#hijikata smut

[aiizenn]

men who constantly send you money so you can get your nails and lashes done. of course it’s for your own benefit, but also for his. it turns him on—they’re perfect for giving head. his cock hardens when he feels your hand around him with beautifully done nails. not too long and not too short, just the perfect size to feel them with your grip. you give his tip kitty licks as your other hand makes its way to his abdomen, feeling his tense muscles.

“that’s it, such good little slut.” dirty praises leaving his lips. “eyes up princess” and you listened. your doe eyes decorated with lashes, every blink made you look more innocent and desperate. “so pretty f’me, on your knees, with my cock in your mouth, yeah” every word making you want more, so you take in his length and start bobbing your head. both hands on each side of his hips, as you deep throat him. his large hands gripping your hair and pulling you in. your throat aching from the roughness, your breath is limited but that doesn’t stop him. “keep lookin’ at me” your eyes flutter as you make contact with him once again. the lashes adorning your eyes that were filled with tears.

he hisses when he feels your nails on his hips; tagged with the gagging sound that echoed the room. his length pulses in your mouth as his climax reaches, small curses fall from his mouth when he pulls you in one last time. there is a loud ‘pop’ sound when he removes himself from you and releases his hot creamy cum on your face. tapping his cock on your lips to open wide and drink every drop. his strong grip picks you from the floor and throws you onto the bed. “you sucked me dry, sweetheart. now it’s my turn.” he growls as he buries his head in your needy cunt. your pretty nails playing with his hair for more, like a good little slut.

༊ * · ˚ shunsui, urahara, renji, gin, toji, nanami, geto, gintoki, hijikata, eren, reiner, kishibe, kakashi, million knives, adrian tepes, uzui

[brittscafe]

Can i request “one bed trope” with Toushirou? I love this series of your very much <3

Of course! Thank you <3 <3 Also...I didn't even realize that I now have over 700 followers! Thank you all so so so much <3

The two of you were sent out on a mission, you were suppose to return the next day, but your enemies had other plans. Other plans that included you get hurt and Toshiro having to carry you back to the nearest place you could find.

You couldn't put much weight on your left leg and you insisted that you could walk, but Toshiro was too worried. He ignored you and demanded that you get on his back.

There was no point in arguing with you, so you climbed onto his back and he gave you a piggyback ride all the way to the little cabin in the woods.

"What if someone lives here?" you ask as Toshiro carries you up to the door.

"They're not home now," Toshiro retorts harshly, opening the door and stepping inside. Your eyes glance around the cabin, smelling of wood and honey.

It's not much. There's a bed snugged in the corner, two bookshelves, a little kitchenette, and a wooden table in the middle. Toshiro walks over to the bed and gently sits you down on it.

"Are you hungry?" Toshiro asks, walking into the kitchenette. You cock an eyebrow with surprise.

"You know how to cook?" you ask curiously.

"No...but I can try," he suggests, chewing on his bottom lip. Your eyes widen and you let out a tiny chuckle.

"Maybe hold off the cooking for another day. I really don't want you to burn down this cabin with both of us inside," you suggest and Toshiro nods his head, a smile panning across his face.

The sun starts to disappear over the horizon and the darkness settles in.

"Ok, then we should get some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow," Toshiro explains and you pull back the cover, inviting him in.

"There's room, Toshiro," you point out, climbing underneath the covers.

"No, it's okay. I'll sleep on the ground."

"The bed is big enough for the two of us," you suggest and Toshiro shakes his head, still unsure.

"No, it's okay. You deserve sleep, too. Please," you plead with him, eyes softening. Toshiro lets out a tiny sigh and climbs into the bed with you.

You both lay there in the defining silence, too scared to even move or breath. You glance over at Toshiro, staring up at the ceiling. He turns his head and you quickly rip your gaze away.

He shifts in the bed at the same time you do. Your hands brush up against each other's and your heart skips a beat. Toshiro gulps and his eyes shift over to you.

His icy eyes lock onto yours as your hands are pressed together. You slowly move your hand over his, interlacing your fingers. Your breath hitches in your throat as you wait for his reaction.

You swear you could see a slight smile on Toshiro's face in the darkness. His fingers rest on the top of your hand and he squeezes, gently.

A chill runs down your spine, your body jolting slightly. You weren't sure how you were going to go to bed, emotions running wild, but you were safe.

[fgs-kira]

Gin 💙

[cupidamour]

Can i kiss you?

warnings ; drinking , cursing , deep throating , face fucking , use of pet names (baby) , straight smut lmao

word count ; 2316

pairing ; hijikata toshirou x female reader (boobs and genitalia described & used!!)

minors dni!

. . . Maybe agreeing to go out drinking with you was a terrible idea after all.

Hijikata came to the conclusion that night. You invited him out for drinks under the pretense of 'it's friday, fuck it. let's drink to forget' or something like that. The both of you sat at the bar, ordering your share of drinks.

You've been working in the Shinsengumi for quite some time. . .Not like he's really talked to you or held a conversation besides greetings. He knows as the only female desk worker that it's hard and being surrounded by hundreds of scrawny men, you are bound to be thrown through the loop. Especially by the fact you are not bad to look at anyways.

Nonetheless, he's never really seen you out of your element besides. . . working he guesses. Seeing you actually talk (not that robotic voice with the pasted on smile) is really refreshing. Your smile isn't that bad to look at.

You ran shots back to back, obviously ignoring the burning tinge in your throat. 'Drinking to forget' my ass he thought, more like drinking for fucking liver failure. The more you drank, the more comfortable you got with him. Brushing shoulders, sometimes even bumping his knees. He admits, he's a little tipsy, but how the hell aren't you damn near dead yet? Sighing, he rubs his temples.

The hardest part was trying to distract his eyes from you after you unbuttoned your work blouse a few buttons too low (is that a lace bra you're wearing?), complaining it was 'burning up in here'—-allowing him the view of your chest. Glancing at anything lower than your face was a hassle, and not wanting to risk you calling him a pervert or 'hey , my eyes are up here fucker!' he persisted on through the night.

Now, Hijikata is a respectful man.

With that said, He . . decided it's best to not pay you no attention to you. It's normal, he thought.

However, what's NOT normal is this intense flirting.

"Now that I can really look at you, you're pretty darn attractive," you mutter as you surveyed his features. Making no attempt to hide your interest as you swishing your drink around in your hand.

"You're drunk," Hijikata bluntly states, sighing as casted you a quick glance, before looking back ahead at seemingly nothing.

"M' not, I'm just speaking the truth," you reply indifferently, the spiral forming in your drink more interesting.

"You're not drunk? So all those shots 2 minutes ago were just water-"

"You're missing the point! If anything, you should be thanking me!"

"Um. . . okay. Thank you?"

"You're oh so very welcome," you coo, before turning your body towards him,

"Can I kiss you?"

A short pause . . .

"W-What's with the sudden topic change?!"

Lowering his tone, Hijikata sweat drops. He's really losing his composure over you and your mindless teasing. Taking a swig of his drink, he gives you a one over waiting for your reply.

"It's a yes or no question. I can take no as an answer, I understand boundaries," you reply, peering your eyes over your glass. You lied. You'd never take no for an answer. Imagine having to take his paperwork after missions knowing he rejected you?

"Are you kidding. . .?" Hijikata trails off, eyebrows raised onto oblivion.

"Yes. Or. No."

"I can't answer that!"

"Well, i can answer for you," you mumbled, taking a step off your stool as you tucked your hand to the back of his head, you guided him by the hair down towards you. With heavy lidded eyes, and parted lips; Your lips were a ghost apart. Touching, but not kissing. You could sense the anticipation radiating off of him.

"Or maybe not," you smile, as you pull away, turning your body back towards the bar and holding your hand up for the waiter.

"What the hell." God he could use a cigarette right about now.

"I'm sorry, what's the matter?" you finally turn back to reply after ordering another drink, shifting your focus onto him.

"What the hell was that?! Why did you– just stand there. . ."

"All I wanted was your honesty. Did you want the kiss or not?" you question.

"Cut the teasing bullshit, I think i've made my intentions clear,"

"So. . . Is that a yes or what? You've never even said anything-"

"Yes dammit!"

God just put your lips on his already–

As if reading his mind, your lips crash onto his, your hand back again on his cheek as your other feels him in by his collar. Both your lips lock in a desperate, rough, needy kiss, shooting trembles all throughout your spine. Hijikata's hands reconcile on your waist, one exploring even further down to god knows where. His touch felt burning hot against you.

You moan, as Hijikata bites your lip in greeting, both of you exploring each other in this very moment alone. In fear you two might get kicked out for public indecency from how far this kiss was going, you pull away although reluctantly. The both of you pant, lips still a ghost apart as you mutter in between shaking breathes,

"How far do you wanna go tonight?"

"As far as you'll let me,"

——

Following Hijikata's long strides ended you both up in the public bathroom. Opening the door and offering for you to go in first (how manly), he follows after you not before locking the door with a distinguishable click. Hijikata turns around and looks at you intently, both of you waiting for the next move.

Before he knows it, you're once again grasping his collar and kissing him, his hands automatically snaking around your hips and pulling you closer.

"Put your hands up." Hijikata orders you like he orders his men.

You oblige, raising a questioning eyebrow as he unbuttons the rest of your shirt, helping you loop your arms out of it.

'It really is lace, black lace at that' he marvels as he kisses your chest, letting you resume.

You continue your trail of kisses slowly down to his jawline, placing a flurry of kisses before you descend down to his neck, taking your sweet time as you nestle your head in the crook of his neck, breathing in the scent of his signature fragrance of smoke. You unbutton his shirt to get a view of his chiseled chest, continuing the train of kisses. You crouch down as you slowly but surely make your way down to his pelvic area, your hands resting on his belt.

You glance up, looking for a sign he doesn't wish to go this far, but to your satisfaction, you're met with his desire ridden hues peering back down at you. You continue.

You unbuckle his pants, and as they pool around his legs, you focus your attention on getting the last layer of his forsaken clothing off, not without noticing the prodding dent in his boxers.

"Oh, someones excited to see me, huh?" You giggle, happy to see he's enjoying it just as you are, earning you a grunt in acknowledgment. Looping your fingers around the elastic line, not wanting to waste a moment longer, you pull them down.

From above, he peers down at you, taking grasp of your hair, itching with anticipation. With gentle touches, you take a minute to appreciate him in his full glory. Vice-Commander of the Shinsengumi letting you suck him off in a bathroom?

In an attempt to clear your mind, you busy yourself with the task in front of you as you seize his cock in your hand, rubbing your thumb over his leaking tip. You slowly trailed your tongue from his balls to tip. Stopping on the tip, you suck on it before making an audible "pop" from your mouth.

Your hand replaces your mouth on the tip as you slowly massage it. Your mouth moves to sucking and placing sloppy kisses on the side of his cock.Your hand progressively starts to get faster as your mouth is now occupied with his balls. Humming as you go, you don't fail to notice Hijikata's grasp in your hair gets tighter the longer you go.

Ready for another change in pace, your hands and mouth switch spots again, your hands now fondling his balls whilst your mouth takes on his fully sheathed cock. Placing the needy tip in your mouth, you swirl your tongue around it, catching Hijikata's half lidded eyes, before sinking down every inch.

Peeking above to see Hijikata's eyes closed in content. His eyes suddenly peer back down to yours, before nimbly noticing and wiping the tears that nestled in the corners of your eyes.

"You're doing such a good job, baby." Hijikata praised, hands now caressing your cheek.

Slob begins to ooze out your mouth and onto your chest the longer you go. With quick movements, you grab Hijikata by the hips and make him bottom out in your mouth. Seemingly getting the message, his hands reach back for your hair as he begins face-fucking you.

Grunts of pleasure spill out of his mouth the longer you go. You could feel him twitching in your mouth. Everything on you felt wet and sticky. You bob your head back and forth as you take Hijikata down your throat, adding your hands into the equation as you stroked him as you sucked. Using your tongue, and deepthroated him, going so far that you wouldn't gag yourself.

"S-shit–", Hijikata sputters out between pants.

Noticing the tell-tale sign of him coming, you pull out completely, grinning in response to his startled face. His sex quivering in desire.

"You fucking tease," he growls, scoffing as he helps you off your knees.

"You love it though," you hummed in response, trying to shimmey off your skirt while Hijikata searched his pockets for a sacred golden packet. Hands coming out empty, he silently curses to himself for not packing them out of all times. Noticing his silent struggles.

"Aha," you quip, finally noticing what's missing, before digging into your purse and pulling out what he wanted."Need this?" you giggle as you open the packet with your teeth and get on your knees again, rolling it onto him.

"Thank you," he sighs, as you respond by placing a chaste kiss on his cock.

You rejoin him up above by placing another hungry kiss against his lips, as you loop your arms around his neck. He yanks one of your legs up as he aligns himself to your entrance, slowly sliding in between your slick folds. Pinning your bare back against the wall, he slowly snaked his hand around your throat. Jolting his hips back, he completely bottomed out inside of you. You let out an uncontrollable mewl, while he lets out his own stream of curses into your ear.

"Fuck, your so tight, baby."

Your legs were barely able to stay still as he showed no mercy to the thought of stopping. The sounds of skin slapping filling the vicinity of the bathroom He leaned down towards your ear, still going at his cut throat pace."Does that feel good, baby?", he whispered, the heat tickling you. "You look so good with my hand around your throat", he grunted, letting out his own share of moans.

God he was fucking you so well. You could barely get words out—

Abruptly, he slowed down his pace, leisurely rocking his hips into yours. Catching your ear in his mouth and peppering kisses to the side of your face. The change in pace so sudden gave you a moment to catch your breath before he pulled out almost completely, before slamming back in.

"F-uck— I can't—!" You gasped, throwing your head back. Your nails sure as hell leave marks on his back after this. You only heard a groan response before he quickly took advantage of your exposed neck and jawline, leaving marks of pleasure.

He advanced to linger deep inside of you, hitting your g-spot right on. And to top it all off, he slowed down, dangerously slow from the pace you started with.

Your legs were damn near about to give out, hell, you could barely feel them.

"L-lift me!" you try to get out as best as you can, before you quickly jump and put your other leg up. Hijikata's hands held your thighs up as he continued to ram into you with no problem.

"Right there—!" fuck you were so close. A smoldering heat was building up in your core, the longer he went. His dirty talking only furthering it.

"Cmon baby, come for me," Hijikata grumbled out, beads of sweat trickling down his temple as his husky voice resonated right next to your ear.

A needy moan spilled out your mouth as he cupped your breast, brushing over the nipple with his thumb. went on the hunt on one of your nipples, sucking, pulling and biting at one before going to the other. One of his hands flicked your clit while he was still inside of you. You writhed beneath him, crying out pleas for him to never stop.

"C-coming–!" you heave as your orgasm hits you head on. Your head was dizzy with lust as you contracted around his cock, you felt delirious. Every nerve firing off in ecstasy as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. Hijikata huffed, cursing under his breath as he rocked into you, spilling his seed into the condom.

Heavy pants filled the room as you both rode out your high's, your eyes fluttering as you leaned your head onto Hijikata's chest as he held you against him.

"Are you okay?" Hijikata questioned as he kissed your forehead.

"I can't feel my legs. . ." you mutter out, running your fingers through his sweat slicked hair, still clinging to him.

"Who the hell is in the bathroom? I needa go!"

Both yours and Hijikata's eye's lock in bewilderment.

. . .

"Uh. . . give us a second! I mean– give me a second!"

[iwashieonhiatus]

"𝙎𝙊𝙈𝙀 𝙏𝙀𝘼…?" (18+)| GOLDEN KAMUY

ft. Hijikata Toshizou

∗  ˖࣪ ໒꒱  ˚₊· synopsis: You work in a teahouse, which sometimes markets the attendants. And when that old man walked into the store, you couldn't get him out of your head.

･ﾟﾟ･｡　wc: 2.3k + warnings- mdni, nsfw content, petnames, fingering, cunnilingus, f!reader, 18+ characters, age gap (not mentioned the age, but definitely younger than him), It's not exactly faithful to the manga/anime, but maybe it's halfway through the second season.

— ☆ A/N: I can't get this old man out of my head, so I needed to do something like the good old man appreciator that I am.

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You rarely felt that way... That tingling all over your body, your stomach churning and the heat in the middle of your legs, making you rub your thighs and bite your lower lip hard, trying to control yourself. But when it happened, you knew you didn’t make mistakes.

And that older man made you feel it with just a glance.

The way he walked in, his head held high, gray hair shining, posture upright, the swords gracing his back and the way he side-looked at you, sending a shiver down your body. Even surrounded by others, you knew he was the leader. And even though he was old, you knew he was still alive.

You knew you needed that man. You couldn’t let him go without having him, even if it was for a short time.

Lucky for you, the one chosen to serve tea to their room was you, and that was the only time you would have to play your charm. As you poured tea to the group, you noticed the papers on the table- maps. This stated that soon he would leave town. You needed to play well or you wouldn’t get another chance. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed he followed your movements, eyes glued to you and a grin tugging on his face.

You couldn’t contain your smile, still pouring the tea, being courteous and throwing your charm at the old man. You left the room more nervous and desirous than before. That old man was messing with you.

Even if you didn’t have problems with the older citizens, you avoided at all costs the old men who frequented the teahouse, as they were married, they were always drunk, and according to the conversations of the other women, they were bad in bed, but they were still customers, they needed to be treated well.

But this old man now showed that he wasn’t like the other old men, displaying that he was still alive and that feeling burning inside you didn’t lie.

You didn’t know how long it took, but your charm game—the collar of the kimono falling over your shoulders, showing off some of your breasts, the shared looks and smiles, and touching his knee as you poured the tea—worked.

It only took that to have his soft lips on yours, his beard tickling your chin, the firm hands grabbing your neck and thigh, making room for him in the middle of your legs. The heated kiss making you dizzy and sigh against his mouth, hands grabbing the green coat, pulling him closer, locking him with your legs, rubbing against his bulge, making him growl.

“Calm down, sweetie... I’m not running away.” He said, pulling back a little to face you, a smile on his lips, one of his hands caressing your thigh and the other holding your chin, his thumb skirting your plump lips. 

You smiled roguishly, resting your head on your shoulder and moving a leg up and down the side of his body. “But we don’t have all the  time, old man.” He chuckled, hooded eyes hovering over you. You felt goosebumps at that look.

“Smart girl.” He rolled his shoulders, taking off his green coat and removed his black waistcoat, opening the first few buttons of the white button-up shirt, showing off his neck and collarbones with dark lines. “And what does this smart girl want?”

You kneeled in front of him, your hands moving up his thighs and stopping at his belt, eyes shining at him, you said slyly. “I want you.”

He smiled, bringing a hand to your hair tied in a bun and let go, caressing the strands and your cheekbone, dark eyes shining at you. The sight of you kneeling, eyes shining and plump mouth, the kimono untidy and open, showing half of your upper body and thighs together, made him grin wider and his cock tighten in his trousers.

“Good girl.” He pushed you lying on the futon, kneeling in the middle of your legs, and kissed you again. His soft mouth was rough on yours, hot breath against your face as one hand of his moved up the inside of the kimono, playing with your inner thigh, fingers wandering close to your aching, wet pussy. You felt him smile against your mouth, biting your bottom lip as calloused fingers pulled away the wet piece of clothing.  

“This wet…” He laughed, running his fingers through your pussy, spreading the liquid. You spread your legs a little and mewl in his ear, hands squeezing his shoulders. He slides two fingers between your lips and climbs up to the nerve, making circles, having you cling to him, head hanging back. 

He played for a little longer, fingers running up and down your lips, circling and squeezing the nerve and slipping a finger inside, lingering in and out, making you moan and shudder in his fingers. You whimpered as he removed his fingers, and seeing through half-open eyes, he took both fingers in his mouth, humming as he looked at you. 

You closed your eyes tightly, feeling your chest rise and fall heavily, legs trembling, and your throat dry. That old man was driving you crazy. You felt his hands around your legs, pulling you closer, fingers squeezing into your shin as he rested his face on your knee. 

“Maybe the smart girl wants more...” You propped yourself up on your elbows and nodded quickly, stunned by the dark eyes shining, his mouth red, expression so teasing.

He lifted your hips, firm hands grabbing your thighs and leaned in, dusting kisses down your belly, and giving an open-mouth kiss to your pussy, making you shudder. His flat tongue licking stripes from bottom to top, sucking your clit and going over again, gulping in your juice. 

Your fingers digging in the long, gray strands, rolling against his face, hanging your head back and moaning loudly, toes curling. His hands clamped tightly on your thighs, white marks on your skin in the place he held you. 

“Old man...” You breathed, body shuddering, feeling the coil in your stomach tightening as his tongue slid in and out of you, nose buried in your clit, sending shivers down your body while his beard tickled your legs and ass.

He stuck two fingers along his tongue, your gummy wall squeezing and soaking him as he hit that spot that had you arching your back. You shuddered, grabbing his hair, legs locking his head, a weak moan escaping your lips as you cum in his face. 

He let you calm down, letting go of his head and hair to give one last suck, making you squirm for sensitivity, and pulled away from your body, saying, “So sweet, smart girl.”

You propped yourself up on your elbows, chest heavy and legs wobbly, staring at him — his foggy dark eyes, down his nose glowing, your liquid stuck in his beard. He took off his shirt, showing his body with defined muscles and the strong dark lines- you shivered to see that the lines covered his entire torso. It was scary. 

He smiled sheepishly, his fingers taking a while to undo his trousers, playing with you, watching him while biting your lip. When he slid down his trouser and loincloth, releasing his big, thick cock, a throbbing underside vein, and the tip leaking pre-cum, you were sure this old man would fuck you so well. 

“Lying down for me, smart girl.” You obeyed, making room for him as he hovered over you, arms around your head, your legs around his waist and his cock weighing on your belly. 

Just seeing his cock resting on your belly, your insides twisted in anticipation. That would be so good. 

He grabbed the base and rubbed his cock into your wet folds, lubricating his cock, slowly torturing you. You squeezed him with your legs, receiving a giggle as he aligned his cock with your entrance. You closed your eyes as he pushed the tip, the fat head of his cock splitting you in half.

“Too much?” You agreed, biting your mouth and hands on his shoulders. He chuckled softly and pushed it all in slowly, watching you gasp and wince. “It’s all in, sweetie.”

He started calmly, feeling your walls squeeze his cock with each thrust. The feeling of him moving in and out made you roll your eyes. His girth stretched you up so well that you wanted more and more of that old man. 

“M-More, old man.” You shuddered as he went deep, his waist slamming against yours. 

“Greedy, I see,” He growled and did as asked. He went deep and fast, his heavy balls slapping against your ass and making you moan loudly, swaying on the futon.

“So tight, sweetie.” His voice was quiet, close to your ear as your moans and the wet slick of him moving in and out of you filled the room. 

You clung to his shoulders, pulling him closer, moaning loudly in his ear, wincing with each thrust, making you squint. If you weren’t so dumb fucked by the way his cock stretched you, the tip kissing your cervix and that vein rubbing against your tight wall, you’d be teasing him until you got more, but that was already taking you to the edge.

He engulfed one breast, sucking and biting the nipple and the other squeezing the soft flesh, his cock going in and out fast making you see stars with his mouth open, muttering moans and fingers in between the gray strands.

Oh, that old man was much better than any younger person you’ve been with.

“Shit. If you squeeze me so hard, I’ll cum, sweetie...” He grunted against your breast, mouth wet with saliva and sweat on his forehead. 

You gasped as you felt his thumb circling your clit, still pushing into you. You felt that knot in your stomach tightening, your toes curling up as you pulled him down with your thighs. 

“Cl-close...” He smiled and sped up the movements on your bud and in seconds, your orgasm washed over you, gushing on his cock inside you. Your head falling into the pillow, hair sticking to your face, chest rising and dropping, and legs wobbly. 

“Good girl.” He kissed your sweaty forehead. You opened one eye, seeing him with a furrowed brow, biting his mouth to hold back the moans and his waist shaking. “Damn- I’m close.” 

You grumbled as he pulled out, the feeling of emptiness filling you instead of his big, thick cock. He rested one hand on the futon and the other masturbated his cock. You pulled him into a kiss, muffling his moan as the hot liquid poured your belly. 

His thick ropes are spilling into you for a time, his load so heavy and hot, forming lines on your sweaty skin. You sucked on his lower lip before he pulled away, the gray hair sticking to his forehead, his face in a relaxed expression and glistening with sweat. 

The old man was so good and hot that you felt your pussy aching, even though you had just cum for the second time. You chuckled, remembering that the feeling never misses. And here you were, lying underneath the prettiest old man you’ve ever seen, totally relaxed that he had made you cum twice.

“What’s so funny, smart girl?” He glanced at you, putting his clothes back on. You couldn’t help but feel sad. 

You sat on your heels, the kimono still open, showing off your body and the marks he painted on it, and helped him put on his waistcoat and fix his hair. “It’s just that I knew you differed from the other old men when you walked in.” 

He laughed. “And with that, you had me wrapped around your finger, playing dirty in the tearoom.” You laughed along with him, your arms around his neck, body glued to his back. 

“Sure. I knew you would fuck me really well.” You bit his ear and his hand landed on your thigh, giving it a slight squeeze. 

“A smart girl, indeed.” He said, untangling from your grip and fixed your kimono and hair before standing up. 

“Not a goodbye kiss?” You pouted, staring at him still on the floor. 

“If I kiss you again, I won’t be able to leave and I need to, smart girl.” You knew it would happen. Unlike the other customers who stuck after they finished, this old man was leaving.  

“I’ll see you, at least?” You asked, pinning your hair in a bun again and squeezing the kimono properly. 

“I never settle down, sweetie.” He held your chin as soon as you joined him at the door. 

“A name or not, mysterious sir?” You knew that evasion was a bad sign. It wasn’t uncommon to see men with guns walking around, but old swordsmen coming and going were something to worry about, and that old man had big plans. 

You went down together, entering the chaos of the teahouse again, finding the other old man and the pretty man with scars on his chin standing in the doorway, waiting for him. You watched him join the two of them, swords gracing his broad back and gray hair swaying as he walked, the upright posture of a leader. 

“Hijikata Toshizou, smart girl.”

You smiled, watching him walk away from the store. You knew you’d probably never see that man again, but you couldn’t help but wish a second time would happen.

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[senkutist]

macchiato caramel chapter 7 is out!

ginhiji / hijigin - 🏷️: fluff, first meetings, first dates, au - modern setting & university, crime investigation, coffee shops, eventual smut ++

university teacher!gintoki and police vice-chief!hijikata

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. spread the self-love ❤

aaaaaaaaaa thank you!! <3 this was so fun to think about!

5) RSVP Even if You Aren't Sure You'll Make It, Just In Case; It's Better to Have More Chairs Than Less (Gintama, E, Sakata Gintoki/Hijikata Toushirou) 

The premise is bonkers. I remember having a blast writing it; I just reread it and kept laughing. I also think it's one of my best smut fics.

4) Jobs(s) (Good Omens, T, Aziraphale & Crowley) 

I wrote most of this fic in 2017. I was very happy with the tone and themes but I struggled with the ending; it sat in my drafts for years and I kinda forgot about it. Then in July 2023 I learned there would be a Job minisode in S2, so I rushed to finally finish this and add one line about Gabriel. It’s darker and angrier than ‘A Companion to Owls’ but some details were surprisingly similar - it’s so fun to go back and read it. 

3) “when men like me come around,” my daddy said, “shoot” (Our Flag Means Death, E, Ed/Stede) 

Daddy kink mutual trauma fic I posted on Father’s Day. I'm proud of all of my OFMD fics but I genuinely think this one changed my neurochemistry

2) heart’s desire (Fallen London, T, the Jovial Contrarian & Original Character)

It took me a whole year to write, but I did it! Fallen London has a distinct style pretty different from my natural writing style, so I pushed myself to mimic it. It’s my most OC-centric fic - I wish I’d done more of that. Besides a fun dynamic, in hindsight, it was also about a player character minmaxing factions and the narrative double standard. 

1) Being Alive (Good Omens TV, E, Aziraphale/Crowley)

After S2 I wanted to write a fix-it, but I didn’t feel like writing a plotty, high-stakes fic, and I didn’t want them to quickly make up. I had some idle speculation (what the Book of Life does, America, Bethlehem, Metatron) and it coalesced around the Aziraphale pay-per-view scene and my desire to write first time smut without supernatural powers. Fun fact, I didn’t plan the twist with a minor character towards the end - I only realized it in the middle of writing chapter five and added slightly more evidence. This is the longest fic I've ever finished and it's so dear to me!

[outofmyhead]

Hakuouki ~The Floating World~ Chap. 12

From the author: It should be obvious because Hakuouki franchise in general isn’t suited for younger audience but just to be sure, please be at least 18 before reading it <3 This fanfic series may contain lots of sensitive topics (including blood, gore, death, smut and so on) so isn’t recomended for readers who may feel hurt by these. But if you are still here and want to enjoy some dark themes with pretty boys and a bit too clever Reader/MC, please have a seat ^^

Chapter 12: Hikikomori

You have a feeling it’s been months since they’ve thrown you into the dungeons – commonly named „the room” by them. Without the calendar on the wall, you’ve completely lost track of time. The only things defining the flow of time for you have been sunsets, sunrises and regularly delivered meals.

Is this what the prisoners feel when they have to go through the process of resocialization? Right, if they sentenced you to death, you’d probably be feeling more like a prisoner soon-to-be getting rid of by the country on an unknown date. At least you’re in a situation where you don’t need to fret for your life anymore.

However, even though you used to complain a lot about your job, now you have to admit that without it, you just don’t know what to do. Because how much can you actually rest? When working, humans find a goal in their life and the feeling that their doings hold any meaning. The problem appears the moment you work from dawn till dusk, with no breaks for lunch, or in the company of such annoying coworkers that one may as well off themselves.

And if you are to be completely honest with yourself, you really miss it – or just any – job now. Maybe you’re a typical workaholic, who knows. In the end, even when you were doing something for free, you always give it your all, not rarely bringing unnecessary stress on yourself.

Shame that instead of noticing your good intentions and put them to use, Hijikata decided to depart to the other side of the world – for your nineteenth centuries’ calculations, at least. Osaka may not be as far away as Tokyo (or rather Edo); still, getting there requires much more time than in your world.

You sigh heavily, massaging your aching neck. You’ve tried to change positions during sitting to avoid muscle atrophy. But it’s not like you’ve had that many options to choose from – the room’s small and if you wanted to walk from one side to another, you’d only make a few steps.

Finally, your boredom reaches its peak, winning against your fear of getting punished. It’s not like anyone may use any reprimands on you right now – the NPC Hijikata and the NPC Sannan are in Osaka on a mission anyway. Without them, it may be a bit less lively here but it doesn’t seem like any of the captains are going to be harsh on you… even Okita.

That’s why, you look through the window and – after making sure no one’s around – you go sightseeing. Most of the places are already quite well-known to you by now but you suffer from a lack of company – and this has been rather sparse, as when the vicecommander headed south, the captains have been slacking off with their watch; it wasn’t once or twice for them to leave you alone, probably thinking you won’t try stepping out of the room anyway.

The rest can be found here (ao3)

[fierce-little-miana]

Chapters: 8/8

Fandom: Hakuouki

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Okita Souji/Yukimura Chizuru

Characters: Okita Souji (Hakuouki), Yukimura Chizuru, Nagumo Kaoru, Saitou Hajime (Hakuouki), Toudou Heisuke (Hakuouki), Hijikata Toshizou (Hakuouki), Sannan Keisuke (Hakuouki), Kondou Isami (Hakuouki), Nagakura Shinpachi (Hakuouki), Harada Sanosuke (Hakuouki)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Office, Romantic Fluff, Fluff and Smut, One-sided Toudou Heisuke/Yukimura Chizuru - Freeform, Souji is being difficult, as per usual, Chizuru is the bravest person you know, Implied awful childhood, First Time, kazama is mentioned, no beta we die like nearly all of the Shinsengumi

Series: Part 2 of The phone and the shame

Summary:

Five times Souji reached out half-heartedly and one time he did it properly. Or trying to romance Souji is simpler in modern times but still not easy.

And here is the end of Many Meetings (which turned from a 6 parts story into a 8 parts one, against my will!). I am quite proud of it, even if I am a bit stressed by chapter 7 (mind the E rating for this chapter).

tagging @blueneil and @custarii like last time.

I hope you will like this fic. Please if you find the time, don't hesitate to comment or tell me what you thought about it. You would make my day.

[attackmybutt]

Looking for an RP partner

So... lately I have been having an itch to write/RP... it's been years since I last wrote anything substantial... but I want to hop back onto the "bicycle" so to speak, so here's to some self advertising and info about myself.

Before you proceed, keep in mind I'm 29NB and any future partners willing to RP with me MUST be 21+. I would prefer it if they were 25+ as it would mean they are closer to my age, but I'm not going to be nit picky about the age range as long as they are 21 years old.

I have some RP experience both in tumblr and discord, but as I previously stated, it's been years. I also written a fic here and there, years ago.

My replies tend to vary from one liner sentences to multiple paragraphs in one go or in-between depending on my creative juices. You don't need to match my length (if I get crazy and reply you in one too many multiple paragraphs) if the creative juices aren't flowing.

I am looking for a casual partner, someone who feels comfortable with me and vice versa. Someone who wants to have fin with me and making up stories for our favorite characters/ships.

Also very important for me, communication is key. Specially before starting a RP and during. We have to know each other's squicks, hard no's and anything that could be potentially triggering to either one of us.

I am very open minded and I am willing to RP almost anything for example: smut, GL, BL, HET, dark stuff, violence, gore, bdsm, a/b/o, mpreg/fpreg....etc. Thinking about it, I might just RP about anything as long as it's talked to beforehand, there might be some instances where I might say no, depending on the characters and the story being written. (I'm saying like if the situations call for it I might bre willing to write vore, which I personally don't like)

I shall only RP in discord and discord only. It's easier and cleaner. I ain't going back to tumbr RPing, unless I get begged to go back to that mess. I don't wan't create a character tumblr blog ever again, or do I?

I am an ever loving multi-shipper and love many ships, however I do have my OTPs.

I don't mind doing RP with OCs, whether they be OC x OC, or MC x OC. I do have some OCs that live mostly in my head. (I might share them one day to the world, maybe, maybe not.)

And now... it is time to put down the list of some of the fandoms I am willing to RP and the characters (muses) I am comfortable to RP as and some of the ships that go with it. (Bold means I feel way more comfortable than usual writing for the character, don't know why, some characters just sing to my soul I guess?) Regardless, I'll RP as anyone and I'll do any ships, unless they are a NOTP. This is just a sample list, if you decide to RP with me, we can talk more in depth about it.

Jujutsu Kaisen -I am all caught up with the manga- (muses: Gojo Satoru, Itadori Yuuji, Nanami Kento, Zenin Maki, Todo Aoi) (Ships: Any/Yuuji, Maki/Nobara, Satoru/Suguru, Nanami/Vacation, etc...)

Chainsaw Man -I am all caught up with the manga- (muses: Denji, Power) (ships: any/any)

Gintama -I am feeling nostalgic- (muses: Shimura Shinpachi, Sakata Gintoki, Kondo Isao, Okita Sougo) (ships: ginshin, kondo/okita, hijikata/okita...etc)

Dragon Ball (muses: Son Goku, Vegeta, Bulma..etc) (ships: any)

Demon Slayer (muses: Kamado Tanjiro, Agatsuma Zenitsu, Rengoku Kyojuro, Uzui Tengen) (ships: any)

Uh... those are the ones that are coming up with some character preference... Here's another list of other fandoms I am in and are willing to RP. It is mixed media, not only anime like the above list.

Daimond no Acce

A Song of Ice and Fire (that includes the shitshow that GoT became)

House of the Dragon

SuperBat (yes, just the ship. I am familiar with DC to some degree, movies, some cartoons -Justice League-)

Marvel (I'm stuck in stucky, but I am more comfortable with Marvel than I am with DC)

Naruto (No Boruto anything.)

Bleach

Fate Series

JoJo

Eyeshield21

...and more... just ask and I shall let you know. If you decide we would be a good RP, just sent me a message here in tumblr or an ask. (and pray I actually see it cause I'm bad with that kind of stuff)

[nasuversekinkmeme]

WEEKLY ROUNDUP: PROMPTS (18/12 - 24/12)

FGO

cernpriestess (or baobhan) allowing (aka. FORCING) despactio knight Tristan to be a cernpriest. Chaos ensures.

Mash travel to Japan after everything end and Fujimaru Ritsuka's gone. She meet heartbroken Fujimaru couple who give out missing person poster to bystander and ask them for info of their missing kid

smut, Osakabehime asks for one of the female servants to pose for her newest doujin, cue Osakabe getting dommed

Koyanskaya is somehow convinced by Osakabehime to make Fortnite real. Reactions among the Servants and Staff of Chaldea vary wildly at the news, but the ensuing chaos was well worth the investment for the CEO of NFF Services. Alliances are made, backs are stabbed, and bullets shred the landscape, all while Koyanskaya makes profit off of cosmetics and accessories she sells at exorbitant prices.

The Grand Order is finished, the world is saved, and all can finally relax. Ritsuka allows the Servants to go on vacation on the outside world so long as they don’t break anything and to fix it if they do. Shenanigans include: David bragging he is the same David of the Bible and nobody believing him until he speaks a dialect of Hebrew extinct for the past few thousand years, Hijikata on a worldwide trip to buy as many pickles as possible to win a bet, Columbus being tried and imprisoned for the crimes he commited in life, Achilles racing a taxi driver and somehow losing, and Sanzang accidentally recreating Journey to the West while on a roadtrip.

[camuslittlesister]

Summer of Smut 2023 - 2

It's My Life

Prompt Beach Bar Flirting Ends in One-Night-Stand (a day late, soz ^^') Otome Hakuoki SSL Ship Harada x female OC Warning It partly takes place in the context of a scene in the game so could be considered a spoiler. Also the characters are true to their SSL personalities and situations, so that could be considered a spoiler too. It’s also again very plot heavy, I’m an Energetics blueprint (look it up, it'll be worth it)

It's my life It's now or never But I ain't gonna live forever I just want to live while I'm alive - Bon Jovi

"What's with that sour face, Toshi?" I was sitting at a table in a far corner of the bar area at the water park, my colleagues and friends Toshizo Hijikata and Keisuke Sanan glaring at each other while the old pal Shinpachi Nagakura scoured the menu back and forth looking for the cheapest item that would provide the highest amount of food "I'm going to pick up the tab" I announced, hoping it'd make Shinpachi speed up his decision-making. 

"You did not die for a bit of water in the face, and anyway look at how cute they are. We must accept that we aren't that young anymore" I took a glance at Todou and Yukimura at the other side of the bar as I left the table. Ah, teenage love. A feeling I hadn't felt in a long time. Love at all had been a feeling I hadn't felt in a long time, but as a high school teacher with mostly male colleagues stuck in Tokyo for the summer holidays there weren't that many opportunities for the kind of whirlwind romance you have on holiday. My parents kept bugging me about settling down, but that felt just as far away. I smiled wryly as I leaned on the bar, taking my place in the queue, looking back at my friends looking a little more relaxed than when I left them. 

Soon I was taken back to Earth by the light touch of someone bumping into me. "Oh, I'm sorry" it was a woman's voice with a cute accent. I replied that it was not a problem, not paying much attention to what must have happened. My turn came, and I ordered our drinks and Shinpachi's huge parfait. I heard the same voice again, speaking in English to the Japanese friend who was with her: "Must be nice being a man that fit, I'd have needed 3 trips for our order if you didn't come..."  that fit...that's a compliment, right? I finally turned in their directions as I made to leave the bar. She didn't notice, as they were by then making their order. 

"Hey Sano, why so distracted today?" Shinpachi was talking to me but my mind was clearly somewhere else. I realised I had been looking at the girls a few tables away from us, absentmindedly. There was four of them. Keisuke smirked, noticing that I averted my eyes, and turned around to see where from. "There's four of us, and four young women. Maybe losing to Todou was not bad after all" before I could realise what was going on, he was half the way to their table. I could not hear the conversation, but it was easy enough to imagine. He addressed the Japanese girl as the group spokesperson, in keigo with his melodic intonation that really was more like a snake trying to ensnare a prey, bowing elegantly like he was paying court to the daughter of a lord or something. It wasn't too long before he came back with a triumphant smile on his face, four young women and their drinks following behind him like a bridal procession. 

Shinpachi shot up to attention like a lazy soldier caught red-handed taking a nap, looking around for extra chairs. Keisuke had thought of everything, though. The table next to ours had already vacated, making it easy to just move it closer so we could all fit around it. "I'm going to buy us another round. What would you girls like?" they made their choices and then he confirmed if we just wanted to stick to the same. A petite girl with brown hair that reminded me of Yukimura asked him if he needed a hand since there were 8 of us, and they left while the other girls spread around the table to mingle with us rather than all sit on one side like a singles mixers. 

The girl from the bar sat between Toshi and I. I panicked: the old grump had a 50/50 chance of ruining our time together. She looked amused as she leaned back on the chair at a 45º angle, like she knew the vantage point it gave to her figure in the stylish black one piece she was wearing: "My last day in Tokyo and I'm finally meeting people other than my friends." We talked about where she was going next and for how long, how she had made these friends since she knew them before the trip and was visiting, what her life was like in her home city. Toshi chimed in every so often, clearly listening to the conversation but not bothered enough to participate in it fully, but it was mostly as if we were alone. It wasn't long before we were bantering back and forth, by then on our third or fourth round of cocktails. 

"Do you girls have any plans for your last night in Tokyo?" I asked, as the sun was beginning to set, letting us know it was almost time they'd close the establishment. "Nothing set in stone" she replied, her tone an open invitation. It was as if the left the ball in my court: she made it clear she was not desperate for the attention, while letting me know she was open to an invitation. "I know an amazing rooftop lounge where we could grab some food and see one of the best views in the city..." we exchanged phone numbers and a promise to meet again later that night.

"Are your friends okay with you not spending your last night with them?" I asked her, trying to hide how nervous I felt seeing her dressed up in a low cut evening dress, her makeup enhancing her already incredible feature. I had seen her with just a swimsuit and, yet, her sex appeal had shot through the roof as she swayed her hips on her heeled sandals on her way to me. "I think they would be way more mad at me if I didn't spend it with you, to be honest..." 

The relaxed atmosphere of the late afternoon couldn't feel any more distant as I felt conscious of her every move. The way she caressed the side of her champagne glass as I talked, and how her lips parted seductively whenever she brought the glass to her lips. The way her chest leaned forward as she ate. The way her eyes lit up when she talked about something she was passionate about. I was captivated. Knowing it was her last night in Tokyo was a bittersweet feeling, she was a woman I could see myself falling in love with, but at the same time there was a thrill to knowing we only had that one night, and she would always live in this suspended realm of possibilities. 

"Shall we dance?" I asked her extending my hand towards her after our dessert plates had been cleared. She took it, and let me lead her to the dance floor area of the lounge. It was busy as all popular spots are, and the closeness of her body made me somewhat tense. I wondered how she felt, as she touched me playfully, coquettishly even. "What time do you leave?" I asked her, as the night turned into morning. "My train is not until the afternoon..." she replied, a knowing smile on her lips. "How about we take it somewhere we can be alone? I promise you'll make your train" "If you don't mind, my hotel isn't very far..." we called the cab and I sat next to her, my hand casually on her thigh to mask how I was excited like I hadn't been in a long time, even though I was far from an inexperienced teenager.

She opened the door and turned on the light, and I was able to notice some dresses on the chair and her makeup all over the vanity before all I could see was her, her arms wrapped around my neck. I wrapped mine around her back and leaned down to kiss her. I don't know how long I kissed her for, it felt both like an eternity and not long enough, as I savoured her like fine sake. I only know that we started by the door, and we parted with her sitting on the bed in front of me, her dress on the floor and my shirt unbuttoned. She looked beautiful in black lace, her red lipstick now vanished to a mere tint. 

I took off the shirt as she reached for my belt, and I rushed to help her out like every second wasted not feeling her was one too many. She looked down at my erection with a pleased expression, but I stopped her hand reaching out for me. She looked puzzled. Was I truly her first unselfish lover? I held her hands laced with mine as I kissed her neck, trailing my lips down her collarbone, pulling down her bra straps with my teeth before lying her down on to the bed and finally let go of her hands to play with her breasts. I unclasped the bra and she took it off, her hands reaching for my shoulders as if she understood I didn't want her near my penis yet. I took off her knickers and parted her legs. 

She looked surprised when I just didn't push myself in, but soon relaxed into my touch as I checked how wet she was (a lot) and how ready she was. She felt tense around my finger, so I whispered in her ear, as low as my voice would go: "Let me spoil you like the princess you are." She settled on her back as I reached as far as I could go, massaging her clitoris at the same time until I felt her tension go with her orgasm. I whispered again: "The sounds you make are so sweet". I kissed her again, taking it deeper as I made my way inside her at last. 

I started slow and deliberate, pushing as far as I could, feeling for her reaction, then picking up the pace faster and harder, her body moving in sync with mine like a boat on a wave, her moans pushing me further and further into my own pleasure. I laid down next to her, breathless, and she curled up on my chest as if we were long-time lovers. She kissed me where my heart was beating so much faster: "It's almost tragic that we only had one night."

CC:  @voltage-vixen 🖤 @xxsycamore​ 🖤

[senkutist]

macchiato caramel

tags 🏷️: fluff, first meetings, first dates, getting together, family fluff, AU - modern setting, AU - college, crime investigation, coffee shops, eventual smut.

warning: graphics description of violence and mature content!

university professor!gintoki and police vice-chief!hijikata

words: 23.7k (until now)

chapters: 6/?

→ read it here

OBS.: this fanfic is a remake of an old fanfic of mine (of the same name). this time, it contains a coherent story and improved writing!

[the-bird-and-the-flute]

Hakuoki - Modern AU - Teacher

Pairing: Female reader x Hijikata

Warnings: none

Word counts: 454

A/N: I had the idea to write about school AU with hijikata after I read a bit about the plot of hakuoki SSL (they will release this game on switch this year btw. But no idea if they’ll one day localize it). Y/N is not based on hakuoki’s MC (Chizuru).

I don’t know how many chapters this fic will have. So far, there are no warnings, but I can’t promise I won’t add some smut or triggering topics in the next chapters.

And I don’t intend to post one chapter a day/week. I’ll try to give a proper end to this fic as soon as possible, but the truth is that it can take months to finish it.

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CHAPTER 1

Y/N – “So, you are saying you know how to improve my humor?”

Kondou – “Precisely! I know exactly what you need to smile again. Look right there.”

Y/N – “Oh my fucking god! Who is that ikemen in the library?”

Kondou – “Hey, lady! Watch your mouth! We are at the school.”

Y/N – (gets excited) “Kondou, help. He is so hot! How come I have never seen this guy before?”

Kondou – “Hehehe. That’s a good question.”

Kondou – “So… Did your humor improve a little bit?”

Y/N – “Yep. You do know what I like haha.”

Kondou – *chuckles* “I’m glad I could help. That’s what friends are for.”

Y/N – “Well… I think I owe you one now. Let me know if you need anything.”

Kondou – “Don’t mention it.”

Y/N – “Who is that guy, by the way?”

Kondou – “Oh, he is a teacher here. And my friend. Oh, and he is also my assistant principal.”

Y/N – “Damn… This one sure works a lot. You better give a raise to your friend later ahaha.”

Y/N – “Oh, speaking of which… it looks like he just saw us. And he seems angry. Maybe he wants to talk to you. I better get going now. See ya!”

Kondou – “Y/N, wait! Don’t you want to know him? I can…”

Before Kondou could finish his sentence, Y/N is already far away. And walking at a fast pace to get to her appointment on time.

Hijikata – “Hey, Kondou-san, who was that woman?”

Kondou – “Oh, hi, Toshi. I hope we didn’t interrupt your work.”

Hijikata – “Not really, but why were you two staring at me?”

Kondou – “Oh, about that… haha.”

Kondou – “You know, you are very popular with the ladies.”

Hijikata – “Right… Well, anyway, care to say who is she?”

Kondou – “Oh, right! Y/N is a friend of mine I met two years ago when I went to visit the international school she works at. She is here in Tokyo to attend a school conference.”

Hijikata – “I see. So she was here to talk about business or something? I’m sure everything was already ready for the conference. I checked myself.”

Kondou – “No, no, no. As I said, you are popular with the ladies.”

Hijikata – “Well, if you are not going to say it, so be it. I’m heading home.”

Hijikata – “Ah, and before I forget. Don’t you try to set me up on another date. Just like you said, the school conference is coming. I don’t have time for this.”

Kondou – “Geez, Toshi. She is a very pretty lady, you know? A lot of men would die just to get a chance to go on a date with her. You are not getting young…”

And just like Y/N, Hijikata left Kondou speaking to himself without saying another word.

[youredyingthatsallthereis]

thinking about my neglected t4t hijikata/gintoki smut fic ive been neglecting while i work on cod shit 😭 those gay ass losers deserve each other so much

[future-dregs]

Fanfic Friday! (Smut edition 🔞)

(Ha ha, oh guys do you remember the few weeks when I used to do these? Ha ha)

So anyway! We're gonna try again, and this, we're getting sexy~

💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

Cut Me, Sharpen Me by gayvillians

Billy would probably be the death of him.

Fandom - Scream

Pairing - Billy/Stu

Notes - If I'm being genuine, it's not the most in character thing around, but it's not distractingly out of character either, plus it was just really fun to read.

A Waste of Good Suffering by williamshooketh

Billy had known for years that he got off on the fucked-up stuff. He just couldn't let other people have that part of him.

He couldn't let Stu have that part of him.

Fandom - Scream

Pairing - Billy/Stu

Notes - Straight up, my favorite Scream fic I've read thus far. I think Billy is done really well in here, and I like the way the author wrote the knifeplay. I come back to reread this one often.

Algolagnia by Xela

Leave it to Foggy Nelson to have to teach Matt Murdock that all pain is not created equal, and whatever he needs is his for the asking. OR: Matt is the worst baby sub, and for some reason everyone expects Foggy to lead him down the primrose BDSM path.

Fandom - Daredevil

Pairing - Matt/Froggy

Notes - My absolute favorite thing about this fic is the way it handles kink, BDSM, and and the intricacies that come with it. I randomly decided to read this one day, and I'm so very glad that I did. I'm not even a part of this fandom, but my fanfic experience would be lesser without it. (Also that wax scene? OOF!)

For Life by KakashiSensei

Three wives and their new husband get to know each other. Sometimes, it only takes one night to become friends and partners for life.

Fandom - Kimetsu no Yaiba

Pairing - Uzui and his wives

Notes - I haven't found much that deals with them and their polyamory in an equal way, but this one does, and sweetly too.

Police Dog by surveycorpsjean

Yahaba takes home a gruff looking, beat up dog. He patches his ear, and wraps his leg, and goes to sleep.

The next morning he wakes up to a hot guy rummaging through his kitchen.

“I took a pair of your shorts.” He says, standing up and away from the fridge. “Hope that’s a’ight with you.”

Fandom - Haikyu!!

Pairing - Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru

Notes - Police and shapeshifter AU. Chapter six is the only thing I can think about, I'm sorry. (Sometimes I go back and reread just that one).

coffee, god, and cigarettes by charmanander

Takeda isn’t sure where the steam ends and where the smoke begins, all wafting up into the dingy kitchen air and clouding around their heads in a thick, pungent fog.

aka ukai contributes to second hand smoking and takeda lets him

Fandom - Haikyu!!

Pairing - Ukitake

Notes - Blowjobs, shotguns, and the pale yellow light of a kitchen. (No lie, I read this one after I wrote my own Ukitake fic, and I kinda got jealous because I WISH I'd wrote this.)

Isn't it supposed to be pollen? by mikansei

Two idiots catch a cold, and all hell breaks loose.

Fandom - Gintama

Pairing - Hijikata Toshirou/Okita Sougo

Notes - Sex pollen and silliness. Also kinda sweet.

💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

So there we go! Honestly I haven't read fic in so long, and this post was kind of born out of me missing that.

Mind the tags, and I'll see you next week! *fingers crossed that I don't forget*