#ogata smut

[dollwrites]

hiiiiiii would you be willing to write something with ogata and a shy lover?

— ⟡ dizzy drabbles disclaimer !!

all dizzy drabbles are written when i am extremely high and they don’t contain a trigger warnings list. minors dni, dark themes may be present. these pieces are never proof read so mistakes are probably present. < 3 enjoy your experience

“Don’t give me that look. You’re the one that needed my gloves,” Ogata chided, chastising you for the warm blush and the way that you shy away from his touch. your eyes flicker to the red gloves that are loose around your fingers, and hang further down on your wrists. you’d asked the wildcat sniper, in a timid little voice, if you could wear his gloves after losing yours on the mountainside, but you had no idea that you were meant to be his personal heater when he agreed.

his hands were ice cold— a testament to the brutal snowstorm you found yourself sheltering away from— and they made you let out a soft squeak when they found their way beneath your layers of warm clothes. “You want my hands to freeze?” he challenged, running one palm over your breast, the irreparable pad of his thumb pushing at the hardening bud in an almost teasing manner. the other hand was much more dastardly in its intentions. it curved over the shape of your supple belly, and dipped between your hips, finding that sweet, warm slick with his first two fingers. one eyebrow twitched at your reaction— a sharp inhale and squeak. you couldn’t watch him watch you, it was way too embarrassing. “If my fingers get frostbite, they’ll rot away,” he muttered. his voice, though taking on a macabre topic, was matter-of-fact instead of daunting. “I won’t be able to pull the trigger of my rifle anymore, and we will both starve if I can’t hunt.”

the way he fondled you was more than a little bit demeaning. he pinched and squeezed, rubbed with his fingertips or jabbed with his thumb, as if familiarizing himself with a new firearm, and not a delicate woman’s most intimate areas. you turn your head to the side, and feel the ghost of the snow shifting above the little trench Ogata’d buried the two of you in to keep warm flutter as it flutters against your cheek. the trench was barely big enough for him, and since he’d pinned you below his weight with one knee between your thighs, the other leg pressed close to yours, there was nowhere for you to be able to escape to.

“Sure, b—but… can’t we hold hands instead?” you ask, sheepishly squirming when he uses the tip of his forefinger to lightly scrape at your swelling button. “Or I can—-!”

Ogata is so silent. it unnerves you, how quiet he is sometimes. his eyes are deep and unreadable, abysmal whirlpools, but they’re hyper focused on the way your expression contorts and the sound of your little whimper when he slips his middle finger into you.

“O—Ogata…!” your hands flee towards his arm, grasping his bicep. you can barely feel his body warmth with the several layers between your hand and his arm, but you still cling to it. “Th—that’s—“

“Jesus, you’re warm. Tight…” he mutters, his eyes flitting the length of your body to rest on the movement of his hand beneath your layers. he pushes his finger deep, slowly straightening and then curling his finger. you writhe in response, your inner walls in a frenzy, and hide your face in both hands. Ogata notices your act of shame, and the corners of his mouth twitch, but the specter of a smirk never reaches fruition. “It’s annoying when you do that.” he grunts, his finger pumping in and out of you at a steady pace now. he was intrigued by the way your breath caught in your throat, the way your eyelids fluttered behind your fingers, interested in the way you looked when he played with your pussy, but here you were hiding. “You’re so shy you don’t even wanna look at me?” Ogata muses, giving your breast a hard squeeze. his teeth sank against the inside of his cheek upon the feeling of your flesh against his palm, between his fingers…

you shook your head, babbling behind your makeshift shield of red leather about how embarrassing it was. “Because you’re so wet.” he thought aloud, his brows threatening to furrow as he contemplates, before the hand on your chest escapes from your clothes, and instead pries one of your hands away with a tight grip on your wrist. you whine and squirm, but ultimately feel him anchor the back of your hand to the earth by your head. your free hand still hovers near your face, though it’s drifted moreso to your mouth so you can chew at the tips of your fingers, tasting the leather of Ogata’s glove. you want to close your eyes, but you can feel him pressing his forehead against yours, and when you look up, your eyes are locked in his stormy gaze. “You’re being dramatic. I already knew I made your pussy wet.” you cringed at how blunt he was: Ogata made everything sound ten times worse with that flat, lifeless baritone. sure, you had a crush on him and maybe you weren’t that good at hiding it, but did he have to say it like that?

your back arches when you feel his ring finger join the middle. they were long and thick, calloused and roughened by the elements, cold to the touch, but they felt good plundering you. “I—I’m already full…” you mewl before his forefinger can worm its way inside with the other two. it’s embarrassing to admit, but it leaves your lips, and your voice sounds almost in awe at the sensation. “Can’t take anymore…”

Ogata pauses his ministrations with his fingers still knuckle deep in your core, his breath warm against your cheeks, and he said this just to embarrass you further, “Gotta stretch you out a little bit before you’ll be ready to take a cock.” his mouth never once brushed against your skin, offering not a single ounce of comfort or romance in this moment. instead, he sighs, as if the task at hand was impossible. “We can’t have you screaming like a trapped bunny when I stick you.”

[subajelly]

Stare Down: Ogata x Reader

CW: Smut, Awkward Conversation

You know, you'd always thought you'd feel a bit more excited, grateful even, getting the undivided attention of a sexy man.

You can't recall how you got here - at least, you can't bring yourself to care. You two are outside, hidden away from the rest of camp, clothes open to paw and kiss at each other. You share matching marks on each other's necks, hair wild. Ogata kneels between your open legs. He's reached into your hakama for access, and after a few moments of clumsiness, he's fucking you with his hand.

His fingers are amazing. They're thick and calloused from years of shooting. He's also a fast learner, and he immediately finds your soft spots with just a little direction. But here you are, nervously avoiding eye contact even with Ogata's fingers knuckle-deep inside of you.

Despite the layers still between you, you felt naked. Ogata always had a way of seeing through you, and it felt more apparent when he stared you down. His face didn't have its usual coldness - your kisses thawed his exterior - but his eyes maintained the same intensity. Storm Grey bore into you as he fondled you under your clothes. You felt too aware of how you would look if he pushed you over the edge. You were afraid to feel too good, not wanting to break in front of him and embarrass yourself. You cover your face and muffle your moans as he gently prods at you.

Ogata scoffs, halting his ministrations. He pulls out his fingers, and your hips chase after them. You can't help but be annoyed. You look up to admonish him, only to see a frown on his face.

“You keep looking away.” He’s very frank. “Am I doing anything wrong?”

You blink. “What? No. It feels good.”

“And you keep covering your mouth. You don't have to worry about being loud. We're pretty far from the others.”

You blush harder at his not-so-subtle request to hear you.

Ogata licks his lips, eyes lowered in contemplation. The tips of his ears go pink and he murmurs, “ ... Am I ugly?”

You blink twice. You tilt your head, concerned. “Now where the hell did you get that- you know what? Nevermind. It's just- you keep looking at me like that.”

“Like what?”

”Like,” Your face shifts into something that can only capture a fraction of Ogata’s usual “hunting face.” It’s low-lidded, analytical, and stoic. Although it’s a bit ridiculous on you. “This- I feel like I'm being studied.”

It was his face’s turn to go blank. He says in his usual deadpan voice, “I'm trying to see what makes you feel good. Are you self-conscious?”

Your mouth is agape, but nothing comes out. That's all he needed to know. He reaches out his dry hand and brushes his fingertips against your cheek. He carefully brushes the hair out of your eyes and grabs the back of your head, pushing you forward so your lips meet his. His lips are slightly chapped, but there's a tenderness to the gesture. He pulls away too soon, but his face stays close. You have no choice but to look him in the eye.

“You have a cute face. I want to see the expression it makes when I make you come. Can you grant me that?”

You pant around his thumb as his other hand continues to fuck you. You're drooling. Your toes curl every time he curls his fingers just so. All the while, you look at Ogata. He’s oddly calm, albeit there's a warm blush on his face and you can see the tent in his pants. His eyes roam your body, staring intensely at every twitch of muscle, every drop of sweat, every roll of your hips. He occasionally licks his lips in concentration. You can see the muscles of his arm flex as he keeps going at you. Your hands roam, anything to ground yourself but you feel that familiar tightness in your abdomen.

Ogata's other hand rubs against your folds. It doesn't take long to slick his fingers. His palm presses against your clit, just barely providing the friction needed. You bite back a whine, but your hips betray you. Ogata smirks, loving how desperate you are. He wants more. His thumb on your face pries your lips open, pressing onto your tongue.

“Oh-ga-thaaa~” you moan around his thumb.

“Hmm?” He removes his thumb from your mouth.

“Go faster. I need- I need-”

You go limp. His fingers slow down. You whine when he slowly pulls them out, rubbing against your folds before fully departing. You open your eyes to see him licking his digits, his eyes still boring into you. You feel yourself throb. You now understand. You lick your lips, peeking out him from under the hair in your eyes. ”Wanna let me return the favor?”

He doesn't need you to continue. His pace is almost impossible. The air sounds with the wet squelching of his fingers in you. They're a bit embarrassing to hear but you can't bring yourself to care anymore, it feels too good. He lets go of your face to reach down, rubbing your clit in tight circles. Your leg kicks and it doesn't take long until you're arching your back, body clenching and eyes closed as you let out a short shriek, wetting his hand.

[heyimkana]

currently writing a sex scene for Desiderium and yea totally not inspired by this track 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[iwashie]

𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑽𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑹𝑶𝑶𝑴 (18+)| GOLDEN KAMUY

ft. Ogata Hyakunosuke

∗  ˖࣪ ໒꒱  ˚₊· synopsis: you work in a lodging and end up attracting Ogata’s attention, who prefers to share a room with you.

･ﾟﾟ･｡　wc: 2.7k + warnings- mdni, nsfw content, f!reader, 20+ characters, petnames(dumb doll), face-fuck,ing vaginal sex, rough sex, squirting, breeding/creampie, one night stand, implied cnc. (also on ao3 )

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Karafuto, for lack of words, was a change of plans. So many things got out of hand, happened, and Ogata felt so many things, things that changed within him. Now he was back with Hijikata’s group, looking for the most beneficial place for him and this brought him back to Sapporo in the lodging where you worked.

The way he stared at you, his eye roaming every bit of your body, focusing on the volume of the kimono on your breasts and the bars raised, showing off your thighs; his only eye, on display, fixed on your figure, as if it could consume you right there. The grin he gave you shivered you and made you cover your body with your arms, but your insides warmed with the intensity of that stare.

After Karafuto, Ogata was a new man, with feelings exploding within him, and perhaps Ushiyama was right about pouring those feelings into the prostitutes. Perhaps, that was why Ogata- after spending much of the time he spent in the lodging, eating you with his eyes, smiling every time he noticed you looking away and face red-, was leaning against the wall, waiting for you to come back from the bath.

“That’s a beautiful sight...” You were startled to find the man who had been driving you crazy all day, leaning against your bedroom door. You wrapped the towel around your body, trying to hide your skin from that dark gaze.

“What do you want?” You stared at that man from top to bottom, your insides twisting every time you noticed how handsome he was, even carrying the gun and with that feline manner. “I’m sorry, but if it’s problems with the room, I can’t do anything. We’re full.”

Ogata leaned off the door and stopped in front of you, his tall stature shadowing you, making you swallow dry and lift your head to face him. That warm feeling in the middle of your legs with his presence so close, his breath hitting your face.

“Then I can only sleep in your room.” You cringed at his speech as he just smiled, the intense gaze descending your towel-covered body. “The customer’s need first, isn’t it?” He moved closer, his pectoral glued together with your arms holding the towel and a hand of his went towards your pinned hair, pulling you face to face with him.

“I can satisfy your needs, too.” You sighed faintly as you felt his nose close to your cheek, his raspy voice chilling you and the hand caught in your hair running down your back, making you bite your mouth to cover a moan. “Just say it.”

You squinted, resting your head on his shoulder, thoughts between pushing him away, demanding respect and pretending it never happened, especially the heat in the middle of your legs increasing with his caresses, or accepting that apparent soldier who stared at you like you were prey ready to be devoured and killing that thought of having him touch you with the same intensity he stared at you.

You couldn’t deny that from the moment the group walked into the lodging and you stared at each other, your body reacted like it hadn’t in a long time, an uncontrollable heat coursing through your body and the shivers that look gave you, turning those sensations into impure thoughts with that stranger, heat pooling in the middle of your legs. And now, there he was, offering to fuck you the way you wanted.

You lifted your face; the heat warming your cheeks, whether from embarrassment or horniness, by the way he slid his hand up close to your ass and up to your neck, the decision stamped on your face.

“Be quick, soldier.” You pushed him into your room as he let himself be guided, a tiny smile on his scarred face.

As soon as you closed the door, you were pressed against it, your back slamming hard and the man’s mouth drawing you out of air in a hungry, toothy, bitten kiss. You entwined your hands around his neck and pulled him closer, gluing your bodies together as you returned the urgency of kissing.

His hands tore off the towel, exposing your body to the icy air and calloused, rough hands that roamed every corner, squeezing and scratching, marking the soft flesh with his ferocity. You moaned against his mouth as he slapped your ass and squeezed the soft flesh. His mouth went down to your neck, sucking and biting every bit of skin he could, making you grumble in pain and clasp your hands on his clothes.

“K-kind, please.” You grumbled, feeling him scrape his teeth on your collarbone. He pulled his mouth away from your body, a hand coming up to your chin, forcing you to face him; the dark eye glowing with something more than a desire that made you shudder and squeeze your legs.

“I’m not kind, dumb doll.” He laughed softly and cupped one of your tits, sucking, biting, licking as he pleased, making you feel pain. But even with all his rudeness, the horniness spread through your body, wetting the middle of your legs.

He was being just as you thought, rude and feverish. The way you liked it.

You bit your mouth, suppressing the moans and the smile that formed with each rude way he touched you, turning you on more and more, pinning his face against your body.

He sucked your breasts like a madman; His tongue and teeth flicking your nipples as he sucked hard, making loud noises and hands squeezing your thighs, rising to your ass which was also treated with force.

You couldn’t help but push his head down towards your wet, blinking pussy in need, and entwine your legs around his body, sighing loudly at the heat of his mouth.

Ogata came down as your hands pushed his head down and his hands played with your thighs, fingers very close to your wet, aching pussy. You shuddered as you felt him huffed against your belly as his fingers got wet, sliding down your folds, shaking you and clinging to him.

“Open your legs.” He commanded, kneeling down, and you did, feeling his hands squeezing the inside of your legs, his head burying in you, drawing out a loud moan as soon as he licked a strip, his tongue covering your pussy.

You grabbed his hair and shoulders, your head against the door and your back arched as the man licking you sucked on your clit and stuck his tongue along two fingers inside your gummy, hot pussy, squeezing him tighter and tighter.

Ogata hummed against you, amused by the way you moaned loudly for more, fingers buried in the black strands and swayed your waist to his face, choking on a moan as he folded his fingers and nibbled on your bud.

His moves were so fast and rude, and it had you melting, moaning for the soldier kneeling between your legs.

“Close! Close!” You pinned his head against you, a trembling leg caught around his neck as he ate you willingly; licking patterns, circling and sucking on your bud, fingers buried and gulping all your juice.

He ate you like a starved man. And he really was. It had been a long time since he’d played like this with a woman and feeling your taste was driving him crazy.

Ogata pulled away from you, making you grumble about being close to cumming and missing the stimulus. You opened your eyes, staring at his wet face, the red mouth, the smirk. You pulled him back, controlling the kiss, hot breathing, saliva and your taste on his tongue.

You ran your fingers through his clothes, undoing any knots and buttons, hurriedly removing the thick clothes, moving down to his belt, sliding down his uniform pants and loincloth, all still kissing him willingly and his hands pinned to your waist, pinning you against the door.

Ogata smirked between kisses, rubbing his waist against yours, making you gasp and shudder as you felt his hard cock against your skin. You slid a hand down his muscular body, down to his cock and around it with the tip of your finger, making him shiver and hold you tighter, biting your mouth.

“Bed, now.” You pushed him onto the bed, eyes locked on him, walking on his back until he fell into the soft of the covers. You eyed his body, biting your mouth as you found the defined muscles scarred, his dark happy trail denoting the thick, enormous cock dripping pre-cum from the fat head.

You licked your lower lip and rested your hands on his knees, kneeling between his thick thighs on the edge of the bed. Your insides rolled in horniness. That man was entirely hot and thick; you didn’t know if you were going to handle that cock, but it turned you on even more.

“I don’t take orders, dumb doll.” He said, staring at you in the middle of his legs, kissing one thigh and caressing the other, climbing up to his cock, and a hand wrapped around your hair, pulling you close to his face, pain plastered on your face. “I command here.” You nodded, closing your eyes in pain and digging your nails into his thighs.

He pushed your head against his cock and released you, opening his legs wider for you to settle. You stared at his impassive face and moved down until you were face on his balls, slowly licking each one, sucking before moving up licking the length of his cock, your smooth tongue playing with the underside of the head and wiping the pre-cum with your tongue.

You went up and down licking the big, thick cock, having a hard time wetting the entire length.

He watched your every move, smiling as you couldn’t with the thickness of his cock, nor with the help of your hands could you do it all.

Your jaw ached, and only half of his cock was inside your mouth. You drooled on his cock, spreading the saliva with your hands and went down on him; your tongue skirting the pulsing vein and half the length of his cock as your hands covered the rest.

You stared at him through half-open eyes, your mouth sucking his cock willingly and masturbating the rest, alternating movements, drawing gasps from him staring at you. You were doing your best sucking on him, playing with the fat head on the roof of your mouth and licking the extension, saliva dripping down your chin.

You closed your eyes, pleasure sprouting through your body, knowing he was big enough to make you gag, wondering what it would be like when he fucked you, moaning on his cock.

Ogata grunted at the sensation, waist shaking and he brought a hand to the back of your head, forcing you to swallow his cock, the tip slamming into the end of your throat, making you gasp and grab his legs as he sighed heavily at the tight feel on his cock.

“Stand still.” His two hands holding your head as he shoved his cock down your throat, going deep and repeating until you choked on it, saliva dripping along with pre-cum and making you cry, hands stuck on his legs, forming marks of your nail.

Ogata fucked your face hard and fast, sighing heavily, watching you swallow his cock with difficulty and tears mingle along with the saliva on your red face.

You were running out of air and his hands were holding you in place, forcing his cock into your throat, making you let out strange noises and shudder, your pussy dripping in arouse.

Ogata stopped pushing his waist against your face and the hands still in your hair threw you onto the mattress, pulling you by the legs and forcing your ass into the air as you coughed and choked in the air.

You tried to get up, a hand extended to him and still coughing, tried to speak. “Huh, did you choke on my cock so well you can’t speak?” He let out a laugh, his hands strong on your body.

“Wait.” Your throat burned and coughed more. “Name... What’s your name?”

Ogata raised an eyebrow, soon understanding what you wanted. “Ogata. But don’t worry, because you’ll forget while I fuck you.” He slapped your ass and got you into position again, hands caressing your ass and thighs, slapping your wet pussy, making you jump and moan.

You widened your eyes and opened your mouth, a faint moan coming out as soon as his fat head came in, stretching you until you had him inside you, the thick, enormous cock making you close your eyes in pain and pleasure, squeezing him.

Ogata grunted loudly, feeling your warmth and the way you squeezed him, rubbing your ass against his waist, smiling openly and pressing his hands on your waist, going in and out deeply.

You grabbed the covers and moaned loudly, feeling his waist slam against your ass hard, the tip of his cock slamming into your womb, having you roll your eyes and moan loudly, squeezing and wetting his cock more and more.

“Squeezing so well...” Ogata said with gritted teeth, sinking inside you, making his cock disappear and shuddering you with each thrust.

You sank your head into the bed, muffling the loud moans, your hands white from the force holding the cover, pleasure spreading across your body from the way Ogata was fucking you.

The sound of skin slapping against skin, the wetness of your pussy engulfing his cock, the bed creaking and slamming against the wall, your muffled screams and his heavy gasps.

You lifted your head as you felt him spit on your ass, a scream escaping as his thumb penetrated your ass, curving upwards, holding you in place.

Ogata fucked you hard and fast, one leg up on the bed, hands gripping your waist, forcing your upper body into the bed and your ass in the air, swaying with his cock sliding in and out of your tight, wet pussy.

You let out screams, his name forgotten in the back of your head, white fingers clinging to the cover, drool and tears wetting the thin fabric, your back aching from the way he held you, ass burning from the force his waist and balls clashed with your soft flesh and belly had a bulge from where the fat head of his cock slammed; The good feeling of being fucked rudely making you clench his cock and the knot in your stomach tighten.

“O-Ogata! Ngh... Close, Ogata!” You warned between screams and saliva, squinting at the sensation exploding inside you; a loud moan escaping your plump lips and the cum squirting on his cock and lower body, which continued to abuse your warm, gummy wall.

Your cum continued to squirt into him, driving you crazy, the sore muscles, the heavy breathing, head dizzy and hooded eyes grumbling for the man inside you.

Ogata grinned as he made you squirt, pussy receiving him so well that he felt that sensation on the tip of his cock, going deeper and faster, his thumb still stuck in your ass.

Ogata cummed hard inside you, hot, thick liquid painting your insides white as you squeezed him. He came out of you with a grunt, slapping your ass, seeing his cum running down your legs, and you sliding tiredly on the bed, feeling your eyes plume.

You grumbled as you felt Ogata’s hand on your neck, pulling you into a lip press and soon your heavy body fell onto the bed, eyes closing.

When you woke up, your face was swollen from crying, your voice was just a squeak, your body had marks all over the place, your legs were still shaking, and you could still feel Ogata’s cock inside you, drawing a faint smile from you.

Ogata seemed to glow in the middle of the group as a very tall man tapped his shoulder and laughed loudly. The eyes of the man who fucked you the night before following you everywhere, that smirk on his face. The other customers looked away from you and the owner of the lodging couldn’t look at you without turning red. 

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© iwashie 2023, please do not translate, modify or republish my works

[dynamites-ao3]

By Design

Ogata Hyakunosuke x f! Reader

explicit ; 8k words ; canon-compliant pwp

In Karafuto on the brink of a snowstorm, you thoughtlessly run out of ammunition. Ever the opportunist, Ogata accompanies you for more.

Or, simply: Ogata gets you alone.

read here on ao3!

(a/n: forewarning for dubious consent.)

[inzaynety]

➢ summary: there weren’t many people on the defense force that chose to use blades instead of guns. maybe that’s how you got so close in the first place. (little snippets of life as a defense force commander fighting kaiju and dating hoshina)

➢ content: hoshina x fem!reader, sfw & nsfw/suggestive

➢ notes: inspired by @narumi-gens agents of chaos series love that; i have a lot of hoshina and commander reader ideas in my notes app and thot why not put them all here 🫡

last updated: 7/7/2024

chapters (can be read as stand-alones or in the order below):

he’s a biter! (beginning)

investigation: start!

When visiting the Third Division, there’s never a shortage of questions and confusion about you. A few take it upon themselves to get to the bottom of it. (fluff, suggestive)

a little, jealousy

Too much staring and too many comments tick him off. He makes sure he’s the only one you look at. (smut)

part of the job

After using No. 10, Hoshina realizes one of the reasons behind his drive to fight. After listening, you realize the limits to your everything. (slight angst, hurt/comfort)

i’m the only 10 i see

Kaiju no. 10 doesn’t know what love is. (crack, fluff)

short lived

Even professionals aren’t immune. Even they fail to notice. (angst)

the woes of a father

Ogata Jugo never thought he’d be this kind of dad, giving life advice and trying to help meddle in someone’s love life. The thing is, he didn’t even have kids. (fluff, slight angst, pre-relationship)

warning: asshole!

Gen tried telling you to avoid this man at all costs–you didn’t listen. (crack, fluff, pre-relationship)

blades before grenades

Kaiju suck but using guns to kill them is suckier. (fluff, pre-relationship)

long memories

Back at your building behind closed doors, you miss each other more than you thought. (angst, hurt/comfort)

Have any questions about the relationship, other characters' reactions, etc.? Feel free to drop them in the inbox!

©inzaynety 2024

[youkaigakkou-tl]

Yohaji Final Exam! (Trivia quiz)

Take it here -> https://youkaigakkou.smartbuzz.jp/app/Quiz/16

You'll get one of 3 possible phone wallpapers if you get all questions correct!

Question translations below ⬇️

Q1: What does the NEET Beniko do at home?

Game

Study

Cook

Work out

Q2: How tall is Oota-kun in his giant form?

100m

110m

120m

130m

Q3: The Ogata twins were reading a youkai smut manga when their phones were confiscated. What was the smut manga's title?

Yuki-onna in the afternoon

Melancholy of the Kuchisake-onna

The Nure-onna's wet spot

Youkai diaries

Q4: During a lesson outside school, they ran into an old woman. What was her job?

Medium

Yoga instructor

Fortune teller

Hostess

Q5: When the group went to Haruaki's house, where was the train that they took going back headed for?

Hakata

Nagoya

Hiroshima

Okayama

Q6: When Hijita won first place at the scavenger hunt during sports day, what did he call himself?

The rice paddy wizard

Mud field-sensei

The mud devil

The galewind mud ball

Q7: When Haruaki was the anchor for the obstacle relay race, how many boxes was his first obstacle?

100

500

1,000

10,000

Q8: Tamao and Kuniko were late one day, they said their reason was "saving a XXX who was being shaken down". What was XXX?

Dog

Cat

Sparrow

Turtle

Q9: In the Karasutengu troupe, Ranmaru is the captain, Bonmaru is the lieutenant, what is Tenmaru's position?

Scribe

Public relations

Accountant

Advisor

Q10: During the Spookology exam at the old schoolhouse, the class divided into 4 groups. Which hand sign did Fuji Touya make when the groups were decided?

Rock

Scissors

Paper

Heart

Q11: Mame's family in Shikoku is part of the Shikoku Tanuki Alliance XXXX group? What is XXXX?

Ponpokopon

Pokoponpon

Ponponpoko

Ponpokopoko

Q12: Takahashi Akira likes cars. What color is his current favorite open-top?

Black

White

Red

Blue

Q13: Factorize this equation: x² + 5x + 6

(x+2)(x+3)

(x+1)(x+4)

(x+5)(x+6)

(x+2)(x+4)

Q14: How many hydrogen molecules are in 2.0mol of H2O?

2.4 x 10²⁴

2.4 x 10²⁵

2.4 x 10²⁶

2.4 x 10²⁷

Q15: Arrange these events in chronological order:

Kiyomizu-dera built

Envoy missions to Tang China abolished

"The Pillow Book" completed

"Genji Monogatari" completed

Envoy missions to Tang China abolished -> "The Pillow Book" completed -> "Genji Monogatari" completed -> Kiyomizu-dera built

Envoy missions to Tang China abolished -> Kiyomizu-dera built -> "The Pillow Book" completed -> "Genji Monogatari" completed

Kiyomizu-dera built -> "The Pillow Book" completed -> "Genji Monogatari" completed -> Envoy missions to Tang China abolished

Kiyomizu-dera built -> Envoy missions to Tang China abolished -> "The Pillow Book" completed -> "Genji Monogatari" completed

Answers:

1 4 3 1 1 4 3 2 1 4 1 2 1 1 4

The Haruakis when you get a wrong answer/didn't get all questions correct are really cute...

Also here's all 3 wallpapers so you don't have to redo the quiz 20 times getting the same 2 every time and end up having to get the 3rd one from someone else

[einshi]

name. geese.

pronouns. she/her or they/them

preferred comms. tumblr ims work, discord for deeper plot and twitter.

name of muse. satoru michael liu xiao satoru kogami suguru kaiser gojo the second

experience in RP. so there was this vampire knight community where i wrote zero for about a year or two and then moved to death note where i played mikami for another couple years, it was mostly forum-based rps and when i found out about tumblr wrote midorima shintaro for years and then rohan kishibe, leone abbacchio, risotto nero, chrollo, yomo, xanxus, byakuran, ogata all at the same time and then took like 3 years of break and came back with geto but also met kaiser and was like why not so now im hopping from geto to this multi to kaiser and whatever i feel like writing. my maths arent adding though but just know ive been rpying since i was 12 and unsupervised.

best experiences. writing golden kamuy with my friend spice who's no longer on tumblr! i feel like my writing improved a lot while exploring ogata's character — in fact i think he's my favorite muse that i've written ever, for anyone who doesn't know about GK please read it ! it's such a great manga and ogata one of the best written characters ever and jsyk he was ranked 7th for the 4th consecutive year in the yumejoshi top. another great experience was getting back to rp this year! i got to meet a lot of new people and made new friends who are also obsessed with geto.

pet peeves / dealbreakers. duplicate jealousy or whatever it's called. i don't really do exclusives because i think everyone writes their own muse differently so it's a big deal breaker for me that someone is unfriendly towards or does't welcome writers of the same muse. uh... aside from that, i don't really know what else. i'm pretty laid back and shrug off a lot of things.

muse preference (angst, fluff + smut). a bit of everything actually! a lot of angst gets too heavy for me eventually, comedy gets tiring, smut also gets old, so you could say i prefer varying there's really no preference. though i do favor character study! love analyzing a character's psyche and their responses, love putting my pookies into situations.

plots or memes. memes are usually better for me but that's because i'm really slow on discord since i'm always working, drawing or at the gym fighting for my life, so plotting privately might get frustrating with me :melt: unless you're really patient or just as busy as me lmao

are you like your muse. gojo just like me fr because we're both obsessed with geto but he should move aside bc he doesnt know what to do with all that but i do I DOOOOOOOO

tagged by / stolen from arthur @trelonkan :^) tagging @12reset @hourdive @psielapki @tearenola @cursedfell @inverteds @antishaman @hellkings *grabs you*

[liparidae]

Yoke and Crown: Chapter 1

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Tags: Explicit, Ogata Hyakunosuke/Reader, Nonbinary Reader, Canon-Typical Violence, Manipulation, Codependency, Eventual Smut, Will add more tags as things move forward, Spoilers

Ogata Hyakunosuke is wounded and alone. With nearly every bridge to speak of burned, he scrambles for any advantage he can get– which includes having someone, anyone, firmly on his side by any means necessary. Ogata just so happens to find you: also alone, and itching for something new. – An episodic collection of the reader’s journey with Ogata.

[dollwrites]

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader, noncon ( it borders on dubcon though ), mention of guns, anonymous sex, all characters featured are aged 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3

𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗿𝗯𝘀 ∣ prompt # eighteen // sex in an onsen

you kept your head tilted back against slick stone— gaze fixed on the long barrel of a rifle leaned up against the jagged rock only an arm’s length away. he hadn’t exactly threatened you with it, but the very air around him seemed to be a warning in itself when he’d ordered you out of the water, so you’d obeyed ( albeit cursing him quietly ). you’d been staying at a nearby inn for the last week or so, and you couldn’t say that he looked familiar. he must not have been local, which made you all the more nervous about the fact that he’d managed to catch you alone in the onsen.

he was a man of few words, as soon as you stood up in the water, he had your body arched over it and your legs spread, taking only a moment to drop his garb and spit in his hand, slathering it over a hardening cock before he plunged into you.

the pressure forces a mewl from your lips, and when his thick, calloused hands settled on the flare of your wet hips, he jerks your body forward to meet a greedy pace. at first, your eyes glared up at him as you protested, but when you saw that such a thing wouldn’t work on him ( not even a twitch in his stoic expression ), they had fallen over the body of the stranger fucking you. lean, but deeply chiseled and rugged, with faded battle scars. he was a soldier, at least at one point, made obvious by the blue of his garments discarded, which would explain why he was so heavily armed. looking at his body, watching the muscles in his lower abdomen dance beneath his skin when he thrusts forward was putting you into a trance. your hands wanted to reach out, grab his forearms as he held on to you with an angry grip, and anchor yourself to your assailant. that wasn’t right, and you knew it, but you couldn’t deny it felt good. his pace was not an overly rough one, and even the way your walls fluttered around the girth he provided was not unpleasant—

“Fuck, you’re tight, don’t get fucked much, do ya?” he muttered under his breath and clenched his jaw; you could watch the healed scars on his face shudder. as if spurred to do so, your insides spasm, clamping down on him harder in response. good. you wanted to be so tight that he felt like he was being strangled— your little way of getting him back for the assault.

“Go— to hell—“

you squirm, groan, and try to sit up, but he scoffs, one of his hands planting itself on your naked breast, his fingers splaying out as he pressed his weight on your chest, “be still.” he’d demanded, pinning you tightly with your back against the stone, so you’d eventually dropped your head back, focusing instead of the rifle. your body slid against the rock, leaving your skin raw and feeling irritated, but you reach out with one hand towards the weapon, considering pointing it right in his face and demanding he let you go. the stranger huffed and snorted as he mounted you, fucking you with reckless abandon.

the rifle appeared almost as a witness— the steam curling up around it, enveloping it in a thick blanket. the man notices where you’re reaching, and a rough grunt escapes his lips, “Wanna shoot me, girlie?” his tone was low and taunting, as if he knew that even with the gun within your reach, you wouldn’t be able to.

you still nod, though. if you knew how to use that thing, you’d fill him full of holes.

“Get in line, sweetheart.”

suddenly, the sensation of rough skin— broken and calloused— on your face makes you start. his fingers have traversed up the side of your neck and grasped your chin, forcing your eyes back to him. “Look at me,” he demands. you don’t want to do as he says, and you know the reason why.

you didn’t want to enjoy what was happening to you.

but you, eventually, allow your gaze to lock on with his, and you feel your stomach sink at the lustful, greedy look in deep, abyssal eyes.

for several, agonizing moments, there was nothing but ragged breath and skin slapping as he stared into your eyes. his teeth clenched, snorting through his nose like a wild animal. and you, trying to kill every whimper that threatened to break the barrier of your pursed lips as the thick, throbbing tip of the stranger’s cock battered your sensitive, spongy interior nerves. he could see the struggle in your eyes, the conflict with yourself, your determination to pretend you hated it as much as you should. the spectre of amusement passes across his expression, before he pushes his fingers against your lips, smearing the scent of salt and sweat across them, pushing them open so he can worm his digits inside, making you taste him.

“Cute.”

[writerobscura]

Fic Writer Tag

I was tagged by Anonymous - thanks, hoss.

How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 32 works on AO3, with an original work that is ongoing.

What’s your total AO3 word count?

There's nowhere that tells me, but a rough estimate? Over 260k

How many fandoms have you written for, and what are they?

At AO3? 5

Golden Kamuy (18) ALL OUT!! (6) Gungrave (4) Legend of the Galactic Heroes (2) Star Trek: Deep Space Nine (1)

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Stolen Soul is my fandom opus featuring the rare pair of OTANI/TANIO (Ogata/Tanigaki/Ogata), and it's got 89 Kudos.

In second place is Shōganai, another Golden Kamuy fic with 76 Kudos. It is part of a tetralogy of Hyakunosuke Ogata/Genjirou Tanigaki stories that begin pre-canon and end just before the raid on Abashiri.

The three remaining stories in that tetralogy round out my top five: Don't Look at Me, Haitsu Taiken, and Bunkatsu-sen—all with 76-73 ish Kudos each.

Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

I always thank readers for commenting, and if I know them from other outlets, I will converse a bit.

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

Most of my fan fiction has angsty endings. One that stands out is Beta Clones (a Star Trek DS9 fic).

Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you’ve written?

No.

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Oh, absolutely - but never in the comments.

GK fandom provided mostly anons and neck-talkers and sub-tweeters that slagged me as a person and sometimes insulted my fiction.

Say what you want about my work and its themes bothering you, I don't care - but making up shit about me was a whole other kind of strange I wasn't ready for...

Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Oh, I write me some smut - and it's typically gay.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I've had two of my published works, and an unpublished script plagiarized. Never checked my fanfic.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

I've had five of my published works translated and a few of my Gungrave fics translated.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Fanfiction - no. Fan comics - yes, I consider the artists my co-writers.

What’s your all-time favourite ship?

Oh wow - it's a tie between KUGASHIRA/LEE (Gungrave) and OTANI/TANIO (Ogata/Tanigaki/Ogata)

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

I'd love to finish Nach vorn Kommen (a LOGH fic), but I don't think it's in the stars.

What are your writing strengths?

I want to say dialogue.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Narrative pacing. I'm used to writing for artists or actors - not readers. I'm getting better.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

If I don't know the language, I find a native speaker to make sure I write it correctly. For original work, I use Italics and then denote the language being spoken in a dialogue tag.

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Fandom? Oh, wow. Gundam Wing? My first fanfic, though, was Facts of Life, and I was about 12.

What’s your favourite fic you’ve written?

I typically write stories or pairings I cannot find elsewhere. That being said, I like all my fics and don't have a diehard favorite - but I'm very fond of Obstacle, an AO!! fic featuring Daigo Takashi and Iwashimizu Sumiaki.

I don't know anyone here enough to tag them - if you see thisand you write fanfic, feel free to take it.

[digitalfcte]

name — Kubo

pronouns — he/him

preferred comms — I can do IMs here, but if I start vibing with you I'll probably ask for your Discord

name of muse – Ogata Ayako

experience in RP — Probably more than I should have

best experiences — creating some awesome characters? and of course the friends along the way.

pet peeves / dealbreakers — probably if you spam too much unrelated stuff in your rp blog, especially if it's negative ("sir this is a Wendy's")

muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ) — I try to dabble in the three of them, but also want to get more into action (no not that one, the one in shounen manga kinda of action) when possible.

plot or memes — I'm a much more improvise and be spontaneous when I rip so I pick memes. only because I'm reading "plot" here as people going into DMs and planning for a long time before starting writing. I like going straight to the writing

long or short replies — What comes naturally. I like going wordy when the inspiration to explore whatever is inside the character's head really hits.

best time to write — when the code is compiling :v

are you like your muse — if only I could code as good as Ayako rn

stealing from @wxtchpilot

Tagging: @bxd-kxrma

[vewyscawywriting]

🔥 is smut 🌶️ is not smut, but spicy * is work on my old tumblr account

Compilation of random manga/anime oneshots that didn't warrant their own masterlist. If there's more than 2 fics made/in the works for the respective media I'll create seperate masterlists for them.

Golden Kamuy

Ogata x Reader - Mania 🔥

2,933 words - violence, murder, manic ogata, corruption

Code Geass

Lelouch x f!Reader - Heavy is the Head 🔥

2,027 words - spiraling, attempted blowjob, unsafe sex

Dr. Stone

Stanley x f!Reader x Xeno - Love Potion 🔥

4,063 words - desperation, love potion/aphrodisiac, established relationship, threesome, polygamy

Stanley x f!Reader x Xeno - WIP

[devoti]

wow ogata's like really destroying me tho I think I'd go as far as to write smut for him cos there isn't anybody who is 😭😭

[einshi]

──     you hold onto what you have; you do not give it up easily, even when you know it is poisoning you. // multi-muse as penned by geese . canon-compliant . unaffiliated

──  blog . muses . cr . main

disclaimer & muses under the cut.

active muses:

JJK: * suguru geto * gojo satoru

BLEACH: * ulquiorra schiffer * aizen sousuke

CHAINSAW MAN: * angel devil * makima

RECORD OF RAGNAROK: * beelzebub * hades * poseidon

SAKAMOTO DAYS: * gaku * osaragi

GOLDEN KAMUY: * ogata hyakunosuke

LINK CLICK: * liu xiao (testing)

TOKYO GHOUL: * yomo renji

BUNGO STRAY DOGS: * fyodor dostoyevski * nakahara chuuya

MORIARTY THE PATRIOT: * sherlock holmes * albert james moriarty

PSYCHO PASS: * kogami shinya

OMNISCIENT READER'S VIEWPOINT: * yoo joonghyuk

TGCF: * hua cheng

DGM: * tyki mikk

one. quite selective with the blogs I decide to follow.

two. common roleplay courtesy is expected: no Godmoding unless plotted otherwise, cutting posts in replies, respect for characterization, and so on.

three. shipping is allowed, though I must ask the muse is +18. that being said, no smut with underage characers will happen.

four. I am caught up with all series for the most part, as well as adjacent works. taking this into consideration, there will likely be spoilers from time to time. I’ll try keep everything properly tagged.

five. random starters, unprompted asks and plotting is highly encouraged!

six. i have no issue with duplicates. the more, the merrier, i think. feel free to follow. unfortunately i don't do exclusives, don't really have mains either. all muses are welcome to plot interaction.

Please be patient with me. my activity will be inconsistent and replies come as I feel them, not in drafting order.

thank you for reading! the name is geese, 25+ she/her they/them

[liparidae]

Yoke and Crown: Chapter 2

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Tags: Explicit, Ogata Hyakunosuke/Reader, Nonbinary Reader, Canon-Typical Violence, Manipulation, Codependency, Eventual Smut, Spoilers, Animal Death

You, Ogata, and some deer.