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The Men of Ikemen Sengoku

Nobunaga Oda

Masamune Date

Hideyoshi Toyotomi

Ieyasu Tokugawa

Mitsuhide Akechi

Mitsunari Ishida

Yukimura  Masuda

Shigen Takeda

Kenshin Uesugi

Sasuke Sarutobi

Oh and

Kennyo

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Ikemen Sengoku

Please reblog this post if you play ikemen Sengoku. The game is new so there are few players. We can help each other.

P.S. I forgot to mention

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My ID if you wanna add me : P3XT4FQMD 😊

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My Boyfriend is a Jiyiwei Chapter 1 - 1/2

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Goryeo Week Day 3 - Favorite Platonic/Familial Relationship.

I like it when the brothers were still together. 

Don’t you think their costumes in the photos above are so nice? Their colors are super pretty.

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This perfectly captured the mood of one of my fave scenes in Goblin: in ep 14, Eun Tak made a mistake on her radio program about having warm temperature on a cold wintry day. She came out of her office and discovered that temperatures have mysteriously lowered (at exactly the same as what she mistakenly reported), and flowers were blooming (in winter!). She met Shin’s gaze across the street (and Stuck In Love was playing). Then Shin (with a sad look on his face) slowly turned away and left while flower petals were falling around him.

He heard her mistake over the radio, and made the miracle for her. He’s happy to be back near her and finally seeing her, but heartbroken at the same time that she forgot about him. You can see in Eun Tak’s eyes that deep down she felt what he was doing for her, but she couldn’t connect it with the memories she had. He quietly left as he didn’t expect anything from her in return, and was avoiding to trouble her life again as she looked like she’s doing well.

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Dokkaebi. 

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Raising Problems - Part 1

Description: Ayano Ichinomiya was beginning to fear for her parents’ marriage. Eisuke and Melody have been married for at least sixteen years but Ayano swore she saw their relationship crumbling. Not that her brothers Eito and Sosuke were being much help to the situation either.

Children: Eito Ichinomiya - 15, Ayano Ichinomiya - 12, Sosuke Ichinomiya - 6, Evie-Rose Woods - 8

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 Ayano was in distress. She had become used to absence of her father, not that Eisuke was a bad father, it’s just that he was constantly traveling from hotel to hotel for work, and she was used to that. When she was younger, her mother Melody would go with him and take her with them, but when she started school Melody stopped accompanying Eisuke. Then again, that did coincide with the birth of her younger brother Sosuke which kept Eisuke at home in Japan for a year at least.

A month ago however, her mother surprised them all by saying they were moving to England. The only reason that Ayano could understand was because Eisuke seemed to be spending more time in England than Japan. Like in Japan, the family lived in the penthouse of the Tres Spades which had been extended a few years ago to provide bedrooms for the three children. Ayano had complained extensively about this to Melody. She was just about to go into seventh grade, and now she had to leave all of her friends behind for a different country entirely. Her older brother Eito hadn’t been too thrilled about the move either as he had to leave his girlfriend behind.

It was a Friday night, two months after the move when Melody came into Eito’s room. Ayano was in there with her brother, as he video called his girlfriend and the two of them helped Ayano with her homework.

Ayano couldn’t deny, her mother was beautiful, especially in the elegant dresses Eisuke bought her for parties, like the one tonight. She wore her hair up in an elegant braid, and a high necked tight black dress that fell past the floor with sleeves to her wrists and gold beading down her arms, across her chest and around her ankles.

She was fastening earrings to her ears when she came in, “Sosuke has been put to bed, please don’t wake him if he does-”

“Give him a glass of warm milk and put him back to sleep.” Eito filled in.

Melody smiled, “Good. You’re in charge Eito. Eisuke and I will just be downstairs at the I.V.C. We will probably be back late, Ayano you had better be asleep by the time we get back.” Melody kissed Ayano on the forehead, “Goodnight.” And gave Eito a kiss on the cheek, making sure to leave lipstick behind, “Hi Hinata.” She said to the computer before going to leave.

“Goodnight Mum.” Ayano mumbled.

“Five minutes Melody!” They heard Eisuke, probably from downstairs. Melody smiled, but rolled her eyes.

“Behave you two.” She said before leaving.

The truth was, it wasn’t the move that was causing Ayano distress, it was her parents. She remembered her parents always seeming so in love when they were together. Uncle Baba would always tell her stories of how their relationship was before Eito was born, and how it was sickening. To Ayano though, those stories seemed to be fake now. Ayano could only imagine at time when her parents were in love, because they didn’t seem to be now and she was worried they were going to break up.

When Eito hung up from Hinata, Ayano turned to him, “Do you think Mum and Dad are going to break up?”

Eito sighed and closed his laptop, looking over at his sister beside him on his bed, “You’ve been watching those soap operas again haven’t you? You know Dad doesn’t like you watching them.”

“Do you always listen to what Dad says?” Ayano pouted.

“No, but soap operas are bad for the mind.”  

“So are American talk shows.”

“Mum and Dad are fine. I’m going to order us some room service and take a shower. Finish your homework.” Eito said getting up. Once Ayano heard the shower, she quickly pulled on her light blue party dress and grabbed Eito’s penthouse key before sneaking down to the I.V.C.

When she got to the party, the workers recognised her immediately and let her in without question. Looking through the party, Ayano was horrified to see her parents on opposite sides of the room. Melody was happily talking to Uncle Ota and Mei Ling a close friend and wife of Uncle Soryu, but Ayano’s eyes widened when she saw her father. Eisuke was off near a corner, almost as if hiding, speaking very closely with a young woman, probably in her early twenties. The girl laughed at something he said, and placed her hand on his arm. At that Eisuke glanced down at his wrist.

Before Ayano could see anything else, her vision was obscured and she was greeted by a familiar leather smell.

“My, my.” A familiar voice said patting her on the head, “It seems another Alice has wondered to the tea party.” Grabbing the hat that had dropped over her eyes and lifting it up, Ayano saw Uncle Baba looking at her with a questioning look.

“I’m Ayano, not Alice.” Was all she managed to say.

“Yes, but that blue dress made you look so much like Alice. Too bad for the brown hair.” Baba said, grabbing his fedora back, “Aren’t you meant to be up in the penthouse?”

“Yes.” Ayano said pouting, “But I just wanted to come to the party.”

“I know, but not at least until you’re sixteen. That’s what Boss said.” Baba grabbed her shoulders and spun her around before he guided her towards the exit.

“Why does everyone listen to Dad?”

“Because he’s right.”

Just as the two reached the lobby, Eito had reached the stairs and was looking out of breath. His hair was still wet and dripping down his face, and he was only wearing a pair of track pants and a black t-shirt with some red logo across the front with white writing.

“I’ll keep the secret from your parents, but I can’t guarantee he will.” Baba said as Eito approached them.

“Thanks Baba.” Eito said putting his hand on his sister’s head, “She didn’t get into too much trouble?”

Baba shook his head, “I was the only one to see her. Now you see why I don’t let you look after Evie.”

“In my defence, Sosuke is perfectly safe.” Eito defended forcing Ayano to turn around. As the two left, he leant down to Ayano and hissed in her ear, “Give me back my key.” He held out his hand and Ayano slapped the card in his hand. If only they had known that was only the start of Ayano acting out.

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Jin namba fanfic: Obstacles part 8

Jin’s POV:

It’s already 2 days after YN’s admission to the hospital, but she is yet to come to consciousness. In fact, her condition is getting worse and worse. She continues to cough up blood and her body is deteriorating fast.

I’ve dropped all my works and haven’t left her side for the entire time. How could I leave her? I am absolutely in no mood to complete any work or to leave her side. I’m scared….I’m scared that she would leave me if I take my eyes off her for just a second.

I hold her hand in mine and lean my forehand against it, I feel a cold sensation. It’s our engagement ring. It brings back the memories of that day in how happy we were to promise ourselves to each other, her glowing smile and bell like laughter. A small smile appears on my tired face. I gently kiss her hand and the ring.

Wake up little bird. I need you. I cannot imagine my life without you. It’s OK if you want to take a rest, I know you are tired, but please….. please remember to wake up alright? Please remember, my love, I’m still waiting for you.

Just then, Goto walks in.

“Chief, how’s her condition?”

I shake my head with a bitter heart.

Goto sighs.

“…Chief, I know you are worried and this is hard on you. But you really need to take some rest. I’m sure YN wouldn’t want to see you in this state either. Plus, the higher up has been summoning you for urgent matters. I’m sorry that I have to tell you this but you must return to the academy.”

It will take a thousand men’s strength to separate me from YN but I cannot abandon my duties as a public safety officer especially as the chief.

Sigh, Why do things all have to happen at a bad timing. Although I’m reluctant to leave but my work ethics does not allow me to be indecisive or be irresponsible.

I pull my fatigue body up and look to Goto,

“Let’s go, let’s deal with all the stuff quickly.”

My gaze fall onto YN’s sleeping face covered by an oxygen mask. I pick up her hand again and kisses it softly.

YN, I’ll be back very soon. Be a good girl and wait for me to return OK?

I take another long hard look at YN before finally dragging myself out of the room along with Goto.

As I’m walking out the room, a conversation earlier with the doctor replays in my head.

Flashback:

“Doctor, why isn’t she waking up? She’s still cough up blood.”

“The patient has ingested a rare type of toxin.”

“Rare toxin?” The word ‘rare’ hangs suspiciously in my mind.

“Yes. This toxin is synthetic and not produced by pathogens. Which means it’s highly likely that someone created this and poisoned the patient.”

Someone did this intentionally? What for? Why would they target YN? My lips press firmly together into a thin line and my fist clench in anger.

“And….unfortunately we currently do not have a cure for this toxin.” The doctor continues but his words were like death sentence for me.

NO CURE?!

Those 2 words hit me like a bullet.

I desperately restrain my urge to grab the doctor’s collar to shake him and demand him to reconsider his words.

“Is there no any other ways? What about making new drugs?” I ask with a shaky voice.

“Creating new antidote can take days, weeks or even years. Even with that amount of time, we cannot guarantee that the new drug won’t have side effects. The best thing we can do now is to suppress her symptoms and stabilise her the best we can with currently available medications. However, I’m afraid to inform you that it’s having very little effects.”

My heart sinks and is filled with despair, all the strength are sucked out of my body. Does that mean YN will …..DIE? And I’m just going to stand here unable to do anything and lose her to this unknown culprit while my dear little bird is suffering? I do not even know how and who she was poisoned by. I don’t even have a hit at who the culprit might be.

NO! I’m going to find and catch this person NO MATTER WHAT.

Seeing my anger, the doctor thinks pensively for a while and speaks up again.

“But, I’ve seen a similar case where a woman has also been diagnosed with the same poison 5 years ago. To my memory, that specific antidote research has already begun and it was close to finish. But unfortunately, the researcher conducted illegal clinical testing without approval. That cost quite a few subjects to lose their lives. He was arrested and the research was forced to stop. After his arrest, all his data were lost. I heard the woman was the researcher’s wife as well. Unfortunately, his wife passed away while he was still in jail. Only if we can get our hands on those data, then we might be able to create an antidote.”

Finding data will be easy work knowing all those competent instructors will have my back. I’m a man who separates work and personal life. But, for YN, I have no hesitation to break the rules. For my little bird, I will do anything. I will utilise all my connection and resources to find the lost data. Little bird, for you, I’m willing to go to the extreme if it means I can save you.

End of flashback.

There is a still a chance to save YN. The doctor said the research was arrested. I’m sure the academy would be able to pull out his criminal record.

I pull out my phone and dialled a number.

“Ayumu, I have a favour to ask.”

When it comes to computer and finding information, there is no one more suitable than Ayumu.

As of the culprit, I will catch him with my own hands and let him know what the consequences will be for messing with my woman.

The now empty room is eerily quiet with only YN laying still on the bed. The door quietly opens and a woman dressed in nurse uniform steps in.

The nurse walks in, takes out a syringe and quickly injects it into YN’s IV drip. The nurse smiles evilly and quickly exits the room making sure no one sees her.

Few minutes the later:

BEEEEEP——-

Only a flat line is visible on the monitor. The heart rate reading is: ZERO

Continues into part 9.

A/N: Please don’t abandon this fanfic yet! There are more surprises to come. Spoiler, I like happy ending.

Sorry for weird sentences and grammar, I wrote this in a hurry and didn’t read through my own writing. >.< Please go easy on me!

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Regrets - KBTBB (Part 2)

You can read part 1 here.

Soryu’s POV

Mitsuki’s eyes were a dull shade of red as she crawled out from the backseat of the cab; makeup had stained her cheeks and her hair was a mess, yet for some reason unexplainable, I could still tell that the goddess inside of her hadn’t yet run out of steam. She wasn’t the kind of girl to give up so easily - not after that so far, this world had put her though. I offered her out a hand which she took without a word and shot her a smile which she forced on across her lips in return. I could tell that Mitsuki wasn’t feeling great; it didn’t take a mind reader to figure out that right now she was fragile, but right now I needed confirmation; I needed to make sure that no matter what this girl was going to be okay. Cellphone buzzing like crazy inside my jacket pocket, I continued to ignore the multitude of missed calls I’d received in the last 15 minutes and led the two of us inside.

Genkishu was the busiest I’d seen in all week; Friday nights downtown tended to be like this. A single look and nod towards a hostess near the entry who recognised me was enough to get us a table near the back with a little privacy. Mitsuki was shivering but I could tell it wasn’t because she was cold - it was fear induced, anger induced, frustrated induced, because she was emotionally drained, fed up and exhausted.

“I don’t know if I want to be here.”

They weren’t the words I’d wanted to hear from her but they were at least something. She was talking.

“Here - Genkishu? Or here - Tokyo?”, I asked with a raised brow before we took our seats. “Ha…”, she choked out as she slumped down into a chair I wasn’t quick enough to pull out for her, “A little from option a and a little from option b.”

She licked her lips once over before food was brought to the table and rubbed her belly once; a perk of being a regulars - they already knew our orders. Thanking a waitress who poured tea quietly without saying a word, Mitsuki picked up a set of chopsticks and stabbed around at what was on her plate for a few seconds before finally deciding on what to eat. Taking a bite, she sighed and relaxed into her seat, eyes gazing at my own intently before she focused her own on something behind me in the distance.

“Do you want to know or do you already know?”, Mitsuki sniffled, shoulders dropping; looking defeated.

“Do I already know or want to know what?”, I responded unsure of what she was getting at. Obviously, she had had some kind of disagreement or fight with Eisuke - of course, their relationship and lives were something I didn’t have a say or opinion on, nor that I would ever dare to try. It killed me on the inside though that even after all the years they’d been together he still managed to reduce her to tears.

“You’re not covering for him?”, she asked cocking her head to one side, all her words came out between tiny bites.

“I haven’t spoken to Ichinomiya in days”, I explained taking a sip of tea, “If it looks like I’m covering for something, it’s actually confusion as I have no idea what is going on.”

“That makes two of us”, she mumbled beneath her breath, eyes half rolling as she continued to eat. I could tell by her expressions that she was cut up on the inside. Torn apart to say the least. “Soryu, I know - like always - I ask for way, way, way too much from you but, I need some help. I need to get out of the city for a few days, I don’t care where, Eisuke just can’t find me.”

“Do you want to tell me what’s going on?”

“I… We… Eisuke… he..”, her words stuttered and stopped as a familiar and unwelcomed scent flooded throughout the restaurant. She dropped her chopsticks and spilt her tea in a hurried rush to stand up - to flee.

“What is it?” “He’s here… I.. he must have seen me get into the cab. He must have followed me downstairs earlier. Soryu…. we.. we need to leave. Now.”

Abandoning the meal and throwing spare cash I had in my pocket on the table, I took Mitsuki’s hand as a panicked look etched across her face and escorted her through the exit at the back of the kitchen.

Mitsuki’s POV (later that night)

“It’s late Mitsuki… you should sleep”, Soryu tried with a sympathetic smile; letting me walk into his office before him as he shut the door quietly behind us. I hadn’t realized what time it was until I looked up at the old clock hanging on the wall above his desk - I’d been so selfishly involved with my problems I hadn’t cared to think of the toll I’d taken on a friend. We’d walked the bustling city streets for hours; Soryu comfortingly rubbing my back and wrapping an arm around my shoulders whenever, unwanted, I wept.

Soryu walked around me in the office as if I were some kind of bomb close to detonating; as if  I were about to explode at any second. After leaving the restaurant Soryu’s first suggestion had been that we find me a hotel but I knew that wasn’t an option - not with Eisuke’s controlling, stalker like, information finding tendencies - I had to go to a place where I’d blend in but still be hidden; a place that I knew well enough yet didn’t feel like home so that I wouldn’t get comfortable and wouldn’t let my guard down. He suggested his place, I declined the offer and suggested we head to his work - it was a quick decision that neither of us could find fault in. The one place in Tokyo that Eisuke couldn’t just waltz into whenever he felt like it.

“I’m not tired”, I confessed with a twist of a lie, dropping into a seat in front of his desk I raised a hand to stop him from pouring two glasses of whiskey and for the hundredth time tonight sighed. Right now, I was genuinely grateful for Soryu’s concern but wasn’t sure of anything else. “I do though owe you some kind of explanation for tonight. For calling you. For making you come into town. For running away from E—”

“You don’t”, he spoke quietly, cutting me off and shaking his head, “You don’t have to say anything or talk about anything unless you want to or until you’re ready.”

Trust Soryu to pick up on my nervous vibes. The whole time I knew him he’d always been a little sensitive.

“Well I want to. Eventually. Maybe in the morning”, I yawned trying not to give into my exhaustion. “Did I not tell you that you needed sleep”, he half joked. “But I’m not tired.” “You just yawned.” “I was.. just.. this seat is really comfortable.”

Stretching out my arms above my head I tried to think of ways to keep myself awake; to make sure that Soryu wouldn’t have a chance to contact Eisuke and tell him of my whereabouts. To make sure myself that I’d be safe. I pinched the inside of my arm hard. I began to hum a tune from a film I couldn’t quite remember the title off. I asked Soryu about his day and played with the ends of my hair to ensure my eyes stayed open. They had to be. There was no other option.

“Mitsuki”, Soryu uttered my name, pulling me by the wrists up onto my feet and softly against his chest, “You need to sleep. Pinching yourself and getting me to talk isn’t going to cut it. Take my room; I’ll sleep in the bunks with the boys. Just.. relax. Try to. Whatever it is it’s going to be okay.”

Yeah, because my husband - your best friend - cheating on me with his ex - a woman that you never trusted - is going to work out fine.

“I don’t want to though”, I whimpered trying not to cry over the last thought. “I know”, Soryu confirmed stroking my back. “I just… I want…”

They were the last words I was able to say before my eyes shut and I blacked out.

The following morning; I wasn’t met by the familiarity of Soryu yet instead the friendly smirk of Ryosuke.

“Princess! You’re awake.”

My head felt horrible although I knew I hadn’t had a single drink. I wondered where Soryu was and why Ryosuke was here. What time was it? Late? Early? The next day or the same? In a panic, I tried to roll out of the over-sized bed I awoke in.

“Princess? You okay? Boss said to watch over you until he got back!” “Soryu’s gone?”, I groaned rubbing my eyes as they adjusted to the light, “When will he be back Inui? I need him here.” “Um.. I’m.. not sure”, he confessed, dropping his head and shoulders as I shuffled to the edge of the bed.

Picking up the glass of water that was sitting on the side table, I forwent the aspirin and tried to take a few mouthfuls; which would hopefully be enough to subdue my minor dehydration. I was thirsty. I was hungry. I was still upset. I wasn’t sure how I was going to get back home to get the things I needed and all I had right now was the clothes I was wearing on my back.

“Inui.. I need you to go to my hou–, I mean, Mr Ichinomiya’s place and get me some things”, I explained keeping my eyes low, “Can you do that for me?”

He was merely a subordinate but Soryu had high hopes for this young boy - hopefully, right now with a little trust I could have the same.

“Of course Princess. What do you need?”, he perked up enthusiastically. “I.. um..”, I muttered, “Clothes; any - as long as they aren’t tight.” “Anything else?”

“I..”, before another word could be said, I could feel the bites of food I’d had last night try to force their way up. Cupping a hand over my mouth, I replaced it with the glass of water hoping to wash the sickness down.

“Perhaps you should take the aspirin Princess”, Ryosuke suggested, “It could help you feel better.”

Shaking my head in response, I tried to laugh off the innocent suggestion.

“I can’t..”, I explained forcing a smile. “I don’t understand”, Ryosuke inquired. “I… I can’t”, I forced out again in a fumble, trying to smile.

“Why not? Is something wrong? Should I tell Boss to get back here right away? Do we need to take you to hospital? You’re going to die are you Princess? We’d be lonely without you around. Everyone. Even me.”

“Inui.. I…” “You can tell me. Is something up? I can help. I won’t tell Boss.”

“You had to promise me that”, I stuttered not hearing the bedroom door swing open, “You can’t tell Soryu because I know he’ll tell Eisuke and that is going to cause way, too many problems.”

“I promise. Honestly. You can trust me Princess. Why are you feeling ill?”

The younger boy tilted his head to one side and took a seat on the edge of the bed beside me; his hands falling lazily into his hands as I took a deep breath and told Ryosuke the news I’d been so excited to tell Eisuke last night - before finding the underwear, before discovering the other woman, before learning of the affair.

“I’m pregnant.”

The silence between us both was short lived as another voice piped into conversation.

“YOU’RE WHAT?”

Tagging @nitelotus as she asked so nicely :) <3 and sorry to everyone for the horribly late update. Life has just gotten in the way lately xo

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