#gintama fanfic

[seigibathala]

A Marked Liaison

#gintama #gintsu #sakata gintoki #tsukuyo #gintoki x tsukuyo #gintama couple #artists on tumblr #digital art #gintama fanfic #A Marked Liaison #fanfic recs #gintama naraku au

[strawberrytoki]

Hey there ❤️

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.

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[kurokitsunei]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 銀魂 | Gintama (Anime & Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Hijikata Toshirou/Sakata Gintoki Characters: Hijikata Toshirou, Sakata Gintoki Additional Tags: Handcuff ep coda, awkward meetings in the convenience store, Feat. Pudding; Mayo; and Meltykiss Summary:

After being handcuffed together for a whole day, Gin and Hijikata run into each other in FamilyMart <3

#ginhiji #gintama #gintoki x hijikata #gintama fanfic #I finally got to the handcuff ep and it was everything I could have hoped for!! #I literally wrote and posted this from my phone #tell me u have a GinHiji obsession without telling me u have a GinHiji obsession

[daddytoki]

Fandom: Gintama Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Shimura Tae/Yagyuu Kyuubei

Valentine’s Day came and went with little fanfare, because neither Kyuubei nor Otae knew what to do with it. Who was supposed to be The Man in their relationship, anyway? Well, thought Kyuubei, I am clearly the more masculine of us two. I will wait for White Day to roll by, and then I’ll pull some romantic declaration out of my ass that’s so life-changing we get married on the spot. This plan is flawless.  Well, thought Otae, these gender stereotypes are pretty outdated anyway, I wouldn’t want to stick Kyuubei in The Man box against their wishes. The progressive thing to do would be to wait for them to make the first move for White Day and just follow their lead.  Suffice it to say, Kyuubei received zero chocolates on Valentine’s day. Everything went to shit.

#hey what if i completely rewrote a fic from 4 years ago #full turned a 500 word drabble into a 5000 word party #kyuutae girlies come get yall juice #we deserve it #dry as a desert here #gintama #kyuutae #yagyuu kyuubei #shimura otae #wlw #kyuubei x otae #have we agreed on name spelling in tags #well anyway #doing these lesbians the cringefail justice they deserve #gintoki #shimura shinpachi #kagura #appear briefly #implied ginhiji bc you know me #implied implied okikagu #bc u know me #gintama fanfic #ao3 #txt #screeds #yeah thats everything

[bulleheart]

Idk if anyone will see this but I’m writing a Gintama fic so if anyone’s interested…

#gintama #sakata gintoki #gintama gintoki #kagura #gintama kagura #shimura shinpachi #gintama katsura #gintama shinpachi #gintama fanfic #fanfic #writing #my writing

[sakukaguxxi]

Yakult and Tobacco | Gintama

Word count: 3.4k

C/W’s: none really except for a tiny bit of blood

Summary: a story about what happens to Takasugi and the Kiheitai after ch. 704

a/n: This is my first time writing for Gintama, and I wanted to do something like this for a while but didn’t think I was a good enough story writer. But I really felt passionate about this topic and tried my best. I was inspired by various ideas from fandom and combined with my own random ideas. I hope this isn’t too bad. Likes and reblogs are appreciated!

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The long search hadn’t been for nothing. It wasn’t a pipe dream, it wasn't a dead end. This couldn’t be a coincidence. After investigating the dragon holes for several months, Matako finally found him. 

She was overcome with tears of joy and relief as she held the reborn Takasugi in her arms. The local villagers who had gathered around upon getting word of a mysterious baby appearing in the dragon hole looked on in mild confusion. What does this baby mean to this woman? they must have thought. Was it really born from the dragon hole or just abandoned? Is it the divine wrath of Ryujin-sama?

Matako didn’t really care how this scene looked to anyone else at that moment. It was just so personal. Feeling like a big weight had been lifted off her shoulders finally, she decided she was ready to leave after she finished crying and wiped away her tears. Wherever home was, they could now return.

Matako turned to the crowd. “I will take this child,” she announced.

Nobody else was racing to volunteer, but there were a few murmurs among the crowd. Then one man pointed at the infant, shouting, “This could be an attack by the Dragon Vein God! You shouldn’t keep it!”

“I can handle this,” she responded firmly. “You don’t know the whole story, because this is actually my friend who I’ve been looking for, and now he’s been revived. It probably sounds crazy, but even if you don’t believe me, I have to do this.”

Now that she found Shinsuke, it was time to embark on the journey to regroup with Takechi. Some villagers were actually kind enough to help her by lending her some baby supplies and giving her directions, even if they didn’t fully understand the background. 

……

Matako met Takechi at a small house on the outskirts of Edo that the Kiheitai had used as a hideout. It would make a decent place for someone who wanted some privacy away from the city. There was a dirt path leading to it with a hedge running along one side.

When Matako arrived at the house, Takasugi still looked like a baby. She and Takechi decided they would take care of him together. The two Kiheitai members smiled down at the infant. Takechi, normally less sentimental, was still happy Takasugi had been found. He was also proud that after being told there wasn’t the slightest chance of Takasugi being resurrected like Utsuro, their intuition had actually worked out in their favor.

“The dark purple hair is definitely the same,” Henpeita observed. 

“And now he has two functioning eyes again,” Matako added. She gazed at the baby, whose eyes were open and was looking up at the two of them. “I wonder if he recognizes us yet even in this state…”

Henpeita put a hand on her shoulder. “We can’t know yet, so you shouldn’t worry right now.”

……

Takasugi had reached a new stage of growth within a couple days of arriving at the hideout, looking around preschool age now. Despite hearing what happened to the reborn Utsuro from Gintoki and knowing what altana was capable of, Matako and Henpeita were still amazed to witness Takasugi’s growth first-hand. It reminded them of Princess Kaguya. Altana truly was a powerful energy.

Henpeita went and bought more clothing for Takasugi in a couple different sizes since they didn’t know when his next growth spurt would be. As the strategist of the Kiheitai, he was trying to think ahead. He also bought Yakult, which Takasugi had gone absolutely nuts for in the past. He thought it might even help spur on his memories.

There weren’t many other people in the close-by area to worry about, but Matako felt a sense of protectiveness towards Takasugi during this sensitive time. She didn’t want people to think he was a monster if they noticed his fast growth. She was glad she’d found him when she did instead of him falling into the wrong hands. For the time being, he had to stay near the house at least.

The interesting thing about Shinsuke growing up at an accelerated rate was that he still couldn’t speak, but seemed to understand basic communication in a way. He also easily regained his ability to do certain things such as walking and using chopsticks with only a little instruction if any. He mostly followed the other two around quietly like a puppy and went with the flow of whatever they were doing. Being like a little kid, he could still get into mischief. Gintoki had mentioned that the reborn Shouyou started speaking fully when his memories were unlocked. However, Matako didn’t know if or when Takasugi would regain his memories and return to his old self. 

……

On the second night since Takasugi’s new growth, Matako rolled to her side and smiled softly at him as they were about to go to sleep. They slept in the same room on their own futons since he had his first growth spurt out of babyhood. But Shinsuke was given the one regular-sized blanket in the house. Takechi hadn’t gotten around to shopping for more of those yet. 

For the first time since being reborn, Shinsuke had a dream of various people crying or looking like they’re about to cry. There was the blonde-haired woman called Matako, a man with curly silvery-blue hair, and another man with long light brown hair. In the dream, Shinsuke thought, No… please don’t cry, everyone… 

Shinsuke woke up again early in the morning and turned toward Matako out of curiosity and instinct. She was still asleep but looked cold and exposed from not having a decent blanket. Despite still being tired, he felt an urge to help her, so he dragged his blanket across the room and covered her. Then he laid down next to her on top of the blanket and pulled one edge over himself.

Like a lot of dreams, most of the contents of Shinsuke’s had faded from his mind within a few minutes of being awake, leaving only vague bits and pieces. The details of most of the people had become blurrier, and he wasn’t aware yet that it was based on real experience anyway. 

A few hours later, Takechi stepped in the doorway to the others’ bedroom, asking, “Matako, are you awake yet?”. He had returned from a short visit to the city and was surprised to see the little Takasugi sleeping next to her on top of the blanket. 

Memories of the first time Takechi officially met Matako flashed in his mind: despite the Bakufu confiscating her gun, she did whatever she could to try to save the imprisoned Jouishishi, such as threatening Takechi with a dagger to the back. More important to her than Takasugi acknowledging her or letting her join him was preventing his death, because she believed the country needed him. No doubt, being saved by him personally had also cemented her loyalty and belief that he had a good heart. Takechi had handed back her gun and told her she would do well to take revenge herself. He recalled her surprised face at the end of the battle when Shinsuke simply said, “Let’s go,” letting her know she was included.

I never thought I’d see them as roommates, Henpeita thought.

……

Later the same day, Gintoki was walking towards the Kiheitai hideout when he came upon a little boy standing on the path. Despite looking young, Gintoki could recognize that face anywhere, having grown up with him. Shinsuke stared up at him like a deer caught in headlights.

“So we meet again, huh?” Gintoki stated calmly, his eyes at half-mast.

Meanwhile, Matako was in the house, expecting Gintoki any minute. The Kiheitai had contacted all of Shinsuke’s old friends, and Gintoki was the first who was able to visit. She was suddenly alerted to a child whining, “Let me go! Put me down!” followed by a familiar male voice saying, “Excuse me.” She went into the genkan to see Gintoki holding Shinsuke under his arm

“Let me go!” Shinsuke repeated, trying to wriggle free.

“Is this your kid?” Gintoki asked sarcastically. “He made an impudent face, and I knew right away.” He finally released the boy from his hold.

As Shinsuke went forward to climb over the porch step, kicking his sandals off behind him, Matako grumbled, “...It’s obvious.” Shinsuke dashed past her into the house. “Come in,” she offered to Gintoki.

……

After setting Shinsuke up with a game on the other side of the room, Matako and Gintoki sat across from each other with their own cup of tea. Gintoki eyed him for a bit before focusing on Matako. “How has taking care of him been so far?” he asked.

“It’s been relatively good. It’s not like I have much experience taking care of babies or little kids, but this isn’t a regular situation. Takechi-senpai has also been a big help, I hate to admit…”

“When did he start talking, anyway? He still seems pretty quiet otherwise…”

Matako frowned slightly. “Just today when you showed up carrying him… He never said anything before, so I guess this is progress. I thought you meeting him could change things…”

“Well, yes, I am very influential,” Gintoki joked. “I’m not the main character of my own series for nothing.”

Matako looked downcast, so Gintoki snapped back into seriousness, waiting for her to continue. “I can’t help but compare your situation with Shouyou to ours,” she explained. “I want Shinsuke-sama to be happy no matter what happens, but deep down my hope is he’ll regain his memories and return to being the person we know and love. Am I selfish for this? Would he be better off starting a different life and forgetting Shouka Sonjuku, the Joui War, the Kiheitai, everything?” Her eyes stung with tears. “I won’t abandon him, but I can’t deny there’s still a void from losing a loved one. Not only could we not prevent it, we weren’t there for him during that time. We had no idea he was dying. I thought we were doing the right thing by giving him some space, but it didn't work out for us in the end. We shouldn’t have left him alone…”

Suddenly, Takasugi scurried up next to Matako to hold her hand. He noticed her looking and sounding like she might cry and wanted to comfort her somehow. Matako was surprised by his action, but it made her smile. “Don’t worry, I’m alright,” she reassured him, giving him a one-armed hug. He stood back for a few seconds like he wasn’t sure, then returned to his area.

Gintoki drank more tea with a pensive expression. “You don’t know this, but I actually had amnesia once from a car accident and lost my identity,” he shared. “Yeah, I became a productive member of society and didn’t remember bad memories from my past, but it wasn’t me. My friends struggled to get me back, and while it didn’t happen right away and I left them to start a new life, they still came to get me eventually. So the way you feel is natural, Matako-san. And although I can’t make any guarantees and can only go by my one experience, I’d say you shouldn’t give up… Just be honest with him.”

……

Matako saw Gintoki off at the entrance when it was time to go. “Thank you again for coming, Shiroyasha,” she said. 

“No problem,” Gintoki replied. “And like I said, I’ll also see what else I can do. I’ll talk to Zura and Tatsuma about it too. So, see you guys later.”

“See ya.” That came from Shinsuke, who had come out to the front. Matako and Gintoki were still a little stunned to hear him speak again at all, but Matako did a double take because his yukata was now up to his knees. He definitely looked taller than he was even less than twenty minutes ago! Now he had an elementary school-age appearance. 

Gintoki also noticed and smirked. “Take care now,” he said.

On his way down the path, Gintoki encountered Takechi coming from the opposite direction with a bag in hand. 

“Were you in a hurry?” Takechi asked, stopping.

“I had some barley tea and we talked for a bit,” Gintoki replied. As he walked past Takechi, he continued, “I don’t know what’ll end up happening, but… he definitely doesn’t need diapers anymore,” and waved back.

……

Gintoki, Katsura, and Sakamoto met at a local restaurant and sat at a booth together, with Gintoki on one side and the other two across. He was catching them up on his visit to the Kiheitai from the day before.

“I admit that I was initially skeptical and didn’t think it was possible for him to be resurrected,” Katsura said. “I admit it, I was wrong.”

“Aren’t you glad things are starting to work out, though?” Sakamoto said. 

“Yeah, but there’s still the issue of him getting his memories back, which the Kiheitai care a lot about,” Gintoki pointed out. “Matako-san seemed upset when I talked to her. I think we should all do our best to help in some way. Takasugi was our friend too, so we want him to get his memories back, right?”

Sakamoto turned to Katsura with a smile and said, “Well, since it’s our turn to visit now, let’s go together. We should do it soon this week.”

“Let’s bring presents,” Katsura suggested excitedly. 

……

After Gintoki left the Kiheitai hideout, Takasugi didn’t try to speak the rest of that day or into the next. Matako and Takechi weren’t sure why, but hypothesized maybe his mind was still settling in and it was part of his development. They asked him at one point if he could remember his past, but he shook his head in confusion. So they tried to tell him some more about his background, and he seemed to be listening, but his reaction was calm, almost unreadable.

It wasn’t until after going to bed that more peculiar things happened once again. Takasugi had another dream where he was standing by a river at night with fireworks going off. It was a beautiful sight, and he watched in awe as different colors and even shapes soared across the sky. There were other people around him watching, including three people right in front of him. Then those three people turned around and smiled at him. There was Matako, Takechi, and a green-haired man wearing sunglasses… Bansai. By the way they were looking at him, it seemed like they were happy he was having a good time and enjoyed being with him. 

The scenery changed somehow seamlessly to a man standing in front of a nondescript background. He had long, light brown hair and wore gray and beige clothing, with his arms crossed and tucked into the opposite sleeves of his haori. He was smiling and had a strong aura like a wise and kind person. He said, I’m proud of you, Shinsuke, so don’t give up. 

Shouyou-sensei? Shinsuke thought as the recognition completely dawned on him.

Takasugi didn’t get to hear a response as he woke up soon after that in the morning. Not only had he grown to adult size overnight, he now finally had a realization about himself. That dream had made everything clear. 

He sat up cross-legged, the blanket falling over his lap. Since he grew a lot over night, his yukata had opened up and became more like a shirt, revealing his bare torso and obviously not long enough anymore to cover his bottom half if not for the blanket. 

Matako groaned slightly as she also started to wake up. She tilted her head to look at Takasugi and was met with the grown version of him staring back at her with his mouth slightly agape.

“Wha- Huh?!” Matako gasped, sitting up and pulling her blanket further over her chest out of reflex. She honestly hadn’t expected to wake up that morning and suddenly see Takasugi look basically like the person she’d known for 12 years. Out of awkwardness, she shifted her position to slightly face away from him while her eyes were still pointed his way. She trembled a little as she reached to push some hair out of her face. 

Takasugi put his hand over his left eye. “Hey… It’s me,” he finally said.

In a flash, Matako went forward to kneel in front of him as he lowered his hand. She looked up right into his eyes. “You can see, can’t you?” she asked with concern. 

Takasugi looked down and took in her expression fully, which conveyed intense emotion. “...Yes, I can see …” he answered. “It’s just that I only noticed now that I got it back…”

“How do you feel now?” 

“I’m still trying to process everything and let the fact that this is real settle in… But I know how and why I came back and accept it. On that day, Shouyou-sensei actually told me his plan to sacrifice himself by using up all the altana in his body to cancel out the terminal’s altana. And he was distraught at the time because he didn’t think he could save me as well…” He raised one side of his mouth in a half smile. “I feel like Sensei was by my side until you came to pick me up again. And he still is here in a way…” 

Takasugi took a scan around the room, then continued, “And even before I got my memories back, I’ve seen over the past couple weeks how you and Takechi have taken care of and protected me, so I’m also grateful to you. Also importantly, I’ve wanted to say I’m sorry for leaving the Kiheitai behind without a word and any hurt caused by my absence. I couldn’t tell you what was going on and I didn’t know how much longer I’d have to live or if I’d see you again at all. But thank you for not giving up on me.”

Matako felt her heart swell and couldn’t help herself, leaning forward to give him a big hug. He was momentarily stunned but formed a small smile and reciprocated. “It really was no problem,” Matako said. “You know the Kiheitai will be there for you. And we may not have had the chance to meet your master, but we can’t thank him enough for making this possible...”

……

Once Shinsuke was fully dressed and had gotten his bearings, he said to Takechi when they were outside walking, “Could you hand me your sword? There’s something I want to see…”

Takechi unsheathed his sword and handed it over without a word, his eyes fixed on Shinsuke’s face the whole time.

Shinsuke raised his left hand and carefully pricked the pad of the middle finger. There were some tiny beads of blood, but nothing else happened. After sucking the blood off his finger, he resumed, “I actually don’t think I had to do that to know I’m still mortal, but I just felt like making a point for myself.” He gave Takechi back his sword.

As Takechi put it away, he responded in an amused tone, “I figured that’s why you wanted it.”

Shinsuke chuckled. “I wanna get a new sword sometime soon, though. It doesn’t feel right not having something at my waist. And I might need it anyway if the Kiheitai has plans.”

……

Later that day, Katsura and Sakamoto came over. “Sorry it’s been a while since I last wrote,” Katsura told Matako as they stood at the genkan with him in front of Sakamoto. He held up a paper bag. “This is a gift for you, Matako-san. It’s one of those new-fangled robot vacuums.”

“Oh, wow,” Matako remarked.

Katsura stepped a little closer to her like he was giving her some topic secret advice, but said in a louder voice with his finger pointed up, “For the little one’s sake, we need to make sure we take care of dust in even the nooks and crannies…”

“It’s really nice, but why are you so loud right now? And anyway, Shinsuke-sama is already…”

“Oi,” came a baritone voice from inside, which got Sakamoto and Katsura to crane their necks around Matako. She led them forward so they could see in the doorway.

Takasugi was sitting on the floor holding a kiseru. “You guys are as loud as ever,” he said with a grin.

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a/n: Thanks for reading! Please like and reblog!

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[eyesofeos]

Experiencing Ginzura brainrot compelled me to write this in like a week while re-watching the series

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[sakatatoushi]

danshikou sensou

tags 🏷️: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, au - high school, babysitting, family fluff, mental health issues, childhood trauma, past character death, get to know each other, and more!

warnings: mature content!

highschool!ginhiji + student council vice-president!hijikata babysitter!gintoki

words: 25.3k until now

chapters: 4/?

→ read it here

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[gintokisimp]

Office desks are for working

“Why do you want to talk about responsibilities now, I can’t think right now,” Gintoki grumbled and rolled his hips again, going a little bit too deep, a little too harsh.

Genre: Shameless Smut

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 794

Tsukuyo opened her eyes and saw the dark tabletop of Gintoki’s office desk. Her forehead touched the cold surface and she could hear the soft creaking of the wood and his soft moans whenever her hips were pushed against the table.

“G - Gintoki?” Tsukuyo breathed silently and clamped her fingers around the table’s edge to suppress a moan.

“H - Hm,” Gintoki grunted as a response just before he took a sharp breath.

“When do ya plan to pick up the kids?”

Seemingly confused, Gintoki stopped for a second and his grip around her neck loosened.

“..at the agreed time, don’t know..,” he replied hesitantly and leaned back a little.

“Shouldn’t ya know?”

“Why do you want to talk about responsibilities now, I can’t think right now,” Gintoki grumbled and rolled his hips again, going a little bit too deep, a little too harsh.

Tsukuyo gasped and felt a tear forming in the corner of her eye. As if he knew this was going to happen, Gintoki reached up to her face to run his finger under her eye.

With a satisfied grunt, his hand moved back to her neck, pushing her onto the table again.

Tsukuyo turned her head and tried to focus on the pencil holder standing next to her which moved slightly in a steady rhythm.

Even though they both had wholeheartedly agreed to make it as quick as possible, still fully clothed, she still wanted it to at least last a few minutes. Who knew when they had the needed time again.

Observing the pencils sadly didn’t work for her as she felt herself drifting further into pleasure with each deep stroke he gave her and with her last mental capacity, she tried to think of another topic to distract him with instead.

Suddenly she had an idea.

“Are ya done yet?” Tsukuyo asked and Gintoki halted. The pen she was focusing still rolled around in the round container until it stopped as well.

“Are you serious?” He sounded a little bit hurt but then she felt his mood changing and she could hear sadness in his voice. “If you don’t want to, you should’ve just said so…”

He was about to withdraw and zip up his pants again, when she couldn’t keep a giggle in.

“Oi.”

Now he was mad.

She knew what his face looked like at that moment without turning around.

Gintoki huffed. “Playing with my feelings, I see. But I can also play with you.”

“Can ya?” Tsukuyo whispered back and Gintoki forced her against the table without another word, kicking her legs further apart so that she was almost only kept up by his hips pressed to her ass.

It had exactly the effect she wanted.

If they only had a few minutes of time, they should make it worth their time.

“Relax,” Gintoki whispered into her ear when he leaned over her and put his significantly larger hands over hers which were still tightly closed around the edge of the table.

And she relaxed when he started to give her deeper and faster strokes than he did before, pushing the air out of her lungs.

She started to see stars, feeling her arousal spiraling into heights. Very soon she would reach her limit and by the way Gintoki’s groans were getting louder and his movements more messier, she knew he was close as well.

A little teasing always did the trick.

Tsukuyo couldn’t keep her voice in anymore and with her first moan, she could feel Gintoki tense up above her.

“I’m gonna -,” he couldn’t even finish the sentence anymore before he whined silently and and reached his peak, but he kept up the pace and fucked her just as rough until she tensed around him.

When she was done, Gintoki fell onto her and exhaled slowly. He relaxed more and more, feeling like a pancake on top of her and Tsukuyo knew he was about to fall asleep.

Still out of breath, she collected her remaining energy and pushed herself up. Gintoki protested sleepily when he fell off her back, but stood up as well.

“Ya have ‘t pick up the kids now,” she said and with a smirk and Gintoki glared at her.

“Yea I know,” he grumbled and zipped up his pants and fixed the yukata.

Tsukuyo smiled at him and he blushed slightly.

“Dirty tricks,” he mumbled under his breath and turned around to pick up his (her) money.

“What do you wanna eat later?” Gintoki asked and peeked into the purse.

“Whatever you want, just get what makes ya happy,” she replied and gave him a quick kiss before she softly pushed him out of the front door. “Go, they’re waiting for ya slow ass.”

“Yea yea, on my way.”

#gintama #gintsu #Gintoki x Tsukuyo #gintoki #tsukuyo #fanfiction #gintama fanfic

[nostalgia4light]

I’m on a major Gintama binge, like, I’m falling apart over it and this is literally the best Gintama fic I’ve come across. 

#ginhiji #hijigin #sakata gintoki #hijikata toushirou #gintama #gintama fanfic #I'M BEGGING PEOPLE TO CHECK IT OUT

[archive0fmy0wn]

Series Title:  It might take a decade

Author: thebosphorus (sugoi_auriga)

Status: 8/?

Synopsis:  Gintama future fic 5 years from current timeline. Otae proposes marriage to Gintoki for unconventional reasons. Gintoki has to come up with an answer somehow.

Part I -  People Change in Five Years

Lots of things have changed. Shinpachi worries too much for his sister. Gintoki and Otae have weird habits.

Part II -  The Queen Watches Over Us

Yorozuya is coming back from Yoshiwara, hiding their injuries. Otae displays what she had been doing for the past ten years. Don't underestimate the Empress of Kabukichou, even if you are the Yoruzuya.

Part III -  Shrike

Otae has a problem. Gintoki can make it better and worse.

Part IV -  Yogurt is Kinda Sour

Being Empress of Kabukichou is taking a toll on Otae. She just wants to sleep. She already tried everything. She knows where to go now. Gin-san will always let her in.

Part V -  Champagne Glasses

Otae and Gintoki celebrate peace time with champagne on the porch. Shinpachi shows up. Kagura eventually hears about what happened too.

Part VI -  Tea Can be With or Without Sugar

Otae had proposed to Gintoki a few months back. Gintoki didn't say "no". He hasn't said "yes" either. Shinpachi and Kagura don't mind them being together. Gintoki copes, adapts and comes to a decision.

Part VII -  Filligree Filligree

Gintoki and an important piece of paper.

Part VIII -  Always the Last To Know

Six months later Sakamoto and Mutsu learn that Gintoki got married to none other than the brightest star in the Kabukichou sky, Tae Shimura.

Katsura, you bastard.

#gintama #gintae #gintama fanfic #gintae fanfic

[booai]

Trash - Sakata Gintoki/Reigen Arataka

Summary: Gintoki and Reigen meet and hook up at a club, except they’re both so pathetic that they can’t get very far.

Rating: E

Length: 2493 words

This is P_W_P. Only for over 18. Lmao... this is crack but serious. Born from the Great Dilf-off of Twitter 2022. There's also FIC ART!!!

#gintama fanfiction #gintama fic rec #sakata gintoki #reigen arataka #reitoki #ginrei #reigin #gintoki/reigen #reigen/gintoki #gintama #mob psycho 100 #mp100 #mob psycho #mp100 fanfic #gintama fanfic #crackship

[float-me-now]

Shout-out to fics [5/?]  

Chapters: 2/?

Fandom: Gintama Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Hijikata Toshirou, Itou Kamotarou, a bunch of other guys but theyre all background characters Additional Tags: Ghosts, Attempt at Humor, Pokemon References, A little bit of mystery, me trying to figure out what the shinsengumi do on a daily basis

Summary:

The ghost of Itou hops out of a portal and only Hijikata can see him for some reason. AKA I drag Itou out of the afterlife for the comedic potential.

MILD SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT

All credits to: @risuwu for this literal work of art

Sooo this is a fic that is particularly dear to me since it features my favorite character (Itou) in my favorite style (humor + serious parts). The mere idea of making Itou come back as a ghost with Toshi being the only one who can see him is gold, since Toshi actually is scared of ghosts in canon. I absolutely adore anything canon in Gintama but in my opinion Itou should have lived, because he could have had a lot of interesting relationships and interactions with several other characters (especially Hijikata), and he also would have made a hell of a straight man. He’s still technically dead in this fic, but all the good ‘Itou was a part of the story’ vibes are there!

Highlights:

The humor is /very/ Gintama-like: quick and witty, with references to canon events and other fandoms (the FMA and OP ones in chapter 2 were hilarious). This feature is super pleasant because it feels like watching an actual episode, where characters say and do things like that because it’s the Gintama way. I think that it’s really cool when authors that can write in their unique style while also being true to the style of the show they’re writing about.

Sougo and his antics <3

The description of Itou’s first appearance through Toshi’s eyes is super fun to read!

“I don’t recall ever helping you.” “You have” Excuse me while I SCREAM 😭

Itou and Toshi messing with Gintoki was probably one of my favorite parts 😂😂 I love that they’ll have to work together!

That little moment in chapter 2 when Kondo remembers how easy it was to deal with the government when Itou was with them was SO sweet. Toshi also implies that he brings him up frequently, and Itou falling silent after hearing this was a punch in the gut (in a very good way). I appreciated this exchange also because it highlights how Itou’s work was actually important for the Shinsengumi, which is something that the manga/anime touched very briefly.

Itou and the CATS!! Super cute way of bringing back a little detail from canon!

I can’t wait for the next chapter!!

#not the 100 #gintama #gintama fanfiction #gintama fanfic #ghosts are scary but not as scary as ultra beasts #lookaway #toshiro hijikata #kamotaro itou #isao kondo #gintoki sakata #background characters #ghosts #mystery #humor

[kurokitsunei]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 銀魂 | Gintama (Anime & Manga) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Hijikata Toshirou/Sakata Gintoki Characters: Hijikata Toshirou, Sakata Gintoki Additional Tags: Alley Sex, 5 plus 1 GinHiji style, The Author Regrets Nothing, Slice of Life, aka GinHiji fluff and them BAM alley sex Series: Part 1 of Drive Me, Crazy Summary:

Five times Gin and Hijikata meet in an alleyway, and one time they fuck in one.

#ginhiji #gintama #gin x hijikata #gintama fanfic #five plus one #well friends it appears I am well and truly on the ginhiji fic train #all aboooooooard!

[bossladytae]

Fic: Respect Your Elders Because You Will Also Become an Elder

Hijikata coughed, waving away the smoke. “Sougo!! What the hell are you—” He lost the next words on his tongue when the air cleared and revealed a man with familiar dark red eyes and closely cropped grey hair, parted to the side. He was wearing a captain’s uniform with a sleeping mask hanging around his neck. “S-Sougo? Is that you?”

The man blinked at first, staring at him for a few seconds before saying, “Sorry, old man, I thought you were the rotten vice-chief of our organization.”

“Captain Okita, it is Vice-Chief!”

“Really?” Okita squinted at Hijikata and then shook his head in apparent disbelief. “Wow…you’re well on your way to becoming decrepit and useless. It’s time you retired.” He raised the bazooka and took aim. “But, don’t worry, your successor has been chosen on account of his youth.”

“It seems no matter how old you get, you’re still an ass!” Hijikata snapped.

Summary: Set during the Ryugujo arc. The Shinsengumi suffer the effects of rapid aging while defending themselves against a sudden attack.

I wrote this fic mainly because I wanted to envision an elderly Shinsengumi cast, and I think it would’ve been fun to see more of the Gintama cast as 65+ seniors during the Ryugujo arc.

If you’re interested in reading, click on the title for the AO3 link.

#gintama #shinsengumi #hijikata toushirou #kondou isao #okita sougo #yamazaki sagaru #saitou shimaru #gintama fanfic #almost finished with creating individual rebloggable posts for all of my gintama fics thus far

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Next chapterrr

#gintama #sakata gintoki #gintama gintoki #gintama kagura #kagura #shimura shinpachi #gintama fanfic #fanfic #my writing