#tourabu x reader

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Unfinished Synfic #3

Historiography

Touken Ranbu | Mikazuki Munechika x Saniwa!Reader, canon AU

Notes: Jiji my love, the raison I got into tourabu. I've always wanted to write for him. Basically this is what if the past isn't what is truly recorded in historical texts? I want to finish this, so my Kashuu fic has a companion lol

A botched mission forces them to retreat and return to the present time.

All of them injured, clutching their torso and limbs to prevent further bleeding, they watch as the last light fades into the familiar halls of the citadel, a biting blue under the cold midnight.

It’s the first time they’ve failed a mission. First time, and under Mikazuki’s command. It’s a double blow for him, who has campaigned far too many times in the past years and not once has his unit, led by him, returned defeated. The blood that’s dripping down his arm makes the painful humiliation too overwhelming for him.

It doesn’t help that once they’ve returned, you come running towards them, brows etched as though you’ve had your world upended, abruptly woken in the middle of the night, rushing to the hall in disarray that you’ve forgot to change into more decent clothing. The robe that you must’ve haphazardly shrugged on billows behind you, unable to cover your loose shirt and shorts. Your legs gleam under the moonlight.

“Everyone,” you cry, face crumpled, Hasebe on your tail.

“What happened?” Hasebe asks, looking at them one by one, assessing the damages.

“It’s chaos,” Shokudaikiri answers. He shifts to accommodate Ichigo better on his shoulders. “We didn’t realize that things were already too different until it was too late.”

And that is what grates Mikazuki the most: he wasn’t able to see. A leader knows the situation before charging in. Failing that, rely on your experience. And Mikazuki, if nothing else, takes pride in his long and rich experience. But the disparate details between what they know as history and the reality they dove into had been too much that it sideswept them, rendering them immobile. This isn’t like the previous gaffes that could be solved by brilliant improvisation. This is an anomaly, a glaring black streak against a series of neutral lines. Even worse: Mikazuki hates how the conclusion that might reveal itself before you would send you further down to despair.

“I have asked Kogarasumaru to take over your mission. We’ll talk about this tomorrow,” you say, but quickly catch yourself: “Later today, I mean. But first, I need you all to recover. Hasebe, please assist them.”

“Of course, Master.”

You cast them a look full of concern before nodding, and then turn to leave. The flash of something dark on your eyes compels Mikazuki to give voice to – regardless of the audience – the thoughts flooding his mind:

“And I need you to stop beating yourself over us. You have to rest before we talk.”

You halt on your tracks, and the halls seem to stop breathing. Despite their injuries the rest of the unit – Shokudaikiri, Ichigo, Shishiou, and Hotarumaru – and even Hasebe await with bated breaths over your reaction. Mikazuki watches your still form, frozen like a framed portrait.

You don’t turn back, but your head tilts, your moonlit profile cut across the grey blur of the background.

“Your health is a much more pressing matter than mine. Please get well soon.”

And the issue is dismissed like the wave of a hand.

[sword-brainrot]

Hi! This is my first time requesting so I'm kinda nervous how to word it out. Anyway, may I request romantic headcanons (separate ofc) for Chougi, Hyuuga and Monoyoshi? Ty! And take care.

So sorry that this took forever. I hope you still like it (●´ω｀●)

Yamanbagiri Chougi, Monoyoshi Sadamune, and Hyuuga Masamune Romantic Headcanons

♡ Chougi may be the most difficult for him to recognize his feelings and also be true to them.

♡ Chougi is a hardworking and dedicated sword that is all about proving himself. He is a touken danshi, not human. So many times, he thinks learning to live like a human is rather useless. He is a sword, that is all there is to it.

♡ However, that doesn't change that he does have emotions and how he is more influenced by emotions than realizes.

♡ He easily gets annoyed and angry around Manba, that is the easiest found evidence of his emotions that he simply cannot hide.

♡ There is another emotion he can't hide.... And that is when he gets praises from his favorite person, You.

♡ To be fair, you were probably not his favorite person at the start because he had no favorite person. You were simply his master and him the sword that would serve you in protecting history.

♡ Yet... You showed him special attention. You praised him after missions, you would actively talk and listen to his story. Even when he complained about Manba, you listened and didn't chide him too much. You allowed him to express his emotions.

♡ How could be not fall for you? Even if he didn't realize it.

♡ Chougi suddenly had a urge to always become MVP in battles because he knew that he would hear your praises. Suddenly he would "accidentally" run into while you were going about your daily schedule.

♡ Oh no! You are carrying a bunch of books? Suddenly Chougi is there to carry them for you because that is his job as the saniwa's sword! .... Do swords carry books now?

♡ Good luck getting him to confess first because he will not. He doesn't know what these emotions mean! He thinks he is just being the perfect sword.

♡ It is only when you confess or another sword points out how you look at Chougi, that is when the gears start turning in his head.

♡ But he can't love you. He is a sword. He is suppose to serve on the battlefield and die on the battlefield. That is his role in history.... Right?

♡ Suddenly, Chougi is no longer running into you. No longer becoming giddy when you praise him. Instead he starts to give you the cold shoulder and give small remarks of "thanks" before moving away.

♡ And it kills him every time.

♡ This man is too stubborn for his own good. He will refuse to acknowledge his feelings. Instead he will suppress and deflect.

♡ That tactic quickly fails when he sees you getting close to someone else and jealousy spikes in him. He was suppose to be your special someone. That other person isn't allowed to make you smile when he is suppose to.

♡ Once again, Chougi is working overtime to become MVP and get your attention. Randomly running into you and each time you look at him, his heart beats a bit faster.

♡ It's only then... Does he think over the words that he may harbor deeper feelings for you and realize how he doesn't want anyone else to take that place from him.

♡ Chougi is both great at words... and terrible at it when it's his own vulnerable feelings.

♡ It is one day after a mission he shined in, he requested a moment of your time. By this time, Chougi was exhausted from the mission. His outfit was more dirty than he would of liked and his hair was tussled. He had to talk to you, here and now.

♡ He took you to a quiet place in the citadel and held your hand in his gloved one. Just this action alone made him think he was going to have a heart-attack. His blue eyes refused to look at you. Instead, he focused on the mountains.

♡ "I have always aimed to be a perfect sword for my master. I am Yamanbagiri Chougi, my name comes from slaying down yamanba (mountain crone). That was my story, at least I thought it was before someone stole it from me. It doesn't matter if he really did or not, but I realize that I had emotions invested in that after all. Emotions a sword shouldn't have. I was angry that my story was stolen. Which made me realize that I don't want anything else stolen from me."

♡ He finally looks at you, "I don't want you to be stolen from me. I want to be your special someone, if you will have someone struggling with learning what emotions are."

♡ As a lover, Chougi is very doting. He leans more on physical affection over verbal. He still doesn't understand how to word things to truly convey how he feels.

♡ He still gets jealous here and there but he trusts you and doesn't control you. He knows you love him and wouldn't ever leave him.

♡ Honestly, just that makes him very confident and cocky.

♡ He is definitely the type that that will lock eyes and smirk at anyone who gets rejected by you, with his arm around your shoulder.

♡ He doesn't use pet names because he finds them a little weird still. Truthfully, he probably still refers to you as Aruji. However, there are times when he is feeling more affectionate and confident and will say your real name instead. Only in moments when you two are alone.

♡ He still has a lot to unpack about emotions and how to go about them in a healthy manner but he is much more willing to learn to live and enjoy another side of being a touken danshi if it means that he can stay by your side.

♡ Monoyoshi is someone who loves life and actively seeks out what it means to be human. He wants to experience it all!

♡ Before his life as a Touken Danshi, Monoyoshi was a sword of Tokugawa Ieyasu and got passed along in the Ieyasu family. He saw the family strive and saw many of his masters as a child then grow into fine warriors.

♡ Being able to have the chance to live for himself is one that he would never take for granted.

♡ Monoyoshi wears his heart on his sleeve. He is always seen smiling and helping others, either by his great luck or his soothing words.

♡ Monoyoshi loves kids and normally always the first to welcome any new tantous to the citadel, or help any random kid that he sees when you take him shopping with you.

♡ A baby fussing in front of you two? Suddenly Monoyoshi starts to sing a lullaby or making silly faces at the child. Most times, the baby quiets down and looks at Monoyoshi with interest.

♡ He also shows you the same affection. You may be the saniwa but he actively tries to learn who you are as a person.

♡ Monoyoshi is very sensitive to negative emotions and is always there when he feels like something is wrong.

♡ As caring and affectionate as he is, he may not realize when his feelings turn from platonic to romantic. That is something you can't learn from observing.

♡ He was there when his previous masters got married... but when did they fall in love? He didn't know.

♡ That is an aspect in life that brings him great interest because he wants to understand it so badly. Love is clearly so powerful to the heart that he wants to understand what it feels like.

♡ He expresses these wishes to you before either of you have any feelings for one another.

♡ Queue the romcom movie nights. He will watch everyone of them and you will be there on the ride for him to ask all the questions.

♡ "Why did they suddenly fight? I thought they loved each other?" "Uh... probably for an interesting conflict in the movie but sometimes people don't see eye to eye, even if they do love each other."

♡ He is so confused by this because he thought love was the most powerful element and nothing could get in the way of that.

♡ Which starts his plan....

♡ "Aruji! I want to do all the romcom montages too! Will you help me?"

♡ He looks at you with that puppy eyes... How could you say no? Which starts your adventure of fake(?) dating and doing all the scenarios you see in romcoms.

♡ Dancing, teaching each other a skill, looking into each other eyes, watching movies, going to amusement park, taking cheesy picture... Everything

♡ It was just something to do to show a them what it was like to be in a romcom, if people actually did these things or if it was just for the screen.

♡ However, it became so much more than that.

♡ From just acting out the scenes, Monoyoshi began to realize how much he truly wanted to live these parts of his life with you. He didn't want to just do things that were in romcoms, he wanted to truly have special moments with you and make treasured memories for you.

♡ He was also terrified of messing up and causing a big endgame conflict that was always there. He never wanted to see you hurt or be the one to hurt you.

♡ It was a day that you two were suppose to have a picnic outing together, he decided to bring up his true feelings or end the montage because he didn't want to make you uncomfortable.

♡ With his amazing luck, he sat down next to you and quickly found a four leaf clover. He handed it to you with his charming smile and said:

♡ "Aruji, I am truly so lucky to have met you. You are like this four leaf clover to me. There was so many chances I would of never met you, yet I did and you made me an even luckier sword. Doing these romcom scenes with you made me realize that I want every moment to be special with you because you are special to me. Sorry if this is out of line."

♡ Not much chances after you two become official because you both have already been rather affectionate with one another. Monoyoshi LOVES complimenting you at every thing. He also loves holding your hand and giving you any gift he can find on his missions.

♡ He is such a doting partner. Just being next to you makes him shine with happiness.

♡ He also loves pet names. Loves calling you: Honey, Sweetheart, or my Clover.

♡ He still worries a bit over there being conflict between the two of you, so he is always the first that demands that the two talk it out if there is ever something that upsets the other. To not hold anything in and be considerate.

♡ Monoyoshi doesn't ever want to lose you and puts his all into the relationship to make you happy and show you all the love he has in his heart. (人´ω｀*)♡

♡ Originally, Hyuuga was created to be a sword of prayer but his first master decided to use him in battle instead. Which gives him an unique view on the world compared to some other swords.

♡ Hyuuga understands very well the emotions of people when he was a sword of prayer and he also understands why war/battles break out.

♡ He is a very understanding person and opened-minded. Which makes him more willing to try romance, even though he is a sword.

♡ Hyuuga is always the person that keeps a watchful eye out on the citadel and sees inner conflicts or someone having a bad.

♡ He goes out of his way to help in his own way. If there is a leak in the citadel and some swords are upset with getting dirty, he will go out of his way to repair it so it makes their everyday a bit easier. He doesn't need to be asked, if it helps others - he will do it.

♡ Same goes for you. You are the saniwa of the citadel and plenty of tedious task rest on your shoulders. He tries to carry even a little bit to make it easier on you.

♡ You need to deliver letters but still have paperwork to do? Hyuuga is up for the task without any hesitation. That is the type of person he is.

♡ He doesn't put others on pedestals and view them as they are: Human.

♡ His previous master had plenty of flaws of his own. Yet, Hyuuga still liked him for the man he was. He saw the good and bad of him.

♡ Which makes him so open-minded whenever he talks to other.

♡ Plenty of times he has been by your side and if he saw you troubled, he would try to help relieve it. Either by doing a task for you to help with stress or ask you what was wrong.

♡ Many probably view Hyuuga as someone who might not understand the complicated emotions of humans, but he is probably one of the swords that understand it best.

♡ He will give realistic advice. Understanding the emotional part of what is troubling others but also giving the logistical aspect to problem-solve it.

♡ Hyuuga probably offers often to serve as the attendant if he sees you struggling because he wants to help.

♡ Hyuuga is very good at math, so he probably offers to take any tasks that involve a fair share of mathematics to help out. He is quick with it and he actually really enjoys solving any math problems.

♡ You both get into a daily routine of being hunched over as each of you work on your own tasks. A peaceful silence in the room that is only broken when one of you notices the time and decides it's time for a break/meal.

♡ This routine becomes something that Hyuuga quickly falls into pace with and comes to enjoy. He truly enjoys being around you and helping you.

♡ Any thought that comes to the top of your head, he will gladly listen. Especially if it's a story of your youth. He wants to learn about you. Not as the saniwa, but as (Y/N). The human that he treasures spending time with.

♡ Hyuuga has a big sweet tooth when it comes to umeboshi. Even on days when he is on "break" from task work with you. He will find himself at your door, asking if you wanted to share some with him.

♡ It is moments like this that makes Hyuuga realize that he is no longer only a sword, but a Touken Danshi. He is able to choose what he wants to do and have freedom.

♡ In the past, he would never have the chance to ask his master if they wanted to share a sweet treat or to stand in the rain to enjoy the feeling on his skin.

♡ Being around you makes him feel alive. Truly alive.

♡ The day he asks if he can hold your hand, he holds it so gently like it is the most fragile thing.

♡ Slowly he brings it to his face, his face warms as he feels your hand on his cheek.

♡ "You make me feel alive and I don't want to ever forget."

♡ Hyuuga likes being physical affection. Either handholding, or just sitting close enough that there is small touches. He likes to show his feelings through touches, rather than words.

♡ Affection glances as well. His eyes are so full of love when he looks at you while you are doing your work. You can always catch him glancing at you with that affection gaze. Only for him to smile when you catch him and he goes back to his task at hand.

♡ If you want to hear him say those three special words, he will. However, he likes to show them so you never doubt him. He truly cherishes you and find any boring task to be fantastical when it is with you.

[otaku-republic]

<Article> Popular ” Touken Ranbu” characters in X Reader!

[foolish-spectre]

Driving Headcanons with the Touken Danshi (aka the Saniwa is fearing for their life)

Pairings: Touken Danshi x Reader (sorry I’m too lazy to type all of the pairings in this) uh... this can be taken as either platonic or romantic it’s up to you

Content Warnings: Potential car crashes/accidents and drunkenness because Jiroutachi, also allusion stripping because Sengo, threats of physical violence (road rage), swearing 

Word Count: 1327 words (ish)

Characters: Saniwa/Reader (they/them), Kasen Kanesada, Izuminokami Kanesada, Mutsunokami Yoshiyuki, Tomoegata Naginata (non-binary, he/they), Heshikiri Hasebe, Kashuu Kiyomitsu, Shokudaikiri Mitsutada, Jiroutachi (transwoman, she/her), Mikazuki Munechika, Kogitsunemaru, Sengo Muramasa, Azuki Nagamitsu, Hizamaru, Otegine, Sanchoumou, Nagasone Kotetsu

A/N: Ok so I wrote this A WHILE AGO and I hate driving so I forced all the Touken Danshi mentioned here to drive with me so HAH, anyways drive safely and don’t be like these bozos! also omg this is over 6 months old jeez, also i might wanna do a beach episode fic/hcs with the touken danshi hehe

(essentially Saniwa usually drives them around whenever they need to but some of the swords got curious and wanted to try driving themselves)

- Saniwa (Reader): 

    - Already knows how to drive and is the one teaching them how to 

    - Please send help 

    - “Why did I think it would be a good idea to let these swords drive….” 

- Kasen:

    - Pretended not to be interested in driving but actually wants to learn 

    - Wants to drive elegantly and with poise, but has terrible road rage 

    - Fails the driving test and gave up 

    - “My driving will be as elegant and refined as me~”

    - 15 minutes later at someone who cut him off “YOU BASTARD ILL HAVE YOUR HEAD AND SERVE IT TO SANIWA-“ 

- Izuminokami: 

    - Actually didn’t want to learn how to drive at first but then got into a competition with Mutsunokami on who could get their driver’s license quicker

    - Izuminokami is ok at driving but due to the competition aspect, he fucking floors it a lot 

    - Passed after 2-3 tries 

    - “I’m not letting that son of a bitch Mutsunokami win!” 

- Mutsunokami: 

    - One of the first Touken Danshi to want to learn how to drive, is very interested in how the car works and often studies it 

    - You would think his enthusiasm would go overboard in this case but is actually a decent driver since he took the time to practice and learn about it

    - Passed on the first try, Izuminokami was pissed 

    - “So cool! Hey Saniwa can we look at this model please!” 

- Tomoegata: 

    - Didn’t really care about it until Saniwa mentioned that they needed help driving around the rest of the Touken Danshi

    - Tried their hardest to get good at driving and basically tried thinking of it as a horse, took a little bit, is able to drive pretty well 

    - Passed on their first try 

    - “I will drive so that I can relieve the Saniwa’s burden of driving” 

- Hasebe: 

    - Also did not care until Saniwa mentioned that they needed help and he immediately looked into driving lessons 

    - Ok he passed with flying colors on the written exam but on the practical exam, he has bad road rage 

    - It took like 3-5 tries for him to pass and would not concede until he got his license 

    - “If it’s for Saniwa, I’ll drive them everywhere!” 

- Kashuu: 

    - Could not give any less of a shit, “Saniwa already drives me around, why do I need to drive when I know they drive me out of love~” but then wants to show his appreciation to them seeing as how they’re constantly driving them around and it’s getting to them since they’re anxious about driving 

    - Honestly he was scared as hell when first driving, was constantly afraid of accidentally damaging his car and other cars, so he was anxious, drives much slower out of fear, took a while to get used to driving, poor baby needs a lot of reassurance

    - Passed on first try 

    - While driving on the freeway “Wahhhh this isn’t cute at all!!!” 

- Micchan (Shokudaikiri Mitsutada): 

    - Was also in the camp of wanting to drive and wanted to drive in a cool car (sorry Micchan we’re not that rich) and really studied hard with Mucchan on driving 

    - In the beginning, Acts like he knows what he’s doing, in reality he doesn’t know jack shit, takes a while but he gets the hang of it, is a pretty calm driver 

    - Passed on the 2nd try because he made some easy mistakes caused him to insta-fail 

    - “Hey Saniwa can we get this car, it’s so cool- what? It’s not in our budget?” 

- Jiroutachi: 

    - No just no, you know why 

    - Booze and driving do not mix, mostly just gets you or someone else to drive her around (taroutachi is the one who learns how to drive lol) 

    - Is passed out drunk in the backseat 

    - “Drive fasterrrr~ hehehehe” 

- Mikazuki: 

    - You would think that this old man wouldn’t be up to it but he’s actually interested in learning how to drive

    - However he drives like he’s in a Fast & Furious movie and Saniwa often fears for their life while in the car with him, yet while driving like in a car chase, he still keeps his calm demeanor 

    - Maybe it was to mess with Saniwa but somehow he passed on the first try 

    - He’s talking about how the earth turns to roads when it was once rivers “JIJI PLEASE WATCH THE ROAD” 

- Kogitsunemaru: 

    - Wanted to learn how to drive in order for Saniwa to get some rest from driving (in reality it’s so he can have more time with them and so they can brush his hair) 

    - Was really confused on what he was supposed to do but after a lot of lessons, he became confident in his driving 

    - That being said it took him like 3 tries in order to pass 

    - “Anything for Nushi-Sama, but which direction do I go in once I reverse?” 

- Sengo: 

    - Was also surprisingly interested in learning how to drive and was seen talking to the car??? (I’m in love with my car plays in the bg /j) 

    - Despite what others may think, he’s a natural at driving and you feel so safe in the car with him??? Saniwa could take a breather in the chaos with him that being said he often says he’ll strip in the car 

    - Passed on first try with flying colors 

    - “Fufufufufufufu, the car is obeying my commands, shall I strip? Why are you asking me to pull over?” 

- Azuki: 

    - Mostly wanted to learn how to drive so he could drive the Tantous to get sweets and to get groceries without having to get Saniwa to drive him every time 

    - Thankfully doesn’t have road rage but he’s very slow, like too slow man, like driving 40 mph on a freeway type of slow, Saniwa was about to push him out of the driver’s seat and floor it for him, he’s just concerned for the children’s safety 

    - Passed after 2-3 tries 

    - After Saniwa tells him to please be within the speed limit “Think of the children Saniwa, I don’t want to accidentally shake them with my driving.” You almost get pulled over for driving so slow, Azuki

- Hizamaru: 

    - Mostly just wanted to be able to drive his brother and you around, nothing else, so he put his heart into learning how to drive 

    - Did pretty well on the written portion but was too overly concerned on the road to focus, often Saniwa had to reassure him that he’s doing great 

    - Passed on his 2nd try, would have passed on the 1st try if he didn’t second guess himself 

    - “Maybe Anija will remember my name once I drive him everywhere!” Hizamaru baby….

- Otegine: 

    - Huh??? Why are you asking a spear that’s only good at piercing to drive? Was really against it until he saw how much ‘fun’ everyone else was having and decided to give it a go

    - His driving is choppy and abrupt to say the least, Saniwa’s head hit the windshield a couple of times over how abrupt his stops were, he apologized every time 

    - It took him like 3-5 tries to pass but hey he passed! 

    - Screams this while on the freeway “The one thing I’m good is piercing, not driving!” 

- Sanchoumou: 

    - Pretty chill about it and up to try anything so he was up to try his hand at driving 

    - Maybe a little bit too enthusiastic, almost crashed into another car but hey it’s fine…. For now, but is a quick learner and good listener so he should be fine… in theory 

    - It took him like 3-4 times but hey this bird can drive now! 

    - “Let’s see how fast this little bird goes!” You had to make him slow down before he got a ticket 

- Nagasone: 

    - Was a little interested and was up for anything so he tried his hand at it

    - Pretty chill driver that made sure to listen to your instructions, honestly he comes off as a natural until you snap out of it when he runs over a curb 

    - Passed on first try

    - “I guess this counterfeit is good at driving too!” 

- After all of that however Saniwa never wanted to teach driving ever again and passes out

[monarch-of-creatures]

Epic as Saniwa

"I can handle myself you know. Let me fight! I understand that I am Saniwa and must keep Hanamaru safe, but I cannot sit here all day and do nothing.."

The Touken Danshi are like family to her [since she has none]

She would like to go out fighting with them when they go on excavations. She does have insane magical abilities after all [based on the Katsugeki anime]. Of course, Heshikiri is against it. Saniwa must be protected at all costs, according to him. Some of the other Touken Danshi do agree with him, which causes her to pout more. She is pretty sure there are some that would be probably fine with it, however.

Even if she tries to go out, a magical force sends her back home after a while in a historical excavation [also like what happens in Katsugeki].

Gets worried about the Touken Danshi "breaking" and makes sure they are healed and rested after every excavation. She cannot lose her family.. Not again.

There are nights where she cannot sleep because of her dreams.

Goes to Mikazuki for advise sometimes, as much as she refuses to admit she needs some. He gives the best after all.

Is proud whenever someone evolves to Kiwame form, but being a big tsundere, she doesn't show her happiness fully. Although, the sword boy is pretty sure that she can see her smiling to herself as she looks away..

[Admin Note: I do have an AU idea where she is of Japanese royalty and the Touken Danshi are her samurai. I also have another idea of the same AU but she is a kitsune girl. Also, now that Touken Ranbu Warriors is a thing, it gives me ANOTHER idea to write a one shot about the game's story. Perhaps in the future >w>]

[avi-stella]

From Here and There | Taroutachi x Reader

》 RATING: General | GENRE: Fluff | 1,140 words 》 SUMMARY: You fawn over Taroutachi's summer yukata. 》 A/N: Trade with @ssskeletonsoffun. Thank you for trading with me, and I hope you like it!

It all started about a few days ago. A good friend of yours who owns their own shop specializing in male kimonos had asked for your help. They practically begged you to have the swords under your care to try out and model for the new summer yukata that they had in stock. They emphasized the point that your swords, as good-looking as they are, would be able to attract some attention from potential customers.

You were a bit hesitant, in truth. The way your friend phrased it, it seemed like they wanted to capitalize on your toudans and use them for the sole purpose of increasing sales. You figured that the ones underneath your care wouldn’t mind it so much, but you weren’t sure how you felt about exploiting them for their looks.

“Just so you know,” your friend started, picking up on your hesitation. “There’s this one yukata that would be perfect on Taroutachi. It’s very sleek and elegant, and I’m sure it’ll bring out his beauty well.”

That piqued your interest, as ashamed as you were to admit it, and you mentally cursed your friend for knowing you so well.

“Admittedly, it might not fit him, but I would be more than happy to have it specifically tailored so that he could model it… maybe even for you.” The words that spilled from your friend’s mouth were enticing, and their waggled eyebrows and devious smirk made your resolve waver.

“Sold.”

Now that you’re standing in front of the Citadel and surrounded by many of the tantou and wakizashi who are eager to show off their new clothes to you, you realize that you may have made a good decision back then despite your initial hesitation. Everybody seemed satisfied with their kimono and excitedly wanted to show you. Everybody looks so cute, you can’t help but fawn over each and every single one of them.

That being the case, however, your eyes not so discreetly scan the area in search of a certain oodachi that had captured your heart. Since he’s rather tall, there’s no way you can miss him if he were nearby, so when you aren't able to find him, your expression drops by a fraction. He was the one you were most looking forward to, after all.

As though sensing your plight, Tsurumaru approaches you from behind and taps your shoulder. When you turn around to look at him, he gives you a knowing grin before pointing in the opposite direction of where you were previously looking.

Your eyes instantly widen when Taroutachi makes his entrance, all clad in probably one of the most beautiful kimono you have ever seen. Well, frankly, you aren’t sure if it’s the kimono or the man himself that’s exemplifying the other’s beauty.

You excuse yourself from the others and make your way over to the oodachi as fast as your short legs can carry you. “Taroutachi!”

The man who was previously looking down at the ground in embarrassment looks up immediately at the familiar sound of your voice cheerfully calling out his name. You skid to a full stop just in front of him, your cheeks flushed and eyes shining with pure admiration. You look him over once and clasp your hands together in earnest awe.

“You look amazing!” Your compliment falls from your lips with ease, your voice clear and sincere.

“Thank you…” He murmurs, his cheeks tinged with a hint of pink.

Your grin widens at his bashful nature, and you continue to fawn over him. The black and red colours look absolutely lovely on him and brings out his features well. Despite his unnaturally tall stature, the kimono fits Taroutachi's build wonderfully, and you can’t help but feel impressed at your friend’s tailoring skills.

Without even realizing it, you start to circle around Taroutachi and take in his appearance from each and every single angle, all the while continuing to praise him. Since you seem to be quite enthusiastic about this, Taroutachi manages to keep himself still and allow you to carry on as you are, but your eager gaze and endless praise intensifies the blush he's so desperately trying to hold back.

Eventually, you find yourself standing before him once more, and you tilt your head to the side. “Can you lean down a bit for me?” you ask with a timid smile. “I want to see the details on the yukata up close.”

He does as requested, bending forward to a more reasonable height for you to properly see and appreciate the finer details and stitchwork of the attire. You’re so engrossed in gushing over the outfit that you miss the way Taroutachi’s eyes stare at you with a soft and fond gaze, his heart thumping madly against his chest at the excited and cheerful look on your face. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t a bit embarrassed to put on the yukata at first, but seeing you like this makes it all the worthwhile.

Soon enough, you bring yourself to look back up, and you realize your face is relatively level with Taroutachi's and close to yours. It's something you weren't expecting to see after being so caught up in admiring him and his outfit, and a squeak of surprise leaves your lips. The oodachi chuckles underneath his breath, the melodious sound making your heart skip a beat. He straightens himself back up to his full height, but not before moving to kiss your cheek, then your forehead, and then the top of your head.

You've pretty much stopped functioning at this point, the small and light kisses he gave you making heat rise all the way to the tips of your ears and making your mind shut down. Taroutachi seems amused, an elegant smile on his face yet with a hint of mischief dancing behind his eyes. He bends down once more to around your level, and his arms wrap themselves around your smaller figure. With great ease, he lifts you up, prompting yet another squeal to escape you from the sudden and unexpected action.

Taroutachi lifts you up until your face is level with his, and his expression shows no sign of his intention in letting you down any time soon. With that same graceful smile painted on his lips, he endearingly tilts his head to the side, and the corner of his eyes crinkle with joy. "How about it? Do you think I look just as good from this angle?"

In all honesty, it takes you a moment to answer as you're too much of a flustered mess. You nod your head, bashful as you wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face in the crook of his neck to hide your embarrassment. "You do," you tell him. "You absolutely look lovely from this angle."

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[ao3feed-toukenranbu]

Love is a Battlefield

Read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2hP834y

by nogara43

Tourabu X OCSaniwa. I'm doing the reader insert thing...again.

Words: 307, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: touken Ranbu

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi

Characters: Mikazuki Munechika

Relationships: Touken Danshi X OCSaniwa (reader inserts), Mikazuki Munechika X OCSaniwa

Additional Tags: More characters to come

Read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2hP834y

[sword-brainrot]

Toukentober Day 1: Leader

sword: Hizen Tadahiro contents: angst with happy end word count: 2500K cw: Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, PTSD, Scars, Blood, Bad Injury, Mentions of Death

overview: First mission out that Hizen has given the leadership role. An unexpected outcome to the killer's sword but the saniwa put their trust into him, even if he is quite distant from the sage. However, when he arrives back with the first team - things are not what the saniwa had expected and runs to confront Hizen.

“Aruji!! The first team is back!” 

Lightning crashed with the thudding rain droplets, the citadel shook as the silhouette of someone in the doorway to the library that the saniwa was currently resting. Their head rose and looked at the poor sword that was drenched from the heavy rain outside. What weather to welcome back the first team, perhaps they should treat them to some cookies for their hard work and make up from the lousy weather. Most of the swords were huddled together somewhere in the citadel staying warm from the bitter cold, yet the swords that just arrived home had to walk through the raged storm. The saniwa closed their book as they sat up in their big chair near the fire, a smile on their face as they looked at Hotarumaru.

“Lovely. Please tell Hizen to see me to give me the overview of the mission when he cleans up. What a shame that on his first mission he is the leader and he has to come back to such miserable weather.” They clicked their tongue slightly with a fond smile on their lips as they rose to put away their book, “Please tell him to take his time. I don’t want to rush him after he worked so hard.”

“Um…” Hotarumaru started only to fall silent. His hands fiddled with one another as he rocked back and forth on his feet. His green eyes stared at the ground, refusing to make eye-contact as he tried to find confidence to start the next sentence.

Immediately, the saniwa paused from putting the book back into the bookcase and looked over at the small Ootachi. This smile fell as the cold air of the storm swooped in and stole their breath away. Even being so close to the fire, it felt as though winter had come early and threatened to freeze them alive in the very spot they stood. They tried to wait patiently for Hotarumaru to continue but it seemed like they weren’t going to be able to do so without further prompting. Their heart raced as they asked: “What is it?”

The firefly sword snapped out of his nervous trance, his body straightening and his arms falling to their side as his grassy green eyes locked with the sage’s. His eyebrows were knitted in concern as he said the words that the saniwa never wanted to hear.

“He was taken to the infirmary. He was badly hurt and-”

Thunder boomed almost as loud as Hotarumaru’s words. The book that almost made it back to its home in the bookcase crashed to the floor as the saniwa sprinted out of the library, not bothering to hear the rest of what Hotarumaru was about to say or to grab a form of protection against the storm. It didn’t matter how the thunder rattled their bones or how the rain pelted their skin as they ran to where Hizen laid. What mattered was that the sword they chose to lead the mission was now badly hurt and the responsibility rested upon their shoulders. It was supposed to be an act of trust from the saniwa to Hizen. He was always so distant and always reduced himself to just being a killer’s sword. He was there to kill and that was it. It didn’t matter that he liked sake, or sweets. It didn’t matter that whenever he killed, he shook from the action of it.

But it mattered to them. Hizen mattered to them.

It was meant to be a simple mission with no killing. They made sure of it. They did their research so Hizen could see that they could lead a group. That he was more than capable of doing more than just killing and he didn’t have to settle to be defined by his past. Why did this happen?

The door rattled as they pushed it open with a rushed and forceful movement. Their body was dripping wet, their cheeks rosy from the cold, and their body shivered from either the cold or the situation that was presented to them. Inside the Infirmary, Hizen laid in the bed as Monoyoshi dabbed at his wounds and wrapped them in clean wrappings. Hizen’s hair had droplets of rain that was mixed in with his red and black locks. His eyes were painfully closed as new wounds littered his body. He was bleeding from everywhere. Any new bandage was quickly colored red. His left eye opened faintly to look at the saniwa, only to painfully shut once more as Monoyoshi dabbed on more medicine to his shoulder where the deepest wound lay. It was already stitched shut but it seemed like needed a bit more disinfection before he could wrap the bandages around it. 

“What happened?” A ghost of a voice rose in the quiet room that was drowned in the music of the thudding rain. It was shaky and barely recognizable, but it was surely the saniwa’s voice. When did they speak? Their mind was everywhere, yet only in one place at the same time. 

Monoyoshi finished dabbing the ointment on the tender flesh before throwing away the new soiled cotton ball. A normally shining face now only gave the faintest smile as they walked over to the saniwa and brought them to the corner of the room, away from the hurt sword. Hizen’s tired red eyes watched as the duo left him, his eyes trying to focus on them from the bed but quickly his eyelids felt too heavy and closed once more. His breath shaky as he started to drift off ever so slightly.

“He is alright, Aruji. He may not look at it from his wounds but he will make it.” Monoyoshi gently grabbed their forearm and it was only then did the sage realized how much they were shaking. Of course Monoyoshi would comfort them when they look like a leaf threatening to fall off the branch in Autumn. “Hizen was the only one that was hurt in the first team. We were tracking Prince Ōama when suddenly Kebiishi appeared. We were split up at the time but… Hizen told Chiganemaru to find the rest of the team while he ran and held off the Kebiishi. I’m not sure what would have happened to the team if it wasn’t for him but we were able to retreat before anyone broke. I’m sorry to say but we couldn’t meet our mission’s goal…”

“Nonsense. You making it back alive is what truly matters.” They sniffled, bringing their sleeve up to their face to wipe the wet droplets. One great thing about rain is that you can’t tell tears from rain droplets. A heavy sigh left their lungs as he looked at the sleeping figure on the bed. Even so close to breaking, he looked so peaceful. “Monoyoshi, would you mind giving me some time with him? As well as telling Mutsunokami and Nankaitarou about him? I’m sure they will want to rush over to see him.”

“Of course, Aruji.” Monoyoshi gave a small bow before looking over at Hizen. His forced cheery smile left as his brows knitted in concern. “I gave him some medication to help with the pain so he is probably going to be very sleepy for a while as he heals. Please let me know if there is anything I can get the both of you.”

A final smile found its way to his face as he gave the saniwa’s hand a small squeeze of comfort before leaving the room as quiet as he could. With the small rattle of the door closing, they looked over at the sleeping form. His eyes finally were not squeezed shut and looked peaceful. The scowl that normally resided on his face was now replaced with a neutral expression as he drifted into sleep. Their steps were hesitant as they made their way to his bed and to the seat that sat next to it. The heavy blanket to keep him from the cold seemed to hide a good majority of wounds that now painted his body. However, there were still many more shallow cuts on his face and chest. As well as the deep shoulder wound that Monoyoshi was just taking care of. Their eyes gazed at Hizen’s neck, an area of his body that was often covered by bandages. A scar imprinted onto his skin. It surrounded his whole neck. That’s right… Hizen’s previous master was beheaded and now Hizen wears the scar as a reminder. Hizen never talked about his previous master to them or anyone, for that matter. All they knew about them was that they were a killer and had some connection to Ryōma, Mutsunokami’s previous master. 

Staring so earnestly at the scar, they failed to notice that Hizen had shifted and began to wake. It was only when his head fell to the side to look at the sage, did they notice. His red eyes were still barely opened and it seemed like he was struggling to even focus his gaze upon who was sitting next to him. 

“Stop staring…” He groaned as his eyes fell shut once more and he took a deep breath. “I failed. You can leave.”

A deep-set frown was placed upon their lips as they looked at Hizen’s pained, yet forced sleeping expression. Clearly, he wanted to drop the topic and distance himself even more from the saniwa. He was hurt and was not in the mood. All these things were so clear… But they couldn’t help but speak.

“You came back alive and that is all I wanted.But Hizen, you shouldn’t have faced the Kebiishi all alone. I know you were protecting your team but you could have died. Please, be more careful next time.”

“What use is a sword that can’t kill when ordered to? Should of broke on the battlefield.”

A cold air filled the room. Hizen’s narrow eyes turned to the wall, away from his new master. An unsettling silence settled between the two figures as the saniwa bit their lip, hands clenching at their robes on their lap. Their shoulders shook as they tried to hold back tears from their eyes.

“How could you say that?”

“I’m a killer’s blade. If I can’t kill, I’m better off broken. That is the only use I am good for.”

“That isn’t true!” They screamed, making Hizen flinch in the bed and finally look at them. Their head was lowered as they tried to control their shaking body, taking deep breaths as Hizen watched in shock. He always knew the saniwa who was gentle to all the swords and only strict when giving direct orders in stressful movements. He had never heard their voice become this loud that even the thunder outside couldn’t overpower them. 

Their hand shot out and grabbed hold of Hizen’s. His body shuttered slightly from the sudden physical contact and he stared at them frozen. Their head rose to reveal tears threatening to tip over and run down the cheeks as they looked at the sword in the bed. Their hand was firm, yet gentle. Hizen wouldn’t be able to slip from their hold unless he actively tried. Yet, it wasn’t forceful where he felt a lot of pressure. Despite the cold and the shivering of their body, their hand was warm.

“You are alive, Hizen. You can feel my hands holding yours right now, right? You enjoy so many things in the citadel, I see it! I see how much you enjoy sake or sweets I bring home from the market. Why else do you think I always make sure there is something sweet here? Hizen… Your job is no longer assassinating people, I will make sure I never put you in that position. Your job is to protect people. You already proved that you can do that! Today! You took on a powerful foe so you could protect your team like a great leader! Your past doesn’t define you, Hizen. Not anymore if you don’t allow it to. Please… Never talk like that again.”

Their joined hands fell to the soft bedding as the saniwa cried. Their shaking was nearly uncontrollable. Hiccups filled the room and sniffles of trying to catch their breath. What could be said to such words or to make them stop crying? It’s not like Hizen was ever put in such a position before. The drowsiness in his body had begun to fade from the scream. The raising tension in his body lessened and his red eyes focused on their joined hands. He slowly grasped their hand, rubbing his rough thumb over their soft skin. A familiar action that the saniwa once used on him after a night terror. A moment he tried to block out of his mind from how pathetic he thought of himself. Yet, the saniwa said nothing about it. They calmed him down and sat next to him, rubbing their thumb over his hand while holding it. Sometimes even petting his head to lull him into sleep. Even flinching from the physical contact, he enjoyed the soft feeling of it. He never had someone treat a killer so kindly before.

“Sorry.” He muttered softly. So faint that he was sure that the heavy rain outside drowned him out and he would have to repeat himself again, even if he wanted to die from embarrassment from doing so. Luckily, they shook their head softly and their thumb gently rubbed against Hizen’s hand.

“No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled like that. Seeing you so hurt and hearing how you feel about the mission really upset me but I shouldn’t have yelled like that.” 

Another silence fell into the room as the saniwa rested their head against the mattress, exhaustion coming over them from the sobbing and adrenaline rush of the news. The silence was comfortable compared to the one before. Hizen’s hand hesitantly stroked the saniwa’s head, trying to mimic the gesture from the memory yet unconfident in their abilities. 

“I will try… to learn how to… l-live another way.” 

They looked up at Hizen, making his hand freeze in the air unsure where to put it. Their expression was pure shock as they lifted themself up. Hizen never actively spoke to them and they were accepting that the conversation of the night would have ended at the sorries before they left the room. A soft blush could be seen on his face as he looked down at the blanket that covered his body. Part of the saniwa wanted to ask if he was sure and have a further conversation on it. They knew the sword better than they thought and knew that would only make him more uncomfortable.Instead they smiled, and gently patted his head with him flinching slightly, only to lean into it.

“Thank you, Hizen. I will be by your side as you try to learn to enjoy life another way. We will go at your pace, I promise.”

[sword-brainrot]

Hello, I am in love of your touken ranbu child headcanon. really give me the warmth in my heart HAHAHA. May ask what happened if the child saniwa has a twin? like they’re both living together with the toudans after their grandparents of parents passed away. And the government had no choice but make them both saniwa or the grandparents/ parents requested them to be the next saniwa.

Very sorry that it took so long for me to do your request (‘～`；). I'm not sure what swords you wanted for this request so I chose some at random but feel free to request this again with different swords! ( ･_･)♡ I always love doing these requests for child saniwa!

Child!Saniwa with Twin Living With Nikkou Ichimonji, Jizou Yukihira, and Akita Toushirou!

♡ A child? With a twin no less? Oh boy...

♡ It would be a lie to say that Nikkou wasn't a bit hesitant about this ordeal. He was suppose to serve his master's every order... And yet his young masters didn't even reach up to his knee-

♡ The day the two was brought in before him while he was the attendant of the citadel, only to be told this is the new master of the honmaru... Nikkou doesn't show much facial expressions but you could visible see his eye brow twitch at the notion.

♡ This was no longer a master he had to serve.... This was two masters that he would have to raise. How the hell was the Left Wing of the Ichimonjis suppose to take care of children?

♡ The first day was hell for everyone involved. Him trying to show his new masters the honmaru... only for them to run around and him always losing one of them, somehow-

♡ You know those child leashes? Yeah, he invests in them so he never loses them.

♡ You think that would solve all his problems... until they tangle him up and he falls to the ground. Goodbye to the leashes after that because that was so embarrassing.

♡ He actively tries to be a teacher to the saniwas but doesn't truly understand how to give the information at their level and makes them all confused.

♡ Nikkou truly doesn't understand how they don't get the lessons he presents them. He explained it clearly and gave them plenty of details to understand???

♡ Luckily he doesn't have to raise these kiddos alone for too long before the next sword manifests and starts to help out.

♡ Jizou manifests only to be met with the sparkling eyes of the twin saniwas and an exhausted Nikkou.

♡ How fitting that the first sword they manifest is the sword shoulders the divine protection of Jizou Bodhisattva, the guardian of children, travellers, and those suffering in hell.

♡ Unlike Nikkou, who is all about order and getting the saniwas prepared for their life as the wise sage and protecting history, Jizou takes the time to sit down with them and learn about the twins.

♡ He is always smiling ear to ear as he listens to the twins go on and on about the animals they saw outside and what they colored in their notebooks.

♡ Jizou is 100% the one that actively goes with them and plays with them. They see a frog? Jizou is kneeling down to point it out to the twins and teach them interesting facts that they would be able to remember.

♡ Jizou asking the twins what certain animals sound like and crafting cute songs about animals for the twins to repeat.

♡ Meanwhile, Nikkou is in the kitchen making food and wondering how this is going to help protect history.

♡ The day he sits in on a Nikkou lesson... oh boy, does Nikkou get an earful about how bad it was after. "By the heavens, have you no wit to understand how to teach children, Nikkou Ichimonji?"

♡ It gets a bit tense in the citadel since Nikkou truly doesn't understand what he is doing wrong. Sure human children are smaller and younger than his past masters, but they have to be able to comprehend the lessons all the same, right?

♡ While Nikkou is worried about protecting history and raising the twins so they are prepared for any difficult decision that may come their way - He lacks the understanding of how to raise a child and comes off very strict. Sometimes, even unfriendly.

♡ Meanwhile, Jizou is all about raising the children so they can enjoy their youth and go at their pace. He wants to protect them from all the bad karma in the world. If it was up to Jizou, he would resign them from being saniwas so they never have to face the harsh realities of history.

♡ Jizou and Nikkou never quite see eye to eye. A tense atmosphere lingers between them.

♡ Even so, Jizou always pushes it aside when the twins are around to have a smile on his face and listen fully to what they want to talk about.

♡ Jizou is a very spiritual being and will teach phrases to the children. Such as: "Om! Ha ha ha! O wondrous one, svā‎hā‎!"

♡ Even if they don't understand or have any interest, he makes sure that he will live up to his name and always protect his adorable saniwas.

♡ While Jizou is always active in the twins life, Nikkou is much more distant and closed off. He sees himself as purely a mentor until he can be a warrior for the young masters.

♡ The next sword to manifest is Akita Toushirou, a tantou who is only a fit taller than his new twin saniwas.

♡ Unlike Jizou and Nikkou, who are very much trying to raise the twins correctly. Akita is also learning about life and shares their curiosity of the world.

♡ He is more so a friend for them to play with. They are always outside playing. From going to the beach, to bird watching, to playing in the dirt, or planting flowers together - They are best of friends.

♡ You know Akita is going in their room for sleepovers. It's a bonus because that means Jizou will also read them a bedtime story, normally some type of poetry that they don't completely understand the deeper meaning... But the thought is what counts!

♡ With a new sword in the citadel; Nikkou takes it upon himself to start teaching Akita swordsmanship.

♡ The twins will quickly realize that their new best friend has suddenly not been around as much to play and find themselves also signing up for Nikkou's lessons.

♡ Jizou is also there to give a watchful eye and make sure Nikkou doesn't overdo it.

♡ As terrible as Nikkou is at giving them lessons on history, or math, or really anything - He is actually an amazing teacher at swordsmanship.

♡ They all get wooden swords and he teaches them how to stand, where to place their feet, adjusting their grip on the sword, etc.

♡ The twins do a great job at preforming the move that Nikkou just showed them? They are getting head pats because he is proud of them but can't express it accurately with words.

♡ Nikkou always coughs nervously into the back of his hand when he catches the gaze of Jizou, who is wearing a proud smile upon his face.

♡ The aura of the citadel becomes more easy going and more like a family. Jizou and Nikkou still don't completely see eye to eye but they are more understanding of one another.

♡ One day, Akita suggested that they draw a picture of the citadel to the twins.

♡ It was not a masterpiece, but it was an adorable stick drawing filled with character and heart. And very very colorful.

♡ In it, the twins were holding Nikkou's hands while Akita and Jizou took hold of their free hands.

♡ At dinner, they presented their drawing to Nikkou and Jizou as they sat down.

♡ Jizou was full of compliments, of course.

♡ But it was Nikkou's expression that told it all. He didn't say a word but his mouth hung open and his eyes wide.

♡ A normally tense face now looked at this colorful drawing like it was the most stunning thing imaginable.

♡ A mischievous smile on Jizou's face as he asked, "Do you like it, Ichimonji-san?"

♡ Clearing his throat, he puts it aside and tells everyone to eat.

♡ The next day, it is hung up for everyone in the citadel to see.

♡ Nikkou actively goes to Jizou to discuss his teaching plans for the twins and how to make it more kid friendly for them to understand.

♡ From investing in child leashes to investing in gold star stickers, Nikkou goes out of his way to change and become someone that the twins would look up to and want to grow to be.

♡ Any activities that Jizou, Akita, and the twins would go together together (like firework shows or the beach), Nikkou is now tagging along and offering to carry the little ones whenever they get tired.

♡ He is still rather dense with raising kids and not understanding their jokes ("Why did the pony get sent to his room?" "Aruji, horses don't have rooms. I don't believe it's wise for them to be in any household room because-" "He wouldn’t stop horsing around!" "...What?")

♡ Nikkou learns how to treasure life in the moment instead of worrying about the future. He is normally the one that takes care of internal affairs and missions but that doesn't mean he doesn't ask for them for their input.

♡ Especially with who is on farm duty, kitchen duty, etc. He allows them to pick whoever they want.

♡ Nikkou never sees himself as the leader of the citadel. He may give the orders for now, but he will forever be the wing to make his masters fly.

[sword-brainrot]

Saniwa can sew really well, and they make Oodenta a plush animal so he can feel less alone. How does he react to the gift?

Saniwa Makes Oodenta a Plush Animal

♡ When you hand him the small plush, he holds it in the palm of his hand. Just Staring At It. No expression or grasp on it at all.

♡ It looks so tiny in his hand and his eyes are just taking in all the detail of it but refusing to let his fingers even touch it slightly in fear he may break it.

♡ You will probably grow a bit anxious as you watch him because on the outside, it looks like he doesn't know what to do with it and doesn't appreciate the effort you put in.

♡ Sohayanotsurugi would have to elbow his brother to get him to snap out of his trance with a smile on his face as he comments, "Your gift made me speechless, aruji!"

♡ Only when his brother gently elbows his arm does he realize that the world isn't just him and this plush animal.

♡ Oodenta is terrible at conveying his emotions well but realizing he was staring off into space, he will lock eyes with you once more and mutter a soft; "thank you".

♡ Before going back to looking at the stuff animal in his hand.

♡ That is really everything that happens that you see when you first hand over the gift. You don't see the animal again or hear Oodenta mention it again until many months later.

♡ Part of you probably thought he lost it or didn't care for it but that is the complete opposite of what actually happened.

♡ Oodenta was so enamored by the small little guy that he didn't want any harm to come to it. You took the time to sew something just for him and he didn't want to destroy it.

♡ Most days, he is too scared to touch it. He thinks just his grasp with tear it apart.

♡ He gives his new friend a spot in his room and makes sure they are always safe. They can get plenty of sun, and even gives it a bed at night.

♡ He is very doting to the friend you made him. Even if most days, he just stares at it at a far. Filled with fond emotions.

♡ On hard days of animals running away from him or he is feeling extra lonely, Oodenta does hold it gently in his cupped hands. Sometimes even falling asleep with it at night.

♡ No matter how careful he is with the plush animal, a day comes that breaks his heart.

♡ Thinking there was a speck of lint on his small friend, he tries to pull it off, only for the little guy's stitching rips.

♡ He is heartbroken. You took the time to make him something he cares so much for and he ruined it.

♡ If you think Oodenta is standoffish and doesn't make eye-contact before, it's on a whole another level after this incident.

♡ He CAN'T look you in the eye or even in your general direction. He is filled with so much guilt.

♡ It comes to the point where Sohaya has to step in again and tell you what happened.

♡ With your sewing kit in hand, you make your way to his room to fix his buddy.

♡ Oodenta blocks your path when he opens the door. He can not let you see the horror he committed.

♡ Regardless, you get passed the scary giant to see that the plush in in a small bed with what looks like a cast covering the spot where it ripped. It's too cute that you have to muffle your laughter to not hurt Oodenta's feelings.

♡ Honestly, the rip is not terrible at all. Just enough of the stitching came undone to have some of the fluff inside pop out slightly.

♡ You can tell he attempted to try to fix it himself but quickly gave up when he couldn't get the hang of it and thought he was making it worse.

♡ This is the only time that you realize Oodenta is wearing a very gloomy and concerned expression on his face. His eyebrows are knitted together as his glare is fixed on the ground. Almost looking like a dejected puppy that just got caught playing with a pillow and ripping it.

♡ You are able to fix it within a minute at most and gave the animal back to him, where he cradles it gently in his cupped hand. Staring again at it like when you first gave it to him.

♡ You tell him that whenever it needs fixing again, to come to your office so you can make sure to tie it together once again.

♡ You don't know if he will but clearly he treasures it plenty, so you feel pretty confident in the future he will ask you to fix it for him.

♡ Also making note to give his plush friend some more plush friends of its own.

♡ He may not smile or verbally express how much he cherishes the gifts you give him, but actions speak louder than words sometimes. And Oodenta's unapologetically can not mask how much he cares about his tiny plush animal friend.

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( romantic Hc ,Scenario or whatever it's fine) Himetsuru seems cold and annoyed to the Saniwa (ofc he only care for cute little Tantou😂) , what if The Saniwa trying to give up on him like stop calling for his attention,don't want to bother him anymore cause they don't want to be hates by him😢😢😢 //happy ending pls🙏

genre: angst/fluff word count: 3962 cw: N/A summary: Following Himetsuru's point of view, he goes about his day realizing that something is missing. Or, rather someone. His saniwa, who normally is very cheerful and always comes to talk to him - is no where to be found. If anything... It is like they are avoiding him. That can't be, right? How could they go from trying to capture his affections to disappearing from his sight in one day? It doesn't bother him... Just more peaceful for him to go about his day. Yet... What is this melancholy feeling?

Please Chase Me (Himetsuru Ichimonji x GN!Reader)

Birds sing their sweet tunes as cicadas try to speak over them on this hot afternoon. The citadel, already bustling with activity, plays their own tune of laughter and occasional shouts from one another. A typical day. Like any normal day, a certain sword still resides under their heavy comfort blanket, an eye mask blocking the dim light shining through the cracks of the screen door, and braided silver hair slowly coming undone from the movement throughout the night. 

Himetsuru is known for his late sleeping well into the day. Sleeping early in the night and sleeping late into the day. His body and mind now rested well but if you asked him, he could sleep for an hour or two more. Nonetheless, he had to get up for his afternoon tea and to watch the tantous play in the summer heat. A tired body slowly rose from the ground and the muscles under his clothes slowly stretched as a satisfying pop resounded within it. A soft sigh was all that could be heard within the room as the flawless princess sword took off his eye mask to greet the dim room with his icy eyes. His thin, nimble fingers undoing his braids as he got to work to get ready for the day. 

The screen door slid open silently as Himetsuru appeared before it in his normal casual outfit. A well-fitted black turtleneck with no sleeves that goes to his knees, along with some comfortable sweat-pants and a warm jacket that is only worn over his shoulders. His hair is, once again, perfectly put together and brushed. Himetsuru needs to make sure that any eye that catches his beauty is aware of exactly how eye-catching he truly is. A personal motivation wherever he goes is to be the most pretty being in the room. There is a reason he is known as princess crane, and he is going to live up to that name. The sun enhances his beauty as it shines on him in a perfect angle to make his silver hair shine even more, circling the outline of his head with an angelic glow.

The tantous were already out and about, yelling and chasing each other on the green grass. Normally one would believe that it is a game that is all well and fun, however Namazuo was among them. Even from far away, Himetsuru could imagine the mischievous grin that would be on the young sword’s face from increasing the risk of the normal game of tag. Especially if Namazuo was assigned on horsekeep duty for the day… Saniwa didn’t seem to assign him to tending to the horses nearly as much as before after finding out his devious plans to pull pranks on the other swords. Himetsuru could feel a soft chuckle threaten to slip out of his throat as he reminded himself of the saniwa’s expression when they found out about how Namazuo would use the horse manure to inflict fear into the tantous (and any other sword that threatened to feel his wrath) as he chased them through the field. Once even going INSIDE the citadel. That was quickly punished and, not as easily, cleaned up. A shiver still follows the memory from the terrible smell that refused to vanish from the walls…

A quick adventure to the kitchen to grab his tea and cup, brought him back to his favorite spot, a perfect view of the tantous running on the hill and the sun hitting his skin just right to warm him up. Sakurayu tea settled in the cup in his hand as the steam rose to remind him of the lovely scent of the lost sakura trees of the summer. Enjoying the warmth of the drink sliding down his throat as Samidare hides in the branches of a tree just above poor Gokotai, who has not been able to tag anyone yet. A pitying smile on Himetsuru’s face as he watches the sad act before him. Perhaps after his tea he will help the poor boy out. Regardless of the persona Himetsuru tries to keep up around the citadel, his heart is very weak towards the tantous; especially the Uesugi clan tantous. Going from a cold beauty that can only behold from a far to a tall crane that just wanted to wrap his kids in his arms and become brotherly to all of them. A weakness he wouldn’t ask to get rid of. 

His day was going as per usual. Late wake up, tea to start his day while watching the tantous play… He was only missing one aspect to his day to complete the daily routine.

“Himetsuru-san.” Called a voice to his left. Ah, there is the last piece that was missing from his day. The saniwa that always interrupted his tea time to try to playfully talk to him, trying to make him smile any which way that was possible. Only for his cold stare to look over at them and a grumble of his breath as they approached him everyday. He would always treat them passively with no interest, yet they kept coming back to garner his affections. So far, it has not worked and he was not going to let them win. Afterall, his allure was that he was like a painting on a wall. He couldn’t let anyone get close to him and tire of him after getting what they want. He has to keep pulling them along.

“So you finally show up, aru-” Himetsuru’s voice got caught in his throat as his aloof gaze rested on the voice to his left. His eyebrows rose slightly at who appeared before him. “Sorry, I thought you were someone else. What can I help you with, Juzumaru-dono?”

The tall figure, even taller than Himetsuru, smiled politely at the pale sword. His hair swayed ever so slightly in the summer breeze as he held his hands clasped before his person. His eyes never opened to show that he was aware of who was around him, yet he found Himetsuru anyway. Clearly he had a way of seeing. Though, that was a mystery that no one truly knew the answer to. A mystery that Himetsuru was slightly intrigued by but wouldn’t die without finding out the answer to it. Juzumaru kept his distance from other swords normally but was polite to all he did encounter. Himetsuru had a positive perspective of the wise sagely sword and couldn’t find it in his heart to be aloof to such a person. 

“I apologize for interrupting your tea, Himetsuru-san. However, it seems like you are setting the table for dinner today with Mouri-kun. He is currently awaiting your help.”

Well this is a surprising turn of events, indeed. Any work that he had to do that involved him getting messy were events of him complaining before, during, and long after it had been done. Although he complained that his hair is forever ruined by the soil getting into it, he never went against the wishes of the saniwa and followed orders. He whined about it to them on occasion, just to tease them, but over time he began to notice that he was assigned less to citadel work that required him to dirty his form. It would be a lie to say that realizing this fact did not make him rosy at the cheeks with a grin on his doll-like face. Was he truly that valued to his saniwa that they would go out of their way to soften his childish woes as such? 

Clearly not since that very same saniwa refused to show their face at their daily tea time. He may have not invited them at the start, but they kept inviting themselves each time. It felt strange for them to suddenly not appear. He did not like his routine to be messed with because of a troublesome master. One last tip of his sweet tea brought him to his feet to go help the green-haired tantou with the table.

“Thank you for telling me,” Himetsuru bowed slightly to one of the great heavenly swords and collected his things to make his way to the dining area. 

….

An alluring aroma drifted into the dining hall as Himetsuru stepped through the door. Mouri was already setting down plates for the meal to come. His soft violet eyes drifting up to see the new presence within the hall and a cheerful smile appearing as his eyes landed on Himetsuru.

“Himetsuru-san! Good afternoon!” He cheered, nearly dropping a plate he was balancing but his quick reflexes saved the day before glass covered the floor before him. 

A barely visible smile found its way onto Himetsuru’s lips. Although small, full of compassion for the young sword. He found his way to the tantou, carefully lifting the burden of the plates from his hands and softly patting his head.

“Afternoon, dear Mouri. You have worked hard. Go play and I will take care of the rest, alright?” A tedious job that was setting the table for the large citadel but a job he will do himself for the sake of Mouri to enjoy the last remaining sun with his brothers. Plus, it would give him quiet time to go over why the saniwa decided to not show their face to him today. It was unusual. 

Mouri’s brows knitted together in worry at such a big task, clearly not wanting to leave Himetsuru to take on such a task by himself. A simple tilt of his head to the door and a look of ‘I will not take no as an answer’ was all that was needed. He was not going to take Himetsuru's kind offer for granted and argue, ruining the peaceful atmosphere within the hall. His footsteps padded against the mat under his feet as he made his way to the door, only to stop when Himetsuru called out to him as he opened it to escape into the hall. Mouri’s head turned to gaze at him, a confused and concerned expression clear on his face. Did he decide he wanted Mouri’s help after all? 

“Have you seen Aruji today? Are they unwell?” Himetsuru asked, a bit quiet from his normal voice and his eyes not connecting to the tantou’s as they usually did. The question was out of his mouth before he could stop himself. If they didn’t show up to their expected meeting time then it could very well be that they are feeling under the weather. In that case, Himetsuru can not be mad or assume absurd conclusions from them missing. 

“Oh! Yes, I have. They are doing well! I brought tea to them as they did paperwork.” Mouri exclaimed cheerfully as Himetsuru sullenly nodded his head, dismissing them. His grip on the plates tight as he got to work to release them from his grasp.

‘So they are well and missed coming to converse with me because of paperwork? Have they fallen behind on their work? That does not sound like them at all. They always made time for the swords in the citadel and did their work in a timely manner, though sometimes having to go late in the night before they put it off too long. So… That means they are avoiding me?’ Himetsuru dropped a plate at a low height onto the table with a CLASH. The thought echoed through his body and caused him to drop a fragile plate. Luckily, it didn’t break but it did cause a few to rush in to check to make sure everyone was okay. A quick apology was all that was needed to cause the small crowd to disperse from the room. Nothing was broken so it was of no big importance to stay. Except for one thing.

‘I’m jumping to conclusions. They are busy, Himetsuru. Stop being so full of yourself. They will surely apologize after dinner like they always do for not being able to interact with me during the day. Like always I will playfully tease them that I didn’t even notice and be about my evening with telling them to make it up to me by walking with me to my room. Silly Himetsuru, you are letting your pride get to your head and seeing aruji in a negative light like a fool.’ He chided himself in his head as he finally finished setting the table, and the food began to be brought in for the whole citadel to eat together like usual. Normally, he would be seated and the saniwa would claim a seat next to him to talk over their meal.

That didn’t happen this time. Himetsuru took the seat he always did and awaited as the ocean of swords came into the hall, chatter and laughter filling the room as the seats were taken. Saniwa was not on his side. Instead they were at the total opposite side of the table at the head. It made sense, they were an all powerful sage that belonged at the highest positioned seat at the table.

So why did the simple act of sitting elsewhere fill his heart with some much loneliness?

The chatter of the whole citadel blends into nonsense conversation in Himetsuru’s ears. His hands move silently as he eats, no conversation to be had during dinner for once. If anyone notices his more sullen attitude, they fail to mention it directly to the host. Instead Himetsuru’s icy eyes linger on the food he is consuming. The food, for once, failing to have taste to the poor crane. His eyes, ever so slowly, linger to the saniwa at the head of the table. Their eyes are bright and their smiles blissful. Such gifts would be seated next to him and directed at him, but not today. His heart aches with each beat as they watch for too long and their eyes connect with the target of the entertainment. Saniwa realizes he is watching but no smile is directed his way. Instead, a hurried turn of their head and look away from him. 

He never knew you could stab someone without a sword. Well, that confirms they have been avoiding him on purpose. Not even daring to meet their eyes for a second longer and wishing to escape the single shared moment in time. He painfully pulled his eyes away from the person he used to spend his day to day with. A single final swallow of whatever food was left in his mouth, he wouldn’t be able to tell anyone what it was since it lacked any taste to him, and he lifted off his seat to leave. From his knowledge, no eyes followed his retreat. Why would they? This was not unusual for him to go back to his room so early to sleep. Typical Himetsuru. Yet, if they did, they would see a storm in his eyes. One that could tell so much: Hurt, Regret, Longing…

He was the villain of this story. He pushed them away and selfishly wanted them back. Would they come back? Would he have to cast his pride aside and beg? Could he even do that when he was so prideful? Perhaps this is the start of the day where he loses the person he didn’t know he needed most in his life. 

The walk back to his room was less of a person making their leisurely stroll to end the night and more of a lost phantom searching for the meaning of their journey. A heavy sigh shook their body as the door closed behind in his room. Their shoulders weak and his body slowly slumping into a fetal position to fall asleep in. His heavy eyes closed as his heart ache, hoping for sleep to ease the pain for the person he drove away. 

….

A figure sits in front of a mirror, their hair clean from a recent wash and still damp, with faint makeup on their complexion to enhance the features that already make them eye-catching. There sits the Saniwa of the citadel in a white robe. The lights around the mirror are almost blinding as the details of the background are blurred in their vision, too focused on their reflection. They can’t remember how they ended up seated in what they could only guess is a dressing room. Perhaps it doesn’t matter because the only thought is how stunning they currently learn. So absorbed that they only realize they are not alone when a fluffy, warm white towel falls upon their head and gently rubs out the excess water from their hair. 

Their hair is now dry and the towel is pulled away to reveal the princess sword himself, Himetsuru. He looks like he always does in the citadel, it seems like only they are dressed up for whatever is about to happen. Himetsuru doesn’t catch their eye in the mirror, focusing so closely on the top of their head. They don’t even notice that he has a brush in his hand as he smooths the clean locks and starts to style it to the dream look. A style they always dreamed of being able to wear in reality.

Dream.

“Himetsuru,” Their voice rings out in the silence. Surprising even themselves that they are capable of talking. “Did you enter my dream?”

A teasing smile creases his features as his eyes finally look up and meet theirs. Only for their gentle hands to go back to the task in hand. Although he is normally a sword that refuses to touch anyone, it seems as if he is in his element at this moment. Focusing purely on the subject before them to fulfill their desired look. The smile on his face fades every so slightly to take on a more soft and compassionate expression. 

“Sometimes I hate your mind for being so quick-witted. Can’t even have my own fun.” A playful pout that holds no merit within it. As he finishes with their hair, his hand softly grasps their’s and leads them away from the mirror. 

It is only then that the scene before them materializes. Sure enough, it is a dressing room. A rather empty dressing room, but it would do the job in reality. Inside is a rack full of an assortment of outfits of all different colors and a two seater couch. Himetsuru wastes no time to start going through the clothes. Everytime pulling out an outfit with a judgemental look, only to decide it does not fit his image and throw it over his shoulder to move onto the next. Somehow they always disappear before hitting the floor behind him. Some outfits he holds up to the saniwa, only to decide it’s not what he is looking for and drop it right then and there. Never being satisfied. Perhaps he will never be satisfied with the options given to him. Or maybe, he is trying to keep his hands busy as he gathers courage to speak again.

 

“I was too nervous to speak to you in person so I chose dream you. I’m not even sure you will remember this when you wake up but that is my own punishment for being so weak and childish.” 

They wanted to speak up and refute his words, but the look in his eyes told them best to let him say his peace. The storm in his icebound eyes was one of pain and wishing to say his peace before he lost all courage he had left. They didn’t want to forget his words or his expression when they awoke, so they stayed silent and watched him tediously check the fabric before him, and slowly looked back at their face. 

“You were avoiding me today, yes? I am not here to pick a fight and yell at you. I am childish but I know I have no place to do that here. If you truly wish, you could kick me out of your dreams at any moment.”

They didn’t want to kick them out. They never wanted to kick them out. 

“I am here… To apologize.” A pitiful smile appeared, one that was the last barrier before tears. “I pushed you away constantly because I was overconfident. I thought you would never leave my side and treated you not as well as I should have. I am sorry, aruji. You avoiding me today, even just one day, broke my heart. The ego I enveloped myself in, crumbled. I realized how important it is that you are by my side. I am not here to beg you to come back to my side but to finally be honest with you. The man you see in your everyday life is a weak-willed, prideful child that wishes for someone to chase after his beauty.”

His body lingered over theirs and the weight of the world seemed to crash upon him as his body began to slump, his mouth so close to their ear. 

“Aruji, I am asking an immature favor from you. You needn’t agree to it but we don’t have much time left together in this dream realm.” His face touched theirs ever so slightly, soft like a feather. Their next words came out as a whisper as the scene around them began to disappear. “Please chase after me again. This time I won’t make the same mistake twice.”

And with that the sword, known as Himetsuru Ichimonji, was gone.

 

…..

The sun beats down on the green summer grass. The citadel is silent with sleep. The only sound that resounded through the early morning palace was a single sliding door opening and fast footsteps padding on the wooden flooring. The saniwa raced down to the usual spot where Himetsuru always drank his afternoon tea. They didn’t know why they felt the need to race there so early in the morning when the princess sword would surely be sleeping in on such a day but that dream stayed with them. They needed to be there as soon as he awoke to finally speak back to him on what he said.

As they turned the corner, they were greeted with that very sword, sitting in the sun as it gave his silver hair a golden halo. A tea cup sat in his hands and another one on the tray where Saniwa would normally sit. Heavy breaths were the only signal to their appearance as Himetsuru turned towards it. A friendly smile and a quirk of his eyebrow.

“You are up early, Aruji. Are you feeling up to having some tea with me?”

“I remember. I never hated you… I just didn’t want you to hate me for my constant persistence to be around you.” The second half of their words were strained from the running and the embarrassment of the statement. Himetsuru didn’t seem to mind, hearing them just fine and encouraging them to come sit beside him.

As they took their seat and picked up the cup with some fragrant tea, a soft hand touched their cheek. Their head sprung up to look at the origin of where such a soft touch came from. A sweet, heavenly smile greeted them as they looked at him in awe. 

“I could never hate an adoring fan.”

Saniwa was half ready to kill him and half fighting the soft chuckle that wanted to escape them. Himetsuru was truly a mystery to the whole citadel. Prideful and childish. Kind and funny. A beauty to all. One that saniwa didn’t want to let go and one that Himetsuru wanted to keep pulling them along with. One day, he may feel comfortable letting the darker parts of his mirror heart shine. For now, the princess will have tea with his majesty.

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hi!! could i request TosaGumi (together, not separately) taking care of a really sick saniwa? 👉👈

Tosagumi caring for Sick!Saniwa (GN!Reader)

♡ To say the saniwa is taken care of while sick is an understatement. The TosaGumi boys rarely leave their side while they are very sick.

♡ Nankaitarou a practiced medical profession being the true savior with two bickering idiots by his side.

♡ "Aruji! I brought a bunch of meat for you to eat and get stronger!" "Mutsu, shut up. You're being loud and annoying!" "Hizen, Mutsunokami. Please. Our patient needs rest. Lower your voices."

♡ Nankaitarou goes the extra mile taking care of saniwa. He would take their temperature every day, make sure they take their medicine to help lower their fever, always make sure they have some tea during the day to help with the hoarse throat, and changing the ice pack on their forehead.

♡ He would probably go as far as doing blood-work to extra examine the poor saniwa but he knows that stress would not help them so he doesn't put them through that as well.

♡ Nankaitarou doesn't sleep much. He didn't before and he sure doesn't now. Very rarely does Mutsu and Hizen take over for him so he can rest.

♡ Saniwa will quickly get used to his eyes, with dark bags underneath them, staring down at them with a small smile as they exclaim; "Ah, your complexion is much better today! You will be healthy soon enough!"

♡ If they were stronger they might comment back, "Nankaitarou, you are the one that looks like they are about to faint now-"

♡ Nankaitarou kicks out the other TosaGumi boys quite often, much to them arguing about it. He really can't win. They either argue inside the room or outside in the hall for everyone to hear.

♡ With saniwa's fever being so bad, he often has to change the sheets and their clothing. Washing their skin with cool water to help clean them somehow.

♡ He tries very hard to not make them uncomfortable with these acts. Often giving them fabric to cover themselves so he just focuses on the parts of the skin they can't clean easily themselves and always turning away when they dress themselves. He only stays in the room to make sure they don't faint from the heavy fever.

♡ When they become well enough, he has the boys fetch plenty of bath scrubs and create a bubble bath for them to clean themselves and relax.

♡ He still stays in the main room just in case anything goes wrong he can rush into the bathroom but he knows they need their privacy just as much as anyone.

♡ Mutsunokami is a lovable idiot. Some say this man has never got sick because he is so carefree!

♡ So taking care of saniwa is not exactly his strength.

♡ He is always around though. Telling them stories of what is going on in the citadel. The funny stories. The stories of him causing trouble only for the saniwa to tiredly shake their head at him.

♡ He brings them movies to watch together, even if he is fully aware that they will not stay awake for the full of it. He wants them to have someone beside them and be the right-hand man if they need anything.

♡ If saniwa's fever is making them very cold, he will offer to cuddle with them since he is a heater of body heat.

♡ His arms would wrap around them as they rest their head on his chest. The soft motion of stroking the back of their head as they relax, and him faintly humming the song his previous master always used to sing. Only for their breath to steady and they can fall asleep.

♡ Mutsunokami also happens to fall asleep with them. No way is he going to move and wake them on accident!

♡ ...He may get sick after this event.

♡ Hizen is similar to Mutsunokami where he isn't too aware how to care from someone.

♡ His past life was one of a killer and a poor one at that. If someone gets sick, they have a very high chance of dying.

♡ Seeing Saniwa very sick makes him an anxious mess and the main reason he never wants to leave their side.

♡ He doesn't want to look away for a second and not catch them struggling to take their breaths.

♡ He may not know for sure what to do but he has the right spirit.

♡ Everyday they wake up, they will see a snack beside them. Only to doze off again and awake to a new pile of snacks.

♡ Where is he stealing all these??

♡ Hizen knows that food makes him happy so surely that will help healing them. They can't starve if he keeps putting snacks by them.

♡ He may steal some books as well to entertain them. Which swords lost books that day, the world may never know-

♡ Saniwa internally has to remind themselves to tell Hizen to return these items after they get better... But will he remember who he even took these from?

♡ Hizen isn't the biggest reader so it is a big mystery if he even knew what he was picking up to entertain them.

♡ Hizen has a bit of trouble reading but Saniwa asking him to read them to sleep will make him try to. Even if they grumble about it.

♡ They will hear him sounding out words and trying very hard to read out loud fluently. Although it is a bit hard to understand sometimes, it is flattering to hear them try so hard for them.

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hello there! might i request oodenta, nikkari, and hasebe interactin with a saniwa who has a lot of trust issues of, not necessarily others, but of themselves? thank you very much!

Oodenta Mitsuyo, Nikkari Aoe, and Heshikiri Hasebe with Saniwa with Self Trust Issues (GN!Reader)

♡ Honestly, they both suffer from that.

♡ Oodenta lives in constant fear and trust issues within himself since he doesn't want to hurt others.

♡ I think he wouldn't realize they also suffer from the same issues since he is so focused on his own actions and words. It's only one day when they say something along the lines of, "I don't think I should make a choice. It will probably be wrong."

♡ He probably wouldn't say much to encourage them. Small phrases. Since emotional vulnerability is hard for him to express.

♡ He would remind them that even if they don't trust themselves, he trusts them. Most likely when they express their doubts with themselves and their abilities, he will speak up and say; "Good Idea."

♡ He would also ask them their thoughts on the matters when in meetings together. Although... with his scary scowl that rests naturally on his face, saniwa may believe that he watching their every move - waiting for them to mess up.

♡ Which in turn... makes me a little more distant with wanting to focus his attention on them but also not wishing to scare them.

♡ It would be a big work in progress between the two. Him, becoming more comfortable with expressing himself more and actually speaking his mind more. Them, with working on trusting themselves more and making a mistakes doesn't make them unqualified to be doing what they love.

♡ Oodenta seeing them work so hard every day on being the version they always wanted to be, he would also try.

♡ Oodenta would try to speak his mind around them more but constantly reminding them to "tell me if I ever say something you do not like" because this man lives in constant fear of the people he cares about hating him.

♡ Even though... He is preparing himself for that fate everyday. Not thinking anyone will stay by his side long. This man was locked in a shed because people were scared of him when he was in his sword form....

♡ He would also try to get closer to animals! Still very wary since he would never want to kill an animal. The citadel can practically see the anxiety surround him when he sees a cute tiny animal approaching him.

♡ In time, as he gets closer to the saniwa, he would ask them if they could go with him to try to get closer to animals.

♡ He would still be very hesitant to hold them but feels calmer with them there next to him.

♡ Oodenta isn't the best with his words but he tries to be encouraging. If they are ever spiraling down in doubt, he will ask short questions to understand why they are thinking they way they are.

♡ "I don't think I'm good enough for this-" "why?" "Because others do it better than I do." "so? You're good enough."

♡ It may seem like he is a little stubborn and looking for a fight. In reality, he is trying to just guide them to seeing that they are fine the way they are.

♡ He is able to do this with others but with himself he still has a hard time not letting his thoughts get the best of him. The big problem with Oodenta is that he keeps it inside and then isolates.

♡ Saniwa asking him about his own thoughts and asking why he is separated from everyone. Normally he would just ignore them and ask if they can leave him alone.

♡ But has their bond strengthened, he tries to speak about it and explain.

♡ It's rough... He isn't used to that. He didn't realize how emotional it was until he tried to speak and he felt his throat tighten on him. Very curt responses and refusing to make eye contact.

♡ If they still sticks by his side and tries their best to listen to everything he has to say, he will slowly be able to explain.

♡ "Better if I am not around, I'm dangerous." "Do you want to be alone?" "....No." "Then I don't think you should be alone. You aren't as dangerous as you think you are. I mean, look at me! I'm happier beside you, Oodenta!"

♡ It's not an easy journey with either of them. The active encouragement goes a long way for their friendship and feeling more comfortable with their own abelites and person. The voice will always be in the back of their heads but it's easier to push away or argue back to realize that they are more capable than they give themselves credit for.

♡ And if either of them ever need someone, they have someone to lean on and understand.

♡ Even if Oodenta never talks too much, subtle touches go a long way. If he ever sees saniwa overthinking and clenching their hands, his hand will gently grasp their hand until they feel them loosen them. Only to pull away after. No words but he sees and cares in his own way.

♡ Nikkari can read people well... Perhaps TOO well. Especially when he can relate to them.

♡ When Nikkari sees his saniwa falter when about to speak, open their mouth only to shut it again, and distant themselves from others - he sees all of it.

♡ Meeting his overlooking gaze will be rewarded with a knowing grin from him. Friendly enough, but also telling of: "I know something about you that others may not".

♡ Would Nikkari ever bring it up first? Perhaps not. He has his own issues with his own trust in himself, he most likely not think he is a well fit to discuss such matters.

♡ That doesn't stop him in the late nights, going around looking like a ghost in the halls, to meet with Ishikirimaru because he would think he could handle it better than Nikkari ever could.

♡ Ishikirimaru is a healing sword. Nikkari killed a ghost child and can never be divine. Of course he would think lowly of himself when facing someone with similar confidence in themselves like he does.

♡ Sadly for him, Ishikirimaru simply gives advice to Nikkari instead of going out of his way to approach you and help. Not what Nikkari would of liked.

♡ "For a spiritual healing sword... You sure know how to torment someone. Is this my divine punishment?"

♡ So he watches. He watches you struggle and see himself in your actions. Biting the inside of his lip because he wants to say something to make it right but he can't even make his own situation "right".

♡ Nikkari would speak up in meetings for you, asking you what you would think.

♡ Clearly you notice. You noticed his stare (which is more frequent from before), his smile when you catch his gaze after not being able to speak, and you notice him speaking up for you - trusting your words.

♡ Although it is nerve-wrecking and puts you in the spotlight, no one dismisses your plans and many agree with your outlook on situations.

♡ Every time, Nikkari will give you a final smile before finally turning away from you. Almost saying, "my work here is done".

♡ If you seek him out to ask his intentions, the smile will resume on his pale lips and a tilt of his head as he gazes at your face: "What ever are you talking about, aruji? I simply asked your thoughts. Has my sinister aura finally corrupted you and you can only think of me?"

♡ Playful, mysterious Nikkari.

♡ Your frown of his answer not going unnoticed.

♡ "If we trust you, you should give yourself a little more credit. Making a mistake does not mean you are not wise."

♡ "I could say the same thing to you. Making a mistake does not mean you are not divine."

♡ His smile falters slightly as it resumes, more artificial than previously. "Others perhaps a differing opinion than your own. Are you sure you wish to put your word on such a statement?"

♡ "I trust you, so you should give yourself more credit. I don't think any of my words have been wrong yet."

♡ For once he is at a loss for words. So he nods and disappears into the darkness of the halls. The journey of self-trust is not an easy one for either of you. However, your words go a long way for Nikkari. Similarly his words to you.

♡ It's easier to trust yourself when others are willing to as well. If they have a reason to believe in you, then surely it is justified. At least, Nikkari believes in you and he is not one to give his trust blindly.

♡ Hasebe trusted once before and got burned. A lasting resentment that even time could never fully heal.

♡ He put his love and devotion to his previous master, Oda Nobunaga, only to be tossed away without another look at his sword. To someone his master wasn't even close to, really.

♡ Where once was affection left a burn wound on Hasebe of bitterness.

♡ When Hasebe first met you, he was distant. Only doing what was commanded of him and not speaking much to you, or anyone really. He was going to be a sword and be thrown away yet again.

♡ But you didn't. You kept putting trust in this poor man who thought he was worthless. A man who loved so brightly before and it crushed him. Could he love and trust again, with you?

♡ He wasn't sure. He was scared. Yet... Somewhere in his heart - He desperately wanted to.

♡ It was slow but he gave you his trust and affections. Asking you of your opinions on even the silliest of things. "Aruji! Yōkan or Agedashi Tōfu for our afternoon snack?" "Aruji! Does purple fit me well?" "What do you think of the tea I made today?"

♡ He cared. He seeked your approval. He wanted to do right by you, even if you thought you couldn't trust yourself to make decisions.

♡ Hasebe isn't great at reading emotions like other swords. He is a emotional guy who shows everything he feels in his words, body, and face. He can't always catch subtle inflexions of tone that means that someone is upset.

♡ But he has been around you long enough that when you space out longer than usual or not smiling as much, he notices.

♡ He pays you compliments and tries to lift your spirits because you are the person he cares about the most. He wants to be of worth to you.

♡ If anyone is going to praise your every move, it will be him. He adores you.

♡ You make a mistake? That is okay. It was such a little thing. You can always try again next time.

♡ There will always be a next time with Hasebe. As long as you allow, he will stay by your side.

♡ If you ever open your heart to him about the issues you face, he will smile and look at you with the most fondness in his heart.

♡ "Aruji, what you are feeling is very normal. You have been put in a position of power that you may not feel like you are capable of having yet. My previous masters were like that too. Always doubting their attack strategies, thinking they are not good enough. They kept a strong face but behind screens... I saw their shoulders sink and the weight hard to bare.

♡ I could do nothing back then. I was a sword at their side. I am a sword at your side, now. However, I can support you in other ways. We all can. I trust you even though I am scared of being thrown away again. You know why? Because we see all the good parts of you that you may overlook and we know that you are a good person to listen to. You can lean on us just like we lean on you. But... It would be best to lean on me the most, I can support you better..."

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Hi! I've really loved the child!Saniwa with Genji Brothers, it was so good! May I request Tosagumi with child!Saniwa please? Thank you!

This trio with this idea fills me with so much serotonin (●´ω｀●)

Tosagumi with Child!Saniwa

♡ best big brothers!!!

♡ Mutsu naturally acts like the teasing big brother to the citadel! Especially to Hizen. So a kid saniwa? Actual dream.

♡ He will be running around the citadel with them on his shoulders as they prank the other swords together and cause mischief.

♡ He is not the best role model... BUT THE FUN BROTHER!!

♡ Meanwhile Hizen is chasing after the two, trying to stop Mutsu from corrupting the poor saniwa with his antics.

♡ Hizen avoids touching Child!Saniwa since he is a killer sword and he feels like his hands are forever dirty. Hands like his should never touch anyone, really.

♡ But saniwa grasp his hand anyway when walking ಥ_ಥ

♡ The first time they ever did that, he pulled away on reflex with a scowl on his face. Only to realize it was the saniwa who was now tearing up...

♡ Panicked, Hizen quickly got on his knees and did the hover hands around them while internally going "WHAT I DO WHAT I DO-"

♡ Only to softly hug them and only then did the saniwa stop.

♡ Hizen's body was so tense and uncomfortable from touching someone but saniwa hugged back tightly that he slowly began to relax. Muttering a soft "sorry-" to them.

♡ Nankaitarou is the teacher to the saniwa. He is the one that teaches them all the schooling subjects they are suppose to not (and some they are too young to understand but he goes on a tangent)

♡ To practice their words, they read to Hizen at night!! And it helps Hizen also get better at reading <3

♡ Nankaitarou plays with the saniwa sometimes but most time busy in his lab.

♡ But saniwa can be his little helper! He doesn't let them touch anything dangerous but will ask them to go get something he needs, and sets them on a mission.

♡ The amount of praise they get when they do, it could light the whole room with the brightness of their smile!!!

♡ Candy as a reward, of course!

♡ Most times, saniwa will just sit on the floor while Nankaitarou works and color in their book.

♡ Family movie nights become a thing. Because Mutsu is in love with the new age of technology!

♡ Mutsu is sadly a talker during the movies though... And Hizen HATES it.

♡ Petty little squabbles between the two happen a lot. But instantly stops when saniwa demands "NO FIGHTING >:("

♡ Nankaitarou just has a proud smile throughout it. At least they listen to saniwa more than him.

♡ Also family pictures!!!

♡ Mutsu is always taking pictures of the saniwa and making the whole squad get in the pictures.

♡ Any little accomplishment saniwa achieves, picture and its going on the wall.

♡ Summer time is the most fun because Mutsu brings out the water guns and it's an all out war through the whole citadel.

♡ It's his own way to teach saniwa safety when wielding even a toy gun because if they show interest in it in the future, he wants to make sure they are safe at all times.

♡ They grow closer as group when Child!Saniwa enters the picture. Mutsu and Hizen end up seeing eye to eye more because they want have a common goal of raising saniwa right and being a family.

♡ Nankaitarou loves walking into the play room after he is done in the lab to see the three of them passed out together. Warms his heart to see his favorite people being so happy together.

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soooooo requesting a matchup please! feel free to delete this if you want-

my names lulu and i go by they/she. im just over 5’3”. also wear glasses but theyre not prescription

i like reading, listening to music, playing more relaxed video games and absolutely love writing. been dabbling a little with origami, foreign languages and singing (still no good at those though ^^;)

im really quiet and have a tendency to suppress a lot of my emotions but im working on it. im super shy and anxious around people but to others it sometimes seems like im cold and aloof. when i get scared or intimidated, i usually have to grab onto something or kinda aggressively fidget with my hands

im a lot more casual with people im comfortable with. pretty affectionate and give lots of headpats to basically anyone im friends with if theyre okay with it. but im not a fan of being touched unless i give permission/ask/need comfort. im also the mom friend and very protective of people i care about. but if someone else has to be the responsible one, im giddy and a bit childish. i have a tendency to ramble a lot when im passionate about something. i tend to put others first and try my best to help them and get them to appreciate themselves but feel guilty if i get anything in return

very easily flustered. could get the smallest compliment and i will be blushing, stammering, the whole package. insecure, some self esteem issues, struggle with accepting affection

what id be want in a partner is just someone whod be accepting of me?? it sounds generic, but i just want someone whod be supportive of my gender identity and asexuality and that i can be relaxed around and just generally unashamed to be myself

that was probably too much im sorry- fine with anyone thats not a tantou/child-coded. thank you very much!

I'm terribly sorry that this took so long! Hopefully you like your match. Also it wasn't too much at all! It really helped me get a good idea of who you are and what sword would connect with you!

I Match You With...

🌸 Juzumaru Tsunetsugu 🌸

♡ Juzumaru is a pretty quiet sword but he does talk! Especially when you ask him about what he is passionate about.

♡ Because he is a religious sword, he is someone who listens more than he speaks. He is a very patient person and he will wait for you to get your thoughts together if you ever need to speak about something.

♡ You seem to be a person you likes peace and quiet from what you listed for your hobbies/interests. Juzumaru is also like that. He spends much of his day meditating.

♡ He would be the type of person who loves to spend quiet time with someone they love beside them. Either you both are doing something together or simply being in the same room.

♡ I am unsure if one of the relaxing games you like is Stardew Valley, but I can see Juzumaru falling in love with that game. It would be a cute moment where you teach him how to play and have little date nights where the both of you play together.

♡ Juzumaru also likes origami! He likes to learn making new things with the paper. However, the thing he is best at is making paper cranes. Origami date nights could also be a thing. You teach him new folds to make and he will teach you what he knows.

♡ You and Juzumaru both suppress emotions. If you end up opening up to him and sharing your heart, he will start to feel more comfortable sharing his own thoughts.

♡ Juzumaru struggles with feeling like the weight of the world is on his shoulders most of the time. He is one of the Great Sword Under Heaven. People praise his name.

♡ But... He is also a Buddha sword. He wants people to reach enlightenment and to live happily... Yet he is also a tool to take lives.

♡ He feels like the job of turning people to the right path is ultimately on his shoulders and... he sadly cannot change everyone. He feels like he is a failure many times because of that.

♡ He is used to listening to others worries and concerns that he never considered that it was also okay for him to lean on someone else as well.

♡ You are a very supportive person and caring. Spending enough time with him will help read him better and see on the days he is struggling the most. Even if he doesn't talk to you right away, knowing you are by his side will lift the weight from his shoulders.

♡ Juzumaru wouldn't be the type to touch you without permission. He strongly stands by his beliefs in every form they were written. So if he ever wanted to touch you, even if it's to wipe something off your face, he would ask for verbal consent first.

♡ He would also ask for you to do the same for him.

♡ On the topic of touching - I headcanon Juzumaru to also be asexual. Either way, he would totally be accepting of your sexuality and gender identity. If anything, he would just ask a few questions about parts of it he does not understand so he can support you better!

Top Three Picks: Juzumaru Tsunetsugu, Hizamaru, Hacchou Nenbutsu

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Hello there! I really liked the hcs you did a while back on the swords comforting their s/o after a nightmare. Could I make a similar request, but with Hasebe, Kashuu, and Tomoegata (separate of course). I enjoy your writing very much, hopefully you're doing well! ~♥

Hasebe, Kashuu, and Tomoegata Comforting their s/o after a Nightmare (GN!Reader)

♡ Hasebe would be making his nightly rounds before he went to bed, it was his job to make sure the citadel was safe and most importantly, his saniwa was safe.

♡ Passing the saniwa's bedroom, hearing rustling instead; he didn't think too much of it. Probably getting more comfortable in their bed to get well deserved sleep. Thank the gods he was there to keep them safe and tend to anything they needed.

♡ It was when he was starting to walk away, he heard murmurs in the chamber, pleading no's and the rustling become more fierce.

♡ Hasebe's thoughts went a mile a minute as panic sent into overdrive, nearly dropping his lantern he was carrying with him on his walk, he ran back and opened with a loud bang as he yelled into the darkness, "ARUJI??"

♡ The bang and Hasebe's worried scream quickly woke the saniwa in a panic (as well as most of the citadel, probably). Their face stained with tears and their body refusing to calm down, shaking like a leaf trying desperately to hang on to the branch.

♡ Hasebe would waste no time from throwing aside his light and running over to his dear saniwa, embracing them in the tightest hug imaginable.

♡ "I am so happy you're okay!" His face would be buried into their neck but anyone could tell from his shaky voice that he was as close to tears as they were.

♡ If they confess that they were having bad nightmares, Hasebe would listen intently and not say a word until they were done explaining as far as they were comfortable. His hand still holding onto theirs throughout it all.

♡ Hasebe would also confess that he also had plenty of nightmares since becoming human and gaining the ability to dream. They were very bad at first, about his old master Nobunaga... Then the nightmares would transform into his saniwa where he would be left behind once again, no matter how much he showed his masters he loved them.

♡ "They have gotten better lately because... I trust you, aruji. I hope you trust me too and know I will not leave your side."

♡ Hasebe would offer to stay by their side until they fallen asleep, even offering to go steal a book from someone to give a little tale so they can dream to a story. If they ask him to just stay with them... His face would go scarlet... but he wouldn't say no.

♡ He would slide in beside them, nervous to touch them or make them uncomfortable. As they rest their head on his chest, he would find his arms hovering over their body for a little while before gently setting themselves down and rub their back in soothing circles. A smile on his face as he watches them slowly drift back to sleep... in a more peaceful dream.

♡ Kashuu's room would be fairly close to the saniwa's due to being one of the first swords in the citadel (if not the first). Kashuu would already be asleep by the time the scream erupted from their room.

♡ Normally, Kashuu would be someone fairly hard to wake up. Not because he was a heavy sleeper... no, they would fear the wrath of Kashuu from waking up on the wrong side of the bed.

♡ The scream shook Kashuu awake, causing him to bolt up... eyes still trying to realize the surroundings before him. His sword was quickly grabbed as he ran to your room as fast as he could, knowing others would quickly follow.

♡ The scene before him, after he opened the door, was his saniwa bend over trying to catch their breath as sweat coated their skin. More footsteps followed behind Kashuu. The look of panic they gave Kashuu was all he needed for him to close to door slightly and turn to the crowd that came, anxiously trying to look inside to help their master.

♡ "Go to bed everyone, it's alright. It was just a spider." He made a shooing motion to them, not even caring for their retorts before closing the door. Leaving the enclosed room to be just him and his master.

♡ His silent footsteps found its way before his master as he gently dapped their forehead to clear of the sweat. His long, beautiful nails, brushing against hair as he pulled it slightly back so it didn't get in their face.

♡ "Focus on me. Nothing else or I'm going to get jealous." His tone was serious yet also playful. His ruby eyes looking down at his master with compassion. When they finally looked up at him, he gave them a little wink.

♡ "Come on, let's get you cleaned up."

♡ Even if they wanted nothing more to curl up into themselves, Kashuu's gentle hand grabbed them and lifted them up. Slowly leading them to the washroom where he took extra care in cleaning their face and brushing back their hair. All the while complimenting them. Their breathing slowed as they focused on Kashuu's delicate care.

♡ "You don't have to talk about what happened, it seemed serious. I also get nightmares so if you do need to talk, I'm here."

♡ His eyes wouldn't look into the mirror as he did the last finishing touches to clean them up. Saniwa knew that confessing such a thing was a big step for someone like Kashuu.

♡ "Let's get you back to bed so I can finish my beauty sleep." He would offer to do a face mask for them before going to bed, making sure they knew that no matter how bad the dream was... they were cared for and safe where they were currently.

♡ Tomoegata arrived late into the night where the sun threatened to soon arise before him. The mission was tediously long but he wanted to make his master proud, even if he was slightly disheartened that he would not be able to talk to them before he had to rest for the night.

♡ He was going to just drop off the report to their office before heading to bed.

♡ Not bothering to announce his presence, he opened the door to the study to leave the paperwork on the desk that laid in the darkness of the room.

♡ It was only when he got closer, about to drop the papers, did he see that there was a figure in the darkness. Their head laying on the desk, sleeping quietly.

♡ He turned on the light, realizing his precious master had fallen asleep at their desk... with tears?

♡ Tomoegata quickly dropped the papers and rush over beside them, shaking them slightly to wake them.

♡ The first thing they saw when they opened their blurry, wet eyes was a figure crouched beside them so they were eye level... A face of concern of a Naginata sword.

♡ "Aruji? Are you hurt? Are you sick? Should I carry you back or get medical help?"

♡ Tomoegata Naginata is a man with no history to his name therefore he does not experience dreams as often as the other swords. At least none that he would be able to remember.

♡ They slowly sat up, their back aching from how they laid. He was there helping and brushed away the tears with his sleeve.

♡ Explaining that they just had a bad dream would earn them a confused look. "What is that? Is that like a fainting spell?" His innocent, bewildered question would honestly make anyone laugh.

♡ "It's when you dream, or picture something while you sleep, that might be connected to something in your past or something that you fear that makes you emotional to the point of... crying, as you saw."

♡ His mouth would be agape as he listened. Asking how he cures their bad dream so he can ensure you sleep peacefully.

♡ In the end, after answering his, very cute, questions. He would make the two of you tea as they sat outside to enjoy the fleeting moment with the stars and the moon. The tea being pleasantly warm against the more chilly air around them.

♡ "I may not understand much about this world or humans... But whatever you require, please let me know and I will do anything to help with these nightmares, aruji."

♡ Him being overly concerned and trying to understand exactly what happened warmed their heart to the point that the nightmare was becoming a fleeting memory like the stars above.

♡ "You're enough as is, Tomoe. Thank you. I think I can sleep after this tea and talking to you."

♡ "No matter what time is it, if you have a bad dream, I will listen and make you all the tea you desire."