#golden kamuy x female reader

[kkachi-rkcl]

WIP Excerpt (my fave bit is under the cut)

Fandom: Golden Kamuy

Ship: Ogata X female!Reader

Context: You are a doctor for the 7th division and were in charge of Ogata’s recovery after his fight with Sugimoto. The two of you are on the run after being discovered as traitors to Lt. Tsurumi

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“Ogata,” you say again, pairing it with some light taps on his arm. He stirs this time. His head lolls lazily to the side to blink at you through half-lidded eyes. “Dawn is breaking. We should get moving soon.” His hair is slightly mussed where it rubbed against the tree trunk. You resist the urge to reach out and fix it.

You watch closely as he yawns, looking for any signs of pain. You think his jaw quivers slightly as it stretches, and this time your hand reaches out before you can stop yourself. He blinks when your fingers touch his cheek, his eyes snapping over to watch you, but he makes no further move to stop you or move away.

“How does it feel?” you ask. Your fingers trace down the scar and gently palpate along his jawbone.

“It’s fine.” You wait to see if he will elaborate. He doesn’t. Of course.

You move to crouch between his legs and take his face in both hands, turning his head this way and that, inspecting your handiwork. In the cool light of dawn, you can see more clearly than when you rendezvoused last night. His bruises had faded weeks ago, leaving only the barest trace of swelling lingering around the fresh pink scar lines. It was easy to forget when he was shrouded in bandages, but Ogata really does have an excellent jawline.

“You’re rather bold for a woman alone in the wilderness,” Ogata says flatly, his voice vibrating through your fingertips as they drift down the muscles of his neck.

“I’m not alone. I’m with you.” Your eyes drift back up to meet his, deep pools of inky black.

“You know what I mean.” His hand comes up to your knee, eyes boring into yours all the while as his fingers move slowly along your thigh.

You repress the shiver that threatens to run down your spine. “Ogata Hyakunosuke. I have brought you back from the brink of death, cold and naked on an operating table. My fingers have been within your flesh while you were at your most vulnerable, and the marks of my touch will stay with you forever.” Your fingers trace his collarbones as you lean closer, and your lips ghost over the scars you created. “I am not afraid of you, and if you wanted to do the same to me, I would let you.”

His hands have drifted all the way to your hips and stop there, unmoving. His pulse is steady beneath your lips and you can’t help but smile as you nip his neck. The sniper’s composure is truly admirable. “But,” you add, pulling back to land a quick peck on his nose, “the time and place could probably be better.”

Ogata scoffs, but lets his hands slip off your hips as you stand up and walk over to your pack. He smooths his hair back with a smirk and it’s not long before the two of you are on your way again, your shadows shrinking behind you as you continue east.

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Author’s Note: I probably haven’t written reader insert fic in 15 years, but this feral cat boy has given me toxoplasmosis and the brainworms ate my cringe filter.

[readerficsbyhyaku]

No Honorifics Needed (Kikuta Mokutarou x Reader)

summary

I finally caught up to GK season 4 and that first episode made me fall in love with Kikuta (and the opening too damn) so here is some appreciation for the man. Can you believe there is no other Kikuta x Reader on AO3 ?

You're the other Second Lieutenant under Tsurumi's orders and you're sent to Noboribetsu Springs to unwind. Thing is, you're the only woman of your division and you want to enjoy the hot springs. This is what happens when you step in and introduce yourself to some previously unmet subordinates.

Superior Private Usami and Private First Class Nikaidou were in Noboribetsu Springs when Warrant Officer Kikuta joined them amidst the steam filled air. The two lower ranking soldiers raised their eyes to stare at the newcomer.

“Did you just get here today ?” Kikuta asked the men under the hot water streams.

Usami immediately stood up and respectfully answered him, which seemed to please Kikuta. More small talk ensued, which you couldn’t quite hear from outside the springs.

The steam saturated air gushed out when you slid open the door to the bathing area, having finally cleaned yourself properly to enter the baths. You held your towel loosely in front of your naked body and slowly walked on the cedar floorboards leading to the rock tubs and spigots spouting scalding water to stand under.

You managed to catch a few words about a strange story that Private Ariko, who had arrived in the meantime, had told Kikuta.

“I’d love to hear this story too.”

The four men turned toward you, and as you came in closer through the steam, you could see looks of bewilderment and confusion progressively plaster themselves on their faces.

“A woman ?” Kikuta choked out as your silhouette became clear to him and the others.

You could see the gears turning in Usami and Nikaidou’s head, as they had been the ones you’d seen the most in the 27th Infantry Regiment.

You stared them down before asking

“Move over, Private Usami, I want to try the burning waterfall.”

The man hastily scooted away, still squinting at you.

“Hey, isn’t that Second Lieutenant…” he started, before getting interrupted by Nikaidou.

“You were a woman ? All along ?”

You sighed.

“Yes, Private Nikaidou. You’ve seen enough blood and guts during the war not to be bothered by a bit of flesh, hmm ?”

Once the shock of the revelation gone, the four men seemed to settle again and no one paid any mind to the fact you were a woman. However, you sensed Ariko and Kikuta were trying not to look in your general direction, not that it bothered you. Usami was the usual creep but he wasn’t ogling you, and Nikaidou didn’t seem to change attitude towards you. There was some good to having a division full of lunatics, you mused.

“Now what about that story ?”

Ariko cleared his throat before continuing his story, sometimes interrupted by Kikuta who seemed to try and bait the other two soldiers. You just listened, Usami doing a lot of mental gymnastics to try and undermine Ariko’s story. You knew what Kikuta was trying to do, getting in on the gold chase and gather some information about the skins so you tuned out of their chatter. Kikuta’s low voice droned in the background as you closed your eyes and turned around. You kept the towel to your front but that left your backside entirely exposed for anyone to see.

You heard someone choke again, the conversation stuttering slightly before resuming.

Kikuta couldn’t believe what he was seeing. First of all a woman in the army, and furthermore a Second Lieutenant of the 7th Division ? Usami and Nikaidou seemed surprised enough to see you, but were clearly not bothered about the situation. Apart from your name, he had never seen you during the war, but then again neither had he seen Koito Otonoshin.

Yet he… he was getting hard looking at your toned body, a few scars here and there but your shapes were unmistakeable. How the army managed to overlook that you were a woman was absurd. One look at your thighs and all he wanted to do was bury his head inbetween them and devour you until you begged him to stop.

He tried to breathe deep and calm down, he couldn’t get hard in front of his subordinates, but damn was it difficult. It wasn’t helping that he kept thinking about a lone woman surrounded by all the men in Tsurumi’s division, them taking advantage of you like the beasts they were, before being reminded you were a soldier too. Second Lieutenant even, so you must’ve had the skills to back it up. Clearly, you were unfazed by the naked bodies around you, and you didn’t bat an eye at Usami’s antics.

The warrant officer sat in the large bath to hide his erection as the conversation about Ariko’s story continued, and you seemingly paid no more attention to them.

Once you had enough of standing beneath the waterfall, you went into the bath to completely relax, your towel drenched and sticking to your body until you discarded it to sit in the volcanic waters. You closed your eyes and enjoyed the sound of water as well as the ambiant chatter of the other division members. Kikuta had gone out before you and you could hear he was up to his antics with Nikaidou, the latter’s shrill laughter piercing the steam.

The rest of your bathing session went without a hitch, and you went back to your work feeling rejuvenated from the hot water, and from messing a bit with your fellow division members. The other good thing about working under First Lieutenant Tsurumi was that he didn’t care if you were a woman, just if you could do what was necessary to get the Ainu gold. He wasn’t even phased when he discovered it, though you suspected he had known for a while.

That evening, when you came back to your room, Kikuta was waiting for you. As you walked down the hallway, you saw the clear imprint of his dick straining against his pants. Of course, he was the only one to have enough of a head on his shoulders to get hard by seeing you naked. Usami and Nikaidou were out of the equation, and Ariko… you didn’t know him enough. Not that it mattered, Kikuta was the one in front of you right now.

No words were needed as you pushed your door open, looking back towards him to beckon him into the darkness, only lit by the hallway lights. He didn’t miss a beat, he had barely stepped into your room that he grabbed your face and pressed his lips to yours, roughly and greedily. He shut the door closed with his foot as he backed you against the wall, body crowding you and radiating heat as your mouths danced together.

You raised your hands and brought them behind his neck, fingers carding through his shorter hair as he continued to ravage your mouth, hot kisses and nibbles making your lips swollen. You were getting out of breath as you melted into his touch, his calloused hands sliding towards your neck, shoulders, waist, pressing into your soft flesh and leaving fire under your skin.

Kikuta pulled away from you and growled “You have no idea how hard you made today for me.”

You chuckled and pressed your hips to his “I think I know.”

You could feel his member throbbing in his pants, so hard it must’ve been painful. And from what you had glimpsed in the hot springs, he was well endowed.

“Tease.” Kikuta grumbled before his fingers started to undo the buttons to your military shirt. You shrugged off the garment to reveal your chest was bound with fabric. His large hands grazed over your covered breasts before murmuring

“So that’s how you did it…”

You untucked the end of the fabric strip and placed it in his hand for him to continue to undress you, and he did. He slowly unwound it from around your torso and at last, you were freed from its constraints, the large fabric ribbon pooling around your feet as the cold air hit your already hard buds. You heard Kikuta inhale deeply before you felt his hands on your chest, easily covering your small mounds and thumbing your nipples. Your back arched into the wall as his ministrations sent jolts of electricity right to your core. Right at that moment, he slid his knee between your thighs and you gasped, the delicious friction eliciting more heat to pool inside your belly. As he caressed your chest, you felt his breath on your neck and then his hot mouth right under your jaw. He sucked and lightly bit the sensitive skin there, causing you to exhale a bit louder than before.

As much as it felt good to have his hands on you, you also wanted to feel him up after the preview you had at the hot springs. You went to remove his jacket and undo the buttons of his shirt, after which he removed it. The way the fabric slid off his large arms and square chest, revealing the scar you had already seen in the morning was tantalizing. Kikuta stood there after removing his shirt, waiting for you, no, inviting you to touch him. Your hands flitted to his toned chest, tracing the muscles, feeling the warm skin under your touch. You slowly drew the scar and placed a few hickeys along his jaw and neck before he couldn’t keep his hands off you again. He grabbed your waist and pressed you into him, his need more apparent by the minute. His hips rutted into yours as he slowly licked up from your breast to your neck, breath fanning over your ear.

“Shouldn’t be doing this…” he murmured more to himself. Getting physically involved with a superior during the gold chase was awkward at best and dangerous at most. But like a moth to a flame, he was drawn to you since the moment he saw you. It had been so long since he felt soft, willing flesh under him.

You unbuttoned your pants and in tandem, Kikuta slid his fingers under the waistband and pulled them down, revealing your lower half and underwear. You kicked the garment away along with your boots and the older man suddenly grabbed you and hoisted you to your bed, dropping you on it as he towered over you. The pale light of the moon bounced off his chiseled body and it was breathtaking. The cold light accentuated his firm chest and defined abs, as well as his thick neck and square jaw. The reddish scar popped from his skin and drew your eyes down his body as his hands trailed to his belt, unbuckling it as you stared.

Kikuta had no qualms showing off to you, and you couldn’t form into words attractive he was right now. You wanted to touch him, glue yourself to him and feel him more, melt into human contact. Or maybe you wanted him to come over you and bend you to his will instead. Despite all honorifics flying out the window the moment you saw him waiting for you in the hallway, a strange dynamic came from you being his superior but him being quite a few years older than you.

A pang of painful lust echoed from your belly as he freed his bulge from his pants, his loincloth barely restraining his girth. His underwear was discarded quickly after and what a girth it was. He wasn’t hard in the springs and he had already seemed long and thick, but now it was reaching over his abs, swollen and particularly large in the middle of the shaft. You swallowed hard, thinking about how deep he was going to mess you up and it only made you wetter.

He dug his hands into your hips to bring you to the edge and pressed his hands inside your thighs, opening you up to him. You were about to protest when he kneeled beside the bed, dark eyes boring into you with intensity before you felt him lick a stripe up your pussy. He didn’t go slow or gentle, it was broad and strong, willing to taste you all at once before his mouth latched onto your clit, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. Your hands immediately tangled in his hair as your back arched from the bed, overwhelmed by the sensations he was dragging out from you.

His arms curled around your thighs and kept you open as he ate you out, fingers sinking into the soft flesh of your thighs hard enough to leave marks. You panted out as he continued to lick and suck at you, small moans leaving your mouth with every exhale and heat building up in your belly. Too much, too fast, you felt the coil in your core tighten and you were so close when there was suddenly no more stimulation at all. You clenched over emptiness as the high you were chasing receded. Frustrated, you propped yourself up on one elbow to look at Kikuta, but any complaints you had died in your throat when you saw his face.

His eyes were darker than you remembered them, swirling with lust and staring up at you as he licked his lips, his nose and chin glinting with your wetness. His hair was in disarray and there was the slightest blush on his high cheekbones.

“Let me take care of you.” He smiled before approaching your core again, hot breath making goosebumps erupt on your skin.

You fell back, wiping the nascent sweat on your forehead with the back of your hand, feeling both wound up and boneless after he denied you your climax.

“I swear Kikuta…” you breathed out.

His deep voice vibrated against your sensitive core, reviving the fire in your loins with a passion.

“Mokutarou.”

“Huh ?” you rose again.

“If you want to cry out my name, it’s Mokutarou.” He said as he delved between your folds again, dragging a moan out of you.

Your whole body shook as the tension built up within you, tighter, hotter than the time before. Your thighs strained against Kikuta’s arms as you got closer to release once again.

“Mokutarou…” you whined to warn him but it was useless as he removed his mouth from you once more, peppering kisses around where you needed him most. His scruff tickled your skin as he watched you come down from your high, desire simmering in your bones as you no longer had the strength to complain about his teasing.

He rose to his feet, looming over you as he kissed his way up to your neck, his large body casting a shadow over your sweat slick skin.

Eyes half open, you felt him kiss you and tasted yourself in his mouth. In between languid kisses, you could feel his cock pressing against your abdomen, hot and leaking. He must’ve been as wound up as you, without any stimulation and yet he was still playing with you.

“What’s your game, Mokutarou ?” you mumbled as his lips danced over yours and you felt him smile.

“One more.” he answered against your mouth. He kissed up your jaw and beneath your ear, lightly biting the skin there and littering your neck with marks.

“Just one more and you’ll be ready. You can do that for me ?” he rumbled out.

He was going to be the death of you, pulling your soul out of your body one denial at a time… But his words held a promise that sounded too good to turn down. You were too far gone to back out now so you just nodded.

“Please.”

Kikuta nestled himself between your legs again, the anticipation already building up to your orgasm without him even touching you. His large fingers spread your puffy lips apart as he exposed your hole and pressed his tongue to it. The previous times, he hadn’t touched you as directly and deeply but here he was focusing entirely on it, pushing his tongue past your entrance. The stimulation was almost too much as he pulled out and entered you again, nose bumping against your clit as he kept you open for him to taste.

“Fff- hahhh…” you moaned as he tongued you, toes flexing and your breath catching in your throat. You were burning all over, sweat breaking out in places you didn’t think it was possible and your only anchor were your hands fisting the sheets so hard your knuckles turned white.

When he retreated, you groaned in frustration. You had to hold out for him, but damn if it wasn’t the sweetest torture you’d ever felt. You laid there, exhausted and yet tenser than you’d ever been, as if strings were linking every part of you to your belly, and when they’d snap you’d be nothing more than a doll, a puppet to pleasure.

Kikuta pushed you back on the bed and joined you, keeping your legs open as he fit his hips there, pressing his engorged cock to you and eliciting a jolt from you.

“You did good.” He murmured in your ear as he lined up with you.

“You did so good.” He hummed as he slowly pressed the head of his cock inside of you, and suddenly stars erupted in front of your eyes.

Despite all the preparation, despite your wetness, he was still thick. You could feel your walls strain and give in to his girth, a slight pain to accompany the pleasure of being filled and it was so good. Your hands found themselves on his broad shoulders as he inched more and more of him inside of you. You thought you were full but he continued pushing inside you until his hips were flush with yours and the pressure was unbearable. You were speared open by his cock and when he pressed the palm of his hand on your belly and you felt the bulge he made there, it was too much.

White hot pleasure wrecked through you from the point you were both joined, hands digging into him as you arched your back and clenched all around him, the orgasm more intense than any you’d ever had before. Tears pricked at your eyes as you gasped for air, completely blown away by the intensity of your climax. You hadn’t sensed it coming, the damn breaking instantly as pleasure coursed through your limbs, eyes open on blinding white and brain screaming in silent ecstasy.

You were barely recovering, limbs trembling and vision still spotty when he started moving. Dragging out against your sensitive walls and pushing back in again, burying himself deep into you, slowly. You whined for him to wait but he kissed you instead, muffling your pleas as he stoked the fire deep inside you to life again, one stroke at a time. You were a mess beneath him as he continued to push himself in and out, so deep you could almost feel him in your throat and yet you missed him the moment he pulled away. He was throbbing and burning inside of you, yet it seemed he had all the control and you had none. The tantalizing, addictive rhythm he set drove you crazy and you wanted, needed more. You felt your walls hug him closer, the coil in your gut wound tight again and you bucked your hips to accompany his movements to try and get more friction, more stimulation.

“Ready for more ?” he breathed out as he plunged into you and you frantically nodded, almost begging him to.

He pulled out and snapped his hips to yours, setting a faster, harder rhythm than before. Your hands raked down his arms, blunt nails leaving faint red marks on his skin as you grasped his forearms for support as he pounded into you. You could feel him in your belly every time, carving his place out and rearranging your insides to fit him. Every stroke sent a shiver of pleasure through you like the flow and ebb of the sea, inexorable, unavoidable. When you looked down, you could see the slight bulge he made in your abdomen as he filled you up. He was pushing you to your limits and it was the best thing you’d ever felt.

Kikuta caught you staring and lowered his gaze to where you were joined, his length glistening as he pulled out, and your juices dripping down his balls and thighs as he pushed back in. He nuzzled your neck, still drilling into you, and you heard him murmur.

“You’re taking me so well, sweetheart.”

That did it for you. You felt his hips falter as pleasure surged through you, mouth opening in a silent cry as wave after wave racked your body. He continued to thrust into you, chasing his high as you were contracting all around him, milking him dry. He stilled as he came, cock throbbing and pulsating inside of you as he painted your walls white. You felt him bite softly your shoulder, teeth only slightly digging into your flesh as if he was trying very, very hard not to hurt you. A fragile, strangled moan escaped from his throat as his own climax came crashing down on him. Every little twitch of his cock as he released inside sent pleasure aftershocks through your body as you panted in unison, basking in the afterglow of your respective orgasms. Pleasure was permeating your body and it took a moment for it to subside, any movement setting your nerves aflame and sending another jolt of electricity up your spine.

Kikuta’s muscles strained as he slowly pulled himself out of you with an obscene shlick. He rolled to his side and pulled you in, spooning you. You were sticky and sweaty and so was he with his chest pressed to your back, but you’d given up your place for nothing in the world. His hands gently rubbed your tired body, your waist, hips and belly as he whispered soft praises nuzzled into your neck.

You’d never thought a soldier could be so tender and yet here you were, two beings broken by the war trying to piece back their hearts and soul by joining and melting together.

His cuddling continued for a while longer as he pressed soft kisses along the nape of your neck, your body pressed against his as his strong arms circled your waist and for once, made you feel safe. No more chills, hair standing on end as you waited for an unknown assailant to come at your during the night. No bone-chilling cold, body halfway covered in mud while your fellow soldier died out next to you. Only a dull, pleasing ache in your core and a steady breath and steady heart at your back, human heat lulling you to sleep.

You could both wear your scars again once the sun rose, as for now it was nighttime.

author’s note

Thank you for reading this ! I hope you enjoyed it ! I want to write more but alas, i am ace and get inspiration once in a blue moon.

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[sin-of-jess]

Sugimoto Saichi

With Golden Kamuy being my second favorite anime of all time, I decided to get my writing going again with my favorite man!

Type: Smut

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No one in the group expected the bridge to collapse, except Asirpa of course, whose warning fell onto deaf ears. Being the most prepared for the inevitable she was able to grab onto the edge of the rubble and climb back onto the side of the rushing river. I was the closest one to Sugimoto, and therefore it was my waist he had grabbed before grabbing at the overhang of a huge bush. It nearly gave way to the sudden weight, but Sugimoto was able to pull the pair up onto the bank of the river. The pair were heaving, Sugimoto even heavier thanks to the exertion of energy it took to pull them. Up a small hill to the left was the edge of a roof, and I silently hoped whoever was in there would be kind enough to let us dry off.

"W-where are we going?" Sugimoto mumbled out through blue-tinted lips. It was still weeks away until spring, and the harsh, cold winds were making it feel as it would never come. I could barely feel Sugimoto's drenched jacket on my fingers as I feebly gripped it to guide him, "There's a ho-house over the-ere. W-we need to g-get warm." I struggled out.   It wasn't too far away, and the busted fish rack made it safe to assume a fisherman lived here. Sugimoto took the lead, opening the door and poking his head in, "Hello? Anyone here?" He asked with silence as the only answer. I push him in gently, and it's safe to assume with the dust and lack of personal items that this place had been long abandoned.   I grab an overturned chair and toss it into the firepit in the middle of the room, now looking around for anything that could fill in the open parts of the chair and effectively burn. "Hurry and help me find things to burn!" Sugimoto rushes over to a trunk and pulls up the lid, rifling around and grabbing any loose papers and other burnable items.   Between the two of us, we find enough flammable items to stuff under the chair and light. Sugimoto starts to undress and I blush as I grip the fabric around my neck, flustered at what I knew I needed to do. Sugimoto looks in my direction as he grips the latch on his belt, "You'll get sick in those, lay your clothes over there to dry." He tells me, voice kind as he knows why I'm being hesitant, and decides to turn fully away to finish undressing. Taking my heavy kimono off wasn't the hard part, it was the thin fabric that protected my decency that felt impossible to remove. As many times as I fantasized about removing my clothes in front of the ex-soldier near me, this moment felt far more awkward than I could imagine. I could hear shuffling, and I looked over my shoulder to see Sugimoto had sat with feet planted dangerously close to the pit, his knees bent as he leaned forward and between his legs to warm his hands on the fire, "Modesty won't keep you from dying of hypothermia," He warned me, and I sighed deeply as I let the fabric drop from my body. It felt 10x more awkward to bend over to situate it so that my clothes would dry evenly, but I couldn't tell if the redness on his cheeks was from the cold or a blush. I sat a few inches from the still shivering man, but we might as well have been touching skin with how nervous I felt. I felt delirious with excitement and shame, but I let my body do its thing as I scootched closer to the still-shaking man. He looks over at me curiously, and I awkwardly smile back at him. "Being closer will help warm me-uh us, warm-up." I nervously stuttered back.   He followed suit and shifted so that he could wrap his arm around my shoulder and bring me to his side. It was my turn to look at him curiously, and he almost mimics my previous statement, "It'll warm us up faster." It had to be the delirium, cause I could swear his gaze was lustful. When his gaze turns to my lips and he licks his own my stomach twists, was I really going to push the boundary of our friendship? "Y/N..." The way he says my name sends a shiver down my spine and I lean up to him, excitement flooding through me when he leans in to meet my lips with his. He quickly wraps his other arm around me to bring me in, my hand sliding up his head so I can slide my fingers through his wet hair. He dips me slightly, hovering over me as our bodies come closer together. Eventually, my back hits the cool floor and I wrap both my arms around his neck as he moves between my legs. His lips leave mine as he peppered kisses along my jaw and down my neck. I let out a breathless moan when he lingers on my collarbone, his hands massaging my hips as he made his way down. He focused on my chest for only a moment, kissing around my nipple before latching his lips onto the hardened bud. He keeps one hand on my left breast as his lips and now tongue travel past my navel and closer to my pubic mound.   My breathe hitches at the sensation, squirming in anticipation over what was to come. He pauses at my slit for only a moment before sliding his tongue between my folds and giving me a long lick. I shamelessly moan, dropping my arm over my eyes as Sugimoto devours me. I never had someone focus so hard on pleasing me and I can only moan out his name as he alternates between sucking my clit and shoving his tongue as deep into my pussy as he can. He's ravenous as he eats me out, like a starved man at the buffet reserved for an Emperor.   I've never felt an orgasm like this, and I desperately grip his hair as I wail out. He doesn't slow, following me as my hips jerk and spasm from the pleasure. As I come down from my high I tug at him, "Sugimoto, please," I whimper out to him, surprised at my own taste as he catches my lips with a kiss. I can feel his cock bounce off my thigh and my pussy clenches. I reach down and grip him, pleasantly surprised at the soft moan that comes from him when I pump him. He leans his hips down and I move to guide him, my breathe bated as I feel the tip of the head push inside me.   He slides into me and stills, asking if I'm okay. I grip his shoulders and groan out a yes, whining in pleasure as he slides out and pushes in again. Confidence grows as he starts at a steady pace, my breathless moans and my back arching encouraging him. He props himself with his arm beside my head, his other arm wrapping around my leg at the knee to pull my legs apart more.   The new angle has him hitting just the right spot and my grip on his shoulders tighten, my hips slamming back into his as I chase the high of cumming again. He adjusts the both of us so that he can crane his neck down and slip my nipple in his mouth, leaning into the wet touch as he swirls his tongue around. "Please, I'm close Sugimoto..." I speak out, gripping his hair and pulling him back to my face for a kiss.   As he covers my face with open mouth kisses he thrusts faster, letting himself fall into the pleasure as small moans slip out. To hear such a strong and dangerous man moan so weakly into my ear was enough to guide me over the edge again; to stay in this exact moment would be eternal bliss. He finally releases my leg to grab my ass, pushing deep inside me in a way no one had ever done.   It was as if we were floating in the sky as my final orgasm ripped through me, eyes rolling into the back of my head as my body shakes uncontrollably. Sugimoto moans out my name as his hips snap before stilling, filling me with his warmth.   He keeps himself propped up as we both breathe deeply in an attempt to catch our breath. Sugimoto sits up enough for us to lock eyes, and we both smile softly at each other. Just as he opens his mouth to say something, we hear a voice. "Look, maybe they're in there!" We could hear Shiraishi say. Our eyes widen, and we scramble over to our still half-damp clothes. My kimono barely concealed me when the group busted into the room. "Warmth!" Shiraishi shrieks, diving towards the fire that was starting to crumble as the wood turns into ash. Suddenly the man tilts his head slightly as he sniffs the air, cocking a curious brow at us. Sugimoto gave a look that even Shiraishi could read that meant 'kept your damn mouth shut.' He gulps and looks back at the fire, and Sugimoto lets his face soften as he glances his way at me once more with a smile he'd never given me before.

[felswritingfire]

Master List

Rules!

Key:

Headcanon- ⬱

Scenario- ⬅

SFW- ☁

NSFW- 💦

Suggestive- 👀

Angst- 💔

Fluff- 💖

Kengan Ashura

How You Officially Meet Agito Kanoh ⬅;☁

Takeru’s Brothers being Wingmen ⬅;☁;💖

Baki the Grappler

Relationship HCs (Retsu, Jack, Doyle, Sikorsky) ⬱; ☁; 💖

Hanma boys w/ a Weak Baby S/O ⬱; ☁; 💖

Yujiro Meeting a Strong Woman ⬱; ☁

Hanma Boys Reacting to a Strong Female S/O Fighting Yujiro and Winning ⬱; ☁

Yujiro’s reaction to being punched by a Strong Female S/O and landing in a different continent ⬱;☁

Hiveswap/Homestuck

Smooches with Gellekh Xigisi ⬱; ☁; 💖

Face Sitting with Rufioh Nitram ⬱; 💦

Inuyasha

[None]

Tokyo Afterschool Summoners

A Romance with Bathym ⬱; ☁; 💖

Some Angst with Taurus Mask ⬱;☁;💔

Dating Hephaestus (Male Reader) ⬱; ☁; 💦; 💖

Watching Inuyasha w/ Moritaka ⬱; ☁; 💖

Dating Macan ⬱; ☁; 💖

Dating Nyarl (Male Reader) ⬱; ☁; 💦; 💖

NSFW with Macan ⬱; 💦

General NSFW Nomad ⬱; 💦

Dad HCs (Arsalan, Ifirit, Ophion, Tadatomo, Xolotl) ⬱; ☁; 💖

Zabinniya (#14- hand holding) ⬱; ☁; 💖; 👀

Kengo (#16- hand holding) ⬱;☁;💔

(Jealous) Tezcatlipoca with a female S/O ⬱; ☁; 👀

Horkeu Kamui Dad HCs ⬱; ☁

Shinya (#5 and #4 Hand holding) ⬅;☁;💔

Dragon Age

[None]

Monster Prom

A Bubble Bath with Scott ⬱; ☁; 💖

Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure

Phantom Blood

[None]

Battle Tendency

[None]

Stardust Crusaders

[None]

Diamond Unbreakable

[None]

Golden Wind

[None]

Marvel

[None]

DC

[None]

Food Fantasy

[None]

The Arcana

[None]

Pokemon

[None]

Overwatch

[None]

Toriko

General/Dating HCs with Zebra ⬱; ☁; 💖

Fire Emblem

Awakening

[None]

Heroes

[None]

Disgaea 5

Red Magnus getting his titties played with ⬅; 💦

Fates Series

Zero

[None]

Unlimited Blade Works (UBW)

[None]

Apocrypha

[None]

Extra Last Encore

[None]

FGO

[None]

Trigun

[None]

Kekkai Sensen/ Blood Blockade Battlefront

[None]

OFF

[None]

Saint Seiya

Lost Canvas

[Nothing]

Twisted Wonderland

Mafia AU w/ Vil Schoenheit x Reader ⬅;☁;💔

Mafia AU w/ Vil Schoenheit x Reader II ⬱; ☁; 💖

Mafia AU w/ Riddle Rosehearts and what Reader would do ⬱; ☁; 💖

(April Brain Rot)

Vil Schoenheit x Reader (Mafia AU) ⬅;☁

Deuce Spade x Ace Trappola x Grim x Reader ⬅;☁;💔;💖

Leona Kingscholar x Reader ⬅;☁;💖

Ace Trappola x Reader ⬅;☁;💖

Jack Howl x Reader (Detroit Become Human AU) ⬅;☁

Sebek Zigvolt x Reader ⬅;☁

Kalim Al Asim x Reader (Pokémon AU) ⬅;☁;💖

Divus Crewel x Professor! Reader ⬅;☁;💔;💖

Idia Shroud x Reader ⬅;☁;💖

Floyd Leech x Reader ⬅;☁

Rook Hunt x Reader (God AU) ⬅;☁

Riddle Roseheart x Reader (Cursed AU) ⬅;☁;💖

Sebek Zigvolt x Reader (Toddler AU) ⬅;☁;💖

Dire Crowley x Reader (Howl’s Moving Castle AU) ⬅;☁;💖

Hades (Game)

(Olympus) Gods x Shade! Reader ⬱; ☁; 💖

Dragon Ball Xenoverse 2

[None]

Dislyte

Romantic Freddy x Male! Reader Hcs ⬱; ☁; 💖

Romantic Sander x Male! Reader Hcs ⬱; ☁; 💖

Romantic Drew x Male!Reader Hcs (still editing) ⬱; ☁; 💖

Sengoku Basara

[None]

Valorant

[None]

Ask Prompts

Hand Holding

Aggressive Yandere

Angst/Fluff

100 Word Writing

Hugging

Reblogs

Honeyhotpot

Rules

FAQ

Fandom List

Red Magnus with a smol S/O

Summonerscenarios

Rough Sex (Jacob, Tetsuya, and Bathym)

Match-up (mine!)

Pampering the Boys (Jacob and Testuya)

Virgin S/O (And losing it!) (Ophion, Lucifuge, and Hakuman)

Angst with Loops (Ophion, Zabinniya, and Oniwaka)

SFW & NSFW HCs w/ Shuichi

Stressing the Teachers out (Mononobe, Triton, and Jinn)

Husbandomail

S/O Wearing Some of Their Clothes (Gullinbursti, Toji, and Shinya)

Small Piers Scenario

Kengen-ass

The Boys Opening Jars for you

Kengenwritings

Just this Once (Akiyama Kaede)

Lesserfandomappreciation

Zebra with a Soft S/O

Stary-eyes-inc

S/O who can Sew with Unusual Things (Jamil, Trey, Jade, and Deuce)

Until-all-are-one

MTMTE Lost Light Crew w/ a Lovable Human Liaison

The-crows-typist

A Heart From Me to You (Floyd Leech x Reader)

Muchwritinglittletime

Domestic Ramge HCs

junowritings

S/O getting into a fight for them (Ruggie, Azul, and Deuce)

tkskullwrites

Alone with You (Yandere!Batter x reader)

[otomeshi-hime-blog]

Just in case I haven’t made my stance clear enough, I wanted to lay a few things on the table. 

Tumblr is cancer, and the entire anti movement even more so. No one on this website knows how to do research and instead prefers just to make up their own definitions, spouting them as truth. Fujoshi does not mean what you think it means. Fujoshi are not inherently bad people. They’re in their right to ship whatever they can conceive. As it has recently been brought to my attention, let me also say that lolicon does not mean what you think it means. Loli consent is literally the worst case of Western bullshit I’ve ever seen. Its shorthand for lolita complex. Which by the way, Lolita is a name. There is nothing inherently sexual about the name. Its been twisted by trigger happy morons, but the lipstick or the fashion? Absolutely nothing to do with pedophilia in any way shape or form. 

As a fandom old, I like and support “bad ships” because I have the brain capacity to wrap my head around the fact that these are fictional characters, not real people. If Inuyasha aired today, everyone would be having a fit about not only the Kagome x Inuyasha ship (15 year old human female x 50+ year old half-dog demon) but also the hugely popular Sesshomaru x Rin pairing (god only knows how old dog demon x 10~ year old human female). That being said ...

My favorite Golden Kamuy pairing is Ogata x Asirpa (30+ year old man x 13 year old girl) and thats just the fucking facts. I like it. A lot. Its a good pairing. 

I have no qualms about people shipping age gaps, whether legal (Endeavor x Hawks) or with minors involved (see above).

I have no qualms with people shipping incest. I’ve read a LOVELY Endeavor x Shoto series that was very cathartic for me regarding my own trauma and I’ve read plenty of BLmatsu fics as well. And to be honest with you? Incest isn’t even bad in real life, so long as its not rape. If a 25 year old man consented to having sex with his 22 year old sister? Its a non issue. 

I harbor rape fantasies (being on the receiving end) as does a significant portion of the female populace. Stories about noncon or dubcon are not bad things. The people who read and write them are not bad. Its SUCH a prevalent fantasy that a published book written by a female author I’m currently reading wrote a staged rape scene. No trigger warnings. No notes that said “just so everyone knows, rape is not okay”. No deflecting comments to make sure that the reader knows shes not romanticizing it. The scene literally just IS. 

Multishipping is not an endorsement for cheating (something else that was recently brought to my attention, much to my disgust). If someone wants to write about a female character fucking the ENTIRE male cast behind their backs, thats their prerogative and its really not that deep. Cheating in real life is bad because real people get hurt in the process. Fictional characters cheating on fictional characters is angst fuel. Plain and simple. 

Any ship being labeled a “bad ship” is fanwank and nothing more. 

Trying to tell people how they can and cannot enjoy their fictional media is wrong, and every anti should truly be ashamed of themselves for making people feel bad over something that doesn’t even exist. 

I was raped by a father figure from the time I was 11 until I was 18 and I can assure you without a shadow of a doubt that there is absolutely nothing in shipping or fandom that even comes close to the real thing. Equating the two is honestly offensive to anyone whose actually been in that position and I honestly, truly believe that every anti who says they were abused in some fashion or another is lying. Because anyone whose really been there knows that fictional works on the internet are of so little consequence it doesn’t even ping on the radar. Its harmless. Real life though?

And no partaking in these things does not magically turn you into a rapist or a pedophile or anything of the sort. The man who took advantage of me for YEARS didn’t wake up one day and decide to fuck his 11 year old stepdaughter because he read a fucking incest fic on FF.N. He was raped when he was a child and the cycle of abuse continued. 

Media effects reality but not the way you think it does. The power of suggestion only works enough to convince you that you need the newest Iphone or you’ll literally die. It does not somehow make you believe that real rape or real pedophilia is fine and dandy. It just does not work like that and anyone who thinks contrary needs to seek professional help ASAP. No amount of rape fic or lolicon doujins is going to make me go out and rape real children. Period. 

Oh, and for the record? Theres nothing wrong with ageing up characters either. I don’t see the point (refer to this entire post) but if it makes someone else happy then so be it. They’re not pedophiles for wanting to age up a fictional character they have a crush on so THEY’RE more comfortable, especially considering that said fictional character will always be 15 in canon. Like these fucking mental gymnastics are astounding. Literally pump the brakes for five seconds and think about this. 

If I had the power to magically warp into every anti’s house, or just anyone who believed any of the above “Bad Things” were true, I’d honestly kill every single one of them. Like, no joke. You’re a waste of space. You’re a waste of oxygen. No one loves and no one is ever going to love you with that attitude. 

Peace.

[kkachi-rkcl]

WIP Excerpt

Fandom: Golden Kamuy

Ship: Ogata/Fem!OC

Setting: Yubari arc, chapter 81

——

As Ienaga and Ushiyama head into the kitchen to prepare dinner for the group, Toshi slips down the hall towards the rear of the house, stopping in the half open doorway of the last room.

Stuffed birds hang upside down from the ceiling, and various other animals are mounted around the walls. On the floor, Maeyama’s corpse lies surrounded in a pool of his own dried blood. Toshi can’t help but notice that one of his arms lies at an awkward angle. The impact on his final collapse must have re-dislocated his shoulder. As she stands over the body, it feels as though he is looking straight at her. She kneels down and shuts his eyelids.

(Continued below cut)

The sound of boots and the quiet swish of cloth enter the room, stopping just behind her. Silence hangs in the air. There is only one person she knows that is capable of such stillness. “We should bury him,” Toshi finally says to Ogata.

Ogata looks down at her, and then at Maeyama’s body, his face expressionless. “Suit yourself,” he says. He couldn’t care less about Maeyama in life, and he certainly isn’t going to start caring about him now that he's dead. But it seems like they’ll be starting here a few days, and he’d rather not deal with a rotting corpse.

He turns to leave, but Toshi remains kneeling by the corpse. He finds himself somewhat irritated by this. This show of melancholy, of guilt, of shame. Who is she pretending for? Maeyama may have been earnest to a fault, but it’s not as if his corpse can appreciate such a performance. He pauses in the doorway and calls her name.

She gives a weary exhale as she stands, favoring her injured ankle. The afternoon sun backlights her as she turns towards the door, casting her face in shadow. She stumbles slightly, legs probably gone numb from kneeling so long, and catches herself on Ogata’s outstretched arm.

“And how do you plan on digging a grave when you can barely walk on your own,” Ogata says.

Matsukawa finally looks up at him. “We killed him together. Shouldn’t we bury him together too?”

Her words tug at something in his gut. Ogata raises an eyebrow. “So I’m going to do all the work while you watch?”

[ryokaidesu]

★ 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐥 ★

★ 𝐑𝐲𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐮'𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬… 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩! ★

★ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 𝟑𝟏𝟔 ★

Greetings people of Golden Kamuy community, 𝐑𝐲𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐮 here. As we know, the time of festivities, mind's and soul's relaxation and productivity (of some) is over. Studies are calling.

But no! No need for sudden disappointment nor irritation! We are still here and still have many plans. Yet, I have no idea which shall be prioritised. And so, I prepared this overview of what lies ahead. For who or what? For You to pick and give me a sign – “Yes, yes that!”.

I’ll post those that will get the most votes after each other in a span of days. So, yes, I’ll go for the % as that is the most logical way to do.

For seeing my works, click on the star. ★

SFW ALPHABET

Easily, we all understand (also already saw) how these are done by hand of mine. Here are characters that were not posted yet and are on ‘to write’ list: Yuusaku, Tanigaki, Tsurumi.

SFW POSTS

Here is a small mixture of my works I planned: 'Golden Kamuy men and cooking' (2, 3, …) of which was posted the first part – ★. Modern AU of Usami and Ogata as roommates (could be divided to parts, headcanons or be one long story).

NSFW ALPHABET

Same as SFW alphabets, except for every letter being tied to my headcanons of erotic and sexual topics. As always, minors do NOT interact with me nor this blog, please and thank You. Characters for NSFW alphabet: Vasily, Sugimoto, Ogata, Usami.

NSFW POSTS

And here, I actually have writings in progress or almost finished. ‘Usami The Katana Devil’ which is Usami x Male!Reader about katanas, fighting and – of course – sexual matters. ‘Nikaidou brothers and Their filthy gossips’ which is on the other hand Them x Female!Reader that delivers not only gossips and rumors, but also some shaming and sex. Lastly, ‘Golden Kamuy men and Period’ part 3. ★