#ler!tachihara

[gabe-76]

First drawing of the year

[blue-little-angel]

Pick a ler

🧡or (fake)🧡

CHUUYA NAKAHARA

TACHIHARA MICHIZOU

Voting ended onMar 4, 2025

[rachi-roo]

Fic request open? Hello ??? Jdjdhsksks *Dying*Sorry for being so sudden, I sure hope your day is as great as you are!💙

Do you write x readers ? Sorry if you already mentioned that and my stupid self didn't notice. I always liked your blog but was a tad too shy to actually interact or send an ask 🥹

Maybe a Tachihara x male (or gn, whatever you feel more comfortable with) reader? I let you choose the summary and all that stuff cause I know whatever you write is amazing 🫂

And if you don't write for x reader then maybe a little Fyolai? Or whatever pairing you enjoy from Bsd? Or even another anime you'd like to write for, I'm not picky!

Of course you can always refuse or ignore this, I'll already feel honored if you just checked this ask ! If you're too busy or don't feel like doing it it's alright your well-being comes first! And if this ask somehow made you uncomfortable then I'm terribly sorry I didn't mean it 😭

-blue anon 💙

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Bungo Stray Dogs: Little Pastry!

Hi, hi, hiiii! Waaa that's so sweet of you! 😭 I'm having a lovely day so far! Thanks you for asking, buddy! Honestly, I haven't done much x reader stuff before, so this was a nice change and a little challenge for me! Don't ask, don't know, Blue! 💕(*^▽^)/★*☆♪

Tachiharaaaaa!!! I need to know what's happened to him! He's such a good character, and he's fiiiine too~ σ(≧ω≦*) This was a fun little write, thank you so much for the ask! Have a fantastic day! ＼(^-^)／🩷💕

Summary: Reader thought it would be a good idea to prank the metal welding Tachihara!? What a silly thing to do. Obviously, he's not impressed and has to punish you for your actions!

Ler!Tachihara x GN Reader

Tw: Lil bit of flirting

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"SQUIIIRT!" You heard Tachihara yelling your nickname as you sprinted down the hallway away from his room at the Port mafia HQ, skidding around the corner and almost knocking over a priceless vase.

You knew your fate was sealed, yet you thought it best to at least try and escape. After all, you probably deserved whatever the metal bending PM member had in store for you as punishment.

Hearing the heavy footsteps of Tachiharas boots coming from the hallway to your left, you suddenly dived into the nearest room available to take shelter. It was dark, making it difficult to navigate as you tried to listen for your pursuers approach.

"Squiiiirt~" You hear his voice chime outside the door, sending your heart into a panicked frenzy as you immediately ducked under a table, bonking your head a little as you crouched.

The sound was loud enough for the red head to hear. He turned to the door, smirking sinisterly as he pushed it open, letting the light from the hallway illuminate the room as he looked around for his victim. You.

"I know you're in here, Squirt. Are you going to make this easy and come out? Ooor-" He stilled, spotting you beneath the table. "Haha, found you~"

He let the door close behind him, concealing his whereabouts in the darkness. You squinted trying spot him and brace yourself for an attack, but he blended in so well with the shadows.

The occasional footsteps could be heard in the darkness, circling you like a shark to a ship. The sound of metal shifting made you jump and squeak before silence fell again. Damn Tachihara, he always loved building suspense!

"Shit..." You whispered under your breath, deciding to try and make a break for the door. You scrambled for the handle in the dark, ripping it open, tasting your freedom!

"Fooound youuu~"

Tachihara breathed over your shoulder as he wrapped his arms around your waist, picking you up with ease and dragging you back into the dark room.

The two of you struggled in the dark, tussling and wrestling as your attacker tried to pin you down.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait! Tach-IHIHIIII-!" Before you even ad the chance to protest, Tachiharas hands found their way to your sides, latching on and kneading into your warm flesh.

"No time for waiting, Squirt~. You knew this would be the result of your mischief making. Now you gotta face the consequences!" He purred, leaning down and blowing a raspberry on your neck.

You bucked your hips, squealing and kicking your legs helplessly. The dark meant you couldn't see his attacks coming, but at least he couldn't see how flustered and red you were!

"Haha, listen to you. Squeaky lil guinea pig." He teased. You could hear the cold sheene of metal moving near by, your sleeves were suddenly tugged upwards by a set of forks and held up over your head, keeping your arms pinned.

"Now my hands are more free for this-!"

"Dohon't you dAHARE!" You yelp as a set of slender and dexterous fingers started skittering over your ribs, up to your underarms.

"NOOO! GahaAHA-! S-StahaaAAAHAHAP!"

"Stop? Ahawww, but Squirt, you have such a cute giggle." He chuckled as he rolled your shirt up, dragging his nails in slow, big circles over your stretched out tummy.

"Coochie, coochie, cooo~ Oooh, see? The way you tremble when I tickle you slow like this - Ugh, it really makes my day." He teased, tracing smaller circles around your belly button, grinning in the dark as he felt the warmth from your skin.

Your breath hitched as you bit your lip, cheeks puffed as you tried to stifle the chuffy giggling that was building in your throat.

"Squiiirt~ If you don't let out those sweet, sweet sounds, I'll have to use that method."

"You wouldn't!" You blurted out, trying to find his eyes in the darkness as a little panic showed in your tone.

"Oh but, Squirt, I would~." Once again, you hear rattling somewhere near by. "And, unfortunately for you, we're in the kitchen."

"Don't! Tachihara, please! I'm sorry! WAH!" You gasp, feeling several bristly brush heads dragging and flickering over your exposed sides, tummy, and ribs. Pastry brushes. With metal handles. Tachihara's greatest weapon and your downfall.

As he manipulates the brushes with his ability, the red head also kneads into your thighs with his nimble thumbs, smirking as he feels the muscles tremble and clench beneath him.

"Tickle, tickle~ Oho, isn't this fun? You're like a yummy little pastry that needs buttering up!" He jeered, taking a gulp of air and blowing another raspberry on your neck. "Mmhm-! A tasty pastry too~."

"StAHAaaaa-... *gasp* NOHO! Aaaha!"

"What's the matter, little raspberry bun? You sound a little flustered~ Are you?"

"Y-You knowhow damn well I-YAAHAHAHAM!"

"You are?" He grinned in the dark, you can feel his breath on your chin as he leaned in close, softly tracing up and down the back of your ribs.

"Good~ I'd hate to think you're not flustered by my actions, my words~" He purred, briefly pecking your cheek before unleashing a cruel attack upon your torso, sending you into a flurry of helpless breathy laughter as your legs beat and kicked on the kitchen tiles.

He was relentless. Squeezing from your ribs down to your hips, using the pastry brushes to follow his fingers, not giving your skin a break from the tickly sensations.

"Plehehease! T-Tahach- *wheeze* AAAHA! StAHAahaAAA-! Dahamn it! I-I'm gohonna dihie!"

"Aww, well, we can't have that now, can we? My lil' pastry." At once, the tickling stopped. You lay there panting with a smile on your face.

"Okahay... Okay... I-I'm sorry... Oh-" You flinch, feeling a hand cover your eyes, hearing the click of a light switch.

"Just didn't want to flashbang you." Tachihara chuckled, slowly removing his hand letting your eyes adjust to the lights, revealing his face, smiling down at you with that cheeky, toothy grin of his as he stayed kneeling over your waist.

You stare at each other for a moment before Tachihara gasped.

"You are so red! Oh gosh, I almost burned my little pastry!" He chuckled, sitting you up and wrapping his arms around you comfortingly. "I'm sorry, Squirt. Revenge has been served." He chuckled, tussling your hair.

A content sigh passes your lips as you share this moment before a feeling of dread fills your gut.

.... What about the other prank you've left for him?...

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Thanks for reading!! 🥰

[tklpilled]

30,32,56 where tachi is tickling gin first and then she turns the tables and finds out he's just as ticklish if not more perhaps 👁️

"it's been forever since i've heard that laugh!"

"what's with the bad mood? i think that may need to be remedied."

"this is gonna be fun."

"St-stohop it," Gin giggles, one hand hovering around her face, like she wants to cover it and she's not sure what to do without her mask.

"But it's been forever since I've heard you laugh," Tachihara complains, pressing into Gin's upper ribs to get her to squeak. "Actually, I don't think I've ever heard it."

She hiccups, her voice breaking when she gets too loud due to her never using it. "B-b-behehe f-fuhuhunnier, then!"

Tachihara grumbles, squeezing her sides and eliciting a squeal. "I am funny," he growls. "You and the old man just don't have taste."

She seems to laugh harder at that, and Tachihara falters—her laugh fills his stomach with butterflies. He doesn't realise he's slowed his fingers to a near stop until she grabs his wrists, shoves them off of her and flips him so he's on his back and she's above him.

She smiles, and it's still so cute but it makes him flustered for more reasons than one, now.

"Stop frowning," she says, back to her naturally soft voice. "Or I'll have to help fix it."

He's giggling before she even touches him—how embarrassing, because he doesn't giggle and he's not ticklish but here he is anyway.

"Stohohop," he chokes, bubbly laughter pouring out of him once her fingers start dancing over his stomach. "G-Gihihin, I swehehehear—"

"You're really ticklish," she says, half teasing and half intrigued. "This might be fun."

Tachihara's hands are free, but he forgets that they're there—he does, okay, he is not just letting her tickle him because he likes her—and leaves them to flail around desperately as she tickles up and down his sides.

And then he does remember them, but he still leaves them be—stop looking at him like that, Gin, it's not like that.

[tklpilled]

"are you...? Oh my God you are." WITH LEE!GIN LER!TACHI 🙏🙏🙏🙏

Gin doesn't often let people get close to her; in fact, hardly anyone besides her brother; so, on the rare occasion that Tachihara joins that list, he tends to feel rather special.

Unfortunately, now isn't really the time, but she's not shoving him away as he tries to dress her wounds, so he considers it a win.

"I can do it myself," she hisses, wincing as he tries cleaning a scrape on her shoulder.

"Fuck off and let me help you," he spits back, pressing a bit deeper than necessary—which is mean, yes, but he knows she can take it.

Her shirt is torn, revealing a gash on her side. He tugs at the hem of her shirt, glances at her, wordlessly asking if it's alright. She rolls her eyes and nods.

It looks fine, not very deep, so he rips off part of his shirt to wrap it with. It'll be alright until someone who actually knows what they're doing can help her.

He reaches around to her other side so he can secure the fabric. She twitches as his hand brushes her skin.

"Oh?"

"Now's not the time," she mumbles, voice quieting down into her regular soft tone. She's shy.

"Are you—"

"Michizou—"

"You are."

"I'm hurt, you b-bahastard—" she squeaks, breathy giggles starting to spill out as he runs his fingers over her side.

Tachihara grins, continuing for a few seconds longer before pulling back, because really, now is not the time. She huffs at him before she stands up and grabs his hand, pulling him along to their destination.

He'll save it for later.