#abuto x reader

[doki-doki-imagines]

💖 + mr worldwide abuto ?

mr. worldwide I'm crying

Actually, he is a good boyfriend who prepares his gift even one year early to be ready. He sees you like something during one of the few times together, and he buys it immediately (obvs without you knowing). Abuto remains his sarcastic self tho, love make us better but doesn't do miracles

[theoptimisticfatalist]

writing in which Abuto lives in my mind rent-free:

Abuto lost his left arm in Yoshiwara, and he just don't like the feeling of cold metal on his skin at night. On your skin at night.

Every night, whether or not you hit the sack at the same time or not, he hugs you in your sleep the same way you used to hold your plushies: it’s like a chokehold, grasping whatever he can. Sometimes he holds your hand. Sometimes you move in your sheets, and you hug him. Suffocate yourself in the mane that is his hair on purpose sometimes even.

He sleeps on the right side of the bed, and you on the left. Needless to say, there's a running joke between you two, where the "wrong side of the bed" is not so much a physical place, but instead a perpetual state. But what can you say? The man's got some sort of superpower to rise with the sun and you seem to be most lively when night falls.

But what you both know is that he did it on purpose: the first night you slept together, he asked if you could sleep by the window and was holding his arm with his other arm. The fake one with his real one.  There's his utilitarian reasoning, which makes perfect sense: it is totally possible that he'll swing his arms off in his sleep and those mercenary paychecks have to spread themselves. But knowing him well enough, his arm (or lack thereof) wants to hold you. Weird as it may sound, he'd rather hold you with one arm rather than let you feel the cold of metal touch your skin.

[corpsekiller]

some steamy smut w abuto👩🏾‍🦯👩🏾‍🦯

✝ 𝖣𝖨𝖲𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖢𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭 — 𝖠𝖡𝖴𝖳𝖮

i've never written for abuto until now, but it was worth a try and I think i did a good job writing his personality. thank you for this request, my dear <3

𝖯𝖠𝖨𝖱𝖨𝖭𝖦. abuto x afab!reader

𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖲. nsfw! unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampie, daddy kink, dirty talk

MASTERLIST

He’s supposed to work.

As vice-captain it’s his duty to keep everything in order, ensure every soldier precisely follows his orders and, much to his dismay, work through endless stacks of papers his commander won’t even dare to touch with a crooked little finger. If it weren’t for his damned responsible nature, these papers would still be sitting at the exact same spot in a century or two, untouched and hidden under a thick layer of dust.

Though witch each inked sheet grows the urge to punch Kamui between his teeth and knock them out one by one, use some of his untamed thirst for blood against him and give him a taste of his own medicine. Sure, it would feel good to hammer some sense into that brat’s skull, but in the end, it’ll only cause more trouble for Abuto and he already has too much work sitting on his desk to deal with another problem, growing steadily with each passing hour. That’s why he’s supposed to work, he reminds himself in a moment of clarity before the sound of your moans throws every rational thought he might have had overboard.

“Fuck, please,” you whine breathlessly, delicate fingers clasped around his hand that's wrapped tightly around your throat as he thrusts into your pussy. Everything about him is so big - from the girth of cock stretching you out so deliciously to his broad shoulders where your calves rest as he towers over you and uses the weight of his body to push further into your fluttering cunt. “P-Please, I need you to—”

“What do you want me to do, pretty girl?” A lazy grin pulls at the corners of his mouth. The tips of his fingers retreat, brushing against the reddened spots covering the juncture on your neck to let you speak and his cock throbs inside your cunt, already knowing what you’re begging for so desperately. Still, he craves to hear your choked moans, needs to hear you plead for his cum to satisfy the sadistic side of him only you get to see when you’re spread out for him every night. “Want me to fill you up, hm?”

“Yes! Breed me, please,” you sob pathetically, nodding helplessly as your eyes roll into the back of your head. Drool coats your swollen lips and every snap of his hips against yours, each thrust that forces his cock to nudge against your cervix makes it harder for you to speak, but you force the broken words out of your mouth because you know, he won’t give it to you until he hears you ask for it like the good girl you are. “I need it so fuckin’ bad, daddy. Want your cum inside me, please!”

And he’ll never deny your wish to breed you. How could he, when you’re turning into a babbling mess, squeezing his cock so tightly that it’s impossible for him to pull out — he has no choice but to stuff you full with his cum if he wants to get back to work anytime soon.

[ravexn]

🎬 ━━ 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. gintama.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. gintama characters and their favorite position when they fucked you.

𝐂𝐖. 18+, nsfw, explicit content, details, pet name, riding.

𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄. gintoki, abuto, hijikata.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄. bulleted points, grammatical errors, not proofread.

𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐈

↷ gintoki is a boob man, but more like to feel them rather than just look at them. so standing doggy is gonna be one of his choices.

↷ he enjoyed the view of your glistening back, the way they arched when he touched them and he likes watching his cock pumped in and out of your wet cunt.

↷ your hands flat onto the walls while gin's rough hands creep up from your ass, to your hips, and finally to your breast. so plump he like to get a grip on them harshly.

↷ he did that just to tease you, and stealing some shameless moan from you that turned him on more than ever.

↷ “faster, gin.” you gasped when he start pinching your harden bud while he did what you demand, he thrusts faster into your cunt.

↷ gintoki chuckled deeply, enjoying the way your breast jiggling faster on his palm, match with his fast pace fucking you, “like that?”

𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐎

↷ big daddy abuto would like you to ride him, not most of the time but only when he's a little bit tired and wanted to watch his girl enjoying herself.

↷ “come ride me, pretty doll,” he'd say in a hoarse voice, leading you to straddle his lap while he widen his legs and let you sit comfortably on his crotch.

↷ abuto chuckled when he pull down your wet panties and watching you rushed to undress him too. eager to free his hard cock.

↷ you put your hands on his broad chest while his hands gripping your hips, guide you spreading your cunt for his dick. you watch it sink down and your inside felt so full.

↷ after a few seconds, abuto grow impatient waiting for you to adjust, so he fix his position, buck up his hip to meet yours a little bit, you groan from the movements.

↷ “alright,” he murmured, putting his hands to the back of his head, leaning back to the coach, “fuck me like you want me, doll.”

𝐇𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐔

↷ hijikata likes it when he can feel you all over his body. he likes it when you cling to him while he fucked you against the wall.

↷ he let out a deep groan when your grip on the back of his head get tighten when he give you his sharp thrust, your breast brushing with his chest.

↷ fuck him and his muscles. he'd adjust your legs to linked behind his torso, and hoist you up higher, then start hitting that spot harshly.

↷ your breath hitched when hijikata sloppily kiss your exposed neck by the new position. he find it amusing to hear you gasp for an air and your hands desperately hold onto him.

↷ “toushi, holy fuck, you're good!” you cursed, feeling his bangs tickling your chin, his breath hot against your jaw.

↷ hijikata hummed in satisfaction, he abused that sweet spot inside you with each hard thrust, not even care the skin-slapping sound might be heard from outside.

[goldenlaquer]

Can I get some fluff headcanons about Kamui and Abuto reacting to their s/o suffering from a terrible nightmare >3< ♡

this request is ultimate comfort. Thank you so so so much for your request and your patience <(_ _)>

Gintama Headcanons:

Abuto:

When your hands lash out in the dark, ripping through the prison of the twisted sheets, Abuto's already there, pulling you from the tangled sweat-soaked mess and gathering together your trembling form into his lap. "Hey, hey," his sleep-rasped voice murmurs quietly. He presses his lips against the edge of your moisture-beaded hairline, and the kind gesture so soothing and gentle has you releasing another wave of fat tears. "I got you. I got you, sweetheart. What's the matter?"

Things are a bit too fresh, and you aren't ready to talk about it. You try to steady yourself, quell the hurt in your chest and the fear pounding through your veins, blindly burying your face into the crook of his neck as if to hide from the horrible terrors still bleeding into reality. Squeezing him with all your limbs as tight as you can, you attempt to focus on the solid mass of Abuto— dig deeper into him to try and take that unwavering strength of his to rebuild where you have none. No good, you can't quite calm down, and your breaths comes out as distressed gasps, making Abuto think that his hardened heart might just crack from hearing them.

Clearly, this won't do. It's one of the moments where, Abuto thinks with some wryness, he misses having two good arms, but his one is going to have to work just fine here, and he gently pries your death grip off of him, slowly shifting you until he has you seated on a thigh, your hand in his big one. Then he starts massaging, rubbing some life back into your stiff fingers, caressing your wrists and firmly running his thumb on the creases of your palm and the skin between your thumb and forefinger, as you peek from your spot in his neck, fixating on the sight of your joined hands, your breaths finally growing less shallow and more stable as he continues to knead your hand.

He's nothing if not a good listener when you surface ready to speak to him, patient and encouraging as you sniff through the recounting of the nightmare, letting you wipe your tearful and snotty face on his sleeping shirt like a child between the pauses.

"Sorry," you croak into the ruined fabric sometime later, smiling weakly up at Abuto as he gives a small chuckle, leaning down to affectionately kiss the top of your head. "Don't you worry your pretty little head about it. I hate this shirt anyway. Let's get some rest."

As you drift back to sleep, he keeps on holding your hand, threading his fingers between yours, and when you squeeze him when the anxiety rises again, he squeezes back softly to show you that he isn't going anywhere anytime soon.

"Wait." Your eyes flutter open. "I got you this shirt."

Kamui:

He feels thrashing movements in the bed, and wakes thinking that this is going to be a fight that he's going to fucking relish as he whips around, and abruptly stops.

It's not a bold intruder that he's already made up his mind about to give a slow death, but you, stuck in the fringes of a fitful sleep, little whines and twitches wracking from the tight ball you've curled yourself into so small.

His fingers slowly reaches out to graze over your face, feeling the sweat the clings to it and the air that frantically wheezes out from your lungs. And when he pulls his fingers away and inspects them, it's not sweat, but tears. Another pained groan rises from you, but a single glance-over is all it takes to know that you aren't physically injured. A nightmare, Kamui comes to realize as he stares down at you.

It's the sounds you're making. The way you look, so weak and stressed and vulnerable, a washed-out spectre of yourself in the bed. He's made up his mind to protect you until the very end of his wretched existence, but how can he protect your from the intangible terrors of your own mind? Kamui doesn't like this feeling of helplessness; he wants it to stop. He wants you back with him.

His body moves, sliding off the wrinkled covers, unfurling the clenched sphere that you've made yourself and slipping himself in close to you as he can, bringing his arms to hug your trembling form tight, as if somehow he'd be able to absorb the bad things that are frightening you.

You wake in startled disorientation, confusion making you struggle against him, but Kamui locks on to you steadily until you realize that it's him.

"Kamui," you breathe out, your hand grasping his shirt, tugging him to get him even closer and he complies, nestling until his chest is flush to yours and he can practically feel your heartbeat jackhammering against his. Your eyes are large, tears brimming in them, and though he doesn't like to see the sight of you so unlike yourself, it's a step better than seeing you trapped in a place he can't reach you. He leans down without comment, tracing his tongue over the hot, salty trails that break over your cheeks.

Sorry, I woke you up, you whisper, your hands coming to brush the hairs that fell in his face, and though you're still scared from your nightmare, he feels as if you're the one comforting him more than he you. It must be that you can sense the lump in his throat, the dread in him.

His hands come up touch your head, holding you still in place as his forehead knocks into yours, maybe a bruise is going to form in the morning or maybe not, but his eyes are endlessly blue and bright, so bright even shrouded in the dark as he peers into yours, finding relief in them.

Your breaths come to mingle together, and in the silent of the room, it sounds deafening, and somehow consoling too.

[sparks-joy-imagines]

hiiiiii~❤️

I was stalking your blog and simply LOVED those playboy bunny headcanons☺️

May I ask for some more for Abuto?😳

hi anon, I love these playboy bunny requests too 😭😭💕 - niob

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Abuto’s reaction to his s/o in a playboy bunny costume

he (and his dick) really likes what he sees when he walks in on you fixing the bunny ears on your head

a wide grin forms on his face immediately

he will take his time to grope you everywhere from your ass and thighs to your boobs and inspects your get up thoroughly

he coos into your ear how good you look and how much you turn him on like this

he decides on a new nickname for you which is my little bunny, and he will call you like this every time you are dressed in that costume or when he would like to see you wearing it again

you better wear it during a time where he has enough time and doesn’t need to go back to work because he won’t be able to take his hands off of you for the whole night

he will make sure you are not able to walk the next day by fucking you until you pass out or you tell him to stop (whichever comes first)

when you two are done the costume will unfortunately be shredded to pieces (unintentionally of course) but he will get you a new one the next day

[ginsluvr]

I accidentally deleted your ask @imagininggintama but hopefully these hcs would work for you🥺

I think it was NSFW hcs for Gintoki, Hijikata, Abuto, Kondo and Sachan but since I take three characters max I’ll do Gintoki, Hijikata and Abuto <33

also these suck sorry

Gintoki

Where do I even begin with this man?? He’s a straight up an unapologetic freak and we of course all love him for that.

So let’s be clear, Gintoki is 100% undoubtedly a top and a hardcore dom.Of course there’s a few times you two would experiment and you would take the lead but he’s usually in control most of the time.

While not exactly the same level as Sougo, he’s still a pretty sadistic lover. He has mastered the art of rough sex and will always leave you in tears begging for more.

He loves pulling your hair, spanking and gently biting you. Every little moan you make drives him insane and he always feels satisfied looking at the marks he gave you.

I definitely think he would have some type of authority kink. He would love to hear the words “boss” or “master” slip out of your mouth. And yeah a little teacher/student role play would turn him on.

Aftercare with Gin would be the absolute best! Just lazily cuddling while your head is on his chest🥺 All I really want.

Hijikata

Don’t let his cool looks and demeanor fool you, Hijikata’s definitely a secret horny bastard.

He’s a bit awkward at first, so it’s important for his partner to be comfortable enough to take the lead.

Having intimate moments with him is rare due to his very busy and chaotic schedule but they’re always worth it.

The demonic vice chief easily melts in you presence. The only thing he cares about is your pleasure and nothing else.

Slow and very intimate is the key. Sex is rare so he always savours the occasion.

Loves giving you gentle kisses up your thigh and eating the hell out of you afterwards

Cowboy position is easily his favorite. He loves letting you have more control and the view of your body.

I see Hijikata more on the vanilla side but he would definitely be into pegging. He would be hesitant as hell at first but would give it a chance if his partner was into it. He ends up loving it a lot

Abuto

It’s pretty non debatable that our favorite Yato dilf has a shameless breeding kink.

He assures you that it’s all for repopulating the nearly extinct species. Nothing perverted of course

Being the vice captain of the 7th division Harusame and kamui’s babysitter can be a bit stressful at times. Also add being stuck around bonehead men 24/7 causes Abuto to have so much pent up sexual tension.

The highlights of those very rare breaks he gets is being able to be with you. He always greets you with a deep and sloppy kiss & starts ripping off your clothes right then and there.

Loves to fuck you in different places constantly. Against the wall, in the shower and especially the good old bedroom

Semi-public sex is something he goes crazy for. He manages to be discreet enough not to get caught but still gets off the thrill

Need to remind y’all that Yato men are very well endowed. One session with Abuto will leave you walking with a limp for DAYS

[chaos-night]

빨리 나았으면 좋겠어 💕 may I request neck kisses from the touches ask prompt for Abuto, please? sfw or nsfw is both okay for me

고마워요 💕 it's gonna be nsfw cus cmon it's abuto 😏

Abuto x fem!reader

CW: body worship, sensual neck kissing, penetrative sex

Minors do not interact

DO NOT REPOST // DO NOT RECOMMEND ON TIKTOK

Abuto holds you tightly, your legs wrapped around his hips as he thrusts into you. Your back is pressed against the cold wall, but the heat from his body makes up for it.

Even for a Yato, Abuto knows how to blend sensuality and passion with carnal desire. His thrusts are ruthless and beat into your soaking cunt. However, the way he sucks and nips at your neck is supple and sweet in comparison. His grunts are deep and rumble in his throat. You twist your fingers in his hair, holding on while his pace picks up.

His hands squeeze your ass as you moan and his balls slap against you with every thrust. Meanwhile, his lips trail softly along your sensitive neck. He dips his head to lap his tongue in the curve between your neck and shoulder, enjoying the way you arch your back when he does.

He slows his pace, rolling his hips into you while he captures your open mouth with his. He tangles his tongue with yours, finding the taste of you so pleasant.

He could go on like this for hours, days even. His Yato stamina allows him to. But he lets you breath, lets you relax for a moment, and he lets you enjoy the delicate kisses his lips ghost over your skin.