#Tamura Megohime

[incandescentia]

about // megohime (a.k.a aika)

Love is a rebellious bird that none can tame. And it is quite in vain that one calls it, if it suits it to refuse; nothing to be done, threat or plea.

BASICS.

Name: Date (née Tamura) Megohime (伊達愛姫) / Tamura Aika (田村愛歌) Other names: Yoshihime (alt. reading of her name in kanji), Tamura Gozen (田村御前), Yōtokuin (陽徳院) Meaning: "Love", but in Tohoku dialect it means "cute" or "adorable" (megoi / mengoi) Nickname: Mego, Aika, Ai Age: 21 Place of Birth: Sendai, Miyagi Prefecture (present) / Miharu Castle, Mutsu Province (past life) Date of Birth: 19 April 20XX Zodiac: Aries (Western) / Dragon (Eastern, past life) Gender: Female Bloodtype: A Ethnicity: Japanese Species: Human (reincarnated) Occupation: Politician, noblewoman / college student, businesswoman, aspiring writer.

APPEARANCE.

Hair: Black Eyes: Cerulean blue Skin: Fair-skinned Height: 167 centimeters Weight: 56 kilograms CV: Ishikawa Yui (JP) | Erica Mendez (EN)

FAMILY.

Father: Tamura Kiyoaki Mother: Souma Okita Spouse*: Date Masamune Children*: Irohahime & Tadamune *only applies in her past life, not in the present time.

PERSONALITY.

Likes: Soft-serve ice cream, tiramisu/blackforest cake, coffee, perfume, classical music, handicraft, Chinese classics/literature, mystery & fantasy novels. Dislikes: Bad hair day, being restrained, hot summers, awful plot twists, dad jokes, horror movies (it's different from novels...) Alignment: Neutral Good MBTI: ENTJ Pronouns: Watashi/Watakushi (私) | Anata (あなた) Positive traits: Ambitious, well-mannered, dedicated, hard-working, altruistic Negative traits: Selfish, overthinker, prideful, stubborn, sharp-tongued. Tropes: Girly Bruiser, Flower Motifs (Hydrangea), Lady of War, Lovable Alpha Bitch, Ojou, Parasol of Pain/Prettiness, Politically Active Princess, Spirited Young Lady, Spoiled Sweet, True Blue Femininity, Tsundere.

STATS.

Strength: 4/10 Endurance: 5/10 Speed: 7/10 Tactical Acumen: 9/10 Combat Skills: 6/10 Armament(s): Tachi ( Shiratsuyu/Byakuro; 白露 ), tantou ( Yūgiri; 夕霧 ) Abilities:

Enhanced Human Stamina ( based on training )

Hand-to-Hand Combat ( based on Aikido & Judo, utilizing both striking and grappling techniques )

Weapon Proficiency ( katana )

Ballet Dancing

Diplomacy Skills

Ice Elemental

BLURB.

The scioness of the Tamura family, a modern aristocrat family with a strong influence over the Tohoku region that dominated its local culinary business (the gyutan). Being an only child, she has a spoiled temperament but was also taught the values of altruism & fairness by her parents. Currently, she was sent by her family to pursue higher education over a top private university in Tokyo. She recently claims to have odd visions related to her past life within her dreams, but has yet to tell anyone else about it... except some seers she's been seeing in secret.

PAST LIFE (HISTORICAL BASED).

In her previous life, Aika is known as Megohime (lit. Princess/Lady Mego) — also known as Yoshihime, Tamura Gozen, and later in life, Yotokuin. Born from the aristocrat Tamura clan that claimed ancestry from the famed general Sakanoue no Tamuramaro, she was the lawful spouse of the daimyo of Oshu, Date Masamune. They were officially betrothed when she was merely 12 years of age. However, their marriage was briefly strained for a moment when her husband suspected her family members for treason, & her attendants (including her wet nurse and handmaidens) were executed following this event. Against all odds, their relationship went better in time & she ended up bearing him 4 children, including their eldest daughter Iroha & their official heir, Tadamune. Additionally, Megohime became one of Masamune's most trusted diplomats & confidant when she was sent as a political hostage in Kyoto during his servitude to the Toyotomi clan. When the land was finally united under the banner of Tokugawa shogunate, she lived a comfortable life in Oshu alongside her family members & outlived her husband until 86 years of age. It is also known that Megohime was also the who gave the will to restore her clan to one of her grandsons, namely Tamura Muneyoshi, the third son of Tadamune.

VERSES (WIP).

Sengoku jidai (past life); the default verse where the past life of Aika as lady Mego of Tamura clan is explored (her character tag will be under the name Megohime instead). This verse can be set in various Sengoku period-based settings, mainly general Japanese history based but Sengoku Basara is a prominent universe where this interpretation will be defaulted into that verse instead. By default, she will be somehow connected (in various ways) to her husband, Date Masamune.* *for actual shipping purposes, feel free to throw in a discussion with me first before you want to rp this out. Modern/default verse; the other default verse used in most interaction, where Megohime lives her life as a normal human as her current incarnation Aika going through her usual routine as a college student in Tokyo. She also has her own anonymous story writing blog where she maintains it weekly. May or may not have her past life being brought up. This verse also includes the Gakuen/High school AU verse. Touken Ranbu; Aika's life goes similarly to her general backstory, but in this timeline, she was directly appointed by the government to become a saniwa sage in order to stop the crimes of Time Retrograde Army. Due to her past memories as a prominent figure of the Date clan, Aika holds a special connection with the Dategumi swords. Fate universe; As a servant, this is exclusively set in Grand Order continuation only (as Megohime usually cannot be summoned in a 'normal' sense). Tamura Aika and Megohime are the same person where she can be summoned as a Saber-class servant in Chaldea, inexplicably wielding the Kagehide blade. However, due to her human origins, her parameters are rather low & more akin to a Caster-class servant. In order to somewhat mitigate this, she was imbued by a small amount of blessing from Zennyo Ryuou, a dragon goddess who carried out her wish to become empowered as a heroic spirit. Her stat is as following: STR: C / Endurance: D / Agility: B / Mana: C / Luck: A+ She possesses the class skills of: Magic Resistance (D) and Riding (B) Her Noble Phantasm is the Rainbow Dragon (虹竜): Love is the Capricious Dragoness that Nobody Can Tame / B-rank / Anti-army Noble Phantasm

[drazudrazz]

My design of a Mego with a more FGO twist to it! 

Short overview:

Megohime, born of the dying Tamura clan, is a dignified, self-respecting  woman, raised as the pride of her family. For the Tamura, spirit seeing eyes and pink hair is fairly common, but a full head of pink has gotten rarer over the generations.  the color itself is believed to indicate a stronger connection to their demon slaying ancestor, Sakanoue no Tamuramaro. 

She's the undisputed Lady of the House next to her Lord husband, with sharpness and care in her doting nature that can be described a mother falcon's talons. She can be forthright or gentle with her words, able to read the situation easily. Years beside Masamune means she knows exactly how her love, her monster, operates.

[grapeeuphoria]

Gakuen Kita and Megohime + MasaMego stuff

[sillygoosearts]

BASARA screenshot redraws with friend OCs

1. Ayahime - @shelternmberone

2. Haru - @azuumori

3. Tamura Megohime - @drazudrazz

4. Koinouchi Tomoe - @shelternmberone

5. Manase Rion - @vengrych

6. Kushihashi Teru - @brookie4cookies

7. Ishida Masazumi - @vengrych

[fidelitysms-blog]

“Something I hate? Easy! My husband! Being married is the worst.”

[samurailoveballadhistory]

I guess there's these two different versions of the Tamura clan kamon because the second one (of the ichinoseki myōga) probably came in Sengoku period being made to resemble a little the Date kamon, since Megohime (Tamura Kiyoaki's daughter) married Masamune or because one of their sons (of Masamune and Megohime) took up the Tamura surname later, but alas, this is like 100% assumption of my part. What do you think?

Having multiple kamon in the family is a common occurrence. The Tamura having multiple variations of the kamon could just be that the new head of the family wants to distinguish himself from his ancestors. According to some sites, some shoguns down the generations had very-slightly-altered variations of the Tokugawa aoimon.  

Ichinoseki is relevant to the Date. When Date Tadamune’s son “revived” the family name and was renamed as Tamura Muneyoshi, he eventually moved out to Ichinoseki and was given control over the territory. This clan is known as the “Ichinoseki Tamura”, so maybe that’s when the new design was made.  

Still, this doesn’t automatically mean that the new design has to be relevant to the Date. It’s really hard to tell why the design looks the way that it looks, unless explicitly stated. Maybe it’s just me, but I thought the new leaf shape somewhat looks like Hideyoshi’s personal variation of the kirimon, the Taikōgiri, so I had assumed it was just a commonly-used design motif. But it’s also very probable that it is related to the Date bamboo mon. I don’t know.

[mutsu-province]

Wager

Title: Wager Fandom: Samurai Love Ballad: Party/Tenka Touitsu Koi no Ran: Love Ballad Pairing: Date Masamune x MC Rating: PG-13 Era: Modern Day Word Count (MS Word): 3,959

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才子佳人　（さいしかじん） [saishikajin]

(n) well-matched pair 

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"You should totally meet my cousin."

Anyone who heard such a statement would have been puzzled as to why one had to mention one’s relative who was not present at that very moment, but given that her situation had been rather odd as well, she should not have been surprised.

It was stupid, really, on how it all began.

After living in the Ancient Capital her whole life, the moment the opportunity presented itself for her to be able to study in the East Capital, she seized it and never looked back. Sure, she got a bit homesick at times, but more importantly, she had her freedom.

It was not known to all that she was from an old samurai clan, and a conservative one at that.

Which meant that everything she did was scrutinized, from the way she dressed to where she studied. As such, she went to one of the few 'Super Science High Schools' in the country from elementary until high school, and her family, albeit reluctantly to allow her to pursue higher education, expected her to go to the equally elite Kyoto University, if only to keep an eye on her.

Instead, she opted to enroll at the University of Tokyo, specifically, to a course that she had been interested in ever since she could read a book: the Liberal Arts, with her specialization being Japanese history. Ironic, as she had been subjected to math and science most of her life, only for her to pursue a degree in the arts.

Not that her family had been against it, but they were rather disappointed that she was going to university when she could have simply gone through a marriage meeting in order to get married soon after her high school graduation.

The last thing she wanted was to become a pawn to her family, which was why she opted to be as physically distant from them as she could possibly achieve. It was by pure luck that she managed to get a scholarship for the famed TouDai, and with her situated in Tokyo, that meant less meddling.

Sure, it made year-end family gatherings a little bit awkward, but it was on them, not her. She had no desire to follow their wishes; she did so once, just to please them, but it made her miserable in the end.

Never again would she allow herself to be manipulated.

Pushing aside any thought of her estranged family, she asked, "... Excuse me?"

The other person grinned before chuckling. "Oh, sorry about that. Just that… you remind me of my cousin. He's pretty knowledgeable about history too, and would probably appreciate seeing the famed Red Gate with his own eyes."

"I… see." she decided not to tell the stranger that the ancestors of her childhood friend had a connection to this Red Gate [1], lest it invited more talk. It wasn’t everyday that some stranger came up to you to discuss about Japanese history, and no matter how much she wanted to stop and chat, it simply wasn’t done upon the first encounter. "Well then, if you'll excuse me…"

"Sorry for the sudden outburst though." The man scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "You a junior?"

She nodded tentatively, which made the man grin. "Nice, I'm a junior too. Komaba Campus, yeah? Guess I'll see you around."

She found herself nodding again before turning away, heading back to the station.

"Itou Narumi!"

She stopped in her tracks and looked back at the man, who was now grinning widely at her. “I’m Itou Narumi.” he repeated. “Nice to meet you.”

Despite her hesitation, she found herself smiling a bit. "Tamura Aki. Nice to meet you."

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While their initial meeting had been rather unusual, she quickly became friends with Narumi. It turned out that happy-go-lucky man was such a people-person that he had made friends with everyone in their year in no time, though curiously, he somehow chose to spend most of his time with her whenever possible. Of course, that brought about rumors regarding their relationship being more than friends, but he had been quick to tell her that she was, in his opinion, better off with his cousin.

As to who that cousin was, she had no clue, other than said cousin did not reside in Tokyo, and was a year older than both of them. When she pressed her classmate for more details about this cousin of his, all he did was smirk.

“In due time, my friend. In due time.” the words sounded ominous, but to her, it was simply typical of master showman Itou Narumi to keep people in suspense.

Which was why she was now in a Shinkansen bound for Sendai in Miyagi Prefecture as soon as her summer break started; her original plan was to attend the Sendai Tanabata, held yearly during the 6th until the 8th of August, but somehow, somehow, Narumi had managed to convince her to make changes to her plan and, instead, head over to Sendai a few days before the start of the festival. She protested over the lack of funds; the cost of a Shinkansen ticket was no joke, nor were the hotel prices. A yearly event like Sendai Tanabata surely meant that the cost of the lodging would skyrocket, but her friend told her that she did not have to worry too much about her lodging. Rather, she could stay over at his family’s place in Sendai, which she had declined initially until he pestered her to simply accept her blessings. In the end, she reluctantly accepted the offer, though making a mental note to simply go back to Tokyo just in case the arrangements did not fall through and took a turn for the worst.

“Oh, and if you didn’t know, the place’s actually very near Zuihoden; you can be there as soon as it opens at 9.”

And that was how she fell for the scheme, hook, line, and sinker.

While most of the people she knew had known about her interest in history, what they were not aware of was that she was one of them, namely, a rekijo.

Calling her a ‘female history buff’ was still too kind; rather, she was obsessed with simply one man who made his mark in history.

While she did not go to the extremes of living, speaking, and breathing anything related to pre-Edo period, the way she was obsessed with learning and reading about her favorite warlord was another story. Every new book and magazine that featured him, without fail, she would buy it and read it, even if the information on said book had been something that she already knew. After all, she knew she wouldn’t be able to forgive herself if she overlooked anything related to him.

As to who her favorite warrior was, it was the One-Eyed Dragon of the North, Date Mutsu no Kami Masamune, the man who founded the city she was to visit.

Upon admitting this tidbit to her new friend and explaining why she was going to all three days of Sendai Tanabata, a smile that she could only describe as ‘scheming’ made its way to Narumi’s face before saying, “... I see. Well then, your Sendai trip should be interesting, yeah? Why not stay longer? I’m sure my cousin wouldn’t mind entertaining you.”

If it was only possible to cancel the trip, but the history buff in her was screaming at her not to, and to even take this as an opportunity to have the best Tanabata experience possible. She was never one to join festivals, especially since it was always humid in the summer. Besides that, she always had a part-time job lined up for a few weeks during summer vacation as she had bills to pay and money to save up. It took her two long years to save up for this trip, and she would rather not let the moment pass her by.

… That, and it would be totally embarrassing if she cancelled out on her friend, who had actually managed to convince his cousin to tour them around Sendai and the spots around the prefecture. Narumi, it turned out, had gotten the same cousin to agree to house her for the duration of her stay, and for free. When she asked why she had to stay at a total stranger’s place instead of his family home, it was then he told her that while he had been born in Miyagi Prefecture, he and his family moved to Hokkaido and settled at Date City. [2]

To her own embarrassment and shame, she then couldn’t help but quiz him about the city he grew up in, as it was related to the Date clan. Thankfully, her friend was more than happy to tell her about the history of the place.

“Honestly, you’re the only one I know who actually wanted to hear about where I grew up. Mention ‘Hokkaido’, and everyone just assumes that you’re from Sapporo.”

She shrugged. “I’ve read about Date City and didn’t want to assume, so I thought it would be better to ask you directly instead of making my own conclusions.”

He nodded solemnly. “You’re awesome as always, Acchan!”

While, at first, she was not very fond of the nickname, she realized that Narumi-kun didn’t call her by that to make fun of her. Growing up, a majority of people made fun of her and her name, mockingly calling her ‘Megohime’ whenever she starts blabbering about Sengoku Period history related to her favorite warlord or when they find out the characters to her name.

“No wonder you’re so fond of that warlord; you’ve even named yourself after his wife! Just how obsessed are you, really?” [3]

For the most part, people assumed that her name was her alias when, in fact, it was her real name. Narumi, to her own surprise, asked her how her name was read, even after seeing the way she wrote it.

Now that she thought about it, Narumi was truly a nice guy; at first, it seemed really suspicious as to why he would go out of his way to be so nice to her, even if they became friends recently. 

Then again, he's always been like that to everyone.

Quickly relieving herself of distracting thoughts, she began to reread the list of places she would like to visit while she was in Tohoku. Now was her chance to truly visit the place she had always dreamed of; the very region her favorite warlord had ruled… just thinking about it was enough to make her want to scream in happiness.

She reached her destination a little before noon, and immediately after exiting the Shinkansen, the university student took a photo of the sign that indicated the station name, trying her best not to either burst into tears or simply scream.

She still could hardly believe the fact that she was finally here.

In Sendai.

“Don’t you start breaking down on me here.”

She hardly had any time to gasp as soon as she realized that Itou Narumi was now walking towards her, and had went out of his way to pay the platform ticket [4] just to see her.

“Why are you even here?!” she could barely keep her surprise down.

“Been messaging you for ten minutes. Guess you were too giddy to reply back? We’re not even at the castle ruins yet!” upon hearing his teasing, her face flamed, knowing that he spoke the truth.

Unable to counter what he had said, she proceeded to hit him on the arm, prompting him to yelp in surprise and in shock.

“... Come on, let’s just go okay. I bet your cousin’s waiting for us.” with that, she began walking towards the exit, eager to begin her exploration of the region.

With her back turned, she missed the calculating smirk on her friend’s face.

“Yes, he’s so looking forward to meeting you.”

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If only publicly throttling and assaulting his cousin wasn’t a crime, he would have done so as soon as Shigezane made it out of the ticket gates.

Despite being younger by a year old, his now soon-to-be disowned cousin was such a sleaze that he could not believe he got outsmarted by this… this… schemer.

Date Masamune being uncomfortable with women was the biggest understatement of the year within his family, and the fact that there was a woman trailing behind Shigezane was the biggest indicator that this happened to be the very person he had to take care of during her entire stay in Sendai.

Inwardly, he cringed, irritated at the fact that he assumed that the ‘buddy’ Shigezane mentioned over at LINE was male. While he wanted to blame the other man for the situation he was currently in, Masamune knew that the burden fell to him to confirm all the details. He had been so busy lately that it was highly likely that he overlooked the messages. That, or Shigezane seemed to have been intentionally been vague and rather pushy that he had no other choice but to agree just to get him to stop spamming their LINE chat.

Typical of Shigezane to use his so-called “persuasion skills” to force the other person to simply give in.

Resisting the urge to roll both of his eyes, he sized up the person who was to be his house guest for the next few days.

Surprisingly, up close, she was a rather small thing, the top of her head barely reaching his cousin’s chin. While he was no fashion expert, even from his good left eye, he noticed that her hairstyle reminded him of how women from the Heian Period, who kept it very long, but the hair on the sides of her cheeks were cut short.

… Not that she had a face similar to the Heian Period women depicted on those scrolls.

She looked… well, she was definitely a looker in that blue-green summer dress and short-sleeved cardigan, if he had to admit it. With eyes the color of ruby and her burgundy locks cascading just above the middle of her back, Shigezane’s… whoever she was, she was guaranteed to catch a man’s attention, himself included, even though he was no good in dealing with her kind.

She had seemed rather soft-spoken when she bowed at Kojuro after Shigezane did the introductions. To his surprise, she seemed to refer to his cousin by a different name, one that he couldn't quite catch.

Before he could ponder on it further, Shigezane interrupted his thoughts.

“Masa! Sorry for the wait! My buddy’s here now!” it was hard to miss the cheeky grin on his cousin’s face. “She spent her time on the platform taking photos of the ‘Sendai Station’ signboard like a tourist!”

He also did not miss the glare she aimed at her cousin, who was either oblivious or was simply ignoring her anger.

Inwardly, he shook his head and sighed, knowing that since he had to honor his promise, he might as well steel himself for the upcoming chaos.

“I’m Masamune.” he said, bowing at the girl.

Curiously, her face lit up. “ ‘Masamune’? Is your name written the same way as — ”

For some reason, he felt annoyed upon hearing where her query was going. While he was aware that there were many ways to write the name, still, hearing it from her was enough to stir something in him other than indifference.

“Yes, I write my name the same way as the Date Masamune.” [5] he said curtly, not wanting to explain further.

Like his more famous ancestor before him, he was named thus, which he thought was not a bad thing… though it got annoying when even his right eye had somehow tried to imitate the first lord of the Sendai Domain. While the issue with his eye was not due to smallpox, he felt uncomfortable about it, which was why he chose to cover his affected eye with part of his hair and, at times, a medical eyepatch.

To his surprise, a smile made its way to her face. “That is such a cool name. Nice to meet you, I’m Aki.”

He ignored the way his chest warmed upon seeing her smile. “Let’s head out before we run out of parking space at the museum.” Masamune found himself saying before turning around to head for the parking lot.

“Museum? Seriously? Her first time in Sendai, and you’re thinking of bringing her to the museum?” came Shigezane’s unfiltered commentary. “That’s boring and you know it!”

“Got any better ideas?” Kojuro asked curtly, sounding rather exasperated that the carefully planned schedule was being challenged by the very person who asked for a favor.

“I don’t mind going to the museum.” Aki said, seemingly sensing the tension in the air. “I think it’d be great to learn more about Sendai! I mean, we are off to Sendai City Museum [6], right?”

“We are.” Kojuro confirmed. “I trust that you don’t object to that, Tamura-san?”

“Of course not.” he heard her say in affirmation. “I’d love to see the history of this city! Anything goes, really!”

Despite his misgivings about this woman, he found himself admiring her, if only just a little. They’ve only met, after all, and who knows what kind of woman she really was underneath all the politeness. His own mother had been loving and kind until she found out about the condition of his right eye; despite modern-day explanations that there was nothing wrong with it, she clung to old-fashioned beliefs that he had been cursed by their ancestors.

… Now’s not the time to think about that.

He needed a change of pace and a change of scenery; he was on his final year in the university, and had been pushing himself too hard. Upon the advice of Kojuro, he decided to actively join the festivities for this year’s Tanabata. As heir of the Date clan, he had been tasked by his father to tour a group of tourists from overseas around Zuihoden, his famous namesake’s mausoleum complex [7]; while he was uncomfortable with public speaking, he knew he had to overcome this. Someday, he would be giving out lectures about his family to the general public, and the sooner he became more comfortable with his clan duties, the better.

“Are you all done talking? Let’s get moving.” upon looking back to see if everyone was following suit, he noticed that she was carrying her backpack and pulling along her rather large-sized suitcase. Upon seeing the sight, he found himself frowning.

Walking over to her, he said, “Give me that.”

“I’m fine—” just when she was about to protest, he cut her off and grabbed the trolley handle of her suitcase. “Uhhh…”

“Forgive my cousin for forgetting that he is supposed to be a gentleman and should be carrying your stuff for you.” Masamune then directed a glare at his cousin, who at least looked a bit less smug after getting called out for his mistake. “Your backpack, if you don’t mind.”

“I’m good.” she said, shaking her head. “I can carry this at least.”

“Very well. Let’s stop wasting time here.” pulling her roller suitcase behind him, he began to head for the rooftop parking.

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Shigezane found himself smirking as soon as his cousin’s back was turned. Beside him, Kojuro was frozen on the spot, unable to process what he had just seen.

Not that he could blame him; Katakura Kojuro served as Masamune’s guardian and mentor since childhood, and knew very well that Masamune could not abide women. And yet, the heir to their clan had been cordial, polite even, and to a woman he had only met for the first time. There was still some awkwardness to the way Masa conducted himself towards Acchan, but that was a start at least.

“... Is this what you meant when you said you’d be going home for the summer holidays?” Kojuro asked in a soft voice as both of them followed the two from a distance. “I was surprised to hear that you wanted to visit Sendai in summer, when we all know that you’d rather go back to Hokkaido and escape the summer heat in Tokyo.”

Instead of denying it, Shigezane figured that he might as well spill the beans to the older man. After all, his plan of setting up his cousin and his new friend wouldn’t go as planned if Kojuro kept trailing after Masamune like a mother hen.

“You’d never believe me on this, but Tamura Aki is the perfect girl for Masa!”

As expected, Kojuro sighed in exasperation. “... Are you serious?”

It was his turn to sigh in exasperation. “Why wouldn’t I be serious about this?”

“You manipulated her into going here just to meet Masamune-sama?!” Kojuro asked, irritation evident in his voice. “That is low, even for you.”

It was his turn to get angry at the accusation. “Excuse me, but Acchan wanted to attend the Sendai Tanabata; all I did was steer her to Masa’s direction. Wouldn’t it be great if they get along?!”

“This is highly inappropriate—”

“Oh please, Kojuro, we both know that deep within your heart, you want him settled with a good woman and take care of his babies in the future like a doting grandma.” for the second time that day, he ignored the glare aimed at him, though he grinned widely at the embarrassed flush that made its way to the man’s cheeks. “Just your luck, she’s perfect for him.”

When even his childhood guardian did not look convinced, he added, “She doesn’t know anything about the clan, nor our families.”

“You both are from TouDai, are you not? How does she not know?”

“I never told her; I go by ‘Itou Narumi’ [8] in school, and she doesn’t suspect that we’re related to the Date clan of the old Sendai Domain.”

At this, Kojuro simply shook his head, as if to give up trying to process whatever it was that he was saying; which meant that, for now, it was his victory.

“So please, could you not get in their way, at least, until she and I leave for Tokyo?”

Shigezane knew that Kojuro was torn; it was a gamble, as it was not known at this point if his ward and a strange woman would actually get along. Not to mention, the possibility of her being a gold digger and hurting Masamune was something that the member of the Katakura clan was mulling upon.

Shigezane directed a prayer to his ancestors to, for once, enlighten the old man and allow him to let go of his overprotectiveness towards Masamune, albeit temporarily.

It was on the tip of his tongue to say that Masamune wasn’t as fragile as he thought he was, until Kojuro beat him to it.

“... I will humor you just this once, and will allow your friend to be close to Masamune-sama during her stay here. However, one suspicious move from her, and I send her back to Tokyo, along with you.” Kojuro leveled his gaze at him, and for once, Date Shigezane felt as if he was a toddler again, as the look in the older man’s eyes felt eerily similar to his childhood days whenever he was scolded for getting into trouble.

Still, if the gamble paid off…

“Don’t you worry, old man, you’ll like her.” ignoring the eye twitch in the other man’s eye upon hearing the word ‘old man’, Shigezane grinned. “In no time at all, Masa’s gonna fall in love with her, and you’ll have babies to take care of!”

“... You’d better be right about this, or I’ll never forgive myself.”

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Notes:

[1] Red Gate - called the 'Akamon'. Tokyo University's main Hongo campus used to be the residence of the Maeda clan in Edo (Tokyo).

[2] Date City - located in Hokkaido. Members of the Date-Watari clan (Shigezane's descendants) moved to Hokkaido during the Meiji period. There is a museum in Date city that displays Date Shigezane's armor.

[3] “No wonder you’re so fond of that warlord; you’ve even named yourself after his wife! Just how obsessed are you, really?” - Date Masamune’s legal wife’s name is Megohime (愛姫).

[4] Platform ticket - when you want to see someone off at the train station and want to go past the ticket gates, you'll need a platform ticket to go in.

[5] Date Masamune’s name - It’s written as 政宗. There are actually eleven ways to write the name ‘Masamune’ in different kanji.

[6] Sendai City Museum - as the name implies, it's a museum within the city of Sendai that tells the history of the city. At times, the museum displays rare items related to Date Masamune or to the Date clan.

[7] Zuihoden - mausoleum complex where Date Masamune is buried.

[8] Itou Narumi - Date Shigezane’s name (伊達成実) can also be read as such, as shown in the game’s event story.

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Welp, I started writing for Date Masamune too.

First fanfic for him, and I was bold enough to even try a modern-day AU setting; I guess this is what happens when you keep on visiting Sendai and doing fanfic research while you’re there...? I love Sendai a lot though, which is why I keep coming back whenever I get a chance to do so.

I’ve set Masamune’s MC’s name to be Tamura Aki (田村 愛姫), with the kanji for her first name being similar to Megohime’s, though only read differently. I chose the family name ‘Tamura’, as Tamura was the clan that Megohime belonged to before marrying Date Masamune.

Hope you all enjoyed the first chapter!

[ecchi-hime-xiv]

Looking for RP contacts (Mateus)

Meet Megohime Tamura

the basics ––– –

AGE: 26

RACE: Au Ra Raen

GENDER: Female

SEXUALITY: Bisexual

MARITAL STATUS: Single

physical appearance ––– –

HAIR: light brown with blonde highlights

EYES: Red and blue.

HEIGHT: Tall for a female raen

BUILD: Wide hips and ample chest, proportional.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS: The striking difference in eye colors

COMMON ACCESSORIES: Usually none, unless she has to dress up for events.

personal ––– –

PROFESSION: Hime of the Tamura family. As a woman she is not meant to do much apart from marrying for political gain.

HOBBIES: Teasing and picking on her father’s servants as well as her own.

LANGUAGES: Common, as well as light ancient hingan and xaelan.

RESIDENCE: A mansion in Kugane.

BIRTHPLACE: Yanxia.

RELIGION: Kami.

PATRON DEITY: Azim.

FEARS: Having her freedom taken away, an arranged marriage with a man she doesn’t enjoy

relationships ––– -

SPOUSE: None.

Children: None.

PARENTS: Her father, Masamune who is the head of her family. Her mother died after she gave birth to her little brother..

SIBLINGS: A younger brother.

OTHER RELATIVES: None that she has contact with, apart from a hyuran boy her father adopted before her birth. His parents, wealthy merchants her family had good relations with, had been assassinated.

PETS: None. Though she would be interested in owning a pet. definitely the sexual type

traits ––– -

extroverted / introverted / in between.

disorganized / organized / in between.

close minded / open-minded / in between.

calm / anxious / in between.

disagreeable / agreeable / in between.

cautious / reckless / in between.

patient / impatient / in between.

outspoken / reserved / in between.

leader / follower / in between.

empathetic / unemphatic / in between.

optimistic / pessimistic / in between.

traditional / modern / in between.

hard-working / lazy / in between.

cultured / un-cultured / in between.

loyal / disloyal / unknown / in between.

faithful / unfaithful / unknown / in between.

additional information ––– –

SMOKING HABIT: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

DRUGS: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

ALCOHOL: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

RP Hooks:

Having moved to Kugane many years ago the Tamura family has established many good relationships with wealthy merchants and other noble families.

Your character might know about the fair maiden that many a man is too afraid to approach even on their knees.

Megohime enjoys being entertained by shows/theater plays.

She also enjoys shittalking those that are horrible in her opinion.

She frequents the hotsprings to keep her soft skin and because she loves seeing bare skin. (your character might’ve caught her staring at someone?)

Your character might’ve served her family at some point/still does serve them.

Her father has been looking desperately for a suitable teacher to a) teach her the proper manners a lady should have b) expand her horizon a little.

Many, many more hooks. I am also interested in an arranged marriage plot. Please message me, I don’t bite! (Megohime might though) RP wise I do /not/ do violent RPs that will leave my character permanently injured/traumatized/etc... I mostly enjoy slice-of-life RP and smut, though I am extremely picky about the latter! I only RP ingame since outside of the game I simply can’t find the time :c

[salmonthestoryteller]

Ugly-Beautiful

Samurai Warriors Fic

Date Clan Centric

Based on history, SW1, SW2, and SW2: Empires (Where you can play some of the Date Clan, even if they’re mini generic generals.)

Part I: Ugly

Megohime

From the day of her birth, her father had called her ugly. Her mother had told her that several times he’d suggested killing her. He had sons, he had pretty daughters to use in alliance marriages. He didn’t need an ugly daughter.

He never required her presence at banquets or meeting with other fiefs. He didn’t need to be embarrassed by her, he’d say. The rejection cut deeply. In her childhood it filled her with sorrow. In her youth, it filled her with anger. The pain became a thirst for vengeance.

She wasn’t useless, and she would prove it.

Masamune

People always spoke of how beautiful his mother was. How gracefully she moved, eloquently she spoke. In childhood he, too, had been under her spell. Even when she was harsh with him, berated him for the smallest of mistakes. He was the future of the Date. There was no room for mistakes.

Her search for perfection never bothered him, until after the illness took his eye. Suddenly, he was shunned. She couldn’t bear to even look at him. Even what he did well was somehow wrong.

The loss of his eye allowed him to see how ugly his mother was.

Part II: Ambition

Megohime

She was determined to be the best at something. That was what drew her to the library. She would never be pretty, or elegant. She fumbled on the zither. She sang like a toad. Her moves were graceful, and her steps light, but who would watch a dancer they didn’t consider pleasing to look at?

So she read. She read everything she could get her hands on. Histories. Strategies. Poetry. Fiction. Another may have been content simply knowing. But her thirst for vengeance required more. She needed to prove herself. Looking back, perhaps that was where her ambition first started.

Masamune

Only his grandfather understood his ambition. Why did they blind themselves to what was happening in the land? If Oshu was not united, it would fall to the powers of the west or south. Alliances were useless. Alliances fell apart. Loyalty could be bought. There needed to be a single authority. Only then would they be strong enough to fight what was coming.

“Is it necessary?” His father would ask when he requested to go on another campaign.

“Is our survival necessary?” He’d counter.

He always had his way in the end. He supposed that was all that mattered.

Part III: Engagement

Megohime

Her father expected her to object to the engagement. That much was obvious. Her mother protested enough for both of them “That maimed boy.” She would call him.

“That’s why I’m giving him your daughter. He can hardly complain about her ugly face.” Her father would snarl in return.

Her sisters taunted her, but she did not rise to the bait. Her father would never know until too late that he’d given her the opportunity of a lifetime. She’d heard a lot of things about Masamune Date. If she played her cards right, vengeance - and her father’s lands - would be hers.

Masamune

The news of his engagement meant nothing to him. It was just one more ploy by a rival lord to prevent the take over of their land. And it would not work any better.

He went along with his father with neither complaint or promise. Nobody could have suspected then what was to come of the meeting. Except, perhaps, Megohime herself.  Upon meeting her in person, their men hissed he was being insulted and even his father seemed displeased. But her whispered words to him made up his mind on the matter.

“If you want the Tamura lands, I can help.”

Part IV: Cold Victory

Megohime

She’d always wanted revenge. She was certain watching Date’s forces crush her family’s would bring her satisfaction. Having their lands become his, and by extension of their marriage, hers, would be the ultimate victory.

But victory wasn’t as she’d imagined it.

It was a battlefield bathed in blood. It was watching cannons tear holes in the manor she’d once called home. It was the smell of burnt flesh. Watching Masamune plunge ahead of his soldiers, sword slashing, guns blazing, risking life and limb. Watching his soldiers return injured. The sight, and scent, of death. In the end her victory was meaningless and cold.

Masamune

He’d always told his father that someday he’d understand his vision. He was certain that day would be his greatest victory. It did not occur the way he’d imagined it.

Instead, it occured in a peace talk gone wrong. With a hunting trip turned rescue mission. The words he’d longed to hear were not supposed to be his father’s death sentence.

“Masamune, you were right.”  Was not supposed to be followed by, “As your lord, I command you to attack and take no prisoners.”

In the end his victory was a cold one. And it brought him absolutely no joy.

Part V: Home

Megohime

She had a fondness for the manor she’d once called home. Watching it be torn apart by the Date’s cannons had been difficult. But in the end it was just a building to her, and it could be rebuilt.

Masamune’s dedication to Oshu was an altogether different thing. It was affection; dedication. Perhaps even obsession. At first, she couldn’t understand it in the least. It was just a land like any other, wasn’t it?

It happened battle by battle. Little by little. Each field they cultivated. Each marketplace they developed. It became her land too. Her…no, their Home.

Masamune

He dreamed of conquering the land. Of bringing an age of peace and prosperity.  While the dream meant all the land would someday be his, he couldn’t deny that his heart would always be in Oshu.

In vast expanses of snowy white mountains. In autumn fields ripe with an abundant harvest. In the awe-inspiring sight of the endless ocean stretching toward the horizon.

While the conquering of other clans and fiefs was important, developing the land was what brought him the most joy. Watching fields grow and cities prosper. And teaching Megohime to take pride in it as well.

Part VI: Poison

Megohime

It was obvious to her from the start that Masamune’s Mother and Brother were poison. And, while Masamune was not blind to their ill intentions, he endured it as if it were a necessary evil. Every openly callous word, every whispered plot. It was maddening.

“They are who they are.” Masamune would tell her as she seethed over their behaviour. “They’ll never change their minds. And nothing we say or do will ever change their hearts.”

She didn’t give a damn about the duo’s minds or hearts. But if they hurt Masamune, she’d never forgive them. Even if he would.

Masamune

There’d been rumors for months, but he’d hoped common sense would dissuade them from acting rashly. Perhaps in some irrational part of his mind, he had clung to the hope that what he’d told Megohime was wrong. That they would change their minds. That something he did or said could reach their hearts.

That hope was a poison that weakened him. Made him vulnerable. Perhaps that was why the attack still took him by surprise.

Poisoned wine choking him; his castle in flames around him. Only Megohime and Kojuro between him and his potential killers. Ironically, he’d never felt safer.

Part VII: Fight

Megohime

It was after the failed attempt on his life that she first brought it up. In all honesty, she’d thought he’d be open to the idea.

“I want to go to battle with you.”

“Absolutely not.”

It had actually taken her a minute to realize he’d said no. “Why not?”

“It isn’t your place.”

“My place is where you are.”

“Not in battle.”

“Why?”

“You don’t even know how to fight.”

“So teach me.”

“I refuse.”

“You can’t.”

“You’re my wife, I damn well can!”

“We don’t have a marriage! We have a business deal!”

“And who’s idea was that!!”

Masamune

He wasn’t wrong. He told himself that through two days of silent treatment

Kojuro suggested that a woman knowing how to defend herself wasn’t a bad idea on the third day. He called him an imbecile.

On the fifth day, Shigezane told him that a man’s belief that he was in command of his wife only lasted as long as their first fight. He told him he was a moron.

On the seventh day he bought her a gun.

The idea that it was only for defense lasted until she saw it, and he saw the smile that lit her face.

Part VIII: Beautiful

Megohime

Their marriage was an arrangement. To the outside world, it was a clan arrangement. For them it had been a business arrangement. Affection and desire were not supposed to be involved.  She could never pinpoint exactly when she’d crossed that line. When their marriage became more than a convenience.

He could have helped matters. By not smiling so brightly, or speaking of his dreams so passionately.  Hadn’t taken her out, to proudly show her their expanding lands. Hadn’t given into her request to learn to fight. Hadn’t spoiled her so atrociously. Hadn’t been, to her, so amazingly beautiful.

Masamune

By traditional standards, Megohime was not beautiful. His mother had often called his wife ugly, even. Perhaps it was his lack of stock in tradition that had never made him disdain her appearance. In fact, the more time that passed, the more attractive he felt she was.

Personality played a part, no doubt. Megohime was brilliant and learned. Strong and independant. Open-minded about his ties to the foreigners, and just as passionate about developing their land as he was.

He only called her beautiful once. She cuffed him.

He never called her beautiful again, but he still thought it.

December 2010

While I have never shied from OCs, this drabble series was a new venture for me. Megohime was the historical wife of Masamune. I was inspired to attempt to write her as if she were one of the game characters. What her plotline might be if they introduced her kind of thing. I still like the outcome.

[incandescentia]

NAME : Kasuga Renge TITLES : Crimson Lotus NICKNAMES : Renge / Ren / Slug Chick (?) BIRTHDATE : 11th August SPECIES : Human-tennyo hybrid NATIONALITY : Japanese GENDER : Cis female PREFERRED PRONOUNS : She/her ROMANTIC ORIENTATION : Biromantic SEXUAL ORIENTATION : ??? PARENTS : Yamato (father); Yumi (mother, deceased) SIBLINGS : Ayame (younger sister) SIGNIFICANT OTHERS : N/A EYE COLOR(S) : Dark red (carmine) HAIR COLOR(S) : Brown HEIGHT: 165 cm WEIGHT: 58 kgs BODY BUILD : Slim but stacked in some places. Ahem. POTENTIAL FATAL FLAW : Impatient, foolhardy, too honest but strong desire to be liked.

NAME : Tamura Aika / Megohime TITLES : Dragon Lady / Tamura Gozen NICKNAMES : Aika / Ai / Mego / Megocchi BIRTHDATE : 19th April SPECIES : Human NATIONALITY : Japanese GENDER : Cis female PREFERRED PRONOUNS : She/her ROMANTIC ORIENTATION : Demiromantic SEXUAL ORIENTATION : ??? PARENTS : Kiyoaki (father), Kanae (mother) SIBLINGS : N/A SIGNIFICANT OTHERS : Date Masamune (in her past life) EYE COLOR(S) : Cerulean blue HAIR COLOR(S) : Black HEIGHT: 167 cm WEIGHT: 58 kgs BODY BUILD : Slender, lithe, medium build POTENTIAL FATAL FLAW : Selfish, ambitious, critical, sharp-tongued, prideful.

NAME : Ohori Tsuruhime TITLES : Chief Priestess / Heroine of Omishima / Himemiko-sama / Jeanne d'Arc of Japan NICKNAMES : Tsuruhime / Tsuru / Crane Girlie BIRTHDATE : 3rd January SPECIES : Human/divine avatar NATIONALITY : Japanese GENDER : Cis female PREFERRED PRONOUNS : She/her ROMANTIC ORIENTATION : Demisexual SEXUAL ORIENTATION : Demiromantic PARENTS : Yasumochi (father, deceased), Myourin (mother, unknown) SIBLINGS : Yasuoku (brother, deceased), Yasufusa (brother, deceased) SIGNIFICANT OTHERS : Ochi Yasunari (fiancee, deceased) EYE COLOR(S) : Sky blue HAIR COLOR(S) : Platinum white HEIGHT: 170 cm WEIGHT: 59 kgs BODY BUILD : Slender, fit and lean POTENTIAL FATAL FLAW : Self-sacrificing, stoic, defensive.

[drazudrazz]

A dragon and its fangs

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Young mego, present mego and a masamune. I need to clean these up...

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Two small edits I made for the soul. Megohime checking in on her husband, and Nanami simply listening in on Motochika dropping that Tea ™

[grapeeuphoria]

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They be posin...

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Date Megohime!