party favors! ft. gin ichimaru, sosuke aizen, and shinji hirako
silly little drabble inspired by this request from the lovely @temarcia (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) happy (one hour early where I am) birthday aizen!
Ever since he made Sosuke Aizen his target, Gin understood the kind of person he would have to become. He perfected the dance of deception, the callousness of killing, and maintained just enough of a personality to keep the Fifth Division Lieutenant interested — but not so anomalous as to cause concern.
What Gin failed to consider, however, was the fact that — no matter how much blood he spilled — he was still a child compared to his comrades. This was easily forgotten in schemes and battles, where he could outsmart and outperform some of the Soul Society's greatest, but today it's staring him in the face in the form of red lace and sheer fabrics.
"Let's see just how much they like him now," the Fifth Division Captain, Shinji Hirako, grumbles as he pushes the door open to Aizen's office. He's carrying a small basket of women's panties, tossing Gin an unimpressed glance in the process. "He's makin' ya do his reports again?"
Of all the Soul Reapers he's met, Gin finds Captain Hirako the hardest to face. Perhaps it's because he's one of the few that does not fawn in Aizen's presence; Gin worries that, if Captain Hirako detects even a hint of mutual distaste, he'll pick away at it until Aizen can smell the blood of Gin's duplicity.
"I offered … and he always re-does them anyway." Gin shifts awkwardly, unable to contain the blush dusting his pale cheeks at Shinji's haul. Shinji notices, and a self-satisfied smirk washes over his features.
"So y'didn't wanna go to his lil' birthday party? Aren'tcha sad yer missin' it?"
"Lieutenant Aizen didn't want one to begin with…"
"Of course he didn't." Shinji's expression sours. "Anyway, Aizen always brings some fat cats t' his office after events like these. Likes to liquor'em up and hear 'em sing his praises. Y'should probably make y'rself scarce."
Gin frowns, eyes flitting back to the basket of delicates. Shinji sighs.
"Aw, fuck it. Y'r gonna rat me out anyway, might as well just do it witcha here." He plucks a frilly pink number from the basket and drapes it over the corner of Aizen's bookshelf. A little blue thong becomes an accent on the coat hook. Soon, the basket is empty — and Aizen's office is an array of color and chaos. "Not that yer gonna listen t'me, but Captain's orders … don't tell Aizen y'saw me here."
The Captain's assumption that Gin will report him is a fair one, but oddly enough — he doesn't. Maybe he's too entranced by the pretty fabrics ... or maybe he's simply overjoyed by the irate expression that overcomes Aizen's features when he enters his office with two nobles in tow. It's hard to say.
"Ah…" Aizen's glare is cold. Assessing. But while Gin may still have some kinks to work out regarding his interactions with Captain Hirako, and true, building an immunity to women's panties is now on his to-do list, he's at least familiar with this dance.
"I took a break and they were here when I got back," Gin shrugs. "I thought it may have been a birthday gift from … someone."
The answer is suggestive enough to turn the nobles' looks of mild disgust into coy congratulations. Aizen — not so naive as to outright believe Gin, but not stupid enough to ignore the genius of his recovery — gives him a small nod.
"Very well … ahem … I will tell her that her gift was received." Aizen steps toward his modest liquor cabinet, collecting three glasses and a bottle of sake, outwardly shameless about his office's new decor. He addresses Gin without looking back, words clipped authoritatively. "Now clean these up and leave us."
What about one for as nodt, gin and adult uryu(seperately ) plz
Nodt\Gin\Adult!Uryu Headcanon - Proposal of a Lifetime Pt 2.
Part two for Proposal of a Lifetime. Here's part one.
Thank you for sending in this request, I'll try and give this Fic justice!! I hope it's to your liking.
MASTER LIST | NSFW CONTENT
Nodt
Nodt is a very arrogant yet very quiet man, he won't really come to you unless he has to. He's rather conservative and very isolated with himself. He is however very religious, so he'll be a very traditional man when he propose to you.
It'll be a normal day, nothing too special. It's dinner time and you were both currently eating, his palms were sweaty from nervousness, but he steeled his resolve. He pushed back his chair and he got down on one knee. You watched him for a moment, trying to figure out what he was doing, but your eyes widen when you seen him get down on one knee.
He dug into his pants pocket and he pulled out a velvet box. He stared at you with a nervous stare. "(Y/N), will you, make me the happiest man in the world? By being my love forever?" He'll ask you. You stared at him a shock a bit longer, before you nodded your head, as you began crying. He stood up, pulling you in a hug, you could feel his heart beating rapidly, and you smiled. Not feeling alone as your own heart was racing.
Gin
Gin was a real sly very sneaky man. He was mischievous and he enjoyed the element of surprise. He wanted to surprise you with the best proposal ever. So, he planned, and he planned, and he planned. He didn't want anything too basic, but also nothing too overdone, something that you both can talk about for years to come. He got it.
You just came home from work, and you were very tired from the day. You walked into your home, taking your shoes off and dropping your things off by the front door. You sat down on your couch, and you sighed. You were content in the silence for a while, before something hard plopped into your lap.
You jumped at the feeling, and you looked down at it. You saw a velvet box and your heart nearly froze in your chest. You stared down at it, overwhelmed with emotions, you slowly picked it up and you opened it, seeing that it was empty. You deflated from the sight, and you rolled your eyes. You threw the empty box to the side, too tired to focus on Gin's bull crap. But you nearly died from fear when he came from around the couch yelling.
"WILL YOU MARRY ME, (Y/N)!?" You jumped all over and you stared at him with wide eyes, he busted out laughing, repeating his words that slowly faded into historical laughter. You glared at him for a moment, before you sighed. "Gin." You said in a lecturing tone. He just hugged you, giving you a half ass apology and you could do nothing but shake your head. "I can't with you sometimes." You spoke.
Adult!Uryu
Uryu was a very mature man, he was hardly the joking type. He had a strict schedule and he followed it dutifully. He wanted you to follow it too, but he understood if you couldn't, just as long as you were somewhat organized, then that worked for him. He's been meaning to propose to you lately as well, he's been so focused on trying to make it special for you until it was making him mess up his own schedule, and you noticed it.
So, came the next day, before he went off to work, you were helping him with his tie when you asked him. "Uryu, are you okay?" You asked him as you rubbed his shoulders comfortingly. He stared at you, compilating on lying to you, but he decided against it, and he looked down, digging in his pocket. "I uh, I wanted to try and make this special for you, but I didn't know how to go about it, and I started hindering my daily life, so it's best I do this now." He confessed.
You stared at him with a questioning gaze as you lightly shook your head at him. He then dropped to one knee, and your world went upside down for a moment. You nearly lost your breath as you covered your mouth in shock. He opened the little velvet box, and he presented the ring to you. "I know these words have been used a million times, but I don't have the creativity to express it any other way, how can I? When every time I look at you, I lose all sense of thought?" He spoke.
You smiled at his words as you moved your hand from your mouth and over your heart. "(Y/N), will you marry me?" He asked. You smiled as you slowly nodded, and he smiled. He placed the ring on your finger gently and you eyed it in the sun light. He then stood up and you both embraced. Your ride together was truly just now starting.
hi!! could u do married life with gintoki plz?? hcs or scenario whichever u prefer i just want to think about what its like to be miss sakata >////< thx!
I was going to make it into pure married life, but I really wanted to include how the whole proposal and wedding happened. So yay for freebies ^^
Being Gintoki's Wife Headcanons
Warning: slight nsfw towards the end.
Congratulations, you married the protagonist of the anime. That's the equivalent of hitting the jackpot, except you wouldn't be so broke after guessing the winning numbers to the lottery. Hey, no one said that being Yorozuya Gin's wife wouldn't have its disadvantages!
Proposal
The way he proposed to you was... quite interesting. He was a nervous mess and tried to calm down by going down the booze route, which led to him being both inebriated and awkward. You'd been dating for quite a while and he was certain that he could finally tie the knot with you (Thank Kagura, Shinpachi and Otose for pushing him to it). With you he felt comfortable to be who he is, knowing that you loved him despite his flaws. He was always at home whenever you were around, though actually proposing was nerve wracking.
If he was left alone to do it, perhaps he'd just toss you a ring and leave it at that. But, because communism exists, his marital business is Yorozuya's marital business and they'd sit him down and explain that unless he tries to at least be a bit romantic, you'd be disappointed. In reality, Kagura said that you'd leave with another man if you did that, a fact that managed to get him all stressed up in the first place.
And so, Gin really did his best planning a memorable proposal. He took you out to a fancy restaurant, wore his *rented* tuxedo, bought a ring worth of 10 rents which he placed into the champagne glass (courtesy of Otae). It was the perfect night! Or... so it was, until he started chugging glass after glass, eventually forgetting that a ring was placed in one of them and... yes. He swallowed the ring.
I wouldn't be surprised if he hadn't noticed and went along with his proposal, voicing the little speech he had prepared with the guys the previous night, though be it half slurring and messing up halfway. It was a wonder you said yes, but it was a bigger wonder that he had managed to swallow a wedding ring without even being aware of it. Of course, that was something he kept hidden from you, and will probably keep it hidden even until after your children have children of their own. It's embarrassing, don't blame him!
At the end, he admitted leaving it at home, a far less shameful option. You parted ways and no one really asked why he spent the next 6-8 hours in the bathroom. The next day, you had a gorgeous shining ring around your finger, and an exhausted Gintoki by your side.
The wedding
Most likely Gintoki wished for a simple ceremony with those closest to you. Mainly because it would cost less but also because he isn’t one for extravagant parties. A wedding is a union and while he never hid your relationship, he’d be a bit flustered about saying such important words in public.
He did tell Kagura and Shinpachi, as those closest to him. And of course, Shinpachi told Otae, who told Kyuubei and then the entire Yagyuu clan had to pay their respects. Perhaps Gin also let Katsura know, not actually expecting him to show up, though he did and so did the Shinshengumi. At the end of the day, the entire cast was standing before you, some arguing and throwing bombs at one another, while others were too busy stuffing food in bento boxes. The quiet wedding you dreamt off turned into a bit of a fiasco, but everyone enjoyed themselves and so did you and Gin.
Honeymoon Period
I doubt that Gin could afford a proper honeymoon vacation, but perhaps Otose chimed in a bit, giving him enough money to take you somewhere decent as a wedding gift. Don’t think Hawaii or Paris or anything, but he did take you to an idyllic little fishing village or to a lovely mountain settlement.
The time you spent there was quiet and peaceful, unlike your everyday life in the city. It was a welcoming change and for once, you found yourself wishing that it would last more than a few days. Before you knew it, vacation time was over and you were back at Kabukicho.
Married Life
During the first few months, Gintoki would probably put on his good face. He'd be sweeter than usually to you, even going as far as to plan "romantic pizza nights in front of the tv" with candles all around. That would be his basic idea for a date night, but don't worry, he'll keep it up in the future too, minus the candles.
Another type of date time would probably be board game nights, either with just the two of you or his friends. If you end up winning too much, I wouldn't be surprised if Gin decided to flip the table or go as far as to cheat. If you catch onto him and scold him about his behavior, then he'd try to use other means to "win" ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) He is shameless, after all.
Surprisingly enough, Gin isn't bad at doing chores, though he does complain about it. Considering the nature of his job, it's not too uncommon for him to have days off, and so, if you are the one with a more stable 9 to 5 kinda job, he doesn't mind taking over the housework. Mostly to keep cockroaches at bay ;-;
If he is the only one to do chores, he'll start nagging about how you married him just to turn him into a housewife. Bribing him with something tasty, whether that is food or you, is bound to make him forget about it, for the time at least.
Speaking of food, a fun activity Gin would enjoy, is cooking with you. He mostly enjoys eating whatever it is that you make for him (supposing it's not burnt tamagoyaki or rice with egg on a daily basis), but if you suggest making something together, he'll find it just as fun and exciting. He doesn't always follow the recipes and a lot of the time he ends up slacking off, tossing ingredients such as flour on your bare face just to get a laugh out of it. In no time, such a notion would lead to an all out kitchen war. Just make sure that he cleans the mess afterwards, considering it's his fault.
Despite Gin picking up on chores, he can be very messy, turning your house into a dorm. Half finished ramen, jump magazines scattered around, tissues and cans, he leaves disaster in his trail. He will clean when he realizes you need a boat to pass through each room, or, if you order him to.
Perhaps at one point, you both tried to better yourself and engage into some more sophisticated hobbies, such as wine tasting or museum touring. Every couple gets to a point when they look at other couples and wonder if they are doing things wrong. But neither expensive wines or impressionism did it for you, and so you went back to your old habits in no time. It's better when you don't have to pretend around each other.
After a quick detour, back to Gin's messiness we go. He is the type to spend an awful long time in the bathroom, not because he is doing anything weird, but because he takes his jump with him. He can sit on the toilet for hours on end, not even realizing how long it's been.
Whenever he showers or baths, you will definitely know because of the endless stream of water and hot steam following after him. It looks as if someone copy-pasted Venice in your house and Gin isn't apologetic in the slightest over it. The main cause of it, is because he refuses to dry himself up, choosing to wander around the rooms with just a towel. Now if you scold him, he has no issue jumping on top of you with the sole intention of drying his body against your clothes.
Naturally, it doesn't take long for things to get heated, and I can definitely imagine him smirking while saying "Now I'm not the only one who's wet". Shameless, I told you. Besides, he is also the one who jumps into the shower with you if he is in a hurry, without even bothering to ask if it's fine.
Gin isn't against self care. He doesn't admit it, but in order to keep his hair tamable, he uses A LOT of products. Could have an entire shelve dedicated to hair products only, no surprises here. He might tease you if he sees you using a face mask sheet, though if you offer him one, he'll allow you to pamper him, asking you to check how soft his skin is 24/7.
A nice thing Gin does from time to time, is massages. If you come back tired from work, he'll have no issue rubbing your feet, your shoulders, and anywhere else you need him to *wink wink*. Again he'll bring up the "housewife" argument, but he is more than happy to take care of you.
On the contrary, a nasty thing Gin most definitely does, is start calling you old hag. Even changes your contact name to that and acts as if you are some old lady, despite being of similar age to him. Don't, just... don't ask.
Generally, you don't argue a lot and your fights consist of really petty and childish arguments, such as who gets to watch what on the tv. Usually it ends with him sitting on the remote to prevent you from touching it. Or, on cold winter nights, he ends up hoarding the blanket, leaving you to shiver alone while playing tug war with his sleepy self.
At times, Gin experiences severe nightmares about his past. It's something he can't let go off completely, and although he chooses to ignore it in his daily life, he can't control his subconscious. There isn't much for you to do, as he won't be willing to talk about it. However, wrapping your arms around him, assuring him that it's fine, that you are there and that he did his best, will definitely help.
His sex drive does die a bit after you get married, but it's not much of an issue. If you initiate things, he'll almost always be up for it, and he definitely has his "hornball" moments. If you are doing the dishes, he'll be doing you. If you are in it for a relaxing bath time, he'll have you sit between his legs. If he sees you all dressed up for a work event or an outing with a friend, he'll most likely undress you first.
Randomly slaps your butt from time to time whenever you pass before him. If you scold him, he chuckles while giving you the look to know that if you are up for it, he is also up for it. Lots of heated times on the couch, considering he is sometimes too lazy to move things to the bedroom.
Finally, kids is not something in his immediate plans. In fact, he'll try to postpone such talks until you enter the second year of marriage, if not more. He'll always go "La la la la la" at the mention of such things, but if you sit him down and ask him to have a family, he'll groan and take you to bed right away. After all, how can he say no to you?
Ok, this is the last one, how do you think Gintoki would deal with a s/o who’s basicslly chef level at cooking and baking and they constantly lure him to places with food. Like he’s refusing to come somewhere and suddenly, s/o pulls out an already prepare meal or dessert, They don’t treat him like a dog , but they’re just like “hey, look what I got here. It’d be a shame if I threw this in the trash“?
food manipulation is the way to Gin's hearts for sure!
Food-baiting Gintoki
Gintoki is basically a big baby when it comes to his laziness. You'd literally need a crane to lift his ass out of Yorozuya, if he decides he is not feeling like going out.
It could have gotten to the point of you canceling out reservations at restaurants or other fancy places because of his inability to get up, and he wouldn't even care. If anything, he'd just use a poor excuse such as, "we don't have money to spare" or "do you really wanna travel so far just to eat when you can cook us food yourself?"
The situation was hopeless, but at that point, you realized something. Gintoki never resisted the food you cooked! Oftentimes he popped by your place with the excuse of missing you/wanting to see you, just so that he could have a homecooked meal from your hands. So what if you made him work for his food?
At first, you tried a dessert on him. You said you had made this new recipe especially for him and you just so happened to be passing by. He'd dive right into it, oblivious to the fact that he'd fallen for your scheming. While he was going through it, you'd casually pop the question, inviting him to whatever place it was that you wanted to go, and Gintoki, being a bit of a glutton, would agree without really processing what you asked of him. But now he had promised and there was no going back. Success!
The second time you tried this thing on him, he was a bit more cautious. He wasn't going to take the bait so easily this time, and you had evolved your tactics. You were standing in your kitchen, minding your business while cooking a delicious meal, its scent enough to lure him in your apartment. Gintoki took a seat by the counter, expecting you to serve him his portion once it'd be done. Everything was going so well, up until the point you presented him with a bento box instead of a plate. "It's picnic time! Come if you want to eat!" And poor ol' Gintoki fell into your trap yet again. Another success!
By the third time you tried this trick on Gintoki, he was able to read into your scheming. He had sprawled his body on the couch, arms crossed before his chest, unwilling to move an inch. No matter what, he would insist on his 'no', he'd never leave the house. Well...that was until you showed up, covering his eyes with your palm while asking him to go 'Aaa~'. Before he could register what was happening, a delicious chocolate cookie was shoved past his lips, followed by ~mm~ sounds from Gin. 'Aaaa~', he opened his mouth again, though this time you held it a bit further away from his lips, making him sit up. He gobbled it in one bite. Shaking the bag full of cookies, you made him stand on both feet. Unwillingly, he followed you outside the the door, playing along with your little Pacman game. A third success for you!
At the end, however, Gintoki isn't stupid. Manipulation could work on him once or twice, but, it's only because he wants it to work. Despite saying no to you and profoundly refusing your suggestions, the fact that you put so much effort touched him. Of course, he'd never admit to knowing. After all, he wouldn't want to lose on his benefits, and it was only fair that you worked just as hard to get him out of the house.
how do u think gintoki would feel about having an s/o whos a gyaru? theyre super into fashion and cute things and they like to rope him into taking pictures with them and force him to look at all of the (super hot) clothes theyve bought for themselves. he'd get dragged around on shopping trips and probably be made to carry bags too lol
good for him though since they happen to like dressing out for him (with the false hope he would compliment them lol)
A/N: I have no idea how this turned angsty towards the end ;-;
Gin with a Gyaru S/O
his initial reaction would definitely be something like this ^
I think Gintoki wouldn't really go for a Gyaru girl because I don't see him being particularly attracted to that type. So, most likely his girlfriend wasn't into that trend when they started dating and gradually switched to the other side.
He wouldn't be too happy about it, but assuming he really valued his S/O, he wouldn't break up with her over such a thing. Perhaps he'd make a few comments here and there, attempting to get her to stop following such trends, but soon he'd come to realize there was no going back, and if you can't beat them...
He'd allow himself to get dragged around the stores -as long as he isn't the one paying- and would try to give 'honest reviews' about your outfits, finding something he likes and commenting on it. If you asked him to wear anything similar, he would instantly deny and try to change the conversation or show you another 'hot' outfit you could try on.
If such shopping trips lasted for a long time, he'd begin to nag, begging you to go home. Make sure to make them short and concise, or bring snacks for him 🍦
Like I said, I don't see Gin being a big fan of the trend, but he'd tolerate it for your sake, as long as it didn't affect your lifestyle to a great extent. Semi frustrated and passive aggressive comments aren't out of the question, after all, he preferred the version of you he fell in love with. He wishes you could switch back to your previous self, despite not actively declaring it.
If you started dressing like this, being under the wrong impression that he'd like it, you wouldn't be able to tell what his true feelings were until some time passed.
Maybe you were outside with him, drinking at a club/bar, when a random guy approached you from behind, throwing a crappy half slurred pick up line. After you turned around and the guy saw your clothes and fake tan, he said you looked ridiculous and that the circus is the other way.
Of course, such a thing hurt your feelings and you ran away from the bar, while Gin stayed behind. After a while, he came out with a bloody fist and when you asked him what happened, he refused to tell you. It was obvious that he'd gotten in a fight with that guy, though you weren't sure of what happened.
Sitting on the pavement right outside the bar, your make up along with your bronzer had gotten smudged up, running down your cheeks in streams of color. You were such a mess, crying in the middle of the street while wondering out loud whether you really looked ridiculous. You even went as far as to ask Gin how he could afford to be seen in public with someone like you
Everything you did was for him, hoping to earn a smile or a compliment that never came. You wanted to look pretty for him and following the hottest fashion trends seemed like the way to go. Yet, somehow you'd only managed to make a complete fool of yourself, or at least so you thought.
Bringing his hands to your cheeks, Gin wiped the tears -and the makeup- off your face, forcing you to look at him. Your vision was blurry, the mascara having gotten in the way, yet there was no mistaking it; he was smiling at you. A bright and genuine smile, one that you hadn't seen in a long while, one that you had so desperately longed for.
It broke his heart to see you like that and that was when he realized that all you did was for him. Even though he didn't understand at first, finding the trend ridiculous himself, looking at you now, he could tell how badly his behavior (along with that guy's comments) hurt your feelings.
You never changed. There was no previous or better you, you were still the very same girl he fell in love with. Just... resembling more of a raccoon at the moment, with the mascara being smudged around your eyes.
" I was told this bar had the cutest girls in town, but... who would have thought the prettiest one would be crying here by herself?"
A/N: ONCE AGAIN, I REALLY AM NOT SURE WHY SUCH A PLAYFUL HEADCANON THING TURNED KINDA ANGSTY. I apologize 🙏🙏🙏 Hopefully that wasn't too bad though!
