullets they had.

He just had to last until Jouno could rescue him. If Jouno could rescue him.

[wildnya]

Chapter 2: Yes, Definitely That One

Tachihara and Higuchi slid into a bar booth to join Hirosu, Oda, Yosano, Kouyou, and Dazai after a long day of work. “How strong?” Tachihara asked after one look at his boss, head on the table, sobbing. Yosano held up two fingers in response while still locked in a conversion with Oda. “It’s not as bad as it looks,” Hirosu confirmed, seeing the younger mafiosos skeptical looks “he’s only had two, he’s on his third one right now.” “AND I’LL HAVE MORE TO DRINK AWAY MY PAIN AND SORROW.” Dazai sobbed, slapping the table with his free hand “ALL I WANNA DO IS SEARCH FOR MY BELLADONNA BUT CHUUYA ISN’T BEING NICE. IT’S BEEN A WEEK, WHAT IF SHE’S ALREADY GONE? WHAT WILL I DO THEN?” he downed the rest of his drink, shouting for another one. 

“Nevermind, level three, but be prepared for four and possibly five.” Yosano paused in her conversion to correct herself. “SHUT UP, I’M VALID.” a few halfhearted slaps were given to the doctors arm “YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND IF YOU SAW HER TOO. SHE IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING TO WALK THIS PLANET, NO, THIS UNIVERSE. YOU WON’T UNDERSTAND UNTIL YOU’VE SEEN-!” his wails were cut short by Kouyou smacking his head onto the table, sipping away at her whine without a comment. Higuchi cringed, quietly asking if this was how she used to be before senpai got a girlfriend. While Hirosu assured her it was never that bad sudden loud, genuine laughter rang through the bar. The group would have usually ignored this, but Dazai sitting up with such speed a NASCar race car would be jealous indicated otherwise.

“How do you mess up that badly?” Dazai swung his head around, looking for the source of that sweet voice. Then he found it, and there she was. She was slapping the bar counter, wheezing at the two men beside her “you’re such an idiot, dude!” one of the men was laughing alongside her, not nearly as hard though. “Hey, it’s not that bad of an idea!” The third of the trio protested “there’s chocolate chips in them, and they’re usually easy to melt!” “the cookie itself is -wheeze- hard though! Of course it would -snort- not work!” Dazai couldn’t take his eyes off her face. How long had it been since he’d heard someone laugh so genuinely and look that adorable at the same time? Her face had turned a slight shade of pink as she continued to giggle at her friend as he protested against his stupidity.

“Fine, I’ll use your microwave next time to experiment!” her giggles stopped abruptly. “I’m sorry, please repeat that.” demeanor making a complete 180, her face was no longer warm and inviting. The friend who microwaved the cookies face now had an ‘oh shit’ look. The other had a similar one, his saying ‘oh shit he fucked up’. “Touch my kitchen. I dare you.” The sudden calmness in her voice alongside the look in her eyes radiated energy that should not be provoked unless you were okay with getting hurt. “F-fuck, man, you know I’m joking!” the girl blinked at the response “... oops, didn’t mean to get like that,” she let out a light laugh “sorry!” He waved it off “meh, I shoulda known you’d do that, we all know how much you love your kitchen!” she crossed her legs, raising her drink “damn right.”

“-zai, DAZAI!” Dazai snapped out of his trance at the pulling on his cheek by Kouyou. “Owowow, Ane-san! What is it-?” “is that her?” she ignored him, gesturing with her drink in hand. “YES.” he all but shouted “GORGEOUS, IS SHE NOT?” Kouyou eyed her, finishing her wine before answering “her style is lacking, but otherwise I have to agree, now go get her number.” Dazai blinked “...nani?” he actually hadn’t thought of doing anything beyond watching her from afar, and the sudden thought of acting on such actions suddenly made him unusually nervous.

“You heard me. Go get her number.” Kouyou nudged him until he was on his feet. “E-eh?! B-but Ane-san, isn’t it too soon-?” “Dazai, go get her number,” Oda suddenly spoke up “she’s about to leave.” These were the words that got the young mafia boss moving.

Ango joined them as Dazai rushed over to the trio who’d just paid for their drinks, a familiar fennec fox dozing off on his shoulder. He only had to point to get his question across, and only needed a nod from them to get his answer. “Long day?” Oda slid a drink over to the eyebagged ability user as he took a seat next to him. Ango grunted in response, “wake Vixi if I pass out, she’ll be able to get us home fine.”  Oda just patted his shoulder.

“I GOT IT.” Dazai came bounding back, eyes glittering like a puppy retrieving a ball “I GOT IT! ARE YOU PROUD, ODASAKU, ANE-SAN?” the fox suddenly perked up, ears flicking and nose twitching. “Is something wrong, Vixi?” Ango turned his head slightly. His ability user wife didn’t reply right away, but he did notice her eyes were on his friend's crush. She let out a snort, laying her head back down, eyes still remaining on the girl even after she had left the bar. Having worked with and known each other for many years now, the pair could understand what the other meant through the simplest of gestures. This was no exception, Ango clearly knew what she was conveying: “maybe.”

@dazai-kinks @dazai-centric @yeenkk

come get ya juice things are about to really get going...

tomorrow time to recharge goodnight

[raven-writes-requests]

Corruption

Rating: Everyone Word count: 2,1 K Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs Pairing: OC x Chuuya Nakahara Genre: Angst

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It was a normal day for her at work, at least as normal as a day in the mafia could be. She was running around with tons of paperwork in her hands, so she barely had time to check her phone notifications, which seemed to be endless as she wouldn't stop feeling it ringing inside of her pocket. 

It was around half an hour later, when she had finally had a break and took her phone out, ready to see who needed her so desperately. She looked at the almost fifty missed calls from Dazai speechless. What could he possibly want now to be so insistent? 

Just as she was about to read his messages, her phone began to ring. The caller was Dazai, again. 

"What is it? Why are you calling me so insistently? Don't you know that I'm busy working?" she said angrily as she picked up the call. 

"Listen, this is an emergency." he said and she laughed. 

"What's the emergency this time? You're hanging upside down because you're too stupid to properly kill yourself?" she was seriously done with Dazai ridiculous calls. 

"No, not this time…" he barely managed to speak before she cut him off again. 

"Then what? Do you want to show me a new way to do that? Or is it that you want me to find you new and innovative ways to do it…?" she kept going, completely ignoring the urgency in Dazai’s voice.

"It's Chuuya!" he screamed, cutting her off. She immediately shut up, panic taking over her whole body as she heard the red haired’s name. "He…" Dazai sighed. "He used Corruption and I wasn't able to stop him in time… I… I don't think he has much time left." His voice was barely a whisper as he finished the sentence, probably because he was scared of what she could say to him at that moment.

She could feel her phone slipping through her fingers and crashing against the ground beneath her. Her world was literally breaking down at the thought of a universe where Chuuya didn't exist, a universe where Chuuya wasn’t there beside her. 

She got up immediately, her legs trembling as well as her hands as ran out of the small office where she was. She felt herself crush into someone, probably Kōyō. But she kept running anyways, she didn’t had the time to deal with anyone, she had to make it to Chuuya's side immediately. 

She could hear sirens in the distance and the cold salty air of Yokohama City filled her lungs. Near the most important warehouses of the Port Mafia, she could see smoke and a building suddenly crumbling down.

Panic coursed through her even harder as she saw that. Were they okay? What was going on? Why did Chuuya chose to willingly use Corruption? Why didn’t Dazai stop him on time? She ran as fast as her feet would carry her, she had to get to both of them.

People and cars were accumulating in the streets and the police and ambulances were trying to get to the place of the incident. Some of them were annoyed, others were simply curious to see why the building had fallen down.

“We’re working to see what had happened. So far, we can’t give you any kind of information.” one of the policeman that were already at the scene were telling the people who were looking around with horrified looks, others were just recording the place of the incident.

After pushing people around and getting to the front lines, she was stopped by one of the police officers. “You can’t walk in there. Civilians are not allowed in.”

“I don’t care.” she tried to get past the officer, but was stopped again.

“You can’t walk in there.” the person insisted. “I know, you probably have a loved one there, but you’ll have to wait until the rescue unit comes. They will take care of it.” the officer’s voice sounded as if they were trying to reassure her, but that wasn’t what she needed at the moment. She needed to see him.

“I said, I don’t care.” she said again and walked past the officer, running so no one would stop her before time.

“Dazai!” she screamed as she walked around, stepping on pieces of debris as she desperately tried to find the two of them.

“Over here!” she heard Dazai’s voice screaming at her. As she turned around, she saw Dazai down on his knees, Chuuya’s head on his lap. Even in the distance, he looked as if he was agonizing.

When she finally got to the two of them, she kneeled next to Dazai and took Chuuya’s head on her lap. “Oi, you dumbass. She’s finally here.” the brown haired nudged Chuuya, making him open his eyes a little.

“Huh? She’s here?” he whispered, his voice sounded exhausted and she could see him having some difficulties to breathe as he breathed in.

“Hey, I’m here.” she whispered as she slowly caressed his hair. His hat was a few feet away from them, his gloves were missing and his skin was covered in red furious marks, evidence that he had used his ability to its full potential to the point where we was now dying an agonizing death.

The day had started as a brand new, happy day for her. It was only a few hours prior that she was making some dinner plans with her boyfriend over the phone and now… Now she was struggling not to cry in front of him as he was dying.

His eyes were still closed as his hand reached to caress her cheek. She was surprised he even had the strength left in his body to do such a thing. “Don’t cry.” he said, she could see the faint smile on his face. How could he say such a thing in a moment like that? “I don’t want to see you crying.” his voice was soft and caring.

His hand began to drop, he was clearly even more exhausted. She immediately grabbed it, feeling strange as she felt his skin against hers. It felt foreign to her, but she enjoyed the sensation anyways.

His eyes opened up again and he extended his other hand, taking ahold of his hat. He moved it towards her head and left the hat resting on top of her head.

“Wh… What are you doing? Don’t move too much!” she said with a trembling voice.

“It’s yours now, keep it. I love the way it looks on you.” he smiled weakly at her. She could feel the tears wanting to be free, but she refused to cry.

The last thing she heard coming out of his mouth was a whisper in the form of her name, a whisper that she was sure she would never forget for as long as she kept living.

Time seemed to stop when she noticed it, tears began to fall freely now, there was nothing left to stop them. She gripped his hand tightly, slowly let it go. 

“Chūya?” she whispered as she nudged him carefully. He didn’t even moved, even if she wanted to deny it, she couldn’t. Deep down, she knew the truth, Chuuya was dead.

“Are you okay?” she could hear Dazai’s soft and gentle voice next to her as he put a hand on her shoulder. Even if he hated her, he couldn’t bring himself to say something about his enemy dying. It just felt… wrong for him to do so in a moment like that.

She didn’t answer. Instead, she broke down, hugging his boyfriend’s body as if he would disappear if she let go.

It had been a few days since the day when she lost him, she was currently sitting in a bar somewhere around the Port Mafia’s headquarters. She was playing with glass of wine that she was holding between her fingers and a bottle of wine was sitting next to her elbow, on top of the counter.

“You see why I called you?” near by, a red haired nudged a brown haired male, who look really uncomfortable standing in the middle of the Port Mafia’s headquarters and looking at the scene in front of him.

“Not really, what am I supposed to do?” he asked, confused by the reason why he was summoned there. Was he supposed to cheer her up? Him out of all people?

“I want you to talk to her. She hasn’t been talking to anyone. Not with me, not with Tachihara, not with Akutagawa nor with Gin… and you know how close she is to the three of them.” the red haired said and looked at the man beside her. “You know I would never ask anything of you, specially not after you left the Mafia like that. But please, could you try talking to her, Dazai?”

He had to admit, the sight in front of him was depressing. Never in his life he thought he would see the girl in such a state, and having Kōyō Ozaki personally asking him a favor such as this… He couldn’t refuse.

With slow, careful steps he walked up to her. Her eyes didn’t move from the glass in front of her, still filled with a wine he remembered too well, a bottle of 1889 Pétrus. In front of her, a pack of cigarettes was half open, beside it was a lighter, ready in case someone wanted a smoke. Dazai chuckled softly at the sight before himself. Again, another sight he would have never thought he would see in his lifetime.

“What do you want?” her voice was merely a whisper, but he could still hear the anger in it even if he could barely hear the words she spoke.

“Someone asked me to come and see you. They told me you looked miserable, but I was certainly not ready for this.” he said, catching her attention and making her look up, revealing the face that Chuuya’s hat had been hiding from him.

“What do you mean this?” if looks could kill, Dazai was sure that she would have buried him six feet under. Still, he smiled softly at her.

“Are you trying to pick up his habits or something?” he asked, pointing at the bottle of wine and the pack of cigarettes that were in front of her. She sighed at his words and he kept going. “Even if he usually did that, it doesn’t mean he would have wanted you doing the same things, you know?”

She laughed humorlessly. “I’m not. I can’t even do this. I’ve been staring at this glass of wine for the last thirty minutes, trying to decide whether I should drink it or not, but I can’t do it. I thought this would help me ease the pain I feel inside of me, but… I don’t think this is actually working.”

Dazai put a hand on her shoulder, trying to comfort her. “I know what it feels like.” he said, making her look at him with a really confused look. “I guess I should explain myself… I had a friend, whom I held dearly, who died a few years ago.” he began to explain. “I didn’t knew how to deal with his death at first, until I remembered what his last words were. He had told me to be a good person, to do something good with my life.”

As Dazai’s eyes looked at the distance with an expression she was sure she had never seen in her eyes, she began to wonder where he was going with that.

“What I mean is… Don’t waste your time crying for him. Instead, do something better, live your life the way he would’ve wanted you to live it.” he smiled as he got up. “You never know where it might take you to.”

Dazai left her alone after that. She was shocked, there were no tears on her face. She was just staring blankly at the large selection of drinks that was in front of her. To live her life the way Chuuya would’ve wanted her to live it?

Her gaze went down to her drink again. This time, she took it to her lips, taking a large sip of the wine. Then, she left the glass down again and smiled.

The girl had no idea how much she needed Dazai’s words until she heard them, and that was what she was going to do. She was going to stop crying around for him and closing herself inside of a cocoon and begin to live her life the way she knew Chuuya would’ve wanted her to live.