#I still go back and read that Masamune Hug you did for me

[jgjmk4-2]

Hello, thank you for tackling the other HC I asked about. I really like the way your write! 💞

So how about a HC of Nobunaga, Mitsuhide, Masamune, Shingen and Sasuke reacting to the MC who's hands shake so badly they can barely write or eat with chopsticks?

It's a very specific idea but I just need some fluff in my life. 🥹

Aw, thank you! Here is your fluff! 🥺 Thanks for being so patient for my reply @lovxhumans!😊

Nobunaga:

Tries to understand it. Cant understand it. It frustrates him to hell and back.

What's wrong with you? Why are you trembling like a scared lamb? The worst feeling is knowing he is the most powerful man in Japan and yet he can't do anything to cure you. He's brought all the doctors from all over the world, fed you all the medicine that might work and yet he still sees those beautiful hands tremble

Will kill anyone who dares to laugh at you, especially anyone who so snickers when you're trying to eat or read your shaky handwriting

Everytime he sees you start shaking he gently tells you to stop, he holds your small hands in his warm ones until it stops, telling you you're perfect the way you are when you try to apologise for being troublesome.

Mitsuhide:

At first he found it funny; why is my little mouse shaking like a little mouse?

When he realises you can't control it, the laughing stops. He observes you carefully, watching out for what your triggers are and what makes your shaking calm down or go away.

Once he's got a pretty good idea of that, it's a simple matter of eliminating your triggers. Does it happen when you're cold? Tight hugs to keep you warm. Does it happen when you're nervous and people are watching? No crowds for you.

When you're shaking horribly at a banquet, he will immediately take you away to another room. You wait together until the shaking stops and only go back in once he's very sure that you're okay with going back in.

Masamune

Challenges anyone to a duel if anyone dares to laugh at your struggles.

Jumps at any opportunity to distract you from your shaking hands. Will act so silly people are staring at him, not you.

Treats your hands shaking like it's a normal thing that everyone has so that you know you're not the werido or a freak those judgemental idiots shout. Your hands shaking is as casual and normal as simply forgetting to wear a thick haori in winter to him.

In front of you, he acts very casual about your hands shaking, "Oh, you're shaking again? C'mere, let me fix that for you!" And it's because it's a part of you he's accepted fully - to him, there is nothing wrong with your hands shaking as long as you're not sick.

Shingen:

When he first sees you shaking, he has a massive frown on his face. He was so worried that you were sick or something. He was so worried maybe you were hiding a big secret about your health from him like he did last time.

One afternoon after you finish having tea with Sasuke, Shingen, drops by and says 'we need to talk tonight'. He didn't mean to make you so nervous, he was just so busy but didn't want you to fall asleep first before he could talk to you tonight. God your hands were shaking.

It was quite a sight when he returned to your shared room and saw your whole body shaking. He actually panicked real bad because he thought something was terribly wrong. When he finds out it's nothing life threatening, he relaxes. After learning about your hands shaking from anxiety he is now always on the look out for your shaking hands. He'll hold them gently in his to give you comfort in crowds where people might judge.

When people ask about it, he always says that his angel is trying to shake him off and return to heaven so he's got to quickly catch your hands so you don't fly away!

Sasuke:

Is she too cold? Is this early signs of Parkinson's? So you have some sort of neurological disorder? Severe anxiety? Sasuke is relieved he known a bit of modern medicine to at least identify some of the causes which might lead to your hand shaking

But he curses himself for not knowing anything more than that. Even in the present there was no cure a disease like Parkinson's. Stressed and upset that you have to deal with a closed minded society that does not understand, Sasuke is forced to go back into the present to find some help for you. He calculates day and night for the next hazy storm that will bring both of you back and promises that he will do the best he can to come back to the Sengoku period once you're cured or have some sort of remedy. (Meanwhile Kenshin is an angry boy that his ninja is leaving).

You find a remedy in the present - some medicine that will ease the shaking and the two of you return to the Sengoku period. But that only lasts for so long, especially when you have to take a pill a day and without modern technology Sasuke cannot make anymore.

Sasuke puts his head down and he's back to calculating day and night. This time, he brings you to the future where he hopes there's a cure. If there is none, then he'll just have to go further into the future. The two of you will become a time travelling duo because there's nothing Sasuke won't do to make sure you don't have to suffer anymore.

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On a side note, I recently downloaded ikesen again. I tried to do a data transfer but I guess I took too long to do it because my data couldn't be found (I uninstalled the game 1-2 years ago I think?) 😭 I didn't want to start again so I uninstalled again rip lol

But there are so new characters that I don't even know now and the new act 2 and prologue makes my head spin 😵 Kichou was kinda cute though😩 but with all the new stuff I don't think I can keep up 😢

[mandakatt]

“All I need, is for you to stay by my side.”

A/N: I wanted to do something for some people this Holiday season, so I wrote a drabble with their bias. The premise of the shenanigans are:

I picked a winter/cold/christmas theme, and a random prompt off a huge list, and tried my best to keep them sort. Key word is TRIED. =p

So hello miss @kookiedoe - I uhm. Well I wanted to do something for you since you’ve written some amazing things for me. I do hope you like it, specially since Jumin wished to take you on a sleigh ride, and I couldn’t tell him no.

Prompt: “All I need, is for you to stay by my side.” Characters: Jumin x Reader Song Reference: Nancy Wilson - That’s what I want for Christmas Word Count: 568

One of these times you knew you’d get through to him, that he didn’t need to go above and beyond for you so much. All you really wanted was to spend time with him, despite his busy schedule with the upcoming holiday. But this was not quite how you imagined you’d be doing so.

Your eyes went wide as you took in the picture perfect scene in front of you. The old sleigh, the two beautiful horses that were harnessed to it with Driver Kim holding the reigns who gave you a gentle smile and a light tip of his hat in greeting before you looked up at Jumin and tilted your head gently.

“What’s all this?”

He smiled softly as he looked down at you, “Just a small surprise, My love.” before leaning to gently kiss your forehead.

When you hummed softly and smiled, he gently took your hand in his and led you up to the sleigh, helping you to sit comfortably. He settled in next to you, and covered the two of you up in several, very warm, wool blankets. Gently taking your hand in his a moment he gave it a gentle squeeze before he spoke softly.

“Driver Kim, if you please.”

With a gentle nod, Driver Kim gently snapped the reigns, the sound of the golden bells on the horses harnesses filled the air as they started off at a slow walk before he brought them up to a trot. Jumin gently wrapped his arm about your shoulders and brought you closer to him.

“Jumin, you do know that you didn’t have to do all this.”

You heard him hum softly as he lightly squeezed your shoulder, effectively drawing you closer to his chest. “I know, my love, but I wanted to do something a little bit special, since I have been so busy lately.”

“You spoil me too much.” you said with a giggle.

He smiled down at you fondly, petting a gloved finger gently along your jaw, before he gently dipped his head and kissed you gently. When he drew back from that gentle kiss, he leaned back against the seat, and pulled you to him so that he could rest his chin gently on top of your head. After a few moments, you went wide eyed, and clung to his coat as he had begun to sing.

“Anyone can wish for all the trinkets in the window, some can even buy the things they see. But the presents that I want you’ll never find in any window, bring me love and bring it just for me.”

You slowly pulled away from him to look up into his eyes. He smiled to you more so, and gently moved his hand to lightly cup your cheek, his thumb petting gently. 

“When you come home at night, take me in your arms and hold me and kiss me, and say you love me, love me, love me…” he dipped his head gently, and brushed his nose against yours. “That’s what I want for Christmas.”

His smile grew as you brought your hand up to gently rest it against his, your eyes misting over a little before he gently lowered his head to speak softly in your ear.

“All I need is for you to stay by my side, my love. Promise me you’ll stay, and let me cherish you, this Christmas, and always.”

[writer-akihiko]

IkeSen Boys + Cuddles With You

Some short, sweet headcanons about the IkeSen boys and cuddles. I still have one week of exams, so this isn’t as elaborate as I would usually do it but I might as well release some sweet headcanons before I release my yandere and angst fics~ 

Also to anyone who’s read previous notes, thank you for supporting me and my wife. 

Nobunaga, as the possessive man he is, he loves to keep you in his arms as he caresses your hair and he'd kiss the tendrils of your hair. He'd sit cross-legged as you sit on his lap, as you'd hear his heartbeat through his chest. You would try not to tickle his neck, but sometimes you couldn't help but tease him, especially after he teases you.  

Hideyoshi, how he loves to play with your hair when you two cuddle. Cuddles are a must in your relationship. Sometimes you'd have to restrain yourself from cuddling whenever he was working on his letters to his  vassals. To solve this dilemma, you'd lean on his back as you sew your works and he'd support your frame as he did his work. Once you two were done, it was mandatory for him to cuddle into your lap after a few eskimo kisses.

Mitsunari, doesn't really have a distinction between appropriate cuddling time, but it wasn't like you minded. You would usually be taking care of him throughout the day, by convincing him in the slightest to eat or rest but when it was cuddling time this man takes it seriously. You two are staying in the futon and not getting out and holding each other, just whispering words of affection to each other.

Mitsuhide, oh how his cuddles are not without teasing. He would tune it down a little, especially if you needed it. He would appreciate any touches you give on to him, especially his heart warms when you'd run over his wounds with your hands. The care he'd felt from you was enough to him to heal internally as he'd press a kiss against your forehead.

Ieyasu, as the resident sweet tsundere, doesn't give out signs when he craves cuddles but if he does he'd never let go. He'd cling to your waist as you pat his head, letting him relieve all the stress that was needed. He loves to press his forehead against yours in those intimate moments and just stare into your eyes as you rubbed his sore hands.

Masamune, of course loves to cuddle. He even cuddles you during the war council but he doesn't listen to Hideyoshi's complaints. He keeps you on his lap during councils, and whenever you stroll through town, he loves to lift you up and twirl you around. When you two are alone, he does get more intimate, especially kissing around your jaw.

Ranmaru, he loves to cuddle as close to you as possible. Where it be nuzzling your neck, head or anywhere just to smother you in his affection. He would most definitely try to cuddle you when he does his paperwork. He would also try to sit next to you whenever there was a warlord council, but much to Hideyoshi's scrutiny, he wouldn't do anything affectionate; just sit next to you.

Kenshin, this man will order all the fluffy coats available if it means covering you in them. It all started when you got cold and the moment he saw your head pop up from the furs, he wished to hold you in his arms and keep you there away from everyone. Of course, your little sniffles when you get sick don't make him turn away despite you berating him to not get sick too.

Sasuke, he isn't much for cuddles. However, when you two do, it's the best. Most of time, cuddles always come from emotional moments. Like the one time when Sasuke's squad didn't return like he was supposed to. When he did, he held you and never let go throughout the night, combing your hair with his fingers and whispering promises to you as your tears soaked his shirt.

Shingen, he LIVES for you swaddled in a blanket. Mornings are hard to get out from, since he completely locks you in his arms. Your hair spread out, the blanket up to your chin and your fingertips stuck out. He will cuddle you and trap you in his arms.

Yukimura, he craves cuddles a little too much. You could always tell his mood by cuddles. Hugging from the back? He doesn't want to talk about it. Hugging from the front but his face is past yours? He's going to burst into tears. Holding you by the midriff and kissing your hair? His way of "I'm too in love with you."

Yoshimoto, he loves to cuddle from waist. Your waist is just a perfect fit for his arms. As he encircles his arms to your waist, he would rest his head to your hair. His hairs would tickle your neck, but he doesn't care. All he needs is to feel you close.

Kennyo, he wasn't too upfront that he wanted cuddles but this man loves them to death and back, especially from you. You would cuddle him every chance you get, nuzzling yourself into his broad chest as you would stare into his eyes. He loves receiving cuddles, and appreciates the feeling of your palm cupping his cheek.

Motonari, is not really one for much cuddles. He can't really cuddle without making some kind of sensual comment. He doesn't say it but he likes receiving cuddles from you. He especially loves it when you pet his head. He'll eventually give in to the hug, but it's mostly going to end with you in his arms.

[writingwhimsey]

Kitsune's Love Ch. 1

A/N: My Mitsuhide fanfic based off the dramatic ending (because that may just be my all time favorite route ending in IkeSen).

Chapter 1

"Lady Ava, what do you think of this fabric?"

I turned at the sound of Saki, speaking to me. She was another seamstress that I worked with in Azuchi castle. I smiled at her a I looked at the beautiful silken fabric she held up. "The color pattern is quite beautiful." I agreed with her. I then spotted another fabric which would compliment this one perfectly. "Oh and then this one would be great with it."

"You have such an eye for colors, Lady Ava." Saki said, looking at me in an almost admiring way.

"You were the one to spot the first fabric." I told her. "In fact, I think that these will be perfect for the commission we are working on."

"You really think so?"

I nodded. "Now we'll just need these and a few more supplies and we'll be ready."

"Can we take a tea break?" Saki asked me. "I don't know about you, but I am getting a little hungry."

"Getting some tea and snack does sound nice." I agreed as we made our purchases.

Once we had finished with the fabric merchant, we were heading to a tea house. It was the same tea house I usually went to with Mitsuhide. It was definitely the best in town, though I am sure some of my fondness for it stemmed from the memories I shared with Mitsuhide.

"Is something wrong, Lady Ava?" Saki asked me.

"Oh, nothing." I answered, as I sipped my tea.

"Do you not like this tea shop? I thought I heard that you and Lord Mitsuhide come to it often."

I smiled at her. "Oh, I do love this tea house. I was just lost in thought."

"Oh, I should I have known." Saki replied. "This place probably makes you think of Lord Mitsuhide and miss him."

"It's alright. I know he'll be home again soon." I told her. Mitsuhide had left a week ago for a mission. There were rumors of rebellion and unrest in one of Nobunaga's recently acquired territories. Naturally he went to investigate.

"You must worry terribly about him while he is gone. He does take on dangerous missions, doesn't he?" Saki asked.

"I worry...but I know he'll always come back to me." I answered. "More than anything, I just miss him."

We sat and talked for a little while longer and enjoyed our food. Then we were heading back to the castle and the other seamstresses. The head seamstress gave her seal of approval on the fabrics we had purchased and we were all soon getting to work on the recent order.

We worked well into the afternoon. Everyone was departing before it got too dark out for them all to walk to their homes. I walked through the streets of Azuchi now myself, the setting sun painting the sky beautiful colors of red and gold. Normally I stayed and worked later and would walk home with Mitsuhide, but while he was gone I knew I had to leave earlier. Though Azuchi was relatively safe, it was still best not to be wandering the streets alone at night.

I wonder if there will be a letter from Mitsuhide. I thought as I walked to his manor which was now my home as much as it was his. The maids welcomed me home and even had dinner ready for me. I was a bit disappointed when I found no letter from Mitsuhide. It had been a couple of days since I had last heard anything from him.

After I finished dinner, I headed for the bath. I washed up and then enjoyed a bit of a soak before getting out and drying off. I slipped into my night robes and began walking to the room I shared with Mitsuhide, toweling my hair dry as I went.

I stayed up for a little while longer. I had brought my sewing work home with me and continued to work on it. When I got into a project, it was hard to stop and also having something to work on helped keep me distracted from the loneliness I felt with Mitsuhide's absence.

I had another few nights spent this way, staying up late and working. There were even a few nights I stayed in my room in the main castle. Nobunaga had insisted the room remain mine even though I was living with Mitsuhide now.

There had still been no letter from Mitsuhide. I was in my room in the castle working quietly alone when there was a knock on the door. "Come in." I called.

Hideyoshi walked in the room. "I thought I would find you still here. Aren't you supposed to be taking the day off?"

"I know, but we got a really big order in and I couldn't just not do my part." I countered.

Hideyoshi sighed and shook his head. "Well, you're done for the day."

"What?"

"You're coming with me." He said, holding out his hand for me.

I placed a loose stitch in my work to save my place and set it aside. I took his hand and allowed him to help me up. "So, where are we going?" I asked as I let him lead me out of the room.

"To the audience hall." He answered. "Council ran over and now we are having dinner."

"And you definitely need to eat, Lass."

I looked up as I saw Masamune coming to join us, carrying a tray of food. The three of us walked into the audience hall together and all took our seats.

"Ah, I am glad to see you were able to succeed in your mission, Hideyoshi." Nobunaga said from his seat above everyone.

"What mission was that?" I asked.

"Bringing you here, of course." Nobunaga answered.

"You've been working yourself too hard lately." Masamune said.

"And if you're not careful you're going to end up making yourself sick and then I'll have to take care of you." Ieyasu grumbled.

"We would all hate for you to get sick, Lady Ava." Mitsunari agreed.

"Wait...so Hideyoshi, what you said was a lie?" I asked.

"Not entirely." Hideyoshi answered. "Council did run over, but we've been planning to have you take a break and join us for dinner all day."

"I cooked all of your favorites." Masamune said, grinning at me.

I smiled at them. "You guys...thank you."

I dug into the delicious food and enjoyed a nice evening with my friends. I still felt a bit lonely without Mitsuhide there, but I definitely felt lighter than I had since he'd left.

"Oh, Ava I think you'll want this." Masamune said, handing me a letter.

"Is this from..."

"Mitsuhide yes." Masamune answered. "Came in just as I was finishing up dinner."

I smiled as I looked at the folded paper, my name written on the outside in Mitsuhide's clear and elegant penmanship. I swear even the way he wrote my name was with the utmost care.

"I'm surprised you're not opening it right now." Hideyoshi said from beside me.

"Well...some things are better left for private enjoyment." I answered.

"Oh, does Mitsuhide write you some naughty things, lass?" Masamune teased.

I felt my cheeks redden. "No." I said. "It's just that I prefer to read his letters to me in private is all."

There was more teasing and banter back and forth before the night was over. Soon it was clearly too late for me to walk back the Mitsuhide's manor. So it was decided that I would stay the night in the castle. I decided to turn in and headed to my room for the evening.

Once I was alone, I eagerly opened my letter from Mitsuhide.

Ava,

I am sorry that this trip has taken longer than expected. I do hope you're behaving while I am away. I believe I am close to being finished with my business and that I will be home in the next few days. Do take care of yourself for me...I promise when I return I will reward you for your patience. I love you always.

Love,

Mitsuhide

"You better be coming home soon, Mitsuhide." I said, as I finished reading the letter. I could hear the teasing and yet sweet tone of his voice as I read the letter...and the steamy promise in the last lines.

I fell asleep that night with a smile on my face as I hugged his letter to my chest. It was a couple of days later, I woke up in the room Mitsuhide and I shared. My head was pounding and my body ached all over.

"Lady Ava..." A familiar voice called from outside my door.

"Saki?" I asked.

She opened the door and smiled brightly at me. "I thought we could walk to the castle together today." She then noticed my appearance. "You're still in bed? You're face looks quite red as well. Are you feeling alright?"

"Just a little...headache." I answered, though I knew it was more.

She walked over and knelt down by the futon. She placed her hand gently over my forehead. "Goodness you have a terrible fever, Lady Ava."

"A fever?" came the voice of one the maids.

It was decided that I would stay home and in bed, resting. Saki agreed to take word of my fever to the castle. I wanted to argue, but I knew everyone was right. I was also feeling terribly weak and unable to get up from the bed.

"I hope I'm better before Mitsuhide comes home." I muttered to myself right before I fell back to sleep.

Mitsuhide...

Mitsuhide arrived back in Azuchi in the morning light. It was still rather early, the merchants were just opening up their shops in the market. He quickly made his way to the castle to report to Nobunaga and finish up any work he would have for the day. Then his goal was to find Ava and steal her away for the rest of the day.

"Ah, I see you have returned, Mitsuhide." Nobunaga greeted him as he walked into the tenshu.

"My lord." Mitsuhide greeted with a bow.

"I take it your mission was successful?"

"Indeed. The rebellion was taken care of before it could ever truly begin."

"Good." Nobunaga said, smiling.

Mitsuhide continued giving his report and the two discussed some other matters before Nobunaga was excusing Mitsuhide. Once he left the tenshu, he was greeted by his most loyal vassal, Kyubei. Mitsuhide had set for him as soon as he had arrived.

"Welcome back, my lord." Kyubei greeted him.

"Thank you and did you bring me those reports I asked you for?"

"Yes." Kyubei answered handing him the reports. "You are wanting to get your work all taken care of so you can spend the day with Lady Ava?"

Mitsuhide eyed his vassal. "You are becoming quite bold, Kyubei."

"I was only asking because I have something to tell you about Lady Ava."

"What is it? Is something wrong?" Mitsuhide asked, having a hard time concealing his worry.

"She has a fever. She's stayed home in bed today."

Just as Mitsuhide was about to turn towards the exit, he was greeted by a familiar voice. "There you are, Mitsuhide. You have a lot of explaining to do."

Mitsuhide turned to see Hideyoshi coming up to him. "You've come to scold me again, mother?" He teased.

"You listen here, Mitsuhide. You disappeared off to who knows where and then just popped back in. You had better give me a detailed explanation of what happened."

"I just finished giving our lord my report. If you'd like to know, I am sure he would be happy to share the details with you. Now if you'll excuse me, I have just been informed that my dear bride-to-be is in need of my care." Then without giving Hideyoshi time to stop him, Mitsuhide headed off.

He went to Ieyasu first to get some medicine. "She worked herself too hard again and made herself sick?" Ieyasu asked as he handed Mitsuhide the medicine.

"It would appear that way." Mitsuhide answered. "Thank you."

Once he had the medicine, Mitsuhide was heading towards his manor and the room he shared with Ava. When he walked in, she was sound asleep in their futon. She had kicked the heavy futon cover off in her sleep and her kimono was in disarray. Her face was clearly flushed with the fever and a light sweat coated her skin.

Mitsuhide looked at her with tender concern in his eyes. He left the room to grab a few more things and then returned with a bowl of cool water and two hand towels. He knelt down in the futon and gently pulled his beloved closer and rested her head in his lap. He picked up a hand towel and rung out the excess water before folding it up and placing it gently on her forehead. He then grabbed the other and dipped it in the cool water before dabbing at her face and then the exposed skin of her neck and chest.

"Ng..." Ava groaned and then her bleary eyes opened.

"Shh, it's alright little one." Mitsuhide spoke to her, his voice gentle.

"Mi..tsu...hide?" She asked, her eyes unable to focus from the fever. "Are you...home or am I dreaming?"

Mitsuhide smiled at her. "I assure you, I am home."

"Mmm...I'm sorry." She mumbled. "You're finally home...and I'm sick."

"You have nothing to apologize for. Though if you wouldn't push yourself so hard, you wouldn't get so sick."

"You've got...room to...talk." Ava countered.

Mitsuhide chuckled lightly. "True, but I would like to see better for my beloved." He was then gently running his fingers through her hair.

"Hmm...feels nice." Ava murmured sleepily.

Mitsuhide reached over for the medicine and spoon he had brought from Ieyasu. "Before you fall back to sleep you need to take this."

"Is that...Ieyasu's?" Ava asked.

"Yes."

Ava made a face. "No...tastes gross."

Mitsuhide chuckled. "My dear you have to take it to bring down this fever. Be a good girl now and I'll make sure you get a reward."

Ava grumbled unintelligibly but then parted her lips as Mitsuhide brought the spoon of medicine closer. She took it and swallowed, making another face as it hit her tongue.

"There, now have some water." He said, helping her to sit up just a bit more and then holding a cup of water to her lips.

Ava drank the cool water and then was settling back down onto the futon, Mitsuhide's lap serving as her pillow.

He bent down and kissed her forehead. "See, now that wasn't so bad."

Ava gave a sleepy smile to him. "Guess not."

Mitsuhide began stroking her hair once again. "Just rest now, I'll be right here with you." He assured her.

"Hmm...love you.. Mitsuhide." Ava said, her eyes already closing.

He smiled. "And I love you, Ava."

Mitsuhide continued to sit there with Ava's head resting in his lap. He kept the towel dampened on her forehead with cool water and used the other to keep dabbing at her face, neck, and chest. He gazed at her tenderly, watching as the redness in her cheeks slowly began to cool, signaling the fever also coming down.

"While I would much rather you be well, coming home to care for you is quite...enjoyable." He mused to her sleeping form. "Seeing you rest so peacefully on me."

He wasn't sure how long he had been sitting there like that when there was a knock on the door. It slid open before he had a chance to reply and Masamune was entering carrying a tray with a covered dish on it.

Mitsuhide quickly pulled the futon cover back over Ava to hide the disarray her kimono was in. "Why must you always barge in here as if it is your home?" Mitsuhide asked.

"Ah, you're back. I hadn't heard that." Masamune said with a smile, ignoring Mitsuhide's question. "Did hear that the lass was sick with a fever again. Thought she could use some nice soup to help her recover."

Masamune was then walking over to sit the tray down beside Ava's sick bed. He was then taking a seat there as well.

"You've delivered the soup, you can go now." Mitsuhide said.

Masamune smiled at his friend. "Now, now here I am trying to help and you're trying to get rid of me. Don't tell me she's not really sick and knew you were back before anyone else and took the day off to spend with you?" He said, a teasing smile on his face.

Mitsuhide just glared at him. "Trust me if that were the case, you wouldn't have come in the door because...well it would have been rather obvious."

Masamune chuckled. He stayed for a while to chat with Mitsuhide before leaving, giving him the instructions on warming the soup up whenever Ava stirred.

Ava...

I woke up and looked at the room around me. The walls were all modern and decorated with posters of my favorite fashion designers and a couple of idol groups I loved as a teenager.

"Awe, you're awake. I'm so happy to see that."

I turned my head and saw my grandmother sitting beside my bed, smiling at me. "Obaasan?"

"You gave me quite the scare you know that. Your work called and told me you collapsed with a fever. You've been working yourself too hard again."

"I just...I know things are tight. I just...I really need to save up for design school."

Obaasan smiled at me. "You're so much like your mother at her age. She would work herself sick all the time."

"I know." I replied.

"You just have to slow down and take better care if yourself, alright? And don't worry, I'll be right here with you." Obaasan was then taking my hand and giving it a squeeze before kissing me gently on the forehead.

"Obaa-san?" I murmured sleepily, as consciousness slowly came to me.

I heard a faint chuckle from above me. "I think you're a bit off, my dear little mouse."

My eyes popped open and Mitsuhide's face came into view. He was leaning over me, a teasing smile on his lips. "When did you get home?" I asked.

"This morning." He answered. "I gave my report to Lord Nobunaga and when Kyubei found me, he told me you were sick in bed with a fever."

"Have...you...have you been taking care of me since you got home?" I asked.

"Of course." Mitsuhide answered. "I see you don't remember when I first got here and you woke up."

"I remember waking up this morning and feeling terrible." I said. "Did...did I say anything embarrassing?" I'd been having some crazy fever dreams since I had fallen back to sleep.

"Oh nothing too terrible." Mitsuhide answered, mischief in his eyes. "Just your undying love for me and how much you missed me. You even tried to disrobe, telling me you needed me so."

I felt my face heating up. "I...I did not. You're teasing me right now."

Mitsuhide laughed. "Don't be so sure. Just look at the state your kimono is in. It took everything in my power to push you back into bed and keep your clothes on you."

I looked down at myself and my kimono was definitely in a state, for sure. My shoulders were bared and one leg was sticking out. My breasts were just barely contained in my night robes. Though I knew that this could easily happen from sleeping not-so-peacefully, my mind couldn't concretely deny the possibility that Mitsuhide's words were the truth.

Mitsuhide's laughter pulled me from my thoughts. "I see the conflict in your eyes. You can't tell if you believe me or not."

I glared up at him. "Okay, now I know you're just teasing me."

"Well, you did just call me grandmother. I couldn't let you get by with that." He replied, that teasing smile still on his face.

"I was still dreaming." I replied, huffily.

Mitsuhide bent down, removing a towel from my forehead as he did, and then placing a gentle kiss there. "Your fever seems to be gone." He said with relief. "How are you feeling?"

I couldn't help but to melt a little at the tenderness in his eyes. He must have been so worried about me. I thought. "My head still hurts and my body aches a bit still, but definitely better than I felt this morning."

"Good." He said. "Are you hungry? Masamune brought over some soup a little while ago for you."

"I could eat." I replied.

Mitsuhide was then helping me to sit up, only then did I realize I had been using his lap as my pillow. He remain sitting behind me and then pulled me into his lap and brought the tray over for me. I thought about telling him I could sit up on my own, but decided against it and leaned back into him.

"And here I half expected you to tell me you didn't need to use me as your chair." He teased.

"Hm...well I missed you and being in your arms after so long apart...it's nice."

I felt his arms wrap around me then, pulling me closer. His lips were at my ear. "Then in my arms you shall stay."

I snuggled into Mitsuhide's embrace as he hugged me tighter and kissed the top of my head. "I love you, Mitsuhide."

"And I you, Ava." He replied. He was hen reaching for the spoon on the tray of soup. "Now, here let me continue to take care of you."

"I can feed myself." I said, feeling my cheeks redden.

"Now, now you have to keep your strength up, which means conserving your energy, which means allowing me to do these little things for you." He said, his voice soothing.

I relented and allowed Mitsuhide to feed me. When I had finished, Mitsuhide set the tray aside and gathered me into his arms all the more tightly.

"Now what were you dreaming about?" Mitsuhide asked, stroking my hair.

"Hmm?"

"When you were waking up, and called me your grandmother, you said you were dreaming." He answered. "What were you dreaming about?"

"Oh...well it was...kind of more of a memory." I answered. "Just about a time my Obaasan took care of me when I was sick when I was younger."

"Was that a rare occurrence?"

"No." I answered. "My mother died in an accident when I was young and my dad...he didn't have any idea how to take care of a young daughter...so my grandmother raised me."

"I see." Mitsuhide replied. "Well, at least I know I don't remind you of your grandmother."

I looked up at the sound of his teasing voice. "Oh I would never make that mistake."

Mitsuhide chuckled and kissed my forehead.

Though he was usually good about hiding his thoughts, I could tell there was something hiding in his eyes. I lifted my hand up to touch his cheek. "What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing, my dear."

"I know there's something bothering you, what is it?"

"It's nothing...I just missed you." He replied, though I wasn't quite sure that was all that was bothering him. He was then kissing the palm of my hand.

"I missed you, too." I replied, figuring that I would drop the subject for now. Partly because he didn't seem to want to talk about it and partly because I was so tired.

He was then lifting his hand up and his thumb was stroking beneath my eyes. "You look sleepy. You need to rest."

"Hmm, but then I'll miss you." I replied before letting out a yawn.

"I will stay right here with you." He reassured me. He was then lying us both back in the futon and pulling the cover over us. He kept me in his arms.

I snuggled close, breathing in his scent. His hands were rubbing soothing circles in my back. I soon found myself falling into a dreamless sleep.

Mitsuhide...

Mitsuhide laid there holding his love in his arms. She slept soundly, a peaceful expression on her face. A twinge of sadness was in his heart as he looked at her, so many thoughts swirling through his head.

He stroked her hair and kissed her forehead. "You've given up far more than I anticipated, my little mouse." He murmured to her sleeping form.

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[leonardhoee]

Ikemen Vampire Hogwarts Houses

Slytherin

(Ayy Slytherin gang!! Thats my house)

Faust: Self explanatory. This man is the epitome of Slytherin. Evil mad scientist who doesn't care what methods he uses to achieve his goal? Y e s. I’m proud to have this absolute full course meal of a man in my house. (Honestly I think I'm very similar to him but THATS a discussion for my therapist.)

Vlad: Again, self explanatory. He has big ambitions (wanting to turn humans into purebloods) and will do whatever it takes to get there.

Theo: Originally I was thinking of putting him in Gryffindor but after reading his route and seeing how he’s actually very cunning and willing to sacrifice everything, including hsi humanity, for the sake his goals, i think he's definitely Slytherin. Also have you SEEN that man sell stuff to people? Thats pure Slytherin.

Mozart: Another one I was on the fence about. I see Ravenclaw tendencies in him but ultimately I think he’s a Slytherin. His amazing passion for music and his ambitions led him to becoming a vampire. His ability to change his whole personality in order to charm the people he would need as patrons is peak Slytherin. And I did his route a while ago but I remember him saying he came back to life to basically make the most amazing, emotional musical composition ever. That’s very Slytherin of him. 

Shakespeare: I don't know too much about him but his yonder tendenices + manipulating people for the sake of his plays gives me major Slytherin vibes. If anyone thinks he should be in a different house tho let me know why!

Comte: Another one thats debatable I think. However, he keeps a lot of secrets, revives famous historical figures for an unknown (at least to me right now) reason. I think it is safe to say he’s a Slytherin.

(Whew thats a lot of Slytherins) 

Gryffindor

Napoleon: This man SCREAMS Gryffindor. Gryffindor poster boy. He literally reminds me of Harry Potter. He reprsents almost every trait of this house (Chivalry, Courage, Loyalty...) 

Leonardo: Okay he’s a special one because I’ve thought about it and absolutely can't decide between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw for him (like 50/50). You guys need to help me decide. I’m gonna talk about his Gryffindor side here. He’s another one that represents so of the traits of this house. He’s extremely loyal and so protective of those that he loves (to a point where its self sarificing but thats a discusion for HIS therapist). He also sometimes does stupid things for the sake of his own curiosity (and because its fun. Source: 12 Flavors of Love event. I stg this man would never turn down a dare.) And he uses his talents to help others rather than for his own ambitions because helping others and making others feel comfortable and happy is what gives him a sense of purpose/satisfaction (Now I’m gonna go cry I love him so much). His general attitude about life is very Gryffindor to me (Similar to Masamune from Ikesen). 

Jean: Another one just like Napoleon. Based on what I know about him, he’s always there to help whenever you need him (Mozart and Theo’s route). He is overflowing with Chivalry (literally one of the sweetest guys in that mansion ily baby). He’s just a socially awkward Gryffindor. Please give him a hug.

Arthur: I was debating whether he’d be Gryffindor or Hufflepuff but ultimately I think he’s Gryffindor. The fact that he started writing books to make the children in the hospitals happy because he couldn't save them by being a doctor is just so Hufflepuff (my HEART omfg. Someone give him a hug pt. 2), but he also isn't afraid of putting himself in danger to save others (the nun kidnapping thing). Hero behavior. He deserves the world.

Ravenclaw

Isaac: He’s very inquisitive about how the world works and values those who can show him a new perspective to what he's thinking (probably the reason he gets along with Leo so well). He’s socially awkward but if he’s comfortable with someone he’d love to teach them various scientific subjects.

Leonardo: Okay so this is the other side of Leo that tbh his route didn't display that much, but its still a huge part of who he is. His room is FULL of just books and other material about every subject imaginable He just has this unstoppable thirst for knowledge. Inquisitivity is in his nature, and it doesn't matter if that subject will be “useful” in the sense of like, making money, he’s curious about it regardless. He has this amazing love for learning, no matter what subject it is. He’s a genius polymath for a REASON (Cybird I will forever be mad that his route barely showcased this side of him. Let. me. be. a. nerd. with. him.) But i mean, thats the most ravenclaw thing ever. So I guess his attitude is very much Gryffindor but his personality (ENTP) traits are Ravenclaw. He’s a Gryffinclaw. 

Sebastian: Self Explanatory. He literally gave up his whole time period just to study famous historical figures. He gets nothing material in return but the knowledge is reward enough to him.

Hufflepuff 

Vincent: POSTER BOY. SWEET ANGEL BOY. He is so caring and considerate of everyone around him. He literally got killed by Gaugin but instead of holding a grudge like most people would, he’s more worried about Theo and how that will impact him. He is such a hard worker and never gave up on his art even if it wasn't successful in his time period. Best Boy.

Dazai: I don't know much about him but again, based off what I’ve seen he tries his best to make other people happy. and it works. He does the weirdest things and they WORK. He tries to make people laugh and hes always kind (probably because life wasnt too kind to him and he doesn't want people to feel as hopeless as he does sometimes).

Charles: I know the least about him so this might change once I find out more. He reminds me a lot of Loki from Ikerev, like chaotic yandere hufflepuff energy (it exists. I said so.) Also his relationship with Faust literally mirrors a typical Slytherin/Hufflepuff friendship. (I know because I have those friendships)

[selenacosmic]

Hi um idk if you're taking requests or asks but i haven't seen any of these kind of scenarios or stuff, but um can you do the oda forces or even add the others react to mc cosplaying them? Please 🥺

Oh, I am! I am just a bit slow here, but don’t worry! Thank you for the request!

MC cosplays as the warlords.

Oda forces.

Nobunaga Oda.

It wasn’t the first time you have thought him the concept of cosplaying, but he never thought you would cosplay as him. The whole thing was still a bit confusing, but it definitely amused him. Nobunaga was very proud to have you dressing up as him.

Though he will demand that you get his attitude right, even the way of speaking. Expect him to compliment you a lot. “I find it amusing how you try to be like me, though I already find you very endearing.”

Hideyoshi toyotomi.

For a moment, he thought you were just comfortable with wearing his clothes, but you were dressing yourself in a way too similar to his. Even the way you talked, were you imitating to be him? He didn’t know if that was a joke.

You had to explain to him the whole concept of cosplaying for hideyoshi to understand what you were doing, and he was impressed by the amount of work you did to try and pretend to be him. He will praise you a lot on your work! “I really like the design you did to ‘cosplay’ me! We should wear matching kimonos, I think it would look cute.”

Ieyasu Tokugawa.

At first, he will get annoyed and ask what you were doing the moment he saw you, it was a bit funny how you acted the same way he does, he thought that you were mocking him! But thankfully you had time to explain what you were doing.

Ieyasu will just look at you and say “fine, I guess you did a good job, you look... cute as me.”

Mitsuhide Akechi.

Mitsuhide is the one who knows less about the future, so the moment his amber eyes lay on you, he will look at you from up to down, trying to understand what you were doing. It was interesting to see you acting like him, but he could see that you couldn’t hold the act.

“Oh my, are you trying to be me? How cute. Perhaps put a better effort on that smirk? And don’t hold back on your teasing.” It’s surprising how he genuinely helps you.

Masamune Date.

Masamune will definitely be the one who is more entertained, he will smirk and cross his arms, seeing how far you would go with your act, even try breaking character with hugging you and teasing you. He will find cute how hard his lass worked to cosplay as him.

“You did a good job, kitten. Now show me how you see me, I will see how cool I am to you.” He is very sweet about it, proudly showing everyone how you dressed as him.

Mitsunari Ishida.

Poor thing won’t understand the concept even if you explain it to him, he thinks you are just dressing yourself like that to match him. Nonetheless, he will find it sweet how hard you worked to look just like him!

“MC, you did a good job, you are very beautiful in that outfit, though I didn’t know you liked the design of my clothes that much.”

Ranmaru Mori.

He will understand everything about cosplay the first time you explain it, and he will love it! Ranmaru will get so excited when you dress yourself as him, even the acting was nice, he would get all cheered up, trying to see every detail of your cosplay outfit.

“MC! Let’s cosplay together! Can you make me a cosplay outfit of yourself? I want us to match!

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[secret-engima]

Little Nox in FF7???

Pfffft. I assume you mean he trips into FF7 by accident for a while so sure!

Setting this in like- just Pre-Crisis Core because it’s funny to me.

Also I make no attempts to be serious with this it’s just going to be as much fluff and humor as I can fit in it.

-There is a child hiding under his desk.

-Sephiroth blinks down at the small child, the child blinks tearfully back up at him. Sephiroth is still trying to figure out how a child got all the way up here, let alone into his office to hide under his desk, then the child crawls out from under the desk and-.

-Hugs him.

-“M scared.” Whispers the child into Sephiroth’s pant leg as he stands there stunned, “Wan’ Uncle. Wan’ frien’.” Big, big blue eyes (truly big, how do children make their eyes that large is this normal) look up at him and Sephiroth feels something ... small and fragile and trusting brushing against his senses, like a materia but alive and scared and seeking comfort, “Seph friend?”

-....Oh dear.

-Angeal comes to Sephiroth’s apartment several hours later, concerned because Sephiroth took a sick day? Just- out of nowhere, he called in a sick day to Lazard and retreated to his apartment. Lazard had called Angeal about the issues because this behavior was Concerning™. Angeal agrees. Angeal has known Sephiroth for YEARS. The man does NOT get sick from anything and he never tries to use sick days to get out of work, so what in the world is going on?

-He knocks twice, then enters without waiting because he has the spare key and comes face to face with-.

-“Seph,” Angeal manages in a strangled voice, “What is a child doing in your apartment?”

-Sephiroth turns his head to look at Angeal, then looks away again when the child busily braiding his hair makes a noise of protest, “I found him,” Sephiroth answers with all the serenity of a man who found a stray kitten rather than an Actual Human Being, “he didn’t know where his uncle was or how to contact him. I did not think the offices were an appropriate place for a child, so I brought him here.”

-Angeal stares, the child looks up briefly from braiding and stares back with solemn but content blue eyes. The boy can’t be more than seven, probably closer to six, and Angeal is Professionally Concerned as he steps further into the apartment, “You didn’t think to call Lost and Found? Or security? Sephiroth, his parents are probably worried sick about him.”

-Sephiroth, if anything, looks politely baffled, “I was unaware Lost and Found dealt in children. And Security would just frighten him, they have guns.” Angeal takes a moment to pointedly look at the swords adorning Sephiroth’s apartment walls, the only decorations the man seems to care about, then back at Sephiroth. It’s clear that Sephiroth misses the point.

-Angeal sighs and steps toward the boy, “I’m going to take him to-.” The boy cringes away from Angeal’s approach and a moment later is possessively cradled in Sephiroth’s arms as the Silver General backs away with a frown.

-Sephiroth scowls, “No.”

-“Sephiroth-”

-“No.”

-“You can’t just keep him!” The responding silence is telling and Angeal flings his hands in the air, “Sephiroth, he’s a human being! A child! You don’t know the first thing about children!”

-Sephiroth looks down at the boy, who seems oddly content to curl up in the arms of a near stranger and play with long silver hair, then looks back up, “He appears to be very well trained.”

-Angeal facepalms, “Human. Being. Sephiroth. You can’t just keep him like a stray puppy. We need to contact someone so they can find his parents.”

-“And if he has none?” Sephiroth sounds almost hopeful and Angeal is a Dread™. It’s rare that Sephiroth gets into one of his possessive modes (Genesis jokingly calls it Dragon Mode for the sudden onset of hoarding tendencies), and he’s never done this over a person before and Angeal can already see this becoming a disaster.

-Angeal insists on calling Security, even if he grudgingly lets Sephiroth keep the boy “until his guardians are found”.

-There is no one in Shinra’s citizen registry that goes by the name Izunia. They assume that either the boy said it wrong (he is young after all) or that he’s possibly foreign-born, since “Izunia” is a Wutaian name. The Turks want to know how he got into the building, let alone to Sephiroth’s office, but the boy’s only response to these questions is a shy blink and a mumble into Sephiroth’s shoulder of “I tripped.” which makes absolutely no sense to anyone.

-While Security looks for this “Izunia” person anyway, Sephiroth hoards the boy (who’s name is Nox) with all the possessive fervor of a dragon. Rumors abound and spiral out of control among first the SOLDIER’s, then the regular employees, then all of Midgar over the sight (and few grainy pictures the Turks didn’t censor in time from the public) of their famed Silver General doing his paperwork with a child in his lap, or inspecting the SOLDIER recruits with said same child riding in a makeshift sling on his back.

-The rest of SOLDIER (including Angeal and even Genesis) is enamored with him by the end of the week, but it’s clear that Nox’s favorite person is Sephiroth. Genesis is jealous and tries to bribe Nox with poetry and candy, but Nox will always wander back to Sephiroth as soon as Sephiroth calls for him.

-No one can explain why they’re so attached, other than the fact that Nox is sweet and polite and adorable (and also his magic is curling around their souls in hopes of finding friends-protectors and though they don’t know what they’re feeling, it makes the Mako-sensitive SOLDIERS parental instincts kick into overdrive.

-Hojo takes an interest in this boy who can sway all of Soldier and who gives off odd mako readings.

-Hojo is mysteriously found shanked to death in his lab a day after expressing his creepy interest and making noises about “examining” Nox.

-Nox helpfully holds out a polishing cloth for Sephiroth once the man is finished wiping blood off one of his wall-decoration daggers (he wasn’t stupid enough to use Masamune, the wounds the blade left were too distinctive, but no one ever expected his wall decorations to be combat-ready sharp).

-Nox “helps” Genesis make tea at one point, as much as a small child can anyway. Genesis thinks it’s his imagination that the tea is faintly glowing until he, Angeal, and Sephiroth drink it and then promptly spend the day vomiting black sludge while Nox cries in concern from Zack’s arms.

-Surprisingly, the three feel better than they have in years once the vomiting fit is over. They still never let Nox help make tea again though. Just in case.

-About three weeks after Sephiroth first finds a child under his desk, Shinra tower is summarily invaded by one Very Agitated Hat Man looking for his nephew and not afraid to wreak havoc to do it. The Turks get rings run around them and all of SOLDIER gets slapped over the head repeatedly until Sephiroth enters the scene with Nox and the boy’s face lights up in joy and a cry of “Uncle!!”

-Sephiroth is honestly sad to turn the child over to his Uncle, but the boy looks so happy to be reunited he reluctantly lets go. Izunia blows out of Shinra Tower as quickly as he came and before the Turks can catch him and then immediately disappears off the face of Gaia. No one knows what to make of it. Sephiroth and SOLDIER are a Sad™ that their little mascot person is gone.

-Years later, Sephiroth is summoned to another world on the opposite side of his apprentice Cloud Strife and is overjoyed (and also concerned) when a young child of around ten or twelve runs up and cannons into his waist with a gleeful shout of “Seph!” while a similar-looking teenager follows behind looking agitated and harried.

[littlegrrl7]

The Dragon’s Kitten

Excerpt Chapter 22

Ikemen Sengoku- Masamune/OC, Mitsuhide

Jealousy

Masamune POV

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I’ve been unsuccessfully looking for Lily for two days, so I’m shocked when I turn the corner into the castle library, and she’s there. Holding a book open and laughing.

With Mitsuhide.

My gut clenches, and I duck back before they see me, watching through a crack in the door. Lily's shoulder is touching his, he points out something in the book, and she sounds it out.

He tells her she’s a good girl in that deep seductive voice of his.

I can feel bile rising in the back of my throat. My fists clench.

She starts sounding out the next line - he corrects her - and she frowns, puzzling over the page.

Is he teaching her to read?

Her hair falls forward, and he pulls it back, running his fingers through her curls.

I want to break his hands, how dare he touch her-

What is this jealousy?

He places his hand on her head, strokes her hair again.

I feel the growl start in my chest. I take a breath, smile, turn into the doorway.

“Mitsuhide,” I nod to him, it’s hard to keep that forced smile; I’m sure it looks more like I’m baring my teeth, “Lily, up to a little studying?”

She looks up. Her eyes light, the smile she gives me wraps me in warmth.

Spirits above, those eyes, I’d sell my soul to see them every morning for the rest of my life.

She’s beautiful in the flickering lantern light of the library. Her hair is fiery, a mass of curls tumbling around her shoulders, her skin looks almost golden. Her kimono gapes slightly, and I can almost see the shadow of freckled cleavage. Unbidden, the image of her coming undone above me runs through my mind, the sheer erotic look of her riding me. The way the light from the garden caressed her breasts. Her hair spilling down her back, her lips open…

  Gasping my name…

Mitsuhide looks from me back to her, that damn snake smile curling his lips. He puts an arm around her shoulders, hugging her to his side.

I see red.

Bastard.

“I offered to teach her how to read,” he smiles, releasing her; I can see him brush the outside of his thigh against hers. Why the hell is he sitting so close to her?

“How kind of you.” I smile again, my clenched jaw ticks.

“She’s such a skilled student,” his fingers lightly brush her arm, she grins at him in adoration. “Such a pleasure to be around.”

I’m almost quivering with rage, is he fucking her? Are they lovers?

I close my eye briefly, mentally shaking off this infatuation. Lily isn’t mine. I’m the last man to even suggest commitment. Why is she even affecting me like this?

I forcibly relax my clenched fists.

“She is delightful. You two look like you are having fun.”

“You could join us.” Her voice is soft, breathy, like she’s inviting me to an afternoon tryst and not a book reading. I’ve enjoyed my fair share of threesomes. My eye darts to Mitsuhide; his expression is cloaked, appraising.

I don’t want to share her.

My brain doesn’t have time to catch up with that thought before words tumble out of my mouth.

“I was about to go riding, and I thought you might like to join me, Lily?” I ignore Mitsuhide, but I can see his thin lips curl into a smirk of amusement.

  Is he fucking with me? Damn fox, I can’t tell.

“I would love to go riding with you.” She uncoils herself from the desk cushion and stands, stretching. Her arms raise above her head, back arching, slow, sensual…like she’s putting on a private show just for me. Her breasts strain against the silk of her kimono; nipples peaked against the soft fabric. I want to cup them, run my thumbs over those tight nubs. Hear her pleading cries echo in my ears like they did two nights ago.

“Mitsuhide, is it ok if I cut our lesson a little short today?” Her eyes are on him; her fingertips brush his shoulder.

  Why is she touching him?

Citrine eyes flick from Lily to me, still appraising.

Has he already claimed her for himself? Is he deciding if he’s willing to share her? No, Mitsuhide never took partners for more than a night’s pleasure, if he chose to take one at all. In his line of work, it would only put his lover in danger.

His hand ghosts down her thigh, not touching, just a shadow of a caress.

I itch to draw steel.

“It’s fine, little one, take the book with you and make sure you study tonight. I’ll see you tomorrow, same time.”

The hell he would.

The smile she gives him makes my chest uncomfortably tight.

How many other lovers does she have in Azuchi? She’s attractive, exotic. I shouldn’t be surprised.

Or possessive.

She’s only been in my bed once. Why am I feeling like this?

I hold my hand out to her, giving her my usual rakish smile, “Shall we, lass?”

Lily places her hand in mine. It’s soft, un-calloused. She’s not a maid, and she’s never held a weapon, who is she? What does she do to have a body that well-muscled? Why is she here?

Her hair tumbles around her face, framing it as she steps close to me. I get lost in the paleness of her eyes, the look she gives me is purely sexual.

The same look she gave me when her lips were around my cock.

I swallow hard.

I look over my shoulder as I lead her out to glare at Mitsuhide. Mine.

His shoulders are shaking with silent laughter.

  Bastard, he has had her.

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[datenoriko]

Wondering if I could request some reactionary Headcanons for the warlords where MC is a highly trained and skillful forensic scientist?

I’m so sorry this is waaaay overdue and writing-wise is still unsure of the style... I hope this one’s okay though~ TnT

p.s. I tried adding Kennyo & Motonari too, but brain won’t let me ><

p.s.s. Updated masterlist for my random shenanigans here!

*Every one of them thought MC would be scared of a dead body and multitudes of it on the battlefield and beyond it but...

ODA FORCES

Nobunaga

- “Huh, this fireball’s not afraid of the dead?” // “I examine them for a living.” Visibly impressed, a devilish smirk forms on his lips

- The Devil King is fascinated by you actively asking to take her to battles to study the bodies

- “Look at this! With that deep slice on his jugular vein, no wonder he’ll die pretty quickly due to all that blood loss.” // “On his what?” // “T-the blood vessel found on the neck, my lord.” // *is confused*

- Nobunaga considers this carefully and commissions the armour makers to improve their designs, and/or trade for more sturdy materials with the Portuguese (you know… aside trading for konpeito :3)

- Lets you examine more specimens to determine all possible deaths in battle, and then have it discussed at the next council. It’s a great help for them in terms of preparation & strategizing. After all, prevention and preparation is still much better!

Hideyoshi

- A worried mother hen as always, all he wanted is for you to stay away from the worst sights possible and definitely not going straight towards them! “What do I keep telling you?” // “Uh, stay away from the corpses…?”

- Just like how his lord would sneak away to have konpeito, you also tend to get around stealthily just to study “them”

- Being a highly observation person due to your work, you even know which wooden floor in Azuchi will make a creaking sound and by instinct you will avoid it

- But Mamayoshi is just as observant as you are, and he caught you one night

- “I know you were once this ‘forensic expert’ from where you came from, but you are a princess now and must behave like one!” Legend has it that the lecture continues...  

Mitsuhide

- Ah, he loves asking for your suggestions on how to get away with murder treason!

- I mean, he’s surely an expert but an additional piece of advice his little mouse wouldn’t hurt, right?

- “This place’s almost clean, I’d say.” // “’Almost’, little mouse? It scares me so that you have trained eyes for such matters. // “Is that a compliment? Anyway, I saw a strand of hair near the sliding door... and its color is much similar to yours. Care to explain?”

- Now he’s more careful than ever to leave any trace, knowing you can find him even with the smallest of clues

- The tables have turned for him after such a long time of being a sneaky fox

Masamune

- Oh boy, make sure you won’t overwork yourself by being with this man, being a battle-loving man that he is (meaning, more bodies and scenes to check out)

- At the same time, he finds it amusing that you proactively ask him to take you to his trips, campaigns and whatnots

- “It really is fun having you around, lass! Or should I say ‘partner’?” // “Damn straight, partner… now, let’s solve this case!” Cat-like grin commences for you two

- He sees you having fun hanging out at the scouts’ camp, chatting about experiences in the battlefield. your eyes would glimmer the more explicit they describe it. Creepy? Maybe a little, but at least he sees you happy about it… right?

- The One-Eyed Dragon will find this unusual, sure, but it certainly makes him want to know you more

Ieyasu

- Did he care at first? No, not really. He just wanted no involvement at first and to be left on his room alone, reading or eating extra-spicy food

- However, Yatsun gets curious when he finds you taking a peek at his medicinal work on a man he is a bit late to save :(

- “What are you doing here? You better not get in the way.” // “Oh no, poor man though… what’s the cause?” // “I am yet to find that out, if you’ll excuse me,---” // “Can I take a look?”

- He tries to pry you away from the room but being already in and touching the body leaves him no choice but to keep a close eye on you, making sure you’re not doing anything daft.

- “Huh, not bad.” Ieyasu says as you were able to identify the cause of death, deep inside he’s amazed of course. Later on he would let you join him in his post-mortem activities if the schedule allows to, but still keeping an eye on you to prevent any mishaps from happening

Mitsunari

- “Wow, MC-sama is unfazed as we all are in the battlefield! You truly are an amazing woman.” Did you see that sunny smile on his face as he says it???

- Your logical explanation as to identifying one’s death baffles the force’s cinnamon roll (because of the jargon used), otherwise it fascinates him

- Well, he’s never seen a woman who’s into dead bodies work-wise!

- Like some other warlords, he would ask you for advice when making strategies for the next battle

- When you went to his room one time to borrow a book, the first thing you said was “Am I in a crime scene?” when seeing piles of books around, untouched food and seeing a man unmoved in the middle of the room, reading and not even sensing your presence. “Ah no, just a normal room. I see.”

Ranmaru

- While in an errand, he sees you one day looking at a dead body about to be taken away. He is worried that the view might traumatize you for life… in the back of his mind he already has a plan to take you to a sweets shop and let you gorge in manjuu for the rest of the day

- “MC-sama, are you alright? You look shocked.” // “Yeah, I mean it looks to me that someone killed him when everybody says the opposite! I wanted to look into this so badly…” // “My apologies, but… what?”

- Of course it is never the answer he expected, but when you plead to help him solve it, this page is more than willing to do so

- Now both of you are going around the town looking for clues and asking who you think are involved; partners-in-crime!

- You did get to gorge on manjuu (and tea, lots of it) with Ranmaru when the case is solved!

UESUGI-TAKEDA FORCES

Kenshin

- Oh boy, make sure you won’t overwork yourself by being with this man, being a battle-loving man that he is pt.2

- “How dare you try to even speak with MC; draw your swords. Now.” // “Kenshin-sama, even if I’m used to seeing the deceased, please don’t do that. You’re scaring your own men!”

- He has little to no problem in taking her along to the battlefield, too! One more way to keep her in sight at all times

- Sometimes when you two are drinking and think he had too much you just had to stop him, to his slight annoyance. You have seen many deaths due to alcohol poisoning and definitely wouldn’t want him to be in the list… Bunshin Lord Kenshin appreciates the thought though

- Like Nobunaga, he allows you to do some research on the dead bodies, anything useful for the ongoing war

Shingen

- How can an angel such as you be associated with death and decay? He thinks

- But this daddy needs to accept the fact that you are quite comfortable around such! However once your investigation takes a scary turn expect him to nearby, comforting you with soothing words, or a hug… or eating sweet buns as many as you’d like to calm yourself down

- At first he is reluctant to let you get near the deceased, however whenever he sees your expression light up whenever he makes a cheesy comment (albeit in a rather awkward place) he thought of going along with it

- “Hm, this job of yours is unfitting in every way.” // “Oh yeah? How so?” // “You are brimming with life that I do think you are a goddess who descended upon us men.” // “Ah, here we go again…”

- You have to admit, his presence help you keep your sanity as you used to work alone for long periods of time

Yukimura

- “I thought you might be running away now once you see these.” // “As if they’ll chase me! Unless… are they still alive?” // “Weird woman…”

- This tsun does admire how brave you are after even making such joke

- Along with Sasuke, you three are pretty much effective when doing some investigation at the enemy’s base with you giving them (modern) tips of not getting caught. Unusual hiding spots? Hidden weapons? Suspicious people? All checked and cleared! 

- He has been doing that for a long while now, but hearing your strange ideas do sound plausible… especially when ninja friend is highly approving it

- If Sasuke trusts you, he surely starts to trust you (and your skills) too

Sasuke

- Once again, be paired up with Yuki and you three would make a great investigation/espionage team

- When investigating, you and memelord ninja are speaking to each other in partly jargon, partly heavily-memed language

- Possibly having watched and/or read crimes shows or movie you two are getting along so well

- “So here’s our undercover story: husband, wife and husband’s best friend---” // “Wait, do we get cool names too?!” // “Yeah, I’ll get to that part later… or I’ll do it now. Miyako, Tsune and Chozaburo; sounds cool?” // “Noice.”

- As the conversation continues, Yuki is left by himself to wonder how on earth did he get friends like you, shaking his head lightly as your talk no longer makes sense to him

Yoshimoto

- This beautiful mailman sees you one day sketching and as a man of the arts he comes over to look at what you’re drawing

- What he sees is a detailed sketch of a man, possibly a random person. The facial structure, features are all spot on! He is in full admiration mode

- “My, such a lovely piece you are making there. Has someone commissioned you to make him a portrait?” // “Actually Yoshimoto-san, I am making this to be posted around town. A wanted poster of some sorts… he’s a criminal.”

- You explained to him your job as a forensic artist, and he listens to every single word of it. Yoshimoto would find himself asking about your style of sketching as you continue drawing

- When the posters are up he is one of those people who would look at it for a long time; for him it’s not for memorizing the perp’s face, but simply to appreciate the art, fanning himself ever so gracefully

[tsubaki3192]

250+ Followers Celebration! Comforting MC after Having a Nightmare [Nobunaga, Masamune, Kenshin and Shingen]

Requested by: @voltage-vixen​

Thank you so much, Love! ❤️

Notes: I just want to put a disclaimer here: I’ve just allocated a nightmare type for each warlord- Naturally, It doesn’t really have much of a effect on the actual comforting, but I think it’s nice to have some kind of context! xD

Warnings/Spoilers: Slight Spoilers for Nobunaga’s Route! 

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Nobunaga: Actions… and some words.

…. Tbh, I think Nobunaga’s not the best with human emotions… Especially since he really did close his emotions before he met you, and after he killed his brother.

So for Nobunaga’s MC, I suspect it’s his words, as opposed to actions, that help you forget.

So when you wake up one night, sitting up with a start, he immediately draws you to his chest. You’re pale. And you’re shaking.

He knows it’s that same dream again. That dream of the first battle he took you took you to in the first week of your arrival. 

He knows it plays like a loop- You’ve told him this before. It always begins with the death of your beloved. Then, while you’re distracted, the death of Hideyoshi, Masamune, Ieyasu, Mitsunari, Mitsuhide- And then your own.

The sensation of a weapon thrusted deep into your chest ends with the sensation of falling into darkness.

And that’s when you always wake.

Whenever this happens, Nobunaga’s almost always awake- You’re far more important than his sleep, after all.

(Or maybe it’s because his arm, which was around your shoulder, fell off? Who knows…)

No matter the reason for your nightmare, he’s always talking to you, pulling you to his chest- The only thing he knows works.

“Tell me, Fireball. Who must I blame for your dreadful dreams?”

Despite your mind, you give him this deadpan expression every time and he just laughs, pressing a gentle kiss against your temple in response.

“In return, I’ll allow you to punish the culprit in any way you shall wish.”

You just punch him against his shoulder with all your strength, falling back onto the futon with him when he doesn’t fight back.

He’s guilty y’all-

Masamune: Food, Touch and Adrenaline.

Ngl, but Masamune is another person who doesn’t really know how to not great at comforting someone properly- Even in his route it leans more towards MC looking after Masamune as opposed to Masamune caring for MC.

But he tries his best for you. You’re his cute princess, after all.

It’s one of those dreams you wake up shaking, but you can’t remember what it’s about- Your mind just goes blank whenever you try to think of it.

Masamune notices of course- He’s thought of it before: You’re really easy to read.

He stays pretty much silent the first few times, taking note of whatever you tell him or do.

So the next time you randomly walk up to him in the hallway and pull him in for a hug, he knows exactly what to do. It’s a childish action, but that really doesn’t matter right now.

Masamune just lets you, no matter the time of day or the fact that you’re in the middle of a busy hallway, wrapping his arms around you gently.

Once you’ve calmed down a little, he’ll take you to the kitchens first to make a meal for you: You haven’t eaten anything all day, right?

It could be anything, really, and he’ll make it for you without question.

But it’s when you’re eating that he keeps you on his lap, your non-dominant hand on his wrist and feeling the thrum of his pulse beneath your fingertips.

Alternatively, he’ll plan a day trip out. Anywhere; everywhere, just to get your mind off from thinking about the nightmare.

Honestly, it could just be a horse ride to a town outside of Azuchi or Aoba for sightseeing, or you could go skinny dipping in a small lake nearby. Bathing in the hot springs is something you do often with Masamune too.

Kenshin: Bunnies, Affection and Materialistic Goods.

Kenshin…. Is a yandere. So I’m certain he’d do whatever he can to pretty much destroy everything and everyone who’s hurt you… 

No matter the cost, and no matter who.

So when you dream of the time Nobunaga brought you to a skirmish, you don’t dare tell him what the bad dream is about.

You cherish those back in Azuchi after all, and Kenshin would undoubtedly rush over to attack the warlords without much of a thought.

You hide it from him, disguising it with an early rise and a somewhat pale face throughout the day… In the end, everything reminds you of the event and you excuse yourself to your- his- room to relax.

He finds you gently patting Umi, listlessly muttering to yourself. It hurts him to see you in this way, and he’s determined to find out what’s wrong.

But he won’t push you. Instead, he’ll coax the words from you over time… It’s strange, since he’s a yandere, but he places you above everything else <3

Kenshin will call for the other bunnies as he sets you between his legs, back to his chest.

It’s silent the entire time through, but you’re thankful for the silence- Being in Kenshin’s embrace was always enough for you.

The nightmares don’t stop, but you’re thankful for Kenshin: The small items he leaves around the places in his castle you visit often are enough to keep you from thinking about it all day.

At night, he draws you to his chest whenever he senses you’re having those dreams, slipping his hand into your own at the same time.

It’s all good and fine until you mutter a “Stop…. No..bu…” one time in your sleep, sounding somewhat frantic and terrified.

….. Turns out Kenshin’s gonna have that war after all?

Shingen: Kisses. Lots of Kisses. And flirtatious words.

Hm… I think this one’s pretty self-explanatory? xD

You’re homesick. Very much so, to the point you’re dreaming of your friends and family daily.

It’s visible to Shingen: You’ve pretty much been moping around the past week and unable to meet Yoshimoto, Sasuke or Yuki’s gaze whenever they called for your help, or even greeted you in the morning. It’s even harder to meet Sasuke’s gaze- Something they’ve all noticed.

The only person you properly react to is Shingen.

It gets worse though: You wake one night after your family and friends yell at you in your dreams, calling you a disgrace for choosing love over your family.

You wake at the notion of “You’ll regret your decision when you break up with him. He’s likely to cheat on you, isn’t he? You’re not even pretty-”

It’s Shingen who wakes you as you’re trembling and he pulls you into his arms, pressing his warm lips against your temple. He gently coaxes you out of your feared state; sugared words falling from his lips naturally.

But he’s panicking too- His heart’s pounding just as fast as yours is. You can hear it loudly.

“My goddess… If you would grace this poor mortal soul with a nightly dream-?”

You giggle before he finishes, and his grin returns to his face. You’re still trembling, though perhaps less than before. His strange way of speech whenever he was flirting had always seemed to bring a smile to your face- no matter how small- after all.

You always humour him, words falling from your lips as you bury your face in his broad chest.

You don’t notice how his expression falters for a moment, before pulling your hand to his lips and kissing it tenderly and with promise. He squeezes the same hand quietly, before pressing his lips once more to the top of your head.

“I would never leave my princess… And I would be devastated if she did. All she needs to remember is I am hers forevermore. And if she ever requires the reassurance, I’ll be there. Forever, and always.”

Shingen would later take you out for some sweets too, even if Yukimura would scold him endlessly for the sake of his health.

He doesn’t care tho-

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[worlds-smallestviolin]

Mother

Masamune x MC

genre: angst/fluff

word count:2208

summary: retelling of Masamune’s love’s union gacha story from MC’s POV

a/n: It always bothers me how MC just decides to stay in past without care about her family, so for stories sake let’s assume Sasuke went back to the future.

           With everyone asleep, Aoba was a quiet place; quite a contrast compared to how loud and lively it was during the day (it is Masamune’s castle, after all). Having changed into my sleeping robe, I was sitting on the futon, waiting for my lover to join me ( I’d say to sleep, dear reader, but we both know that would be a lie.).And my handsome Masamune was still at his desk, working despite the late hour. He may be a wild tiger, but he took his responsibility as a head of the clan very seriously. He did everything he could to make life easier for the people of Oshu. And I’m not just talking about him going to war or battling demons of paperwork. I mean little things as well, like cooking a meal for his men on patrol, or writting letters to his vassals to thank them or simply talk about what’s been going on lately. “You shouldn’t write in the dark. It’s bad for you’re eye.”, I broke the silence hoping to convince him to put down the brush for tonight. “I know, I know. I’ll be done in a second. You just wait for me like a good kitten”, he said, raising his head to flash me a smile that made my heart skip a beat or two. “Meow!”, My god, I’m such a dork. I hugged my knees to my chest, rocking back and forth. Masamune returned his attention to the letter he was writing, and again silence settled in.

Having nothing else to do but wait, I soon got lost in my own thoughts. Some time has passed since I started living here in Aoba. It still surprises me how quickly I’ve gotten used to the life here. Masamune encouraged my worked as a seamstress. He had a room prepared for me, where I could sketch and make clothes; I already had a few clients. He would often keep my drawings to hang on the wall, always repeating how much he loved my art. I’ve made friends with maids, and Kojuro and guys were always there to lend a helping hand. I spent my free time with Masamune, getting into all sort of adventures, and sometimes troubles. We would go for a ride, or a walk around town, we ate delicious food, we cooked together, we laughed and we made love. All in all, life was good. I remember how nervous I was in the days before we left Azuchi, worrying if I would be accepted in Oshu as I was among Oda. Not to mention that I’m still not completely used to the life in Sengoku period. Yes, things are great so far. But from time to time, I can’t help giving voice to my old insecurities. What happens if this doesn’t work out? The picture of my parants forms in my mind, only to slowly morph into that of Masamune and I. And their insults and shouts fall from our lips, that so far know only sweet kisses and sweet nothings. No, I don’t want to think of that.

I quickly try to banish those thoughts back into the dark corners of my mind. Luckly for me, a voice calls from outside our room. “Pardon me for the intrusion this late at night, my lord. There is a letter from Lady Yoshihime.” Masamune receives the letter and tells both man to get some rest. Once we are alone again, I couldn’t help voicing my curiosity: “Who’s Lady Yoshihime?” “My mother.”, he says, and something about his indifferent voice makes me feel uneasy. “I’ve noticed she doesn’t live in the castle with us…”The first day I came here they held a feast to celebrate Masamune’s return and my arrival, where Masamune introduced me to a lot of people that are important to him. You’d think that his mother would be among them. “She poisoned me when I was young. There’s messy politics with her side of the family, so it seemed best we live apart.”, he said it as if he was informing me about the weather outside.“I’m sorry, WHAT?” I misheard that, right? He did not just say his mother tried to have him killed. I stared at him, trying to process what he just told me. “It’s not that strange. When it comes to the succession of a clan, things often get ugly. With the loss of my eye, she must have thought I wasn’t fit to be the head of the Date and decided to take matters into her own hands.” Shock quickly turned into anger. She tried to kill her own child because of something that wasn’t his fault, something he couldn’t change. For a moment, I thought of my own mother, who believed motherhood to be the most sacred and joyous role a woman could have, who loved and supported unconditionally and would give up anything and everything for her children. I could not imagine how difficult it must have been for Masamune, being sick and losing your eye. And the one person who was supposed to love him more than anyone betrays him like that. My heart filled with sorrow. It must have shown on my face, because Masamune tried to reassure me with a smile: “I barely remember it. Must not have been that bad, or I wouldn’t have forgotten, right? If I let it trouble me, I wouldn’t be fit to be a lord, and that would only prove my mother right.” His words reminded me of what Master Kosai told me about Masamune. “One who would stand above others must be most strict with oneself. They must work as hard as their hardest workers and be always deserving of the praise their station affords them. Their pain they must learn to bear with on their own, for they will at times be alone. Those were the lessons I instilled in that young child. He survived by embracing what I taught him. So much that he no longer needs to ‘act’ to be the ideal leader from his lessons. But our nature is unchanging. In the deepest part of Masamune’s heart that injured young child remains.

Having read the letter, Masamune joined me on the futon. Smile on his face, he patted my head. But for a moment, a mere second, I saw something in the depth of his eye. You never tamed you’re demons, Masamune, you just kept them on a leash. And the wounds of heart are never quick to heal. You could try to ignore them, you might even forget them. But they remain there somewhere, waiting for a chance to overwhelm you. And if you cannot entrust them to anyone else, at least entrust them to me. So I pulled him down to bed with me, holding him close to my chest, his cheek resting against my breast. I run my fingers softly through his hair. “I want you to listen carefully to what I’m about to say. I love you, so you don’t ever have to hide how you feel when you’re around me. You’re not my lord, Masamune. You’re the man I love; a fun guy who acts all cool but has the most adorable blush, the one who can kiss my heart into a full stop and then restart it with a touch, someone who always protects me and encourages me. And I will always be here for you. So leave the perfect leader outside this room, and just be my Masamune.” He tried to protest but, I wouldn’t let him. Then he turned his face from me, and for a moment I thought he might cry. But after a while he met my eyes again. “I’ll try.”, he said with a smile. I guess old habits die hard. “That’s a start.” I kissed his forehead and continued running my fingers through his hair. Eventually I felt him relax as he drifted to sleep. But my brain was too busy for that. I was angry at Lady Yoshihime, I was sad for Masamune. And in the stillness of the night, my mind wandered to that dark corner again. I was afraid.

Hearing about Masamune’s mother made me think about my own parents. I knew they must be worried about me. Sasuke promised to deliver my letter. Hopefully, that will ease their hearts. It wouldn’t be the first time I disappeared of the radar. They were good parents, for the most part. Well, when it comes to my father, the best I can say is that he tried. He never failed to tell me he loved me. I never once doubted it. But he wasn’t the easiest man to get along with. He had his opinions and his expectations, and those were set in stone. Being his eldest child, the bar was set especially high for me. He worked two jobs to save money for my education. And though he never understood my passion for fashion, he supported me, so long as he didn’t have to listen to me talk about it. He never raised his hands on us, but his anger was something to be feared. My mother, on the other hand was a saint. I’ve never heard her raise her voice. No matter what troubled her, she always wore a smile. She was the one who took care of us when we were sick, fed us, helped us do homework or study for exam, attended every parents meeting, every school play… She was there to listen to us for hours and comfort us. She was there for every tear and every smile.

But as good as they were in their roles as parents, they were the worst couple I’ve ever seen. I could count the times I remember seeing them being affectionate towards each other on the fingers of my hands, if those hands were in a terrible accident and were missing a few fingers. Instead, there were fights and shouting, and then days of them ignoring each other, and us walking on eggshells around them. They would act more affectionate towards me and my brother, as if they were competing for our love. And it was always about something small and insignificant, a misplaced item or misheard word. It always ended with the ‘talk’ where my father would insist they just forget and move on. There were never any apologies, they never talked things through.

My parents didn’t marry for love, or at least if they did it was quickly spent. They did their best not to let their fights affect the kids. My childhood was for the most part a happy one. But the older I got, the more I noticed the cracks that began to show. They were not happy, although they stubbornly maintained that illusion. What makes someone choose to stay and live a life next to a person that makes them miserable? Why don’t you just leave him? I heard my aunt say to my mum one time. I do it for my children. I could never leave them. They are my everything. Maybe that was the moment when the fear was born, squeezing my heart each time she smiled. I was causing her pain just by being, a cage to a bird who otherwise could simply fly away. And I started to wonder if one day I too will be like that. “Mom, I love you. But I don’t want to become you.”, I said on the night before my cousin’s wedding, when the conversation inevitably turned into wedding talk, and I tell her I don’t ever want to marry. I see a heart breaking in those eyes. A single shard of glass melts and runs down her cheek; on its way, leaves my heart bleeding as well. Still she smiles: ” So long as you’re happy, I’ll be happy too.”.

The sky is still pale yellow-blue. I stared at the eye of a calm sea, and I felt calm as well; last night’s shadows fleeing before the morning light. Or maybe it’s Masamune’s touch that chases them away. He was always good at that, erasing my insecurities. Though I now know he was plagued by them too. Both of us are with hidden corners in our hearts, echoing with the words “You’re not good enough.” A doubt dwells in the back of the mind; his slumbers deep within, mine lingers just beneath the skin. Still I believe we’ll be alright. “ I want you’re face to be the first thing I see in the morning. Whether we’re at war, or everything is peaceful. I want that tomorrow, and the day after, and forever more.”, he brushed his finger along my cheek. I knew it won’t always be easy, I knew many things will try to break us apart. Still I believed in us. Whatever we might face, with you by my side, I was confident enough. “ My love for you will never change, Masamune.” He drew me to his chest, I felt his tears touch my head. The beating of his heart told me they were not tears of sorrow. I remained quietly in his arms, as another tear slides down my cheek. Mother, I’m happy now.    

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And for NSFW: MC suggesting spicing things up in the bedroom for Ieyasu, Kenshin, and Masamune

Hi Serene~! It’s been a while, so I hope that you are doing well! I am sorry for taking so long to get to this request o(╥﹏╥)o

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The following is NSFW:

Ieyasu

He’s bothered, a thousand questions on his mind. A frown silently appears on his face as he looks away, avoiding your expectant gaze. Has he not been satisfying you lately? Are you tiring of him? The thoughts send him spiraling.

Sex with Ieyasu is almost always in the same position. With you in his lap, he can hold you tight against his naked body; he can feel your hands tangled in his soft blond hair; he can kiss you until you’re both out of breath, gaze into your face when you’re convulsing in his arms, stroke your cheek until you fall asleep on top of him.

But now you’re suggesting switching things up. Had he been wrong to think all this time you were enjoying the sex as much as he was? He feels a pang of guilt, a flood of jealousy. He clenches his hands into fists, digging his nails into his palms. You were talking to Masamune just this morning - could he have filled your head with sexual fantasies, promising that he could better satisfy you–?

Only the sound of your voice pulls him out of the downward spiral and back into reality. He sighs, shifting uncomfortably under your gaze. If it will please you to have him another way… he’d do it. He’d do anything for you. Finally meeting your eyes, he stares at you with conviction though his cheeks are burning with embarrassment: “What did you have in mind?”

When he asked you that, he certainly wasn’t expecting this. “You want to… watch me?” For a moment, he considers refusing your request, telling you to choose something else. But seeing that hopeful glimmer in your eyes, he finds himself agreeing instead. “F-fine…”

His face grows hotter yet as he disrobes himself on the futon, shuffling the hakama down his legs, his fingers loosening his kimono until it falls down his shoulders. He reaches for himself: one hand first, slow strokes up and down, then two hands… He can’t bear to look at himself anymore, not when he can see you watching him from in his periphery; biting his lip, he stares shyly at the ground, but his hands continue to work. Rubbing himself more roughly than before, he pants softly, beats of sweat forming at his temples as pleasure pulses through him in waves, almost making him oblivious of his surroundings. Before long, he’s closing his eyes, legs trembling as he edges himself closer and closer, as his hand moves faster and faster.

Then just like that, your name is unraveling on his tongue in a series of soft whimpers and moans - he had been imagining it was you touching him the entire time. When he finally comes to his senses again, he looks away flusteredly. “Now you know,” he mutters, blushing furiously as he avoids your gaze.

Kenshin

Sex with Kenshin is almost always spur of the moment, a hot culmination of the passion he possesses for you. Your most intimate moments with him are rarely ever planned. At times his desire for you is so overwhelming that it’s nearly impossible to resist. In these moments, your bodies both seemingly surrender to the carnal lust and urgent craving. Close is never close enough for Kenshin, and the need to mark you and make you completely his, drives his movements like an animalistic instinct.

Still, he’s never let himself completely lose control when the two of you are intimate. Knowing just how intense – and how rough – he can get, he has always kept himself back. After all, he would never want to hurt you, even if it were by accident.

That being said, he’s a little surprised when you ask him to spice things up in the bedroom, and he has his reservations. You trust him enough to let him take control of you in between the sheets, and he’d never want to do anything to break that trust. He’s worried about the possibility of going too far or pushing you beyond your limits.

But you quickly put his fears to rest. The feeling of your hand gently rubbing his thigh comforts him; he relaxes under your touch, calmly meeting your steadfast gaze. You give his hand a squeeze, smiling up at him reassuringly. “It’s nothing too crazy,” you tell him, a little sheepishly. “I was just wondering… if we could use maybe use the ropes tonight…?”

He’s thrown aback by your suggestion, his lips parting slightly in surprise. He lets out a quiet sigh, squeezing your hand back. As your eyes meet once more, you realize there’s a tinge of excitement behind that emerald green and ocean blue. His eyebrows are furrowed in thought, but the heat of his cheeks make it all too obvious that the idea thrills him. For a moment, a silence lingers between you two. Then, he shifts, his gaze meeting yours intensely. “When you say things like that…” he whispers in a low voice, “It makes me just want you so much more…”

Kenshin’s confession makes you blush furiously. Suddenly, your daring hands move, placing his around your waist. “We don’t have to wait until tonight,” you tell him, staring back at him with just as much conviction. Hurriedly, he picks you up and places you on the tatami mat. He leaves your side only to retrieve the ropes you asked him to use.

Of course, when it comes to tying you up, both of your worlds seem to slow down immensely. As reckless and harsh Kenshin can be, nothing demands more delicate attention in this moment than your body. Although he desperately wants you, he makes sure to take his time admiring every inch of your body as he undresses you. Finally positioning your wrists behind your back, he begins to arrange the ropes about your chest and waist, his nimble fingers binding you in the most beautiful way.

Masamune

The two of you are in the middle of preparing dinner together when suddenly, a puff of flour hits you in the face. You cough, shaking your head in playful disdain as Masamune’s deep laughter fills your ears. “Masamune, really?” you scoff, lightly shoving his shoulder before getting back to stirring the stew. “Come on, our guests will be arriving soon.”

You expect him to ease up on the play fighting, but it only seems to intensify as he blows more powder into your hair before scurrying away. This time, it’s on for sure. Holding the big wooden spoon in your hand, you wave it at him. “Hey, get back here! Don’t make me use this on you!” You’re both laughing, enjoying that familiar bubbly feeling in your chest as you chase one another about the kitchen. Still caught in your fit of giggles, you feel Masamune’s strong arms wrap around you from behind in what seems like an innocuous hug. He buries his face in your neck, his arms draped around your waist, as he sways side to side. “Quit fooling around and let me know how the stew tastes already…” you mumble, though admittedly the feeling of his arms around you provides a comfort you’re not quite ready to pull away from.

That’s when he presses his lips to your cheek in a soft kiss that’s sweet enough to make you melt. There’s a flurry of butterflies in your stomach as soon as he pulls away. “Come on, kitten,” he murmurs, the deep hum of his voice making your heart flutter. You grow quiet as soon as you feel his warm breath tickling the side of your neck. His fingers move to gently clasp yours, and he lowers the spoon back down to the kitchen counter.

You let go of the spoon, reaching back to comb your fingers through his beautiful brown hair. He grins, knowing he’s got you right where he wants you, and brings his lips to your skin once more… lower and lower, along the sensitive areas of your neck. You feel your body heating up faster and faster as his fingers suddenly dig into the flesh of your hips, his tongue flickering out to tease the side of your neck. Then he grabs your waist roughly and pulls you back against him, and that’s when you feel him… pressing up against you. “Masa…–” you gasp, only for your breath to catch in your throat as soon as his arms lift you up and place you on the tabletop.

“Yesterday, you said you were thinking of spicing things up a little, yeah?” he breathes against your neck, that sexy smile still on his lips. “How about right here, right now? How about for dinner, I have you instead?”

You’re caught off guard, but something as spontaneous as this is so characteristically Masamune that you couldn’t even say you’re really surprised. So you let him taste your lips and skin again and again (until of course, dinner time really does come around). Although, admittedly, by then… The two of you are already quite full.

[amenomiko]

MC as Little Kid / Small Child

Nobunaga - Lull her to sleep. Basically pamper her like a baby.

It was during war council when she suddenly slide the door, sobbing while hugging her Bearsace. "N-Nobunaga-" She sniffed, enough to earn the lords concern and worry. "I can't sleep.. I-It's too dark in the Tenshu.."

Nobunaga instantly dropped the discussion and pick her up into his arms, of where she immediately hug him around his neck. He pat her back, as he took a seat on his dais. "15 minutes." He said to his vassals, and they just smile, while some of them give a shrug.

"You have the potential to be a father, Lord Nobunaga." Masamune grinned.

"Hmh. You may say that once I held a real daughter, and not my lover." He chuckled.

Hideyoshi - Buying her candies. Spoiled her 100%.

He had brought her to have a walk in town, distracting her from being afraid of her surroundings. She have been crying ever since she came to an unknown place, and so he choose to bring her for a walk to cheer her up.

When suddenly she stopped. "Hm? What's wrong-" His eyes followed to where is she looking at. It was the candy shop. The usual Hideyoshi would nag about cavities, but right now, her pleading eyes is so irresistible he couldn't say no.

This also earned the attention from other warlords. Especially Nobunaga, who look at MC, who is munching on the candies, yes, CANDIES that surrounded her small body.

"You are spoiling our princess, I see?"

Hideyoshi glared at his fellow right hand man. "No I don't. S-she's almost on the verge of tears and-"

"And you bought the WHOLE shop? That's more than spoiling." Nobunaga said as he helped MC to unwrap the candy, but eat it himself.

"Nobunaga-sama I see what you did there OAO!"

Masamune - Teasy bully.

"I said I'm fine, Mashamune! I can walk on my own! Uwah! Baka baka baka let go of me..!! Don't carry me like that- hueee QAQ!!"

"Come on, Lass. Enjoy it while you still can..!" He chuckled. "Mashamune you say? Aaaah I will remember that forever. That way of calling is so adorable, heh."

"Aaah! Stop it! No, no, I don't want to ride the horse in this state- I don't-"

Too late. She had screamed the whole time of riding and when they arrived back at the castle, Masamune is nagged by the castle hen  and it took her a while to calm down from crying (until she gets hiccups and down with fever the next day).

Ieyasu - Take the opportunity to teach something bad.

"Hm."

There goes. She asked- more like demanded for him to carry her again. Ignoring the grins from other warlords, he had no choice but to carry her, because her eyes starts to get teary with "Umnn I want a hug hug \(QAQ)/~~!"

It took all of him not to get all red when she rest her head on his shoulder and suck her thumb, and it took all of him to not roll his eyes when Nobunaga said, "Why Ieyasu, couldn't wait to get a daughter of your own?"

He's about to give a comeback when MC suddenly point at Nobunaga, "Nobuunaga-shama OuO." Which makes him grin. "Hooh. Then who is this?"

She turned to Masamune. "Mashamune-shan." "Hideyochi-shan." To Hideyoshi, "Mitshuhide-shan." To Mitsuhide. And she pauses when she look at Mitsunari. "Uhm.."

Ieyasu whispered something to her and she beamed. "PURPUL CABEJ (Purple Cabbage) >w<!" Which earned an enormous laughter among them (except Hideyoshi with his "Ieyasu, be nice OAO!"), including shaking Ieyasu who's holding back his own snort of amusement.

But then again..

MC: *pointed at Ieyasu* Ieyashu ❤.

Ieyasu: *blush SO red* Y-you don't have to- what are you? An angel? =/////= *vibrates*

Masamune: Ieyasu you just blurted your own thoughts 😏

Mitsunari - Reading her bedtime story.

"Mitshunari.." She tugged on the hem of his hakama. "I can't sleep.. Can you read me a bedtime story?"

"Hm? Of course..!"

He carried her, and tuck her in, sat beside her and grabbed a book.

"Alright, princess."

She smiled giddily, excited for her bedtime story when..

Mitsunari: Tactic 1. Square formation in battlefield requires a group of-

MC: O.O

Hideyoshi: MITSUNARI W A I T ᕕ( OAO )ᕗ!!

Mitsuhide - Teasy bully No.2

She have been following him around, like a little chick. How ironic Mitsuhide is the one who become the mother hen, with her, trotting behind him wherever he go.

When he stop, she will. When he moved, she will do the same.

And when he walk to a place where it's difficult for a child to follow (steep stairs for example) on purpose, it is such an entertainment for him to watch her struggle.

When Hideyoshi saw this, it's obvious how naggy he will be. But when he tried to separate her away from Mitsuhide.. "HIEEEEEE QAQQQ!!! NO NO NO I WANT MITSHUHIDE!! I WANT MITSHUHIDE!!!" She screamed in his arms, flailing around until the strong lord couldn't get hold of her.

Not to mention she instantly hugged around his neck and cry, and ONLY Mitsuhide that can calm her.

Kenshin - Feed her food.

*Jiiiii*

Kenshin paused halfway with the cup of sake in his hand. "What's wrong?"

MC pursed her lips, slowly took a step towards the Dragon of Echigo with a chestnut bun in her hands. "Kenshin.. This is too hot.."

He blinked as he touch the bag surface; it's hot indeed, for a small child. His eyes wheeled from the bun, and to her. "..Come here."

She beamed, and sit on his lap, while he slowly feed her with the bun, pieces by pieces. But it was not finished though, she slept halfway, with crumbles on her lips. He carried her in his arms, kissing her temple as she sleep on his shoulder. (Bawwwww)

Shingen - Pain, pain go away

It was a nice, breezy afternoon when "Idiot Yuki! Gimme back my doll!"

The garden is filled with the sound of MC and Yukimura with their usual banter. Shingen was there, eating his dumpling while laughing at the scene because it was too cute in his eyes, especially when MC were trying her best to jump and get her doll from Yuki.

"Aaahn baka baka baka OAO! Give it back!!" She was already in the verge of tears.

"Heh! This is what you get for hitting my leg with it."

"I don't care! You are the one who is mean here! Give it back! Give it--" She loses her step and "Bonk!" She fell.

Silence.

"......HIEEEEEEE QAQ!!!!"

The moment her cries echoed throughout the garden, Shingen immediately carry her into his arms "Ooh our princess is hurt? Where is it?" He pat her back, as she has started to choke on her own tears. "MC? Hey hey MC? Look, let me cast a spell on you."

"Spell- Shingen-sama, she herself is an enchantress alread- MMMF-" Yukimura's mouth is shoved with Shingen's dumpling by Sasuke.

"Pain, pain, go away. Pain, pain, go away." He pat her knees, and blow softly on it. She sniffed, "Shingen.." and ah, he nearly melt when she hugged around his neck, and fell asleep. "..........Yyyyuuuuukkkkkiiiiii~~? What did I tell you about respecting woman?"

"Mmmf OAO!" -mouth still full-

"That's what you get for calling her wild boar first." Sasuke adjust his glasses.

Yukimura - Do her hair.

She peered at the woman's accessories in Yukimura's bag.

"Wh- you want me to do your hair? With this??" He pointed at the accessories and twitch to her beaming smile. He couldn't say no to it because..

His lord will give him class about "How to Treat Woman 101", Sasuke is not there to help, and Kenshin..? Hopeless case.

" A-alright.."

So he comb and comb, decorate here, and decorate there, and-

A sound of items scattered on the floor could be heard. It was Sasuke who just came back from the town. Yukimura.. What are you doing?"

"Uh- she asked me to.. Uhm.. With her hair..?"

MC blinked at them, then when she turn to face the mirror, she cried her heart out.

Sasuke - ‘Piggyback’ ride.

"Shashuke. I want to play."

He immediately kneel down to her level. "Alright. Do you want to play house today?"

She shake her head. "I want a piggyback ride."

"Oh, I understand. Here."

Her smile beamed the moment Sasuke turned around, waiting for her to ride his back. And the moment she did...

"I call this.. Ninja roller coaster ride."

"Eh- EEEEHHHHH QAQQQQ!!!"

He had run like a ninja, jump like a ninja, hang upside down like a ninja, and jump up on a high place like a ninja.

Few hours has passed, and he lands on the ground swiftly. "How was it, MC? Did you have fun?"

She had fainted.

[selenacosmic]

*Peeks* Is it still open? Ehehehe I just can't get enough of your stories 😍😍😍😍😍 May I have the story of where the lords wanted to have another child (instead of MC asking for it?) Nyehehee can I have it for Hideyoshi, Ieyasu, Mitsuhide, Masamune, Yukimura and Shingen? Ufufufu (∩´∀`∩)💕(∩´∀`∩)💕(∩´∀`∩)💕(∩´∀`∩)💕(∩´∀`∩)💕(∩´∀`∩)💕(∩´∀`∩)💕

Of course!!! I feel so happy when you request more! That is very cute! They just want more babies! Thank you for the request love!

The warlords want another child.

Oda forces.

Hideyoshi Toyotomi.

He loves the daughter you two had! She was just as playful as Uri is, and is very adorable, running towards you two with those cubby, rosy cheeks. The only word she can say is “good morning” and she says that to everyone.

But he was missing carrying a little baby, the moment he held your first child was very emotional, he was crying like he was the one who gave birth.

That’s why he decided to have a talk with you, but Hideyoshi was too embarrassed to just ask you for another child. In any case, he asked if you could meet him at your shared room.

Hideyoshi was looking at the floor as you stared at him, very confused as to why he was trembling so much. Suddenly, he put his hands on your shoulders and looked at you with a blushing face.

“M-MC... c-can w...e have... another child..?”

You stared at him even more confused, why was he so nervous about this? You couldn’t help but laugh.

“Aw... you want another child? Isn’t our daughter troubling enough?”

“Please... I love to have children, real children other than the other lords. May I?”

“Hmm... ok, I think we can arrange that.”

Hideyoshi was the happiest man in this world to have the opportunity to have more squishy little babies.

Masamune Date.

Masamune never realized how much he loved to have kids, your son was as wild as him and the way he would excitedly talk with his father was adorable.

“One day, I will be strong like daddy!”

Masamune’s heart would always melt at his cuteness! But he realized he wanted more, more children to play with Shogetsu, to run around in the garden.

But he needed to know your opinion, we know how he praises the other people’s freedom. If you were comfortable with just one, he would have to accept it. But it was better to ask you.

He wasn’t nervous, he was excited, it seemed like masamune had drank 50 cups of coffee, even though this drink wasn’t known by them in that era. He took your hands with pleading eyes.

“MC, our son is very cute, right?”

“Oh, yes he is! Always asking for you to carry him, he is adorable!”

“So... can we have another?”

He stared at your eyes with his only one, deep blue oceans wanting to sank you in it with his passion. You smiled at him.

“Of course! It would be cute to have another child to play with our son. But... you will have to help me take care of both.”

“Deal!”

He said in such a happy tone, it was the cutest thing! In other words, your husband loved his wild little children.

Mitsuhide Akechi.

He was looking at your daughter who was playing in the garden, Mitsuhide could hide his emotions well, but when it come to his family? It’s impossible. Her cuteness reminded him of you a lot.

You were sitting beside him with your head on his shoulder, smiling happily at the little girl that ran to you two.

“Mommy, daddy! Look! This flower is beautiful, right?”

“Of course, dear daughter of mine, it suits you well.”

Mitsuhide said that as he took the flower and put it on her hair, she giggled and continued to run through the garden, he never imagined this much happiness in his life.

Seeing his daughter smiling as she played was heartwarming, it brought him such a joy that he couldn’t imagine in his life. He looked at you before kissing your head.

“Our daughter is beautiful. She reminds me of you.”

“She reminds me of you, Mitsuhide.”

He chuckled before hugging you, looking back at the little girl hugging Chimaki. He had an idea.

“MC, how about another baby mouse for our family?”

You were a bit shocked, but happy when he asked that, so of course you agreed with him, your daughter running to you two to hug you.

Ieyasu Tokugawa.

Ieyasu was trying to focus on his work, responding to important letters regarding of his clan, when a little annoyance jumped into his lap. It was your daughter who just learned to walk, she giggled at her father’s grumpy face.

“And what do you want?”

Despite is annoyed expression, he took her in his arms and kissed her forehead, yearning a cute giggle.

“You are interrupting your father’s work, go back to mommy.”

The little girl hugged Ieyasu, making him sigh in annoyance. He held her in his arms as he got back to writing the letters.

“Fine, you can stay, just don’t make any trouble, ok?”

Even though she was still bad at talking, she understood that and said a cute ‘ok’ back. When Ieyasu finally finished his letters, he found the girl sleeping. He smiled softly at her, it was then that you suddenly entered the room.

“My love? Oh, she was here! Good, you managed to put her to sleep.”

“You should be careful with this thing, little idiot.”

He got up and walked in your direction, showing the baby girl sleeping peacefully. It was then that he thought of something, he loved giving attention to his daughter, he looked at you again.

“I want another.”

“A...another... what?”

“Baby. Can we have it?”

You laughed with your hand against your mouth, trying not to wake up your daughter.

“Of course we can.”

Uesugi-Takeda forces.

Shingen Takeda.

Ah, Shingen loved his son, he was just the cutest. Even though he was small, he had the same love for sweets as his father, always trying to steal one from Shingen’s plate.

He promised you to take care of your child as you went to town to give your customers their commissioned clothes, he was going to be the best father possible for your son.

That day was the most fun of all, they played together about a lot of things, even Kuro joined their fun. Your son would often giggled and play tag with Shingen.

He even taught his son how to steal food from the kitchen and from another hiding spots that Yukimura would often hide the Sweets.

It was getting dark when you arrived home, finding Shingen with your son on his shoulder. He was humming the child into slumber.

“You two must have had fun today.”

“We did, you were missing on it though. But I am sure we will find a good day for us to play with this little angel.

“Yes, I guess you are right!”

“Today I learned something, my love. Something very important.”

“And what is that?”

“Let’s have another child!”

You stared at him a bit shocked, but Shingen seemed very happy with the idea, making you smile softly.

“Of course! But now, let’s get some sleep, ok?”

Yukimura Sanada.

Yukimura was still bad while interacting with children, specially his own daughter. If he was already awkward talking with women, imagine it with his child.

He was finishing his training with a wooden sword, when suddenly the little girl entered the training room and ran to her father.

“Daddy! Daddy!”

“Eh? What are you doing here?”

He didn’t get a response, his daughter hugged his leg and didn’t let go. He had to practically drag his leg with his daughter hugging it to put the sword away and change into his yukata.

When he was ready, he took her in his arms and looked at her, a bit confused.

“Why did you came here?”

“I wanted to see daddy!”

“I was busy, you know? Well, I suppose you can stay with me.”

Despite being awkward, he hugged his daughter and carried her with him the whole day, patting her back. His heart slowly warming at her cuteness.

When he went to your room, he put his sleeping daughter on the futon, tugging her with the blankets. You were staring at his adorable blush, he seemed to be in deep thoughts.

“You seem thoughtful, is something wrong?”

“MC... can we have another child? Our daughter is really cute, I guess...”

He asked that so awkwardly you could only agree with a smile, finding his passion towards your child very cute.

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[nad-zeta]

Hello, my dear! I just stumbled upon you yesterday and read a good portion of your archive until 7 AM. I don't know if you know this, but you are an amazing writer. I seriously enjoyed reading everything you've written. If you're still taking requests, might I request two reactions, one for the IkeSen boys (Masamune, Hideyoshi, Nobu, Ieyasu and Yuki) and one for the IkeVamp boys (Comte, Leo, Arthur, Theo, and Napo) in which the femMC gets involved in a girl fight and she goes 21st c on them? ❤️

Hi, hi, dear! ❤ omw staaaaap ya making me blush😳😳😳 thank you so much for the kind words 🌻Thank you so much for the request! Hehehe I got super excited when I saw this!❤🌻 I think I’m gonna try and focus on HC this week! 🔥🦊Lol also as for the other Ikesen bois... I will post that HC tomorrow or the day after, hope you don’t mind, but I combined it with another pretty similar request! 😊🦋Hope you enjoy this, dear! And I hope you have a super good day! ❤

Headcanon: MC getting in a girl fight! feat; Comte, Leo, Arthur, Theo, and Napo

Comte

You and Comte had been in a relationship for a while now, so you were used to the lavish balls and endless nights spent socialising and dancing with your dearest love (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

Tonight was another one of those occasions

Comte had invited you out to a ball hosted by a dear friend of his, except what he failed to tell you, was that this friend of his was actually a woman

⚆ _ ⚆

Now you were not the type of woman to lose your marbles over Comte having female friends

BUT

This woman was clearly trying to steal your man, right from under your nose (；一_一)

The moment the two of you had arrived at the venue, she was at the door to greet the two of you (◕▿◕✿)

She gave Comte her biggest brightest smile, and when she looked at you he eyes grew dark and her smile turned strained

“and who might this be my dear Comte?” she asked with a forced smile as she looked you up and down (◕⍸ ◕✿)

“Ah my apologies, it seems you have not yet heard the news, this is the love of my life,” Comte gave your cheek a quick kiss as he flashed you a charming smile ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

The hostess of the party was furious, she had, had her eye on Comte since the first day she met him, and now some stranger just swoops in from out of nowhere to steal him away (¬_¬)

UNACCEPTABLE

As the night progressed you and Comte danced and chatted away, you started getting a little thirsty from all the dancing, so you looked up at his golden eyes, “I will be right back, just want to get some water.” 

Before Comte could offer to get some for you, you were already off to the drinks table 

He chuckled as he watched you weave your way through the crowed 

The hostess saw you break away from the crowd and decided that if she were to do something now would be the time.

“Hey you!” the woman yelled as you took a sip of water. “Who do you think you are stealing what is mine.” ╚(ಠ_ಠ)=┐

You looked up at the woman confusion painted on your face, she wasted no time leaning in close and while she dumped a glass of champagne out on top of your head she whispered, “stay away from Comte or else.”

(┛ಠДಠ)┛彡┻━┻

“If you think I am going to stay away from my soulmate, then you have another thing coming.” You glared at the woman threateningly, if she wanted to fight you were ready ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ

The woman blinded by rage, attempted to smack you across the face, little did she know, this wasn’t your first chick fight!

You caught her hand mid-air and pinned it to her back（╯°□°）╯︵( .o.)

The woman then started screaming and tried hitting you with her other hand. 

You simply smiled and kicked her knees until they buckled, pinning her to the floor. (─‿‿─)

Just then Comte came over to see what was happening, as sometime during your argument a crowed had started to form around the two of you ( ⚆ _ ⚆ )

Comte’s eyes widened in surprise to see you sitting on top of the woman as you pinned her arms behind her back in an effort to restrain her

He rushed to your side to see if you were okay, “Ma Cherie, are you unhurt, oh dear your hair is all wet, come let’s get you cleaned up.” (◕▿◕✿)

He gently took your hand in his, smiling at the way you managed to take down the woman without even throwing a punch 

Arthur

So, it is no secret that before meeting you, Arthur had had a few laps around the block, if you catch my drift (~˘▾˘)~

He was an incredibly well-known flirt and well clearly some woman still didn’t take your relationship with the Arthur seriously

They low key thought you were just some one night stand, yet little did they know Arthur was serious about you (°ロ°)☝

The two of you were leisurely strolling through the markets with Vic

(❍ᴥ❍ʋ)

When suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere a beautiful woman appeared and tackled Arthur in a big hug planting a kiss straight on his lips ʘ‿ʘ

This of course had you pissed (눈_눈)

Arthur gently pushed the lady off him and gave you an apologetic smile before turning back to the woman, “Beth, I would like to introduce you to my dearest love, the one who had stolen this old playboys heart.” ಠ‿↼

The woman scoffed slightly at the statement, “Surely this can’t be true Arthur, I give it two weeks with this drab little thing and you will be out on the rebound.” She looked you up and down, disgust clear as day on her face ¬_¬

“Why don’t you ditch this little girl and come and have some fun with me and the girls,” she said with a flirty unfaltering smile (^̮^)

Before Arthur could do anything you pulled the woman away from Arthur and glared daggers at her, “Perhaps you didn’t hear him, he is in a happily committed relationship and if he is in need of a night companion I am more than capable of fulfilling that role, thank you.” your tone was authoritative and slightly possessive ノಠ_ಠノ

Yet the woman continued, “Oh I heard him alright, and I stick by what I said,” she got up real close and personal as she whispered in a taunting tone, “he will leave you within the week sweetheart and come crawling back to me.” (¬‿¬)

You honestly snapped, and before you knew it you punched her smack in the face, her eyes widened in shock and disbelief for a moment, before a dark look closed over her face  (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻

She fought back, and soon the two of you were engaged in a full-blown chick fight  (ง'̀-'́)ง

Some bystanders help Arthur in pulling the two of you apart, “Come, love, she is not worth it.” (▀̿Ĺ̯▀̿ ̿)

Arthur now had you held in a tight hug, restraining your arms from throwing any more punches (σ≧∀≦)σ

Soon the police got wind of the fight and started running to the scene with the intention of catching and locking up all those who was involved in causing the ruckus.

Arthur quickly grabbed your hand and dashed away with you trailing behind him, he ducked into one of the alleyway holding you tight in his arms  ᕕ(╯°□°)ᕗ

“You are quite the little bobcat aren’t you love,” he said while looking down at you wearing the most dashing smiles ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

You let out a loud sigh, “I can’t believe I got into a fight, over a flirt none the lest,” you then started laughing, you really couldn’t believe you got into a fight over your possessiveness of your playboy boyfriend  (◕‿◕✿)

Arthur then burst out laughing at the thought of you being so jealous of the woman and fighting for his honour, “ahaha, I must say Luv your jealous face is, A-DOR-A-BLE.” (づ￣ ³￣)づ

The two of you continued to laugh in the alley over the little incident

Leonardo

You and Leo were out strolling around the streets of Paris helping people, as per usual (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

You were enjoying the relaxing stroll in the summer sun when all of a sudden a woman bumped into you 

She gave you one look up and down and scoffed

As she made her way past you, she whispered in you ear, “filthy commoner.” ◉_◉

Your eyes widened as you looked back and watch her walk-off

Sensing your slight distress Leo squeezed your hand and stole your lips in a quick kiss, “Pay her no mind Cara mia, yes, she clearly is uncomfortable from the stick so far up her butt.” ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

You laugh as the Italian tried to lighten the mood with the phrase you had taught him after encountering a very rude woman at one of Comte’s balls

After a full day of helping people you and Leo were exhausted (*ﾉω-)

The two of you walked back down the familiar road, slowly making your way back to the mansion 

When the smell of coffee filled your senses

You smiled over at Leo who also caught a whiff of the delicious hot drink, “Would you like one, Cara mia,” you smiled and nodded finding a park bench to sit on, to rest for a moment (◕‿◕✿)

That is when the rude lady from before stormed up to you

“Found you, you thieving street rat,” you looked at the woman super confused ಠ▃ಠ

“Thought you could steal my brooch and get away with it,” you were now even more confused, but the woman was not backing down getting even closer to your face and spitting out more accusations ლಠ益ಠ)ლ

“Ooooh if you didn’t steal it then what is that?” she said pointing to a small brooch of a butterfly that Leo had gifted you a while back.

“Give it back, and i’ll forget this little incident ever happened” she said in a matter of fact tone as she folded her arms (¬_¬)

You covered the brooch with your hand and thought for a moment, “No this was a gift from my Compagno, it is not my fault you were careless with your belongings” you said meeting her challenging gaze (¬_¬)

That is when the woman reached out and decided to take the brooch by force

Of course things escalated, and you were now in a full-blown fight with the woman (=ﾟωﾟ)つ)ﾟ∀ﾟ)

Leo spotted the two of you fighting and his eyes widened in shock, he paid for the coffee’s and strolled up to where you were fighting (ʘᗩʘ')

He contemplated helping you for a minute but then decided to let you handle the situation on your own, as you were a “strong independent woman.” ｡◕‿‿◕｡

And strong and independent you definitely were, it took no time at all for you to end the fight and come out victorious 

You dusted off your hands and looked at the woman who was now being held back by a companion of her own. The man looked at you apologetically for his partner’s behaviour and accusations, to which you just gave a simple shrug ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

“brava cara mia,” Leo said with a lazy smile as he handed you your coffee

The two of you continued your leisurely walk home, as you told Leo about the few fights you had gotten into back in the future 

Theodorus

The two of you were out in the bar as per usual after a long days work at the art gallery 

Theo was rather popular among the woman of the bar ಠ_ಠ

Well who wouldn’t be with a wingman like Arthur

The two of you liked each other, yet neither of you had confessed your feeling for each other yet 

So in the eyes of the woman at the bar he was a free man (▀̿Ĺ̯▀̿ ̿)

“Oi Theo, watch my drink ill be right back, just need to quickly run to the ladies room.” ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

It wasn’t even two-seconds after your departure, that a woman stole your seat and decided to pounce on the rugged man

Theo being Theo, ignored the woman but when she refused to leave he decided to say something, “If you haven’t noticed mutt that seat is taken,” he glared daggers at the woman as his frown deepened ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

“Tsk just what was taking his hondjie so long” (；一_一)

You returned from the bathroom to see a woman laughing and touching Theo’s hand, honestly you were gonna kill that woman and then you were ganna kill Theo ಠ_ಠ

“well well what have we here, I’m gone for a minute, and you already replaced me with a new drinking partner (¬_¬)

The woman turned around and looked at you, you could tell by the redness of her eyes that she was obviously drunk

You reach past her to grab your drink

Thinking this was an attack the woman punched you in the stomach, “bad move” you said gritting your teeth from the pain ╚(ಠ_ಠ)=┐

You then pulled her by the shoulder until she was successful of your seat, not giving up the woman grabbed a glass intending to break it over your head. ｏ(メ・・)=日☆

Luckily for your quick reflexes, you dodged the attack with ease, but the small squabble had now turned into a full-blown brawl.

You were going 21st century on her ass. (*＇Д＇)ﾉｼ)ﾟﾛﾟ)

Things got so heated that Theo had to pull the two of you apart and hold you back, thankfully the bartender helped Theo by grabbing hold of the woman. ( ⚆ _ ⚆ )

Theo carried you out the bar like a sack of potatoes, “Geez what are you hondjie, some kind of a junkyard dog.” Although his tone was harsh, he was wearing a big smirk  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Definitely low key impressed him that you could hold your own in a fight

Napoleon

You and Napoleon were out teaching the street kids how to read and write

It was a nice sunny day and during the break you decided to sit on the park bench and soak up some summer sun (◠‿◠✿)

You watched the children play with Napoleon, jumping on his back and swinging on his arms

Quickly losing interest in climbing all over the former French emperor like a jungle gym some of the kids started to play a game of tag

You smiled watching the children run around with a carefree smiles on their faces (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *ヽ(◕ヮ◕ヽ)

Just then a noble lady came strolling down the street, most likely on her way to some or other fancy boutique (͡ ͡° ͜ つ ͡͡°)

Immersed in the game of tag, a small little girl, ran straight into the woman. 

Big doe eyes stared up at the noble lady as the little girl started apologising profusely.  (｡◕‿◕｡)

The noble lady however wore an incredibly displeased frown on her face, “Why you filthy little street rat, have you any idea who I am.” ಠ_ಠ

The woman than griped her umbrella tightly and swang it back, “Clearly a lashing is in order to compensate for your filthy little hands ruining my expensive dress.”  (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻

You ran as fast as your feet could carry you, you made it just on time to catch the umbrella before it struck the child, “Why don’t you pick on someone your own size you prissy little missy” you said with a dangerous smile ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪

“Don’t threaten me you, you disgusting peasant, perhaps I shall teach the both of you a lesson you won’t soon forget,” the woman let go of the umbrella and swang her fist toward your face 

Thankfully you had been spending most of your time with Napoleon an excellent boyfriend and an even better fighter 

After weeks of nagging he finally gave you some self-defence classes, even teaching you how to wield a sword

You easily dodged her every attempt to hit you, taunting her every time she failed to land a punch (pﾟﾛﾟ)==p)`д)

Just than you heard Napo call out your name, you turned your attention to him for a second, giving the woman the perfect opening to land a punch

She kicked your knees causing you to go down, as you fell you grabbed hold of the woman pulling her down with you

As the two of you rolled around on the ground, you gave this woman a 21st-century beat down, one which she would never forget. 

（╯°□°）╯︵( .o.)

The children stated to circle the two of you, cheering you on (≧∇≦*)

Napoleon legit sprinted to your side and watched you beat down the prissy noble, he honestly had no words

He simply watched as you pinned her down and pushed her face in the dirt, “Yield” you simply said giving the woman an out to the fight. 

Yet she remained silent trying her hardest to struggle in your grasp, “Yield and apologise to the little girl for the way you treated her.” (≖︿≖✿)

Eventually the woman relented, “Fine, I yield.” You loosened your grip slightly wearing a smug smile, “and aren’t you forgetting something.”

The noble lady stood up with a huff and dusted herself off, she apologised under her breath and limped off  (T＿T)

Napoleon looked at you with a stern expression, “what was this all about nunuche” Before you could explain the little girl ran and tackled you in a hug “Merci for protecting me” (｡◕‿◕｡)

Napoleon watched the girl hug you and started laughing, “I’m glad to see the self-defence classes paid off,” he ruffled your hair and gave you a big smile, “Good job giving that woman a-, what do you call it again-, ah yes… a twenty-first century smackdown.”(｡◕‿◕｡)

I hope you enjoyed this, dear! And thanks again for the request! 🦋🌻🌈

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Hi there! I hope you don’t mind me asking you this but how would the warlords react to Reader with super strength? I myself have made headcanons on that before but I’m interested to know your take on it :3 If all the warlords is too much I’d like Nobunaga, Masamune, Ieyasu, Sasuke, and Mitsuhide plz :3

Hello! Sorry this took a long time. My brain decided that it should be real sad girl hours but I’m back on track! Yay! :D. Anybody who has requests, I have read them and am working on it! This was super fun to write. We love an mc who drinks their daily glass of strong juice.

Nobunaga: When he cupped your face and asked you to be his sake cup you were having none of it. You grabbed him by the waist and hoist him up effortlessly, making his eyes widen and his body stiff with shock. “You might think you’re tough but think twice before messing with me.” you say menacingly as you lower him back down. “Huh, I’m impressed by your ability to lift me up. Can you demonstrate your strength?” he’d say, intrigued as he pointed to a heavy vase that took two of his men to carry in. Of course you could easily pick it up like it was Tupperware. Probably from then on would respect you and your strength a lot more. “That settles it. You’ll be going to war with me because you are my lucky charm AND can fight off any strong warrior with your bare hands.”

Masamune: For an upcoming banquet you were helping Masamune set up and prepare. Normally it took two or more men to carry the heavy tables and set them in the room so he is SHOOK when you’re holding up the table over your head with one hand like it’s nothing. “Where should I set this down at?” It took Masamune a few seconds to come to his senses bc he’s in awe with your strength and starstruck. Would ask you to flex your biceps so he could feel the power in your muscles and compliment your strength. Would hold competitions with you in arm wrestling (which you win 100%) and other tests of strength for fun. Brags how you can take on anyone in a fight and laughs so hard when jaws drop as you break a whole table with one swift downward kick. Feels safe and more assured that you can take on physical challenges and stay alive in their turbulent, warring world.

Ieyasu: When he said “I don’t have time for weaklings like you” unprovoked after you had a stressful first day in this 1500s castle that you were transported to from your future life, you HAD IT. You spun around and kicked the wooden pillar right next to him so hard that it broke all the way through, shaking him to his core. “Did that change your mind about calling me a weakling?”. After you apologized to Nobunaga and patched the pillar back up, Ieyasu walked up with a red face and asked if your leg was okay because how can your leg NOT be broken after splitting a pillar with it. He was amazed to find that only a slight bruise was on your leg. He apologized for talking down to you, which prompted you to smile and hug him, picking him up and spinning him as he screeched for you to put him down. From then on he’d still be in awe and secretly feel jealous/admiration of your physical strength while he still feels weak. Would keep checking on you after you do things that would normally break or tear up a normal human body because he’s still worried about your physical health no matter what. You are a special case in his medical files.

Sasuke: He heard about you on the news in the modern world, but never expected you to travel back in time with him. As he was trying to gracefully climb down the ceiling tile to talk to you in your room, his hand slipped, making him almost fall if it wasn’t for you catching him mid air and carrying him princess style with ease. After thanking you he asked you how you’ve been handling things there and when you said how awkward it is when the warlords freak out when you pick up heavy objects with ease. You both decided it’d be best to leave before arousing suspicions and go to his side. You both became the Strength and Stealth pair. Finds it amazing and kinda hot that you can just shove a fully grown tree to fall in the path of enemies chasing you guys.

Mitsuhide: As he was walking around Azuichi to hear about any conspiracies, he saw you go towards the outskirts where there were no people and mostly trees. “What is that little mouse doing?” He followed you until he saw you stop to see a fallen tree that a fox was trapped under. As he saw you crouch he thought how foolish you were to think you could budge such a huge tree but then he saw you pull your arms back and with one swift shove the tree rolled several feet away, allowing the fox to wiggle out and run off. “So the little mouse is really a little dragon?” You screeched with surprise at his voice and tried to explain how you like to go on nature walks alone which your super strength made it safer. “Although I applaud your physical strength, a blade or a bullet does not care for such things, they will pierce you no matter what.” Will help you harness your physical strength for self defense against armed attackers but also tease you about your strength, causing you to wrap your arms around him and make him take it back OR ELSE >:D