#hijikata x reader

[chugging-bleach]

"EVEN IF YOU DON'T LOVE ME BACK, I LOVE YOU" - love confessions with the gintama men.

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includes. Gintoki, Hijikata, Katsura x gn!reader

summary. the way you fell head over heels for the idiot, confessed your love and where you got a confession back, much to your surprise.

tags. love confessions, fluff, light angst, hurt/comfort, being confessed back to, rejection, love at first sight, unrequited feelings

a/n. this is the first reader insert tumblr post i have attempted. if you don't want to read the rejection of the confession part it has been marked as 'alternate// rejection,' so feel free to skip it. thank you and please let me know how you like it <3 feel free to request other gintama characters! i plan to write for ayame and tsukuyo next so stay tuned for that :) i hope you have as much fun reading as i had writing this!

also shameless plug but consider checking out my <y/n> fic on AO3 about drunken shenanigans with the entire gintama gang <3 - The Baby Daddy deserves to suffer as much as the Baby Mommy to birth an abomination

SAKATA GINTOKI.

how you fall in love.

you were facing a large dilemma and had nowhere to go for a solution and are directed to the Yorozuya's doorstep

you are in denial about it but it was love at first sight, you know you have gone insane when a man guzzling down strawberry milk is attractive to you

maybe you just need to get laid

or maybe just maybe you can't look away from his neck, they way his adam's apple bobs as he gulps it down like water and how you can see his chest exposed a little with his shabby yukata

or the way he says "i'll handle it" knowing full well he won't but you can't help but trust him

your confession.

"the jobs over. you can get rid of me now."

that's the problem. you don't want to leave. you're on the back of his scooter since he offered to drop you home

after all, he caused more trouble than the job was in the first place, where your main job split off into mini jobs which you had to tackle along with the main job???

honestly, you're just happy that you spent more time with him before you had to part ways

"i didn't know you were that scared of scooters." you were gripping tightly as if you never wanted to let go of him

"your scooter might just break down. better to take you down with me"

is what you meant to say but instead you said

"i like you, Yorozuya-san. i like you a lot."

he actually falls off the scooter and both of you tumble in a heap together, thankfully uninjured apart from the pain of the intense silence that descends

you're both panting loudly and are too afraid to break the silence

"i'll...walk the rest of the way" more than him, you want to save yourself the ache

with a heavy heart you scramble to your feet, ready to wallow and drag yourself back to your house

"wait up. if you think this is going to be payment i need to correct you! you need to pay real money, tricks won't work..."

his voice falters. your eyes are clear and barely containing the emotion brimming in them.

he has to answer you

his confession.

"don't look at me like that. help me up."

you snap out of your trance and reach a hand out with your heart beating rapidly

he grasps your hand, wrapping his fingers around you. you try not to linger too much on the touch, tighten your grip and pull.

the opposite force pulls you forward and you fall to the floor and are being pulled into his lap

not pushed away not at all

"now then, there's a lot of strawberry milk you owe me for all this trouble."

that's as much as a confession as you will get from him and it's more than enough, more than you ever thought you would get. he holds you as tears stream down your face silently.

alternate// rejection.

he falters starting and stopping his sentence multiple times, struggling to find the right words.

you want to snap at him in frustration, that he just cut to the chase and be done with it

you remind yourself that this is difficult for him too

he brushes the dust from his soft, white hair that you won't even get to sink your hands into nor wind around your fingers

when he looks you in the eye, you know his answer and you know what he'll say

"i will always accept you as a prized customer, -sama!"

you give a shaky smile, hoping that the darkness of the night is enough to hide the tears falling down your face and you walk away with a taste like rotten strawberries on your lips

HIJIKATA TOSHIRO

how you fall in love.

your boss is relentless, sending you out on random errands all day, thinking of you as his personal maid more than an employee

today you're on your fifth cigarette run of the day, buying for the entire office

the usual vending machine is out-of-service so you go to the trashy one which is a long walk away

once you get there, you see the rusty exterior and sigh, thinking of how many dimes the machine will eat before actually spitting out the cigarette box

you also see a man, casually leaning on the other side of the machine smoking. a man you recognise as the demon vice captain of the shensengumi.

you freeze in your steps, scared as if you committed a crime, when in fact you are innocent

he stubs out his cigarette on the side of the machine and tosses it. it lands on your arm and you yelp in pain. he looks startled and slowly realises what happened.

"ahh, i... miss...um..."

why is the police officer scared in this situation? you speak up, clutching your slightly stinging hand "it's not a bother, officer. i was wondering if you can help me with this machine? the one i frequent is out of service and my boss needs me to buy some. how many coins will this machine eat?"

your simple request with easy instructions activates 'officer helping civilian mode' and he goes ahead and shakes the machine violently. a box of the worst brand that your boss will curse you for, Mayoboros with the mayonnaise filter falls out.

you stare at him as he hands you the box. your voice catches in your throat and you're instantly smitten. he's devilishly handsome. you notice his face has a shallow cut on it.

"here," you remove the backing from a bandage in your bag and place it on his cheek. you're on your tip toes and his breath fans your forehead. "thank you for the cigarettes, officer."

"hijikata toshiro at your service miss, your boss will appreciate those cigarettes."

your boss, in fact did not appreciate them. you tune out the yelling by recalling how close you were to him.

your confession.

you frequent this rusty vending machine even though the previous good one is back in service. you just want to see him again and again. without fail, he's always there and you wonder whether is it because he's just a nicotine fiend or because he wants to see you too

immediately you banish that thought out of your head.

you arrive again and as usual he's leaning against the side of the machine but this time he has bigger bandages covering his face, neck and body

he moves to shake the machine like he does but you stop him, stilling him by placing your hands on his shoulder. he moves away from the vending machine, quietly looking at you and waiting, a cigarette dangling from the side of his mouth.

you show him the box of cigarettes sticking out of your pocket and gulp the lump in your throat. it is now or never. you have to, need to know his answer.

"i like being around you. i like being around you a little too much." the smoke from his cigarette is fanning your face making you feel more light-headed. "i want to be around you more."

your sentences are awkward and you couldn't look him in the eye while you could feel his eyes on you the entire time.

his confession.

he takes a puff of his cigarette. you watch the smoke curl up in the air, bracing yourself for the worst. he shifts around uncomfortably, awkwardly closing the distance between you and then just as quickly moving away.

you dare to look at his face to see the calmness is gone. pink is dusting his cheeks under the bandages and the image of the cool police officer cracks. he looks so adorable trying to bid for time by smoking slower.

"i need to leave for the office soon."

hijikata was always a man of few words. he placed his hand on the top of your head and ruffled your hair gently, sighing the entire time. words were escaping him.

"would you want to get dinner with me after work?"

you expected a lot of responses but this one exceeded your expectations and was the best one

"absolutely!" you beam and he gives you a small smile in response to your big toothy grin

in another unexpected moment, he presses a kiss to the top of your head and you just melt on the spot, now it's your turn to be a blushing mess

"see you tonight"

alternate// rejection.

hijikata and you maintain eye contact. you can see he feels the same way. but something is holding him back.

he swings his shenshingumi jacket over his shoulder, never moving his gaze away from your face.

"i get into a lot of trouble. wouldn't want a pretty thing like you to worry over me."

you don't want to understand how he can reciprocate the same feelings and yet still flat out reject you. you don't want to understand his reasons.

you especially do not want to think about how this might be the last time he decides to see you since you decided to reveal your feelings. you knew the risk this carried and it blew up all over your face. a strong wave of self-hatred washes over you. if only you hadn't confessed, you would have been able to see him everyday. maybe if you confessed at a later day, things might have turned out differently.

he snaps you out of the loop, placing the jacket around your shoulders. you didn't realise you were shuddering from the weight of the situation, from the effort of reeling back the strong wave of negative emotions being set off inside you

you pull it close to you absently. hiijikata closes the gap between the two of you, lightly, barely brushing his lips against yours. before he could get carried away, he pressed a few chaste kisses on your forehead and temples

there was another reason to him ending it and you respect him enough to watch him walk away just as quickly as he had closed the distance

he left his jacket behind and sure enough there's a cigarette and lighter in the pocket. you light your first and last cigarette of the time being and wonder as you cough loudly, the smoke which is the only reason there are fat tears on your cheeks and your throat is scratchy

will you wait?

KATSURA KOTARO

how you fell in love.

someone left their kasa hat at your store so you decide to give it to the local lost and found when the owner doesn't come to pick it up from your store for over a month now

all you remember is the man rushing into the store, taking his hat off, letting long black hair down which mesmerised you, wearing a ridiculous plastic moustache disguise and pretending to peruse your goods. you were planning to kick him out despite how pretty he was since this eye candy was just being a nuisance.

before you could say anything he said "stay calm."

a bunch of dangerous street samurai swarmed your shop and you couldn't in fact "stay calm," looking at their swords, thinking of the damage they could do. this shop took a lot of money to make and keep running and you didn't want it ripped to shreds

thankfully, there were no other customers so you played dumb and said "welcome! how may i help you gentlemen?" hoping that your fear didn't show

they looked directly at the only other person in the store the "stay calm" man and you knew a fight would break out. bracing for the worst and calculating the damages bill (more scary than all these men combined), they said "that man did not have a moustache. he's managed to escape!"

you are dumbfounded that the disguise worked. once they all left, the man took the hat and 'disguise' off. "do you want to buy anything?" you ask. "no but i owe you a favour."

"then get out! don't bring trouble to my shop!”

since then, you haven't seen him and thought he would come back for his hat. on the way to the lost and found, you unexpectedly bump into him again.

this time he is wearing an afro. on top of his long hair.

"your hat, sir. you left it in my shop." he takes it from you and bows deeply, walking you back to the shop. "stay safe," you want to scream that he's the shadiest character ever but smile.

after that, you keep meeting him in random 'disguises,' which have a 100% success rate of working.

your confession.

you don't enjoy the brief meetings and clashes. you want to know more about him. "remember you said that you owe me a favour?" you say, heat rising to your cheeks.

this time, he's only wearing sunglasses and his signature hat. you have seen his posters everywhere KATSURA THE TERRORIST. well, he makes a pretty shitty runaway criminal but there must be some magic in those disguises.

"yes, in fact you can ask me two things. you gave my hat back to me."

you didn't want to bring up the fact that he should owe you more since you saved him from being found multiple times by swallowing your pride and playing the hysterical woman card

there are, more important things you want to ask him

"one should be enough. can we get ramen?"

you thought he would be dense and not understand what you were getting at, so then you would have used the second favour

his confession.

you flick the end of his hat, startling him and knocking it sideways. he totally was hiding being flustered under the hat and worrying at the edge of his lips.

"i...don't exactly know about timings. it's always random."

"i can wait, then you can pay me back again for waiting. my shop can be your home."

blush colours your cheeks as you realise what you just said. you want to spontaneously combust. you move your head, hoping your hair falls and covers you enough.

katsura moves the hair out of the way and beams at her. “i know of a good ramen place. why wait let’s go now.”

alternate// rejection.

no he didn’t get it.

he considers your offer way too seriously. he didn’t get the underlying message.

“sure. let’s go now. there’s a place around here.”

you didn’t get your answer but you might say something at some point during the ramen eating.

he stops you in front of ‘Hokuto Shinken ramen shop’ with the sign falling off. a blonde lady comes outside, throwing a pan at katsura, who promptly dodges.

“i brought a customer here! this doesn’t bode well for you!” the lady looks annoyed and you can’t blame her. it is annoying to have katsura in your shop with all sorts of people looking for him all the time.

“that doesn’t mean you bring yourself too!”

you’re glad katsura didn’t get what you were trying to say. you didn’t know there already was someone else since you barely knew anything about him. you start walking away, trying to ignore the tightness in your chest.

“wait up! forget this fool! i’m nishiki and i’ll bring you the best ramen you’ve ever had!”

“the soba is much better,” katsura said only to get hit in the head. you think about slithering away and making an excuse but instead you decide to stay.

“a bowl of ramen sounds divine.”

[starlightanya0wsblog]

♡~Making Gintoki Sakata flustered!~♡

This is how I imagine Y/n stealing a kiss from Gintoki when she wants to annoy him ;)

Hope you enjoy<3

(I love him<3)

*Y/n smiling softly at Gintoki*

Gintoki: *was trying to read Jump*

Stop staring at me like that you idiot *all flustered and red*

Y/n: Aww you're a little tsundere sometimes (^w^)

Gintoki: I'm not a tsundere! I'm just annoyed that you look at me with those eyes that makes my heart skip a beat.

Y/n: Then do something to stop me

Gintoki: *grabs her chin*

Maybe I should shut you up then.

Y/n: Maybe you should yeah

Gintoki: Tch...you're such a pain in the ass, you know?

*Presses his lips against hers*

Y/n: *smiles in the kiss*

Gintoki: *pulls away from the kiss*

That'll shut you up for a while...

*Confident*

Y/n: Mmm, I'm not sure, I don't think that was enough...

Gintoki: Not enough, huh? You're such a pain.

*Grabs her and pins her against the wall before kissing her again*

One thing is for sure, Gintoki definitely didn't finished Jump that day.

[doki-doki-imagines]

could i please request fluff hcs w gintoki / hijikata sitting under sakura trees and just chilling. tysm :)

Gintoki Sakata:

-Ohhhhh Gin lives for this moment of peace and quiet.

-His partner head laying on his lap, petals flying around the air and often falling on your face making you look more like a deity than a human

-Gin has to keep himself from whistling at your beauty; he doesn't want to wake up a deity from their beauty sleep, he already has overpowered beings angry at him.

-His back is on the tree, his hands behind his natural perm, no kids, no problems.-If only his days could always be like this.

-When you wake up, you'll eat your sandwitches (Gin ones are signed because nobody could eat that dog food), chatting, but mostly enjoying each other presence.

Hijikata Toushirou:

-A day without Kondo and that walking red flag; is this paradise?

-You don't nap with him, you mostly spend the day chatting under the cherry tree, basking in each other presence.

-But you eat, and drink (more on his side) and enjoy the scenery (Toshirou relaxed face is something to be framed).

-"You have something on your face" Toshirou tells you, voice raspier than usual.

-Your eyes widened when you feel his dry lips touching the corner of yours, heat flood your face, while you feel your soul thanking all the gods for the liquid courage that inhibited your boyfriend shame.

-"You have something too-" Toushirou doesn't have the time to react, you lips plant on his ones and he reciprocated the moment the gears in his head started working.

-You spend the rest of the day in each other embrace, kisses planted on each other face, arms keeping you impossibly close.

[youatemylollipop]

Kamui, Gintoki and Hijikata (separately) reaction to their partner scratching affectionately their head? Or being more cuddly than usual? Thanks!

A/N: Sorry for making you wait! I hope this suits your tastebuds. ;)

Ft: Hijikata Tōshirō, Kamui & Sakata Gintoki (Gintama).

Hijikata Tōshirō

➵ At first, Hijikata might be a bit taken aback by his partner's sudden displays of affection. He's used to being the one in charge and doesn't always know how to respond when someone shows him kindness. But deep down, he appreciates the attention and secretly enjoys the feeling of his partner's fingers running through his hair.

➵ Hijikata might try to hide his softer side from his partner, but Gintoki sees right through him. Whenever Hijikata's partner scratches his head, Gintoki can't help but tease him about it. "Looks like you're getting soft, Hijikata-kun," he'll say with a grin. Hijikata will scowl and tell him to mind his own business, but he secretly likes the attention.

➵ At times, Hijikata's partner might catch him off guard by being more cuddly than usual. Hijikata is used to being alone and doesn't always know how to react when someone wants to be close to him. But he's secretly grateful for the companionship and will let his guard down when he feels comfortable around his partner.

➵ When his partner scratches his head, he might let out a soft sigh of contentment. It's a small gesture, but it means a lot to him. He'll lean into their touch and close his eyes, letting himself relax for a moment. But he'll never admit how much he enjoys it, not even to himself.

➵ Sometimes, Hijikata's partner might catch him off guard by being too affectionate in public. He's not used to PDA and doesn't want to draw attention to himself, but his partner doesn't seem to care. Gintoki might see them and make a joke about it, but Hijikata will just scowl and tell him to f*ck off. Deep down, though, he likes the attention and the feeling of being wanted.

➵ And sometimes, when his partner scratches his head, he'll involuntarily let out a small moan of pleasure. He'll quickly catch himself and clear his throat, trying to cover up his embarrassment. Gintoki might overhear and tease him mercilessly about it, but Hijikata will just scowl and tell him to sh*t up.

➵ If Hijikata's partner is particularly persistent in their displays of affection, he might start to get flustered. He's not used to being the one on the receiving end of so much attention, and he doesn't always know how to handle it. He'll start fidgeting and avoiding eye contact, trying to find a way out of the situation without hurting his partner's feelings.

➵ On rare occasions, when Hijikata is feeling particularly vulnerable, he might initiate physical contact with his partner. He'll never admit it out loud, but sometimes he just needs to feel someone's warmth and reassurance. He'll wrap his arms around his partner and hold them close, relishing in the feeling of their bodies pressed together.

➵ When Hijikata's partner is being cuddly, Gintoki might make jokes about them being a couple. Hijikata will bristle at the implication and tell Gintoki—how many times has he told that sperm haired a**hole to quit bothering them already?—to go and jump off a building. Deep down, however, he'll feel a flicker of something warm in his chest. He'll quickly squash the feeling, though, telling himself that it's just silly sentimentality.

➵ Despite his tough exterior, Hijikata secretly enjoys being taken care of. If he's feeling stressed or overwhelmed, his partner might offer to give him a massage or cook him a meal. Hijikata will grumble and protest, but secretly he'll be touched by their kindness. He'll never admit it out loud, though, not wanting to seem weak or needy.

➵ Overall, Hijikata might act tough and unapproachable, but he secretly craves the attention and affection of his partner. When they scratch his head or cuddle with him, he'll try to hide his softer side, but he can't help but feel grateful for the companionship.

You were sitting on the couch with Hijikata after a long day of work, absently scratching his head while he read a book. He seemed to be enjoying it, but you could tell he was trying to hide it.

"What are you doing?" he grumbled, swatting your hand away.

"Just giving you a little scratch," you said, smiling at him. "You seemed tense."

"I'm fine," he said, but he didn't push your hand away when you started scratching again.

As you worked your fingers through his hair, you noticed his breathing start to slow down and his eyes start to droop. He leaned into your touch, letting out a small sigh of contentment.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" you teased.

"I'm not enjoying anything," he said, but you could hear the smile in his voice.

After a few minutes, you stopped scratching his head and instead wrapped your arms around him, pulling him close. He tensed up at first, but then relaxed into your embrace.

"What are you doing?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

"Just cuddling," you said, burying your face in his neck. "Is that okay?"

"I guess," he said, but you could tell he was secretly enjoying it. He wrapped his arms around you and held you close, his chin resting on the top of your head.

For a while, you just sat there in comfortable silence, enjoying each other's company. Then, Hijikata broke the silence.

"Thank you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

"For what?" you asked, looking up at him.

"For... this," he said, gesturing to your embrace. "I... I appreciate it."

You smiled at him and leaned in for a kiss, which he eagerly returned. As you pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours.

"Don't tell anyone about this," he said, but you could tell he was joking.

"Your secret is safe with me," you said, grinning at him.

As you settled back into your cuddle, you could feel Hijikata's breathing start to slow down and even out. You knew he was falling asleep, but you didn't want to disturb him. You stayed there, wrapped up in each other's arms, until you both fell asleep on the couch.

Kamui

➵ Confusion and Discomfort - Kamui is not used to receiving affection from anyone, so when his partner starts scratching his head or cuddling with him, he might feel uncomfortable and unsure of how to react. He might pull away or try to escape from their grasp, not because he doesn't appreciate their affection, but because he's not sure how to handle it.

➵ Appreciation - Despite his tough exterior, Kamui is not completely devoid of emotions. If his partner scratches his head affectionately, he might feel a sense of warmth and gratitude. However, he may not show it openly and may only nod his head or give a small smile to acknowledge their gesture.

➵ Embarrassment - Kamui is not used to being the center of attention or receiving affection, so when his partner starts cuddling with him or scratching his head, he might feel embarrassed or self-conscious. He may try to shrug them off or play it cool, but deep down, he's secretly enjoying the attention.

➵ Protective - If Kamui's partner is being more cuddly than usual, he might become protective of them. As a member of the Yato clan, Kamui has a strong sense of loyalty and will do whatever it takes to protect those he cares about. He might wrap his arms around them tightly or give them a reassuring pat on the back to let them know he's there for them.

➵ Vulnerability - Kamui is not used to showing his softer side to anyone, but when his partner scratches his head or cuddles with him, he might let his guard down and show a more vulnerable side. He might open up to them about his past or his feelings, something he would never do with anyone else.

➵ Surprise - Kamui is not used to people showing him affection, so when his partner scratches his head or cuddles with him, he might be surprised at first. He might even ask them why they're doing it or what their intentions are, as he's not used to this kind of attention.

➵ Gratitude - Despite his tough exterior, Kamui is not completely emotionless. If his partner scratches his head affectionately or cuddles with him, he might feel a sense of gratitude and appreciation. He may not show it openly, but he would remember the gesture and repay it in his own way.

➵ Conflicted - Kamui's upbringing as a member of the Yato clan has taught him to suppress his emotions and never show weakness. As a result, when his partner scratches his head or cuddles with him, he might feel conflicted. He might enjoy the affection, but at the same time, he might feel like it's a weakness and try to resist it.

➵ Self-conscious - If Kamui's partner scratches his head or cuddles with him in public, he might become protective of his reputation. Kamui is feared and respected by many, and he wouldn't want anyone to see him in a vulnerable state. He might gently push his partner away or give them a warning look to let them know that he's not comfortable with public displays of affection.

➵ Acceptance - Despite his initial confusion and discomfort, Kamui might eventually learn to accept his partner's affectionate gestures. He might even come to look forward to them, as they provide a sense of comfort and warmth that he's not used to experiencing. Over time, he might become more open and expressive with his own emotions as well.

➵ Overall, Kamui's reactions to his partner's affectionate gestures would be complex and varied, reflecting his conflicted nature and stoic exterior. However, as he grows closer to his partner and learns to trust them, he might become more open and vulnerable, showing a side of himself that few have ever seen before.

You and Kamui are laying in bed, enjoying a rare moment of peace and quiet. You've been together for a few months now, but Kamui is still not used to physical affection, and he's been keeping a bit of a distance between the two of you. But tonight, as you're both lying in bed, you suddenly feel the urge to show him some affection.

You turn to him and start to scratch his head gently. "Hey, Kamui," you say softly. "I just wanted to say that I really appreciate you. You're so strong and brave, and I feel lucky to be with you."

Kamui tenses up at your touch, his muscles going rigid. He's not used to this kind of physical intimacy, and he's not sure how to react. "What are you doing?" he asks, his voice a bit cold.

You can sense his discomfort, but you don't want to stop. You continue to scratch his head, hoping to break down his defenses a bit. "I'm just showing you some affection," you say. "I know you're not used to it, but I just wanted to let you know that I care about you."

Kamui's body relaxes slightly at your words, but he still seems uncertain. "I'm not sure I understand," he says. "Why would you care about me?"

You pause for a moment, looking into his eyes. "Because you're important to me," you say. "I love you, Kamui."

At the mention of the L-word, Kamui's eyes widen in surprise. He's never heard those words before, and he's not sure how to react. But as you continue to scratch his head and show him affection, he starts to relax a bit more. He closes his eyes and leans into your touch, allowing himself to be vulnerable for just a moment.

"I...I love you too," he finally admits, his voice barely above a whisper.

You smile and continue to scratch his head, feeling grateful for this rare moment of connection with the stoic Yato. You know that he's not used to physical affection, but you hope that with time and patience, you can break down his defenses and show him just how much you care.

(I accidentally ended up extending this! 😭 I was just so sad!)

As you scratch Kamui's head, you can feel his hair starting to loosen up. It's a strange feeling, being so close to him like this. Kamui is usually so closed off, so distant, that you never thought you'd be able to get this close to him. But here you are, lying next to him in bed, running your fingers through his hair.

"I know you're not used to this," you say softly. "But I just wanted to show you that I care. You're such an amazing person, Kamui. You're so strong and brave, and I feel lucky to be with you."

Kamui doesn't say anything in response, but you can feel his body starting to relax. You continue to scratch his head, hoping to break down his defenses a bit more.

"You don't have to be so tough all the time," you say. "It's okay to be vulnerable. It's okay to show your emotions."

Kamui opens his eyes and looks at you, his gaze intense. "I don't want to be weak," he says. "I don't want to be vulnerable."

You understand where he's coming from. Kamui was raised in a violent, chaotic environment, where weakness was not tolerated. But you also know that he needs to learn how to let his guard down, at least around you.

"You don't have to be weak," you say. "You can be strong and vulnerable at the same time. And you don't have to do it all at once. It's okay to take it slow."

Kamui considers your words for a moment, then closes his eyes again and leans into your touch. You can feel his breaths slowing down, becoming more relaxed. It's a rare moment of intimacy, and you cherish it.

"You know," Kamui says after a few minutes of silence. "You're the only person who's ever shown me this kind of affection. I don't know how to react."

You smile and keep scratching his head. "It's okay," you say. "You don't have to react. Just let me show you how much I care."

Kamui doesn't say anything in response, but he keeps his eyes closed and lets you continue to scratch his head. It's a small gesture, but it means a lot to both of you. You know that it will take time for Kamui to get used to physical affection, but you're willing to be patient. You love him, and you're not going anywhere.

Sakata Gintoki

➵ Gintoki's initial reaction to his partner scratching his head affectionately would likely be one of discomfort or annoyance. Although he may secretly enjoy the physical affection, he would likely try to play it cool and act nonchalant about it, making sarcastic comments or snarky remarks in response.

➵ However, as his partner continues to scratch his head and show him affection, Gintoki may gradually warm up to the idea and become more receptive to their gestures. He may even find himself leaning into their touch and letting out a contented sigh, although he would still try to mask his vulnerability with humor and sarcasm.

➵ If his partner were to become more cuddly than usual, Gintoki would likely become even more uncomfortable and unsure of how to react. He may try to push them away or create some distance between them, but deep down, he would appreciate the intimacy and affection. He may even become more affectionate in return, teasing or poking fun at his partner to cover up his true feelings.

➵ Gintoki's tough exterior and sarcastic wit may make it difficult for him to express his emotions openly, but his actions and subtle gestures may reveal his true feelings. For example, he may find himself unconsciously reaching out to touch his partner's hand or shoulder, or he may become more protective and affectionate towards them in private.

➵ Ultimately, Gintoki's reaction to his partner's affection would depend on the circumstances and his mood at the time. While he may try to play it cool and act aloof, his partner's affectionate gestures would likely have a positive impact on him, reminding him of the importance of human connection and emotional intimacy.

➵ Gintoki may try to hide his vulnerability by responding with sarcasm or teasing his partner. He may make jokes about being a "tsundere" or act like their affection doesn't affect him, but his partner would likely see through his facade and recognize his true feelings.

➵ Although Gintoki is not one to express his emotions openly, he may find himself feeling more comfortable and at ease with his partner's affection over time. He may become more receptive to physical touch and gestures of intimacy, even initiating them himself on occasion.

➵ Gintoki's past experiences with loss and betrayal have made him somewhat guarded and distrustful of others, but his partner's affection would likely help to break down some of his walls and build trust between them. He may even become more open and vulnerable with his partner, sharing more of his past and his fears with them.

➵ His loyalty and protectiveness towards his loved ones are two of his defining traits, and his partner's affection would only strengthen these qualities. He may become more invested in their well-being and happiness, going out of his way to make them feel loved and appreciated.

➵ At the end of the day, Gintoki's reaction to his partner's affection would likely be a mixture of humor, sarcasm, and genuine warmth. Although he may struggle to express his emotions openly, his partner's affection would be a source of comfort and security for him, reminding him that he is not alone in the world.

You were sitting next to Gintoki on the couch, watching TV together. As the show went on, you found yourself absentmindedly scratching his head, running your fingers through his silver hair. Gintoki tensed up at first, looking at you with a mixture of surprise and annoyance.

"What are you doing?" he asked, pulling away slightly.

You smiled at him, continuing to scratch his head. "Just giving you some affection, Gintoki. You looked like you could use it."

Gintoki grumbled something under his breath, but you could tell that he was secretly enjoying your touch. He leaned into your hand, letting out a contented sigh. "Whatever. Just don't make it a habit, okay?"

You chuckled, continuing to scratch his head. "No promises, Gintoki. I kind of like it."

Gintoki rolled his eyes, but he didn't pull away this time. Instead, he leaned back into the couch, letting you scratch his head in peace. As the show continued to play in the background, you could feel him relaxing more and more, his muscles untensing beneath your touch.

After a few minutes, Gintoki finally spoke up again. "You know, I'm not used to this kind of affection," he said quietly. "It's kind of nice, though."

You smiled, continuing to scratch his head. "I'm glad you're enjoying it, Gintoki. You deserve some love and affection, too."

Gintoki snorted. "Yeah, right. As if I need that kind of weakness in my life."

You shook your head, still smiling. "You're not weak, Gintoki. You're one of the strongest people I know. And everyone needs a little love and affection sometimes."

Gintoki didn't respond, but you could see a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth. You continued to scratch his head in silence, enjoying the warmth and intimacy of the moment. Gintoki may have been a tough and sarcastic person on the outside, but beneath his rough exterior, you knew that he was a kind and loving person at heart.

(Here's a scenario where Gintoki's partner is being more cuddly than usual. As you can see, I got a little bit excited writing about him.)

You were lying in bed with Gintoki, cuddled up against his side. Normally, he wasn't one for cuddling or physical touch, but tonight was different. He had his arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him, and you could feel his breath warm against your neck.

"Are you okay, Gintoki?" you asked, running your fingers through his hair.

He didn't respond at first, but you could feel him nodding against your shoulder. "Yeah, I'm fine," he said quietly.

You could tell that something was bothering him, but you didn't press the issue. Instead, you continued to stroke his hair, letting the silence stretch out between you. As you lay there together, you could feel Gintoki's body relaxing more and more, his breathing slowing down.

After a few minutes, Gintoki finally spoke up again. "Thanks for being here, [Name]," he said softly.

You smiled, kissing the top of his head. "Of course, Gintoki. I'll always be here for you."

Gintoki didn't respond, but you could feel him snuggling closer to you, his body warm against yours. You continued to stroke his hair, feeling a sense of contentment wash over you. Even though Gintoki was a tough and sarcastic person on the outside, you knew that.

[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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[strawberrytoki]

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May i request some hijikata × reader who's an incredible cook that doesn't mind his mayonnaise addiction but also makes him lots of hijikata's specials and how his reaction will be 🥰🥰

a/n: thanks for my first ever request, anon! hope this doesn't disappoint. Sorry this took me a while to put out, I've been balancing my internship and two summer courses, all while trying to not pass out at 8PM (love that for me!)

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You and Hijikata met when you were working at the small restaurant right around the corner. He frequented it all the time because of the homey, cozy feel that the restaurant had, which he definitely appreciated after being bombarded with his shinsengumi force partners' incompetence all day. He also did not mind ample servings of his favorite condiment, mayonnaise, and a certain waitress that he took a liking over the course of his many visits.

After he eventually worked up the courage to ask you out, you two quickly took a liking to each other's company, and grew comfortable around each other. However, there was one thing that piqued your interest.

His concerning mayonnaise addiction.

You took notice of it the day you made him a plate of chicken parm for date night, and he took out a whole tub of mayonnaise, piling dollops upon each other on the dish, resulting in an absolute monstrosity. You were almost offended but you loved him too much to be.

"This tastes impeccable, thank you love." His plate was almost clean. "You mean with or without the excessive mayonnaise?" you nudged his shoulder, teasing him. "I mean... I'd have loved it either way, I do love my mayo though."

You also noticed how he'd order a truckload of mayonnaise when he ordered his bowls of rice before you started dating. Putting two and two together, you concluded that he must've been eating his rice with an ungodly amount of mayonnaise.

Ever since then, you've been incorporating the condiment in the meals you'd make for him, and he always subtly expressed his gratitude. Time had flown by and you came to the realization that your one year anniversary was approaching, so you had to get your gears turning to think of something special.

Hijikata was a simple man, and for that, you were grateful. You shouldn't have been racking your brain trying to think of what to do for him, but you were too much of a perfectionist to give it a rest. Then it dawned upon you.

You just had to make him his special dish that he, oh, so loved. He didn't crave anything Michelin-star levelled, or anything crazy fancy. All he would yearn for is his simple bowl of seasoned rice and mayonnaise, and you figured it was a good idea to make him just that.

You planned on surprising him with the...revolting dish when he came back from a shinsengumi meeting, and you did.

He came home to the inviting aroma of your scented sage candle, and a dimly lit room with the inviting dish set on the small dining table you two shared. You were clad in the flowy little black dress that he loved on you, and had our hair in an updo.

"Well? Do you like the set-up?"

He slowly started making his way towards you, opening his arms wide open to engulf you in an embrace. "I love it." He softly said, whispering in your ear.

The dish caught his eye, and his eyes lit up. He then immediately got to digging. Hijikata really appreciated how thoughtful and observant you were, because he often had trouble expressing his feelings and emotions, and often came off as unpleasant or aloof. So you being able to pick up on the small things and take note of what he loves is something he will always be grateful for.

[soukitas]

hi!! don't know if you're still active but i would like to request a blurb with hijikata being jealous, if that's okay?

Hello!! Yes I'm still sort of active around, thank you for the request!!!

CW: Fem!Reader

"It will be 3,000 yen, Okita-san" you mentioned in the direction of the young captain.

"Did you manage to do my special request?" he commented while he handed you the corresponding money.

"Whole bottle of mannoyaise for the fried rice, tabasco in the ramen broth, and a hard-written 'I love you' note pretending to be Tae Shimura on the katsudon." you clarified "Got it memorized since day one, Okita-san"

"No one does it like you do" Sougo smiled in your direction, and you couldn't help but let out a shy laugh.

You were the local restaurant's delivery person and co-owner, for the past year you had been religiously cooking take-out for the Shinsengumi members at least three times a week. Over the course of this time, you had managed to become friends with the youngest captain of the force and got to know the higher heads: Kondou Isao, the commander, and Hijikata Toushirou, the attractive vicecommander.

He had been the one to receive the orders a couple of times, and unlike the ashy-brown boy, who was easier to talk to, exchanging words with him was next to impossible, mostly because every time you were in front of him you had to fight the urge to kiss him silly.

"Sougo, what's taking so long?" as if thoughts could conjure matter, the second you wondered if you were getting the opportunity to see him today he appeared at the entrance of the compound. He took a glance at you which he diverted quickly. "Don't waste time messing around with girls, break time is almost over."

"Hijikata-san, you're making me sound like a playboy." the younger boy complained.

"I'll get going." you interrupted in attempt to lower the tension that had grown between the two.

You headed to the scooter you commonly used for transport and tried to start the engine. First time, the sound fell flat, second time, still didn't turn on, and by the third time, you had given up. Your scooter was not going to start, damn the owner for not giving it proper maintenance. You were embarrassed enough, and the fact that the two men remained by the entrance watching you fail misserably was just adding to it. Sougo had gotten closer, his body bent forward to examine the vehicle, a bit too close to you compared to what you normally allow a stranger to be.

"Damn it" you muttered when he seemed to not know what was wrong right away "I still have some more deliveries to make, what am I going to do? The food will go cold." you complained to the skies, mostly talking to yourself.

"I can take you on the patrol car, it will be faster that way." Sougo offered. You were about to jump in right into the proposal, since keeping your job was your priority, until your friend was abruptly pulled away by his collar.

"You're just looking for excuses to miss out on work!" Hijikata almost yelled as he rather roughly pushed Sougo in the direction of the compound entrance. Instead, he walked towards you, more like past you, in the direction of his car. "I'll take you, let's get going, I have work to do."

You didn't quite believe your ears but compiled without refutal. The ride was quiet and slightly awkward. You wouldn't talk much and he wouldn't even dare to look your way.

"He's more deceiving than you think, that guy." he suddenly spurted out.

"Do you mean Okita-san?" you asked, surprised by his proactivity.

"You shouldn't be so friendly with him, he is into weird stuff." his eyes kept fixed on the road, his hand occasionally darting out to remove the cigarette from his mouth and blow out the smoke.

"He's been nothing but good to me, though." you said absentmindedly, you weren't trying to advocate for him or anything, you just spoke the truth that circled your mind at the time.

Hijikata was silent the entire remaining routes. He would simply ask for the address, light up another cigarette once you arrived, and crush it right after you were done talking to the costumer. Did you have to be so nice to every one of them? Could you not tell the way they looked at you? The same way Sougo looked at you?

"That was the last one" you said as you dropped back onto the passenger's seat. You let out a content sigh and turned to him, for the first time in the entire day he returned your gaze, and you couldn't help but smile "Thank you, Hijikata-san, you really saved me"

The way his name slipped from your lips made his chest feel heavy. "I'll take you back home now." he stated.

you hummed with doubt "The scooter is still at the compound, though"

"I'll have someone take a look at it and give it to you once it's fixed." he answered.

There was no point on arguing, so you just gave him the address and he drove without a word yet again. However, the second he pulled over in front of your house, his hand darted out to hand you something. Between his fingers he was holding a namecard that read "Hijikata Toshiro, XXX-XXX-XX-XX" with his number on it.

"Call me tomorrow morning, I will take you to work." he offered.

"You don't have to do that..." you said as a reflex, trying to hide the fact that you were, indeed, thrilled with his proposal.

"Whenever you have the food we order ready," he continued, ignoring that you had just say "Call me. I'll receive it."

His voice was more commanding than suggestive. You couldn't help the blush that ran through your face, and simply nodded in response, sliding quickly outside the car. The window on his side was open to allow the smoke of his cigarette to slip out. He was waiting for you to get inside before he left, and as you looked back at him still in the car, you gave in to an impulse you had long ago.

"Hijikata-san." you said camly as you approached him again. You heard him ask if there was a problem, but instead of responding you bent over across the open window to lay a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you, again!" you said sheepishly before basically running into your home.

He attempted to look non-chalant as you drifted away, but the second you were out of sight his face turned a shade of red tomatos would be jealous of. His hand was brought to his mouth and a frown appeared. He hated it. He hated how much it affected him. How much he wanted you to do it again.

[mochiimiiki]

| Hijikata Toshizō |

A/N: oh my sweet, sweet boy

Pairing: Hijikata x Chizuru

Summary: It’s been a long day, a long life. Hijikata is sick and tired of being called a demon. Is there anyone out there who doesn’t see him as one?

The name Hijikata could not be spoken without ‘Demon Vice-Commander of the Shinsengumi’ following quickly after it. There was a point in time when Hijikata loathed the nickname, it was something that Okita used to taunt him. It was something others used to mock what the Shinsengumi stood for. But now? Now the name echoed throughout the streets of Kyoto, it begged passers-by to let them through. Now the mere utterance of the mock title brought fear into his enemies’ eyes. Now… he still hated it now.

He almost wanted the name to grow on him, like how one meets an annoying person and their traits (that you once found annoying) become endearing over time. The nickname did not. It stayed foul, always lingering with a bitter taste in his mouth.

His pen quickly brushed the paper, elegant letters cascading over thin sheets, black ink staining. Signed Hijikata Toshizō. He stared blankly at the paper. Briefly he pondered the tought of scribbling out his name and simply signing it ‘The Demon’. The thought made him frown harder. He couldn’t live up to the nickname, it was ridiculous people had dubbed him so the in the first. What, simply because he followed a strict regime and made sure to ensure the same ideals onto his men that suddenly made him a demon? He shook the thought from his mind. Nevermind that, he had more important things to focus on.

His attention, however dwindling, was disrupted by the gentle call of his name. “Hijikata-san? I’ve brought you some tea.”

“Come in.” Was his gruff response.

Now there was a person who no matter what always said his name with the utmost tenderness; Yukimura Chizuru. A smile threatened to tug on his lips as she gently laid the tea to rest beside his work table. Always the careful one. She idly poured the tea, her attention lazer sharp as though her very life depended on this tea. With a satisfied smile she met his waiting gaze. “Don’t work too hard.” She murmured before bowing politely, leaving the room with a swift exit through the shoji.

Hijikata’s gaze remained on the spot she’d disappeared from. The same smile from before finally curling on his lips. Yes, he might still hate the nickname but at the very least one person could say his actual name. And could say it with the sweetest smile.

[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

[chugging-bleach]

give my gintama x reader fic a read if you desire searching the baby daddy after a regretful one night stand and somehow there are multiple baby daddies?

this is the first work i have ever committed to writing, so feel free to give me feedback!

[prinzrupprecht]

What do Shinsegumi members think of your relationship

This is random. Idk why it came up to my head..

Sorry if I missed anyone.. Chiruran sometimes ignored character development with some characters.

Kondo Isami

He’s the biggest supporter of Souji and never was too judgemental. You were taken in by Kondo when you were small before Souji came into the picture. When he found Souji, you catered to him instantly making sure he felt at home. You and Kondo didn’t care where he came from or about the demon that resides in him. This is what made Souji become so attached to you and Kondo. Kondo had let the two of you bond most of the time knowing what could come out of it. Kondo cares a lot for his happiness even if their jobs put their lives on the line. You were already aware that such things could happen to them or even you. It was inevitable knowing the two of you would get closer through the years and become exclusive. He hears you and Souji talking about the future all the time which warms Kondo’s heart.

Hijikata Toshizou

When he first joined the Shieikan dojo, he had no idea about you and Souji being more than friends and had asked you to duel him. Even after accepting it and witnessing his bad swordplay. Souji was annoyed by him at first asking you to fight. Hijikata didn’t care if you were a woman, he just wanted to practice with anyone. Souji warned him to pick on someone else who wasn’t his girlfriend. Hijikata didn’t believe that Souji could even get a girlfriend and thought all samurai were too busy fighting and had no time for that stuff. This made Souji give him a murderous stare. Hijikata felt defeated and didn’t want to get his ass beat again by Souji. Hijikata never bothered you again for sword practice and respected the two of you afterwards. He even promised Souji that he would also protect you if something happened to him.

Saitou Hajime

He was around for a while before the other members. Saito was a strange one in the group and was rowdy, he didn’t know about Souji and you at first. He always assumed Souji was a simp but had used another word for his excessive attention on you. Saito tried to get you to date him to see what would Souji do if he got with you before him. You quickly were taken back and declined him saying you were already with someone. Someone? Souji? He had to be him. He laughed it off and said he didn’t like you anyway. You were confused but left it as is before going back outside to sit next to the short boy. This had confirmed what he suspected but he wouldn’t bother you again or get on Souji’s nerves knowing he was the strongest and things could end badly for him. Normally Saito was cocky but he lost numerous of times to Souji.

Yamanami Keisuke

He was the most respectful member of the Miburoshigumi group. He was also the most observant and smartest of everyone. He didn’t necessarily approve of you and Souji since they’re putting their lives on the line daily so this made him wary. He couldn’t directly tell this to Souji knowing he would get defensive. That boy was incredible with his sword skills and it is unlikely he would die easily anyhow. Yamanami mostly kept to himself and let the two of you enjoy time together even if it was short, he noticed how you’d stay with Souji no matter what. Even if others told you to leave Kyoto, you refused and wanted to stay by Souji’s side. This warmed up to Yamanami more about how persistent you’ve become and slowly started to support your relationship with him.

Nagakura Shinpachi

He was more serious and didn’t care for the two of you doing whatever, he was more concerned for Souji and his responsibilities and hoped he wouldn’t neglect any for you. Souji got mad at him a few times for bringing up the future possibilities. Souji wanted to live in the moment and it pained him that such outcomes could put you or him at risk.

Harada Sanosuke

He was relatively quiet and kept to himself. He didn’t care for what others do and did. He didn’t mind you at all even if he looked scary, you treated him the same as everyone else. He respected Souji like he does for the other members.

Kamo Serizawa

This man was the absolute grossest person to be around with. If it wasn’t for you being someone close to Kondo, you were certain you would’ve been taken advantage of by him unwillingly. Souji was always with you when Kamo was presented in the same room which put you at ease. Yet, Souji hated him the most. Kamo never cared if the two of you were together. Especially his sexist comments and other sexual vocal remarks towards you were mainly to get Souji to show his true demon side. Well, Kamo was certainly correct that all the built-up tension he caused certainly made Souji want to kill him more than anything.

Note: I wanted to add Abiru and Todo but these two were barely shown with character interactions so I lacked some understanding on them the most.

[starlightanya0wsblog]

♡~Late night visit~♡ Hijikata Toshirou x fem reader!

*at night, Y/n clinging on a tree, then looking for Hijikata's window*

*knocks it*

Pssst! Toshi! It's me!

Hijikata: *opening the window and looking at her*

What the hell do you want? It's the middle of the night

Y/n: I bet you weren't sleeping anyways

Hijikata: What's so important that you'd come at this hour?

Y/n: I was bored

Hijikata: So you decided to annoy me at this time of night?!

Y/n: That's pretty much it yeah

Hijikata: Dammit... you're such a pain in the ass. Why did I even let you into the Vice-Commander's quarters?

Y/n: Because I'm your best frieeeend~

Hijikata: Don't try to act all cute on me. All of that "best friend" act goes out the window when you end up barging into my room in the middle of the goddamn night just to annoy me!

*sighs*

...get in here before anyone sees you, goddamnit.

Y/n: Can you give me a hand at least??

Hijikata: Tch, fine

*grabs her outstretched hand and helps her through the window*

Hijikata: There, happy now?

Y/n: Booooo, you're not charming at all when you're like this

Hijikata: Oh I am so sorry for not being "charming" at the ass crack of night when you come barging into my room. You should be lucky I didn't push you straight back outside!

Y/n: That's why I bought you a gift!

Hijikata: A... gift...?

*looks at her with an eyebrow raised*

What is it?

Y/n: *handles him a bag full of mayonnaise*

Tadaaan!

Hijikata: *eyes widen at the sight of many bottles of the condiment*

Where the hell did you get all of this..?

Y/n: In a store that is opened 24 hours

Hijikata: *stares at her with the most done look on his face*

Let me get this straight; you made a 3 hour trip to the nearest 24 hour convenience store, to buy a bunch of goddamn mayo, just to bring it back here to give it to me? Are you insane or what?

Y/n: And I came all alone with no one protecting me *drama queen*

Hijikata: *face palms himself*

Do you even realize how stupid that was? If I wasn't here and you got into trouble, nobody would have been around to help! Damnit, what even gave you the idea to go on your own in the first place?! Are you really that bored?!

Y/n: ...Yeah

Hijikata: *sighs loudly*

You really have no idea how much headache you cause me. I have no goddamn clue what Kondou-san sees in you, to allow you to come here everytime in the Shinsengumi barracks.

Y/n: Because he says I'm a good influence on you

Hijikata: *face palm once more*

A good influence on me, my ass....

Y/n: I just wanted to see you, I thought you would have been a little happy about it

Hijikata: *looks up to her*

Of course I'm happy that you came to see me, moron.

*looks away and crosses his arms*

...but you don't have to go and to such stupid stuff just for it, idiot.

Y/n: So you have a soft side too uh? *trying to look at him smirking*

Hijikata: *eyes widen as he looks back at you*

You keep that goddamn mouth of yours shut about that

*huffs*

If word got out about me having a... "soft side", then the whole Shinsengumi would be doomed. My reputation would be damned.

Y/n: Don't worry teddy boy, I'll keep it a secret

Hijikata: I swear if you call me "teddy boy" again, I'm really throwing you out the window this time.

*groans then lets himself fall onto his bed*

Y/n: Nah you wouldn't

*glances at you then looks away*

Hijikata: Tch... You don't know that

*comes sitting next to him*

Y/n: So, what were you doing before?

Hijikata: *sighs*

I was trying to get some goddamn sleep because I have to do a ton of paperwork tomorrow and patrol the city. And then suddenly you and your stupid mayo gifts came interrupting my sleep.

Y/n: Oh... well, at least you appreciated my gift, right?

Hijikata: *grumbles*

Yeah, yeah... I still don't get why you bothered going all the way out to a convenience store to bring a bunch of damn mayo.....but I appreciate the thought.

Y/n: Well, I was walking, then I saw the store, and I thought of you.

Hijikata: Your thought process is weird as hell for coming up with this idea...

*sighs but a small, rare smile makes its way onto his face*

But I like this kind of weirdness of yours

Y/n: Really??? Wait can you repeat it again? I wanna record it-

Hijikata: *looks at her in disbelief*

Are you for real?

*groans*

You really are something else....

... I said that your thought process is weird, but that it still brings out the parts of you I like.

There, can you remember that and leave me alone with my mayonnaise?

Y/n: Nope! I'm gonna make this my new ringtone

Hijikata: *eyes widen as he processes what he just heard*

Absolutely not!

*tries to snatch her phone with his hand*

Y/n: Nuh uh! *gets up and starts running away*

Hijikata: *groans and gets up from the bed*

Damnit, get back here you idiot!

*chases after her*

Y/n: *laughs heartily as he chases her*

Hijikata: *manages to catch up and grabs her wrist*

Gotcha!

Y/n: Woah! *trips and falls, with him on top of her, still holding her wrist*

Hijikata: *realizes the position and looks at you with wide eyes*

...

*looks away*

.... this looks suggestive as hell...

Y/n: Woah, take me out on dinner first

Hijikata: *snaps his eyes back to you and growls*

Shut up.

...

*looks away as he gets off of you, offerring a hand and helping you get up*

....you're an absolute pain in the ass, you know that?

Y/n: Well; if I'm such a pain in the ass then, I should go back home-

Hijikata: *reaches for her wrist and grabs it*

Where the hell do you think you're going?

Y/n: Uh? Well you don't want me to be here-

Hijikata: *stays silent for a second then huffs*

....Don't you dare put words in my mouth. I didn't say I wanted you to go.

Y/n: *smiles a bit, looking at him*

So you want me to stay? *staring at his eyes lovingly*

Hijikata: *looks back down into her eyes after a moment, and sighs*

I... I never said I didn't want you to stay either...

I mean, you literally came to visit me so late at night, I can't just let you go home alone at this hour...

Y/n: Soooo?

Hijikata: *looks away*

So....you can stay for a while, I guess..

At least it will make me less bored that way.

*lets go of her wrist and goes back to sit on his bed*

Y/n: I knew it, you're bored without me too

Hijikata: *looks away but you can still see a faint blush on his face*

... Shut up.

Of course I get bored, you always cause chaos everywhere you go.

Y/n: *lays down next to him, giggling*

You tell it like I'm some sort of criminal

Hijikata: *looks down at her then away once again*

You might as well could be considered one. You constantly break the rules, get into trouble, and cause a ton of chaos with your pranks.

*sighs*

Honestly, you cause as much trouble as a criminal, hell maybe even more.

Y/n: But you come to me everytime, don't you?

Hijikata: *face turns redder and looks away*

W-well... you cause trouble, it's my goddamn job to come to deal with you, idiot!

Y/n: *smiles softly*

Toshi?

Hijikata: *looks down at her still blushing*

...yeah?

Y/n: Thank you

Hijikata: *groans softly and sits back against the wall*

...What sort of sappy bullshit are you trying to pull now?

Y/n: I was just trying to say that I'm glad we're friends, but you ruined the moment.

Hijikata: *groans and looks down at you once again*

Fine, I accept your thanks goddamnit.

.... and for the record, I'm also happy to be your friend.

*whispers*

And stop looking at me with those goddamn puppy eyes, they're too damn adorable...

Y/n: What did you say?

Hijikata: *blushes again as his eyes go wide*

...Nothing. I didn't say anything. Shut up.

Y/n: Rude...

Hijikata: *growls*

Don't push it, dumbass. You already pissed me off more than enough times tonight, don't go and test me now.

Y/n: Okay okay...

*lays her head on the pillow*

Well, I think it's time to sleep *yawns*

Good night To- *notices that he's already sleeping peacefully near her*

*a small, rare smile makes its way onto his face as he is deep asleep, his guard completely down as he rests*

Y/n: *smiles softly at the sight of it, giving him a sweet kiss*

Good night my dear Toshi, I love you. *caress his cheek, then going to sleep as well.*

[doki-doki-imagines]

hello hello! could i request hijikata & gintoki with a more playful s/o that likes to try and sneak up on them to give them hugs/kisses or even attempt to initiate play fighting? i HIGHLY doubt sneaking up on either of them would ever work but you've gotta keep your man on his toes right?

Gintoki Sakata:

-Why should he keep his guard up? He gets you happy and sweet in his lap without having to lift a finger; it sounds like a win-win situation for him.

-Cover him in kisses, tell him how much you’d like to suck his face, Gintoki acts all detached, but you’re making his heartbeat increase to an alarming rate.

-But Gintoki has a radar for pain in the ass (since he is one too), so the instant you are ready to jump on him to play fight, he is already hiding under Otose’s counter.

-Gintoki is in the mood to play fight only when he is in that kind of mood, and even in that case, things are good when they last little, so he’ll be fast in making you sweet and pliant under him.

Hijikata Toshiro:

-His guard is always up and when I mean always I mean that ‘till he gets in the REM phase of sleep he always has an eye open.

-It’s all Sougo's fault to say the truth.

-You give him a heart attack every time you make a move, even more in public.

-Toshiro is gonna flick you hard on the forehead, I warned you.

-Even at home he has a stick up his ass so it’s gonna be hard to have a nice reaction from him.

-Toshiro can be pretty clingy at home, so that may be the best moment to make him play fight with you; he just gets too pliant about anything you want to do with him.

-Treasure those times.

[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.

[kuromitos]

Hello! Super cute blog (I love the pixel banners)!! I was wondering if I could request hcs for the Shinsengumi trio if they saw their s/o wearing their uniform? Thank you ^^!

Thank you! I try my best to make it cute so it more welcoming! And thank you for giving me my first shinsengumi trio request! 💖

Don't be surprised when I steal your clothes, you stole mine first!

[Shinsengumi headcanons]

Kondo Isao

He would die. You would look so adorable to him, his poor heart couldn't take it.

Not joking, by the way, he would literally pass out due to him not being use to this.

But seriously though, he loves seeing you trying on his clothes. Seeing his uniform hangs loosely on your body due to your size difference.

Everyone advise you not to do it again for his health.

He always hear about people trying on their partner clothes before and he thinks it a cute idea but he never been in a serious relationship where he can experience it before

But now it right in his face and his heart couldn't take it.

Doesn't matter what gender you are, he's a big dude. You're the smaller one in the relationship

He'll take pride in the fact you want to try them on. He thinks it's another you want to be close to him.

Sougo Okita

See, I view him as a possessive type of person. we seen evidence throughout this with the show so I declared this Canon practically.

Because of his possessive nature, He would love seeing you in his clothes.

He views it as the ultimate sign of you being his and his only. He getting so much pleasure from it.

think it looks good on you.

But he won't tell you that. He play it off and tease you about it.

'You know this is stalker behavior? Do I need to arrest you?'

After that day, he tries to find way for you to wear his clothes in public, mainly his jacket.

'You're shivering. Take my jacket.' 'Sou, it like 80 degrees out. I'm going to burn up in that.' 'You're so cold.' 'STOP'

Toshirou Hijikata

You have never seen this man more red in the face than you that day.

The moment he see you putting on the f8nal pieces of his uniform and process what happening, he turns his head so fast and walks out

You might think he did that because he didn't want to see you or he didn't like what you're doing but it the exact opposite

He absolutely loves seeing you in his clothes but he doesn't want to look bad in front of you and he didn't tryst his voice not to Crack at the moment so he walked away

He was later found screaming in his mayo pillow

Just like kondo, he heard of partners doing this and like it but never experience it before.

So when he sees it for the first time, it caught him off guard and filled him with a joy he doesn't understand

Questioning everything like 'why do I like this? Why is this filling me up with pride and joy? Why they look so cute?'

He wants to tell you how good you look but he too embarrassed to say anything.

Here you go! Hope this is good for you and you enjoys this!

That's all I got. Bye for now (^з^)-☆