#i think about pre-hunting dogs tachihara A LOT

[tachimichishrine]

"first time"

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virgin!tachihara michizou x fem! reader

▸◃▵pt 1 // pt 2 // pt 3▵▹◂

warnings: nsfw ; car sex ; drug + alcohol use ; power sub! reader ; masturbation (f) ; intended lowercase ; cursing ; giving him black hair bc i can ; i wanna ruin this man so badly you dont understand

your body slumped against the hood of the car, his own doing the same thing next to you; backs on metal and faces pointed towards the stars. tachihara puffed out a cloud of smoke, flashing you a grin that dropped once you one-upped him by stealing his and blowing out an expertly crafted ring. you tried giggling, but your own coughs interrupted rudely.

you didn't know what time it was. you and your little gang of misfits had broken into a bank earlier today, and blew almost all your cash immediately. the life of crime never weighed on your conscious, you'd been doing this for years and the thrill of the adrenaline rush was all you cared about. it was nice, too, having friends with which you were close and could place your trust.

tachihara was new though. you could barely remember how he introduced himself or found you, but after the first time he busted open a safe without lifting a finger you knew he was sent from a higher being.

everyone else had left the empty parking lot, gone to do who knows what and leaving you here all alone with your little safecracking prodigy. the car whose hood you were sitting on wasn't yours, obviously, but the cool metal radiating through your thin clothes onto your skin was a refreshing contrast to the warm liquid you'd downed earlier. not too much tonight, you promise each other. you had all the time in the world, just you him and the night sky.

"it's fuckin' freezing," he grumbled, earning him another giggle.

"it's not that cold," you retorted, despite a hand wrapping around his shoulders to pull his back into your chest. his strands of black poked at your ticklish neck, and you had to run your fingers through them to tame the locks a little. "better?"

he didn't respond. you cautiously took a look at his face to see if he was okay, noticing that he clearly was not because his cheeks had never been this red before. you couldn't tell whether the shaking of his hands was due to the cold or your actions.

"woah, you okay?" you asked verbally, shifting slightly on the car so that you were more comfortable with his weight on you. "you that touch starved or somethin'?"

truth is, he was. but it was about a hundred times worse that he could feel your tits pressing up on him and the blunt he was smoking wasn't helping to calm his heart down. somehow he still managed a relaxed response. "nah, it's fine, I'm just fucking cold."

"mhm." you didn't sound convinced. just to tease him further, you took your icy fingertips, dragged them down to the hem of his shirt and slid them under. he let out a disgruntled protest as you felt up his warm abdomen and drew circles on the taught skin.

"hey, the fuck are you doin'?" he grumbled, but his voice was dragged out and tired.

"well I was gonna warm you up but you're a goddamn radiator," you murmured into his ear. "shit you're right, it is cold. you wanna hook up in the car?"

his eyes nearly bulged out of his head, his body tensing. "what?"

"just a quickie," you reassured him, making it clear that it didn't have to mean anything more than that, "and we can head out afterwards."

his mind was mildly foggy, but every cold breath of the wind on his face sobered him up. clearly not enough, though, since he was pretty sure you'd just straight up asked him to have sex like it was nothing. by the way you were saying it, it might as well have been for you.

"tachi, ya still with me there?" you snapped your fingers in front of his face to bring him back, assuming the chemicals he'd inhaled were acting up.

he cleared his throat, a soft cough in the process. "yeah, yeah, I just... y'know what, it's nothin'..."

it took a few subtle hints to catch onto his discomfort: his muscles were contracting under your touch to his skin, he was shifting on the car to slightly lift himself off of you, not to mention that his face was practically glowing red. you were still fluffing his hair, and yanked it downwards so you could catch a glimpse of his amber gaze.

"holy shit, are you a virgin?"

"what? of course I'm not, why would you say that?" he grumbled angrily, pushing himself off of you to sit upright on the hood of the car, but the way he said it sounded like he was incredibly embarrassed. you didn't mean to giggle at him for that once you took another drag and blew a cloud into his face playfully.

"can't say I'm not surprised," you mused, a smirk on your face that scared him a little. you moved yourself closer to him, leaning in closely as you whispered softly. "you wanna change that?"

he was young, stupid and reckless. that was his excuse for letting his body get the better of his head and letting you drag him to the side of the car and shove your tongue down his throat rather aggressively. his head leaned back, he completely let go of control just to feel your lips on him, whispering just how badly you want to ruin him. your thigh slotted between his legs as your hips rocked slowly to get him to grind up against you.

despite being so eager to have him stretch you out, you murmured into his lips. "are you sure about this?"

to show you that he was, his grip on your waist led him to pushing your bodies off of the vehicle for a few seconds while he somehow unclicked the metal locks from the inside and the door opened by itself. you didn't question how he did what he did, instead stepping out of your pants and throwing him onto the backseat. to fit inside, he had to bend his legs after you'd climbed on top of him and slammed the door shut behind you.

"I'll take it easy," you promised, although your facial expression was not reflecting the words. you always thought he was one of the more attractive guys in your group, but seeing him under you clicked something inside your mind and you were suddenly having a hard time controlling yourself when your lips went back to his and your fingertips tore off his jacket and threw them somewhere in the front seat.

there wasn't a need to constantly check in with him to make sure he's not getting second thoughts because his hips were rutting upwards and you could feel him through his tight jeans. seeing him react this way made you cocky enough to grab his wrist and bring it up to your thighs. he didn't seem to get the hint, so you pushed his digits right on your slowly soaking panties.

tachihara was messy at first. if you had any doubts that he was a virgin, they'd vanished as soon as he was raking his index along your pussy, trying to figure out where to put it in. it was hard not to chuckle at his uncertainty; he'd always talk a great deal and make it seem like he was the delinquent, like he'd been living this life since he was 5. he had a temper, didn't take orders well from people he didn't respect and has a nasty habit of always trying to get into shit with just about anyone who looks at him wrong, which is why the contrast of having him lay down under you with a hesitant thrust of his finger was so arousing.

you kept good on your word, not teasing him for his lack of experience. you made sure to moan louder when he did something right, and the positive reinforcement was doing wonders because by the time he'd gained enough confidence to push in another, you didn't have to exaggerate anymore.

"fuck... fuck that's good," you mumbled in between grunts as your lips hovered on top of him with a string of saliva and sweet taste of his breath between you. "mnn... yeah, you gotta stretch me out before you... hah... fuck me good... shit, try and rub my clit, baby."

another pleasant surprise, he caught on quickly and soon enough the bundle of nerves were being pushed and roughly handled by his thumb. you whispered something in his ear about how good he was doing and how nicely you were gonna fuck him for this. he tried some more things, his free hand exploring your upper body and trying to feel you from under your bra all the while he curled the other's tips inside you with enough force to get your pussy sucking him up and earning him some more breathy curses from your lips.

your teeth bit into the skin under his ear, steadying yourself as he pulled out halfway through and had your cunt spasming frustratedly around nothing. you weren't sure if you had enough space to suck him off in the backseat, but he didn't give you the chance to offer as he wiped damp digits against your bare thigh then tried to unbuckle his belt.

"nu uh." you stopped him, making sure to dispose of it with your own hands. "you're gonna fuck me yourself."

with mild difficulty, you managed to flip him so his body was on top of your own on the seats, knees spread out around his hips. you pulled down the zipper and any clothing restricting his erection, and you cautiously felt him up to gauge what was about to go inside of you.

"fuck you're thick," you rasped out, cold leather seats on your ass once he'd finally torn off your panties. you couldn't see anything at the moment except his face hovering over yours, red and sweaty despite barely doing anything. you smirked at his expression, and almost as if to shut you up, he lined himself up and snapped his hips.

you could barely handle him and he hadn't even sunk in fully, trying to find out how deep he could hit but unable to hold back when you had tears prickling at the corners of your eyes.

"fuck, you're so tight," he grunts, trying again to push himself inside of you but you're clenched down so hard that it takes a lot more than a simple thrust of his body to bottom out. you're crying out broken groans and angry whimpers, yet you still manage to tell him forcefully not to stop.

you'd be lying if you said that you were letting him fuck you while this tense because it was his first time and you promised to play nice; it was because of the way you were digging your nails into his shoulders and choking on your own cries of pleasure. he said that he'd never done this before, but some level of raw, deeply rooted instinct got him finding his groove and pounding you, your eyes rolling to the back of your skull.

the frame of the car was creaking, bouncing up and down on the suspension with every time his drop met your rise and he finally managed to reach deep enough in you to get your toes curling and chest heaving. your hands were on his back, his own forearms placed on both sizes of your head to support his weight as he felt the kind of high he didn't know was possible.

after you took control from under, he was having trouble holding back and suddenly his sounds were louder than your own. you noticed his lips pressing into a line with closed eyes as if he was afraid of the scandalous grunts you brought out of him. your hand went down to his hip, to his ass to hold him steady as you fucked up upwards and slowly got used to his cock inside of you. he nearly came apart when you clenched down at the same time as you dropped yourself, completely pulling him out with a squelch.

"don't fuckin' cum inside of me," you warned as you slammed back into him and he whimpered into your neck once more. having his hands on the seat wasn't enough, and he had his palm against the glass of the window trying to grab onto something while your pace got merciless and he felt his mind go numb with the sensation. "god, you're so fucking... can't believe I'm the first to fuck your pretty little cock, baby."

tachihara didn't know which word did it, but this time when you clenched, something burst on the inside and he felt himself finishing. it was sloppy, but he managed to pull out and stained your shirt which was still on. he had a hard time holding his weight above you, and just let himself collapse on your chest despite the cum he'd just squirted all over you.

"oh, don't you dare," you grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked his face up so you could look him in the eyes. you were about to spit something vile about him not getting you to finish, but instead you just sighed and let it go. besides, the stimulation was good enough that you only needed to plunge your fingers back in between your thighs to push yourself over the edge.

you didn't feel the need to bury your face anywhere as your jaw slacked and you reached your high with him laying down on top of you breathing heavily. you did, however, get him to suck your fingers to clean up.

both of you got out of the car, and your shirt was so stained you decided just to leave it in the vehicle. tachihara followed you out, hesitantly closing the door and watching you put your clothes back on while he zipped his pants back up. he noticed that you had pulled out his jacket from the front seat, but made no motion to give it back to him. instead, you put it on top of your bra and zipped it up, leaving him in only his thin white shirt.

"hey," he protested, but you put up a finger.

"your fault, you pay," you shrugged with a chuckle, then gestured for him to come closer so you could give him his belt. he was expecting you to hand it over, but instead you grabbed his hips and slid it around him while looking him straight in the eyes. "you know, you're full of surprises, tachihara. how was that?"

"was fine," he said nonchalantly, but he was betraying his words again by blushing and having his nostrils flare slightly when you asked.

"mhm," you smiled, nodding your head towards another car in the parking lot. "do you mind working your magic on this one? the sex helped but it's still goddamn cold and we better get out of here."

on cue, the locks unclicked and two doors opened. you climbed in and he followed, each thinking deeply on the drive back. you thought about how you'd just taken his virginity so easily, and he thought about how much he wanted you to do it all over again.

#i think about pre-hunting dogs tachihara A LOT #this is not the last time you will be seeing him #tachihara michizou #bsd tachihara #tachihara x reader #bungo stray dogs tachihara #tachihara smut #tachihara michizou x reader #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs #bsd #tachihara x reader smut #down bad tm #im unwell for them #tachi fics

[elizais]

okay, okay , i accept tachihara bf hcs but how should i live without tecchou bf hcs😔😔

great question! don't think too hard bcs here you go!

tecchou suehiro, who does not understand flirting or how to flirt. which is a pain when you are trying to talk to him before starting a relationship together but a blessing when other girls hit on him and he doesn't realise it.

speaking of tecchou suehiro and flirting, he talks about you a lot. which shuts down anyone trying to flirt with him. for example:

"that colour looks really good on you!" .. "thank you, it's [name]'s favourite." "are you free tomorrow?" .. "no, [name] and i are watching a movie." "you're cute." .. "not as cute as [name]."

pre bf! tecchou suehiro, doesn't understand his feelings. he doesn't understand why his heart beats up faster.. his breath hitches or anything else when you walk into the room - but jouno does. and he teases him a lot for it.

tecchou suehiro, who is a gym rat. so whatever physical activity you do (walking, running, any sports) he does as well! even if he is bad at it.

tecchou suehiro, who i think LOVES walks with you. you can make the joke that he loves walks because he is a hunting dog but you might not get a laugh out of it. but he likes holding hands with you and walking through parks.

if you're ever watching a series with some sort of military in it: tecchou suehiro either says a random 'yeah' or 'no' whenever they do something. he does it subconsciously, if you ask him what he means he won't understand what he has been doing. but really, he is saying whether or not the hunting dogs do that.

tecchou suehiro, who is the type of person to go "are they a villain or a hero?" when he walks in half way through to a film you are watching.

tecchou suehiro, who is a human radiator. he is so warm. so warm. but he doesn't ever feel too warm or too cold.

tecchou suehiro, who is big on communication. even at work, when interrogating someone he will choose communication over force (canon btw! elizai does her research!!) so expect him to talk out stuff when he doesn't understand something.

tecchou suehiro, who shows you his food combinations. just know i am writing this one with a grimace on my face. this hc is a bit of an aside but his last name (tetcho) translates to iron stomach which explains a lot, presumably why he has these weird combinations.

tecchou suehiro, who knows an odd amount of facts. this comes into play of him being a bf because when you are feeling down there is a fact to cheer you up.

tecchou suehiro, who has an 8/10 cuddle game. he is mostly muscle so like whether that is a pro or con for you is down to you!! pro for me😋.

tecchou suehiro, who doesn't really use pet names. he will call you 'love', 'darling' and 'dear' and other classic ones but he is not a 'pookie bear' type of guy.

tecchou suehiro, who will melt if YOU give him a nickname. "hiro" is a fav of his.

tecchou suehiro, who should have come higher in my bsd bf poll but whatever ig

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd tecchou #suehiro tecchou #bsd tetchou #tetchou suehiro #tecchou suehiro #tetchou suehiro x reader #tetchō suehiro

[jounosparticles]

HELLO :D I an happy to see you back eheheh I hope you liked the break you took :3

ANYWAY. I dunno if you've seen, but in japanese bookstores if you pre-order live action beast (I think? I forgot but the important thing is that it's a campaign) then you can get a letter from a random character (dazai, fyodor, fitzgerald, etc etc) and that includes jouno and tecchou! they are. very silly BUT jouno's letter got my hamster wheel spinning

now what I got from this/interpreted it was that jouno is (probably) the one that the hunting dogs fall to do PR things (if they do)

now with fukuchi: he has the most public support, being a well known war hero and generally a symbol of power and authority to people. but. I don't think he likes public speaking that much JDBFB.

it's not that he CANT do it, he has been described to command a room and even having rumors that the force of his ranting can literally knock you out. I think he is more of "god I hate this" to public speaking. he'll do it, but I don't think he likes it. also Canon evidence: the UN army of mankind conference. (also below) I wouldn't be surprised if he just opted to do super super important hearings on behalf of the hunting dogs/....anything else (again, UN conference)

anyway moving on (the fixation got to me): teruko is.... teruko. I think she is the same as fukuchi in both ways. I feel like she can command a room but also thinks it's annoying (based on jounos letter). I'm not surprised. I would say who would trust a young girl but also shecan change her age but also idk whatever teruko is fucking crazy love her

I think tachihara is self explanatory (no one outside the hunting dogs knows him really and again. jouno letter) and I think tecchou would be self explanatory too. tecchou. is tecchou. I don't think he would like or be that great at public speaking. very blunt and straightforward, I don't think he has the right charisma to really sell a message to a huge crowd. I think tecchou is more of "say an inspirational quote and lets work with it" does this make sense LMAOO also "that's jounos job" is so fucking good SNBSDB

jouno is really a good option I think. he's charismatic and I think he could pick up a crowds emotion easily and change accordingly. silly guy.

anyway. the sillies they make me crazy

OHMYGODOGMYGOD. I KNEW ABOUT THE LETTERS BUT I DIDNT KNOW JOUNO AND TECCHOU HAD ONES?? i will go insane i will . what i would do for their letters.

ehem. anyway.

jouno being the pr guy is a good concept to me. he is very smiley when he talks and tends to stay composed, which is a good face to put on to represent the hunting dogs. i feel he could hold a crowd very easily. i’d listen to him

also the letter is so funny? ending it with saying he wants to kill tecchou is so in character. they can’t do a single page without flirting somehow yes i will say it that was him flirting killing is code for kissing trust me i am asagiri cough i mean. they’re so silly.

i like that interpretation with fukuchi. when we seen him at the press conference they acted as if he was some legend which definitely implies he doesn’t show up to these things often. he probably doesn’t like having all the fans ahahah.

teruko is definitely believable here too. she probably doesn’t work to impress people she does it to pursue what’s right. she’s also extremely justice oriented, the external stuff maybe just isn’t her thing. she’s also been dealing with a lot i don’t blame her for not wanting to hahaha. she’s also been around for a long time (probably) so maybe she’s fed up and done with pr stuff. she also maybe is taken less seriously which makes her doing that part of the job more difficult? like when she was introduced and the police’s faces dropped when they realized she was just a little girl. it could make maintaining a crowd difficult maybe.

tachihara makes sense. since he could write from the pov of a mafioso or a hunting dog. that would make an interesting letter actually! but maybe they didn’t wanna blow his cover or something idk. i doubt he could do pr in universe because of him being the only unidentified hunting dog.

tecchou passing the letter to jouno but still ending up needing to write his own is so funny to me like. okay good try. (also i haven’t seen his PLEASE can you send it to me i will have things to say i promise). anyways ive always seen tecchou being a little on the socially inept side of things which would make pr hard. (saying this as someone who’s similar to tecchou in outward personality ahaha). he likely doesn’t people please and is very direct with what he wants to say whereas in contrast i feel jouno is better at talking with people and being convincing which makes him ideal for pr stuff. the fact that he just immediately shut down the chance to do the letter in favour of training is so funny. he is everything to me.

anyway. i like to imagine jouno begrudgingly sitting at his desk thinking up a letter to write and the most he can do is complain about how nobody else wanted to do it for half the page. he doesn’t like the pr work but it’s what needs to be done. he can commend the agency for what they’ve done but he Cannot say anything nice about his coworkers. jouno is unintentionally so funny i love him so much. i want to put him under a microscope. i need a wan chapter of him going around asking the other hunting dogs about it.

i wonder if the letters are from characters in the beast timeline? like yeah the hunting dogs fyodor fitz etc weren’t present in beast but they still existed?

#sorry if this is written badly i am #<- sleep deprived #but now i’m going to think about jouno’s letter until i fall sleep #thank you jazzy square the rot is consuming me tonight ! #asks #bsd hunting dogs #the hunting dogs #bsd jouno #saigiku jouno

[no-brain-just-akutagawa]

Sort of strange how Dazai doesn't seem to really know anything about the hunting dogs even though staying off their radar must have been a moderately important priority for the mafia? We don't really know much about teruko and tecchous backstory and maybe the government was able to help them keep their privacy but jouno at least was an important figure in organized crime with a physical disability I'm sure that would be sort of recognizable profile to anyone else who had a stake in organized crime or maybe I'm remembering things wrong?

I've been thinking about this for a while and I don't really have one conclusion. I'm pretty sure Dazai knew about their existence prior to being arrested, because of his conversation with Jouno, but then again Dazai says whatever he deems fit for any conversation, so I could be wrong on that. As always when it comes to the PM lore, the fact that they have the permit is an important detail, because it makes the organization somewhat legal. They obtained it by Mori making a deal with the gorevnment, so the government knows what the PM does, but doesn't care as long as there's peace in Yokohama.

I've seen a lot of thoughts as to why the Hunting Dogs didn't intervene even once before this arc and I think it boils down to 2 reasons:

There wasn't enough time for them to arrive. This time they knew something was going to happen and there was a televised message so they had time to prepare. With Q's ability affecting the city, it happened quickly and no one could expect it.

DOA went for high ranked people in the government therefore the government sent their best people to protect themselves and that creepy politician that wants revenge just took the chance to settle his private matters.

And there's also the fact that politics in bsd are kinda wild and I have a theory that a lot of Fukuchi's acomplishments are portrayed as good deeds because due to being a political propaganda or a part of his plan to lie about them. But I do wonder why the Hunting Dogs didn't intervene before Mori took over the Mafia. Was is because politicians weren't the ones being targeted? Or maybe the unit didn't exist back then? We know Tachihara was scouted when he was a teenager (or at least an older kid) and he's currently 19, so maybe it was still in development? Because the pre-Mori era dates back to 8 years ago at its last stage, so it's possible that the current members (okay partially ex-members) were the 1st generation of Hunting Dogs and they were still a work in progress. And it may be why Dazai doesn't know the details about them, because he was still a kid when the group was being formed and didn't have any personal relationship with them.

But yeah, I don't know if that answers the question at all. I like thinking about the worldbuilding in bsd but I also wish we had more lore that I could based my thoughts on, not just speculations. But I think Asagiri has it all (or at the very least more or less) planned, so we just have to wait and see.

#but even if it's just a plot hole I don't mind it #Dazai not knowing something would honestly be refreshing #what's more suprising is that Fukuzawa didn't talk with his workers about this unit #he seems to know something the rest doesn't and I wonder why would he hide it from them #I didn't proofread that so I hope I didn't make terrible mistakes jfhgcgsj #asks

[sigmadolos]

Okay real talk though in regards to Sigma because I was chatting with Percy about it the other day. I’ve ranted about this before on how people forget how willing Sigma was and is to do bad things and he’s not a helpless baby the fandom tries to make him be. (And these last chapters of him just being dragged around aren’t helping). But the fact is that Sigma is NOT malicious - and that makes the willingness for harm that much more terrifying.

He really is the motto of It’s not personal, just business.

Willing to stab & kill which he did, willing to detonated and destroy sections of his own casino to take out a hunting dog which DEFINITELY had lots of casualities or serious injuries from it, the shere firepower of the weapons Sigma had on board? creating the ability-canceling guns so he can take out abilitiy users? SENDING PATRONS TO HUNT DOWN THE HUNTING DOGS?

Sigma ISN’T malicious nor does he view himself as having a ‘higher purpose’. He apologizes before blowing the hell out of the room with Tachihara in it. He does what is necessary for HIS purpose. Gaining a home, protecting the casino, following the plan. He doesn’t HATE the people he’s killed (.....Although Teruko he probably would’ve if she actually died and he does have that salt still but that’s an exception.)  He doesn’t hate them, and he doesn’t enjoy killing - but he is ABSOLUTELY WILLING TO DO IT.

It plays into that dual situation Sigma has been in of I have nothing to lose (pre-casino and then post-skyfall arc) and the I have one thing to lose and i will raise all of hell to protect it (skyfall arc). It’s one think when you have a character who enjoys killing - you know they will, or if they have a ‘bigger’ purpose for it, it’s those extremism that people are used to. It’s another when you have a character who ISN’T outright malicious and DOESN’T enjoy it, but is WILLING to do things many other far worse people aren’t willing to do. There’s a certain level of terrifying to that - but there’s also a FAR GREATER DANGER LEVEL to that.

#ooc || an absolute mythology nerd #i am just rambling #if this makes sense i have no idea #maybe i'll make a better post later #+ talk about how sigma's 'manager' persona isn't FAKE but its not ALL of him

[dazai-ism]

bsd college au headcanons

i have so many thoughts on this that it's unbelievable. also, i'm an american, so i'm going to base this on u.s. colleges and universities (i'm so sorry). anyways, here we go

firstly, on dazai and fyodor:

for me, in all bsd modern aus, dazai and fyodor are rivals and begrudging acquaintances-maybe-friends. dazai is a psychology major, and fyodor is a criminology major. they share so many fucking classes together that they can't help but acknowledge each other's existence

that being said: they constantly battle for the valedictorian spot of their class (year). i would like to think that in the first semester of their freshman year, dazai won, but in the second semester, fyodor did. that earned him a whole quarter's worth of rebuking insults and pettiness

and they're both arrogant as hell, so they can't not brag about their scores

i imagine that if they were ever in the same literature class, one of them would purposely be the 'devil's advocate' in every single seminar just to annoy the other

on that note, can you imagine them debating the moral rationality of crime and punishment??? if you've read the book, you would understand. it would start world war fucking iii

they do work well together on group assignments and stuff, though. they prefer partnering up with each other because, in their words, "everyone else is too damn stupid"

next, dazai and kunikida:

kunikida and dazai are roommates. they met in college, not high school (probably came from opposite sides of the fucking country)

i imagine that their first interaction went like this:

dazai: oh!!! my roommate!!! welcome!!!! do you think this curtain bar is tall enough for me to hang myself on???? kunikida: what the fuck?? no????? dazai: oh, that's terribly unfortunate. also, did you request our dorm to be on the first floor? kunikida: yes, of course??? why would you want to unnecessarily climb extra flights of stairs? dazai: oh, no reason. i just wanted to try jumping out of the window, but i guess that's a foregone conclusion now [sighs wistfully] kunikida: what the actual fuck

(more under the cut!!!)

yeah. anyways

kunikida is ever-annoyed by dazai, but he also is a little bit concerned, not that he'd ever admit it

he's also a political science major on the pre-law track, so he's slightly stuck-up. at first, dazai can't believe he has this righteous, lofty dude as his roommate, but he gets used to it. i also think he would play tricks on kunikida like he does in canon—his notebook mysteriously disappears and then reappears twice a month without fail, like clockwork

kunikida is the suffering listener to most of dazai's daily ramblings (most of which are answers to 'philosophical' questions), his most recent one being: is "X food" a soup or a salad??

moving on. stem vs. humanities

there is a long-running war between the stem and humanities departments in the university, and people hold a lot of grudges. for example

tanizaki (a chemistry major) dumped a whole bottle of 1879 wine inside chuuya's (a literature major specializing in poetry) backpack once. dazai cackled at it (despite also being a humanities major), but he still took chuuya's side

kouyou (a gender studies major) started dating yosano (a biology major on the pre-med track) in their sophomore year, and it caused a huge ruckus. kouyou still has stains on her favorite dress

mori (a biology professor) is definitely not above joining in on the scheme. i imagine that he occasionally helps his students plan some quite elaborate pranks on fukuzawa (a comparative lit. professor) and his classes

atsushi is an anthropology major, while akutagawa studies astrophysics. with their peers involved, they've reluctantly participated in a few (read: a whole fucking lot) of prank wars, one of which involved a pack of gummy worms and the communal showers. dazai eggs them on every chance he gets

on the hunting dogs:

jouno is an electrical engineering major who absolutely delights in bothering his rather apathetic roommate, tecchou (a government major)

fukuchi is definitely the applied mathematics professor that everybody hates (fuck canon fukuchi)

teruko is a film and visual studies major, but she wants to minor in contemporary art. honestly, though, teruko is more of a wild card in my hcs because i like to think that she wants to dabble a little bit in everything but simply doesn't have enough spare time to invest

tachihara is a classics major. i love the idea of tachihara being a total nerd about greco-roman history. he probably sculpts as a hobby or something. i don't know

i have way too many ideas about this. i might update this more in the future >:D reply with your own hcs if you have any!!! i'd love to hear them

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #au #alternate universe #college au #headcanons #bsd headcanons

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Pairings: Pre-ChuuRanPoe (Ranpo caught feelings), Pre-Kousano (Yosano likes Kouyou)

Word Count: 1,176 Words

Summary: Kunikida teaches Fyodor how to spell.

Warnings: Amnesia Mention, Kidnapping Mention (mention only), Drug Mention (mention only), Mostly Fluff With Mentions Of Not So Pleasant Things, let me know if I should tag anything else.

How Poe Stumped Ranpo: Chapter 18

Kunikida had made progress that morning alone for Fyodor understanding the alphabet again. Fyodor hadn't cried once this time, actually. And he was quite happy working on the letter cards Kunikida was showing him.

"And which letter is this?" Kunikida asked.

"F!"

"And this one?"

"Y!"

"And this?"

"O!"

"And what's this letter?"

"D!"

"And this?"

"O!"

"And last letter."

"R!"

"Can you put those letters together?" 

"Fee-Fyodor!" 

"Yes, that's your name." Yosano couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips, to see Kunikida like this, soft and proud. It was a rare sight to see him so emotionally open, so she was glad she could witness it.

"You guys have quite the fans, you know." Came Kenji as he walked in. "I stopped by the Guild this morning to check on them, make sure they're alright and all. I was loaded up with food to bring back for your patients' lunch." Kenji asked.

"Here, help me hand it out, then." Yosano told him, getting up to help Kenji hand out plates to her patients.

"I should go home, they're just worried about me." Poe announced.

"Sure, they're worried about you, but a lot of them were affected by others being taken too. Lucy started crying when she heard of Akutagawa, Fitzgerald freaked out when he found out a teenager was kidnapped, Lovecraft got worried when he heard three people were taken at once. They're worried about everyone here." Kunikida explained.

"It's because we all think we should have done better." Yosano admitted.

"Yosano..." Kunikida began.

"No, it's the truth. Lucy told me the last time Ranpo went to question Carroll, the rest of the Guild feels they failed you. They're scared you don't trust them anymore. Which they understand if you don't, obviously. But they're worried that, if they don't help you as much as they can now, you'll never trust them again. They, of all of us, think this investigation took too long. The ones who were with you that night feel responsible for your disappearance due to their lack of awareness in the situation. They're trying to apologize with gifts." She explained.

"But I do trust them. I trusted they'd come find me, I still trust them." Poe was quiet.

"Fear is a natural instinct. They're too afraid to visit, so they're sending gifts so that you know they haven't forgotten about you." Poe was probably crying, not that Yosano could see it behind those fluffy bangs of his that covered half his face.

"Can I have someone ask them to visit me?" Poe's voice was soft, lined with tears, which made Akutagawa abandon his bed to lay against Poe and hug him.

"Of course." Yosano wasn't shocked to find Poe had fallen asleep after lunch, she supposed he'd tired himself out crying into Karl's fur and Akutagawa's shoulder.

"Hey, I was cleared to talk with Tachihara, Jouno, and Tecchou." Came a soft voice from the door as it quietly creaked open, obviously trying to be quiet.

"The one that tried to get them free?" Tachihara was frozen still, as he had been since he heard the voice of the person at the door.

"Who cleared you to speak to my patients? It certainly wasn't me." Yosano's voice was tensed.

"That would be one Sakaguchi Ango from the Special Division for Unusual Powers, a branch of the government. He had my charges overturned in exchange for all the information I could give him about the Hunting Dogs, the Decay of the Angels, the drug, and anything else planned. He said he'd send you an e-mail with the information I gave him about the drug." The girl spouted.

"Teruko?" Tecchou asked, his voice was shaky. It was the first time he'd spoken without being spoken to since coming to be her patient. Yosano had been convinced he'd never speak again.

"Yes, I'm here." Teruko answered.

"Teruko, I'm scared." Tachihara whispered.

"I know. I know." Teruko's voice softened for them so willingly.

"What am I supposed do?" Teruko went right for Tachihara and Jouno's conjoined beds, where her three patients were, Yosano wanted to stop her but she sat on their bed.

"Me and Michizou can't see anymore." Tecchou reminded them, very much hiding in Jouno's bed, tucked up into Jouno's arms.

"We'll be blind buddies and I'll teach you both everything." Jouno told them.

"There's nothing you're supposed to do, it's me. I failed you all, I was told Anderson had three new test subjects but Fukuchi didn't tell me who they were. It's my job to help you all with whatever's next, no matter what." Teruko reminded them.

"I should have been there sooner. I almost couldn't face you. You all got hurt, we're supposed to protect each other, remember? You're like my brothers." She continued.

Yosano sighed quietly, letting Teruko have her visit with her teammates, at least she finally had Tecchou and Tachihara responding. Especially when Tachihara smiled at Jouno and Tecchou interlocking all three of their pinkies to promise they'd always be 'blind buddies'.

She certainly didn't stop her staying when Tachihara fell asleep holding her close and Teruko was forced to stay and take a nap with him, stuck with Tachihara against her with Tecchou and Jouno cuddled up behind her looking rather comfortable to be snuggled up to their teammates.

Yosano wasn't shocked when she found Teruko spending the night in the same position, stuck by Tachihara, Jouno, and Tecchou, who refused to allow her to leave. She smiled at the quartet, even laughing a bit when Teruko ended up being used as a pillow by her friends. She was happy Tachihara and Tecchou had someone that could help them with their new lack of eyesight.

Yosano called Steinbeck, Lovecraft, and Twain over after her patients were asleep and bribed them to come over and watch her patients so she could go home and sleep. She was also sure Poe would be happy seeing them when he woke up the next morning, she wanted him to feel less anxious about when he'd see his friends again.

"Alright, that's Teruko, she's Tachihara, Jouno, and Tecchou teammate. She's fine. Sigma gets nightmares, try to calm him before you wake him up or he'll wake up everyone else. If Fyodor wakes up before I get here tomorrow morning, give him a coloring book from my desk and some crayons."

"Nikolai can sleep through a war, he's fine. Tanizaki's been speaking mainly French but don't be frightened when he speaks to you, he doesn't wake up until about lunchtime, though. Akutagawa's been very jumpy, be very calm around him, no loud noises or sudden movements."

"Jouno wakes up only if you move him, so just don't shift their beds and they'll be fine. Tecchou is hard to wake up unless someone around him moves, so you'll probably be fine with him too. Poe has been very shaky and anxious, so, be gentle and calm and he'll be okay if he wakes up." She explained to them before leaving for the night.

Taglist: @ pink-sweater-stan @everythingisstardust @starlightnyx @lgbtqforeverything @joylessnightsky 

#bungou stray dogs #doppo kunikida #fyodor dostoevsky #yosano akiko #kenji miyazawa #edgar allan poe #ookura teruko #tachihara michizou #tecchou suehiro #jouno saigiku #john steinbeck #howard phillip lovecraft #mark twain #snoweywrites #how poe stumped ranpo au #tw amnesia mention #tw kidnapping mention #tw drug mention

[tachimichishrine]

First of all I must say that... THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR THE VALUABLE CONTENT OF TACHIHARA, I NEED MORE OF THIS BEAUTY, I LOVE EACH OF YOUR WRITINGS AND... It's still going around in my head how the virgin Tachihara would react receiving his first oral, I need to see this guy cry 👏.

<oh my godddd yall need to stop making me meltdown with these compliments so i can elaborate on virgin tachi getting his brains fucked out so good he forgets his own name>

"first time"

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virgin!tachihara michizou x fem! reader

▸◃▵pt 1 // pt 2 // pt 3▵▹◂

warnings: nsfw ; drug + alcohol use implied ; slight voyeurism/ public sex ; degradation ; masturbation (m) ; oral (giving) ; intended lowercase ; cursing ; pt 2 of ruining pre-hunting dogs tachi im making this a goddamn series and it's gonna have more episodes than one piece

the engine purred quietly when your grip on the wheel was loose and your toes dipped on the pedal. your windows were rolled down and the breeze was blowing through his ebony hair.

the scent of the damp night horizon mixed in quite nicely with the sensation of your fingers dancing up and down tachihara's leg. you were leaning back in the seat, a gentle laughter as you snuck glances at his expression.

"the night's still young," you murmured teasingly, thumb rubbing up on his inner thigh. "you sure you don't-"

"shut up." his voice was shaking a lot more than he cared to let on, the quiet sigh almost lost in the wind.

it was too easy. you could see the silhouette of the bulge in his pants from after you'd pulled him into an empty car and ruined him, and his face was doing a terrible job at concealing it. your eyes were trained on the street but every sense was honed in on his subtle squirming and the hitching of his breath.

"woah, someone's uptight. need some help letting loose?"

not a chance was given because your fingertips were getting way too close and he couldn't back his hips into the seat to shy away from your touch anymore. you swerved on the empty roads, running lights and accelerating brashly, partly because you wanted to instill in him the high pressure, blood-pumping adrenaline that your hazy mind was experiencing.

he let out a muffled whimper once you pushed down with the palm of your hand and rubbed along the length. you were high on the aftertaste of the blunt you'd been smoking and drunk on the control of having him come apart so easily when you increased the pressure and stole a husky groan from his chest. he was practically twitching in your grasp when you curled around him and handled him just a little harder.

"want me to pull over and take care of ya?" you asked, the words kind and considerate but the way you were almost jerking him off like you wanted him to break were anything but.

his ego wouldn't let him. "nah, I-I'm... mnnn I'm good."

you shrugged your shoulders with a coy smile. "if you say so."

the ride back was worse than he could've ever imagined. he figured you'd act like last time, when you wasted no time in sliding under layers of clothing and got straight to the point. maybe you were taking it easy before, and the fact that he was hard all over again just thinking about it was signal enough that you had the green light to do with him as you pleased yet you did nothing drastic.

he didn't know what to do with his hands. any action to shed a few garments resulted in you pulling off of him completely with a teasing 'tsk' like you weren't pleased he was trying to do something himself. it took begging - something he'd never thought he'd do - in the most lustful, pathetically needy pleads just to get you to go back to teasing him. the closest thing he got to relief was when you slid your hand up his shirt then down his pants to keep playing with him without ever making skin-to-skin contact.

tachihara let out a frustrated groan. "please, stop fuckin' with me, and just-"

"fuck you?" you completed the thought, giggling at yourself while he kept shifting himself on the seat to get you to be as close as possible. "you wait this long and suddenly you're so impatient, tachi. what ever happened to good things come to those who wait?"

his mind wanted to tell you to shut the hell up with your perky responses but it was busy being corroded by pulsating senses shooting up his body. he couldn't handle it anymore; you oscillated between a slower and a faster pace in order to give him the one he didn't want. if it wasn't for his need for you to do it for him, he would've pounded himself just for a temporary escape from the embarrassing situation of moaning in the stolen car in front of you. he tried to cover it up with more curses but every attempt was getting further and further away from fooling everyone.

it was a wonder how you hadn't gotten him to cum in his pants from the stimulation alone by the time you'd arrived back at the apartment. who knows whose it was, all you cared about was that your gang of misfits crashed there every night and right now the windows were flashing bright colours and you could basically hear the music from down where you were.

"so that's what those dickheads have been doin'," you remark as if nothing had been happening, climbing out of the vehicle you'd parked and taking a look upwards. "that's too bad, I'm sure you would've preferred privacy."

"I would've preferred...?"

his half-formulated question received a half-formulated answer when you pulled him by the wrist onto the side of the building, an alleyway that was dirty and grimy and dark and perfect for what you were about to do.

"mmnf~" he had a hard time resisting, let alone taking charge when you had his slammed against yet another hard surface with your hands all over him and your lips grinding up on him almost as roughly as your hips. if he wasn't already stimulated, bringing up your thigh to the side of his hip in order to hump yourself on him was the final straw.

"shit, don't make me ask again," tachihara tried to say forcefully but one roll of your clothed cunt got him nearly apologizing and begging you to be nice. there was no way you were going to let him brat tonight.

"better," you considered, your hand going back down to where it had previously ventured, but this time sliding under both pants and underwear in one fell swoop. there wasn't enough space, his pants taking the brunt of the aggression when you yanked your wrist back and the button popped off. he barely had time to register that you'd done away with his belt again when you were jerking him off so expertly he felt his body go weak and whole world blur.

maybe he was inexperienced, but maybe you were just too good: your command for him to spit in your hand brought another layer of red over his features, but goddamn was it worth it when you were lubing him up with his own saliva while pulling and pushing with talented fingers. you toyed with the end, which you could guess would be flushed a pretty pink if his cock wasn't veiled by the night. you drew circles around the pre-cum that was already pearling out the tip then smeared it all over the sensitive flesh. you paused the stroking for a moment to center it in your palm and rotate it softly and slowly, and for a second through his clenched eyelids he could've sworn he was being handled by a deity.

you didn't bother kissing him anymore, as the distance allowed you to look at him with his features illuminated by glowing neon and low yellow. your free hand pinched his face, his chin resting in the junction between index and thumb while you squeezed tightly and brought him at an angle to look at you.

"open 'em," you commanded, and he did after a bit of hesitation, or was it shame? the answer wasn't clear until you noticed water pooling over his lashes and struggling whimpers. "aww, am I takin' it too hard on ya?"

a rhetorical question; you slammed your hand back into his hips and his cock was having a difficult time not unraveling with every hard, borderline violent thrust. you checked in every once in a while, 'too much?', 'does this still feel good?', 'you want more, baby?' but every sultry sentence was just a ruse. the only confirmation you needed was the spasming of his muscles as he came all over your hand.

he was so glad the high had passed and the buildup was over, even though every second felt so fucking good it was also humiliating to hear the echo of his own moan in an alleyway right outside your apartment complex in the dead of the night.

except that you didn't stop.

you knew just how sensitive he would be after his orgasm washed over him, yet you were mercilessly watching the tears stream down his perfect little face while you fucked him roughly in the aftermath. it was only through whining and begging to slow down that you kissed him again to get him to shut up. his lips tasted so good, salty from the tears and you opened your mouth against his gasps to let your tongue dance along the back of his teeth and roll over on the roof of his mouth.

too much, it was too much: your hand pounding him harshly with fingertips groping at his balls to balance the pain with pleasure, your teeth wrapped around his bottom lip while sucking it into you, not to mention your free hand grabbing at and massaging his ass. he didn't know what to feel except aroused as the blood rushed back down into his cock and he was about to do it all over again.

"hard again so soon?" you quipped. he didn't have the ability to respond since your hand had resized its grip again and he was losing his mind for a third time tonight. "you really are a fuckin' whore. fucked you in my cunt, fucked you on my hand... all that's left now..."

and you dropped to your knees.

he couldn't even look at you, his throat dry and rasping while he recovered from the sudden lack of touch for the instant where you positioned yourself with your face on his hips and somehow managed to tease him worse than before.

tachihara preferred it like this. at least this way you didn't have a direct view of his tears and sobs while you fluctuated once more from dreadful overstimulation to languid motions. it was still cold out, but his body felt so warm from everything pumping in his veins, particularly his cock once you'd had your fun edging him with your tongue and slowly shifted towards sucking him off.

"nng... fuck, fuck, fuck," he panted, voice breaking with every word. "d-don't... don't fuckin' st-ahhh~"

you had no intention of stopping until his knees were weak and he couldn't manage a single word. your tongue rolled over every part of him that got his body twitching and the strong muscle sucked down so hard he thought you'd just slurp his cum straight out of him like a goddamn sippy cup. his hands gripped onto the back of your skull to hold you, but he couldn't figure out whether he was trying to pull you off or push you on.

it didn't take long for him to snap once more and shoot hot liquid down your throat and face. he couldn't see you spitting it all out on the dirty pavement because the pleasure was just too much and he was trembling from all the sensations, porcelain cheeks adorned with streaks of his lust broken apart by your own. you dusted off the dirt from your knees and shot him a devilish smirk before kissing him, making him taste himself.

"shhh, it's ok," you murmured into his lips, hand caressing his face softly while you rubbed the tears with your thumb. "you did so good for me, baby. I wanted you to have a real taste of what I can do, so why don't we head in and you don't worry your pretty little head about this, yeah?"

his panting was loud, but he managed to cool down enough to sound coherent. "mmmn, yeah... yeah, let's do... that..."

"don't tell me you want more, you little slut." it was reflexive, at this point, to react this way when he was acting cute and oh so corruptible. your hand was loosely wrapped around his neck with the other trailed down his abdomen, all the while your entire body was trapping him against the brick wall again.

"'cause there are a whole lot of other ways I can fuck you, baby."

#ANON ANYTHING W TACHIHARA IN IT IS SUBLIME I WILL PROVIDE YOU WITH ALL THAT I CAN TIS MY DUTY🫡 #the best people love tachi and the best of the best want to see him covered in tears i don't make the rules we're just superior #tachihara michizou #bsd tachihara #tachihara x reader #bungo stray dogs tachihara #tachihara smut #tachihara michizou x reader #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs #bsd #tachihara x reader smut #down bad tm #tachi fics #im unwell for them