#actually they should have just treated all the yukimuras better

[blackhholes]

teen wolf meme: [3/6] creatures -> kitsune

There are thirteen kinds of Kitsune: celestial, wild, ocean, thunder... But there is one, a dark Kitsune. They call it void, or Nogitsune.

[welp-back-on-my-bs]

Ikesen Morgan Relationships:

Oda:

Mai: "Honestly, I think she is amazing! She is doing so well with being here in the past. I may not have been there, but in the 'sibling meetings', it was brought up. She is also very talented, and I try to help her sometimes if I gave the time"

Nobunaga: "he is on top of the food chain. We have a weekly game night where we play a differnt game each night. It's a lot of fun and it wasn't what I was expecting when he called me to his room. He did mention the little uh... thing from town... heh... we shared some candy for that!"

Hideyoshi: "he honestly is very overprotective. I mean- come on. But I don't exactly blame him for that because of how we met... he is the first person i go to if I can't sleep at night either. He manages to help me relax easily, so it's nice honestly-"

Mitsuhide: "dad number 2. He helped me with survival because and I quote,'You have the survival instincts of a Pidgon.' I mean- I do. But now I'm able to have a better chance to live here on my own. Outside of the other stuff-"

Mitsunari: "Just one of the sweetest people in the Oda. He has treated me extremely well, and I've decided to help him with getting to sleep and eating. After all, how else is he going to keep going on with his passions and live on into a world of peace?"

Ieyasu: "... honestly- he is so indirect about things that get infuriating. Tell me how you ACTIALLY feel dude. But, I do have respect for him for his medicines, and he has taught me more efficient ways to make mine as well."

Masamune: "bitch thinks he can beat me and Moonlight. He has lost most of the races we have done. He is a skilled cook. I'll give him that, and I'll at least try what he makes."

Ramaru: "he often talks to me about feeling guilty. He doesn't share why, but he asks why I don't also feel guilty, too? Those discussions can be quite hard, honestly. But the other times we hang out are nice and peaceful. It's weird..."

Keji: havent met yet

Usui-Takada:

Kenshin: "he took me into his care first. I'll always respect him for that. When I asked him why, he told me that 'You looked lost and frightened. But you held your ground and made a bloody battleground into a peaceful graveyard, respecting each of the men. Someone like that should survive any battle that faces them.'"

Shingen: "Yuki warned me about how flirtatious he could be, so i often stayed away from him. But we ended up bonding over sweets and seeing each other on a more even ground than oh look a 'woman' time to flirt"

Sauske: "I feel lucky to have landed in the same spot ad him. He is sp smart and caring about those he considers friends. I'm glad to be ND glasses buds with him. He may have won out in our training- but that's ok. It just pushed me to work harder!"

Yukimura: "absolute best person to tease. Its so easy and fun too. Along with speaking with Ama and Sauske around him, he gets so lost, but he has picked up on some things. Which is even better!"

Yoshimoto: "People have said that he is a fierce warrior on the battlefield not to be trifled with. But I never met that version of him. The one I met actually taught me the language, and we bonded over the arts. I do wish some of his vessels would stop with the whole die for honor... but that is of this period... and it is horrible..."

Kantesugu: "I dont get along with him as well as I do Mitsunari, we inky met in passing and didn't really interact. When we did, he was direct and straight to the point which I appreciated"

Other:

Kicho: "I met up with him by accident one day. I didn't realize at the time that he was technically an enemy. But... what he told me and what we talked about... heh... couldn't help but relate. I'm glad he is able to be himself now. His true self. I also hope that I can help him whenever he needs me... he even offered to help me funnily enough-"

Motanari: "bitchass mother fucker"

Kennyo: "he is dragging others into his pit of dispair and grief. It's destroying everything around him. At least he knows it... he would definitely refuse me helping him if I were to ever offer. 'Oda rat' or something like that is probably what he would call me..."

Siblings/Mother

Amaryllis:( @silkkorchid ) "Ama is quite fun to be around, literally just- the non biological child of Mitsuhide and Hideyoshi. She helped me get out of my shell a bit and managed to get me out- so I really appreciate her"

Rubia ( @rubia8 ): "Sweet sis, getting dragged into Ama's chaos... we play with strays often that she hides in her room"

Hydrangeas ( @colourless-hydrangeas ): "singlehandedly brought peace via split custody? She is really quite well spoken, and I have a lot of respect for her hand in ending the bloodshed."

Kiyomi ( @just-a-little-silly ): "aparantly- lord Nobunaga has a sister- who has my dad's around her pinky finger. She was honestly what sealed me staying with the Oda. She helped me get a job as a stable hand. If I ever need peace and quiet, we normally just go somewhere together. She honestly treats me, so well..."

[kumoriyami-xiuzhen]

Hakuoki Drama CD - Shimabara Disturbance Track 2 English translation

Heya, I know this is late... but my eye problems continued until the symptoms got better last Tuesday, on April 2nd. Long story short, I had difficulties keeping my eyes physically open without them feeling irritated or hurting after 6pm, which really cut away my time to translate for the past two weeks as I normally translate in the evenings, which didn’t help when I was actively cutting back on my screen time while that happened. Overall, my symptoms seemed to have cleared up for the most part since I started using Hypochlorous acid as recommended by my optometrist and I have thankfully stopped needing to walk around with a damp towel everywhere for relief. 

Anyway, I decided to post these as soon as I finish them to make up for the post-less March... I’m about a quarter way through track 3 (it and track 4 are over 10min), but I already have 5 and 6 done so it hopefully won’t take too long? I’m really sorry bout that!

Also, for various reasons, I've decided not to tag the characters for the rest of this drama for the time being. I'll tag them a week after I post the last track... if I remember to. 

Anyway, enjoy! 

Hakuoki Drama CD - Shimabara Disturbance Track 2: How to use reward money

Translation by KumoriYami

(pacing footsteps)

Saito: There's no need to worry about this myself, I'll just ask Yukimura directly. Thinking this, I came to her room... 

But, how do I say this? Isn't it strange to suddenly ask “do you want a a woman’s kimono?” Or should I indirectly ask about what can be done to make her feel happy? No, but not only that there’s....

(door opens)

Saito: Ah! Yu-Yukimura! No, I wasn't doing anything. Anyway, can I have some of your time? There's something I wanted to tell you...

Saito: Nn, then, excuse me.

(door closes)

Saito: Yukimura, um, ermhm... What I'm going to say isn't important, no, not only is it a trivial matter that doesn't matter at all... Um.... 

(footsteps from outside)

Harada: Hey, Chizuru, you there?

(Door opens)

Harada: Fu... Sorry, looks like you already have a guest? 

Saito: No, it's fine, you have something to speak about?

Harada: Ah, yeah, just now, what was her name? That girl named Sen came to visit. I'm sorry, Saito, can you bring Chizuru to see her? I have to go on patrol next.

Saito: I understand. Yukimura, let’s go.

..................

Sen: Chizuru-chan, long time no see! But it actually hasn't been that long. I wanted to see Chizuru-chan quite a bit. The Shinsengumi haven't been bullying you, right? Are you okay?

Saito:....

Sen: Everyone's been treating you well? Really? You're not saying that because of this person next to you?

Saito: I’m sorry, I can’t leave.

Sen: I know that, I just wanted to hear her honest words.

Saito: Uh, hn....  

Sen: In any case, Chizuru-chan can't lie. I still remember when you came to Shimabara. Truly, you're really someone who shines the more you get polished! It was really trough after that time. There were a lot of people asking who that geisha was. Hey, would you like to come again? Kimigiku would also like to see you again, you can wear a beautiful kimono again!

Saito: A beautiful kimono... 

[recalling]

(Heisuke:  If I had a lot of money, I would give Chizuru a beautiful kimono. She was very happy!)

Saito: Sure enough, Yukimura, she...

Sen: Well, please think it about it! You're always welcome!... Now that I've seen Chizuru-can's smile, I should be going back soon. 

Saito: Ah, uh... is that okay?

Sen: Yes, although I am a bit reluctant to, I really just came to see her today. Next time, let's go out for tea and chat! See you, Chizuru-chan!

(Sen gets up[?])

Saito: Wait, it's dangerous for a woman to go/leave alone. I'll accompany you.

Sen:, No it's okay. I grew up and Kyoto and will be taking a safe road/route back. 

Saito: I have something I'd like to talk to you about. Could I please escort you? 

Sen: Something to say to me?  I understand. Then, let’s go. 

..............

(walking on a road)

Sen: How long will it be before you are all willing to let Chizuru-chan go/When will you be releasing Chizuru-chan?

Saito: That’s abrupt. 

Sen: She's confined at your headquarters from morning til night, day after day, and even though she's a young woman, she can't even dress up, She's obviously worried about her father's situation but can't go looking for him. She must be feeling very anxious.

Saito:.....

Sen: Do you understand how cruel you all are to her?

Saito; We have our own circumstances. 

Sen:....

Saito: But, what you say is understandable. 

Sen: Eh.

Saito: I did say that I wanted to speak to you. I just want Yukimura to be able to dress in a beautiful kimono/I want Yukimura to wear a beautiful kimono [can be interpreted either way]. Would it be possible to borrow a room at Shimabara? If she goes there, she’ll be able to act as a woman as she wishes to

Sen: Ah, Chizuru-chan will definitely be happy! Then, leave all the preparations to me! I'll bring out our most beautiful kimono! I also have to tell Kimigiku about this too!

Saito: No, you don't have to go to that extent. Just prepare a room...

Sen: Just escort me here. I have to go back and start preparing...!

Saito: Hey, wait... listen to what I have to say... 

(their voices fade)

Kazama: I see. It looks like this will be very interesting...

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My personal bias says that Saito never lets go of Chizuru cuz they get married. xD

[glatisant-questing]

Yamazaki's Short Story from Hakuoki Manyo no Shou Limited Edition Booklet (Translation)

This story is sooo cute that I got to translate it. I often wondered if Yamazaki and Chizuru are of the same MBTI type. The two of them are just perfect together.

(As for the Chinese herbal medicine, it seems that there is no need to buy more for the time being… The problem is the tools and medicines used for treating wounds and Western medicine…) 

I am completely ignorant about the tools and medicines for medical arts and Western medicine. I have no choice but to consult with Yukimura-kun.

As I was thinking about these things, I looked for Yukimura-kun, but I couldn’t find her. 

When I went out to the courtyard, I saw Shimada, who was about to go somewhere, so I called out to him. 

“Shimada-kun, have you seen Yukimura-kun? I have something to ask her.” 

“Oh, Yamazaki-kun. I saw Yukimura-kun hanging kimonos in the courtyard.” 

“The courtyard, huh? Thanks.” 

I thanked Shimada-kun and hurried to the courtyard. 

As Shimada-kun said, Yukimura-kun was in the courtyard, hanging kimonos. 

“Yukimura-kun.” 

When I called out to her, she quietly turned around. 

“Ah, Yamazaki-san, hello.” 

“Are you hanging kimonos?” 

“Yes, it’s almost the season to change clothes. I want the other Shinsengumi members to wear them comfortably.” 

“…I see.”

It is said that women tend to notice the details more than men, and I strongly feel that when I look at Yukimura-kun.

 (I also pride myself on being attentive, and I often receive compliments from the Vice-Commander, but still I can’t match Yukimura-kun.) 

As I was thinking about that– 

“So, Yamazaki-san, do you have something for me?”

 I came to my senses when Yukimura-kun asked me. 

“Ah. Actually–” 

I asked Yukimura-kun for advice on buying medical tools and Western medicines. 

“…So, if there is anything missing, I thought I would buy it on the way.” 

“I understand. I will check our backlog as soon as I finish this.”

 Yukimura-kun said so and tried to resume her work.

 “I’ll help you. It will be faster if we do it together.” 

“But… are you sure? Yamazaki-san, don’t you have other work to do?” 

“It’s not that I don’t, but it’s not so urgent that I have to do it right now. Besides, it would be better if you come with me for shopping. And we might be able to find Koudou-san on the way.” 

“Yamazaki-san…” 

Yukimura-kun looked at me with a grateful expression… 

(When I’m looked at like this, I feel… uneasy. I know she doesn’t have any ulterior motives, but still…)

 She bowed her head, expressing her gratitude. 

“Thank you for your kindness. I’ll take your word and go with you.” 

“Don’t mention it. After all, we are the ones who are forcing you to live in inconvenience. Rather than that, let’s finish this quickly. You also would like a bit more time looking for Koudou-san, don’t you?” 

“Yes, I understand–”

The moment she finished speaking, a small yawn escaped from her mouth.

 “Ah… I’m sorry! I was up late last night.” 

She apologized, looking away in embarrassment.

 “Didn’t you sleep well?” 

“I was reading the book on Eastern medicine that you lent me the other day.” 

“…You don’t have to rush to read it. I told you that you can return it anytime when I lent it to you.” 

“That’s true, but…” 

“If you’re sleepy and tired–”

 I was about to suggest canceling today’s outing, but I stopped myself. 

For Yukimura-kun, who was allowed to go out alone, she couldn’t miss the opportunity to look for Koudou-san. 

“You should take a nap over there. I’ll take care of the clothes.”

 “That’s-- too much!” 

Yukimura-kun immediately refused my offer… 

“If you go out with me like this, it will be more troublesome if you collapse on the way. Just follow what I said.” 

She showed a sad expression on her face. 

“You’re right. I’m sorry.” 

“No, I didn’t mean to blame you… Sorry, I chose my words poorly.” 

“No, it’s not like that…” 

Seeing Yukimura-kun’s expression become more depressed, I regretted my earlier mistake. 

“I know very well that you’re working hard for the Shinsengumi. It won’t hurt to take a nap. I’ll call you when I’m done, so rest over there.”

 I secretly worried that she would take my words in a bad way again, and waited for her reply. 

A smile finally appeared on her lips.

 “I understand. Then I’ll take your word and rest for a while. Thank you always, Yamazaki-san.”

 She bowed her head slightly and sat down on a bench nearby. She closed her eyes and began to doze off. 

(I didn’t do anything worth thanking me for. What is it… How nice is she?)

 I thought so, but I felt relieved by talking to her. 

(She’s good at medicine, of course, but maybe she also has the power to heal broken hearts without knowing it.) 

I thought so as I started working on the clothes that I took over from Yukimura-kun (somewhat forcibly).

Before long– I was in trouble after I finished hanging all the kimonos.

The problem was when to call out to her and wake her up. 

Probably, if I call out to her now, it would be too short a time to be called a nap.

 But if I go and do other work and then wake her up, it might be too late. 

But more than that, I can’t leave Yukimura-kun sleeping here. 

(Well, what should I do…) 

I was thinking about these things as I stood next to her. 

When I am looking at Yukimura-kun sleeping defenselessly, I feel somewhat sorry to wake her up.

 Or rather, I feel like I want to keep looking at her like this——. 

As I dwelled on these thoughts, a gust of wind began to blow.

 “Hmm… Ah… Um, how long have I been sleeping? The kimonos?” 

Yukimura-kun woke up and asked me, looking around at me and the surroundings. 

“O-oh, I’m glad you’re awake. I finished hanging the kimonos and was about to wake you up.” 

“Is… is that so… I’m sorry. I really left it all to you.” 

“Don’t worry about it. Come on, get ready to go out.” 

“…Yes!”

 She left a cheerful reply and went away.

As I watched her back, I wish I could have seen her sleeping face a little longer…

---fin---

[cirilla-fiona-riannon]

Introduction Practice

Team Sapphire

Nobunaga: "Okay. Let's start with you, Shingen."

Shingen: "The gentleman thief who will steal your heart has arrived. Wait for me under the moon tonight."

Ieyasu: "Ugh, so pretentious."

Yoshimoto: "But isn't a phantom thief supposed to be pretentious? It's better to go all out."

Shingen: "He's right. Being a little pretentious is okay."

Hideyoshi: "I'd also love to hear Lord Nobunaga's introduction!"

Nobunaga: “An introduction, huh?"

Ieyasu: "If Nobunaga says something pretentious, I might catch a cold."

Mitsunari: "Lord Ieyasu, are you feeling unwell?"

Ieyasu: "Shut up, Mitsunari."

Shingen: "So, what's your introduction?"

Hideyoshi: "How about something like: The Sixth Heavenly Demon King! I will take everything from you without mercy!"

Nobunaga: "Hideyoshi. Are you trying to pick a fight with me?"

Hideyoshi: "T-That's not my intention..."

Yoshimoto: "It's an interesting suggestion, though. Why not give it a try?"

Nobunaga: "The Sixth Heavenly Demon King. I will take everything from you without mercy."

Ieyasu: "It's scary. The tone has changed, and there's no freshness to it."

Nobunaga: "Ieyasu. If you have time to complain, then you should give it a try."

Yoshimoto: "How about: I shall claim your heart, I swear upon the name of Tokugawa!"

Ieyasu: "You're just saying whatever comes to mind."

Shingen: "Well, why don't you try it, Ieyasu?"

Ieyasu: "Be prepared, for I shall claim your heart."

Mitsunari: "It's wonderful! I need to consider my introduction."

Hideyoshi: "I need to think of my introduction as well."

Ieyasu: "Sigh. Are we really going to do this?"

Team Ruby

Yukimura: "Introduction, huh? That's a tough one."

Sasuke: "I'm actually good at coming up with those kinds of things."

Masamune: "Oh, nice. Sasuke, come up with introductions for everyone."

Ranmaru: "Make them cool, okay?"

Keiji: "I like something flashy!"

Kanetsugu: "It's up to Sasuke. We're counting on you."

Sasuke: "Okay. Let's start with Yukimura."

Sasuke: "His passion, hidden behind a flapping cloak, will not let his prey escape."

Yukimura: "Hey, you're treating me like a wild boar."

Ranmaru: "Come on, do it for the others too!"

Sasuke: "Alright, next is Masamune."

Sasuke: "Watch this exciting show as I take your lips away."

Masamune: "Heh, I like that."

Yukimura: "That's totally different from mine."

Keiji: "Don't sweat the details! Your introduction was cool, too, Yukimura."

Masamune: "Sasuke, keep going."

Sasuke: “Alright, next is Ranmaru.”

Sasuke: “A bewitching little devil descending from the sky, taking your hand.”

Ranmaru: “It’s cute and cool! I’ll go with that.”

Sasuke: “Thank you. Now, onto Keiji.”

Sasuke: “The storm-bringing prodigy! I will boldly sweep you away!”

Kanetsugu: “It suits him perfectly. Very Keiji-like.”

Sasuke: “And for Kanetsugu...”

Sasuke: “I will always obtain the treasure of passionate fire hidden in your eyes.”

Keiji: “That conveys that he’s a passionate man, too. It’s great.”

Masamune: “Let’s think of introductions for Sasuke as well.”

Yukimura: “I’ll come up with one. It’s payback for earlier.”

Yukimura: “A glimmering pair of glasses. Behold, a slightly amazing phantom thief!”

Sasuke: “Thank you, Yukimura! I think it’s really good.”

Yukimura: “Damn it, don’t act like you like it.”

Kanetsugu: “Anyway, we’ve got introductions for everyone now.”

Team Diamond

Kennyo: "I guess it's necessary to think of a speech if you want to call yourself a thief."

Motonari: "It's a pain in the ass, but let's do it."

Kicho: "Let's make one for a few people first, and after we finish it, we'll come up with one for all of us."

Mitsuhide: "Yeah, it's important to have the same direction."

Kenshin: "Then, I'll go first."

Kenshin: "I will cut down everything and protect my treasure. There is nothing I cannot steal."

Motonari: "It's too straightforward. It would be better to add a twist to make it more phantom thief-like."

Kenshin: "What does it mean to be phantom thief-like?"

Mitsuhide: "Pretentious, dazzling, and light-hearted. These are some of the attitudes necessary for a phantom thief."

Kennyo: "How about adjusting it to something like: There's no treasure I can't steal, even from the most invincible guards."

Kenshin: "I see, not bad."

Kicho: "Kenshin, give it a try."

Kenshin: "Don't order me around. That's what I'd like to say, but fine."

Kenshin: "There's no treasure I can't steal, even from the most invincible guards."

Mitsuhide: "It's quite refined."

Motonari: "So, we should create them in a similar way?"

Kennyo: "Whose introduction should we think of next?"

Mitsuhide: "How about Kicho? Let me come up with one for him."

Kicho: "........."

Mitsuhide: "In the pitch-black night, a gracefully dancing butterfly will take its treasure."

Motonari: "That's unique to Kicho. It's good. Give it a try, Kicho."

Kicho: "In the pitch-black night, a gracefully dancing butterfly will take its treasure."

Kenshin: "Hmm, not bad."

Kicho: "I just said what I was told to say."

Motonari: "Let's keep this up and make one for all of us."

[ikeromantic]

More Than Life

A mini-fic for @scruffymctee featuring Shingen and his honeyed tongue (cough) for my 400 Follower Celebration! Approx. 1900 words

May, Shingen, Sweet and (very) Spicy!

Shingen did not love flowers as much as Yoshimoto did, but flowers, as every wise man knew, were one way to please a goddess. He focused on that as Yoshimoto walked him through hanakotoba, pointing out each type of blossom, color variation, even the shape of the leaves and stem . . .

“The perfect bouquet for a woman should indicate your reverence for her beauty, your passion, respect for her wisdom and will, the qualities you love in her, and -”

Shingen stopped, confused as Yoshimoto stopped talking. The Imagawa clan head was staring off into the distance with a sublime smile. He followed Yoshimoto’s gaze to one of the garden paths. There, his goddess walked. Petals fell around her, landing in her hair and shoulders, covering the path beneath her feet. As if the world sought to worship her as he did. His beauty.

After a moment, both men coughed, shuffling their feet. Yoshimoto’s gaze slid to a vining morning glory as if it was that which caught his attention.

“I think I know what flowers I will choose, Yoshimoto. Thank you for helping me with this.” Shingen smiled at his friend.

“Of course. It is the least I can do.” The Imagawa clan leader bowed low.

After Yoshimoto left, Shingen sat on one of the sun-warmed stones. Though he meant to be looking at the flowers, his eyes strayed to her. She’d found a shady spot to watch the koi pond while she worked. A bit of cloth lay in her lap, and thread.

Shingen wondered what she was working on. He loved her creativity. Was there a flower for that? He couldn’t recall if Yoshimoto mentioned it. Something with ‘a’ . . . aster? No.

“Are you watching me?”

He started in surprise, wondering just how long he’d been lost in his thoughts.

“I don’t like being stalked.” His goddess frowned at him, her hands in small fists at her hips.

Shingen thought fast, trying to come up with something smooth. Words to win her back to him. But his mind hit the same refrain he’d been stuck in since their argument. “I - I’m sorry! Please, just talk to me . . .” but she was already turning away. Damn. Shingen’s fist connected with the stone, painful, but not as much as the hole in his chest.

He saw Sasuke approach and take her arm. She leaned on his shoulder as he guided her out of the garden. Shingen wasn’t jealous. He knew Sasuke too well to worry the ninja would try to steal his girl. He was her friend and it was good she had someone to talk to.

Shingen stood and stretched. His hand was throbbing but he ignored it. He had a plan to win his goddess back and it started with a bouquet. Something so beautiful that she would soften her rage and let him apologize.

He heard footsteps and turned, hoping it was Sasuke. A word with the ninja would be good. He might have some insight, afterall. But it was only Yukimura. Yuki was a fine young man, but he knew nothing about women and even less about romance.

The two men scowled at each other in a friendly way.

“You look awful,” Yuki said after a moment. “You’ve got a stain on your collar and leaves in your hem.”

Shingen brushed at his clothes self-consciously. He hadn’t really been thinking much about his clothes the last few days.

“Anyway, Kenshin says to leave you be but I figure he knows less about this than I do. I mean, he hates girls. Not her - but most of ‘em.” Yuki’s frown looked more sad than anything else. “You really messed this up, didn’t you.”

It wasn’t a question. Shingen nodded, feeling another wave of sharp pain in his chest. “I only meant to go drinking and be back by dark,” he sighed.

“Sure.”

“Nothing really happened.”

“Right.”

Shingen sighed. They’d had this conversation a thousand times. Telling Yuki again did him no good. It was his goddess that needed to know. She had to believe him. The girls with their tokkuri, pouring him drink after drink. He’d barely noticed them. It was only his bad luck that one had . . . well, not fallen. Jumped. On him. Right at the moment she’d come through the door.

It looked bad. Shingen couldn’t deny that. But he had eyes only for his goddess. Only wanted to touch her. His princess was the only woman he could see, and if she didn’t want him . . .

“Come on. Don’t make that face or we’ll both end up crying.” Yukimura slapped Shingen’s arm lightly.

Shingen swallowed. “Sorry.” He cleared his throat. “Is there - did something happen?”

It was Yuki’s turn to look uncomfortable. “I, uh, I’m not - I mean, girls are - anyway - I wanted to help you. If you need it. ‘Cause you can’t fight like this.” He shrugged.

“You're a good man, Yukimura.” Shingen tried on a smile. It almost fit. “There is something you can help me with, actually.”

A few minutes later, Yukimura hurried from the garden with his marching orders.

Now to find Sasuke. Or rather, to be found by. The ninja leapt down from a rooftop just as Shingen reached his rooms at Kasugayama.

“She is still angry.” That was what the ninja said, one eyebrow slightly raised for emphasis.

Shingen nodded. “I figured. And I deserve it. I shouldn’t have let those women treat me to a round.” Several rounds, if he was honest but it didn’t bear mentioning right now.

Sasuke nodded. “I am glad you realize that. She said, and I quote, ‘He probably called them all princess,’ and then burst into tears. You are FUBAR.”

“What? Food . . . bar?” Shingen shook his head. Something from the future, he guessed. “But . . . you said she was crying. I - I promised I wouldn’t make her cry.”

“I know.” Sasuke watched him, his expression flat and unreadable.

Shingen thought the ninja might be a little angry with him too. “Did you tell her I said I was sorry?”

“Affirmative, but there was no positive reaction to that statement.” After a moment of silence between them, he added. “I hope you have a better plan in mind.”

“I do.” He pulled the ninja to the side and gave him the general outline.

Sasuke nodded thoughtfully. “It might work. So what do you need me to do?”

“Keep her out of her room for the day - preferably outside the castle.”

“I can do that. But fair warning. If this doesn’t work, I didn’t know and I wasn’t involved.”

Shingen gave a pained grin. “It’s on my head. And don’t I know it.” He went back to his rooms and began his part in this plan. A letter. Words to open the heart of a goddess, he hoped.

The next morning, he put his plan into action. Sasuke took his goddess to the town to see a new fabric dye he'd found. Yukimura brought sweets and new wine from a local shop she liked. And Yoshimoto helped Shingen pick the finest flowers. When they were done, her room was covered in blossoms.

There were sakura bunches, the last of the season. Delicate purple sumire, and white anemone. Lilies, roses and camellias. Yoshimoto arranged them in layers of meaning. Apology, remembrance, all of the things he loved about her, and finally, love and passion. The center was a red burst of camellia and rose, the petals lying against each other in a profusion of delicate beauty. And there beside them, his letter, the sweets, and wine.

And just in time too. He could hear her laughter from the gate. And Sasuke’s voice, though he couldn’t make out the words.

“We should go. I don’t want to be here when she first sees it.” Shingen followed his friends out of the room.

Yoshimoto gave him a heartfelt smile. “She will see the truth of your heart, Shingen. Good luck.”

Shingen retired to his room. He tried to read, but couldn’t focus. Then he stood, pacing back and forth like a caged tiger. Waiting was impossible. He had to know if his princess could possibly -

His door slammed open and she stood in the glow of sunset, red light glinting off her skin. His goddess. Her eyes were damp from crying. The curve of her lips trembled with some strong emotion.

He opened his mouth to say something - anything - but his throat closed tight.

“I hate you so much,” she whispered hoarsely, closing the distance between them.

Shingen was ready for a slap. For her to shout. For whatever she wanted from him, whatever it took to earn her forgiveness. He wasn’t prepared for her to throw her arms around him and kiss him.

He could feel every inch of her beneath the thin fabric of her kimono and after days of distance between them, she felt like heaven. Like coming home. Shingen drowned in the taste of her, the way she smelled. He felt like a man dying of thirst, finally granted spring rains.

She pulled back, her eyes studying his face intently. “I should still be mad at you. But I - I just can’t . . .”

“I’m so sorry, princess. I was an idiot. I am an idiot.”

“You are.” She gave a laugh that was half-sob. “I feel like you tore my heart out.”

“And mine with it.” Shingen cradled her like the treasure she was.

She kissed him again, her tongue claiming his mouth with a possessive passion. Her teeth scraped his lower lip lightly as she pulled back. “Mine.”

“Every piece of me,” Shingen agreed.

Her lips traced from his mouth down the line of his jaw, and nipped his neck. “Mine,” she breathed.

Shingen’s voice was hoarse, almost a groan as he agreed. It wasn’t just her kisses. Those wicked hands of hers slid under his clothes, scraping little lines of fire down his sides. His goddess wanted to mark him and he wanted to let her.

She pulled open his kimono, mouth hot on the skin of his chest. She kissed his nipples, her breath making them hard and incredibly sensitive. “Mine,” she growled.

Shingen could only groan agreement as she went lower still. He’d never realized she had such a possessive streak. Nor that it would feel so good to be possessed.

Her fingertips trailed down the tender skin at his hip. Teasing. Drawing little circles that brushed against his most sensitive places.

He was so hard that he ached to be in her. To feel her heat. But he held himself still, letting her lead. And lead she did, pushing the cloth of her kimono back to show how very deliciously naked she was underneath.

His goddess wrapped her legs around him, kissing back up his chest. When she reached his lips she stopped and held his gaze. “God. I missed you so much, Shingen. Don’t you ever, ever, ever do that to me again. Because if you do . . .” her voice shook.

“I am yours, princess. Heart, soul, and body. I never want to be without you.” Shingen held her by the waist, resisting the urge to do more. He could feel how much she wanted him though, with her pressed this close. It was maddening. How could one woman be angel and demon all at once? Filling his heart and driving him mad with desire for her. She was everything.

She smiled. It was a hurt smile, one that said trust would take time to rebuild. But it was a smile nonetheless. “Do you . . . want me?” A question heavy with meaning.

“More than life.”

“Show me.”

Shingen did. He gave her every breath of longing he’d had since their fight, every shred of himself. He worshipped her with his tongue and his hands and his cock. With his eyes and his words of love. And angel that she was, she blessed him with her pleasure until, exhausted, they slept.

[aliaisreal]

( 🧺 ) i am so sorry for the late reply 😭 uni has been kicking me in the ass lately - thank goodness, we will be having a two-day academic break tomorrow!!

shit's gonna go down . . . you mean everyone hiding away once gojo satoru brings his blindfold down. his bright blue eyes sparkling with violence and danger. yet somehow he still looks so angelic while threatening and dominating some people.

junpei deserved better 🥺 i'm so so so glad that you created a fic with him. his dynamic with mizuki is so beautiful. speaking of mizuki, do you have any trivial facts of her clan? 👀 they seem really interesting!!

no bc the image of mizuki and her friends using her as a lie detecter against satoru threw me out 😭 they'd call her in the oddest hours of the day just to make her detect satoru's lies.

👀👀👀 maybe give me a what-if scenario of what satoru could've done. unhinged and feral gojo is one of the best gojo's out there.

your satoru hc has me weak . your satoru should be acknowledged . he doesn't send you text messages anymore, he straight up just voicemails you. your conversations with him consists of you typing out your replies, and him voice-mailing his.

no, thank YOU, alia! 🥺 your gojo hcs made my night. he may be a dumbass, but he's our dumbass. <3 i hope you have a lovely day/night!

Ahhhh nonny! Don’t apologize! I’m just glad that you guys are allowed to take a few days off to rest from a hectic week! Woohoo! Be sure to treat yo self with a well deserved rest! Lengthy post ahead so might as well put it under the line.

Satoru’s got a personality of a devil but got an appearance of an angel so when shit’s gonna go down, you better make yourself scarce and hope whoever’s at the end of Satoru’s ire is already praying for their lives… while the rest of his friends watch amusedly- possibly while eating popcorn. (They actually did this once but like, drinking coffee and not popcorn)

Junpei really deserved better! I’m trying to put on a follow up fic where he builds his friendship with the rest of the first years. 🥺 Already got the idea down now I just need some words… y'know- to create the story. 😅

AND! I do agree with you when you said what Junpei got with Mizuki is beautiful- she may not be his biological mother and no one could even replace her but he can trust Mizuki to be there for him for as long as he wants her to be. (The road to healing is never an easy one, after all.)

Random Fun Facts about Mizuki’s clan:

Originally, the presiding clans of Jujutsu were dubbed as the Big Four, with Yukimura clan as its fourth clan. However, because of the discord sown in between the three, they chose to step away from the fight- secluding themselves at the countryside.

That doesn’t mean they were exiled- on the contrary, their nobility and influence actually grew after they decided to isolate themselves.

They were the overseer of justice and fairness. As the clan whose inherited technique has something to do with time and destiny, they had to be objective with their decisions, making sure they are not disrupting anything within the pre-ordained time and the rest of the clans had to respect that- albeit, begrudgingly.

Probably why they have their own court of justice within their ancestral home. The court comprises of seven elders of the respective virtue they uphold, the Head of the Clan, and the future head- the inheritor.

If the Gojo Clan have Six Eyes, the Yukimura Clan have Fleeting Memories. It’s got something to do with the eyes and why Mizuki had to wear glasses all. the. time.

You know, nonny? Their friends actually never used Mizuki as a Gojo lie detector. Shoko and Suguru always had advised their kouhais- and even their senpais to never try to ask Mizuki if Gojo’s telling the truth. Nanami made the mistake of asking her once, and it almost cost him getting a detention from Yaga-sensei.

Chances are, she’d go along with whatever shit Satoru is pulling… she may be even more convincing than Satoru cause come on, her Clan values honesty for heaven’s sake!

What if scenario coming up! May be posted in my writeblr. 😅

And yes! Your late night routine includes you typing in the darkness of your room while giggling at Satoru’s low whispers coming from your headphones. It’s like…having a personal ASMR. 😅😌

I’m glad you liked these little HCs nonny! They are amazing and I’m having fun with our conversations. It’s fine if you send more or if you spam me- I really don’t mind. Just make sure to prioritize yourself okay? If you’re not feeling well, don’t push yourself and always remember to take rests!

[writingwhimsey]

The Tiger and the Oda Princess Ch. 1

This is just a fanfic of how I imagine things might go following Shingen's dramatic route ending. Hope you enjoy! Mature content!

Chapter 1

I woke to the morning sun streaming in through the open window. The fall crisp fall air, filling the room. I rolled over and found that I was alone in the futon, however there was a letter beside me. I opened it up and found Shingen's handwriting.

Good morning, my love. I am saddened by the face that I was unable to be there when you awoke this morning...I miss my good morning kisses and the way you look in the morning light. However Sasuke and Yuki were quite adamant that I could not see you this morning. I am counting the hours until I see you later this afternoon. I would count the seconds, but there are far too many of those. I do hope you got plenty of rest last night because once we are alone, we will have much to celebrate tonight and sleep is not something I plan on either of us having much of. Until our wedding, I will be missing you.

Love,

Shingen

I couldn't help the smile that came to my face. Today was the day we had been planning for the last few weeks. I sat up in bed, the excitement and my happiness overflowing. Just then the door opened and a group of maids were coming in.

"Good morning Lady Ava." Otsuna, an older maid, who I learned had played a large part in helping raise Shingen.

"Good morning, Otsuna." I greeted, smiling brightly.

She returned my smile with a warm one of her own. "We have your breakfast and as soon as you are finished, we will be getting you bathed and ready for the big day."

"Thank you, I really appreciate it." I said, bowing.

Otsuna smiled. "How many times must I tell you, you don't have to bow to me? You are about to marry my lord after all, making you the lady of this castle."

"Probably every day for the rest of time." I answered. "I was raised to show respect to everyone. In my home town station doesn't really matter."

"One of the many reasons we all love you." She replied. "Now hurry up and eat my lady."

I was getting up and eating and soon I was being led out of the room and to the bath. While I normally bathed myself or occasionally was bathed by Shingen when we bathed together...okay that actually happened quite often, but you know sexy times and all...Otsuna and the other maids insisted on bathing me.

"I can't wait to see how this wedding is going to be." Otsuna told me as she washed my hair. "I hear you are blending in some traditions from your hometown?"

"Yes, we are." I answered. "Starting with the one where it is considered bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding."

"You sound quite disappointed with that one." She teased.

"It's silly superstition." I replied. "But then again it is nice to participate in some of the traditions."

"And Master Sasuke will be helping with performing the ceremony how they do in your hometown?" Otsuna asked.

"Yes."

"It's still so strange how you two are from the same place. I mean since it is such a far away place and yet you both ended up here."

Same time. I thought, however only Shingen, Yukimura, and Kenshin knew that. "Yes, life can be funny sometimes."

Once my bath was over, I was getting out and drying off. I was wrapped in a comfy robe and then taken to have my hair and makeup fixed. I insisted on nothing too fancy though. It just didn't feel like me or like Shingen, like us.

My hair was put in a simple yet stylish bun with a golden hair pin that had some small red jewels on it. My makeup was very simple, just a bit of color on my lips and cheeks. Now it was time to get dressed. I couldn't help but to smile as I slipped into the kimono I had made for the wedding.

It was made of the same scarlet color as were pictured in the Takeda banners. I had done some floral embroidery, small and delicate in black and gold thread, just along the hem at the bottom. I wore a black and gold obi sash that was tied by a scarlet cord, matching the scarlet of the kimono.

"You look absolutely beautiful." Otsuna told me, smiling.

"Thank you." I said, seeing the warm affection in her eyes.

Just a few more minutes went by and then I was being led out of the room and to a small garden area, where we had decided to have the wedding. We were blending Sengoku traditions and modern traditions to create our very own unique wedding.

When I walked out to the garden, our closest friends were there waiting for us. Shingen stood, waiting for me. He looked so handsome in the kimono I had made for him. I made it in the same colors as mine, though minus the floral embroidery. He smiled as soon as he saw me and reached out his hand.

I placed my hand in his, returning the happy smile. His large hand enveloped my own and he was leading me to a small table where we knelt down. The table was set up between two trees that formed a natural canopy and with the changing of the leaves, looked breathtaking. Kenshin had surprised me by being there at the table performing a tea ceremony.

We had practiced the steps over and over in the past few weeks. Shingen and I exchanged tea cups as part of the tradition. We finished the tea ceremony and then turned to face each other, knee to knee. Shingen took my hands in his, his eyes locked with mine. Sasuke came up and knelt beside us holding a pillow with two weddings wooden bands Shingen had made for us. The rings were simple and yet absolutely stunning, made from a Japanese Maple and polished up. He had also carved the characters for True Love on the bands.

We had written our own vows for the occasion. "Ava, you came into my life, carrying with you the spark of life. I had long ago resigned myself to fate and yet you changed my fate. You have brought me so much love and joy that I had thought I would never see. You are my goddess, my angel, who has made all of my dreams come true. I swear to you that I will spend the rest of my life giving you the same joy and happiness and loving you every second as you deserve." After pledging his vows to me, Shingen took one of the rings and slid it onto my left ring finger.

I could feel the tears of joy welling up in my eyes. His words had been absolutely beautiful and I knew he truly meant them from his heart. "Well, I don't know how I'm going to follow that up." I found myself saying, making Shingen chuckle and earning a laugh from our gathered loved ones.

Shingen reached up a hand to wipe away my tears and give me an encouraging look.

I smiled at him. "Shingen, I never expected when we met for you to be serious. I took you for a flirt...a handsome flirt, but still a flirt. But then as I got to know you, I couldn't think of anything else but you and wanting to know more. Before I knew it I had fallen completely in love with you. You have made me the happiest I have ever been and I can't imagine being with anyone else. I promise you, I will spend the rest of my life with you, sharing all of the love in my heart and making you as happy as you have made me." I was then taking the other ring from the pillow and placing it on Shingen's left ring finger.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife." Sasuke said. "You may kiss the bride."

Shingen smiled at me as he wrapped his arms around me. "The part I've been waiting for." He said before pressing his lips to mine. The kiss was warm and tender and full of love and joy.

We broke the kiss after a few moments, but Shingen still held me in his arms, looking at me as if no one else were there with us. "My wife." He said, smiling at me.

I couldn't help but to smile back. "My husband."

"You guys do know the rest of us are still here, right?" Yukimura spoke up.

"Cut them a break." Sasuke said. "They did just get married."

"Yeah, but you don't live with them." Yukimura said. "They're always like this."

"I think you forget I spent time with them after Shingen had been healed." Sasuke countered.

"Can we get to the banquet already?" Kenshin asked. "I need some sake...and entertainment before I get bored."

While I could feel my cheeks heating up from bashfulness, I also couldn't help but to laugh at our friends. Shingen joined me in my laughter. "Some things never change." He said. "Alright, let us celebrate!"

We were all heading inside then to the dining hall. Shingen kept his arm wrapped around me as we walked. We all took our seats to enjoy the food and sake. When I went to sit beside Shingen, he surprised me by pulling me into his lap.

"Beside you isn't close enough?" I asked, my tone teasing as I looked up at him.

"Never." He answered, kissing my brow.

"You know, I didn't think they could get any worse and yet here they are." Yukimura complained. Though I could see a smile on his face. He was very happy for us.

"Yuki, you might learn something about women and how to treat them by watching us." Shingen replied, teasing. "If you don't learn, how are you ever going to start a family?"

"I will never understand your obsession with wanting your best vassal to have a family. Having attachments dulls your blade. Look at Sasuke, he's the perfect ninja." Kenshin said. "No attachments and his loyalty is to me."

"I think people fight better when they have someone they love to fight for." Shingen countered. "Besides, love is the best thing life has to offer."

When he said that last part, Shingen hugged me tighter to him. "I can agree with that." I said.

"It appears my goddess is on my side once again." Shingen spoke, smiling.

"Were we in a battle?" Kenshin asked. "If so, we should really put our strengths to the test. You and Yukimura versus me and Sasuke. Then we'll see which one of us is right."

"Sorry, but I have better things to be spending my energy on tonight." Shingen replied and then gave me a wink.

I giggled and my cheeks reddened. Then I looked over at Kenshin. "How about no fighting on my wedding day, okay?"

"Here, have more sake and pickled plums, Lord Kenshin." Sasuke said, pouring Kenshin another cup and handing him another plate full of pickled plums.

The party continued and soon musicians were brought in, which I had not been expecting. It was then that Sasuke was announcing that we would be doing some more traditions from our "hometown."

"What traditions are you talking about now?" I asked, eyeing Sasuke suspiciously. The only ones that really were left that involved the music would be first dance and a father-daughter dance, which we clearly couldn't do as my father was somewhere five hundred years in the future.

"This is usually the point in our hometown where the bride would dance with her father. Since that is not possible in this case, we are changing it up a little." Sasuke declared. He was then walking over to me and offering his hand.

I took his offered hand and allowed him to pull me up. "What are we doing?" I asked.

"You'll be dancing with me, as a big brother of sorts." He answered, leading me out to the middle of the room.

"Awe, Sasuke." I said. feeling myself getting emotional.

"I am quite happy for you, Ava." He told me as we danced. "You and Shingen seem to be perfect for each other."

"Thank you." I said.

We danced for a few more moments before Yukimura was cutting in. "Alright, my turn." He said. "Your next brother."

I smiled at him. "You guys are too sweet."

"Oh for me this is more about torturing Lord Shingen." Yukimura said with a teasing grin.

"What, are you playing keep away with me now, is that it?" I asked.

"Something like that." He answered. He was then looking down at the floor. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For saving Lord Shingen and for making him so happy." He answered. "I know I give you guys a hard time, but I am really happy for you two."

"I knew you were secretly sweet." I teased.

Yukimura rolled his eyes. "I swear you two were made for each other."

After a moment more with Yukimura, Kenshin was coming up to us. "Okay, my turn."

"You, too?" I asked, very surprised.

"Only because Sasuke and Yukimura promised to train with me later." Kenshin replied, taking my hand in his and pulling me into a dance with him.

I smiled and hid my laughter. Though he said it was for a bribe I knew it was because he actually did care about Shingen and me. "Well, I am happy that you agreed to it."

"Don't be so happy." Kenshin replied. "It will also annoy Shingen and after all that I put up with while he lived in my castle, he deserves a little payback."

"I also wanted to thank you for presiding over the tea ceremony at the wedding. You did a wonderful job and it really means a lot to us." I told him.

Kenshin just sighed. "It wasn't as boring as I expected it to be." Despite his words, he had a tender look on his face.

We danced a few more moments before Shingen was coming up to us. "Alright, I think you have all had your fun in playing keep away with my bride long enough." He said, his tone playful as always.

That was when I saw the look in Kenshin's eyes change. He was then wrapping one arm around my waist and pulling me against him, while drawing his sword with the other. "If you want her back that badly, you'll have to fight me for her. She is my hostage now."

Shingen arched a perfect brow. "I thought we just went over the fact that I will not be spending all of my energy on a fight with you when I have my wedding night with my bride tonight."

"You're cured, aren't you? You should have plenty of energy to spare now that your health has returned." Kenshin countered.

"Come on, that's enough Kenshin. Put the sword away and let me go." I said, biting back laughter. It was strange how this had all become normal to me.

"This bastard owes me a fight." Kenshin said, looking at Shingen.

"Lord Kenshin, I already promised to train with you if you behaved." Sasuke said.

"But we train all the time. I haven't had a good fight with my greatest rival in ages." Kenshin countered.

"Just let Ava go already." Yukimura said. "Besides you won't just be fighting Sasuke, you'll be fighting me too. I can probably convince a few others to join in. Make it a real challenge for you."

"Just come and drink your sake for now. We'll train tomorrow." Sasuke said, acting as the amazing handler he was. "With Shingen's permission maybe we can even explore the ceilings here. I can even set some traps for you."

Kenshin sighed and released me, putting his sword away. "Alright." He was then walking away to take his seat once more.

Shingen then pulled me into his arms smiling. "And here I thought we could get through one evening without Kenshin pulling out his sword."

"It wouldn't be a party if he didn't." I replied, as we began to sway to the music. "It makes sense now why he agreed to the dance, though."

Shingen laughed. "You don't realize how much everyone else cares for you, too." He replied. "If I'm not careful there's a line of men who would gladly steal you from me."

"I doubt that." I replied. "But in any case, you're the only one for me. There's no one else I'd rather spend my life with."

Shingen lifted a hand to cup my cheek. "You keep speaking like that and I'll have to take you from this party early." He said, his voice low and seductive.

"And that would be a bad thing?" I asked playfully, desire already sparking in me with the promise of his words.

"Well, there are a couple of more surprises that I don't think you'll want to miss." Shingen replied.

"Like what?" I asked.

"We had some gifts sent over...from Azuchi." He answered.

My eyes widened in surprise. "Really? I know in my last letter to them I told them we were getting married...but we hadn't figured out when yet."

"I wrote them." Shingen answered. "For obvious reasons, I couldn't invite any of them, but I did want to have something for you. I know you care about them."

I felt myself tearing up. At Shingen's thoughtfulness of writing to Nobunaga and the others even though they were still enemies. And at my friends' thoughtfulness to send a gift even though I was marrying their enemy. I had no words. I just stretched up and gave Shingen a kiss. "Thank you." I said to him.

"Anything for you my princess." He told me, kissing my brow.

It was then that the gifts were being brought in. One of the gifts was a delicious dessert prepared by Masamune. The other was several bolts of fabric that they had sent for me in my work. There was also a letter, which I read.

Ava,

Though your choice in a husband is one we can't agree with, we all wish you well and only want you to be happy. We hope to have another visit from you to Azuchi soon. Lord Nobunaga has kept your room at the castle as you left it and it will always remain here for you. Should you ever come to your senses to leave Shingen, we will welcome you back here with open arms.

Your friends and family always,

Nobunaga

Hideyoshi

Mitsunari

Mitsuhide

Masamune

Ieyasu

"I can't say that was the most flattering letter." Shingen said. "But as I told you earlier, there is a line of men ready to take you away from me should I give them the chance."

"No one can take me from you." I told him, folding the letter up and putting it away. "My heart is yours, along with the rest of me."

Shingen smiled at me, pulling me close. He gently kissed me on the lips. "As I am yours." He said, but there was a fire in his eyes.

I could see the emotions there, all mixing. Love, passion, desire, and a hint of jealousy. I found my own desire sparking, a roaring flame deep within me at that look. I felt heat through my kimono wherever he touched me.

"I think it is time we call it a night and go to our room." He said in that seductive purr.

I nodded. "Yes."

Shingen turned to everyone. "Thank you all for coming to help us celebrate. Stay and enjoy the food and sake for as long as you like. Good night." He was then sweeping me up into his arms and carrying me out of the room.

As soon as the doors were closed behind us and we were in the main hall, Shingen's lips were on mine in a passionate kiss. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling myself as close as possible to him. We broke the kiss, but he kept me in his arms and carried me all the way to our room. He didn't set me down until we were to the futon. Then he was over me.

We were a tangle of limbs as we kissed once again. Shingen's hands expertly untied my obi as his lips traveled down my neck and then back up it to my ear. "I almost forgot to tell you how beautiful you look tonight." He whispered to me. "It's almost a shame to undress you after you worked so hard on our wedding clothes...almost."

I shivered as his words washed over me. I was sliding my hands to untie his kimono as well. Soon we had each other bared and we were skin to skin. Shingen raked his teeth over my ear, where he knew I was so sensitive. His hands enveloped my bared breasts, all eliciting moans from me.

"I have so much to make up for from not getting to love you last night." He murmured, his warm breath washing over my flesh. He pulled back to look at me, his gaze all fire and love. He took a teasing finger and ran it from the base of my throat, between my breasts, and over my stomach.

I shivered in response to his touch. My eyes were already half-lidded with the pleasure that coursed through my body. Oh the things his touch does! I thrilled internally. "Sometimes the anticipation helps to build the pleasure." I replied, coyly.

Shingen gave me a wicked smile. "Is that so?" He was then leaning over me, kissing my neck. He rested a hand on my thigh, his thumb rubbing in circles teasingly close to my inner most heat and yet just staying out of reach.

I gasped. "What are you doing?" I asked, though I already knew.

Shingen smiled at me. "Using anticipation to build your pleasure." He answered.

"More like teasing me to frustrate me." I said.

Shingen chuckled and leaned in once again, kissing my neck. He then brought his thumb to that sensitive cluster of nerves and continued that circular motion he had been doing on my thigh. He then thrust a finger inside, working up a rhythm.

"Ah...Sh...Shin...gen!" I cried out as he finally gave me what I most craved.

I felt his lips curve into a smile on my neck. "I can deny my princess nothing." He whispered to me as he continued to work me.

All too soon he withdrew his fingers from me. I was about to pout when I felt him position himself between my parted legs, wrapping them around his hips. He was then filling me in a more complete way.

My bucking hips met each of his powerful thrusts. We were lost to pleasure, neither of us able to speak only gasps and moans escaped our lips as we crested that wave of ecstasy together.

We spent the rest of the evening making love like this before finally collapsing and falling asleep in each others embrace. I had never felt more happy or more loved.

Follow the link below for chapter 2!

https://writingwhimsey.tumblr.com/post/656167738314735616/the-tiger-and-the-oda-princess-ch-2

[niallloverontheloose]

“Stop ignoring or sidelining Scott McCall when he is the true alpha and the main fucking character of Teen Wolf!”

LOL the fuck is Scott/Posey Stans’ problem https://scintalla.tumblr.com/post/650697822782586880/i-am-really-done-with-the-tw-fandom-i-mean-this

https://scintalla.tumblr.com/post/650260868277370880/scott-mccall-is-not-dumb

@scintalla:

I am really done with the TW fandom. I mean, this post isn’t about ALL fans of Teen Wolf but the majority have just ruined my experience in this fandom. Keep in mind that these are my opinions which I’m sharing and not a personal attack on anyone. So here’s why I’m fed up with both the fandom and even the show to an extent:

1) The hatred towards Scott McCall is just appalling. I genuinely can’t think of a reason why anyone would hate this precious ray of sunshine who is always trying to protect everyone. Like is a 16 year old and doesn’t know everything about being a werewolf the second he was bitten? *Lol, he’s so ‘dumb’.* Doesn’t immediately trust Derek because he has no reason to? *Poor Derek Scott is such a 'meanie’* Doesn’t abandon Allison the moment Derek tells him to because the latter is a stranger and Allison doesn’t even know about her family being hunters? *Everything is Scott’s 'fault’.* Makes a masterplan to defeat Gerard and save everyone? *Fandom shrugs and continues to make everything about Stiles* His ex girlfriend dies in his arms? *Fandom cries a tear and moves on to fawn on Void! Stiles* Saves everyone in the show, becomes the true alpha from the merit of his character *Fandom closes its eyes and fawns over one liners that Stiles threw* Literally dies and is attacked by his best friend for not saving his father when he was DEAD? *Poor Stiles, Scott is such a bad friend. Why can’t he just do everything according to how Stiles wants him to? Who cares that even Stiles himself trusted Theo and confided in him only about having to kill Donovan and never clarifies to Scott that he did it in self defense.* Like I can go on and on about how much of Scott’s trauma and pain are shrugged off because of fandom’s obsession with Stiles and even the show makes it appear as if it was Scott’s fault somehow that he died and couldn’t save Stiles’ father. I’m so tired. Tyler Posey was so good at playing Scott and his performance is ignored by 99.99% of the fandom.

2) KIRA YUKIMURA DESERVED BETTER! She was treated so badly by both the fandom AND the show! People were continually comparing her and Allison even though Allison was okay with Scott moving on and even teamed up with Kira in 'De- Void’ episode. And why can’t Scott move on? Allison wouldn’t have wanted Scott to mope over her forever. And Kira’s story and character development are thrown in trash and she isn’t even mentioned in season 6! Like, I’m not mad that she chose herself over Scott because it’s okay but they could have spent AT LEAST five minutes to talk about Kira and where she was and how she was doing. And the fandom’s unwarranted dislike of her even though the show had made it clear that she isn’t Allison’s 'replacement’ or whatever reasons people use to justify their hatred of her. Like she is a sweetheart, her relationship with Scott was cute and healthy and she doesn’t deserve any hate thrown towards her. Arden Cho portrayed her so well and I hate that she was treated like this by both fandom and writers of the show.

3) Malia Tate is treated so badly by the fandom that even I was surprised by the venom hurled towards her. Malia spent eight years as a coyote, so obviously she doesn’t know how to handle complex human emotions that even teenagers struggle with. And she does better than expected . She is not an 'unsupportive’, 'abusive’ girlfriend that toxic Stydia (i.e. not ALL stydia shippers, only the toxic ones) shippers make her out to be. She even figured out that Stiles had killed Donovan in self defense and said she didn’t judge him for it. And what did she get in return? She was ditched by her boyfriend for her efforts. And no, it’s not toxic that she was jealous of Lydia and Stiles because she was just dumped and wasn’t given closure over it, so obviously she isn’t going to be okay that her boyfriend was moving on so quickly. Like it’s not ideal but it’s not the worst thing. And even if you don’t ship stalia, you have no reason to hate on her. Just ship your ship and leave others who don’t agree with your personal opinion alone.

I haven’t even scratched the tip of the iceberg but these were the only ones that came to my mind. The blatant sexism and racism from the fans really saddens me and I wouldn’t be so mad if actors like Tyler Posey, Arden Cho, Shelley Hennig etc.. weren’t hated on for doing their literal jobs. Like, I’m not telling you to hate Stiles or Derek (which is impossible as it is when it comes to TW fandom) or tell you to stop shipping Sterek and Stydia (There’s nothing wrong with the ships inherently but I wish its stans weren’t so hell bent on making everything in TW about their ship). Only that you stop hating poc, female characters for no valid reasons and stop excusing your white faves’ problematic actions because they cried about it once or whatever. Like no wonder why white men are able to get away with the worst shit while poc and women suffer for no fault of theirs and hated on for things they can’t control; like their race or gender.

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“I’M NOT TELLING YOU TO LIKE SCOTT AND HATE STILES AND DEREK” Antis screech at the top of their ragged lungs as they proceed to hate Stiles and Derek for daring to eclipse their whiny fav Scott from day one without even trying, throw a temper tantrum because everyone – including the whole Teen Wolf cast and their bitter flop fav Tyler Posey himself – prefers Stiles and Derek to Scott, and go out of their delusional way to twist and/or erase canon in order to blame Stiles and Derek for Scott’s own canonical toxic actions and behavior.

I also luv the way they try to paint Tyler Posey as a poor mistreated, sidelined, discriminated victim and pretend to give a shit about Arden Cho and Kira Yukimura as if Posey hasn’t been texting Jeff Davis begging his buddy to give him a job for the past five years and didn’t refer to Kira as “a good distraction for Scott”

@scintalla post is another proof that Scott Stans never watched an episode of the actual show:

“Scott makes a masterplan to defeat Gerard and saves everyone? Fandom shrugs and continues to make everything about Stiles”

Except that Scott didn’t save anyone in Master Plan – Stiles, Peter and Lydia did – and failed to kill Gerard. The only thing Scott achieved with his dumb excuse of a plan was prompting his buddy Gerard to order the Kanima to slaughter everyone in the warehouse, including Scott.

“His ex girlfriend dies in his arms? Fandom cries a tear and moves on to fawn over Void Stiles”

Did you notice how Scott/Posey Stans, just like Tyler Posey and Jeff Davis, try to make Allison’s heroic death all about Scott? Also: the Teen Wolf fandom can call the show writers out for shitting on Allison and making her heroic death all about her toxic ex boyfriend AND fawn over Stiles and Void Stiles at the same time. Just saying 😘

“Scott saves everyone in the show, becomes the true alpha from the merit of his character” Lmfao sure Jan! Like, everyone knows Jeff Davis came up with that true alpha nonsense last minute just to make his self insert Scott a little less irrelevant. But go off I guess

“Who cares that even Stiles himself trusted Theo and confided in Scott only about having to kill Donovan and never clarifies to Scott that he did it in self defense”

1) Stiles never trusted Theo. Theo himself had no problem admitting that Stiles was smart enough not to trust him. Unlike Scott, who fell for Theo’s cheap lies and got played by Theo like a cheap kazoo throughout Season 5 #Oops

2) Scott is neither Stiles’ dad, alpha, nor authority figure. Stiles is not obligated to share his traumas with a toxic friend if he doesn’t want to

3) Scott’s the one who yells “B-b-but it is not self defense anymore!” at Stiles in Lies of Omission

“I can go on and on about how much of Scott’s trauma and pain are shrugged off because of fandom’s obsession with Stiles… Tyler Posey was so good at playing Scott and his performance is ignored by 99.99% of the fandom”

If Scott/TP Stans are so butthurt that everyone is in love and obsessed with Stiles and Void Stiles instead of paying attention to superior true alpha Scott, then why don’t they take their jealousy and frustrations out on Posey? Tyler Posey is just as in love and obsessed with Dylan O’Brien, Stiles and Void Stiles as everyone else is (if not more.)

As for @scintalla & Scott McCall defense squad circle jerk whining and throwing a tantrum cause “Posey’s performance got ignored”, well… they should be fucking grateful everyone – including critics, fans, viewers, the whole Teen Wolf cast, and Posey himself – were too busy praising and gushing all over Star & Breakout Star of the show Dylan O’Brien’s phenomenal acting talent to pay attention to Tyler Posey’s cringe worthy attempts at acting

[ofpackandpride]

Bad Behavior

Requested by: @aflamboyanceofgays

Pairing: Scott McCall x Male Reader x Derek Hale

Notes: Canon divergent post season 6b content

Warnings: Smut, Handcuffs, Overstimulation, Forced Orgasm.

To put things simply, you were being a brat. You were pushing buttons and testing limits, Scott and Derek were getting sick of it real quick too.

Scott was busy with school and training the newer members of the pack, so whenever you would try to do anything it would just get a smile and a “Sorry, Y/N, I’m busy right now.” or a “Sorry, Y/N, but i’m too tired.” If Scott was on the couch working on something on his laptop, you would lean against him or rest your head on his lap.

 At first Scott thought this was cute, he would adjust his laptop so you could comfortably nap, his opinion quickly changed when you would mouth at him through his pants. “Y/N, Stop it.” Scott said sternly, you give a little whine and stop mouthing at him, only to start again a few minutes later. “Y/N!” You pause when he yells your name. You huff and stop, waiting for Scott to get absorbed in his work before you start again. Hearing a growl, you see red eyes staring back down at you. “I need to finish this, it’s important.” 

You get up with a huff and an irritated ‘whatever’. Going upstairs to the room you shared with Derek and Scott, you make it a show to stomp going up the stairs and slam the door loudly.

———————

You smirk to yourself as you look at the video you just took of you stroking yourself off while in one of Derek shirts, knowing that as you send the video to Derek that he was with Peter settling things down so the preserve would be Hale property once again.

Not even a minute later you get a call from Derek.

“Y/N, What the fuck was that?” Derek growls at you through the speaker “What? I thought you’d like it.” You say innocently, as if you left a box of chocolates and didn’t just send him a video of you jerking off in his shirt.

You hear Derek sigh through the phone, placing that smirk back on your face “Don’t do it again.” Derek tells you threateningly before hanging up.

You wait for a few minutes before you send a picture of you with your face buried in his pillow and a hand on your cock with the caption ‘Smells like you’

Your phone rings a minute later with the caller idea “Der❤️” and you answer with a grin “What’s up?”

Derek doesn’t waste any time. “Cut it out, or else”

“Or else what?” You sass back, smiling at the growl through the phone.

“You’ll regret not listening the first time.” Derek threatens before hanging up.

You assume he either turned his phone off or silenced it since he didn’t reply to your next picture after that.

——–

If you were right, this was going to be the straw that broke the camel’s back.

It was a pack meeting issued by Scott to be in the loft. You made sure to arrive as close to the time before it started as possible, Theo in tow behind you as you tugged him by his hand. Theo happily being an accomplice in your petty schemes.

“Sorry I’m cutting it so close, I wanted to see the Dread Doctors layer so he was showing me around.” You explain to the pack, letting go of Theo’s hand and gesturing to him. “We sorted through some of the stuff they had there and I think we narrowed down what I am. Either way, what’s up with the meeting?”

Scott sighs and rubs his temple when you finish, Derek glaring at you from his position by the window. Liam looks between the three of you, sensing the irritation from his Alpha and Senior. “Argent is taking all of the new hunters here that want to help protect people.” Scott explains, writing on a crime board Stiles bought as a type of planner for use during pack meets

“Like Nolan” Liam jumps in on behalf of his lacrosse co-captain. Eyes following you as you saunter towards Peter, who is lazily sat on the couch.

“Yeah, and the other students who want to help now that they know about the supernatural.” Scott continues, glancing over to you when you lay down on the couch with your head in Peter’s lap, internalizing his growl as Peter’s hand brushes through your hair. “Argent is planning on giving them proper training and having them adhere to the code. We talked it over and decided that while Argent will ultimately have the say with what goes on, Nolan will be the leader of the Hunters here in Beacon Hills” 

“So Nolan is like his apprentice?” Liam asks, him and Hayden scooting over so Theo can sit next to them.

“Yes, Argent also has worked to make it officially known in the world of the supernatural that Beacon Hills is under the protection of Hunters and McCall Pack, taking in supernaturals and offering protection.” Scott explains, making an effort to not look at you.

You sigh and nuzzle into Peter’s leg, feeling Derek burning holes in your head with his glare. “As nice as all of this sounds, we need more than just saying that we’re here.” You say, finally forcing Scott to look at you. 

You continue on now that you have everyone’s attention “I think that we should split up our work while nothings going on. We can have the more studious of us do research and work on creating counter measures to types of supernaturals or counters to poisons that hunters use in case someone does get injured we can treat them.” Pausing to change positions as Peter rubs his thumb on your neck, massaging tight muscles. “Then on the contrary, we are going to need to have some of us available to train those we bring in who need it. I’d say that would be best left to Derek, Parrish, Argent, and the Yukimura’s now that Kira’s finished her training.”

Lydia hums from her spot next to Stiles. “You put a lot of thought into this.” she comments. “What about you, What are you going to do?” 

You smile and roll over to your back, closing your eyes and giving a pleasured sigh when Peter idly massages your temples. “I was thinking that Me, Theo, and Peter could fix up the operating theater and set it up as a sort of base, setting it up so if any of us would need urgent medical attention we can go there instead of the hospital. Then Me, Theo, Corey, and Hayden can work on setting it up since we are all familiar with down there, this way we have something better than the clinic to go to. No offense”

Scott waves a dismissive hand, showing he wasn’t bothered by what you said. “That actually sounds really good, we can get started on that soon. Now for the next part of the meeting” Scott continues as you drift off to Peter petting you.

————

The first thing you notice when you wake up is that you aren’t on the couch or on Peter anymore, but rather in your and Derek’s bed. The second is that Derek and Scott are making out next to you.

You go to roll over and stop at the sudden resistance on your wrists and clank of metal, looking up you notice that you are handcuffed to the headboard and a quick glance down to reveal you are only in your boxers. You give an experimental tug and frown when they don’t break, looking over at your boyfriends when you fail to break the cuffs.

You see Derek open an eye and glance at you before closing it again and continuing to make out with Scott.

You let out a little whimper at the way they moan into each others kiss, realizing that no matter how much you keep trying to break the cuffs, nothing happens. “Guys? Can you let me out?” You watch as Scott leans back, sitting up from Derek and taking his shirt off and diving straight back against Derek’s lips.

“C’mon guys, please? This isn’t cool!” You whine, growing hard at the show they are putting on but not being able to do anything about it. “Scott?…Derek?” You ask, whimpering when Derek starts tugging off Scott’s pants all while ignoring you.

Scott pulls back from Derek, kicking his pants off and moaning when Derek grabs his erect length and begins stroking it slowly. “Yeah. Does that feel good, Scott?”  You let out a frustrated cry, increasing your efforts against the handcuffs. Derek looks over at you as Scott tilts his head up, eyes closed as Derek pleasures him. 

“So fucking good” Comes Scott’s breathless reply as he lazily fucks into Derek’s hand, causing you to whine and hump the air in needy desperation.

“Please guys! Fuck, please let me out, need you both so bad right now.” You moan out, hoping to entice them into letting you free. 

You let out a frustrated sob when they continue to ignore you, tears begin pooling in your eyes as you thrash around in your restraints, hoping to appeal to one of them to let you free.

Continuing your begging, you try a multitude of different approaches. All yielding the same result of being ignored, all until you go lax in your restraints. Quietly sniffling as tears slowly roll down your cheek.

“Are you ready to be good?” You snap to Derek’s gaze as he asks the question, nodding rapidly as smooths back your hair. “Do you know why we did this?” You give an ashamed nod at that, looking to the side to avoid the disappointed looks you are receiving.

Scott sighs and moves so he’s sitting on your lap practically, gently tilting your head with a hand under your chin. “Y/N, look at me.” You whine and keep staring to the side, now wanting to face your Alpha. “Y/N. Now.” Comes Scott’s stern command, pulling your focus to his ruby red eyes. “Tell me, do you know why you are going to be punished?”

“Why am I even going to be punished! I didn’t do anything!” You lie, knowing you fucked up when Scott gives you his ‘Are you sure you want to do this?’ look. Turning out of Scott’s hand.  You face Derek and try to appeal to him “Seriously! I didn’t-”

You are cut off by an irritated and growly Derek. “You can either own up to your behavior and accept your punishment now and have the chance to cum by the end of the night, or, you can keep pretending you didn’t do anything and get the cage put on for two weeks.” 

Scott and Derek were good about the punishment fitting the crime and rewarding good behavior. You have only been bad enough to be put in the cage for three days, and that was when you took Derek’s Camaro without permission and ended up scratching it. 

“What!? That’s not fair! I didn’t even do anything!” You argue, struggling under Scott desperate to escape punishment.

Derek sighs and gets up from the bed as you writhe under Scott, heading to the closet and turning to you with the cage in hand as you struggle even harder at the sight of it. “I’m sorry that I was being a brat! I’m sorry that I teased you and sent Derek those texts! I’m sorry that I used Peter and Theo to make you jealous, just please don’t let Derek put me in the cage!” You beg in desperate panic. Tears running down your face as you go limp under Scott, all fight leaving you as you beg pitifully. 

“Well you owned up to it, but not when we asked so you’ll still need to be punished.” Derek says, smiling with the cage still in hand before putting it back, calming you down slightly. “Since he was so desperate for an orgasm, how about one for each thing he’s done? What do you say Scott?”

Smiling at the suggestion, Scott hums before replying. “Let’s see, one for each time I told him to stop teasing me yesterday. So that’s three.” Scott lists off, stroking you as he speaks. Smirking at the moans as he toys with you, reveling in your gasps and whimpers.

“One for each text text he sent me, so there’s three more.” Derek adds in.

“Then I think one for Theo and Peter. Are we missing any?” Scott asks as you shake your head frantically, Derek making a contemplative noise.

“No, I think that’s it.” Derek confirms as he shucks off his pants. Making his way to the bed and rummaging in the nightstand next to you and pulling out a blindfold and securing it on you before getting lube from the nightstand, squirting some from the bottle onto his fingers and climbing onto the bed next to you. “You were being such a bad boy, is this what you wanted?”

You were about to reply, ending up biting your lip and bucking your hips in an attempt to chase and flee from the pleasure that Scott’s hand was giving you as it circled your tip.

Scott started sucking hickeys onto your neck, loving the way he could feel you whimper and whine as he worked bruises on your throat. Growling when you moan loudly from Derek’s lubed finger easing into your hole. “Working us up knowing we couldn’t do anything about it, how does it feel not being able to do anything?” Scott asks, sliding a hand into your hair and tugging at the strands, exposing your neck so he can mark more of you.

You whine at the question, efforts against the handcuffs reignited as you oh so desperately wish to touch either of them as Derek slides in a second finger, crying out when the cuffs don’t budge at your renewed tugging while Scott slides down to work at your nipples. “Fuck, more.” You demand, whining when Derek pauses his movements. 

“More?” Derek asks, watching as you nod quickly and try to push against his fingers. “Beg for it” Derek tells you, looking at Scott who seems to like the idea since he holds your hips in place and stops mouthing at your chest.

“Please, Please don’t stop.” You whine, giving a frustrated cry when neither move.

Scott moves his head to the crook of your neck, hand sliding underneath you to tease your hole alongside Derek’s fingers. “You can do better than that, right Y/N? Beg for me” Scott growls, voice lowering as he moves closer to his shift.

“Please, Alpha. Please make me feel good, I need you to feel good. Need you in me, can’t cum without you. Please please please. Please fuck me, Alpha.” You beg, eyes closing as you fall into a chant of pleases, Scott smirking as he and Derek trade places.

“That’s better. Does my needy little boy need his big, strong Alpha’s cock inside him?” Scott teases as he eases three fingers inside of you, thanks to Derek already loosening you a little, pleased when you give a sultry moan and respond with a breathless “Yes, Alpha. Please, Alpha” as Scott grins at Derek.

Derek gives a little growl, irritated how you are begging for Scott only, not giving any warning as he moves between your legs and takes you inside his mouth. Looking at Scott with a would be smirk at the loud moan you give when you hit the back of Derek’s throat, holding your hips in place as he brings you closer to your first of many promised orgasms.

Scott flashes ruby red eyes to Derek, moving underneath you as he finishes working you open for his cock. “Want your Alpha to fill you up? Hmm baby boy?” You nod, moaning as you feel his thick cock against your tight hole, words betraying you as Derek flicks his tongue over your slit.

Scott wasted no time after that, burying himself in you in one quick thrust. 

You cry out at the sudden full feeling as he hits your prostate and pushes you further into Derek’s mouth with his thrust, rim tightening around Scott as you start cumming into Derek’s mouth. 

Scott doesn’t bother waiting, thrusting up into you repeatedly as Derek continues sucking you off. Over-stimulation causing you to thrust your hips to escape yet also chase the too intense feeling, cumming for the second time as Scott fucks into you roughly and Derek taking you into his throat.

When you stop releasing your seed into Derek’s mouth, he pulls off with a loud pop. “Two down, Six to go.” Is all he says, moving up on the bed and rubbing his cock against your lips. You obediently open your mouth for him, gag reflex fucked out of you so long ago you don’t even gag when he pushes your head down his length, his cock hitting the back of your throat as he relentlessly fucks your face. “Such a good slut for me.” Derek praises, causing you to moan around his length.

Scott increases the pace and roughness of his thrusts. Biting on your shoulder and reaching a hand around you, stroking your already sensitive member in time with his brutal thrusts. Gaining a sadistic satisfaction at the way you whimper and whine, toes curling into the sheets as he fucks into you. 

Derek’s breathing quickens as you cum again, pleasured screams and moans reverberating through his length. Derek cumming with a moan, effectively silencing you as you work to swallow his seed, tears flowing down your cheeks as you try to keep up with the pleasure.

Scott groans as you tighten around him, chasing his own orgasm before finally stilling as he begins to fill you with his own seed as he watches you and Derek come undone in front of him.

The room is filled with pants as you all come from down from your orgasms. Derek groaning when he pulls out of your mouth, loving the way you come off with a pop and gasp for air.

You are limp on top of Scott, being held up by him and the restraints, body feeling like jelly as you come down from your fourth orgasm of the night.

“Halfway there, Y/N. Think you can tough this out?” Scott asks as Derek exits the room to bring water, knowing that Scott is going to be worrying over you and will send him to get water if he doesn’t do it now.

You give a grunt in reply, opening your mouth when you feel something press against it. “Drink” Derek commands, tilting the bottle so you can get some water without drinking too much at once. “Better?” You nod and take a second to catch your breath.

“More?” You ask, greedily drinking what Derek tilts to you from the bottle, Whining when Derek moves the bottle away.

“Ready to continue, Y/N?” Scott asks, still inside of you.

You nod and feel Derek climb back on the bed, settling between your and Scott’s legs. You gasp when Derek lifts your legs over his shoulders, moaning when he eases two lubed fingers in you alongside Scott’s length. “Think you can take both of us?” Derek asks, rubbing circles on your hip as your hole stretches for him.

You nod, rocking your hips in encouragement before Scott lifts your ass higher to give Derek easier access to your hole. You moan when you feel him line up to Scott, tip sliding in you alongside Scott’s length.

You try to reach for Derek, groaning when you remember the cuffs are there and preventing you from pulling Derek down to you. Derek seems to get what you want and leans down over you, pressing his hairy chest against you and connecting his mouth to yours as he pushes into you.

You cum with a cry against Derek’s mouth when Derek spearheads your prostate with his cock, shaking in orgasmic bliss as Scott trails one hand down your side and jerks you through your orgasm as you barely cum at all.

“Three more.” Scott says, encouraging you with soft kisses to your shoulder as he holds you in place, allowing Derek to ram into you roughly and repeatedly. 

Derek keeps his brutal pace for what seemed like hours as Scott began thrusting in rhythm to Derek, the two groaning and panting above and below you as they wreck you.

You are a moaning mess as they pound into you, abused cock angry and red trapped between your and Derek’s stomachs. You cry out when he wraps a hand around your length, thumbing your cock head as you cry against him in overstimulated pleasure pain, one little spurt being dragged from you as you are forced through another orgasm.

You feel your rim tightly hug the two cocks filling you up impossibly full as you cum, coaxing your boyfriends into their own orgasms as they shoot inside of you together.

They keep you trapped between them in their stilled forms as they right their high. Your breath catches in your throat as Derek pulls out of you first, feeling some cum dribble out of you when Scott follows shortly after.

You feel Scott sliding out from under you as the two move around on the bed. Moaning when you feel a pair of hands glide over your chest and stomach, smearing the cum into your skin. 

“Such a good boy, taking us so well. We wouldn’t want this to go waste, would we?” You hear Scott asks from your left, assuming he’s the one rubbing your front from the angle of the hands mapping your body.

You hear Derek hum from the opposite side of you. Feeling the telltale signs of an orgasm in the form of heat in your stomach coiling when a large plug is pushed into you and pressing against your bruised prostate. “I think that’ll help keep him from wasting any of our cum.” Derek says, pushing the buttplug in and out of you, fucking you into a dry orgasm with the toy.

Scott chuckles from next to you as you writhe in your restraints. “He can’t even cum anymore.”

Derek lays next to you on the bed, teeth grazing the where Scott marked earlier. “He still has one more orgasm to go.” Derek says, causing you to whine. 

You whimper when you feel his move away, not knowing what to expect, a broken cry leaving you when you feel a mouth take your length inside of it.

“That feel good? Give Scott one more orgasm and your punishment is over.” Derek encourages, stroking a hand up and down your chest soothingly as Scott works you into his throat. It feels like an eternity, Derek praising and encouraging you while you sob from the painful pleasure Scott is putting you through. Mouth open in a silent scream as you reach your final orgasm, cumming dry before going limp against Derek as Scott removes your cuffs and untying the blindfold that covers your eyes and peeling it away.

“You alright, Y/N?” Derek asks, rubbing your arms to get the circulation going as you lean into him. You hum in reply, slipping into sleep against him.

Derek sits you up and shakes you awake, holding you against his chest as he repeats his question, getting a quiet “m’good”  in reply.

You open your eyes when Derek presses the half empty water bottle against your lips, smoothing your hair back as you drink.

You don’t last much longer, barely catching Scott yelling “Bath is ready!” from the other room as Derek lifts you up, falling asleep before Derek even it makes it across the room. Scott smiles as he watches you being carried in. “Guess we tired him out…How long till he does something like this again you think?” Scott asks as he helps place you into the bath.

Smiling as Scott begins washing you off, he replies on while he changes the defiled bed sheets “Knowing him? Probably not too long”  Comes Derek’s amused reply from the bedroom “But then again, I wouldn’t have it any other way”

[potscenarios]

Omg! So excited! May I please request how Sanada, Shiraishi, Atobe, Niou, and Kite would confess to their long time crush? Thank you and best of luck with the blog! ♥️ Love PoT so much, I miss the fandom :(

My very first request yay! I knew there are still people around!! Thank you so much for sending in something, sweetie! I hope to see you around ♥️

(Also I'm so sorry this turned out so long lol)

Sanada

Let’s face it, Yukimura and Yanagi are probably the ones who first noticed how different Sanada is whenever he’s around you, his crush. And since they judged that their friend’s crush has been going on long enough, they’re probably the ones who tries to get the ball rolling and hints at Sanada to just confess already.

Confessing is a big thing for this man, because he will only do so when he’s 99.99% sure that he wants to have a serious relationship with the other person.

Knowing his family background and his personality, of course he would get all traditional about the whole process (i.e. if you have an older brother, he would probably have tried to get his permission to 'court' you first before he actually does he's so precious omg)

He starts by inviting you out along with your friends and some of the tennis club members, so you won't feel awkward with him alone. It's also a good chance for him to get to know your friends more, which he will need to do when he becomes your boyfriend anyway. Sanada also knows he's not too good at talking so he wants you to get more comfortable around him in general. When your response is positive, then he starts to invite you out on real dates - just the two of you.

Throughout this whole process, only when he has verbally heard from you directly that you do enjoy having him around, he finally finds his courage and is convinced to take the next step. On the actual d-day itself, he's oddly out of it and you're probably going to misunderstand his silence as boredom or something like that, but when he finally, finally finds the opportunity to confess, it'll blow you away because of how unusually soft and sincere he looks.

"We have known each other for quite some time. This might sound unexpected to you, but I have found myself thinking of our future together on several occasions. I realize that all these time, I have been longing to stand by your side, not just as a friend, but as a partner. If you will... would you honor me with the title of your boyfriend?"

Shiraishi

Literally plans out everything for over a week down to a t. And by everything I mean everything.

Researches the best date spots (How far are they from your house? How busy will they be at the d-day? If it rains, are there any other alternative spots nearby?), the best restaurants to dine in (Are the food healthy? Will they adhere to your preferences? How many stars does the restaurant have? What's the best time to eat there?), the best possible place to confess (How atmospheric is it? Are there any risks of being interrupted? Is there any way he can reserve the place or something along the line?), the weather on that day (Sunny? Windy? Rain? Snow? Humid?), etc. Everything has to be perfect.

Shiraishi takes you to your most favorite places, opens the door for you and makes sure you're seated on your chair before going to sit on his own, politely rejects girls who swoons over him (which seems to always happen when you go out - one time you tell him he needs to stop looking like he just came out from a fashion magazine and he just laughs), and escorts you like the perfect textbook definition of a gentleman for the whole day.

Despite his research though, things can't always be a hundred percent perfect, so there are actually some parts / events of the date where Shiraishi isn't completely satisfied with, but you honestly don't notice because he had been so kind and accommodating, so of course a few mishaps here and there are tolerable (and they're probably mostly not his fault anyway)

He's composed when he finally confesses, but inwardly he's frantically freaking out and he's constantly trying to gauge your reactions because he will pull back as soon as you look uncomfortable - at the very least, if he’s rejected, he doesn't want to destroy your friendship.

"Hey, [Last_Name]. Do you think I'll make a good boyfriend? .... I'm glad that you think I would. Then... Do you think we'll make a good couple? I personally think we would. And honestly, I want to make that reality... What do you think?"

Atobe

He has the confidence and the means to make the most extravagant confession on Earth, so why should he hold back, right?

Due to being around him for quite long, though, you're most likely already used to his eccentrics, so you wouldn't think too much about it when he actually asks you to go somewhere with him, thinking that he just doing his usual 'this-ore-sama-will-show-you-his-prowess' antics.

He takes you to a newly built indoor 'garden', where a wide variety of plants are grown and cared for. Actually, ‘garden’ is an understatement. There are several 'greenhouses' that hosts different kinds of plants, apparently imported in from all over the world. Strange trees and flowers grows everywhere, the air is cooling and fresh because of all the plantations, and as you walk down the path surrounded by lush greens, you're very much awed and fascinated by everything.

But that's all nothing compared to the man-made waterfall he takes you to as your last destination. You can only stare in wonder as you watch the rushing water, not realizing that it's especially cold in this 'greenhouse' until Atobe gentlemanly drapes a shawl he prepared beforehand around you. He then takes you around the small forest around the waterfall and you both walk up the stairs to find that there's a modern looking restaurant that looks more like a villa, situated just at the right height and distance to have the perfect view of the waterfall and its surrounding area.

You'll find yourself sitting at the comfiest dining chair in your life, sipping the freshest orange juice, row upon row of your favorite foods coming out one after another. And just when you're finishing your dessert, all smiles and relaxed, and you thank him for the fun outing, that's when he confidently drops the question.

"Let me make this clear. Ore-sama doesn't just treat anyone this way. You're special. You're the only one who is good enough to stand equally beside me. Don't you agree? Of course, I'm only accepting nothing but 'Yes' as an answer."

It's only way later into your relationship when you realize that the place he took you to is owned and constructed by Atobe himself. When you ask your boyfriend about this fact, he finally admits (with a very proud smirk) that he built the whole thing just to confess to you lol

Niou

I personally think his confession wouldn't exactly be 'planned', in a sense.

He just has to tease you, his adorable crush, every chance he has. Just because he likes to see focus your attention to him and he thinks the angry / troubled look on your face is the cutest. But after a while it comes to the point that his pranks and teasing remarks are getting more and more frequent, and it’s getting too much to your liking. He doesn’t exactly take your verbal protest seriously, so you end up giving him the silent treatment, just to let him know that enough is enough.

Niou, who is already used to have you around and has taken your presence for granted, is suddenly left to his own thoughts because you're either running away from him upon seeing him, or isn't showing any reaction when he manages to catch up to you. Honestly you probably just want him to lessen his teasing, but the impact of your action is bigger than you think.

In the end, after a long lecture from Yagyuu (the lecture itself was boring but he was forced to sit seiza for a whole hour and his legs hurt like hell) and Yukimura's simple but straight-to-the-point comment ("Hm? Is [Last_Name] avoiding you lately, Niou? It's because you've been borderline mean to them, you know?"), he realizes that he has to make things right.

He's surprisingly gentle and serious when he asks you to have lunch with him one day, and you feel a little bad for making him feel so guilty, so you accept. It's already shocking that he hasn't done or said anything that's remotely playful all the while you're walking to the place you're supposed to have lunch in, but he's treating you so gentlemanly you almost suspect he switched places with Yagyuu.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you hate me, and I didn't think I would annoy you that much. I've reflected. I should have treated the person I love more preciously. I promise I'll be better! So don't hate me, yeah?"

“.... Niou? Did you just say..... ‘the person I love'?”

"Huh? .... Puri. I guess the cat's out of the bag, huh? ... That's right. I really like you. I find your teary face really adorable, but I still like it best when you smile. So will you go out with me? I promise I'll never let you cry from sadness."

Kite 

This scheming and calculating man!! Kite will only confess if he has already studied up your behavior and has determined that you do harbour interest in him as a love interest. From there, it’s a strategic battle for him to bring you two even closer.

He would subconsciously condition you to be more dependent or just overall be closer to him. I can actually see him create certain situations where you would have no choice but to accept his help, or for you to offer your help, being the kind soul that you are.

Like the time where he invites you to watch the tennis club practice, and it just so conveniently rains, and it just so happens that you lost your umbrella, and so when he offers you to walk you home, what can you do except comply? And if on your way he purposefully timed your walking pace so that the car on the street drives by a rather big puddle, resulting in him 'shielding' you and getting his uniform all wet, how could you not invite him into your abode so he can dry off first? If he doesn’t have the opportunity to be alone with you, trust me, he will create one.

It's not that he's doing all those things with ill intent in mind though, and he's definitely not trying to hurt you. His goal is to make you feel like you need him. It's just his way of getting you to fall in love with him lol

Surprisingly though, I think his actual confession would be pretty 'normal'. Okinawa generally has nice beaches, so he would take you to a nice and relaxing beach walk, finishing off with dinner on an outdoorsy type restaurant overlooking the sea, where you both can watch the sun set against the horizon with soft live music in the background. Overall, when the atmosphere is nice and solemn just shortly after the sun finally sets, that's when he finally speaks.

"[Last_Name]-san. You are a wonderful and intriguing person. To be honest, I didn't think you would still be sticking around after all this time, but as with many other times, you continue to surprise me. At first, I was merely curious about you, but soon enough you flawlessly turned my curiosity into attraction. This is troubling. I will have you take responsibility by going out with me."

[angelsdevils]

Akaya Kirihara x Reader

Title: I Really Like You Fluff No Warning

Akaya was not listening to a word you were saying, he was to busy admiring your beauty. He had a huge crush on you even though you were two years older than him. You were his tutor for some of his classes, and he enjoyed spending every moment that wasn’t tennis with you. Right now you were hovering over his shoulder explaining a certain problem to him. He would have listened if his heart wasn’t racing, and the thoughts of him kissing you weren’t there. 

“Got it?” You asked, turning your head only to meet Akaya eyes. You blinked as he didn’t respond to you, and you sighed softly moving away from the younger male. You placed a hand on your waist, and that’s when Akaya snapped out of his trance. 

“Huh yeah, got it yep totally,” Akaya said becoming flustered, you sighed softly. 

“Akaya you weren’t listening to a word I was saying were you?” You asked, and Akaya rubbed his neck embarrassed. 

“S-Sorry I was deep in thought.” He said with that famous grin, you rolled your eyes before packing your bag. Akaya was confused about why you were suddenly packing up, he looked at the time and it has only been an hour normally you stay for about two or three hours. 

“Whatever. I am going home.” You say throwing your bookbag over your shoulder. Akaya abruptly stood up before blocking your way with his arms spread out.

“Why so soon?” Akaya asked, and you crossed your arms narrowing your eyes. 

“You haven’t been listening to a word I said this week. It’s frustrating if you don’t want help or want to pass your classes let me know. I have other students that need help, and I am busy doing other things. I don’t take lightly that my time has been wasted on you Akaya.” Akaya flinched at the words you said, his arms dropped to his sides. He had to admit he hadn’t been listening to you, but that’s only because it was hard to focus when you were so perfect. Now he knew how you felt though, you saw him as a burden that you had to tutor. 

“You think I wasted your time?” Akaya asked you had been tutoring him since he started school at Rikkaidai. The teachers said you were the best to tutor him and you continued to tutor him as you went into high school. 

“When you don’t listen to me, yes I do. Don’t get me wrong I love tutoring the students, and I enjoy tutoring you but you have been out of it. It’s a busy week for me too, if you don’t want to study let me know.” You say walking around Akaya. He stood in the doorway, with his back turned away from you. He balled his hands into a fist, he felt so stupid. He should have listened to all of the lessons you were helping him with. 

~Next Day~

You finished tutoring a student about after school ended. Ayato the boy that was in your class also your best friend gave you a tight hug. 

“You have always been a huge help, I am passing all of my classes because of you.” 

“I am glad some people listen to me when I tutor them.” You say, Ayato grabbed all of the stuff as he listened to you. 

“What’s wrong?”

“Do you remember Akaya?”

“Yeah, the boy you tutored for like two years now right?” 

“Yeah him, I have been tutoring him all week, and he has not listened to me at all. Yesterday I got so upset with him that I left before my normal time that I leave.” 

“Wow, maybe he was entranced by your beauty,” Ayato said you rolled your eyes nudging him. 

“Oi don’t be weird.”

“I am just saying, you are really pretty. You remember that time a lot of boys were asking you to tutor them was just because they wanted to spend time with you. Maybe in the two years, he spent with you he developed a crush on you and wants to spend some time with you that’s not tutoring.” You both walked out of the library, you rubbed your temple glancing at Ayato and you realized he was serious.  

“So you are saying there is a high chance that he likes me?” 

“Yepp.”

“I am so glad I have you as a best friend, but what do I do? I think of him as a younger brother nothing more.”

“That’s going to hurt his pride.”

“What do I do?”

“No idea, I don’t date. You know this, I may be a man but I don’t date.” 

“It was worth the shot. You helped a l~”

“Oi (Y/N) Senpai~” You sighed turning around to see the sweet boy who you two were both talking about.

“Yes, Akaya?”

“I have a proposition for you. I challenge you to a tennis match if I win we hang out without study and you still help me study someday. Maybe even go out with me and be my girlfriend.” Akaya said Ayato snorted slightly smirking at you as you sweat dropped. 

“Akaya that’s not fair she doesn’t play tennis.” One of his tennis mates, Niou said. 

“So what do you say (Y/N)?” Akaya asked. Only three people knew you played tennis and that was Ayato, Seiichi and Sanada, the three of you played all-star tennis with the boys because your skills weren’t fair to be on the girl’s team. Seiichi and Yukimura went to the all-star camps.

“What do I get in return?” You asked everyone’s eyes widen in shock. 

“You don’t have to hang out with me or go out with me. So we keep everything the same but I will listen to when you tutor me.”

��You are on.” You say handing Ayato your bag before using one of the regulars rackets.

“Are you sure (Y/N)?” Bunta asked and you give him a smile.

“Yeah, I am positive.”,

“You can serve first,” Akaya said you raised an eyebrow. He took his position and you simply bounced the ball several times. 

“Akaya is so screwed.” Ayato said.

“How?” Jackal asked, and Ayato simply smiled.

“She is a tennis player. She is an all-star tennis player for the guys. She can’t play with the girls because her tennis game is that of a professional guy’s game.” Ayato said.

“If that’s the case, Akaya stands no chance,” Yugyuu said adjusting his glasses. You tossed the ball in the air and hit the ball with a fast an amazing serve. Akaya wasn’t expecting it to be that fast and he couldn’t even move his arm to hit the ball back. You had served the ball directly to him as well. 

“Her father is Nanjiro Echizen, and her younger brother is Ryoma Echizen,” Ayato said the eyes of the regulars widen looking at her. 

“Fifteen Love,” Seiichi said Akaya stood straight.

“That was amazing. I may not need to go easy.” Akaya said still not getting it.

“You go easy, and you will be crushed actually, either way, you will be. I can’t date you no matter what.” You say bouncing the ball again.

“Why is that?” Akaya asked as you served the ball and this time he was able to return the ball.

“I see you as a baby brother. Nothing more.” You say hitting the ball back with power that made Akaya have trouble returning it.  Akaya frowned at what you said, and he sighed softly as you scored another point by doing a lob over his head that stopped right on the line. His eyes widen as he looked at the ball was right on the line.

“Thirty Love,” Seiichi said Akaya shook his head. He was not able to focus, the fact you only saw him as a brother made his heartbreak. It was Akaya turn to serve, but he simply stopped. You blinked before seeing him put his racket away. 

“You aren’t going to serve?”

“What’s the point? The only reason I challenged you because I thought maybe just maybe I had a chance. That maybe you liked me as much but now I know I’m only a little brother.” Akaya said you placed a hand on your hip.

“I’m sorry Akaya, plus you need to date girls your age.” You say placing a hand on his shoulder. He looked up shaking his head.

“I don’t think me ever wanting to date other girls is going to come because I love you,” Akaya confesses and you sighed softly.

“Akaya, this is just a silly crush, once a girl your age that is perfect comes by you will forget you ever had a crush on me.”

“Nope, I am telling you I won’t, but if you don’t like me back no sense in dreading on it. I will just love you from afar.” Akaya said, you looked at Ayato who was looking away leaving you on your own. 

“Akaya I know this isn’t going to help, but you stood no chance against (Y/N),” Seiichi said standing beside him.

“Why?” 

“I go to the All-Star camp and she plays with the boys. In fact, she is the captain of the All-Star camp.” Seiichi said.

“Yep and I am the co-captain. Good to see you Seiichi, I Sanada.” Ayato said, and Seiichi smiled and Sanada nodded their head. Akaya blinked several times before looking at you before looking down. You gave him a gentle hug, and you rubbed his back. He returned the hug and you hummed softly.

“But if you want to hang out besides studying I can do that.” You say and Akaya nods his head.

“I guess that’s better than nothing. I am sorry (Y/N).”

“Don’t be, so how about I treat everyone out to lunch today?” You ask. 

“Yeah, free food is the best food!” Bunta said hugging you.

“By you treat you actually mean me don’t you (Y/N)?” Ayato asked, you gave him a giant smile and you gave him a heart. 

“Of course because you are the best.” You say and Ayato sighed softly.

“To be fair you owe me a lot of money due to the interest that’s been accumulating for the past year.” Ayato paled slightly and you gave him a smile.

“Never ever borrow money from (Y/N).” Ayato warned them.

“I already did,” Niou said and you gave him a smile.

“You did don’t worry you accumulated interest too.”

“You now owe me 5464.75 yen ($50 google answer it could be wrong).”

“I only borrowed 546.48 yen ($5)!” Niou claimed whining.

“WHY IS HIS INTEREST SO MUCH LOWER!” Ayato exclaimed.

“He is a middle school he can’t make much money like you can.” You stick your tongue out as you guys walked to get burgers. You noticed Akaya walking slower than the rest of the group, so you slowed down and fell in step with the younger male. 

“Akaya?” You asked softly after the others were farther away from you to, Akaya didn’t look at you. 

“Are you still upset about what I said?” You asked, and Akaya nodded his looking up at you. 

“If I still love you when I hit high school, will you possibly give me a chance then?” He asked, you sighed softly, when he is a freshman you would be a senior.

“Maybe, it depends on if I am not dating, and if I develop feelings that’s not brotherly for you.” You say, Akaya gave a smile and you smiled back.

“Can I ask one more favor?” Akaya asked, and you nodded your head.

“Sure go ahead.”

“Can you please kiss me, I know it won’t mean anything to you, but I want my first kiss to be with you.” You eyes widen, and you saw the giant blush on his cheeks. You looked and saw that everyone had left you two behind.

“Akaya...I…”

“I know, and I don’t mind. I just want you to be my first kiss.” Akaya said quickly, you sighed softly before nodding your head. 

“Very well then, don’t tell anyone though.”

“I won’t, I promise.” He said quickly, you leaned in placing a kiss on his lips. Akaya closed his eyes enjoying the feeling of your lips against his. He leaned closer into the kiss, and he licked your bottom lip wanting entrance. You knew what you wanted, and you denied him the access. He whined a bit as you pulled away from the kiss but he gently held your face. 

“You don’t want to do that Akaya.”

“I do please.”

“Akaya, if you find the one you love you wouldn’t be able to tell her she was your first kiss or first time making out.” You said walking away but Akaya grasped your hand gently. 

“Please...I know if that happens I don’t mind.” He said in a pleading voice; you let a shaky breath out before placing a kiss on his lips again. He licked your bottom lip, and this time your parted your lips allowing his tongue to enter. He let a soft moan into the kiss as he explored your warm cavern. You felt a blush dust your cheeks, and you pulled away once again. This time Akaya was satisfied as he was in a trance. \“You are amazing kisser (Y/N) senpai.” Akaya said, you laughed softly before ruffling his hair. 

“Let’s go before they come looking for us.” You say leading him to the burger bar, Akaya had a wide smile on his face. Once you both arrived at the burger joint you sat beside Ayato as Akaya sat further down by Bunta. Ayato leaned close to your hear before whispering. 

“So did you fulfill at least one of his wishes?” He asked, and you nodded your head before holding two.

“Yeah, he insisted he wanted me to be his first kiss and first make out. He also asked if he hit highschool if I would give him a chance. I said if circumstances change, it will depend on if I am not dating, and I don’t see him as a brother.” You said, Ayato laughed softly patting your shoulder. 

“You got your work cut out for you.” 

“Shut up.” You say with a small smile, but Ayato poked your leg and nodded his head to the side. You followed his gaze only to be met with Akaya’s eyes staring at you with a blushed cheeks, and a wide smile. You gave him a gentle smile, and he quickly looked away growing shy once again. 

“Oh boy.”

[fatesdeepdive]

Entry 6: Dicklips has a Point

Chapter 5: Mother

After a few days in Hoshido, Corrin is finally getting used to the massive emotional baggage that is her backstory. Mikoto invites Corrin to sit on the Hoshidan throne, which is infused with the magic of the First Dragons and destroys magic that alters the body or mind. Mikoto hopes that it will allow Corrin to regain her memories. Before Corrin can sit on the throne and become king of the Westeros or whatever, Mikoto’s strategist Yukimura enters. He looks like a nerd, but I suppose that’s better than being a steampunk MCR cover band dropout like Iago.

The Hoshidan siblings enter and Mikoto tells Corrin that they’re having a ceremony to quash spy rumors and formally reintroduce Corrin into the family. We’re properly introduced to Corrin’s other brother, Takumi. He’s assigned to show Corrin around town and is grumpy about it, because his defining character trait is being a dick. As Takumi and the princesses leave, Ryoma muses that he feels uneasy and predicts that something bad will happen soon.

The gang tours a Hoshidan marketplace. It’s so vibrant, and colorful, and full of life. I haven’t been talking much about this game’s music because I’m not a music guy, but I love the upbeat theme they use for this scene. It feels like something out of Okami and matches Hoshido’s idealized feudal Japan aesthetic perfectly.

Corrin points out that Shirasagi is way better than the Nohrian fort she was held prisoner in for years. Takumi rants that he doesn’t trust Corrin, saying Just don’t get too comfortable…SISTER. I know he’s supposed to come across as a dick, but he has a point. Corrin’s an enemy soldier who invaded Hoshido and killed a dozen people less than a week ago. It doesn’t matter that they share DNA, Corrin should be treated with suspicion.

Takumi also acts suspicious to Azura and says she can’t call him by his first name, which is dumb. What’s she supposed to do, call him Dicklips? Corrin points out that Dicklips is being an idiot and Dicklips tells her to shut up. And really, he is being an idiot. Either hate Corrin for growing up in Nohr, or hate Azura for having Nohrian DNA. Either nature matters, or nurture matters. You can’t have it both ways.

Then again, Azura and Corrin will totally join Nohr and try to destroy Hoshido if we chose the conquest path, so maybe Dicklips has a point.

Corrin tells Sakura that she’s friends with a girl around Sakura’s age, presumably Elise. If the coin flip had gone the other way and I was playing as boy Corrin, Sakura would have asked if Elise is Corrin’s girlfriend. And that’s ridiculous. Can you imagine, Corrin dating their teenage sister? That’s messed up. Good thing that isn’t a thing that happens in this game.

We go to the plaza for the festival. Side note, all shots of Corrin and Mikoto in the festival are positioned so that Corrin’s face is covered by something, like a man wearing an oversized hat, for instance. This is because Corrin is customizable and that means the game can’t show their face. They can show the clearly male body model, but not their face. Awakening had Robin wear a hood to get around this problem, but who needs fashion choices when you can just censor the main character’s face like it’s Austin Powers’s mojo.

While Corrin’s standing next to Mikoto, a weird ghost man wearing a hood walks to the front of the crowd and holds out his arm. Red smoke starts coming off Ganglari and an eye opens up on its hilt, because it is very clearly a cursed sword. Ganglari flies over to the man and he stabs it into the ground, creating a massive purple explosion ball. The sword explodes and Mikoto jumps in front of Corrin to shield her from the shrapnel. As she dies, Mikoto asks Corrin if she’s okay.

Fire Emblem has a lot of dead parent scenes, and I honestly think this is the best. Marcella Lentz-Pope’s scream when Mikoto dies is phenomenal. Mikoto begging Corrin to be alright and dying with a smile on her face is beautiful.

Ryoma cuts down the hooded man but his cloak just falls to the ground, leaving no body. Corrin screams, her hair glowing and her eyes white, physically holding back the pain as waves of energy burst from her body. In a moment, Corrin is gone. In her place is a dragon.

I really like Corrin’s dragon form. It looks so inhuman, more like a machine than a traditional dragon. It really gets across that Corrin has completely lost any semblance of humanity she had as she falls into this pit of despair.

The level proper starts up as an army of dark mages and mercenaries storm into the ruined plaza. Their leader is the ghostly man from before. Interestingly, he’s a swordmaster, a Hoshidan exclusive class that he shares with Ryoma. This level adds Sakura and Azura to our team and gives Corrin an absolutely monstrous boost to her stats, fitting for her rage dragon form.

Sakura

Corrin’s shy, gentle Hoshidan younger sister. She’s a Shrine Maiden (Cleric) and wields healing staves. Her personal skill lowers the damage taken by nearby allies. Her design is fine; I don’t really have any thoughts on it. She seems to be going for this “cute shy healer” personality, which isn’t bad, but Fire Emblem has done it a dozen times before.

Azura

Azura is our Dancer...I mean, Songstress. She sucks at fighting, but allows other units to attack twice, which is really helpful in battle. Her personal skill heals nearby allies at the start of their turns. Her design, despite its bright colors, does a good job conveying how calm and mysterious she is. Azura is an enigma. She clearly knows more than she lets on, but currently seems content to just follow Corrin around.

All of the mercenaries in this chapter wield special, dragon killing swords, which would be a problem, if Corrin didn’t have as much defense as the rest of the party put together. This chapter boils down to letting dragon Corrin smash everyone while Sakura, Azura, and Kaze provide support. Ryoma attempts to take on the ghost man, but is defeated. Then Corrin fucking stomps his translucent ass and saves the day.

Corrin continues rampaging and Azura begins singing LITAA. Her necklace, the one from the title screen, starts glowing. Ryoma runs in to protect Azura, but Azura blasts him away with a pillar of water, which is a thing that she can do apparently.

Dragon Corrin freaks out at the music and slashes Azura across the chest. Azura keeps singing and Corrin attempts to strangle her to death. Azura tells Corrin, Kill me if you want, but do it as yourself, which is a fantastic line that shakes Corrin out of her madness.

Corrin turns back into a human and has a flashback of Garon’s murdering Sumeragi and kidnapping her. Garon says You are my child now and grabs baby Corrin, which is so creepy its comical.

Corrin apologizes to Azura, saying she’s disgusted with herself. Ryoma explains that both royal families have dragon blood, the Nohrians from the Dusk Dragon and the Hoshidans from the Dawn Dragon. Corrin looks out over the destroyed town, a town full of innocent people destroyed by Nohr.

Ryoma points out that, because Garon gave Corrin an evil bomb sword, everything must have been his plan. Cool plan, by the way. Let’s see if I have it straight:

1: Give Corrin a bomb sword.

2: Have her commit an act of war.

3: Have Hans try to murder Corrin.

4: Hope he fails.

5: Hope the Hoshidans bring Corrin to their Queen, instead of imprisoning her for being an enemy soldier.

6: Have ghost soldiers invade Hoshido and take the sword from Corrin.

6: Cursed sword explodes, killing Mikoto and destroying her mind control barrier.

I mean, sure, there are probably simpler ways to kill Mikoto, ways that don’t involve praying that Hans fucks up and fails to kill Corrin. Garon could have, I don’t know, had the ghost soldiers kill Mikoto. Maybe their existence is tied to Ganglari, but that’s never actually stated, and the fact that they stick around and kill people after Ganglari explodes makes that questionable.

You know how, at the end of Naruto, Kishimoto had the villains reveal that they were behind every bad thing that happened in the series, and how it didn’t make sense and was dumb and convoluted? I’m getting Naruto vibes from this chapter.

Takumi blames Corrin for Mikoto’s death. And I mean, he has a point. Corrin’s the one who brought the clearly cursed sword her war criminal father gave her with her. Azura tells Takumi that it’s fine if he doesn’t trust her, but it's wrong for him to distrust Corrin, because Corrin is his blood. And that’s fucking stupid. Fire Emblem is filled with characters with evil relatives. Soren, Guinivere, Edelgard, Robin, the list goes on. Shit, there are evil blood relatives within this game.

Corrin suggests leaving and Yukimura tells her that Mikoto wouldn’t have wanted that and that Mikoyo knew she would die soon. He also mentions that there may be darker forces than Garon at work. Yukimura also points us towards a statue destroyed in the blast, a statue containing Yato, a diving golden sword that is said to be the key to peace. Yato flies up and over to Corrin.

Kaze runs in and reports a massive Nohrian force assembles at the border and the family marches off to war, with Ryoma declaring that he will not show any mercy. Corrin decides to follow Ryoma, in hopes of stopping the war. Azura tells Corrin to calm down, because getting into a fight could cause her to lose control and turn into a dragon again. Spoiler alert, this is literally the only chapter where Corrin loses control, because screw interesting characterization.

Azura gives Corrin her necklace, which turns out to be a dragonstone. Dragonstones and manaketes, people who can turn into dragons, are not new to Fire Emblem. Manaketes are normally uncomfortably young girls. Corrin is the first and currently the only manakete main lord. What’s more, Corrin is unique in their ability to wield both swords and dragonstones. It fits with the duality motif.

The necklace allows Corrin to control her dragon form, which is a bit of a disappointment. Corrin losing control and destroying stuff in this animalistic rage was really interesting characterization that is never seen after this chapter.

Azura decides to follow Corrin, because Corrin makes her feel safe. Apparently.

This chapter was really, really, good. Mikoto’s death was heartbreaking and Corrin going apeshit was some really strong character work. I forgot how absolutely terrifying Corrin’s transformation scene is. That said, this chapter hammers the final nail in the coffin for this story being morally grey. There is absolutely no reason to side with Nohr after this chapter, except for loyalty to the Nohrian royals.

At the start of the next chapter, we’ll choose our side in this war. And, not to tip my hand, but I don’t exactly think it’ll be a hard choice.

[capricornsicle]

I have a feeling your ask box and I are going to be familiar. You might be hot-taked out after that killer Satomi discourse. But whenever you’ve got it in you, I’d sure love to hear what you think about Kira and her Jeff-deemed-absolutely-necessary departure.

Oh, definitely. And I do love content, so...

Kira Yukimura was done so dirty by the writers and Jeffrey “I’m not racist I’ll prove it by arguing to poc calling me out for it on twitter” Davis. Her treatment was racist, tokenizing, and it wasn’t even high-brow racism. It was sloppy and lazy. If you’re gonna write all your characters of color off the show, commit to it. She went to the desert like 5 times before she stayed. Cowards.

Kira was only meant to be on the show for the Nogitsune storyline in 3b. However, fans liked her so much that, as with Theo in season 6, she was brought back for more episodes. The difference is that Cody Christian is white-passing and male and Arden Cho is not. Female characters don’t exist on Teen Wolf without a relationship to a male character. Hayden existed for Liam. Tracy existed for Theo. Melissa existed for Scott and Argent. Allison existed for Scott. Lydia, the female character with the most screentime of all of them, spent a lot of her time existing in relationship to Jackson, Stiles, Parrish (shudder), and other male main characters. Women on the show were reduced to love interests and mothers more often than not, and Kira was the same.

I loved her character. I loved her arc. I loved Arden Cho, who in real life is as sweet and kind as her character. I enjoyed her parents, both Noshiko, who’s surprisingly funny and a total badass, and Ken, who’s the most wholesome man in the universe. The only straight man we stan. I love him.

Anyways, Kira was getting a fun arc outside of being Scott’s girlfriend, with her parents and her powers and all, and then wham, white-passing boy shows up and no more main character status for Kira. Guess there wasn’t enough room to keep the only interesting plot line of all the ones happening in s5. Personally, I would have chosen Kira over the Marrish garbage fire of underage relationships, but that’s just me.

Then. The Skinwalkers. I could write a whole essay about them, but this is a Kira post, so I’ll limit it to her. At least Luther got sent to the moon for a reason. Kira got sent to the desert for “rEaSoNs”. There was no indication that her power was out of control, but every indication it wasn’t. She was growing and learning. Then, suddenly, she was “too powerful” so she had to go to the desert and disappear for a few episodes and then go back and forth for a while before they wrapped up sending Theo to the upside down or wherever he went and she could finally go... hang out with the people who we were told could help her control her power but who only threw spears at her and gave her a season finale ex machina. Then back to the desert with you!

You can tell something was going on backstage in her treatment. Arden Cho wasn’t informed she was being cut, she had to be told by fans. Her departure was carried out as swiftly as possible, and not for any real reason. Kira would have been tremendously helpful against the hunters and in a lot of later scenes, against the Ghost Riders (and let me remind everyone that KIRA WAS THE ONE WHO TOLD LYDIA ABOUT THE WILD HUNT), against pretty much anything. Immune to electrocution? Don’t help with the hunters who love electrocuting people. Sloppy writing through and through.

And what’s more is that Kira was cut just in time for the Scalia thing, which was so fucking rushed oh my GOD nothing has ever been less natural- this is a Kira post, calm down capsicle. Anyways, Kira got replaced as Scott’s love interest and not much else by a white girl, no hate on Malia or Shelley but much on the writers. I loved Malia and Kira’s friendship, and if anyone should have gotten with Malia, it should have been Kira. (The first time I saw Malia I wondered if we were getting another ambiguously brown character, actually, but no, just Georgian and well-tanned. But I bet not all my followers knew Tracy was played by a Chinese and Cherokee actor. Or that Nolan was played by a Mexican and Caxcan actor. Or that Theo was played by a Penobscot Native actor. The list goes on of white-passing POC who got to stay marginally longer than Black or brown characters.) The “Scott ends up with a white girl he has no chemistry with” threw me for many loops, especially after I was surprised to find myself liking Scira, even though I’m usually bored by straight relationships because of their one-sided focus and nonexistent chemistry. Kira got to be a character outside of Scott, and I liked their romance better for it, and then desert for a thousand years!

TLDR on the canon end of things is that Kira and Arden were done dirty by a group of powerful white men who wanted to tell a cishet white story.

Now, on the fandom end of things, I’m stepping into the real hot water. It’s safe to say that Kira’s story was sloppy and Arden didn’t deserve that ending, but it’s less safe to say that this fandom doesn’t treat her that well either. Here’s the most popular x Scott ships on Ao3, under the Teen Wolf tag with no other filters.

Scott and Allison. Scott and Stiles. Scott and Isaac. Then Scott and Kira, in dead last. Scott and Malia don’t even make the top ships list, probably because of how rushed and sloppy it was, but I digress.

People love Scott and Allison a lot, and I get that. I liked her too. I was also sad when she died. But, unlike a lot of sentiment I see in this fandom, I don’t think she should have been brought back to fight the beast in season 5 and get back with Scott. Not only do I think bringing characters back to life without very good reason and explanation (which they wouldn’t have, come on) cheapens their death, and that bringing characters back to life is weak storytelling in general, but let’s recall that Scira is still a thing in season 5. They’re still madly in love when Kira leaves. Allison should not have come back and love-triangled so Kira could be written off for a different white girl or so the massive amount of young white girls in the fandom who love Allison would be angry at Kira for breaking up their OTP. That would have been the one thing that could have made season 5 worse. (Well, they could have made Marrish a thing or killed Mason, but Jeff Davis thought about it and a shiver went down his spine because the ghost of Christmas future hears my name in its nightmares.)

Even if people aren’t “bring Allison back” campers, they largely ignore Kira’s entire existence. People who post gifsets and posts about Allison or Lydia don’t give anywhere near the same amount of attention to Kira. I see more Malia posts, actually. And while all of them had more runtime than Kira, none of them paired with Scott quite as perfectly, or had such strong independent storylines. Lydia almost did, but it kept petering out and she kept going back to main plot only. I see lots of appreciation posts for Allison and Lydia and Malia and the men, obviously, but NOTHING for Kira or Arden Cho. We all know what happened backstage because we read the same post in 2016 or whenever and then we all stopped talking about it.

Even the racism in this fandom skips Kira. Scott antis, I’m looking (controversially) at you. I’m glad Kira isn’t the subject of a bunch of obvious racism (as much as “bring Allison back!” makes it subtle), but not because she’s a forgotten side character. Kira made the main credit sequence! She has a sword! What else could you all POSSIBLY want?

And here’s where I burn at the stake: Kira was written off her own damn “look Fun Japanese mythology” storyline half the time so it could center around Stiles. A white boy. There were numerous issues with the mythology before that — “Oni” means demon, not “firefly samurai ninja”, and it refers to a similar mythology as the western “fae”, a large collection of creatures benevolent, malevolent, and in between, with different traits and origins. Kitsunes are meant to be red or white, not gold, and they’re foxes, not cats, animation team. “Nogitsune” refers to the malevolent class of “low” Kitsune, or “wild” Kitsune, who didn’t align themselves with the goddess Inari and do divine and pious work. There are many of them and the most they really do is harass people at shrines, not murder indiscriminately for funsies. They’re only malevolent in that they like doing bad deeds, not that they’re serial killers. And they’re not one of the usual 13 low Kitsune, two of which are bad of their own accord! (Spirit and Air. Google it!) They are meant to be dealt with by Inari-aligned high Kitsune, not your average tricky fox. Among other things.

So Stiles. Outside of the Kira storyline, he’s used in a lot of fandom discourse about racism and sexism. And queerbaiting. Y’all love a scrawny white boy. Anyways, Stiles gets possessed by the Nogitsune (that’s NOT how that works but okay Jeffrey) and suddenly s3 is about him. Kira’s not evil, now let’s look at Stiles being tired and messy and killing people. Dylan #1 did a great job playing that part, no hate on him, but the fact that a white boy became the main character in a Japanese (or Korean, if you’re Jeff, same thing) girl’s storyline is. Hmm. How do you call it? Blatant racism. And erasure. Which is racism. YIKES, Jeff. There is so much wrong with Stiles being the Nogitsune and controlling the Oni and his whole story (and oh my god the other guy who got possessed was also a white boy instead of a Japanese character played by the same actress Jesus fucking Christ). I’m not going into that, because that’s its own essay.

Anyways, because of how much this fandom loves Stiles, it’s easy to ignore how Kira and Japanese characters were treated. People project onto Stiles with glee. He’s white. He’s awkward. He’s (supposedly) not super attractive. (Yikes.) He’s ditzy and bouncy and all that fun stuff, but he also always saves the day. He got written off for most of 6b and he still saved the stupid day. And hey, dark!Stiles (let’s not get into calling him dark instead of Nogitsune that’s just too much wine we’d have to crack open to say it) is a fun trope and people like posting and creating about him. Except that he’s the white boy who took Kira’s storyline. Her independent story about Kitsune and the like was all given over to him, not just by the show, but by the fandom. So now every post about Kitsune is a Stiles post, even if it started with Kira. And because it’s Stiles, and this fandom loves him, and is easily offended by people leaning too hard on the glass house around them and him, Kira gets forgotten and swept aside. Everyone would rather talk about Stiles. Who is incapable of bad. Or cultural appropriation. But if you attack him you’re being ableist because he has ADHD. This is why I relate to Nolan for anxiety feels instead.

TLDR on the fandom end, y’all don’t treat Kira better than the show did. I see a few posts here and there from some dedicated users — typically the same people posting about Boyd, Deaton, Morrell, yeah that’s it I’m the only one posting about Kali. (Un-fun fact: Kali was not played by an Indian actor, but by a half-Black actor. Jeff Davis, when called out on twitter, said “wow ok idiots we tried to find an Indian actress but it was hard actually SUPER hard so shut up and stop telling me how to write MY show”, which is paraphrasing with intent to make fun, but exactly what he said.) Y’all who know about Arden and Kira should diversify your blogs to include more POC, especially ones where the actor AND character were rudely sidelined for vague white people reasons. Post gifs of Kira along with Allison, Lydia, and Malia. Post ship stuff of Scira too. Post about kitsunes, the origin story of the Nogitsune, when you post about the white boy who became the main character of that arc. Call the show out. Call the fandom out. Stop making every bit and piece of her story about Czechoslovakia White Boy. Demand Kira in any future runs of the show, if season 7 or whatever does happen. Include her in your fanfictions, in your headcanons, in your art. You don’t have to love her, but you have to remember that she’s as there as any of the white characters are.

This take is very hot. If I receive racist asks and/or messages about this, I’m going to make fun of each and every sender.

[ikeromantic]

Farewell to Beauty

A Mitsuhide Akechi fanfic - featuring Yoshimoto! Because I really wanted to write this scene from his perspective and I have a certain love for triangles ^_^ Scene occurs toward the end of Ch6. Fluff and light angst. Approx 1200 words.

First: Mitsuhide and the Maiden

Previous: Kitsune’s Work

Yoshimoto felt sick. His stomach churned acid since he’d stepped foot in this village as part of Yoshiaki’s entourage. It was harder to give up nobility than he’d expected. The shogun’s parade of expensive alcohol and cheap women was wearing thin. In truth, it had since the first day. But being here in this village, seeing how the shogun’s allies treated their people - vassals and peasants alike - was too much.

And then she’d walked into the manor, dragged along by the daimyo’s guards. The girl from Azuchi. Sasuke’s childhood friend. Her fright and anger fading to apathy had broken his heart. Worse, he’d known how she would be treated after Yoshiaki rejected her. Doing nothing felt like her suffering was on his hands. Something Yoshimoto could not conscious.

Beauty should be cherished. There was more to his thoughts as well, but he refused to give them even a breath. They settled on his heart instead, seeds of an affection he would not - and could not - pursue. Yet when he saw her at the market, Yoshimoto could not pass by. He had to have her to himself, if only to explain.

She was docile enough when he clapped a hand over her mouth, grabbed her arm and dragged her from the market and into the bordering forest. A farmer’s path, overgrown with weeds. It smelled of growing things, ripening fruit, and soft, dark earth. Beautiful. It would be the perfect setting for her - a jewel sparkling with life amidst this green vista.

That’s what Yoshimoto was thinking when she flipped him onto the ground. 

“You got the jump on me, but I can destroy y- Yoshimoto?” Her expression went from rage to confusion in the blink of any eye. 

With cheeks flushed and eyes wide, she was breathtaking. All he could do for several heartbeats was stare and smile, words flying from his mind like birds fleeing the hunting hawk. “I see you are not only a patron of the fine arts, but of the martial as well,” he managed after untying his tongue. 

“Oh my god! Yoshimoto, are you alright? I hope I didn’t hurt you! Mitsuhide’s been teaching me how to defend myself but I didn’t mean to unleash on you!” 

“I’ll be fine. I should apologize for handling you so rudely. I dearly wished to speak with you in private.” Inside, he cringed a little over her reaction. She wouldn’t have said that to Shingen or Yuki, or even Sasuke. 

She smiled and shook her head, a loose hair falling against her cheek like a delicate leaf shaken free of it’s branch. “You could have said something instead of dragging me out here.”

“Yes,” he agreed, struggling to a sitting position. He thought his back was certainly bruised, and his shoulder would be sore. No less than he deserved. Yoshimoto looked back up at her. “I thought about simply asking, but people tend to notice me. It makes private discussions troublesome.”

The beauty considered his argument for her rough treatment and after a moment, she smiled more widely. 

Yoshimoto considered this an agreement, so he added, “I wanted to avoid alerting Yukimura and Sasuke to my presence.”

“But they followed you all the way here! They are worried about you.” She pushed the loose hair behind her ear, her expression a mix of annoyance and concern.

“I expect they are.” He tried to change the subject, unwilling to talk with her about his own sorrows. Everyone had burdens, and his were for his shoulders alone. “That aside, I was actually out looking for you.”

“For me?” Her eyes went wide again, colored glass through which he could see the vibrant spirit in her. 

It made Yoshimoto want to stroke her cheek, to touch the source of such compassion. A penitent worshipper - and he realized she was waiting for him to reply. “Ah, yes. I saw you enter the manor last night. I asked my servants what happened -” He stood and reached for her hands, clasping them between his own. Her skin was soft, but for the callouses on her thumbs. It only made the rest of her feel silkier to touch. 

Then Yoshimoto bowed his head. “I wanted to tell you I am sorry - so sorry - that you were put through that.”

She didn’t pull away, but her tone was not one of forgiveness. “Thanks. I - in my hometown, we don’t treat each other that way. But I’m . . .” she trailed off, taking a moment to swallow her emotions. “I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. I’m sure. But hey! You didn’t do all this just to check up on me, did you?”

Yoshimoto stroked the back of her hand. It was a small gesture of comfort, one she probably didn’t even notice. “I did.”

“Thanks! That makes me feel better.” Her smile was genuine, if still shaded by her experience.

He let go of her hands and took a step back, realizing he needed to stop putting off his the real reason he’d brought her out here. It was hard to focus on goodbyes though, with her standing so close. He could see the press of her breasts against the thin fabric of her costume, the way they rose and fell with her breath. The beginning curve of her hip.

“Yoshimoto?”

He coughed. “Ah, sorry. I - I wanted to tell you that I think you are incredibly strong. Life and all its forces flow through you as naturally as wind, trees, and water. Yet you - you outshine them all.” His voice cracked at the end, emotion showing through the polish of his practiced words.

She was blushing brilliantly now, her eyes lidded and downcast.

“I feel as if you are the opposite of me,” he added softly. An impossible star shining down on the dark pool of still water that was him. 

“What? No! You are as shiny as they come. You should have seen yourself in Azuchi!” She held out a hand to him, one he did not take. “I wish you could see yourself talk about art and beauty. You come alive.” 

Yoshimoto knew she believed what she said. He could see it in her eyes, but he could not see himself as she did. He knew better. “I am pleased to know you think that.” He moved his eyes to the trees, unable to keep looking at her. She was simply too bright.

After a moment of awkward silence, “Yoshimoto . . . what are you doing with a man like Yoshiaki? Why are you running from your friends?”

He found that he did not wish to lie to her. “You could say that I have come to see the once stalled fall of the Imagawa clan to its natural conclusion.” The words fell from his lips like pearls of poison. Cold and harsh, undeniable.

She started to ask him another question, but Yoshimoto could not say more. His chest ached, and his tongue swollen. He only wanted to say goodbye and that was done. Turning to look at her one last time, he smiled. “Please. Be careful on your way back to the market.”

Next: Butterflies

[blackcatanna]

Kinky TB Adventures (probably) with Okita Part 1: Kyoto Winds

Finally playing another Hakuoki route because I spent 10 hours travelling yesterday and I deserve some imaginary romance, damn it! Choosing Okita because he seems fun and I hate that he disappears from the story pretty early on in most routes and then dies off screen :'(

WARNING: I wrote a lot :) 

Intro:

I don't know why but Kodo's evil old man face made me laugh so much during the intro.

Playing the prologue because it has a hearty chunk of Okita in it and it's been a while since I played the game.

Chizuru talking about the invisible wall between herself and other people is relatable af :')

"I'm not sure if I belong here... No. No, that's all in my head." < < < ME. Hello imposter syndrome, my old friend :')

I now feel like a li'l bitch for complaining about my journey yesterday when Chizuru WALKED nearly 500KM from Edo to Kyoto X_X

I'm loving this old timey film effect on the Kodo flashback.

I feel like Kodo's actions and motivations change depending on the route so I'm not going to try too hard to wrap my head around them here.

I love that "Ronin" is basically shorthand for "Evil Douchebag Thug" in this game X_X

Yukimura: "Be careful, father! Kyoto is a dangerous place!" Also Yukimura: "I have nothing to fear because I look like a BOY :) " Selfless but foolish X_X Although, you could argue that being reckless is selfish because it disregards your loved ones' feelings, should you get hurt.

At least the game gives these ronin names :') although... they don't have eyes. I think I'd rather have eyes, if I had to choose.

"I could still hear the ronin cursing loudly" I just have an image of these three guys running through the streets of Kyoto yelling, "FUCK. SHIT. PISS. ASS."

This game invested a lot in blood effects and sounds and I respect and appreciate that.

"He died with the first blow" Silver linings?

"They were... broken" :'(

Awe, the furies look so happy to see me :') JK, this scene is appropriately chilling. They do have big smiles, though.

More blood splashes and visceral blood descriptions :')

Okita, your sadism is showing.

Or maybe he knows that Saito doesn't like killing his comrades and that's why he wanted to kill them first :O :O :O

"if you just sat back and let them kill the kid, you could have saved us some trouble." -_- I enjoy Okita's banter but I have a feeling that it's going to be a bit one sided because Chizuru doesn't do back talk X_X

WAIT A FUCKING SECOND, WHY IS OKITA NOT BLINKING?!??

Oh here we go. Let's take a moment to worship Hijikata. I still think that Saito and Okita are better looking but sure, let's take a break to gush about "smooth, dark hair" in the moonlight and "the wistfulness of flower petals" "as if the cherry trees were blooming out of season" X_X ick.

HEY. CHIZURU. REMEMBER WHO RESCUED YOU. IT WASN'T THIS FUCKER.

OH GOD, IT CONTINUES, "His voice was cold and quiet, like a blade of ice. Blue-white moonlight lit his slender face.." blah blah ick.

OH, WE'RE STILL NOT DONE?!? "But it wasn't the sword making my breath catch. It was his eyes. They were fierce and hard, but somewhere behind them... I could catch a glimpse of... something else." Blah blah, troubled, mercy, blah

"Run, and I will kill you. Do you understand?" SPLOOSH (yes, I have been watching Archer)

I was sort of joking about being aroused by threats of violence but swords are definitely sexier than... whatever that whole flowery passage was...

Okita still is not blinking O_O

Hijikata telling Okita to shut up is a mood. Sorry, Okita.

Okay, NOW Okita's blinking. Guess all it took was Hijikata suggesting that they're going to kill me for a change. Apparently, only Okita's allowed to threaten to murder me X_X

Side note: if anyone reads this and is wondering if I'm aware that I switch between "You", "Me" and "Chizuru" then yes, I am and no, I don't care.

Apparently, Okita blinking was a fluke. Maybe he only blinks when he is pushed off stride or, like, flustered or surprised?

Also, I don't tend to think of Okita as being especially tall but he's taller than Hijikata!

"So we should just kill people now?" Um... you don't do that?

"What?! Come on, you can't be serious" HE SAID, BLINKING AND THUS BACKING UP MY THEORY.

"Almost as if I was being... drawn into their world..." Oh dear! We wouldn't want that to happen, that's not why we bought the game at all! :P

"A world where there is nothing strange in carrying on a normal conversation in the dead of night with corpses for company." Edgy. Although, I hope that this conversation is far from normal O_O

"As you wish." Hijikata is Saito's Princess Buttercup. I'm not jealous.

WHOA. I was just musing about death as usual and now Okita's RIGHT UP IN MY FACE.

"We did save you, didn't we?" WELL, TECHNICALLY, Saito saved me. You suggested letting the furies KILL ME.

"I didn't realise right away he was speaking to me." How? He's taking up the entire screen?

"Thank you very much." Fair. "I apologise for not thanking you earlier." Okay, calm down. It's not like they gave you a chance to speak in between death threats.

"The man called Hajime also looked confused. His eyes were wide and he had an expression I couldn't place." Then allow me: STARTLED ERMINE. Hijikata's is DISGRUNTLED HORSE and Okita's is SMUG LYNX. Aka: how three different animals react to the discovery that their prey is a girl. I know that horses don't hunt prey. However, they do have to deal with it when their animal subordinates unwittingly capture it.

"He broke out in laughter again, so much so that he was forced to wipe a few tears from his eyes" I'M SO GLAD THAT YOU'RE HAVING SUCH A JOLLY TIME, YOU ASS.

Now that he's figured out that I'm a girl, he's suddenly keen to introduce himself :P

"The one you should be thanking for saving you is Hajime Saito" CORRECT.

Is he deliberately trying to let him kill me by giving out as much info as possible? O_o

"His fingers like iron cables around my arm." Kinky.

"The cause of my horror wasn't the gruesome end that awaited me, but something else entirely." Hanging out with these crazy fuckers.

Chapter 1:

Damn, I wrote a lot more than I had expected for the prologue X_X

"My limbs were tightly bound in tight knots" I wouldn't be surprised if Okita was a shibari expert...

"This is no way to treat a guest of ours" Obviously, Inou-bae is trying to be kind but this feels like something a supervillain would say after their minions bring you to their lair X_X

"he smiled at me and winked" get this man a route! Actually, wait, how old is Chizuru... OKAY, FORGET I SAID THAT. NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO FLIRT WITH THIS 16 YEAR OLD GIRL. Although, maybe a dad route? No romance, just familial love. He's a better dad than Kodo. NO DADDY KINKS ALLOWED.

Apparently, Harada and Nagakura being "lively" is supposed to reassure me?!

Ah, Okita and his hilarious jokes about invading my personal space.

I'm so glad that Saito doesn't let him get away with this nonsense <3

And now we're sticking up for Saito and calling out Okita's bs <3

"the smile lingered through his bright eyes" Oo-er

"He looked more like a boy than a man." Says you!

The baka trio look so done X_X

"Their faces were still blessed with youth" Phew. Looks like we'll have some eye candy while we're brutally executed.

A STICK?!? THEY'RE CALLING ME A STICK?! HAVE THEY NOT SEEN THE ANIME INTRO?! CHIZURU HAS TITS!!!

"The hell I will, boy!" Calm down, Kratos.

"You could be taken for interrogating" not if you assholes don't make such a song and dance about me witnessing your shady activities! How would anybody know to interrogate me in the first place?!

"Let's just kill the kid" How about no!!!

"I was just kidding." WERE YOU, or did you just change your tune because daddy Kondou told you off? -_- I don't think Saito's buying your shit.

"Hehe." XD best response!

Side note, how am I the first person to witness the furies in action?! They run around the streets, chopping people up and there are already rumours about the Shinsengumi committing brutal crimes.

Also, how often do they sentence men to death? There are a lot of men in the fury corps and I bet that some choose death or try and run for it and die in the process.

"I think that Souji has a point" BOO, HARADA!

"Uh-oh. Well, this is going to make it even harder for us to simply let you go..." He's doing the not blinking thing again! Maybe that's because his prey is in his sights... O_O Also, thanks a lot, Heisuke X_X

"A man should always be ready to face death. You should make your peace with yours." Okay, first of all, I look like a child to you! Secondly, bit sexist! Not all men choose the path of the warrior. Thirdly, AS IF, I'm just going to lay down and accept my POINTLESS murder just for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. No, Nagakura, I am NOT okay with being MURDERED. How dare you imply that I'm a coward for not wanting to die for this BULLSHIT.

Not sure if I mentioned this last time but Sano's casual suicide comments remind me of being at uni :')

"there's something I want to look into." Is it my stuff? Are you going to go through my stuff now? X_X

"I... I'm sorry." I forgive you, Heisuke! As for everyone else who's acting like this is all my fault and you've done nothing wrong, fuck you. Y'all shouldn't be doing evil science in the first place, especially if you're then going to try and justify MURDERING everyone who glimpses the evulz.

This whole bit reminds me of a DnD party where everyone's arguing over whether or not to kill someone. This is definitely more like a DnD argument than your average movie argument X_X

"All right, Saito, take care of the kid." 😍 Yes, Saito, take care of me :D NOT IN A MURDERY WAY O_O

Time to RUN THE FUCK AWAY. Maybe, if they hadn't acted like murdering assholes, I wouldn't be doing this but they don't seem to give a fuck about me so AWAY I GO.

"I knew it was rude, but I had no choice but to try and open the sliding door with my toe." Priorities X_X They kidnapped you, tied you up and threatened to kill you countless times. Honey, you stick it to those fuckers with your shady toe opening.

WE DIDN'T EVEN MAKE IT OUT OF THE ROOM!!!

"Sorry," No your not -_- "but now we've got to kill you." No you don't!

"Then you may do whatever you like with me." Um, why is this the Okita romance option? XD Don't say those words to that sadist, who knows what he wants to do to you! O_O

"We aren't going to eat you or anything." ...Damn X_X I hope that your stance changes if we get married.

"Heh. Never seen such an innocent girl like you." Ugh. As if. Running around dressed as a boy. Can't be that innocent. Certainly not if he read my last comment :P . Anyway, YOU SOUND CREEPY, TALKING LIKE THAT XD

"All right, all right. Now, tell your big brother... Why were you cross-dressing around Kyoto?" THA FUCK DID YOU JUST CALL YOURSELF?!?? And MIND YOUR DAMN BUSINESS XD DON'T KINK SHAME ME!

"Well, 'she' claims to be a girl, but it's not like we have any actual proof, right?" Um, I'M not the one who said that I'm a girl and I DON'T LIKE WHERE THIS IS GOING. I WILL FIGHT YOU FUCKERS IF YOU COME NEAR ME >:(

"My apologies, but I took the liberty of checking through your belongings." I wouldn't mind, except NOT ONCE did they give me a chance to explain myself or plead my case. He could have just asked whatever he wanted to know and then checked my bags to verify it X_X

"Hey now," HEY NOW, NOW, sing this corrosion to me... No? I'll be quiet :(

"So, you've been withholding information from us?" YOU BARELY GAVE ME A CHANCE TO SPEAK, YOU DICK!

Welp, they've agreed not to kill me and yet Okita's still taking it upon himself to threaten me with death while fixing me with his unblinking, predatory stare X_X

"Gee, didn't take long for you to change your tune once you knew she was a girl, eh Shin?" TRUTH

"Having a lady here at headquarters is sure to brighten things up." Joke's on you: I'm a goth ;P

"you can't just pawn her off on someone else." Okita, nooooooo! Don't make me work for this grumpy bitch!

"I hope you you'll take good care of her." Wink wink, nudge nudge. What's the matter, Hijikata senpai? Am I not pretty enough for you? :'(

"You sons of BITCHES." HEY. HIJIKATA. NO NEED TO INSULT THEIR INNOCENT MOTHERS. Just call them straight up bitches :)

"The Shinsengumi keeping a woman here... If such rumours were to spread, tongues would begin to wag." Yeah, yeah, so we might as well just all fuck. People are going to say we're doing it, regardless, so let's get this over with...

Or I could keep pretending to be a man. That could also work.

"You're gonna get a room, and you're gonna stay in it." FUCK YOU

"I could have sworn we decided she was going to be someone's page" O_O FUCK YOU EVEN MORE, OKITA.

So... lonely... must... find... friends...

Okita and Saito friends :D

When I first played this game, I was really keen to find my "father" but now that I know what he's like, it's hard to muster quite the same level of enthusiasm X_X

"Draw your blade, unless it is merely decoration." Spicy! I'm glad that Yukimura is not so easily goaded into fighting.

"I'm not lying." You tell him, girl!

Saito and Okita's stunned faces when you suggest that you might accidentally hurt Saito are priceless! X_X I guess this shows that you take this seriously, though.

"Excuse me... You don't have to laugh..." XD Is this almost sassy?

Surprise, Okita likes it when I do what he says despite understandable reservations XD

Saito looks way too happy to be doing this XD was this just a chance for him to show off? :P

IS HE LAUGHING AT ME?!? XD RUDE!

WHA THA FUCK. I think that it was a glitch but there were suddenly about seven Saitos on screen. Maybe that's what it feels like when you're fighting him.

Woah, it happened again, only this time there were two and one was squashed.

I'm fine with there being more Saitos.

Aaaaand he's holding a sword at my throat... Sploosh? Shut up, swords are sexy. I probably watched too many period and fantasy films as a child...

"In the blink of an eye, his face was only inches from mine," O RLY? 😏 WAIT, I'm supposed to be playing Okita's route X_X Must... stop getting distracted...

"Your master should be proud." SAY IT AGAIN 😍

"I then noticed how wildly my heart was beating." Though not from fear, right? ;)

"You all right?" Kind words? FROM OKITA?!?

"polite applause" FROM OKITA!?!

"If you want, we'll keep you company." Yes, Okita, obviously I want that :D

First sign of madness: talking to your own head!

Okita could look less smug about catching me talking to myself -_-

"I wanted to scream, but before I could open my mouth, Saito stepped out from behind the door." X_X Well, they did say they'd keep me company.

"I think that's enough fraternising, Souji." Wait a second...

"I figured if I left the two of you alone, it would be longer before I saw either of you," ... Why does that sound slightly risqué? -_- I feel like this scene changes slightly depending on your affection levels...

-_- The only reason Heisuke is short is because Nagakura's stunted his growth by constantly stealing his food.

"How are we to deal with accepting such insanity?" MOOD.

Wait, does Okita subsist entirely on sake?! O_O

"Try not to worry about eating too much or being a freeloader or something. Just eat your little heart out, okay?" Surprisingly wholesome content from Okita :')

Takeda! <3 My douchey doppelganger!

"your adorable page" -_- Watch it, "big brother"

"I'm not having any of your insolence today." Hijikata temporarily transforming into a villainous English aristocrat.

And after aaaaallll that, I'm just going to stay behind to spend some quality time with Okita, probably X_X

"Huh!? Why? You're finally getting the chance to search for Kodo." GOOD POINT. However, gotta get that dick, amirite?

"Perhaps, I should have gone..." YUP. PROBABLY.

"Are you regretting it? If you are, then you should've just gone with them." TRUTH.

"He smiled wryly before continuing while touching my chin." WEEEEOOOOA WEEEEEOOOOA PHYSICAL CONTACT ALARM. WE HAVE INITIATED PHYSICAL CONTACT. IT WAS WORTH STAYING BEHIND AFTER ALL!

"You don't regret it at all? Not even if you knew that Hajime and I went out of our way to convince Hijikata?" Aw, y'all did that for me? Yeah, this is a terrible decision X_X Except for the part with the chin touching. I guess stalking you overrides all logic?

"I was surprised. Saito did make that promise" and what? You thought he was a liar? Girl.

"It was actually Hajime that convinced Hijikata." Not sure if Okita's being modest but this is making it reeeeally hard for me to stop myself fangirling over Saito. Again.

"When I see Saito later, I need to apologise and give my thanks to him." YOU BETTER. >:(

Did he just call me useless (in a battle)? XD I mean, he's not wrong... As we will no doubt soon find out...

Wait, wait... He just said that if I'm in danger, I will become a nuisance and he'll FRICKIN' STAB ME. WHAT?! DOESN'T THAT MAKE YOU THE GREATEST DANGER, OKITA!??

Chapter 2:

Did we ever apologise to Saito? X_X

"Please allow me to continue looking for my father!" Where was this enthusiasm earlier -_-

"If you want that risk, feel free to join us." Ooooooh, scary.

"Remember that you're here to keep me company" Um, excuse me!?

Burn down the city and kidnap the Emperor while everyone else is "losing their shit." This seems like the plan of crazy people o_O

"Would you care to join us." Kondou's making this raid sound like a dinner party X_X

Chizuru getting distracted by the more "elegant" night uniforms while preparing for the raid is a Big Mood.

Am I going crazy or does this game normally give me more choices here? Am I being paranoid or is it now shipping me with Okita? Can't I normally choose to go with Hijikata or stay behind?

"Giving the enemy a good, loud warning that he's about to kick the tar out of them. That's Kondou for you..." Okita kind of has a point X_X

"They sauntered towards the inn" Quite the image.

Oh shit! Okita's fighting Kazama O_O

"Okita was battling a ronin." Damn, you're lucky that Kazama can't read minds X_X

"Thanks for the dance, chump." -_- Kazama's such a dick.

"You're our enemy, so you've gotta die." Okita's philosophy is simple and elegant.

"His sword moved in large, crude arcs, while Okita fought with skill and finesse." Wow, SUPER glad that Kazama can't read minds O_O

EXECUTE PLAN: HURL BOWL AT KAZAMA.

IT'S SUPER EFFECTIVE: OKITA SENPAI NOTICED ME.

Wait... WHAT WAS THAT "WET CRUNCH" WHEN KAZAMA KICKED OKITA'S CHEST!??!? O_O IS THIS HOW HE GETS TB?!? O_O

"Wet, tearing coughs." OH FUCK O_O

"I like watching children squirm." WTF, Kazama. BEGONE, THOT.

:'O Injured Okita is trying to put himself between me and that crazy bitch <3

Oh damn, he is coughing e blood :'O

"What a fool" UUUURRRRGGGGH KAZAMA IS THE WORST. SOME PEOPLE CARE ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE, KAZAMA. AND SOME PEOPLE ARE WILLING TO PUT THEMSELVES IN DANGER BECAUSE THEY CARE ABOUT MORE THAN THEIR OWN SELFISH NEEDS.

"I... I can still fight..." NO.

"You always said you'd kill me if I got in your way..." OOOOOOOOOOOH! HERE WE GO! THE FAÇADE BEGINS TO SHOW CRACKS *munches popcorn*

Iba... y u no mention our shared childhood?

ISHIDA POWDERED MEDICINE.

Nagakura says that it's delicious... I wonder if it tastes like cough medicine. Cough medicine is delicious. And addictive...

"I would never have thought that Toudou or Okita would return from a fight injured..." Why, Inoue? Are skilled and strong warriors invincible?

"The injured are a burden, so we shall remain here and guard the compound like obedient soldiers." O_O Ouch, Sanan!

Wait, I don't get a choice to go with them?! I KNEW IT. THIS GAME KNOOOOOWS! I'm too far down the Okita path to turn back now, I guess.

"Um... " Chizuru is me trying to make small talk.

Weird isn't necessarily a bad thing, Chizuru! Take it as a compliment!

I feel bad for not realising how badly injured he got during the raid during my other playthroughs X_X

I thought that I'd somehow missed the scene with the children because this playthrough's taking so long because I'm making so many fricking notes X_X Turns out, I have a lot more to say when you actually get to spend time with the chosen boi.

"Oh, don't worry. I didn't kidnap them or anything." ... GOOD!????

"I was bored" Hey, I get lonesome too! Why can't you come play with me? D:

"They take care of me." Pretty cute. :3

"You wanna come play with us?" Duh!

"No" GURL

He really does look like a happy cat when he smiles!

Wow, these children have a lot of attitude.

"It's a place for men to do, um, work." Yes, just normal human work. Nothing funny going on here.

"They're catching bad guys and keeping Kyoto safe" "No, they're not. They're just killing people." These kids are SAVAGE :')

"Can't deny that" ... Way to back me up, Souji...

"I probably hear him talk about death everyday." Wait, really? What exactly does he have to say about death?

"The Shinsengumi are a bunch a weirdos." :') And that makes them extremely lovable!

Last time, I tried defending the Shinsengumi and Okita ended up terrorising a child so LET'S PICK THE OTHER OPTION AND SEE IF THERE'S LESS CRAZY...

"Don't tell me you're taking this seriously?" CHILDREN ARE THE FUTURE, OKITA!

"They all look like bad guys." Why? Because they're hot?

"I didn't know what I was supposed to do..." Uh, maybe tell this childries not to judge a book by its cover? Idk, maybe try and suggest that the world is not so black and white? Definitely don't mention the bloodlust.

"Grinning like an idiot." You're just jealous of his happiness, you cynical-ass child

"He's a wuss." UM, pretty sure he's the most powerful member of the Shinsengumi so stfu :P

"He grabbed the child" Oh dear... Here we go...

Okita! Use your words to teach the children a lesson! Not whatever this fucked up shit is X_X

Ah, ruling with fear! :') When has that ever backfired?

"I'll tell them I'm sorry. Then I'll tell them how awesome Kondou is." GUD. >:(

Uuuuugh, I'm so so tired and I've written so much CRAP so I will SLEEP and play the next bit tomorrow! :D