#konnosuke

[dojizerker]

[shikisaido]

筋肉💪とモフモフ🦊🍉

[clarin-volseed]

すーぱー源氏ぶらざーず

[sailorcath]

[incorrect-joseimuke]

Saniwa: Why should I trust you?

Konnosuke: Because I'm with the government and I can audit your taxes if you don't.

Saniwa:... I trust you.

[hoodie-prince-kid-archived]

My first (and probably only) contribution to the tkrb fandom. It's fried tofu

[kourisatou]

(ファンアート / 刀剣乱舞 八丁念仏)

[joffartac]

Drawing of Konnosuke from Touken Ranbu

[lucy-ashton]

It’s Wednesday Again! I hope you enjoy this new extract of my fanfic The Memory of the Red Spider Lilies.

The enchanting echo of a small bell resonated in the distance, and he gradually emerged from the abyss of unconsciousness. Overwhelmed by an icy sensation creeping into every fibre of his being, his eyelids opened on his hands clasped and adorned with black nail polish. Around him, darkness reigned supreme, barely allowing him to discern his attire: a priesthood jōe topped with a traditional eboshi, a vestment of his aversion whose thick and heavy layers had always demanded him superhuman effort for the slightest movement. Kneeled on a liquid ground of infinite depths, as if floating above the ocean, he rose with a step back that immediately illuminated the surface like a skipping stone on water, revealing the outlines of the Japanese islands…

The small bell rang again, causing a shiver of terror that ran down his spine, and he turned to suddenly face a spectre from his past. Old enough to stand on his legs, yet too young to master speech properly—and what would be the point, since he never uttered a word?—the child stood before him. Clad in a torn kimono stained with blood, his cherry hair in disarray smelled of iron while a cursed blade, eager to inflict pain and suffering, gleamed firmly in his palm.

Seized by a searing fear, he recoiled in a hasty motion that made him fall backward. The spectre advanced peacefully, his bare and chained feet lighting up the ground with each step. Sensing the thirst for vengeance behind his impassive face— yet so opposed to his eyes shedding invisible tears, he could also hear, within his emotionless chest, his racing heart screaming at him to stop before the purity of his soul was desperately lost.

The gentle caress of his delicate fingers against his cheeks paralysed him on the spot, and the child took advantage of it to slowly bring their faces closer, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss that deprived him of all breath of life. In the hollow of his loins burned that desire for power that had never truly left him, his innocent mouth turning into sharp fangs as his alluring tongue poured an acrid taste of cruor down his throat. Irreparably corrupted, his golden pupils darkened into a vermilion shade, similar to the colour of the hundreds of corpses he had left in his deadly wake…

***

The cherry-haired boy jolted awake, terror gripping his senses momentarily before being replaced by a fit of coughing, bile burning his throat as he expelled it in painful waves. Drenched in sweat, overwhelmed by a disorienting haze, he began to crawl from his bed to the sliding doors for support. In the dim corridor, it seemed as if the echoes of his nightmare grew more intense, pursuing him like wisps of fog that would make his his step falter whilst he descended the stairs. Thus hampered, his unsteady movements eventually caused him to stumble and he crashed at the bottom with a thunderous thud…

The sharp sound of an object hitting the floor reverberated through the air at the same time, followed by the gushing of water like that of a river's flow, and Ookurikara's face suddenly appeared before his eyes, his usually stoic expression replaced by a concern evident in his strong embrace. At this sight, he abruptly snapped back to reality, his recent memories flooding his mind in a relentless tidal wave—the shrine filled with his wounded Touken Danshi, the treatment tables covered in blood, and Konnosuke's incessant pleas to prevent him from saving them, with the risk of sacrificing himself in the process…

Clutching the fabric of his Toudan's jacket with trembling hands, the Sage finally surrendered to a torrent of tears, unable to contain his grief, sorrow, or even shame any longer. His sobs echoed through the citadel, stirring worry among his tsukumogami who had gathered in numbers after the commotion of his fall, each standing nearby while anxiously awaiting news of their master's condition.

He didn't want to lose anyone anymore; He couldn't bear to be directly responsible for another death... to be the one feared and blamed!

Ookurikara tightened his grip at once, his demeanour softening as he attempted to comfort the grief-stricken Saniwa, a rare display of emotion from the typically reserved Uchigatana. Beside him, Shokudaikiri offered him a reassuring smile, insidiously supporting his decision to stay by the boy's side even if it meant enduring unwanted attention.

Two figures who had imposed themselves among the crowd unexpectedly overshadowed him, and the Sage lifted his head. Recognising them immediately, his eyes then widened in surprise, his visitors continuing to watch him in silence with their gaze mixing both disapproval and empathy.

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[starrystep]

#377 - Konnosuke from Touken Ranbu

[friedcowboypeachpurse]

Aww

🪴🪴🪴

[dg3zero]

[mariaantonnietta]

So...

I DID IT!!!

(Still not changed background, mouri welcomed me back, I had forgotten he was the 1st unit leader at the time XD. A lot of rewards from the update at least)

Compared to eng, the resources are rough:

(Have ~250.000 koban to eng ~450.000. The later won't survive much longer but stilll) Newcomers will have it rougther tough, uff, let's be grateful I have this much.

Having a phone that can handle the game is such a game changer, free vpn and my slow connection meant it was hell to access the browser, but i managed to generate the codes. I made a guest account on qooapp, that's the biggest concern cause i hope being a guest doesn't impede me from playing or updating, but we will cross that bridge if it comes to it.

Is so long since I entered the game I have level up swords that are asking for kiwame cause it wasn't deployed yet.

(His brother asked me before, no kids, kwm sets don't grow on trees and you 2 aren't even 99 yet)

And my level up swords are a mess, level 8 kwm mutsu? I have chougi and nansen and hizen here, and miss all the rest.

But overall being able to go back is amazing. A good thing.

Now back to the regiment camp, need that last 2 kiwame sets on eng, and at least to get to jikyuu on jp ( I miss chiganemaru on jp so much, he makes the event soo easy)

Wanted to share cause this is big to me

[vividblaze]

If I'm too embarrassed to draw my saniwa with another toudan... I will simply create my own sword to pair with her✨

[incorrect-joseimuke]

Konnosuke: Hey, you got your tuna all over my aburaage.

Cat: And you got your aburaage all over my tuna.

Konnosuke: I wonder if these two great tastes will taste great together.

Cat: Nah, we should kill this with fire.

Konnosuke, sighing: Agreed.

[kowaindar0u]

"Me neither..." Yuichi peers into the water, eyebrows a little furrowed. "Especially such still water like this, it's odd..." But so is the rest of this whole little pocket of their citadel. It's all odd, but the more he thinks about it, the more Yuichi decides that it just must be... well, magic or divinity of some kind.

Yuichi pushes up the hems of his pant legs and sits, carefully, beside Nagasone-- the thought of slipping and plummeting into the lake flashes through his mind, and in turn his grip on the toudan's hand tightens. It's only once he's finally sat down properly that it loosens again.

"We should," he agrees, leaning his head against Nagasone's shoulder. He may or may not already be thinking about the next time they could visit this place. "Maybe... we could bring a picnic or something...? And I wouldn't mind getting in the water then, it doesn't seem too cold..."

He turns, then, to look up at Nagasone for a moment, before looking back to the water.

"I... I'd like to spend even longer with you here next time, if you wanted. We could plan for a certain day, and I'll work extra hard to make sure I have the time."

He just chuckled at his response, amused at his master's reaction. He'd like to entertain himself with the fact that he made Yuichi this soft (yes you did), but seeing him like this nevertheless made him feel…happy. It's honestly rare to see the sage this glowing and soft.

Lucky for him then.

Nagasone sat up easily, but of course he's not passing up the chance of taking that small hand in his as he stood up. He easily slips off his sandals and led them towards the aforementioned lake.

The first instant he saw when they came across this place, he thought the water was rather crystal clear. Now that he got a closer look, it was clear enough that they can almost see the bottom of it.

"I didn't think there'd be lakes with water this clear. But now the question is how deep would it go...wouldn't want either of us to trip and fall in while we don't even have spare clothing."

He hummed, before sitting himself down by the edge. The water was right to his knees, but his feet wasn't even touching the bottom. Yet.

His hand still holding Yuichi, he gently led him closer so that he was able to sit down next to the uchigatana. "One of these days we have to come back again, just you and me, and maybe we'll have some sort of outing here."