#tachiginweek2024

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[Tachigin Week day 1: Cowboys]

Two types of cowboys @tachiginweek2024

[tachiginweek2024]

Hello! Here we bring you what you've been waiting for, but first we'd like to share the guidelines with the dates to our event!

At last we can finally share with you the prompts for this year's Tachigin Week.

Thank you so much to everyone that shared their ideas in the interest check, we hope you like these prompts!

Now it's time to get ready!

We'll soon share the discord server we've been working on!

[zukkaoru]

do you think i care for you so little?

Gin pulls their jacket tighter around themself, tilting their head so their hair falls over their face, shielding as much of it from view as possible. They’ve swapped out their typical white mask for a black one—a gift from Higuchi, what feels like a lifetime ago. They don’t use it at work, not wanting to soil it with blood, but that all seems trivial and meaningless now. It’s either blood or betrayal coating their hands, and at the end of the day, there’s really no difference between the two.

after being freed from the vampire ability, gin helps tachihara run

🛣️ 2.4k words || gin-centric tachigin 🛣️ written for @tachiginweek2024 day 4: roadtrip

[frankenjoly]

Forgiveness

for @tachiginweek2024's day 3: (post-vampirism) + scars + t4t + betrayal

When Tachihara approached (ambushed) them, Gin was changing clothes before heading home. So he found him shirtless, only wearing the same binder they had on that time when she had come out to him after being found exactly like they were now. 

Then Tachihara had also come out to them in return, by literally showing it was something they had in common.

A lot of things had happened since then including the two of them getting closer and facing several catastrophes, the last one being what had prompted quite the reveal about his partner: the Tachihara Michizô they had come to know and care about, who had even gotten to be his boyfriend, was a liar. And he had been since right from the start no less.

“Gin…”

Instead of answering, they opted for remaining silent.

Knowing he had never been fully a soldier deep down, that he had chosen the Port Mafia the same as it had chosen him, helped a little. Knowing harming both Hirotsu and Gin herself had been all for show, to protect them further, helped a little. Actions, after all, said way more than words. That was why the only thing they had done was somewhat reverting to his past ways of being cut and dry to him for a while, to either sign only when talking or straight up making Tachihara infer her thoughts or mood based on behavior (besides, he was way better at that now than he had been back then), instead of fully antagonizing him or cutting all contact.

They were more than glad to have him there, but lies were lies and Gin was also pretty pissed.

“Gin.” She was even trying to avoid his gaze or face him, but in the moment Tachihara grabbed them by the wrist with the softness which indicated a plea instead of obligation, he finally turned towards Tachihara. There was only a split second of eye contact, though, since shortly after his eyes were on the scar remaining from when he had stabbed them with Gin’s own knife. “Gin, I– fuck.” Silence fell, for instead of continuing he lifted a hand towards their skin, caressing said scar with his fingertips and utmost care. And then Gin had to look away too, because the distressed expression over the redhead’s face as he did so was… simply too much.

But, at the same time, she didn’t want to surrender just yet.

(No, they did. That was why he had been keeping their partner at arms’ length, because she knew letting him get close would have that exact effect, and their pride didn’t allow him to do that before being able to fully express what was the key thing bothering her.)

‘I know you became one of us along the way. Hirotsu and I figured that out.’ They signed, glancing back at him and taking just one single step back, so Tachihara could properly see it without needing to remove his hand unless he wanted. And it didn’t seem like it. ‘So, what I want to ask is.’ Gin then took a deep breath, more to gather the remaining courage to go on than anything. ‘Did what we have started out as part of your cover too or…?’ There was no finishing the sentence, but they pointed first at herself then at him with one finger, so there was no doubt about what he meant when saying ‘we’ like that.

“Gin…” Tachihara said her name in a gasp, wide-eyed and almost awestruck, then shook his head with energy. “That was all real, please believe me. All the bonds I have here, they’re all real.”

“Don’t you dare lie to me again, Tachihara.” When Gin finally spoke out loud, it was in an attempt to sound icy and defensive. Except their voice betrayed him, this time not because of its sweet sound, and Tachihara’s eyes getting watery when hearing so wasn’t helping in the slightest.

“I swear.” He answered, serious as one could be. The hand he had established contact with moved from the part of their abdomen where the wound once was to wrap her waist, and Gin allowed it. “By my own life, even.”

A life he could have lost, like the majority of them (at the mafia, at the city and even the entire world). Finally throwing away her resolve to not yield, they mirrored Tachihara’s gesture, lifting their own hand to trace the scar which crossed his temples and eyelids passing through the bridge of his nose, that had stayed even after the vampire regeneration restored the eyes. He even closed them, making her able to go across it entirely.

After that exchange, silence became actually comfortable, and Gin let himself rest their head over Michizô’s shoulder, as well as holding his free hand. Soon, they were fused in a tight hug.

(Also on ao3.)

[tachiginweek2024]

[Tachigin Week: Day 1]

And so the event starts! Remember to use the hashtag #tachigin24 (and tag the acc) for us to share and others to find your works!

Have fun everyone<3

[tachiginweek2024]

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[tachiginweek2024]

[Tachigin Week: Day 2]

Have a good day!

[zukkaoru]

tachigin + “Stop teasing me and do it!”? :3

smiles cutely

(also posting this as a late entry for @tachiginweek2024 day 3: t4t, lingerie, and a sprinkling of praise kink)

[frankenjoly]

Could have it all by the end of the night

“We will have to dress up accordingly for this task, you know.” Hirotsu was saying, with a tone that had ‘for fuck’s sake, get it into your head’ sprinkled all over, as he debriefed the details for their next mission. “Maybe not as fancy as to appear on a red carpet, but pretty much formal nonetheless.” “I think that goes without sayin’ after you told us we were gonna enter a fancy-ass party, y’know.” Tachihara said, to which Hirotsu straight up rolled his eyes. “And do you own something that lets you look the part or…?”

the black lizard gets to infiltrate a party so they can get close to a target, things happen :3

for @tachiginweek2024's day 2: undercover

Read here.

[frankenjoly]

Falling into routine

for @tachiginweek2024's day 5: one bed + domestic

back then

The first time Tachihara stayed over, it was due to a very simple reason: they needed somewhere to crash after a mission that had left them unscathed but tired as hell, and their place was closer. A simple matter of it being way more convenient, nothing more nothing less. Though Gin would be lying if they said she hadn’t been looking forward to a moment like that.

Even when letting people in, both metaphorically and literally, wasn’t easy.

“You sure it’s alright?” The redhead asked, once both arrived at Gin’s room, sitting over their bed like it was going to either attack or swallow him.

“My brother won’t be home till later on, and he doesn’t mind anyway.” They simply said, already taking off his jacket and mask. Shortly after, she let their hair down as well.

“Huh, ‘kay.” Tachihara didn’t seem that much convinced… or he had more inquiries about the whole situation. Not like Gin spent any time wondering, since the answer came rather quickly. “So… should I go back to the livin’ room and take the couch, I guess…?”

“Why?”

The question made Tachihara freeze, and being so close to him Gin didn’t miss how his cheeks started going on their way to match his hair’s color. He even stuttered a little before properly answering them.

“You don’t mind sharin’ a bed with me? ‘Cause there’s no way I’m lettin’ you take the couch if you won’t lemme do it.”

“No, I don’t.” Gin shrugged. They had slept with several other kids back in the slums, including her brother, as well as the two of them alone before and after. So, no, he wasn’t overthinking it… and wouldn’t until later on, when feeling Tachihara basically huddled against them.

right now

The most recent time Tachihara had stayed over… Well, that time hadn’t even ended yet.

Gin was barely awake when he moved, giving them a peck on the lips before exiting both the bed and then her room. Right at the start, that may or may not have filled them with doubts about where he was going, but after several months of dating and knowing Michizô didn’t have work that day… there were only a handful of places he could be going to, and they were inside the Akutagawas’ place in most cases. His usual routine there, Gin had noticed, was bathroom then kitchen; anytime he and/or Nakajima were there, they took the reins when it came to cooking and ended up making food for at least twice the people who actually were there.

Not like anyone would complain, though, since at the end of the day there would either be no leftovers anyway or Ryû and her could save them for the day after. It was nice.

And nice was also the way they were woken up after dozing off again, with Tachihara covering his face with more and more kisses.

“Breakfast’s ready.” The first response she offered him was a lazy, sleepy groan. “I’d come quick-ish if I were you, or it’s gonna get cold.”

(Also on ao3.)

[frankenjoly]

In a crowd of thousands

Speaking of Tachihara, he appeared quite on time at the spot they had planned to meet, hugging them from behind in an attempt at surprising them. Emphasis on ‘attempt’, since he hadn’t ended up victorious on ambushes of that fashion from years now. “Ready to go?” He said, and there was a bit of amusement in his tone. After all, the only thing they had to do was walk downstairs and cross part of the castle. “I should be the one asking.” Gin answered, in the same demeanor.Michizô left a soft kiss over her cheek before pulling away, still staying close and offering an arm for them to latch onto, which they did right after adjusting both their masks.

prince gin and their partner attend a ball, that also couts as a date to cheer tachi up.

for @tachiginweek2024's day 4: fantasy au + hurt/comfort

Read here.