mimi

hi baby

[kittentoki]

✧˖*°࿐ 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐀 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔. . .

๑ ֹ ₊ MIMI . . . she/her. 18+. virgo. intp. (nsfw). multifandom. gintoki’s honey, ichigo’s girl, minato’s wife, itachi’s sweetheart, shisui’s darling , zuko’s other half <3

๑ ֹ ₊ . . . links : main masterlist. my taglist. FREE PALESTINE🇵🇸. other blogs: @mimi-verse + @mistress-riddle <3

ꔫ now playing on 미미's device:

Supermarket . Say Now Immature. Flo

๑ ֹ ₊ requests: open.

[kittentoki]

and if you ever need a reason to be feral, remember gintoki running after that girl who jumped off a building with zero regard for himself and lifting her up with one arm only 😛

[kittentoki]

i love your gintama content omg! have you ever considered writing for shinsuke too or are you an exclusive gin girl? 👀

takasugi shinsuke?? WHY YES ! i love him also thank you so much, sweetheart <3

[kittentoki]

I loveeee your Gintoki drabbles, they are so good! Please never stop writing, you are amazing!!<3

stoppp you’re so adorable 💕💕 i will keep writing just for you TRUST !

[kittentoki]

I LOVE YOUR KARMA CONTENTTTTT

ahh thank you !!! i had such a huge crush on him when i was 10 🫣

[kittentoki]

── 𝑲𝑨𝑹𝑴𝑨 𝑨𝑲𝑨𝑩𝑨𝑵𝑬 𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑺

ᥫ᭡. warning .ᐟ nsfw (mdni) . . . request .ᐟ What do you think abt nsfw karma headcanons, aged up ofc? like what he's into (i just know it's all freaky bordering violent lmao) and how he does common things like foreplay, aftercare or whatever you're willing to do :) thank u — anon.

𐚁 . sadism x masochism (obvs); karma is a champion when it comes to s&m, he loves this shit and he’s also completely open to switch btw (he likes being in pain idc what anyone says, he’s freaky like that!)

𐚁 . dacryphilia, loves to see you cry when he’s fucking you good or teasing you like crazy, it just makes him so giddy. of course it has to be tears of pleasure otherwise he gets awkward and tries to comfort you (may not be successful but he does make you laugh so what works, works!)

𐚁 . edges you and then overstimulates you, he’s insane like that. he might fr deal with extremities let him work through this folks.

𐚁 . bondage king, he knows about 40 ways to tie you up and he finds it so fun both doing and undoing it. it’s like a puzzle.

𐚁 . food play?… i can see him licking strawberry syrup from your body tbh.

𐚁 . enjoys a spread eagle position bc he loves to watch you, like he needs his eyes on you as he fucks you up (in a pleasurable way ofc). he probably enjoys doggy as well but there must be a mirror because again, he needs to see your face.

𐚁 . doesn’t do quickies surprisingly (not really tho), if he’s going to fuck you, he’s going to take his time and make sure you’re thoroughly ruined by his hands.

𐚁 . could be into knife play (and licking up any blood he draws btw). mmh, definitely bites your lip till you draw blood.

𐚁 . firm believer in him enjoying everything he’s dishing out. so if you want to fuck him up and be rough with him and do whatever he does to you, do it. have your way with him.

𐚁 . he likes foreplay because it’s such an enjoyable sight to see you blissed out and speechless without him even needing to use his dick. it strokes his ego like crazy.

𐚁 . karma’s great at aftercare imo because i see him as prioritising cleanliness so he’d definitely wipe you down, probably make you shower with him and eat snacks with you after. i can see him keeping some pockys in his drawer lol. he’d also let you cuddle into him but he likes cuddling into you way more.

© 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 —all content rights belong to kittentoki. do not plagiarize any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

[nijiuchiha]

@/rauvin_

[kittentoki]

@sakunai our bfs !!

[kittentoki]

hii can i please request riding gintokis hand? like he’s being a bit of a bitch and making reader get off on his hand?

ᥫ᭡. content and warnings .ᐟ smut (mdni!!) — fingering, hand-humping, gintoki rubs his dick through his trousers, light sir kink and s&m dynamics, pleanty of teasing (gintoki is a meanie) 700+ words.

“come on baby, you can do better than this” he goads on. his hand is stuffed between your legs, fingers plunged deep inside your pussy and providing you with no reprieve. you're too sensitive and the way the hilt of his palm presses against your clit is driving you insane. but despite it all (that being your moans and pleas), gintoki refuses to move his hand. he keeps it resting on the mattress with your knees planted on either side of it, only imploring you to ride his hand in order to get the relief you desperately crave.

it’s so unfair since he’s the one who teased you, slipping into bed with you for an innocent cuddle just had to turn into him grazing his fingers over your braless clad breasts, causing your nipples to perk up at the soft touch. and when you tried to ignore it, he had the audacity to rest his heavy palm low on your stomach just to have easy access for when he intended to cup your pussy over your thin cotton panties. of course it didn’t help that he recognised them as his favourite pair which you didn’t understand because they were plain and not really “sexy” all things considered. you reckoned it might have something to do with how similar it looked to the yukata he usually donned but it was entirely unintentional on your part. you’re pretty sure you bought them way before you even met him.

that’s besides the point because right now your brain was only full of curse words you would be spewing at gintoki if it weren’t for the fact that you got way too turned on when he got like this. and by this you meant, resting on his back with his arm propped beneath his head as he watched you quite literally ride his hand. it was completely embarrassing but you just couldn’t stop. your night dress was barely doing anything to cover your decency considering the straps on either shoulder fell down to expose the top of your breasts and the hem of the dress exposed your lower region entirely due to your frantic movement. to make matters entirely worse, gintoki kept ordering you to stop whenever you felt your orgasm approaching and he made sure you did by removing his arm from underneath his head to hold you in place by hip. he stayed like that as you whined at the loss of motion that was helping you reach your climax and each time he did this, your sounds of complains got cuter, more desperate and needy.

“you won’t cum until i tell you you can, now be a good girl and keep entertaining me.”

you can’t help the words that escape you “you’re such a dick.”

he only cocks an eyebrow at you, a lazy smirk on his face “keep that up honey and i’ll make sure you don’t finish,” you look at the hand on his hip, a reminder of his strength “you know i’m good for it.”

so you do what any sane person with a grand sense of respect and dignity would do—

“fuck, sorry, please help me get off?”

“what was that?” his grip on you loosens and you test the waters by softly rocking your hips once more.

“please… sir?”

he fully retracts his hand this time, allowing you to freely move but it doesn’t go where you expect it to — i.e. under his head, no it trails to his shirt where he lifts it up enough for you to gain a good view of his toned core as well as the tent in his trousers. instinctively, your tongue darts out and licks a stripe along your lower lip. gintoki keeps his focus on the sight of your juices coating his hand as you regain your previous pace all the while his hand lazily strokes the hard on he’s sporting. he feels you gush as he continues stroking himself over his trousers and this elicits a greedy grin to take over his face.

“you’re such a nasty little girl, aren’t you? why don’t you cum for me baby?”

© 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 —all content rights belong to kittentoki. do not plagiarize any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

[kittentoki]

Hello!!! I think your url is so adorable that's it bye ✨✨✨

-sirenskyy

why hello !! thank you very much, i absolutely adore it as well 🥰

[kittentoki]

this was not a meet cute, you were pissed. in which geto suguru accidentally bumps into you and spills coffee down your shirt and you shout expletives at him.

the cramps igniting a terrible pain in your lower abdomen and back was enough incentive to wake you up. you beat your alarm by almost an hour and the noise that escaped you sounded almost beastly. but you persevered, however, finding your water bottle on the floor and your painkillers somewhere on your nightstand. you would survive. your panties and trousers on the other hand definitely lost the battle, you resisted the urge to slide onto the floor and weep but you sighed instead and scrubbed the blood stains before chucking them into your laundry basket and hopping into the shower.

when you almost slipped on your way out of the shower you did not let the break you down. you just walked back into your room and got ready like usual. and when you checked the time after putting on your clothes and finishing with your hair and makeup, you left the house without breakfast, it's okay, it wasn't the first time you'd done so.

missing your second bus to uni was also fine, at least you had your book even if you forgot your earphones and the bus was full of noisy people going about their day. and you were going to be alright walking into your two hour lecture and then two hour seminar which followed immediately after it. you did your best to ignore the noises your stomach made, shifting around in your seat while letting out a cough or clearing your throat. it might have gotten bad enough that you got up to head to the toilet and call your friend to make sure she had food and a drink ready for you when you were set free from this prison. she reassured you she would so you headed back to class with a settled mind.

so yes, despite your horrible start to the day, you could withstand it all when you got out to meet up with your beloved friend and finally got some food in your system. you were practically fantasising about it, she said she would get you something from your favourite restaurant nearby and you could not contain your excitement at the thought. and you thought it was all looking up for you when your tutor dismissed the class early. but alas it seemed nothing really wanted to go your way. your friend was stuck in line getting you your food but she was considerate enough to leave her bag on the table with two cereal bars stuffed in her bag just for you to nibble on while she got you your food. you were thankful, downright grateful for her but the snacks were too dry and you needed to get yourself some water asap. it didn't help that your bottle was empty with a capital 'e'. and the water dispenser was all the way towards the entrance of the floor you were on.

but whatever, you got up and headed over to the stupidly located water cooler (it did make sense that it was put where it was but you didn't care, you were irritated) and took a sip as you turned around. unfortunately for you, that was your boiling point (pun intended).

it felt like everything was moving in slow motion. someone had walked right into you, knocking your water out of your hand and spilling it down your face and chest. however, the cherry on top was his iced coffee trickling down your shirt, ice shards slipping into your bra and tank top. you couldn't help the yelp that you let out, couldn't help the immediate sentences that tumbled out of your mouth either—

"what the fuck is wrong with you?!"

suguru froze in his spot, his cup was in his hand for one moment and the next it was gone, rolling on the ground. he didn't even see you, too engrossed in gloating in satoru's face for having lost multiple times today against him (he owed him lunch, which they just finished, and coffee, which you seemingly decided was enough for him) and completely missed your figure. he couldn't blame you for swearing at him because he knew if he was in your situation, covered in cold water and coffee, he'd have a few choice words for whoever was the culprit. that being said, he didn't expect to see tears well up in your eyes as you looked down at your shirt after satoru's lame joke filled the silence that followed your spew.

"sugu, you got some shirt on your coffee."

as though a dam broke in your eyes, tears of frustration spilled down your cheeks which you attempted to furiously wipe away but to no avail, they didn't stop no matter how hard you rubbed. ruining your makeup in the process, but that was the least of your worries right now. you just broke down in front of two random guys and then light haired one refused to shut up as he said "hey, you made her cry, idiot."

the call of your name was your only refuge, you stopped attacking your face to find your friend walking through the door, a bag held in her hand. immediate concern was expressed on her face and she rushed over to you to envelop you in a hug, burying your head in her shoulder as you let it all out. her eyes narrowed at whom she assumed were the perpetrators and a loud scoff was all she could let out when she realised who they were.

"seriously? of course it was you two involved."

satoru raised his arms in surrender as he took a step back and pointed at suguru "it was all him, i was not involved."

utahime's glare lingered over satoru for a second longer before settling it on suguru as she awaited an explanation. for some reason he was entirely baffled, words escaped him as he kept looking over from you to utahime and back to you. it wasn't often a girl cried because of him, usually satoru was behind their ire or irritation and he typically rejoiced in watching his friend splutter and try to get himself out of the situation. this must be his karma, he concludes.

"i bumped into her and we both spilled our drinks."

utahime pulled away to scan you and she tutted "take off your hoodie." she ordered suguru.

"what? you give her yours." his expression caused her brow to twitch and his words caused her scowl to deepen.

"are you a fucking idiot, i'm not wearing one and she can't stay in this."

satoru elbowed him and nodded his head as he chewed on his straw "better take that shit off before she explodes on both of us."

suguru sighed as he peeled his hoodie off and handed it to utahime. she chucked the bag in his hand as well as your water bottle before leading you to the toilets nearby for you to change out of your wet top. you followed along obediently, too embarrassed and exhausted as you caught your breath and sniffled. utahime inquired about your day and it all made sense as to why you were in a mood. she cooed at you as she wiped your face with tissue and handed you a bunch to wipe off any coffee that remained glistening on your skin. she turned around and let you remove your shirt and bra, taking them from you to rinse them in water while you donned the hoodie. you crossed your arms over your chest and watched her dry your clothes under the hand dryer as much as she could. she smiled sweetly at you and suggest you wash your face to freshen up. thank god she did because your eye makeup was ruined and needed to be dealt with immediately.

in the meanwhile, satoru sipped on what was remaining from his extra extra extra sugary iced vanilla latte and smirked at suguru "well this is fun."

suguru sneered at him, displeased as he glanced down at the bag of food and water bottle in his hands "i feel bad, she was crying."

satoru shrugged "you get used to it eventually," he laid a hand on suguru's shoulder "besides, this is kind of a meet cute, no?"

"you consider getting insulted and ruining someones day a meet cute?..." his gaze scanned satoru before he snorted "nevermind, any girl that spends longer than five seconds with you usually ends like this."

satoru gasped, shaking his cup "you're so rude!"

"says you—"

their oncoming bickering was interrupted by you and utahime exiting the toilet. suguru's eyes instinctively landed on you, he couldn't help it. his eyes scanned your face immediately and he was relieved to see that your eyes were dry now. your face looked fresh, he assumed you washed it and he thought you actually looked cute like this. your hair drawn up, out of your face, your figure covered by his large hoodie. now that did something to him he didn't realise was possible having known you for a collective 5 minutes. from the corner of his eye, he caught utahime holding clothes in her hands that appeared to be folded. he caught a glimpse of a strap and without thought, his eyes snapped back to your body and he noticed your arms folded over your chest. all of a sudden heat seeped upto his cheeks but he fought valiantly to keep his eyes on utahime's glaring ones.

"aw you look cute in that oversized hoodie," satoru smiles at you, ignoring suguru who started glaring holes into the side of his face.

you cleared your throat, a shy expression replacing your earlier anger as you address the dark haired guy without looking into his eyes "i'm sorry for being rude earlier, i was having a bad day and apparently that was my final straw, it was an honest mistake though and i shouldn't have blown up in your face, especially when you've been kind enough to lend me your hoodie."

suguru feels the need to say that utahime forced him to undress but she was already looking at him like she would kill him for saying anything wrong so he just smiled down at you, his eyes turning into cresents as he waved you off "don't worry about it, it happens to the best of us."

"thank you for being understanding," you tug at the hoodie "i'll return this to you, are you in tomorrow?"

suguru shakes his head "i'm off for the week, i'll be visiting home, i could do next week."

"i don't know if i'm free yet, i'll have to check and get back to you."

"it's fine, just keep it." everyone's head whipped towards suguru who kept his eyes now trained on your face.

your brows furrow together and you shake your profusely "no, no, i'll figure it out... do you think i can have your number actually?"

suguru absolutely refuses to look at satoru despite feeling the smug smile radiating off of him "yeah, absolutely."

you hand him your phone, he inputs his number as well has his full name. when you take your phone back as well as the bag and your water bottle, your eyes catch the name at the top and your jaw drops slightly as you connect the dots and loot at the light haired guy standing beside him "you must be gojo."

"pleasure to meet you," he winks, two fingers come up to his head as he salutes you playfully.

you turn to utahime and nod slowly, her expression of irritation has not shifted one bit "i get it," you tell her.

utahime to her credit does not say anything and just nods her head back to where you both left your things. you catch the hint and smile at the two of them politely "we'll be on our way then, sorry for the whole mess."

"it's no problem, toodles!" satoru says after you. you chuckle, not needing to look back to know that suguru probably hit him. he did of course, a quick slap to the head "hey, you should be happy you got a meet cute with a pretty girl who has your number!"

© 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 —all content rights belong to kittentoki. do not plagiarize any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

[notyournoma]

[hunnismokah]

nightwing! the rest is on patreon TWEHEWW

[anihelate]

Lady lights a cigarette, puffs away, no regrets...

[kittentoki]

i am in desperate need of bleach moots guys please, if you write for bleach hmu so we can be moots!! icb how dry this fandom is 😩

[miqoto9]

doctor sakura

[kittentoki]

@sakunai your wife is at work so i’m sending her home !

[tenartist]

summer girl

[kittentoki]

@sakunai 💗

[privarot]

what are the chances of grimmjow being much more of a cuddler than he looks due to really enjoying body heat?

he's like that as is—meshing as close as he can get until he's nearly crawling into your skin. if you asked him about it towards the beginning of your relationship, he'd probably scrunch up his nose and want to deny it, but now he just gives you a "so fuckin' what?" before shoving his face into your sternum in some act of indignation.

he seeks you out whether or not he truly means to. he just can't help it.

maybe he missed the closeness of his pack before everything slid sideways. maybe he just hadn't realized how good it would feel to have your warmth bleeding down into his bones. hueco mundo was just as cold as it was unforgiving. it's almost natural instinct to try and huddle around the warmest thing that he can find.

he's like this regardless, but humans especially bewilder him. arrancar run cold as is—being undead and all—but humans? humans radiate heat like some sort of mini flame that he can't quite get enough of.

his favorite is when he can get to you just after you've been in the sun for a while. you're almost deliciously warm and you smell just like the sun that you've been under all day.

making it past the couch is near impossible, and if you manage that, he still stalks and crowds you into your room—trying to get you to the bed and skin-to-skin as soon as possible. maybe his lips twitch a little if you giggle at his efforts, but he stays focused, jumpsuit going unzipped to hang down around his waist and his hands tugging at your shirt.

"grimmjow," you admonish, as if you aren't grinning at him anyway.

"not askin' for that, perv. jus' let me feel."

he purrs himself up a storm once he gets you down into the covers and your bare chest against his. even lets his hierro slip down to its weakest point possible just to greedily take in more of that heat.

he has to actively fight the urge to scoot down and bury his face in against the center of your chest for the millionth time since the two of you have gotten together, but despite his efforts, he'll eventually make his way there regardless.

put your hand in his hair and scratch along his scalp while he does. it'll get him kneading at your sides in contentment. <3

[kittentoki]

@kunaikisser 😘