#i love you too datenoriko!

[nuttytani]

Alright alright, I'll finally do this tag game TT I've been looking at this for a few days now but was too lazy to do it. Anyways, lesgooo

What creation or accomplishment from 2022 are you most proud of?

Uhh... Why are we starting off so hard? RIP. Probably making the halloween banner for @flash-exchange as for writing- one of my newer fics called : When your boss and his "friend" are too lovey dovey

Cut and paste some of your favorite reader/viewer comments on your work. We’re celebrating, people, and comments on your work is your champagne. It’s New Year’s, live a little.

All and any comments on my fics are my fav :"D

What stretched you creatively?

Honestly, nothing really. Didn't really have the actual time to sit down and do a lot of things this year in terms of hobbies, damn you education. But there is ONE thing. Digital art. I hate it, abhor it and want to chuck the tablet out the window. It took hours and days to understand its mechanics lol.

What was the most difficult thing you created and how did you get through it?

Didn't really do anything out of my comfort zone ^^;;

What’s one thing you’ve never tried to create that you might challenge yourself to create in the next year?

Slow burn and angst writing. Or anything plot heavy, really. Generally, I give up easily while writing and I would like to practice writing more and focus on plot, emotions and mayyyybeeee slow burn esque fics

What new fandoms did you discover over the past year?

Does a ship fandom count ? I've been EXTREMELY obsessed with Zhongchili this year. Really fell down hard into that hole, and I don't really mind. Other than that? Hmm Twisted Wonderland? But that doesn't count either because it lasted for barely a week xDD.

What fan-works created by someone else inspired/excited you?

many many and many more! it'll take me lots of time to dive into my tumblr and ao3 to grab them but ahh so many good stuff to recommend

What did you read or see that made you go, “I wish I had written/painted/created that.”

Hmm mostly for prompts that I had in mind and I see someone else doing it in an interesting way.

Who did you discover?

There'd be like 300+ usernames here if I write them down LOLOL

Spread the fandom love – who makes you smile? [Yes, it is totally valid to write “everybody” in this space]

So many new friends and some old friends. I love you all and wishing everyone to have a nice 2023

@lorei-writes @cheese-ception @tsubaki3192 @venulus @cottonfluffballofdoom @ieyasuwu @scorchieart @thetwinkims @ahanenohi @spoopy-fish-writes @ikemendaniel @kippin-art @iphigeniainaulis @the12thnightproject @ladyyblake @lanceeselhombre @lyrical-cynical @akitsuneswife @with-love-anu @heloisedaphnebrightmore @spanish-aguacate @kameon @kisara-16 @youreawizardharr @datenoriko @ladyofthemorningstar @violettduchess @evil-quartett

Content Creators...

Thinking about 2022 as we wave it goodbye and send it into the past. Let’s do a little bit of navel-gazing and patting ourselves and each other on the back and realize just how much we’ve accomplished over the past year.

So, for your blog, please answer (all or some) of the following questions. I’ll be working on my own answers over the next day or so.

What creation or accomplishment from 2022 are you most proud of?

Cut and paste some of your favorite reader/viewer comments on your work. We’re celebrating, people, and comments on your work is your champagne. It’s New Year’s, live a little.

What stretched you creatively?

What was the most difficult thing you created and how did you get through it?

What’s one thing you’ve never tried to create that you might challenge yourself to create in the next year?

What new fandoms did you discover over the past year?

What fan-works created by someone else inspired/excited you?

What did you read or see that made you go, “I wish I had written/painted/created that.”

Who did you discover?

Spread the fandom love – who makes you smile? [Yes, it is totally valid to write “everybody” in this space]

Tag yourselves in! Share the love! Party! Toast! Hugs! Rainbows! Unicorns! And a box of kittens!

[voltage-vixen]

Aaah I live for love confessions Kristen! Can I have a ❤️ for ikesen Masamune-san? I love that guy tons (and you too!) 😊💙

“Don’t pout. I only tease you, because I can’t resist the way my kitten’s cheeks flush at the slightest sensation of my touch. There there, you’re cute when your’re angry, but much prettier with a smile on. Come on and let me hold you, my dearest lass. I promise to always make sure that you are happily purring....as long as you don’t let anyone else hear those sweet sounds you make.”

[lorei-writes]

HC: Warlords & Summer

Premise: Warlords dealing with heat and other summery struggles. Sponsored by sudden increase in temperatures in Europe :) // Assuming they all get 30+C weather.

Content Warnings: mentions of sunburn

Oda Forces

Nobunaga

Can't deal with heat, pretends he is fine. He is not fine.

May sleep on the balcony.

He works primarly during evenings and at night, as it allows him to focus more easily.

Did not have a heatstroke only due to Hideyoshi's efforts.

Loves all the seasonal fruit.

Modern AU: dresses all in black & would be up to toy water guns fight just about anytime. Loves chocolate ice-cream.

Mitsuhide

Functions primarily at night... Or so it appears, because it's hard to spot him during the day.

Not exactly keen on the fact that he burns and he burns bad. Put him in the sun for a tiny bit too long and those cheeks will stay red for several days - an odd permanent blushy look does not exactly fit a torturer.

Otherwise, he does not feel too uncomfortable.

Modern AU: the one person who always have sunscreen on, even though you'd expect them to forget it.

Hideyoshi

He knows heat can be dangerous. He drinks enough water, dresses appropriately, keeps out of the sun if possible.

He most likely reminds everybody to drink water. To the point of it getting some don't drink just to spite him.

He can cope with it reasonably well, but he absolutely loathes any formal occasions during the summer.

Modern AU: the one person who uses too much sunscreen and is extremely scared of skin cancer. Always has a spare water bottle, in case somebody needed it.

Mitsunari

At first, he did not realise it was summer and instead wondered why his work efficiency dropped.

Takes regular meal brakes, as he is too afraid of spilling water over his reports - and he does need to drink water to be able to work well.

Secretly appreciates Hideyoshi's reminders a lot.

Modern AU: wears sunglasses over his reading glasses, enjoys any breath of cold air - has most likely taken a walk in cool rain just to feel cold for a change.

Ieyasu

He complains only a little bit more.

He groans each time somebody stays in the sun for too long (read: very often).

He stops eating spicy food? The outside world could very well be on fire.

Modern AU: keeps an outside system of dishes for animals to drink water from - he will also fill up any empty bowl left outside for that reason, no matter who set it.

Masamune

He is melting alive. By far, out of all the warlords, he's the worst at coping with heat. Anything above 25C is scalding.

He does not burn too easily. Oddly enough, despite keeping up a daring face, he is very reasonable in regards to taking care of himself.

His scar itches quite often. It just gets sweaty. He hates it.

Modern AU: loves sorbets, especially if they're more so on the sour side. Would probably enjoy holidays somewhere by the water, even (especially) if it was cold.

Uesugi-Takeda Forces + Independent

Kenshin

He doesn’t dislike summer by itself, but he hates getting sunburnt - and it does happen primarily in this hot, unforgiving weather.

He has to abandon his cape for several months each year. Hades and Persephone vibes much?

It is harder to find drinking partners. Soldiers get more tired and are at higher risk of injury too. Summer is taking everything he loves away from him.

Modern AU: the one person who simultaneously loves and hates spending time by lakes and other bodies of water. The cool it provides? Fine. Strangers staring at him whenever he wears swim trunks? Not fine.

Shingen

He doesn’t mind and opts to look for positives to the entire season. He can eat as much fruit as he wants to?

Sweat? Well, he would get sweaty while doing carpentry work just regardless, so why should he care?

He forgets not to stay in the sun for too long.

Overall, he is just happy he is alive and treasures every moment of it. He would definitely love to spend some time in nature, though.

Modern AU: he’d spend as much of the season as possible doing hiking. Another option would be going to the sea and taking strolls on the beach at night.

Yukimura

Likewise to Hideyoshi, he knows all the dangers of overheating and tries to stop people from getting themselves hurt.

However, he does not cope well with heat. He wishes to sleep through the entire days. He is done.

Attempts to fight heat with busying himself with work. It makes it even worse. He still does it to himself each year.

Modern AU: he invested in the AC unit and refuses to bring the temperature even a degree higher than 23C - and that much is already a stretch, he’s just being considerate of the environment.

Sasuke

Oh, his soul hurts. He knows all the modern wonders of AC, fans, readily available ice-cream, oh, he knows. He knows what he has lost.

The only season he regrets going back in time.

He dreams (and plans to) build a solar-energy powered fan. The project is abandoned at the end of each summer, only to be resumed at the beginning of it the following year.

Modern AU: he definitely owned one of those caps with solar-energy powered fan at one point. He probably wore it, because what is fashion?

Kennyo

Well, he lives in a hut in a forest (or he moves there just for the summer). It is considerably colder there.

He is a happy monk. The birds are chirping, the flowers are blooming, vegetables and fruit are fresh - what else could he hope for?

He goes to the spring to collect fresh, cool water. It is refreshing. It never feels just as good as during summer.

He loves the season and he has all the reasons for loving it, okay?

Modern AU: he hates summer in modern times. Why are cities so big? Why so much concrete? Somebody, take him back. Or move him to some remote village or such, he misses his home.

Tag list: @datenoriko, @nad-zeta, @tsubaki3192, @missjudge-me, @ikemencrossedmyth, @nuttytani, @thesirenwashere, @milas-imaginarium, @kisara-16, @yukas-clover, @alerialumina , @cheese-ception , @iamryxx, @cottonfluffballofdoom, @ozziegrl71, @rikumorimachisgirl, @bestbryn, @kink-rabbithole @cailann @mila-ikigai @nyktoon-in-otomeland @briars7 @mineko811 @fairstival If you want to be tagged under my future works, let me know (any way works)! ^^ Also, do remember to specify fandoms (and characters, if you are interested only in some) :D If it ever happens that you wish to be removed from my taglist, for any reason, do let me know. I will not ask why, it’s all fine ^^

[ikemenworldlife]

The Vampire’s Daughter Chapter 5

And here it goes the next chapter. I hope everybody enjoy this chapter.

Tagging: @luzda @mysticdreamerme @fetchisnotawordgretchen @tsubaki3192 @datenoriko @isaacslilapple @nuttytani @ikemencrossedmyth @cokiedokiewokye @ikemenisruiningme @iris-goddess @angelofdarkness1412 @animegeek-1235 @voltageinclve @niphredil-14 @nad-zeta @coreycore420 @kisara-16 @waffleareniceandfluffy @umbralaperture  @sunaswife @in-words-of-what-maybe @otome-writer51

That night, after the incident, Sophie was scouted to her room by the residents, who did their bests to make sure she was alright.

But she wasn’t.

That night was way too scary for the poor girl, to the point she begged them to sleep with her so that man wouldn’t take her away with him.

Leonardo felt deeply sorry for her, so he decided to pass the night with her.

It took a while for her to fell asleep, and he was sitting on the bed by her side, ready to lay down there once she was sleeping.

He stroked her hair, carefully but tender, as if one harsh touch could make all those small golden strings that formed her hair fall to the ground.

She liked his caresses, to the point that once she finally felt asleep a little and kind smile was shaped on her lips.

“I hope you can go through all of this, ragazza.” He whispered, still stroking her hair as he also lay downs on the bed and gently touching her shoulder.

In that morning, Sophie woke up with her face buried in Leonardo’s chest, which surprised her. His left hand was placed on her hair, as if he had stroked it the entire night, and his right one was on her shoulder.

She smiled for him protecting her that night.

And she kissed his right cheek for that.

“You’re very cute when you smile like that, you know?” Hearing his voice made her give one step back, but his following chuckle made everything better.

“Good morning, ragazza.” Leonardo said, placing his right hand on her right cheek. But then his eyes noticed something on her shoulder.

Something that he thought nobody had noticed before.

“Tesoro mio, are you enjoying living here with us?” He asks, with a tender tone that makes the girl smile, nodding to his question with her head.

“Would you go back home?” He asks in a sad tone as if he knee that question would break her heart.

She denied with her head. Her hands were now shaking as if that was an unconfortable question.

“That thing on your back has something to do with that,right?”

The tears would run through her cheeks without her consent. Sophie knew he didn’t mean to bring her so much painful memories.

“Yes…” She said, burying her face on his chest. Leonardo hugged her in response.

“Don’t cry princepessa.” His long fingers were sinking into her soft hair, making a confortable feeling run through her body.

“I don’t want to go back.” She begged him, still hugging him tightly.

After calming her down, Leonardo took her to the dining room where everybody was already placed on their seats.

“Good Morning sweetheart.” Arthur greeted her with a smile, messing the hair Leonardo gad just fixed after taking her out of the bed.

“Good morning everyone.” She said, bowing to all of them, whom smiled at her polite attitude.

“Sit over here.” Napoleon was by Vincent’s right side, the was a chair on his right side, and right after that one, there was Comte, as if all of them were awaiting for her.

“How are you today, Sofie?” Vincent asked as she got the sit between Comte and Napoleon,

“I am good .” She said, biting her lower lip.

All of them had the breakfast quite nicely and calm, until Theo got up from his chair, looking at Sophie.

“Why is that girl still here? That man appeared yesterday and, even though it was clear he wanted her, why did we took her this easily?”

“Theodorus…” Napoleon snarled entrenched.

“You won’t point your floret to me.” Theo said with a dark grin.

“She’s a human girl who probably stole something and ran away so she wouldn’t get punished by that.”

Sophie was shaking at his words, his ocean blue eyes looking at her.

“I am sorry for being a burden to you.” She said with her head low.

It was then a blade sound cut the dark atmosphere.

“You don’t have any right to speak Ill of this little girl.”

Jean said, giving Theo his death glare.

“Yes I do.”

The tip of his sword dangerously touched Theo’s neck.

“You can’t talk ill of someone with a pure heart filled by genuine love like that.”

Jean looked at Sophie, she could see the kindness reflected in his eyes.

“This little girl…Genuine love?”

Comte gave one step ahead, angry this time.

“You’re saying that because you’re too immature to realize what you’ve just said.”

“Hey…” Sophie said in a sad tone, making everyone glare at her.

She slowly got up from the chair, and started to strip the top of her dress, covering her front, turning her back to them so they could see what Leonardo saw that morning.

“What’s this Sophie?” Napoleon asked, in a mix of concern and anger.

“It was days before I’ve met all of you…”

She looked at them, one by one, whom were listening carefully to her words.

“Mom baked a small cake to celebrate my birthday and that man found out. He got mad at mom for that and then he threw boiling water on my back and on my arms.”

Thr room was in silence now.

Theodorus felt like an idiot for learning what happened in her past.

“Sophie…” Comte got closer, kneeling when he got in front of her.

“Yes Papa?” He widened his eyes, following by a huge smile after that.

“You’re a wonderful girl.” He said, hugging her tighter, gently kissing her cheeks.

She kissed his forehead.

Comte melted right after that

[nuttytani]

@nad-zeta said:

Hehe i hope u dont mind me spamming your inbox❤❤😱🙈🙈but could i also request 4, 8, 28 for Napoleon ikevamp ❤ie my ikevamp bae🥰🌈thanx so much love❤hope u have the best day🔥🦊

heya naddy baddy!! Thanks for sending in all these lovely asks~ I had fun writing for them! Lolol all the spams are welcome at my inbox xDDD

Fandom: ikemen Vampire

Warning: none (do let me know if anything I post is even a TINY bit triggering, no matter how minute you think it is. So that I will tag the post appropriately!)

Pairing: Napoleon x reader(gen neut.)

4. Having their hair washed by the other 8. Taking a bath together 28. “You’re so cute when you’re sick and needy.” – Napoleon

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“Is this alright?”

“Mmmh~ more than alright.” 

A relaxed sigh escaped from your lips as the warmth from the hot bath enveloped you.Stress and tension in your aching body slowly dissipated like magic.The sudden change in temperature sent a delightful shiver down your spine.

“I’m glad you like it, I wasn’t sure if the temperature was to your liking.” Napoleon beamed at you, taking a seat near the tub on a stool

“You seriously went all out...I really appreciate it Napoleon.” You looked back at him, with tender eyes. No words could express how dearly you loved him, and especially right now when your body simply hated you to even move an inch. It was the flu season and alas, you somehow managed to get it as well. As soon as your boyfriend heard about your terrible state, he immediately rushed over to nurse you. From cooking, cleaning to looking after you- he did it all. 

“Shhhh-- I know, I know~ just forget everything for now..Take a deep breath and relax! Let me take care of you.” He cooed you while simultaneously squeezing out a generous amount of shampoo, and plopping it on your head.

Napoleon’s hands started working their way around your scalp, massaging the foam back-and-forth which then in turn fizzed. The sensation was too ticklish to hold back your airy squeals.

“Hey! That tickles!!” You instinctively tried removing the foam around the ears

“It’s almost over-- Nunuche! If you turn your head like that….How am I supposed to wash your hair?” He huffed and ran the shower head, letting the water cascade down and thoroughly cleaning away all the lather.

“Hmm~ Napo?” You hummed, leaning back with a heave

“Yes? what is it”

“Why don’t you just take a shower with me?” Your voice reverberated against the white walls of the bathroom as you waited for his reply.

“Did you forget that you’re sick? … I wouldn't mind but-” 

“I already feel bad making you do all this, and I know you haven’t taken a shower yet either!” Ruefully, you looked at him whilst searching for any signs of discomfort on his face. You’d drop the idea instantly if he didn't want to.

Napoleon bit his lower lip, falling into a dilemma. Finally, he huffed another sigh and gave in to your request, albeit with fondness.

“Fine! Only because my sick nunuche is really cute asking so sweetly~” His words made you quirk your brows.

“Cute when sick huh- lets see who’s cute now-” just then, a handful of water splashed at Napoleon’s face as he looked at you in disbelief..

“I see where this is going...You’re going to regret this later ___.” 

Unfortunately for poor Napo, it was him who regretted, after all the mess both of you created which ensued from the water fight.

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tags: @ieyasuwu @nad-zeta @jiyuu-chan @datenoriko @i-sleep-like-napoleon @thesirenwashere

do let me know if anyone wants to get (un)tagged on my posts! Thank you for reading! *sending all the love and hearts*

[rikumorimachisgirl]

Getting to know Me ❣

Rules: Tag twenty people you want to get to know better, and ask them to answer the questions below. 

Thank you, @claire-mccarthy for tagging me. 💕 

Nickname: I have a lot, but just call me Iris. 

Gender: Female

Star Sign: hmmm… my Zodiac sign is Gemini, my moon is in Leo, Ascendant is Cancer… I can go on and on about this. 💕

Height: 157.48 cm 

Hogwarts House: Slytherin (I'm a hybrid, Slytherclaw, actually) 💚💙💚💙

Favorite animal: Tough one. Hmmm… I like Eagles because they're so majestic. And of course, I love dogs! I support various Animal welfare orgs and sometimes volunteer, too. 

Blankets: 1 in the bedroom and another in the couch when I work.

Where an I from: The Lion City 

When I started this account: Hehe… shoot, I can't really remember exactly but I think it was around March of 2019.

Why I started this account: I started playing Otome in late 2018 and got hooked so I looked for people with the same interests on a platform that was not Reddit. I've interacted with a lot of wonderful people since. 💕

I'd like to tag @silverofdreams @silverheart1123 @datenoriko @acrispyapple @redheadkittys @lxvescramble @pianoperson @theundyingskeleton and anyone who wants to work on this. 💕

[silvanable]

Match-Up : Ikemen Sengoku

@datenoriko

Oh gosh I saw you are open for requests! Can I have a match up for ikesen please? 🥺

Zodiac sign: Aquarius, INFP-T, Ravenclaw/Horned Serpent house, Lawful Neutral // quiet in many occasions & is more expressive non-verbally (I am a bit louder online than in person), I adore animals (we have 5 dogs in the house, 3 adopted~), loves adventures (hiking & roadtrips) and the sky (esp. night skies), has ladylike movements (that pinky finger thing?), hobbies are mainly dancing, singing, reading and drawing, the listener type of friend, mediator in fights, always trying to see good in everyone, ideal vacation would be going someplace new for a few days, a curious one and lastly (finally) is someone who likes affectionate gestures ☺️

Stay safe! 💕

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i hope you are staying safe too!

i also want to apologize for taking so long, i have not been in a good spot lately so i have been struggling with motivation.

i hope you enjoy!

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↪  GUIDELINES

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ー YOSHIMOTO IMAGAWA : EPHEMERAL DREAMER

your personality seems very fitting with the way i have viewed yoshimoto.

hear me outー

you have an aura that gives off a very quiet and calming feelings, something  that brings peace which i feel would draw yoshimoto in.

despite your nonverbal tendencies and expressions, he would be the one to pick up on those finer details.

this man is a fan of the arts, he thoroughly enjoys nature and all the beauties of the world.

you would be one such thing.

you have these little ways of expressing yourself, whether it be through dancing, singing, or drawing, but one way or another you live through art.

mix in the very ladylike and poised gestures you have, he would only find more reasons to find you a masterpiece.

i would also like to say you have very similar minds, being both very calm, open minded, and goodhearted.

your ideals and mediating nature would lead to to, well... be the mediator in a lot of chaos.

as shy as you might seem, yoshimoto would find that an incredibly brave thing to do especially if it’s anything involving kenshin.

even better, the fact that you have such a large heart to be able to see the good in people, this trait alone with have him curious as to what made you this beautiful, forgiving, and kind person.

because you have a quieter tendency, yoshimoto would be the one who communicates the most, verbally speaking, between you.

he would have dedicated himself to learning and understanding all of your little expressions and gestures that you do simply to help others understand that and he finds your way of expression adorable.

the moment he finds out about your love of animals, yoshimoto would want to introduce you to his darling peacock it’s canon but i don’t know the pretty’s name sorry just to see your face light up.

dates are always different and often somewhere away from town.

yoshimoto attracts a lot of stares, whether he notices or not, and does not want to make up uncomfortable in any way.

not that it would much, as you would probably be just as excited to explore the markets in echigo because everything in strange and exotic to you.

your love of hiking and road trips would make things a little easier and most certainly different, as most of your outings eventually consist of going on walks in the woods or through the gardens.

stargazing dates.

it is absolutely a thing, yoshimoto, again loves beauty, and stars are no exception.

the fact you’re from the future where a lot of starlight gets drowned out by city lights only makes the night sky to you waaaay more enthralling.

you can see so much more and stars that you swore you never thought existed.

while you’re busy marveling at the stars, yoshimoto is absolutely marveling at you and that beauty of pure excitement and enjoyment.

yoshimoto is the kind of man to grab your hand and kiss your fingers.

he is shingen’s cousin after all, so he knows how to display affection in gestures and words.

though only with you does he ever really feel a warmth and joy seeing your smile or a cute blush.

you are an affectionately physical person, as again you prefer to be nonverbal in your communications, and he adores that.

you are this precious bundle of beauty and mystery, he could never deny you, especially not when you silently demand affections like hugs.

he absolutely loves to hold you in his arms, to run his fingers in your hair 

yoshimoto just needs to savor you being close and how fortunate he is to have someone like you.

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[gicette]

10 Days Otome Challenge  Day 1: Most and Least Favorite Otome Game 

I asked to be tagged by @datenoriko  ∑d(°∀°d)

Most favorite: OZMAFIA!!

I considered putting 7KPP (7 Kingdoms: The Princess Problem) here, but thought that since it’s an unfinished game, I’ll give the spot to OZMAFIA!! Amazing art, story, music, and characters! I’ve been a big fan of The Wizard of Oz series since I was a kid, so finding an otome game incorporating that concept was almost too good to be true. While I did not love all the routes (really, I’d just like to befriend the other characters, haha), they were all enjoyable. I’d find myself randomly giggling while reading the conversations. It’s a really well-written game! Also, I love the love triangle feature that they included in the game. It was really inventive of them! I could not imagine the amount of headache they had to endure just to make it work, haha! A Hansel and Gretel route would have been nice though...and a full route for H*melin!  ٩(ఠ益ఠ)۶

Least favorite: Diabolik Lovers 

Disclaimer: I don’t hate this game! Haha. I played this game on Japanese (I had to rely on online translations), and actually finished a few routes! I dropped this game because I was not really 100% comfortable with it. I guess it’s popular because of its sadist-masochist elements, but it’s just not for me! The art is incredible though! (Same artist as OZMAFIA)  (´ ω `♡)

If you want to be tagged, reply to this post! 

[aliaisreal]

People I’d Like to Know Better

tagged by the lovely @datenoriko​ (happy birthday, by the way) and well, it’s been a while since I last did one of these. Thank you for the tag, dearie!

Birthday: June 8

Zodiac: Gemini

Last song I listened to: Some Kind of Disaster by All Time Low

Hobbies: I write fanfics in whichever fandom I get myself lost into, I draw trees whenever I’m bored (especially during classes), lately I’ve been into watercolor painting, I do sing from time to time (or whatever my mood dictates me to), I stress cook or bake (cause it’s either one or the other and with my laziness, I don’t do both) 

Last movie I watched: 6 underground

Dream job: When I was a child, I’d like to be a flight attendant then from there, it shifted to dentist, doctor, singer, teacher... etc. My friend jokes that my dream job would be a professional idler...like, I’d just sit there and do nothing while people pay me. (I do want that job though!) but right now, whenever my depression doesn’t hit me like a ton of bricks, I do want to be a writer or a painter but I’m still beginning to paint so let’s stick with writer. Alas, let’s be practical so I had to drop that dream. 

Meaning behind URL: My tumblr was made around sophomore year and at that time, I am already manifesting early signs of depression though I don’t know it at the time. I felt lonely and this site is going to be an outlet for me. My only companions were the characters I write back then so I needed a reminder that somewhere deep within me, I am still real- that myself is real and not some fictionalized person I created. So yeah. 

Tags: @woildismyerster​, @delicrieux, @loverosier, @acrispyapple​, @aceslytherin, @savory-n-sweet, @eyesxsewnxopenx  (I realize I don’t have too much of friends here in tumblr so I hope you don’t mind the tags.)

[lorei-writes]

HC: Sensory Sensitivity - Food

Masamune x MC Fluff Prompt: MC with sensory sensitivity to certain foods

Content Warnings: food

Masamune’s cooking is his pride. He doesn’t need to be told he is good at it - he knows it. As such, her disgusted face nearly breaks his heart, the vegetables he prepared being left at the side of her plate, scrupulously removed from the larger dish itself.

He is proud in his cooking, and as much as the ability is his strong side, it is his weakness as well. Masamune does not ask why, he just silently accepts it. Would it be uncool of him to show that it bothered him? Perhaps. He does not want to risk it.

In the weeks following his discovery, he tries everything - he alters his recipe, tries different platings, reduces the amount of said vegetable, all to no avail. Perhaps something is wrong with his taste? No, that could not be! Or... Maybe she doesn’t like his cooking in general? Or is it just that one thing? He is at loss.

She is still blissfully unaware of the entire discourse happening in his head, of tens of failed attempts - that is, until one breaks him.

A pained groan leaving his lips, Masamune rests his head on top of the table. It nearly throbs, each and every last idea he had having been used already.

“Masamune? What happened? Do you feel bad?” she asks with concern, leaning over the table to get a closer look at him. “What am I doing wrong, lass?” “Huh?” she lets out, completely taken aback.

The talk afterwards is not something she expects - for one thing, she did not know he was even bothered by it in the first place. For the other... She never realised how much it meant to him.

She assures him she loves his cooking and that, if anything, she wishes she could help with the process. She also explains the reason behind her picky eating habits and that well, it is not his fault in the slightest, only an issue she has been dealing with her entire life.

Masamune nods carefully, seemingly going over her words in his head, waves of relief gradually washing over him until he’s calm again. However, as it cast away from him, this certain sort of turbulence finds another nest, opting to rest within her heart instead - and it pangs. She never thought she could love him any stronger.

She has to stop herself from calling him cute.

In the end, they opt to experiment. Since it is an issue with texture, Masamune tries to prepare the ingredients in a way that would not be too aggravating for her. Overall, they attempt to figure out which things in particular cause the sensitivity to be triggered. Some of their tries are victories, some - failures. However, Masamune doesn’t seem to care much anymore.

He accepts her the way she is - and as he grows to find out each day, she does so too in return. If there is one thing he regrets, it is that he has not spoken with her of the issue the moment it occurred to him.

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HC: OTP Prompts - Kenshin

Kenshin x Reader Fluff

Prompt: who says “I love you” more? Request: @spoopy-fish-writes

Thanks for the good luck wishes on the remaining exams, haha, I may need it. But, not today, today we celebrate, and we celebrate with Kenshin!

Content Warnings: none

It is a toughest battle he could ever face, that is for sure, the tides of it turning every hour, every day. Nevertheless, he will emerge victor, for failing was never a possibility to begin with. He needs you to know he loves you, and that he loves you plenty, far too greatly for it to ever be put in words. Perhaps, if he followed Shingen’s advice, he would claim that, even if all sentences he could ever voice were turned into confessions, they would not be enough to convey the depth of his feeling.

Kenshin says it in various ways - openly, as a greeting when he sees you wake up; tenderly, whenever your brows knit together as you struggle against your task; shyly, a barely audible whisper leaving his lips as he passes you in the hallway; gently, the hum being a unique sort of lullaby.

Perhaps it is some sort of charm, and yet... You could almost swear your lover acquired an ability to speak without a single sound, his actions, seemingly irrelevant and negligible, taking the form of words.

“I love you,” says the hairpin he picked out specifically for you. “I love you.” It spills alongside the quiet hum of the drink he pours into your cup. “I love you.” As his hand brushes against yours, seemingly so by accident, your fingers entwining for a moment before he lets go.

You do not want to stay indebted, however, and reply in similar forms - a smile, a nod, encouragement, brushing hair out of his face when he is too focused to notice it has escaped from its rightful place; a pat on his shoulder, a tender hug on a worse day, waking him up from a nap so that he will not be late for the council, all whispering, uttering an endless stream of “I love you”s at him.

Who wins? Who loses? It is hard to tell. It depends on the day. One hour it is you, another - it is Kenshin, his gaze never ceasing to soften upon noticing your form. Perhaps there could never be any losers in this game - perhaps the victory never mattered. Perhaps it was never a war, but much rather a feast... And perhaps, his appetite for releasing and receiving the “I love you”s is insatiable.

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HC: Boyfriend

Premise: Suitors as Modern AU boyfriends. Request: @joyfulenthusiastwitch Character(s): Mitsuhide

Mitsuhide x Reader

Ekhem, if I may add: imagine Mitsuhide wearing a white turtleneck, black pants, black leather jodhpur boots and a trench coat.

Content Warnings: food mention

Mitsuhide

A life of a private investigator is a busy one, so it comes as little surprise that Mitsuhide never had too much time for dating. He didn’t care much, however, or so it appeared.

The two of you met by accident - or well, as much of an accident as it could be, given that it was carefully orchestrated by a mutual friend of yours. Oddly enough, it went better than expected, and with some more nifty interventions of a third party (or well, numerous friends, who for some reason felt the need to be involved), you both began to meet regularly.

It is entirely besides the point that your meetings consisted primarily of avoiding said wonderful friends, and attempting to outsmart them. Not long have passed and you were dating, much to their surprise - they were certain they have failed.

As stated previously, Mitsuhide is a busy man and little has changed in that regard after you’ve become a couple. It may be bitter at times, yet he always clears as much time in his schedule as possible. He truly wants it to work out.

That being said, he has little to no sense of how badly overworked he is - if you do not keep a close eye on him, he may try to deal with some of your chores, as to apologize for his absence. He may be feeling guilty about it at times, especially when he only comes back to cuddle and sleep, the exhaustion running in too deep.

If your work allows and his current job requires for him to travel further away, he may approach you and ask whether you’d be interested in joining him for the trip - it usually happens then that he attempts to solve it as fast as possible, usually leaving you with several days off all to yourself.

Since his sense of taste is dull at best, and - realistically speaking - basically non-existent, Mitsuhide will gladly eat any kitchen failures. As long as it is edible, he does not care - he may even joke that it is delicious. As such, testing unfamiliar dishes is never much of a risk with him.

Friday Movie Nights. You spend each Friday evening together, whether in person or via videochat, watching thrillers, horrors or mystery movies. If he wants to tease you a little bit, Mitsuhide will race with the protagonist to see who can locate the culprit first (you might have muted him a couple times for that reason). The strangest places he has assisted you from would include his car, parked in a deserted parking lot, an old medieval-themed motel with hunting trophies hanging above the bed, and literal prison.

Rain drums against the windscreen, his back twisted to the side as he struggles to adjust the backrest - and you watch, his phone shaking as he moves, determined to make himself a semi-comfortable place to lay down. “Murder or disappearing?” you ask, reaching into the bag of crisps. “Disappearing. Murder appears too likely of a scenario in my current place of residence.” “Really?” you snort. “Well then, worry not, I will have all the evidence recorded.” Mitsuhide struggled against the seat for a moment longer... Although somehow, you do not mind, watching him causing you to feel almost at home. Your view changes, his phone being lifted as he lays on his side. The picture focuses on his face, at least for a second, before he shifts again to reach for the blanket he wraps himself in. Soon, the movie begins.

He works towards switching towards working without having to travel so much, but it is a process that requires plenty of time.

He has a habit of sending letters to you - about love, about the city he is visiting at the moment, the journey itself. They generally arrive after he’s come back, but it’s a nice gesture. Sometimes he packs souvenirs or postcards into the envelope as well. You might have got him an instant camera - ever since then, you sometimes get a selfie or a picture of something amusing as well. Sometimes both.

That all being said, he doesn’t always tell you when he comes back - sometimes he leaves some clues behind, sometimes it is a complete surprise.

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Hairpin

Kenshin x MC Fluff

Request: @cailann Prompt: playful kisses & hugging from behind

Has anybody ordered some sugar?

Content Warnings: none

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“Oh, don’t be shy.”

Her laughter embraced him, raising with a flutter of a thousand wings and filling all corners of their bedroom, freed of any restraint or inhibitions. Had the circumstances been different, Kenshin would surely gladly welcome it – yet then… Then he turned around, hiding his face in the collar of his cape, dreadful sense of warmth washing over his cheeks reminding him of his sorry state. Her arms snuck around him from behind. “You’re being too cute, I swear,” she teased again, smiling against the nape of his neck. “You’re being cruel.” “I know, but I can’t help it.”

Her lover straightening his back, she stepped aside, covering her lips with her hand as to prevent him from seeing her smile. Kenshin pouted, much to her delight. “If you didn’t like it, you could have said so without laughing,” he grumbled, his gaze travelling to the pin in her hair. She shook her head. “That’s not it!” she protested, reaching as to cup his face. She sighed, their eyes locking, her thumb stroking his cheek tenderly. She looked past him, almost bashfully so, the corners of her lips curling just a little bit, the very tips of her ears growing pink – although perhaps it was just the a trick of the light, reddish-purple clouds crowding the horizon as the sun said its goodbyes. “I love it,” she finally let out, her voice but a whisper. “It’s only that you had the most surprised expression on your face, and I couldn’t help laughing.” His fingers hooking below her chin, Kenshin guided her back to look at him, her eyes having grown mildly dark – although in the warm sense, joyful sparks emerging over the black pupils. “It’s because I wasn’t expecting for it to suit you so well… It stunned me,” he hummed, brushing her bangs to the side, his lips pressing against her forehead. “Stop, that’s too much – ” He kissed the corner of her eye, her voice dying down for a moment. “Kenshin –” she protested again – a peck to her nose. “I –” Her brow. “My heart may bur –” Her lips, all words left unspoken turning into an approving gasp.

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HC: Physically Strong MC

Hey I love your writing. I've been strength training recently and thought of something that made me giggle. If you haven't done something similar already, could you do a headcanon for shingen, and masamune with MC who could physically lift them. Thanks.

Hello, anon! Here I come!

Premise: Buff!MC Request: Anonymous Characters: Masamune, Shingen

Light Crack (?)

Content Warnings: none

Masamune

Never in his dreams did he expect to actually... Don’t mind it? Perhaps he even found it oddly... Nice? Attractive? He did lack a word, that was certain.

At first he only joked about it. He never expect for her to actually lift him.

They did arm-wrestle sometimes and she did joke about being stronger than him at times, sometimes even going as far as to prompt him to “challenge” her to a “duel” in lifting things.

True, he couldn’t deny her strength an he never did. He still was at an advantage in regards to that, but it couldn’t be denied he was born in the past and spent a huge part of his life training.

She kinda surprised him with it - just as if it was nothing, she offered a bet and he accepted, and the next thing he knew, he was carried bridal-style. 

He was a bit glad there was nobody around, and perhaps (as nobody will ever know the truth) he blushed a little tiny bit... And then exploded in laughter, having realised what had just occurred. 

He wouldn’t be too opposed to repeating the endeavour, although if she ever made an error in her stance at the beginning and strained her back, he’d scold her.

I also think that if it was to happen again, they’d work out some rules as for when it was appropriate and such. Only consensual sweeping other people off of their feet! 

Shingen

He did know she was strong. After all, a build of a person starts to show after a certain amount of training. He did not know she was so strong.

To say it was unexpected would be an understatement. 

To say he was confused would be an understatement.

To say he didn’t expect her threats of “dragging him off to bed unless he rests enough by himself” to be more than empty words is an understatement. 

To say he managed to wrap his mind around it after he hit the futon would be an overstatement. 

It’s not that he was opposed to it, it’s just that... He wasn’t exactly thin or light? And even when he was gravely ill, his height alone could prove problematic (or so he thought, and later learnt to be mistaken about)? He just didn’t expect it and, given how unusual it was overall, it stunned him. 

However, he was aware that it could potentially hurt her back, and although he was certain she could do it well, he did not want to tire her out... At least not too often, as he did slip at times. 

Overall, he found himself feeling relieved. True, strength was not everything, not in battle and such... But knowing she could manage just fine on her own, if anything was to happen? That she wouldn’t be a complete damsel in distress and wouldn’t have to rely on him for everything, even in daily situations? It was comforting.

He started to joke she indeed was a “Goddess to be reckoned with”.

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White Mice

Mitsuhide x MC Fluff

Written for: Dice be Nice Event Request: Anonymous Roll: Mitsuhide + Gods AU + Reoccurring Nightmares

Aaah, I could afford to rest a little today, so I wrote this as a bedtime story for myself. Goodnight!  But, before I go... I can’t believe, 18/19 event stories were posted already :o When did this happen :o 

Content Warnings: none

Where was he? Why was he? Was there anybody else? He didn’t know, for he couldn’t have. His wanderings stretched, seemingly never ending, leading him nowhere past the desert of the inner space, time betraying him at each step. For years, Mitsuhide was in a state doubtful of even deserving the name of being. He was nothing. He was everything. He was everywhere, yet also couldn’t find himself. Eventually, his senses grew sharper, his eyes could see further, deeper – and, perhaps, it was then that he was in fact made himself, white little mouses beginning to appear everywhere.

To each their own, for all possess their domain – if they were brought to be long enough ago, that is. Some ancient, some recent, all gods could be divided, be it by their speciality or the realm of interest, the older beings having taken custody of all things most human. Love was the first to be assigned, only anger daring to attempt to dethrone it – and then there was hope, lust, curiosity, there was greed and generosity, feelings big and small alike. Noble, tainted, whichever it was, the gods were born to keep them under their patronage… Or perhaps they bore themselves out of the emotion, created and propelled by human belief alone. As for which truly was it, Mitsuhide never got to find out just regardless, the day he came into existence being rather uneventful to say the least. Bearing no recollection of who he was – whether he even was – before, he just strolled aimlessly, no guide nor tutor appearing in his path to lead him anywhere. Where was he? Why was he? Was there anybody else? He didn’t know, for he couldn’t have. His wanderings stretched, seemingly never ending, leading him nowhere past the desert of the inner space, time betraying him at each step. For years, Mitsuhide was in a state doubtful of even deserving the name of being. He was nothing. He was everything. He was everywhere, yet also couldn’t find himself. Eventually, his senses grew sharper, his eyes could see further, deeper – and, perhaps, it was then that he was in fact made himself, white little mouses beginning to appear everywhere.

At first, Mitsuhide was confused – what were the animals? Where were they going to, what were their paths? Curious and baffled, he traced their every step, a barely visible feeling of phantom paws leading him in places he never dared to reach by himself. He squinted, the space vibrating – he wanted to know more, to understand… Fearing his mind may be too little to properly comprehend them, he moved his hand. The first one, the second one, both of his feet, he even shook his head, bringing physicality into his realm. Mitsuhide turned himself tangible, eventually even donning a face, all for the sake of getting to the bottom of the mystery that filled the emptiness he felt for years.

The mice grew their trails, settling in places past his domain – and perhaps it could be said they prompted him to hatch, for that was what he did, breaking free of the prison that held him captive and entering into the wide world, one he still had to learn of. Much to his surprise, however, the little white creatures appeared not to obey by the standards binding their earthly cousins, instead speeding over the night sky and sneaking into human houses, one by one. Baffled, Mitsuhide caught a pair by their tails once, as to examine what could possibly his friend be feeding on – and thus, the god-protector, the god of nightmares, was announced.

Millennia passed, his grasp on the reality growing firmer, earning him the title of mind-reader among his kind. Feared and loved, Mitsuhide taught himself to weave dreams into threads, each night directing an army of rodents to aid those in need of urgent rest – and each day he made sure to line horrors with silver, to turn storms into the calm. He was the patron saint of the troubled, and yet… And yet, some things, even he could not reclaim.

Mitsuhide knew this woman for quite some time, his mice visiting her bedroom every day, seemingly to no avail. At first sure of his ability, he doubled the amount of his servants attending to her, fully convinced it would lead her dreams towards more pleasant ends… Albeit it never happened, not then, not in the following months, not when the rodents tripled and quadrupled, not even when he focused on her alone. Appearing to be the only such case in the entire world, Mitsuhide stepped off of his throne hidden in clouds. Donned in the white robes, he rode between the stars, the black velvet of the sky sighing quietly under the paws of his mice, the creatures then pulling his caravan. Wind swept his hair back, although gently, seemingly shied by the sun residing in his eyes – and there he was already, sitting at the very edge of her bed, a needle and a thread in his hands, slender fingers unravelling a string of silver from the spool sitting in his lap.

“Who are you?” Mitsuhide did not understand, his arms freezing. He gazed down at her face, the woman still being asleep. He touched her dreams again. “Who are you? Yes, yes, you, with the threa –” her voice was cut short by something, her mind rewiring itself.

He was the patron of the troubled – and she must have been one in need of his guidance, his mice being unable to put her nightmares to rest. As such, be it out of the sense of obligation or curiosity, his duty expanded once more, this time encompassing tending to her specifically. Her voice never quieting, they eventually began to converse, eating away at the tedious hours Mitsuhide spent on mending the holes littering the sleep she had. Hours grew to days, days turned into weeks – months, years… The nightmares ceased, yet he could not convince himself to stop his care.

That day it was her who waited for him, white underslip over her form. Her elbows propped against the railing of the balcony, she leaned onto her arms, inviting him to come closer with the nod of her head. “Have you ever stopped and just watched?” she hummed quietly, his shoulder brushing against hers. “There is little curiosity to darkness.” “Nonsense,” she laughed, her hand pointing somewhere into the night. Mitsuhide squinted his eyes. “The light is always present. Always.” Mitsuhide raised his eyebrows, a single sparkly spot emerging between the bushes, followed by another one and plenty more. Seemingly taken aback, he forgot of everything for a second, his world seemingly beginning at the feeling of her warmth to his left and ending at the plethora of miniscule bugs. A giggle left his lungs. “I think I have already found my light,” he noted, straightening his back. Slim fingers hooking below her chin, Mitsuhide guided her to look at him, golden eyes staring into hers with the intensity of the sun… And so, she hid her gaze, her lids closing as she stood on the very tips of her toes, her lips brushing against his in a faint kiss. “You silly, silly thing,” she sighed and returned to her place, shaking her head in mild disbelief.

Silence fell thick between them, her shoulders tensing up. Seemingly pressed to speak of the unspoken, of things eating at the border of her consciousness, she clenched her jaw, her tongue tying into a knot and refusing to let a single word out. Surprised, she looked up, Mitsuhide reaching to hold her hand. “I cannot understand, for I was not born like you…” he started hesitantly. “And yet… If I were to ask the god of death of it… Would you, one day, consider –” “Yes. The answer is ‘yes’,” she promised, her fingers curling around his.

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HC: Boyfriend

Premise: Suitors as Modern AU boyfriends. Request: @joyfulenthusiastwitch Character(s): Shingen

Shingen x Reader

Okay, okay, okay, I hope I did not make too many typos.

Content Warnings: minor injury, (past) serious illness, surgery mention

Shingen

You never quite expected for the two of you to get together, the story sounding more so like a romance movie rather than real life. You - a part-time waitperson working at this odd restaurants of sorts, and he - the pianist, the star of most evenings. Your work? Not to stand out. His? To entertain, and to do it well. No, no, for you two to get closer would be ludicrous... Or so you thought, single accident being enough to prove you wrong.

One step was all it would take, your foot twisting to set at an odd ankle, your body falling forward and crushing onto it. As fortunate as it could be, it was the end of the day, the place closing up just either way... Just to get home, it was your only objective, although driving your car in such a state - well, sprained ankle could prove a rather troublesome thing.

As to how it all happened... It was a true swarm of coincidences. First, most of your co-workers have left the place by then, only you and select few other staff members staying late. Second, two out of three people who you knew drove to work could not offer you a lift - one lived at the complete opposite side of the city and had to be home as soon as possible, the other’s car broke and they had to leave it at the mechanic... And the third was Shingen himself. 

Quite honestly, you were not expecting him to offer you a ride - he looked tired, and well, it was not like you have ever spoke before. Nevertheless, it did happen, and perhaps due to your confused state, you obliged happily, soon seated at the passenger seat of his car. It was older than you imagined it to be, cosier too, perhaps a little small as well, quite contrasting with the man turning the wheel. The suit he wore did not exactly match the thing, you thought. You could not focus on that for long, however - you started talking then, and later, well, one thing led to another and somehow, before you even realised, you were a couple.

He was your constant surprise, each thing you thought you knew about him proving to be rather inaccurate at best. Smooth-talk-wielding womanizer, a player? Well, no, not really, more of a bear-hug-wielding sweetheart, you’d say. And as much as suits did, well, suit him, he looked no worse in his casual clothes, just normal jeans and a T-shirt, sometimes a hoodie. Real men don’t appreciate sweets? Ah, spit it out now, for Shingen was not afraid to taste even the pinkiest cake, as long as it was sufficiently delicious.

You found it honestly quite amusing.

As it turned out, the restaurant was one of his main sources of income, although he did play at several more places - to return money to his friends, he claimed, but never went into much detail.

Overall, it took him rather long to open up and it was only after several months that he finally explained how he got into such a debt. As he stated, there was a time he got gravely ill and needed to depend on the help and financial aid of his friends for a rather long time, his condition rendering him unable to work. It was the first time you saw his post-surgery scars as well. He felt rather insecure about them.

Dating Shingen was generally speaking, less surprising than the man itself. Over the span of a year, you coined some rituals, so to say, having you favourite cafe you’d visit regularly, favourite dishes you’d prepare together, even the bench in the park you’d always sit on during your strolls. It is not that you’ve never tasted anything new, only that... There was some sense of familiarity, of structure, to everything?

Eventually you’ve started spending nights at each other’s places more and more frequently, which led to you deciding to rent a flat together. Of course, you had to make room for the piano.

The instrument was a lovely decoration in and of itself, but what you really could not get enough of was the look on his face while he played, his fingers dexterously moving over the keys. And you knew he played all for you.

Some morning you’d be awaken by a gentle melody, at hard nights his music would lull you to sleep, Shingen embracing you tightly soon after you’d drift off.

Everybody joked you looked like a married couple with at least a decade long practise period.

You continued to work at the same restaurant - and it would sometimes happen that he’d see you passing by, wink at you and dedicate the next melody to a certain “Goddess who brightened his life”.

You tried to convince him that vegetable cakes are still cakes. He did not believe you. What is worse, your appetite for sugar is just as mighty as him, so you looking out for your diets? It’s an act of sacrifice.

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