#tachihara oneshot

[usagi-chwan]

Here are all the links to each of my currently published writings on Bungou Stray Dogs (basically, a summary) :

One-shots & Two-shots :

-> Dazai

ADA!Dazai x PM!Reader - See you, I love you

Dazai x Reader - Broken Memories

Dazai x Reader - The evils of my soul

Dazai x Reader - A second chance

-> Chuuya

Chuuya x Reader - A new world (part 1/2)

Chuuya x Reader - A new world (part 2/2)

Chuuya x Reader - A choice without regrets (part 1/3)

Chuuya x Reader - A choice without regrets (part 2/3)

Chuuya x Reader - A choice without regrets (part 3/3)

Chuuya x Reader - Change of Plans

-> Atsushi

Atsushi x Reader - Nine Roses

-> Kyôka

Kyôka x Reader - For a better future

-> Dazai & Oda

Dazai & Oda - Funeral Melody

-> Akutagawa

Akutagawa x Reader - Love and Duty

-> Fukuzawa

Fukuzawa x Reader - Where I belong

-> Ranpo

Ranpo x Reader - Dreams of greatness (part 1/2)

Ranpo x Reader - Dreams of greatness (part 2/2)

-> Poe

Poe x Reader - This voice of yours

-> Fyodor

Fyodor x Reader - Black Sun

-> Armed Detective Agency

ADA x Reader - Revenge is a dish best served cold

Headcanons x Reader :

Do you know Candy Crush? (Ranpo, Kunikida, Kenji, Oda, Akutagawa, Yosano, Atsushi, Chuuya & Dazai)

... Can you repeat what you just said? (Dazai, Kunikida, Chuuya, Ranpo, Oda, Ango, Atsushi, Sigma & Fukuzawa)

At the haunted house with BSD's characters (Part 1 - Ranpo, Kunikida, Yosano, Akutagawa & Oda)

At the haunted house with BSD's characters (Part 2 - Kenji, Chuuya, Atsushi & Dazai)

Who's doing the dishes today? (Kunikida, Francis, Ranpo, Chuuya, Atsushi, Ango, Tachihara, Fyodor & Dazai)

Is this little one yours? (Part 1 - Ranpo, Oda, Atsushi & Sigma)

Is this little one yours? (Part 2 - Dazai, Kunikida, Chuuya, Ango & Fukuzawa)

Feel tired all of a sudden? (Kunikida, Oda, Chuuya & Yumeno)

Yes, I do (Part 1 - Kunikida, Atsushi, Oda, Chuuya & ADA!Dazai)

Yes, I do (Part 2 - PM!Dazai, Ango, Ranpo & Yosano)

Alright. What else is new? (Kôyô, Mori & Chuuya)

The enemy nobody wants to have (Part 1 - Kôyô & Mori)

The enemy nobody wants to have (Part 2 - Akutagawa & Chuuya)

Headcanons :

You're under arrest! (Kenji, Yosano, Kunikida, Chuuya, Atsushi, Dazai, Kyôka, Tanizaki, Kajii, Ango, Mori & little bonus)

To cook or not to cook, that is the question (Dazai, Ango, Oda, Kunikida, Atsushi, Kyôka, Sigma, Chuuya, Ranpo & Fyodor)

I won't do it again, I promise... (Fukuzawa, Chuuya, Dazai, Yosano & Kôyô)

Ouch!! It stings!! (Ranpo, Atsushi, Chuuya, Dazai & Poe)

Do you want something else? (Chuuya, Yosano, Dazai, Kunikida, Oda & Nikolai)

[dxwnstxr]

It's autumn with them

Fandom: Bungou stray dogs

Characters: Chuuya, dazai, ranpo, tetchou, akutagawa, tachihara

Genre: fluff, headcanons

Warnings: none

A/n: I'm already in the autumn/halloween mood, and it's not even august yet😭☕️.

🍁 Chuuya 🍁

Chuuya would cuddle with you on the couch watching your favorite scary movie. He would yelp at the jump scares, then lie and say he didn't because he's not a wuss.

Chuuya would watch the autumn rain with you while drinking hot pumkin lattes.

Chuuya would bring you to pumkin patches and lose you in the corn maze.

Chuuya would go to starbucks with you to get the autumn beverages. Then go shopping together for autumn outfits.

🍁 Dazai 🍁

Dazai would make homemade pumpkin pie with you just to steal some of it.

Dazai would make sure you both wear matching halloween costumes.

Dazai would stop to pet a black cat on your walk down a path in the orange and red woods.

Dazai would bring you outside to play in the autumn rain. Then, afterward, take a cozy apple sented shower together.

🍁 Ranpo 🍁

Ranpo would make sure to buy you all of his favorite halloween themed candy.

Ranpo would spoil all of the scary movies, so instead, you both carved pumpkins.

Ranpo would make you bring him to all of the mini autumn shops in downtown. He'd later got carried away, though, and grab you by the hand, pulling you to the shops he wants to look at.

Ranpo would only eat the whipped cream on his pumpkin pie. He'd then give the rest to you.

Ranpo would run ahead of you on sweet autumn walk and shout to you all the amazing thing he sees while pointing to them. You then would lift up your camera and capture the beautiful shot.

🍁 Tetchou 🍁

Tetchou would see you still hungry after eating your thanksgiving meal and would give you his portion.

Tetchou would lay a nice freshly washed and dried blanket on you while it's still warm as you sleep on his shoulder.

Tetchou would promise to take you to a pumkin patch. He ended up losing you 10 times before he called it a day.

Tetchou would let you pick out his outfits when you both went on autumn dates.

🍁 Akutagawa 🍁

Akutagawa would watch scary movies with you, but every time you jumped, he told you that you're being a baby. He later got embarrassed when he got scared near the end of said movie.

Akutagawa would ride on the hayrides with you and act like he hates it. Though after a while, you catch him smiling at the scenery.

Akutagawa would fall asleep easily on rainy autumn nights. You would cuddle him while he softly snores in your arms.

Akutagawa would take halloween very seriously but would act like he could care less. Though when it's time to knock on the doors, he gets nervous and acts you to do it.

Akutagawa would sit at the island counter and peacefully watch you make autumn pastries. Spooky halloween music would be playing in the background as akutagawa tries to sneak some samples, then gets mad and lies when he gets caught.

🍁 Tachihara 🍁

Tachihara would challenge you to see who'd escape the corn maze first. To which he ended up getting lost in.

Tachihara would go on a midnight autumn ride on his motorcycle with you. You would point out places you'd like to stop, and he would. You'd hope off, take out your camera, and take calming pictures of him under the autumn moon.

Tachihara would call out all of your friends just to have a pumkin carving competition. To which tetchou came first, you second, and teruko came third.

Tachihara would playfully dip his pointer finger in whipped cream and then poke you in the nose, leaving a dot of whipped cream.

Reblog divider cr: @benkeibear

[imagineanime2022]

The Hunting Dogs Reacting To Kianna (@nunezs-stuff's OC)

Pairings: Ōchi Fukuchi X Fem!OC (Platonic), Teruko Okura X Fem!OC (Platonic), Saigiku Jōno X Fem!OC (Platonic) , Tetchō Suehiro X Fem!OC (Platonic), Michizō Tachihara X Fem!OC (Platonic)

Requested: @nunezs-stuff

Request: Original Request.

Ōchi Fukuchi

🍶 Sees her potential the moment that they met, given her attitude towards new people they were likely in the middle of a fight when he offered her a position as a hunting dog. 🍶 He likes that her style allows people to underestimate her, she was often the first pick when he needed someone undercover. Except for the Mafia infiltration, he knew that she would have ended half of them before earning their trust. 🍶 Kianna could tell that the personality would adopt most of the time was a fake one, she was careful around him. 🍶He knew that she would only carry out orders that she agreed with so when he was looking for a little bit of fun he’d give her an order and see where she ended up. 🍶Will often get her different teas and desserts to try when he needs to appease her for whatever reason. 🍶Distant relationship, she knows that he’s strong but she doesn’t trust him.

Teruko Okura

💢 These two don’t get along, if given the chance they will clash no questions asked. Kianna saw no reason to listen to her and she saw that as a personal offense. 💢 There is literally no reason to send them on a mission together, it won’t get done and there might be some property damage. 💢 About the only thing that they agree on is the importance of sleep and never bother the other when they are asleep. 💢 Kianna does admire Teruko’s ability to keep fighting no matter what and her clear dedication to what she believes in but she would never say that out loud. 💢 Teruko flies off the handle at the smallest things and while Kianna can handle her most of the time the change in moods is still unsettling. 💢 Though view things very similarly they are unlikely to ever get along, you may get the occasional truce but never friendship.

Saigiku Jōno

🌫 Jono loved to get on Kianna’s nerves, he was honestly like an older brother she never had. 🌫 Given his ability he was able to dodge any attack that she threw at him and further teased her. That being said he does have a side that scares her. 🌫 Seeing him in interrogations often reminded her of her older brothers and caused her to put distance between them. Kianna didn’t hate him the same way after all it seemed that the only people who suffered that side of him were bad people. 🌫 Jono enjoyed watching her go to work, she took out people quickly and quietly. Something he saw as a benefit. 🌫 Literally leans an elbow on her head when he’s standing next to her and they would often throw comments back and forth. 🌫 They were kind of like brother and sister, she viewed him differently from her actual siblings but it did mean that she subconsciously put distance between them.

Tetchō Suehiro

🗡 Tetcho was probably the person that she was closest to because he was the one that hid the least. 🗡 She does not understand his eating habits, she has clear likes and dislikes but he seems to match things based on colours and most of the time it makes her want to throw up, there are some surprises though. 🗡 They would often side together when talking about torturing other people and following justice. 🗡 Tetcho is pretty bad at reading people so she was sure that he wasn’t lying to her, she felt most comfortable working with him. 🗡 Kianna chose to work with him more often than not, he was the one that aligned with her belief and way of working the best. 🗡 They were most compatible, found together more often than not, they didn’t argue too much.

Michizō Tachihara

🧲 Tachihara was very much the least eccentric of the bunch so she didn’t really have too much of an opinion on him but he was downright terrified of him. 🧲 Kianna gave him the silent killer vibe, he worried about getting on the wrong side of her because he genuinely believed that she could make him disappear without a trace. 🧲 Kianna would choose to work with him if Tatcho is out of the question and he takes second place in members that she can handle on a daily basis. 🧲 Avoids being in the same room as her as much as possible but can still hold a conversation if he needs to. He can be professional. 🧲 Kianna is the youngest member of the team so he does feel a need to protect her and he does try to where he can but let's be honest she does need protection. 🧲 Neutral not much in the way of a personal relationship, professionally the mesh very well.

Request Here!!

[solemnvelvetangel]

BUNGOU STRAY DOGS MASTERLIST

ARMED DETECTIVE AGENCY:

Atsushi Nakajima:

Headcanons:

"Everybody wants a taste, that's why I still get jealous..." - Jealousy Head canons

Osamu Dazai

Headcanons:

"One kiss is all it takes..." - Where BSD men like to be kissed

"Everybody wants a piece of you..." - Jealousy Head canons pt. 2

Doppo Kunikida

Headcanons:

"In a world of boys, he's a gentleman..." - General Relationship Headcanons

Ranpo Edogawa

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Akiko Yosano

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Junichiro Tanizaki

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Yukichi Fukuzawa

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PORT MAFIA

Ryunosuke Akutagawa

Headcanons:

"Everybody wants a taste, that's why I still get jealous..." - Jealousy Head canons

Chuya Nakahara

Headcanons:

"Everybody wants a taste, that's why I still get jealous..." - Jealousy Head canons

"One kiss is all it takes..." - Where BSD men like to be kissed

Michizo Tachihara

Headcanons:

"Everybody wants a piece of you..." - Jealousy Head canons pt. 2

Gin Akutagawa

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Koyo Ozaki

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Sakunosuke Oda

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DECAY OF ANGELS:

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Headcanons:

"Everybody wants a taste, that's why I still get jealous..." - Jealousy Head canons

"One kiss is all it takes..." - Where BSD men like to be kissed

Nikolai Gogol

Headcanons:

"One kiss is all it takes..." - Where BSD men like to be kissed

"Everybody wants a piece of you..." - Jealousy Head canons pt. 2

Sigma

Headcanons:

"One kiss is all it takes..." - Where BSD men like to be kissed

"You With the Dark Curls" - How Sigma would be with a significant other who is insecure about their dark, curly hair

Bram Stoker

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HUNTING DOGS:

Tecchou Suehiro

Headcanons:

"One kiss is all it takes..." - Where BSD men like to be kissed

Saigiku Jouno

Headcanons:

"Everybody wants a taste, that's why I still get jealous..." - Jealousy Head canons

OTHER:

Edgar Allen Poe

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Ango Sakaguchi

One Shots:

"Come to Bed"

[chocsra]

✧ "MY KIND OF WOMAN"

☆ summary ↺: finding out that your crush, chuuya nakahara's type is the complete opposite of you, his close friend.

☆ content ↺: small oneshot, fluff, highschool au, other mentions of bsd chars (+gin, tachihara, hirotsu & dazai)

☆ song ↺: my kind of woman by mac demarco <3

☆ w/c ↺: 2k

sometimes, you felt unsure of yourself.

your parents and the people around you assured that there will be someone—no, plenty of people that would love you and your personality. you were rowdy, energetic and outspoken. very honestly yelling about cringe phrases in public. loved ones around you such as friends, would often shush you or swear you're going to be the death of them.

no—you weren't really weird, just humourous, mischevious and cheeky. yes, sometimes, it affected your love life. nonetheless, the people in your life always said there is someone out there who wants someone exactly like you. you are the ideal in someone's heart.

it made you wonder if others accepted their partner's flaws because they love them, or love your significant other for their flaws.

"man, i don't know."

your eyes roll at the guy beside you, sweating in his basketball uniform and adjusting his sports headband as you two sat at the foot of the bleachers. "very helpful, chuuya."

he was wearing red.

his uniform was red, his hair a colour of copper—but in sunlight he could be mistaken for ginger. and he had this look in his eyes, a look you can't but admire. it was full of passion, but he always suppressed his emotions. chuuya never expressed his emotions well.

and that's how chuuya nakahara was, a complete idiot. you were talked your ear off back then by him geeking out over a girl he likes but can't seem to express it well. though you get teased by him for keeping your head deep in the books when it comes to romance, you found yourself comforting him at 3am when he can't get his mind off another girl, who probably broke his heart.

that was the past when you were both new to highschool, of course he wanted a girlfriend. which was especially difficult since he was best friends with the basketcase of the school—dazai osamu. well, even he had girls liking him, which was surprising since he's not exactly friends with this thing called deodorant.

"well, why would you see flaws in somebody you love and think it's something to be changed?" the boy inquires, chugging his waterbottle. "when you don't love them, flaws shouldn't matter, and when you do love them, their flaws should be part of the reason you do."

cute, you thought.

"that's how it should be!" — you pause, waving your hands all over the place trying to express yourself, "but not everyone thinks like that, y'know?"

he chuckles, "well, unlucky for you, some people's flaws can be unbearable." you shoot a glare at your friend, "the hell is 'unlucky for you' supposed to mean?"

chuuya snickers, "nothing." he looks up at the gym's ceiling, eyebrows scrunching when he sees the numerous dodgeballs stuck up there. how did that get up there? he thinks for a second. you wrinkle your nose in distaste, "—asshole." he quickly averts his gaze from the ceiling, to your scrunched up face.

"hey!"

after settling down from trying to flick each other's foreheads for an extended period of time, you squish your cheek onto your palm. "since we were on the topic of relationships, what is your type in a girl?" you ask casually, the usual hustle and bustle of basketball boys and their friends watching screaming in the gym. "my type in a girl?.."

he thinks for a second, finger tapping on his chin.

"i like elegant girls, girls who are super classy." he smirks, closing his eyes with confidence in his answer.

your eyes widen a bit,

—you were nothing like any of those things.

"well, my type is tall guys." you quickly retort, the redhead almost pouts, before refraining it to a scoff.

"chuuya, we need you on the court, man!" a firm call back runs from one of his teammates, "oh shit," the redhead quickly gets up, setting his waterbottle.

"see ya later, idiot." his lips curve up in a slight smile, ruffling your hair gently before returning to court.

this day sucked already.

"i've been good today.. i burnt 15 ants instead of the usual 30."

chuuya felt is eye twitch, standing near the incinerator with his childhood friend, dazai osamu. "i really fuckin' wish we weren't neighbours."

he remembers back then when his mother would tell the boy to play with his neighbour, dazai. unfortunately, he managed to stick with him forever and ever.

the brunette ruffles his wavy brown hair, crouching down to fiddle with a few new ants. "so what's new, midget?" chuuya almost swears he throws his lit lighter onto the kid right there, before scoffing, "don't call me that, bastard." the bandaged student looks at him blankly, as if he knew the redhead was bothered.

chuuya sighs, "okay, well, [y/n]'s been kinda off lately, and she won't tell me why."

dazai sighs, letting go of the ant he's been holding. "what did you do this time? if a woman is acting off, it's 100% your fault." the ginger scoffs in response, "well, our last conversation was at the bleachers. she asked me what my type was and i responded with elegant and classy girls, and she hasn't been the same since. she even said after her type was tall guys!"

the brunette smirks again, snickering devilshly for a good hot minute. "what the hell? cut it out, man. you're scarin' me!" chuuya protests, before dazai asks him:"you told [y/n] that you like elegant girls, and you have a crush on her?"

the redhead pauses and thinks about that statement for a while, "yeah, what's wrong with that?" he tilts his head in confusion. "you're so inconsiderate, chuuya." dazai hums, "[y/n]'s the polar opposite of elegant and classy."

it suddenly hits chuuya like a brick — but he still rummages to work against that statement.

"dude, you're wrong! she's got a super classy smile, and really elegant hands. even the way she moves is elegant. and—" dazai shoves a bandaged hand in his face, "please, i don't wanna hear it."

"if you want her to actually like you back, tell her that she's your type, and whatever you just said right now." dazai gets up, patting the dirt off his ass. "or, be like me, and invite her to a double suicide date."

chuuya closes his eyes in disdain, "kill yourself." the teenager smirks, "you don't have to tell me twice, slug."

"you don't understaaannndddd!!" you whine, playing the flute despondently at band practice. the girl beside you purses her lips, before writing in her pocket notebook — it's just his type. and i think you're elegant in your own way.

you pout at reading that, before sluggishly getting up. "thanks, gin..." you thank, before another redhead flashily enters band practice. "sorry for being late, mr. hirotsu, somethin' came up." your band teacher nods, before tachihara, an outspoken second year, strides up to you and gin.

"what's up with her?" the boy asks, before sitting down and fiddling with his trumphet. gin writes down — [y/n] found out chuuya's type was the complete opposite of her. tachihara looks for a moment, before laughing: "pfft.."

gin, a super pretty but androgynous second year then tells him to shut up by smacking his shoulder, earning a yelp from tachihara. "eek! well, listen, that guy is total shit anyway.. besides his super cool motorcycle, and killer smile, and his super cool motorcycle.. damn, wish i could get somethin' like that."

"shut up, tachihara." you mumble, as he scoffs dramatically, adjusting the bandage on his nose. "shouldn't you just continue talking to him? him having a type doesn't mean he doesn't like you." the redhead reasons, before reading the sheet music. "yeah but, now i think of all the girls he used to like.. and i'm nothing like them." you frown, slumping again onto the desk.

"y'know what they say.. the past is past, like how i thought gin was a boy." tachihara shrugs, frowning when he sees the middle finger she shoots at him, "i'm telling your brother you did that to me." he quips, before gin clears her throat, her silky raven hair tied back in a ponytail. "he'll beat your sorry ass." she says in the girliest voice possible.

tachihara yelps before your band teacher, mr. hirotsu reprimands you three for slacking off, frowning as you guys apologize, tachihara whispers: "point is, just talk to him." the boy says, as gin nods. "—unless you told him that you liked tall guys after, that would send him into cardiac arrest." he concluded, you gulped in slight guilt.

gin whispered in a gentle tone, "did you actually?.." you don't respond and frown even more.

"damn, you suck." tachihara finishes, yelping as the teacher yells at him again. "sorry, sir!"

it was another day, well, end of the day.

most students already went home, but you decided to stay at school to study for a bit. unbeknownst to your knowledge, it was raining heavily, and luckily for you, you had no umbrella. you sigh, jamming your earbuds in before walking out of the roof you covered yourself in.

except, upon your first step outside, you still felt no rain.

then, you saw chuuya's umbrella covering you. "hm?" you turn to him, surprised. "hey, you shouldn't get sick before my game, idiot." he chuckles as you two walked in the rain, under the same umbrella. "no way!" you smile.

an awkward silence came over you two. "uhm, about the other day," the boy starts off as you immediately flush — of course he noticed that you were upset. "hey! it's nothing serious, i—" chuuya shushes you by successfully flicking your head. you yelp, "ow.." rubbing your forehead. the boy swallows thickly, "i wanted to correct myself, actually."

raindrops. they moved at a steady pace, falling onto his black umbrella above you two, onto the pavement, and onto the cars passing by. you looked over at chuuya, who never followed dress-code, who had his button-up and tie neatly ironed. he strangely followed the dress-code perfectly today. "elegant and classy's not my type, actually."

you pause, thinking for a second. "then what is?"

"good question, actually." chuuya quips, adjusting his tie. he was completely confident when speaking, but you couldn't help but stare at the nervous quivering of his slender hands. "y'know that question you asked about flaws? it made me think that somewhere out there, every person is who someone has been exactly looking for. everyone in the world is someone's ideal type." he explained, inhaling sharply.

"—and i, uh," chuuya's words strained his throat, his cheeks are blazing and he has an odd coordination when walking. "you're my— ugh,"

cute, you thought, before internally slapping yourself.

"you're my kind of, mm, seriously?" the redhead stutters, rubbing two fingers against his temple, exhaling sharply. "you're my kind of girl, and—"

you felt a raindrop hit your cheek, it was cold and quick. but this feeling, it was slow and cherishing. warm, like a sunny day in a field of flowers, or another resting day of keeping your head in the books. after moping around for days, maybe tachihara was right. the whole ordeal was stupid, just like chuuya.

"—i like you too." you cut him off.

chuuya almost drops his umbrella in shock, as an abundance of rain water splashes onto you two. "shit!" he curses, feeling shitty for ruining the moment, but you laugh, extending out your hand to his, smiling brightly.

his lips curve into a smile, "okay, maybe this isn't that bad." chuuya quips, intertwining your fingers into his, before pressing a gentle kiss to the spot on your forehead he flicked earlier.

today, it felt like running through a field of flowers on a sunny day, even though it was raining and you got sick the next day. but it only felt that way because you had him next to you the entire time.

—in truth, he was your type too, and no, tall men were never your type.

✧ chocsra™

[starlightshadowsworld]

When Snow Falls

Oneshot about Tachihara and Chuuya talking about their pasts.

Tachihara: I mean I can’t complain I practically asked for this.

Chuuya: No one asks for this. You’re free to complain as much as you want. Hell knows I do all the time.

Tacuihara: Heh…You wanna know what the craziest part is?

Chuuya: What?

Tachihara: After all this time I…I don’t know what they did to me.

[writingnightmare]

A/n: okay so it’s like 0130 for me, however I really wanted to post this for y’all. This hasn’t got my normal decorative formatting, and I’ve only briefly proofread this in my half asleep state. I’ll make her prudy when I wake up for my long overdue hibernation, but for now, please enjoy! ♡ God I love Tachihara this glorious bastard.

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Characters: Michizō Tachihara

Content summary: Tachihara and you could never quite get along, until one night it clicked.

Warnings: Creepy guy at bar, not edited yet, implied angst

Tags: [SFW] | [Fluff]

Word count: 2.2k

Category: Oneshot

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𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙚,

𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩 𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩,

𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙.

‘𝘼𝙡𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚’ - 𝙎𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙏𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣

Not Acid nor Alkaline - Michizou Tachihara x Reader⌖

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Michizō Tachihara, he thought he was the person he was meant to be by the time he turned 19. He was an adult now, he’d settled into his life and his role in the world. His brother had been a similar age when he told him he would find himself one day, and his twisting, dynamic personality would settle.

Until you came along. Whilst Tachihara proclaimed his existence as a fire, you seemed to be his flood.

Someone’s whose eyes burnt with a raging passion, yet they could switch to the calm of a sheltered bay on sunrise. Whose body was tough, resilient not matter what the world threw at you, yet seemed to soften under his touch. Someone who outwardly seemed to challenge and yet mirror his very existence.

And God, you annoyed him sometimes, the way you seemed to just dance through life, as if unaware you were slowly unraveling his person to the very core, only to cradle and meld the broken pieces back together. This wasn’t a secret to you, you knew the young man seemed to loathe your very presence, but could never place why. Between the harsh words you both exchanged, to the physical blows you would hurl at each other, it was evident to anyone who saw the scenes that you were both frustrated.

You could never quite pinpoint it, but the man was odd. On missions he was not all that dissimilar to a feral animal, shooting anything that moved, yet at the briefings before such he was calculated and cold. His mind was sharp, teeth bared and ready to tear anyone apart who looked too closely, yet he was barely an adult much like yourself; he was clumsy, a lightweight with alcohol, and a downright idiot at times. If anyone were to ask him the what he thought of you? He would say the exact same thing. Never ending contradictions.

You could never quite pinpoint it, but he was odd himself. On missions he was not all that dissimilar to a feral animal, shooting anything that moved, yet at the briefings before such he was calculated and cold. His mind was sharp, teeth bared and ready to tear anyone apart who looked too closely,

The first time you both seemingly gotten along, you were drinking at a bar near the Port Mafia headquarters, far too many drinks in to count. You didn’t mind though, letting the alcohol numb your ever busy and observant mind. It was the night something seemed to click into place for you both.

You sat at the bar, hunched over as you flicked the ice in your whiskey, yellow light blaring down on your dull skin. You were completely exhausted by your last mission, having spent weeks gathering intel for a hit on a gang who had started shit in Yokohama. The many sleepless nights were finally catching up, the bags under your eyes hung like unwilling wittinesses to your job, seemingly wanting to tell everyone around you what you had been doing.

“You look like shit,” a voice snarked, a body shifting into the stoop beside you as you grumbled, recognising it well. You looked over lazily, eyes red and glassy as you took in the man before you.

“You don’t look much better yourself,” you remarked, observing the purple bags under his own eyes, his skin pale, posture slumped onto the wooden bar, not all that dissimilar to yourself. He shrugged, cracking a smirk as he put his drink down, unfazed by your observation.

“At least no one will talk to us lookin’ like this,” he mused, and you could only nod in agreement. Last thing you wanted, was some jackass coming over to strike up conversation, unfortunately that was exactly what you got. The man slid into the seat next to you, slinging an unwelcome arm around your shoulder as you sipped on your drink. You alcohol hazed eyes rolled over towards him, glowering at the older man.

“You don’t look so good dollface, why don’t you let me take you home,” he cooed, the smell of vodka from his breath hitting you square in the face as he shook your head, shrugging his arm off.

“Thanks, but I’m good,” you muttered, eyes going back to your drink, watching the small waves in the amber liquid from the vibrations of the bar. You felt his breath hitting your neck, a wave of disgust rolling through you as you felt his hands wander once more.

“Oh come on, you don’t gotta be like that-!” As you jabbed your elbow back, the man was swiftly thrown off you and onto the ground. You blinked for a moment, trying to clear your vision as Tachihara stood over the man, blurry boot pressed onto his chest.

“Oi, they said no. Get the fuck outta here,” he grunted, voice rumbling with anger as the man struggled. Clearly he had been drinking a bit too much himself.

“Get off me brat-!” Tachihara delivered a swift kick to the man’s head, knocking him unconscious before he made his way back to the bar, unbothered by the stares he was receiving. You watched as he sat back down, muttering under his breath about the creepy bastard before taking a swig from his drink.

“I was gonna punch him myself…” you grumbled, but Tachihara scoffed, resting his head in his hand as he observed you. You seemed to be broken down tonight, disassembled from your usual tightly wound facade, uncaring of who saw. You were clearly bothered by the man, yet your eyes were devoid of their usual spark.

“You can’t even see straight right now, how’d you think you could punch straight,” he asked, eyebrow raised as you shrugged. As he looked at you, it was as if he was staring into a mirror of sorts. Your hazy gaze, broken posture, eyes raw and unengaged from doing your thankless job for hours on end. He finally understood why you annoyed him so Goddamn much. You and he both had a fire and flood existence, personalities that ranged from quiet to unruly, shattered to whole, a mess of broken pieces of your own choosing to fit into an existence of pure spite. This wasn’t who you were, it was simply who you had been pushed off a ledge to become. A beautifully tragic mess of a shattered human. And here he was spiting you, for being the very same thing that he was.

You were both one and the same, existing as opposites and counter partners, a room of shadowed mirrors. Not acid nor alkaline, but some mixture of both. Willing to give everything of your being to others, yet having nothing of yourselves.

He sighed at the realisation, before he looked back at you. At least there was something dissimilar between the two over you right now, the way your cheeks were flooded with redness from the effects of the alcohol, and how you were now currently asleep on the bar top. He smiled slightly, before paying for your drinks and lugging you out of the bar, not trusting the evidently too friendly patrons to leave you alone.

After this, your relationship improved wildly; it went from harsh and blazing fire, to a quiet swelling of waves. You were confused by this in the beginning, but soon wrote it off as you both maturing. You began to spend time in his presence, eyes no longer glowering at each other, but instead cracking jokes and making snide remarks on boring missions.

“Fifty if you can hit that can,” he challenged, smirking as you scoffed, snatching the gun from his holster. He was surprised by the brazen act, but said nothing of it.

“Yeah right, I totally can,” you muttered, confident as you took aim. You let out a breath, focusing on lining up the shot, remembering how he would often shift his behaviour when he was on the shooting range. Your finger hovered lightly over the trigger, before pulling it firmly. Your eyes traveled down the range, focusing in on the soda can in the alleyway. It exploded with orange liquid, a cocky grin making its way onto your face as Tachihara groaned, leaning on the rusty metal railing. “Pay up.”

“Fuck, since when are you a good shot? You’ve always been shaky with guns if you have time to think,” he drawled, reaching into his pocket to pull out the money, slapping it into your hand begrudgingly. You shrugged handing back his handgun. He flicked the safety on before sliding it into his holster, eyeing you in lighthearted annoyance. “Well?”

“Been watching you shoot for a long time Tachihara, I’m bound to pick up some of your habits.” He paused for a moment, before raising an eyebrow, a smirk spreading on his lips as he looked back at you. Any trace of his prior annoyance was gone, replaced by something else you could quite place; something between pride, amusement and affection.

“You been watchin me? You tryin’ to tell me something?” You flushed at his words and implication, scowling as this only seemed to encourage him on. “Damn, I’ve got an admirer. I see.”

“It’s not like that, asshole,” you grumbled, swatting his hand away when he reached out to flick your face, his amusement ever growing.

“Then what is it like, y/n,” he teased, watching as you scoffed, turning to climb down the ladder. “Heyyyy, where ya’ goin?”

“I got things to do, unlike some people,” you called, looking up as he grinned down at you, your cheeks still tinted with red. You were prepared for whatever smartass comment he would normally throw back, but you were surprised when it was something out of his normal.

“Whatever you say, y/n. Red looks cute on you though.” You wouldn’t admit it, but you thought about that small remark for weeks after he had said it. He really knew how to live rent free in your mind, even unintentionally. You wish you could say you still hated him or he annoyed you, but you found you couldn’t anymore. Not that you’d tell him that, he’d never let you hear the end of it.

Several weeks later, you found yourself with bloodied footprints in your apartment, the injured man leaving bloodstains on your couch cushions. However for once, you weren’t particularly worried about the mess Tachihara tended to cause to his surroundings.

“Can you not be a fucking idiot for one day,” you muttered, eyes bordering somewhere between concerned and relieved as you pulled bullet after bullet out of his stomach. The ginger man glared halfheartedly up at you, amber eyes narrowed from his spot on your couch. He had gone out to clear some goons who had hauled up in a Port Mafia warehouse with his battalion, and caught some stray bullets in the process. He hadn’t faired nearly as his enemies, but it certainly wasn’t something to gloat about.

“I wasn’t aiming to get hit ya know,” he mumbled, trying to keep level as he laid under your ever observant mind. It took him a while, but he had eventually realised that your gaze seemed to strip him bare before you, leaving him as a mess of his functioning parts and pieces, all scars and broken parts to be observed by you, barely held together as a person. He knew what you saw, and he hated that he craved the feeling. You didn’t know everything of the man, no one truly did, but you were the closest he’d come to feeling understood. He revelled in the mixture of excitement and anxiety that brought to him.

However if he were to look at you, you weren’t all that different. A tangled mess of pieces and parts, like a barely functioning machine held together by barbed wires and a prayer, a prayer that no one would notice it. He did, and you felt his eyes pick you apart as your fingers worked delicately, stitching his torn and tattled skin back together, as if scared to break his pieces apart.

“I’m not made of glass, Y/n,” he stated, cracking a smile as you looked up to his eyes, unconvinced as he spotted an opening. “I like it rough anyway.” Your lips tried to press into a flat line, pushing down a laugh as the corners of your lips pulled up ever so slightly, something he quickly caught. “It’s okay to admit I’m hilarious, I know- OW!” He jolted as you pulled sharply on a stitched, entertained as his bravado faded away bit by bit.

“You sure don’t seem to like me rough, Michizō,” you mused, amusement dancing across your features as his ears turned red, the colour slowly creeping onto his cheeks. He scowled, aware of the heat growing on his face as he struggled for words. He moved over closer to you, eyes flicking from your eyes to your lips as you sat there, smirking at the man. You noticed his behaviour, your face flooding with heat of its own before he moved in, pressing a hesitant and quick kiss to your lips before lying back down, observing the way your face bloomed with colour from the action.

“You’re a contradicting pain in my ass, that’s what I like you as, Y/n,” he mumbled, both of your respective blazing fires quelled to the soft sea, calmed an intimate.

“Just let me stitch the rest of you up, before you confess your love more,” you muttered, face still blazing red as he mumbled, draping his arm across his own to cover the colour on his own.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

[mncxbe]

Hi, it's my birthday next week, so may I please request Bram, Tetchou, Sigma and Ranpo celebrating their s/o's birthday with them (could be anything.. from headcanons to scenarios to oneshots and from fluff to smut, I don't mind)? No rush, take your time, please!

omg happy early birthday nonnie🎂 and ofc I loved writing these hcs hope u like it too. I was planning to do smth lengthier but I got caught up with work and couldn't buuut enjoy♡♡

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Spending your birthday with them♡

𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒎, 𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒎𝒂, 𝑻𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒖, 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒑𝒐 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff♡

𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒎

"Ah, birthdays. I've had plenty of those"

he's not really sure how people celebrate anniversaries now, so he has to ask Aya about it

his original plan was to organize a big feast for you but he ends up making you dinner instead

if you want to have a party with your friends he'll agree to join, but he'd much rather spend time with you alone

in the evening the two of you would take a bath; with bubbles and candles and then just cuddle and watch a movie

Bram is especially gentle with you on your birthday and right before you go to bed he's gonna confess his love for you in the most old fashioned, romantic way possible. considering his status in the past I think he's highly educated so he knows his way with words

I see him gifting you jewelery

𝑻𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒖

Tecchou would ask you days before if you want to have any fancy party and would lowkey be relieved when you tell him that you only wanna spend your bday with him

due to his job he can't spend all day with you, but as soon as he gets home from work he hugs you and spins you around, wishing you happy birthday

then he takes you to a nice restaurant for dinner

he's the type to write you birthday letters and leave sticky notes with little heart shaped drawings around the house

Tecchou tries to bake you a cake and asks Jouno or Tachihara to taste it, but because he uses weird ingredients it turns out terrible so he just buys you a small cupcake instead

BIRTHDAY FLOWERS!!!💐💐

as for presents he gets you anything you want, really. if you're not willing to tell him what your heart desires too bad he's gonna contact all your friends and ask them what to get you

he cuddles you to sleep and tells you how much he loves you, how happy he is he got to spend another year with you♡

𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒎𝒂

Sigma would panic at first cuz he dosn't know what he's supposed to do for your birthday; he never celebrated his own so... yea

when he researches it on google and finds out he's supposed to get you a gift he freaks out again cuz he doesn't know what to get you

but eventually he ends up buying smth small like a plushie or books you've got on your reading list and a box of chocolates

he makes you a homemade birthday dinner and decorates the table with candles and flowers hhhh he's so romantic

now Sigma would be willing to get a little spicy with you if you want it; he doesn't mind it at all. you want bday sex? ok. but at the end of the day he still wants to cuddle you♡

in the evening he probably asks you what you usually do for your bday so he can be better prepared next year

I don't really see him being keen on big parties so he won't organize anything of the sort

𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒑𝒐

he wakes you up in the middle of the night like 1 a.m just to make sure he's the first one to wish you happy birthday

if you don't work for the Ada Ranpo would get a free day from work to spend time with you♡

and oh my if you know his colleagues he would throw you a small birthday party with them (Dazai's idea ofc)

baking a cake with Ranpo for your birthday is a must. Poe helps him do the shopping the day before so you've got all you need and of course, you end up doing most of the work while he just admires you and keeps sticking his fingers in the dough to "sample" it.

I don't think he'd get you a big gift tbh; he has the "what do you mean sugar? am I not enough of a gift for you?" mentality. he's also so much clingier than normally

now two words: birthday sex. this man is wakes you up with head and doesn't let you go to sleep in the evening until you've came at least two times.

Ranpo is usually lazy in bed but for your birthday he's willing to do all the work; after all, your special day is only once a year♡

[cloudyyoimiya]

if we’re honest, tecchou would not be a “normal bf” because of how oblivious is him, so I was thinking of him starting to feel insecure about that (I imagine Tachihara Unconsciously made some comments about it so it makes tecchou starting to worry about that)

What do you think? :)

i really like your line of thinking. thank you for the request, anon! it was fun to write this <3

Oblivious Troubles; Suehiro Tecchou

Format; Oneshot

Genre; Fluff

Possible warnings; None

Word count; 2k

Unedited.

Tecchou took out the keys to your shared apartment and put them in the keyhole. He then unlocked the door and opened it, entering the apartment with a small sigh. Tecchou put his keys onto the key holder that was mounted on the wall, taking off his hat and boots in the process.

He had just gotten home from training, and words from one of his comrade’s were weighing on his mind. Tecchou was never one to overthink about things, nor to be insecure about trivial things, but thoughts of previous events at work were on his mind, and they were making him worry about his relationship with you.

…

It wasn’t exactly rare for Tecchou to help Tachihara with his training, but it wasn’t a common occurrence either. Tecchou only really helped Tachihara when he was practicing his swordsmanship, and normally Tecchou would give him constructive criticism on how to maneuver his blade so he wouldn’t be lacking on the battlefield.

“Move your foot to the right and adjust your grasp on the handle up by just a few centimeters,” Tecchou instructed as he look in his comrade’s form. There were many things wrong with Tachihara’s form, but Tecchou only decided to point out the things that could cost him a fight, and most likely his life. “And stop slouching and straighten out your posture.”

Tachihara groaned and fixed his stance almost perfectly. He then looked up at his superior and got ready to strike him once more. “Anything else wrong before we spar again?”

“Many things, but I think I’ll let you find out what these things are on your own,” Tecchou said with a flat voice as he raised his sword in a defensive position. “You may try to hit me again now.”

Tachihara nodded and immediately jumped into action. He pointed his blade at Tecchou’s left shoulder and lunged at him, treating his attack as if he was going to attack a real enemy. Tecchou seemed to have already predicted Tachihara’s attack and effectively blocked it with his own sword, then parried it and kicked Tachihara in the stomach.

“You need to be more agile with your attacks. They’re too slow,” Tecchou spoke as he watched Tachihara wrap his arms around his stomach in pain. “You also need to make your movements more unpredictable. If you don’t, a simple mistake like that could cost you your life on the battlefield.”

“I’m tryin’, man. You’re just too strong for me to spar with,” Tachihara huffed out after a short cough.

“It’s not that I’m too strong, you just lack some of the skills I have,” Tecchou said bluntly.

“Yeah, yeah, I get it. I need to train more.”

Tecchou hummed and nodded his head. He then sheathed his sword and crossed his arms as he looked down at Tachihara. “I’m glad you realize that. Now, I think you need to take a break. One more blow and I’m afraid that you’ll topple over and accidently hurt yourself.”

“Glad to see that you’re not as oblivious as I thought,” the younger of the two spoke as he walked over to a nearby bench in the training facility. He then sat down and let out a short groan. “Damn, that kick really fuckin’ hurt! You gotta tone it down while we’re training!”

Tecchou sat down beside Tachihara and grabbed the two water bottles he had brought into the facility prior to their sparring session. He then offered one to Tachihara, and he almost immediately took it and screwed off the cap. Tachihara took a few large gulps, then set the water bottle beside him on the bench.

“Thanks,” he said while shooting Tecchou a small smile.

“Don’t mention it,” Tecchou dismissed him as he opened his own water bottle. He then took a few small sips and set the bottle between his legs on the ground.

A brief moment of silence befell the two soldiers before Tachihara eventually decided to speak up. “You doin’ anything after this?” He asked while looking at his friend curiously.

“I’m going to spend the evening with my lover. Why do you ask?”

“I was just curious,” Tachihara shrugged his shoulders. “Y’know, sometimes it’s hard for me to believe that you actually scored a partner.”

“Why’s that?” Tecchou asked, eyeing Tachihara suspiciously.

“Well, to be honest with you, you’re very blunt sometimes,” Tachihara started. “You’re also pretty damn oblivious as well. I remember that one time while we were sparing, I was dropping you hints that I needed a break, and you just never gave me a moment to catch my breath. I’d imagine that you’re the same way with your lover; not picking up on their signals and whatnot.”

Tecchou stayed quiet for a moment and stared at Tachihara. There was something always unnerving about how Tecchou would just stare at people while he processed something, and it started to make Tachihara sweat and become on edge.

Did he go too far? No, he could probably just play off his words with just saying that they were constructive criticism, much like Tecchou would do with pointing out Tachihara’s mistakes while training.

“I see. Thank you for pointing that out to me,” Tecchou spoke plainly as he grabbed his water bottle from between his legs. He then took a few sips of his water, then set it down once more. “I’ll try to be more mindful of that in the future.”

“Oh, okay, uhm… That’s good I guess,” Tachihara spoke, unsure of what to say.

Silence enveloped the two again, and Tecchou looked at a clock that was mounted on a wall that was to the right of him. It was getting late, and he knew that you were going to start to worry for him if he didn’t head back home soon.

“I’m going to get going. It’s getting late,” Tecchou murmured as he stood up and grabbed his water bottle. “Do you want to spar again tomorrow? I wouldn’t mind giving you a few more pointers.”

Tachihara shook his head and stood up himself. “No, I think I’ll be okay. Thank you for offering.”

The older one of the two nodded and stretched. “Okay then. I’ll see you tomorrow at our meeting then.” Tecchou then waved at Tachihara. “Have a good night.”

“Yeah, you too,” Tachihara spoke as he waved back.

Tecchou nodded as he started to walk out and away from the training facility. On his way home, thoughts of you started to swarm in his mind.

Was he really that oblivious? What if you tried to drop hints of things, and he just hadn’t noticed? And what if he was too blunt with you while talking to you before? Did he hurt your feelings on accident?

He didn’t know, but Tecchou knew that he wanted to talk to you about these things. He didn’t want to be labeled as a bad boyfriend due to his own ignorance.

…

When he saw that you were on the couch watching tv, Tecchou almost immediately sat down beside you and wrapped his arms around you. He then rested his head onto your shoulder, taking in your scent and letting out a small sigh.

“Rough day?” You asked as you wrapped your own arms around your boyfriend.

“Not really… I’m just thinking,” he spoke softly. Tecchou then looked up at you, looking a little worried. All throughout your time of knowing the man, you’ve never seen him look like this, and it was a little concerning to you.

“What are you thinking about?”

Tecchou stayed silent for a little bit, debating on if he should really tell you. He then sighed and started to speak carefully. “…Do you think I’m a bad boyfriend?”

His words look you by surprise and you started to shake your head. “No, no. I actually think that you’re a very good boyfriend. Why do you ask?”

“It’s been recently brought to my attention that I’m a blunt and oblivious person. Is that really true? Because if so, I’ll try to change,” Tecchou murmured as he hid his face into your shoulder, sounding a little bit insecure.

You paused for a little bit, trying to gather the correct words to say. You didn’t want to accidently hurt your boyfriend with your words, so you tried to form a sentence that was both acknowledging him and those traits, but making sure not to be rude to him. You had already known that he was blunt and oblivious, and those were some of the traits that you loved about him.

“It is true, but those are the things I like about you. Your bluntness and obliviousness have never gotten to a point where I found it annoying,” you spoke with a smile as you looked down at him. “And besides, I don’t think that those traits could deem someone as a bad boyfriend to some. Sure, the bluntness can come off as passive aggressive, but it’s sometimes needed to get things across. And the obliviousness is also kinda cute if I think about it.”

“Really?” Tecchou asked as he looked up at you. “You don’t think I’m annoying or anything like that?”

“I think that you’re far from annoying,” you reaffirmed. “If I didn’t like those traits about you, then we wouldn’t be here cuddling as we speak.”

Tecchou slowly nodded as he tightened his arms around you. “You do have a point… But I do feel bad. What if you were dropping hints to me about stuff, and I didn’t pick up on them? What if I accidently hurt your feelings by being a little to blunt to you?”

“I’d forgive you if you ever hurt my feelings, you already know that. If you keep forgetting, then I may just have to keep reminding you every day,” you softly spoke with a small giggle. “And like I said, your obliviousness is cute! Yes, I may have tried to drop hints to you about stuff before I actually did something in the past, but it was worth it when I saw your somewhat surprised reaction.”

“…I see.”

You stayed quiet in thought before starting to speak again. Your tone of voice was as gentle as ever, and you made sure to put his worries to rest. “Here, I’ll tell you what. If I ever get offended by those traits, then I’ll tell you and we’ll work it out as a couple. Is that okay with you?”

“Yes, that’s okay with me,” Tecchou spoke with a small smile creeping onto his features. If you didn’t know him personally, then you wouldn’t have noticed his smile, but to you it was very apparent.

“Good! I’m glad we got that out of the way,” you said with a smile of your own. “Anyways, I was wondering about what we should do for dinner tonight. Would you like to get takeout, or would you like me to cook something for us? I’m fine with either, really.”

Tecchou thought for a moment. “Can you make us something to eat? If you want, I can help you cook—I don’t mind.”

“Oh no, I got this. I’ll be fine.” You brought your hands up to your boyfriends’ hair and started to gently play with it. “What are you in the mood for tonight?”

“Tonkatsu chicken with ketchup and strawberry jam.”

“…Of course you’d want that.”

“Is there something wrong with it?”

“No, not at all.” You shook your head and giggled. “I just don’t think I’ll ever get over the fact that you make food combinations like a toddler would.”

Tecchou let out a soft chuckle, something that you very rarely heard. “It tastes good though, angel.”

“To you, maybe. But not me,” you said as you took his arms off of your waist. You then stood up from the couch and stretched out your arms and back. “I’ll go make our dinner now.”

Your boyfriend simply nodded and stood up with you. He then gave you a chaste kiss onto your left cheek, smiling. “I love you. Thank you for putting up with me.”

“I love you too.”  

[justchelleing]

The Price of Loving You

Inspired by: win-writes

A/n: I hate making arguments like this because I'm just fighting myself. Took quite a few days to make. I was planning to kill reader but I felt it as cliche in my fanfics. Not proofread I'm lazy

Masterlist

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs (BSD)

TW! Explicit Language, Slight Smut(Kissing), Betrayal, mentions of death/murder, descriptions of gore(blood), little spoilers, attempted murder(?), mentions of reader being an assassin, assassination, fake identity, mentions of torture and execution,

Type: Oneshot

Genre: Angst + Small Fluff

Pairing: Tachihara Michizō x Fem!PM! Reader

Synopsis: When Tachihara betrays the Port Mafia along with his dear lover, things most likely wouldn't turn out good. And of course, it didn't.

It's been a few days since your boss revealed that your lover was actually a traitor of the Port Mafia, working undercover for the Hunting Dogs. He faked everything, starting from his personality, to his identity. You couldn't believe it, that the man whom swore to protect and love you was actually just a lying traitor.

You leaned on the railing as you smoked away your cigarette watching the bustling city of Yokohama. The view was stunning, especially from the Port Mafia's rooftop. You exhaled, the smoke of your cigarette leaving your chapped lips as your untied hair flew when the cold breeze passed by and the rooftop door opened. You turned around to see Tachihara staring at you with a gaze filled with sadness and guilt, and you went back to smoking your cigarette.

"I told you not so smoke so much" He frowned, getting closer to you while you pretended to not hear him.

"I'm glad you came" He muttered a he leaned on the railing beside you, taking your cigarette and throwing it on the floor.

"Whatever.." You finally acknowledged his presence making him softly smile.

"I didn't think you'd actually come" He says as he put a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"..." Silence came and he kept talking to himself.

"I'm sorry" he mutters as you flinched. He felt relieved to know that you were listening but he felt guilty for you to know until now.

"You betrayed me, Michizō" You finally looked at him in the eye with numbness and slight rage.

He flinched in response, you had always called him "darling" or "love" in a sweet-honey-like tone. When a little upset with him you called him by his first name but never his surname. He knew you would bring up that the fact that he did betray you, and he was ready for it.. or so he thought.

"I-" He trembled, he thought he knew what to say and do but when saying it with you infront of him, he couldn't.

"Have you entered the Port Mafia as a spy to begin with?" You asked, your heart aching more than you had expected.

"Yes.." He quietly muttered, his gaze fell down on the concrete floor.

You scoffed in response, now you refused to look at him knowing that if you did you wouldn't be able to stop your tears from falling.

"I feel like it's basic common knowledge but just to make it clear we're over." You bit your lip as you headed to the exist while his eyes widened.

"Wait-" He tried to grab your hand only for you to put a dagger on his throat. He tried to gently get you to remove the dagger from his neck only for you to slap his hand away

"One more movement and I'll slit your throat" You lowered your voice putting it closer to his throat drawing blood.

"Darling, we both know you won't do it." His eyes softened, not that you can see it from behind.

"Don't fucking call me that" you hissed biting your lips. A tear escaped your eye, slowly making it's way to the floor while staining your cheeks.

"Love, please you don't want to do this" He pleaded his hands clenched.

"You lied to me.. no. You deceived me!" Your voice cracked as you dropped the dagger.

Tachihara turned around and saw your state. Tears keep escaping your eyes, and your lips was blood stained from biting it. He felt guilty, he promised to make you happy and loved but he only betrayed you.

"I'm sorry please.." He tried to get close to you but you slapped his hand away.

"Everything I loved about you was nothing but an illusion! The man whom I cared for is gone, he's only an identity for some stupid mission!" You sobbed.

"Y/n please.." He tried to hug you but you flinched away from him.

"No! Don't touch me!" You cried.

He felt as if his heart was being squeezed apart. The one who used to be in his embrace was now flinching at his touch. He clenched his fist, burying his nails on his palm.

He knew that if he didn't make a move now he would completely lose you. You would just keep pushing him away and he would keep stumbling trying to go back to you. He was too much of a coward, this wouldn't have happened if atleast he let you know about his real identity, and he knows he can't keep being a coward. That's why he finally made a move.

Tachihara got closer to you not bothering to hear your cries anymore. When you finally reached his embrace, he hugged you. It felt too warm, your head rested on his chest and he caressed your hair while you were too stunned to speak.

"What the fuck are you doing?" You asked as he hushed your cries.

"Why do you keep doing this?! You don't need to pretend anymore! Your real identity of being a Hunting Dog is already exposed so why?" You cried looking at him.

"What do you mean?" He asks confused.

"Don't play fucking dumb!" You hissed.

"I don't know what you're talking about" He mutters and your eyes widened in disbelief.

"Please.. Just don't pretend to love me anymore.! So just.. just drop the act" you sobbed weekly punching his chest as you cried more. His own tears escaped, failing to suppress it.

"Why would you think that? I love you more than I love anything" He whispers making you look at him.

"What.?"

"I loved you not because of a mission! I love you and I will continue to! I'm sorry..." He faintly smiled letting his tears to flow. Your head dropped low on his chest.

"...Y/n?"

"You stupid fuck.." You muttered quietly, looking at him with pissed eyes.

"You fucking dumb bitch! You're being hunted by the whole Port Mafia right now and you have the guts to call me for a talk on the rooftop?!" You sniffled punching his shoulder

"Hey, hey I'm sorry okay?"He smiled at you,

"Tch! Whatever.." You muttered walking towards the exit swiping your tears away with your hand.

"Wait- Y/n"

"Hmm?" You walked towards him.

"I want you to promise me something"

"What is it Michi?"

"I wouldn't be able to meet you because of the conflict and the Hunting Dogs probably won't allow me to meet a Port Mafia member, so promise to still text me"

"Yeah sure whatever" you rolled your eyes.

"Just promise me it.. please? He pleaded.

"Sure but you have to promise me something in return"

"What is it?" He faintly smiled.

"When everything is over.. with the Rats, Port Mafia, Ada and the Hunting Dogs.. Promise me to quit the Hunting Dogs, and live a normal life with me somewhere"

"Then you're going to be hunted by the Mafia.." He furrowed his brows.

"That's why we're going to run away from our duties okay? I don't want to live in a life of bloodshed as an assassin anymore. And I certainly don't want to know you died in some mission with the Hunting Dogs." You shuffled through his hair much to his comfort.

"Mhm.. okay" He muttered as you continued to caress his hair.

"Also, promise me that you will try to be safe. No.. return in one piece once it's all over okay?" You held his cheek.

"That's two promises but okay" He smiled.

"Hai.. Whatever" You chuckled rolling your eyes.

"Return this if you've fullfiled your promises" You said, removing your necklace and giving it to him.

"Okay" He replied wearing it.

Suddenly, he kissed you as your tongues danced with each other in perfect rhythm. Your arms made it's way to his neck while his was around your hips. Both your lips parted and a string of saliva connected your mouths.

"I love you, Michi" You whispered.

"I love you more dear" He smiled.

You stayed in each other's warm embrace for a minute knowing it's going to be a while before seeing one another again.

"I'll see you next time, darling" You gave him a peck on his cheek before going to the exit while re smiled in response.

The breeze hit the door and Tachihara glanced to see no one. You didn't leave a single trace, he didn't even hear the footsteps of you walking down the stairs. He never knew you had an ability, only the boss does after all. Upon leaving the Mafia building, your smiled faded into one of distress. You snapped your fingers and your ability activated: The Perfect Crime. Your ability allows you to teleport to any place you have gone to. It's a very exceptional ability especially for an assassin like you, you are very valued by the Mafia for your skills. Yet, you cannot go untouched by the organization since your lover is a traitor to them.

You walked through the bustling cities of Yokohama, going around alleyways. You remembered your boss's words after revealing Tachihara's identity.

"Y/n, even if I value you as my greatest assassin.. You cannot go untouched, after all Tachihara did betray the organization and since he is your lover... You must pay the price of his actions." Mori sighed as he took a sip of wine from his glass.

"I see.." You muttered, ready for him to pull a knife or scalpel on your throat.

"You do know what happens to traitors don't you?" He smirked.

"Yes.. it's execution and torture" You nodded at him, biting your lip.

"That can be your fate now.." He says. You closed your eyes shut ready for death to come for you.

"However, since you have provided me with your service until now. I shall give you time until dawn to run, if you manage to outrun the Mafia, you live. If you don't you already know your fate. Or you can make him pay for the price." He explained setting his wine on the table and got closer to you. Your eyes widened at his preposition while you stared at him.

"Good luck. You're now dismissed" He never wiped that smirk of his face as he pat your shoulder and your eyes shrouded in fear.

You walked away slowly, closing the large doors of your boss's office. Your pace quickened and your jogging became running until you were out of breath. Tears flowed as you ran on the streets, ready to pack your belongings and leave Yokohama. You reached for your pocket for your keys and tried to open the door, your hands were trembling and as you entered you dropped down the floor. Closing the door you sat up and began to stuff clothes and necessities to a duffle bag, after packing you were ready to leave but then you saw Tachihara's message. You felt hopeless, it's either you kill him and bring proof or you die because of his actions. Grabbing a knife you head to the Port Mafia's rooftop and waited there grabbing yourself a cigarette.

That was quite a few hours ago. Now you were going through the bustling streets heading to your apartment. You arrived there taking your bag, purse and a fake passport and fake identification card. You ran, knowing full well of the Port Mafia's tactics of watching their prey before striking. You arrived at the airport and scanned around to see grunts and assassins around in disguise. You bought two tickets; one for America, one for Canada. They would most likely hunt you even if your outside Yokohama let alone Japan. You went to the bathroom and changed your clothes since they would probably watch your moves on security cameras.

You were on full make-up wearing a long sleeved blouse paired with a knee length skirt, you wore a lower knee length boots that hide your daggers that resides on the back of your legs. Putting on sunglasses you left for your flight. You looked completely different, you also scratched the surface of your ID and your picture and information changed. You left your phone on the bathroom and kept the stall locked so when they tracked you, your location is in the bathroom. You walked towards the plane, and boarded. You said goodbye to Yokohama, knowing that you will not be able to step back to it alive with the Port Mafia hunting you and you being wanted.

The plane took off and from the window you could see the sunrise, one that you have never felt more scared to see. They would now begin the hunt, and you will have to keep running as prey until they can't trace you anymore. You felt sorry for Tachihara, knowing you may not be able to fullfil the promise you agreed to. It wasn't that bad to be honest, you survived the first sunrise which you never expected but you will have to keep running until you can't no more for survival. You didn't regret not killing him when the opportunity was given, after all that was the price of loving him and you were happy to pay that price no matter the cost.

[just-a-dinosaur-i-guess]

this punk, the feelin' that you stay for

It’s not that Tachihara’s birthday was never celebrated. Some years the party–though calling it that makes it sound like it’s actually festive-comes a day early, or a couple days late, but he learned to not mind. Knowing his family, it wasn’t worth getting upset over. - on tachihara, akutagawa, and expectations

oneshot, 1055 words, tachiaku, tachihara-centric

aka: on the morning of tachihara's birthday, akutagawa drags him out to what's definitely not a date

[littencloud9]

how did you fall in love with kunichuu and also what do you think the Mafia and ADA's initial reactions are when they find out the 2 of them are together

AND ALSO

how do you think they decided to move in together

<3

YAYY HI!!

i cant really remember but the process went kind of like: did it out of spite. saw some good ass fanart. read some good ass fics. made a few posts talking about their potential. thought to myself hey, let’s write a little oneshot perhaps. escalated DRASTICALLY. now im stuck here forever

the ADA would be more surprised about them getting together if they werent so painfully obvious about crushing on each other. chuuya sends gifts to the office all the time. when they have joint meetings kunikida is like yes :) i agree with chuuya :) so true :). so they’re not shocked or anything but they DID have a betting pool (ranpo won. cue the boos)

on the mafia’s side, i dont think chuuya would explicitly tell anyone at first. kouyou picks up on it because she knows him well and is of course wary at first, but she knows chuuya is clever and can make their own decisions so she lets it be. tachihara finds out when chuuya clocks in to work with a hickey on full display, so he tells gin who tells higuchi who tells the entire place. no one’s gonna question The Executive Nakahara Chuuya about it but i like to think akutagawa slipped in a little ‘happy for you’ when they were on a mission together!!

moving in together: kunikida and kenji living together makes too much sense to me so either chuuya moves in the dorms or kenji goes to someone else before kunikida moves in with chuuya. for the latter, i like to think it was just too many sleepovers happening before chuuya finally mustered up the courage to ask. by that i mean they had their face buried in kunikida’s shoulders while mumbling ‘if you. stay. theres already a drawer of your things here. 🙄 if you wanna. stay forever. whatever’ and kunikida laughs and accepts

[silverbladexyz]

Hunting Dogs masterlist

Bold = oneshot

Tecchou:

Cuddling hcs

Fluff hcs

Routines and habits with an S/O who works with him

Fem! reader throwing him a surprise bday party with children

Hcs for patting him on the head (platonic and romantic)

With a fem!reader who’s the Hunting Dogs’ doctor

Spending holidays with S/O

Meeting S/O’s ex-fiancée

Coming home to S/O asleep on the couch

Being oblivious to reader's feelings

Jouno:

Cuddling hcs

Routines and habits with an S/O who works with him

Fem! reader throwing him a surprise bday party with children

With an S/O who had a rough day and just wants to cuddle

With a mute!S/O

With a fem!reader who’s the Hunting Dogs’ doctor

Reacting to S/O saying ‘when we have kids I can’t wait to take them trick or treating’

Spending holidays with S/O

Fem! S/O accidentally touches ‘there’

Coming home to S/O asleep on the couch

Teruko:

Routines and habits with a best friend who works with her

Spending holidays with best friend

Tachihara:

Routines and habits with an s/o who works with him

Spending holidays with S/O

[aarcanechaoss]

Hello! I deeply enjoy your "Higuchi gets some lovin'" on ao3! I love how you write her and your writing in general!!

Can I request a HiguchixSigma, romance/fluff fanfic? Where its Higuchi's birthday, and she told no one about it, but Sigma knows and surprises her with gifts and cake?

Thank you and Happy holidays! <333

Masterlist

Thank you so much I'm so happy people love Higuchi as much as I do too. Of course you can request such a cute oneshot!!!!!!!!

I hope you like it. And Happy Holidays to you too ♥️

Warnings: Fluff and cuteness, established relationship | Ichiyo Higuchi x Sigma

Ichiyo was never one to celebrate her birthday. It wasn’t because it never happened- in fact her family had spoiled her as much as she would allow but it just wasn’t a day she cared to indulge in when there was already other holidays and special events that occurred throughout the year anyway.

May Second always came around too damn fast for her liking.

Not that it mattered she never told anyone what today was, not even Tachihara- her self appointed little brother- knew what day she was born (admittedly it amused her that he was so pouty about it).

… considering she’d never told anyone that today was her birthday she had a terribly odd feeling in her gut that something was going to happen.

Surely Tachihara hadn’t figured it out… right?

When Ichiyo entered her empty apartment (Kuniko had gone home to their parents for the weekend) the only sound she had expected was the soft jingle of a cat bell and maybe a soft mew from Circe her cat.

Instead, she found Sigma, a new addition to the Armed Detective Agency and a man who’d been recently upgraded to boyfriend after a handful of successful dates, sitting in her kitchen with a chocolate cake and dimmed lighting.

“Happy Birthday Chiyo.” His blush was evident even under the candlelight.

He was wearing lounge clothes, sweatpants with a baggy t-shirt and his hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail that draped over his shoulder. He looked… good.

“What?” Was her elegant reply as she studied his lithe frame.

“It’s your birthday- I was sorting through some old files for Fukuzawa and Mori and saw it and then I asked your sister if it was right.” Sigma looked adorably embarrassed before quickly adding.- “This was Kuniko’s idea.”

Finally placing her bag down and shrugging off her jacket she steps into his personal space.

“Sorry I wasn’t expecting this- thank you Sigma this is perfect.” He beams at her, lit up like a puppy being given a treat.

How the hell did she get so lucky to have this man fall for her?

Her hand cups his jaw, thumb smoothing over the soft flesh of his cheek as she leans down- aiming to kiss his forehead. Her boyfriend had other plans as he tilted his head upwards and caught her lips in a soft kiss.

There was no heat behind it, nothing that insinuated he wanted something more. Just something soft, sweet and loving. Ichiyo smiled into the kiss as his hand reached for the small of her back before he pulled back.

"I set up a bath for you, got your leggings and one of my shirts- plus underwear I wasn't sure if you wanted a bra or not-" his face pinkened again and she smiled. "-I've ordered dinner just some sushi since I'd bought a cake and snacks."

"You've been busy." Ichiyo hums.

"After your bath you and I are going to sit on your couch, eat our dinner, cake and snacks, put on your favourite movie and cuddle." The boyish grin on his face almost had her swooning. "And yes, I fed Circe, she's curled up on your bed."

Sigma stands, hands resting on her hips as he spins her- nudging her towards the bathroom where a nice hot bath was waiting for her.

After her bath and the two of them scoffing the sushi, she had found herself tucked against his side, plate of cake resting on his thigh as they picked away at their dinner- The Princess Bride playing on the television.

"Thank you, Sigma."

"Hm?" He looked down at her, a chunk of cake in his mouth as he blinked owlishly.

"I don't usually celebrate my birthday, never really saw the point in it." She watched him frown at her. "But this is perfect I couldn't have asked for anything better."

He pauses the movie, places the plate on the coffee table and cups her jaw- cake having been promptly swallowed- before shifting so he was facing her rather than Ichiyo being tucked against him.

"I am still... learning about the world, about me- about you- and I want to keep learning. I want to know what makes you happy or sad what I should do to comfort you or make you laugh... it's too early to drop the L word but just know I care deeply about you Ichiyo."

It's her turn to shift, her legs draping across his thighs now as she gets as close as she can- almost sitting in his lap. Ichiyo cups his jaw again for what could have been the hundredth time since she became his girlfriend.

"How did I get so lucky?" She says with a smile. His arms wrapped around her, embraced her as she continued. "You've made me so very happy these last few months and I am so glad that even through the unfortunate circumstances that we met... I still have you here in my life now."

"I think I am the lucky one." He says before their lips met for the second time that evening.

He was always so gentle, like he couldn't bear to let her go, as if his gentle hold was all that kept them together. The kiss was perfect, just as most things with him were. Ichiyo tilted her head, leaning in further but he just smiled into the kiss and hugged her tightly.

"Would you like to continue the movie?" He asks against her mouth.

"Yes." She replies. "And then afterwards can we go cuddle in bed?"

"As you wish."

And there it was, that boyish grin that was making her swoon.

[waddledeedee]

My Fanfic Masterlist

Hello, hello everyone! I've yet to promote my ao3 account on here but my user is Writer_Poe and I used to be a frequent writer for the BSD fandom some years ago! I've written a few fics for MHA as of late, and over the years I've done a couple of oneshots for other series by request. I've become far more of a reader than a writer in more recent times, so I'll certainly try to make some recommendation posts for some of my favorites :) Here we go!

Fandoms: BSD, MHA, Fire Emblem, Fruba, Trickster

Bungou Stray Dogs

~ Crack / comedy / less serious fics ~

Poe's Baking Business: A Horror Story

Summary:

After impressing the ADA with cupcakes he had baked for Ranpo's birthday gathering, many from both the ADA and Port Mafia now want to order and buy some sweets of their own, as well as other outside sources. It becomes a lovely side hobby and money-maker, but what happens when Poe tells all of his customers to arrive to his house for pickup at the same time? Well, chaos ensues.

PAIRING(S): Dazai/Chuuya, Akutagawa/Atsushi, Ranpo/Poe, Tachihara/Tanizaki

WORD COUNT: 3.8k

BSD Halloween Special!

Summary:

He really, really, REALLY didn't want to agree to this, but... the reward was so sweet. This could be the one and only opportunity like this one Poe could ever receive, and he guesses if it meant throwing a huge Halloween bash full of booze and chaos... Well, sign him up then.

The grin from Ranpo that followed afterward was enough to convince him this would definitely be a BAD IDEA.

Or: After defeating Fyodor and the rest of the Rats in the House of the Dead, Ranpo decides to throw a costume party at Poe's mansion on Halloween night with the ADA, Port Mafia, and Guild all invited. As if the laughs and drama isn't excitement enough, the crowd may have bigger problems on their hands than figuring out how to all get along for just one drunk evening...

PAIRINGS: Dazai/Chuuya, Akutagawa/Atsushi, Ranpo/Poe, Tachihara/Tanizaki, Kouyou/Yosano, Naomi/Haruno, Gin/Higuchi, Kunikida/Katai, Fukuzawa/Mori

WORD COUNT: 10k

~ Primary Soukoku / Shin Soukoku ~

The Baby Project

This was a bigger series of mine that I posted both as a whole and into separate parts! (all included under this series umbrella)

Summary:

Parenthood had never been a concern to either Soukoku or Shin Soukoku, but when an ability user Mori flies all the way in from France has the power to create biological offspring of any two people she touches, their world takes a drastic turn for the better and for worse with the mark these beautiful, innocent children leave on their lives. 

But what could Mori possibly have to gain in going through so much effort to bring her here? 

And most frightening, to what extent does this power last?

PAIRINGS: Akutagawa/Atsushi, Dazai/Chuuya, Akutagawa & Atsushi & Dazai & Chuuya, Tachihara/Tanizaki, Gin/Higuchi, Kouyou/Yosano, Ranpo/Poe

WORD COUNT: 287k

BSD High School AU

This is an unfinished collection of high school AU oneshots that can be read as standalones and without needing a necessary "completion"

Summary:

After a nightmare of a childhood spent growing up in the same orphanage, Akutagawa and Atsushi, now living in the same foster home, prepare for their second year of high school and the ups and downs it'll bring.

PAIRINGS: Akutagawa/Atsushi, Dazai/Chuuya, Akutagawa & Atsushi & Dazai & Chuuya, Arthur/Paul, Tachihara/Tanizaki, Gin/Higuchi

WORD COUNT: 15.3k

~ Primary Shin Soukoku ~

One's Purpose For Living

Summary:

After the entirety of the ADA receives the weekend off following a very exhausting mission that brought up terrible memories and familiar faces Atsushi wished to forget, an unlikely group of people manage to pick up the pieces after he suffers gruesome injuries by the hands of a gang comprised of fellow orphans Nakajima had once grew up alongside.

PAIRINGS: Akutagawa/Atsushi, Tachihara/Tanizaki, Akutagawa & Tachihara, Atsushi & Tanizaki

WORD COUNT: 7.6k

For All The Things I Couldn't See

Summary:

POST DECAY OF ANGELS ARC:

With Fukuchi defeated, that final battle had come with a price: a sword slash across the eyes, resulting in an inoperable blindness no one knows if Atsushi will ever recover from.

Then, for the first time since they fought side by side against Fukuchi on that ship, resulting in his partner's sacrificial demise that never truly escapes his nightmares, Nakajima is informed of the news that Akutagawa hadn't died as he was led to believe after all. It would be an impossible belief to register, if not for his presence at his apartment door following just one week after his surgery.

PAIRINGS: Akutagawa/Atsushi

WORD COUNT: 3.1k

sing me to sleep

Summary:

Akutagawa's tone probably sounded just as intimidating to strangers passing through, strangers who only knew his face from horror stories and wanted posters, if not for the choking strain of, "... Substitute?" that burned in the pit of his gut as sore as Dazai's word.

"That's right~! If you decline my proposal of mentoring not you and Atsushi, but Shin Soukoku as a duo, I simply intend to replace you with someone else more cooperative instead! After all, it shouldn't be too hard to not only find someone with an ability who is stronger than you, but perhaps someone much more compatible with Atsushi both on the battlefield and in mundane circumstances. Wouldn't you agree?"

OR: Akutagawa has no choice but to endure the heartache of seeing someone else take his place yet again, except in ways worse than he thought imaginable.

PAIRINGS: Akutagawa/Atsushi

WORD COUNT: 4.3k

~ Primary Soukoku ~

The Call Of Angels

Summary:

Dazai smiles to himself, softer this time; sickeningly sympathetic actually, or maybe Sigma is just reading into it a little much. No, a man like that, it couldn't be possible; him and Fyodor, neither of them have the capacity to feel a thing. The two of them, they're one in the same, both making such a mockery out of him.

And yet...

"Wait... how can you be so certain about there being an intruder?"

"Easy. The angels whispered to me."

"Angels? What are you talking about?"

"It can be nobody but one person."

[chapter 98.]

PAIRINGS: Dazai/Chuuya, Fyodor/Nikolai

WORD COUNT: 2.3k

~ Primary Tachizaki ~

Bonnie & Clyde

Summary:

After Mori makes his decision to select Tanizaki as Port Mafia's newest recruit following the Decay of Angels deal he struck with Fukuzawa, Junichiro struggles to settle into his new position as a member of the Black Lizard command. Luckily, his new companions are supportive and do their best to lessen his burdens.

PAIRINGS: Tachihara/Tanizaki, Akutagawa/Atsushi, Dazai/Chuuya, Gin/Higuchi

WORD COUNT: 20.3k

My Hero Academia

~ Dadmight ~

Just How Love Goes

Summary:

With one last weekend home before the students at U.A. are expected to move into the dormitories, Inko is called away on a spur of the moment trip by Izuku's father, Hisashi Midoriya, a man he... well, barely even knows at this point in time.

He is, however, inevitably reminded once a year that Hisashi Midoriya really /does/ exist whenever he decides to appear on his mother's phone-line like a ghost to ask - more like command - she fly out to New York City to spend some time together, an invitation never once extended to Izuku during the many years he still acknowledged he actually did have a second parent.

And unfortunately after a heated phone call with his parents, resulting in a verbal altercation that crushes Izuku's soul as if he were still that same child in middle school, in walks the hero he always prayed would save him.

Except this time, All Might is there to put his broken pieces back together in the flesh.

PAIRINGS: Toshinori & Izuku

WORD COUNT: 9.3k

dad and boy

Summary:

The minutes drew by, but neither of them counted a single second. Toshinori was more than fine with just standing here, holding this most precious being in his arms as he hummed contentedly into his hair, swaying them both in his strong, protective hold. He'll relish in every moment that Izuku will stay this young, this small, despite all of the years he’s missed up to this point in time. He can be damn sure that from here on out, he'll do everything within his power to ensure this beautiful, beautiful kid that just so happened to stumble into his life is safe, happy, and always with a warm meal on the table and a bed that's only his to come home to every single day for as long as he decides to.

Izuku and Toshinori share a tender moment in the kitchen just before taking the next step that'll cement their relationship as father and son forever.

PAIRINGS: Toshinori & Izuku

WORD COUNT: 2.2k

Izuku's Outdoor Adventure!

Summary:

On his day off, Toshinori and his young son Izuku spend the day together with a nature walk through the woods. Along the way, they make some unexpected new friends!

PAIRING(S): Toshinori & Izuku

WORD COUNT: 5k

~ Dadmic Family ~

Something Akin to Peace

Summary:

After having an anxious day, Hitoshi succumbs to a panic attack in the midst of preparing a bath for himself.

Lucky for him, he has two of the best dads he could ever hope for.

PAIRING(S): Shinsou & Aizawa & Yamada, Aizawa/Yamada

WORD COUNT: 3.3k

Sleeping Soundly

Summary:

After waking up to the loss of her favorite stuffed bunny, Eri panics and runs to the first person that came to mind: her big brother Mirio.

Thankfully, he's just as warm and comforting as any good teddy bear.

PAIRING(S): Eri & Mirio, Aizawa/Yamada

WORD COUNT: 4.8k

~ Bakudeku ~

A Circle of Love

Summary:

Izuku — a dominant omega — overworks himself into a heat that brings with it a frenzy of hormonal effects that are quite unlike his usual self. Preparing for his heat while constantly overwhelmed by his omega who exhibits an intense need for comfort, affection, and validation, the love of his packmates can only try to make the experience easier.

PAIRING(S): Bakugo x Izuku, Bakugo & Izuku & Todoroki, Dadmight

WORD COUNT: 23k

Other

~ Fire Emblem ~

Crack in the Seal

Summary:

"Milord..." Saizo takes a step closer, slowly approaching behind his master. A hesitant hand rises from his side, impulse gently placing it on the man's shoulder.

"I can't do this, Saizo."

To think five words was all it took to shake something so unbearably discomforting in Saizo's core.

PAIRING(S): Saizo/Ryoma

WORD COUNT: 2.3k

Tea & Temperments

Summary:

When Elise has her heart set on spending the afternoon with her son and husband, will the tension between Jakob and Dwyer manage to put a damper on their day togerher?

PAIRING(S): Jakob/Elise + Dwyer

WORD COUNT: 1.7k

~ Fruits Basket ~

You Make My Heart Truly Happy

Summary:

Ever since he was young, far too young to ever think such a thought, Yuki desired some place — someone — to feel like home.

After eighteen years waiting, he found that home in Kakeru's embrace.

OR: After an enraged Akito stops by the Shigure residence in the middle of the night where Yuki endures the brute of their force, Kakeru finds out.

PAIRING(S): Kakeru/Yuki

WORD COUNT: 2.7k

~ TRICKSTER: Edogawa Ranpo "Shounen Tantei-dan" yori ~

Long Overdue

Summary:

Katsuda takes Inoue out on their first date, all the while Kobayashi comes to terms with how love works.

PAIRING(S): Katsuda/Inoue, Hanasaki/Kobayashi

WORD COUNT: 5.7k

[helplessautomaton]

Soma's Overall Masterlist

(mainly yan fics but it there will be non-yan fics)

links should all be fixed now! enjoy

FIC = oneshot

VAR = various

HCS = headcannons

RAM = ramble

~

HEATHERS

~JD

(FIC) Sweet Tooth

(PROMPT) 19

BSD

-Jouno Saigiku ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

(FIC) Yan!Jouno x Avoidant reader

(FIC) I love amy AU

(VAR) Happy Halloween

(FIC) A fire that attracts

(HCS) SAD!teen! Reader + Platonic yan! Jouno

(EVENT) 1 + 6

-Tecchou Suehiro *ੈ♡⸝⸝🪐༘⋆

(HCS) Yan!Tecchou HCS

(FIC) Love and care in stalking

(EVENT) 15 + 22

(EVENT) 3 + 12

-Mushitaro Oguri ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

(HCS)Yan!Mushitaro

(EVENT) 5 + 9

-Ranpo Edogawa ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆

(VAR) Happy Halloween

(EVENT) 1+4

(EVENT) 14 + 2

-Edgar Allen Poe ༘⋆♡⸝⸝💌⊹。°˖➴

(HCS) Yan!Poe

(EVENT) 8

(EVENT) 7

(EVENT) 4

-Chuuya Nakahara ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

(EVENT) 5+10

(EVENT) 2 + 15

Others

(VAR) Happy Halloween - Margret

(RAM) fyodor with a loyal assistant (?)

(EVENT) Nikolai 1 + 6

(EVENT) Tachihara 13 + 21

(EVENT) Sigma 12 + 27