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iloveyanderes · 1 year

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What I think of every bsd character (some of them I don't know so I'll be making wild guesses about them) also I got all these names off a wiki and sometimes there not exactly spelt right.

Fukuzawa: nice cat loving man who I respect

Yasano: best doctor in the world, would not recommend though

Atsushi: my cute little tiger boy🥺💕

Tanizaki:I kinda like to pretend he doesn't have a sister

Kunikida: dazais number one target

Kenji: adorable, would protect with my life

Kyouka: don't dislike I just don't really feel her

Dazai: suicidal maniac, best singer ever

Ranpo: I love him, smart but dumb, I would give him all of my food.

Katai: I have no idea who he is but he looks like he never leaves his bed

Naomi: I like to pretend she doesn't have a brother

Kirako: she looks nice

Mori: I fucking hate him, no pedophiles allowed near anyone

Elise: girlboss, someone get her the fuck away from Mori.

Ace: looks flashy

Chuuya: love him, small boy with nice hair and the best hat in existence

Rando: looks very random

Koyo: idk man, she looks powerful

Paul: where chuuya got his style

Akutagawa: in need of dazai approval

Higuchi: was annoying at first but she grew on me

Albatross: looks like he's constantly in a disco party

Doc: bad haircut supreme

Iceman: looks like a fireman

Lippmann: invests in great lips

Piano man: is great at playing the piano and knows it

Ryuro: this guy will die of lung cancer

Gin: is okay

Tachihara: I know who you really are

Karma: I know nothing about him except that Fyodor got to him

Yumeno: I'll stay on their good side

Kajii: I know he likes bombs and lemons

Oda: love him, fellow ginger, love his ability, without him this story would have never really began or at least Atsushi wouldn't be the Mc.

Ango: uhhhhhhhhh, cool I guess don't really like him

Scott Fitzgerald: the entire guild is probably his sugar baby

Poe: love Karl, fellow introvert, probably gets billions of dollars from writing x reader fanfics, I'd pay him any amount

Lovecraft: the only author I actually knew about before reading this book

John steinback: kinda looks like he could be kenjis distant cousin

Lucy: like her just not really attracted to her character

Margaret: I know nothing about this character but I despite the way her name is written, I prefer margrett it sounds more like it

Mark Twain: twains out of bad situations

Nathaniel: is more likeable because his name is closest to my fav boy name Nathan.

Fyodor: somehow I have a completely neutral opinion of him, I don't like or dislike him.

Nikolai: this may be bias but I absolutely adore white haired characters that have braids, there my type of people and I automatically like them, bonus points if there unhinged

Sigma: bro is the official Y/N I feel bad for him, the absolute shit he went through, also he has the best and most realistic facial expressions in all of bsd

Bram: I like him, I seriously hope him and that small red head gets a brother/sister relationship.

Oguri: studio bones got to him

Agatha: her name is like one step away from being majestic

Fukichi: bro is the reason why Kenji and Atsushi got hurt alot, not to mention he's planning world wide terrorism, and it was all because he got rejected by his childhood crush(this is totally what happened)

Teruko:my fav bsd character, love her absolute girlboss, pls I beg of you let me be your bestie, I will sell my soul

Jouno: pretty good, I love that he put others above his own self pleasures, also kinda terrifying in some manga panels and In others hes so cute

Tecchou: cute little boy, love him, also I ship him with jouno, it's mandatory if you enter this fandom, will probably end up being bestie with kenji

Aya: biggest girlboss in this entire series, hate her dad, she is best girl, if you dis her I will track you down and find you.

This is all the characters I got a the enger for, hope you enjoyed

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sickficideas · 5 months

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🍫 and 🍎 for tachihara?

Sick or Treat!

thank you anon omg i love tachihara <3<3<3 i hope you like these !!

🍫 (Overindulgence) - Tachihara/Gin (Warnings: emetophilia, suggestive) 🍎 (Food poisoning) - Tachihara + [s4 spoiler] (Warnings: emeto/vomiting, mentions of poisoning, spoilers for s4 of bsd)

🍫 (Overindulgence) - Tachihara/Gin

Michizo lays a hand over his bloated tummy, almost certain this isn't going to stay down. He ate far too much and far too quickly, but admitting any of that would mean a very stern ‘I told you so’ lecture from Higuchi.

It's just him, Higuchi, and Gin. Akutagawa is off somewhere doing work with the Detective Agency at the former executive's request, and Hirotsu is working with the boss on something top secret. Higuchi always seems a little lost when she's not working directly with Akutagawa. She invited the two of them to dinner, on her wallet, and of course, they couldn't refuse even if they wanted to.

But now, he's gotten himself into trouble.

“I'll be right back,” Michizo stammers nervously, waving his phone to the two of them, “important phone call.”

Neither of them question it but he sees a glint of suspicion in Gin’s eyes. She’s far too observant for her own good, he thinks, but he’s in too much of a hurry to try to ward any of it off. As long as Higuchi doesn’t notice, he’s free to go.

He slips away into the front hall of the restaurant where the restroom is, where he lets up a nauseous burp into a closed fist as soon as he’s alone. He’s lucky enough to be the only person in the restroom when he slips inside, so he locks himself into one of the three available stalls and slides down the wall to sit on the ground, arms wrapped around his middle to nurse his aching tummy.

His meal is sitting so heavy in his stomach that he's certain if he bends over, it'll fall right out of his mouth. He leans over the toiler for a second to test his theory, but all he can manage is a pained moan. He lays back against the wall, sneaking a hand under his shirt. His hand feels cold against his too-warm swollen tummy. He tries to rub and press on it, but all that ends up doing is making him burp. He brings a fist up to his mouth to force a few more, hoping maybe that will bring him closer to throwing up.

“Hrrpp - ugh…” he moans, throwing his head back, realizing all this is doing is making him more nauseous. He really doesn’t want to shove his hand down his throat. He’s tried before, he always chickens out.

“Tachihara?”

Gin's voice never fails to scare the crap out of him, even now that he's been hearing it for months. He doesn’t know how he missed hearing her footsteps, or the door opening, but he sees her heels under the stall door.

“Are you okay?” she asks after he had been silent for a bit too long.

“I need to puke. I ate too much,” he groans, deciding that there’s no point in lying to her. “I'd rather get it over with now than deal with it all night…I'm fine, I just…need a minute.”

“Do you want help?”

She offers that so casually. She's offering to shove her fingers down his throat, he's pretty sure, and she’s saying it like she’s just offering to get him a glass of water. The way that thought makes him feel is a whole other story.

“You can say no,” Gin says a little quieter, almost like she's embarrassed about offering, but Michizo is truly in no position to refuse her. He’s already run out of options.

“No, I mean - I, uh. Anything to make it go faster, honestly,” Michizo stammers as nonchalantly as he can, but Gin doesn't seem to notice that he's a little nervous, at least, not as far as he can tell.

She manages to open the stall door from the other side with zero struggle, a skill of hers that has always scared him, but he’s grateful now - he really didn’t want to get up to let her in. She closes the door behind her, and Michizo feels his heart start to hammer in his chest as soon as she turns around. He always has a hard time deciding what she’s thinking when she’s wearing that mask.

She kneels in front of him and he presses himself up flush against the wall. He’s thinking about how hilarious Jouno would think this situation is. He joked about it from the beginning - Michizo having a crush on some high-ranking Port Mafia member, and here he is, letting her make him throw up, and for some reason, he thinks it’s hot.

“Are you ready?” she asks gently, tilting her head. He nods without thinking, and he parts his lips as soon as she lifts up her hand. He huffs out a shaky breath as her fingers brush over his lips.

Gin's cold, slender fingers snake to the back of his throat and Michizo's pissed he has an over-active gag reflex. He finds himself trying to force his stomach to settle for just a few seconds longer. His mouth floods with saliva that surely coats Gin’s hand. He moans against it, not entirely sure why nothing has come up yet, but she shoves her hand back a little further, and he feels it rush up his throat.

Gin manages to take her hand back just before thick, undigested vomit floods over his tongue, nearly splattering over his thighs. He closes his mouth just in time to avoid a disaster, but Gin lays a hand on his back to direct him to the toilet, where he opens his mouth and lets the torrent of vomit splatter into the water.

“That’s good,” she tells him gently. He feels her hand sneak under the front of his shirt to press against his tummy, sending shivers down his spine before he burps up another wave of hot chunks into the toilet water. “Be careful how much you eat next time.”

Michizo’s not sure he wants to follow that advice, if this is how it ends for him.

🍎 (Food poisoning) - Tachihara + Hunting Dogs

“Fuck,” Michizo moans, panting into the trash bin that Tecchou is holding up for him. There’s already quite a bit of vomit in there, and even though his eyes dart down to look only for a second, it’s long enough to make his stomach lurch, and force more of his stomach contents to shoot up to his mouth and hit the rest of it with a sickening splatter.

“It might not be a bad idea to have the nurses check you out,” Tecchou suggests, evidently surprised that Michizo still has something in his stomach to bring up. Michizo is surprised too. He’s lost count of how many times he’s puked.

“I bet those evil Port Mafia dogs tried to poison you…they must know your secret. You should abandon the mission,” Teruko suggests hastily, slamming her fist on the table.

“Okura, we don’t have the authority to suggest that,” Jouno says with a sigh. This certainly isn’t the first time she’s tried to get him to quit - he appreciates the concern, though, she only gets aggressive about it when he’s injured, or sick like this.

“Look at him, Jouno! Obviously he’s been poisoned, I’ve never seen him that sick!” she barks back at him.

Michizo shakes his head, not even bothering to conceal the pained moan. “No, it’s…one of the - hrrRRK - ”

Of course, he’s been having trouble making it through sentences with how sick his tummy is. Another splash of vomit ends up in the trash bin, and he somehow manages to avoid throwing up on Tecchou’s hand - although, Tecchou would be the last person to care.

“As you were saying?” Jouno asks. Michizo sinks back into the couch, and Tecchou stays close beside him. Jouno looks a little scary, standing in front of them with his arms crossed. Michizo wishes that the three of them weren’t all in here, but of course, Michizo is the one who started throwing up in the middle of a briefing.

“The…um, one of my - superiors, she’s sick too. We had…” he somehow manages. He’s truly just too nauseous to think straight, his stomach lurches every ten seconds, at least. “We had the same thing for dinner…last night.”

Michizo was out pretty late at some impromptu hot pot party some lower-ranking Port Mafia members set up, and Higuchi tagged along with him - only to text him several hours later to ask if he was feeling sick, because they both had quite a bit of pork belly. He’d had a few drinks and chalked it up to that, but when he arrived at the Hunting Dogs headquarters this morning, he realized his stomach was going to make sure whatever he had eaten was going to come out.

“We still have to be sure. That doesn’t rule out that you’ve been poisoned,” Tecchou reminds him sternly. Michizo is well aware of that, but if someone from the Port Mafia tried to poison him, they wouldn’t take Higuchi down with him. She’s far too valuable for that. At least, he thinks so.

“He’s right, Tachihara, as much as I hate to agree with him. I’ll call a nurse in here to get some blood tests run on you. Fluids wouldn’t hurt either,” Jouno says. Michizo presses a palm up to his forehead and groans. He feels terrible. They already offered to take him directly to the nurses, but he doesn’t trust himself to walk all the way over there.

Jouno had already vanished, and Teruko marched off behind him. Michizo lays his head on the side of the couch and Tecchou lowers the trash bin onto the ground, which he thinks he’s safe to do for a minute. He takes out the phone he uses for the Port Mafia, and sees a text from Higuchi.

nee-san 05:47 AM Are you home? I have a tea that really helps for things like this. I’ll bring it to you.

Michizo huffs through his nose.

me 05:59 AM aren’t you sick too nee-san?

He personally can’t imagine traveling to anyone in the state he’s in. He’s hoping that Higuchi is simply doing much better than he is right now, but it’s far more likely that she’s too selfless to put her health over anyone else. He’d never dream of making her bring him anything if she feels as sick as he does.

me 06:00 AM i’m at the doctor. stay home and rest for once you crazy broad

A hiccup catches him by surprise and Tecchou brings up the trash bin, but fortunately, Michizo’s stomach seems to be calm for right now.

“Was that the woman you mentioned?�� Tecchou asks, evidently snooping on Michizo’s messages. Really, Michizo has nothing to hide.

“Yeah,” Michizo nods, his head swaying a little.

“That was kind of her to offer,” Tecchou says. “If she’s as sick as you are.”

Michizo is surprised to hear that. Jouno or Teruko would certainly never dream of feeling any sort of positive emotion about anyone in the Port Mafia. Michizo struggles to play along sometimes, but he doesn’t know why.

“Yeah, she’s…she’s cool,” Michizo murmurs with a weak nod. “She’s always lookin’ out for us…”

“You know not to get too close with them, though, Tachihara,” Tecchou says. It’s hard to place the emotion in his tone. It’s almost like pity. Michizo’s heart sinks. Their future plans are something he wishes he could ignore. He’d rather be thinking about how much his stomach hurts right now.

His head is too jumbled for him to realize he’s about to throw up again, and it comes hot from the back of his throat and splatters over his lap. He somehow managed to avoid doing that until now. He groans, bringing a hand up to his mouth to burp into it, and Tecchou brings the bucket back up under his chin as is drips saliva and vomit into the bin. He feels so miserable. He screws his eyes shut.

He hopes Higuchi feels better than he does.

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