#motonari x mc

[selenacosmic]

If not to much trouble may I request a pretty girl major fem mc x motonari?

Hello! And it’s no trouble at all! Thank you for the request!

Pretty girl MC x Motonari.

Motonari Mouri.

Motonari isn’t one to be easily swayed by beauty, not that he doesn’t admire it. He definitely noticed how pretty you are when you two first met, but he wouldn’t let appearances affect him in any way possible. You were known as a beautiful Oda princess, definitely valuable as a hostage.

It wasn’t a surprise that you would catch the gaze of others wherever you go, which annoyed him a bit. You really did attract attention thanks to how pretty you are, giving him no choice but to hide you with his cape. Don’t question it, it attracts less attention whenever you two have to go out. And also because it was a good excuse to be near you.

Despite seeming like a rough, cruel pirate, Motonari was surprisingly protective of you as a hostage. No one could even get near you without him being around.

With time, he will soften up to you… a bit. That means that, while he wasn’t easily swayed by your pretty face when you two first met, he certainly is now. Not that he would ever make that clear.

[the12thnightproject]

Chapter 42: Mitsuhide POV Chapter - Other Half - Catching up with the Kitsune, as Hideyoshi attempts an intervention of sorts.

Mitsuhide x OC; Hideyoshi x MC (Mai)

All Chapters Archived on Ao3 

Logline - With Mai, Hideyoshi, and Aki missing, Mitsuhide and Katsuko reluctantly team up. Disguised as a merchant and his concubine, can they outsmart the man known as the God of Deceit?

As soon as the guard captain ordered their unit to the top of the castle wall, he knew. Something had gone wrong for Katsuko. Although Mitsuhide was certain his encounter with her in the courtyard had remained undetected, he had not been able to watch out for her as she returned to the castle.

Whatever just happened had resulted in Motonari and Iekane having a low-voiced conversation while the rest of them waited at attention, hands on the hilts of their swords, ready to draw them upon command.  

Mitsuhide stayed at the edge of the line, keeping his posture at attention, with his helmet low on his head. It would do her no good if he were to be identified before he could even determine the extent of the problem. So he stood still. Even though every muscle in his body was alert for an opportunity to take control of the situation. Even though his mind was already racing through a number of scenarios – none of which reached a positive conclusion.

In a few moments, another contingent of Kanamori vassals marched Katsuko and Yoshimoto onto the wall. She was still wearing that fur cloak, while Yoshimoto, on the other hand, was dressed in an informal kimono, and as usual, unarmed. Mitsuhide doubted that the man would be much help in this, but perhaps he was counting on the gloss that came from being an Imagawa. Indeed, he was already puffing up into the parody of an annoyed high-caste Prince. "Master Iekane, what is the meaning of this insult?"

"This doesn't concern you, Lord Imagawa." Iekane’s voice was a few degrees short of the groveling that Yoshimoto seemed to expect. Since this man was not yet familiar, Mitsuhide kept his attention on him, hoping to learn as much about Katsuko’s enemy as possible. From what she’d revealed of him, Mitsuhide knew that Iekane was a good liar with the patience of spider; able to spin a web and lie in wait for it to snare an unwary victim. "Motonari has a problem with a member of your household."

"I don't see how. My page has devoted his attention to me since the moment we arrived. Any insult would have come about because he was merely doing my bidding." Thus far, Yoshimoto’s approach was to throw around his status to protect Katsuko.

Unfortunately, what would work against the Kanamori vassals was unlikely to work against Motonari and that man’s distain for the current societal structure (a philosophy that Mitsuhide somewhat sympathized with, though he disagreed with a ‘burn it all down’ solution). Indeed just as expected, Motonari focused his ire on Katsuko, having apparently recognized her from their prior encounters. "Lord Imagawa, yer page is a spy who works for Mitsuhide."

Yoshimoto whipped out his fan and yawned. "Of course she's a spy. But she works for my cousin, not Mitsuhide."

For one very short moment, Mitsuhide wondered if that was in fact true. Was Katsuko one of the mitsumono? Had she always been so? He glanced over at her, and noticed a quickly concealed flash of surprise, that was then followed by a straightening of her posture, as if she was mimicking what she believed a Takeda spy would look like.

It seemed that Imagawa was improvising.

Keep talking. It would give him an opportunity to figure out how to defuse this situation without giving up his mission.

Rescue her first. Hang the mission.

No. Now was not the time for indecision.

Iekane started to speak, but Motonari took control. "Shut up." He turned to Katsuko and asked, "Yer one of the Mitsumono? Why’d ya help Mitsuhide?"

“The best way to gain his trust was to help him. And of course once he pulled us off your ship, I figured the only way I was going to get back to Kasaguyama was to work with him."

Good girl. That sounded plausible.

“By burning down my camp." Motonari’s words came out as a growl, but there was a different kind of light in his eyes.

"Next time tell your men not to store, the gunpowder so close to open flame.” She shrugged. "Hell of a fire though."

For a moment, Mitsuhide worried that she had pushed Motonari too far, but then the man started laughing. ”Hell of a fire."

The guards near Mitsuhide shifted uneasily, apparently not used to this type of volatility. Iekane looked around and seemed to be preparing to try and re-take control, but Katsuko spoke up first. "Lord Iekane knows this, because he and I were both originally trained by the same spymaster." She addressed the rest of the Kanamori guardsmen. "Just a suggestion, but you might want to get a food taster in for Mozumi's meals and drink."

Iekane put his hand to his heart. "Are you accusing me of harming my dear father? The man took me in, saved my life. I'm devoted to his health."

Hmmm. From that response, it was possible that Katsuko had hit a nerve. Mitsuhide continued to study him, watching his face for reactions, looking for any opening that would allow him to subtly help matters. As always, in the back of his head, help Katsuko warred with stop Yoshiaki.

But thus far, Yoshimoto appeared to have a slight edge of control. "Yes, of course you must be. A poor orphan is always grateful to the rich man, especially if he has no other living offspring."

The difficulty of this whole situation was threading the needle in such a way to get both the Kanamori vassals and Motonari on their side. Katsu and Yoshimoto had yet to manage that task, for Motonari simply shrugged away all hints of that accusation. "Heh. This is all very interesting. I don’t care if Iekane is offing his Pap, it all ends up the same in the end. Imagawa ya in for destroying Nobunaga and getting this party started or not?"

"The desire of my vassals is clear." Yoshimoto snapped his fan shut. "That said, I do not agree that Sakai is a worthwhile target." Did that translate into ‘not interested in wanting to stop Yoshiaki’? Or could Mitsuhide count on Yoshimoto’s aid?

"Iekane when you caused the cart accident, was your target me... or was it Hiko?" Katsuko sent her former friend a lethal looking glare.

Iekane caused that accident? Why hadn’t she told him that? As far as Mitsuhide knew, Iekane had not been to Sakai. Or was this something she’d only recently discovered and not had time to share with him?

"Accident?" Iekane laughed, and turned to look at the guardsmen, sending them a ‘do you believe this nonsense?’ look. "Kaya, you've always been clumsy. And little boys, well, they can get into so much mischief."

Interesting. It seemed that Katsuko had just led Iekane into a trap.

"Lord Motonari… Has Iekane ever met Hiko?" Her posture was triumphant as she snapped that trap closed. Mitsuhide felt a quick shot of pride in her interrogation skills.

Motonari frowned. "No. He ain’t been to Sakai. Do you have a point, spy? Or are ya wasting time waiting for reinforcements?"

"How does Iekane know Hiko is a little boy?" She took a deep breath, and spoke faster. "Hiko is in danger, from Iekane. Before my former master disappeared, he sent me a letter, asking me to find Hiko and protect him from Iekane."

Akihira’s letter… if only he’d let her have it back earlier… could this have been prevented? What did Hiko have to do with Iekane and Akihira?

"Why, why would I care about some street kid?" Mitsuhide was looking at Katsuko’s face when Iekane asked, and he caught her hesitation. She doesn’t know.

"Because," Yoshimoto must have noticed her panic as well, and began spinning a tale. "Hiko is actually Mozumi's son. His blood son. Hiko's mother was one of Mozumi's concubines. But Mozumi's second wife Osumi was jealous of Niwa, and arranged for an attempt on her life. Frightened for her safety and realizing she was carrying a baby, Niwa decided to fake her death, at least until the child was born. Unfortunately, during childbirth, poor Niwa’s death became a reality. This was when her sister decided to raise Hiko as her own. She already had a daughter, Sho, and the children were devoted to each other."

It was a wild tale, full of the Imagawa’s flair for the dramatic. Mitsuhide noted it was partially striking sympathy from the Kanamori guards and vassals, and was gaining a little ground on Motonari as well.

"And that is why Iekane plans to attack Sakai. It would be easy enough to kill one small boy in the confusion and make it look like an accident of war." Katsuko seemed more confident in this answer, an answer that Mitsuhide internally agreed might be effective on Motonari, whom he knew was not convinced that Sakai was an appropriate target for the shogun’s forces.

"That's ridiculous." Iekane addressed Motonari, "Lord Imagawa has spent so much time on the arts that it’s rotted his brain. No true warrior would believe such a fanciful tale."

But the Kanamori were on the edge of believing it, and Mitsuhide added in his part to tilt the balance in Katsuko’s direction. “Mozumi did have a concubine by name of Niwa.”

Iekane looked hesitantly over his shoulder but Mitsuhide was already hiding his face. He placed his hand in front of his mouth and directed his voice so that it appeared to be coming from the vassals. A stage trick, but a useful one. “Lady Osumi was the jealous type.”

“Are you really believing this nonsense?” Iekane’s voice was shaking. A cornered beast is a dangerous one. As he spoke, fumbled for something he had in his kimono. Something that made Katsuko turn pale, her fear visible even in this deepening night. Was he armed with one of those Nanban pistols?

It was only a split second of hesitation while he tried to calculate whether he could stop Iekane from shooting without jeopardizing his own mission. Failure in either could spell disaster for not only Katsuko but also Nobunaga. How could he weigh one against the other?

How could he weigh his head against his heart?

Before he could determine the best course of action, Katsuko gave him one last look, then before he could stop her, she jumped on Iekane. Mitsuhide leaped after, this time knowing he could use the excuse of protecting the Kanamori to grab her, but for some reason, Iekane pulled her close, and let the motion carry both over the side of the castle.

Mitsuhide put on a burst of speed and lunged for her, his hands only reaching empty air.

It wasn’t that far to the ground, a ground covered in soft snow… a fall from that distance would have been survivable. Even so, Mitsuhide would have forgiven if he had shut his eyes to the sight of her body hitting the earth.

But he didn’t.

Which was how he was able to witness Katsuko and Iekane vanishing into a shimmer of thin air.

“What happened to… ah…” Yoshimoto trailed off, but Mitsuhide caught his tone of voice. It was the voice of someone who had made a realization. Yoshimoto looked at him, and his eyes widened. Hm, it seemed that he had not been informed of Mitsuhide’s presence here.

“You know something.” It was only his disguise that stopped him from grabbing Yoshimoto by the neck and dangling him over the edge.

“I promise to explain… later. If you will back me up now.” Without giving Mitsuhide a chance to respond, Yoshimoto whipped around and addressed the vassals. “Witchcraft! The Kanamori imposter has escaped into the spirit realm and stolen my personal guard in the process.”

“Master Iekane was Yokai! Before they vanished, he revealed his true form is that of a Tengu.” Mitsuhide turned to the Kanamori guards. “We have been misled by a demon.”

“Yer not a Kana-“ Motonari scowled in his direction, then apparently decided he had had enough of the Kanamori and Yoshiaki in general. “Never should have trusted that the shogun had the brains to pull this off.” He made a mocking bow toward Mitsuhide. “Until later.”

Then he stalked away.

Mitsuhide debated stopping him, but Goro was still outside the castle, and was smart enough to follow Motonari back to his lair, back to where Kennyo was holed up as well. At the moment, Yoshiaki was still the more dangerous of the two, and stopping the shogun was his primary mission.

And at least in this, he could keep an eye on Yoshimoto, ready to question him about Katsuko’s mysterious disappearance.

It was well into mid-morning before Yoshimoto and Mitsuhide were able to have their promised talk. With a bit of prompting from Mitsuhide, Mozumi had tottered up from his sickbed, and in no uncertain terms, told his vassals he was honoring an alliance with Nobunaga. Generally disgusted by the attitude of both the shogun and the too-proud Imagawa vassals, the Kanamori vassals and guards evicted their former allies.

Yoshimoto seemed to have exhausted his supply of diplomacy and was unable to convince his vassals to return to Kasugayama. Therefore, when Mitsuhide had finally followed the man back to his quarters, it was to watch him pack his things in order to journey with Yoshiaki. This was a journey that the Imagawa Prince was clearly dreading. “However, if I am with the shogun, I may be able to distract him from his plans, at least until he meets with an unfortunate accident.”

Mitsuhide raised his eyebrow but did not comment. In truth, whatever Yoshimoto was going to have to do to “distract” the shogun sounded even less pleasant than any plans to assassinate him.

“Yoshiaki is not good for this country.” Yoshimoto’s voice was quiet but full of conviction. “I am uncertain if Nobunaga is the answer, and certainly my cousin does not believe so. But Yoshiaki’s use of my vassals is a mess of my making, and I see now that I must do what I can to unsnarl it. In any case, even with what is left of the Imagawa clan, the shogun does not currently have the resources to make trouble.”

Though this was indisputable Mitsuhide resolved to keep an eye on the situation, well aware that even with a small force, the shogun was capable of plotting revenge. But he had a more urgent question to be answered. “Do you know where Katsuko is?”

“I expect she has returned to her original time.” Yoshimoto rummaged in the shelf and pulled out a familiar pack. Katsuko’s. “She is from the future. About four hundred and fifty years forward in time. And… if you think such a thing is impossible, I suggest you discuss the matter with Mai.” He plopped the pack in Mitsuhide’s hands.

He hadn’t realized he was even reaching for it.

It sounded less plausible than Yoshimoto’s tale of Hiko’s origins. If Mitushide hadn’t seen Katsuko and Iekane disappear between the castle walls and the ground, he would have accused Yoshimoto of telling more folk tales. But the explanation of time-travelling explained so much, not just about Katsuko, but also Mai. “She told you of this?”

Yet another bit of Katsuko that Yoshimoto knew and Mitsuhide did not. It… hurt that she had never confided this in him.

“She did not originally, though we have discussed it. I have been aware of the existence of time travel for several years, and Kenshin’s ninja is from the future as well.” Yoshimoto kept his focus on packing up his own belongings. Even though the man took care to neatly fold his clothing, his hands were shaking. “If I must spend the next few months with Yoshiaki, I will be unable to give Katsuko her things, not to mention her horse… if she returns. I am given to understand that she comes from a time of peace. Perhaps she has had enough of these troubled times and the people in it.”

Perhaps. Perhaps she is safer where she is now….

"I'm not going to Azuchi. There’s no place for me."

"You undervalue yourself. If we don’t find Akihira, you have plenty of skills to make yourself valuable at Azuchi. Your language facility alone would be enough for Nobunaga to employ you as a translator."

“I know. Actually he offered me a job the first time I met him. But that wasn't what I meant." She had then put her hand on his heart. "There's no room for me here."

Mitsuhide rubbed his chest, as if he could still feel that touch of her hand as she reached for something he had no business giving away. Something he was no longer certain he had.

 “Shall I unpack this?” Kyubei’s voice was full of impatience.

Mitsuhide looked up from the pile of reports on his desk, to find his vassal uncharacteristically out of sorts. He was holding the pack of Katsu’s things that Mitsuhide had brought back from Genba. Though he had turned the horse over to Ieyasu, who appeared to get along very well with the temperamental beast, Mitsuhide had kept control over the rest. Control… but he had yet to look through them. (He had of course, taken the time to decode his handmade copy of Akihira’s letter – however it did not contain anything beyond what he had already learned from Yoshimoto).

Her personal items… though it was unlikely she would ever return for them, it now seemed… impolite… to search them. However, to refuse Kyubei’s request would only make the man overly suspicious. “Dear me, I had forgotten I had that. Yes, of course.”

He bent his head over the correspondence. As expected, Goro had managed to track Motonari to the Chugoku region, which was still home to the Mouri clan. Unfortunately, he had not yet located where Motonari had stashed Kennyo, as it seemed they were indeed lying low until Spring. Meanwhile the Imagawa and Yoshimoto had not even bothered to keep their escort of Yoshiaki secret, and had blazed an easy to follow trail to the port city of Tsuruga. Thus far, the Shogun was simply throwing his weight around the city without managing to increase his meager forces. And…

A flash of turquoise silk caught his attention. The yukata he had had made for Katsuko. It seemed that she had kept it. Or at least tried to before she’d been pulled back to her original time. He watched Kyubei shake out the wrinkles, and then a scroll of paper fell out of the garment.

It rolled within Mitsuhide’s reach. Without thinking, he opened it, and was surprised to see a drawing of a young man. What was she doing with this? The drawing was old… creased… the paper thinning as if she had taken it out and looked at it many many times. The subject … was a familiar face.

“Katsu’s brother.” Kyubei answered a question he had not asked. “She has been searching for him for as long as I have known her. Apparently they were attacked by bandits and he was carried away, possibly sold to the Nanban.”

No he was not. Katsu’s brother was currently living in Sakai, working as a healer. Toshiie.

“Will you return to check on her?”

The man backed further away from the bed, glancing down at his stained clothing. “No… I can’t. Not like this.”  With that, he fled from the room.

Only after it was clear the healer had left the building did Shojumaru speak into the silence. “Toshiie is a strange one, but he’s saved many considered too injured to survive.”

If only he had thought to ask her brother’s name when she mentioned he’d disappeared. Or asked even one question about him. Of course she would have devoted her life to finding him… and of course she transferred that obsession to Aki when he disappeared as well. Having already lost her home, her mother, and her brother, she would be fixed upon finding the one person left to her.

The one person who could be left for her.

“Kyubei.”

“I am standing right in front of you, Lord Mitshide.” It was said with touch of dry humor.

“So you are.” He tapped the drawing. “This man is living in Sakai as a healer. He should be easy for you to find.”

Kyubei nodded. “And bring him to Azuchi?”

He considered for a moment. It had been clear that Toshiie had not wanted to be recognized by Katsu, had not wanted her to see him. “Not yet. Not unless he seems to be preparing to leave the city. Simply… watch the man, and report on his well-being.” If Toshiie needed help, Mitsuhide would provide it. If he wanted to return to the future to be with his sister, Mitsuhide would figure out how to make it happen. She deserved that much, at least.

“I will do so.” He laid Katsu’s belongings on Mitsuhide’s desk, bowed, and took himself out of the room.

Never happy with a task half-done, Mitsuhide finished unpacking her things, and finding a place for them amongst his own. Though he deemed her return unlikely, there was at least some comfort in placing her small shogi set on the shelf, putting her clothing next to his in the closet, and setting aside a place on his desk for her brush and ink. At the bottom of her pack, he found another letter, this one from the ninja Sasuke, though it simply named two places, Honno-jo and Togakushi, each followed by a series of dates. He suspected that this might be an item more easily decoded by Mai, so he set it aside.

Then, he returned to his report, making plans for his next journey, whether it be to Chugoku to root out Kennyo, or to Tsuruga to help bring about Yoshiaki’s “unfortunate accident.” Wherever his lord needed him to go.

He had work to do. Work that no one else could accomplish.

That no one else should be asked to accomplish.

It was to be Tsuruga, it seemed. A secret trip, so secret that Nobunaga would not even be aware of it until after Mitsuhide had left.

Instead of outright telling Mitsuhide to go to Chugoku, Nobunaga had surprisingly assigned that task to Keiji, who… Mitsuhide supposed was capable enough to avoid getting kidnapped by Motonari, but didn’t quite seem terribly skilled in… as Katsu would describe it, ‘the art of being invisible in plain sight.’ Nor had his lord believed that sending Mitsuhide to Tsuruga was necessary. “To make any move upon Yoshiaki while the man is not actively rebelling would be considered an insult to Emperor Ōgimachi. In your own words, the shogun is not keeping his activities in Tsuruga a secret. A few spies placed in the city will be sufficient for the winter months. We will lay a trap for him in spring, should he attempt another attack.”

With the rest of Nobunaga’s council as witness, Mitsuhide could do nothing but publically agree to Nobunaga’s plan. In private… well, Nobunaga hadn’t specifically said that Mitsuhide couldn’t be one of those spies.

And so, it was under the cover of darkness that Mitsuhide stepped out of the entry of his manor.

Whoosh.

Clang.

The telltale sound of a sword whistling through the air gave him enough warning to meet that sword with his own, easily diverting the strike… although his attacker hadn’t been aiming to kill. “My dear Hideyoshi, if you wished to pay me a visit, you had only to knock upon the door.”

Hideyoshi gestured to the door in question with his weapon. “After you.”

“As you can see my friend, I am on my way out. Perhaps tomorrow.” Or in a few weeks, when I have returned. When Hideyoshi lifted his sword again, Mitsuhide sighed. “I’d prefer not to take arms against you.” He could, if he put his mind to it, best Hideyoshi in battle, but that would defeat the purpose of leaving Azuchi undetected. More than likely they’d just send Masamune after him. Another who could not master the art of invisibility.

“I insist.” Hideyoshi normal manner of speaking was one of gentle bossiness, however in certain instances, he could become as immobile as a statue. This, clearly, was one of those instances.

Stubborn ass.

Bowing to the inevitable, Mitsuhide went back inside, into his office, with Hideyoshi close at his heels, so close that if he stopped suddenly, he was certain that the man would slam into him. “Do you not trust me? I am wounded to the core.”

“Of course I don’t trust you. Not in this at least.” Hideyoshi waited until Mitsuhide was seated before settling down between the desk and the door. “I would trust you with my life. I would not trust you with your own.”

“Perhaps I was simply on my way out for a late night stroll.” He brought out a bottle of sake, and two cups. He would not need to fight his way out… he could simply drink his way out, as Hideyoshi had a lower tolerance for alcohol.

“You were not. You plan to set yourself up as a traitor, offer aid to Yoshiaki, while the rest of us wonder how much is an act.” Hideyoshi took the offered sake cup, but set it in front of him untouched. “Much as you did this summer, when you pretended to support Kennyo. Such an act won’t work a second time.”

“On the contrary, most still believe I am a traitor, and those who don’t would not expect me to repeat myself.” He drank his own portion of sake, hoping that Hideyoshi would join automatically out of politeness. When Hideyoshi simply continued to look at him, Mitsuhide poured himself another. It seemed he would not be leaving tonight after all. “You and Mai are exceptions, not the rule.”

For the first time in months, speaking Mai’s name did not cause that internal twist of pain. Apparently what was needed to get past that was to inflect a far deeper wound upon himself.

“You are not required to take on the burdens of all of the unsavory tasks.” If Hideyoshi settled back on his heels, looking as if he intended to spend the night if necessary. This was confirmed when the man gestured to Katsu’s shogi set. “Up for a game?”

“I didn’t realize you played. No… not that one.” Mitsuhide pulled his larger shogi table out from the corner, and withdrew the tiles from the drawer hidden inside.

“I know how to play, but as you are aware, Nobunaga prefers Go. There’s not been any time to play for my own entertainment.” Hideyoshi began setting up the tiles in the wrong order, immediately disproving the ‘know how to play,’ claim. “What is wrong with the other set?”

“Nothing is wrong. It simply does not belong to me.” He considered resetting the tiles in the correct order – or at the very least, flipping the ones that were wrong side up over - before deciding that it might be an interesting experiment to start from this unusual pattern. He therefore set out his own pieces mirroring Hideyoshi’s.

“How did it come to be in your possession?” Again ignoring the conventions of the game, Hideyoshi moved his tile first.

“Katsu… er, Kaya, was not able to take it with her when …” Mitsuhide paused, then figured that Katusko’s origins would not be a surprise to Hideyoshi. “… when she returned to her own time.”

“Did you simply let her go, or did you drive her away?” Hideyoshi moved his rook in a direction that the piece was not legally able to make.

“Are you certain you know the rules of this game?” When Hideyoshi simply answered the question with an ashamed smile, Mitsuhide gave up and began building a fortress with his tiles. “In this particular case, her return was somewhat of an accident of fate.” Or something involved with Iekane’s strange device.

Hideyoshi reached out a finger and knocked over Mitsuhide’s fort. “Was it? And the circumstances that led to this accident? Also fate? Granted, my information is third hand, as I am only aware of what Kyubei told Mai.”

“Kyubei is too loyal to gossip.” He thought a moment. “Mai charmed the information out of him.”

“While I’m certain she could do just that, in this case, your vassal is worried about you. You have jumped from one dangerous escapade to another without stopping to rest.” Hideyoshi nodded at the pack that Mitsuhide had brought back inside. “That seems rather a large bag if you were simply going for a midnight stroll.”

“Oh my, you do have a rather liberal definition of escapades. I prefer the word missions, and they are vital to the health of Nobunaga’s cause.” Although as honest as Hideyoshi was, maybe he would never understand the necessity of having one person willing to crawl through the muck for the good of the whole.

“Must it be you? Must it be now?” The question was posed philosophically. There was no anger in Hideyoshi’s tone. He began picking up the tiles and rearranging them again, this time in the correct formation on the board.

“It absolutely cannot be you. Not only it is essential that there be one person on the Devil King’s side with an unblemished reputation… you could not do that to Mai.” Hadn’t the entire experience with Motonari convinced Hideyoshi of that?

“Ah.”

“’Ah?’” Mitsuhide put his hands in his lap in an attitude of peaceful silence. After a long moment, he said, “You must be aware that I am well versed in the art of interrogation. Dropping a one syllable ah and waiting only works if you target feels he has something he must say. Therefore. Ah?”

“You believed, perhaps still believe, that you are in love with Mai.” Hideyoshi professionally tossed five pawns in the air, and counted the results. “I win first move.”

“Setting aside the issue of the truth of that statement, you can’t possibly think I would attempt to take her from you. I’ve known from the start that you and Mai are two halves of one.” He watched as Hideyoshi play an advanced opening. Apparently during the first ‘game’ Hideyoshi had been teasing him. Interesting. He hadn’t thought the man had it in him.

“Yes, we are.” Hideyoshi smiled. “I suspect, however, that you also believe that we,” he gestured to himself then to Mitsuhide, “are also two halves of one. I am the light half and you are the dark half.”

“Interesting theory.” Mitsuhide studied the game board, and realized that he would have to work to win this match.

“There’s more.”

“Oh do enlighten me.”

“I suspect that you were less in love with Mai, than with the idea of sacrificing a chance of happiness, as penance for the things you believe you must do.” Without even a shred of reluctance, Hideyoshi advanced the knight. Demon killer opening.

It was also, one of Mitsuhide’s favorite openings. He knew how to counteract it. He moved a pawn to protect the bishop.

Hideyoshi wasn’t finished with lecture. “Do you think that because I’m the right hand and you’re the left, that if I am happy, you must be miserable? You are permitted happiness, my friend… you only need to reach for it.”

“My happiness, as it were, is about four hundred and fifty years in the future. That is a bit of a reach.” Instead, he reached for his sake cup, and finding it empty, refilled it. “Even if there weren’t some rather pressing issues to take care of here. Kennyo. Motonari. Yoshiaki. Not to mention Kenshin and Shingen.” Although from what Yoshimoto had said, it appeared that Shingen had also travelled to the future. He and Katsuko might even be in the same place.

And… that was something he didn’t want to contemplate.

“Mitsunari has analyzed the situation and does not believe any of them will make a move until Spring. That gives us five months to plan. That also gives you some time to determine how to make amends to your Kaya. Time that will be available to you if you give up on these suicide missions.” Hideyoshi’s silver general ruthlessly tore a hole in Mitsuhide’s line of pawns.

“She is … not mine.” Even discounting the rest of Hideyoshi’s words, discounting the issue of time travel, or the necessity of the missions at hand, even if he could believe that the Gods would permit one such as himself to have a love… “My life is dangerous, and she would never be safe.”

“No one is safe anywhere, and would you not rather keep her at your side, than wonder what sort of danger she has gotten herself is into alone?” Perhaps thinking he had gotten the final word, Hideyoshi was silent for a while, as they moved from the opening of the game, until… “Check.”

Mitsuhide blinked as he searched the board for options. How had this happened? He never lost.

“I cheated when your back was turned to get more sake,” Hideyoshi said, unprompted. “No one is purely good or purely evil.”

Message received.

Be honest. Can you live without her?

No. He could not.

For that matter, he supposed he was curious to see if Hideyoshi could handle it if Katsuko went full on chaos goblin in Azuchi. It would serve him right if she did.

Mitsuhide picked up the piece of paper with the mysterious numbers and dates. “I suppose I should ask Mai what she knows about time travel.”

“Oh Good!” Without warning, Mai suddenly bounded into the room. At Mitsuhide’s raised eyebrow, she added, “Kyubei let me in after you guys. I was the back-up plan if Hideyoshi couldn’t change your mind.”

She plopped down in Hideyoshi’s lap. “Now… let me tell you about a modern concept we call the Grand Romantic Gesture. It’s got to be big, not just flowers, but something meaningful. Oh, and when you get settled we need to go on a double date…”

Hideyoshi met Mitsuhide’s gaze. “I believe I will have another drink now.”

@lorei-writes @selenacosmic @bestbryn @lyds323 @tele86 @akitsuneswife

[lilliemeadowsxoxo]

What is a favorite personal HC of your ikesen faves (or suitors in general)?

There's quite a few

Protective suitors x teen mc

Shrine ikesen x cleaner mc

Spirit ikesen x mc

Serial killer MC x ikesen

Anything involving motonari

Pregnant mc

Stripper mc

Babygirl era mc (like she's all puffy dress and pouty lips)

Short mc

Yandere ikesen

Ikesen aren't dating mai, and mai takes them to the future and introduced them to a friend the mc who's a lingerie model

Victoria secret worker mc

Secret agent/assassin mc

And there are So many more, all of which I found on Tumblr or tiktok

[dragonmasterkaylz]

Motonari x Kiyomi

For context, Kiyomi Chiba is my MC for Ikémen Sengoku and she’s a Shinobi who works for Nobunaga Oda after she gets zapped up from her own time along with Sasuke. But unlike him, she already knew how to fight way before she entered the Sengoku Era. When she met Motonari, she rescued Mai and put herself in her place. Since then, Kiyomi and Motonari have had a rivalry like no other, due to their hotheaded personalities and fighting styles. This is just a sneak peak into how their relationship would go after they finally fall in love. Also, Motonari is her ideal suitor.

Before Marriage…

Motonari: *Breathing Heavily*

Kiyomi: *Also Breathing Heavily*

…

Motonari: Argh! I can’t carry on like this! Are ya somehow related to me or somethin’?!

Kiyomi: Hahaha! Nah! I’m just that good!

…

Motonari: *Blushes* Y-Ya wanna go out…? Ya know… as a couple…?

Kiyomi: *Blushes* Huh…?

Kiyomi: *Face Goes Red* WHY ARE YA ASKING ME SOMETHIN’ LIKE THAT IN A MIDDLE OF A FIGHT, YA IDIOT?!!!

Motonari: *Face Also Goes Red* YES OR NO!!! IT’S THAT SIMPLE!!!

Kiyomi: FINE!!! I’LL GO ON A STUPID DATE WITH YA!!!

…

Kicho: Um… I thought we were going war with you both.

Motonari & Kiyomi: *Look At Him With Deadly Glares* Haaah…?

Motonari: Ya interruptin’ us?

Kiyomi: I’ll kill ya…

Kicho: (Oh shit!)

After Marriage…

Kiyomi: *Slams Door Open and Sits Down*

Nobunaga: So good you could join us—?!

Kiyomi: Shut up!

Masamune: Woah! What’s got you so angry?

Kiyomi: *Blushes Heavily* You interrupted my romantic morning with my husband!!!

Hideyoshi: *Sighs* Kiyomi, I understand you’re newlyweds… but this is more important—!

Motonari: *Slams Door Open* You… bastards…! *Dark Glare*

Mitsuhide: Oh dear… someone made—?!!

Kiyomi: *Punches Mitsuhide*

Keiji, Mitsunari & Masamune: *Flinch*

Kiyomi: *Pretends Nothing Happened* Good morning darling~!

Motonari: *Blushes* Y-You saw me earlier…, ya idiot! *Smiles Slightly*

Mitsuhide: *Bleeding*

Mai & Nobunaga: Yeah… those two are made for each other….

END

[lordsister]

Method of Teasing (Motonari Mouri x MC)

A/N: So this is going to have chapters for Mitsuhide, Kenshin, and Mitsunari too because wow, people like this a lot more than I thought they would. Which is amazing and makes me so happy!^^

Previous chapters--> Nobunaga, Ieyasu

Thank you @thetwinkims for beta reading! And hope you enjoy it @odissey061!

I do not own Ikemen Sengoku or any of its characters. I do, however, own the plot of this fanfic.

My ko-fi:  https://ko-fi.com/lordsister (please consider donating if you enjoy my work!^^)

He knew he was teasing her, the handsome bastard. He thought he could get her flustered with those tight pants and his fine ass and those smirks he sent over his shoulder at her when he caught her staring?

Well, he was damn right!

This wasn’t fair at all. Unlike most men of the Sengoku period who wore a kimono or hakama pants or other loose-fitting trousers, Motonari stood out in his form-fitting apparel, the material clinging to his muscled legs and leaving little to the imagination when it came to outlining his sculpted rear. Because that’s the only word she could use to describe it - sculpted. 

While she was more than appreciative of her lover’s physique, MC didn’t know how much more of his teasing her heart could stand. How was it that she had fallen in love with the only man in the Sengoku period who wore pants like those? Or maybe that was one of the big things that had first attracted her? She didn’t know anymore.

“Liking the view, sweetheart?” a familiar, sultry voice asked from above. Blinking, she shook her head only to realize that she had zoned out while staring at the very object of her thoughts as Motonari climbed one of the many rope ladders used to adjust the sails. “Aw, don’t be shy. It’s all yours.” 

The sensation of her cheeks lighting up was becoming uncomfortably familiar. “Motonari! Don’t say stuff like that out in the open!” As if her blush wasn’t bad enough, her voice came out as more whining than scolding, only adding to her embarrassment. Groaning, she turned around on her heel and covered her flaming face with both hands.

A heartbeat later, there was a thud on the planks next to her as her lover let go of the rope and dropped to his feet beside her. She was sure he looked amazing doing it, damn him. MC had no choice but to look at him as he settled one hand on her hip while the other grabbed her wrist, tugging her hands away from her face.“And why not, love? It’s not like it isn’t true. And everyone around here certainly knows it.”

God, the look he was giving her was the visual definition of ‘rogue,’ red eyes narrowed teasingly and lips curved up in a delicious smirk. She couldn’t decide if she wanted to smack that look off his face or kiss him breathless.

“B-Because it’s embarrassing…” she trailed off, attempting to avert her gaze only to have a finger under her chin draw it back. 

“How can I help myself when you look so cute with your cheeks all red like that?” Before she could protest, his lips captured hers in a chaste kiss that somehow managed to leave her breathless in typical Motonari fashion. “You look even cuter all kissed like that.”

‘Screw it.’ Grabbing his lapels, MC pulled him into a longer, more passionate kiss, allowing his strong arms to tug her flush against him. “What am I going to do with you?” she panted against his lips when they parted long moments later, frowning at him. 

“I don’t know.” Hands grasped sensuously at her sides and his nose brushed hers, red eyes glancing at her kiss-reddened lips. “Love me forever? Kiss me again? Take me down to our cabin and have your way with me?” 

“All of the above.”

His smirk widened. “I was hoping you’d say that.”

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‘Damn him!’ she thought, even as she stroked her fingers through his snowy locks and gazed down at him with undeniable love in her gaze. The soft smile on his face as he slumbered away with his head on her chest and his arms wrapped around her made her heart melt, it was so sweet and affectionate, so different from the pirate’s usual hardness. 

The reason behind MC’s internal cursing was the fact that she had been rendered weak under his teasing again. As much as she enjoyed the fruits of his teasing, she felt that he was more than due to receive some teasing in return. How though? More than half the time she ended up a blushing mess, helpless under his charms as he wooed her relentlessly. If she was going to tease him and win at it, she had to do something he wouldn’t expect, something that would render him just as flustered as she was when he caught her staring earlier-

Wait. 

Her hand came to a halt in his hair, her eyes flying open to focus on the ceiling planks above her. Would that work? As far as she knew, he wouldn’t expect it, not from her. Maybe it would be enough to leave him flustered too? On second thought, it was Motonari she was talking about. She had only seen him flustered a few rare instances and having his ass smacked probably wasn’t going to add to that short list.

Even so...it was worth a try. And even if he wasn’t surprised, she would probably enjoy his reaction anyway. 

Pressing her smile into her lover’s hair, she tried not to giggle too loudly as she cuddled him. She loved Motonari so much, loved seeing the new expressions and sides of him that appeared with each new experience they shared, and she couldn’t wait to see how he reacted when she gave him a taste of his own medicine.

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For the next few days after MC thought of the idea to tease him, she did her best not to give any of what she was planning away, easier said than done considering how observant he was, particularly when it came to her. She tried to keep her eyes from lingering on him, focusing on whatever was on hand instead, but she could tell her lack of attention was starting to annoy him. 

“Whatcha thinking, princess?” Motonari asked from his place at the wheel as she sat against the rail a few paces away, mending clothes and supply bags. 

Looking up, she smiled at him, trying to keep her expression from giving too much away as he peered at her from the corners of his eyes. “Not much. Why do you ask?”

His gaze slid back to the horizon, adjusting the course of the ship as the wind changed imperceptibly. “You’ve been quiet lately. Distant.” He turned back to her again, searching red eyes watching her as he kept one hand on the wheel. “Is something wrong?”

“No.” Unless you counted lying in wait to spring a naughty prank as “something wrong.” 

The Motonari she knew now really was so different from the rough, near-mad sea dog she first encountered. Before, he wouldn’t have cared a bit about such a subtle change in her behavior, would have brushed it off as long as she was still breathing and useful. She counted herself lucky to have gained his affection and learned of this new side to him. 

Gesturing to a crew member to take his place, Motonari strode over and crouched before her, taking her chin in his hand. “You know to tell me if something is wrong though.” It was more statement than question, a repetition of something he had made clear early on in their relationship.

“I know and I will.” Banishing thoughts of her prank for now, MC reached up to lace her fingers through his calloused ones. “Don’t worry, Motonari. I’m perfectly okay.” Maybe she was trying too hard not to be obvious, but truthfully she was really excited to try out what she had in mind. She hadn’t meant to worry Motonari though, and she leaned into his touch, trying to convey that she was alright and how grateful she was for his care.

“If you say so, I’ll trust you.” The hand she held suddenly tugged her to her feet, the fabric and sewing box in her lap falling to the deck as he led her down the wooden steps and towards the lower decks.

“Motonari? Where are we going?” 

“To find some food. I’m hungry and I know you are too.”

She could tell he was still trying to fix whatever was or wasn’t wrong the best way he knew how - by taking care of her basic needs - and it warmed her heart to know he was that invested in her mental and physical wellbeing. It made part of her want to tease him even more than before, to show him she could stand toe to toe with him on this too.

Leaning closer to him and returning his smile, she could barely wait to see how he reacted to what she had in store for him.

The big question, she realized, was whether she should pull her stunt in front of his crew or when they were alone together. He had always been openly affectionate with her in front of his men, but he hated appearing weak or vulnerable in front of them too. She probably spent too much time deliberating over it, but eventually she decided to do it out in the open. He was always teasing her in plain sight. It was only fair she do the same.

A few more days of waiting and there he was again, looking as magnificent as always in the sunlight as he went about ordering his crew around. It was distracting as usual, but now it made MC more nervous than before, making her fidget in place as she tried to figure out what to do with her hands. How should she hold them when she was planning on using them to smack her boyfriend’s ass?

“Oi! Are you listening to me, princess?” 

Blinking, she found her vision filled with Motonari’s frowning face a few mere inches from her own, his hands on his hips as he bent down a little to meet her gaze. “Ah, sorry. I guess I got distracted there.”

“Hmm?” Straightening, he smirked that smirk that told her teasing was about to come. “Admiring me again?”

Instead of denying it this time, she smiled secretively and said, “...Maybe.”

A fine white eyebrow lifted in delight and he tilted his head to the side. “Oh? Admitting it now?”

Meeting the playfulness in his eyes in turn, she answered, “Well, you did say it was mine after all, didn’t you?”

A few wolf whistles and low exclamations of amusement came from the crew members within ear shot, a couple of them shooting wide grins and winks her way as their captain spun on his heel to face them, turning his back to her.

“Hey! Back to work, all of you-ah!” Her hand bounced off the firm muscle of his butt and his head snapped around as the smack resounded in the air, instantly making the deck grow quiet as crew members’ jaws dropped.

The vulnerable look of surprise on his face was something she had seen only a handful of times before, an expression he made when he was well and truly caught off guard. It made her feel more triumphant than she thought it would. A smile very much like his own stretched her lips as he stared down at her, baffled. Another second later, the deck erupted into hearty guffaws and whistles, other crew members emerging from parts of the ship to see what the commotion was about. 

Motonari ignored it all, a wild light in his eyes as he licked his lips and advanced on her. She had honestly never seen him so riled up before. “My princess is feeling playful, huh?” Wrapping an arm around her as his other hand dove into the hair at the back of her head, he tilted her head up to his, his breath fanning against her face as he husked, “I like that,” before his lips attacked hers and all chaos broke loose.

Needless to say, she was much more liberal with her teasing after that.

[leonardhoee]

A Rant About Ikesen’s Treatment of Motonari

I’ve been away from tumblr for a while but I had to come back for this.

So something I’ve noticed throughout playing Ikesen is the way that the game is very biased agains Motonari and I think it needs to be addressed because he is the only brown character and his portrayal is full of harmful stereotypes against brown men. I love this game but I haven't seen a single person acknowledge how badly Motonari is treated by the creators and the fandom as a result of that.

Also any racist comments will be blocked.

Possible route spoilers under the cut…

So lets start with the obvious, he is the only dark skinned character in Ikesen and when I first started playing I was so happy about that because finally (regardless of his ethnicity which honestly in this portrayal of him can be up for debate, I HC him as south East Asian) we are getting some representation. Throughout the game though I started noticing a lot of harmful stereotypes being thrown onto him that none of the other characters face.

Both him and Nobunaga are relatively misogynistic, I’m not denying that at all. However the way it is portrayed in their routes is very different. Nobunaga should in fact have sexual harassment charges, yet its romanticized repeatedly throughout his route. Motonari on the other hand treated MC as a possession the same way Nobunaga did, however he is shown as aggressive and scary as opposed to Nobunaga being shown as sexy and romantic.

There is also a difference in their respective CG’s 

Motonari’s CG is shown much more threatening and aggressive than Nobunaga’s

That brings me to my next point. Every other antagonist so far is shown to have a gentle and redeemable side. Kenshin threatened to wage war on the whole country while keeping MC locked in a cell yet he is still shown to be gentle and romantic. Kennyo repeatedly kidnaps and threatens MC’s life in other routes yet he is shown as a gentle monk who just wants revenge for his fallen brethren. Why doesn't Motonari get that level of consideration and empathy? Why is he, the only brown man, shown as an aggressive two-dimensional brute in every single route that isn’t his own? And this is a harmful stereotype that shows itself in all kinds of media. Brown men are depicted as predatory and aggressive both in fiction and real life.

This leads me to his ethnicity (I’m only talking about Ikesen’s portrayal of Motonari, I am well aware he was a Japanese warlord irl). In his route there is a part where he is talking about slavery and colonialism. As a South Asian woman I completely understand his perspective and its what got me thinking about this subject in the first place.

This subject is clearly personal to him. These lines, the way he looks as opposed to the other characters, and the fact that he speaks Spanish (around this time period the Philippines were being colonized by Spain), leads me to head cannon him as South East Asian, specifically Filipino. However, historically, Motonari comes from a region of Southern Japan, which is known as Hiroshima today. Cybird meant to market him as Okinawan. A large part of the reason Motonari is being treated this way by Cybird stems from the fact that people from Okinawa face racism from mainland Japan. Considering the fact that this game was made in Japan, and knowing what we know about their history of colonization, racism, and east asian beauty standards revolving around colorism, I am honestly not surprised that Motonari is being portrayed like this.

Until now they just showed his reason for fighting the Oda to be “oh I just want to watch the world burn for no reason”. But no that’s not the reason. These lines. That’s the reason. A lot of the context behind those lines comes from the fact that comes from because people from mainland Japan treated Okinawan people as slaves. He doesn’t want to see another colonizer come into power. Sure he’s a bit of an extremist but historically people who have this ideology have always been portrayed as savage and barbaric and “against the betterment of society” (think Jet from atla or even Malcom x). It’s no different in ikesen. The devs are clearly villainizing this ideology. Let’s not forget the fact that irl Hideyoshi invaded Korea. And the fact that anime and otome games are part of Japan’s way of erasing their war crimes and rebranding themselves to the rest of the world. It’s blatantly obvious here with the way they’re villainizing Motonari for having a perfectly valid reason to fight the Oda. If Japan stays divided they can’t invade and colonize other countries like the Philippines can they? Anti-colonialism = bad. 

Lastly I want to talk about how they downplayed his abilities as a leader and a warlord in his own right. In all the other routes he is depicted as less educated and frankly “dumb”, and it shows itself in his speech patterns too. Compared to Nobunaga and Mitsuhide, Motonari’s speech is stereotypically “less educated” and “lower class”. Yet he is just as much of a leader as any of the other warlords. However instead of acknowledging that, the game chooses to focus on his crimes and behavior as a pirate, instead of his role as the head of the Mouri clan.

At one point Kicho even compares his intelligence to a fifth grader which just rubs me the wrong way because lets take a moment to actually look at Motonari’s abilities. He is multilingual, has knowledge of global politics and economics, is an amazing businessman, and extremely analytical. He is literally known as the God of Decit, yet I did not hear that name once until his route came out. His strategies are good enough to be called a god, yet that is completely buried in the other routes in order to simplify his character into a trigger happy psychopath and a violent brute. He is just as smart as Nobunaga yet he is not given the credit he deserves.

Both Motonari and Nobunaga are extremely similar yet because of the horribly biased portrayals, Motonari is one of the least popular characters whereas Nobunaga is the second most popular. It makes me angry to see people in the fandom choosing to blindly hate Motonari without recognizing the fact that this stems from a frankly racist portrayal of an extremely intelligent and powerful character. Although truthfully, I blame the devs because if they had given his character even half the consideration and depth the others got, this would not be the case. 

You can disagree with me if you want. I am simply bringing attention to something I haven’t seen being addressed.

I hope in future routes, events, and sequels he is treated better by the devs and and the fandom. Please stop projecting racist stereotypes onto brown men.

[nobunagas-chatelaine]

Self Care

Kenshin : Self care is actually getting into fights with randoms in dark alleys. MC : No, self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath, or putting on a lot of makeup if you like it, or taking a nice warm nap! Kennyo : Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you!! Self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists!! Self care is the fear in your enemies’ eyes!!! Masamune : Lmao self care is taking your birthday cake just so I can eat the frosting. Kicho : If you touch my birthday cake I’ll make you eat your hands.

[selenacosmic]

Masterlist 3✧

The last update- 18. 11. 24

Ikemen sengoku

Headcanon.

General MC.

Warlords comforting MC after a loss.

The warlords’ children pranking them.

MC’s dog searches for her everywhere.

Nurse MC who honors the HIPPA

MC with a scar on her throat.

Japanese dragon MC lets them touch her reverse scales.

MC performs aarthi.

Teen!MC pulling a Mulan.

Warlords comfort MC after a big fight.

Pretty girl MC X Motonari.

Friendship beyond years.- pt 1

Claws and sweets. - shingen

An idol and his makeup artist - shingen

Warlords during a PTA meeting with teen!MC’s teacher.

Falling in love again. (1/2) - 2022 birthday special.

Falling in love again (2/2) - 2022 birthday special.

A sugared birthday (1/2) - 2023 birthday special.

A sugared birthday (2/2) - 2023 birthday special - nsfw.

Teen!MC pranks them with an airhorn.

MC and the warlords switch bodies.

The warlords switch bodies.

Friendship beyond years. Pt.2

Warlords comfort a stressed out MC.

MC screaming because of a spider. Pt.2

The warlords doing challenges for MC.

The warlords spending time with their families.

MC who has rosecea.

The warlords meet Kratos.

Warlords catch Teen!MC listening to boyfriend ASMR.

Painter MC asks to paint them.

Shingen with an MC that flirts back.

A Spider-Man MC (Gender neutral).

Shy MC that looks stoic to them.

Nobunaga with a cute MC.

Nurse MC who respects HIPPA pt.2

Fairy MC.

MC asks her warlord friends for love advice.

Masamune has a fight with his daughter.

Nobunaga’s teenage son falls in love with Teen!MC.

MC interrupts their streaming.

Which warlords would like a hyper feminine MC.

A MC!Valkyrie in the sengoku era.

A summer date(Shingen Takeda).

Idol MC.

Yandere warlords, but with consequences.

Teen!MC thinks her room is haunted.

Witch MC.

Rakugo actress MC.

Shingen gets injured and MC treats him. ^

If MC adopted an animal.

Warlords reaction to a genius but traumatized child.

A tanuki like MC.

MC is into spooky things.

MC’s friend from stranger things. ^

MC who can’t be teased.^

[the12thnightproject]

Chapter 30: Cinnamon and Sandalwood. Katsu misses one connection, but makes another.

Mitsuhide x OC; Hideyoshi x MC (Mai)

All Chapters Archived on Ao3 

Logline - With Mai, Hideyoshi, and Aki missing, Mitsuhide and Katsuko reluctantly team up. Disguised as a merchant and his concubine, can they outsmart the man known as the God of Deceit?

Within another day, we'd arrived back in Sakai, although only Mitsuhide and I disembarked (Kyubei had taken a faster route by hitching a ride with the Oda atakebune). The others planned to sail further north to Osaka, then travel to Azuchi over land. While Mitsuhide received last minute instructions from Nobunaga… and last minute goodbye hugs from Mai, I made myself useful by checking that our supplies were ready to be transferred off the ship.

Though Mitsuhide hadn't specifically stated what we were returning for, I expected we still had to deal with de Sousa, and for that matter, it wasn't completely out of the question that ‘Shojumaru’ would reappear and brazen it out. After all, he was fairly well established and...

Toshiie?

After seven years, it's possible that my brother would have been changed out of recognition. And maybe my mind was playing tricks on me, for the man I had spotted rounding a corner from the dock had only been in my field of vision for a moment. But many times, a moment is enough.

His hair was much longer.

His walk was the same.

Abandoning our luggage as well as all sense of self preservation, I zoomed down the gangplank and sprinted after the man – my brother -  pushing past sailors and merchants in my haste. Toshiie hadn't seen me, and when I rounded the corner into the main street, it took me a moment to find him again. He was striding toward the main market area with a sense of purpose.

Even though it was a futile act, I yelled after him. "Toshiie!"  

The man didn’t turn around. But he probably hadn’t heard me yell over the throng of people out on this bright afternoon.

Luckily I had always been faster than he was, and I increased my pace, bobbing and weaving around the slowly meandering shoppers, until I reached the intersection of the outdoor market and the shopping district, and skidded to a halt, turning several times to reorient myself.

He was gone.

I stood there for a moment trying to guess his most likely direction. Had he gone into the spice merchant’s shop? The ceramics warehouse? Maybe he was visiting the Chinese herbalist or, had he not gone into a building at all? Had he continued on to a residential area?

"Is it beyond your ability to stay in one place for any amount of time longer than a heartbeat?" Mitsuhide’s arm locked around my shoulders as he all but propelled me out of the market.

"But I thought I saw- " Oh what was the point? Toshiie, if that had been he, was long gone, and I, as Katsu, was out and about in daylight. Not in my Kaya disguise, which, from the speed Mitsuhide was pulling me into the shadows, was apparently still in play.

“Who or what did you see, Brat?" Left unsaid again was an implied that was so important you took off without telling me. “Did Motonari make his way back already?”

My brother.

I didn’t say it loud enough for Mitsuhide to hear. Again. What did it matter now? The further away we got from the market, the less certain I was that I had even seen him. “No. I thought I saw someone from years ago. But now... I don’t know.”

“The man who tried to kill you? Iekane?” If possible, Mitsuhide’s glower became fiercer. “Or… Akihira?”

I shook my head. “No. Someone who’s been missing for a lot longer… so… Probably just in my imagination.”

Mitsuhide glanced over his shoulder toward the market, where the late day crowds were dispersing while merchants packed up their stalls. Impossible to tell what he'd thought of my claim. "Come along, we've much to do."

He didn’t further enlighten me, and stuck by a sudden exhaustion, I could only follow along mutely. In awkward silence, we returned to the building that had been our so called ‘love nest’ for the better part of the last few weeks. It was almost a comfort to be somewhere familiar. Home at last.

Unsure of where to go, in fact without any energy to even climb up to the second floor, I sat on the staircase and waited idly as Mitsuhide and Kyubei, who had easily beaten us home, huddled over a stack of reports that had arrived while we were gone. Only little bits of conversation drifted over to me, not enough to make sense. But whatever Mitsuhide’s spies had discovered was enough to make both men frown in concern.

After receiving low-voice instructions, Kyubei nodded and pulled his long hair up into a tight knot on his head. He was as much a master of disguise as Mitsuhide. They both could fully inhabit a new character with just a few alterations to hair and clotting. Dressed as he was in a somber blue, and carrying a prayer staff, Kyubei could be mistaken as a wandering monk – which, I imagine was in fact the point. He bowed to us both, piously, and slipped out the door.

Once Kyubei had set off, Mitsuhide and I were alone again. He glanced at the stairs, where I had been parked since we'd arrived. One eyebrow went up. "Dear me, I hadn’t expected you to interpret 'don't move,’ so literally. You’ve never been this obedient in the past, and I’m defining ‘the past’ as earlier today."

He loomed over me, staring. Which only made sense, given I was blocking his way to the second floor.

"May I have Aki’s letter now?" It was only one of a lot of things I would like to ask him, but it was also the one I had the most chance of getting.

"Noticed it’s no longer in the box, did you?" He didn’t move from his spot. Still looming. For such a lithe, elegant man, he practiced the art of looming quite well.

"I know you took it with you when you went to Azuchi.” I’m sure he was aware I had searched his room while he was gone. “After that… it was less noticing and more of a logical assumption." I shrugged. "I would have moved it."

"If we're going to be making demands…” He was back to the royal we again. "Would it not make more sense to have this conversation in the living area? You can't be comfortable like that."

The stair was digging into my back, true. But going upstairs, the location of so many of our experiences over the past few months, seemed like the fastest way to throw us back into a pattern of disagreements and negotiation.

Then again, at least he would not be looming.

I got up and turned toward the second floor.

"You're not heading for your doom." His voice was almost in my ear. "You may cease walking like a prisoner on their way to her execution any time now."

That wasn’t worthy of a response. Anything I said could and would be used against me.

Once we were settled in Mitsuhide’s more personal office space, this time with a cup of tea that he'd pretty much pressed into my hands, Mitsuhide shifted into a leisurely stance, one that suggested he was completely confident of the outcome of future negotiations, and said, "Akihira’s letter. Dear me, whatever did I do with it? My memory is so faulty these days. Perhaps it exists with the memory of you promising to do what I ordered."

Ah. I knew we’d be getting to this sooner or later. I’d figured he’d confront me again while we were onboard the Oda ship, but he’d been too busy. Or maybe, he had, like a parental figure, left me to think about what I had done.

Cupping both hands around my tea, I borrowed its warmth, hoping that it would give me courage to endure the discussion – a discussion that loomed just as much as Mitsuhide had done on the stairs. "If you'd bothered to ask me what happened instead of assuming I willfully disobeyed you, you would discover your memory is not faulty at all. I meant to stay in the tree. I would have stayed in the tree, but Mai chose that night to overpower her guard, and the commander got suspicious. He sent another guard to check on her, and I was afraid that one would raise the alarm."

"Mai overpowered her guard?" He sounded skeptical, though I don’t know why. Mai was sweet, sure, but she was more than willing to deal with danger if necessary.

"She hit him with a bucket then garrotted him with the chain. Well not permanently. I expect he'll have a sore throat for a while, but he should have survived." I took him through the thoughts that had led me to the conclusion that I needed to help her out.

For a long time, Mitsuhide was quiet. "You were wrong, as evidenced by the fact that Hideyoshi and I did have to fight our way to that building, so the very thing you intended to prevent occurred anyway.” He swirled the tea around in his cup. "That said, I acquit you of disobeying my order on a whim. Though your conclusion was wrong, I agree that you had few options to choose from." He shook his head. "I'm not sure what to do with you."

Why did he have to do anything? Our charade ought to be ending soon. When, or if, Motonari returned to Sakai, he already knew who we were. In fact he could have communicated this information to the other merchants of Sakai already. What was the point of continuing this way?

I hated to admit it, but the only clue I had to Aki's location was the fact the Iekane had been involved in the theft of the weapons. Even that was tenuous, which was why…"Aki's letter? Please?” If I could finish reading it, I might have a better idea of where he could have gone. Francisco had said the letter was written years ago, but that didn’t negate the possibility that it would have a clue to his current location. Though if it was not a where but a when, I could probably dissolve this partnership. No matter what Mitsuhide promised me, I couldn’t expect him to follow me through space and time.

"It's under my futon mattress." He smirked at me. "Had you ever opened up renegotiations, I expect you would have discovered it naturally, as it does tend to crackle when I lie down on it."  

Ignoring the tease (although it was kind of a relief that he was indeed teasing me again), I got to my feet. "Under your mattress? That's the most-"

"Obvious location.'' A sip of tea, very likely for dramatic effect. "And yet you failed to look there."

Well. I had looked there the first time I searched. I just hadn't looked there again after finding the puzzle box, figuring that he had another such box somewhere. "May I go get?"

"Again, I find myself incredulous that you're finally located your manners. I was under the impression that you would simply take it." The cool tones, so arrogant in his thought that he'd figured me out.

"Well I would if you weren’t home, but it did feel a little rude, I suppose, when you were sitting right here." I shrugged. "And I really don't want to wait until you go out... unless... you'd like to leave right now and let me think I am getting away with something?" Two can play this ‘I've figured you out’ game, Sir.

He stared. Then his lips quivered before giving way to a full on belly laugh. "Go. Go." Between spasms of laughter he waved his hand toward his room.

I went. His laughter followed me down the corridors.

The room smelled thickly of cinnamon and sandalwood, and more scent arose as I lifted up the mattress to find my father's letter. It was as neatly folded as the last time I had seen it, though I was sure he had again tried to decode it, especially once I had given him some of the key. I was confident though, he hadn't solved it all yet. There hadn't been a chance to do so before we’d been captured by Motonari, and if he'd indeed learned of the time travel, I couldn't imagine that he wouldn't have asked me about it. Still…

I unfolded it to confirm that it was the correct letter, and with all the pages intact. Then, I spent a moment smoothing out the sheets on the futon. It again seemed only polite, and I figured Mitsuhide to be someone who preferred a neat bed at night.

Cinnamon and sandalwood. The smell had become comforting. Familiar. Before standing up again, I leaned over, and took a long whiff.

When I turned, Mitsuhide was leaning in the doorframe. The smirk had returned to his face.

Kill me now.

Eyebrow up.

I braced myself.

"I'm beginning to suspect you are indeed interested in renegotiation.” And the smug was back in his voice. Smirk. Eyebrow. Smug. The hat trick of things I hate about Mitsuhide. "Perhaps as a way to say goodbye to our sweet love nest before we go back to Azuchi tomorrow."

"Don't flatter yours-- tomorrow?" But- “What about Aki?” I knew he was planning to return to Azuchi, but I thought we’d have a couple more days here. More time to get a lead on Iekane. More time… with Mitushide.

"I haven't reneged on our original contract." He didn’t move from his post at the door.

When Toshiie had at last moved out of our mother’s apartment, his roommate had two cats that did not get along. One would menace the other in the hall en route to the litter box. The cat didn’t actually attack the other cat… it just watched. And watched. It so unnerved the other cat that she peed in Toshiie's bed.

Not that I would ever pee in Mitsuhide's bed.

Just sayin.

"We appear to have exhausted our resources here in Sakai. In Azuchi, I have more tools at hand. As well you would have the booksellers as a hub of information." He smiled at me as if to say, ‘look, I’m sharing the plan this time.’

He wasn’t completely wrong. I had been thinking that Sakai was about played out. But I didn’t see myself making any progress in Azuchi either. "What are we doing here then?"

"Packing." He took a step into the room, "Or, if you're interested – renegotiating."

"Are you asking?" He'd originally been the one, long ago, to claim that I would someday beg him. I wondered if he remembered that.

"No." He gave a light tug on my hair. Almost the way a teasing boy would do to a girl in school. "I am suggesting an activity that I believe we would both enjoy. You were the one who was treating my bed sheet like it was a flower." He tapped my nose once, twice, before resting one finger on my lip.

I stepped back. I had a letter to read. "I have a letter to read."

He made a grand gesture toward the hallway. "I'm not stopping you."

No. He wasn’t. He was just teasing me.

I have a letter to read.

I scooted past him, making sure to walk at a normal pace. I didn’t look back, because if I did, I'm sure I would find him smirking at me. It wasn’t until I slid my own door closed that I allowed myself a deep breath.

My heart was beating so loudly I wouldn’t be surprised if he could hear it too.

I am suggesting an activity that it believe we would both enjoy.

He’s right. We would both enjoy ourselves. I wasn’t opposed to the idea. I was opposed to giving my heart to someone who clearly loved someone else.

He... already has my heart.

Mai's words came back to me. “He only teases when he really means it." Maybe? Maybe I meant something to him, after all?

But to turn around and walk back down that hall. To knock on his door. Could I take all those steps?

You’re leaving anyway. Wouldn’t it be nice to have the memory of the enjoyable activity?

Or… would that just make it worse?

Well. Maybe I would just open my own door.

I could make additional decisions once after that point.

I opened my door.

Mitsuhide, his pose as casual as ever, leaned against the wall directly across from me.

I hate him.

"I'm just getting a drink of water.''

"Were you?"

If he says one snarky thing, I'm slamming the door in his face.

Doors don’t slam here, but… details. I will forcefully slide the door shut in his face.

He had no words. There was no teasing, no snark, not even that knowing smile.

All he did was reach out his hand.

@lorei-writes @selenacosmic @bestbryn @lyds323 @tele86 @akitsuneswife

[janumun]

The Unraveling of Mouri Motonari (IkeSen - NSFW)

Rated: NSFW/18+ Pairing: Mouri Motonari/Female Reader

Summary: What makes Motonari soft (and hard) for her.

Author’s Notes: Hello Anon! ♥️ I’m glad to know you enjoyed his NSFW Alphabet as much as I enjoyed writing it. Motonari is a great character and I’m happy his route gave (is giving) so many of us the chance to appreciate (and love) this rough and tumble pirate lord. Your request is good and clear! Thank you for specifying you don’t mind some spice to go with his soft hardness 😆♥️ I hope you will enjoy this two fluff-one smut-in between headcanon sandwich.

Motonari relishes the taste of her meals but she never quite realizes just how much he truly enjoys her cooking. He isn’t exactly wordy when it comes to food she prepares for the two of them, although if she focuses just close enough, she’d notice how Motonari never seems to miss even the slightest change to her cooking, if she’s been experimenting with her usual recipes.

“Hey, ya added that fancy sauce I got you last time?” And upon inquiring if it tastes weird... “Nah, it’s fine, tastes good.” While a casual hand plucks off the rolled eggs off of his plate, one after another, as he speaks of entirely different matters, sweeping her mind off his behavior entirely.

It isn’t conscious evading on his part and he always answers in honesty when she does straight up ask him for his reviews.

Feasts are a curious sort of horror and fascination for the Cap’n’s crewmates. Gaping maws and sake being poured to overflowing over the rims of cups, in distraction. Chopsticks suspended mid-air, the food in between dropped not long after without notice as all eyes zone in on and focus upon Motonari and the only other unaffected occupant among them, the Cap’n’s missus. The two engaged in quiet conversation as steady and easy as the movements of Motonari’s chopsticks to and from one particular dish.

The pirates almost keel over in disbelief and comical terror when their Cap’n bites into a brittle shell within his food, audible within their atmosphere loaded in anticipation. The missus moving to apologize before he waves aside her concerns and her proffered cup of sake, “It’s fine, just a wrong bite, flower girl.” Before his mouth skews into an unconcerned smile, directed her way and the room ruptures into collective bursts of surprise.

“Cap’n! Our Cap’n! It’s the power of love, I kid ya not!”

Suffice to say, his love of her cooking is more than kind acceptance of his partner — rather a genuine enjoyment. Motonari does not really ask her to cook for him, specifically, but whenever she’s within the kitchens and insists on fixing their spread… well, who is he to turn his flower girl down when she wants to? He’s here to enjoy the sweet fruit, after all, whenever he can. And especially, when she is there to share their meals, together.

Nothing — and I mean, nothing — gets him going quite as much as hearing words of love and adoration from his favorite flower girl.

(Reminder! Not a poetic-wordy man, unless it is his candid and straight to the point honesty! Once he starts speaking, it’s only a matter of seconds until she’s reduced to a blushing, aroused mess)

But her confessions happen to be sweet and devastating in a manner entirely different from his. Lacing their fingers through as she leans in to place a kiss against his lips. Smiling as she tells him she loves him ‘today and forever’.

Brushing a compliment against his cheek as they’re entwined in bed, just before they have to rise for the day… leaving Motonari’s ears and neck (and head) heated as he reels her back in for a kiss, and a mild complaint of how those perpetual flowers within her mind seem to proliferate day by day.

And when she crosses that line by being just too ‘darn cute’ (read: he’s reached his limit, a short limit for her, very quickly), no task stands greater than the one at hand: Motonari hauling her off and back to their chambers.

He does not care for how they knock and strike into objects along the way, his mouth on hers remains a frenzy of wanting to taste her and sweep her up into himself entirely. Insists on doing so, just so he can get that infuriating mouth of hers to quiet down. [Liar, he loves her voice and loves hearing her speak, scream, moan.] When he finally deems it enough (temporarily) to move away from her breathless mouth, his hands are within her robes, the next instant; touching, stroking. Pulling her clothes apart to slip his mouth down the canvas of her body.

Nestling against a breast before tapered fingers curve firm around the shape of it, mouth fastening onto her nipple to slick it into hardness. Motonari takes his sweet, sweet time during these moments to settle and love each and every single part of her — an unconscious attempt to return that fervor and affection of hers in actions: his romantic language of choice.

Motonari is incredibly observant when it comes to his lady. A casual comment dropped on a whim, he remembers and tucks it into his knowledge (for later use).

Any admiration she expresses during their several trips across the country, during his undercover time as a merchant , he sweeps up and hones in.

A bolt of fabric, dyed via a foreign technique. That cigarillo he bought she wants to try out of curiosity. An overseas sweet dish she comments on, smelling heavenly…. Best believe he’s going to acquire the finest quality of those products for his lady, the price doesn’t matter, no matter if it be dirt cheap or insanely expensive. If it makes his flower girl smile, he likes buying it up for her.

Motonari doesn’t really care to label his offerings as gifts — has never really considered the concept of choosing a present for that specific purpose. Merely enjoying the look of joy and surprise that paints her face whenever he hands over his acquired item to her.

In the same vein, it pleases him greatly (he would never expect anything of her, in return) when she takes it upon her talented shoulders to sew something for him in mind: a matching pouch (a couples thing from her time she calls it), a new hakama, a beautiful holder for his pistol. All items he cherishes; his love for them apparent in his delicate handling of them. Always kept clean, washed and scented, placed with care on his person at all times.

Letting his flower girl be the only one to relieve him of all his precious articles of possession when her hands reach to strip him down naked for herself.

End Notes: Thank you for reading!

♧° Link to Master List °♡

[unknwnrm]

[MC and Motonari starts dating]

Hideyoshi: You're too young for a boyfriend

MC: Just how old do I need to be?

Hideyoshi: A year older! And every year it increases by one more year!

[radiologicaluncertainty]

I’m finally playing Nobunaga’s Eternal Route for the first time. Now the only route I have left is Mitsuhide’s Romantic. If I had not taken a 6 month hiatus from the game I would have been caught up...but I am glad I still have some new content to read 😅 (especially Mitsuhide - BEST route it is so well written I must say.)

Anyway - enough rambling - of course, the introduction of the eternal route is great for new content, plus the introduction of the 3 newer characters. A good, albeit only way to get them into the older, already existing route.

ALSO! A new sprite?! I was not ready! LOL

I hope they add eternal endings for the others soon!

[postingfromthedevildom]

I've only played the first three, but, yeah...

—And... do you have a type of guy?

Me: —No, I don’t

But also me:

[aquagirl1978]

Event Masterlists

'Tis the Season for Smut 2.0

500 Follower Celebration (not complete)

Be My Valentine

Kinktober 2022 (not complete)

Ikemen Sengoku

Chats

New Residents at the Mansion (IkeVamp Meets IkeSen)

Headcanons

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

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

Hideyoshi Tomotoyi

Harvest Moon

Kanetsugu Naoe

Cosmic Love

Kenshin Uesugi

Serenity

Kicho

In Time (NSFW)

A Heated Mess (NSFW)

A Warm Winter Day

Butterfly Kisses

Undressed

Mitsuhide Akechi

Sweet Dreams (NSFW)

Moments Like This (NSFW)

Hen Party (NSFW)

Devotion (NSFW)

Blue Christmas

Motonari Mouri

Of Past Regrets

Pumpkins

Dark and Stormy

Shingen Takeda

Midnight Kiss

Radiant (NSFW)

Let's Dance

Yoshimoto Imagawa

True Colors (NSFW)

Yukimura Sanada

Remember Me (NSFW)

Ikemen Revolution

Chats

A Trip to Wonderland (IkeRev x IkePri)

Headcanons

Army reacts to Boba Drinking Alice

Blanc Lapin

The Yule Ball

Edgar Bright

Wicked Game (NSFW)

Fenrir Godspeed

Deck the Halls

Harr Silver

An Afternoon Alone

Happy Together

Jonah Clemence

Sweet Distraction, Sweeter Punishment (NSFW)

Sweet on Your Lips

Kiss Me

Lancelot Kingsley

Touch Me (NSFW)

Moonlight Waltz

Luka Clemence

I Need You (NSFW)

Sky Full of Stars (NSFW)

Lips Like Sugar

Ray Blackwell

He Loves Me (NSFW)

Sirius Oswald

Hunger (NSFW)

Ikemen Vampire

(needed their own separate link as Tumblr won't let you put more than 100 links in a single post)

Chats / Headcanons / Fanfiction

Ikemen Prince

(needed their own separate links as Tumblr won't let you put more than 100 links in a single post)

Chats and Headcanons - 2022

Chats and Headcanons - 2023/2024

Fanfiction - Domestic Faction

Fanfiction - Foreign Affairs Faction (plus Cyran)

Fanfiction - Act Two/Act Three Suitors

Ikemen Villains

Fanfiction

Ikemen Genjiden

Ibuki

Hot and Bothered (NSFW)

Yoritomo

You Belong to Me (NSFW)

[voltage-vixen]

Summer of Smut 3.0 Content Creation Masterlist

Here’s the Masterlist from the Summer of Smut 3.0 Content Creation Challenge! The featured content includes an assortment of creations of summer smuttiness, and includes works from the following fandoms:

>Attack on Titan >BTS >Cybird    >Ikemen Prince    >Ikemen Revolution    >Ikemen Sengoku    >Ikemen Vampire > Heart no Kuni no Alice >Jujutsu Kaisen >MCU >Monsta >Obey Me >Supernatural >Tears of Themis >The Walking Dead >T.O.P. >Tokyo Revengers >True Blood >Voltage     >Court of Darkness     >Masquerade Kiss

  A 🎨 next to a creation indicates it is artwork.

*Please be advised that all content created for this challenge contains NSFW content and read any works at your own risk.

Day 1: Playing dirty in a water fight | Summertime strip tease

BTS

Playing Dirty in a Water Fight: Hoseok x f!Reader    @helvonasche

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Naughty in the Sun: Luke Randolph x f!OC (Julie) @queengiuliettafirstlady

Ikemen Revolution

Doctor’s Orders: Kyle Ash x f!Alice  @xxsycamore

An Unfair Fight: Ray Blackwell x Fenrir Godspeed x f!Reader  @chaosangel767

Summertime Strip Tease: Seth Hyde x gn!Alilce  @badass-at-fandoming

Ikemen Sengoku

Hen Party: Mitsuhide Akechi x Reader @aquagirl1978

Lakeshore: Hideyoshi Toyotomi x f!OC (Ava)   @writingwhimsey

Ikemen Vampire

In Every Lose There’s a Punishment:  Arthur Conan Doyle x f!OC (Mitsuki)  @maeko-kun 🎨

Obey Me Picture Perfect Vacation:  Mammon x f!Reader @chaosangel767

Tears of Themis

Turning the Tables: Marius von Hagen x f!Rosa  @voltage-vixen

Tokyo Revengers 

Hot For You:  Aika Oshiro x f!OC (Ran Haitani)  @toloveawarlord

Day 2: Blow jobs with a cooled tongue | Blow jobs on the beach

BTS

Blow Job on the Beach: Jimin x f!Reader   @helvonasche

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Garden Tea Party: Licht Klein x f!Reader @chaosangel767

I Caught Wind:  Nokto Klein x m!OC (Adam Kain) @naresnani

Ikemen Revolution

Blow Jobs on the Beach: Seth Hyde x gn!Alice @badass-at-fandoming

Icy Kisses: Dalim x f!Alice @thekitteninlove

Ikemen Sengoku

Beach Day: Motonari x f!MC  @writingwhimsey

Ikemen Vampire

Cooling Off: Comte de Saint-Germain x f!OC (Mitsuki)  @maeko-kun

Fruity Fun: Jean d’Arc x f!OC (Julia) (queen)

Good Hondje: Theodorus van Gogh x f!Reader @chaosangel767

Tokyo Revengers

Out of View:  Chifuyu Matsuno x f!Reader @toloveawarlord

Day 3: Beach bar flirting ends in a one-night stand | Sexy summer fling

Attack on Titan

Beach Bar Flirting Ends in a One-Night Stand: Levi Ackerman x f!Reader  @helvonasche

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Dirty Deeds done Dirt Cheap:  Nokto Klein x Silvio Ricci x m!OC (Adam Kain) @naresnani

Ikemen Revolution

Beach Bar Flirting Ends With One Night Stand: Seth Hyde x gn!Alice @badass-at-fandoming

Ikemen Sengoku

Summer Lovin’: Shigen Takeda x f!OC (Ava) @writingwhimsey

Ikemen Vampire

 A Night to Remember: Issac Newton x f!Reader @chaosangel767

Day 4: Nighttime skinny dipping | Forgetting a bathing suit

BTS

Nighttime Skinny Dipping: Jeon Jungkook xf!Reader  @helvonasche

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Secrets of Love: Jin Grandet x f!OC (July) @queengiuliettafirstlady

Ikemen Revolution

Dangers of the Forest: Dalim x f!Alice  @chaosangel767

Nighttime Skinny Dipping: Seth Hyde x gn!Alice @badass-at-fandoming

Ikemen Sengoku

Adventures in the Dark:   Motonari x f!MC  @writingwhimsey

Ikemen Vampire

What a View: Jean d’Arc x f!Reader @chaosangel767

Day 5: Quickies in the shade | A shaded affair

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Forbidden Fruit: Gilbert von Obsidian x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Liaisons of Love: Luke Randolph x f!OC (Julie) @queengiuliettafirstlady

Quickies in the Shade: Clavis Lelouch x f!Reader  @chaosangel767

Ikemen Revolution

Quickies in the Shade: Seth Hyde x gn!Alice @badass-at-fandoming

Shaded Affairs: Zero x f!Alice  @xxsycamore

Stolen Away: Seth Hyde x m!Reader @chaosangel767

Ikemen Sengoku

The Things We Do in the Shadows: Mitsuhide Akechi x f!MC  @writingwhimsey

Ikemen Vampire

Love Hideaway: Jean d’Arc x f!OC (Julia)  @queengiuliettafirstlady

Jujutsu Kaisen

Summertime Fun Under the Sun: Mei Mei x f!Reader  @devillexi

MCU

Shaded Affair: Loki Laufesyon x f!Reader   @helvonasche

Day 6: Sharing a cold drink | Sharing a popsicle

Cybird

Ikemen Revolution

A Cherry Treat: Edgar Bright x f!OC (Roselina)  @chaosangel767

Sharing a Popsicle: Seth Hyde x gn!Alice x Sirius Oswald @badass-at-fandoming

Ikemen Sengoku

Summer Time Treat: Masamune Date x f!MC  @writingwhimsey

Ikemen Vampire

I Like Your Taste: Leonardo Da Vince x f!Reader  @violettduchess

Lemonade: Napoleon Bonaparte x f!Reader  @chaosangel767

The Walking Dead

Sharing a Cold Drink: Daryl Dixon x f!Reader   @helvonasche

Day 7: Hand jobs in the car at the outdoor movie theater | Cockwarming in the car at the outdoor movie theater

Cybird

Ikemen Revolution

Movie Distractions: Fenrir Godspeed x f!Reader  @chaosangel767

Hand Jobs at the Outdoor Movie Theater: Seth Hyde x gn!Alice @badass-at-fandoming

Ikemen Sengoku

What Was The Movie Again?: Nobunaga Oda x f!MC  @writingwhimsey

Supernatural

Hand Jobs in the Car at the Outdoor Movie Theater:  Dean Winchester x f!Reader  @helvonasche

Day 8: Sneaking a hand into the bikini | Bonded by the bikini top

BTS

Sneaking a Hand Into the Bikini: Kim Taehyung x f!Reader  @helvonasche

Cybird

Ikemen Revolution

Sky Full of Stars: Luka Clemence x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Sneaking a Hand into the Bikini: Seth Hyde x gn!Alice @badass-at-fandoming

Tugging My Strings: Luka Clemence x f!Reader  @chaosangel767

Ikemen Sengoku

Boating Fun:  Motonari x f!MC  @writingwhimsey

Ikemen Vampire

Two of Us Alone:  Comte de Saint-Germain x f!OC (Mitsuki) 🎨 @maeko-kun

Obey Me

Under Your Skin: Diavolo x f!Reader  @chaosangel767

Day 9: Sleek in sunscreen | Tracing along the tan lines

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

My Love to Give: Yves Kloss x f!Reader  @chaosangel767

Ikemen Revolution

Tracing Along Tan Lines: Seth Hyde x gn!Alice x Sirius Oswald @badass-at-fandoming

Ikemen Sengoku

SPF Hideyoshi: Hideyoshi Toyotomi  @writingwhimsey

Ikemen Vampire

Forever Entwined: Leonardo Da Vinci x f!Reader  @chaosangel767

Monsta

Sleek in Sunscreen: Wonho x f!Reader  @helvonasche

Day 10: Bodies pressed tightly together in the hammock | Sex under the sun dress

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Crash Into Me: Chevalier Michel x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Dangerous Euphoria: Gilbert von Osbidian x f!Emma @chaosangel767

Naughty in the Garden: Luke Randolph x f!OC (Julie) @queengiuliettafirstlady

Tell Me A Story: Rio Ortiz x f!Emma  @chaosangel767

Ikemen Revolution

Sex Under the Sun Dress: Seth Hyde x gn!Alice @badass-at-fandoming

Ikemen Vampire

A Garden Tryst: Comte de Saint-Germain x f!MC @writingwhimsey

Have You Ever?: Arthur Conan Doyle x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Tangled Up Together:  Jean d’Arc x f!Reader  @writingwhimsey

With You Tonight : Vlad x f!OC (Mitsuki) @maeko-kun🎨

Jujutsu Kaisen

Sex Under the Sun Dress: Gojo Satoru  @helvonasche

Day 11: Sneaking out of a pool party | Conjoined under the water

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Naughty in the Water: Luke Randolph x f!OC (Julie)  @queengiuliettafirstlady

Ikemen Revolution

Cojoined Under the Water: Seth Hyde x gn!Alice x Sirius Oswald  @badass-at-fandoming

Ikemen Vampire

The Continuation: Leonardo da Vince x f!OC (Mitsuki) 🎨 @maeko-kun

T.O.P.

Sneaking Out of a Pool Party: Seunghyun x f!Reader  @helvonasche

Voltage

Court of Darkness

A Midnight Swim: Roy Indivia x f!Reader @chaosangel767

Day 12: A summer getaway sexathon | Cumming on a cross-country car trip

Cybird

Ikemen Revolution

Cumming in the Carriage: Seth Hyde x gn!Alice x Sirius Oswald @badass-at-fandoming

One Last Time: Lancelot Kingsley x f!Reader x Ray Blackwell @chaosangel767

 Ikemen Vampire

Love Getaway: Napoleon Bonaparte x f!OC (Elaine)  @queengiuliettafirstlady

Unstoppable Desires:  Leonardo da Vince x f!OC (Mitsuki) @maeko-kun🎨

Heart no Kuni no Alice

Lost on the Road With My Knight: Ace x f!MC  @thekitteninlove

Jujutsu Kaisen

Summer Getaway Sexathon: Ryomen Sukuna x f!Reader  @helvonasche

Obey Me

Vacation Plans: Solomon x f!Reader @chaosangel767

Voltage

Masquerade Kiss

Chillin’ With a Villain:  Yuzuru Shiba x f!MC  @magicalmagehimiko

Day 13: Hot skin + cold substances | The MC/LI’s body as a sponge

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Sweeter than Honey: Luke Randolph x f!OC (Julie)  @queengiuliettafirstlady

Ikemen Revolution

Hot Skin + Cold Substances: Seth Hyde x gn!Alice @badass-at-fandoming

Ikemen Vampire

As the Moon Rises: Jean d’Arc x f!Reader  @chaosangel767

True Blood

Hot Skin + Cold Substances: Eric Northman x f!Reader  @helvonasche

Obey Me

A Way to Cool Off: Lucifer x f!Reader @chaosangel767

Day 14: Welcoming the sunrise on the shore | Stranded on an isolated island together

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

An Isolated Picnic: Luke Randolph x f!Reader  @chaosangel767

Sun on the Horizon: Leon Dompteur x f!Reader  @chaosangel767

Ikemen Revolution

Welcoming the Sunrise on the Shore:  Seth Hyde x gn!Alice x Sirius Oswald @badass-at-fandoming

Ikemen Vampire

Sun of Love: Jean d’Arc x f!OC (Julia)  @queengiuliettafirstlady

Monsta

Welcoming the Sunrise on the Shore: Son Hyunwoo x f!Reader  @helvonasche

Day 15: Free Prompt

Cybird

Ikemen Revolution

Free Prompt-Epilogue:  Seth Hyde x gn!Alice x Sirius Oswald x Harr Silver @badass-at-fandoming

Ikemen Sengoku

The Sun and The Moon: Hideyoshi Toyotomi x f!MC x Mitsuhide Akechi @writingwhimsey

Multi-Fandoms

Free Prompt: ? x f!Reader  @helvonasche

Voltage

Court of Darkness

Lipstick Obsessed: Roy Invidia x f!MC (Carla)  @chirp-a-chirp

Teasing Treasure: Fenn Luxure x f!Reader x Dia Akedia  @chaosangel767

[amenomiko]

Modern AU, Him x MC marriage life

One day, MC wanted to ask for the money to buy groceries:

"Groceries? Here you go."

"Is it enough?"

"Get something nice to spoil yourself, okay?"

"Let me accompany you."

= Shingen, Kennyo, Sasuke

"Groceries? I wanna go too!"

"What? No, it's not that I will get distracted, I promise."

*PLAYS WITH THE SHOPPING CART* "WOOOOHHHHHOOOOO!!!"

= Masamune, Keiji, Ranmaru

Already buy it for her.

Or go with her and carry ALL the items.

If she insist, he only let her carry the smallest things.

= Hideyoshi, Kicho, Kanetsugu, Mitsuhide

"Groceries? Just tell the market what do you want."

"I have bought the whole hypermarket for you, that's why."

"What do you mean by cancelling the contract? It's yours."

= Nobunaga

Offers himself to go instead.

But buys other stuffs and forgot about the groceries.

= Kenshin, Nobunaga +1, Motonari

Offers to go with her.

Took him long enough to come home.

"Ehehehe I was lost / distracted by the books section."

Or go with her but got lost and she have to make an announcement. *sigh*

= Mitsunari, Yoshimoto

Goes with her with the excuse of she can be helpless and reckless.

Went blushy blushy when he help her carry heavy items and she says thank you, and kissed his cheek.

End up with a sore arms.

= Yukimura, Ieyasu