#otome hideyoshi

[writingwhimsey]

Hello! Can I just say I adore your writing? I’m too nervous to come off anon but I would love to request if that’s alright. #9 with Hideyoshi, some more suggestive fluff? He’s definitely gotta have freckles, and I want to kiss every single one and love all over this man 🥰 my apologies if I’m misunderstanding how to make requests, though! Ignore this if I’m doing it wrong <3 thank you if you consider this though!

Sorry it has taken me so long to get to this (and to get back to my smut is in the air requests). But here we are with some sweet and fluffy Hideyoshi! I hope you and everyone else enjoys!

Smut Is In The Air Event

Suitor: ikesen Hideyoshi

Prompt(s): "I want to count every one of your freckles with my lips."

Sweet and fluffy, slightly suggestive

Early Morning Kisses

The first rays of dawn’s light had barely started peaking through when I began to stir from my slumber. I rolled over, seeking the warmth of my own personal sun, only to find the other side of the futon empty. I mumbled incoherently in my sleepy state as I heard the sound of fabric rustling close by.

“Did I wake you? I’m sorry, go back to sleep.” The words were murmured from close by and I felt something warm brush against my forehead.

“Hmm, do you…have to get started so early?” I asked, cracking my eyes open, searching for the man I loved.

My bleary searching eyes were soon met with that familiar warm smile. “We have a new ally visiting. I have to make sure things are ready.” Hideyoshi replied, reaching his hand out to gently stroke my hair.

“But…he’s not coming for another few days right?” I asked. “You work too hard Hideyoshi.”

“Says the woman who was up all night working on her sewing.” Hideyoshi countered.

“Says the man who had worked all day and late into the night before coming home and putting me to bed.” I countered.

“I suppose you have a point.” Hideyoshi replied. “But still there are a lot of preparations to make. And I can’t leave it all up to everyone else.”

My vision soon came into focus in the low morning light. That was when I realized I had caught Hideyoshi mid-dress. He only had his lower half dressed. The early sun and shadow danced over his sculpted upper half. My heart picked up its pace a bit, just taking in how handsome he was. Every part of him was so perfect…and the freckles that dotted his shoulders were especially adorable.

“Your cheeks are flushing. You’re not getting a fever are you?” Hideyoshi asked, his hand coming to my forehead.

My face only reddened further. “No…” I was then pushing myself up into a sitting position beside him.

“I thought I told you to go back to sleep.” Hideyoshi said, his smile turning into hi scold face. “Especially if you’re getting sick…”

I leaned in and placed a light peck on Hideyoshi’s lips. “And miss seeing you?” I replied. “I’m not sick. No fever.”

“Then why…”

“Because my handsome and sexy lover is right here beside me, only half dressed.” I answered, giving him a coy smile.

Hideyoshi’s cheeks reddened ever so slightly. “Oh…”

My eyes drank in his form. “Don’t you have a little time to spare for me?” I asked with a slight pout.

“Not as much as I would need to spoil you properly.” Hideyoshi replied.

“Hmm, that’s okay…because I want to spoil you for a bit.” I told him. I followed my instincts and leaned in, placing a kiss on his shoulder. “I want to count every one of your freckles with my lips.” I kissed along his shoulder, following the trail of freckles up to his neck before going across his chest.

As I kissed across his chest, I could feel Hideyoshi’s heartbeat picking up its pace. Hear his breath catch in his throat. “You really have no idea what you do to me.” He murmured.

I smiled as I looked up at him, mischief dancing in my eyes. “I might have a few ideas.”

Hideyoshi reached for me, pulling me into his lap before opening the collar of my kimono. “If we’re counting freckles, I want to count yours.” He said before kissing along my shoulder.

I gasped. “Hmm…no fair turning my trick against me.” I replied, pouting up at him, though I could never be disappointed in having Hideyoshi loving and spoiling me.

Hideyoshi smiled at me. “You are the one who started it.” He reminded me. “Besides, I can’t let you spoil me without returning the favor.”

“But I barely got to spoil you at all…I didn’t even make it to the other shoulder.” I replied, turning to kiss his other shoulder.

Hideyoshi let out a groan as soon as my lips touched his skin. The next thing I knew he had me on my back and he was over me. “I guess I can start my day a little later today.”

I smiled up at him. “Good. I don’t think anyone else will be awake right now anyways.”

“You have a point.” He agreed.

I was smiling up at Hideyoshi as I pulled him close. “Now, let’s continue counting each other’s freckles.”

Our early morning soon devolved into giggles, breathless and loving kisses, a sweet passion building between us and leading to a great, but late start to the day.

Taglist: @limonzu @oda-princess @zulablaise @kisara-16

[kissmetwicekissmedeadly]

I saw this meme going around and just HAD TO

Ikevamp version

Ikesen version

[ikeromantic]

Ikesen Boys React to Tattooed MC pt 1

This was an ask from @otomedad that I just had to write. I did some reading up on the history of tattooing in Japan and there was so much that I found super interesting. So! Here goes, starting with Nobunaga, Hideyoshi, and Masamune! Approx. 1500 words.

Nobunaga

“What’s this, fireball?”

You feel Nobunaga’s breath tickle your shoulder blade, his lips so close they almost brush your skin. For a moment, you don’t know what he means. It’s hard to think when parts of you are being ‘claimed’, afterall. But you smile as the memory comes back to you. Sitting on a stool, arms braced on the counter in front of you, with the buzz of the tattoo gun in your ear. “You like my koi?”

His fingers brush the inked design, tracing the outline of the leaping fish. “It is very well done.” He does not sound pleased, though he’s trying to hide it.

“You don’t.” A slight pout draws your lips out and down. 

Nobunaga stills behind you, so motionless that you don’t even feel him breathing. Just as you are about to break the silence, he wraps his arms around you, pulling your back against his chest. “It is part of you, so it is beautiful.” His chin rests on your shoulder, just above the tattoo in question. “Why did you receive this mark?”

There is an unexpected tension in his voice, and you laugh to ease it before explaining. “I got it after I graduated from design. It represents my struggles, and my determination.” You turn your head to kiss his cheek. 

He regards you with a serious expression, tense despite your affection. 

“Do you really hate it?” You can’t help how vulnerable you feel as you meet his carnelian gaze.

“I told you. It is beautiful, as you are. But . . .” He pauses, a slight grimace crossing his expression. “I do not like that someone marked you. Someone else claimed this -” He leans back to spread his hand over the koi. “Every part of you is mine.”

“Are you jealous of my tattoo artist?” You grin, unable to hold back. “You know I picked the design and the colors and everything, right? He was just some guy with a good flash book . . .”

Nobunaga’s frown does not ease, though you know that he’s aware this is ridiculous. 

You snuggle back against him. “Alright, alright. I understand. If you could do tattoos, I’d get one from you, ok?”

Something mischievous flickers in his gaze and a slight smile turns up the corners of his mouth. “Yes. This is acceptable.”

You aren’t sure what he’s accepting. Nobunaga can’t do tattoos, right? Right? Whatever questions you have disappear as his lips find that sensitive spot at the back of your neck. 

Hideyoshi

You roll up your sleeves to start working on the kitchen’s herb garden. The day is warm and sunny, promising a hot afternoon. It’s a good thing you’re starting early. 

About an hour into the weeding, Hideyoshi stops by with a tray of cool water and a wide straw hat. He kneels beside you. “You know it’s bad for your skin to be exposed to sunlight for so long. Even in the morning, you can’t -” He stops midword, his mouth hanging open.

“Hm?” You look up, dusting your hands off. Before you can ask anything else, Hideyoshi grabs your elbow.

“What is this?” 

You realize he’s pointing at the serpent tattoo on your forearm. The snake curls over itself in a complex circle, with the head pointing at your wrist and the tale toward your elbow. “Oh! Erm,” you give an embarrassed laugh. “That.”

“I knew you couldn’t be trusted.” Hideyoshi holds your arm up, inspecting it. “A thief. I should have guessed. What prefecture is this? Where are you really from?” The questions come lightning fast, his usual gentle lecturing tone replaced with a hard, brittleness that does not suit him at all.

“A thief? Are you serious right now?” You try to yank your arm back, going from bewildered to angry. 

Hideyoshi pulls you up to standing. “If you won’t answer my questions, maybe you’ll answer Mitsuhide’s.” He glares at you. “I can’t believe I - I called you my sister!” 

You take a breath, trying to hold in the tears suddenly threatening at the corners of your eyes. Sister. Why was this man so infuriating? First putting you in the sis-zone, and now accusing you. As if you hadn’t shared so many sweet moments. Almost-kisses. Holding hands. “Why are you freaking out about my tattoo?”

“It marks you as a criminal.” He sighs, looking away. “If you’ll come clean with me, maybe we can -”

“Come clean? Hideyoshi, I told you I’m not from here. In my ah, my village, people get tattoos because they like the way they look.” You wiggle your arm in his grasp. “This one means the cycle of life. Birth and death. Look at it!”

Hideyoshi slowly turns back to examine the mark on your arm. “It is . . . very finely done for a - a punishment.” He purses his lips. “And I do not know of a prefecture that uses a snake . . .”

You nod emphatically. “Exactly. And you know me. Hideyoshi?” Your tone brings his gaze to your face. 

He studies you for a moment. Then his grip loosens on your arm, the pad of his thumb stroking your inked flesh. “I may have, um, jumped to conclusions. My apologies.” A breath, then, “Sis.”

“Thanks.” You take your arm back, feelings still hurt. 

For a long moment, neither of you says anything. Then he drapes an arm over your shoulder, pulling you to his side. “Let me apologize properly, after work tonight. Stop by after your bath and I’ll rub some oil on your arms and legs.” Hideyoshi’s cheeks hold a faint heat. “A brother should care for his sister when she’s working so hard.”

You know he knows there’s nothing brotherly in the touches you share, but you nod in acquiescence. Then you pull away. “The garden won’t weed itself,” you say.

He grins. “I suppose not.” Hideyoshi’s hand takes yours before you can take a step. “It’s nice. Your tattoo. Once I really looked at it.”

“Thanks,” you smile back, feeling a little better. “I’m looking forward to my massage tonight.” You give him a cheeky wink. 

Masamune

You splash to the river’s surface, sputtering from the water in your mouth and nose. Masamune laughs beside you, his strong arm holding you up above the roiling surface of the water as the current pushes you both downstream.

“Maybe next time we should look for a bridge,” you shout to be heard over the river.

“Nah. Where’s the fun in that?” Masamune’s blue eye gleams with unfettered joy as he pulls you toward the opposite shore. 

Once you hit the bank and crawl out, you flop back onto the grassy hillside. “Fun? Not drowning is fun. And now I’m soaked.” You glance over to see Masamune already stripping down, laying his clothes out to dry. 

He grins when he sees your expression. “What’s the matter, kitten? Tiger got your tongue?”

“Pffft.” You sit up, ignoring the way your face heats. You shrug out of your kimono, very aware of how thin your linen underclothes are. Especially now that they are wet and clinging to your skin. 

Masamune’s appreciative look does not help. He grins unapologetically. “I should come out this way more often. Great view.”

You throw a clump of grass at him and jump up to run. He chases you, laughing, and catches you pretty quickly. 

His laughter stops with a sharp inhale. “Are you hurt?”

You realize that he’s noticed the ink on your side, a tiger in the midst of peonies. The red, pink, and orange probably look like a wound beneath the opaque cloth. “No, nothing like that.” You carefully tug the linen up to show him your tattoo. 

“Wow.” His eye is wide as he takes in the art piece. “Gorgeous.” His calloused finger brushes the skin on your side, sending a shiver across your belly and up your ribcage. “It’s like a painting.”

“Thanks.” You feel more than a little self conscious, but also gratified by his reaction. “It’s supposed to be, like, fragility and strength? Together?” You find yourself a little tongue tied, too focused on his warm hand touching you. 

Masamune finally looks up, catching your gaze. “It fits you, kitten. Strong and fragile.” His expression is more serious than you’re used to. A deeper emotion moves in the depths of his blue eye. 

The urge to kiss him is strong, but you resist. You tug the cloth back down and step away, heart beating frantically. Masamune likes to flirt, you think, that’s all. You wrack your brain for a witty comment and come up empty. 

He smiles, drops his hands. “Our clothes should dry out soon, and then we can continue on.”

“The temple better be awesome. You’ve talked it up too much to take anything less than.” Your destination is safer ground, you think, jumping right into the new topic.

Masamune laughs. “There’s not another like it anywhere.” Something about the way he says it makes you wonder if he means the temple you’re traveling to or something else. 

“Worth the trip then?”

He catches a bit of your damp hair and twirls it around a finger. “I’d say this trip is already worth it.”

[ieyasuwu]

Bestie and I are doing mitsuhide’s route (her choice) since I decided to come back to the game.

It’s been a while and I barley remember much but why does Hideyoshi keep flirting with my man?

Girl- hello? Am I the third wheel?

[writtenbyrinnie]

what a man! goes to war, gets injured XD peak hideyoshi behaviour (๑╹ω╹๑ ) as an eroguro enjoyer i had to use this oppurtunity to draw him bloody somehow :3333 lolololol

[mynameiskan]

How Hideyoshi calms himself down every time Mitsuhide does something sketchy.

The original idea is here.

[lunillum]

[chevlvrs]

Nobunaga being the other woman is so.. 😭

[annicaax]

sasuke and kenshin comedy from hideyoshi sequel😆

sasuke and mc face the same ailment of causing pain/burning their loved ones andnfriends on the basis of the depth of their relationship. it was nice to see sasuke at the end of blissful route. as always the man is gold ✨ 💛

In the end mc thinks , maybe kenshin came on too strong. sasuke had to run away to azuchi...

[nuitopia]

i love these two so much

[oceannyyy]

Sunset kiss

[Commission for @ pranafishy]🌅🫶💜

[writingwhimsey]

Congratulations for 400 followers ✌🏻💗✨

Can I request a fanfic about ikesen Hideoyoshi and Yukimura where MC tells them about being pregnant and their reaction for the same.

Thank you! And thank you for the request. Sorry it has taken me a while to get to it. I've had a LOT going on IRL. But this one was cute and fun to write. So I hope you enjoy it!

400 Follower Celebration

Fluff Headcanon: Suitor reacts to MC/reader telling them she's pregnant

Suitors: ikesen Hideyoshi & Yukimura

Warnings: You might get a cavity, but that's about it.

Hideyoshi

He had been worried about you. You’d been feeling ill lately and now all day you had been acting odd. He could tell there was something you had on your mind, but he couldn’t tell what. He was surprised when he returned to your shared room to see you having a nice dinner waiting and a big smile on your face.

“What’s all this?” He asked, coming to sit down beside you. “Are you feeling alright?” He was placing a hand to your forehead, checking your temperature.

You smile. “I’m fine, Hideyoshi. More than fine actually.” You answer. “That’s actually what this dinner is about.”

“What do you mean?” Hideyoshi asked.

“Well, I went to see the castle doctor about my symptoms today…and after an exam, he figured out what’s going on.”

“Yeah, what did he say?”

“I’m…pregnant!” You exclaim a bright smile on your face.

Hideyoshi’s eyes widen. “Y-you…we’re…” A big smile then break across his face as he pulls you into his arms, holding you to his chest. “That’s wonderful news!”

You grin as you return the hug. “You’re gonna be such a good father.” You say, looking up at him.

“You’re going to be such a good mother.” He replies before pulling you in for a deep, loving kiss. “I love you so much…thank you.” He tells you when you broke the kiss.

You smile. “I love you, too…and thank you, Hideyoshi.”

“You’ve really made me the happiest man in the world. I am so lucky. I can’t wait to share this with you.” Hideyoshi said, still smiling so brightly. “I love you…both of you so much.” He kisses you again and rests a hand over your belly. He never imagined this kind of happiness for his life, but then you came along. And now you were giving him this new gift…his heart was overflowing with happiness.

He couldn’t wait to welcome this baby with you. He also planned on spoiling and pampering you your entire pregnancy.

Yukimura…

Yukimura could tell something was different with you.You had been in a strange mood recently. You’d been humming and working on some secretive sewing project, a gentle smile on your face. When he asked you what was up, you just told him it was just a special commission.

It had been bugging him. He also noticed Muramasa was acting weird around you. More protective and constantly laying his head in your lap and resting it gently against your belly. He’d gotten so frustrated by it all, he was going to Shingen and asking his advice. As soon as he’d described everything to Shingen, a knowing smile had come to his lord’s face.

“I think you should just wait for her to tell you.” Shingen told him. “I am sure you will be happy with what she has to tell you.” Shingen then shoos Yukimura from his room as he wants to start on his own secret projects and looking forward to being called grandpa.

After what feels like forever to Yukimura, he finally corners you in your room before you even have the chance to hide the sewing project. “What are you hiding?” He asks, blunt as ever, as he reaches for your sewing project.

You sigh as you let him take it from your hands. “It’s not finished yet…”

Yukimura holds up the cloth and notices it’s the tiniest kimono he’d ever seen. “What…why are you making something so tiny?”

You frown as you look at him. “It’s…for the baby.”

“Baby? Is one of the other seamstresses having a baby?”

“Look on the back.” You tell him.

Yukimura turns the tiny kimono around and notices the Sanada crest on the back. “What…why…”

“I’M pregnant, dummy.”

Yukimura blinks. He looks between you and the little kimono he is holding. “Y-you…are pregnant?”

You nod. “Yes. I WAS TRYING to surprise you. I wanted to finish that and give it to you at dinner tonight.” You tell him, pouting.

Yukimura sinks to his knees beside you. “I…I’m gonna be a father…” He mutters in disbelief.

You look at him, worry eating at you and causing you to chew on your bottom lip. “Are… are you not happy?” You ask, almost hesitantly.

Yukimura looks at you, his eyes wide. It’s then that his mind catches up to his actions. He gently sets the baby clothing aside and then reaches for you, wrapping his arms around you and crushing you to his chest. “I’m such an idiot.” He mutters, kissing the top of your head. “Of course, I’m happy. I was just…surprised. I wasn’t expecting it.”

You laugh and hug him back. “You can’t be THAT surprised. I mean…you DO know what makes babies right? Pretty sure Shingen gave you that talk a while ago, right?” You tease him.

Yukimura’s cheeks redden. “I KNOW that..and how could I forget THAT talk…” He replies. “I just meant… we weren’t trying or anything…”

“Certainly weren’t preventing.” You remark.

Yukimura sighs and then pulls back slightly so he can look into your eyes. He has a big smile on his face. “I’m happy. Really happy…maybe a little scared, too…I mean…ME a father?”

“I think you’ll be a good one.” You tell him.

Yukimura smiles. “With you at my side, I think I can be.” He tells you. He then pulls you in for a kiss. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Yukimura then leans down and kisses your belly. “And I love you, too. I promise, I’ll be the best father for you.”

You can’t help but to let out a little delighted squeal.

Yukimura looks up at you. “What the hell was that?”

“What? You were just being so cute!” You tell him.

Yukimura’s cheeks redden and he looks away bashfully. “You’re the cute one…dummy.” He’s then pulling you back into a hug so you can’t see his blushing cheeks.

You can’t help but to smile, happy to start this next adventure with the one you love. He’s so happy he can’t stand it. He never knew he could be this happy and scared at the same time. But it was all thanks to you and he was looking forward to having a family with you.

Taglist: @limonzu @zulablaise @oda-princess @kisara-16 @tele86

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[and-then-she-died-tm]

Nobunaga themed sticker set drop!!

Decided to make some stickers for the more subtle Ikemen fan!

Here’s Nobus set which just went up on my Redbubble!!

[cyikemen]

"Now that you're here in my arms, I'll never let you go."

Hideyoshi Toyotomi has been waiting for you, and his Sequel Route arrives TODAY!💚🐒

Come join your sengoku sweetheart, and find out how your future together unfolds~😉✨

[ieyasuwu]

Spoiler: Ikesen event content

This fucking event is so unserious

[renwritesrandomthings]

イケメン戦国〜秀吉

Happy Birthday, Hideyoshi-saaaaan ✨💚💚💚💚💚💚

We will celebrate yoir birthday soon in a more grand fashion soon.

OvO my fave birthday cg is still the second one

Shooketh Hideyoshi is cute. ✨💚😌💚✨