#an ikesen christmas

[aquagirl1978]

And may I also request touches #2 with Mitsuhide? I love doting on that man so much!!

Thank you for this request - sorry it took me so long to get to 🥺

Blue Christmas - Mitsuhide Akechi x Reader (ikemen Sengoku)

A/N: Day 4 of my Twelve Days of Christmas. Also part of my New Year, New Celebration follower celebration.

Pairing: Mitsuhide Akechi x Reader

Prompt: running fingers through hair

Word Count: 562

Tags: fluff

It was a cold and blustery day in December as you strolled through the streets of Azuchi. Your hands were filled with bags brimming with gifts for all your friends, including an extra special one for Mitsuhide -- a small porcelain mouse. 

Christmas was one of your favorite holidays – the lights and the trees and the family dinner of fried chicken were just some of the things that made this holiday so special to you. You had thought this year would be bittersweet, as it was your first away from home, but it had been anything but so far. Christmas might not have come to Japan yet, but there was nothing stopping you from bringing the spirit of the holidays here.

 You had planned to sneak out that afternoon under the ruse of needing to go to the markets in search of new fabric – it was the perfect excuse to go shopping alone to get everyone’s gifts. 

And then you ran into Mitsuhide.

“Where’s this little mouse running off to this early?”

Close. So close to freedom. 

After you informed him that you were going to the market to pick up some new fabrics, you were shocked when he asked if he could join you. Of course you said yes – who would say no to their boyfriend – but now you were in the unenviable position of trying to evade the kitsune somewhere in the market as you purchased the presents.

As it turned out, Mitsuhide was meeting someone in the markets, so it was easy for you to shop in secret. After spending an inordinate amount of time perusing various shops to find the perfect gifts – down to Nobunaga’s favorite konpeito, sorry Hideyoshi – it was finally time to return home to the castle. 

One moment you were hurrying through the streets of the markets in Azuchi, and the next, you were lying flat on the ground. Cheeks warm with embarrassment, you sighed, your bags lying scattered on the ground around you. Your only saving grace was that no one you knew witnessed your fall.

Or so you thought.

Your stomach twisted in knots as you looked up into the crowd and spotted a familiar head of silver-white hair, suppressing a groan as he approached.

“Little mouse,” he said, offering you his hand in assistance. You slipped your hand in his; he easily pulled you up to a standing position. His eyes flickered over your figure, assessing any injuries. He reached out a hand, tucking a stray lock of hair behind your ear. His hand lingered, his fingers grazing your still heated cheeks, his touch comforting. 

“You really do need to watch yourself,” he chided, his eyes fixed on a patch of ice on the ground. “It certainly would have been a blue Christmas if you had hurt yourself.” 

You turned to him, your eyes wide with awe. How did he know about Christmas? You hadn’t said a word about it as you were waiting until the 25th to surprise everyone. So who told him?

He gazed at you knowingly, his golden eyes twinkling like familiar Christmas lights. He huffed a small laugh, and as if he was reading your mind, he pulled you close to him in a warm embrace, his fingers running through your hair as he held your face close to his heart.

“Lucky for you, I was here to help.”

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[incorrect-joseimuke]

MC of Ikesen, dressing up as Santa: Merry christmas everyone! *Gives everyone a lump of coal*

MC of Ikesen: That's for massacring hundreds of people.

[lorei-writes]

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I generally offer to beta-read works only to close friends. However, in the spirit of Christmas and gift-giving... I figured I may extend the offer to the fandom as a whole. Only until the end of the year.

What's beta-reading?

Essentially, beta-reading means that somebody reads your story to provide you with specific kind of feedback (looking for errors, reporting on whether the goals you've set out were accomplished, checking whether characters are in fact written in character, suggesting edits, etc). It may involve some constructive criticism.

The general idea is to share your true perception of the work, to possibly polish it or to enable the author to learn new things.

What could you beta-read?

Fandoms: IkeSen, IkeVamp, IkePri 2k words max. Fluff, angst, gen fics, hurt/comfort -- I do read smut, but I fear I'd be of little help with it (unless it was grammar or more technical aspects somebody wanted me to look at).

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4, 10, 11 👀

Give Me A Number OC Meme!

4. Any Villain OCs?

Technically speaking, he's more of an antagonist than a straight up villain, but in his early days, Haiiro did have some villain qualities, if tame ones, as shown from this old, old comic page when I tried to make a comic of about Takashi (his half brother he's talking about) and his adventures. Forgive the artwork for it is old and creaking and I do not know how to comic (it does read left to right tho!).

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10. Favorite OC Design

I was doing the Christmas color scheme long before Hideyoshi von IkeSen came into my life, lol

Here is Skyler, who is a vampire. He was from an era in my life where I loved giving character two-toned hair (him, Takashi and his waifu Arianna) because I thought it looked cool (you can also tell I was a YGO kid because of this). He's had eras of cutting his hair but it's always with black bangs while the rest was green.

Runner up after Skyler would have to be Houki, because her design is easy for me to remember: straight center part in her hair, round glasses, green eyes, blue and pink kimono.

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11. Would you consider yourself nice to your OCs?

...I'd be lying if I said the answer was a resounding yes.

A short list of my OCs troubles and ills: -Takashi is a Fallen Angel, accused of a crime he didn't commit. Not to mention, whenever he summons his wings, they tear through his back, blood spattering included. It's quite painful, so he only calls on them out in a dire emergency. If one was to see him without a shirt on, they'd see the two long scars his wings emerge from.

-He also met his waifu at a bar where she was going to sell herself to support her family, but Taka tricked everyone with paying for her in key rings rather than actual money. He then swept her family away on his adventures rather than facing an angry mob.

-Haiiro is a magical test tube baby, a mixture of angel and demon dna. The means to collect specimens from his parents were... well, not ethical, to say the least. It's why he and Takashi are half brothers as they share the same father, technically speaking.

-Skyler sells his venom to make ends meet as he lives in a polycule with a dragon friend and a wizard that took in his nieces when their parents died.

-OC in the tube comic, his name is Bara (it was a time before I knew the connotation of that word, I just wanted to name him Rose, but in a different way), he gets his memories taken away frequently so he could become the perfect hunter of magical creatures. (He eventually gets to have romantic feel-feels for one of Skyler's wizard boyfriend's nieces, so good for him)

-Thea never knew her birth father and she'd liked to keep it that way, after seeing how he affected her mother.

-Maddie was bullied when she was young for being 'a weird kid'.

-Abby and Miri came from abusive homes.

Thanks for the ask!

[camuslittlesister]

From the OA Archives: A Very IkeSen Christmas

I can’t remember the exact prompt so I can’t tell if it was explicitly yume or I just thought it was hilarious to have the IkeSen meets Outlander vibe (I know they’re different centuries, my ancestors were there. If past lives are a thing I probably was there myself in a previous incarnation ☠️).

It’s safe for work. Mostly me teasing mummy Hideyoshi (I said what I said). Also, Saori is the name of the canon MC because I needed an excuse for…you’ll see 👀

It was my first Christmas in the Sengoku period. There were some Jesuit missionaries hidden somewhere in Japan, but having Nobunaga track one down for Midnight Mass was asking too much.

Everyone was already going out of their way to make it less hard for me to be not just 500 years into the past, but 500 years into the past of a country not my own. Not that being Roman Catholic in Elizabethan England would have been easier, but at least I’d have got some resemblance of my 21st century normality, with a banquet of roast game and a swishy velvet gown with fitted sleeves.

At least I was getting a Christmas tree. In fact, Nobunaga himself was overseeing the cutting of the tree for the hall. It all started a few days earlier, when Hideyoshi dropped by my room unannounced. I dried my tears and let him in, but couldn’t do much about hiding it, not to Azuchi’s mother hen at any rate.

Japan didn’t have the Gregorian calendar at the time, but the organiser in my bag reminded me it would have been the 3rd Sunday of Advent and I missed the unfunny memes about wearing pink on Gaudete Sunday that my friends would have shared on Twitter and I would have hated if I was there to see them.

The familiarity, even of something I found trite, made me feel really lonely, even if I was surrounded by people who welcomed me as one of their own (at least once they realised I wasn’t an assassin or a spy).

I confided in Hideyoshi, who stroke my head affectionately to try and soothe me, before declaring that Azuchi would have its first ever Christmas.

Not long after, Mitsunari knocked on my door, carrying paper and ink, ready to take notes about Christmas traditions. And that’s how we got to hanging things off a tree on the dais in the hall. We also handmade Christmas cards that Mitsuhide took to Kasugayama Castle, where Saori was now living with her Sengoku boyfriend, and Masamune was hard at work trying to replicate, as closely as possible, the panettone recipe handed down my family for generations.

Nobunaga looked on mildly amused as I directed his retainers with the strict professionalism of a decorator at Buckingham Palace and sung my favourite carols. What was left to do before Christmas Eve itself was buying presents. It has never been my favourite activity, but I wanted to show my appreciation to my new samurai family.

I had books ordered in town for Mitsunari and Ieyasu, sweets for Nobunaga that cost me more than the other presents put together (not surprising, coming from the poshest confectionery in the capital without Prime), a handmade book of recipes for Masamune, a fine scarf for Hideyoshi (because he’s always too busy worrying about everyone else to care about himself) and...also a scarf for Mitsuhide, because that’s one thing you buy when you don’t know what to buy to a man, and nobody uses ties.

I was getting ready for the Christmas Eve banquet when Ieyasu appeared outside my door, a frown on his face (not unusual, but it was a different kind of frown): “Give me your presents”. I knew better than to argue, and let him in to get the load, following him out.

His pet fawn Wasabi stood tethered to a cart already filled with packages, makeshift antlers on her head. I was surprised to see Ieyasu doing something he was adamant was “too ridiculous” just to “please some woman”.

“Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer...” I began singing on our way to the banquet, Ieyasu glaring at me. “All of the other reindeers...” two voices came from behind us. We both turned around full of disbelief: Mitsuhide was back, grinning like the Cheshire Cat. “Sasuke! Saori!” I threw myself in their arms for a group hug.

“We come bearing presents, but I’ve got the biggest of them all seeing that smile” there was only one man who’d come out with such cheesy lines and somehow make them sound appealing, and I realised they weren’t alone.

Yukimura rolled his eyes at Shingen’s greetings, Kenshin looked like he really didn’t want to be there, and Yoshimoto was just captivated by the festive atmosphere. “It’s like seeing the Christmas truce of 1914” I commented to Sasuke.

“We can play football in the morning” he laughed, our banter interrupted by Hideyoshi coming out of the hall to tell Ieyasu and me off for being outdoors so long.

He was both more, and less, angry when he saw that Saori was there, and we made our way inside. Masamune had cooked enough to feed the unexpected guests and, even though it was a new place with different people, it truly felt like a family Christmas, and I even managed to get a kiss under the mistletoe for the very first time.

Thank you for reading. Merry Christmas if you celebrate 🎄

[incorrectcybirdquotes]

Mitsunari: So what do you want Santa to bring you Ieyasu?

Ieyasu: Santa's not real.

Hideyoshi: *rushes over to Mitsunari, covering his ears* Ieyasu!

[cyikemen]

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[otomefoxystar]

Secret Mission

Pairing: Mitsuhide X MC

Genre: Fluff

The weather was cold, and seeing the frost on the trees, made her nostalgic for modern times. Sometimes she forgot that Christmas just didn't exist. "What's wrong little mouse? You've been moping all evening." She turned to see Mitsuhide looking at her. How long had she been looking outside at the snowfall? "You'll think I'm being silly." Mitsuhide came over, looking down at her and wrapping his arms around her waist. "If it's problematic enough for you to be fretting over, then I'm sure it's not silly. Although, you do have a tendency to be quite silly." She rolled her eyes, "Ugh. Forget it. It's not important." He combed his fingers through her hair. "What is it, my love? Tell me." You sighed, looking into his tender eyes. The things those eyes have seen, and yet he looked at her with so much love. She couldn't understand how he could ever be the ruthless torturer he was.

She touched his cheek with her fingertips. "I wish you could see the things I have seen from the future." He nodded in understanding, "You miss your home. Do you wish you had gone back to the future?" She shook her head to reassure Mitsuhide. "My home is here with you. To say I don't miss certain things about the future would be a lie, and I suppose that's something I should expect to happen from time to time. I wish you could see it with your own eyes. This time of year was always my favorite. Seeing as how central heat isn't a thing here, I'm having a hard time enjoying the winter like I used to." A little laugh escaped her, "I love the way you listen to me ramble about the future as if you know what I'm talking about." Mitsuhide's cheeks tinted, and his eyebrows creased. "Stop it." He turned his head away, and she put both her hands on the sides of his head, bringing his face back. "You are one of the smartest people I know, Mitsuhide. I love that you try to understand me, and I love that you let yourself be vulnerable with me." She kissed him on the lips in a sweet kiss. When they pulled apart, Mitsuhide took her hand to lead her to sit by the warm fire.

He took a thick blanket from a chair. "Sit, my dear." As she sat down, Mitsuhide placed himself next to her, wrapping them up in the warmth of the blanket. "This is nice, Mutsuhide." He smiled, then hummed, leaning her head against his shoulder. "Tell me what is on your mind." She took in a deep breath closing her eyes. "It's called Christmas. a holiday most of the world celebrated. There were artificial lights of all colors. Blue, purple, red, green. People decorated their houses and yards with lights and decorations." Hearing the excitement in her voice made his heart sad for what she missed.

"What kind of decorations?" She giggled. " Oh, reindeer, snowmen, Santa Clause, the list goes on and on." Mitsuhide laughed, "I don't know what a snowman is or what this Santa clause is either, but I'm sure it's nice." Sitting up, she smiled. " A snowman, oh, they are so much fun! We could do it here. You make a ball of snow, and roll it in the snow until it becomes a big ball, then you do the same thing, but making it a bit smaller, and one more that's even smaller. You stack them together from smallest to biggest. Then, you get something for the eyes. I used to use buttons, a carrot for the nose, and some smaller buttons for the mouth. Then you get a scarf and hat, and TADA! You have a snowman!" Mitsuhide looks at her, her spark for life so bright.

"Santa Clause is a legend, a story of sorts. There was a man that would bring children presents on Christmas Eve, secretly. Through the years, it got misconstrued people forgot the meaning behind it. In my generation, Santa was like this magical person. Children believe that he is alive and real that he has this toy factory where magical elves make toys all year long. Then, Santa Clause leaves his home in the North Pole on Christmas Eve. He wears a red suit with a red hat and gets in his red sleigh, loaded with Christmas gifts. His flying reindeer taking him to every house in the whole world that bears a child, and he lands on their roof, goes down their chimney, and delivers their gifts." Mitsuhide shakes his head and, with a bit of chuckle, "That's ridiculous." She snickered, "I guess it kind of is, but when you're a child, the magic seems real. It's all anyone can talk about. When you wake up on Christmas Day and see presents under the Christmas tree, it's believable, and they think it is Santa Clause. Of course, it's really just their parents." Mitsuhide gave her a qizzzical look. "Christmas tree?" She grinned, "Oh yes, people would cut down pine trees and bring them in their houses and decorate them with Christmas lights, ornaments, and candy." Mitsuhide smiled endearingly, "People from the future must have a very sheltered upbringing. It makes me happy that you grew up that way."

She looked over to him, gazing at this loving man, leaning into his touch. "What about Christmas? What is it?" She hummed, "It was originally formed as the birthday of a deity, but I won't get into all that. In recent times, it has become more of time spent with family and friends. Giving gifts that show those people how much you care—drinking hot chocolate with marshmallows and sharing a hot meal. It's the traditional music and snow. Christmas is about love." She intertwined her fingers with his "I like that. I'm glad that you have fond memories of your time."

The next day while _ _ _ was busy with work, Mitsuhide answered the front door of his manor. Sasuke, Nobunaga, Ieyasu, Hideyoshi, Mitsunari, and Masamune stood on the other side, "Shall we get to work?" Mitsuhide stepped aside, allowing them to come in. "Leading them to his study, Sasuke laid out papers with descriptive detail about Christmas and traditions. "Where do we start?" Mitsuhide asked, going into work mode. "I think it'd be wise to split up and assign everyone a task," Mitsunari interjected.

Late that afternoon, Mitsuhide waltzed into the seamstress room, whisking _ _ _ away. "Mitsu- What is going on? What about the mission?" He smiled, "It's been completed. I wanted to see you. It gets dark earlier in the winter, and I wanted to take advantage of the daylight and ride the horses back to the manor." _ _ _ lit up with excitement at the suggestion. The two horses were saddled and ready for their masters as they walked outside, hand in hand.

They made idle small talk about things on her mind and the goings-on at the castle. "One of the young maids kept glaring at me today. I didn't know what was wrong with her, so I asked another girl that she seemed friendly with. It just so happens that she has a crush on the same man that I am in love with." He laughed out loud loudly, "Do you feel threatened, mouse?" He had that sound in his voice when he endlessly teased her. "Not at all." He reached out for her, and as she took his gloved hand, he looked at her. "Never doubt my love for you."

Once they dismounted, their horses were taken away to the stable. She noticed all the footprints and hoofprints in the snow. "Do we have guests?" Mitsuhide nodded his head. "We do" She walked next to him as they went inside, where she was bombarded with the loud laughter and voices of all the warlords, including Sasuke. "What's going on, Mitsuhide?" He merely smiled at her.

"Princess, welcome home," Mitsunari said with a sweet smile. "Thank you," She replied as she looked around. There were no war plans out, only tea and snacks. "Should I be concerned that you're all here when you were supposed to be on some sort of secret mission?" Masamune let out a hearty laugh. "This is the secret mission" She looked around, feeling confused. "Come, my dear." She took his hand, not knowing what to expect, but when everyone came outside with you. Masamune brought a large bowl full of carrots and coins, and candy. The pieces were starting to come together a bit.

"Are we making snowmen?!" Sasuke smiled at your excitement. "I couldn't find any buttons, but I think this will all do quite nicely." Taking Mitsuhide's hand, she motioned for everyone to come over. "All of you have to make one." Ieyasu rolled his eyes. "Even you Ieyasu!" He huffed but complied anyway.

Sasuke and _ _ _ guided everyone into making a snowman. While Mitsuhide eyed his work, she rolled up a snowball chucking it straight at his head, crashing right in the side of his face. Doubled over in laughter, Nobunaga did the same to Hideyoshi, eventually leading into one big snow fight with everyone involved.

While everyone was occupied, _ _ _ laid down in the snow, sliding her arms and legs together then apart. Mitsunari came over watching as she stood up, looking at the imprint she made in the snow. "What is it?" She gave him a big smile, "A snow angel. Try it, Mitsunari." He did, and as he looked at his imprint, he nodded, "that is quite enjoyable." While talking with Mitsunari, a snowball hit her back. She turned around, seeing Mitsuhide smiling at her, she tried gathering more snow to throw back at him, but Masamune had her in his sights. Her only choice was to flee. She hid behind a large tree. Mitsuhide came after her, placing his hands on the tree, capturing her cold lips, and delving his tongue into her mouth, caressing her tongue with his. "If you're going to make out, you could at least get a damn room," Ieyasu stated with a sneer. "Should we go inside to warm up?" _ _ _ asked, and everyone agreed.

As everyone took off their gloves and cloaks, Mitsuhide grabbed her hand. "Before we settle down, I have another surprise for you." Her eyes widened in surprise. "Come" He held out his hand and led her into the next room. Her eyes lit up seeing the tree in the room with little kenpieto tied to the tree and random paper snowflakes on the branches, most likely replacing the ornaments. "It's beautiful!" She turned around, giving Mutsuhide a big tight hug. Hugging her back, he kissed her on her forehead. A serving maid came in with hot sake and tea, sweets, and plenty of food to eat. She was astonished, not knowing how to respond. "Guys," She said with happy tears filling up her eyes, and Mitsuhide smiled, "We wanted to give you Christmas." She looked around at everyone. "Or at least as close to it as we could get," Sasuke said with a smile. She laughed as tears rolled down her cheeks. Hideyoshi put his hand on her shoulder, "You deserve to be happy. Seeing the smile on your face is worth all the work we did."

She looked at each of the men in front of her. "Thank you, all of you. You don't know how much this means to me, how much all of you mean to me. You are my family." She stepped forward, reaching her arms out when they all came together in a joyous group hug. "This wouldn't have happened if it weren't for Mitsuhide. He loves you very much. That much is obvious." Masamune said as they backed away. She looked over at Mitsuhide with a beautiful smile and walked over to him just to be wrapped up in his arms.

"You are a beacon of light in my life of darkness." She looked up at him with adoration in her eyes. He leaned down, giving her a gentle kiss. "I feel bad. I didn't get anything for any of you." Nobunaga stepped forward. "Don't feel bad, fireball. This was all for you. We wanted to do this for all you have given us." She shook her head in disagreement. "I haven't done anything" All the men in the room laughed. "You have given us joy and happiness, a reason to make it home safely. You are family to us as well, at least to me." All the other warlords shook their heads, agreeing with Nobunaga, making your heart melt. "Merry Christmas, everyone!" She said with excitement, "Merry Christmas!" They all repeated in unison. "That's it. Christmas will be our new secret tradition!" Nobunaga stated.

[nad-zeta]

Midnight snack

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku

Pairings: Shingen x reader

Genre: Fluff

Comments: Eeeeek Merry Christmas mamaaaaaa!!🌈❤! Whooop whoooop! 🎄🎄Hope you have the greatest Christmas, eat lots of food, drink lots of wine, and laugh lots!!! Love ya lots mama!!! Sending all the Christmas sparkles your way!!☺❤🌈❤

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Shingen awoke to the sound rustling coming from beyond his bedroom door. Alarmed, his large muscular arm reached over to check on you, only to find your side of the bed empty. You must have just left, as the bed still held traces of your lingering warmth.

Wiping the sleep from his eyes, he glanced over to see the red flickering of the alarm beside him— 3am— far too early for either of you to be up at such an unholy hour. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, placing his feet firmly in the fluffy dark brown and red reindeer slippers you had gotten him last Christmas. A statement piece to match your own, you had proudly declared wiggling your feet with your own ironically ugly Christmas slippers on.

The house was silent as a mouse as he trod down the long hallway, the only light coming from the flashing of the reindeer’s nose with each step he took. He peeked a cautious eye into the little ones’ rooms to find them still sound asleep— Christmas lists under their pillows for Santa to find. Except for Yuki, of course, that boy had about as much trust in Santa as he did in his uncle Nobunaga— from him, all Santa got was a room full of booby traps. Shingen knew it was a mistake starting the Home Alone Christmas tradition— it gave the boys far too many troublesome ideas.

Creaking the door closed to a crack once more, he ventured onwards, taking hushed tiptoes further down the hallway until he arrived at your living room. The warm crackings of the dying embers created a flickering glow that highlighted a slumped over figure, happily munching away like a little midnight mouse.

“And what do we have here, a visit from the angel of Christmas,” he leaned down to whisper in your ear, his nose nuzzling your temple as his arms found residence around your waist.

He chuckled at the way you jumped from your seat, visible gooseflesh making its way to the surface of your skin as the chocolate cinnamon cookie you had been munching on fell to the plate. Caught in the act, evidence of your crime smeared across your cheek. His smile deepened when you playfully swatted at him, your hand coming to rest over your galloping heart. His finger grazed your cheek, removing the stray drop of ganache as he took up residence beside you.

Leaning his chin on his hands, his smoky eyes roved over the plate of cookies you were busy demolishing, and a teasing grin made its way to his lips. “I see the goddess of Christmas has taken to eating cookies at 3 am.”

“What! If it’s good enough for Santa, it’s good enough for me,” you replied, taking another bite into the spiced star-shaped biscuit.

Heaving a chuckle, Shingen hummed in response, far be it for him to deny you the sugary treat; after all, he was just as guilty as you, except he kept his in the bedside drawer— buried far in the depths of a hidden compartment. Of course, he had to hide the sugar, else the younger ones would surely sniff it out, or worse, the oldest would flip the cards and give him a scolding lecture about the unhealthiness of too much sugar consumption.

Not able to resist the temptations of a sugary midnight snack, he too picked up one of the double chocolate chip cookies and pooped it into his mouth.

“It would certainly be a shame if ‘Santa’ didn’t sample all of our little angel’s cookies.”

One after the other, the two of you polished off the biscuits left for the fictional fat man in red. As the last cookie was shared in half between the two of you, Shingen couldn’t help but smile; he could already picture the kids boasting about how Santa loved the cookies so much that he cleared the plate.

With stomachs full and chocolate milk drunk, it would be hard for anyone not to feel the pull of sleep beckoning.

You indeed appeared to be feeling the effects of the sandman. Shingen’s eyes shone fondly at the cute way you tried to keep awake. However, it seemed to be a losing battle as your eyes remained closed longer and longer between blinks, and a heavy yawn escaped you as you started swaying forward.

Stifling a yawn of his own, Shingen took you by the hand and led you to the black leather couch in front of the dying fireplace. He pulled you down to rest against his chest and pulled the soft white blanket over the two of you.

He drew lazy circles on your back as he watched your eyes finally flutter closed. Dropping a kiss atop your head, it wasn’t before long before his own eyes followed suit, being lulled back to sleep by your soft snores and warm comfort—a well-deserved few more hours of rest for the both of you, before the chaos that the morning would bring.

[aquagirl1978]

C H A T S

New Residents at the Mansion (IkeVamp Meets IkeSen)

H E A D C A N O N S

Suitors Reaction to Being Called Cute (Masamune, Mitsuhide, Shingen, Motonari, Kicho)

Suitors Caring for a Sick MC (Masamune, Ieyasu, Hideyoshi, Yukimura, Motonari, Kicho)

H I D E Y O S H I

Harvest Moon

K A NE T S U G U

Cosmic Love

K E N S H I N

Serenity

K I C H O

In Time (NSFW)

A Heated Mess (NSFW)

A Warm Winter Day

Butterfly Kisses

Undressed

M I T S U H I D E

Sweet Dreams (NSFW)

Moments Like This (NSFW)

Hen Party (NSFW)

Devotion (NSFW)

Blue Christmas

M O T O N A R I

Of Past Regrets

Pumpkins

Dark and Stormy

S H I N G E N

Midnight Kiss

Radiant (NSFW)

Let's Dance

Y O S H I M O T O

True Colors (NSFW)

Y U K I M U R A

Remember Me (NSFW)

[writingwhimsey]

Who's Your Sengoku Santa?

A/N: So, I decided to actually write this idea out. A one shot of Sasuke planning a Christmas party with the warlords and them getting into a fight over who gets to be Santa and have MC (Ava my MC/ OC) sit in their lap. I hope you guys enjoy!

"I am sure you're all wondering why I have gathered you here." Sasuke began as he looked over the gathered warlords in the banquet room of the inn he had rented for this meeting.

"You had better have a good reason for this, Sasuke." Kenshin said, glaring at his ninja. "If this is a waste of my time, I will be training you extensively."

Sasuke gulped audibly, but otherwise kept his cool. "It is of the utmost importantce, Lord Kenshin, I promise you."

"You are a strange one, Sasuke. I admire your audacity." Nobunaga commented.

"He's even crazier than I am. Gettin' enemies and allies alike together like this." Motonari added.

"I don't see what we could all possibly have in common to warrant this kind of gathering." Kennyo agreed.

"I think I might know." Shingen said. "This clearly has something to do with my beautiful goddess."

"You are referring to my Chatelaine." Nobunaga said, looking at Shingen.

"I do speak of the beautiful princess you have forced at your side." Shingen answered.

"Nobunaga forces no one at his side." Hideyoshi defended. "People want to be where he is."

"We are getting off topic here." Sasuke said, interrupting the fight before it could truly begin.

"So, what is the reason you have called us all here, Sasuke?" Mitsuhide asked.

"It is December." Sasuke answered. "We are almost to the twenty-fifth in fact. Which in our time is Christmas."

"I have heard a bit about this Christmas from missionaries." Nobunaga said.

"Yes, well in the future there is more to it." Sasuke explained. "And I think it would be nice if we all set aside our differences for one day and had a Christmas party for Ava."

"I saw one of these parties when I visited the future." Kicho said. "It wasn't all that unpleasant."

"A party? Well, count me in. Keiji Maeda is your man when we start talking parties!"

"If it's for Lady Ava, count me in!" Ranmaru piped up in his cheery tone.

"A party huh? Now yer talkin'." Motonari said, a smile on his face.

"Not the kind of party you're usually fond of Lord Motonari." Sasuke replied. "More along the lines of a banquet."

"If it is for Ava and there is plenty of sake and pickled plums, I can think of no reason to protest it." Kenshin spoke up.

"For my goddess, I can put up with the devil for a night." Shingen said.

"Good, then everyone is in agreement to learn about Christmas and have a party for Ava?"

The warlords all nodded their agreement.

"Alright, then let's get started while I tell you all about modern Christmas. We will be including traditions from other parts of the world as well." Sasuke spoke up. He was the pulling out large pieces of paper from out of nowhere and placing them on the table. He spoke gesturing to the paper to indicate different things as he touched on the subject of Christmas. Once he was finished explaining the holiday and different traditions from across the world, he was then explaining the party he had in mind.

"Does everyone understand?" Sasuke asked.

The warlords nodded their assent. Then Hideyoshi spoke up. "The only thing to decide then is who will be playing the role of this Santa Claus."

"I would like to volunteer myself." Shingen said. "As one of the more senior members of this group it feels only right that I should play this role."

"Lord Shingen, you're only volunteering for the role because of what Sasuke said about people leaving out sweets known as cookies for this Santa." Yukimura said.

"I won't allow you to be this Santa." Kenshin said, drawing his sword and pointing it at Shingen. "The sweets aren't the only reason you want this role. You want Ava to sit in your lap and tell you her desires."

"As if I am the only man here who wants the goddess in my lap?" Shingen replied, though he did not draw his sword.

"She is my chatelain. If she is to sit in anyone's lap, it should be mine." Nobunaga said, throwing his name in the running. "I shall be this Santa."

"Unlike the rest of you I have actually been to the modern day. I could pull off the Santa act." Kicho spoke up.

"Like you're the only one around here who knows how to act?" Keiji said, glaring at Kicho.

"I think the lass might enjoy sitting in my lap the most." Masamune said. "And I'd bake her these cookies."

"I am the most skilled at subterfuge." Mitsuhide interjected. "Also, I have the white hair. I'm clearly the best candidate for the role."

"But isn't this Santa supposed to be jolly?" Hideyoshi asked. "That is something that doesn't apply to you. I would be much better at that part."

"I can do jolly no problem!" Ranmaru spoke up.

"Ava will sit in my lap and my lap only." Kenshin countered, sweeping his sword over everyone in the room.

"Lord Kenshin is the best candidate." Kanetsugu agreed not about to go against his lord, though he was also hiding his desire to have Ava sit in his lap.

"I got chair fer the princess but it ain't just my lap." Motonari said with a smirk. "Course that's a private party none of ya are invited to."

"Perhaps the Princess would be most comfortable if I were the one to play this Santa role." Kennyo spoke up.

"You are the kindest and most giving, Master." Ranmaru said.

"I am glad that I do not care about this stupid role at all." Ieyasu said. "But if I have to be in the running for it...I can do it."

"If it is for Lady Ava, I think I could find joy in doing it. I would study the role diligently." Mitsunari said. "I would do anything to see her smile so."

"I think it should be me." Yukimura said. "I'm probably the only one who wouldn't make her uncomfortable."

"Performance is an art, as I am the only one here who truly appreciates art, I believe it should be me." Yoshimoto said, throwing himself into the running.

"I was thinking that perhaps I would fill the role." Sasuke said. "I am the only one from the same time as Ava and I would be able to put on the best and most accurate act."

"We shall settle this with a fight to the death.: Kenshin declared.

Everyone rose, drawing their swords. Not a one of them was ready to give up this opportunity. It was at this moment that the door to the banquet room came open and they were all surprised to see Ava entering the room.

"Ava, what are you doing here?" Sasuke asked. "I thought you were supposed to be fabric shopping."

"Yes, that is what you said you were up to." Hideyoshi agreed.

"I know, but I got nervous about all of you guys being alone together...and apparently I was right to be worried." She said as she looked around the room. She had been told that they were gathering for peace talks.

The group of men actually looked abashed by the reprimand in her voice. Slowly they all put their swords away. "This is actually perfect timing ya have, m'lady." Motonari said.

"Oh?" She asked.

"It is true." Nobunaga agreed. "You are the only one who can settle this."

"Settle what?" She asked.

"Who do you want to be your Santa?" Kenshin asked.

Ava raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Sasuke let out a sigh. "I was trying to make this a surprise...but we were planning an Christmas party for you. Once I explained the tradition of Santa and sitting in his lap to tell your Christmas wish to...well a fight started."

Ava looked between each of the warlords. "Is...is that really why you're all about to cut each other to pieces?" She asked in disbelief.

"What man wouldn't want to fight for the affections of such a beautiful goddess?" Shingen asked, those flirtatious gray eyes on her.

Ava burst into laughter just then. She was doubling over and gripping her sides as the fit of laughter continued. She'd never heard anything more ridiculous to fight over before in her life. Of course she was also happy to know that she was so well loved.

The gathered warlords were watching as Ava laughed. They were all dumbfounded for a moment, but soon found themselves smiling. None of them could be angry as long a she was laughing and smiling like that.

"You guys...y-you're...all rid...iculous...and...ah hahaha...oh I don't think...I've...ever...been this...happy...or laughed...this much...about something..." She managed out between giggles.

Once Ava had gotten control of herself, she looked at them all a big smile on her face. Though the warlords still wanted to have an answer, they couldn't help but to feel happy at seeing her smile.

"Now that you have calmed yourself, who do you want to be your Santa?" Nobunaga asked his commanding voice carrying out over the room.

Ava looked over the room of gathered warlords. She truly loved and cared for them all, but she would be lying if there was anyone else she could picture as her Santa than her one and only. "Clearly my answer is..." She said, giving the name of her beloved.

[misohsoup]

CHECK IT OUT CHECK OUT!!

The amazing attires for the top 5 rankers are here!!

Mitsuhide being the top winner for the most gorgeous outfit and has Kenshin’s signature fluff!!!

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Definitely, amazing outfits lol kind of not fair they releasing it during Christmas LOl are they saying this is our gift? When really it’s a promise for our 2021 anniversary LOL 🤔🤔🤭🤭🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

Anyway!! If you’ve voted at least one vote for the top five you’ll get these outfits in your present box!!

The top 5 guys are as listed below:

Mitsuhide

Nobunaga

Masamune

Motonari

Kenshin

**also! If anyone else noticed, the outfits get fancy as they go up in ranking! Nice touch cybird lol. But its still strange to me to see a Kenshin outfit without a robe/cape or fluffiness! LOL the attires are great as usual though!

Keiji needs to make it to top five next year! I’d love to have a red and orange OUTSTANDING outfit ahha 🥰🥰

One thing, I say is a bummer is that the beauty of these attires (like last years) are only 80 beauty each 😭😭 I wish they’d give us 300-500 beauty each. I mean LOOK at how beautiful they look! It would totally make f2p players happy too, a slight boost, you know! Cybird has become extremely (irritatingly) expensive !! 🥺🥺

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can’t wait to sport these outfits when the hype is over ! Oh Woops time to charge my phone as well LOL. 🙈

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Happy Christmas Eve everyone!

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[rifmasterlists]

Christmas 2021

Tears of Themis; Secret Santa event for @/vynsd

Christmas cards [Ikesen Kennyo] for @/eatingbubbles

Of One Mind [Naruto Tobirama] for @/senju-sekhmet

Gingerbread [Ikevamp Theodor(k)us] for @/nad-zeta

Tree [Ikevamp Leonardo] for @/alby-rei

A pair, a set [Ikesen Shingen] for @/moonlit-stargazer

Mitsletoe [Ikesen Nobunaga] for @/mineko811

Coffee date [Yugioh Yugi] for @/deejadabbles

[ikeromantic]

Azuchi Warlords and Their Favorite Christmas Stories

Honestly, imagining the warlords gathered around MC, sipping hot chocolate and wearing matching pajamas while she reads them stories is perfect. If I could make pictures, I would make this xD

Nobunaga

Likes: The Nutcracker

“Read the battle with the evil Mouse King again. A true warrior would do anything to save his Sugar Plum Fairy.”

Ieyasu

Likes: The Grinch That Stole Christmas

“No, his heart wasn’t three sizes too small. The Whos just didn’t understand him. And they sound pretty stupid anyway. What kind of people call themselves Whos?”

Masamune

Likes: The Steadfast Tin Soldier

“He should have melted into a sword and stabbed the jack-box goblin!” *grabs the hilt of his sword and squeezes* “Now the other soldiers must hunt that goblin for vengeance and honor!”

Mitsuhide

Likes: Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer

“He pretended to be weak so they would despise him. Then he could pursue his own agenda until a crisis - when Santa needed him, Rudolph set his own terms. A wise deer, almost more like a fox.”

Mitsunari

Likes: Twas the Night Before Christmas

“How does one plan for to travel so far with only deer to pull the cart? I would like to meet with this Santa’s tacticians. Read his battle strategy. Is there another book?”

Hideyoshi

Likes: Gift of the Magi

*wipes a tear away* “It was so sweet, how they sacrificed everything for each other. The gifts became useless but . . . more meaningful.”

[toloveawarlord]

You can find my masterlist in my bio!

25 Days of Christmas Day 13

Pairing: Kenshin x MC

Prompt: “Throw that snowball at our child, and you’re dead.”

Tagging: @plumpblueberry @christmaswarlock @sakura-1819 @starry-starry-night24 @kissmetwicekissmedeadly @thewitchofbooks​ @stardust-dreamer13​ @ikemensengokufangirl​ @gay-noodle-clan​ @nad-zeta​ @canaria-blackwell​

 A/N: A little snippet of Kenshin fluff!

Since the birth of their child, Kenshin rarely left the castle unless needed. He hovered lovingly, checking in on both mother and child, ordering the finest things. But as the years stretched on, their little boy grew older and with his age, came a little more freedom.

And a little more quality alone time for the parents.

The snowy morning spent lying about in bed, wrapped in each other’s arms. Tender touches and sleepy kisses exchanged in peaceful bliss.

Until a scream, likely of delight but one could never be too careful.

Kenshin untangled himself, a frown now marring his beautiful features. “Wait here. I’ll investigate for a threat.” Under dressed for the weather, he exited the room to find the source. It had been his son’s voice, that much he knew.

Outside, the deep snow had tracks of various sizes marking trails. His seven-year-old scooped his bare hands down, gathering enough to make a ball. Sasuke, on the other side, already had his made, arm cocked back with intent to throw.

His sword unsheathed silently, pressed against the man’s neck in a moment. “Throw that snowball at our child, and you’re dead.” The threat not quite as serious as the ninja had come to expect.

Mai shivered at the frigid cold, unable to overcome her curiosity of the scream. Sasuke had promised to watch over him for the day, and as an honorary uncle, had taken it upon himself to teach him a fun game. “Kenshin, I don’t think--”

He held his hand up before clapping it onto Sasuke’s shoulder. “You can be target practice. A valuable and entertaining lesson.” The sword put away, Kenshin turned Sasuke’s shoulders to face his son. “I’ll reward each critical hit.”

The boy lit up, bending, and scooping again to create a small pile of ammunition. “Father, watch how good I am!” He tossed hard, smacking the first right into Sasuke’s chest.

“Oooh, I’m wounded,” Sasuke feigned pain, hand gripping his shirt above his heart. The second pelted him right in the groin, which he didn’t have fake this time. He shifted uncomfortably but gave the grinning child a thumbs up.

The third, however, was quite off target.

Kenshin still knelt by the ninja, observing with pride at how much his son had learned in a short few months. He intently awaited the next throw, but his vision clouded, cold spreading across his face. The force nearly knocked him off balance.

“Oh-” Mai gasped, covering her mouth with her hands. She held her breath, to stave off the impending laughter but it failed. While their son cheered at his most critical hit, Mai turned around, shoulders shaking.

One moment she was firmly on the floor, and the next, an arm was around her waist, lifting her up as a shield. Kenshin brought his lips to her ear as he abandoned the porch for the snowy garden. “It’s funny, is it? I’ll show you.”

“That’s unfair! I can’t throw a snowball at mother!” Their son protested with a big pout on his lips.

“There are no rules in war, my son. But there are certainly casualties,” Kenshin answered, tickling his free hand into his beloved’s side. Her fit of laughter only fueling the warlord further. 

Mai managed to wiggle loose, although, she knew he’d let her go. Her socked feet soaked in the cold snow. She scrambled over to her son. “I’ll make the snowballs, you throw, okay? We can win if we work together!”

“I do adore your confidence, but I will be the victor of this war!” Kenshin replied, launching a snowball slightly off mark. It exploded against the tree beside them.

It mattered not who won. The three enjoying a snowy day, laughing until their stomachs hurt and their jaws ached. All were chilled to the bone, but it was well worth the memories. Not often did one catch the God of War engaged in childish antics. However, the loving father lowered his guard every once in a while.