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#{Small flame; ooc}

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes

♕: Holding hands

♖: Having their hair washed by your muse

♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.

♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort

♙: Sharing a bed

♚: Head scratches

♛: Sharing a dessert

♜: Shoulder rubs

♝: Reading a book together

♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)

♟: Patching up a wound

♤: Taking a bath together

♧: Your muse playing with their hair

♡: Accidentally falling asleep together

♢: Forehead or cheek kisses

♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.

♣: Back scratches

♥: Your muse crying about something

♦: Slow dancing

Tsurumaru showers sakura petals on Mitsutada

@nopainnocrane

“Ah!”

He beamed at the crane after lucking one of the sakura petals out of his hair.

“This is a good surprise indeed~”

#inquiries #nopainnocrane

He feels loved

#ic status

messingupamessybitch

ztkrbh #11 :: 伊達組

What is your greatest weakness?

“Hmm, what indeed?”

He’s smiling, but hiding his expression with the hair in his eyes.

“Probably that I’m weak… I can’t guard my own back or flank very well. My core weapon is fragile, damaged in the fires and left untended to for so long in the wreckage. I’m trying to become stronger, but I must be very careful, and patient. It’s a very frustrating process.”

There was more he could go on with, but that wasn’t the point. The question had been answered, his most fundamental flaw exposed, as obvious as the eyepatch on his face.

#inquiries #anonymous

mutsunnokami

#{Candlestick cutting; Self}#look at my baby boy all serious and finally getting to fight I'm so proud

kinbari14

midsommars-deactivated20201109

He was always being left, always handed down and strung out. In the beginning he trusted everyone, in the end he trusted no one. He’d tasted the bitterness of ‘goodbye’ too many times.

w.c. (via wmuse)

#{Scarred by fire; musings}

softly-and-quietly-musing

Smile so wide that it hurts dear, There’s no better way to hide sad tears than pretending they’re of joy Laugh as loud as you can darling It’s the best way to stop the sobs from starting

#{Scarred by fire; musings}

catastrophy-cat

More cameos in Katsugeki Touken Ranbu

Shokudaikiri Mitsutada & Ookurikara

#{Candlestick cutting; Self}#{Pouty black dragon; Ookurikara}

fortwoof

In the mood to be hugged for an entire day

#{Scarred by fire; musings}

moan-s

nudit

nudité

#{Always look cool!; Aesthetic}#nsfw #ish #Mitsutada's build

As the gates opened slightly, his one golden eye lit up in relief. Someone was here! And he wasn’t being threatened or driven away! Two very important and relieving things in this unknown era.

The one, no two figures that came out to meet him were completely and totally unfamiliar to Shokudaikiri, but there was no surprise there; even if this was the exact same time period when he’d been with the Date he hardly remembered any faces besides that of his master.

The sudden outburst of shock from the smaller one was unexpected, even more so when she came right up to him to offer assistance.

“O- Oh... It’s not as bad as it looks; head injuries always look so bad...” His laugh wasn’t fully convincing, the laugh of a man used to shrugging off concern. Besides, in this case he wasn’t wrong; the cut on his forehead wasn’t bad at all in comparison to the hidden injuries from the skirmish he’d just escaped. “But I would really appreciate the help...”

He followed the stranger inside the gates, looking back and forth between the two of them, confused and disoriented and feeling rather strange. “Um, this may be an odd question but... What year is it? And this... This is Oshuu, yes?”

#oshuuhitto

@oshuuhitto (@sengokuspirits)

"Oh jeez..."

He pressed the bloodied cloth firmly against the cut on his forehead, ambling along the road, rice patties on either side. His aim the modest castle that he'd seen when he'd first arrived here, although slipping off a cliff hadn't been in his plans at all. Retreating from the battlefield hadn't been in the plans either, and neither had been getting separated from the rest of his team in the following confusion.

Mitsutada could tell he was still trapped in the past, but the question was where, in both location and history, he'd ended up.

One of those questions was answered by the sight of familiar blue and gold flags crowning the castle fortification, causing his heart to lurch in a sickening mix of longing and excitement. He was in Date territory... Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all, he thought, pace quickening. Who was the head of the clan at this point? Would he, with his battered and battle weary appearance, even be accepted or would he be turned away? He had no time to rethink his strategy before he was already at the heavy doors, had already knocked and called out for aid.

"Is anyone here?? Please, I mean no harm, I've lost my way and could use some help. Hello?"

#oshuuhitto #sengokuspirits

@hcgcsha

The tachi jogged through the underbrush and up to his fellow blade, slightly out of breath as he gave his report.

"The western side of the forest is cleared now and there don't seem to be any more in this area... Shall we move on or fall back to the Citadel?"

#hcgcsha

((Haven't done this in a very long time, so let's have a Starter Call!))

#{Small flame; ooc}

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