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crybabysbakery · 2 months
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The Clarisse content lately has been AMAZINGGG OMGGGGG 😝
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cureyumyumspigtails · 2 months
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thoughts on mkulia?
Words can't describe how much I love Mkulia
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tarysu · 3 months
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Mr telephone man | Tachihara x reader
woah uhm, HEYYYU GUYYSSS. My fiongers are dead ass broken from playing tekken w my dad (he's such a pro istg) but I was thinking abt making this erm uh tachi x reader fic (i'm crazy) anways enjoy!! ITS BASED OFF A SONG TOO!! tw: swearing idk bruh, some nsfw ig GRGRGGRGR (they're just kissing) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
You haven't been at the hunting dogs' station for too long, but your role isn't exactly one of the practical heroes. No, you're not out there chasing down prey or sniffing out trouble like the rest of the team. You're the paper lady. And don't let the title fool you – it's no ordinary gig.
While the hunting dogs are busy being the action-packed heroes of the society, you find yourself knee-deep in paperwork. Unfinished tasks and untouched forms are your daily companions. While they're out in the field, you're holding down the fort, making sure the administrative side of things doesn't fall apart. It's a different kind of essential, even if it doesn't involve chasing tails or catching criminals.
when you first joined the hunting dogs, you only knew Sir Fukuchi. Your initial interview with him was a chaotic introduction to the team. Walking in, you found the hunting dogs in the midst of a minor dispute. A pink-haired girl was in tears, a brunette and a silver-haired individual were engaged in a heated argument – mainly about the questionable culinary creations of the poor brunette. Meanwhile, the 5th hunting dog was reportedly deep into a mission, infiltrating the Mafia.
You thought you had a decent grasp of what you were getting into, but this side of the hunting dogs took you by surprise. What kind of situation was this? you wondered. Slowly but surely, you grew accustomed to the atmosphere surrounding the hunting dogs. However, you never mustered the courage to get too close to any of them. Jouno Saigiku, in particular, seemed unnerving to engage in conversation with. Sir Fukuchi, on the other hand, proved to be quite the comedian with his fart jokes. Teruko stood out as an odd but positively positioned vice commander, and Tetchou emerged as the only one you deemed decent enough for a conversation, at least. As for the fifth hunting dog, you didn't bother taking an interest in him – he remained a mystery, and you were content with the distance.
Well, that was until you got a call. Seated in the hunting dog meeting hall, a ring echoed from the other side of the room. You stood up, anticipating yet another paperwork fiasco you'd have to tackle. But no, this time was different.
With a curious look, you made your way to the phone and decided to pick it up. "Hello, this is the hunting dog district. Who is it?" you answered. On the other end of the call, a male voice resonated – Michizou Tachihara, the 5th hunting dog.
"It's Michizou Tachihara. Could you possibly alert the rest of the hunting dogs for my return later this winter? " he spoke in a cool, composed tone.
You took note of his youth compared to the other members and couldn't help but wonder about the weight of his workload, considering his role as a spy. Again, you were the newcomer. Tachihara, unfamiliar with your voice, had to assume you were a recent addition to the team. In his line of work, he knew the ins and outs of everyone associated with the hunting dogs – from the receptionist of the building to the janitors. Yet, your presence seemed to be a new and uncharted territory for him. "Right away sir." "Thank you."
There you ended the call with Tachihara, not particularly invested beyond the task at hand. But before you could return to the looming pile of paperwork, another call interrupted your brief respite. Just what you needed.
Letting out an annoyed sigh, you answered, "Hello, this is the hunting dog district. How may I help you-"
"You cut me off."
"Oh, you again."
Your voice carried a tone of increased annoyance. Time was ticking, and the 5th had attempted a second call. Maybe, just maybe, you could transfer him to another line and escape the ongoing interruptions.
"Sorry again, I was going to ask who were you?"
Seriously? That's what he called for. You, accustomed to speaking freely around the hunting dogs, felt a surge of frustration. Tachihara was about to get a taste of your unprofessional tone.
"Fuck around and find out."
With that, you decisively ended the call. Well, damn? That sure left Tachihara in quite a shock, and it seemed to have put him in a foul mood. The encounter had a similar effect on you, leaving you scribbling the same shit on the paperwork in an equally foul mood. . .. ... .... ..... .... ... .. .
The phone rang, and once again, you found yourself stationed in the hunting dog meeting hall. The inevitable question lingered – who was on the other side of the line this time? As it turned out, it was the 5th hunting dog, him again.
"Hello, how may I help y-" you began, holding the phone to your ear, only to be met with the same voice that had soured your mood before.
"You, the fuck was with you?" He was clearly livid. Before he could even unleash a torrent of slurs on the line, you swiftly transferred the call to the receptionist. Today was not the day for dealing with his grievances. . .. ... .... ..... .... ... .. . Today brought an increased workload, and it seemed like a substantial portion of it came directly from the 5th hunting dog. This managed to fray your nerves. It was evident that this extra load was a consequence of your previous behaviour on the line, a somewhat irritating reminder that you were expected to meticulously organise every criminal report, particularly those concerning the mafia. So, there you were, ensuring everything was neatly arranged while also dealing with your usual daily paperwork.
Seriously, that mother fucker really knew how to retaliate for something minor. And then, just to add insult to injury, the phone rang. Sighing, you stood up to answer.
"Enjoyin' the paperwork?" he snickered on the other end.
"Well, thanks a lot, fuckface." You retorted. Tachihara on the other line seemed thoroughly amused by the response you threw his way. He was well aware that he was getting under your skin, and, on top of that, he was pretty pissed off that a newbie would dare to speak to him like that. "Hey, just a little reminder of what you got yourself into. Just know that you got more paperwork comin' your way. Got that?"
Seriously? More paperwork? Considering the stacks already piling up in the meeting hall, you felt yourself teetering on the edge of chaos.
"To think the government invests so much in your surgeries."
You rolled your eyes, your fingers idly fiddling with the phone line wires. It struck you as odd that he was the only one you seemed to be talking to, and his insults were fucking creative. It got to the point where you had to start jotting down comebacks on extra sheets of paper.. Now you found yourself spending a considerable amount of time engaged in an insult battle with Tachihara, all through the medium of a phone call. It had escalated to the point where you had to pull a chair near the phone line just to continue hurling the same insults. .. It had become a regular routine between the two of you – every phone call now seemed to be a platform for exchanging a barrage of insults. Colleagues passing by the meeting hall would often catch the most foul and heinous insults streaming from your mouth. Tachihara had managed to unlock a wild side in you. Normally quiet and obedient, you'd typically stick to finishing your paperwork and barely exchange words with your other colleagues. The next day, the routine repeated itself – the same back-and-forth of curses. It got to the point where even Jouno himself had to tell you both to shut the fuck up from the other side of the building. You chuckled at Tachihara's weak comebacks, but he'd find reasons to laugh at yours too.
Oddly, the insults ceased. During work, you always anticipate a call from Tachihara. Somehow, you had come out of your shell a bit. The conversations shifted from relentless insults to discussions about work and other mundane topics.
It made you wonder, are you seriously finding enjoyment in connecting with someone so distant through a simple phone call? You'd be damned. it seemed like even the other end of the line was taking an interest in you.
. .. ... .... ..... .... ... .. . It wasn't a regular day, it was an occasional one since all the hunting dogs were present in the meeting hall. Even the 5th himself was there. Although you hadn't planned on greeting him due to the impending workload, you found yourself somewhat pulled into the meeting hall to present reports.
You had expected Tachihara to look a little different in your mind's eye, but, lord, he was a clean guy. The scent, the full attire of an expected hunting dog, two piercing studs, a sharp amber gaze, and short ginger hair—all added up to his polished appearance. Yet, you barely exchanged words even after the meeting. He got pulled over by your colleagues to discuss his reports on the mafia infiltration. Oddly enough, he didn't even know what you looked like through the phone, but he assumed it was you. After all, you were the well-spoken newbie who had joined the hunting dogs staff team.
His assumption wasn't entirely baseless. You had been staring at him from a far distance, and he, being a keen spy, noticed it.
it took a while for the swarm of people to disperse. There you were, smiling a little more lively than usual. This was the fucker you had been pissed at for dumping stacks of paperwork on your behalf. Yet, it was surprising how a simple phone call had led to this moment.
Talking to him face to face felt a bit strange, considering the shitty threats you've exchanged through call. It took another long hour to finally approach him, especially since Sir Fukuchi had called him over to the office. At times, you were close to giving up on the idea altogether.
Summoning the courage, you finally approached him. The first thing you did was hit him hard on the back. In your defense, it was to fix his posture.
Tachi froze, then turned his head with a livid expression.
"OW—THE FUCK IS WITH YOU?!" his reaction was certainly amusing to you.
"C'mon? I was just fixing your shitty posture." You offered a smug grin. Tachihara was visibly pissed, your choice for a first-time interaction had certainly caught him off guard. However, you couldn't help but laugh. In retaliation, he hit your back with the same force.
You jolted a little, acknowledging that he got you back, at least.
"You also got a shit posture too," he remarked in a sassy tone.
For the past few months, the only member of the workplace you talked to was Tachihara. Some of your colleagues were surprised by how close you two had become within months of calls. It was safe to say he had become quite entertaining. Surprisingly, you discovered that you both shared a lot of interests. He initially thought you were more of a bookworm, given your polished and well-maintained work attire, but it turned out you weren't the type to shy away from spending your free time on game consoles.
He was young, just like you. The two of you related to most things and found yourselves laughing about the dumbest shit. But sometimes, as you looked at him, you saw more than just a companion; you saw a man you were falling for. There were moments when a thick lump formed in your throat, and your heart gave an unexpected thump. Maybe, just maybe, you were perceiving him a bit differently. Some of the jokes you made evolved into heartfelt expressions. Even the smallest displays of affection had the power to set your heart ablaze. Seriously, you found yourself looking forward to calling him, especially during his missions. Although, more often than not, you anticipated him reaching out instead. Sure, you got on his nerves, but you were one of his favourite fuckers to banter with. It was a welcome break, talking to you and taking a step back from the rest of the idiots in the mix. ..Sure, he saw you as someone close, and maybe there were times when you two felt a bit more connected when alone. His hand running through your hair and the occasional secret hand-holding behind everyone's sight made those moments special. You weren't certain about being official until one call left you squealing and squirming in your pillow. . .. ... .... ..... .... ... .. . It was the two of you, messing around like usual, goofing off in the meeting hall. It was early in the morning, and you both had to keep it quiet, or Jouno would undoubtedly be on the verge of telling you guys to shut the fuck up once again. God, Tachihara looked flawless in your eyes. He was sprawled across the stacks of paper scattered on the floor, and there you were, on top of him, admiring the 5th hunting dog. Your right hand gently traced his facial features before running through his short spikes. They looked hard, but to your surprise, they were quite soft. He felt mutual about you, and just as you were lost in admiration, he interrupted your thoughts with a taste of his lips. It was a long and agonisingly good kiss, where you could even savour the distinct flavour of him.
You too savored the taste of him, pulling away with a string of saliva connecting both your lips. He looked dazed, clearly affected by the taste of you.
Just as he was about to lean in for another kiss, you sat up and placed your hand on his lips to stop him. It was the meeting hall, and as much as you wanted to savour his tongue, the two of you would make a little too much noise.
"Gettin' eager, are we?" You teased.
His cheeks still blazed with red, and he looked away from your gaze, pulling your hand down from his lips.
"Well, this fuckin' sucks." He muttered. "Well, it sucks even more 'cause we got a mess to clean up," you remarked, indicating at all the paperwork scattered around the floor. You gave him a small peck on the cheek, reassuring him.
"Another time, I'll let ya pound my ass," you declared, standing up to prepare to clean up the mess the two of you had made.
"Ya might as well be the first one to pop my cherry."
Well, that clearly set Mr Telephone Man on fire—a hot, red mess.
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fruitr0llup · 4 months
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4 months ago and i still stand by what i said 🤷‍♀️
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i04lucia · 9 months
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⌷⌷ 🫖     forever together, run away with me .     ・🌷
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ripcupid · 9 months
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𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯
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̊ ⋆୨♡୧⋆ ̊
𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦
♥︎ ─ masterlist - rules - ao3 - horny horrors
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♥︎ — always - price x reader - fluff
♥︎ — untitled - sevika x reader
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STAN TWICE AND STREAM WITH YOU-TH
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cryingpuppyblogger · 1 year
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This song scratches my brain so good
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inccco · 3 months
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STOPPP I ALREADY HAVE A GF!!!/J @lovisyandereblog
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nyason · 1 year
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i can’t get the idea that bro loves k-pop out of my head
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cherryfemm · 2 years
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I rest my case
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i2gowon · 6 months
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. ❍     ﹑     🌿    ⑅
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. ☆ orange and green moodboard  ᵎ   ☆ ㆍ ✯     ⋎   sana twice   ⭒ 
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phongdraws · 1 year
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Got bored and made Teri today 📄✂️✨
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shovellyyy · 7 days
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Going back to the dentist to get my filling looked at after two months of pain, 4 hours of sleep, it's 7 in the morning, I still have a 9 hour shift ahead of me, I have a quiz for school and a math project due tonight, but Feel Special by Twice just came on so I might survive
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felixsslutwife · 8 days
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lixies quote of the day #10
"hey boy"
"look im gonna make this simple for u"
"u got 2 choices"
"yes or yes"
I LOVE TWICEEE < 333
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evermourning · 3 months
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I LOVE TWICE!!!!! sorry i had to say it
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i04lucia · 9 months
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💸 ⁞ green fairycore header (@TWICE , NAYEON) !! :3 comment or reblog to use
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