#Touken ranbu x reader

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Touken Danshi and "I want a baby" meme

I made these a year ago i think idk it was for my TKRB powerpoint

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WORLD-CLASS EMERGENCY – HESHIKIRI HASEBE X READER

Hasebe can do a lot of things. Keeping calm when you're sick is not one of them.

CONTENT.⠀gender-neutral reader, sickfic, fluff, flirting? not sure tbh but saniwa/reader is a menace. I just forgot to cross-post here wwww

divider by cafekitsune | part of Us, in the Sands of Time ficlet collection!

“Hasebe, it’s just a…” you were cut off by a sudden loud sneeze, not exactly fitting with the dignified and graceful persona you’ve crafted for yourself. “Excuse me. It’s just a cold.”

Hasebe huffed. “Absolutely not! I’ve failed you by allowing you to catch such an illness.”

“It’s not—”

“I shall find Shokudaikiri—we must get you something warm to eat. Would you like some tea first? That, I can prepare.”

“Hasebe—” 

“As your faithful servant, I am at your beck and call. This time, I will not fail you—”

“Hasebe!” you snapped, exasperated. As much as you appreciated him fussing over you, it really was not a big deal. Winter was approaching and your body wasn’t quite accustomed to such low temperatures. You’d just forgotten to close the window before you slept last night. With your habit of kicking off the blanket in your sleep, you woke up with a runny nose and a sore throat. You sighed, a fond smile still making its way to your face. “I know you’re worried about me, but really, I’ll be fine. You’re going to get grey hair if you keep stressing like this.”

“But…”

“No buts !” You put your hands on your hips in a mock scolding manner, furrowing your brows for good measure. “Relax! That is an order!”

It was amusing, to say the least, seeing him stand awkwardly—a stark contrast to his usual composure. He looked as though you’d seriously reprimanded him even though it wasn’t your first time lightheartedly nagging him like this. Sure, having a cold was annoying. It distracted you from even the most menial tasks. Not to mention how it was more annoying to only be able to breathe from one nostril. Though you disliked the stuffiness that came with wearing several layers of fabrics, you still (begrudgingly) donned another robe and wrapped a scarf around your neck. It was helping just a bit, but you were wishing summer would come soon.

“Hey, look at me,” you said softly, internally cringing at how nasal you sounded. “I’ll be fine, Hasebe. I promise. So don’t stress too much about me, yeah?” You stepped forward and took his hands in yours, a gesture that made him look to the side as an attempt to hide the blush on his cheeks. The tips of his ears betrayed him. “If you’re still worried, I can pass your duties to someone else. That way, you can stay with me. How does that sound?”

He grumbled something under his breath. You couldn’t help but giggle at how easy it was to fluster him recently. While you weren’t that keen on having him loom over your shoulder every minute, you did enjoy his company. You didn’t need that much medical attention—really, you could just sleep it off—but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like having him close. He's loyal, caring, and always prepared (perhaps too prepared) for any situation. 

He cleared his throat. “I will brew us some tea. It won’t take long.”

“Get a book from the library too. Anything is fine.” You grinned. What you were going to say next would fluster him—you just knew it. “I like it when you read to me.”

“I—” he sputtered, his face turning beet red. He cleared his throat again and regained his composure, though the flush on his cheeks still remained. “Of course, Master. I’d be happy to.”

Ah, how adorable he was.

[sword-brainrot]

Hi! This is my first time requesting so I'm kinda nervous how to word it out. Anyway, may I request romantic headcanons (separate ofc) for Chougi, Hyuuga and Monoyoshi? Ty! And take care.

So sorry that this took forever. I hope you still like it (●´ω｀●)

Yamanbagiri Chougi, Monoyoshi Sadamune, and Hyuuga Masamune Romantic Headcanons

♡ Chougi may be the most difficult for him to recognize his feelings and also be true to them.

♡ Chougi is a hardworking and dedicated sword that is all about proving himself. He is a touken danshi, not human. So many times, he thinks learning to live like a human is rather useless. He is a sword, that is all there is to it.

♡ However, that doesn't change that he does have emotions and how he is more influenced by emotions than realizes.

♡ He easily gets annoyed and angry around Manba, that is the easiest found evidence of his emotions that he simply cannot hide.

♡ There is another emotion he can't hide.... And that is when he gets praises from his favorite person, You.

♡ To be fair, you were probably not his favorite person at the start because he had no favorite person. You were simply his master and him the sword that would serve you in protecting history.

♡ Yet... You showed him special attention. You praised him after missions, you would actively talk and listen to his story. Even when he complained about Manba, you listened and didn't chide him too much. You allowed him to express his emotions.

♡ How could be not fall for you? Even if he didn't realize it.

♡ Chougi suddenly had a urge to always become MVP in battles because he knew that he would hear your praises. Suddenly he would "accidentally" run into while you were going about your daily schedule.

♡ Oh no! You are carrying a bunch of books? Suddenly Chougi is there to carry them for you because that is his job as the saniwa's sword! .... Do swords carry books now?

♡ Good luck getting him to confess first because he will not. He doesn't know what these emotions mean! He thinks he is just being the perfect sword.

♡ It is only when you confess or another sword points out how you look at Chougi, that is when the gears start turning in his head.

♡ But he can't love you. He is a sword. He is suppose to serve on the battlefield and die on the battlefield. That is his role in history.... Right?

♡ Suddenly, Chougi is no longer running into you. No longer becoming giddy when you praise him. Instead he starts to give you the cold shoulder and give small remarks of "thanks" before moving away.

♡ And it kills him every time.

♡ This man is too stubborn for his own good. He will refuse to acknowledge his feelings. Instead he will suppress and deflect.

♡ That tactic quickly fails when he sees you getting close to someone else and jealousy spikes in him. He was suppose to be your special someone. That other person isn't allowed to make you smile when he is suppose to.

♡ Once again, Chougi is working overtime to become MVP and get your attention. Randomly running into you and each time you look at him, his heart beats a bit faster.

♡ It's only then... Does he think over the words that he may harbor deeper feelings for you and realize how he doesn't want anyone else to take that place from him.

♡ Chougi is both great at words... and terrible at it when it's his own vulnerable feelings.

♡ It is one day after a mission he shined in, he requested a moment of your time. By this time, Chougi was exhausted from the mission. His outfit was more dirty than he would of liked and his hair was tussled. He had to talk to you, here and now.

♡ He took you to a quiet place in the citadel and held your hand in his gloved one. Just this action alone made him think he was going to have a heart-attack. His blue eyes refused to look at you. Instead, he focused on the mountains.

♡ "I have always aimed to be a perfect sword for my master. I am Yamanbagiri Chougi, my name comes from slaying down yamanba (mountain crone). That was my story, at least I thought it was before someone stole it from me. It doesn't matter if he really did or not, but I realize that I had emotions invested in that after all. Emotions a sword shouldn't have. I was angry that my story was stolen. Which made me realize that I don't want anything else stolen from me."

�� He finally looks at you, "I don't want you to be stolen from me. I want to be your special someone, if you will have someone struggling with learning what emotions are."

♡ As a lover, Chougi is very doting. He leans more on physical affection over verbal. He still doesn't understand how to word things to truly convey how he feels.

♡ He still gets jealous here and there but he trusts you and doesn't control you. He knows you love him and wouldn't ever leave him.

♡ Honestly, just that makes him very confident and cocky.

♡ He is definitely the type that that will lock eyes and smirk at anyone who gets rejected by you, with his arm around your shoulder.

♡ He doesn't use pet names because he finds them a little weird still. Truthfully, he probably still refers to you as Aruji. However, there are times when he is feeling more affectionate and confident and will say your real name instead. Only in moments when you two are alone.

♡ He still has a lot to unpack about emotions and how to go about them in a healthy manner but he is much more willing to learn to live and enjoy another side of being a touken danshi if it means that he can stay by your side.

♡ Monoyoshi is someone who loves life and actively seeks out what it means to be human. He wants to experience it all!

♡ Before his life as a Touken Danshi, Monoyoshi was a sword of Tokugawa Ieyasu and got passed along in the Ieyasu family. He saw the family strive and saw many of his masters as a child then grow into fine warriors.

♡ Being able to have the chance to live for himself is one that he would never take for granted.

♡ Monoyoshi wears his heart on his sleeve. He is always seen smiling and helping others, either by his great luck or his soothing words.

♡ Monoyoshi loves kids and normally always the first to welcome any new tantous to the citadel, or help any random kid that he sees when you take him shopping with you.

♡ A baby fussing in front of you two? Suddenly Monoyoshi starts to sing a lullaby or making silly faces at the child. Most times, the baby quiets down and looks at Monoyoshi with interest.

♡ He also shows you the same affection. You may be the saniwa but he actively tries to learn who you are as a person.

♡ Monoyoshi is very sensitive to negative emotions and is always there when he feels like something is wrong.

♡ As caring and affectionate as he is, he may not realize when his feelings turn from platonic to romantic. That is something you can't learn from observing.

♡ He was there when his previous masters got married... but when did they fall in love? He didn't know.

♡ That is an aspect in life that brings him great interest because he wants to understand it so badly. Love is clearly so powerful to the heart that he wants to understand what it feels like.

♡ He expresses these wishes to you before either of you have any feelings for one another.

♡ Queue the romcom movie nights. He will watch everyone of them and you will be there on the ride for him to ask all the questions.

♡ "Why did they suddenly fight? I thought they loved each other?" "Uh... probably for an interesting conflict in the movie but sometimes people don't see eye to eye, even if they do love each other."

♡ He is so confused by this because he thought love was the most powerful element and nothing could get in the way of that.

♡ Which starts his plan....

♡ "Aruji! I want to do all the romcom montages too! Will you help me?"

♡ He looks at you with that puppy eyes... How could you say no? Which starts your adventure of fake(?) dating and doing all the scenarios you see in romcoms.

♡ Dancing, teaching each other a skill, looking into each other eyes, watching movies, going to amusement park, taking cheesy picture... Everything

♡ It was just something to do to show a them what it was like to be in a romcom, if people actually did these things or if it was just for the screen.

♡ However, it became so much more than that.

♡ From just acting out the scenes, Monoyoshi began to realize how much he truly wanted to live these parts of his life with you. He didn't want to just do things that were in romcoms, he wanted to truly have special moments with you and make treasured memories for you.

♡ He was also terrified of messing up and causing a big endgame conflict that was always there. He never wanted to see you hurt or be the one to hurt you.

♡ It was a day that you two were suppose to have a picnic outing together, he decided to bring up his true feelings or end the montage because he didn't want to make you uncomfortable.

♡ With his amazing luck, he sat down next to you and quickly found a four leaf clover. He handed it to you with his charming smile and said:

♡ "Aruji, I am truly so lucky to have met you. You are like this four leaf clover to me. There was so many chances I would of never met you, yet I did and you made me an even luckier sword. Doing these romcom scenes with you made me realize that I want every moment to be special with you because you are special to me. Sorry if this is out of line."

♡ Not much chances after you two become official because you both have already been rather affectionate with one another. Monoyoshi LOVES complimenting you at every thing. He also loves holding your hand and giving you any gift he can find on his missions.

♡ He is such a doting partner. Just being next to you makes him shine with happiness.

♡ He also loves pet names. Loves calling you: Honey, Sweetheart, or my Clover.

♡ He still worries a bit over there being conflict between the two of you, so he is always the first that demands that the two talk it out if there is ever something that upsets the other. To not hold anything in and be considerate.

♡ Monoyoshi doesn't ever want to lose you and puts his all into the relationship to make you happy and show you all the love he has in his heart. (人´ω｀*)♡

♡ Originally, Hyuuga was created to be a sword of prayer but his first master decided to use him in battle instead. Which gives him an unique view on the world compared to some other swords.

♡ Hyuuga understands very well the emotions of people when he was a sword of prayer and he also understands why war/battles break out.

♡ He is a very understanding person and opened-minded. Which makes him more willing to try romance, even though he is a sword.

♡ Hyuuga is always the person that keeps a watchful eye out on the citadel and sees inner conflicts or someone having a bad.

♡ He goes out of his way to help in his own way. If there is a leak in the citadel and some swords are upset with getting dirty, he will go out of his way to repair it so it makes their everyday a bit easier. He doesn't need to be asked, if it helps others - he will do it.

♡ Same goes for you. You are the saniwa of the citadel and plenty of tedious task rest on your shoulders. He tries to carry even a little bit to make it easier on you.

♡ You need to deliver letters but still have paperwork to do? Hyuuga is up for the task without any hesitation. That is the type of person he is.

♡ He doesn't put others on pedestals and view them as they are: Human.

♡ His previous master had plenty of flaws of his own. Yet, Hyuuga still liked him for the man he was. He saw the good and bad of him.

♡ Which makes him so open-minded whenever he talks to other.

♡ Plenty of times he has been by your side and if he saw you troubled, he would try to help relieve it. Either by doing a task for you to help with stress or ask you what was wrong.

♡ Many probably view Hyuuga as someone who might not understand the complicated emotions of humans, but he is probably one of the swords that understand it best.

♡ He will give realistic advice. Understanding the emotional part of what is troubling others but also giving the logistical aspect to problem-solve it.

♡ Hyuuga probably offers often to serve as the attendant if he sees you struggling because he wants to help.

♡ Hyuuga is very good at math, so he probably offers to take any tasks that involve a fair share of mathematics to help out. He is quick with it and he actually really enjoys solving any math problems.

♡ You both get into a daily routine of being hunched over as each of you work on your own tasks. A peaceful silence in the room that is only broken when one of you notices the time and decides it's time for a break/meal.

♡ This routine becomes something that Hyuuga quickly falls into pace with and comes to enjoy. He truly enjoys being around you and helping you.

♡ Any thought that comes to the top of your head, he will gladly listen. Especially if it's a story of your youth. He wants to learn about you. Not as the saniwa, but as (Y/N). The human that he treasures spending time with.

♡ Hyuuga has a big sweet tooth when it comes to umeboshi. Even on days when he is on "break" from task work with you. He will find himself at your door, asking if you wanted to share some with him.

♡ It is moments like this that makes Hyuuga realize that he is no longer only a sword, but a Touken Danshi. He is able to choose what he wants to do and have freedom.

♡ In the past, he would never have the chance to ask his master if they wanted to share a sweet treat or to stand in the rain to enjoy the feeling on his skin.

♡ Being around you makes him feel alive. Truly alive.

♡ The day he asks if he can hold your hand, he holds it so gently like it is the most fragile thing.

♡ Slowly he brings it to his face, his face warms as he feels your hand on his cheek.

♡ "You make me feel alive and I don't want to ever forget."

♡ Hyuuga likes being physical affection. Either handholding, or just sitting close enough that there is small touches. He likes to show his feelings through touches, rather than words.

♡ Affection glances as well. His eyes are so full of love when he looks at you while you are doing your work. You can always catch him glancing at you with that affection gaze. Only for him to smile when you catch him and he goes back to his task at hand.

♡ If you want to hear him say those three special words, he will. However, he likes to show them so you never doubt him. He truly cherishes you and find any boring task to be fantastical when it is with you.

[ceciffeinated]

lunar domensticity. | ꒰ mikazuki munechika ╲ concept - short fic. ꒱

⪩ ☁︎．pairing: mikazuki munechika × nb!reader (second pov). ⪩ ☁︎．scenario: home. ⪩ ☁︎．warning: null. absolutely sfw. maybe silly.

mikazuki will definitely wear a pink apron with the saying “kiss the cook” over his suit-and-tie when he’s cooking dinner after a long day of work. or else, he would be silently jamming to old tunes from a radio (like, an actual radio, not from his phone).

whenever your work holds you back in the office, you often come home late than your husband at home. at your return, you find him standing him in the doorway and say, “okaeri.” he smiles down at you, wearing his apron and all. there’s nothing else you would rather be than in his arms. so you advanced forward and wordlessly embrace him. it’s what you needed right now.

every morning when he wakes up, he never fails to give your scrunching forehead a feathery kiss. you are sleeping and probably too tired to care, but you pretty much appreciate the little warmth on your head. for moments that followed, you would whine and aimlessly waves your hand a little, making mikazuki chuckle at you.

“mikazuki,” you whine.

“honey, i am here the whole time. i didn’t get off the bed,” mikazuki says softly, saying in your hair.

“good…” you say in your adorable sleepy voice. “because i want to call in sick.”

mikazuki chuckles. he would never ever get tired of your small, morning antics that often gets into small inconveniences in his work. luckily, he was well-loved so much that he just gets away with it.

mikazuki is oftentimes the one that helps get you into bed. despite working hard hours in the office, mikazuki has some, good extra stamina within him to keep functioning in the night even though he’s tired himself. when you come home, you are already ready to hit the hay and get the most out of your night with beauty sleep. mikazuki will set you up with a small dinner and, at your request, feed you himself because sometimes you’re already nodding your head off in sleepiness. too tired to move, mikazuki would bath you along with him in the tub. after that, he dresses you, then himself, and off to bed you both go.

you tuck yourself in his arms, being the little spoon you are. you whine cutely, yearning for some warmth and mikazuki gladly gives it to you by wrapping his arms tight around your waist.

“sleep now, anata… the moon is up to lull us…” mikazuki mumbled in your hair.

simply, you would exhale and rest peacefully then, content than you are nowhere else but in his loving embrace in the deep of the night.

mikazuki often plays some classics on the stereo and would ask for your hand to join him in a dance. it just happens it always occurs in a random time of the day whenever you two have found time to be together in your house/apartment.

mikazuki: come on, anata. dance with me.

you: but, mikazuki… rolls your eyes you know what? you’re so cheesy~!

mikazuki: cheesy or not cheesy, join me.

he wouldn’t wait for your reply and would just pull you into him. he interlaces his fingers around yours and wounds one hand on your waist. he makes sure your distance is close to him and that your head is close to his heart. following his initiative, you lean your head to his chest and steadily hear his beating heart. at the same time, you can feel his warmth and that’s what makes you draw closer to him.

when you’re properly positioned, mikazuki shuffled softly first. he moved his feet back; you followed. he swayed you to one side; you sided with him. while you were waltzing like you’re both love-drawn, you couldn’t help but gaze lovingly in his blue-gold irises. you are too mesmerized to look away from him and he was, too, in yours.

both of you are drowned into each other’s presence and you don’t want this to ever end.

⪩ ☁︎．note: republished for archiving purposes; heavy wip; under semi-hiatus.

[syneilesis]

Unfinished Synfic #3

Historiography

Touken Ranbu | Mikazuki Munechika x Saniwa!Reader, canon AU

Notes: Jiji my love, the raison I got into tourabu. I've always wanted to write for him. Basically this is what if the past isn't what is truly recorded in historical texts? I want to finish this, so my Kashuu fic has a companion lol

A botched mission forces them to retreat and return to the present time.

All of them injured, clutching their torso and limbs to prevent further bleeding, they watch as the last light fades into the familiar halls of the citadel, a biting blue under the cold midnight.

It’s the first time they’ve failed a mission. First time, and under Mikazuki’s command. It’s a double blow for him, who has campaigned far too many times in the past years and not once has his unit, led by him, returned defeated. The blood that’s dripping down his arm makes the painful humiliation too overwhelming for him.

It doesn’t help that once they’ve returned, you come running towards them, brows etched as though you’ve had your world upended, abruptly woken in the middle of the night, rushing to the hall in disarray that you’ve forgot to change into more decent clothing. The robe that you must’ve haphazardly shrugged on billows behind you, unable to cover your loose shirt and shorts. Your legs gleam under the moonlight.

“Everyone,” you cry, face crumpled, Hasebe on your tail.

“What happened?” Hasebe asks, looking at them one by one, assessing the damages.

“It’s chaos,” Shokudaikiri answers. He shifts to accommodate Ichigo better on his shoulders. “We didn’t realize that things were already too different until it was too late.”

And that is what grates Mikazuki the most: he wasn’t able to see. A leader knows the situation before charging in. Failing that, rely on your experience. And Mikazuki, if nothing else, takes pride in his long and rich experience. But the disparate details between what they know as history and the reality they dove into had been too much that it sideswept them, rendering them immobile. This isn’t like the previous gaffes that could be solved by brilliant improvisation. This is an anomaly, a glaring black streak against a series of neutral lines. Even worse: Mikazuki hates how the conclusion that might reveal itself before you would send you further down to despair.

“I have asked Kogarasumaru to take over your mission. We’ll talk about this tomorrow,” you say, but quickly catch yourself: “Later today, I mean. But first, I need you all to recover. Hasebe, please assist them.”

“Of course, Master.”

You cast them a look full of concern before nodding, and then turn to leave. The flash of something dark on your eyes compels Mikazuki to give voice to – regardless of the audience – the thoughts flooding his mind:

“And I need you to stop beating yourself over us. You have to rest before we talk.”

You halt on your tracks, and the halls seem to stop breathing. Despite their injuries the rest of the unit – Shokudaikiri, Ichigo, Shishiou, and Hotarumaru – and even Hasebe await with bated breaths over your reaction. Mikazuki watches your still form, frozen like a framed portrait.

You don’t turn back, but your head tilts, your moonlit profile cut across the grey blur of the background.

“Your health is a much more pressing matter than mine. Please get well soon.”

And the issue is dismissed like the wave of a hand.

[chocopbwafer]

Opposites Attract

Pairing : [Ookurikara x GN!Reader]

TW? : None

Word Amount : 144

Originally Posted On : AO3 (To view you have to login since my AO3 account Is privated to prevent bots.)

While Ookurikara was a man of few words and didn't care too much for those who were rather chatty. You, on the other hand, were an exception of that dislike he had.

He wasn't sure when It first happened, when you first met, or perhaps when you both first started dating, he started to actually enjoy and found your little ramblings amusing- Or perhaps even treading along the lines as cute.

It was something about the way your eyes lit up, when you talked about your favorite things, or how you talked In such enthusiasm about how your day went.

And Ookurikara would be there, nodding his head along to whatever you were saying, watching how your lips would pull up Into a soft smile at him every time.

And he'd have to resist the urge to smile back.

Perhaps opposites do attract.

fin.

[anekogiawritings]

My heart ~ 💕

Mikazuki Munechika X Saniwa hcs?

ITS TIME

IS TIME FOR JIJI

J I J I

Warnings: Nothing but floofy Jiji headcanons

See, Jiji does know that he has feelings for you right away. He doesn’t fall hard and fast, it’s a comforting sort of love that comes about over time. He’s happy to be by your side platonically or romantically, it is when he realizes that his heart beats faster around you, that you continue to surprise him over and over again, and bring a light into his life - that this old man realizes that he loves you.

And he just accepts it? What else is there? Okay sure confessions are a thing but like, why cross that line and break it? Mikazuki is just happy to be with you. But his behavior around you when he’s in love doesn’t change all that much. He’ll bit a bit more teasing, a bit more touchy than normal. He’ll always find his hand in yours, maybe kissing your fingers?

Mikazuki can get nervous but hides it oh so well.If you tease him, he’ll tease you right back. His confession comes out of nowhere, while you two are drinking tea together, watching the moon wax and wane - a nightly tradition - where you two talk before you hit the hay. “The moon’s beauty could never compare to yours, master, I speak nothing but the truth.” and then you stare at him in disbelief, “But as the moon finds the tides, I will always come back to you, my beloved and darling master.” so then you pass the fuck out because he’s smooth.

But really, dating this bastard is just likely dancing over the line between friendship and a relationship. Everyone kind of assumed you two are married anyway so when they find out that you two are officially dating they’re either like: “Wait weren’t you two already dating?” or “I FUCKING KNEW IT” or “Wow you two like each other????” and so on and so forth. Everyone is oh so supportive though~!

Mikazuki adores physical affection, he isn’t afraid to suddenly wrap his arms around you in public. Or just happy to hold your hand if you’re hesitant to affection. He adores skinship~!

Most of all, Mikazuki adoressss napping with you! He is old and sometimes naps are the best thing. He can sense whenever you’re stressed as hell and thus knows how to take you away from your work. He’ll sweep you off of your feet, carry you back to your room and cuddle the SHIT outta you. Big spoon? Little spoon?? He don’t give a fUCKING DAMN. Let him hug you, just hold you close, he loves it.

This extends to bath times as well. Mikazuki loves it when you two bathe together. Bare skin on skin - you can cover your private part he won’t look! He may find you adorable during this time but if anything he just wants to help you relax! He’ll pat you down and rub oils into your skin and so on! Massages are also something he loves as well.

If anything, Mikazuki just loves existing in the same space as you in some kinda domestic bliss. You two don’t have to be doing anything, you could just be napping on one side of the room and Mikazuki could be watching television but man it’s little moments like these that he adores.

It’s even better when you two are just having a day to yourselves! Your nightly chats and tea sessions do not stop after you two start dating. If anything you two just have them much more often! It’s moved from his room to your shared room though, That way you two don’t have to scare a tantou or anyone else with your flirting or something.

He’s a cheesy bastard. He knows dumb pick up lines and flirts from the internet or from the other swords. He’s almost worse than Izuminokami????????

Yeah his teasing does not stop even after you two begin dating. If you are shorter than him he’s going to hide all of your snacks and shit on the top shelves. If you happen to be the same height or possibly taller than him, he’ll ask, “How’s the weather up there love?” or “Bend down to kiss me, my old bonds cannot pull you down after all.” fucking bastard.

Despite being a little shit, Mikazuki gives out amazing advice. If you are ever feeling down, he’ll open his arms and wait for you to hug him. He’ll rub your back and kiss your forehead, ask you what’s wrong and always be with you.

Mikazuki is a very truthful lover. If there’s something wrong with your relationship or in general, he’ll come to you right away to tell you what’s what. He doesn’t hide things from you (unless it’s like a surprise gift or some shit)

Mikazuki is also a rather spontaneous lover! He brings you random little trinkets he bought/found like flowers or something and so on and so forth! Mikazuki loves seeing your eyes light up. You gotta stay on your toes around him! He isn’t as bad as Tsuru or anything but his gifts are a lot more wholesome.

The moon does not emit light, only borrowing the light from others. If he is the moon then you are his sun, bright and shining, the love of his life - he cannot live without you.

[the-red-haired-saniwa]

Dating Kikkou Sadamune headcanons 💖

I tried to keep this post as sfw as Possible. What else could happen if you date this beautiful tortoise prince??😏

More under the cut.

💖We can say that it was love at first sight, he will fall in love with you as soon as he sees you. But your feelings are other thing, it will take a lot of effort for the tortoise prince to win your heart.

💖He will stare at you from a safe distance, you just met him and he doesn’t want you to feel unconfortable around him.

💖After some time, he will be brave enough to softly knock your office's door. He will try to invent any excuse just to talk to you for some minutes. (If Hasebe's eyes were fire, he wouldn't hesitate to burn to ashes the poor Kikkou)

💖You will find some presents from him outside your door from time to time, as he hides nearby just to watch your reaction from a safe distance.

💖he cannot hide his red cheecks, his big smile, his sweaty hands, and his loud and fast heartbeat each time you talk to him.

💖After some time, you start trusting him. You allow him into your office more often, if you are busy, he will try to do his best to help you, if you command him to keep silent, he will obbey, he will be sitting there in front of you, as if he were looking at the most beautiful sunset.

💖He admires you, how hard-working you are, how kind and cute you are. He feels his heart melting. The moment has come.

💖He slowly hold your hands with his shaky nervous hands, and confesses how much he loves you, and how happy he would be if you loved him too, the things he could do protect you, to please you, to make you happy.

💖First kiss will start softly, and then more and more passionate.

💖Kikkou will want to be with you wherever you go. He will come to you as happy as a puppy each time you call him.

💖He will try to ease your mind by massaging your back, he will ask you to tell him about your day, as he attentively listens to you, he is incredibly open minded, so you can talk with him about whatever you want.

💖He will give you royal treatment, for him you are the most important person in the whole world. You are his everything.

💖He will passionately kiss you, he will unexpetedly pop out of the blue just to hug you. He will praise you as much as he can. He will tell you day after day how much he loves yoy. You are the only topic he talks about with his brothers. He is just so in love with you.

💖He will not hesitate to jokingly tease you every day. So you will "punish him"

💖After some time, he will tell you about his "secret" somehow fearing you think he is a weirdo, fearing you break with him. If you are still together after this, you are ready for the next step. 😏

Not so safe for work part - - - -

💖He will give you a whole master class about bdsm, answering all of your questions. He will ask you to tell him your boundaries, you two will make agreements so both of you feel safe and confortable before you make him your submissive, and you become his beloved master.

He will feel like he is melting in your arms, he will scream in pleasure and will make sure you do the same, he will indulge you as much as he can.

💖He will love you eternally. You are his dream come true, his angel, his everything.

[slutterhaus]

.resilience

AN: Cross-posted from AO3 and God is this old lmao CWs: Mutual Masturbation, Unprotected Sex, Creampie Other: Smut, Second Person POV, AFAB!Reader, Not proofread. Under read more for obvious reasons. Word Count: 1.1K

Tonbokiri swallowed thickly as his eyes followed your movements. He watched as two of your fingers plunged into your pussy, your other hand pressing a vibrator to your clit. Your eyes never left his, and he sat on the other end of his futon, wishing you would let him touch himself or at least let him get closer to you. He wanted to feel your warmth after it and his release had been taken away, edging him to the point of almost losing the last bit of self-control he had. If you’d let him, he would’ve pinned you down to the bed and fucked you into the sheets until your whole body felt like jelly.

It wasn’t that he didn’t like being edged or watch you touch yourself, it was actually quite the contrary, it was just that having you walk in on him masturbating to you got him hotter under the collar than he would have imagined. The moment you got that mischievous look on your face, he knew he was in for it, and he also knew that when you both came, it was going to be a ground shaking orgasm that would leave the two of you breathless.

However, the moment you took the vibrator off your clit to place it next to you and beckoned him with a finger, his cheeks flushed, and he crawled over to you in a pace that felt too slow for either of you. Tonbokiri loomed over to you, taking in every detail of you that he could before you laced your hand around the back of his neck and pulled him in for a hungry kiss that was far too short for his liking. You couldn’t help but giggle at his expression when you pulled away. “I think it’s better if we both had a front row seat to watch each other, don’t you think?” His breath hitched slightly; were you finally going to give him some form of relief? Your hand gently pushed on his chest and guided him onto his back before you laid back down and grabbed the vibrator again, your finger immediately went to work, a soft moan leaving your lips as the pleasure started to build up inside you again.

Tonbokiri’s cock twitched, aching for the hand that was trailing down his toned stomach. When you didn’t tell him to stop and only bit your lip in response, his hand wrapped around his shaft and a relieved exhale came from him as he started stroking his shaft. Neither of you took your eyes off each other, your fingers thrusting in and out of your pussy steadily as his hand squeezed the head of his cock before pumping his erection to the rhythm of your fingers while his other hand cupped his balls. The dazed expression on your face was one of the most beautiful sights he’s ever seen, and the muscles of his thighs tensed as your leg brushed against his when you spread them to give him a better view. His hips bucked into his hand in an almost desperate manner, his cock aching to feel your pussy clenching around him. He could feel a few beads of sweat rolling down his temple and his chest as he clenched his jaw, trying to hold back the feeling of teetering over the edge, he was not going to cum before you.

Your soft moans and airy calls of his name sent a tingle town his spine and made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. He halted his movements, causing you to do the same out of curiosity. In almost an instant, Tonbokiri palmed the hand that had two fingers inside you, gently pulling them out and bringing him to his lips. His tongue lapped around the digits, taking in the taste of you and cleaning the slick from your fingers slowly. You could feel your cheeks getting hotter as he took one of them into his mouth to make sure there was nothing left.

What made your heart beat faster was the way he looked at you with half-lidded eyes as he took your finger out of his mouth with a wet pop and leaned down to press his lips against yours. He greedily swallowed any moans that went pass your lips as the head of his cock pushed against your entrance, slipping into your wet heat with ease as his thick shaft stretched you out. He was going to give you an orgasm that would leave your whole body trembling from the intensity, and he wasn’t going to let your fingers take that from him no matter how much he loved to watch you fuck yourself.

Your legs wrapped around his waist as he began pounding into you, the feeling that had you both longing for release was building up faster than before with his rough thrusts. The way his cock reached your womb had you panting against his lips, your breasts bounced, and your nipples brushed against his torso with every thrust. Another moan left you as the stimulation sent pleasured shivers down your spine and made goosebumps appear on your skin. If he kept pounding into you like this, neither of you were going to last.

His lips left yours to place a kiss on your forehead. Even when he was fucking you into the futon, he was always a gentle man. Your eyes screwed shut and all you could let out was a gasp of his name as you felt your orgasm crash into you in waves of pleasure. The legs wrapped around his waist pulled him closer and your hands flew to his back, nails digging into his skin slightly as your whole body trembled from the intensity of your orgasm. Your walls clenched around him tightly, making his jaw lock as his hips sputtered against yours as his own release took over. He let out a fairly loud groan, the satisfying feeling of filling you up with what he was holding back after being edged for so long overtaking him as he felt some of his cum seep out of you and onto the sheets.

It was safe to say both of you were spent with the way you tried steadying your heavy pants and he let himself fall next to you. His arm pulled you against him, pressing you close to his chest and letting you hear his rapid heartbeat. You snuggled close to him, enjoying the protective and safe feel you always got from being in his arms. A smile tugged at his lips as he placed a kiss on top of your forehead, feeling content as you both drifted off into an afternoon nap.

[otaku-republic]

<Article> Popular ” Touken Ranbu” characters in X Reader!

[handicappedwriter]

The Adult Touken Danshis React To Being Asked "Where Do Babies Come From".

They don't have an answer. Because they don't know. Even if you do get an answer, they'll probably answer something like "They come from plants.".

Honestly, you'll probably have better luck asking the tantous or wakizashis about this. They are the the ones that spends most of their time in their former masters' bedrooms afterall.

[prime-adeptus]

THE MOON AND HER STARS – MIKAZUKI MUNECHIKA X READER

Nothing you do would ever compare to what he does for you, but you hoped that your love would be enough.

CONTENT.⠀gender-neutral reader, emotional hurt/comfort, mentions of blood and injury, ambiguous relationship (can be read as either romantic or [queer]platonic, no labels are used) — ~1,3k words

NOTES.⠀selfship coded but who cares. woe jiji be upon ye

divider by cafekitsune | part of us, in the sands of time ficlet collection

For someone who only has to stay on the sidelines, you agitate yourself just as much as someone on the battlefield would. It isn’t that you don’t trust your touken danshi—you do—but with the recent wave of invasions, you can’t help but worry about them all. What if they get gravely injured? What if they break?

Your worries came true like they had been prophesied. The recon team returned with a gravely injured Sayo, bloodied and bruised and on the verge of breaking. Yagen had swiftly taken the boy to the infirmary while Mutsunokami went ahead to get Souza. And you—you stood there with your heart in your throat, watching as your subjects limp and trudge in the same direction Yagen went. The mission had been a success, but at what cost? They could have died, and if they had, you’d fail your role as their master. You’d fail them.

You already had.

You were burning with guilt and sorrow. You sent them into a catastrophe, stained your hands with their blood and failed your mission. You failed them. You needed space to think of a defence, of how to do better as their master so this won’t happen again. You can’t bear the thought of losing any one of them.

You’ve locked yourself in your quarters since the recon team returned. The Citadel can survive without you for a day or two. They will. You wonder if that is the way it should be. You’d passed on the easier duties to your right-hand man, Hasebe, leaving him in charge until you were ready to come back.

You knew the half-hearted lie you told him was far from convincing. He’d seen your tears and puffy eyes. You weren’t under the weather like you said, but Hasebe would rather die than force you to talk about what you weren’t ready to, so he relented. Someone was bound to see through you somehow, but you didn’t expect it to be so soon. He must’ve told Mikazuki about you.

He had been the last person you wanted to know about your current state. Just like he disliked making you worry about him, you hated making him feel anything negative at all, but it’s just in his nature to be so doting to you. It’s one of the many reasons why you love him.

“There you are,” Mikazuki said as he stepped into your room. Quiet footfalls padded closer to you before he knelt by your futon where you surrounded yourself with scattered open books and journals. You didn’t know if studying would help you at all—it won’t take back what it did today. You hoped it could at least make you more vigilant and less careless. You briefly looked at him, so he continued, “I’ve been worried about you all day.”

Without much of a response save for a quiet, dejected noise, you shifted to lay your head on his lap. Acting by pure muscle memory, he cupped the side of your face with his hand and brushed your tears away with his thumb. His hand was warm. He was warm, and you curled into him, letting yourself indulge in his presence. The scent of green tea lingered on his clothes, dousing you in comfort as the tension slowly faded away from your system. It lulled you enough to stop your sniffling.

“Is he…” you trailed off. Alright? Clearly, Sayo wasn’t. Fine? In a state like that, fine was the farthest thing from what he was. Why were you asking things you knew the answer to?

He didn’t seem to mind. That much you could tell from the way he reached out to lace your fingers together like he always does when you lay together. Your grip on him tightened just the slightest.

“He will be alright,” he answered. “Souza is keeping a close eye on him. The other touken danshi have also been fully repaired. You don’t have to worry anymore.”

Relief washed over your nerves hearing about them. You sighed, eyes falling to the details on the fabrics he wore. You didn’t think you could handle looking at him—one of the people you let down.

As if he could read your mind (he probably could; Mikazuki Munechika is more observant than he lets on), he reassured you once again. “We follow your instructions out of our will. It wasn’t your fault or theirs. How many times have I returned to you with just as many bandages?”

Despite the teasing lilt in his voice, a show of just how lax and carefree he was, you still couldn’t help but frown in response. You wanted to argue that just because he had been through a fair share of pain and bloodshed, it didn’t mean that you were used to it. The looming threat of those seeking to rewrite history to their desires wasn’t something you could easily ignore. It was your purpose, your duty, and if you couldn’t do it right, then you might as well be nothing.

“Master,” he called, chuckling when you grumbled out I told you not to call me that right away. “You could never fail me. I’m sure the others think the same thing.”

“But—”

He shushed you gently. You glanced up at him, brows furrowed as you struggled to hold back tears again. You could feel your bottom lip quivering from you instinctively trying to stop the sobs from leaving you. How can he still be so kind to you when you’ve let others’ blood stain his hands? When his blood could be—has been—on your hands?

“Come,” Mikazuki said, helping you back on your feet. Your limbs felt heavy, exhausted. “Let’s get you some fresh air.”

You couldn’t bring yourself to protest against him, so you followed him out to the balcony where you sat next to him. You idly swung your legs over the edge and stared down at your reflection in the pond. The water was crystal clear, save for fallen petals drifting on its surface, and it glinted with the light of the moon. Across the pond, you could see the lush garden that some of the touken danshi loved tending to. The breeze flew past you, bringing forth the refreshing aroma from the flowers in full bloom.

His humming caught your attention, your gaze drifting to him in response and your breath momentarily taken away. Mikazuki looked ethereal with the starry night behind him like he was right where he belonged—a radiant presence, illuminating the dark corners of your life. You felt yourself soften as you let yourself fall against him, your head resting on his shoulders as you intertwined your hands together once again.

He called your name, his voice tender and his touch gentle. You could practically hear the smile in his voice as he said it. He knew how hard it was to open up (he was guilty of it himself) and he never pressured you to tell him what was on your mind. Even after all this time, he remained kind and loving. You never understood how he could do it, but you knew that you wouldn’t ever take it for granted.

Warmth blossomed in your chest as you watched him beside you in the water. His hair swayed with the wind and he looked like he was glowing, fitting for someone of his name. You felt like you could burst into tears all over again. Here he was, a person who could heal you just by being alone here with you. He made you smile whenever you needed it the most, much like tonight. You didn’t know how you could ever return his generosity. Nothing you do would ever compare to what he does for you, but you hoped that your love would be enough.

Heat rushed to your cheeks and you kept looking downward, afraid that he’d see how flustered you were by him. Still, the words left your lips with ease, laced with sweetness and adoration, “I’d give you the world if I could.”

(And if you’d just glanced over to him, you’d know he was thinking the same of you. To him, you were more than just his sun, moon, and stars. You were the universe herself, and for you, he would do anything to keep you safe and at ease.)

[sword-brainrot]

Toukentober Day 1: Leader

sword: Hizen Tadahiro contents: angst with happy end word count: 2500K cw: Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, PTSD, Scars, Blood, Bad Injury, Mentions of Death

overview: First mission out that Hizen has given the leadership role. An unexpected outcome to the killer's sword but the saniwa put their trust into him, even if he is quite distant from the sage. However, when he arrives back with the first team - things are not what the saniwa had expected and runs to confront Hizen.

“Aruji!! The first team is back!” 

Lightning crashed with the thudding rain droplets, the citadel shook as the silhouette of someone in the doorway to the library that the saniwa was currently resting. Their head rose and looked at the poor sword that was drenched from the heavy rain outside. What weather to welcome back the first team, perhaps they should treat them to some cookies for their hard work and make up from the lousy weather. Most of the swords were huddled together somewhere in the citadel staying warm from the bitter cold, yet the swords that just arrived home had to walk through the raged storm. The saniwa closed their book as they sat up in their big chair near the fire, a smile on their face as they looked at Hotarumaru.

“Lovely. Please tell Hizen to see me to give me the overview of the mission when he cleans up. What a shame that on his first mission he is the leader and he has to come back to such miserable weather.” They clicked their tongue slightly with a fond smile on their lips as they rose to put away their book, “Please tell him to take his time. I don’t want to rush him after he worked so hard.”

“Um…” Hotarumaru started only to fall silent. His hands fiddled with one another as he rocked back and forth on his feet. His green eyes stared at the ground, refusing to make eye-contact as he tried to find confidence to start the next sentence.

Immediately, the saniwa paused from putting the book back into the bookcase and looked over at the small Ootachi. This smile fell as the cold air of the storm swooped in and stole their breath away. Even being so close to the fire, it felt as though winter had come early and threatened to freeze them alive in the very spot they stood. They tried to wait patiently for Hotarumaru to continue but it seemed like they weren’t going to be able to do so without further prompting. Their heart raced as they asked: “What is it?”

The firefly sword snapped out of his nervous trance, his body straightening and his arms falling to their side as his grassy green eyes locked with the sage’s. His eyebrows were knitted in concern as he said the words that the saniwa never wanted to hear.

“He was taken to the infirmary. He was badly hurt and-”

Thunder boomed almost as loud as Hotarumaru’s words. The book that almost made it back to its home in the bookcase crashed to the floor as the saniwa sprinted out of the library, not bothering to hear the rest of what Hotarumaru was about to say or to grab a form of protection against the storm. It didn’t matter how the thunder rattled their bones or how the rain pelted their skin as they ran to where Hizen laid. What mattered was that the sword they chose to lead the mission was now badly hurt and the responsibility rested upon their shoulders. It was supposed to be an act of trust from the saniwa to Hizen. He was always so distant and always reduced himself to just being a killer’s sword. He was there to kill and that was it. It didn’t matter that he liked sake, or sweets. It didn’t matter that whenever he killed, he shook from the action of it.

But it mattered to them. Hizen mattered to them.

It was meant to be a simple mission with no killing. They made sure of it. They did their research so Hizen could see that they could lead a group. That he was more than capable of doing more than just killing and he didn’t have to settle to be defined by his past. Why did this happen?

The door rattled as they pushed it open with a rushed and forceful movement. Their body was dripping wet, their cheeks rosy from the cold, and their body shivered from either the cold or the situation that was presented to them. Inside the Infirmary, Hizen laid in the bed as Monoyoshi dabbed at his wounds and wrapped them in clean wrappings. Hizen’s hair had droplets of rain that was mixed in with his red and black locks. His eyes were painfully closed as new wounds littered his body. He was bleeding from everywhere. Any new bandage was quickly colored red. His left eye opened faintly to look at the saniwa, only to painfully shut once more as Monoyoshi dabbed on more medicine to his shoulder where the deepest wound lay. It was already stitched shut but it seemed like needed a bit more disinfection before he could wrap the bandages around it. 

“What happened?” A ghost of a voice rose in the quiet room that was drowned in the music of the thudding rain. It was shaky and barely recognizable, but it was surely the saniwa’s voice. When did they speak? Their mind was everywhere, yet only in one place at the same time. 

Monoyoshi finished dabbing the ointment on the tender flesh before throwing away the new soiled cotton ball. A normally shining face now only gave the faintest smile as they walked over to the saniwa and brought them to the corner of the room, away from the hurt sword. Hizen’s tired red eyes watched as the duo left him, his eyes trying to focus on them from the bed but quickly his eyelids felt too heavy and closed once more. His breath shaky as he started to drift off ever so slightly.

“He is alright, Aruji. He may not look at it from his wounds but he will make it.” Monoyoshi gently grabbed their forearm and it was only then did the sage realized how much they were shaking. Of course Monoyoshi would comfort them when they look like a leaf threatening to fall off the branch in Autumn. “Hizen was the only one that was hurt in the first team. We were tracking Prince Ōama when suddenly Kebiishi appeared. We were split up at the time but… Hizen told Chiganemaru to find the rest of the team while he ran and held off the Kebiishi. I’m not sure what would have happened to the team if it wasn’t for him but we were able to retreat before anyone broke. I’m sorry to say but we couldn’t meet our mission’s goal…”

“Nonsense. You making it back alive is what truly matters.” They sniffled, bringing their sleeve up to their face to wipe the wet droplets. One great thing about rain is that you can’t tell tears from rain droplets. A heavy sigh left their lungs as he looked at the sleeping figure on the bed. Even so close to breaking, he looked so peaceful. “Monoyoshi, would you mind giving me some time with him? As well as telling Mutsunokami and Nankaitarou about him? I’m sure they will want to rush over to see him.”

“Of course, Aruji.” Monoyoshi gave a small bow before looking over at Hizen. His forced cheery smile left as his brows knitted in concern. “I gave him some medication to help with the pain so he is probably going to be very sleepy for a while as he heals. Please let me know if there is anything I can get the both of you.”

A final smile found its way to his face as he gave the saniwa’s hand a small squeeze of comfort before leaving the room as quiet as he could. With the small rattle of the door closing, they looked over at the sleeping form. His eyes finally were not squeezed shut and looked peaceful. The scowl that normally resided on his face was now replaced with a neutral expression as he drifted into sleep. Their steps were hesitant as they made their way to his bed and to the seat that sat next to it. The heavy blanket to keep him from the cold seemed to hide a good majority of wounds that now painted his body. However, there were still many more shallow cuts on his face and chest. As well as the deep shoulder wound that Monoyoshi was just taking care of. Their eyes gazed at Hizen’s neck, an area of his body that was often covered by bandages. A scar imprinted onto his skin. It surrounded his whole neck. That’s right… Hizen’s previous master was beheaded and now Hizen wears the scar as a reminder. Hizen never talked about his previous master to them or anyone, for that matter. All they knew about them was that they were a killer and had some connection to Ryōma, Mutsunokami’s previous master. 

Staring so earnestly at the scar, they failed to notice that Hizen had shifted and began to wake. It was only when his head fell to the side to look at the sage, did they notice. His red eyes were still barely opened and it seemed like he was struggling to even focus his gaze upon who was sitting next to him. 

“Stop staring…” He groaned as his eyes fell shut once more and he took a deep breath. “I failed. You can leave.”

A deep-set frown was placed upon their lips as they looked at Hizen’s pained, yet forced sleeping expression. Clearly, he wanted to drop the topic and distance himself even more from the saniwa. He was hurt and was not in the mood. All these things were so clear… But they couldn’t help but speak.

“You came back alive and that is all I wanted.But Hizen, you shouldn’t have faced the Kebiishi all alone. I know you were protecting your team but you could have died. Please, be more careful next time.”

“What use is a sword that can’t kill when ordered to? Should of broke on the battlefield.”

A cold air filled the room. Hizen’s narrow eyes turned to the wall, away from his new master. An unsettling silence settled between the two figures as the saniwa bit their lip, hands clenching at their robes on their lap. Their shoulders shook as they tried to hold back tears from their eyes.

“How could you say that?”

“I’m a killer’s blade. If I can’t kill, I’m better off broken. That is the only use I am good for.”

“That isn’t true!” They screamed, making Hizen flinch in the bed and finally look at them. Their head was lowered as they tried to control their shaking body, taking deep breaths as Hizen watched in shock. He always knew the saniwa who was gentle to all the swords and only strict when giving direct orders in stressful movements. He had never heard their voice become this loud that even the thunder outside couldn’t overpower them. 

Their hand shot out and grabbed hold of Hizen’s. His body shuttered slightly from the sudden physical contact and he stared at them frozen. Their head rose to reveal tears threatening to tip over and run down the cheeks as they looked at the sword in the bed. Their hand was firm, yet gentle. Hizen wouldn’t be able to slip from their hold unless he actively tried. Yet, it wasn’t forceful where he felt a lot of pressure. Despite the cold and the shivering of their body, their hand was warm.

“You are alive, Hizen. You can feel my hands holding yours right now, right? You enjoy so many things in the citadel, I see it! I see how much you enjoy sake or sweets I bring home from the market. Why else do you think I always make sure there is something sweet here? Hizen… Your job is no longer assassinating people, I will make sure I never put you in that position. Your job is to protect people. You already proved that you can do that! Today! You took on a powerful foe so you could protect your team like a great leader! Your past doesn’t define you, Hizen. Not anymore if you don’t allow it to. Please… Never talk like that again.”

Their joined hands fell to the soft bedding as the saniwa cried. Their shaking was nearly uncontrollable. Hiccups filled the room and sniffles of trying to catch their breath. What could be said to such words or to make them stop crying? It’s not like Hizen was ever put in such a position before. The drowsiness in his body had begun to fade from the scream. The raising tension in his body lessened and his red eyes focused on their joined hands. He slowly grasped their hand, rubbing his rough thumb over their soft skin. A familiar action that the saniwa once used on him after a night terror. A moment he tried to block out of his mind from how pathetic he thought of himself. Yet, the saniwa said nothing about it. They calmed him down and sat next to him, rubbing their thumb over his hand while holding it. Sometimes even petting his head to lull him into sleep. Even flinching from the physical contact, he enjoyed the soft feeling of it. He never had someone treat a killer so kindly before.

“Sorry.” He muttered softly. So faint that he was sure that the heavy rain outside drowned him out and he would have to repeat himself again, even if he wanted to die from embarrassment from doing so. Luckily, they shook their head softly and their thumb gently rubbed against Hizen’s hand.

“No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled like that. Seeing you so hurt and hearing how you feel about the mission really upset me but I shouldn’t have yelled like that.” 

Another silence fell into the room as the saniwa rested their head against the mattress, exhaustion coming over them from the sobbing and adrenaline rush of the news. The silence was comfortable compared to the one before. Hizen’s hand hesitantly stroked the saniwa’s head, trying to mimic the gesture from the memory yet unconfident in their abilities. 

“I will try… to learn how to… l-live another way.” 

They looked up at Hizen, making his hand freeze in the air unsure where to put it. Their expression was pure shock as they lifted themself up. Hizen never actively spoke to them and they were accepting that the conversation of the night would have ended at the sorries before they left the room. A soft blush could be seen on his face as he looked down at the blanket that covered his body. Part of the saniwa wanted to ask if he was sure and have a further conversation on it. They knew the sword better than they thought and knew that would only make him more uncomfortable.Instead they smiled, and gently patted his head with him flinching slightly, only to lean into it.

“Thank you, Hizen. I will be by your side as you try to learn to enjoy life another way. We will go at your pace, I promise.”

[goldenteaset]

2023 Fic Writer Year In Review (Part 1)

These came from this ask post here, but I felt like answering them in chunks on my own, similar to what I did in 2022. I was a lot happier this year. :D

Answers 1-10 under the cut!

What’s something new that you tried in a fic this year? How did it turn out and would you do it again?

Messing with formatting and POV in "An Act of Husbandry" (Virche Evermore, Scien/Ceres)! I think it turned out great, thanks to the Despair Ending that inspired it having a lot to work with. I definitely want to try it again!

2. How many fics did you work on this year? (They don’t have to be finished or published!)

...I have no idea, actually. ^^; A lot? Let's go with that, yeah.

3. What’s something you learned about yourself as a writer?

Being honest with what I want to write makes the act of writing go so much easier. Also a lot of things I thought I'd never consider writing I absolutely would if given the right characters.

4. What piece of media inspired you the most?

A lot of media, not even ones that I wrote fic for! Cupid Parasite wound up being a huge inspiration just for how it handled the different "love types" in each route so effectively. Baldur's Gate 3 has helped me put into context how I want to write Legato in Ligature. Virche Evermore has made me adore visual novels as a medium more than ever. Anne Rice's books once again reminded me of why I write in the first place...I could go on. XD

5. What fandom(s) did you write for this year?

Alphabetically: Berserk, Death Note, Granblue Fantasy, Trigun ('98 and Stampede), Touken Ranbu, What in Hell is Bad?, and Virche Evermore.

6. What ship(s) captured your heart?

This was the year of Legato x A Good Chunk of Trigun's Cast, with special mention going to Legato x Vash, Legato x Meryl and Legato x Knives x Vash. Allan x Lynette from Cupid Parasite also occupied my thoughts a lot, but I didn't feel the need to write fic for them. ^^; Also, coming in at the end of the year: is that Scien x Ceres from Virtue Evermore with a steel chair?! Yes it is, and I've never been happier to be bludgeoned.

7. What character(s) captured your heart?

Legato waited 10+ years before setting up shop in my heart and I still don't know what happened. Later, Scien kicked down the door and Ceres apologized before also stepping in too.

...Also, I feel it's worth mentioning, but good lord was this ever Belial's year as well, even more so than the last five. Confound this man and his ability to make anything sexy as long as he's involved!!

8. Did you write for a new fandom or ship this year?

With the exception of Berserk, GBF and Touken Ranbu, they were all new this year! (And even GBF had new faces, like Lodi.) In general I let myself run wild.

9. What fic meant the most to you to write?

...Hmm. It says something that there are so many contenders this year, doesn't it? Every time I think I have an answer, two more options appear. In general, there were points where I really felt characters' emotions as I wrote, and I hope readers felt the same.

10. What fic made you feel the happiest to work on?

Again, a really hard question! XD But I do have an easy answer for that: Baby Princess Training Diary (GBF, Belial x Lyria and Belial x Lyria x Djeeta, rated E). It's a combo of being happy that I finally knew what I wanted out of it, and also just...I love Lyria so much and wanted her to have the best possible time, "even" in a kinky, dubcon story like this one. For whatever reason, she brings out Belial's most Dangerously-Caring Boyfriend Energy, and there are moments in this where I had to look away because they were so cute together! And adding Djeeta into the mix made it all the sweeter. It just wouldn't stop, even when it was time to edit. The fic itself isn't going to be to everyone's tastes, and I knew that, but still. It was just so fun...

[ventithedrunkbardehe]

Masterlist

So finally I got myself to make a masterlist

Genshin Impact

A day with Kazuha would contain

Dating Tartaglia would contain

Kaeya x Reader (Comfort!)

Eula x Amber relationship headcannons

Mondstad boys reacting to reader who's as strong as Yor from Spy x Family

Idolish7

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Hypnosis Mic

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Touken Ranbu

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Paradox Live

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Lookism

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Luxiem

Soon-

Xsoleil

Doppio Dropscythe x reader (+18)

Cockwarming with Ver Vermillion

Streamer!reader accidentaly revealing their relationship with the Xsoleil boys ft.Nina!

Tsukipro, Tsukiuta

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Free!

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Boku no Hero Academia

Hawks x reader (18+)

Tokyo Revengers

Non!Toman members reacting to a gn!reader who is as strong as Yor from spy x family

Toman members + Bonten members reacting to gn!reader who is as strong as Yor from spy x family

Spy x Family

Twiyor wedding

Yor Forger crushing a car by accident

Mr. Henderson finding out that Damian and Anya are getting married to eachother

Blue Lock

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Cool Doji Danshi

Hayate with a sweet and caring g\n!reader

Takayuki Mima x short M!Reader

Bungou Stray Dogs

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Mo Dao Zu Shi

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Tian Guan Ci Fu

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Haikyuu

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Hakuouki

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High Card

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Kimetsu no Yaiba

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Kuroshitsuji

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Kyoukai no Kanata

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One Punch Man

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Ryman's Club

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Sasaki to Miyano

Sasaki and Miyano being in long distance

Sasaki and Miyano as HC roomates

Shiguang Daili Ren (Link Click)

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Tsurune

ShuuMina (Fujiwara Shuu and Narumiya Minato)

Vanitas no Carte

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Yuukoku no Moriarty

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[sleepy-eclectic-dreaming-writer]

COMMISSION GUIDELINES

Hello there! I’m opening up writing commissions for the time being~! If you’re interested, please shoot me a DM or email me at canadianjkh@gmail.com for further details!

The basics:

All options will be 1 ½ (minimum) to 3 (maximum) pages in length, 12 point font, single spacing word document.

Character letter OR scene: $10 CAD

SPICY character letter OR scene (18+ ONLY): $20 CAD

Fandoms include:

Pokémon SwSh, ScarVio, Legends Arceus

Rune Factory 4 and 5

Touken Ranbu

Genshin Impact

Honkai Star Rail

Obey Me!

Other fandoms can be discussed upon request!

DOs:

Reader Insert

OC Insert

Romance scenarios

Hurt/comfort

Soft whump

Soft kink (18+ only)

Personalization to the requester’s preference!

DON’Ts:

Heavy kink or gore

Minors x adult characters

Minors in adult scenes or scenarios

Bigotry, racism, antisemitism, homophobia/transphobia

Note: I reserve the right to deny a request based on a violation of these guidelines, or if a minor is attempting to request 18+ scenarios.