Saniwa Kenji

Touken Ranbu RP Blog | Saniwa & Part of Time Government | 31 | Ask him and his swords | "__" speaking, '___' thinking

[saniwakenji]

Introduction Post!

🍁 Vibes 🍁

Short facts:

31 years old

Occupation: Saniwa, Time Government (Instructor in battle strategies, sent to support new saniwa)

Often joins teams at battlefront to explore new conditions and aid new swords (+ to make sure everything goes well)

Starter: Kasen Kanesada

Attendant: Rotating duties: currently Shokudaikiri Mitsutada

Honmaru Status: Main building, stables and 40% of sleeping quarters intact. Fields: 70% intact

Sword collection: ....he doesn't talk about it

Character: discipline and friendliness go hand in hand with this one, he's polite and collected - but challenging if he has to assert dominance

Misc: Wears glasses for reading/ office work, likes sweet

First Unit Info

Sword list

Family / relations

Future devoted husband to @theprincescourt

(Art by @fribe-mimi, thank you <3)

Kenji is a male Saniwa in his early thirties. His journey began at just 18 years of age with his first sword being Kasen Kanesada.

He was carefree back then, used to bond with his swords on a deeply personal level. Really, he'd join them a lot be it kitchen duty, lounging in the gardens or later even drinking the night away if it wasn't time for the onsen.

However, this kind of behavior showed it's downside in the more serious of times: The swords lacked practice and therefore training in actual battle conditions, since the young man hesitated to put his 'friends' out there.

The attack on the honmaru through the HRA hit with full force. Negelected duties as a Saniwa led to the fatal mistake of not noticing the apporaching danger early enough. The Touken Danshi entered the battle unprepared and so it took a turn for the worst possible outcome. Kenji stood among shattered blades, crushed dreams and torn families.

That day he lost a good 60% of his swords, along with a big part of his honmaru grounds. All remaining rescources went into healing the ones that survived and making sure to at least secure shelter and food.

He saw the pain in the faces of his swords - the losses of brothers, of lovers and friends. And he knew- it was his fault. He failed.

Naturally, Kenji changed that day. He kept the shattered blades to smith everyone again, hoping to be able to mix the old shards in to give back a memory or two; even if he probably could never face them directly again.

He grew more strict on training schedules and very up to the rules. A righteous man. Yet he kept his warm side, even if way more mature. Nothing can shake him that easily now. He still likes to show presence among his swords but can't keep them company for long without feeling that guilt.

To earn more funds for rebuilding his Honmaru, he started working for the time government, after learning and exercising day and night, beyond exhaustion.

Today he is usually sent to struggling new Saniwa to aid them in their strategies and general training organization. Kenji often joins the teams to the battlefront to analyze their fighting and detect weaknesses.

He is eager to prevent anything even close to what happened to him - probably trying to make up for his mistakes.

[oharaehonmaru]

"Ah...good to see everyone again. Please tell me everything went smooth with everyone while I was studying abroad..?

Well...time to force my brother into a few weeks off! Much needed free time to enjoy yourself, right Yūji?"

[zantedeschia-praesul]

Some height thing with some of our saniwa bebbies + one lil miss ma'am 🥺❤️

Takeshi (and lil miss Maj): @hagane-no-seishin

Saki: @nxmelessfighter

Saseki: me :3

Yuichi: @kowaindar0u

Atsuko: @citadelofroses

Kenji: @saniwakenji

Ouji: @theprincescourt (same mama as Takeshi @fribe-mimi <33)

[zantedeschia-praesul]

More height thing with our saniwa bebbies ❤️ <33

Yuji and Fuyuki: @oharaehonmaru (same mama as Kenji @saniwakenji )

Saori: @citadelofroses

Hana: @nxmelessfighter

Izayoi: @kinships

[saniwakenji]

"If my motives met with your approval, would you no longer resent the outcome?"

[saniwakenji]

[Sanchomou kiwame Looks so...so good...Fuyu get ready...]

[saniwakenji]

[Seeing people cry during the Tsukuyomi trial had me all 🥺

I often felt like I am one of the few who cried for her aa]

[rpclefairy]

mirrored perspectives.

a compilation of action based ask prompts with two variants for different perspectives. there is a mix of romantic, platonic and antagonistic dynamics.

sender:

💋 sender brushes a kiss against receiver’s forehead

🗡️ sender stabs receiver from behind

🤝 sender offers their hand to receiver after a fall

🩸 sender wipes blood from receiver’s lip with their thumb

🛡️ sender steps in front of receiver to shield them

🔥 sender grabs receiver’s wrist to stop them from leaving

👑 sender adjusts receiver’s crown, hat or headpiece

🌙 sender tucks a loose strand of hair behind receiver’s ear

⚔️ sender disarms receiver in a swift motion

🕯️ sender lights a candle for receiver in the dark

📜 sender presses a sealed letter into receiver’s hand

🫀 sender places receiver’s hand over their heartbeat

❄️ sender drapes a cloak over receiver’s shoulders

🔒 sender locks the door with receiver inside

🪶 sender traces a mark or scar on receiver’s skin

🍷 sender offers receiver a drink from their own cup

🕊️ sender unties receiver’s restraints

🩶 sender rests their head briefly against receiver’s shoulder

⚡ sender grabs receiver before they can fall

🪓 sender knocks receiver’s weapon from their grip

🌹 sender pins a flower to receiver’s clothing

🕰️ sender pulls receiver back just in time

🧎 sender drops to one knee before receiver

🗝️ sender presses a key into receiver’s palm

🩹 sender bandages receiver’s wound with careful hands

receiver:

💋 receiver brushes a kiss against sender’s forehead

🗡️ receiver stabs sender from behind

🤝 receiver offers their hand to sender after a fall

🩸 receiver wipes blood from sender’s lip with their thumb

🛡️ receiver steps in front of sender to shield them

🔥 receiver grabs sender’s wrist to stop them from leaving

👑 receiver adjusts sender’s crown, hat or headpiece

🌙 receiver tucks a loose strand of hair behind sender’s ear

⚔️ receiver disarms sender in a swift motion

🕯️ receiver lights a candle for sender in the dark

📜 receiver presses a sealed letter into sender’s hand

🫀 receiver places sender’s hand over their heartbeat

❄️ receiver drapes a cloak over sender’s shoulders

🔒 receiver locks the door with sender inside

🪶 receiver traces a mark or scar on sender’s skin

🍷 receiver offers sender a drink from their own cup

🕊️ receiver unties sender’s restraints

🩶 receiver rests their head briefly against sender’s shoulder

⚡ receiver grabs sender before they can fall

🪓 receiver knocks sender’s weapon from their grip

🌹 receiver pins a flower to sender’s clothing

🕰️ receiver pulls sender back just in time

🧎 receiver drops to one knee before sender

🗝️ receiver presses a key into sender’s palm

🩹 receiver bandages sender’s wound with careful hands

[zachrp]

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ SYMBOL ANIMAL-BASED HEADCANON QUESTIONS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.

( 🐺 ) : does your muse lead, follow, or leave when things get difficult?

( 🦚 ) : how does your muse stand out? how does that make them vulnerable?

( 🦩 ) : what reward keeps your muse going when nothing else does?

( 🐻 ) : what pushes your muse from gentleness into something dangerous?

( 🦏 ) : what makes your muse charge headfirst without thinking?

( 🦞 ) : what does your muse hold onto long after it's gone?

( 🦉 ) : what does your muse notice that others consistently miss?

( 🐐 ) : what has your muse achieved just to prove they could?

( 🐆 ) : how does your muse react when they get what they've wanted?

( 🐎 ) : what makes your muse feel free? who has tried to take that from them?

( 🦜 ) : whose words echo in your muse's head when they're alone?

( 🐞 ) : how does your muse cope with being overlooked or underestimated?

( 🐝 ) : does your muse know their role, or do they resent being needed?

( 🐃 ) : what burden does your muse carry without complaint?

( 🦋 ) : what moment changed your muse so completely they can't go back?

( 🐖 ) : what comforts does your muse cling to when the world gets ugly?

( 🦊 ) : how often does your muse lie? do they believe those lies themselves?

( 🐌 ) : what emotional process takes your muse the longest to work through?

( 🦅 ) : is it easy for your muse see the bigger picture?

( 🐀 ) : how does your muse survive situations they were not meant to?

( 🐬 ) : how does your muse find joy in dangerous or unstable environments?

( 🐅 ) : when your muse wants something, how subtle are they about it?

( 🐈‍⬛ ) : how does superstition or reputation shape how others treat your muse?

( 🐍 ) : how often does your muse get away with things they shouldn't?

( 🐘 ) : what memories does your muse carry that shape decisions they make?

( 🦧 ) : how does your muse show care through action rather than words?

( 🐜 ) : how does your muse handle work that feels endless or thankless?

( 🐢 ) : what does your muse take their time with, even when rushed?

( 🦂 ) : what boundary, once crossed, changes your muse forever?

( 🐈 ) : how does your muse ask for affection without directly asking for it?

( 🐊 ) : how patient is your muse when waiting for the right moment to act?

( 🦌 ) : what spooks your muse easily, even if they won't admit it?

( 🦢 ) : what does your muse hide beneath a graceful exterior?

( 🦥 ) : what does your muse refuse to rush, no matter the consequences?

( 🐁 ) : how does your muse make themselves smaller to avoid harm?

( 🐟 ) : does your muse go with the current, or fight it until exhausted?

( 🦍 ) : does your muse feel safer alone, or among others like them?

( 🐇 ) : does your muse run from conflict, or freeze and hope it passes?

( 🦈 ) : how comfortable is your muse with being misunderstood or feared?

( 🐦‍🔥 ) : how does your muse reinvent themselves after being destroyed?

( 🦘 ) : does your muse stop moving when they're hurt? do they push harder?

( 🐓 ) : how does your muse announce themselves in a room?

( 🐕 ) : who or what does your muse remain loyal to, even when it hurts them?

( 🐄 ) : what kind of peace does your muse crave, and why can't they have it?

( 🦖 ) : what part of your muse feels out of time or obsolete?

( 🐕‍🦺 ) : who does your muse feel responsible for protecting?

[saniwakenji]

Random fact!

Unfortunately, Kenji grew fond of those little things called "kaomoji".

He may only use them occasionally...but they will happen.

૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა

[saniwakenji]

[Some fresh air here; a new profile pic - Kenjis fc had new stuff coming out and I AAAA]

[knightlybutch]

“To live is to suffer, to drink of calamity. It is a perilous path. Death lurks in the dark. Do not avert your eyes. See your life for what it is. See how the hardships make you strong, every doubt reforged as scales for your armor.”

— Matsya (+ others), Final Fantasy XIV: Endwalker

[saniwakenji]

[This silly man is now officially one year old! (At least, the tumblr Blog.) Yay!

Happy to have spent some quality time with y'all - reason to keep things up again!]

[saniwakenji]

✨ A princely visit ✨

No, really. He was visiting, in the flesh, without a warning. With his small entourage with him too, both Heshikiri and Hachisuka there to do their duty in accompanying their owner on a visit to the other Citadel.

"...I forgot it was this quaint," was Ouji's first comment as he entered the grounds, the discomfort apparent in his voice. Hachisuka did his best to keep from commenting anything, and Hasebe was of course there to agree with him by default.

And while it really was much more humble of an abode than Ouji's own palace, it wasn't like Kenji's honmaru was anything outdated. It was a nice little place, built for housing and training sword warriors.

"You. Where's your master?" Ouji commanded the nearest sword, Kasen in this case, with an annoyed demand in his voice. He'd not heard of Kenji in almost a week, and it had made him much more uncomfortable than he'd have liked to admit.

It the man had fallen ill without telling him again... there'd be hell to pay. At least after recovering.

@theprincescourt

Kasen looked up surprised, yet he raised a brow, as a feeling of protectiveness arouse in his chest. Just what was this sage thinking- even showing up with two of his own touken danshi? They felt odd....to a point the sword developed a sort of dread for them.

Suddenly, that appearance in front of him rang a bell. Wasn't that the husband to be? But...would his aruji, of all people, really choose someone with this frightening aura?

Kasen simply bowed, making a gesture to follow him. "Kenji should be done taking his bath now", he finally answered, as honourifics between the swords and the sage were long gone by now.

As he lead the unusual group down the engawa, the returning team crossed their path; with them Hachisuka. Immediately his eyes locked onto the other Hachi; taking in his sight. While their bodies looked the same, all that pride wasn't to be seen in their guest, that readiness to argue.

He bowed politely.

"Welcome, please enjoy your stay"

[theprincescourt]

Ouji wrinkled his nose at the overly familiar way the sword addressed his own master. Far too casual and without a shred of respect and reverence. He'd need to remind Kenji just how to keep a sword in line.

But he did follow Kasen, even if increasingly annoyed and getting more so by the minute.

So his stupid husband was well enough to have a bath, but not come see him? How dare he...

Though running into another Hachisuka of all swords did somehow make him almost boil over with his frustration.

"Even you're out here showing yourself so shoddily dressed to a guest? You should learn from your betters... all of you. I can't believe he's keeping such a loose leash. Disturbing...", Ouji huffed, clearly ready to hit a sword, any sword, for not showing him the respect he deserved!

"Your highness--, they're unused to your presence, I'm sure it's just the surprise--," Heshikiri attempted to diffuse the stare-down, while Ouji's own Hachisuka stared at the other with unbridled curiosity, a little stunned to see himself so... bare, while still beautifully elegant nonetheless.

[saniwakenji]

Kasens' eyes widened. Not that a rude visitor would put anyone off guard here - but Hachisuka being the target of such a comment? Off all swords? He took pride not only in being a kotetsu but also in being a perfect example in manners. And it stung something inside of him.

A fire in his eyes, clearly a feeling of hot rage inside; but he stayed calm. Mostly.

"I wasn't prepared for a costume party, my apologies" he just answered coldly; making it almost a warning. Hm, he and their masters' future husband seemed to share some traits...

Seeing Hachi turn on his heels, his head high in pride, Kasen breathed again. But before he could continue, Kenji peeked out from inside the honmaru, closing his shirt. "Did Nagasone upset Hachi again?" He laughed - until he met oujis gaze.

"Wha... that's certainly a surprise."

[theprincescourt]

What an halfhearted apology! How dare Hachisuka turn his back on the prince without even bothering with a proper apology! Ouji was ready to throw hands with him for that slight, but was luckily interrupted by Kenji's appearance, which made his two companions breathe a sigh of relief from not having to diffuse the situation.

"You! Your swords are impossible, how are they so ill-disciplined? I'm considering taking over for you and giving them a proper training in humility," Ouji huffed in irritation, before marching over to his husband and yanking on his half-closed shirt sharply. "Where have you been? What's going on? Do I have to personally come see y---... Are you ill?" His complaints were cut short with the startling realization, golden eyes full of suspicion, mixed with almost... relief? Why would he be relieved that this man was ill? Well... because the other option, of having been purposefully ignored, would have hurt him way too hard.

[saniwakenji]

Kenji, despite being the target of the princes' visit, remained calm - despite the surprised inhale as he was manhandled...no... princehandled closer to his fiance. Anyone would set a boundary now but this mans' thoughts circled all around how badly he desired to kiss him now. He refrained from doing so, as usual; but wasn't able to hide that slight grin.

Worried, huh?

"Apologize; I will remind them how to treat you. As for me... I may have not cared about a cold I had earlier..." It weakened his body greatly and set his heart to extra work. Which was not the best, to put it simple. "But come in first!"

He led him into his study; the interior was maybe the most fancy he could offer. Heavy, dark bookshelves gave the room some classy feeling, the rich, dark green sofa added a cozy touch. In front of that, a low table with some tea ready to drink. Accompanied by a gift of visitors from a few days ago...an omamori from a certain shrine, it's crest prominent. Also a tea blend - to quicken the recovery.

"Those saniwa just came by to get their reports, so I don't need to bring them. They even brought some protection. Very nice; the younger of the two should be your age, is of great powers aswell. Maybe you get along?" A spell lingered on the omamori, not to be sensed by Kenji himself.

[fossilfang]

Returning home from kiwame training.

I am not tooo sure how long Kasen goes for kiwame training considering certain head canon events, but when he does return, its on the day the Honmaru's ginko tree starts to shed its leaves. It is a very pretty visual in my head.

I wish I had some nice cute valentines image but I dont, but I do have other cute sketches so I just grabbed one from my ideas pile. Def a scene from the fan fic in my head, and I wouldnt mind going for full color one day.

[saniwakenji]

[The more noodles involved, the better the noodle salad- but also hard to write, ooof]

[saniwakenji]

✨ A princely visit ✨

No, really. He was visiting, in the flesh, without a warning. With his small entourage with him too, both Heshikiri and Hachisuka there to do their duty in accompanying their owner on a visit to the other Citadel.

"...I forgot it was this quaint," was Ouji's first comment as he entered the grounds, the discomfort apparent in his voice. Hachisuka did his best to keep from commenting anything, and Hasebe was of course there to agree with him by default.

And while it really was much more humble of an abode than Ouji's own palace, it wasn't like Kenji's honmaru was anything outdated. It was a nice little place, built for housing and training sword warriors.

"You. Where's your master?" Ouji commanded the nearest sword, Kasen in this case, with an annoyed demand in his voice. He'd not heard of Kenji in almost a week, and it had made him much more uncomfortable than he'd have liked to admit.

It the man had fallen ill without telling him again... there'd be hell to pay. At least after recovering.

@theprincescourt

Kasen looked up surprised, yet he raised a brow, as a feeling of protectiveness arouse in his chest. Just what was this sage thinking- even showing up with two of his own touken danshi? They felt odd....to a point the sword developed a sort of dread for them.

Suddenly, that appearance in front of him rang a bell. Wasn't that the husband to be? But...would his aruji, of all people, really choose someone with this frightening aura?

Kasen simply bowed, making a gesture to follow him. "Kenji should be done taking his bath now", he finally answered, as honourifics between the swords and the sage were long gone by now.

As he lead the unusual group down the engawa, the returning team crossed their path; with them Hachisuka. Immediately his eyes locked onto the other Hachi; taking in his sight. While their bodies looked the same, all that pride wasn't to be seen in their guest, that readiness to argue.

He bowed politely.

"Welcome, please enjoy your stay"

[theprincescourt]

Ouji wrinkled his nose at the overly familiar way the sword addressed his own master. Far too casual and without a shred of respect and reverence. He'd need to remind Kenji just how to keep a sword in line.

But he did follow Kasen, even if increasingly annoyed and getting more so by the minute.

So his stupid husband was well enough to have a bath, but not come see him? How dare he...

Though running into another Hachisuka of all swords did somehow make him almost boil over with his frustration.

"Even you're out here showing yourself so shoddily dressed to a guest? You should learn from your betters... all of you. I can't believe he's keeping such a loose leash. Disturbing...", Ouji huffed, clearly ready to hit a sword, any sword, for not showing him the respect he deserved!

"Your highness--, they're unused to your presence, I'm sure it's just the surprise--," Heshikiri attempted to diffuse the stare-down, while Ouji's own Hachisuka stared at the other with unbridled curiosity, a little stunned to see himself so... bare, while still beautifully elegant nonetheless.

[saniwakenji]

Kasens' eyes widened. Not that a rude visitor would put anyone off guard here - but Hachisuka being the target of such a comment? Off all swords? He took pride not only in being a kotetsu but also in being a perfect example in manners. And it stung something inside of him.

A fire in his eyes, clearly a feeling of hot rage inside; but he stayed calm. Mostly.

"I wasn't prepared for a costume party, my apologies" he just answered coldly; making it almost a warning. Hm, he and their masters' future husband seemed to share some traits...

Seeing Hachi turn on his heels, his head high in pride, Kasen breathed again. But before he could continue, Kenji peeked out from inside the honmaru, closing his shirt. "Did Nagasone upset Hachi again?" He laughed - until he met oujis gaze.

"Wha... that's certainly a surprise."