#shingen

[koiiiji]

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air felt thick, suffocating. you knew about Shingen’s death, the whole estate has been turned upside down, screams and noises of fight followed like shadows. Shintaro Yamazaki had always been cold, but the man who now stood in your doorway was unrecognizable — drenched in blood, eyes wide with a mix of fury and madness.

he was no longer the composed, strategic older brother you once knew. he was something far darker.

“i followed the rules,” he growled, stepping into the room, his voice trembling with a barely contained rage. his hands were still wet with blood — your brother's. "all my life, i did what i was told. obeyed the rules and traditions. stayed in line. and for what?"

you took a step back, but there was nowhere to go. his gaze was locked on you, burning with something dangerous. Shintaro's body trembled with fury, a man who had been stripped of every sense of control.

“for lies,” he spat, voice breaking. “i was the older one. me. not him.” his breathing became erratic, his fists clenched so tight that his knuckles turned white. “i gave everything to Shingen, all the power, all the respect… and what did i get?”

he paced like a predator in a cage, his movements jagged and uneven, his mind unraveling right in front of you.

“years. wasted years, living under his shadow… for nothing,” he seethed. “all that loyalty, all the sacrifices — lies!”

suddenly, he stopped and looked at you. his eyes, once calm and calculating, were wild, filled with madness and something far more disturbing. he moved closer, and you could feel the raw tension radiating from him.

“you…” his voice was quieter now, but dripping with venom. “you’re still here. you weren’t part of all this lie… but you were always watching.”

before you could react, Shintaro’s hand wrapped around your wrist, pulling you closer. his grip was painful, his body trembling with rage and something deeper — something unhinged. his face was inches from yours now, and you could see the flicker of something other than anger in his eyes.

he wasn’t here to kill you.

not yet.

“you’ve always been there,” he murmured, his voice softening in a way that was far more dangerous than his earlier rage. “but thankfully you mean no harm... you are the youngest, right, little bird? you mean no threat for me becoming the next head of Yamazaki.” he caught your other wrist, pressing you with all his body to the wall. with a horribly languid, soft voice, he kept purr into your ear “maybe i kept you around for this. you've been such a good little sister... maybe that’s why i will let you live.”

you froze, feeling your pulse spike in terror. his other hand moved to your face, brushing a lock of hair away with disturbing tenderness, his blood-stained fingers leaving a red streak against your skin. he leaned in closer, his breath hot against your cheek, and whispered, “Shingen been neglecting you for so long... but now, you don't need to worry, now you're mine... i will take good care of you”

you tried to pull away, but his grip tightened. his eyes gleamed with a twisted satisfaction as he looked down at you, completely in control.

“you never lie to me, did you?” he asked, almost mockingly. “yes, you were such a good girl for your brothers...” his hands tighten around your wrists, and his knee forcefully pushed between your legs, making you feel a nasty, warm pressure on your inner thigh.

rage in his voice had transformed into something colder. slowly he coming to his senses, more cold, more calculated. he wasn’t here to kill you — not yet. he had other plans. plans that would break you, just as he had been broken.

his fingers traced your jaw, and the fear in your chest exploded as his grip moved to your throat, squeezing just enough to make you gasp, but not enough to cut off your air. his smile twisted into something dark, something monstrous.

“Shingen is gone,” Shintaro whispered, his lips grazing your ear. “and now, you’ll take his place. but not how you think.”

you tried to move, to fight, but his grip was iron. older brother you once knew was gone, replaced by someone broken, someone who now saw you as something to control, something to possess. or did he ever saw you as his sibling?

“you won’t escape,” he murmured, his lips curling into a smirk. “you’re mine now. there’s no one left to protect you.”

the room felt smaller, the walls closing in as Shintaro’s dark, twisted laughter echoed in your ears. He had lost everything — and now he was going to take everything from you. slowly. deliberately.

and there was no way out.

[nocturneworld]

[satsuha]

happy new year from hinomoto! 🐲🎉

[swisssadge]

In celebration of his Eternal Route releasing, I finally managed to get this piece done - my first ever Shingen, in his modern day fit. :D Hip hip horray!

(Pssst, Cybrid - stop playing favourites and give us more Shingen, damnit! How is there barely any event with him? Especially story events.)

[ariawritingstuff]

I have nail polish that changes color when my hands are cold and I'm realizing how cute it would be for someone to notice my hands are cold and hold them except it's in the 90's right now and I'm so very lonely, so let's just imagine

Notices the change in color, asks about it, then uses it every chance they get:

Shingen: makes it his mission to keep your hands on the warm color, claims he sees the color starting so subtly change when in fact it is not changing. Big fan of kissing the nails to change their color, eye contact prederable.

Mistuhide: obviously anything he knows can and will be used against you there will be teasing, but he actually likes the descretness of it too. You don't have to ask him to warm your hands and he doesn't have to ask if your hands are cold.

Masamune: thinks it's very cool, would rather you ask, but he won't complain about an excuse to hold your hand and I do men excuse. Regardless of what color your nails are he will definitly hold you hand and say they were changing color when called on being handsy

Hideyoshi: loves that there is a visual indicator for (what he believes is) one of your needs. Doesn't just hold your hands he takes both of them in his and blows on them gently. It's so sweet your get a toothache

Notices, but is mostly just intrigued on how it works, you have to tell them they were supposed to hold your hand:

Sasuke: wants to know the chemical reaction causing the change. Compliments the colors. Once told his role he gives a salute and dutifully keeps your hands warm when they are not.

Nobunaga: gets two bowls on with warm water the other with cool. Spends some time testing them between each bowl until they both reach ambient temperature. Puffs up with pride when you tell him he's supposed to hold your hand when the color indicates cool. Oh, yes that he can do.

Yoshimoto: inspects them very closely, wants the same color. (He would be a nail art lover for sure) ((to be honest I don't know his character that well I just know this is so far up his ally its in his kitchen))

Doesn't notice, you have to tell them, tells you that you should just say when your hands are cold (pays attention anyway):

Yukimura: everything is witchcraft with this boy. You should just tell him he isn't always going to notice something like cosmetics, always seems to notice. Likes having non romantic excuse to hold your hands. Will also hold both you hands in his and blow on them.

Kenshin: how foolish, if your hands are cold just tell him. What if he hadn't noticed, and your fingers fell off, no he's not being dramatic, its slightly chilly. He's a fingertip kisser prove me wrong.

Mitsunari: very oblivious, but as soon as he knows he checks about every time he sees you. Likes to hols a hand while he reads, occasionally bringing your hand up for a kiss. Helps him stay grounded in reality so that he remembers to drink water. It's hard to be cold around a pocket of sunshine

Iyasu: if your cold you should say something he doesn't have time to play color swap guessing games. Constantly sneaking a look at your nails. Holds your hands under his chin to warm them, no he's not being sweet, that's just the fastest way because of bloodflow, it's medicine, no he's no blushing.

[writingwhimsey]

"I do, My Love!"- Shingen Pt 1- The proposal

Here is part one of my wedding story event for Shingen! I love this man so much! Hope you all enjoy!

Shingen sat with Ava on the couch of her apartment in the modern world. They were snuggled up, her head resting on his chest as they prepared to watch what Ava had told him was a movie. The technology of this world still amazed him. “So this is like a play that has been recorded and can be enjoyed over and over again?” Shingen asked.

Ava nodded. “Yup. And this one is one of my favorites.”

“Really? What makes this one a favorite?” He asked, curious.

Ava’s cheeks reddened in a sweet way. “It’s just that it’s such a classic tale.” She answered. “The couple meets and falls in love, of course there’s a bit of drama…especially since they’re on opposite sides of a war and all, but it all ends up working out and true love conquers all in the end.”

Shingen smiled warmly at Ava. “Sounds like a beautiful story.” He replied, pulling her close and kissing her gently on the lips. “True love really can save the day.”

Ava smiled at him, snuggling closer. “Alright now, let’s watch this movie before you distract me too much and we end up getting into something else.” She told him, picking up the rectangular black object with buttons she called a remote. “I want you to have the full modern experience.”

Shingen chuckled warmly, kissing her temple. “Alright, I will save the rest for when this…movie is over.”

Shingen couldn’t help but to smile as Ava settled further against him. They had some snacks and drinks as well as a blanket. She was pushing a button on the remote and then the movie began. It didn’t take long for Shingen to get into the story. It was rather riveting. He watched as the leading couple went through their trials and almost broke their relationship. There was a war, fighting, several misunderstandings, secrets…all things Shingen was familiar with.

Somehow, the couple managed to make it to the end of the movie. The woman was clearly fighting back tears as she and the man had what was clearly a clandestine meeting in the middle of the war. The man confessed his true feelings and then pulled a ring from his pocket, proposing marriage to the woman, telling her he could never live without her. She accepted and the movie ended a few scenes later with their wedding.

This ended up only being the first of such romantic movies that Shingen would watch with Ava. He absolutely adored watching these movies with her…and it didn’t take long for the very observant warlord to notice a pattern. Ava loved sweet and romantic movies, even some with a bit of angst. But they always ended on a happy note with true love winning over all. He also took note of each and every proposal and wedding scene and her reactions to them. He loved learning more about Ava and her world and he happily filed away all of his observations for a later date.

Some months later after returning to the Sengoku…

“Good morning, my angel.”

I smiled as I felt Shingen’s lips on the nape of my neck, giving me my good morning kiss as the sun slowly stirred me from my slumber. “Mmm…good morning, my love.” I replied, my eyes still not quite wanting to open as I rolled over and snuggled further into his embrace, nuzzling against his broad chest.

“Having a hard time waking this morning?” He asked and I could hear the smile in his voice and picture the mirth in those beautiful gray eyes.

“Something…like…that…” I replied around a yawn.

Shingen’s fingers danced gracefully down my bare back. “Was I a bit too demanding of you last night, my angel?”

I giggled. “Never.” I answered. “I just…don’t see any reason to get up from this bed…or your arms any time soon.”

“That is a very good thought.” Shingen replied, kissing the top of my head. “Naturally I will be happy to hold you for as long as I can…”

My eyes slowly opened as I looked up at him, knowing what those words meant. “But you have work to do today.” I finished for him.

“Sadly, I do.” Shingen replied, kissing my forehead, ever the affectionate lover. He wore an apologetic smile.

“I know a lot of people depend on you, so I can’t be too upset.” I replied, smiling at him. “And I love that you care about your people and take your duty to them seriously. I knew what I was signing up for when I chose to return to the Sengoku with you.”

“And I am ever happier that you have.” He replied. “I do have a bit of time before I need to get to my duties, though. So I will gladly remain here, holding you till then.”

I smiled, stretching to kiss his lips. “And I will gladly remain in your arms till you have to leave.” I told him. “And I do have some sewing commissions I need to work on anyways.”

“The people of Kai will all be dressed in the finest thanks to the most talented seamstress in the land.” Shingen replied.

We lingered in our bed for a while longer, sharing sweet loving kisses and caresses, before we were finally untangling ourselves from each other. We dressed and got ready for the day before heading to our separate work.

I met with the other seamstresses and we got right to work on our commissions. “I can’t believe how much our orders have increased since you’ve joined us, Lady Ava.” Mitsuki, one of my fellow seamstresses told me.

“I’m just happy to be able to help.” I replied, smiling brightly. “I love being able to help out and help keep the people of Kai in fresh clothes.”

“Not to mention such stylish clothes and the techniques you showed us have helped to save us so much time!” Kana, another seamstress replied.

“I am happy to help.” I replied, smiling with slightly reddened cheeks.

We continued to chat while we worked. Soon talk turned to our love lives. “So, Lady Ava, how are you and Lord Shingen doing?” Kana asked, a devilish grin on her face.

“From what I can see they seem as hot and heavy as ever.” Mitsuki teased.

I felt my cheeks reddening. “We’re doing really great.” I answered. “Shingen is the best.”

“Oh, I imagine Lord Shingen is.” Kana replied. “What’s your secret for getting and keeping the attention and affection of such a man.”

“Yes, we’re all dying to know.” Mitsuki added with a giggle.

“Oh, I don’t really know.” I replied. “I don’t think there’s anything about me or what I do that’s particularly special…we just have a really good connection and love each other very much.”

“I wish I could get a man who is as devoted to me as Lord Shingen is to you, Lady Ava.” Mitsuki told me.

“Aren’t you the one with like a dozen suitors?” I replied.

“She does have a point.” Kana said. “I thought you had a new marriage proposal every week.”

Mitsuki laughed. “I don’t get them that often, but yes I have been approached by a few different men…but they don’t really love me. I mean I used to think that they did, but once you moved in here Lady Ava and I saw you and Lord Shingen, I could tell that none of these men truly love me.”

“What do you mean?” Kana and I inquired.

“I’ve seen the way Lord Shingen looks at you.” Mitsuki replied. “His eyes just light up. He looks like a man who has been roaming the desert and you are an oasis in the middle of it all. None of these men look at me like that.”

I felt my cheeks reddening. “Well…”

“Not every man is like Lord Shingen.” Kana replied. “Though I do believe I have seen one man looking after you in such a manner and rather longingly, but I believe he is too shy to say such things.”

“Who?” Mitsuki asked.

“Haru.” Kana answered.

“Oh, I could only dream of him looking at me like that. We’ve been friends since we were small children.” Mitsuki said with a dreamy sigh.

“Maybe you should make the first move.” I suggested. “If he’s too shy as Kana says…”

“You definitely should.” Kana agreed. “Some men just need a nudge.”

“Did you make the first move with Lord Shingen, Lady Ava?” Mitsuki asked me.

“I mean…it really depends on how you look at it.” I replied, my cheeks reddening as I recalled the early days of mine and Shingen’s relationship. “I mean…he kinda…he’s Shingen.”

“You mean he flirted with you heavily.” Mitsuki said with a laugh.

I nodded. “Yeah…but everything was at my call on if he took it further or not…and then when I knew I loved him…I came to him…”

“That does make sense.” Mitsuki replied. “I just don’t know if I can be bold enough to do that…”

“You can. Come in, if you can make beautiful clothes and negotiate fabric prices, you can totally approach the man of your dreams.” Kana encouraged.

“Yes, you can definitely do it.” I agreed with a smile.

We continued to chat while we worked, giving Mitsuki more encouragement and helping her come up with a plan of what to do and say the next time she saw Haru. Before long we were finally finishing for the day and I was heading off to wash up for the night.

When I finally returned to the room Shingen and I shared, I was met with a beautiful and romantic surprise. Shingen had our room all decked out with flowers. Out on the veranda I saw our dinner trays with some especially delicious-looking sweets for dessert and imported wine. 

“Oh my, this is such a nice surprise.” I said, a big happy smile on my face.

Shingen gave me a warm smile as he wrapped his arms around me. “I was hoping to see that beautiful smile on your face.” He said, kissing my forehead.

“How can I do anything other than smile when my love greets me with such a romantic setup?” I replied.

“I am glad everything is to your liking, my angel. I thought it might be nice to enjoy our dinner and dessert while viewing the moon. It is a beautiful full moon tonight.” Shingen replied.

“I think that sounds like a lovely idea.” I agreed. “Shall I blow out the lantern?” I asked, remembering how often we viewed the moon in our early days.

Shingen’s smile warmed. “I think that would be wonderful.”

We walked over to the lantern together and I blew out the candle inside before we were heading out to the veranda. Thankfully the light of the full moon helped to illuminate everything nicely, so my eyesight adjusted quickly.

We sat down together, side by side, looking up at the moon as Shingen poured the wine. We enjoyed our meal and our sweets together, chatting about our day and just enjoying each other’s company.

As I sat sipping my wine, I felt Shingen’s fingers come beneath my chin, turning my gaze from the moon to him. “Is everything to your liking, my angel?” He asked.

I smiled. “Very much so.” I answered. “Though I do have to ask, what brought all of this on? Is there a special occasion?”

“Does there have to be a special occasion for me to romance the woman I love above all else?” Shingen asked.

“No…but I still feel like there is one.” I replied.

Shingen chuckled. “Well, I do have something planned.” He replied. He was then moving, his body turning to face me and his posture shifting. It took me a moment to realize that he was now before me on one knee.

I felt my breath catch as he took my hands in his. “Ava, my goddess, my angel, my love…” He began his voice filled with love and affection. His eyes filled with adoration. “You have saved my life and made so many of my dreams come true. I am healthy and happy and that is all thanks to you. I know it is selfish of me to ask for more, but will you grant just one more wish? Will you marry me?”

I felt the tears stinging my eyes. “Oh Shingen! Yes!” I answered, throwing my arms around him and hugging him tightly. “Nothing would make me happier!”

I felt Shingen’s large arms come around me, holding me close. “I am truly one lucky man.” He said, pulling back to give me a kiss. He was then taking my left hand and I felt something sliding onto my finger.

I looked down and in the moonlight I saw a simple wooden band that Shingen had carved himself. It appeared to have the characters for “true love” carved on top. “It’s beautiful!”

“Not nearly as beautiful as you, my love.” Shingen replied, pulling me close and pressing his lips to mine. I was truly so happy and couldn’t wait to marry this sweet and wonderful man.

Tagging some of my fellow Shingen lovers. If you'd like to be tagged let me know!

@thezestyone @venulus

[the12thnightproject]

So… if I perhaps chose the words “thief”, “candy” and “caught” with the warlords shingen and Yukimura, what pearl would come out of it?

Hi @selenacosmic

Thanks for the ask... ok...

Yukimura:

Thief - crime; burglar; arrest; wrong; illegal; stole; criminal; Sasuke's squirrel kunai

Candy - errand; sugar; overindulge; dentist; ... MC, this is a boring game.

Caught - sighs Trap; arrest; snare; rope; cage; hole; dungeon.

Shingen:

Thief - "MC ... stole my heart, but she can keep it." Steal a kiss; it's a crime for MC to be that beautiful; nighttime mutal plunder

Candy - Almost as sweet as MC's lips; melts on the tongue; share; enjoy; taste; lick; savor

Caught - Snared in love; caught in an embrace; hug; together; linked; handcuffs; hold; wrapped up; cuddle

[jason-todd-is-a-real-mood]

Did anyone checked how tall samurai's horses actually were ? Because i did and apparently they were ponies... MC has been strugling to get on a 1m30 pony and shingen, a 1m90, 6ft man is riding a 1m40 pony. His feet can touch the ground as he rides into battle and i need someone to draw this please. If anyone knows more about them too !!!

THEY ARE SO CUTE TOO !!

[pizzazz-party]

shingen went out like a real one because he had “gen” in his name, and the story ruled that there could only be One.

[ikesenfantasy]

Ikemen Sengoku: What-If Collection Event - Warlord Pets

(Don't mind the photo) I wrote this fanfiction for fun where the warlords turn into their animal mascots. Since there wasn’t much spotlight for their beloved pets I thought I would write about them in a What-If Collection Event for April Fool’s Day on April 1st. Since the increase of the IkeSen roster I decided to take the time to add the additional six characters. So a total of all seventeen men in the IkeSen roster.

THE HERD PART 1

It was a pleasant evening like any other evening. Tomorrow everyone from the Usugi-Takeda forces along with Kennyo, Motonari & Kicho were going to visit Azuchi. Sasuke already visited me two days ago since Kenshin wanted to visit me. I thought we would all try something that will get everyone working together…or at least trying to. I already had some ideas but Sasuke hasn’t visited me to discuss it over with him. Maybe we’ll talk tomorrow.

“Ah the moon is so beautiful this evening; it would be nice to watch it with everyone. Time for bed.”

By the next morning I was the first in the war council room. Usually everyone would be here or I would be informed to show up but no one was here until the sliding door opened. I sat up straight but instead I got pounced.

“Oof! What in the world?”

It was then I felt something wet on my face. When I lifted up whatever was on top of me and tried to see who or what it was.

A TIGER?! SHOGETSU?!

“You were supposed to be at the manor with Masamune, what in the world are you doing here!? I better return you back to the manor as soon as possible or else Hideyoshi is going to blow a blood vessel.”

But the tiger was not the only animal that was in war council a whole colossal of animals flooded into the room. I didn’t even realize there was a monkey trying to attack the tiger that I was holding.

OH NO! Please no fighting!

I decided to stand up and try to reach for the monkey that was clinging to the back side of my kimono. But then I felt a nudge almost making me fall over. The perpetrator was a deer.

“OH GREAT! NOW IEYASU’S DEER WASABI!”

Circling around my ankle was a cat meowing and purring as if the fiasco I was in the middle of didn’t exist.

What is with all these animals? Something really isn’t right. The monkey on my back let out a yelp as it let go of my back who was trying to reach for the tiger. Now the monkey was flicking his tail that was sadly bitten by a fox. When the fox let go the monkey started chasing the fox. I better stop them.

I was so distracted by the chase I tripped over the cat and planted face first on the floor. A heard a soft snort and a boop from my cheek from a pig snout. What a mess. All of the Azuchi warlord pets are running amuck. I wonder why. I then heard the pig squeal as he ran off into a different direction being chased by something.

When I realized what happened I noticed a wolf chasing the poor piggy. On the wolf’s back was a squirrel. And behind them was a bear with a bunny and a hamster on its back chasing the other animals across the room.

Just when the wolf and bear were chasing after the pig and cat they nearly knocked over a jar. The peacock that flashed its feathers blocked their direction to the beautiful jar as if protecting something precious spooking any nearby it away.

I decided to try and chase after the animals stopping them from chasing each other around the room but it only made matters worse as the wolf started to fly into the air by a wallaby. A parrot flying overhead was shaking his head as the wolf collapsed on the ground after being air born by the wallaby’s kick.

The war council was in such disarray as animals were fighting among each other until I heard a loud scream that stopped the infighting and set all the animals on alert. They looked up and saw a hawk that was swarming around a lot more higher then the parrot. The hawk seated itself where Nobunaga would sit. Soon the animals that were most likely warlords from Azuchi began to position themselves in their spots. Now if I didn’t know better these were the warlords. How would they know to position themselves like their owners would sit. The parrot then landed just inches away from the hawk.

“Finally…now that they have settled down we can finally get down to business.” The parrot spoke.

I looked at the parrot who spoke and truly it sounded like Kicho and not Fuka. It was unbelievable. There was no way.

“N-no way…Kicho? Is that you?” I can’t believe I’m speaking to Kicho the parrot. Interesting ring to it if I do say so myself.

“Yes. It seems I’m the only one who can talk. Unlike the others. I don’t know what or how this happened. From the looks of it we all woke up this way.”

[cyikemen]

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[satsuha]

i meant to draw a new years pic on well, new years but i havent really had the time until now

[swisssadge]

Just Shingen enjoying a cup of sake. n.n

[beneathashadytree]

PAINTING - SHINGEN TAKEDA X READER

Warnings : implications of sex, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : spicy (just tension, no NSFW!)

Word count : 0.8K words

Additional info : I know I haven’t written in literally 5 months or so, but I decided to come back with everyone’s favorite middle-aged otome man.

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“You seem to be enjoying this.” Their voice light-hearted as they spoke, a look of amusement made its way on their face. Tracking their lover’s movements with their eyes, it was rather endearing to see.

“Very much, actually,” he replied in the same manner, an absent-minded smile on his face as he continued his actions. A gentle hand tipped their chin upwards. “Keep your head up for me, darling?”

Humming, they obeyed and stilled in their position, closing their eyes shut as they did. In return, Shingen’s index finger deftly brushed across their eyelids, each movement careful and precise. “Which color did you choose for my eyes?”

“Would you be too surprised if I said a shade of reddish brown?”

Huffing out a laugh, they thought that he couldn’t possible be more predictable. There once was a time when they couldn’t have deciphered the thought process behind any of his actions, but now that they were so intimately acquainted and so intricately entwined with each other, it felt like understanding him came as second nature.

“I’ll pretend not to notice that you have a penchant for decking me out in your colors.”

As they said this, his hand that had previously cradled their chin came up to stroke at their cheek, drawing invisible lines of his reverence against their skin. Somehow, even that sliver of a touch felt sensual when done so gently by his large calloused hands.

And it really, really didn’t help that he then chose to speak into their ear in a low purr that warmed the depths of their core. “Can you blame a man for being a little possessive? Deities are, after all, infamously hard to be blessed by.”

“Flatterer,” they chuckled, a little breathlessly as Shingen playfully nipped at their earlobe, earning a jangle by the dangly gold earrings he’d adorned them with.

“Only an old man as your worshipper, my dear.” Pulling back, he seemed to seriously contemplate as he stared down at the makeup palette in his lap. The colors were so stunningly vibrant, and so rich that they knew perfectly well that he must’ve spent an ungodly amount of money on these, straight from the ports abroad.

He seemed to—unsurprisingly—settle on a dark shade of red for their lips. Slight alarm seeped into their voice as they half-jokingly said. “I hope you don’t intend to make me into some sort of clown.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Dipping a thin brush into a pot of water, he expertly swished it through the creamy pot of alluring red. His thumb teasingly swiped against their lower lip, eliciting a soft gasp from them, before beginning to slowly paint over it, like he was creating his own masterpiece.

They tried to call his name. “Shi—“

Quick to hush them, he pulled the brush away for a few seconds, just to kiss at the corner of their mouth—close enough to have them anticipating more, but not close enough to smudge the lipstick he’d applied so painstakingly. “Patience,” he murmured against their skin, lips merely brushing against them once more. “Wouldn’t want to ruin your makeup.”

The warmth pooling in their belly was too hard to ignore now. It felt like an inferno was brewing inside of them, aching to burst out them and pull him in, deeper and deeper. They knew, with all certainty, that their eyes now carried a hungry gleam that he would instantly recognize and pull forth. And frankly, they couldn’t care less. Perhaps it was a consequence of having married such a sensual man, but they’d grown quite shameless.

“You’ll ruin it anyways, won’t you?” They looked up at him through their eyelashes; something they knew made him all the weaker at the knees.

Shingen stifled a groan in his throat at the sight of them, all but dropping the brush unceremoniously to the side and pushing away all the makeup products he’d gone to such great lengths to obtain. Spoiling his darling like this could wait. Now, he clearly had a different idea of catering to their every whim.

“Oh, absolutely.” Though he sounded a little out of breath, nothing could deter him from smiling in that sultry, promising way of his. There weren’t any doubts in their mind that this was an oath he’d sworn to himself; that he’d pleasure them to the point of no return and till they could remember nothing but him and his passion.

Guiding them back onto the futon they’d yet to have made after their morning tryst, his nimble hands were soon dancing up the warmth expanse of their skin, pushing the hem of their clothes up with every inch he mapped out with his touch.

“We’ll see how ethereal you’ll look when you’re in nothing but makeup and those brand new earrings of yours.”

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Logan/Shingen Fight - The Wolverine

Directed by James Mangold

Cinematography byRoss Emery

Edited by Michael McCusker

Screenplay by Mark Bomback Scott Frank

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Im really busy, but I want to write something for him because is ILLEGAL that this gorgeous man have nothing and im gonna fix that... in the next 30 business days... but im gonna fix it.

I have a lot to do, but… procrastination had led me to make these :))))

May I present to you, Mr. Sanada and suits :)))))