#gintama thirst

[bakemonogatarii]

This literally do be some of y’all

#I CAN SEE YOU #Gintama is quickly becoming my fav anime just from gags alone #Gintama #haikyuu smut #bnha smut #mcu smut #jjk smut #aot smut #haikyuu thirst #kny smut #fanfic #fanfic meme #fan fiction #haikyuu x reader #jjk x reader #aot x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader

[shutupdia]

While watching Gintama there were so many dick jokes, and so many times i was forced to see people's dicks, especially Kondo's. But never did I ever have the pleasure of seeing the one dick that actually mattered to me. 😐

#sighs 🙄 #dia screams about gintama #dia thirsting for kamui

[sneezemonster15]

It's crazy how popular Naruto is. Like damn, every comment section of every video/reel has someone with a Naruto user name. And Naruto gifs in the comment section hahaha. If it's a dog with its owner video, Kiba gifs. If it's a snake video, Orochimaru gifs. All garbage videos have Sakura gifs. Every single crow video I have checked out, and I love crows so I have seen a lot, has Itachi dissolving into crows and disappearing gif lol. All the running videos have the Naruto run gif. If it's a video about someone getting yeeted, Pain sending Hinata flying gifs. If it's a fox video, Kurama gifs. All shark videos have Kisame gifs. All emo type videos/songs/fashion videos have either Sasuke or Pain gifs in their comment sections. All ramen videos have Naruto slurping ramen gifs. All wholesome teacher student videos have Naruto and Jiraiya gifs in their comment sections, and people upvote them with the intensity of me slathering butter on my toast. It's PERSONAL.

I am sure I am missing a lot. But over the years, I have seen Naruto to be more popular than any other anime. How could it be more evident? You will find Naruto fans posting Naruto shit in videos that seemingly have nothing to do with any of it but they will find a connection AND get upvoted lol. Like yes, I see One piece characters, I see Dragonball a lot because it's naturally so meme worthy lol, I see Pokemon, Gintama, Sailor Moon, but Naruto surpasses everyone in terms of visibility. It surpasses every class, religion, region, caste, and demographics.

I nerd out freely on a lot of subjects online which covers a lot of ground, and I can tell you Naruto fans are all invasive, they spread faster than mould in the rainy season. I am now beginning to see JJK fans but they are mostly in comment sections of thirst trap type videos, not very widely traveled. Hehehe. And one can see why, Gege has facilitated it with such aplomb after all. But it just doesn't compare to Naruto in terms of visibility of fans.

Naruto fans would post the dumbest shit with so much confidence, it's adorable. No it really is, it shows their conviction in Naruto. This is what it inspires. Unflinching, iron clad loyalty even in the face of ridicule and potential discrimination. Hahaha. This show has something for everyone. You can relate deeply with one or the other character, you root for them and you cry for them. You rage and you laugh and sometimes you get so annoyed , you throw your slipper at the tv screen. You go absolutely insane and willingly remain insane with pride in your face. Like the hot red glowing passion. I would do a lot of things before starting an argument with an Itachi fanboy on Insta.

I could always pivot this whole thing to bring it back to my punchline - Do you still think something like this be accidental?

But this post isn't about that. It's really about appreciating what Kishi has given us. Again, as an adjunct I can also lament about how its legacy is being superlatively clusterfucked by Boruto, especially after its recent developments (the fuck was that about Himawari radiating Kurama's chakra, wtactualf??), but again, this post isn't about that.

Behold Naruto. It's not a show, it's a litmus test. If this show didn't fuck you up a little bit, it's because you have had it easy. There's a reason why there are so many Naruto fans in the world and why they don't give a fuck anymore.

Cue Evil Laughter.

#this post might seem a little hyperbolic and maybe it is #but its not that far from the truth #naruto #naruto fandom #kishimoto #i love you kishimoto even though i have enough reason to hate you as well #you know what you did...

[lilac-5ky]

Takasugi College Roommate AU

A/N: There is an excruciatingly small amount of AUs about Gintama, especially when it comes to best boy Shinsuke. I had this random idea come to me and before I knew it, my own thirst guided me to write it! The theme is quite simple, an innocent cohabitation leading to not so innocent thoughts which in return lead to, well, smut.

Warning: This is a pure THIRST fic, don't get fooled by the extensive "prologue" leading to the main course. It's full on smut and about sexual feelings, seduction, yada, yada, yada.

Getting yourself into college, you’d have never considered that you’d end up sharing a flat with a roommate, let alone a guy on top of that. Yet, certain circumstances had pushed you to it, and before you knew it, you were out there, checking ad after ad, hoping that you wouldn’t run into any scammers or weirdos, for that matter. And this is how you met Takasugi Shinsuke, the guy who’d become your roommate.

Takasugi was a guy you’d never encountered on campus, despite him claiming that he’d spotted you at college grounds before. You were a freshman while he was a junior, his major being one of the biggest mysteries about him. The first time you tried to ask him about it, he’d brushed you off with a smirk, merely walking ahead of you while showing you around.

His apartment was close enough to the campus and a steal compared to the rent you’d be forced to pay, should you opt for one of the other choices. Even if he didn’t seem like the most talkative guy, even if he frankly seemed a bit shady, you knew that there was nowhere else to go, and thus, your cohabitation began.

At first, the two of you barely interacted, the words you’d exchange on a daily basis consisting of ‘hi’, 'good morning’ and 'bye’. Your schedules pretty much never overlapped, with him being at home when you were in class, and vice versa. There was no real chance for the two of you to sit around and share as much as a cup of coffee, yet you couldn’t complain. The house was always clean and he never gave you a reason to argue with him. Even if oftentimes it felt like living with a ghost, there was no denying it, he was the perfect roommate.

And so, for such a perfect roommate, you ended up falling. It was something you hadn’t planned, something that barely made any sense. You knew next to nothing about him, and he didn’t seem too interested in knowing you either. Most likely, a combination of physical attraction and thirst clouded your judgment, causing you to disregard any hint of logic residing within your brain. It was so hopeless and nonsensical that, while you wanted to get rid of such unnecessary feelings, nothing could stop you from going the extra mile.

For starters, there was that time you stalled giving him the rent money, just so that he could come ask for it himself. You were lying flat on your stomach inside your room, your legs crossed, waiting for him.You knew he was home, and so, you opted for a pair of shorts, one that revealed your legs and thighs to him. If he was going to be visiting you, then the least you could do was look pretty for him.

However, much to your disappointment, he seemed to be paying no attention to you. Even when you walked over to him to hand him the bills, he still disregarded you, simply spewing a 'thanks’ before walking out the door.

After that incident, you were beyond disheartened, yet you had no intention of giving up. You weren’t even sure what you hoped to achieve, but even then, you couldn’t hold back. You wanted him to see you, you wanted him to look at you the way you looked at him. Takasugi was the kind of guy who’d managed to completely entice you, despite not trying at all. Yes, perhaps it made little sense. Perhaps what drew you to him was as simple as his dashing looks, but if that was the case, you had all the more reason to pursue him. As long as you could get it out of your system, then things could go back to normal.

If you were to earn the attention of someone as unapproachable and disinterested, you had to somehow step up your game. Operation 'seducing your roommate" has officially commenced!

Thankfully, with the beginning of the second semester, your schedules started to overlap quite a lot, a gift from the heavens, really. Most days, he’d be back by late afternoon, with your final class for the day ending right before noon, giving you the chance to set things up before he returned home.

To begin with, rather than spending your evenings locked in your room, you’d start to watch TV in the living room. Each time you did, you made sure to wear your tightest clothes, conveniently sitting in a way that gave him the perfect view. Whether he was an ass, tits, or thighs kinda guy, you had no idea, and so, each time you’d reveal another piece of you. From short skirts, to 'forgetting’ to put on a bra, you had done it all, to no avail. Takasugi would glance at you, acknowledging your existence in the space, before moving to his own room. Part of you hated that you were doing all this for such an ignorant guy, but if you were to be honest, the way he ignored you was enough to turn you on even more. You weren’t about to give up like this.

The next thing you tried, was 'oh so clumsily’ getting your panties-yes, the expensive lacy ones- tangled up with his laundry. That was bound to entice him, right? You couldn’t go wrong with that, right? Yet somehow, he once again proved to you that he was a tough target. There was no way a guy could deliver you your own underwear as if it was nothing, but then again, Takasugi was no ordinary guy. His green eyes barely batted when you took your panties from his hands, meekly spelling out a 'sorry, won’t happen again, roomie’. Another failure.

By that point, you were getting real desperate. It wasn’t as if you’d previously had mad success when it came to seducing people, but, after having tried just about every trick in the playbook, there was nothing more to be done. Perhaps he had a girlfriend. Someone as good looking as he was, is bound to attract the attention of women left and right. Believing that he was single was a stupid thought to begin with. But then again, if he had a girlfriend, then wouldn’t he bring her over or something? Or at least spend some actual time with her? No, maybe that wasn’t it. Perhaps the answer to your question was much simpler; perhaps he... just wasn't that into you.

This particular thought began to weigh you down, putting a halt to your efforts. Even if you stripped naked before him, he’d probably brush you over, if not offer you a blanket to cover up. Such was his indifference, that he left you with no other choice than to give up. At least for the time being.

On a day when you’d felt your hopes and dreams absolutely shattered, you decided to rummage through the kitchen in search of ice cream. Or anything sweet, really.

It was a quarter past ten, and as far as you were concerned, Takasugi wasn’t home, which was odd for him, but you weren’t about to over think it. yes you were Tiptoeing, your hands reached out to the freezer above your head, pulling out an assortment of frozen vegetables before you finally spotted it; the final pint of chocolate Baagen Dash. Victory!

As you were about to drag it outside, you started to face resistance. Some leftover water had turned into ice around it, keeping it entombed in the depths of the freezer. You pulled at it harder, grunting while doing your best to keep your legs on the ground, until you felt the hold of the ice subduing. Yet, it was too early to celebrate. The second you managed to get it out, you felt the earth moving under your feet, a shriek escaping your lips as you braced yourself for your fall, a fall that never came.

A pair of arms got wrapped around your waist, stabilizing you right before your head could hit the floor. You looked up, feeling your own heart pumping from the scare, a feeling that only increased when you realized that the one who was holding you was none other than Takasugi himself.

For a second, you found yourself getting lost in his eyes, repeatedly blinking in disbelief with your lips parting in awe. His hands had never done as much as shake yours, but now, these very hands of his were touching your body. His warmth, his closeness, things you had previously only been able to imagine, were right there, driving the heat to rise to your cheeks. You’ve had all these lewd thoughts about him, but now that it was actually him, that he was actually there, you were at a loss.

"Is that my ice cream?" Even his voice felt dreamy, a sound you had been so deprived of.

"Yes." You answered without really processing what you had just said. No matter what he asked you in such a moment, the only answer you could give him was 'yes’.

"Hmph." He scoffed, his gaze traveling to the freezer and the ice that was poking from the open door. "You wanted it that much?"

'The ice cream or you’ was something that you’d like to reply to him, but rather than doing so, you just nodded, a notion that earned you a smirk.

"You want to share?" He was asking all these pointless questions with such poise, while you were quite literally melting around his fingertips.

Another nod.

"And what will you do for me if I share?"

"Anything." Perhaps giving such a response wasn’t particularly wise or smart coming from you. However, it wasn’t wrong either. There was nothing you wouldn’t do to get yourself in his pants, or more like, the other way around.

Takasugi chuckled softly, lifting you back to your own feet, before walking towards the drawer. Your mind was circling, frantic thoughts running through your mind. The primary concern was regarding you, namely, the way you looked.

Considering how you’d decided to give up on your little seduction operation, you hadn’t tended to your appearance at all. You were wearing nothing but a plain old baggy t-shirt, one that was long enough to conceal your thighs, though not in the most flattering way. Your hair was up in a messy bun, while this time, you had actually forgotten to wear a bra. Speaking of undergarments, you’d die to know that the kind of panties you had selected, were one of the more childish choices in your wardrobe; pink with small white bunnies. Goddamn it, the one time he’d chosen to show up, you completely blew it.

"Here." He broke through your thoughts, handing you a spoon. You were so distracted that for a second, you were unsure what it was for, barely remembering that the reason for your random encounter had been no other than your sweet tooth.

Takasugi was still half-smiling as he made his way to the living room, taking a seat by the couch, with you trailing behind him. He sat in the middle of the cushions, leaving you no choice but to sit beside him, perhaps a bit too close for your own wellbeing.

He took hold of the remote, going through the channels before settling for a random game show. You wouldn’t take him for the kind of guy who liked watching such things, but then again, the things you didn’t know about him outnumbered the ones you did.

The two of you waited a good five minutes for the ice cream to melt down a bit, watching the program in utter silence. His eyes were set on the TV, while yours kept darting between his face and the spoon in your hands. This was as awkward as you’d imagine it to be. Still, you were thankful to be sitting so close to him, to be taking in his beautiful image. It had somehow made all of your previous failed interactions with each other worthwhile.

"You can have some now." Takasugi said, extending the pint to your side.

You took it in your hands, digging your spoon right in. Mhm chocolate, can never go wrong with that. Closing your eyes, you sighed in delight. You really were in need of something sweet, after all.

"You like it that much?" He asked, gesturing for you to hand it back.

"Ice cream is the perfect way to solve your issues."

"Hmm? I disagree. " He responded, shoving a spoonful of it inside his mouth. "The perfect way to solve your issues is by dealing with them."

He wasn’t wrong, but then again, you had reached such a point because you were unable to deal with him in the first place.

"You can’t always deal with things, you know."

"Wrong, once again."

"Then, how should you deal with something that is hard to handle?"

"Something or... someone?" He asked, handing you back the ice cream. There was a hint of suggestion in his voice, one that made you consider whether he knew more about your 'issue’ than he’d been letting on.

Swirling your tongue around the spoon, you contemplated your choices for a moment. He wasn’t looking at you, but that didn’t make things any easier for you. Lying wasn’t your best suit. Even if you said 'something’, he’d see past that. However, if you said 'someone’, who knew where that’d lead?

"Perhaps it's someone," you paused to look at him, only to find him staring back. "Who knows." That’s right. Boldness was always the way to go.

Takasugi smirked yet again, accepting the ice cream back in his hands with his attention fixed on you. "Does that someone know you are pining over them?"

"Hmm... that could be the case. But then again, they’ve been nothing but indifferent towards me. Perhaps I’ve lost my charms. " You joked with a shrug.

"I find that hard to believe. Have you tried telling them? "

Telling... them? As in, telling him that you’d like him to fuck your brains out? Now that was something you hadn’t considered doing. Surely you could be as promiscuous as you wanted in front of him, but stating what you wanted him to do to you was another story. It was shameful, especially when considering you weren’t that close at all.

"N-no... I haven't. "

"Then," He placed the pint on top of the coffee table. "How about you try that with me? If you can tell me, you can certainly tell them. "

If you were an anime character, this would be the kind of scene where you’d be getting an intense nosebleed and, as far as you were concerned, this was actually real life.

You gulped hard, trying to suppress your own nerves while momentarily glancing at the TV. It was turned off, a fact that you had only just considered. As his eyes pierced yours, the room fell silent, the atmosphere becoming heavier than before. He was making it so hard for you, that once again, you couldn’t help but wonder whether he was actually using your own plot against you.

"Mind if I speak as if you were that person?" He shook his head, ushering you to keep on going. Here goes nothing.

"You are the hottest person I’ve ever laid my eyes upon. Just looking at you gets my panties all drenched up. Every night, I close my eyes while touching myself, dreaming that you are the one touching me, calling out your name while doing so. You've been driving me insane nearly ever since I met you. One moment I’m happy and then next moment I’m sad, waiting for you to throw me a single bone or... really, just bone me. Fuck, you have no idea how much I long for you to hold me down, using every hole in my body until I can’t do anything other than scream your name at the top of my lungs."

By the time you finished your little speech, you felt surprisingly relieved, though recalling all of those thoughts was enough to get you riled up, even in the slightest.

Takasugi listened to you without interrupting or reacting in any way.He leaned towards the table, digging his spoon inside the pint and then curling his lips around it, seemingly undisturbed by what you had just suggested. Whether he knew or didn’t, you couldn’t tell.

Before you could do as much as question him about it, you felt his breath falling on top of your lips, nullifying the distance between you at once.

You gasped in surprise while he took advantage of it, sliding his tongue right past your lips, a cold yet sweet sensation taking over. Sheepishly, you closed your eyes, allowing him to swirl his tongue around yours, realizing that said sweetness had been nothing but chocolate. The cream melted inside your mouth, while you sucked on his tongue as if it were a piece of candy, unable to help your own whimpers. It felt just like a dream.

However, every dream must come to an end. Just as the ice cream had dissolved, he pulled away from you, the thin string of saliva that connected you two following his lips, as he set himself back against the couch. Even when the kiss had lasted no more than a couple of seconds, you were left utterly breathless.

While you were trying to process what had just happened, Takasugi brought the pint onto his lap, casually throwing spoonful after spoonful into his mouth. One would assume that he shared the sentiment, considering how he’d kissed you right after your impromptu confession, yet the way he was acting right now suggested otherwise. His eyes were glued to the TV, ignoring the fact that the screen was devoid of both color and sound.

"Takasugi?"

"Hmm?"

"What was that all about?"

"Problem solving." He sternly replied, placing the now empty box on the table. "You wanted to share some, didn’t you?" So that was what he was referring to. He certainly had a funny idea of sharing his belongings.

"Then... what about the things I shared?"

"I never realized my roommate had been this sexually deviant before." He sneered, attempting to earn a reaction from you, which he did.

"That’s not true, I’m only like that around you!" By the time you realized what you had just blurted out, it was too late. Even if there was a chance he didn’t know, now he definitely knew. "I mean..."

"What will you do for me?"

"Huh?" Your eyes widened involuntarily.

"You said you’d do anything if I gave you some ice cream. That has me wondering, what will you do for me if I kiss you right now? "

There was no telling whether he was joking or not. After all, you didn’t know him that well to be able to understand his cues. Despite his words, he remained perfectly calm as he looked into your eyes. There was no lust, just a set of emeralds that held your reflection within them.

You licked your lips by pressing them together, considering his offer for a minute. It was true that you had promised him a vague ‘anything’ earlier when he’d asked you about the ice cream. Yet, what more was there for you to give him?

"One week of laundry?" You entertained the idea, something he didn’t seem to oppose either.

Smiling at you, Takasugi moved closer, his one hand landing on top of your chin with the other sliding around your waist. Tipping your head to the side, he dragged his thumb across your skin, guiding you to open your mouth for him. He leaned closer, his lips hovering above yours, a bait to test your own impatience. You couldn’t believe this was about to happen.

His eyes darted to yours as he glanced at you from between his eyelashes. He was having too much fun with it, relishing the expression on your face before finally pressing his lips against yours.

It felt different than it did last time, a welcoming warmth cushioning you the second he touched you. Despite the initial lack of emotion, the way he kissed you was full of passion as his tongue claimed yours, slowly exploring the depths of your mouth bit by bit. A lingering sweetness remained etched in his lips, making them all the more addictive. Tilting your head, you attempted to catch as much of his taste as possible when he pulled you onto him, forcing you to full-on straddle his lap. You sighed against his lips as he tightened the hold on your waist, feeling his knee fall right between your thighs.

"What will you do if I kiss you" He breathed, briefly pulling away from you. "there?"

Chills went up your spine the second he came into contact with your skin, his lips settling right below your ear. "O-one week of cleaning your room?"

Takasugi nodded, his tongue lulling out of his mouth while he teased you with his teeth, gently nibbling on you. Closing your eyes, you threw your head to the side, using your hands to support yourself against his shoulders. He kept pulling at you, your forehead bumping onto the couch as he kept on going, leaving a lazy trail of bite marks down to your neck.

Biting down on your lip, you couldn't help but grind your body against him, your wetness spreading onto the fabric of his pants, as you desperately sought some sort of friction. Although you had supposedly resigned from your pursuit, only minutes before you had left your room, you had been touching yourself to the thought of him, a fact that left you rather restless and sensitive when it came down to having the real deal before you. He had yet to touch you where you wanted him to, but even so, his lips felt better than every climax his thought had given you.

"Take off your shirt." Only when you heard his voice, did you realize how rough your breathing had gotten, to the point of you heaving onto his shoulder.

Obeying his order, you sat up against him, tossing the shirt off your body at once. Even if he never did as much as glance your way whenever you wore your skimpy little outfits, he was definitely looking right now, his eyes unable to steer away from your bare chest. Dragging a hand to it, his fingers wrapped around your hardened nipple, gently squeezing at it. An involuntary moan escaped your lips, realizing how all your messing around with each other had caused a tent to rise in his pants, his hard on poking directly at you.

Takasugi smirked, his palm kneading your tit while his fingers remained around your nipple. He squeezed harder, watching your every reaction carefully before lowering his head closer to your other breast. "What will you do if I kiss you there?" He asked, his tongue ghosting your nipple.

"Uh... I... One week of cooking your meals?" Truth was, you were a lousy cook, but when it came to him? You had no issue becoming his little obedient housewife as long as he gave you what you wanted.

Accepting your offer once again, you felt his lips curling around your nipple, sucking onto it without even interrupting the pace of his hand. His eyes were locked with yours, the occasional smile resurfacing on his lips whenever you did so much as to make a sound. It felt so good that all you wanted to do was stuff your hand right past your underwear, touching yourself to the sight of him. You were so needy that everything he did felt like the sweetest form of torture, constantly feeding into your desire. 

No matter how indifferent he had once been, there was no denying it. He wanted this as much as you did. You could tell as much by the way he kept clinging onto your waist, catching him roll his hips into yours from time to time.

Suddenly, he pulled his hand away from you along with his mouth, a disheveled look on his hair while he smiled at you, the kind of smile that made you swoon. He looked more attractive than he'd ever looked before.

"Sit next to me." He instructed and you followed, sitting right beside him.

Takasugi got up as well, briefly standing in front of you before getting to his knees. Pulling at your legs, he spread them apart, gaining access to your throbbing cunt. He tilted his head in amusement, his fingers tugging at the elastic band of your underwear and then letting go. "Cute." His observation reminded you of your embarrassing choice of undergarment, though it was too late to be acting shy.

Moving his head right between your thighs, you felt his hot breath falling onto your dampened panties, your anticipation forcing you to hold your own breath. It took every bit of self restrain not to close your legs around him and let your hips take control.

"You weren't lying about being soaked." He noted. "What will you do if I kiss you there?" This time he didn't do as much as wait for an answer, diving right in.

You flinched away, gasping the second you felt his tongue rolling over your clothed clit. "F-fuck I'll..." Takasugi paused, glancing up at you with his parted lips, a rather innocent look on his face while he awaited for your proposal. "One week worth of rent?"

As expected, he was content with your suggestion. Relaxing a bit, you let him take hold of your body, his fingers keeping your thighs spread for him with his tongue circling your clit. His saliva along with your own fluids had seeped through the fabric of your underwear, allowing you to feel everything he was doing. From the way he flicked his tongue, to the way he probed your entrance ever so slightly with it. Everything he did felt so good, too good, that before you knew it, you were calling out to him, deliriously begging him to fuck you.

"You taste sweet. No need to change our living arrangement over this. Get up." Takasugi commanded you as he took hold of your hand.

You let him lead you to the side of the couch, positioning yourself between the furniture's arm and his own body. Letting go of your hand, he brought his hands onto your hips, his fingers digging into your skin as he spun you around. Your back fell against his chest while his chin moved on top of your shoulder. Although this wasn't the closest you had been, being unable to face him only added to your excitement.

"Bend over."

You didn't need to hear it twice, immediately lowering yourself over the arm, your cheek melding with the cushions. It felt rather uncomfortable though you couldn't care less, not when you were finally about to get what you craved for.

Takasugi moved his hands away from you, the sound of a zipper echoing from behind. You couldn't see what he was doing, though surely enough, you felt something other than his hands pressing onto your butt. Once again, you found yourself holding your own breath, your heartbeat reverberating from your chest onto the couch.

He leaned closer to you, his cock directly poking at your entrance when his chest hit your back. Placing a singular peck on your nape, you heard his voice ringing into your ears. "What will you do if I fuck you?"

There was no way to possibly answer his question. Laundry, cleaning, cooking, even rent, you had covered every possible thing he could ask of you. There was nothing more you could give him, a fact that made you feel rather nervous while he awaited your reply. What if he backed away now, what if-

"Forget it, I wanna see for myself."

Before you could even open your mouth, he brought his hands back down to your hips, sliding your underwear out of the way for his cock to enter. A loud moan fell from your lips the second he pushed his way in, ramming himself as deep inside of you as he could. You dug your nails at the couch, unable to do anything other than cry out for him as he begun to fuck into you.

He was so rough, relentless even, thrusting into you over and over again with such ease. You were so wet for him that each time he went in and out, you could hear the sound of your own cunt, a lewd sound only second to the ones you were inducing with your mouth.

"I don't hear any screaming." He observed, his voice nearly going unregistered, fading behind the screeching of the couch.

"T-ta... Takasugi!" You called out his name, another whimper breaking it in half while he kept on plunging your insides, completely unaffected. The more you cried for him, the harder he went, the knot inside your stomach increasingly tightening.

"Good girl. Now... turn around. " He pulled out of you, taking a step back in order to allow you to move.

Your brain could barely register his order, your body instinctively moving on its own, mindlessly seeking contact. He still had his clothes on, the only exposed part of him being his lower body, with his briefs and pants clinging onto his ankles. It was inevitable that you take a look at him, your eyes sheepishly staring at his cock. The tip looked painfully red, glistening with precum and your own wetness. So yummy, so delicious that all you wanted to do was suck him dry.

"You said you wanted me to use your every hole, right?" He cooed, sliding his finger between your folds in an attempt to get it all nice and wet. "Well... Even when you are flooding, I doubt you could take it. So how about we do this? "

He didn't give you a chance to ask what 'this' was, trailing a path with his slicked index all the way to your ass, shoving it about half way in without a warning. The feeling felt foreign to you, an unknown sensation that you didn't particularly dislike. Anal had always seemed enticing to you whenever you watched porn, even when this wasn't quite like it.

Probing your hole, he slowly pushed it further inside while keeping an eye out for your reactions. Though this alone didn't do much for you, the second Takasugi went back to filling you with his cock, you were unable to hold back a shriek. Everything was all of a sudden intensified and soon, you found yourself overwhelmed by the stimulation, making it feel as if you were about to lose your mind. There was nowhere for you to hold onto, your nails digging into the pillows while your lower body uncontrollably squirmed and clenched around him. Whatever he was doing, was enough to break you.

For the first time, you heard a strangled sound coming from him, one that resembled more of a grunt than a moan. His thrusts fell slightly out of tempo while your walls kept sucking him in, closing down around his twitching cock that begged to stay buried deep within you. The harder he slammed his hips into yours, the harder it was for him to pull out, slowly losing himself in the moment. 

Even so, he was better than you were at keeping his composure, his finger moving in sync with his hips without any interruptions.

The feeling was out of this world, unlike anything you had experienced. It didn't take long for you to writhe in pleasure. The way his cock repeatedly hit your sweet spot, along with the way his finger kept fucking you, left you with no other choice but to come for him, tremors of ecstasy washing you ashore.

Even after he pulled out of you, you were unable to control your own body, your legs trembling as they dangled over the couch's arm. You looked like a lifeless doll, your limbs feeling like lead that only weighed you down. It had been so long since you'd gotten fucked like this, so long that you couldn't even remember what the last time had been like. You were drunk on his cock, so intoxicated that when he sat down on the couch, asking you to kneel before him, all you could do was oblige.

Sinking to your knees, you came face to face with his swollen tip. You had only just realized that, after all this, he had kept himself from spilling his seed inside of you, most likely holding on just so that he could have you gobble his cum up. After all, you were the one who had asked him to make use of all your holes. It was only right for him to properly grant your request.

While you kept looking at him, you came to understand that focusing on the task at hand might turn out to be harder than you'd originally thought, especially in your state. Your mind was hazy, your vision blurry, your body preoccupied with riding down your high. Takasugi hadn't even given you a chance to recover, when he brought his hand down, catching a fistful of your hair between his knuckles. Even if this was once about you, that wasn't the case anymore and he made sure you knew that. Guiding your lips to his cock, you had no choice but to open your mouth, allowing him to shove himself right in.

You could taste the sour taste of his precum along with your tangy essence, a delightful taste that had you running your tongue over his length again and again in an attempt to savor it. Takasugi sighed, letting you move at your own rhythm, though he was unable to refrain from bucking his hips into your mouth from time to time. He kept his grip on you, watching intently as you swallowed his cock, his length disappearing between your pretty lips, a sight to behold.

The more he kept on watching you, the more you felt like putting on a show, drooling and moaning all over him. His attention was all you wanted and now that you had it, you made sure to keep him entertained. With one hand, you held onto the base of his shaft, bobbing your head up and down as seductively as you could, though unavoidably, at a languid pace. 

It felt almost intimate like that, staring into each other's eyes while you pleasured him. Perhaps it wasn't all pure lust or perhaps sex was clouding your thoughts yet again. Either way, looking at him, you couldn't help but think that you wanted more. Not right now, no, you were too exhausted for that. But maybe one day, you could do more things together, like watching movies together, dining together, or even properly going on a date with one another. That'd be quite nice.

Despite your thoughts, you jumped back into reality when his cock began to twitch between your hollowed cheeks. That's right, having such thoughts when he was balls deep in your mouth was probably not the greatest idea.

Tightening the grip on his base, you moved faster, forcing yourself to forsake your tiredness. You could feel his fingers tense around your hair, urging you to keep on going. He was close, his accelerated breathing revealing as much. Hooking your tongue right below his tip, you kept flicking it upwards, your hand continuously working around his length until, at last, he shot his load inside your mouth, warm ropes of cum hitting the back of your throat. It was so much that while you tried to swallow all of it, you still found yourself chocking, a stream of saliva and cum dripping down your chin onto your chest.

Takasugi kept you in place, relishing the spectacle before him. You inhaled sharply, tears poking the corners of your eyes with his cock still throbbing in you. There was no telling who had the better view: he, who seemed to be thriving in your fucked up expressions, knowing he'd fucked you silly, or you, who seemed enchanted by the tranquility in his expression. Either way, it didn't really matter.

You were the first to let go, finally catching your breath, unable to keep your lips shut while you gasped for air. Takasugi, whose fingers were still tangled up in your hair, patted your head softly, a reward for your good job. A gentle smile had softened his features while he peered at you, his indifference and cold exterior having melted at once. This was an image of him you'd never seen before, one that you definitely wished to see again. His smiles, his rewards, his compliments... you selfishly wanted to keep all of them to yourself.

Once your breathing grew stable, he scooted over, letting you sit beside him.

"Laundry, cleaning, and cooking... seems like a fair deal, but we have yet to establish what I get for tending to your sweet tooth." His voice came out raspy after being quiet for so long. Tilting your head, you caught a glimpse of him as he eyed your lips. "What will you do for me?"

"Wh-what do you want?"

Takasugi leaned closer, resting his palm on top of your thigh, repeatedly rubbing at your soft skin without diverting his focus from your eyes.

"Share your body with me. As long as you can be of free use, I'm willing to tend to more of your... needs. "

And so, operation seducing your hot roommate proved to be a success.

#takasugi x reader #takasugi shinsuke #takasugi shinsuke x reader #takasugi shinsuke oneshot #takasugi shinsuke fanfiction #takasugi #takasugi smut #gintama #gintama smut #gintama fanfiction #gintama oneshot #ginama imagine #takasugi imagine #takasugi reader #takasugi gintama

[abri-chan]

I'm glad I'm not horny enough to care about any bleach characters but Uryu seems underrated to me with regards to thirst. He's not exactly the annoying Megane type, he reminds me of Shinpachi from Gintama so maybe I'm biased (in a "I want my moron brother to have some happiness" kind of way). Canonically I believe he's the hot one (slender pretty boy with royal features) from his group of friends, but he just gets beaten into the dust with any plot point that develops into the manga. At the very least, he didn't perpetuate the abuse received by his father, and didn't fuck the maid bc his love interest wouldn't even look his way.

Yes, I understand even though in looks Uryu is superior, Ichigo is a more attractive character overall if we include his body but also his personality. But Ichigo strikes me too much as a big brother concerned with protecting his younger siblings, not so much as a character to romance. And I understand why, a lot of shonen is inspired by Goku as a trope, including the random obsession ChiChi had with him from the start. But this trick is funny once, when first introduced, it's not funny the 100th time, and female characters also deserve better than men who are not mature enough to be in a relationship. (It was funny when Toriyama did it as a gag that men be clueless; it's perpetuating sexism when every male mangaka after him took the trope as it was and kept introducing it over and over again.)

I promise it's okay if your main character doesn't have a love interest. You'll survive. They'll survive.

#anime manga rambles #bleach

[onelastfic]

Did you know that Sekmet is the first vampire in Egyptian Pantheon, so would it be interesting if Nenet have vampiric-like godly power??

I’m aware of that version of the mythos but I don’t really headcanon that. I fall more under the idea of Sekhmet having bloodlust/berserker tendencies instead of vampiric trait. Especially since she’s represented as a lion. Not like a lion will only drink the blood of their prey, no they go after the WHOLE animal. Sekhmet definitely lives up to that with one of her epithets being "Lady of Slaughter" (she was known for eating those who pissed her off). That battle rage and bloodlust is not on the same level as a mere anger. It’s a divine instinctual thirst for battle and bloodshed that affects a deities in ways few can fathom. Once it’s fully activated, it’s difficult to quell, or for anyone to stop. Nenet has it too but it’s even stronger due to her being hybrid. It like a cross between Goku's Saviour From Heaven form and that scene from Gintama where Kagura snaps.

#callyieverse #tales of mewni #oc #nenet #sekhmet

[keroppidreams]

（✿ ͡◕ ᴗ◕)つ━━✫・*。Welcome ♡

about | faves | gintama oc

#💭dreamer’s thoughts = ramblings, headcanons

#🔞dreamer thirst = 18+ tag

#🎀pretty in pink! = aesthetic tag

#🍓lethargic samurai = gintoki

#🚬smoky vice commander = hijikata

#🍡discommunication alien = reina (gintama oc)

#🚓friendly policeman = keiji shinobi (YTTD)

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 enjoy your stay 　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ

#intro

[dream-theory]

Is there a character that makes you nervous to write them?

okay YES ABSOLUTELY….it’s gonna have to be kamui from gintama 🖤🖤

like he’s perfect. he’s so good. such an excellent character, such an amazing canon story arc, a++ character design, ticks so many of my boxes (evil older brother trope, sister complex, feral/bloodthirsty, one of the strongest characters in the series)—everything about him is just *chef’s kiss*.

and yeah i’ve talked abt this before but kamui would make suuuuch a good yandere. all that shit from yoshiwara arc abt how he shows love through violence, how he can only pull someone closer by digging his claws in…the idea for him not understanding what it means to die for love until he experiences it himself…….i could write novels is2g. honestly one of the main reasons i started jackrrabbit was bc i wanted to create more content for lesser-known characters including him specifically!!

but idk…when i actually sit down to write kamui i get spooked! i mean i’ve been continuously thirsting over this man since 2017, how is anything i write supposed to live up to 5 years of fantasies 😭 i think i’m also hesitant to put a ton of love into something about him and have it flop bc no one knows who he is, which is dumb but yeah stuff like that can be pretty demoralizing rip…

but yeah if anyone ever wants to thirst about kamui, PLEASE hit up my inbox ✌️

#the moral of this story is WATCH GINTAMA at least to the yoshiwara arc pls #yes it is like 400 episodes. no you are not allowed to skip the filler. #(actually some of the filler is super cringe and awful so nvm but don’t skip all of it) #oh kamui……one day i will write your depraved ass #kamui yato #kamui gintama #gintama #gintama x reader #kamui x reader #bunny.answers

[onlyonetruth]

10 Characters, 10 Fandoms, 10 Tags

Tagged by @bestillmyfastbeatingheart (Thanks!)

Ookido Green/ Blue Oak (Pokémon gameverse)

He stole my heart when I was like 4, never gave it back. I love him with ardent passion to this day. The first game did him dirty, so I'm really glad about the revisions to his character TPC has made over the years because they have added dimension and complexity to him. The reason I'm fixated on the rivals to lovers troupe. Major inspiration in my sports life.

Nakahara Chuuya (Bungo Stray Dogs)

The angriest chibi sheepdog around. *slaps back* This bad boy can pack so much trauma in him. He's a mess but his mental fortitude and ability to forgive (even when he claims there won’t be a second chance! lol) is quite impressive. His arc is far from over though, so I'm dying to see what the story has in store for him. Will he actually end up slowly tainted by the darkness he's surrounded in? The uncertainty gives me life.

Yato (Noragami)

Dramatic, goofy character with a dark past? yes, please. The burdens of the gods are quite interesting and I would love for him to be right about placing his faith in  Hiyo-chan and survive so he can say "b*tch, you thought." to his father.

Arataka Reigen (Mob Psycho 100)

The Greatest Psychic of the Century, Twink Supreme, Ultimate DILF, True Babygirl. He's known by many names but, in Mob's words, Reigen Shisho is a good guy. He's a refreshing MC character for a shounen and BONES was right to thirst for him.  

Kudou Shinichi (Meitantei Conan)

Cheeky bastard #1.  Can't mind his own business and lacks self preservation but that's fine, he has a quick mind and has amassed a small army of overqualified people who enable and  keep him alive. Mild sadistic streak when it comes to a certain thief, but he's a tsundere with a soft spot for kids and dogs. A total keeper.

Kuroba Kaito (Magic Kaito)

Cheeky bastard #2. I love his veiled kindness and his mischievous, chaotic side the best. I'm glad we could get his own point of view in the cases he crosses paths with Conan because I just live for the contrast of his suave persona in DC vs. barely holding it together thanks to crazy luck in MK. He deserved better when it comes to the Touichi is actually alive fiasco, though.

Igirisu/ Arthur Kirkland / England (Hetalia)

Fav character of one of my oldest fandoms after Pokémon. Thanks to him I met who is my best friend to this day and  had lots of fun back then. Many fond memories of this fandom so he has a special place in my heart.

Mitsurugi Reiji/ Miles Edgeworth (Gyakuten Saiban)

Seeing him go from his pretentious bratty self to his slightly less pretentious, kind daddy self was a pleasure. It started with unnecessary feelings and it progressed to the admission of "that man" still shining brightly in his eyes. He got really nice character growth and development.

Hijikata Toushirou (Gintama)

Supposed to be the cool stoic character but no  one can stay cool in Gintama and his hilarious shortcomings made him quite endearing to me. Sadists magnet.

Matsuoka Rin (FREE!)

I'll admit the drama these guys had going went completely over my head, like most competitive sports anime character's drama does, but his personality is just my cup of tea so I find him adorable. I like reading about him in different AUs more than in canon though.

Umm, since I’m a hermit I never know who to tag, but I'll try for once... @hayaku14, @hiromiikunn (If you're not interested or have already been tagged, please ignore this.)

#not dcmk

[hxroic-wxlls]

GENERAL

NAME: Raiden

ALIAS(ES): Jack the Ripper, The White Devil, Mr Lightning Bolt, Snake

APPEARANCE

EYE COLOR: Blue (Glows Red as Jack)

HAIR COLOR: Ash White 

HEIGHT: 5′10″

SCARS: One over his left eye where Sam cut him

BURNS: None 

OVERWEIGHT: No. 

UNDERWEIGHT: No

FAVORITE

COLOR: Black, Red, White

 HAIR COLOR: White, Blonde, Blue, Black, Purple

 EYE COLOR: Red, Yellow, Purple

SONG: Mostly Rock Music like Devil Trigger, Smell of the Game, and Useewa

MOVIE: Shogun’s Ninja, Kill Bill, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Man’s just a little bit of a goofy weeb)

TV SHOW: Dorororo, Samurai Jack, Samurai Champloo, Cowboy Bebop

DRINK: Gatorade (Electrolytes lol), Tea

BOOK: Reads manga like Berserk, Gintama, Bleach, Naruto, Lone Wolf & Cub and Rurouni Kenshin in his spare time!

HAVE THEY

PASSED UNIVERSITY:  Yes!

HAD SEX: Yes

HAD SEX IN PUBLIC: Nope.

GOTTEN PREGNANT: He’s a guy.

KISSED A BOY: Nope.

 KISSED A GIRL: Yes (His wife, Rosemary)

 GOTTEN TATTOOS: No

GOTTEN PIERCINGS: (Do Cyborg Enhancements Count?)

HAD A BROKEN HEART: Yes  

BEEN IN LOVE: Yes 

STAYED UP FOR MORE THAN 24 HOURS: More often than not (pls let the poor man sleep)

A VIRGIN: No 

A KISSER: Depends

 SCARED EASILY: No (As Jack, he scares others easily due to his passive aura that amplifies the feelings of fear in others by an extreme extent)

JEALOUS EASILY: No 

TRUSTWORTHY: Yes 

DOMINANT: Depends 

SUBMISSIVE: No

IN LOVE: Yes (His wife)

SINGLE: No (Married)

RANDOM QUESTIONS

HAVE THEY HARMED THEMSELVES: No

 THOUGHT OF SUICIDE: Yes 

ATTEMPTED SUICIDE: No 

WANTED TO KILL SOMEONE: Quite a lot (Being a child soldier since the age of six and gaining a bloodthirsty alter ego does that to someone)

 DROVE A CAR: Yes (Granted, none of his car rides ever seem to go smoothly)

HAVE/HAD A JOB: Soldier, Assassin, Spy, Bodyguard, Kendo Teacher, Physics Teacher

HAVE ANY FEARS: Having his inner thirst for bloodshed consume him, his family being caught in the crossfire of his battles.

FAMILY

SIBLINGS: None.

PARENTS: Names are unknown, Solidus Snake (Adoptive)

CHILDREN: John (Son)

 PETS: Bladewolf.

Tagged by: TAKEN FROM @twinfoxtails​ !

#{the ripper: ic} #{dash games}

[gintamaextraordinaire]

Episode 4: Watch Out! Weekly Shonen JUMP Sometimes Comes Out on Saturdays!

And we reach Kagura’s debut! This was also a very interesting episode that established new characters (obviously Kagura, but also Otose and her relationship with Gintoki) and even some additional worldbuilding with the Yato warrior race, and the Terminal.

Despite Otose acting like a grumpy landlord, with insight (and if you really think about it), her kindness really shows through with essentially letting Gintoki freeload and Kagura eat out of her rice cooker.

And of course, the fateful moped crash. It is very sweet though that ithe prediction was correct and this weekend was indeed very lucky for him.

The time machine is still hilarious. Sugita’s trembling voice really sells it.

Kagura explains that the reason she came to earth was because her family was poor. Knowing the actual circumstances, it was probably an excuse. She left because her dad was never around, her mom died, and her big brother went berserk and joined the biggest gang in the universe. Or maybe it was a Sorachi retcon. Who knows. But Umibozu’s appearance is pretty early on, so the excuse could be true. However, the mental image of Umibozu, Kamui, and Kagura sitting together at a little round table eating furikake is very entertaining.

Excuse or not, she was definitely not living a good life, seeing how she was bribed so easily by a basic dish.

Gintoki abandoning them for JUMP is again, so Gintoki. We love an irresponsible adult that leaves little children to fend for their lives. He’s a bastard still, but he probably thought they could handle themselves.

Kagura’s monologue about the indifferent nature of the people of Edo was actually very sad. The underlying message of people being cold towards her could hint towards xenophobia, but it moreso reflects the current mindset of a lot of people; they work for themselves. Obviously, it’s a smart way to live, especially in this world. Those who care and who try and help others are just idiots, she says. “But I’d rather be an idiot.” It’s such a poignant Gintama moment, a philosophy in its own way. I think what makes Gintama not preachy is that the characters’ way of living is not because it’s the right way, but it’s because they chose it.

Even when the show seems to let off a “อาชีพสุจริตแล้วไม่มีเงินยังมีความสุขกว่า corruption with money” type of ideal, it’s not ultimately about right and wrong. It tastes bad to her because she does not want to hurt people. It’s because she knew she was being manipulated.

In my opinion, the comedy was significantly better this episode compared to the last. The trash can hijinks and that gag where Kagura suddenly spoke perfect Japanese just to insult Shinpachi was hilarious.

In the end, Gintoki saves them, proving that he really does care. Even if their lives aren’t worth 230 yen.

“Deep down you thirst for blood. That’s your true nature, Kagura.”

This part is where in my opinion, the emotional core of the episode rests. She can’t possibly be exploited because she was born to fight, and “she enjoyed it”. That has concerning implications that I won’t explore because I forget that I’m not analyzing Utena.

But she flips it on them; yes, she likes to fight. Yes, she was born with a fighting instinct. But she came here to change herself. From now on, she will choose her own battles, and fight against that instinct itself. This is especially poignant considering violence is what tore her family apart.

Overall, a great introductory episode to Kagura. The comedy feels like it’s starting to take its own form, and I love it.

Also this iconic Sorachi quote. I too want to be a cheese bun.

#gntm4

[shutupdia]

Genuinely curious on what'll happen if someone just yanks on Kamui's ahoge, given that it's Gintama maybe it'll make his dick rapidly expand or something idk

#that would be horrifying and funny as fuck actually #dia screams about gintama #dia thirsting for kamui

[diorsbrando]

you write for gintama?🫣🫣🫣

i think i do now after this thirst i just answered earlier 🙈 i admit im not all that far in gintama but i really do like the anime based on what i know / have seen so far !!! and id love to see more works within that fandom here on tumblr 🙈 you like gintama as well i presume ?

#—sosa’s thoughts💭 #🍫—asks! #nonnie!

[lilac-5ky]

Hi! I'm just new in gintama fandom and I'm using my Tumblr account again after a few years of shoving it in a trashcan, just to look up for some reader inserts scenarios of them and then I stumbled upon your blog yesterday. Since, the search results said that your blog is the hottest of all (which is not a lie at all) and I'm loving it so much! I'm a Gintoki main btw^^ also Hijikata as my supporting bf. but after reading your writings about Takasugi, I'm starting to like and understand him. (As they said, don't listen to your friend whose talking nonsense about her bf because you might fall in love with that person😉) And I, am. Absolutely obsessed with your works, for it is so gorgeous as my pet crocodile. Bye

And opps PS; I'm very sorry for my messy letter and for sending a request yesterday despite being new in gintama and to your blog. I hope you won't mind. (I don't have a jump face so I shall do it on anon)

I love dilf ☕

Oh hello there! That’s pretty much my life story as well ahaha, new to Gintama and returning to my decomposing blog just so that I could read self inserts. Well, at least it used be like that until I decided to take matters in my own hands 💪 A man’s (or a girl in my case) gotta do what a man’s gotta do. Besides, there is an opening in the Takasugi self inserts market and well I just had to, you know, also self insert myself into that and make profit 😂

I love how you said you are a Gintoki main with Hijikata support, gives off major gamer vibes 👌🏻 I am sooooo happy that I got you to like and understand Takasugi! Even more so than expressing my thirst for him online, I’ve made it my cause for people to love and appreciate him as much as I do. It’s only fair, welcome to the ya-cult. Yeah, okay, I’ll execute excuse myself after this awful pun lmao. Needless to say, I died when you called him my bf and how yesterday you called me his wifey AHAHAHAAH damn, is this the highest form of compliment known to mankind? Either way I’m flattered by this and by the fact that you sent this letter in the first place 😭I never expected to get this much attention with my blog so interacting with people who share my interests feels amazing, ngl!

Don’t worry about being anon and messy, that’s a great combo! I don’t mind at all, but I need guidance regarding your request 😂 You mean that you’d like me to write a Roommate AU for Gin, or were you referring to something else?

P.S. I died a second time at the mention of pet crocodile

#anon ask #mirto answers

[laindream]

Tbh I’m gonna have to rewatch Gintama all over from the beginning bc I spent majority of it thirsting over gin 😕🐒

#the scenarios i came up with whew #I must be bored of my own life cuz.. #IM LIKE FULLY IMMERSED

[sems-diarie]

Drop gintoki smut right now miss 👇🏼

i haven’t watched gintama in a WHILE he’s gonna be ooc im sorry 😭🧎🏽‍♀️

CONTENT WARNING─♡─daddy kink because gintoki refers to himself as daddy this is canon we know it’s true.

It’s a pleasant surprise to find that Gintoki is a moaner.

You expected him to be a grunter, maybe take some deep breaths here and there. But he gives the impression that, above all, he tries to restrain himself.

It’s absolutely pussy-clenching that he doesn’t.

“B—baby,” he whimpers, one strong arm wrapped tightly around your waist and smushing your chest against his. The whole thing is desperate, a feral quickie before the kids come back home. He’s been itching to get his hands on you and you’ve been dying to get stretched out like this for months. It feels good to hear him sound as wrecked as you feel.

Your fingers curl in the nest of silver ontop of his head. Wavy, unruly, unbelievably soft. Soft like the muscle that’s gently layered with chub across his abdomen—he’s so stocky—and soft like the velvet skin of his cock, nudging into your sloppy pussy and creating an even bigger mess. You hum absentmindedly, hearing him but not registering anything beyond the gushy, slap—slap—slap noises he makes with every thrust upward. With his back pressed against the couch, it gives Gintoki perfect leverage to hold you up and fuck you as fast, and mean, as he wants.

“Gin,” you whine, trying to match his rhythm and getting irritated when you can’t. He’s so big inside. You’re so full and open with the way he stretches you, and it keeps nudging into something deep in a way that’s making you sob. “M’so close,” you tell him, eyes watery and cheeks burning, “it won’t—I can’t—,”

“Yeah?” A rough hand soothes over your back. An equally soothing voice rumbles over your head. “Let me handle it. Daddy’s got ya.”

Strong hands wrap around your thighs and yank you up. Your clit drags up his stomach, cunt emptily leaking all over his lap until you’re filled to the brim again. Sweet, “thank you, daddy”s spilling from your mouth and sending bursts of heat through Gintoki’s body every time. Each thrust sends you jolting forward into him, rubbing your hardened nipples against his chest.

‘Toki’s head falls back against the couch as he grips your thighs tighter. A guttural moan flies from his slacked mouth and spills across the air, deep and desperate. “M’gonna cum,” he announces, tone full of urgency, “tell me you’re there. Fuck, tell me you’re close.”

The pressure between your hips is familiar and toe-curling and hot. you’re tingling all over.

Sweet and desperate, you cry,“M’gonna make a mess!”

“Uh huh,” Gintoki coos, his hips stuttering into you. You yelp as Gin drags a heavy hand across the meat of your ass cheek. “Make a mess f’r me, sweetheart! M’gonna—gonna—shit. Daddy’s gonna make you m-messy, too.”

#tw daddy kink #kink: daddy kink! #gintoki sakata #sakata gintoki #gintoki x reader #sakata gintoki x reader #gintama #gintama x reader #gintoki <3 #gintama thirst