#ikemen sengoku hcs

[thezestyone]

The IkeSen Guys’ Reaction To MC Saying “I see you”:

“Yes, that’s what eyes do”: Sasuke, Mitsuhide, Kenshin, Ieyasu, Kanetsugu

“I see you too” *winks flirtatiously*: Shingen, Masamune, Nobunaga, Keiji, Yoshimoto, Motonari

“I also see you” *completely friendly*: Mitsunari, Kennyo, Ranmaru, Yukimura, Hideyoshi, Kicho

[klutzyroses]

Hiii! This is my first time making a request. I was wondering if you could write a fix where the MC (in Ilene Sengoku) stands up for herself instead of having the ML’s do it + Their reactions. I hope I’m not asking for too much. The situation in which she stands up for herself doesn’t have to be extremely specific (In other words you can make it up). Thank you!

I hope I've met your expectations anon~

IkeSen HC: Stand Up MC

How do they react to MC standing up for herself?

Suitors: Nobunaga, Ieyasu, Kenshin, Shingen

Nobunaga

You know he is impressed right from the beginning.

A woman as strong willed as she is noble, hm? She is quite the intrigue to him.

The amount of self respect she has heavily outweighs her fear of people above her and not allowing others to treat her however they wish is a trait most people lack around here, yet it is a characteristic he most closely identifies with her very quickly.

She proves herself very capable of knocking people down a couple of levels, even those most would be afraid to speak back to. She however shows little to no fear.

The fire within her is a sight to behold, her pretty face set hard and firm, just like her clenched fists, almost poised to fight if she absolutely needs to.

Of course, if push comes to shove, he will not allow even one scratch on her being, but it's still commendable that she is undoubtedly prepared to stand her ground, even if the odds aren't in her favour.

This fireball of a woman is definitely a keeper.

Ieyasu

Well...

Knowing how prickly he himself can be, one must have quite the backbone to stand up to him.

He doesn't know what to expect from the young woman when he subjects her to his sharp tongue, but it certainly wasn't that she would put him in his place as hard as she does.

He would never show it, but the way she claps back at him, demanding his respect, and chastising him so harshly for looking down on her that he is rendered silent for a second or two as she storms off without waiting for a response from him.

Her beautifully aggressive voice has a hint of an irritated growl in it as she chided him. It'd be rather sweet to listen to if it wasn't directed at him with scathing words.

He would sooner die than say so, but he does have some form of respect for her...just a little.

Maybe she isn't so weak after all..

Kenshin

This woman...

The warmonger has always been vocal about his...opinion on women. It does however, shift upon meeting this particular maiden.

The unabashed defiance in her eyes as she stands up to him, even fully knowing who he is and what he is capable of doing to her, is something that takes him aback, though he doesn't show it openly.

He is unsure whether she is truly that brave, or that foolish. Either way, she...interests him. She is unlike most, who would cower before him, or run for dear life. She instead looks him dead in the eye with a serious expression, her lips set in a hard line, not a trace of fear in her features.

He almost finds himself wanting to find what her limits would be if he raised the stakes of his threats...yet he doesn't for reasons unknown to even himself.

He will think about it even after the incident has passed, the fiery and stoic woman who met his gaze without so much as a flinch or a tremor staying within his mind. Who was she, that she could stare the Uesugi lord and stand tall rather than cower?

These are the questions that plague him as he contemplates seeing her again.

Shingen

Ah what a fascinating beauty!

He doesn't see women like her come around very often. This is, after all, a time where more demure, quiet women are commonplace.

But that is precisely why she is all the more lovely. Especially when upset or offended when one dares to disrespect her in any way. The way her gorgeous eyes light up with anger and indignation towards the subject of her ire is captivating on it's own.

While he rather see her happy and smiling, her angry and proudly defending herself is a special kind of beautiful he didn't realize he needed to see.

She should expect to be showered in praise for her bravery and dignity...even if he is the one she was just standing up to.

He often wonders what this strong angel would be like against the likes of Kenshin. Or rather, what Kenshin would do against the likes of her.

That is a sight he would like to see indeed.

🌸

[the12thnightproject]

Warlords in a Snowball Fight

A general winter themed flash headcanon, as a gift for the Flash Exchange. @flash-exchange

Headcanon: Warlords in a Snowball Fight

In Azuchi…

Nobunaga – Strides through the field of battle, easily packing the snow into efficient weapons. Cooly confident that nobody would dare...  Splat!

Masamune – A snow battle? Bring it on! Runs wildly into action, skidding to a drift, quickly forms lopsided snowballs, and throws them with surprisingly good aim, especially given his blind side. Which… by the way… Splat!

Hideyoshi –  Sets out a list of rules, including, no ice in the middle of your snowball, no throwing snowballs inside the castle, absolutely no running! In the midst of announcing the rules… Splat!

Ieyasu –  Splat! He goes home and locks himself in his panic room with his emotional support sourdough starter.

Mitsunari – An army is made and broken by its organization. Carefully stockpiles snowballs at strategic points throughout Azuchi. Then gets distracted by a new book and forgets to join in the battle.

Ranmaru – Finds Mitsunari’s useful stacks of snowballs, and climbs to the roof, where he systematically picks everyone off, sniper style. Splat!

Keiji – Stands in the center of the field of play, grabbing the closest snow at hand, and throwing it randomly. He’s a dervish. Then he opens his arms wide and yodels, “Who wants to take on the wild child of these war-torn islands, he whose name is sung far and wide, the roguish misfit, Keiji Maeda?”  Splat! Splat! Splat!  

Mitsuhide – Excels at sneaking from hiding spot to hiding spot, surprising victims by popping up out of nowhere and disappearing before they can retaliate. Is also the reason Ieyasu is hiding.

At Kasugayama… things are slightly more dangerous

Kenshin – Instead of snowballs, hurls icicles like spears.

Kanetsugu –  When people complain about flying icicles, tells them they should be honored to receive such attention from the God of War.

Shingen – Organizes Yukimura and Yoshimoto into a team and carefully strategizes the best times and places to attack. Has also built a working snow catapult. In spite of all that, he ends up strangely covered in snow, because, let’s face it, the man looks great in a wet kimono. And out of one.

Yukimura – Is an athletic and efficient snowball thrower, very good on the front lines in an all-out battle, but not terribly good at sneak attacks.

Yoshimoto – Is every snowflake truly different? Let’s find out? He wanders out into the garden. Is not seen until spring.

Sasuke – After getting hit by one too many icicles, packs his snowballs with ground spikes and sets off smoke bombs to escape.

Lone Forces…

Kennyo –  Tricks Azuchi and Kasugayama into fighting each other, then goes off and feeds hungry forest creatures.

Motonari – Snow? Snow doesn’t burn. Hell has frozen over. Sets sail for more tropical climates at the first sign of a flake.

Kicho – Sets off an avalanche.

[cherryxblossxms]

For the A-Z nsfw prompts- can I ask for a C H and M for Kenshin?

Thank you!

Ahhh I love Kenshin, I'd be happy to do some headcanons for him!

Kenshin

C for Cuddling (How do they cuddle after sex?)

Kenshin is keeping you close after sex. He never likes to let you out of his sight normally, but that desire is even stronger after sex. His arms will be wrapped around you, pulling you in tight. He doesn't care how hot and sweaty you two are, if you're hungry or thirsty. He specifically has after-sex provisions set aside specifically so you don't leave him. You're not lifting muscle afterwards, he'll get everything for you, all to maximize his cuddle time with you after making love.

H for Hands (What do they do with their hands during sex?)

Kenshin often has his hands locked around your wrists or ankles. He's possessive, though he tries to be gentle about it. But he likes to keep you locked in to the pleasure he's giving you, wants to make sure you can't squirm away from him until he's well and ready to let you go. He may also use a hand to keep your face trained on him, he loves to keep eye contact during sex even if it gets intense. Nothing makes him happier than to know that that look of pure pleasure on your face is only for him to see, that he's the one turning you to jelly beneath him.

M for Moan (What kind of noises do they make? What sounds do they like to hear from their partner?)

Kenshin is relatively quiet during sex. Maybe some noises with effort, a soft grunt here or there. But he's always well-composed and just isn't that vocal, including in the bedroom. Everything in his expression and body movements tells you how he's feeling, though, how good he feels.

When it comes to you making noise, he's very torn about it. Really, he'd love you to be as loud as possible, be open about how good he's making you feel, scream to the heavens when he brings you to orgasm. But the thought of other men hearing your cries of pleasure, something meant only for his ears, also makes him very jealous. The only compromise would be to either clear everyone out of the castle, or take you somewhere remote so you can scream as loud as you'd like.

[nuttytani]

his vs your spice tolerance

characters: ieyasu, hideyoshi, mitsuhide, mai, gn!reader

warnings: none

a/n: I was daydreaming about spicy food during one of those boring lectures and then this happened. don't mind any typos or stuff, it's not proof read. p.s oh followers of mine, do you still wan't to get tagged on my hcs and fics? even though i pop in once in a century.

Ieyasu 

He’s known to be able to hold his spice

There hasn't been ANYONE who was able to surpass him in terms of spice tolerance

Enter: you 

Oh boy, he did not expect someone to handle spicier food than him

Genuinely feels scared as he watches you drown your meal in copious amount of hot sauce, roasted and cut chilli (yes, the green or red ones that grow on bushes) and straight up shove it in your mouth without a single flinch

He is scared. Saying that would be an understatement since he has tried your “food” once, and never again. Swears to not even dream about it. Ieyasu was crying his eyes out just from two bites and was chugging down glasses of water…. Which - uhh backfired. 

Needless to say but yasu was breathing fire like a dragon 

Now has profound admiration for your spice tolerance. No one can top you.

Hideyoshi 

He didn’t really have any spice tolerance from the start

Thinks you’re crazier than Ieyasu to…..be able to eat the demonic level of spice that you do

Doesn’t dare to even take a bite out of your food, he already knows that it would end badly for his mouth and his behind. 

But he does feel concerned about your health though, eating too much spice can be detrimental to your health after all

Somehow succeeds in making you eat at least a little less spice than before.

(actually, the only reason you reduced your spice intake was because of his puppy dog eyes. Darn em’ can’t say no to those shiny eyes)

Mitsuhide 

This man can’t even taste, what do you expect him to say about your abominable love for spice? Nothing.

Except, he does enjoy seeing you place a bottle of hot sauce and plenty of chillies on the side of your plate for every meal. 

Once, he exchanged your lunch box with Hideyoshi’s. For educational purposes. 

Gets punched in the face the very next day by Hideyoshi, who appeared to be unwell. 

He did try your food out of curiosity once, alas, no taste, but he did find the mild burning sensation on his tongue to be intriguing. 

You eventually make him addicted to eating whole chilli, ain't that nice? Better than eating random leaves in his garden (and who knows what else)

Bonus: 

Mai 

Thinks you’re some sort of godly specimen to be able to handle extremely spicy food.

Like, even Ieyasu is scared/amazed by your spice tolerance! 

She tries your food once, how bad can it be? Just a little bit of burning won’t stop her from trying it out!

Regrets immediately 

Curses her life choices and is now stuck in the toilet 

Is currently missing her 21st century western style toilets 

Gets the heebie jeebies whenever she looks at your food from then on

She does, however, tried eating whole chilli. After you taught her how to eat it like a pro

Mai is now unstoppable

Flaunts her newfound skill to eat chillies without a sweat to yasu. 

Gets kicked out of his room.

taglist : im sorry, i lost my old one- uhh if you guys ares still interested tho, let me know

[ikesenwritings]

Huehuehue in the case of reqs being open... I humbly request hcs of a couple suitors with a short s/o. Preferably Arthur +/ Theo +/ Ieyasu +/ Jin. Or whoever else you like, really. I'm just a short simp over here lol

Thank you so much! I look forward to reading all of your future work :3

A/N: Thank you for the request! I think this turned out to be more of a general boyfriend hc. I tried to avoid being as repetitive as possible, so I may not have talked about the s/o being short, specifically, but it’s fluffy nonetheless! I don’t know why I had such trouble thinking of ideas because I am also a short simp hehe. And funnily enough, though Jin was the latest route I read, I had the most difficulty writing for him :(

//

Content Warnings: None

[HC] Short s/o

Suitor(s): Arthur (ikevamp), Theo (ikevamp), Ieyasu (ikesen), Jin (ikepri)

Arthur

He’d move the coffee beans to a higher shelf.

“Bless me with a cup of coffee, luv?”

And he would watch you leave his room with that charming, wicked smile of his.

You’d catch on early, but why mess with the new routine you’ve got going on? Especially when it always ends in a kiss and a particularly proud boyfriend?

So you continue asking yourself aloud, “Why on earth does Sebastian insist on putting the coffee beans on this shelf?” or some other variation.

And instead of utilizing the step stool just feet away, you continue standing on your tiptoes, arm outstretched.

You know Arthur is leaning against the doorframe, watching and waiting to come save his little bird.

He’ll watch you struggle some—you never cease being adorable, no matter the situation.

And then his body encompasses yours, one hand on your waist, the other wrapping firmly around the jar high up on one of the shelves.

You work in silence. Arthur usually never interrupts the process. He’s there to keep close, to wrap his arms around your waist and lay his chin atop your head, even though it may strain his neck at times. And when it does, he’ll lay a series of kisses all over your face and hair while breathing in your scent.

Eventually, the coffee is ready—it’s pleasant aroma permeating the air but it becomes long forgotten.

Now it’s just you and Arthur swaying in the kitchen to the tune of an imaginary song.

And soon, you’re turned around, placing kisses on his clothed chest, a content hum runs through you.

You look up with a lazy smile. This is it. Your favorite part. You grasp Arthur’s loosely knotted tie and pull him down to meet your lips.

Theo

To be honest, he had never really considered you short. It just never occurred to him. He’s always had other things on his mind.

And then one day, he goes to rest his elbow on your shoulder but found that it was actually your head.

That changed his perspective, for sure.

“Hondje, were you always this close to the ground?”

“What?”

There go the days of blissful ignorance.

Theo spent the next week distracted, noticing the small quirks about you and your height, which resulted in less than satisfactory work from him in his opinion.

How you seem to place all the things you frequently use on lower shelves, leading to the other residents grumbling about having to bend down.

How you seem to disregard some things altogether, if it wasn’t that important and required the help of someone taller.

How you manage to create scary and unstable step ladders out of stacked books and countertops when you needed to reach something.

How absolutely wide and shiny your eyes gleamed when looking up at him.

How, whenever you wanted to discuss something with him, you always pulled him down to sit on the bed while you stood up to appear taller.

He’d never you all that though. How everything you did was charming and how glad he was to have finally caught on to these particular habits.

Soon enough, a new habit kicks in: Theo standing beside his hondje at an art gallery or auction, his elbow resting gently atop your head, both silent, brows slightly furrowed and in deep concentration over a new painting. It’s what inspires Vincent’s next painting, much to his broer’s surprise.

Ieyasu

He may never escape the teasing, that poor boy.

He’s one of the youngest, he’s a porcupine, he’s Ieyasu. And Ieyasu is dating you.

You just know that Masamune won’t go a week without making some silly joke about their opposing personalities or the fact that Ieyasu, who’s already among the shortest of them all, is with you, an even smaller human.

And it’s Ieyasu, so he’ll reply with something crass and then walk away with red cheeks and ears.

But at the end of the day, when he finally gets his share of peace and quiet and is absent for all the teasing and shit-eating grins, he’s in his futon with you. Legs intertwined, hands clasped together, foreheads pressed firmly against each other.

Sometimes, when he’s absolutely content with laying in silence, he’ll lay his palm to yours and try to guess how many grains of rice he’d have to stack on the tip of your fingers to reach his.

He almost never finishes estimating for all five fingers because you’d get bored and start to nuzzle his neck, and Ieyasu would get incredibly flustered.

“You’ve made me lose count,” he’d pout before giving into a kiss.

Jin

He’s a man’s man, y’know?

He’s tall and he’s got the broad shoulders and the trap muscles; he’s the eldest, he looks after his brothers.

And now he looks after you—his itty bitty Belle.

Well, not really. It’s more like he follows you whereever you go. After having finally come to terms with his feelings for you and becoming an official couple…I mean, he’s almost like Rio.

Not that you ever asked for all the extra help around the bookstore or the palace, but it’s nice to spend all that time with him.

Now that his weekly trysts are over, Jin almost never wants to stray too far from you.

And so he helps organize your highest bookshelves and often lifts you by the waist so that you can double check his work.

When the holidays come around, he’ll help string decorations all over your store.

If the two of you ever cook together, you’re manning the stove while he’s in charge of prepping the food since some pantry items are stored on higher shelves so that recipe books that Jin snuck out of the palace can be nicely displayed at your eye level.

[bloomingequinoxflower]

HELLO BESTIE IT IS I, BEE!!

Sooooo~ Ikemen Sengoku Oda. How do you think he’d deal with an MC that’s homesick? Like, maybe she likes her life in the past but she misses her family or certain comforts from a modern lifestyle?

ღ ODA WITH A MC THAT IS HOMESICK ღ

ღ Character(s) Included: Ikemen Sengoku! Oda Nobunaga.

ღ CW: none,just fluff.

ღ A/N: HI BESTIE!!! i will try! (MC is gender neutral so everyone can project/hj)

↪ If there was one thing you missed most, it was sweets. Sure, it was something small yet your thoughts kept returning to them..and home ; ↪ Sweets were a luxury, Konpeito itself was expensive and hard to obtain and like most sweets, was usually enjoyed by the wealthy class. You didn't wish to bother Nobunaga with your homesickness - after all, you were genuinely happy living in the Sengoku period ; ↪ But, Nobunaga noticed your behavior, despite your best attempts to hide your feelings. You were his paramour, after all, everything you could ask for he would provide ; ↪ You explained chess and other board games to him, and he listened attentively. Always interested and curious about the future where you came from ; ↪ After your conversation, Nobunaga got immediately to work - seeking out the maids and cooks to arrange for them to learn how to make your favorite sweets and to perfect the Nanban desserts that you mentioned and commissioned for a carpenter to make something close to what you described as the chessboard and it's pieces ; ↪ One night when homesickness threatened to swallow you whole, you were summoned to his room. The hallways were quiet. All you listened to were your footsteps and the sound of your heartbeat as you got closer to where the warlord's room was situated ; ↪ Upon entering the room, your attention was immediately captivated by a stunning tray of meticulously crafted desserts, each one looking more irresistible than the last. As you continued to survey the space, your eyes then landed on a carefully arranged chess board, its pieces seemingly ready for a challenging game ; ↪ The welcoming and content expression on Nobunaga's face momentarily eased any feelings of homesickness you may have been experiencing. Settling into your seat beside one another, you engaged in a friendly game while savoring the delectable desserts before you. It felt like..home again.

[ikeromantic]

A Wedding Means Goodbye

A Mitsuhide Akechi fanfiction. This scene is set well after the events of the romantic epilogue and features Mitsuhide and MC in a modern setting extended story. Approx. 2300 words.

First: Mitsuhide and the Maiden

Previous: Useful Tasks

Mitsuhide was certain that he should be nervous. This was his wedding day. The moment he pledged the rest of his life to the woman he loved. A momentous and life-changing occasion that should have put a tremor in his voice and at least a chip of ice in his gut. Yet all he felt was pleased. A peaceful sense of certainty that rose in him like the warm glow of the sun over water. 

“She’s ready for you,” Miyake called from the other side of the door. “What about you?”

“What about me?” Mitsuhide pushed it open and stepped into the hall. 

“I dunno. You nervous? Hungover?”

Mitsuhide wrinkled his nose. “Of course not.”

“Then come on.” Miyake led the way out into the small temple garden. 

As his vassal opened the door, Mitsuhide’s eyes fell on the chatelaine. His little mouse. Beloved of his heart. There had not been time to reconstruct her elaborate dress, but looking at her now he decided she didn’t need it. She was radiant in the simple blue and white sundress she’d chosen. She would be in anything, he thought. 

Then she looked up at him, her gaze catching his, and she smiled and Mitsuhide felt his heart stutter in his chest. That chip of ice he’d expected in his belly arrived and it was a boulder. How could a man like him be marrying a woman like her? He did not deserve her. If they married, he would only disappoint her . . . taint her . . . destroy the joy in her eyes . . .

“Boss.” He felt Miyake’s hand on his shoulder. “It’s gonna be fine. Come on.” Then a gentle nudge forward. 

With a tremble in his step, Mitsuhide joined his love and together they went to the shrine. The short ceremony went by in a blur and all he could remember from it was the feeling of her hand in his and the drum of his own heartbeat. Things only began to come back together afterward, when he and his little one had a moment alone.

“Are you happy?” 

Mitsuhide turned to look at his little one, and saw a glimmer of worry in her expression. “I am so happy that I don’t know what to do with it,” he admitted. 

She hugged him, burying her face in his chest. “Me too. I feel so happy that it hurts. I didn’t think we would really get married.”

“Oh? Did you imagine I would let something stop me from wedding the woman I love?” He kissed the top of her head, reveling in the feel of her in his arms. It was funny to him how good it felt to hold her right now. As if being married made the gesture different, somehow. 

“I thought you might let yourself get in the way.” She laughed softly. “Backing out at the last minute or disappearing with some vague warning that marrying you is just too dangerous.”

Mitsuhide stiffened. “Well, it is too dangerous. But I can’t dissuade you from loving me nor can I make myself give you up. So,” he tilted her chin up to look her in the eye. “It is something we will face together.” And then, to take any sting from his words, he kissed her again. Deeply and hungrily, as if he could pour some of the overwhelming affection he felt into her, but the kiss only made him feel even more. 

She pulled back, breathless. “It’s a good thing everyone else is on their way to the reception. I’m pretty sure you can’t kiss a girl like that in front of her dad.” 

“Is that a challenge, little mouse?”

“Oh god no!” She flushed to the tips of her ears. 

Mitsuhide chuckled. “Are you sure? Because I would hate to disappoint you on our first day as husband and wife.” 

She kissed his chin. “Trust me, I’m not disappointed. I like to keep these kinds of kisses private. Let’s me get away with all kinds of naughty things.” Her fingertips drew a line down his chest, stopping just below his belt buckle. 

“What’s this? Are you trying to tease me?” He leaned back against the wall as if her touch hadn’t sent jolts of pleasure singing through his limbs. They’d made love countless times and yet every time she reached for him it was like the first time. Better even. 

“Maybe . . .” Her fingers crept lower. She smiled wickedly. “Think we have time for . . . you know . . .”

Mitsuhide tried to say yes but words left him and so did all sense as she did more than just skim her fingertips across the taut fabric. It seemed they would be late to their own party, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. 

***

Sasuke spoke with the caterer with quiet authority. The waitstaff were uneasy, and no wonder. Half the attendees were Miyake’s new ‘warlords’ and then there were Mitsuhide’s trio of miscreant boys, and then there were the other guests. A collection of old school chums and fashionistas that knew the chatelaine, the parents of the bride, and some of their friends as well. It was a volatile mixture that needed only a slight imbalance to descend into disaster. 

Minoru, the chatelaine’s father, paced nervously. He kept glancing at the crowd with a grimace. 

“Sit down, dear. You aren’t going to get our baby girl here any sooner.” Youko, the bride’s mother, beckoned him to a nearby chair. 

“I can’t believe you’re so calm. After everything that’s happened . . . and now she and that fiance-”

“Husband,” Youko corrected.

“Are running late and they didn’t even call and-”

“Minoru, remember our wedding day?” She smiled up at him. 

He frowned even more fiercely. “Exactly! They could be getting up to -”

“All the things married people do. Now sit down and be quiet. I won’t have you making a fuss.”Youko pointed at the chair, and after a moment, her husband sat in it. 

Sasuke walked over after he sent the caterer off on another errand. “The party is going pretty well. I hope you don’t mind, I ordered another round of champagne for the toast later.”

“We don’t mind at all,” Youko replied. 

“Did you hear from my daughter or that man of hers?” Minoru turned his glare on the hapless ninja. 

Sasuke wished he’d packed some smokebombs to engineer a quick escape. “Not yet, sir. But I am sure Mitsuhide and your daughter will be along shortly. They probably got . . . held up. Changing into party clothes. Yes.”

The chatelaine’s father looked more unhappy the more he said. 

“I’ll just . . . oh look, I - I think the dj has a question. Bye!” Sasuke pretended he’d been summoned and got away with his skin intact. Thankfully, just as he arrived at the dj booth, he saw Mitsuhide and the chatelaine enter.

She looked so happy. Mitsuhide as well. It was strange to imagine she was the same girl who tried to save his life the night of that first wormhole. He’d spent years searching for her, training to rescue her. And she hadn’t needed a rescue at all. Funny the way things turned out. And now, they were here in their own time - but strangers to it all, just waiting to go back home to the past. 

The next storm would arrive in a few days, if his calculations were correct. It would take them back to the Sengoku. Back to the friends they’d left behind months ago. Sasuke just hoped it wasn’t too late. The attack on Azuchi, Shingen’s deteriorating health, the return of long-absent allies . . . how many things would be different? It left him feeling anxious in spite of himself. 

He pushed his worry aside. This wasn’t the moment to think about all of that. They would know soon enough anyway. Tonight was about celebrating life and love. And the unexpected. He grabbed a glass of champagne and headed toward the happy couple, eager to give them his well wishes. 

***

Miyake felt like this was his last night with his lord. It was strangely bittersweet. He’d always wanted to prove himself and be given a proper command - but he’d never imagined getting one would mean leaving behind everything he knew. Of course, it wasn’t just about the job. He looked at the two women beside him fondly. 

Kei was tall, statuesque, her arms as well-muscled as a warrior’s, and her eyes always had a glint of mischief. She was more woman than a man could handle all on her own. But Miyake had somehow caught her attention, and that of Masako. The short, round seamstress-friend of Lady Akechi. He adored Masako’s shy laughter and awkward affection just as much as he did Kei’s forward teasing. 

If he was honest with himself, those two were the real reason he’d chosen to stay and try to fix the corrupt business of these modern ‘mafia’ men. Though they had only a few short, wild months together, Miyake did not want to go back to a life without them. Nor did he want to ask them to give up everything for him. 

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Kei turned her head to look back at him. “Please tell me you’re about to go all mushy and ask us to marry you?”

Masako clapped a hand over her mouth. “Kei! Don’t go blabbing things like that! I’ll have a heart attack.” 

Miyake chuckled and slipped an arm around Kei’s waist. “Please. We all know if someone was going to propose, it would be you, gorgeous.”

“Why not me?” Mayako frowned. 

“Because you are too adorably shy.” He slipped his other arm around her back. 

She giggled. “Maybe. But you could be wrong. Tell him, Kei.”

“Oh he could be. Never underestimate Masako. She’s tiny but fierce.” 

“Hm. You’ll have to show -” Miyake yelped as two seamstress-strong fingers pinched him. 

Masako grinned triumphantly. “Got you.” 

“So you did.” He grinned. “I’ll remember that ton- ouch!” He jumped a little as Kei pinched him too. “What was that for?”

“I can’t let Masako have all the fun.” Kei grinned. 

“Well now you’re both in for it.” Miyake resisted the urge to rub his poor ass-cheek. Those girls had strong fingers! 

***

Mitsuhide looked down at his little one’s face, reading her emotions as easily as words on a page. She’d realized something he knew before tonight. The knowledge of it was etched into her features, though she tried to cover it with a smile. 

He let her continue the charade as they thanked the line of well-wishers but when they caught a moment to themselves, he took her hand. “You can still change your mind.”

“What?” She frowned. 

“About leaving. If you really want to -”

She shook her head, dislodging a curl. “No. I mean, I know I will miss my family. My friends. Soft mattresses. Stuff in general, I guess? But . . . I really miss our friends in Azuchi too. I don’t want to abandon them.”

“Even if it means leaving all this behind? Your mother and father?”

Her eyes closed for a moment as she took a deep breath. “Yes. I thought about it a lot, these last few months. I wish there was some way to have it all - but there isn’t. And at least now I can say goodbye. I can make the choice. And I have.”

Mitsuhide felt proud of her, the way she spoke so firmly. The certainty in her posture. 

“I know what I am giving up, and I know what I’m getting. It would be a lot easier to stay here, of course. To let me father and Sasuke arrange things for us. Live like everyone else does here. Comfortable. Peaceful. But we have a duty in Azuchi. People relying on us.” She smiled as she opened her eyes again. “So don’t try to persuade me otherwise, you serpent-tongued kitsune.”

He laughed. “Me? Serpent tongued? When have I ever led you astray?”

“Don’t make me count the times.”

Mitsuhide kissed her cheek. “I just wanted to make sure you know you don’t have to pick Azuchi for me. I would stay, if that’s what you really wanted.”

“I know you would.” She squeezed his hand. “But I really want to go back.” Her gaze took in the crowd. “Sometimes, a wedding is a way to say goodbye. Even if we weren’t going 500 years in the past. We are going to live our own lives, and that means letting go.”

“Wise words, little mouse.” He’d never thought of a marriage in that way, but she was right. Even without their unique circumstance, they would be leaving one life to start a new one. Together. And that was true wherever fate took them.

Next: Home Is Where the Hugs Are

[thezestyone]

Nicknames the IkeSen Guys Would Call MC the most from a few of my favorites:

Will say “Ma” in the most casual and deepest voice ever. Could say it in passing or when trying to spark something: Motonari, Masamune, Kenshin, Ieyasu, Kanetsugu

Will say “Mami” with a playful, flirtatious tone that can border casual if you don’t know better at the moment; beware: Nobunaga, Mitsuhide, Shingen, Keiji, Yukimura

Will say “Princessa” in the most sweetest, purest way, like they’re a fairytale prince, and you’re the fairytale princess: Mitsunari, Ranmaru, Hideyoshi

Will say “Señora” in the most respectful way, treating you like a mature, high-class woman they wish to court: Kicho, Kennyo, Sasuke, Yoshimoto

[writingwhimsey]

Rereading Nobunaga's Act I route still. Decided to go ahead and read the memories... picked the one where he and MC finally have their first sexy time and...

I totally imagine that once they're going at it, this kindly old inn keeper shows up carrying a Goban (picturing a sweet looking little old man or little old lady). Nobu and MC are too wrapped up in each other and when the kindly old inn keeper realizes what they just walked in on, just quietly turns around and walks out with a big grin or something. Then the next day when they're leaving is like, "Hope you had a wonderful night. Sure looked like you kids were enjoying yourselves."

[solomons-poison]

Akechi later down the line helps his kid eat food they don't like or are suspicious of trying by taking a bite of it, plastering a smile and saying 'it is delicious (This time, I promise-)' which his kid falls hook, line and sinker to every time without fail... till they find out he genuinely has no tastebuds 🤣

Omg that'd be so funny 😂 thats such a cute idea and a good way to get his kid to do it, though, through example.

But I just love the idea of the kid finding out he can't actually taste anything and being like "You've been lying to me!!" and seeing poor Mitsuhide totally lost for words. He'll definitely have to turn to you for help after that lmao. If he's weak to you, I can only imagine how weak he'd be to his child 😁

[cherryxblossxms]

Hey! I read that you're accepting NSFW Alphabet requests for IkeSen boys, can you make I K O for Ieyasu and Kenshin please?

Ooh I'd be happy to! Sorry this took a bit to respond

Ieyasu Tokugawa

I for Imagination (What do they fantasize about?)

Ieyasu has fantasized about having you take charge in the bedroom. He gets very easily embarrassed if he thinks too hard about it, but he's imagined you on top of him, directing his and your pleasure both as you use him as you see fit, riding him until you can't continue. He can be a little selfish in the bedroom sometimes, never with malicious intention though, but your happiness and pleasure mean a lot to him, too. And he'd love for you to let go and go wild with him.

K for Kink (What’s their secret kink?)

Admittedly, a medical kink, though its on the light end. It came up completely by accident, and he feels a little scandalized realizing it about himself, but you acting as his nurse and treating him while sick was a surprising turn-on. Helping him bathe, giving him medicine, just overall turning on that caring, nurturing feeling stronger than usual gets to Ieyasu, and if he felt better and didn't want to get you sick, he'd flip the tables and have you under him. Although, the thought of you taking charge and riding him instead certainly doesn't help his growing hard-on...

O for Oral (Giving or receiving? Why?)

Ieyasu is a bit embarrassed about it on either end, but he leans a little bit more towards giving. Overall, as long as you're happy and enjoying yourself, he doesn't mind either way if you want to pleasure him or want him to pleasure you. He just wants to make sure you feel good. But he can't quite bring himself to ask you to go down on him, it's way too embarrassing, so he may end up pleasuring you instead if he's taking the lead.

Kenshin Uesugi

I for Imagination (What do they fantasize about?)

Honestly, he simply fantasizes about having you all to himself with no interruptions, being able to fuck you all over the castle as he pleases. The man loves a good war, and you're the one thing he enjoys more than that; he always craves having your full attention on him combined with wanting you scent and your image everywhere he looks. So if it was possible, he'd love a day where the castle is empty, all the sake and pickled plums he could ask for, and your naked form, and he'd be in heaven.

K for Kink (What’s their secret kink?)

Kenshin's secret kink is primal kink. He just loves being able to let go of his inhibitions and push you to the limits of your pleasure. He's your God of War, he's in his physical prime, and the idea of hunting you down to take you as his own makes his blood run hot. However, it takes a lot of trust for him to tell you about it/be open to trying it in the bedroom, he protects this secret very well. He's worried about hurting you, about potentially breaking you if he's too rough. So it'll take a lot of encouragement and discussion before he's willing to implement it in the bedroom. Once he feels safe to do so, though, you better be ready, because he's not giving up the chase until you're trapped beneath him getting pounded into the futon.

O for Oral (Giving or receiving? Why?)

Kenshin would do anything for you, and that includes going down on you all through the night. He's absolutely addicted to the way you respond to him, knowing that it's him and him only that can make you scream with pleasure, make you clutch the futon for dear life and squeeze his head with your thighs. He goes wild if you tug on his hair while he does it, he loves feeling your fingers clutching him like a lifeline, or if you're even guiding him against you. He'll do whatever it takes to draw out every noise you can make, so you better work on your stamina to keep up.

He isn't wholly against receiving oral, but sometimes he doesn't feel worthy of it when he thinks of you. He already considers himself so lucky to have you, and he wants you to be worshipped at all times. He may compromise with 69, but it'll take some long negotiations first.

[natimiles]

❀ ⋅ ♬ ⋅ ♡ ⋅ MASTERLISTS ⋅ ♡ ⋅ ♬ ⋅ ❀

Writings:

Ikevamp | SFW

Ikevamp | NSFW (MDNI!)

Ikevil | SFW

Ikevil | NSFW (MDNI!)

Obey Me | SFW

Obey Me | NSFW (MDNI!)

Beneath The Milky Twilight (400 followers celebration; ikevamp, ikevil and obey me)

Kinktober 2024 (MDNI!)

Edits & Such:

Ikevamp

Ikevil

Other Ikeseries

Their Birthdays (with Obey Me) | Their Birthdays 2 (with ikepri)

Screenshots & Such:

Ikeseries (ikevamp, ikesen and ikerev)

Countdown to Birthdays:

Isaac (2023)

Mozart (2024)

Liam (2024)

Roger (2024)

Others:

Countdown to Ikemen Villains' EN Release

[yarnnerdally]

I feel like playing a game today!

Send me a character and I'll give you two or three lil headcanons I have for them?

Fandoms to pick a character from:

Ikémen: Vampire, Revolution, Prince, Sengoku

Twisted Wonderland

Mystic Messenger

Obey Me!!

Hypnosis Microphone

No pressure tags: @jozhenji @venulus @aquagirl1978 @violettduchess @vioisgoinginsane @pink-thorn @7000f1 @mllorei @solomons-poison @strawberry-scum @randonauticrap @kissmetwicekissmedeadly @hebimoonlightwrites @dear-mrs-otome

[ikesenwritings]

masamune x fem!reader, fluff

You were all giggles.

He loved that about you.

Every morning, even if he woke up before you, you insisted on getting up and helping him dress.

What normally would have taken him five minutes to do, now took twenty.

Oh, you loved him so much.

You loved sitting on his lap, you loved running your fingers through his hair and down his face.

You loved planting kisses on his jaw, that spot under his ear, down his neck…

You loved seeing him smile in bliss, eye closed—in a state of peace he was never afforded growing up.

His hands always rested on your hips.

He’d rub circles into your sides and almost always tug at the hem of your clothing, ready to tease.

He loved to kiss you anywhere but your lips, obsessed with the way you’d chase after him, eager to finally meet his lips.

After you finally secure his eyepatch, you link your arms around his neck.

You’re always tempted to lean all your weight on him, push him back onto the futon for some fun.

And most of the times you’re successful.

On the rare occasion where Masamune really feels like he can’t afford to be late, he’ll just laugh at your advances.

“No worries, lass. We can play together later, hm?”

[bloomingequinoxflower]

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↪ I am not gonna write NSFW content. please don't send me NSFW requests.

↪ I am gonna accept both Samurai:Love Ballad and Ikemen Sengoku hcs;so please specify always which one you mean.

↪ I will try to keep the characters as in character as possible. albeit with some i do not have a strong enough grasp in their characters.

↪ I’ll accept multiple characters for headcanon requests,but for oneshots i’d prefer only for one character. and even then with HCs i might break down the post into parts.

↪ Oneshots and Headcanons are open unless stated otherwise.